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How do they know?

It was a warm Friday evening and I had gone to the park to escape my dysfunctional home and enjoy some quiet solitude in the darkening empty park. It had been a long hard week of junior high school and I just wanted some peace and quiet. I was comfortable in a pair of cotton gym shorts, tee shirt, sneakers and socks. The shorts were old and probably too short and I wasn’t wearing underpants because I didn’t want to. If I was alone in the park I could play with my dick and wearing loose shorts and no underpants gave me easy access. If I was lucky and no one was around, I could play with my dick enough to shoot my little boy load on the ground, which excited me. I had just recently been able to jerk off and loved the feeling of shooting off my little boy load, especially outdoors in the open.

The park was empty when I arrived and I was playing with my dick while sitting at a picnic table under a tree in the middle of the park when I heard a noise and quickly put by dick back under my shorts and sat quietly. A man I had met before sat down beside me saying ‘hello again.’ I just mumbled something and looked away. I felt my face turning red because of what had happened the last time he came along and found me here. He continued to talk to me about the warm evening, the quiet air, how it was getting dark and I did not respond, my heart racing, wondering where this was going. I had met this man here before and he had gotten me to do things for him that both embarrassed me and sort of exhilarated me. I wasn’t anxious to do it again but in a way I was feeling a rush of anxiety I couldn’t explain.

He was sitting on the bench with his back against the table and stretched his arm in front of me (I was sitting facing forward) and began to rub his cock under his pants with his other hand. My breathing increased when I saw him fondling himself and I couldn’t take my eyes away from him massaging himself through his pants. He smiled when he saw me watching him play with himself.

Can I do it with you again, he asked quietly. I just sat there with my head down and didn’t make a sound and he said again, can we do it again? Come on, let’s do it again, ok? By now it was getting dark and no one was in sight and part of me wanted to obey him but something in me said no, this is wrong, you are a boy and he is a man and you shouldn’t do this, but again, he said, come on, no one’s here and I won’t tell. Didn’t we have fun last time? Come on, what’s the harm? He leaned forward taking his outstretched arm off of the table and put his hand on my bare thigh, moving it up and down touching my crotch. I didn’t move and let him feel my leg and reach into my shorts and fondle my little dick making it hard.

So slowly I swung my legs around to sit facing out as he was, my dick sticking up hard in my shorts and his arm now around me stroking my shoulder and caressing my slender neck.

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