I felt sweat forming on my brow as I turned off the highway into the picnic area.
There were a bunch of cars already pulled off and several large trucks.
I pulled up behind the line and killed the engine. The sun was still up but threatening to drop behind the tree line. I surveyed the area, most of the cars seemed occupied though a few were empty. I couldn't see into the bigger trucks.
There were a few picnic tables on the grass, but off beyond was the fenced off treeline, my eyes fell to the small gap in the chainlink that lead to a path in the woods.
I felt blood pumping in my ears as my nerve's grew. A man came out of the path. Dressed in business attire, He glanced around quickly then bee lined for an old sedan parked a few cars up. I kept my eyes on the path. A few moments later another man came walking out. He was older and had a little smile on his face. He wiped his mouth as he sauntered over to his own vehicle.
This was definitely the place, but I knew that already. Having stopped here several times and observed this behavior before. I just haven't worked up the nerve to go in there myself.
I hadn't been laid in months and before that it was more months. My spouse had decided sex wasn't a priority so therefore I don't get to have sex.
My nerves were on edge, I could feel a battle in my body. My blood flow was pinballing between my ears and crotch. I didn't want to cheat on my wife, but she didn't seem to care about my needs, my priorities, if I went in there it wasn't really cheating was it? If anything I was just masturbating with help and possibly helping others.
I watched a few more men make their way to the hole in the fence. Big, small, thin, old, young, it didn't seem to really matter, these guys just wanted satisfaction and they clearly weren't getting it elsewhere. Or maybe they just enjoyed the thrill of screwing around in the woods.
I ran through my own reasons for being there. I thought about what it would mean to go through with it. I could justify it all I wanted, but at its core it would be a betrayal, but in a way she betrayed me first. We'd tried therapy, we tried communicating, we tried some experimentation. But it all boiled down to, she wasn't interested in changing, she refused to give up control. Sex was on her terms, her way, with no regards for my needs.
The sun had gone down some more. It made the trees look like they were on fire.
I sat there for minutes, it felt like hours. Finally I decided, I had to pee. I'll just go into the woods to relieve myself. That's all. No big deal, everybody does it right?
I unbuckled and got out of the car. The air was already cooling for the evening. I stepped onto the grass and made my way to the woods, I could feel eyes following me from the cars or maybe I was imagining things. The blood continued to pump in my ears, but I felt a substantial amount begin to flow towards my neglected cock.
I stepped into the woods and saw a well trodden path that immediately forked into different directions. I picked one and made my way a little further back till I couldn't see the road anymore.
I could see evidence as I walked of the goings on of this place. Condoms on the ground, scraps of clothing discarded and forgotten. It would be gross if it wasn't so thrilling. I heard the muffled sound of a car door shutting. It seemed far away.
I found a tree a ways back with a little clear patch behind it. It looked like a great spot to pee.
I unzipped my fly and pulled my cock out. It was semi hard but I just wanted to relieve myself that's all. As my stream started I heard a branch crack a little ways away.
I glanced around the tree and saw a flash of color moving up the path, colors you wouldn't normally find in the woods. I shifted a little so I stuck out from behind the tree more and watched. The stranger paused and looked up in my direction. They were wearing some business casual clothes, a nice button down shirt and slacks.
I saw him reach over to his crotch and rub it slowly.
I didn't move I just looked down at my stream of urine. It was beginning to slow.
I could hear him moving in my direction. As the flow ended I put my cock back in my pants. But I didn't zip up. I turned and there was the stranger looking at me from around the tree. Up close he looked a little tired. Had a bit of a dad bod, but nothing wrong with that. I had one going myself. He looked down at my crotch as he continued to rub his own.
"What brings you here?" He asked.
"Just, needed some relief." I said.
""Oh yeah? Me too." He smiled and began undoing his own pants.
He pulled out his cock. I'm not embarrassed or anything but it was bigger than mine. He began to urinate onto the undergrowth beside us.
"Do you like what you see?" He asked.
"It's bigger than mine." I rasped out.
I couldn't take my eyes off it.
"I'd love to see yours." He smiled.
Without looking up I pulled my cock back out of my pants. I sucked in air as I felt his hand touch me. I hadn't been touched in so long.
