During lockdown we had ended up having quite a naughty chats online and a couple on the phone. I was nervous to see him at the party, but true to his word he stayed discrete, barely flirting and only even talking to me when no one else was around. It was later when he asked how I was getting home and I told him that like a few others, I was going to just crash out somewhere. I thought no more of it until later when Dee, whose party it was told me how she had arranged a lift with a mate of hers and looking past her I saw him smiling at me, giving a thumbs up. About an hour later she found me once and said I should run along, how Fred was waiting in his car. As I left, she told me to behave and I was concerned that she was a bit too aware, but there was no malice or suspicion in her tone we I waved farewell and headed off. He drove a little two seater and he drove it well, I did not distract him as he pushed it a little on the lanes out of town, but as we slowed down I asked him where we were going. He put his hand on my leg and said that he knew a nice quiet spot then hesitated slightly and asked if I was ‘up for that.’ I stretched back in my seat and moaned, “Oh yes,” I answered and he laughed, accelerated hard fo comedy effect, and then a minute later we pulled into an empty picnic area. We got out in since and I asked where we were headed. He was instantly into his assertive alpha attitude, telling me to wait, let our eyes adjust to the dark. While we waited he pulled me to him, letting his big hands roam over me, slipping under my tee shirt and teasing my bare smooth chest. He moaned a nice deep sound and he shifted so he could push his hard bulge against my leg. “I want to know what you are wearing,” he tells me and undoes my jeans. I tingle with excitement, we have talked about this and I know he is going to like my underwear, a silky pair of French knickers. I am not disappointed as he growls out another long moan, telling me how naughty I am. He leans me against the door and undoes my jeans fully pushing them down. I follow his lead and step out of them, then he slid my tee up and over my head. I am buzzing and cannot wait to get my hands on him, but I as reach he takes my hand and leads me away from the road. About 50 yards in there is a picnic table and he stops me there. In my excitement I nearly forget the kind of role we set up so I turn on my cute innocent voice, “What are you doing, why are we here?” I was not ready for it so it made me jump when he grabbed me, cupped a hand over my mouth and turned me, bending me over the table. I was about to tell him to lube me, when he smacked my rear, I could not help it, I cried out and he moaned. Several more strikes stung my bum and I asked him to stop - all in character. He leans down, his body weight atop mine and whispers in my ear, “Shhhhh.” I whimper in response and realise that it is not that put on, my rear is sore, but it fills me with a warmth at the same time. He puts a hand firmly on my back, and with his other I hear him tugging at his belt and undoing his fly. I try with zero commitment to push up from his grip, but he plants me back down, telling me to stay still. I do as I am told and I thrill even more as I hear him unwrapping, the snap as he rolls a condom back and then a soft squelch, he pulls art my knickers and his finger rubs cool lube between my cheeks, he massages it into my hole and I whisper back, smiling broadly, “What are you doing?” He tells me to be quiet again and this pushes back up agains me, his hard prick nudging between my slippery cheeks. “Oh god, oh god,” I kept whispering back to him. With a final nudge and a fumble, his tip found home and I cried out as he popped into me, both stretching my hole and filling my bum in one easy move. He holds my hips tight, almost hurting and I hear him straining as he eases slowly into me. I was not expecting his thickness, and I remembered then how the pics I had seen of him were semi hard. I relaxed into it and was actually relieved when he buffered his body up against me and I knew he was all in. He was very slow in his strokes, which was incredible for me, but I could sense his hesitation. “Are you okay,” I ask and he softly grunts back. He tells me yes but that I am too tight. This waves across me and I feel so good, “I am not tight,” I reply, “You are so big!” He laughs softly and pumps me a little more, but something has triggered and I feel him start to soften in me. He tried to push in to rekindle himself, but after a second he gives up and he slumps on me, his cock slipping from my hole. He finally lets me up and in the moonlight I can see the disappointment on his face. I stand up and as he reaches to pull his jeans up I hold his arms, guide to lean back on the picnic table. I stroke both hands down his broad chest and I look up at him, “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” I slide down and like the gent he is, he pulls off the condom. Hi tip opens my lips to their limit and I just have enough room to work my tongue underneath the helmet, making him moan once more. We stay like this and he is soon back to full mast, as am I, my cock throbs between my legs. I pull back from him and look up at him, “Shall we try again?” He nods yes and I suck him more, eager now to work his cock as well as I can in my eager mouth. He reaches for his wallet then stops, “Shit,” he scolds himself, “That was my last rubber!” I stand up wondering if he can see my massive smile in this light. I push on his shoulders and he lies back giving me the room I need to climb up onto the table. My hand contacts some thing as I gain my balance, the lube. I pick it and reach under myself, squirting some clumsily on his cock, the I walk up him on my knees, position above him. I line him with relative ease, savouring the cool breeze that blows across my naked top, “Fuck you are big,” I say to him as I wiggle my hips, helping his tip to open me up and with a very similar noise to earlier, I cry out as I let him pop inside me. He gasps now and I love how much better this must feel for him - and for me! I feel every contour of his thick helmet and shaft as I slide gently onto him. “So big,” I moan again and he is tense and silent, I have to focus on relaxing and holding my body us he fills me up once more. I grind slightly on him and feel him push and probe inside me, I gasp and he strokes my chest, his hand falling to my cock. As soon as he closes his hand on it I know I am going to come. I let the sensations and spasms hit my legs, I am not in control but at least I know I am still massaging his cock. In one last explosive sensation I sit fully on him and he lets go of my cock, I feel it throb and then it twitches and all on its own my come erupts. He moans, feeling my body loosen on him and he hold my waist, keeping me in place with ease. “Ohh yes,” I moan as he holds me, gently bucking his big thick cock up into me. I nearly fall on to him and I feel delirious as I whisper to him, “Fuck me, put it in me.” He holds me up slightly and fucks me, then he starts to really press on me and the tension is too much, then it happens, he explodes inside me. He thrusts and fucks me for a minute longer and I love his stamina. When he lets go fo me, I collapse on him and he lets me lie there on his chest for a minute. It is not long before he flops out of me an dI clench as much as I can to keep him inside me. He talks to me as we walk back to the car and I tell him how he is leaking down my leg. Still the true gent he passes me a towel before I pull my clothes back on, but he still tells me to be careful on his seats. When I get home I pull my knickers off and see the sticky mess of lube and come. My phone pings with a message which I read after I have showered and got ready for bed. It is from Dee. I cringe as she tells me how Freddie has told her what a naughty Boy I am. I reply to that effect and I am so worried, but her next message both shocks me as well as excites me, telling me how my secret is safe with her… except for a couple other of her close guy friends!