I live in an apartment in a picturesque little town, close the Delaware River. The town has a park area for picnic; a slip for launching boats and a walking path that extends from the town, through the park and a couple miles along the River. I like to take walks usually in late afternoon. There's always a nice breeze coming off the water.
One afternoon, I decided to go for a nice walk. But I wasn't sure what to wear. It was a little cool, so I settled on sweatpants and nothing else. I was relaxing watching TV and didn't feel like getting dressed. I slipped into a pair of loafers and threw on my light leather jacket. It was warmer out then I at first though so I pulled the coat open and walked along the river.
There are pathways that lead off the main walkway into the wooded areas. I decided to take one of those unbeaten pathways. I saw a young guy leaning against a tree. He glanced in my direction as I approached and then looked away. Then when I got up to him, he said "Hi" in a quiet voice "where you headed?" I mumbled something and then we made small talk about how hot it had been today. Then I asked if he wanted to have a cool drink at my place. "I live very close by." "Sure I could use a cold one," he followed me the short distance to my place. We went inside and as soon as he closed his door he turned and reached over to my bare chest and we kissed. I started to take the jacket off, but he wanted me to leave it on. We dropped down and rolled on the floor, kissing feeling and groping each other. His shorts allowed me easy access to his cock and he had a hold of mine through my sweatpants. He was soon naked and begged me to fuck him. He pulled the front of my sweats down and put a rubber on me quicker then it took me to say "ok". I fucked and fucked his tight ass. All the time I was worrying the neighbors would hear him yelling for more and for me to fuck him harder. Our interlude was fast. We both came and he cleaned himself up and took the rubber off my dick and kissed me again. Then he said that he was going back to the park and left.
I finished rearranging myself and also went back to the park. This time, I went down a different path. "Got the time?" A bicyclist had stopped and turned to ask me. I answered and we talked. He had on a half-length tee shirt and bike pants. I was standing close enough for him to touch my jacket then my bare belly and then the crotch of my sweatpants. He walked his bike to my place and came inside. He ask if I had any drugs. "We don't need them to have some fun with each other, do we?" With that, we attacked each other kissing, feeling under each others' clothes. This time I asked to be fuck. He was pivoting his cock into me. We were still wearing our clothes. His cocked was pulled out over the top of his bike pants. He had pulled my sweatpants off, but left my jacket on. When he came, he pulled out as his cum was shooting all over my bare torso and my leather jacket. He licked it off. Then pulled his pants up, combed his hair and left for the park again. My walks in the park took place almost every evening after work when it was warm. It became a habit with me dressing for my walks and then going down different side paths each time I went.
My walks there and back were always eventful. The park was built for people to walk their dogs. "Walking the dog" has become a habit of many whether we had a four-legged dog or not.
I don't, but who cares...