“You want to suck me here?” he asked tentatively while slipping the car into park.
“Yeah, this is perfect,” I assured him.
“I’m sorry to be so nervous. I’ve never done this before,” he stammered. That was obvious.
I’ve been sucking cock at this same running trail for years. I learned in college that even straight guys love busting a load down a faggot’s throat after a long run. It’s the ultimate endorphin release.
I’ve had my eye on this hairy, bearded hottie for months. When I saw the wedding band, I knew he would be a challenge. But I love a challenge.
I’ve got a reputation as an easy cocksucker, as I’m always loitering in the parking lot off the trailhead. He had witnessed me jumping in and out of parked cars, so it was no mystery as to why I was there. I just had to wait for him to come to me. They always do.
“You . . . uh . . . free now?” he asked me yesterday as he had just come off the trail. Fuck, he looked hot. Sweat was glistening off his hairy bod and collecting in his chest hair as he attempted to dry himself with the t-shirt he carried. I nodded and followed him to his car. His athletic shorts were already tenting.
“I . . . I can’t do this here,” he stated nervously. “Is there anywhere else we can go?” I nodded and told him to drive up the road, that I knew a secluded spot near the old railroad depot. He parked the car where I showed him, and I soon had his big, hairy cock down my throat. His bush and balls were musty from his run. He apologized, but I assured him it’s a turn-on.
“FUCK, your mouth feels good,” he moaned as I deep throated him to his balls. “Where’d you learn to suck a dick like that?” I popped off and quickly told him I’d been in a fraternity. “Damn. Makes me wish I’d gone Greek,” he lamented.
He put his hand on the back of my head as I bobbed up and down on his big cock. I felt a blast of cum hit the back of my throat as he roared, “Holy FUCK . . . Yeah . . . Keep going . . . Yeah, fucking swallow my load, dude.”
He was quiet for a full minute as I kept his softening cock down my throat. He then exhaled and said, “Damn, man. That was the best fucking head I’ve ever had.” I was still licking his big cock clean when he reached over and slid his hand down the back of my shorts. As his finger found my puckered hole, he asked, “You ever take it up the ass?” When I told him yes, he immediately said, “Damn, I’d love to fuck you after my run tomorrow. I’ll bring a condom.”
I laughed and told him I prefer raw, and that he can cum up my ass. His cock was instantly hard again. Sliding down my shorts, I straddled him and soon had him balls deep in my ass. “Fuck, man,” he moaned as his head rolled back in ecstasy. “You’re making it really hard for me to go back home to my wife.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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