Walk In The Woods

I am a 40 plus year old, bisexual, man. With a penchant for oral sex. Giving, not receiving. There are two things I really love to do. One is walking through the woods on a beautiful, sunny day. The other is sucking cock. When I get the opportunity to do both, simultaneously, I consider it to be a glorious day.

I had just such an opportunity recently. There is a very large park (actually more like a Forest Preserve) near where I live. I live in northern Illinois (USA), and the weather here has been very gloomy and wet lately. So, when a nice warm sunny day came along I decided to take advantage of it. I had a few hours before I had to be at work, so I decided to go to the park. This park has trails, or paths, that lead into a very large wooded area. Some very well worn, some not so worn.

When I arrived at the park it was mid-afternoon. I parked my van and decided to take a walk in the woods. I headed toward one of the paths. As I was walking I passed near a fellow sitting alone at a picnic table. As I passed by him he glanced at me, we each nodded a polite greeting, and I passed on by him not thinking anymore about it.

After I had entered the woods, and had been walking for about five minutes, I heard a noise. I glanced around to see a guy walking a few yards behind me. I recognized him to be the fellow that was sitting at the picnic table. Now, I'm a pretty good sized guy, at 6'3" and 235lbs. This guy looked to be about my height, but probably out weighed me by a good 20 or 25lbs. He didn't appear to be fat, just stout. I estimated him to be in his mid-thirties. I didn't feel threatened by him so I continued to walk along the path.

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As I stopped to light a cigarette, and admire some of the scenery, the guy passed by me and kept on walking. I stood there for a minute or so and then proceeded on my way. After a few more yards I came to a curve in the path. As I rounded the curve and went another yard or two. I saw the guy standing by a less traveled path. He had his cock in his hand and was taking a leak. He was standing in plain view, obviously not trying to hide himself or his activity (most people would stand behind a tree or something).

As I approached him, he had finished pissing, shook his dick a couple of times and then just let it hang there, exposed, for a couple of seconds. He didn't appear to be looking at me, or even notice my presence, so I took the opportunity to check out his equipment. His cock was beautiful. Even though it was flaccid, it hung down about 3 or 4 inches, it was cut ( I prefer them that way) and appeared to be very thick. I'm not a size freak, but bigger is definitely better. After a second or two he flipped it back into his pants, zipped up and began walking down the less beaten path.

I continued on my way. I had walked only a few feet when I decided to check out the other path. It obviously led deeper into the woods. I walked for several minutes. The foliage was getting pretty dense. I made a mental note that I didn't see the other fellow. I didn't think he was that far ahead of me. Then I heard a very faint noise, as if someone was clearing their throat, and glanced in the direction of the sound. I was looking into a small clearing that was virtually hidden by bushes and low hanging tree branches. If I had not heard the noise I would have walked right on by it.

The guy was standing in the clearing, and his cock was hanging down outside the front of his pants. I stood there for a second looking at him, and it. He nodded slightly, inviting me into the clearing. As I stepped in I heard him softly say, "I hoped you'd come this way. I saw you checking me out earlier. Thought you might like a closer look." I was standing just a few inches in front of him. As he spoke he put one hand on my shoulder and took hold of his cock with the other.

It didn't take a lot of persuading on his part for me to sink to my knees in front of him. His beautiful cock was hanging just inches from my face. I reached my hand up and placed the fat spongy head between my parting lips. I ran my tongue around the crown and along the rapidly growing shaft. His cock began to expand very quickly in my hot wet mouth. I could feel it grow larger and harder and I ran my tongue along the big vein on the bottom of his thick man sausage.

His cock was magnificent. It had grown to about 8 inches, and very very fat. I loved every inch of it in my mouth. As he fed his meat into my hungry sucking mouth, I could feel the head invading my throat. I learned a long time ago how to suppress my gag reflex and relax my throat muscles. So, I accepted the head of his massive cock right into my esophagus. I could feel his pubic hairs rubbing against my nose, as his hand pressed against the back of my head.

I began to pump my head back and forth on his large tool very rapidly. He put his hands along either side of my head and slowed my pace. Saying, "Easy, take it slow. I don't want to cum too soon. I want to enjoy this for awhile. "That was just fine with me. I wanted to enjoy it too. As I said, I love to suck cock. I began to suck his wonderful joy stick back and forth in my mouth at a leisurely pace.

All the while I was sucking him, he kept up a constant chattering of encouragement. Saying things like, "Oh yea! That's it! Suck my cock! Take it all in your mouth! God that feels so good! I love your hot mouth. Suck it, Baby, suck Daddy's dick!" Every once in awhile he'd use his hands to stop my pumping action, saying "Oh, no, not yet! I don't wanna cum just yet!" When he'd stop me from pumping my sucking mouth on his pole, I'd keep the fat, helmet shaped head inside my pursed lips. Running my tongue around the crown.

At one point he pulled his fat cock completely out of my mouth and held my head away from it. He was concentrating very hard. After a second or two he said, "Whew, that was a close one. You have a very talented mouth. Ok, you can have it back now. "At which point I dove back onto my meaty meal like a man who hadn't eaten in a week or so. He began his chatter again. "Oh, man! You like that fat dick, don't ya? Suck it, man! Suck it all the way down! Make Daddy's dick feel good!"

This went on for probably 20 or 25 minutes. I was loving every second of it. I was in cocksucker's heaven. However I must admit that my jaw muscles were getting a little sore. He must've read my mind. Because he finally placed both his hands on the back of my head, grabbing tightly onto my hair. He began to pump his hips back and forth forcefully, literally fucking my face. He held onto my head as his fucking got more urgent. I could feel my nose being slammed against his belly as his cock head rammed down my throat. (Damn, I love it when they do that!)

His chatter also became more urgent as he was saying things like, "Oh God! It's time! I'm gonna cum! Gonna blow a nut right down your throat! You wanna suck my cum!?! Don't stop now!" Then I felt his legs stiffen as he held my head tightly in his gripping hands and pressed my nose firmly in his pubic hairs. His cock head lodged deeply in my desperately sucking throat.

His grip tightened even more as I felt his huge fire hose begin to pulse and throb. I felt the sperm begin to pump into his cock just as he discharged his salty sweet load into my sucking mouth and throat. In a deep, guttural, voice he said, "Oh God! I'm cumming! Take it! Take it all! Right now! RIGHT FUCKING NOWW!!!"

I was swallowing for all I was worth. I didn't want to loose one precious drop of that delicious nectar. When he had finished cumming in my throat. His cock began to subside some and he withdrew it from my still sucking mouth. It extracted with a "pop." I was still swallowing sperm when he "popped" out of my mouth. My head was swimming. I had just been thoroughly face fucked, and I was in heaven!

Somewhere along the line, I had taken my own cock out of my pants and pumped it to a furious cum, just about the time he was blowing a nut into my mouth. I usually don't do that. Most guys I suck just want to get off fast and go on about their business. (Which is fine with me). I have never met a guy with the stamina, and patience, to fuck my face the way this guy did.

While I was trying to clear my brain of the fog I was in, he stuffed his wonderful dick back into his pants and said, "That was great! I hope to see you again sometime."

I was still on my knees when he left the clearing. It was, indeed, a Glorious day!

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