One of my first jobs was doing monotonous admin work at a business that was located just outside the city in Adelaide. It was a small office and I was the youngest staff member by about twenty years so there wasn’t really anyone I made friends with. My mind would wander all day, thinking about sex mainly, and I’d go to the toilets for a bit of relief at least once a day and nobody really noticed. It was just a daydream really every day and I was just so horny all the time doing nothing much except think about cock and my gay pussy and my craving for dick inside me.

Not only was the job boring, but I had a long 1 hour lunch break and there wasn’t really anywhere to go except the parklands opposite, which is a huge partly open partly wooded space with the city’s main river winding its way through it, called Bonython Park. I’d buy lunch from a shop nearby then walk over to the parklands to sit under a tree or by the River Torrens and eat it, watch the goings-on and have a bit of a walk around and explore.

One lunch break I was walking down by the river on a trail that wound into a steep-banked thicker grassed area which gave cover from the surrounding roads and other parts of the park. It was secluded enough and I was of course horny, so I thought I’d have a little play with myself. I cautiously got my cock out and started stroking it thinking sexy thoughts, checking around to make sure nobody was watching, and when it looked clear I slipped my pants down and started fingering my hungry bum and giving myself a little workup.

It felt so good I got lost in it all for a moment and I didn’t really take notice of my surrounds, then when I looked back around to check the coast was clear I suddenly spotted an older man about fifteen metres away squatting down with his back to a tree, watching me. Staring at me. I didn’t know quite what to do! I instinctively stopped for a minute and pretended I was having a wee in the bushes there and then went to put my cock away and I could see that he hadn’t flinched and in fact he wasn’t just watching me, he was playing with his cock out the side of his shorts.

This ridiculous risqué thought suddenly came over me, and I didn’t think anymore about it, I just turned back around and waved him over. He hesitated for a second or two, then made his way over cautiously looking around. As he got nearer, I could see he was probably about 50-55 years old with neat curly hair and long socks and businessy shorts like maybe a school teacher or a public servant or a bus driver all of those dressed like that in that era. I think I said hi, maybe I just smiled, and he did same, or just grunted, and then it was on.

He took my cock in his hand and started stroking me and I reach into his already unzipped shorts and pulled out his cock and did the same. Then we both kind of fell down into the tall grass there and I pulled my pants and underwear down for access, and started sucking his cock as I felt his fingers probing into my shameless young lovehole and he sucked my cock too. It was all frenzied so horny and spontaneous and ridiculous. And risky! While we were somewhat secluded, really anyone could’ve come along at any time and seen us being all horny and obscene. Something only a horny 19 year old would think was a good idea!

So this guys cock was about average size, I don’t remember much of the detail except he was almost throbbing he was so hard. It was like his cock was a size too small for how horny he was. He was just hot as fuck and pulsing. I sucked that demanding and, for me, fortuitous cock with urgency, wanting to get him off or at least to keep it quick. He seemed more purposeful, or at least experienced, and was paying more attention to my welcoming arsehole spitting in his hand and fingering me deeply and I realised oh god he actually wants to fuck me. Right here and now. Well, what the hell, why not?!

I kicked off my pants completely and lined up with him spooning me from behind and he just fed his hard cock into my wet gay pussy for me to press back against him and take it all inside. He held me around the waist to make sure his cock is safely filling my hole, and I’m kind of grinding against him as he fucks me more and more as his cock loses traction and starts to glide so he’s now fucking me proper. We are both looking around trying to stay low and now most definitely I’m moaning aloud, it was crazy really.

I think I gave him a few big arched back butt-grinds and I could feel he was right inside me and had a good position, then he fucked me hard for all of a minute or so. Short in time but it was smoking hot with all the uncontrolled nervous energy. The fear of getting caught, the random stranger, the age gap, him being a bit nerdy and me thinking I’m so cool at that age, fully bareback, spot for lube anal in public, the unexpectedness of it - I still remember it so fondly and clearly all these years later.

It was mostly awkward but it doesn’t matter, it’s all difficult angles, cramps and grass seeds and dirt from the path. I feel his cock stop deep and he’s pulsing and filling my desperately horny arsehole with cum. It just keeps coming. He’s drawing his balls up and his knees even up behind me as he clenched me tight and dumped some serious volume of built-up sperm into my hungry young gay cunt. I might have even cum too, I can’t recall it with all the fluster but later I think back and I probably did.

So I am there in a public park, naked from the waist down with this absolutely total stranger balls deep in my arse and he is keen to hold onto me and catch his breath after cumming inside me. I want out and wriggle away and start to quickly and clumsily get dressed. The guy is suddenly in a hurry too as we hear people talking and spot a couple of women walking not too far away on an adjacent path. It’s ridiculous but we are there both half dressed, cum is now oozing out of my freshly fucked bum, and we are ducked down on the ground in the grass as these women walk past on their daily exercise, unaware that a couple of shameless gays are fucking just a few metres away. They pass and we both quickly get dressed and go our separate ways. We never spoke. We barely made eye contact. I didn’t look back and I never saw him again.

I pulled myself together and realised I had a grass stain on my pants and had to make up some story about tripping over when I go back to the office after lunch. Sitting at the computer I can feel the cum in my arse and end up going to the toilet and rolling up a pad of toilet paper to sit between my cheeks in my underwear to soak up the stray sperm. The whole afternoon I can think of nothing but not getting caught, it just felt like every person I spoke to was looking right through me and knew exactly what I’d been up to. Like someone was going to say “I saw you having anal sex at the park today”. But of course they didn’t. Nobody knew except me and the anonymous man I met in the park that day on my lunch break...