A Walk Through the Park

I'm 69 and after a heart attack I started doing a lot of walking at my wife's urging. I live close to Trade Winds Park located in the city of Coconut Creek and drive there and walk for a good hour along it's winding trails.

I don't really remember when I started noticing the same red Ford Explorer driving in and out of the park about the time I was on my walk. At first I didn't really think anything about it, but then one day I had to take a piss and red Explorer was parked across the path from the bathroom when I went inside.

Entering the bathroom I was surprised to see a man of enormous statue and even older than me standing at one of the two urinals. I hadn't seen him entering and I had an unobstructed view of the door of the bathroom a long ways down the road as I was approaching. Maybe he has a prostate problem, I thought as I walked up to the urinal next to him.

As I approached the man turned his head in my direction. "Jogging?" He asked.

I really hadn't realized just how big the old man was until I was standing near him. He stood a head taller than me and had broad shoulders like a linebacker. He was completely bald with a nasty looking scar running down the length of his left cheek. If he hadn't of smiled at that moment I think I would have run out of the bathroom. But his smile light up is scary face and almost made him look handsome.

"No just walking and you?" I asked.

"Just cruising." He said and glanced down at his dick, which he was holding in his hand as though he was trying to take a piss. I couldn't help but follow his glance and found myself staring at the biggest, fattest dick I had ever seen in person. The big old man glanced up quickly and caught me looking at his dick. "Big isn't it!" He said still smiling.

"Yea" I mumbled as I felt my face turning beet red. If I hadn't had to piss like a racehorse, I would have turned and walked away. But I was almost leaking in my shorts; I had to piss so bad. So I stared straight ahead as I fumbled with my own dick until I got it out of my shorts. Immediately I started pissing a strong stream.

"Man, you had to go real bad." The tall burly old man said looking down at my dick. "I see you are circumcised." He said. "Doesn't that make it difficult to jack off? Not having any foreskin, I mean."

I tried to ignore him as I pushed the urine out of my dick as fast as I could.

"Doesn't it hurt jacking off a circumcised peter?" He asked in a determined tone of voice that I couldn't ignore.

"I use baby lotion." I mumbled and turn red again as I realized that I had just confessed to masturbating to a complete stranger.

"Do you jack off often?" The old man said as he shifted his towering body to face me, bring his huge dick around so that it was within inches of my hand holding my own dick.

"No, I'm married." I told him hoping that my being married would cause him to loose interest in me. But that only caused him to ask me more questions.

"Is your wife your age?" He asked. I just nodded my head. "Does she still let you fuck her?" Again I nodded yes as I prayed that I would finish pissing quickly. "Do you eat your pussy?" The old man asked.

The question caught me so off guard that I glanced at him. His smile was still there but it suddenly wasn't pleasant to see. And he was openly masturbating his huge dick. "Do you?" He asked again.

I shook my head as I glanced back down at my own dick. I had never thought of it as being small before, but it looked tiny compared to the old man's next to me.

"Think she could take a dick as big as mine?" The old man asked as he inched closer to me so that the foreskin hanging over the head of his huge dick touched the hand I was holding my cock with.

A strange tingle raced through me body at the touch of his dick against my hand. Suddenly my legs were weak! For a moment I thought I was going to faint. Damn, I'm acting like a schoolgirl! I thought. God! Am I queer! The thought shook me to my core.

"Turn toward me and show me your little peter." The big guy said in a whispering voice that I found myself obeying. Even though I am 69, I suddenly felt like I was a little boy again stand beside my father. And I obeyed the huge old man like I used to obey my own father when he used to give me a bath when I was a kid. And damn if the old wasn't looking at my old peter just like my father had looked at my little boy dick. And suddenly I remembered wishing my father would touch my little boy dick.

It was as though the powerful old man could read my mind. Slowly he reached out his huge hand and wrapped his meaty fingers around my short stubby dick.

"Don't! Please don't." I found myself saying in a weak meaningless voice.

"You ever had your dick sucked?" The big senior asked.

"No." I answered in a breathy voice. My head was swimming from the rush of sexual excitement pulsing through my body.

"Garb hold of my dick. See what it feels like to have a big dick in your hand for they first time." The old man ordered as he gave me a sinter look that I dared not disobey.

I reached my hand out. I stopped short of touching the old man's monster dick.

"Grab it!" He hissed.

I closed my long slender fingers around his huge dick and was shocked to realize that my fingers couldn't reach completely around the old man's swollen dick.

"Jack it!" The old man ordered.

"Please, someone might come in. We might get arrested." I protested.

"Jack it!" The big guy said as he spit on his hand and started jacking my short stubby dick. "Do it!"

I too started jacking his monster dick. And although I hate to admit it, my own dick was throbbing like I was a kid again. I don't know which felt better, my hand on his huge dick or his spit covered hand on my little dick.

Then he let go of my dick and grabbed me by the shoulders and in spite of my trying to remain standing, the old man forced me down to my knees until my face was inches from his huge swollen dick.

"Suck it." He ordered.

Hidden memories of how much I had wanted to suck my own father's dick when I had once walked in on my pissing surfaced in a rush of passion. Suddenly I was taking the old man's huge dick in my mouth and sucking it. I swallowed as much of the big man's dick as I could handle and then without being told to do so started sucking and tonguing his dick like I was a queer.

"Have you sucked cock before?" The old man asked as he patted my head of gray hair.

I shook my head as best I could.

After a few more moment of letting me suck his dick, the old man showed me his strength by reaching down and pulling me to my feet as though I was as light as a feather. Then before I should even stop him, he embraced me and pushed his old tongue into my mouth and we, two senior men, were kissing as though he we were teenagers. I really did try to fight against kissing the old man but once our two old tongues intertwined I was lost in the passion of the kiss.

Then he broke our embrace and put his lips to my ear and whispered. "I'm going to rape you as though you were a woman!" He breath smelled of whisky. "I'm going to fuck you like you fuck your wife." He added as he reached behind me and pulled down my shorts.

I can explain my passiveness only by say that I was under a sort of sexual spell. The thought of getting fucked in the ass revolted me yet I couldn't bring myself to fight against the old man. And it wasn't because I am a weakling. I consider myself to be strong and in great physical health for a man of 69yo. But against the big dick old man I was as helpless as a baby.

When he told me to lean over and grab the urinal, I did as he asked. And while smelling the reek of urine, I felt the old man rubbing some kind of lubricate on his monster dick. Then suddenly the huge head of his enormous member was pressing against my asshole.

"Please don't." I whispered even though my own dick was throbbing with anticipation of getting fuck by the old man's gigantic dick. "It'll hurt too much." I added but found myself pushing my ass back against his dick. God, what am I doing, I thought as the old man shoved the head of his slippery dick into my asshole.

The pain caused me to gasp for breath, but I didn't cry out. I can't explain the combination of pleasure and pain that flashed through my body as the old man drove his huge dick inside me. And even though the pain brought tears to my old eyes, I found myself enjoying it.

Then he was fucking me harder than I had ever fucked my wife. The old man pumped his plump man meat into me over and over again as I moaned and grunted like a whore getting fucked. I would have never thought that my old asshole would have stretched big enough to handle his monster dick. It did!


And when he grabbed my by the shoulders and slammed his dick as deep inside of me as it would go and came! I too shot off. Cum squirted out of my old dick like I was fifteen-year-old again. And this without me even touching it.

The old man turned me around and kissed me passionately. And damn if I didn't kiss him back just as fervently! I never remember kissing my wife and anyone else that way before.

"Be here tomorrow at the same time." The scar faced old man whispered. Then he was gone and I was pulling up my shorts as fast as possible.

I walked toward the bathroom door slowly as my asshole was throbbing painfully. I didn't see any sign of the big old man when I got outside. The red Explorer was gone. Suddenly I had to walk over to one of the pick nick tables and set down I was feeling so dizzy. I found myself wonder if I should go to the police. But then I thought, what would I tell them! I had let him fuck me. I hadn't offered any resistance. And damn at the moment I had enjoyed it more than any sex act I had ever experienced.

When I got up from the bench and started walking home, I knew that I would be looking forward to seeing the old man again the next day.