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A Day in the Park
Despite the breezy, wet, 50 degree day, there were several cars scattered through the three parking lots. The two guys I saw sitting in their car pretending to read the paper were past the age range that I was into so I knew I was going to have get out and walk around to see who all is out and about. My heart was pounding and palms sweating and I hadn?t even opened the car door yet. Even though I had been with guys before and had a great time with each encounter, I still got nervous. It?s part of the rush though?the nerves. The adrenaline, the heart palpitations, talking myself down from the anxious high. Harnessing the nervous energy and riding it to completion. This was no different than my other cruising trips and I loved each of those. So much so this park was one of my favorite places to kill some time. The hiking is quite good even if you don?t get any sex.
The casual observer would think that a park located on George Washington Memorial Parkway in the Nation?s Capitol would not attract this sort of action but it shows what the casual observer knows. Even though there is a huge sign on the main drive advertising the approach to the George Bush Central Intelligence Agency, Turkey Run Park has more than it?s fair share of cruising guys. It?s like shooting fish in a barrel. I?ve never come here and not scored, despite the time of day or weather condition.
Today?s weather kept the guys off of the main trails. Doing a casual walk through there didn?t seem to be anyone around. Could the cars in the lot simply be commuters doing a carpool spot? Did the police just come through and do a round up? It is so easy for your imagination to run away with you when you?re so nervous. I couldn?t imagine this being the first time of striking out but stranger things have happened?
After scoping out the main picnic pavilions and most of the trailheads, I made one last pass to a bathroom. I quickly found out why no one was outside. They were inside the bathroom stroking like crazy. When I opened the door it caught them by surprise. Each of the three looked like deer in the headlights. I?m not sure what they really expected to happen, stroking so openly like they were, but they appeared to panic and try to stuff their hard cocks back into their pants and pretend nothing was going on. At this point, I felt I had the control on the situation. I just smiled, told them to relax and make room for one more. This was going to be fun.
Saying ?fuck it?, I walked to the middle of the room and dropped to my knees. Those three guys knew what to do. Cocks were back in their hands, stroking just inches from my face. I reached up and took a cock in each hand, my mouth swallowing the third. Alternating from one cock to the next, their circle jerk suddenly turning into a circle suck. I did my best to make sure none of them felt neglected. Cock meat deep in the back of my throat, dragging up that thick, wet, slippery saliva, coating each shaft with a super slick slime. My hands flying up and down their shaft, milking them for all they were worth when they were not in my mouth. No one touched my head though...they were all very content to hold nice and still and let me work. I was hoping one of them at least would grab my skull and really fuck my face but I guess beggars can?t be picky. I was lost in the wild passion of sluthood when the door burst open one more time and again the guys flinched. I was on my knees; face covered in slime and could do nothing but stare. It was just another horny guy smiling when he absorbed the scene before him. Needless to say, his cock was out in a flash too.
Now I was surrounded by four nice cocks, all on the edge of bursting. I figured another interruption and someone would lose their nerve. I threw everything I had into my job. Jerking, sucking, tickling balls, reaching back with my fingertips to tease behind their balls. They too sensed the desperation, now grabbing their own cocks to jerk, their own familiar touch pushing them closer and closer to the edge until finally the first one grunted, I spun my face towards his cockhead just as his jizz coated my face. It was fucking hot. That started the chain reaction. The first guy barely got his last string of sperm off the end of his dick before the next guy shot on my wet face. My open mouth catching some, most of it landing on my cheeks and chin. The third and fourth guy followed suit, leaving me drenched in man seed. In true man fashion, they flicked the last bit of cum off their tips, wiped their hands on my shirt, buttoned up and left.
No change of clothes, 20 mile drive home, and I am just a mess with a raging hard on. One thing is easy?I unbuttoned my own pants, wiped cum off my face onto my hand to use as lube, and quickly rubbed out a powerful orgasm. Sperm splashed the wall from a few feet away. Once my legs stopped shaking I figured I better get going. I figured I used up all my luck for that day. Out to the car and started for home, my skin getting caked from the drying cum. I considered going through a drive-thru to show off my cum slut appearance but reconsidered?wasn?t worth getting some clerk to panic and call the cops for some sex crime against me. A hot shower later and I was already planning my return. After all?my ass got neglected through all of that.