A trip to the Fruit Loop:
On Friday I went to Schenley Park. There I walked around like a predator after fresh meat as the night began to fall. I saw several willing suitors, but honed my attentions after a 26-year-old fellow with dark brown hair and eyes. He kept circling around coming back to where I was working the wooded bushes. He finally came up and sat next to me, absent-mindedly texting on his phone. A bearded graying guy who introduced himself as Sam came up and pissed nearby, showing his manhood in wanton pride. It scared of my brown haired and eyed quarry. Sam stayed a wee bit, then left, as he had wanted a 3-some. After his departure my subject of interest reappeared (this time less into the cell phone). I asked what he was into. He said a little bit of this and that. I offered rimming and fucking, and he eagerly got up, reached for my hand, and said then lets do it. We walked to the parks autumn canopy. He then reached for my cock and I his. I took out a handy towelette, tidied his ass, and took it in my face and munched away. Within moments he was arching his back and holding his man’s love canal open for deeper tonguing all the while moaning and purring like a kitten who got his first taste of milk. Then after much a do he whispered fuck me now. Without further thought I put on a condom and entered him. Slowly at first -- but he arched back and swallowed my cock like a water starved man in a desert. I was in him. What a wonder feeling like none that I can adequately describe it joy. I held his hands crossed his chest; he begged to touch himself, but I said wait and see where this goes. I thrusted in and out his ass hungrily cuming back for each assault with fervor. Soon I had him shooting his wad; then I offered to evacuate his ass but he finally spoke above a whisper and said please no. Soon I was filling the latex sleeve with my own jizz. I pulled out then and tidied him once more and again ate hungrily at his rosy ass hole. He was hard again; this time I let him jack off as I ate with abandon. I went to fuck him once more but was too late. He had shot again. We exchanged cell numbers, and as he left he texted me thanks for one of the best experience that he had ever had. And Alan was gone.

The next fellow that I had pleasure with was Arabic looking; he said his name was Armond. I said voulez vous couchez avec moi? Ma oui was his response. And I was at it again. Tidying and eating man ass and soon fucking the dark swarthy Lebanese guy. His dick was dark and comely, smaller than the first but still thick and ample for my needs. I fucked and stroked his cock as we came moments apart. I was about to pull out, but he asked me to stay inside him until I was flaccid. I did, but his spincter muscles got me hard again, then we were at it again. This time I came first then turned him around and gobbled up his balls as he shot the second time.

Then I met an older fellow, but was too spent and too glad that I had had those two men. Satisfied, I walked out of the fruit loop as I was meeting up with friends in Squirrel Hill.

My evening was all but complete except for the happy and leisurely walk to Chris’s. There,
I visited and went online to check out a few things such as a message from Little John in West Virginia. Excited at the offer to visit for a week and fuck John as often as he’d allow. I was hard and ready for more.

I put in a new ad in craigslist and checked adam4adam and had three bites and one in daddyhunt.com. My housemate, Max, and I left around midnight and stopped at the grocery store where I purchased some staples for breakfast and a late night supper. I cooked some Asian cabbages and yellow squash with mushrooms, onions and peppers with rice noodle pad thai. Afternoon the next day, I made Johnny cakes with real maple syrup. Chris came by to help move furniture around in Max’s room and brought him a new old computer
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