Arabian Knight
I try to be good and I try to conform to regulations but you’ll hopefully forgive me when I tell you that the urge for the penis got the better of me after five whole months of being a good boy.
I was walking through a city park in Glasgow as part of my daily exercise routine, some weeks ago in the evening. This park is one that I’ve always known about but only recently discovered that apart from its wildlife of geese, ducks, and swans, it also has another nocturnal visitor….
To go around the pond in this park twice equates to 5km or 3 miles roughly, give or take and that’s what I found myself doing one evening. I stumbled across this young guy who turned out to be Arabic, he passed me as I was doing my run and smiled at me, I thought nothing of it, it was just a courteous gesture on his part. Each night that I would go for my run or walk, I would encounter my Arabian Knight roughly at the same location and it then dawned upon me that he wasn’t out for normal exercise but some other form of activity.
One night, whilst out running, I went into my cool down walk and caught a glimpse of this guy in the distance. I decided to change my route and walked to the area he was in. As I was passing him, he smiled again, and I decided to return that smile but deliberately look down at his crotch as I wanted to see if he had any semblance of an impending erection. He had on jogging trousers without a zip or fly front, so it was quite difficult to make out what he was hiding. I then walked past but stopped some yards away and turned around to see him do the same, so I turned around and went to another part of the park, more open and in view of anyone passing but I wanted to see if the old gaydar was working and to test him, to see if he would follow. He duly did and we briefly chatted, but he didn’t mess about, he asked me, “If I wanted to see it” as he began playing with whatever was behind the clothing. I had to decline his offer at that time, and he did offer to exchange telephone numbers, but I had to leave and return to meet other members of my party.
The next day, my thoughts were on this brief encounter the night before and I wondered if my Arabian friend would be in the park that night. Again, the same routine was employed, go out, walk, jog, run and walk slowly around the area he was in – blast he wasn’t there! I was gutted, I decided to continue my exercise but up on the hillside is a broken bench and there was the guy that I was desperate to see, as I was desperate to find out what package he had under those joggers.
I approached him and he of few words, suggested that we go further into the bushes, further up the hill. I am always cautious about outdoor activities especially in daylight hours and my first encounter with this guy was just that in broad daylight but in an area hidden and surrounded by dense shrubbery. He directed me through tall grass and bracken (a kind of thick bush in Scotland) and eventually we made our way to a small clearing. I was desperate to see what he had to offer and slowly but surely he put his hand down his joggers and pulled out the most massive cock that I’ve ever seen, it was not just thick but it was extra thick and long and had a huge head. I was so nervous, so concerned about doing things outdoors and being caught (I was never like that in my youth where I was carefree and adventurous) but it wasn’t long before I was on my knees engulfing his head and a great length of his cock in my mouth. Being bent down but not keeling on my knees prevented me from staying down on him too long and as I rose to get up and allow him to finish the event by wanking, he forcefully turned me around and pulled down my shorts from behind. I did seriously try to stop him as I could hear voices nearby and was now becoming very anxious but he overpowered me to some degree and to some degree, I was excited at the prospect of what he was intending to do.
He is slight to medium build and not very tall but he is an extremely powerful man and once he had my shorts down, enough to expose my anus, without a condom or lube he forced his penis into my anal cavity. It was neither comfortable or uncomfortable as the overriding feelings were of anticipation, excitement, and risk. Anticipation of how would I accommodate such a huge piece, excitement at the prospect of a raw, bareback fuck in the middle of a city park and fully aware of the risk of being caught with my shorts down and a massive tool inside me.
He fucked me and kept pushing me over, he wanted me bent over so that he could get full entry but I kept standing up as I had nothing to lean on or hold onto and had to stand upright with this thick tool inside me.
We would continue to bump into each other in the park and on most occasions we would head to our hideaway location and the same ritual would take place, he would pull out his cock, I’d drop to my knees, suck him off and then he would spin me around and fuck me hard without lube or any stimulant to make taking his cock easier and this would continue but each time we met but suddenly he stopped appearing in the park and I was devastated, as his cock was to die for and it was the width and length that I’ve always dreamed of having.
I returned to my exercise activities and the weeks passed and then again he appeared, there was no meet, just an acknowledgement of each other’s presence and again I didn’t see him for weeks until last week when he was sitting on a bench in an area near to where he normally hangs out. I stopped to speak to him and he asked me if I wanted to go to the place and the normal routine took place but I was always bewildered because when he was about to ejaculate he would always withdraw and cum on the grass or bushes, only once did he cum on my hand and he tasted good!
Tonight, I deliberately decided to visit the park, I wasn’t that horny but an opportunity arose for me to visit the park without the usual company that I exercise with in the park (all at different levels and paces) and so I went around to his usual haunt and sure enough he was there. This time, we spoke longer, and I asked him if he wanted to exchange telephone numbers and he readily agreed. As we chatted, I could see his bulge was getting bigger and he as bold as brass asked me if I ‘wanted him’ and of course, by this stage I did.
So, what was different about this visit tonight? Well, I was able to suck him for much longer than usual and then he beckoned that he wanted to fuck me (it’s not easy with jeans on) and when he did fuck me this time, I told him not to withdraw but to shoot his load inside me. I left that park with a smile on my face, with full knowledge that my Arabian Knight had made my night, he had claimed my anus as his, he had fully loaded me with his life giving seed and he was ball deep inside me.
Now that I have his telephone number and I am free to text him, I intend to serve my Master well and be his submissive cumdump.
I was walking through a city park in Glasgow as part of my daily exercise routine, some weeks ago in the evening. This park is one that I’ve always known about but only recently discovered that apart from its wildlife of geese, ducks, and swans, it also has another nocturnal visitor….
To go around the pond in this park twice equates to 5km or 3 miles roughly, give or take and that’s what I found myself doing one evening. I stumbled across this young guy who turned out to be Arabic, he passed me as I was doing my run and smiled at me, I thought nothing of it, it was just a courteous gesture on his part. Each night that I would go for my run or walk, I would encounter my Arabian Knight roughly at the same location and it then dawned upon me that he wasn’t out for normal exercise but some other form of activity.
One night, whilst out running, I went into my cool down walk and caught a glimpse of this guy in the distance. I decided to change my route and walked to the area he was in. As I was passing him, he smiled again, and I decided to return that smile but deliberately look down at his crotch as I wanted to see if he had any semblance of an impending erection. He had on jogging trousers without a zip or fly front, so it was quite difficult to make out what he was hiding. I then walked past but stopped some yards away and turned around to see him do the same, so I turned around and went to another part of the park, more open and in view of anyone passing but I wanted to see if the old gaydar was working and to test him, to see if he would follow. He duly did and we briefly chatted, but he didn’t mess about, he asked me, “If I wanted to see it” as he began playing with whatever was behind the clothing. I had to decline his offer at that time, and he did offer to exchange telephone numbers, but I had to leave and return to meet other members of my party.
The next day, my thoughts were on this brief encounter the night before and I wondered if my Arabian friend would be in the park that night. Again, the same routine was employed, go out, walk, jog, run and walk slowly around the area he was in – blast he wasn’t there! I was gutted, I decided to continue my exercise but up on the hillside is a broken bench and there was the guy that I was desperate to see, as I was desperate to find out what package he had under those joggers.
I approached him and he of few words, suggested that we go further into the bushes, further up the hill. I am always cautious about outdoor activities especially in daylight hours and my first encounter with this guy was just that in broad daylight but in an area hidden and surrounded by dense shrubbery. He directed me through tall grass and bracken (a kind of thick bush in Scotland) and eventually we made our way to a small clearing. I was desperate to see what he had to offer and slowly but surely he put his hand down his joggers and pulled out the most massive cock that I’ve ever seen, it was not just thick but it was extra thick and long and had a huge head. I was so nervous, so concerned about doing things outdoors and being caught (I was never like that in my youth where I was carefree and adventurous) but it wasn’t long before I was on my knees engulfing his head and a great length of his cock in my mouth. Being bent down but not keeling on my knees prevented me from staying down on him too long and as I rose to get up and allow him to finish the event by wanking, he forcefully turned me around and pulled down my shorts from behind. I did seriously try to stop him as I could hear voices nearby and was now becoming very anxious but he overpowered me to some degree and to some degree, I was excited at the prospect of what he was intending to do.
He is slight to medium build and not very tall but he is an extremely powerful man and once he had my shorts down, enough to expose my anus, without a condom or lube he forced his penis into my anal cavity. It was neither comfortable or uncomfortable as the overriding feelings were of anticipation, excitement, and risk. Anticipation of how would I accommodate such a huge piece, excitement at the prospect of a raw, bareback fuck in the middle of a city park and fully aware of the risk of being caught with my shorts down and a massive tool inside me.
He fucked me and kept pushing me over, he wanted me bent over so that he could get full entry but I kept standing up as I had nothing to lean on or hold onto and had to stand upright with this thick tool inside me.
We would continue to bump into each other in the park and on most occasions we would head to our hideaway location and the same ritual would take place, he would pull out his cock, I’d drop to my knees, suck him off and then he would spin me around and fuck me hard without lube or any stimulant to make taking his cock easier and this would continue but each time we met but suddenly he stopped appearing in the park and I was devastated, as his cock was to die for and it was the width and length that I’ve always dreamed of having.
I returned to my exercise activities and the weeks passed and then again he appeared, there was no meet, just an acknowledgement of each other’s presence and again I didn’t see him for weeks until last week when he was sitting on a bench in an area near to where he normally hangs out. I stopped to speak to him and he asked me if I wanted to go to the place and the normal routine took place but I was always bewildered because when he was about to ejaculate he would always withdraw and cum on the grass or bushes, only once did he cum on my hand and he tasted good!
Tonight, I deliberately decided to visit the park, I wasn’t that horny but an opportunity arose for me to visit the park without the usual company that I exercise with in the park (all at different levels and paces) and so I went around to his usual haunt and sure enough he was there. This time, we spoke longer, and I asked him if he wanted to exchange telephone numbers and he readily agreed. As we chatted, I could see his bulge was getting bigger and he as bold as brass asked me if I ‘wanted him’ and of course, by this stage I did.
So, what was different about this visit tonight? Well, I was able to suck him for much longer than usual and then he beckoned that he wanted to fuck me (it’s not easy with jeans on) and when he did fuck me this time, I told him not to withdraw but to shoot his load inside me. I left that park with a smile on my face, with full knowledge that my Arabian Knight had made my night, he had claimed my anus as his, he had fully loaded me with his life giving seed and he was ball deep inside me.
Now that I have his telephone number and I am free to text him, I intend to serve my Master well and be his submissive cumdump.
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