Mmm, fuck.
It`s 3 am and my hand is wrapped around my super hard cock again.
Getting damn close to 80 and still get morning wood.
The down side is there isn`t some hot guy next to me to share it with.
Body tells brain to shut up and feel how good that stiff dick makes you feel.
Yes, precum starting to leak.
I pull the foreskin down hard off of the crown, use the other to spread that juice all over my cock head.
Got it throbbing now. Like to make it jump off my groin every time I clinch my ass.
Eyes closed, running a show of some of the guys I`ve been with and what makes me remember them.
Maybe how they felt with me inside them or them in me.
Maybe a mind bending 69 with fingers looking for that pleasure cave, once found, made their way inside.
More precum. Enough for me to take some to my lips for a taste.
I lick my fingers then suck them into my mouth.
Yum, but not as yummy as sucking it off of another guy`s cock.
Fucking or being fucked, sucking or being sucked, I`m so into eye contact.
The look on your face just before you cum, priceless.
Watching the pleasure wash over you as slip over the peak.
Oh fuck Jack, you need to find a man, and need it now.
Damn it, old guys need sex too.
Out of bed and into the bathroom to piss.
Gotta sit and push my still hard cock down so I don`t piss all over myself and the floor.
Can`t help but give my cock some strokes while I piss.
Squeezing from base to head, pushing the last dribbles out.
Standing and hit the flush handle, I go to the sink and look at myself in the mirror.
What I see is a 6 foot, 180 pound, older guy with a hard, uncut, 6 inch cock.
Maybe kidding myself, but I`m thinking, yup, still quite fuckable, I mean, I wouldn`t kick me out of bed.
I grab my cock and slap it on the open palm of the other hand.
How I`d love to be slapping it on the hole of a man right now.
Or on his face, then rub it on his lips before pushing my way into his mouth.
I`m now looking at a flush faced old guy in the mirror that is in heat.
Now for the decision.
Do I just stroke one out, or do I look for a buddy for some let`s get naked and fuck around?
Sure, jerking can relive some of the need, but not as completely as with a partner in pleasure.
I mean, sure, I could lube up my toy and fuck myself silly as I`m stroking my cock until I cum.
Even watch myself in the mirror while doing it.
But a mirror is cold, one dimensional, and a poor substitute for being with a warm bodied man in my arms.
Of course I went to the laptop, to open the app I`ve found so much pleasure from, and see if I can`t find another in the same kind of heat I`m in.
Hmm, nothing in my chat box.
Not a good sign.
But it`s a weekday morning, so many are off at work and won`t be available until 5 pm or later.
The app is still full of lookers, lurkers, fakes, ghosts, and rent boys & men looking to get paid.
Mostly 18 to 45 year old's online looking for others in their age bracket.
Now don`t get me wrong, I appreciate a hot youngster. Their usually smooth, hard bodies are marvelous to look at. Various size cocks that get hard as fuck and an ass to die for.
I look at them and wish I would have given in to my repressed urges when I was their ages.
But I didn`t, so my loss.
Back then being gay, or even people thinking you were gay could radically fuck up your life.
A tip of the hat to those who knew who they were and didn`t give a single shit who knew or what they thought. Your courage during those bad days, well, I`ve always wished I could have been one of you.
You all are true heroes.
But I was a coward and hid my hidden thoughts and desires.
Shame on me for that.
Anyway, I am what I am and the past is the past.
I click on the "Looking" panel to see who is hosting, going somewhere to hookup, or looking for a host.
Again, mostly younger looking for the same.
There were a few that caught my eye, but then saw they were 30+ miles away, and that won`t work for me.
Even being in heat, a 60 mile round trip.
No fucking way.
Well shit.
I knew all my past playmates were working or out of town, and not available right now.
BUMMER.
It was looking like it was gonna be one of those picture postcard Florida days.
Hot, humid, and sunny. Up in the high 80s, 85% humidity, and not a cloud in the sky.
Fuck it.
I added to the looking listings, that I was gonna be at my favorite park in an hour and that they should read my profile to see what I`m into.
If they were interested, just show up. Not looking for chats because I was horny as fuck.
My profile has pics of my hard cock. My nice ass, if I say so myself, and a face pic.
So If interested, they knew what they were gonna find.
I looked at my listing and added, that I would either be in a red, mid size pickup or out on the trail it was parked in front of.
Satisfied with how it was worded, I hit enter.
Now I had plenty of time to get ready.
First a shower, and using anal cleansing wand I had hooked up to the shower head.
Damn if that thing didn`t always get me hard using it.
It took allot of will power not to stroke one out to the sensations of that warm water squirting around in my ass.
Be strong Jack, you`re looking to bust a nut with a partner in pleasure ran through my mind.
Besides, it would still be here should the park end up being a bust.
Out of the shower and drying myself off. Cock now half hard and heavy as I ran the towel over my groin and ass.
What to wear was easy. Some shorts, a tee, and flip flops.
Commando Jack, reporting for duty I thought looking at myself in the mirror.
Since the park was only a 10-15 minute drive I had plenty of time, so no hurry.
Even being in heat, and seemed to be getting hard I took a generic Viagra anyway.
I got my "going to play" box down from the closet shelf and checked it`s contents.
7 inch dildo, check. Lube, check. Condoms, check. Wet wipes, check.
All contents ready, willing, and present captain Jack.
I put the box, my keys and wallet up on the counter.
I added a few water bottles and ice in a cooler and figured I`ve covered all the bases.
I always had a couple of large beach towels in the truck, but made a mental note to check that they were still there.
Screw all this waiting. I`m going now.
Not much traffic, so I pulled into the park after a 10 minute drive.
I was like half an hour early from what I had posted, but it felt better to be out of the house than just waiting around.
The park was empty. All the parking spots next to the trail heads were empty.
I kept going, heading towards my favorite trail, up by the pavilion.
Still not another living soul anywhere.
I pulled up to my fav trail and backed into the parking space.
Put my keys and wallet under the passenger seat, because you never know.
Damn but the nervous feelings of the unknown were working on me, exciting me.
I had to get out of the truck. I couldn`t just sit still.
My cock was still half hard, could be seen as a lump in my shorts.
I ran my hand over it and gave it a squeeze.
Okay, there`s now a wet spot from some precum.
I thought I`d check out the trail, to make sure nothing much had changed since my last visit.
Damn but the memories that just being here brought back.
Fuck, I`m getting harder just being here.
Can almost smell the man sweat and cum in the air.
Almost at the end and all looked just as it was the last time I was here.
Turning, I started a slow walk back towards my truck.
Turned the corner, the point where you could see the parking area.