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WILD RIDE AT THE WATER PARK
By Troy M. Grant
(Men.May/June.2007)
Fuck Disneyland. This park has hot guys who love to get wet and wicked.
Absolutely nothing turns me on like a young man with a sexy chest.
Muscular or slim; it doesn’t matter, just so long as it's smooth, firm,
and nicely shaped. Well defined abs don't hurt either, but hot pecs are
what really gets me going.
Most gays think a locker room is the ideal location to check out young
hunks, but a water park is far superior. On hot days there are loads of
bucks to be found, and every last one of them is shirtless.
I pulled off my own shirt and put it in my outside locker. At 32, I
wasn't quite what you’d call fresh, but I was still in the game. My
chest was hairy, not smooth, but my love of working out had made me lean
and muscular. I knew I looked good. Hell, even college girls checked me
out. Obviously, I had no interest in them, but their desire for my body
just might draw the interest of one of the hot young men buzzing around
them. These were the guys who made me want to fly off a sexual high
board or through a rushing water flume with nasty thoughts guiding my
way.
I love water parks for a number of reasons: the sun, the spray, the
play. But the main draw — or goal — for me is and will forever be all
the shirtless guys there. College guys are my favorites, but those
recent high school graduates — who seem to look younger and younger
every year — are also quite easy on the eyes.
My eyes tend to roam wherever, and I constantly steal glances at all
kinds of hunks with sculpted torsos. I may be the fool of drool when I
check out their firm pecs and small nipples, but I never fail to peruse
their abs, tight little buns, and those tempting bulges up front. The
water park has always been a smorgasbord of young athletic male flesh.
Most of the lifeguards at the various slides were fucking hot, too:
nicely built firm, and tanned — the killer combination. On several
occasions, one in particular would catch my eye. He was working at the
top of the Twister, a slide that coiled and spun down the height of four
stories before splashing into a large reservoir of water at the bottom.
I loved that slide — of course, I loved even more the young stud who was
protecting it.
I devoured him with my eyes as I stood in line waiting my turn. He had
short, spiky black hair, eyes a dreamy green, and features so pretty he
probably should have been a girl.
He was all man, though, strong and outgoing. I knew he was at least 18 —
he had to be for the job of lifeguard. His smooth chest was nicely
muscled and his pecs were topped off with small brown nipples, which I
imagined flicking with my tongue. His stomach had the tight six-pack
going on, and there wasn't a wisp of hair anywhere on his torso.
When this young god would turn away, I’d feast on the visual of his
tight little ass. His bubble butt looked so tempting through his bright
blue shorts that I wanted to reach out and grope him. When he'd face me
I got a good look at his bulge, and it was promising. One day I stole a
look at his gym bag sitting nearby. It had BRAND written on it. Fuck,
even his name was hot!
My habit was to ride the Twister over and over, just to take in Brand's
beautiful face and body. I was always semi-hard the whole time, and more
than once I saw Brand's eyes lower to my bulge. I was in line so many
times, he began to comment saying things like, 'Haven't we met before?’
and ‘Maybe you should start working here.’ I started to flirt with him.
I couldn't help myself — he was so cute.
Then I wondered why was I wasting my time flirting with him. Brand was
almost half my age, and even if he was into guys, why would he want me?
I wasn't putting myself down, I knew I had much to offer. But if I were
Brand and wanted some dick, I’d go after a guy my own age. Then again,
I'd also learned that plenty of young hunks sought out older guys like
me.
They knew the value of experience. Once a buck has had his toes curled
from the pleasure of being with an older, accomplished cocksucker, he
comes back again and again for more.
Even if Brand wasn't interested, I wasn't wasting my time by spying on
him. Hell, just the mere sight of him was enough to excite me. I stored
up a ton of mental images that I was sure would feature prominently in
my fantasies for some time to come.
A shift change occurred and Brand moved on to the Spiral, another water
slide full of major turns. Somehow, the Spiral became my new favorite.
Brand probably thought I was a stalker but I didn't care.
The crowds weren't as big on the Spiral and sometimes I was alone with
Brand. I continued to flirt with him and checked out his impressive
physique more openly.
Brand knew what I was up to and if I wasn't mistaken, he liked it. As I
mentally felt him up he even began to rub his bulge a little, and it
commenced to throb and grow inside his shorts.
"I have a half hour break coming up soon." Brand announced when we were
alone yet again.
"Do you?" I asked.
"Yeah." he said, casualty groping himself. "Perhaps you'd like to spend
it with me."
I licked my lips. "I’d love to, Brand." He smiled and looked down at my
package, which was getting tighter and bigger with each passing moment.
Brand's work replacement soon arrived.
"I’ll meet you at the bottom," he said and started down the stairs. I
zoomed through the slide's course and waited at the edge of the pool.
"Follow me," Brand said after walking over to me at the poolside.
He led me to a huge raft ride, which was the tallest structure in the
park. I followed him as he stepped over the chain partition with a sign
that read ‘Closed for Repairs.’ We climbed the stairs all the way to the
top. There was a wide, shallow pool at the edge of the chute where the
rafts launched. Water flowed through the pool and down the chute.
"The conveyer is broken. No one will come up here." Brand said.
We looked at each other. We were standing above the entire park, and no
one could see us.
"Well, you've been looking at it all day." he said, hefting his bulge.
"You want it or not?"
In lieu of a verbal answer, I dropped to my knees before him in the
elevated pool. I reached up and pulled down those blue trunks of his.
His hardening cock swung out and I grasped it with my fist, giving it a
few strokes. Brand moaned.
I leaned forward and pulled the glistening head between my lips. I
sucked on it — he was slightly whimpering now. I sucked more and more of
his cock into my mouth and massaged it with my lips. I gave that young
dude an expert blow job, the kind only a mature man could manage.
I reached around and grabbed Brand's tight ass cheeks, pulling his prick
more forcefully into my mouth. His buttocks were round and firm and so
delicious I wanted to lick them all over. I concentrated on Brand's man
meat until I'd swallowed it all. I think he was surprised I could handle
his considerable length and girth.
"Mmm, that's nice!"
I sucked Brand right down to the base, then worked his cock like a pro.
I stopped now and then to massage his churning nuts with my lips and
tongue, sending Brand into thrashing fits of ecstasy. I always returned
to his big pole, which oozed a steady stream of sweet, sticky pre-come.
The hot sun beat down upon us, causing us both to sweat and the cool
water felt refreshing as it churned around my knees. I pulled Brand down
into the water with me, and we lay in the shallow pool. I sucked his
big, young cock some more, then licked my way up to his flat firm
abdomen. I traced the rows of his abdominal muscles with my tongue as I
drew ever nearer to his chest. At last I reached his pecs, and I
slathered them with my tongue. My lips sought out his small erect
nipples, and I licked and sucked on them, making Brand flinch and utter
sounds of his heated pleasure.
I nursed on his nips for a good, long time before I turned him around
and raised his leg up. His asshole was pink and tight, and begging to be
worshipped. I dove in. I spread his firm cheeks apart and licked at his
knot, flicking the tip of my tongue along the outside of his tangy
asshole. He was getting real worked up now, backing up into me, wanting
more. I eased my tongue inside, and he grunted loudly, his ass opening
rhythmically twitching around my tongue.
"Ohh, that's — unnhh! — So! Fucking! Good!" he cried out while grinding
his ass against my mouth and tongue. I alternated between long licks
along his ass and deep, penetrating strokes of my tongue.
Brand turned around, returning my attention to his eight inch rod. It
was rock hard and throbbing, way slick with his leaked dick fluid. I
sucked and slurped on it while Brand's utterances got louder and louder.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I’m gonna shoot man! I'm gonna — Unnhh, Unnnhh,
Unhhhhh!"
His cock throbbed harder than ever and finally exploded in my mouth,
filling it with his hot, salty cock cream. I swallowed his spunk as he
pumped more and more of it between my lips. Brand filled my mouth to
overflowing and kept pumping. He was moaning so loud I feared someone
would hear us, but I didn't really care.
I had what I wanted — a mouthful of spewing 18 year old lifeguard cock.
He panted, his chest heaved, his eyes glazed over with lust. He grabbed
his bag and pulled out a tube of lube, and without asking he turned me
around and placed my hands on the side of the pool. He lubed up my
asshole and positioned his cock against it. He was forcefully demanding,
taking what he wanted and my own cock grew rock hard in response. Ain't
nothin' hotter than a dominant young hunk who knows what he wants.
Brand pressed his still rock hard cock against my tight asshole. His
dick slipped right in deep. I grunted and sighed with the pain and
pleasure of it.
"Yeah, man!" he grunted. "You have one tight ass!"
He grabbed my hips and fucked me faster. He whipped his cock in and out
of my asshole, humping me like a rabbit. He stabbed it in with short
quick thrusts, then long hard strokes and back again to rapid fucks.
I was begging for more.
"Oh, yes Brand! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Use all of that ass! Take it!"
"I’ll take it, bitch!" Brand slapped my ass hard. "Your ass is mine! You
like being my bitch, don't you, man!"
"Oh, fuck yes!" I growled.
Brand really let me have it. He pounded away at my ass with all his
might. His stiff 18 year old cock fucked me without mercy. I thought I
was going to jizz as it hit all those special places deep inside me My
cock was stony hard and burnin' good. Just the thought of being screwed
by Brand was about enough to make me shoot — being dominated by him was
making me jumpy with lust.
I couldn't believe we were doing it at the very top of the water park
with hundreds of people below. I wondered what all those hard, young
hunks down there would have thought if they'd known we were getting it
on like this right over their heads.
Brand would not relent on my ass. Pre-come was stringing out of my dick.
Then he hit something inside me, and my hog went off like a shotgun. I
nearly hollered as I blew my load into the churning water around my
quivering calves. My dick spewed out thick, juicy spurts of spooge.
Every time Brand shoved it up into me, I'd pump out more, then even
more. I had never come that hard before! It was fucking awesome.
The last shot of my load worked out of me, but Brand kept right on
pumping in a wild frenzy. He just couldn't stop. The sound of his nuts
smacking my ass echoed around the structure's girders. He panted and
gasped and breathed hard into my ear and he hung on and slammed it into
me, which forced my dick to remain at full mast. It felt just wicked the
way he kept plunging deeper and deeper into me.
Brand cried out then like a surprised animal and I could feel his cock
flex and bloat up inside me. Then with a small convulsion he shot his
thick, white load deep into my asshole. He kept ramming me harder as he
pumped me full of his hot young come. The intensity of it all nearly
made me blow my load again.
He finally was empty — that's not saying he was sated, though. He
withdrew his meat from my ass and collapsed in the water, gasping. I
used that opportunity to lick his chest and suck on those beautiful nips
one more time. The dream wouldn't end.
We lay next to each other, sweaty, wet and spent. His lips found mine,
and he kissed me with unexpected tenderness. He even tasted of sex.
"Damn, my break is almost over, and I didn't even get to suck you." he
said.
"No problem. I liked the fucking better."
"You live near here?"
"Yeah."
"Me too. I'll give you my number, OK? I want more of that ass!"
"It's yours anytime you want it, Brand."
"In that case, I’ll be seeing you tonight."
We exchanged numbers — I also gave him directions to my house, and he
said he'd swing by after work. We walked down the stairs together and
Brand went on his way.
I slid down a few more slides and reveled in the view of all those
beautiful, youthful hunks, enjoying them all the more now that I had my
very own water park stud. I rode Brand's slide a few more times. We
exchanged knowing smiles.
Until Brand arrived I passed a few hours thinking of our wild time in
the water park and of what was to come next. I wondered if any of the
other young studs there were up for some wild sex. Maybe Brand even knew
one who would join us, but it didn't matter. Brand was more than enough
for me. I couldn't wait till his work shift ended and he came. Nor could
my love canal.
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Thanks to original poster in Yahoo! gaymagazinefiction group!
Enjoy!
