I'd heard there was a gay cruising site not too far from where I lived. From my house, follow the main road circling the town, take the exit after the bridge and the woods were nearby. I was 22, had just passed my driving test, and wanted to take advantage of my new freedom. So I started passing by the woods.
I found out about the woods on a gay cruising website. People posted when they were going to be there, and a lot of profiles had pictures. I noticed a lot of the men who frequented here were much older than me. Their age didn't phase me, but I wouldn't have minded someone a bit closer to my age. I scrolled through the history of posts, my erection tightening in my boxers, thinking about finding a man or two in the woods, and playing with each other's cocks.
Then I came across a post, a guy in his 30s giving younger guys advice:
"Largely older men, better on midday weekends, or after 6pm on weekdays. Not many younger guys come here. I saw one leave his car and go into the woods, and several other older guys followed him. Couple of minutes later the young guy left looking worried."
That sounds kinda funny, though I'm not sure what I'd do with that much attention on me. I'm 5ft 6, pretty slim, not sure how I'd handle that situation. Hmm, maybe there's another place I could find. Now whipping out my cock from my boxers, I gently stroked myself as I looked around the site for other cruising sites. The others were pretty far from me. No luck.
I decided I'd try going to the woods this Friday, later after work. It looks busier after 6pm, but if I went later, maybe it would be quieter and I wouldn't be so overwhelmed with so many older men ogling my slim, smooth body. I got there for 8:11pm, a bit later than I wanted, and there was only one car parked up in the layby. As I turned off the car, I noticed the man sitting in the driver's seat of the car. I could only make out a shadow, but he looked tall. Though at my height, everyone looks tall. It was only until he stepped out of the car and quickly slinked into the woods, I realised how large his stature was. Over 6ft, broad shoulders, and big arms. I made my move.
I stepped out of the car into the cool night air. My nipples instantly hardened under my t-shirt. I could feel them press against the fabric. I managed to find the path into the woods, and took careful quiet steps. The tall man was moving ahead of me. At some point he turned back to see if I was following him, before walking on. While trudging along the path, I felt my cock begin to leak into my boxers. I was getting wet with anticipation.
The tall man waited for me at a large tree, its silhouette lit up by the moonlight. I didnt notice till I approached that he had been walking shirtless, his muscular hairy chest slightly wet with sweat. No words were exchanged, as he leaned down and kissed me. A deep wet passionate kiss, our tongues dancing in each other's mouths as our hands ran across each other's bodies. I felt his hands run through my hair as I pawed for his pecs and nipples. He gave out a moan into my mouth, so I kept rubbing them.
I pulled away from the kiss, and my tongue circled his nipples, getting a taste of his sweat. The man pulled me into his chest, holding my head in place while I sucked his nipple and massaged the other with my hand. I felt his bulge press against me, and realised in this moment, I was in the presence of a man. A manly, tall, muscular man who could snap me in half. But he was so gentle, soft to the touch. His lifted my arms up to remove my shirt, and I felt his torso against mine, holding each other tight in the dark. It felt primal.
His hands reached for mine, before placing them on my belt. He wanted me to take off my jeans. I took his lead and he did the same. As I took down my jeans, my boxers came down with them in one moment. The man pulled me into him again, and I realised he was also completely naked. His hard cock against me, my hard cock against him. I watched him kneel slightly, before hooking his hands under my knees, and pick me up. I was now being carried in his strong arms, and I wrapped mine around his neck, and kissed him deeply.
I was at this man's mercy. I felt safe being carried a foot or so off the floor, his bare skin to mine, kissing each other.
"Is this ok?" the man asked. He speaks!
"Yes," I said. He just smiled.
Our foreheads pressed together and I just stared into his eyes. It could have been minutes but it felt like longer, me cradled in his arms.
"Can I feel inside you?" the man asked.
I nodded, and he slowly put me down. A brief moment passed and I realised where I was - standing naked in the woods with another man in the dark, and about to have sex. He turned me around so my naked little bum faced him. I expected him to slap me but he didn't. Instead, his big hands massaged my cheeks, and occasionally parted and closed them.
He got onto his knees, and I could hear him going through his pockets looking for something. Lube, I guessed. But rather than a cold wet sensation at my hole, I felt his face, then his tongue. Wow, he was licking my hole. I had never felt someone do this before. It was unusual at first, but then I opened up to him fully. His tongue lapped at my hole, while his hand reached round and started to stroke my cock. My balls pulsed at his touch, as his fingers felt around my cock head. His head was soon replaced by a lubed finger, and I knew I would feel him inside me soon.
"Relax," he said.
