Adventures!

It was high summer, warm. The trees in full leaf, the bushes and shrubs in full foliage. The Park was quiet in the mid-afternoon.

The lad had just moved into the area and he was on his first adventure – exploring his local area. He'd seen the park and decided that this was to be his first port of call.

He wandered the natural pathways, seemingly aimlessly but noting everything around him carefully. He saw the pathways leading to the lake with its Weeping Willows and dense undergrowth behind. He noted the pathways that lead through the copious number of bushes – some appearing to lead nowhere. He spotted gazebos, barely visible behind thick foliage. He saw, and noted, the toilets set off down a pathway between some arching shrubs.

Another lad was walking towards him now, the only other person he'd seen on this part of the parkland. He noticed the cream, cotton track suit the lad wore, the tousled blondish hair, the slim athletic look to him. The lad stopped and fished our a cigarette as the blonde walked past, slowly. The lad turned to light his cigarette and follow the boy with his eyes.

The tracksuit lad sauntered on, casting a look back at him, until he finally turned around and approached him. He asked the lad if he could 'borrow' a cigarette. A request gladly granted. As he lit it for him their cupped hands touched. He felt the warm sensuous skin rub against his and their eyes met.

"Thanks" the blonde said softly "I haven't seen you around here before". "No, I just moved here, finding my bearings, 'exploring'". "I see. The name is Simon, always lived here so I know the place..." Simons voice trailed off. "Robert, perhaps you can show me a few things then.." Simon smiled "With pleasure".

As Simon guided Robert around the park he pointed out all those 'secret' places only 'locals' would know, "places to really chill out by yourself or" - he left the phrase unfinished.

They had wandered into a less frequently used part of the park - the bushes slightly bigger, denser. Even there though there was a gazebo with a bench seat which they rested on.

As they sat Simon casually brushed his hand across the front of his trackies - a sign Robert did not fail to pick up on. He had noticed before the flopping movements in the track suit, causing himself to harden in his denim cut-offs. He too brushed across the denim fabric, certain that Simon would see.

Simon glanced down at the movement, drinking in the sight of the solid ridge that was developing in Robert's cut-offs, the flicker of movement clearly visible. He now let his hand grasp hold of his own solidifying mound, tugging at it, hearing an almost inaudible sigh from Robert.

He let his hand slip under the waistband and caress his now turgid shaft, looking directly at Robert, a conspiratorial look in his eyes. Robert shifted slightly and slid his hand into the top of his cut-offs. It was Simons turn to sigh as he eased the front of his track suit bottoms down, exposing himself. Robert silently popped the buttons on his shorts and flared them to return the favour.

Simon felt emboldened now and his hand slipped softly over to caress the glistening wet object of his desire. They lent into one another, their lips meeting as Roberts soft fingers encircled Simon. Simon let out an Involuntary gasp as Robert started to stroke up and down.

Robert broke the kiss and lowered his head to Simons groin - the mouth and tongue taking over from his fingers. Simons hips bucked as he felt the warm mouth engulf him."Oh my god... that is...soo ...beautiful" he managed to sigh as Robert started pleasuring him.

Robert was in such a position that Simon now eased the shorts down and off as Robert pushed the trackies down. They were now naked from the waist down, stroking and sucking each other. Simon pulled the hoodie he was wearing over his head, now relaxing on the bench totally naked. Robert looked around, nervous, scared at the possibility they would be seen. "Don't worry" Simon reassured him "people, guys, only come back here for one thing...." Robert peeled off his voluminous t-shirt.

They appraised each others bodies with eyes and hands, letting both wander across each other. They liked what they saw - their bodies responding in unison.

They embraced, kissing, Simon muttering "You’ve got a great body and this prick..." he sighed as he grasped Roberts leaking dick " is stunning". Robert groaned as Simons thumb now massaged the head, Simon lifting it to his lips and tasting the sweet, thick nectar "Delicious..."

Roberts mouth went back to Simons dick, engulfing it again, as Simons hand moved down his back, his finger delving into the fuzzy crack between Roberts cheeks He probed, searched for and found the aroused entrance to Roberts body. He massaged it, feeling its excitement growing. Robert let out a muffled grunt as Simon breached him with finger. Robert knew what he wanted now.

He moved so he now straddled the prone Simon, gently taking hold of the lads prick, rubbing it over his 'doorway' and then slowly eased it into himself. Robert felt the prick opening his passage as he slowly descended the shaft, his hairy entrance finally melding with Simons pubic bush. Both of them were in ecstasy as Robert slowly started to ride his new lover.

They both knew it would not take long to achieve their desired orgasms, those outpourings of cum they both wanted. Robert rode Simon hard and fast as he viciously tugged his cock towards its destiny - to spurt its seed over Simons chest.

Robert heard those long awaited words "I'm cummmmmminnnnn" and felt the warmth of Simons sperm as he himself pulled on his dick until he jettisoned his white seed over Simons tanned chest. Robert fell forward, Simons prick falling out of him, coated in a sheen of his own sperm. Robert farted out the freshly deposited cum, directly onto Simons pubes.

As they kissed voraciously they heard the cries of "Fuck me Daddy! Breed your boy!" from the undergrowth. Simon grinned "Told you it was OK here."

They slowly recovered, disentangled themselves and dressed. As they left they saw a man disappearing rapidly down the pathway, they saw the 'boy' in the grass, his legs spread wide and cum leaking out of him. He smiled at them and thrust his hips upwards - clearly inviting them to fuck him. They just smiled and shook their heads, noting the crumpled notes lying on the lads discarded shorts.

Simon told Robert that that 'secret place' was often frequented by 'boys' like that - out to make a few quid.

As they parted Robert thanked Simon for the guided tour ans they swapped numbers. Robert guessed they would be meeting again - soon..