Early Days in High Park...Thirteen...

I again stayed out of the park for an extended period of time. AIDS wasn't in the headlines of the news nearly as much as it was back in the mid 80's but it was still out there. And this time a man not only fucked me but planted his seed in me as well. I went to the doctor for a physical and I was fine but I was fixated about the prospect of coming down with AIDS.

I was 26 and still living the lifestyle I had been living at 22 when I first moved into the High Park area...But my sex life had a life of it's own. And eventually I was back in the park doing what I apparently do best. My first night back, I ran into an older well to do gentleman who I had hooked up with a number of times before. He liked to rub and feel my legs when I wore pantyhose. It was late autumn and getting chilly. He usually would blow me but this time he invited me back to his place. I graciously declined his offer. I've often regretted that. He was a nice guy who had a luxury condo on the waterfront. It probably would have been great fun for me to go back to his place but I didn't trust myself and preferred to be on my home turf.

It was a cool night in November, so I cruised the road in the middle of the park, looking for vans who might pass by. Nothing happening. I checked the veranda at the schoolhouse. No activity. The park could be like this once the cooler weather started. It was getting colder and my hands were getting numb. I walked out of the park and crossed Bloor Street to get back to my place and this man sitting in his car lowered his windshield and asked me how I was doing. I could see him checking me out, giving me the once over. I told him I was heading back to my place and he was welcome to join me if he wished. Apparently that was his wish. He drove me back to my place. Came up to my apartment and sat down on the couch while I made him some tea.

I sat next to him and he put his hand on my leg. "You're a fine looking boy" he said. "I've seen you go into the park at night. You usually wear a pair of tight jean cut-offs. I was startled. This guy was watching me go into the park. "Tell me what you do in the park?" he asked. I told him I suck a lot of cocks. "Would you like to suck mine?". I told him to let me go into the bedroom and take off my jeans so I could get into something more comfortable.

I returned wearing nothing but my red thong along with a pair of nylon stockings I had, compliments of the well to do gentleman I mentioned earlier. "Oh baby, suck my cock now before I cum just looking at you". I adjusted my mirror so he could have a clear view of my ass and legs. I got on my knees, knelt over his big red cock. Took it in my mouth and worked him over big time. I took him deep and twirled my tongue around his cock as I went up and down his hairy shaft. I licked and sucked his balls. I went back to his cock and sucked him off for a few more minutes, then he roared and shot a stream of hot cum into mouth. I swallowed it all and sucked and licked the remaining cum him off his still hard dick.

I got up as he buttoned up. "Your a little whore, aren't you?". "Yes I am and I don't know what to do about it". "Don't do anything about it, you're a nice piece of ass. Do you ever fuck?". "I was fucked a couple of times". "Just a couple?"..."Well I try to be careful". He laughed, "Sure you do. Anyway you give a good blow job. I guess you've had a lot of practice, See you around."

He was out the door. He was a bit of an asshole but I couldn't argue with what he said...but we wouldn't be seeing each other again. Something was about to happen that changed the course of my life.