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The Skate Park--Jamie
Sitting on the picnic table at the skate park one day, just struck up a conversation with this dude that I had not seen before. Guess I was “feeling him out”. As one of the regulars, at 19, me and a few of my buds kinda looked out for the younger k**s, making sure nobody came in and started fuckin with them.
Im telling “Jamie” that I was kinda like the “ruler” of the park. He ask me “ya, how is that”?
Well, as one of the oldest, and more experienced boarders, me and my buds took care of the park—and enforced the “rules”. “So you dont work for the city”? Naa, but I pull it off pretty good. Couple of cops know Im out here a lot, so they kewl with it. “So what kinda rules we talking about”? I explain that it's mostly simple common sense stuff---dont fuck with the little k**s, no making fun of other k**s—every body gotta learn, no fighting—unless it's me, and no dope. We also make sure that all the k**s got protection gear. If they don't , or can't afford it—we get it for them. “Ya, but I just saw you and a couple of dudes sharing a joint”. “Ya, we might get a buzz from time to time, but we stay outta sight. Mostly the rule is to guard the younger k**s, and to keep dudes out that come in trying to get them hooked”
We had gone this far and Jamie finally asked me my name. I grabbed his hand in a shake and told him Matt. He replied “Matt Dillon ? From Centerfield High”? “Ya dawg, that's me”. Jamie went on with “So you the bad ass quarter back that took us to the championship”? “Yup, that's me” “damm dawg—you know I always heard another rep about you too” “Ya what was that “? I already knew where he was going, but I was gonna make him say it—just to see what was really up. “I heard you had the biggest dick at school” “well ya, as far as anybody knows. I never got challenged on it”. Jamie appears excited now---I could always peg them, and then says “So what are we talking about here “? “It's 10” hard dawg, and hang soft about 7 1/2”. “OMG dude, that's like a horse”! I reply, “well, maybe a pony”, kinda chucklin. Jamie goes on with “you one lucky white boy” I reply with “Ya, and that's just the start”. Intrigued now Jamie asks “ya, what else you mean”? “Well, check out these hairy legs, and big ass sz 13 feet” I was barefoot, and shirtless while sitting on the table. Just wearing some of those silky b-ball shorts that come down to your knees. I was saggin just a bit, showin about two inches of crack, with just a patch of hair rising up from my waist. Jamie says “Ya, that's pretty fuckin hairy, and I can see you got pretty bushy pits too” . I says “ya they busy alright”. I raise my right arm up, making a muscle. We were sitting close enough that I was practically in his face. Jamie responds with “damm dawg, you stink”. I say to him “well we are at a skate park yo, and it is 101 out today” “Besides, I got a couple of “clients” that like a bit of funk on their trade”.
Jamie looking purplexed ask me “clients” ? I just told him “I'll tell ya later, lets go take a piss”. WE hop off the picnic table and walk towards the bath house. I pulled out the joint and fired it up, taking another hit. I hand it to Jamie, who hesitates. “Hit it dawg—it wont kill ya” He complies, and I could tell he prolly never smoked any dope. Not a pusher mind you, but like I said, one hit wont kill ya. What it will do, often, is make your dick and balls start tingling, and hanging down a bit low :)
We get into the bath house. Jamie walks up to “urinal # 2” prolly thinking I would go to the forth one in the row. Dudes usually do that—leave space between where possible. But, not this time :) I figure by now that Jamie didn't show up at the park by accident this morning. And I was ready to get my dick wet. I walk up right beside him, urinal # 3. I hook my right thumb at the front of my shorts and pull them and my jock down below my balls, fully exposing an enormous bush, and ya, that big low hangin dick. I place my left hand up on the wall, above the urinal, letting everything hang free.
Again, I got that pit right in his face. He kinda smirked—lookin kinda like Elvis, and said again “ya dawg—you stink” I just held my ground and grinned at him with “ya, I guess they pretty ripe by now, some dudes like that” with an evil grin. By now I can see that between the ripe funk of my pits, sweat dripping down the sides of my ribcage and the buzz of the joint, that Jamie was at the state of a horny drunk sailor. I finished up my piss, and turned to the left, now facing him. I stared him down right into his eyes, and just simply stated “on your knees” A look of almost horror came across his face, but he blindly obeyed. I had been gently stroking my now fully boned up cock. Ten massive inches, vein poppin, purple mushroom head, and ozzing fuck juice. I go on with “it's like this dawg. You show up at the park, fresh meat. You come over and start chattin me up. I think you already knew who I was, and that I hung out here, and you come to check it out”. “So dawg, now your star quarter back fantasy with the biggest dick at school, is staring you right between the eyes” “Watcha gonna do”?
At that time one of the other boys that had been skatin walks into the bath house. Jamie nearly passes out from fear. I make like a hitchiking motion with my left arm and tumb towards the boy that walked in, instructing him to go to one of the stalls. Some of the boys knew what was up at the park, and knew to walk in and out, and keep their mouth shut. One of those unwritten rules :) I grab Jamie by the hair, keeping him in check.
The other boy leaves. I put my thumb to Jamie's mouth, and make him open it. With my right fist, I guide my cock into it's warmth. He starts slowly, just sucking the head, and licking up my pre-cum. I place my hand at the back of his head, pushing gently a few inches at a time. I let go of his head, and hook my thumbs in my shorts a jock again, pulling them down now to my thighs, exposing all the hairyness of my bush, balls, and ass. The aroma was pungent---I could even smell myself. Been about 3 days since I had a shower, in spite of the two heads in the bath house. The plan was to hook up with Mr. Wislon later that evening, and he liked it when I “smelled like a pig” Jamie had free will now—to continue or not. He started up and down, now taking the full length of my fuck stick down his throat, much to my surprise. Not many could handle it all. I could feel my head start to swell, like a dog. I was pretty fuckin horny myself, having been about 3 days since the last nut. Feeling my thighs tightening up now, I again grab Jaime by the hair, and pull him off my dick, which is now erupting with my massive “donkey load”. Spraying his chest and belly with shot after shot till he was totally soaked in my jizz. He blowed a pretty impressive stream himself, reaching about 2 feet across the floor, between my legs. I would usually pull out the first time I let a dude blow me, so I could proudly check out the mess I left on his torso. Jamie finally stands up, and reaches around the back of his shorts and pulls out his tee. I quickly grab him by the arm, and in that same low commanding voice say “uh uh dawg, wear it” He just looks at me and says “what” ?. I tell me “park rules dawg. You wear my junk for the rest of the day”
Jamie simply responds “OK” and starts walking off. He gets a few feet, and turns around. “Hey Matt, for reals, how did you know”? “Shit dawg—you was pretty easy. Dont come to the park and not have a board” I throw him a shit eatin grin, and tell him “maybe next time we will see how tite ur hole is”
Sitting on the picnic table at the skate park one day, just struck up a conversation with this dude that I had not seen before. Guess I was “feeling him out”. As one of the regulars, at 19, me and a few of my buds kinda looked out for the younger k**s, making sure nobody came in and started fuckin with them.
Im telling “Jamie” that I was kinda like the “ruler” of the park. He ask me “ya, how is that”?
Well, as one of the oldest, and more experienced boarders, me and my buds took care of the park—and enforced the “rules”. “So you dont work for the city”? Naa, but I pull it off pretty good. Couple of cops know Im out here a lot, so they kewl with it. “So what kinda rules we talking about”? I explain that it's mostly simple common sense stuff---dont fuck with the little k**s, no making fun of other k**s—every body gotta learn, no fighting—unless it's me, and no dope. We also make sure that all the k**s got protection gear. If they don't , or can't afford it—we get it for them. “Ya, but I just saw you and a couple of dudes sharing a joint”. “Ya, we might get a buzz from time to time, but we stay outta sight. Mostly the rule is to guard the younger k**s, and to keep dudes out that come in trying to get them hooked”
We had gone this far and Jamie finally asked me my name. I grabbed his hand in a shake and told him Matt. He replied “Matt Dillon ? From Centerfield High”? “Ya dawg, that's me”. Jamie went on with “So you the bad ass quarter back that took us to the championship”? “Yup, that's me” “damm dawg—you know I always heard another rep about you too” “Ya what was that “? I already knew where he was going, but I was gonna make him say it—just to see what was really up. “I heard you had the biggest dick at school” “well ya, as far as anybody knows. I never got challenged on it”. Jamie appears excited now---I could always peg them, and then says “So what are we talking about here “? “It's 10” hard dawg, and hang soft about 7 1/2”. “OMG dude, that's like a horse”! I reply, “well, maybe a pony”, kinda chucklin. Jamie goes on with “you one lucky white boy” I reply with “Ya, and that's just the start”. Intrigued now Jamie asks “ya, what else you mean”? “Well, check out these hairy legs, and big ass sz 13 feet” I was barefoot, and shirtless while sitting on the table. Just wearing some of those silky b-ball shorts that come down to your knees. I was saggin just a bit, showin about two inches of crack, with just a patch of hair rising up from my waist. Jamie says “Ya, that's pretty fuckin hairy, and I can see you got pretty bushy pits too” . I says “ya they busy alright”. I raise my right arm up, making a muscle. We were sitting close enough that I was practically in his face. Jamie responds with “damm dawg, you stink”. I say to him “well we are at a skate park yo, and it is 101 out today” “Besides, I got a couple of “clients” that like a bit of funk on their trade”.
Jamie looking purplexed ask me “clients” ? I just told him “I'll tell ya later, lets go take a piss”. WE hop off the picnic table and walk towards the bath house. I pulled out the joint and fired it up, taking another hit. I hand it to Jamie, who hesitates. “Hit it dawg—it wont kill ya” He complies, and I could tell he prolly never smoked any dope. Not a pusher mind you, but like I said, one hit wont kill ya. What it will do, often, is make your dick and balls start tingling, and hanging down a bit low :)
We get into the bath house. Jamie walks up to “urinal # 2” prolly thinking I would go to the forth one in the row. Dudes usually do that—leave space between where possible. But, not this time :) I figure by now that Jamie didn't show up at the park by accident this morning. And I was ready to get my dick wet. I walk up right beside him, urinal # 3. I hook my right thumb at the front of my shorts and pull them and my jock down below my balls, fully exposing an enormous bush, and ya, that big low hangin dick. I place my left hand up on the wall, above the urinal, letting everything hang free.
Again, I got that pit right in his face. He kinda smirked—lookin kinda like Elvis, and said again “ya dawg—you stink” I just held my ground and grinned at him with “ya, I guess they pretty ripe by now, some dudes like that” with an evil grin. By now I can see that between the ripe funk of my pits, sweat dripping down the sides of my ribcage and the buzz of the joint, that Jamie was at the state of a horny drunk sailor. I finished up my piss, and turned to the left, now facing him. I stared him down right into his eyes, and just simply stated “on your knees” A look of almost horror came across his face, but he blindly obeyed. I had been gently stroking my now fully boned up cock. Ten massive inches, vein poppin, purple mushroom head, and ozzing fuck juice. I go on with “it's like this dawg. You show up at the park, fresh meat. You come over and start chattin me up. I think you already knew who I was, and that I hung out here, and you come to check it out”. “So dawg, now your star quarter back fantasy with the biggest dick at school, is staring you right between the eyes” “Watcha gonna do”?
At that time one of the other boys that had been skatin walks into the bath house. Jamie nearly passes out from fear. I make like a hitchiking motion with my left arm and tumb towards the boy that walked in, instructing him to go to one of the stalls. Some of the boys knew what was up at the park, and knew to walk in and out, and keep their mouth shut. One of those unwritten rules :) I grab Jamie by the hair, keeping him in check.
The other boy leaves. I put my thumb to Jamie's mouth, and make him open it. With my right fist, I guide my cock into it's warmth. He starts slowly, just sucking the head, and licking up my pre-cum. I place my hand at the back of his head, pushing gently a few inches at a time. I let go of his head, and hook my thumbs in my shorts a jock again, pulling them down now to my thighs, exposing all the hairyness of my bush, balls, and ass. The aroma was pungent---I could even smell myself. Been about 3 days since I had a shower, in spite of the two heads in the bath house. The plan was to hook up with Mr. Wislon later that evening, and he liked it when I “smelled like a pig” Jamie had free will now—to continue or not. He started up and down, now taking the full length of my fuck stick down his throat, much to my surprise. Not many could handle it all. I could feel my head start to swell, like a dog. I was pretty fuckin horny myself, having been about 3 days since the last nut. Feeling my thighs tightening up now, I again grab Jaime by the hair, and pull him off my dick, which is now erupting with my massive “donkey load”. Spraying his chest and belly with shot after shot till he was totally soaked in my jizz. He blowed a pretty impressive stream himself, reaching about 2 feet across the floor, between my legs. I would usually pull out the first time I let a dude blow me, so I could proudly check out the mess I left on his torso. Jamie finally stands up, and reaches around the back of his shorts and pulls out his tee. I quickly grab him by the arm, and in that same low commanding voice say “uh uh dawg, wear it” He just looks at me and says “what” ?. I tell me “park rules dawg. You wear my junk for the rest of the day”
Jamie simply responds “OK” and starts walking off. He gets a few feet, and turns around. “Hey Matt, for reals, how did you know”? “Shit dawg—you was pretty easy. Dont come to the park and not have a board” I throw him a shit eatin grin, and tell him “maybe next time we will see how tite ur hole is”
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