It was my first trip to New York City and, with all the news about the mayor 'cleaning up' Times Square and closing up all the porn shops, I didn't expect any good tawdry fun to come my way. I was wrong.

My meetings were on the Upper East Side, in one of those ridiculously expensive and surprisingly small hotels that line Central Park. It was about 2 o'clock and I had a hour to kill, so I figured I'd go for a walk in the park and see how 'clean' it was for myself.

After strolling for a while, I wondered off the paved walkway and followed a well worn dirt path. It weaved in around the bushes and trees, and I noticed all the underbrush had been cut away. The bushes looked like something from a Dr. Seuss drawing, with these full grown tufts of shrubbery on top of a foot and a half stalk sticking up from the ground. I learned later that the Police were responsible for this odd gardening, designed to allow them to see if any one is getting it on behind any of the bushes. All these cops crawling around on their hands and knees, looking for feet in the bushes is kinda of a sexy thought in itself. But I digress, there were no police around that day.

A came around a bend, where the underbrush hadn't been cleared away, and just sensed that there was someone behind the bush. I stepped into an opening in the foliage, where I couldn't be seen from the path. Peeking through the overgrowth I could see two guys who were very collegiate looking. They were standing very close to each other and looking down. After repositioning myself, I could see their crotches. They had their dicks out of the pants and were jacking each other off.

I've seen guys jerk each other off before, even cute college guys like these, but there was something intense about these two that got me hard, instantly. Maybe it was the illicitness of being in the park in the middle of the day, or the very real threat of getting busted. What ever it was, I was stoked by the sight.

My own cock begged to be free as I watched them stroke each other. They never took their eyes off their dicks as they slowly worked them in their hands. The taller one had the longer cock and the shorter guy's was fatter. Both dicks looked incredibly smooth and shiny, with fat mushroom heads dripping pre-cum. The intensity on their faces made me think they had never done any of this before, which only turned me on more as I opened my fly and pulled out my stiffy.

The tall one ran his free hand over the short guys t-shirt clad chest. This broke their dick-trance and the short guy closed his eyes and tipped his head back. The tall guy took the opportunity to kneel down in front of that fat cock and lick the shiny mushroom tip. The short guy looked like he was in pain as he sucked in his breath through his teeth. My cock oozed pre-juice, effectively lubing up my shaft as I jacked.

The tall guy dug the toes of his boots into the dirt, took that thick dick deep into his mouth and began whacking his meat really hard. The short guy put his hands on the tall guys head and guided that willing mouth up and down his shaft. They were going at so furiously that the tall guy's face was mashing against the other guys jeans, dripping big wet gobs of spit.

All of a sudden, the short guy pulled his dick out from those red, puckered lips and shot load after load of milky white come into the air between them. The two of them watched in awe at the jism landed in clean white puddles on the ground.

I whacked faster, wanting to come before they made their way out of the bushes, and discovered me, but they didn't stop. The tall guy stood up, still stroking himself, and again ran his hand over the shorter guy's chest, again. The short guy, his now semi-hard dick still hanging out of his pants, just stood there watching the other guy get off.

It was strangely hot watching the tall guy get off by feeling up the short guy. The short guy wasn't so into it anymore, having come already. The tall guy ran his hand down the short guy's side and across his ass. I watched the tall guy get off by rubbing the short guy's ass in his jeans. There really was something dirty about the short guy being over it and just letting the tall guy get his jollies.

I was really getting off watching all this. The tall guy slid his fingers into the short guy's pants and I imaged his hand caressing the smooth white cotton of the short guy's briefs, feeling the hot line of his crack down the center. Then, the tall guy spasmed and streams of white goo spurted from his dick. They both watched, mesmerized, as the jizz landed on the leaves.

They didn't look at each other. They just put themselves away and zipped up. I jacked myself, hard and fast, trying to come but it was too late. They started walking toward me. I didn't know what to do, so I just turned away so it wouldn't look like I was watching them. They walked up behind me and stopped. I just kept jacking. Knowing they were watching was a big turn on. Just before I came, I turned around to face them. They were looking at my dick, and the tall one was running his hand over the short ones ass again. I could see they were both hard again, in their jeans. I shot my load at their feet, and again they watched in awe.

By the time I caught my breath, they were gone. I really wanted to at least talk to them, find out their names. I'm certain the tall one instigated the whole thing, and really wanted to fuck the short one. The short one was probably only into it as a kick, and wasn't about to let anyone fuck him. At least that's the fantasy I have about it. Either way, fascist Mayor or not, Central Park is still OK in my book!