When I started Dating way back in the sixties I did not always have a car at my disposal. On days like that my girlfriend and I would walk from her house up town to a movie and then back to her place after the show. We would neck in the theater and if the weather was nice sometimes in a secluded spot on the way home but that was about it for my sex life with her. At that time although I had had some experiences with men sucking each other I didn't know anyone who ever admitted being gay and had never come across anyone near my own age. All my partners had been men in their 30's or even older.
One particular summer Saturday my girl and I had had our usual date and after dropping her off instead of heading straight home I wandered over through the town to the park near the local radio station. I had found out that the park area and the spots under the bridge there were a cruising place for guys looking to hook up with someone for some casual sex and being the horny bastard I was after necking with her for a couple of hours I went there hoping to find some relief.
Usually when I got to the park I wandered on some of the trails just below the street. There was a stone wall beside the sidewalk and a drop of about 10 ft to a trail right below the wall. Pretty much anyone down there after dark was looking for someone to play with so it was just a question of seeing someone you liked and then figuring out if either of you had the courage to make the first move and see where it went from there.
On this particular night I saw a guy around 30 walking along the trail and smiled at him as we passed. A little later I realized he had changed directions and was following me so I went into a small grove of trees and took out my cock to take a piss. If he was interested he'd follow and if not I'd just say I had to go and expected he'd understand. The man followed me into the trees and said nothing as I pissed into the shrubs but stood a few feet away and watched. When I was done he quietly asked if I was looking for anything more than just a piss in the woods. I told him I might be depending on what it was and he grinned and said it was the sort of fun men had with each other.
At that point I admitted that that sounded pretty interesting and then he said he didn't really like playing there because it was often too busy and wondered if I'd go to Burgoyne woods with him. Since that was much nearer my home I greed and we walked out of the park and got into his car. On the short drive over to the Woods he started rubbing my leg and feeling my cock through my trousers.