The week after Jeff got back from his camping trip dragged. His mind kept wandering back to the encounters he had, and despite much time spent on the ap, he'd not had any local interest.
Which was why, when Friday evening came around, he decided to take matters into his own hands. From profiles on the ap, he knew that there was a local country park that was fairly infamous for gay hook ups, and he was sure, given the right situations, he could recreate his outdoor adventures.
Pulling into the carpark in the evening sun, it had been another hot week, he smiled nervously to himself. Climbing out of the car, in shorts and t-shirt, he stretched, and then feeling how warm it was, decided to pull the t-shirt over his head and throw it back into the car. Now topless, clad just in his loose shorts, the shortest he could find, obviously with no underwear below, he started down one of the random paths that led out of the carpark.
Wandering at random, he picked a path that led down the hill, into the woodland beyond. There had been several cars in the carpark, and so Jeff knew there were people around, but for a few minutes he came across no-one. The trees muffled sound, their closeness causing the heat to intensify, so Jeff could feel beads of sweat trickling down his back and into the waistband of his shorts.
After a minute more of walking, he thought he heard something coming from his right. Pausing, he looked towards the sound, faint on the breeze. Curious, he headed towards it, the sounds growing louder so Jeff was soon in no doubt about what it was he could hear.
Over the sound of the wind and bird song, Jeff could hear the passionate groans of two people, deep passionate moans, accompanied by deep heavy breathing. As he crept closer, the soft ground muffling his footfall, he could now hear the meaty slap of two bodies crashing together, a regular thwack which preceded each load moan.
Carefully now, Jeff approached the clearing where the sounds were coming from, and peering cautiously around the branch of the tree, looked at the scene.
He need not have worried, the two men fucking in the clearing were aware of nothing apart from each other. Jeff took in the sight, both men on their knees, one bent forward, taking his weight on arms spread wide in front of his body. The other was upright, his hips bucking back and forth as he fucked the ass in front of him.
Jeff immediately got hard, his dick straining at his shorts as he took more details in. The guy kneeling was young, Jeff guessed maybe early twenties at a push. His pale body was slim, hairless and seemingly untouched by the sun. His arms were soil stained as they held his body from moving. His head was bowed, his whole torso angled down so his ass was pointing upwards. A grimace of pleasure was plastered over his face, his eyes closed in ecstasy, his short blonde hair plastered to his scalp as sweat dripped down. His body rocked back and forth as his ass was fucked, and Jeff transferred his attention to the other man. As he did, his hand unconsciously reached under his waistband, and he slowly stroked his own cock, turned on at being a voyeur.
The other man was older, Jeff could see, maybe in his early 50s. From the angle he was at, Jeff could see he was less in shape, his belly, pressed tight against the younger man's ass looked to be beginning to sag. That said, Jeff could see strength in the arms as they held onto the younger man's waist, hands gripping on either side, pulling the willing ass back onto his dick. The older, more weathered face was also gripped in pleasure, his mouth, framed by a neatly trimmed dark goatee, thrown open as he sucked in air.
By now, Jeff was as engrossed in the scene as the two men in front of him, his hand continuing to run up and down his cock, feeling it grow and pulse beneath his hands. He slowed down his pace, not wanting to cum too soon, as his eyes drank in the show that was just for him.
He was so engrossed, that he didn't hear the footsteps behind him, and he only realised he was not alone when he felt a hand reach over his mouth, and a body pressed up close behind him, so close he could feel the man's dick pressing against him through his shorts.
"What do we have here, a dirty little perv who gets off watching other people?" a voice whispered into his ear, the breath hot on his skin, facial hair bristling against his neck.
