Most of the stories I have submitted here happened to me a long time ago. This one however was from just last month. There is a place in my home town where lots of men go to find relief. It is in a valley out in the woods and in the summer months it is pretty well shielded from prying eyes because of the type and amount of foliage. There are several small pathways near a major recreation trail and men looking for some fun go down in the valley at all hours of the day hoping to find someone willing to play. Of course like any outdoor area you can never be certain about who may or may not come along the path while you are engaged so there is also an element of risk involved in getting too exposed.
On this particular day the weather was just about perfect and the area had not had rain for a few days so the ground which is often quite muddy was dry and easy to walk on. I'm in my mid sixties now so the number of times that I am both horny and nature co-operates is no longer great. In my twenties I didn't care much if it was cold or not but I'm a lot choosier now. At any rate I took a walk down in the valley hoping to find some excitement and was rewarded with a great lunch time episode.
As I strolled down the main path I was passed by a man riding a mountain bike. This is common on this part of the valley as this trail is one of the main biking areas in the city and connects the downtown region to the escarpment. I left the main trail and started walking slowly and quietly on one of the small side paths where in the past I have had luck finding willing partners. This path forms a long U shape from the main one about 300 yds long and twists and turns a few times along the side of a pond of almost stagnant water beside the main river in the valley.
When I had gone in about half way I saw ahead of me through the branches that the mountain biker had entered the path from the other end and was leaning against the crossbar of his bike which was resting between 2 trees. His shorts were down below his knees and he was slowly stroking his half hard cock. As I approached he noticed me and rather than covering up just continued playing with himself. When I got beside him I saw he had a nice big 8 inch cut cock. He was in good shape with firm but not extreme muscles and as I watched him stoke the length of his cock it was getting harder and thicker by the second. I had obviously found someone willing to play with me which is not always the case at my age.
I dropped to my knees and opening my mouth wide took just the head of his cock inside. Once there I licked under the head just past the ridge of the crown and drew a shudder from him as I ran my tongue back to the end and up his piss slit. He started thrusting gently into my mouth just an inch or so of his cock which I soaked with my saliva. Making a groove with my tongue I let him have his way for a few moments just running his cock a little farther into my mouth with each thrust forward. By now he was fully hard and his cock when he pulled back out of my mouth stood up about 20 degrees above horizontal from his belly.