Carmelo

One evening, as I do many evenings, I do what I call a little picnic. I get some food, go to a park like area, sit on a bench and eat the food. As I did that once a man passed by and sat at a nearby bench. Nothing noteworthy as such. As the time passed and the sun went down I saw that he was still there, sitting back with legs outstretched. Something about the situation made my mind wander. I wondered what he was doing just sitting there quietly and motionless.

I began to imagine a fantasy of seduction. What if I said to myself? What if he was thinking about sex and masturbation there in the twilight? I began to consider the same myself. How could I get something going I asked myself? What could I possibly do? Then it came to me. What I did was stand up and face my rear toward him. I bent over leaning down to the objects on the bench. I pretended to be doing something. Anything, just so that I was bent over with my rear turned toward him. I stole glances from the corner of my eye but really couldn't tell if he peeked or not.

I began to feel bold and so being that my jeans were somewhat loose I let them ride back a bit exposing the tops of my buttocks. I placed one hand upon my ass emphasizing the view. I began to get excited and became so bold that I actually let the jeans slide off to the backs of my thighs and bent all the way down. If he saw that he would have to know I was tempting the devil himself with that pose.

The moment of truth arrived for me and I knew that I must do something. I composed myself and gathered my belongings and walked up the walk to where he was. As I approached him I said hello. He didn't appear to speak English. I said Hola. He replied. I said bueno la noche. He nodded si. I asked possible me aqui and motioned to the bench. He nodded and uttered si.

I introduced myself and he did as well his name being Carmelo. He told me that he lived and worked in a nearby restaurant. Interesting I thought as I observed his handsome looks. I wondered if he might have been touching himself but it didn't seem as if he was erect inside his trousers. I made small talk about where he was from, what work he did, and matters like family, all in rather weak and broken Spanish. He seemed receptive and talkative.

With my curiosity and boldness rising I wondered more about him and so began to ask some more questions. I asked, en la restaurant, mucho muchacha? He said no, poquito. I then asked, mucho muchacho? He said si. Ah I said. I said, dia, many muchacha y muchacha en amor. He said si. I also said, dia, mucho muchacho y muchacho en amor y el sexo. He said si. I asked, es ok por muchacha y muchacha el sexo? He said si. Then my heart began to pound. I knew what the next question would imply but I went ahead anyway. I asked, es ok por muchacho y muchacho el sexo? He said si. I was amazed! He said that it was also ok for a man to have sex with a man!

I paused for what seemed like a long moment. The next move was the one that would be something I never had attempted before nor even dreamed of before. I was trembling inside beyond imagination! I asked, es ok por tu el sexo con muchacho? He said..... si. I asked si? He said again... si. This was it. I asked him, while looking at his penis and reaching out my hand, tu pinga por me es ok? He said si. I motioned my hand toward his penis and beckoned for him to take it out for me. He reached down to his zipper, opened it, and took out a delightfully semi-erect penis of excellent thickness and size.

I was in amazement. I had approached a stranger and with some conversation now had his penis out in full view and glory. The sensations I felt and the skill and mental prowess at seduction that I felt were incredible. This could only happen in books I thought and here I made it all come true for me.

I reached for the penis, heck, let me be frank, I wanted to touch the cock. His cock. This handsome Latin man that didn't even speak any English and me with the broken Spanish. It felt marvelous. He grunted as I squeezed it with my hand pulling on it and getting it further out of his pants. Pulling on the shaft making it get longer and harder. He grunted a couple of times. I asked es ok? Ha said si, si. No problems at all. He watched me play with it and accommodated my efforts by shifting position as needed. I opened his pants more so I could get better access and to cup his balls as well. This was amazing and absolutely incredible! I managed to get this strangers cock and balls in my hands with so little effort.

As I proceeded he demonstrated nervousness with cars passing by and getting caught. I coaxed him onward by saying es ok, es ok. I was watching. I reached into my bag telling him momento, momento, sliding my hands effortlessly in the air hoping to communicate to him that I had some lubricant in my bag. I found it in the dim night light descending upon us and moistened my fingers with it. Applying it to his penis I moaned in delight and he grunted in sequence. I smiled at the scenario and the quickly hardening cock in my hand.

I was becoming rather excited and wanted more of his cock. I didn't know whether I should go down and begin sucking it or lower my pants and sit on it. I just wanted to feel it in me somewhere and get this going. I wanted to suck and be fucked. I continued to stroke it to its full erect state and it glistened in the night light from the lubricant. He continued to grunt in rhythm with my stroking. He was very apprehensive about getting caught since he was new here. He didn't want any trouble. I nodded yes but was obsessed with this lovely cock in my grasp and didn't want any interruptions. However, I did have my wits about me and concurred.

I asked him tu pinga me coolo? He said si si, condom, condom? I replied si, si. He motioned toward the wooded area. He wanted to take me in there and fuck me in the ass. I looked toward the treed area and trembled, imagining myself bent over with this handsome Latin pounding his cock in and out of me. It was incredible to consider but it was just sundown and still a bit busy in the area. In my broken Spanish I attempted to make a date with him for later on that night. He seemed to understand it but it also seemed rather uncertain if he did. I had no real way of knowing if he understood me.

That night I was afraid of going and so didn't. I did see him twice after that in the area during normal hours and conditions and he was trying to get himself in front of me for me to notice him but I feigned ignorance of our previous interlude. I am certain this discouraged him greatly and disappointed him as well but caution had to prevail. I never saw him again since then but as recent as yesterday I wandered near the restaurant hoping to see him again. I think that I'll continue to see if he's around anymore and I know that if I do see him I will wink and walk into the wooded area for what I am sure will be a fantastic sucking and fucking that neither of us will ever forget!

Well, after some time I did encounter him again. I was visiting a newly constructed park and was watching a video clip of a woman sucking and I heard something behind me. It was him walking up to me quite cautiously. I said hello and welcomed him to sit with me but I covered the movie. We were both straddling the picnic bench facing each other. I let him see what I was watching and he raised his eyebrows. I reached forward and felt his penis through his pants and he began to open his zipper. There wasn't a moments hesitation that we were going to have some form of sex that night. I took the cock out and massaged the balls a bit. He moaned. I took out some lube and greased him very well. I continued to jerk the cock but soon he came and that was it. He left to go to sleep and I gathered myself and left.

I returned the following night. He was there shortly and I think he was watching for me. I experienced eager anticipation all day that day and knew that there was going to be more. There was. I knew I wanted him in my mouth and indicated that he go into the men's room that I'd be in there in a minute. He was peeing when I entered and he turned to face me dutifully. I washed the cock and balls thoroughly with him moaning a bit while I did it. After I was done I knelt on one knee and began to suck the cock. He was moaning so much that I felt he might cum too quickly and so stopped. I motioned to him to put his pants back on and come with me.

I led him to the backmost area of the park to a swinging bench and tree. Behind the tree it was quite dark and private. I felt his cock and stroked it until it was to a full hardness. It didn't take much time at all. He sat down on the bench and I sat down on him. It seemed a bit awkward being that the bench wasn't stationary so I motioned him up and to stand behind the tree. He did and then I bent over in front of him. Well that was all it took because he immediately grabbed my hips and began to stick it at me but he wasn't hitting the spot so I guided it for him and when the head found home he plunged it forward and inward. I wiggled on it to permit it to ease itself in. he seemed liked he was becoming feverish and puffing and panting. Putting it in my ass was getting him very, very excited.

It began to slide in. I felt wonderful feeling it finally going into me and he was grabbing at me. First my hips and then he reached up fully grabbing my chest and squeezing at my breasts. He also grabbed my mid-torso and then back to the hips. He was fucking away at me furiously. I felt a forceful and deep thrust and then a strong exhalation from his nostrils and a stiffening of his body. He shot his load and although he was wearing a condom it still was inside me. I was delighted. He finally fucked me in the ass. However, it was very, very quick and of short duration and I still felt a little bit cheated that I still had not been fucked properly in the ass by any man yet.

He asked me for tissues, let the condom drop to the ground, cleaned his cock, and pulled his pants up. He did that as quickly as he came. A real lover huh? We parted company for the night.

The following night it was more of the same but this time I took him to a wooded area nearby. He wanted to be sucked and I liked that and asked him if it was ok if I sucked his cock with a condom on. He said yes. He entered the woods first and I followed soon after. He was going deep into the darkness which I really didn't want to do. All we needed was cover so I asked him back a bit which he did. A man in heat is very obedient I discovered. Until he gets his load off he seems to be very willing to do my bidding.

I slid his pants off and stroked him to a near hardness. I took the condom out of its wrapper and slid it on as far as the base. I placed a folded towel on the ground to cushion my knee and knelt on one of them. I took the cock into my mouth and began to suck on it with long and slow and deep sucking strokes. He moaned and moaned. He loved getting it sucked. I did that for a while and I thought he shot his load so I asked him "Finito?" but he said no.

With that, I immediately got my lubrication out and got things ready and bent over in front of him. He needed no coaxing with that, took my hips and began to thrust. He wasn't very good at finding the spot so I guided him. As soon as the head entered he thrust forward a few times burying it completely inside me. It felt great. It was sliding nicely in and out. My head was down near my knees and my ass was up there to receive him.

The surroundings were wonderful. A wooded area with some light passing through the tree limbs, enough to allow seeing what was going on, for me anyway, not for the public but imagine though? Someone driving by and seeing my white creamy ass up in the air, me all bent over and a nice man pushing himself in and out of me in the shadows? Well, once again he finished much too quickly to suit me. He was a regular baboon that way. Not too many thrusts and bingo, he dropped his load. Oh well. We cleaned up and went on our respective ways but not before he screwed things up real good. He asked for money, in fact he was demanding it. He said, "dinero, comida." I said I had none but he was insistent. He walked away saying "No dinero, no sexo." I also walked away knowing that here was another man that just couldn't enjoy what we had but had to screw it up with his masculine arrogance and stubbornness.

At this point I have seen him around, simply say hello and how are you, but the last couple of times I have ignored him. Let him eat cake.

Update: he has passed me a number of times now and made an attempt to speak to me and I completely ignore him. I see that he watches me walk by so now he knows that he screwed it up. If he doesn't he's just a man, an idiot.