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A few years ago I was visiting in a new city. I had been asked to go, spend a couple months there with a client so, without a chance to really study the city, I picked a corporate apartment. I found the place online and rented it on a couple pictures and a description alone.
I drove the six hundred miles to the city the Friday before my assignment began and got settled into my apartment. I had specifically picked this place for the park. It would give me a great place to spend weekends and ride my bike. It was also not far off the interstate and close enough to the client's office that I could bicycle to work. The place was great! It had huge windows looking west across the big city park, and a humongous balcony for passing those warm summer evenings! I spent the first day unpacking and settling in. It was a pleasant day, a bit warm, but breezy and a ride in the park sounded great! The park, it turned out was a lovely, wide and wooded with paths through the woods connecting the baseball fields on one side with the picnic grounds on the other. There were also a number of roads that ran around the perimeter of the park. They were a couple concentric rings; the innermost one weaving its way along in and out of the trees. The best part was that all the internal roads to the park were saved for pedestrians and cyclists. As evening approached, I headed home to catch-up on my paperwork. About nine, I put on my trunks and headed out to the pool, on the roof of the third floor of the parking structure, it overlooked the tops of the trees in the park. The water was wonderful! On Saturday afternoon, I decided that I would try-out a restaurant that I had noticed that morning on my bike ride. It had no place to park my bike so I headed off on foot, crossing the park just before sunset. The paths were natural, so they would be a bit difficult to see, but there was a full moon rising so I was sure I would have little problem. On my way home, I made a wrong turning on the path and ended up in a large clearing… It may have been a baseball diamond, but it was more likely the picnic grounds. I was all turned around. As I retraced my steps into the woods, I heard them. There in a small gap between the start of the woods and a hedgerow were about half-a-dozen guys all naked and going at it. One was on his knees sucking off two others who stood nearby, one was fucking another as he leaned over the back of a park bench, and the last was jacking off slowly as he watched. I snuck a bit closer for a better view and as I did, one of the guys who was getting sucked motioned me over. As I approached, he put his finger to his lips to encourage me to keep silent, but he then grabbed the crotch of my jeans and pulled me closer. My getting lost on the way home, forgotten, I stepped closer. He started massaging me through my jeans and planted a hard, deep kiss on me! I love it when a guy kisses! I then felt a second pair of hands on me. They undid my zipper and pulled out my growing cock. My new friend and I kept kissing and feeling each other while the newcomer down below pushed my jeans and my pants down. He started sucking both of us simultaneously. I then felt a second mouth join the first. The two tag-teamed both of us as we stood there kissing. It was amazing. It seemed to go on for hours, but I am sure it was more like twenty minutes. After we both had shot our loads, the guy who had motioned me over whispered "I saw you move in yesterday. Welcome to the neighborhood!" I stared at his face in the moonlight; he did look vaguely familiar. I would get to know him a lot better over the next few weeks, but those are stories for another time. It was my first outdoor/public place experience and it spoiled me! I love being out-of-doors!
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I flew into NYC JFK last week and as I idly looked out the window during the landing descent I recognized the George Washington Bridge and thought about this story. I looked for the park on the Jersey side and knew that there probably were guys down there getting it on right then.
Nice stories, YGHL. Looking forward to reading more.
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I agree. I've been playing in parks for over 35 years. I'm only 51 now so do the math. In that time, I've played with hundreds of guys and a few chicks - in all kinds of weather. During on particularly snowy day, I interrupted one run on a park trail to join two guys who were playing with each other. Before it was over, my spandex running tights were peeled off my sweaty ass as I bent over for one guy while sucking the other. I came from the reach around I got from fucker.
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In most major European cities, the park scene is part of your usual cruising plan.
A dude would start his evening by somewhat innocent looking bar-hopping in the local gayhood. This is where you socialize, exchange gossip, network, and possibly meet up a few new dudes for friendship and more. Once you put those preliminaries of the evening behind you, you'd go for a bit of zestier entertainment as in bars/clubs with backrooms, private cabins, etc. Reasonably comfy and safe, those places are ideal for what they promise: quick, possibly satisfying, NSA sex. Experienced cruisers know how to read each other. Few glances usually suffice, and the play is on. A good top dude would have his 'admirers' who would always accept his offer to suck him or to get fucked by him. They would also let him look around and hook up with the 'new' guy or two - possibly a tourist or a visitor, or an even genuinely new face who moved into the hood. A guy who still has it, then, carries on to one of the popular parks for some early morning fun in the bushes. Persistence usually pays off. A dude who would not get on his knees or bend over as the the case may be in one of the backrooms, coz he was too sexy, too hot or whatever (in his own eyes) knew that the park was his last chance to get laid on that night. Most guys scored... And some guys are park aficionados only. They may not like the backrooms, bars, clubs, guys talking and openly socializing. Or they may not be happy to spend a few euros at any of these places. A few also said that they feared being seen by someone they knew either entering or leaving a gay bar... Like many of us here agree, every dude is a story for himself. Yet, your typical gay cruiser's life would be almost unimaginable without those amazing encounters under the trees, in the bushes, with other dudes looking, passing, joining or re-joining the developing action. KD
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Casual Sex in Parks
I cruise a local park in the SFV especially when I'm eager for cock. Although I crossdress from time-to-time, I'm usually in boi mode, sometimes I wear panties, but its mostly just jeans with no underwear. Cruising allows me to be versatile in that I will gladly go down on anyone that wants his cock sucked, I occasionally bareback too. I find that after two or three days of cruising and getting guys off, I like fucking a tight hole. Last edited by gigboy; 23rd March 2018 at 05:57 PM. Reason: grammer
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It's been so humid lately. Too hot to cruise my fav park spot. It cooled a little. I was horny. Cruised a SFV park around 7:30 pmI went down on a fat thick cock yesterday evening. He was a 40's+ stocky latino. I found him in under the trees, masturbating. He waved me over. I played with his cock dripping with precum. I got on my knees and suck his cock until he ejaculated, moaning. I swallowed (as always). I waited around to play more. Got too dark. (the park closes at night). I left happy but still horny. Wanna go back later this week (Fri/Sat/Sun).
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Just got back from cruising the park this morning. I woke up early this morning, horny, thinking about cock. I wanted cock today. Got there around 8 am. I hooked up soon after arriving. Met a guy stroking by some trees. I walked toward him, grabbed his cock, stroke him a little, then got of my knees and sucked him off. Within about 15 mins, I was cruised by someone. Wasn't sure about him. But, he followed my into some bushes. He approached me with his zipper opened. I reached in and played with his cock. He played wit me. He got hard fast. I ended up of my knees servicing with my mouth ... after that I hung out a little and split since I ended up being the only one there. So, I left.
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