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The Statue of David
by Mark James


I had just finished lunch in the park in the middle of town and was sitting on a park bench watching all of the studs that passed by, checking out their bodies and packages. I saw a cute muscular guy in a sleeveless t-shirt and Levis coming up the path and I checked him out. There was no bulge in his jeans, so there was no telling what goodies might be hidden away there. But he was nicely built. He was muscular and filled out his t-shirt. He had large muscular arms, which was probably why he wore a sleeveless t-shirt. We locked eyes for an instant as he passed by. He had a nice butt and I had an instant fantasy about spreading his cheeks and eating out his ass. It gave me a hard-on.

He walked up about fifty feet and stopped in front of the replica of the statue of David that was standing in front of a densely bushed and wooded section of the park. I often had fantasies about climbing up on the statue of David and licking on its marble cock and having it come to life and form a hard-on that I would suck until it shot a load of milk shake tasting cum in my mouth.

But this stud might give me a much better chance to swallow a load of cum for dessert today.

He moved into the space in front of the statue and turned around. He stood there surveying the park and eventually looked at me. I was looking at him. He reached down and grabbed his package with his hand, looking straight at me. I looked around to see if anyone was watching me, then stroked the bulge my hard-on was making in my pants.

He turned around, went behind the statue, and disappeared into the dense foliage behind the statue. I did not know you could do that. I looked around and the park was almost devoid of people; lunch was over and everybody had gone back to work. I followed him into the foliage behind the statue and found that there was a path that divided into numerous branches that meandered among the bushes and trees.

I saw him down the path and followed. He turned around. He had his hands deep in his Levis and had pushed them down until I could see the base of his cock between his t-shirt and Levis.

As I caught up to him, he asked, "Do you want my cock?"

I said, "Yeah, I want to suck it."

He turned and disappeared down the path. I followed. I rounded a corner and there he was standing in front of a thicket with his shirt off and his trousers down, showing a nice seven-inch cut hard-on.

He asked, "Is this what you want?"

"Let me get my mouth around it and show you what I can do,"I answered him.

"Back here," he said, and disappeared into the thicket.

I eventually found the path and followed him. I found him further on, totally naked, standing in front of another thicket of woods.

He said simply, "Suck me."

After that chase, I didn't say a word, I just squatted down, took his dick in my mouth, started sucking on his semi-erect cock and ran my hands over his muscular legs with one hand and hefted his balls in my hand with the other. I let my hands slide around his hips and I massaged his muscular buttocks as I pulled on his body and took his cock all the way down till I was breathing pubic hair. I pulled back and sucked the length of his cock, back and forth up and down.

I put my hand around his body and worked my fingers down the crack of his ass till I found his asshole. I used the tip of my finger to massage his asshole. I brought my finger to my mouth and wet it and sent it back to massage his asshole. I used my other hand to fondle and play with his balls as I energetically sucked his cock.

He lay his hands on my head and held it still and started fucking my mouth with his big dick. I stuck my finger up his ass, found his prostate and massaged it. I then held my finger in place and as he fucked my mouth his back and forth motion caused him to fuck himself with my finger.

He was moaning and saying, "Use three fingers, man."

I held three fingers together and started fucking his ass with them. He started face-fucking me harder and faster. He suddenly jerked his body, pulled my head forward and I could feel him coming in the back of my throat. He pulled his cock back, drilled me again deep in my mouth and shot another load.

After he had shot two more loads all over my face. He picked up his clothes and started getting dressed.

I took out my cock, wiped his cum off of my face, and using it to lubricate my own cock I started jacking it as he got dressed. I said, "I know you have already come, but would you let me suck on your soft cock while I masturbate?"

He opened his pants, pulled his shorts down and hung his cock and balls over the elastic of his shorts. I got on my knees and sucked on his soft cock and jacked my dick until I shot off on the ground. He finished dressing and I asked him how he liked it. He said it had been great.

As we walked out of the woods, I asked if he was here very often.

"Usually on Monday and Wednesday," he informed me.

"If I am here, can I suck your dick on those days?" I asked.

"That's cool," he agreed. "Maybe next time you can eat my ass, or maybe I can fuck you? Is that good for you?"

"Sounds great! See you on Wednesday," I suggested.

"Right! I'll meet you at 1:00 under the statue of David!" he promised.