A Rainy Saturday Awakening
By
64Unsure
(All characters are fictional and over 18)
Let me start by saying I am a 60 plus man, not in great shape, but getting better. I was married for over thirty years. A wonderful woman, who sadly passed away a year and a half ago. I took it kind of hard, and went into a period of depression. I just went to work, came home, sat around the house, watching TV and eating junk food.
One morning while getting ready for work, I grabbed a shirt and tried to pull it over my head, when it tore.
While I was taking it off, I noticed myself in the closet mirror, and seeing myself for the first time in a long time. I was not happy with what I saw. I looked around my bedroom, and realized I needed to make a change.
Mary would not have accepted the way I let myself, and our home, go to waste. So, that weekend I started to change, first I cleaned the house from top to bottom. That took a few days.
Next I began to eat a little more healthy, and finally began to get out of the house. I started walking again. Mary and I used to do that regularly.
There is a city park only a few blocks away. It has a jogging trail around the park that wines
through
the trees, with all the other courts and various things needed to enjoy yourself or your family while trying to get into shape.
The neighborhood where the park is located has a mixture of people from my age to college students, no dorms or apartments but houses and homes for all. Mary and I used to go to this park all the time.
The next Saturday I started heading back to the park to walk, and get the fresh air needed to get back into shape. Over the next several weeks, Saturday became a regular park routine. I would walk to the park, walk and run the jogging trail and return home. As time went on, I began to extend my time in the park, walking longer and taking more and more laps of the trail. The trail itself is nice, there are open areas where you can see most of the courts, and there are portions that are a little more secluded, tucked into the woods and around the streams that cut through the park.
It's always crowded on Saturdays. In the morning and most of the afternoon, so you always see plenty of the same people over and over again.
This one Saturday in October there was a little chill in the air and overcast with a drizzle of rain falling. The weather forecast for the day were storms moving in later in the afternoon. So, I intended to do two laps of the trail and head home before the storms moved in. I didn't mind the drizzle, it is the hard rain that I hated.
The park wasn't congested, due to the approaching bad weather. I'd say there weren't twenty people in the whole park, with most of them over at the courts.
As I was on my second lap of the trail, I had slowed from running to walking when it started to rain a little harder and decided to wait it out under one of the large trees in this part of the trail, hoping the rain would ease up for the walk back home.
As I shook off the rain, I heard a noise from behind me in the bushes further off the trail. It sounded like a low groan. Maybe somebody had tripped while doing the same thing I was, waiting out the rain, and hurt themselves.
Walking around the tree, I peeked through the brush, and saw one young man leaning against another tree. While another young man was on his knees in front of him with his back to me. As I looked closer, I saw the gentleman on his knees, head move back and forth. At the same time, the standing one let out another moan, and I realized he was getting a blowjob. I looked back down at the one giving it. Watching him get into giving head. I couldn't see what was happening, but from the porn I've watched over the years I knew what was happening. I began to get an uneasy feeling, something strange was going on in my mind. I caught myself wanting to see more.
As I looked back at the standing man, he opened his eyes and saw me standing there. I froze. He just smiled, and then winked at me. I was caught. I turned to leave when I slipped in the mud and fell. Landing hard and covering me in mud.
I pulled myself up, and saw the man on his knees had stopped and turned toward me. Seeing both of them looking at me. I was stuck like a deer in the headlamps of an on coming car.
I looked down and caught a glimpse of the kneeling man holding the erect penis of the man getting sucked. It looked big.
Something about getting caught looking at them made me panic. Turning away, I ran down the trail as fast as I could.
Being a bit out of shape, that sprint didn't last long, and I found myself slowing and stopping under another large tree towards the edge of the park to catch my breath. It began to rain harder and harder. I was stuck under this tree. When I looked back down the trail and saw the two men heading my way.
Oh! crap, what do I do now?
One of them yelled at me to hold up. I don't know why, but I didn't leave. When they caught up to me, they paused, and assured me that they were not going to cause me any trouble. Here is the conversation as good as I can recall it.
"Hey man, we don't want any trouble, we just wanted to make sure you weren't hurt. You fell pretty hard back there. Are you OK?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, just my pride got hurt when I fell on my ass. It was not my intention to stare park, back there. What you do is your business, but this is a public park, and you two should know better than to do that kind of stuff here." I replied.
"I know that. We live over there." The man who was on his knees was saying, as he pointed across the street.
"We enjoy this park regularly, but something came over me back there with the rain and the fact almost nobody was in the park today, I thought one quick one and nobody would catch us. By the way, I'm Jeff and this is Martin." he continued.
"Look, we're not perverts or anything, we keep our private life private. But this time you did catch us doing something that, maybe, we shouldn't have. All we are saying is we're sorry. Are you ok with that? By the way, what's your name?" his partner Martin said.
After thinking about it for a moment, I said.
"Yeah, it's ok. Just be a little more careful. There are families around." I took another second, and decided to add, "My name is Wayne."
"I've noticed you here before. Over the past few Saturdays. Walking and running around the park. Do you live around here?" Martin asked.
I nodded yes, and pointed in a different direction towards my part of the neighborhood.
"Look, it's going to rain for a while now, and we are all soaking wet. The fact you're covered in mud is in part our fault. Can we at least offer you a towel and a covered porch to wait out this weather?" Jeff said as he pointed again toward their house.
I looked across the street, and saw the fully covered front porch.
"We can stay outside on the porch, if you want, but can we, at least, get out of this rain?" he added as he turned and headed off. Martin just looked at me, smiled, turned and followed. Leaving me there alone. The rain was coming down harder now. The good thing was it washed away some mud.
