He was irresistible. His body, as strong and supple as a thoroughbred horse, was half-hidden beneath the park bench, invitingly silhouetted against the full moon’s illumination. His lips, the colour of over-ripe strawberries, parted seductively in a whisper and invited me nearer. Those lusty lads in the park! I had heard tales of their carnal exploits, their passion and heat like a tangible spark in the night. But they were stories. Until now.
Table of Contents
- 1. Of An Allure in the Park
- 2. Of Lust-Filled Possibilities
- 3. Of Gay Trysts in the Veils of Night
- 4. Of Unbridled Passion in the Open Air
- The Conclusion
1. Of An Allure in the Park
My eyes grew wide as I watched him walk toward me in the park; my heart grew heavy in my chest and my mind raced with a plethora of alluring ideas. He was tall and blessed with broad shoulders; his intense gaze made it quite clear that he was seeking something special and I was more than ready to oblige. Taking my hand, he pulled me against his strong body and my stomach quivered with anticipation. We exchanged no words as we embraced in the park; we were strangers but our connection was undeniable.
The evening air was thick with the heady scent of musk and arousal as we proceeded to our secluded corner of the park. As he fondled and kissed me my body was no longer my own; I was captivated by his lusty embrace. His hands explored every inch of my body, his caress becoming ever more demanding and passionate. The sounds of pleasure escaped from my lips as I lost myself in the moment. I had become enthralled by the man I had found in the park; my lust for him would surely never cease.
2. Of Lust-Filled Possibilities
The sun had already started to set, providing the perfect backdrop for these two lads to let their libidos do the talking. Staring into each others eyes with intense longing, neither could contain the intense chemistry that was dragging them in for a wild ride.
A gentle wind rustled through the nearby trees as they started to undress, providing the perfect audio ambiance for the naughty act they were about to indulge in. Desires mounted as one of the lads finally took the plunge, confirming that anything could be possible between them. All that was left after that:
- The sweet sensation of skin against skin.
- The passionate grip of their intertwining bodies.
- The sound of desperate moans echoing through the park.
- The smell of raw sexuality.
- The sweetest release, as they were united in pleasure.
The two lads stumbled out of the park, astounded by what they had just done for the first time. Neither really cared that they had just crossed a line – all that mattered to them was that they had just experienced a whole new level of pleasure, the likes of which they had never felt before.
3. Of Gay Trysts in the Veils of Night
The lights of the city had long since dimmed, and in the crackling silence of the night, no one could hear the howls of the two young lovers beneath the arch of the park gates. With our faces hidden beneath the veils of the night, there was no way anyone could identify us in this illegally romantic rendezvous, and that was just the way we liked it.
Our hands wandered in unchecked bliss, exploring the contours of one another as if for the first time. The shock of undiscovered pleasure spread throughout our bodies as we touched and held each other in places we wanted no-one else to explore. Mouths joined and overlapped with our lips locked together in perfect harmony. Teeth bit, tongues crashed and grinded in a frenzied ecstasy of flavor; an entanglement of two passionate souls in a never-ending embrace. The greed of more and more heightened our pulsing desire, a fever that refused to be ignored.
4. Of Unbridled Passion in the Open Air
- The First Night
I strolled past the park’s hulking entrance well past eleven. Knowing full well what I had in store for me, I smiled sordidly at the trees, their limbs shivering in the chill of evening. And there he was, he of the countenance so lushly handsome, seated amid the grasses and mud. He beckoned me with nothing more than a slow gander, and I ran eagerly into his arms, all the danger forgotten.
He kissed me fiercely, his ruddy lips desperate for mine, and I obliged with more than a measure of approval. Our passion was like the wind through this forest, fiercely blowing on all who stopped to behold us. Our hands explored each other freely, finding muscles and curves, each a delicious secret waiting to be unearthed. And when it seemed there was nothing more we could gain from one another, we had no choice but to lie down in the embrace of the grass and the mud, and use our bodies to kindle a fire no man could doubt.
The Conclusion
And so I left the park that day, my pants still tight on my body from the ecstasies of the day. I took with me the memories of those lusty lads I had encountered that afternoon and thought back to when I had first stepped through those tall iron gates on that warm summer day. I had witnessed and experienced, the most intense and passionate love making that I had ever known. I felt content…for I knew that I would never forget the electrifying waves of pleasure that I had just experienced.