The brown leaves crunch underfoot as I weave a path through the undergrowth. My daily walks often take me around this area of my local wood and I love the tranquility of it all. Eventually I reach as suitable spot and after checking for any onlookers I unbutton my belt and reach for my pulsating cock. As I draw it out it grows harder until it reaches its full length of around 6 inches and stands throbbing, begging to be touched. I reach down and begin to stroke imaging one of my favourite fantasies, my tight eighteen year old asshole being pounded by a giant muscular cock.
As I near my climax I hear a subtle cough and twist round to see two deep set eyes surveying my smooth rounded asscheeks. A man standing around 6 feet tall with muscles bursting through his lumber jacket shirt and a visible bulge within his jeans stands a few meters behind me. I look into his eyes with a mixture of fear and excitement studying his short cropped brown hair and thick stubble. He beckons me closer and with my heart pounding I turn around and approach. As I draw near he grabs my hand and guides it down into his cock where I begin to rub my heart rate matching the throbbing of his cock as it gets harder and harder until I'm not sure if I'm feeling flesh or stone. Without a word he reaches down and unbuckles his jeans letting the great slab of meat dangle tantalising in front of my hands.
I reach for it but he grabs my shoulders and forces me into my knees so instead his cock now makes a bee line for my seating mouth. I estimate that at least 11 inches of lust is approaching my face and I open my mouth hungrily to engulf it. My tongue wiggles around, teasing his head whilst his shaft slides ever deeper until I begin to gag and he grabs the back of my head to stop me from withdrawing. As I begin to think that the girth may suffocate me he releases and I watch in awe as his cock glistens with my saliva and string of spit lace themselves among the forest floor. After a few repeats of this he gives me free reign of his dick and I eagerly lick up and down the shaft, rubbing it with my hands, watching the veins pulsate and grow.