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Subject: The Jogger 7 (incident 3 (1) This is a fictional story about a possible incident that may have, or may not have happened while I was near the park recently. I was in the park and saw a suoer got jogger as he passed by me. I glanced at him. He glanced back at me. But that was it. I should have gotten more. Lol Enjoy.. The Jogger (Incident 3 (1) I like to walk the park alot when I get home at night. Be it just to relax after hard day, or just to get outside to see life. Something other that the four walls of a cubicle at work, or the four walls of my living room when i get home. Its not every day mind you. It is usually only on rough days. I will get home, make a quick meal and then have a glass of wine. Then I will head out the 3 blocks down to the nearby park. “Needing my walk today” I will say as I get in the door I will just walk around the park. See the people either walking their dogs or just sitting my the lake feeding the duck and birds. I will do the Diyarbakır Escort same. Bring some bread in a bag and just toss the birds the bread as I sit on a bench. Some people will jog in the park after a long day too. I have done it on occasion. But not very often. Especially as I get slowly less interested in the whole exercise regimen. Then one the very rare ovvasion I will see some hot guy jogging in the park. Not that anything could happen as they are there to jog, not hook up. Well not always I guess. I will sot there and see some hot dude moving by me as he jogs. I will glance up ans check the guy out as beat as I can. Face, arms, legs or ass. And it was the great legs and asses that got to me. I would feel a familiar tingle in my loins as I would gaze at the guys ass as he jogged by me. “Damn that is nice” I would say to myself ‘Delicious, hot butt’ just to name two thoughts that would cross my mind. But rarely was there guys that Diyarbakır Escort Bayan had the whole package going. The whole face, arms, legs, ass thing. Usually I’m that were missing on thing that made me wanna just jump them. Again not that it would happen. Or the super rare occasion to see a nice crotch in the mix. The shorts most guys worw when jogging gave no indicator they had and my dick at all. So again it was just a nice view while in the park. “Why all this babble about joggers in the park” you may be asking. “Well..let me tell you why der friends” “I am single. I have been for several years now.” It all happened after the last disaster that I woild call my last relationship. David was the cute and fun guy I had met at a party someone I knew some years back. It was an instant attraction. And I will say the sex was great. Especially the make up sex. Incredible. But honestly, sex was all it was. There was no real passion and I Escort Diyarbakır should have just left it as sex. But my screw up was that I let it become a serious relationship. And 5 years later the explosive and was just that, explosive. I nearly killed the guy. “Fucker. Get the fuck out!” I scrramed at him “Get the fuck outta my place” Things were thrown and David granned what he could to get out. He sent a friend two days later to pick up the rest of his shit. nd that was several years back now. I promises myself no more relationships. Just sex. And that was it. So on an off day I would got to the bar or wherever I remembered were hook up places to find someone to just fuck. And it is good. It is very good. Getting back to the park itself. I had actually had a few hook ups from being in there. Or near there. Two park jogger incidents as I call them. And since it was such a rare happening I didn’t think much of it. But then he happened by. Darren. The stud of all studs that has ever jogged in that park. I was surprised that I had never seen him before there. But then again is eemed to see new people there all the time. But nothing that looked like him ever. Quite simply. He was the hottest man I had ever seen in that park. And probably ever…… To be continued