I hastily yanked down my trousers and pants, dropped to my knees, and started frantically jerking myself. I scrambled through the bushes and up the rise until I was no longer visible to passes by, which on a quiet afternoon like this wasn’t much of a problem anyway. I followed this path, my usual route until I reached a small wooded rise just off the track. I finally reached the entrance to the park, there were several paths leading past a golf course than past the fishing ponds. This particular day I was feeling even more aroused than usual, my teen cock was stiff and throbbing in my pants as I quickly marched along the road, desperate to get into the park where I could relieve myself. I would find a secluded spot away from the paths and pleasure myself to wild and explosive orgasms. I looked forward to this walk, which I made once a week. Anyway, my story begins on a warm Wednesday afternoon, my last class of the day had ended, and I was walking home via a large country park.
With this being said, I’m most definitely straight and never entertained the idea of fooling around with a guy. Being a teenager, I’m constantly brimming with sexual frustration. I’m Dave, an 18-year-old college student, I’m kind of a recluse and yes I’m a virgin.