I had a day off work, and for once, the sun was shining. As I got up from bed, I felt the sun’s rays warming up my apartment. I had nothing planned for the day - I could do with it as I liked.
After breakfast, I took a shower and got myself dressed. I sat in front of the television for a while, wondering what I could do with my day off.
As I flicked through my social media, I came across a few naughty tweets from people I follow and started to get a bit hot under the collar.
I kept looking and soon enough, had my hand in my boxers as I scrolled through dirty pictures and videos on Twitter. A good 15 minutes went by as I was gently massaging my dick and balls and had my eyes firmly planted on the screen in my left hand.
I soon decided I wasn’t going to waste this day on a quick bit of self-service on the sofa. I headed for the bedroom to change into something a bit more comfortable.
I put on my favourite grey trackie shorts, a t shirt, and trainers. It was a hot day and I wanted the air to be free-flowing, so I forwent the boxers this time.
I loved the feeling of wearing these shorts without underwear. They kept everything in place but still left plenty of space for the breeze to keep me cool.
I left my apartment block and headed for the nearby park. I was lucky that my building was only about a mile from a beautiful park, full of open fields, ponds, and secluded wooded areas.
20 minutes of walking went by as I was thinking to myself about what fun I might be able to get up to in the park.
On the way, I saw plenty of other lads wearing similar trackies to mine, which showed off their packages nicely.
There were also plenty of hot women around today - the hot weather had meant they weren’t wearing a great deal of clothes either.
‘Perfect!’, I thought.
Once I’d arrived at the park, I took a stroll through a few of the open fields. There were a lot of families, couples, and groups of kids out enjoying the weather - I thought perhaps I wouldn’t be able to get up to much if the whole park was this busy.
Anyway, at the edge of one of the fields, I found myself at the top of a downward slope towards a quiet wooded area. I couldn’t see much in there from where I stood because the sun wasn’t getting through the branches of the trees.
I’d had fun in some of the park’s other wooded areas before but had never even noticed this part. Regardless, I had plenty of time on my hands, so I thought I’d take a look.
Carefully, I inched down the slope. Luckily I managed not to flat on my arse! At the bottom, I climbed through some brambles and started to meander through the woods.
I must have wandered for a good 10 minutes. The slope was long behind me by now, and I couldn’t even make out the path back or the route I’d taken.
I kept going, and suddenly, the smell of cannabis hit me. I thought to myself that I’d need to be careful, but I might just be in luck.
I followed my nose, and the smell of the got stronger and stronger, although I still couldn’t see anyone or even hear any people.
Then suddenly, a young, but deep, voice called out: “Oi lad!” He was much closer than I’d realised.
*to be continued* |
