Working Up the Nerve

I was had just been laid off from my job of three years and decided to take advantage of my unemployment benefits and just relax for a couple weeks- it had been years since I had an extended vacation and I just needed to unwind. I was a warm summer afternoon and I had been puttering around in the yard, planting some flowers and trimming some tree branches when my neighbor walked over to say hello. We talked for a bit and I mentioned that I was heading out a little later to take a walk in a nearby county park and enjoy the nice weather. He gave a little chuckle when I mentioned the park... I looked at him curiously and replied "What's so funny about that?" He smiled and responded, "That park has a bit of a reputation. gay guys cruise it for sex."

"Oh?" I answered, "well, you don't have to worry about that. I have no interest whatsoever in letting some dude suck my cock." He laughed and walked away, saying "Have fun!" and I returned to my flower planting. About an hour later, I had enough of the gardening and headed off to the park. When I arrived there were only three cars in the parking lot near the trail head. I immediately noticed that two of the cars had Gay Pride bumper stickers. I got out of my car and headed for the trail, stopping at the trail map to take a look. I decided to take the 4 mile loop trail - the longest of the hikes- and set off down the path.

As I walked I got to thinking. What if some guy on the trail approaches me and starts hitting on me? What would I do? I never had even considered sex with another guy- but, hmmmmm.... In the back of my mind I had always been curious about gay sex. Just maybe... Nah. Not for me. Especially in a public park. But then again- it was a weekday afternoon. Everyone's at work. Maybe... Nah, I couldn't do THAT! Then again... Yeah, just maybe I would. It could be fun. Yeah. Maybe I would. Suddenly I started to get really nervous. What was I thinking? Nah- ain't gonna happen anyway so no use even thinking about it. I continued my walk.

About a mile down the trail I rounded a bend. Just ahead of me I saw him- he was sitting on a fallen tree just off the trail smoking a cigarette. He was wearing a pair of short cut-off jeans, t-shirt off hanging over the tree just next to him. He was wearing a Gay Pride baseball cap. He looked to be in his early 20's- a scruffy beard, hairy chest. Maybe about six feet tall, sculpted body, is left arm covered with tattoos. As I approached he looked over at me and smiled. "How ya doing?" he stated as I neared. "Doing fine," I answered, "just enjoying the nice day."

"Cool," he answered, "Me too. I love coming out here on weekdays. No one around- practically got the whole park to myself!" He stood, stretched and started to eye me up and down. "You come here often?" he asked.

"Nope," I answered, "it's actually my first time here."

"That's cool," he answered. He reached over and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his t-shirt pocket. "You smoke?" he asked, "want one?"

"No thanks," I replied, "I quit years ago."

"Good for you," he answered. "I should probably quit too. What are you into?"

Shit. It was happening. I was being hit on. Suddenly a pt formed in my stomach. "What do you mean?" I answered.

He reached into his pocket with his left hand. I looked down- his hand moved towards his junk and I could see him fondling himself under his cut-offs. "You know," he replied. "You like getting your cock sucked?" I smiled nervously.

"I don't know," I answered, my voice shaking slightly. My mind was now racing. Should I? What if someone comes down the trail? What if my wife finds out? Shit! Is this really happening? "Never thought about it," I continued after a silent pause.

He approached closer, now right in front of me. He pulled his hand from his pocket then reached over , placing in on my crotch and giving me a squeeze. I could see the outline of his erection pointing to the left under his shorts. "I'll suck you off if you want," he stated. He pulled his hand back away from my crotch. "You pretty hung?" he asked.

I smiled. "I don't know. I guess."

"Let's just see," he answered. He reached down and undid my belt then slowly unbuttoned my jeans. I just stood there, not knowing what to do next. He pulled down my pants and they dropped to my ankles. I quickly glanced up and down the trail. Not another person in sight. I looked down nervously as he grabbed the strap of my boxer shorts and slowly pulled them down. They dropped to my knees.

"Nice!" he muttered as he gently fondled my low-hanging balls. My cock slowly stiffened to its full six inches. "Real nice!" he muttered then released my balls and undid his the buttons on his shorts. They dropped down. Holy shit. I looked down at his package. He had to be at least eight inches long, his shaft covered with large veins, a deep purplish large head and shaved pubes with a small heart tattoo just to the left and above his massive shaft. It pointed to the left, taking a sharp banana-shaped curve. He stepped out of his shorts and dropped to his knees in front of me.

He cupped my balls in his hand and looked up at me. My heart was practically pounding out of my chest. Suddenly off in the distance I heard a dog bark and a voice shout out "GET OVER HERE!" I looked down the trail, then down at him and said, "Can we get off the trail? It a little bit out in the open, if you know what I mean."

He looked up and smiled, then stood. "Sure- follow me," reaching down and picking up his shorts and shirt. I stepped out of my pants, reached down and picked them up and followed him about 20 yards into the woods, behind a couple bushes. He got back on his knees and immediately took my cock into his mouth, slowly working my shaft up and down, wrapping his tongue around it and licking softly.

Damn. It felt amazing! I had thought that my wife was a pretty good cock sucker- but it was nothing like this! He picked up the pace, starting to madly work my shaft in and out of his mouth. This went on for about five minutes as I stood looking down at him silently. He suddenly removed my throbbing meat from his mouth then looked up and said "Turn around. Let me lick out your ass." Wow! I thought. I had never even considered this! I turned and he reached up and spread my ass cheeks then buried his face into my hairy ass, pressing his tongue hard against my hole and licking away like crazy. I never even imagined that this would feel so incredibly good. I started to moan in pleasure as he worked his tongue into my hole.

I could hear him moaning behind me. I looked back and saw that he was stroking his cock as he worked my ass deep with his tongue. After a bit he stopped. "You ever been fucked?" he asked.

"Uh- I don't know if I could do that." I replied.

"Come on- try it. You'll really like it." he answered. "Are you clean? No bugs or anything? You'll like it- I promise. Just let me try."

I thought for a second. I looked back. He had stood up and was slowly stroking that massive piece of manhood. Finally I muttered, "Yeah, I guess." He slowly approached closer.

"I'll loosen you up with my finger first," he stated and I felt his finger press into my hole. "Oooo!" I muttered as he pressed in. I felt his finger slide in and start to probe around inside me. My cock twitched slightly as he pressed in deeper then inserted another finger into my ass. It did feel good. No- it felt amazingly good...

After about a minute of fingering me, he slid his fingers out and a second later I felt the tip of his shaft against my pucker. He pushed in slowly. I felt a cringe of pain ad let out a moan. "Easy, easy!" I muttered and he slowed down. After a few gentle attempts and a momentary sharp bit of pain, his cock broke through my sphincter and slowly eased into my ass. He slowly started to gyrate his hips and glide in and out. What little pain I was still feeling quickly subsided as he picked up the pace.

I had never imagined that anything could feel so good. I was now moaning loudly, not even caring if anyone could hear me. He reached around and grabbed my throbbing cock in his hand and started to stroke me as he fucked me in the ass. After only about a couple minutes I heard him softly whisper, "Man, I'm gonna cum!" Suddenly he pushed his tremendous shaft balls-deep inside me and let out a loud grunt and muttered FUUUUUUUUUCK! That feels so good!" He slowly slid his cock out of me, then quickly got on his knees in front of me and whispered "Jack off in my face- blast your load all over me!"

I could tell I was ready to cum- my balls were drawn tight against me and my shaft was pulsating. I reached down and started to madly stroke my cock and within seconds seven strong jets of my thick, creamy-white spunk blasted his face. My orgasm was so intense that I felt like I was going to faint. I pulled away from him, bracing myself against a tree, breathing heavily and muttering "God, that felt good!" over and over.

He stood, reached down and grabbed his shorts and pulled them up and fastened the buttons, then grabbed his t-shirt wadded it up and wiped my cum from his face. Not a second later, he looked at me and smiled and said "Thanks" then just walked quickly away, heading back down the trail towards the parking lot. I just stood there for a couple minutes catching my breath then I got dressed and headed back towards the trail and continued my walk.

Not a half mile later, I rounded another bend in the trail and not 20 feet in front of me stood an older gentleman- probably in his late 50's, off to the side of the trail. He was totally naked and stroking his cock. I approached as he silently looked at me with a slight smile on his face. As I walked up to him I undid my pants and stepped out of them, got on my knees and took his four inch, incredibly thick cock into my mouth.