A Gay Fantasy: Sex in the Woods. Part 1
I glanced into the trees, there was a stillness. It had been ten minutes since I arrived in the car park. Seven other cars were parked up. I checked the time: 10.15am. The website had said that the best time to visit was between 10am and 1pm. I glanced into the trees once more.
Wilton Woods was ancient and covered a large area. This wasn't my first visit, I had visited on numerous occasions in the past. When I discovered the location on the website I had felt pleased. The three other locations were unknown to me. It was time to make a move. If I turned back, I knew it would gnaw away at me. I needed to find out whether my desire was reality or fantasy. After leaving the car park I turned left. The directions on the website had been clear: keep to the left, away from the main paths. On a previous visit , I had suddenly felt aroused. After leaving the path, seclusion was soon found. I had then masturbated. The excitement and danger of possibly being seen had planted a seed , which had grown over the years. But it was the fact that it had been ten long months since I had touched and explored an erect penis(other than my own) which had brought me to the woods.
Less than five minutes of walking led me into dense woodland. There was a path but it wasn't well defined. I had to force my way through at some stages. I stopped in a small, natural clearing. There were no human sounds . I took the moment to consider the situation. Could I actually go through with it? The 'cruising' website had been reassuring. There were rules and an etiquette. But this was my first time. I felt a combination of excitement and foreboding. But the stiffening of my cock told me why I was here. I moved on.
About fifty yards on I came to a more used path. I immediately became more vigilant. After passing the broad trunk of a tree, I noticed a figure standing just off the path. My heart began to drum, and beads of moisture settled on my forehead. I walked forward. The etiquette was to make eye contact. As I came adjacent to the figure, I turned and offered a friendly smile. The man's expression displayed pleasure. I walked on approximately ten feet, stopped , did an about turn , and retraced my steps.
I halted at the man's position. 'I seem to be lost,' I said lamely.
'It's easily done,' he responded with a smile.
He was at least twice my age but had a slim figure. Our height was similar. He wore a baseball cap.
There was a brief period of silence before the man spoke. ' I could show you a shortcut, if you like?'
'I'd appreciate that,' I said honestly.
We had walked for less than thirty seconds before he suddenly stopped. 'Just so there's no misunderstanding, were you looking to meet someone?'
I gulped. 'Yes,' I said hesitantly.
'Then that makes two of us then,' he said, smiling. 'I'd like you to wank me.' I nodded.
The man leant against the trunk of a tree and dropped his trouser. He was naked underneath. His cock was already semi-erect , his bulbous head stretching his foreskin. My erection was complete. I gently massaged his low hanging balls, the touch of my warm fingers made him moan. I then curled my fingers, creating a tube. I used my thumb to caress his Corona, which provoked another moan. As I pulled my hand down his shaft, his head became fully exposed . I used my thumb to run down his shaft from the frenulum to his balls. His moans became more intense. I momentarily had to adjust my trousers to create space for my throbbing cock. Precum began to ooze, which acted as lubricant making the sensation more intense. The man was now moaning constantly with pleasure. The sight of his hard, wet cock twitching drove me wild. I couldn't resist the urge to plant my lips gently on his head. The taste of the salty cum made me move my head down, taking more of his cock into my mouth. The man suddenly let at a climatic moan ...and shot his load into my mouth. After a minute or so, I looked up and met his wide eyes. They were expressing elation.
I wiped a globule of cum from my chin. 'I enjoyed that ,' I said with a twinkle in my eye.
' Not as much as I did,' he said breathlessly. 'I intend to be here next week at the same time.'
'That makes two of us then,' I said, grinning.
Wilton Woods was ancient and covered a large area. This wasn't my first visit, I had visited on numerous occasions in the past. When I discovered the location on the website I had felt pleased. The three other locations were unknown to me. It was time to make a move. If I turned back, I knew it would gnaw away at me. I needed to find out whether my desire was reality or fantasy. After leaving the car park I turned left. The directions on the website had been clear: keep to the left, away from the main paths. On a previous visit , I had suddenly felt aroused. After leaving the path, seclusion was soon found. I had then masturbated. The excitement and danger of possibly being seen had planted a seed , which had grown over the years. But it was the fact that it had been ten long months since I had touched and explored an erect penis(other than my own) which had brought me to the woods.
Less than five minutes of walking led me into dense woodland. There was a path but it wasn't well defined. I had to force my way through at some stages. I stopped in a small, natural clearing. There were no human sounds . I took the moment to consider the situation. Could I actually go through with it? The 'cruising' website had been reassuring. There were rules and an etiquette. But this was my first time. I felt a combination of excitement and foreboding. But the stiffening of my cock told me why I was here. I moved on.
About fifty yards on I came to a more used path. I immediately became more vigilant. After passing the broad trunk of a tree, I noticed a figure standing just off the path. My heart began to drum, and beads of moisture settled on my forehead. I walked forward. The etiquette was to make eye contact. As I came adjacent to the figure, I turned and offered a friendly smile. The man's expression displayed pleasure. I walked on approximately ten feet, stopped , did an about turn , and retraced my steps.
I halted at the man's position. 'I seem to be lost,' I said lamely.
'It's easily done,' he responded with a smile.
He was at least twice my age but had a slim figure. Our height was similar. He wore a baseball cap.
There was a brief period of silence before the man spoke. ' I could show you a shortcut, if you like?'
'I'd appreciate that,' I said honestly.
We had walked for less than thirty seconds before he suddenly stopped. 'Just so there's no misunderstanding, were you looking to meet someone?'
I gulped. 'Yes,' I said hesitantly.
'Then that makes two of us then,' he said, smiling. 'I'd like you to wank me.' I nodded.
The man leant against the trunk of a tree and dropped his trouser. He was naked underneath. His cock was already semi-erect , his bulbous head stretching his foreskin. My erection was complete. I gently massaged his low hanging balls, the touch of my warm fingers made him moan. I then curled my fingers, creating a tube. I used my thumb to caress his Corona, which provoked another moan. As I pulled my hand down his shaft, his head became fully exposed . I used my thumb to run down his shaft from the frenulum to his balls. His moans became more intense. I momentarily had to adjust my trousers to create space for my throbbing cock. Precum began to ooze, which acted as lubricant making the sensation more intense. The man was now moaning constantly with pleasure. The sight of his hard, wet cock twitching drove me wild. I couldn't resist the urge to plant my lips gently on his head. The taste of the salty cum made me move my head down, taking more of his cock into my mouth. The man suddenly let at a climatic moan ...and shot his load into my mouth. After a minute or so, I looked up and met his wide eyes. They were expressing elation.
I wiped a globule of cum from my chin. 'I enjoyed that ,' I said with a twinkle in my eye.
' Not as much as I did,' he said breathlessly. 'I intend to be here next week at the same time.'
'That makes two of us then,' I said, grinning.
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