The First Meeting!
We first met early one morning at a fast food chain. We each had something to drink while we chatted and got familiar with one another. It didn’t take long for us to feel comfortable with each other, and soon we discovered a few things in common. After about thirty minutes, we decided to take a short drive out to a local park to formally introduce ourselves.
Being somewhat new to the area, I followed him to the park. Once we arrived, I pulled in alongside of him, and parked. I got into the passenger side of his vehicle and made myself comfortable. We exchanged a few comments about the park, and the lack of others visitors. It was only us, and the grounds keeper at the park that morning.
He leaned his seat back and began making himself comfortable. I asked him if he minded my hand on his thigh. He quickly responded with “help yourself.” I slowly moved my hand over and began lightly sliding it up and down his thigh. He had on a pair of shorts made of a thin satin like material. As we continued to talk, I slowly moved my hand over to his crotch. He had a nice bulge growing, and I softly touched him. I could feel him begin to grow and harden through the thin material. I touched and felt his now hard cock, and fondled him for several minutes.
His breathing was getting heavy by now. I looked him in the eye, and asked, “May I place my hand inside your shorts?” He nodded his head in favor, and I slowly slipped in the hand that had been fondling him. It was warm inside. His cock was extremely hard, and very thick. I closed my eyes and continued to feel and fondle him. It was like all five senses were in my fingertips, exploring his cock in earnest. As I lightly touched him, I became familiar with his girth. His cock was very thick, by far the thickest I had ever touched before. It was so ridged, and rock hard, much like holding a piece of granite. Its head was huge, yet soft and pliable in my fingertips. I imagined how it would look once I got it uncovered.
By now, he was breathing very heavy. I asked him, can we take it out? He mumbled, “Yes,” and I reached over with my other hand and pulled his shorts down. He had a beautiful cock. It was much thicker than I had imagined. Its head was larger too. At first sight, I wanted to impale myself on his thick cock, throat first. But, choose to wait, and pace myself. Saving that activity for another day. Somehow, I knew it wouldn’t be long, and I would eventually have his thick cock stuffed into my mouth.
My heart was pounding. My head reeling with excitement. Adrenalin racing through my entire body as I fondled his thick cock. The experience I was feeling, was like the first time I kissed a girl. Or, the feeling that came over me the first time I felt the neighbor’s firm breasts. Touching and seeing his cock made me dizzy with excitement and drunk with lust.
I began stroking his cock. I listened to his breathing, then found a comfortable pace, and rhythm which he responded to. His eyes were rolled back, his body arched back pushing his cock into my hand deeper. I knew it wouldn’t be long. He tensed up and moaned loudly. I continued with the frantic pace. Without stopping, I reached out my free hand and caught his manly goo. He came a huge amount. Filling my open, willing, and waiting hand.
I continued to fondle his cock. Selfish like, not wanting to stop. Seeking as much of his beautiful thick cock as possible. He regained his composure, and adjusted himself in the seat. I used the napkins I brought along to clean his crotch, and the mess he had made in my hand.
I unzipped my jeans, and let out my cock. He placed his cold hand in my lap. Fondled me for a minute, or two, before the grounds keeper arrived nearby. We decided to wait for another day to play. We went our separate ways that morning. I did go home and play that day…. Thinking the whole time, about how nice his cock felt in my hand.
Being somewhat new to the area, I followed him to the park. Once we arrived, I pulled in alongside of him, and parked. I got into the passenger side of his vehicle and made myself comfortable. We exchanged a few comments about the park, and the lack of others visitors. It was only us, and the grounds keeper at the park that morning.
He leaned his seat back and began making himself comfortable. I asked him if he minded my hand on his thigh. He quickly responded with “help yourself.” I slowly moved my hand over and began lightly sliding it up and down his thigh. He had on a pair of shorts made of a thin satin like material. As we continued to talk, I slowly moved my hand over to his crotch. He had a nice bulge growing, and I softly touched him. I could feel him begin to grow and harden through the thin material. I touched and felt his now hard cock, and fondled him for several minutes.
His breathing was getting heavy by now. I looked him in the eye, and asked, “May I place my hand inside your shorts?” He nodded his head in favor, and I slowly slipped in the hand that had been fondling him. It was warm inside. His cock was extremely hard, and very thick. I closed my eyes and continued to feel and fondle him. It was like all five senses were in my fingertips, exploring his cock in earnest. As I lightly touched him, I became familiar with his girth. His cock was very thick, by far the thickest I had ever touched before. It was so ridged, and rock hard, much like holding a piece of granite. Its head was huge, yet soft and pliable in my fingertips. I imagined how it would look once I got it uncovered.
By now, he was breathing very heavy. I asked him, can we take it out? He mumbled, “Yes,” and I reached over with my other hand and pulled his shorts down. He had a beautiful cock. It was much thicker than I had imagined. Its head was larger too. At first sight, I wanted to impale myself on his thick cock, throat first. But, choose to wait, and pace myself. Saving that activity for another day. Somehow, I knew it wouldn’t be long, and I would eventually have his thick cock stuffed into my mouth.
My heart was pounding. My head reeling with excitement. Adrenalin racing through my entire body as I fondled his thick cock. The experience I was feeling, was like the first time I kissed a girl. Or, the feeling that came over me the first time I felt the neighbor’s firm breasts. Touching and seeing his cock made me dizzy with excitement and drunk with lust.
I began stroking his cock. I listened to his breathing, then found a comfortable pace, and rhythm which he responded to. His eyes were rolled back, his body arched back pushing his cock into my hand deeper. I knew it wouldn’t be long. He tensed up and moaned loudly. I continued with the frantic pace. Without stopping, I reached out my free hand and caught his manly goo. He came a huge amount. Filling my open, willing, and waiting hand.
I continued to fondle his cock. Selfish like, not wanting to stop. Seeking as much of his beautiful thick cock as possible. He regained his composure, and adjusted himself in the seat. I used the napkins I brought along to clean his crotch, and the mess he had made in my hand.
I unzipped my jeans, and let out my cock. He placed his cold hand in my lap. Fondled me for a minute, or two, before the grounds keeper arrived nearby. We decided to wait for another day to play. We went our separate ways that morning. I did go home and play that day…. Thinking the whole time, about how nice his cock felt in my hand.
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