Running at 3am

Running at 3amI joined the cross-country team my sophomore year in college. I liked running. It relaxed me and gave me time to think things out while I ran. Was I any good? No but it was fun training with good looking guys. We usually ran wearing short shorts, very light material, socks, and running shoes. We trained mostly in the early mornings around 5am and afternoons around 4pm. We ran 5-7 times a week a few hours each session. We ran all over town and we're seen by everyone running in pacts. I usually was in the back of the pact, trailing a few blocks behind everyone else. On a few occasions, I was so far behind that the coaches and team were gone by the time I made it to the showers. Like I said, I wasn't very good.One day after our morning run, a coach came up to me and told me I wasn't any good. He told me to quit the team because I was an embarrassment. Looking back, I wasn't sure if he was trying to motivate me or if he just wanted me off his team. Either way, I quit after a few months of joining the team. I was hurt, upset, angry, and felt abandoned. I couldn't sleep that night, I tossed turned in bed for hours. I eventually got online and started masturbating to porn. I was in a local chat room role-playing with a few guys....it always made masturbating more fun. I wasn't feeling good about myself and wasn't selective on who watched me on cam. I also wasn't hiding my face either.....I was recognized. The guy knew what I wore when running with the team. anadolu yakası escort He was very detailed in describing me and said I was hot. It frightened me about how much he knew about me and I knew nothing about him. He was very bold, he told me what he wanted to do to me. He wanted to fuck me in a park. He wanted to jump me as I ran. He wanted to rip my shorts off and bend me over a picnic table and bareback me. He wanted to plow my ass and plant his seeds into me. After he finished, he would disappear in the woods and leave me. He wanted me to wear my light green running shorts, socks and running shoes only. He told me to meet him in the park at 3am, just twenty minutes from the current time. He send me his picture. He was much older than me, almost twenty years, he was shaved smooth, he was in good shape (swimmer's build), he had a long slender cock, cut, both his nipples were pierced, no tattoos, he had dark hair, a thick moustache and intense dark eyes. His eyes scared me on how intensely he was staring in the picture. He told me to be there at 3am. I didn't respond for several minutes.....I struggled with the fascination of being fucked by a guy I didn't know and how scary it the whole proposition was. He knew much about me, even which apartment complex I lived in on campus. I was excited, nervous, scared, aroused, my body was shaking, I was sweating....... I was horny. I agreed.I gave ataşehir escort myself an enema. I put on my shorts, socks, and running shoes. I left my apartment unlocked because I didn't want to bring my keys. I had to run hard just to make it to the park in time. It was very cool at 3am. My nipples were erect from the cold and from thinking about what might happen. As I needed the park, my heart was racing...not only from running fast but the anticipation. I entered the park, it was very dark. There was only one lamp on by the parking lot as I continued on the trail. My body was covered in sweat as I slowed to a job, listening for any sounds. Then I heard the crunchy sound of leaves from behind a tree just off the path by the small stream. I jumped when I saw the shadowy figure step out from behind. "Turn around!" The voice wasn't what I had expected,his voice was soft and kind. I paused for a split second, trying to process what was happening....what should I do if he tries to hurt me. I turned around slowly. My whole body was shaking from the cool air hitting my sweaty body. He had me walk in front of him to a picnic bench. I braced myself against the table with my arms. I felt him slid my shorts down to my knees. They fell the rest of the way down. I stepped out of the and spread my legs apart. He stuffed fingers up inside me. I jumped and helped. I heard his belt unbuckle, him unzipping his pants. I felt the heat ümraniye escort radiating from his body as his slid his long hard cock up against the crack of my ass. I felt weak. His plunged more fingers up in me. I grunted, it hurt. I cried, he didn't stop. He reached around and played with my tiny prick. I was so scared, I couldn't get it up. The fingers were removed, his long slender rod with the mushroom shaped tip was inserted. He slowly pushed deep into me. I was on my tippy toes and sobbed silently...to scared to move. He bent me over the table, grabbed my honey hips and methodically moved in and out of me. I wanted to scream, it hurt so badly. Tears ran down my face as he took long deep strokes. I was supporting myself on the table with me elbows. His pace quickened. I let out small chirps every time I felt his sack slap into mine. The pain and cold went away and for an instant..... I felt numb. Then he let out a hoarse groan as his body jerked and jumped. His grip on my hips tightened as he pushed himself all the way inside me. He propelled his seeds into me. He held onto me firmly until finished. He quickly pulled out, my ass felt empty without him inside me. He quickly zipped and buckled. And without a word, he was gone. I just stayed there bent over... paralyzed by the experience and the perverted hopes he'd come back and do it again. When I did stand up, I was sore. I moved slowly to slip on my wet shorts. I walked on my tippy toes a good portion of the way. My body ached, my ass was sore. It hurt to walk. The walk home was longer than I thought. I felt his cum and other fluids run down my legs as it seeped out of my newly stretched hole. I got home, took a shower and crashed. I no longer thought about not being on the team. I only thought about him. I couldn't wait to do another 3am run.