He fucks until...

"Stop."

But Mike didn't stop fucking her son, he was close to coming and didn't want to stop now.

"I said stop." She said with more control in her voice, while placing a hand gently on Mikes shoulder. Mike stopped for thrusting near the edge of his orgasm. "Good boy, I'm sorry to blue ball you but my Jackson isn't allowed to cum yet."

Mike let his throbbing cock emerge from Jacksons asshole. Precum flowing from the tip, enough to easily fill a mug. Mike was felling horribly blue balled like he hadn't cum at all today, despite doing so many times already. Moans of disappointment came from both of the boys.

"Oh, don't worry" the dom began to say as she gripped Mikes balls. " I'm sure you can find a good sarmatian to dump your dick juice into. Besides it looks like you could use some edging." Her grip became more tense as she spoke, and Mike moaned in pleasure and disappointment. " But don't worry you were a good boy." She finally released her grip and rubbed up the underside of Mikes shaft. "Be seeing you, good boy. Come along Jackson can't leave your father on that assfucker forever."

Despite everything being so direct Mike suddenly had the realization he wasn't entirely sure what just happened. It all made sense, but it was still a lot. He fucked a dude tied up in bondage gear like a pet, being led by his dominatrix of a mother in public. His cock, throbbing in the air still pouring precum, wanted him to finish and cum, but he wanted to be the _good boy _that the woman had called him. Being on the edge like this was exciting.

A jogger ran by snapping Mike back to reality. Her blond hair was pulled into a ponytail that was pulled though her hat. A sports bra kept her obviously pierced nipples from bouncing as she moved. Beyond that she wore shoes, quite a bit of cum on her face, and nothing else allowing her ass to jiggle with each step. He wanted to add to her facial, but she ran by too fast. She hadn't even reacted when she stepped in the precum puddle that Mike had made.

Instead of trying to get to the jogger to cream her face he grabbed his bike and continued walking through the park. People feeding ducks in the pond, half clothed. A random guy holding onto a tree getting pegged my much younger woman. A woman on a bench removed an extremely large non-human looking dildo and nearly effortlessly shoved it in her ass, all while talking on her phone.

Mike proceeded to slowly stroke his cock with one finger when he got the chance. People either didn't care or looked mildly annoyed as he watched them fuck or stroke themselves, later in hindsight he realized they may have been annoyed to be not just be fucked. An ice cream cart

Not another person approached Mike with the same gusto as the dom had, although he did get a look from several people who looked as if they would happily take his dick. Condoms, Mike had finally noticed, didn't seem to be exist or maybe were just minimally used. Mike also noted that cum was seemingly just left where it lie, drops on the ground, faces shirts, even on park benches.

Nearing the end of the park Mike tried but despite pushing through his wants he still had blue balls and wanted to relive himself, preferably inside someone. Perhaps it was to take initiative and stop wait for someone to fuck him. Who to pick? Looking around the nearby area he saw the jogger come back around. Another woman seemed to be meditating under tree, wearing a sheer dress that didn't hide her larger than average areola. A black guy was on a park bench eating a sandwich he had a suit on, but his large dick was plenty visible. And the other option was a straight couple having a picnic, neither wore pants, but both had shirts on. Who to pick?