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It was an incredible Fall day! Warm, but not hot. Sunny, with a gentle breeze rustling the tree leaves as I walked down the pathway that, so I'm told, will lead me to the Mighty Columbia River's edge. I had been to the Oregon side of the Columbia many times. Something about hearing the River lapping gently against the Portland side shoreline was soothing. Every once in awhile, a barge, pushed along by a powerful tug would send waves of water that would attack the shore with ferocity, nearly roaring with the sound of the crashing water, but today, for the first time, I had driven across the Interstate bridge into Vancouver Washington, only a 20 minute drive, and parked in the Marine Park parking lot.
Unlike my usual Oregon side trips to the river where there were no trees or plantings, the Vancouver side of the River was like a valley forest, with trees, bushes, and tall grasses on both sides of the pathway. I was very much enjoying the change in scenery.
Rounding a corner and emerging into a more open area of bushes and grasses, I noticed a middle aged man to my right, off the pathway, and sitting on a fallen log. I nodded, and the thought crossed my mind that he may have had to pee and I'd interrupted his impending relief. I couldn't see him fully, as the tall grass and bushes hid the lower portion of his body. Thinking he may be peeing, I smiled a tiny smile as I continued along the pathway.
A few feet further on, the bushes had thinned out, and I couldn't help but glance back to see if my suspicion had been correct.
It wasn't! I was WAY OFF!
The man's pants were, yes, unzipped, and yes, his cock was out greeting the beautiful sunshine, BUT... he was NOT peeing. With a mischievous smile on his face, he was stroking his very hard cock with one hand, and waving me to come over with his other! I stopped, open mouthed, dead in my tracks! I didn;t know whether to run or stare. I guess I decided somehow, to STARE!
"Come over. Come closer. I want you to be able to see, really see!" The man obviously didn;t mind me staring at him stroking his cock, and although I had never had any real interest sexually in men, I had been more than a little puzzled by the fact that so many of my friends, both guys and girls had urged me to "try it." I guess that puts me into the 'curious' column!
"Come on! You know you want to. Come here and watch me jack off. I want you to."
The man was insistent, and he was right... For some unknown reason, I DID want to move closer and watch him stroke his cock!
Holy shit! What if someone sees me? What if he grabs me and does awful things to me? What if he makes me touch him, or...! Oh fuck, I was walking through the tall grass toward him! What the fuck are you doing you stupid idiot? Get your dumb ass out of here...NOW! I kept walking closer with my eyes riveted on his COCK! Why?, sonofabitch, WHY?, is my mouth watering so much???
