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Chance MeetingI had heard of this park just outside of Atlantic City. It appeared to be little used, and I was a bit skeptical that I would find anything really interesting about the place. There was a gate that kept any automobile traffic out. But there was a small side path that gave access to someone walking. It led down a couple hundred yards of winding sand road that eventually brought me out to a wide clearing along the bay. At one end of that clearing was a picnic table where a heavy old man, wearing only white shorts, was sitting. He apparently was eating his lunch and reading. It crossed my mind at this point that this might be my lucky day. It seemed odd to me that he was dressed solely in shorts. On second though, it was hot there next to the bay and there was only a light breeze that brought no coolness with it; so he was probably dressed appropriately. Yet, in the back of my mind I still saw the possibility of getting some cock to suck. The very thought of it made my dick stir in my shorts. As I passed by him he never looked up. His eyes were glued to the book on the table in front of him. I was tempted to wish him a good afternoon, but decided that he was preoccupied and wouldn’t want to be bothered. He was probably just enjoying a day in the quiet of the park away from any intrusion, reading a book during his lunch hour. As I passed him by, I glanced at his shorts thinking, is there any tell-tale evidence of a cock in those shorts, but I was disappointed in not seeing anything that piqued my interest. As a matter of fact, they appear to be a bit tight on him and he had quite a belly that overflowed the front of those shorts. Still, as I passed him I glanced back and caught a view of his crotch beneath the picnic table. His legs were spread wide, and there was a huge lump in his shorts that promised a nice sized cock and some huge testicles. He was still engrossed in the book he was reading, never looking up to watch me, at least not that I had caught him. I licked my lips wondering what that cock would feel like in my mouth. The lump between his legs was huge, and as i continued on my way I thought to myself, ’tis a shame. I shook my head, trying to rid my mind of the image of what I’d just seen. I was sure that some guys probably shouldn’t be wearing tight white shorts, even if they did show off a great package between his legs.I followed a path that led to the right along the bay front. It was quite open and provided a good view of the bay. What breeze there was hardly provided any respite from the heat of the day. I had read that the little beach at the end of the path was the launch point for various small sail boats. There was no one there that day, though I could see a single windsurfer about a mile up the bay to my right where I knew there was a hotel that also had a beach. I watched for several minutes as the windsurfer slowly worked their way back and forth, tacking across the light breeze. Nothing exciting there. My hand found its way inside the waistband of my shorts. Ah, yes, I thought, easy access. I wasn’t wearing any undies so my dick was free to move around in my shorts. I rubbed the head of my dick in the way that felt so good. I felt the first drops of pre-cum ooze out. I smiled to myself, and sighed loud enough that I wondered if the guy had heard me. If not him, maybe someone else had arrived who I had not yet seen. I stood there facing the bay rubbing myself, enjoying the feeling that was growing in my groin. I was hoping that some one would come along and make my day. I glanced down and saw a large wet spot had formed on the front of my tan shorts. I loved the look of it. It was something I always kept an eye out for on others when I was cruising. I suspect that others would appreciate the same thing when they came across it.I turned back towards the clearing hoping that the man was still there. My mind conjured up a vision of the same man sitting at the table stroking his dick in way of invitation. By the time I returned to the the wide clearing I discovered the picnic table was empty. The old man had probably finished his lunch and had other things to do. I was disappointed, to say the least. I decided to continue onto another path that led off to the remains of an old wharf. The path ran around a central marsh area surrounded by high dense reeds that hid the path from view of the clearing. I was no more than fifty feet along the path where it took a bend that led to and even more densely hidden area. There he was, standing in the middle of the path. He was stroking his semi-erect piece of meat. This brought me to an immediate stop as I starred at the sight, my mouth agape. I licked my lips knowing full well that I wanted that dick in my mouth. I wanted his cum load. I needed his cum load. Once I managed to take my eyes off his dick I saw that he was motioning to me. It was all the encouragement I needed. As I walked closer to him I could feel the stirring in my groin and I felt the pre-cum oozing out of my dick as it quickly became fully erect, tenting my shorts as much as my six-inches of hard cock was capable.Without any hesitation I dropped to my knees in front of him pulled his shorts all the way down. I moistened my lips in anticipation. I cupped his huge balls in my hand and proceeded to lick and kiss under them and all around until I reached his thick semi-erect cock. I licked my lips again, and let that gorgeous piece of meat slide between my lips and into my mouth. God…it felt so good. A fat soft tube of raw meat that filed my mouth. My head bobbed up and down on his cock. It slowly extended further and further into my mouth and down my throat as his erection came on in full. His hard member was now buried up to his balls in my throat. I felt his pubic hair against my upper lip and my nose. I worked my throat around his cock, milking it and feeling its hardness. His hands moved to the back of my head and held me there as his hips began to move back and forth, forcing his cock in as deep as he could to fuck my mouth and my throat. I knew that his cock had grown to at least eight-inches and was a good inch-and-a-half thick because every time his pubic hair mashed into my face I was gagging on that marvelous cock. His hands wouldn’t permit me to pull away so I knew I was just going to have to persevere. My eyes were watering from the intrusion into my throat. I was loving every second of it, even as my face was being vigorously fucked. I managed to get a few breaths through my nose which allowed me to continue with the throat fucking. I was gagging on the full length of it as it bottomed out. I could tell he was enjoying the noises I was making as he kept up a flow of words encouraging me to take all of his dick, bragging on how big his cock was and how it was making me gag. Finally, he slowed down a bit, and I was able to catch my breath, I looked up at him with gratitude for the face-fucking he was giving me. He pulled out of my mouth for a moment, bent over and kissed me hard on my mouth, his tongue exploring my mouth as I returned his kisses with my own tongue that intertwined with his. When our mouths separated, I managed to pull down my own shorts, stepped out of them, and tossed them to the side. My six-inches of hard fuck meat was now hanging free, and I began stroking.He said, “Open your mouth and get ready for my cock again. I’m not done with it yet.”I knelt there masturbating my cock, my mouth wide open waiting for his dick to begin fucking my face again. He looked down at me saying, “Good boy.” With that he began rubbing his cock all over my face. I was hoping that he would be generous and give my face a nice cum bath. But he wasn’t ready to cum yet and finally slid his hard member into my waiting mouth. I couldn’t help but smile as best I could with his cock spreading my lips and now plowing my mouth and down into my throat once more.I’m not sure how long that cock continued to plummet my throat, it seemed to go on forever. Did this guy have any limits? I began to believe that he was a superman with a cock to match. I could feel an ache in my throat that was pure pleasure. Finally, drove his cock deep down my throat and held my head steady with his hands, not letting me pull off from his cock. I was gagging and coughing around his hard cock and was feeling light headed from the lack of air reaching my lungs. It seemed forever before he pulled his cock out of my mouth, long strands of saliva and cock juice hung between his dick and my lips. I picked them off with a finger and fed them to myself. I thought that he was done. Perhaps he had cum down my throat which is always a bit of a disappointment since I don’t get to taste it. “Did you cum?” I asked. “Not yet, you cum slut.”His cock was still rock hard and stood straight out beneath his belly. He turned around, bent over, and pulled apart his fat ass cheeks revealing a wide open rosebud that glistened with wetness.In a low growl he said, “Eat my ass, faggot.” I looked at his spreading ass cheeks and his lovely asshole. Even in those few moments I saw his anus expand to a nice rosebud. I could see he was bearing down, making it opening up even more, making it ready for my tongue. I couldn’t resist any longer. I Immediately moved in, shoving my tongue as far into his hole that I could. It was wet and warm. It tasted musky, but I continued to suck, lick, and probe that wonderful rosebud. The longer I worked on it with my tongue the wider it spread, a welcoming sign. I was sucking on his asshole, trying to get in there as far as I could. I didn’t care that it was obvious he had not cleaned himself very well. It just made me slurp and lick his hole all that much more. I continued to eat out his asshole until my jaws were aching. In desperation, I dove in one more time. I had my face buried deep between his spread cheeks. My tongue dipped in deeply, seeking to reach in as far as I could. I gave his hole a final deep licking and deposited a mouthful of saliva and ass juice into his hole. I had to stop. My tongue and my jaws were so very tired. I stuck two finger up his asshole and finger fucked him. Finding how easily the two went in, I jammed a third finger in and continued to give his asshole a good probing.His ass was grinding on my fingers, when he said, “Fuck me.”I gave his asshole several more pumps with my fingers, pulled them out of his hole and stuck them into my mouth where I savored what had been on them. This brought a moan from deep down that said how good it was. I stood up behind him. He dropped to his knees and presented his raised ass to me. He wiggled his ass, and pulled apart his ass cheeks with his hands. “Come on man. My asshole is waiting for you.” I stroked my dick a couple time, spit into my palm to lube my cock. I looked at his now wide open asshole, and placed the head of my dick into the middle of his rosebud. I drove my dick in until my balls slapped against him. He wiggled his ass a little, moaned, and said, “Oh, YES. Fuck ME!”I grabbed his hips with my hands and drove my cock into him again and again. I felt the heat of his body surrounding my fuck meat as it slid easily in and out of his asshole. My belly slapped agains his ass cheeks as I pile drove into his ass. I ground deep inside him groaning and commenting on how good his hot ass felt around my cock. Both our bodies were swathed in sweat and my face was dripping. He was moaning loudly, urging me on with my every thrust. I reached around to grab his cock and stroked it. My fingers were wet with sweat and pre-cum as I stroked his gorgeous manhood. My cock was sliding in and out easily.“You’ve got a well used asshole, my dear. I can only imaging how many cocks have found there way into your ass.”“Lots. Now shut up and fuck me.”With every stroke I could feel the knob of his prostate on my cock head. Pre-cum was leaking from his cock head in a near stream as every stroke of my cock massaged his prostate. It wasn’t long before I could feel the tension in my groin as an explosive ejaculation was building within me. A final deep plunge into his ass and my cock was pulsing jet after jet of hot cum deep into his fundament. It was several moment before the last of my load was pumped into this asshole. Cum was beginning to ooze out of his ass around my still hard cock. I rested for several minutes with my cock bathed in my cum and his ass juice. The heat of his asshole felt so warm and comforting as I started to loose my erection. I slowly pulled out. My cock was followed immediately by a gush of cum and ass juices that rolled down his balls and splattered on his legs and the ground.“My turn,” he said as he stood.My cum load continuing to spill down his legs. He bent me over, reached back to his own ass and retrieved some of the dripping cum that continued to ooze out. He rubbed it on his cock and then my ass. His eight-inch cock was quickly pushed into my hole making me grunt with the pressure of it as it spread my hole ever wider. God, it felt so damn good. I grunted with pleasure as his motion became faster and faster driving into my ass with a vengeance. Every time he rammed it all the way in, it made my innards jump. I looked back at his sweat covered face, and smiled. “Come on old man, harder, fuck me harder. I can take it.”The pounding his cock head was giving me was superb as it drove deep inside me driving me nuts. My prostate was being massaged with every thrust and soon my cock was dripping again. Not wanting to waste any, I gathered each drop with a finger and licked it off. Oh, it tasted good. I wanted more. But more than that, I wanted to taste his cum. I wanted it all.“I want ya to cum in my mouth,” I said. “All in good time, my friend. I want your faggot cunt now.”He continued to pound my ass with his fuck-stick for what seemed like forever. It was making me wonder, was he ever going to cum? My asshole was being to hurt as he worked feverishly to give me the best fuck I’d had in a long time. Finally…, his pounding increased to a faster pace. His belly was slapping my ass cheeks hard and harder. I knew he was getting close. “Oh, God, yes….I want your cum. Give me your cum!”In the next instant his cock was gone from my ass and was entering my mouth. I could taste my ass juice on his cock. I loved it. He gave two quick lunges, driving his cock deep down my throat. Then he pulled out enough so just two or three inches of his dick were still in my mouth. I could feel the telltale engorgement of his cock that said he was about to cum. Then there was a long guttural moan as he unleashed his ejaculate into my mouth. My God, there was so much of it. Cum filled my mouth and I swallowed as quickly as I could trying not to miss a single drop of his nectar. It tasted so good. I felt at least a half dozen squirts of hot cum, each blast of cum was strong enough to hit the back of my throat and fill my mouth. Each time there was an anguished moan that accompanied the glorious creamy spurting ejaculate. I responded with a moan of my own as the huge load filled my mouth again and again.I managed to swallow every last bit of his cum load. Then, when he finally pulled his shrinking dick out of my mouth there were still droplets of cum that continued to ooze out of his piss hole. I greedily licked them up before they could be lost.“God, you’re good,” he said. “There’s not many guys who can take all of my load.”“My pleasure. Believe me. Damn, but there was a lot and you taste so good. Thanks.”“No. Thank you.”For the first time, I saw a smile cross his face when he said, “I’m here just about every day. There don’t seem to be all that many guys who know about this place. Your my first in over a week.” I thought for only a millisecond before I said, “I’ll be back tomorrow.”He retrieve his shorts and handed me mine.“I’ll be here.”With that we parted. He headed back to the picnic bench and I headed to my car. Just before turning a bend that would have taken me out of sight, a young man walking past me heading towards the table and the old man. The young man’s hand was in his shorts getting himself ready for what he had come for. I smiled to myself thinking…sloppy seconds for you my friend.

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