Back to the spot

That night I barely slept, my mind running through so many possibilities, so many scenarios, each as sexy as the next. But they also all seemed scary. I could go to a bar or a club, or go online and find an app... hell go to a sleazy sex shop and I could probably find some action. But it was all so unfamiliar and frightening that I kept returning to one distinct possibility. The reserve.

The experience was still so fresh in my mind and so fucking hot, and it was something I knew. I could find my way back there easily enough and I figured it was probably fairly safe considering I had already been there and survived. It seemed safer than the other options.

And so it was that after school the next day I found myself on a bus headed towards the park. I felt increasingly tense the closer I got, the realisation that I may be getting in over my head creeping in, but I pushed it away.

Soon I was pressing my way between the branches, sweating heavily in the afternoon sun, and when I finally reached the spot I didn't realise at first. I had wandered right out into the clearing unwittingly, only realising as I turned to spot a stranger lurking between the trees. As I circled around I saw more and more, some in pairs or even small groups. Some were busy engaging in acts, others just watched.

I suddenly felt a pang of genuine terror as I realised I was completely alone among these complete strangers, and turned to make my way back the way I came but it was too late. I turned to find the old wiry man who had fucked my mouth yesterday and beside him a shorter, stocky man covered in fuzzy hair and completely naked. Despite his shorter stature, his cock was huge, swinging ominously as the pair approached.

"Where's ya daddy?" the older man asked with a leer, looking about as they inched closer.

"I...uh. He's not here." I replied lamely, the nervousness in my voice clear to all.

"Ahhhh... like that is it?" the old man clucked. "The fresh meat has come back for more..." he turned to his friend, nodding at toward his beastly manhood. "Mike and I can help you with that I reckon. Us and many more." He winked, the gesture somehow so lewd my knees buckled slightly.

"What's the matter? You know you want it.. it's plain as day." the old man added, once more nodding towards a cock but this time it was mine. My erection was tenting my pants painfully and I knew he was right, but I also knew that for my own good I should turn and run as fast as I could. The pair took another step closer and I had to make a decision.