The Shirtless Runner

A story inspired by a shirtless runner I observed in Central Park.

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There I was sitting shirtless on a warm day on a park bench in Central Park just enjoying the day like everyone else. Perhaps unlike most everyone else, I was there to perv on the hot guys sunbathing, cycling, jogging, or engaging in other recreational sports. A smorgasbord of beautiful men to view in all colors, heights, and sizes. 

One more good looking than the other inflaming my internal sexual desires in the most intense way. I nearly creamed my shorts when one of the most handsome men I’d ever seen jogged past me. I’ll be honest, my head craned and turned to follow his stride and I swear he smiled as he went by me with the slightest wave of his hand. Yes, I was that obvious.

Then, after he’d ran past me, maybe 10 feet, he turned his head and smiled again. 10 more feet, he not only smiled again, he nodded his head, giving a signal that he wanted me to follow him. 

Before I take the story further, let me describe this man. A White man, at least 6’4”, dirty blonde crew cut with close shaved beard on his face, brown eyes, a beautiful smile with dimples, a square jaw. His exposed chest revealed he trimmed his chest chair, likely using a number 3 blade on his trimmer, so there was still some density and length, both pecs covered in fur, the center of his chest hair was far denser and a dark treasure trail that fanned out around his abs. He definitely worked out, defined pecs, biceps and triceps, and his back was ripped in a perfect V shape. He was covered in a sheen of sweat, and the sun killed his body perfectly.  His torso was long as were his legs, and for a tall man, his legs were thick and also covered in dark hair. His calves were thick. He wore very short blue Nike running shorts with matching running shoes. I should mention, he had a perky, tight ass, too! 

So, I leaped off the bench in pursuit of this hot tall man, his long strides making it somewhat of a challenge. When I finally caught up to him he deviated off the main jogging path onto another one, and then another one, and soon, we were in some sort of secluded area behind a building under renovation. Finally, my runner stopped and his hands went to his knees as he breathed heavily from the strain of his exercising. 

“Hey”, he said as he labored to speak. “Just give me a minute, ok.”

”Sure. Damn, you are so hot.”, I said. I took a step closer and next said, “and you smell so good, too.”

He raised his head toward me and a wide smile grew across his face.

”You into sweaty men?”

”Oh yeah, definitely. Love it.”

”Show me, go for it.”

He stood upright and clasped his hands behind his head, exposing the dark sweaty tufts of hair under his pits. 

I walked up to him and since I am a bit shorter than he, I lifted my nose to his right armpit, and took a deep, deep sniff. I let the fumes of sweaty masculine musk fill my nostrils as it permeated my being and my caged dick began to leak like a faucet. I darted my tongue right into the thicket to get a quick tongue tap of the tangy fluids, and once I had that little taste, it lit my fuse, and I went full tongue, my hands grasping his bicep as I pigged out in that pit, sniffing, licking, kissing, rubbing my beard and face in it. I repeated the same with the left pit while he stood there like a male model, posing for me, allowing me to wallow in his stink, watching me getting off on his scent, and the taste of it.

i lowered my lips down his hairy pec, licking the muscle to absorb the bodily fluid onto my tongue, until my teeth lightly bit his nickel sized nipple, i licked, sucked, chewed and then used my tongue across the landscape to treat his other nipple to the same. His right hand pushing my face into him, not that I needed any encouragement. 

My hand explored his bulge and under those skimpy shorts there was a semi hard and thick cock trapped in a jockstrap. I licked down his treasure trail lapping up the sweat from his workout, and pulled his shorts down. Then I took to my knees and pushed my face into the pouch of the yellowed jock, stained by piss I’m sure. I was now moaning over his pouch, the intensity of his powerful funk had me boiling over. My shorts had a visible stain from the pre-cum.

i licked his jockstrap and sucked on the fabric, taking the cloth covered head of his cock into my mouth and damn that mushroom cock head was very big. I couldn’t tease him anymore and I knew we were outdoors and didn’t want to get caught so pulled the pouch back and watched that cock pop out like a jack in the box and his heavy shaved balls dropped. FUCK! This was my lucky day. What an amazing piece of manhood this man was blessed to have.

I lifted the shaft up with my hand to allow for an unobstructed view of those golf balls. My senses in overdrive now, I took five or six deep whiffs of his balls before I opened my mouth to lick one and then the other, tongue bathing the sweat off them, and then I opened as wide as I could to take them both at the same time. His cock grew in my hand. It was time to show off my oral talents, I pried myself from his testicles and deep throated all 9 inches to the root.

“ahhh fuck, that’s fucking good.”, he said.

I began to bob my head up and down, each time a full stroke from tip to base. The man held my head tightly and began to thrust his hips as I held onto his hairy muscled ass.

“You wanna get fucked?”

”mmmm hmmmm”, I mumbled with a very full mouth.

”Stand up!”

I stood up, pushed my shorts down, and leaned on the wall. The runner spit non his fingers and shoved a wet one up my ass. His long digit felt good opening me up so he added a second.

A couple more spits into his hand, he coated his cock and lined it up to my wanting hole. His dick was very thick and very long and I was glad that he took it slow because it wasn’t easy to take, but once I’d loosed up, the remaining 4 inches fell in with ease. I felt my hole twitch, it needed a minute to relax from the deep entry.

I turned around to look at him and nodded, “Fuck me, man. Give me that big dick!”

The stranger gripped my hips and and began to pummel. One hand pushed ky shoulder into the wall, my left cheek planted on it as I relaxed my butt and submitted to the Alpha fucking it hard and deep. Again, we were in a public space so I knew this wasn’t going to be a long fuck, but it lasted long enough for me to enjoy it. I blew my load from the prostate stimulation and large clumps of my cum fell from my covered cock. That caused my sphincter to convulse around his thick horse meat, sparking a chain reaction and he began to shoot his baby makers inside of me, his breathing was labored and the orgasm quite intense.

He pulled out, wiped his cock juice on my hip, pulled up his shorts and said, “Thanks man, that was hot.”

I watched him jog off, leaving me there. I pulled up my shorts and as I walked out of the park, a rush of seed dripped out of my hole, and for sure I would have a dark stain on my pink shorts. Ask me if I cared?

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