It All Started Quiet Innocently ~ Really!
It was about three in the afternoon, one of one of the hottest days of Summer experienced this year. It didn't take long to get a bit dehydrated from walking the dusty trails of the dogwood and cactus laden desert, just outside Phoenix, Arizona.
After walking an hour beneath a blazing Sun, I stripped down to my jockey shorts; my limited clothes napped away in my sack, insulating a water bottle from the searing heat.
I figured; 'why not!', since I hadn't seen anyone, the trails are likely deserted. That fact fully considered; I stripped and got completely naked! A chance for my sweaty balls to cool off, tired of being needlessly stuffed up in some sweaty underwear.
The sweat now cascade down from my face, over my heaving pecs, channeling down the defined ripples of my darkly tanned, six-pack abs and onward, over my hairless, shaved groin, cock and balls.
It didn't take long, the sun's heat glistened off the pearls of sweat trailing down, over, my ever thickening cock. With every sway of my hips, trudging through the foot resisting sand, it only accentuated the urge for my sweat lubricated palms to grab my raging hard-on and jerk it harder all the while, squeezing and plying my sweaty, cum thickening balls.
I needed to blow this load, with all the heat and getting hornier by the second, I felt as if about to faint. Luckily, I came upon a small oasis with a few bushes that offered some shade relief.
Relaxing for a second to take some water, my cock continues swelling and, I knew, needed and, wants attention.
Sitting on my nap sack to keep the desert sand off my ass, stroking my now thick hard-on of a cock; veins swelling by excitement, I started to hear moaning. The type of moaning you do when your having sex. And, as horny as I am, that is not me making that lust compelling sound.
Since I hadn't seen anyone pass me and, the trail tracked in one direction, I thought it kind of strange. But, whoever, the sounds were coming from just beyond a sand dune up ahead of where I was sitting.
Obviously curious, leaving my things behind, I crept quietly in the direction of the moaning.
Perched just below the crest of the dune, careful not to be seen, I peered over and sure enough; there were two guys lying totally naked on a horse blanket. The sight of them raged my cock from a semi--, back to full attention; pre-cum streaming, glistened in the desert Sun.
A little more brazen, spurred by my growing horniness, I moved closer up over the crest of the dune, stroking the full length of my slick-spit lubed cock, thick, unafraid even if they see me.
Getting closer and looking down on the two; their beautiful, hairless, dark tanned, ripped bodies glistening with sweat; they were obviously unaware of my voyeuristic antics.