I woke up on a Wednesday morning and decided to go for a ride on my mountain bike. But this would hopefully not be an ordinary ride. I was 20 at the time and had always been curious about being with another man. So that morning I had decided to ride to a local cruising spot I had heard about and see who would be there. Hoping to find an older guy to have some fun with as that was my attraction and something I often fantasised and masturbated about.
It was a nice mid autumn day but a bit chilly so I got dressed in sweat pants, tee shirt and light jacket. I also decided to not wear any underwear. The spot was about a 15min ride and I set off wondering if there would be someone there I would be interested in and if I would actually not chicken out.
As I pulled in off the highway I noticed there were no cars in the top carpark where the picnic area and toilets were. But this was a big area that extended down a lot further into the bush with a dirt road and some other smaller tracks off that. I started riding further down the road and after a couple of minutes I noticed a car driving the other way. I stopped and as the car got closer I noticed an older guy behind the wheel. As he got closer we gave each other a wave and smile and he stopped next to me. He looked to be mid to late 50s and was a good looking guy from what I could see. A bit of salt and pepper in his hair and trimmed beard. We introduced ourselves and he told me his name was John. I said it looked like you were just leaving and he said he'd been there for half hour or so but not seen anyone. I said that was good timing then and as he looked me up and down he said it certainly appeared so. My cock began to stir in its unrestrained sweatpants and I moved a little to give him a better view of my rising bulge. I was still on my bike and now leaning on his drivers door as we talked. I could see him better now too. A bit chubby around the middle but he looked to be in good shape for his age. He was wearing a button shirt and tan dress pants. As my eyes drifted to his pants I noticed a definite growing bulge, which only served to make my own bulge much more noticeable as my cock rose to full attention. He lightly rubbed my arm that was resting on his door and asked if I'd like to get in. I told him I'd like to walk down one of the side tracks if he'd like to join me and he quickly agreed.
He parked his car and as he got out I had my first proper look at him. He was a bit shorter than me. I'm 6ft and he seemed around 5'9. His chest was thick and so were his legs. I had more of a swimmers build back then, but fit and well proportioned. I was off the bike now and pushing it as we began walking down the track. We chatted as we walked and he asked why I was off on a Wednesday. I explained that a week earlier the business I had been working with for 2 years had folded, I'd taken a nice little redundancy and I was now going to take a few months to chill and travel a bit. He said he was sorry to hear that but glad I'd at least received a redundancy. I asked the same for him and he said he had retired recently and had plenty of time on his hands. I told him he didn't look old enough to be at retirement age. He smiled and rubbed my arm again as he thanked me and told me he'd retired a little early but was 62. His rubbing my arm and both of us knowing what was going to happen shortly had my cock at full erection and very noticeable. His was the same in his pants. I couldn't wait to unzip those pants and feel his cock in my hands.