Tracey Parker is a gay cruising fanatic who travels around the world and shares his escapades with Squirt.org members. This time, Tracey takes us to Germany where the locals like to go for some horny sex in Tiergarten Park and take advantage of some sizzling gay park cruising fun.

Noah and I entered Tiergarten Park on a chilly summer evening in Berlin. The sun had set but in Berlin the sun never really goes down entirely in the summer. It keeps illuminating the dark forest from just behind the horizon. 

It was this small detail that served as a reminder that I was in a different place than I’d ever been before and that I should abandon my expectations. Here, I knew nothing about what was to occur. 

My friend, Noah, had a casual style about him and we walked side by side and chatted about our lives as we had been doing over the past few days of my visit. 

The park is huge and I would have had no idea how to find what we were looking for. Noah led us to the hotspots he was familiar with but he kept telling me that there were so many others that not even he had been to. 

Many of the men were carrying a wegbier which is what they call a beer that they’re carrying on the street and seeing people drinking in public is a very normal sight. Most were dressed in varying shades of black. Many men were standing alone waiting for something, staring at one another with glossy eyes which reflected the soft sunlight onto one another. 

Noah seemed to be looking for something. He told me he hadn’t been here in a long time but he knew where he wanted to take me first. After a while we both noticed that we were going in circles. Noah stopped and asked some other people things that I couldn’t understand, got a quick answer, and we began walking again. 

Through the woods we happened upon a stone cottage and Noah let out a sigh of relief. We stopped. He told me to take a lap around the stone building and come back to meet him and tell him about what I saw. He told me to take as much time as I needed. 

“Why don’t you come with me?” I asked him. 

“It’s better if you go by yourself.” he responded without really giving me an answer. 

I walked ahead feeling slightly self conscious about how I looked to Noah. I felt out of place here, alone.

I wasn’t completely alone. There were other men walking in the same direction as me and more passing us by in the opposite direction. When I turned the corner I saw dozens of men lined up against a stone wall. They were all facing the same direction, paired up, one behind the other. 

Half stood with their hands against the wall and their legs spread beneath them, while the other half stood behind and moved their hips at different tempos. 

The scene was other worldly, just like the dim sunlight that lit up the sky. I walked past the line of men who were in a trance of sexuality that I recognized well but had never seen expressed this way. 

To my right I saw a young man whose sexual aura was so strong that I almost forgot about the scene that existed to my left. 

My mouth dropped as my eyes grazed over his chiseled body that he was nonchalantly showing off under his unbuttoned shirt and unzipped leather jacket. He hung his thumb on the waist of his jeans which hung low on his hips. I lustfully admired the curved lines of his abdomen making an arrow down to where a forest of black pubic hair grew out from beneath his pants. 

We exchanged some sort of consent with our eyes and a moment he was gently pushing me toward the wall where the rest were fucking against. 

My back hit the wall and my hands were already moving up and down across his warm body. Our mouths were open and we were inhaling one another’s breadth. His smelled of alcohol and cigarettes which contrasted with the innocentness of his pale youthful body that I couldn’t take my hands off of. 

After he unbuttoned my shirt he leaned against me so that our bodies touched and warmed each other up. He lifted my arms up and began to lick my hairy armpits. He stayed focused on one of them so long that I lowered my other arm and reached for his belt. I unbuttoned it and his pants were already hanging so low that they fell straight down to the damp grass. 

With the same hand I unbuttoned my pants and let them fall down alongside his. At this point we were devouring every crevice of each other. On either side of us were two men doing the same thing. Our minds were all connected somehow. When the guys next to us changed positions to begin fucking we both instinctfully did the same thing. I turned around to face the wall, I placed each of my hands on the rough rocky surface, I stood still in patient anticipation as my partner began opening my hole with the tip of his cock. 

The eager face to face consumption of one another had given way to careful navigation of our most sensitive areas. Those of us against the wall had pretty much surrendered to the instincts of the men behind us. The noises of pain that we made alternated with pleasure then alternated with discomfort with a pinch of fear. The fact that we were all doing it alongside one another gave me a sense of comfort I rarely felt. I didn’t feel like an awkward foreigner anymore. I felt like a part of all of this, whatever this was. The smooth soft noises turned to violent grunting and moaning as my guy began pounding me harder. I stared at the stone wall and focused entirely on the sensation of this sexy guy who I couldn’t take my eyes off of moving himself in and out of me, touching parts of me that I would never see. I could tell he was close to finishing. I reached down and began to finish myself off. He pulled out of me and we both emptied our loads onto the wall in front of us. 

We stood side by side leaning against the wall with one hand each, the other still holding on to our cocks which were half hard and still dripping with cum. I watched as the vapor from our warm beer soaked breadth mixed together in the air. I watched until it was just my breadth and he had gone away. I reached down to pull up my pants, button up, and continue my lap around the stone building and to look for Noah. 

I found him sitting down talking to somebody in German. I sat down next to them quietly. Quickly I realized he wasn’t going to introduce us. I began thinking about what had just happened. I wanted to leave them alone and I did so by just lying down and staring up into the now dimly lit sky. I could see stars now. I tried to remember every detail of the guy I found back behind the stone house. The details were already slipping away and I was mourning them and the feeling it gave me to run my tongue along his chiseled body. 

When I looked up Noah and his friend were kissing. I had a bit of a crush on Noah since way back when we met in High School. I thought of how jealous I would have been had this happened independent of what I had just done behind the stone house. Sex is more than just physical pleasure. It changes us into different people and it changes the course of our futures. I wished I could share this with Noah but I knew I would forget all of it by the time we had some time alone again. 

Noah leaned back and whispered into my ear that he and his guy were going to go behind the stone house for a while. I smiled back at him but he didn’t wait for my response. I returned to my seated pose and watched my friend walk alongside his guy and began to imagine all the filthy things they were about to do to each other. I laid back down, looked back into the sky, and began to laugh.