We moved recently and I had to take my wife Barbara shopping today in the mall of our new town to pick up a few things for the new house. I'd scouted out all the local parks in the couple of weeks beforehand and even got lucky a couple of times. So I went cruising after I dropped her off. When I went to the nearest park there were a bunch of cars there, mostly pickup trucks. There seemed to be a lot of guys but most didn't seem interested in playing or at least not with me. I wandered around trying to get the lay of the land here.

There was a blue car backed into a parking space in such a way that the driver could see any cops that pulled into the park. The way he was parked the sidewalk ran right by the driver's door. He had his window down, so I screwed up my courage and walked up. I started some senseless small talk to which he made just as senseless replies. Looking down through his window I noticed he was wearing shorts…and that he had a huge bulge in the left leg of his shorts.

I suddenly switched from the weather to asking the guy if he liked to play. When he looked at me like he didn't know what I was talking about I asked, "Do you want your dick sucked or not?"

That more or less broke the ice like a fucking ice breaker on the Saint Lawrence, and he asked if I liked cock. When I admitted that I did, out came his cock. It was a nice-looking cock, smaller than mine but still nice. We kept talking, mostly me trying to get him to go somewhere a little more private and he kept playing with his cock and putting his finger into his foreskin. I kept getting hotter and hotter.

Despite being nervous with all the other cars around, when he invited me to hop in his car I did. I expected him to drive some place safer. He said where we were at was OK. I should have got out and walked off, but I'd started thinking with my little head instead of the big one.

Kneeling sideways on the passenger's seat, I lowered my face in his lap and went to work sucking on his lovely cock. I took it all the way down to his pubic hair – which he had a manly clump of – and worked it with my tongue. He was pleased and moaned, "Oh yesss… You really know how to suck cock. Oh yea, keep sucking my cock."

Laying his hand on the back of my head he chuckled, "You really love sucking cock, don't you?"

And I mumbled, "Yes," around a mouth full of his dick.

I did more tongue action and some bobbing up and down and then back to the tongue, and then more bobbing.

The best part was when he grabbed my head with both hands, pushed me down, and force-fed me his cock. That was very hot having him totally dominate me and using my mouth for his cock's pleasure. And he was enjoying it too.

I could tell because he started moaning and thrusting hard into my mouth, hard enough to bruise my lips. Then he stiffened up and start shooting and shooting and shooting his hot tangy cum into my grateful mouth. I took it all, but was worried about overflow. He took a long time to shrink so I gently massaged his cock with my tongue as he gave me the last drop of his delicious, salty cum. I took the last dribbles on my face and lips so I could smell him long after.

As I stepped out of the guy's white car there was an old friend who I had sucked before. I walked right up to him and boldly rubbed his crotch and told him how much I loved sucking his cock the last time. He said, "I don't want to cum. I want to stay horny and suck off a few guys first."

I finally got him to get in my car with me. It wasn't my thing but he was hot, so to please him, we kissed and felt each other up…rubbed cocks and pinched nipples and so on. It was a mutual encounter; both of us hot for cock. He wanted to suck me first so I Iet him. His soft girly lips felt magnificent on my cock as he deep throated me again and again.

I rubbed his hair and held his head and urged him on, all the things I love when I'm sucking a nice big cock.

He finally pulled off and sat back down in the passenger's seat. Moving to my knees in the driver's seat, I crouched down and lowered my face to his lap to suck on his cock. It was bigger than the one I'd sucked off earlier. As I took him in my mouth, he reminded me, "I don't want to cum. I want to save it up so I can slut around in the park for the rest of the afternoon."

I said, "OK, let's both just enjoy ourselves."

I smiled and then took him back in my mouth. His cock was long with a big soft beautiful head and a thick firm shaft with soft velvety skin on the outside so it was a real pleasure to suck on him. I held him deep and worked my tongue while playing with his soft balls with one of my hands.

Then some head bobbing as I worked him in and out of my throat. About every third or fourth bob I deep-throated him. He'd push my head down when I did this and hold himself as deep in my throat as he could thrust his cock. Then he'd let off and there would be more bobbing.

Then some laughing and teasing and more (yuck) kissing and again complimenting him on his beautiful cock. So I exaggerated a little bit, but what the fuck! It made him feel good, and I got to suck on a cock.

Then back to sucking. Just when it was getting good I remember he didn't want to cum so I backed off. As his cock came out of my mouth, he grabbed my head and wailed, "Don't stop. Don't fucking stop."

Almost brutally he shoved my face back into his lap and his cock back in my mouth. As my lips tightened and I started sucking he almost yelled, "Ooooh yeah, suck it man! Suck my cock." Then all of a sudden he stiffed up and screeched, "Oh, my god, I'm fuuukkkiiinnnn cummmmmming! … I'm fuckin' Cumming! … Cumming!"

Because he'd made such a big thing about not cumming I was both shocked and surprised, but it was very exciting to hear so I started to thrust faster and harder. And then bang, he started pumping me with a good healthy dose of hot thick cum. It was a nice healthy full load of cum that filled my mouth.

I took the last few drop on my lips and face so I could savor it. So much for him not cumming. As a consolation prize for getting carried away and cumming, I tried to kiss him with my cummy lips but he wouldn't let me. The fucking faggot!

Laughing, he jumped out of the car and he ran off.

I fired up my engine and headed back to mall to pick up my wife with cum on my breath.

As I drove out of the park I noticed that a white pickup followed me out. I'd seen him in the lot before but he'd seemed too young and Studley for sweet little old me. He followed me for a little ways. It was a little scary but I was curious. Anyway I was interested, so I pulled into a vacant lot and waved at him and he tentatively followed me. I hopped out of my car and asked him, "Did you want something from me?"

"Yes. A blowjob, I heard you love sucking cock," he said as he pulled out a huge cock – at least nine inches– and showed it to me. One look and we quickly retired into the nearby woods and I subserviently got on my knees. Out came that huge cock again. It was the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen. It was long and thick with a perfect cut head. The shaft was perfectly smooth. An incredibly perfect cock. The skin was velvety soft and pliable but the shaft was very hard, like a steel rod.

It was so big that I was worried that I couldn't fit it in my mouth all the way. I went all the way down until it hit the back of my throat but there was still an inch or two left so I pushed hard and was barely able to bury the whole cock in my throat. It was a little painful but I was happy to do it.

He congratulated me on doing it. I imagine that few could so I found doing it somewhat gratifying. I held him deep and worked my tongue. His, "Uuuuuuugh," told me that he loved what I was doing to his cock. His shaft was so straight and rigid that it was hard to comfortably get it down my throat. I tried my usual slow in and out motion but he grabbed the sides of my head and started thrust hard and fast. I couldn't breathe so I had to pull off to catch my breath.

I told him that I had a hard time breathing around his huge cock, which he thought was amusing. He said he'd already cum twice that morning so it would take a little work to get his hot reward. I didn't ask him how he'd cum. He was handsome and trim and his tummy and chest, which I rubbed as I coaxed a load out of him, were silky smooth.

He started to thrust and moan, "Ooooh, God yeah, suck it man! Suck my fucking cock." I was getting so turned on by his passion that I could feel my own cock growing. He grabbed my shoulders and gave a few more clumsy thrusts and then went up on his toes and stiffened and then he shoved the entire length down my throat until his bush was against my lips. His cock pulsed and throbbed and then warm, delicious, lumpy cum flooded my mouth.

He quickly pulled out, zipped up and said, "Thanks faggot," as he left, leaving me on my knees with a mouthful of his warm cum. I felt so submissive and degraded and, yes, fucking wonderful.

When I'd deep-throated him the head had pressed so hard that I went back to pick my wife up with a sore throat and stretched lips. I've often wonder if when I kissed her after one of these little episodes she could smell and taste the cum on my breath; not that she'd know the taste, she doesn't suck my cock.

I think I'm going to like this town. Especially the parks.