It was a typical summer morning and I headed down to the river to do some fishing. The spot I fish is remote and surrounded by woods. I had sat down and gotten comfortable waiting for a nibble when a large guy about 6'4" tall and well over 250 pounds came up with his gear and started fishing near me. After about 20 minutes, nothing was biting so I got up from my seat to go piss. I walked about 15 yards into the woods pulled my shorts down and pissed. I sat back down and started fantasizing about sucking this guy off.
I am married and have never sucked a guy off but I always masturbate thinking about it. I started looking at this guy closely he was kind of grubby looking with dirty clothes and greasy black hair. He was wearing work pants and a flannel shirt and this was the middle of summer. I started wondering how to make the move to sucking this guy off. He might be straight and just beat my ass or something. We had not said a word to each other just exchanged a few glances.
He got up and started back towards the woods. I knew this was my chance to go for it or always wonder what if? I waited about 30 seconds got up and followed him. I walked up beside him and looked directly at his cock and he looked at me like an angry bull. I got really nervous and blurted out "would you like me to suck that for you?" He got a really sick smile and said go for it. I noticed when he smiled he only had about three teeth but I wasn't interested in kissing this ugly bastard! I fell to my knees and looked up at this massive goon standing over me. I still had not really had the courage to look closely at his package, but I could smell a strong manly smell coming from that area.