I became aware at about 20 that there were a group of men in the city that hung around a garden/ park on the side of the river valley beside the local radio station. When going home late in the evening there was always someone walking around there and I soon learned that there was an easy way for a young guy to get off if I was willing to play with men. Since my earlier experiences with men I met at the city hall bathroom that thought didn't bother me at all.
One night having had a few drinks at the local bar frequented by most of our university crowd I was setting out for home and decided I'd drop by the park and see what if anything was going on. Sure enough there were a few men wandering around the paths through the garden and the bushes so I entered and started down the hill away from the road. Soon another man about 30 tall and neatly dressed was following me and as I slowed down he asked me if I was looking for some fun. When I said yes he suggested going a little farther down the path to a bit of a clearing between some bushes where we would be well hidden from view. That suited me fine but I was somewhat taken aback when I got there to find another man already in the clearing.
The first guy said not to worry because they knew each other and were actually looking for someone they could both play with. I wasn't entirely sure about that but when they started to talk with me neither was aggressive and so I stayed. The one who had spoken to me first started rubbing my legs and back which felt nice and as I started getting an erection the talk turned to whether I liked girls or boys or both. I explained I went both ways but didn't have a steady girl at the time and so my options for relief were a bit limited. The other guy was quieter and leaning against the trunk of a tree I realized he was rubbing his own cock through his pants and watching the 2 of us. My new friend started rubbing the rising mound in my pants and then suggested I might be more comfortable with it out instead.
