Park Play 23
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On to the fun part...
As his body recovered, he continued to stroke, getting some of the cum mixed with his spit to slick up his cock. He finally let go of his cock and rubbed the cum on his body around. It would be a sticky, crusty mess later, but it felt so good with at that moment.
He lay back on the picnic table while his pulse returned to normal.
He grabbed his white Jockey briefs and rubbed up the mess as best he could. He would have to free ball all day, but that was better than the possibility of cum staining his work clothes and showing the other guys at work what a cum hound he was.
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After he had recovered and cleaned up Parker got dressed and continued on his rounds. He needed to get the park checked over before too many early joggers headed into the park. He hit all the usual spots, picking up some telltale trash around the picnic tables by the river and along some of the more well-worn paths up at the top of the stairs. He also knew from experience that the toilet block often needed some attention before anyone arrived.
He was pleasantly surprised that the toilet block was pretty clean. He'd have been pleasantly surprised if he had seen the action that had happened there the night before. He loved getting sucked off in here and loved seeing that others enjoyed the same fun. Still, he did a thorough check just to be sure. As he opened the stall doors everything seemed to be fine as well, until he got to the third stall, the one closest to the urinal trough.
He almost jumped when he swung the door open and saw some clothes nearly folded and sitting on the pipe behind the toilet.
"What the fuck?" he said out loud. He had seen plenty of interesting things in here before, but he had never seen a full set of clothes left behind before. What had gone on and how fucking horned up must the owner of these clothes been to leave and forget that he was naked?
Despite having just shot a very enjoyable load all over his stomach and chest less than 15 minutes ago his cock started to twitch as he looked at the clothes. Picking them up he found that there was a full outfit of shorts, well used jock and a t-shirt. The guy who had left them behind would have been in nothing but sneakers. Unconsciously he lifted the clothes up to take in their scent.
Manly, but with just a hint of soap and no cologne, the scent shot an express message to his cock, which was now tenting out his pants. The guy had obviously taken them off before getting into the action, and there were no cum stains or anything on them to indicate he had sucked off anyone before he took them off. Maybe he had walked over full clothed, stripped down and stroked while he dared himself to walk out naked into the night. Maybe he had taken them off before the action started and then left with whoever was here with him. Either way Parker was standing there rubbing his cock through his work pants, taking in the scent left in the guy's clothes and contemplating all kinds of horny, nasty possibilities.
Pulling himself out of his trance, Parker opened up the t-shirt to see if there was any way to identify who the owner might be. He didn't know how the clothes got there, but he definitely wanted to know the story of how they got left behind, and more about the guy who would do that. He smiled when the t-shirt fell open. The small crest on the shirt looked very familiar. It wasn't a new shirt, nor did it have a typical corporate logo on it but was something well-worn and unusual. He wracked his brain trying to figure out where he has seen that crest before, all the blood in his hard cock made it hard to concentrate on the shirt's logo.
The jock was well worn, but a typical Bike, so there was no way to know who's it was. It did smell great though. Not ripe, but definitely ready for a wash sometime soon. But now that it was Parker's there would be no washing involved.
Parker quickly checked out the rest of the toilet block and then headed towards the door, with the clothes in hand. No way was he going to leave them behind. He knew that he had seen that crest before, and he was determined to figure out what it was and who owned it. Just as Parker headed towards the door it swung open and a jogger came in. From the look of him he was just here for the facilities and not the fun, so Parker left him and headed back to his car.
The "Penis Pick-up Patrol" had "successfully covered up the cum hounds' tracks and made the park safe for future activity." Parker always recited that mantra as he left the park, almost like the tag line to a superhero movie. And he always got a little chuckle out it, although he did wish the guys would pick up after themselves. Then, as he always did, he remembered that he had left some obvious signs behind on occasion, either to follow some hot guy out to the bushes or because the post-orgasmic brain wanted nothing more than to go to sleep rather than clean up any mess left behind.
Grinning to himself as he got to his car, Parker unlocked the door and got in. He sat there in the early morning light he looked at the t-shirt again. Why couldn't he place the crest on the shirt? It would drive him crazy until he figured it out. Oh well, he thought, maybe Tyrone of Kai would recognize it.
Not far away, Spenser was slowly waking up, stretching his body under the sheet that barely covered up his body, and the hot body in bed beside him. Looking down at his hard cock tenting the sheet he grinned remembering the awesome fun he had had with Angelo. He had never done this before. Never followed a guy out of the gloryhole stall and into the night. Never left the toilets stark naked. And never done what happened next.
Angelo was still asleep, breathing gently, his chest rising and falling slowly even as his cock also tented the sheet. While Spenser preferred anonymous outdoor activity, he wasn't about to leave this hunk's bed anytime soon. Moving slowly and cautiously Spenser slid down under the covers, turning to face the gently pulsating cock tenting the sheet. He tentatively leaned forward and inhaled the fucking awesome aroma of a hot guy after a night of hot sex. Angelo's natural scent combined with the smell of cum and dried sweat and mixed with Spenser's own funk. Having the sheet pulled over them both concentrated the aromas and had Spenser's cock hard and dripping.
Leaning further forward his head lifted the sheet and his tongue gently ran up the shaft of Angelo's cock, stopping at the super sensitive area just below the piss slit. He knew from last night that this was one of Angelo's sensitive spots, and he kept his tongue there, applying gently pressure. He could feel Angelo's pulse as the cock strained against his tongue.
His fuck buddy must be in a pretty deep sleep because action like this had never failed to wake Spenser up when it had happened to him. The gentle pressure started to change to a slight rotating movement and varying pressure, letting Angelo's cock lift off his body, and then be pressed down to gently rub the head of his cock in the hair on his abdomen. He was so tempted to grab Angelo's balls and deep throat the hot fuck stick, but he didn't want to startle Angelo. This gentle awakening was quite different than the pounding Angelo, much to Spenser's delight, had delivered last night.
Spenser's salivating was getting Angelo's cock good and wet, at least the top half. He couldn't resist any longer and stared sliding his tongue down the shaft. At first only and inch or so, then back up to the head. The next cycle took him a little further down and back up. He did this over and over until his tongue was running along the whole length of Angelo's cock, from where the skin changed at the top of his hairy ball sac to the flared head, which was starting to leak some delicious precum.
Angelo stirred, arching his back slightly, and tensing the muscles in his legs. He still didn't seem to be awake, but the hot tongue action was starting to bring him back to consciousness.
Spenser turned so that he could use his two lips to run up and down the cum tube protruding from the cock shaft, taking advantage of the spit lube he had applied by tongue. At the top of the stroke, he resisted taking the whole cock head in his mouth, but just barely. On the bottom of his stroke his lips widened taking in more of the amazingly hairy ball sac, feeling the hard cock muscle under the loose skin. Again, he was tempted to suck on one of Angelo's hairy balls, but somehow resisted.
He varied the strokes back and forth along the shaft, keeping it wet and enjoying the heat of the two bodies under the sheet. Spenser's saliva mixing with the dried cum and sweat from last night made for an intoxicating lube and Spenser wasn't sure how much longer he could resist Angelo's hot cock.
A few strokes back and forth on the lower half morphed into a few strokes closer to the cock head. Each time he got all the way to the top of Angelo's cock his lips flared out, wrapping around the sides of the pulsing cock head. One stroke went a little too far and Spenser's tongue ran right over the piss slit.
He felt Angelo move slightly, and thought he felt his arm move. Up and down a few more times, and again his lips and tongue wrapped most of the way around Angelo's cock head. He paused for a second and then felt Angelo's hand on the back of his head. He was awake. The gentle pressure opened up the possibilities and Spenser opened his mouth further to wrap it fully around Angelo's cock head.
"Mmmmmmmm," Angelo moaned, a very guttural sound made all the more erotic as it seemed to come right out of his whole body rather than just his throat.
Tightening his abs and rotating his pelvis to match the gentle downward pressure from his hand, he pushed his cock into Spenser's mouth. They both held still as the warmth of Spenser's mouth enveloped Angelo. The hand pushed down a little more firmly as Angelo relaxed his abs and pulled one leg up, lifting the sheet slightly, but more importantly, giving him in a better position to shove his cock up into Spenser's mouth. He knew form last night that Spenser would have no trouble taking his cock all the way to his balls. He had held Spenser's head and slid his cock fully down Spenser's throat when they had fucked around in the playground a few hours earlier.
It was obvious to Spenser that Angelo was now awake. Some stirring and stretching could just be him dreaming, but the rhythmic thrusting and coordinated hand action was not something you did while asleep. The firm hand on the back of his head and the thrusts up met perfectly, lodging Angelo's cock deep in his throat. Angelo's other hand now joined the action, running across Spenser's shoulder and down his flank. The movements were very erotic and tender.
Angelo's hand moved in circles, each circle getting larger and larger, becoming more elliptical as he reached further and further down Spenser's flank. When his fingertips got to Spenser's ass the stopped the circular motion and started massaging his ass, fingers creeping down into the crevice of Spenser's ass. Spenser loved the way Angelo was taking total control. It was similar to the way he controlled the scene the night before, but very different in the gentle but urgent way he was using Spenser. Last night had a more energetic and direct feel, and Spenser decided that he liked both.
Angelo shifted his shoulders, rotating his upper body to give him better access to the incredibly hot ass in his hand. He loved what Spenser was doing to his cock, taking direction well, and deep throating his cock, but he wanted access to that incredible ass. The second time he shifted his shoulders Spenser got the hint and pulled his legs in, lifting himself off the mattress an onto all fours. They both liked the direction this was headed in.
Angelo's middle finger found its mark, tapping gently on Spenser's puckered ass lips. They felt a little puffy, but that was to be expected. It would make this morning all the more fun. Angelo vibrated his finger until he coaxed the first joint of his finger into Spenser's sphincter. Gently pulling Spenser's ass towards his head, Spenser obliged and shifted around until his right knee and thigh were against Angelo's left side. The pressure came off Spenser's head as Angelo's hand moved to his back. The other hand continued to work Spenser's ass, in fact the middle finger was still firmly lodged in Spenser's hole, now working up to the second knuckle.
With the shift in angle, Spenser was able to take Angelo's cock even more deeply into his throat, breathing in on one upstroke, and breathing out on the next. Every time he pulled partially off Angelo's cock he was impaled back on Angelo's finger. This was getting more and more like the park the night before, but then it had been Angelo's cock in his mouth and some stranger's cock in his ass spit roasting him. Spenser's cock was hard as a rock and drooling out all kinds of precum. Angelo noticed and reached under to tug on his cock a few times and gather up some of the slick precum.
He reached the slick hand around and swapped fingers, inserting the slimed-up finger for the dry one, allowing it to slide in even further. Spenser moaned and arched his back, signalling that he really, really, really liked where Angelo was taking this.
The next move caught Spenser off guard. Angelo tapped him on the right inner thigh, wanting Spenser to lift his leg up. Angelo shifted closer to Spenser's left leg, making it obvious that he should straddle Angelo. As soon as his knee touched the mattress Angelo pulled the finger out of Spenser's ass and tilted his head up to use his tongue. Spenser fucking loved the sensation and arched his back again to get more of Angelo's tongue up his butt hole.
Pulling completely off Angelo's cock, Spenser sat up and planted his ass firmly down on Angelo's face. Angelo's hands gripped the tops of his thighs and pulled him down on the stiff tongue shoving its way up his chute.
"Fuck yeah," Spenser said, almost shouting it out, "eat that ass."
Angelo just dove in and shook his head back and forth driving Spenser nuts.
Spenser's view of Angelo's hard and spit-soaked cock had him in a quandary. We wanted to feel Angelo unload in his mouth as he had at the gloryhole and at the park, but he also wanted to get another load pumped into his ass. It had been hours since that had happened last night, a second load fucked into him mixing with the anonymous load from whoever had fucked him in the park.
He knew that his preference wasn't as important as what Angelo wanted. He bent over again to get at the cock in front of him, rubbing his ass all over Angelo's face.
Angelo devoured his ass, licking, chewing and sucking it. The reaming he had gotten last night left him a little sore, but only heightened the wonderful sensations of Angelo's soft lips and tongue, along with his bristly morning stubble.
Slapping both ass cheeks, Angelo lifted Spenser off his face and pushed his head and shoulders down on the mattress between his legs. He couldn't decide which hole he wanted to fuck either but realized he had been sucked off twice and only fucked Spenser once, and wanted breed his ass and even the tally. Scooting back on the bed and getting out from under Spenser only took a few movements. The two guys seemed connected at a deep level and Spenser instinctively moved away and off to the side, making it easier for Angelo to get up off his back.
Once they were separated, Spenser spread his knees and crossed his forearms under his forehead, shoving his ass into the air. The swift move and sheet flying off them both caused his skin to tingle. He had gotten quite hot under the sheet and the temperature in the room was cool, but he was loving the scene. Now out in the open the cooler air raised goosebumps on his skin. The anticipation of the fuck he knew was coming certainly added to the sensation.
Angelo dove back into his ass, spearing his tongue in and shoving it as far as he could. The new position gave him better access to Spenser's ass, and he was loving the way his ass tasted. He loved rimming a hot ass, getting it loosened up again and ready for round two with his big cock. He knew that with the right technique he would have Spenser begging to be fucked. Not that Spenser seemed to need that much encouragement. He had gotten into it last night.
Angelo could taste not only Spenser but some of his cum load and the last of the load the stranger had fucked up Spenser's ass in the park. It had been so hot watching Spencer get fucked while sucking his cock. He hadn't intended to get the third guy involved, but admired the way that Spencer went along with the flow when it happened.
He had fucked Spenser when they first got to the playground. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he had been followed out of the toilet block. Getting his cock sucked at that gloryhole was a hot scene, as was walking around the park naked. Having the cock sucker follow him out into the night and want to fuck around some more had gotten his cock hard pretty quickly. The idea of fucking a hot guy in the playground was a fantasy of Angelo's. He had walked through the playground and imagined guys bent over the equipment, or climbing the monkey bars, spreading their asses open for him to rim while standing up. Spreadeagled against the slide, or crouching down on the platform merry-go-round, with arms outstretched and asses ready to be fucked.
Getting four guys on the teeter-totter, fucking in pairs at either end, using the motion to ram their cock up their bottoms' asses, while watching the pair at the other end, was something Angelo had wanted to try. He did get Spenser to ride the teeter-totter, which had been hot as they both stroked their cocks while the rode up and down.
Spenser had climbed up one piece of equipment and stopped when his ass was at head height. Angelo gripped his hips and dove into his ass. They both moaned softly as they both got what they were looking for. Neither had had the courage to walk around the park naked before but were thoroughly enjoying the night. They had moved around the playground "testing out" all of the equipment and trying to find the best way to use it as a sex prop.
They had moved on to the old metal slide. The steel felt cool against Angelo's ass and back, but Spenser straddled him and sat down on his lap, bending in for another round of kissing. Lifting Spenser up, Angelo lined up his cock and impaled him as he sat down in his lap for more kissing. He was surprised at how readily Spenser played along with his suggestions, and how relaxed and connected they were given that they had just met and were out in the middle of the park.
Angelo was in no hurry to shoot his second load. The first had been amazing, just what he needed. The pent-up energy from the day and the anticipation of going to the park naked had him more worked up than he had thought. Well, that and the hot mouth on the other side of the gloryhole, focused on making his cock feel good. He loved the way the gloryhole concentrated his sexual energy, with the guys on each side of the stall wall focused on the same objective.
Out here in the park, the energy was different. There was less urgency but no less passion. They were sexual equals, both wanting to pleasure their partner and themselves.
They had stopped kissing but were still on the slide when Angelo noticed something in the shadows. Somehow, he knew not to overreact, that it was someone watching, and enjoying the scene. He kept Spenser focused on him. This would be a great test to see if he was as much of a sex hound as Angelo.
He could tell that Spenser was getting tired of this position, his legs starting to quiver from the awkward angle. Lifting him up, his cock slipped out of Spenser's ass and they both felt the cool breeze again on hot, sweaty skin. Spenser took a step back and was standing in front of Angelo. Sitting up he leaned forward and took Spenser's dripping cock in his mouth. It was completely coated in sweet, slick precum. His belly was covered in it too. He had never seen a guy leak precum like this before and was loving it.
When Spenser's cock was good and clean, and hard as a rock, he pulled off and motioned for Spenser to bend over and suck him again. He leaned back on his elbows giving him full access. Kneeling down, Spenser started sucking his cock again while Angelo ran his hands through his hair, gripping gently to set the pace.
Angelo looked up and saw that the guy who had been watching was now closer. He was naked too, wearing nothing but sneakers and a dirty grin. He was stroking his cock and licked his lips while looking at Spenser's ass. He had just watched Angelo fucking him, so he knew he was ready to go.
Angelo motioned him to come closer and join in, the guy stepped forward. Spenser was still unaware as Angelo's hands had covered his ears and all he could here was the incredibly obscene sounds of his sucking of Angelo's cock. The noise in his head was definitely adding to the sensation.
When the new guy was only a step away, Angelo took his hands off Spenser's ears and lifted him up off his cock to kiss him. He loved tasting his own precum while making out with the cock sucker who had gotten him so hard.
"I have a surprise for you," Angelo whispered, "and you are going to love it."
Spencer pulled back and looked quizzically at him.
"Don't worry. It's all good," Angelo responded, "just go with the flow and everything will be just fine."
A small nod from Angelo gave the new guy the permission he wanted. He kneeled down and aimed his cock at Spenser's hole. Lining it up carefully and ready for Spenser to jerk away if it was too much of a surprise.
"Mmmmmm, nice," Angelo said, "looks like you're ready for your surprise." With that the new guy leaned forward and started to slide his cock up Spenser's ass. He could feel the guy tense up as he started to enter but the guy getting sucked off seemed to have his friend under control.
Gripping Spenser's hips he slowly slid all the way in. Balls deep in one single motion. "Fuuuuuuuck," he whispered, "such a hot ass." Angelo nodded in agreement, watching the look on the guy's face as he watched his cock disappear into Spenser's ass. Holding for a moment with his pubes mashed against the hot ass in his hands, the guy waited for the ass wrapped around his cock to relax. It only took a few moments as the guy knew that Angelo had warmed him up already.
Sliding back about halfway out he spit on his cock, adding more lube. He slid in again and held, then shoved forward a bit more driving his cock in and driving Spenser down on Angelo's cock.
"Nice," whispered Angelo looking up at the guy, "love the way you run the show."
Taking that as permission the guy pulled back and shoved his cock in again, repeating the pause and thrust at the bottom of his stroke. With no resistance from either guy the was fucking or the hot guy getting sucked off, he repeated his stroke. This time he angled slightly, probing the depths of Spenser's ass. The strokes started to get a little faster, but each one continued to spit roast the hot guy skewered on their hard cocks.
Angelo continued to hold Spenser's head. He wanted the guy to fuck him and load up his ass without ever seeing his face. It was even more anonymous than the gloryhole. At least through the hole there was a chance of seeing who was feeding you cock and cum.
The pace grew slowly, set by the stranger ramming his cock up Spenser's ass. Gripping his hips, he mashed his cock in, grinding it, plunging in at different angles. The fucker took it all and kept sucking his buddy at the same time.
Angelo was watching the stranger in action. He loved seeing the ecstasy on his face mixed with determination and wonder as he abused Spenser's ass. The different emotions flickered across the guy's face, lit by the dim glow of the town's lights illuminating the clouds.
Angelo could tell they were on the way to orgasm. He could see the muscles tensing throughout the guy's body, how his focus had gone from watching the scene to concentrating on fucking the willing ass he was holding in front of him. His stance changed. Spreading his feet slightly and tilting his head forward he gave the impression of a massive bull ready to charge. Ready to gore.
Angelo held on to Spenser's head and shoulders, knowing how the next few minutes were going to unfold as the two of then used his holes for their single-minded pleasure.
The stranger's shoulders rolled back and his head titled back, mouth wide open in a silent scream. He was right on the edge, his cock had never felt harder or bigger, had never been buried in such a hot ass. He had hoped to get his rocks off in the park tonight, but this exceeded all expectations.
He felt himself heading over the edge. He wasn't leading the action anymore, just following his body's demands. Ramming his cock in the willing ass as deeply as it would go. Wanting it to shove in further and breed the guy deeper than anyone ever had.
His balls were pulled up tight and he knew his cockhead would be a bright angry red as his orgasm started. He felt the white hot cum pulse up from his body, through his cock and explode into the ass wrapped around him. The first volley would have shot three of four feet in the air, but instead blasted into Spenser's ass, coating it thoroughly.
The second and third blasts were almost as powerful dumping even more cum up Spenser's ass.
The cum lubed up his cock and the sensation changed. The slick ass became even slicker as the cum filled the hole and the guy's cock rammed in and out of the pool of cum he had deposited.
The sensation was wonderful. He kept pumping his cock into that hot, slick ass. Riding the edge of his orgasm and not wanting it to end. He knew it would, but this was such a fucking hot scene.
As he regained enough consciousness to look at his fuck buddies, he could tell that the guy getting sucked off was right at the edge too. Had enjoyed watching his buddy get fucked and wanted to add his load the mix.
Pressing his hands against Spenser's glistening back, he pushed down and forward, keeping Spenser fully impaled on the other guy's cock. He could see Angelo's body tense and he started bucking up into Spenser's mouth, obviously blasting his load into the other wet hole.
He could tell Angelo was struggling not to shout out, just as he had stifled the same desire. After several thrusts Angelo also started to relax, and the two guy's let Spenser come up for air. He panted several times before saying, "Fuck yeah... Fuck, fuck, fuck yeah... Man... Fuck, wow..." His ramblings were nearly incoherent. He obviously enjoyed the scene as much as they did.
Angelo held Spenser's head gently in his hands, lifting his head to look directly into his own. The stranger knew that his role was finished. This was not the opening to engage them both in conversation. He was a hard cock there to fill a hole and fill a fantasy.
He stepped back, which caught Angelo's attention. Breaking his contact with Spenser, he nodded slightly and winked at the stranger, who gently turned and disappeared back into the bushes.
Both Spenser and Angelo had been reliving last night's park fun as Angelo rimmed his ass. Looking up across the hairy mounds of Spenser's ass he could see his back and broad shoulders. Spenser's head was resting on his forearms, but the glistening muscles and the flexing as Angelo worked a finger up his ass told him he was very present and very ready to get fucked.
Angelo slapped Spenser's ass as he pulled away, pulled his knees forward and lined his cock head up with Spenser's abused and slick hole. In the morning light he could see Spenser's body more clearly than he had last night.
After the hot scene in the toilet block at the playground, Angelo had asked Spenser to come back to his place, whispering in his ear that he wanted to fuck his brains out somewhere a little more private. Spenser nodded and gestured for Angelo to lead the way. He was still recovering from the hot scene in the playground.
As both were naked except for their sneakers, there were few preliminaries at Angelo's house. It was only a few blocks and gave them both time to recover and get ready for round three. Walking through the park and the few blocks to Angelo's house was a new sensation for each of them. The thrill of doing something so out of the ordinary, something that would be hard to explain if they were caught, led to two other hard things, swinging back and forth leading them on to Angelo's place.
They grinned at each other as they walked along. Enjoying the view of each other's bodies in the dim light of the park and the brighter streetlights. They were both glistening from the exertion, glowing and glistening in the light, muscles flexing as they walked, turning them both on again.
As soon as they were in Angelo's house they kissed and grasped and shoved and moaned. Kicking off their sneakers Angelo danced them towards the bedroom and shoved Spenser back on the bed. He wanted to taste his hot ass now that it had been royally fucked and loaded with the stranger's cum. And as soon as he had gotten a good taste it would his turn to fuck that hot, hot ass.
Even though he had already shot two loads, Angelo was raring to go, and as soon as he tasted Spenser's ass, he growled an animal sound that turned them both on even more. The rough rimming quickly turned to rutting as Angelo add his spit to Spenser's ass and jumped into position to drive his throbbing cock into the hot, wet, sloppy hole.
Spenser was almost shoved across the bed as Angelo drove home. This fucker certainly knew how to use a hot bottom, and Spenser let go, allowing himself to be used even. He loved the anonymous gloryhole scene, and was rock hard while being spit roasted at the playground and was now just a mass of muscles and nerve endings enjoying Angelo's pounding.
Angelo tossed him further up the bed and got his on his side, sliding the top leg up and allowing him to drive his cock home while his balls rubbed against his inner thigh. This position never failed to get Angelo to the edge quickly. He spit on his hand and reached for Spenser's cock. He didn't have to worry about it being slick enough, Spenser's precum had leaked all over and he was good and slick.
Using Spenser's cock for leverage and control, Angelo pounded his ass while stroking his cock. They were both getting close to the edge. Spenser got their first, spewing shot after shot of hot cum out onto Angelo's wrist. His ass clamped down on the cock ramming filling his hole, sending Angelo over the edge too.
The two of them collapsed and lay panting in a sweaty pile of flesh, smelling of fresh cum.
They had both drifted off to sleep as soon as Angelo pulled the sheet over them. But no longer...
Angelo slapped his ass again and Spenser reacted almost immediately. Lifting his head and arching his back up, he pulled his ass forward to line up with the rock-hard cock right behind him. Angelo followed his motion and when Spenser's ass was in position he pushed forward and impaled Spenser. One smooth motion rammed his whole throbbing cock up Spenser's ass.
This time they were not out in the dark in a quiet public park, and both moaned out loud. Spenser's a satisfied moan as his ass filled with hard cock, and Angelo's a horny moan as the hot ass lips parted and his cock slid deep inside. It was as tight as Angelo remembered, and given the pounding the two of them had given him last night was surprisingly tight. When he hit bottom, he held position, waiting for Spenser to relax slightly and adjust to the massive intrusion. He didn't have to wait long – Spenser was a talented bottom and was dying to get fucked again by this hot man and his hot cock.
Gripping both hip bones for balance and leverage Angelo ground his crotch against Spenser's ass before pulling back an inch or two and bottoming out in Spenser's ass again. On each stroke Angelo pulled back a little more before pounding his throbbing cock back in. When he was sliding in and out the full length of his cock shaft, Angelo watched in wonder as Spenser's ass ring flared out around the flared head of his glans. Each time he saw that he stopped pulling and reversed in, ramming his cock down into Spenser.
Releasing his grip on Spenser's right hip, he reached around to stroke his cock. Spenser's ass tightened as his cock throbbed from Angelo's grip.
Tossing his head back as Angelo stroked caught them both off balance. Angelo pushed Spenser forward just as he tried to shove his cock through Angelo's fist and the two of them ended up flat on the bed with Angelo's full weight pressing down on Spenser's prone body.
The weight felt fantastic. The sweat-covered chest pressing into his back, the stubbly chin pressed between his shoulder and neck and Angelo's hot panting right at his ear all added to Spenser's arousal. He could feel Angelo's hairy legs pressing his together, almost enveloping him with is body. He felt safe and completely wild at the same time.
Thrusting his ass up to meet Angelo's humping action caused full body friction, friction that was offset by the layer of sweat between them.
Using his cock stuffed up Spenser's ass and his grip on Spenser's cock he rolled over to the left, then hefted Spenser on top of him. The roles were reversed now with Spenser's weight pressing Angelo into the mattress and sliding across his body.
Spenser reached behind his head and gripped Angelo's head, pulling them closer together, arching his back to get more of Angelo's cock inside. Their bodies made obscene noises as they pulled apart and squished together, erotic noises that drove them both wild.
Spenser's cock was pointing at the ceiling now. Angelo stroked it in opposition with his fucking motions, driving his hand down and his cock up almost as if he was trying to grip his own cock and stroke them as one. Angelo got good leverage with his feet and thrust up harder, bucking Spenser like a broncho riding a bull. The only thing that kept him from falling off was Angelo's grip on his cock.
Enjoying the slippery broncho ride was driving Spenser wild. He let out guttural sounds, punctuated by the thrusts beneath him. They were totally incoherent, nothing more than vocalizations.
"Uuuuuughhhhh... ohhhhhhhhhhh... aaaaaaaay... uuuuuuuuughhhhh," as he was tossed around.
Angelo stroked his cock with one hand while the other ran across Spenser's body, enjoying the slick hairy skin and the heat emanating from his buddy's body. Every few strokes he grabbed and twisted Spenser's nipple causing him to spasm and thrash.
They were both getting close to the edge, the sensory overload driving them crazy.
Spenser wanted Angelo to see him shoot his load over Angelo's chest at the same time that he unloaded up Spenser's ass. When Angelo released his tortured tit and ran his hand down his side, Spenser made a move and rotated on Angelo's cock. He didn't want to pull out. He wanted to stay connected.
Angelo realized what he was doing and released his grip on Spenser's cock, grabbing a leg and helping spin Spenser around. When he had rotated 180 degrees, Spenser lay with his shoulders on Angelo's shins. With better access Angelo used both hands to paw and stroke Spenser's cock and balls. He could tell by how tightly they were pulled up to his body that Spenser was close.
Spenser reached down and gripped Angelo's wrists. They both pulled and Spenser sat up on Angelo's cock, releasing some of the pressure pulling his cock down, but allowing Angelo to rub his prostate on each stroke.
Twisting one leg and then the other to get on his knees, Spenser straddled Angelo and looked him in the eyes. They were both enraptured by the other's gaze and connected on an even deeper level.
Each wanted to pleasure the other and receive pleasure. As Spenser leaned forward, sweat dripped off him onto Angelo's wet body. He used his hands to rub it all over Angelo's gorgeous body. He had rarely been this sympatico with a partner and was torn. He didn't want it to end, but he wanted to shoot all over this gorgeous man and take his load up his ass.
Grinding down on Angelo's cock while Angelo stroked him brought them to the point of no return.
A final thrust up into Spenser and Angelo growled as the cum blasted out of his cock, coating Spenser's chute. The growl and the rock-hard cock blasting in his ass set Spenser off. He shot wad after wad onto Angelo's body. The muscle contractions gripping Angelo's cock even tighter and adding to the sensations they were both feeling.
Thrust after thrust, spewing shot after shot, it seemed to go on for ages. After five or six volleys they both relaxed slightly.
Spenser had on the biggest shit-eating grin you could imagine. Angelo was also grinning and then started to laugh. Not a gentle chuckle, but a full body laugh. It was infectious and Spenser started to laugh too. The spasms of laughter milked a little more cum out of Angelo's cock and caused Spenser's to spit out a few more drops onto Angelo's hand.
Spenser rolled to the side, still laughing as Angelo's cock slid out with a wonderfully obscene pop, which set them off again. The stared into each other's eyes and caressed faces and chests while the laugher subsided. They had released all the tension and were now completely spent.
Spenser somehow summoned a little bit of energy and moved in to lick his cum off Angelo's chest. He loved licking up his cum off a hot chest. Angelo joined in, using his fingers to smear it around and push the cum towards Spenser's lips and tongue. Spenser then lifted his head and moved to kiss Angelo.
Their kiss was passionate, and honest. There was nothing left between them. They were truly naked and had bared themselves. They continued to kiss and caress as weariness overcame them and they both nodded off.