When I got up on Wednesday morning, I was still hotted up about Tuesday night. I didn't get to sleep until about 3:30, so I was not up until noon. No one around the house, so I raided the refrigerator again and selected another cuke. Took a hot shower while it warmed up.
Went back into my bedroom, lined my crack and filled my hole with some lube, and started to insert the cuke. Damm. It is still chilly. My poor tush twitches. I am determined. I raise my legs again and push in. It is smooth, fat, and cold, but I slide it in anyway. I begin a rhythm, and start pushing it in and out and massaging myself where it feels best. I start sucking one of my fingers, then push it in with the cuke and twitch it. The cuke is heating up, and so am I. I am totally stiff. My belly is trembling and my legs are kicking a bit and major pre-cum leakage is going on. I am getting ready. I roll my legs up over my shoulders and brace my feet against the head board. Back in with the cuke, and this time two fingers, well greased with pre-cum. I put my head up and suck my cock into my mouth, start tonguing myself and let loose with the cuke. It doesn't take long and I have a good long drink of morning cream. I roll back down and contemplate the day.
I liked the guy at the park, but he wants to fuck my ass. Getting fuked is great, but I have only once before done it with a stranger - and he was a guy on another baseball team that we had just played. I have enough friends and acquaintances that like the idea of a roll in the hay with me that I don't really need to ask other people, and I want to be safe in a variety of ways. Hanging out in a park at 1:30 is not my idea of reassuring behavior. Still I like the idea of sexing again with that guy. I decide to head over to the branch office of the bank where I had maybe seen him before. I wait till after 2:00 to make sure that he is likely back from lunch. If he still works there.
I enter the bank and look around carefully. I have an account here, so I can always withdraw some money if I get asked why I am there. I look around and don't see him. Damm. I look some more. There is one empty officers desk - with the name Ted Assbanger (not his real name, as you guessed). Sure enough, a women in her 30s starts over toward me. Just then Mr. Assbanger appears from the back and heads towards the empty cubicle.
"Can I help you?"
"I'd like to see Mr. Assbanger, ma'am"
"I can help you if you'd like."
"Sure you could, Ma'am, but my Grandmother recommended Mr. Assbanger".
"Let me see if he's free"
(oh, he's free alright, and he made pretty free with me last night, too).
Mr. A looks up and stares at me. He covers his shock and worry pretty well, but he hesitates and talks to the lady who came over to me. What we have here is a lady who came over to me and a man who came all over me.
Finally he beckons me over. I come into his glass and paneled cubicle and make myself comfortable. There is a long pause.
"what are you doing here?"
He is clearly not that happy to see me. My confidence is a bit shaken.
"I was thinking about your telling me that you felt that you should make some hefty additions to my account".
He relaxes a bit, but doesn't say anything.
"I liked your earlier banking activities, but I am not sure about putting strange things into my portfolio. Still like to do some major business with you, though.
He giggles and seems to loosen up a bit. The greeting committee lady comes back in - maybe she intuits that Mr. A was not all that happy to see me.
"everything all right here? Can I be of any help?"
I smile as sunnily as possible.
"I just came to ask Mr. A about putting some things in my portfolio".
"Yeah, he probably needs to expand his portfolio's range a bit. We can manage, I think. I've talked to him before, and I think we can work out something"
She leaves, looking, I think, as if she is not entirely convinced.
I point out that I like things in my portfolio, but that I don't like STRANGE things in there. I say that there are dangers involved. He says he knows that and feels responsible to his wife and kids, as well as to his clients to make sure that people have only totally safe things in their portfolios.
We agree to meet at a different park, but this time about 8:30 or so, as this new one apparently closes at about 11:00. He gives me directions to the park.
Thursday is a good day for me. I am looking forward to my hook-up tonight. He mentioned sex in the back of my truck. So I put two bales of hay and some blankets in the back on the bed, to give me something to lean over in case I want to do something like get my ass eaten or fingered. I decided two things. 1. to get there early and 2. finger fucking is definitely on. I drive along Raleigh-LaGrange looking for this park. Maybe if I arrive early I can blow a guy or two before the main event. It is quiet, but there are clearly guys around. I park, and wait. There are several people standing around, as well as people in their cars or driving about.
Advertising makes it happen. I get out, stretch a bit, do some pre-running stretches, and unzip my sweatshirt. I tuck my sweat pant legs up around my knees and lean against the truck. Sure enough, several of the passing cars stop. The first guy out is an African-American guy - solidly built, kind face, maybe 25-35 or so. He is wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. It is still unseasonably warm, so I am comfy even in my loose clothing - and without any underwear.
This will make things easier.
"nice night" he says
"yeah, it really is, like the stars"
"pretty warm out"
"well, it is warm. Might warm up as the evening goes along"
He is clearly getting hard, and begins to adjust his crotch. I decide modesty is not called for here. I slide my sweatshirt off, drop my sweat pants around my ankles, and sink to my knees on the grass. I feel like I am signaling ready-when-you-are fairly clearly. He comes over. I pull down the zipper on his jeans, pull down his pants (no underwear) and take out his dick. Smells of soap, clean and fresh. Not bad. I take his dick into my mouth greedily and swallow it to the hilt. His pubic hairs are scratchy, but I ignore that, swallowing deep and shaking my head like a dog with a bone each time I reach the bottom. I like the way my adam's apple bobs when his dick enters my throat, feels good, cuz my throat feels tight and stuffed. I gag, twirl tongue, and generally lick stick for a while. He gives me plenty of reason to think he is enjoying it.
While I am blowing the guy in jeans, I suddenly feel a hot mouth surround my dick. I take a break and look down. A mop topped kid about my age, skinny but seemingly fit, has pushed his shorts down, gotten down on all fours next to me, and is giving me great head. I hop back on my ride. My guy grunts, whistles, smacks his lips, and goes "Hell kid, do that some more" or reaches down and strokes my lips and cheeks. Then he grabs my head and starts face fucking me. I make gaggy, slurpy sounds. He speeds up. I push my sucker's head farther down on my cock. I know the guy I am sucking is going to come.
"on your face or in your mouth?"
I point to my face. He pulls out and unloads on my cheek and shoulders.
He stands back and I look down at the guy sucking me. I grab his curly hair and gently pull him off my dick.
He seems disturbed.
"doncha like it".
"love it. My turn"
He stands up and I take his dick, which is very long and thin, and try to swallow it as far as I can. It slides down and down my throat. I hold it in until I gag and come up again. He likes this, but impatiently reaches down and grabs me by the pits. He yanks on me. I get up. He tries to pull me around. I am unsure. I don't want to get fucked. He gets down on his knees and pushes. I let him do it cuz I love getting my ass eaten. I lean up against the truck and spread my legs, so give him better access. He buries his head in my crack and starts flicking his tongue. I push his head way in, and thrust my ass back, reach back and use both hands to pull my cheeks apart. Maximum butt crack accessibility. Damm this kid knows how to eat ass. He is skinny, and we are shining whitely in the moon light, looking over my shoulder I can see his back and his upper legs, and they are pretty hot looking. We have a small crowd watching us. I wonder what I will do when he wants to fuk me. Suddenly he begins to whimper and moan, and cums all over the grass. Another mouth moves into position between my cheeks. I look back. It is Mr. Assbanger.
He gets up.
"started without me"
"yeah, the prospects were good"
"lets get in your truck and drive to a place a little bit less open. The cops come by here sometimes"
I pick up my clothes and put them on. We get in my truck and I back into the road. I start following his directions further into the park. I notice he has a plastic bag on his lap. Seems to have a lot of stuff in it.
"whats that?"
"stuff for your portfolio, guy"
"stocks and bonds?"
"cock and beads, didn't know you were into bonds"
"I'm not"
We reach the place that he is heading for and I pull in. He checks his watch.
"get up in the back and strip"
I hop up and slide out of my clothes. Take off my shoes, leave my sox.
"you too"
He gets up in back, strips and empties his bag. I gasp. There is a huge tube of lube and a number of dildos. The littlest one is clear, but is as big as a regular dick - at least its about average for the dicks I have sucked. There is a set of balls on a string, and two larger dildos, one smooth and black and long, and the other white, modeled on a real dick, and with two ball flaps at the bottom, I guess to prevent it from being stuffed all the way in. He hands me the clear one.
"bend over the bales"
I spread a blanket over the bales, take the clear one from him and drape myself over the bales with my ass presented.
"suck it"
"what"
"suck the dildo, get it dripping"
"you suck it"
"I am gonna eat your ass"
I take the dildo into my mouth and start licking it and trying to give it a blow job. I drool as much spit as I can on it. This is kinda hard because it is stiff and not so much like a real, tasty cock. Still, I try to get it wet. Meanwhile I am moaning with pleasure because Mr. A know how to eat ass, too. Twice in an evening. He reaches up, takes the dildo from me and pulls off my ass. Starts pushing the clear didlo in. I know how to take cock and cucumber, so I push back and let the dildo in. Feels stiff, but I like it, and my dick is stiff as can be. Slowly he sets up a rhythm, and begins fucking me. He reaches between my legs and pulls my cock back, takes it into his mouth. He is sucking me AND fucking me. I assume one of the bigger dildos is where we go next. I reach down and pick up the black, smooth one with the modeled dick head, in tribute to the guy earlier in the evening. I start licking it. I push it further into my mouth. Mr. A pulls the clear dildo out of my ass, lets my cock out of his mouth with a pop, and reaches up and tries to force the big black one farther down my throat. My eyes start to water and I making wretching sounds, so he pulls it out. I gasp for breath and my chest heaves. We try that again, then he goes back to eating my ass and I start lubing the dildo again. He takes the big black one from me.
"pull your cheeks apart"
I do, and he starts slowly inserting the black dildo. It is very long, and fairly thick. It goes in, then in, then in some more. I have never had anything so far up inside me. It feels good, but strange. And a bit painful - with some very sharp pains, sometimes. He grabs my head by the hair, pulls my head back, and starts fucking me with the dildo, in, out, in out. I whimper and ask him to pull back a little bit. He does. This is better.
Then he pulls the dildo out.
"Your choice kid, my cock or the bigger dildo"
I know I can't take any of the bigger dildos, the black one was too painful, sometimes. But I am up for fuking. I point him to the condoms in my back pack. He takes one, puts it on and slides in. I must be way loosened, cuz it doesn't even feel stretchy. He grabs my hips, and starts riding me like a bronco rider. I buck back, and he slaps my ass - really hard. I buck back somemore and he slaps again. We piston fuk for what seems hours, then he pulls back my head and speeds up even more. After a few minutes of this he pulls out, whips off the condom and cums all over my back.
I turn over.
"suck me off"
He buries his head in my crotch and gives me amazing head. Unfortunately I am so stoked that in an instant I am ready. I tell him I am about to cum. He puts his head up, give me a stroke and I spurt.
We rest abit. Then I drive him back to his truck. I thank him, tell him I may want my portfolio expanded when I am home this summer, and we go our separate ways.
Thanks a whole lot to everyone who wrote and encouraged me to write up my Thursday experience.