Straight Porn, Gay Sex

One of my favorite cruising spots is a rec/picnic area a few miles away. Spent a lot of time there the past few summers, and one encounter I had there was hot!

I'd found a great place in the woods where I could lie out nude and be visible if I wanted to be, and still spot people coming a good ways off to be safe.

One still-warm October afternoon I was lying on my blanket with nothing on when I spotted a guy walking along the perimeter of the woods where I was lying. He veered away from me toward a trail that looped around past my spot. Couldn't tell much about him, but he looked good in a T-shirt and jeans. I decided to throw caution to the wind and not cover up when he sauntered by.

A few minutes later he came along, but he had taken another trail leg and was about twenty feet away. By this time my heart was pounding -- I'd been nude out there much of the summer but had always covered up, and I didn't know what he'd do if he looked over.

He headed off, about to leave, so I cleared my throat and he looked back. Looking around, he backtracked until he stood right above me, looking down at this naked guy on a blanket.

He was lanky and pretty tanned -- weatherworn skin showed he'd been outside a lot -- couldn't tell how old he was, but I guessed around 30. Pretty hairy, too, which is a turn-on for me...his arms were hairy and chest hair was peeking out the neck of his T-shirt. He had a fishing pole and tackle box with him.

He kept looking at me and then all around while we chatted about the good weather and how good it felt to be naked outside...pretty soon he said he'd like to try it but was too nervous. I told him I'd show him another good, more private spot.

I dressed and we walked down another trail to an open field, where I stretched out my blanket behind clumps of field grass. I stripped down, but he sat beside me fully clothed. After ten minutes or so, he got rid of the jeans and shirt and lay back in his underwear.

He was so hairy and trim, I wanted to run my hands all over him. Thick smooth hair on his chest, legs, and stomach...fur ran down into his shorts. I kept sitting up to look around and to steal glances at him, and he would sit up and look around and eye my dick, which kept rising and falling.

Finally he pulled down his underwear and lay back. His cock was probably about 8" when hard...long and only moderately thick. It was in that "relaxed erection" state, where I knew he was turned on but he had room to grow.

We lay there, watching each other but not wanting to be seen watching...his chest went up and down fast, and I knew he was excited and nervous...I just turned my head and stared at that beautiful carpet of chest hair...

Finally he sat up and opened his tackle box. "I found this on the trail," he said. "Thought this'd be a good time to look at it, since I get horny being naked outside like this."

It was a Penthouse or something, nothing but girls. I asked him if there were any fuck scenes or anything, and as he thumbed through it, he sat Indian-style, with his growing cock resting on the blanket.

I sat up and half-peeked over his shoulder to see the magazine better, and to keep a better eye on that nice cock. He turned page after page, commenting about the tits and pussy. I agreed about everything looking so hot, only I meant that dick, those legs, and that beautiful chest. I decided to lie down again.

So he sat beside me, looking through the straight porn and every few seconds looking over at my crotch. I let my hand wander through my crotch hair and over my dick, stirring it a little bit. I sat up, looked and he was fully hard. I lay back down, he watched my cock harden and rise, and by this time he was hardly looking at the magazine.

This went on for a few minutes, and finally we were obviously so hard that something had to happen. I lay back down and started fondling myself, stroking slowly. He put the magazine down and started stroking himself, watching me. He lay back down and we watched each other, then I rolled over and tongued one of his nipples through the chest hair.

He stroked harder, and I ran my tongue through the hair, down across his stomach, down through his bush and up his cock. I sucked and licked and tongued him, and moved around for a 69. He finally put his mouth on my dick and we sucked awhile.

Then I got really hungry for cum, and bent over him, sucking feverishly and stroking, till he hardened and arched his back and came a bucket -- all over my hand and arm and chest. I wiped it all into my right palm, lay back and jacked myself with his cum while he watched. I sprayed a load all over myself, and he reached out and rubbed it over my skin.

After we mopped up, we dressed and he said he'd never done anything like that before, but he sure seemed to enjoy it!

Haven't seen the guy since, but I'm waiting for spring, and maybe we can get off together again...