Back in the early 2000's I was really having this lust for sucking cock. I would come home from work, watch porn, stroke, cum and then a few hours later I would want the real thing. So I searched the internet and found a site called "squirt". On this site they tell you where all the cruising places were in your area. So without paying anything or signing up I found out my spots and slowly checked them out. One was a park close to my house about 5 miles or so.
I would drive by and sometimes pass and other times park, but it took a long time for me to actually walk the trail. I just felt guilty or something knowing that I was there for one reason, to suck a cock.
One night though and it wasn't my first time hooking up there but it was the most exciting. It was in the wee hours of the morning probably 3 am and I was a little drunk but not too drunk. It was dark and I walked the trail it was pitch black so I was a little scared, but the moon was full so there was that reflecting light that I could see.
As I walked the trail I saw or heard no one anywhere but after about 30 steps or so I heard the leaves rustle behind me and immediately I was a little scared. I heard these footsteps behind me walking faster and faster and I knew he was coming for me as I did not pretend to not notice. I didn't turn around however instead I just kept walking but very slowly as if I was indeed ready for a hookup.
As he came up behind me my heart was pounding and I thought " how is this going to work" "is he here to do what I want to do or does he want to be serviced?" So as he got right up about five feet away I just instinctively just turned towards him and kneeled. It was summer I remember and the tigs and leaves were against my knees kinda uncomfortable.
He already was hard and had his cock out by the time I was in the kneeled position. It was a nice cock proabaly 6-7 medium thickness with a straight tapered shaft and cockhead to match and super super hard.
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