UNCUT COCK & FORESKIN GALLERIES

Gay Sex Story - Outdoor Jerkoff

Yesterday morning, while I was checking out the woodlot at the far end of my property, I noticed someone stretched out, next to a small pup-tent, in a small clearing just off the trail. At first, I thought he was just lying there, perhaps snoozing. Then I realized he was definitely awake – his pants were down around his knees, his shirt was open, and he was slowly stroking his cock. He was propped against his backpack, facing away from me, so he didn't see me. I'm pretty good at moving silently in the woods, so I sneaked up, quite close, and watched. He had a nice-size dick, and the fleshy crown gleamed in the sunlight.

My own cock was swelling as I gazed at that seductive scene and his enticing young body. So I quietly lowered my trousers and undershorts and started to stroke my growing hard-on. He was taking his time, stopping to fondle his testicles or to switch hands. And then after about five minutes of this, he unexpectedly stood up, probably so he wouldn't get cum on his clothes. However, in the process, he had turned – and his look of surprise was quite something. But then he saw what I was doing.

"Can I join you?" I asked, displaying my erection for his viewing pleasure.

"Ya ... sure," he said hesitantly. And I quickly lifted my trousers and moved towards him.

"Why don't we get more comfortable?" I suggested, dropping my pants again and taking off my shirt.

He stared at me for a moment and then, when he saw that I was shedding all my clothes, he also got naked. His youthful, athletic body was mouth-watering. His hard-on angled up steeply from a nest of blond pubic hair, and I moved in close and put my hand around it.

"Take it easy," he sighed, "I don't want to cum yet." And he began brushing his fingers across my hairy chest and stomach.

"If I lie on my back," I said, "you can help yourself. What's your name?"

"Joey."

"Mine's Ethan," I replied and stretched out, looking up at him. "Why don't you kneel over my face, Joey, so we can both enjoy ourselves."

When he was in position, his testicles draped over my mouth, and I licked the smooth, low-hanging sac. His hands moved back and forth across my furry pelt, from my chest, down my stomach, towards my cock.

"I've never seen a penis as big as yours, Ethan," he said, holding it upright.

"But I assume you've had sex with a man before."

"A few times. But not like this. You're older, and you know what you're doing." He leaned forward and licked the head of my cock. Then he took about half of it into his mouth and began sucking in an unhurried rhythm. His hands were caressing my thighs and balls.

"That feels good," I told him, spreading my legs wide apart. I let him go at it while I licked and sucked his luscious balls. I wanted to prolong our pleasure.

"Mmm," he moaned eagerly.

"If you lift your hips, I can return the favour." And when he did, I quickly took his whole erection into my mouth and down my throat. It fitted like a glove, and I let it pulse there. I was happy to wait until he really wanted his cock sucked. He was gorging himself on most of my shaft. And as his rhythm built, his hips started pumping up and down, so I reached to feel his sleek, taut ass. As his sucking got more intense, my lust kicked in too, and I gripped those taut butt cheeks. When his cock swelled in my throat, and I knew his orgasm was getting close.

He pounded his hips and moaned, and then a flood of cum rushed into my throat. That triggered my gonads, and I thrust my pelvis up. Our erections were both pumping sperm, and I was lost in the bliss of it. I hadn't cum like that in a long time.
Later, as we recovered, he rolled off me, and we lay there, fondling each other's cock.
"Ethan?"

"Mmm?" I murmured.

"Can I sleep at your place tonight? I've been on the road for a week, hitch-hiking."

"You bet. If you can stay longer, I'd like to spend a lot of nights with you."