Mushrooms In The Woods Ch. 2
It had been a long week. It's not that I didn't have plenty to do. Even being retired it seems there are always things that need to get done and places to go. It's just that I found my thoughts being pre occupied with the two guys I stumbled upon last week in the woods while I was on a hike.
My imagination sure had been busy with exploring the possibilities of having a friend or two that could help me with my sexual frustration. The image of the guys long thick cock with the bulbous head going in and out of his friends mouth has been burned into my mind. I can't not think of it. It's easy to fantasize that it's my cock. I think I even get harder when I think of those being my lips wrapping around that mushroom shaped head on top of it's thick shaft.
It's almost 10:00 and it's Wednesday. Last week I left at 10:15 ish. I really didn't pay that much attention to the clock at the time. It seems possible that the two guys met on the same day every week. Maybe even the same time. At least that's what I was hoping for. I couldn't help but want to find them there again today. Again, my imagination was running wild with the possibilities and the anticipation of what could transpire.
"Hey I'm headed out for a hike. I'll see you after a while."
"Ok hon, have fun. Good luck finding mushrooms."
I smiled and out the door I went. Hmmm, mushrooms. Yeah, that's what I'm looking for.
And I guess it was. I'll look for them while out. I typically do find some on these day excursions. But morels really aren't what are on my mind. Today it's another mushroom shaped morsel that has my mouth watering. I must have thought of what I might do if I actually find the two guys there a thousand times.
I have tried to temper my expectations. I mean it's not that likely they will even be there. And if they are, would they even want a third? It could be they are a couple that just wanted some privacy and found it in the woods.
I have to admit, I'm not really moving slow enough to find chanterelles or Oyster mushrooms. I'm close to where I heard the guys last week. I should slow down and pay attention, I don't want to blunder and just stumble into where they are.
Just over this next rise is where I saw them. I stop and listen, but I don't hear anything. The woods are quiet. The thick brush does absorb sound so maybe I'm just not close enough. I peak my head over the rise in the trail and I'm focused on where the two were last week, but they are not there. I don't see them. Disappointed I walk to the small clearing where the two had been. The grass was matted a little, similar to what you find when a large animal had been bedded down in the grass. I look around to see if there are any clues to indicate the two had been there. While I look my mind fills in what isn't there with what was there last week.
I see where the guy on his knees was. And the other guy with his pants down and his cock out being sucked was right there in front of him. And there, thats where they fucked on the blanket they had out.
My own cock was straining my pants while I visualized last weeks events here. I rubbed it through my pants as my mind was relishing the thought. I rubbed it through my pants and I was getting harder.
I sat down and leaned against a log and took in my surroundings while I stroked myself through my pants. By now I was rock hard so I unzip my pants and pull out my cock and admire how hard it is and the little drop of pre cum that was forming on the tip.
I close my eyes and let my imagination take over while I slowly run my fist over my shaft and push my hard on forward when it runs up against the ridge of my cock head.
With my eyes closed and I was lost in the moment. Mmmmm lips, a warm mouth. A tongue swirling around delighting me. As I slowly ran my hand over my dick my pre cum continued to flow and I rotated my hand to spread the lubrication it provided. In my mind with my eyes closed I paused gripping the base I could imagine...but I wasn't imagining it. It was happening. It was too real. I opened my eyes and there was a mans head in my lap and he was giving me the most glorious head I have ever had. My god he was naked.
I was unbelievably shocked for the first second. I couldn't believe I was so caught up in my fantasy that I didn't hear him approach let alone get undressed.
But it didn't matter. He was giving me the best blowjob I had ever had. His warm wet lips glided up and down my shaft his hand cupped and cradled and massaged my balls. And I don't even know how he did what he was doing to my cock head with his tongue in his mouth but I was in ecstasy.
The pleasure was reaching that pinnacle, I could feel it approach and as I tried to hold it back I could feel my cock head swell and he could too, he let out a little quiet moan to let me me know it was ok. The subtle vibrations were too much and I exploded into his eager mouth he slowed but still kept some suction and very slowly brought the tip to the edge of his lips and his tongue licked the last little bit of my cum from the slit. Until he did that I thought my orgasm was finished then another couple of spurts lazily oozed out and he lapped that up with his tongue.
At this point no words had been spoken. It dawned on me I had just been given the best blowjob of my life by a guy I knew nothing about or even heard speak.
So I spoke first "It's my turn, I need to suck you now." It was almost primal I thought to myself, but I needed it. The desire to have his cock in my mouth was overwhelming.
It was the first time I had seen his face when he came up with a smile. And said "Yes, I think you do." As he stood up I recognized his wonderful thick cock with its mushroom on top of it. I kneeled in front of him and took in the sight of it as I took it in my hand and stroked it from the base to just under that magnificent head.
I waisted no time parting my lips and engulfing his thick head. It was so surreal to think that last week I was enthralled with the sight of this thing and now I have it in my mouth. I tried to replicate what he had done to me with his talented mouth. It had been years since I had done this in my youth. I swirled my tongue around its circumference while I sucked and bobbed my head on his long shaft.
My hands explored his hips and ass. I looked up and saw his eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open. It was a confirmation that he was enjoying my efforts as much as I was enjoying providing them.
I sucked and swirled and bobbed my head until he lunged forward diving his thick cock into my throat. His pubic hair pushed against my nose and I pulled on his ass to pull him in as deep as he would go. I felt each shot of his cum shoot against the back of my throat as his hands gripped my head. He shook with each spasm of his seed shooting into my tight throat. As I pulled off of his cock I paused at the tip to make sure I got the last bit that oozed out of it.
"Oh you are good! That was incredible." We're his first words to me.