DC

A while back I had a couple of nights in Washington which I haven't told you about.

First there was the park which was listed on squirt and cruising for sex. When I got there it was around closing time. I read about needing to look out for cops but the guys there didn't seem too concerned. Almost all of them were black guys. There was a few of them hanging around in front of a statue. One guy was just standing there with his pants down around his knees while another guy was sliding his raw dick up his arse. Funny was that the slut kept standing straight up rather than bending forward like you normally do if you are getting fucked. I was sitting on park bench behind them, watching. So another guy comes over to me. He gets me to suck on his dick then goes over and pushes into the slut's arse then comes back for me to blow him again. His dick was tasty but not shitty. After half an hour things got quiet plus it felt as if the guys there were mostly into other black or latino types.

I headed down to men's party which I'd never been to before. It was naked night. There wasn't a lot of talent to choose from. In one of the cubicles in the basement there was one guy on his belly, legs wide, exposing his shaved arsehole. I rimmed him for a few minutes, which made my dick hard. Then I slid my dick into him raw and fucked him for a while. He had a nice hole and a hot body but I didn't want to come right at the start of the evening so I left him and walked around.

When I came back down half an hour later there was a younger guy in glasses fucking the same slut. He didn't have a rubber on. I talked to the young guy. He said he was Irish. He pulled out so I could suck on his dick. Then he fucked me for a few minutes. Whatever he did he didn't show a lot of enthusiasm, as if he was tranquilised or something. He pulled out and then fucked the other slut but again without any sign of real interest or excitment.

Eventually I left him to it. Upstairs there was a black guy in a chair. Not pretty but kind of hot. He was happy for me to suck him. He kept growing. Eventually I was chewing on a real XL sized dick. I asked if I could sit on it. Sure. I hopped up on the chair facing him, slowly slid down onto his dick and moved up and down on it. I bounced on his raw dick for a few minutes. He was real big but I wasn't getting much sensation. I slid off and sucked him for a while to harden him up, then turned around with my back to him and slid back down onto his dick. This time I could really feel him in my arse. A few minutes of that and I blew a load all over the floor. I pulled off, turned round and sucked him till he gave me a mouthful.

I went back the following night. One guy with a mustache gave me the eye as I walked in. I liked the look of him. I walked around for a few minutes to see what was there. I ran into mustache in one of the corridors. I groped him and he followed me into a back room. We made out for a while then I dropped my pants and told him to get down there and suck me. He was a good slutty cocksucker and got me good and hard. I liked the feel of his mustache. I bent him over the bunk, pulled down his pants, squatted down and started eating him out. He had a good hairy arse, tasty but not raunchy. He said I could basically do anything I wanted with his arse. I took it he meant he was poz and took loads. I said let's go to a cubicle but before that I slid my dick into his hole just to test the goods. It felt real good so I kept it there. He may have been a slut but he had a tight, really fuckable arsehole.

I worked on his tits. He liked it rough. I worked him over for a while then made him get up on the bunk, hauled his pants off and fucked him doggy style. The feeling of his arse on my raw dick was making me real horny. I pushed myself up higher and starting banging my dick down into him from above. The slut loved it. There were other guys round us pulling their dicks while they watched.

I pulled out and got back down on the floor. His arse was now quite open and slick. i stuck a couple of fingers in then two more. He was opening up further. I tried to get all my fingers and thumb in there. He was moaning but didn't stop me. I opened him up a long way before he stopped me. Too dry I guess. I stand him against the bunk and slide my dick back into him and banged him real hard for a few minutes.

Eventually he got down on the floor and started blowing me. He wanted my load. I explained I was mostly bottom and wanted to get my arse fucked even though his arse was making me really horny. He decided to call it a night, though only after we made out again.

Downstairs there was a 50ish guy in a cubicle. Nice body but he was a bit out of it. He had a nice little hole, tight, with a bit of hair around it. I fucked him a bit. He wanted me to keep going till I could give him a load. I decided to keep moving. I still wanted to get my arse fucked.

I ended up in a sort of orgy room - the end of a dead-end corridor with a dozen guys crammed inside. A tall guy with a little gut feels me up, pulls his dick out of his briefs and slaps it against my arse. He complains about not having any lube but eventually gets it inside me just with spit, which is what I want. He has a fat uncut dick. He pumps away as I lean over the bunk. He was a hot fuck, especially when he wrapped his arms round my chest and gave me a bear hug. After a few hits of poppers I was really into it and would have taken his load if he had kept going. But the rough fuck plus the crowd was making me excited. I couldn't hold off. I blew my load on the floor while he held me tight. He kept cuddling me and making out while I came down from the orgasm. He said he was from Russia.

I guess that's a lot of risk for a couple of nights. The guy with the mustache was hot but he must have been poz. Same for the slut I fucked on the first night and the black guy whose dick I sat on and the Russian who barebacked me. Haven't heard back from the doctor so I figure the test was negative though theoretically I'm still inside the window. I guess the fact I didn't take any loads makes the risk lower though any random barebacking in a town like Washington is kinda like russian roulette. All a bit chilling if I think rationally about it.

Moonlight

Another mild night so I headed down to the park. It turned into quite a night.

The first guy to make a move on me was a bit younger than me, solid, leather jacket, military type haircut. He pulled his dick out and pushed my face down onto it. He had a nice fat piece of meat, huge foreskin. I got down on my knees as he started rough-fucking my throat. He leant over my back, started fingering my hole. I stood up and turned to let him in. He rubbed his dick up and down my crack as he reached in his pocket for a rubber. He pushed inside me but soon pulled out - too much traffic up and down the track. We headed up the gully instead.

I knelt and sucked him again till he hardened up. He wanted to get back into my arse. He gave me a hit of poppers and then pushed in, this time with no rubber. He was a good fuck: got me to wrap my arms back around his thighs as I bent over double. Every few minutes he would pull out, give me another hit of amyl and get me to suck on his dick to get him hard again.

We started to attract an audience, five or six guys standing around us watching, some of them jerking themselves. There was bright moonlight which made the scene even hornier. I took turns on my knees to suck my juices from under his foreskin and bent double as he banged my arse. It was hot, though he wasn't quite hard enough to make this pig squeal. After 20 minutes he decided he'd had enough, zipped up without coming and headed back down the gully.

I wandered over to the bridge and squatted facing a couple of guys leaning against the opposite rail. A few minutes ... then the closest one, who had been in the moonshade, moved across, stood in front of me and unzipped. He was hot: 20s, dark hair, solid pecs, a little belly, long thin dick.

He hardened up fast and I took him down, first just in my mouth then all the way. He fucked me deep in my throat until I was gagging. I came up gasping then went back down for more. We carried on like this for 10 minutes, taking hits of amyl. His dick was getting covered in that mucus you get from deep throating.

I stood up, running my hands over his pecs, asked if he wanted more of the same or wanted to push his dick up my arse. He wanted my arse. I turned and bent, grippingthe opposite rail. He dropped his jeans all the way and slid his dick into me. It was a different kind of fuck: he wasn't into pounding away at my arse. He held me tight, around the waist, across the chest, at times with his arms under my armpits and pulling me down onto him by the shoulders, all the time pressing his pelvis as hard as he could against my arse. He made the most of the leverage on the narrow bridge: supporting himself on one side while pressing me hard against the other. We paused every few minutes for more amyl.

He wanted skin on skin. He kept wrapping his arms around me and squeezing me tight, at the same time as he was rubbing his thighs against the backs of my legs. He had downy thighs which felt amazing against my legs and arse. From time to time he slipped out and I dropped down to suck his dick before he slid it back in. I wanted more freedom to spread my legs and move on him so I pulled out of one leg of my jeans to let me spread my legs more. I was basically naked. He kept his shirt on. The guys who had been watching earlier hung around to enjoy the new show. One guy came and stood real close, playing with himself as we got into it.

Eventually my stud decided he'd had enough. He pulled out, just held me from behind while we chatted quietly. Turned out he was Irish. Eventually he zipped up and wandered off.

The voyeur from before was still standing there. Fuck that was hot! he said. I got closer for a look. Younger than me, curly red-brown hair and beard. He said he was bi and only there to watch. not play. He only fucks women but he gets off on seeing guys naked or having sex. He has fantasies about going to the Folsom street fair to see guys wandering around with their dicks hanging out.

The more we talked the more excited he was getting. I was still standing there with only one foot in my jeans, my dick waving in the air. He decided to be brave: pulled his trainers off, pulled his jeans right off and started pulling at his dick. He asked if he could touch mine. The way he did so it felt as if he had never touched a guy's dick before. I asked him to bend over and show me his arse. He did: tight little white butt, but too dark to see his hole, and he didn't want to get touched.

He wanted more. He asked if I would walk down the gully track with him with no pants on! I hadn't really got hard all night (I'd jerked off before I headed out to the park ...) but kinky red-head was making me hard. I took my jeans all the way off, put my trainers back on and followed him down the track in the moonlight. He had warned me he would run for it if anyone came along. But when another guy came up the track he brazened it out. We stopped and waited. The guy came across to check out these crazies walking around with no pants and hard dicks. He hung around, decided to join in for a laugh. Red-head stood there jerking for a few minutes till he blew his wad.

So that was my night at the park. I didn't get off but it was kinda crazy and fun. Can't complain.