Jason was nineteen, newly independent and hormones were pumping through his veins. As he looked around his new apartment he had only one thought in mind: sex. Now that he had his own place he could bring people home. That is, if he could find any people to bring home.

He was so horny that his cum just about seeped out of his eager young cock. He gave his balls a quick scratch and in next to no time his slender cock was hard again. What was he to do about this demanding monster? As he stroked his cock through his shorts he thought about his options. He could have another wank, his second of the day, or he could go out and try and find the real thing.

For all his horny hunger Jason was still a virgin. Until yesterday he had lived with his parents. Now he had the freedom of his own apartment. And he intended to make full use of it. Grabbing his keys, he adjusted his package for modesty, and left the apartment.

It was a beautiful summer day. There was not a cloud in the sky. A light breeze kept the temperatures bearable. Instinctively Jason headed for the park. Something told him that it would be a good place to hang out. He saw some kids his age messing about on their skate boards, and he went to watch them. As beautiful as they were, with their baggy pants revealing snake hips, they were not what he wanted.

What Jason wanted was a man. A full grown man with beef, and hair, and experience. A man who could pick him up, and crush him, and use him up. One who would leave him lying spent in a pool of cum. He wanted someone swarthy, stocky and sexy to the core. And then suddenly there he was.

Yiannis was short and stocky, with a thick black moustache, and five o'clock shadow at ten o'clock in the morning. Great big tufts of black hair poked out of his vest. Thick black hair furred his solid legs. His big, solid butt stretched the fabric of his running shorts. A large, soft package was visible in the front of his shorts. Jason just about melted at the sight of him.

'You not skate boarding?' Yiannis asked.

'No. It's not really my thing.' Jason said.

'And just what is "your thing"?' Yiannis smiled.

'You really want to know?' Jason replied, feeling suddenly cheeky and daring.

'Yes, I do.' Yiannis said.

Jason thought about it for a moment. What did he have to lose by being honest with this sexy stranger. The worst that could happen was that he would be insulted. There was not much risk of Yiannis bashing him up; there were too many people about.

'Cocks.' Jason said.

'Sorry?' Yiannis wasn't quite sure he had heard correctly.

'Cocks, that's my thing. Big juicy cocks.' Jason replied.

Yiannis smiled. He cupped a hand around his heavy meat. 'I got plenty of that.'

Jason suddenly understood what was on offer. He blushed furiously. His mouth went dry, and he actually felt a little weak at the knees. He had always thought that was just a figure of speech. But here he was feeling faint for a fuck.

'Are you offering?' he had to check.

'It's all yours if you want it.' Yiannis replied.

'Yes. Yes. I want it.' Jason could hardly get his words out.

His own slender prick was tenting his shorts. What he lacked in girth he more than made up for in