We had chatted several times online, exchanging pleasantries and stats. We cybered a little, "feeling" each other out in regards to likes and fantasies. We didn't bother exchanging pics, who knew if what you saw was really who you were trying to see. So now, here I was driving out to meet this guy, sight unseen, seeking to live out a mutual fantasy of sex outdoors. At least, I thought to myself, he doesn't know me any better than I know him. But the taboo thought of meeting this stranger out under the stars and fucking the night away had me hard as a rock and hungry for cum.
The site of our assignation was a local golf course. It was easy to park unnoticed and out on the course there wouldn't be anyone nearby to overhear or interrupt. He had given me directions on a good place to park and landmarks to find my way onto the course in the dark. Now, as instructed, I was dialing his pager number. At first, I assumed it was to make sure that I actually showed up and that he would come out to meet me (he lived very near the course). But then, up ahead in the darkness, I heard his beeper go off and I realized the page was to guide me to him in the dark. I headed off towards where I thought the sound came from hoping that my ears weren't playing tricks on me.
The moon was almost full, but there were some high clouds, so the night was suffused with that soft blue light. I could see my way fairly clearly, but confident that no one from the road or the nearby houses could see me.
When I reached the area I thought the pager had sounded I stopped and let my eyes get more used to the dark. I listened carefully. A few road sounds, frogs, very distant barking, my own heartbeat and the throbbing of my cock in my shorts was all I could make out.
I hit the send button again on my cell phone and heard the pager again about twenty yards ahead on my right. I froze for an instant as a light came on in one of the houses on the edge of the course, but almost as quickly it went out followed by the rest of the downstairs lights in that house. With my pulse throbbing in my ears and through my cock I made my way toward my last reckoning on the pager. I almost fell into a bunker guarding the green, but managed to skirt it and make my way to the other side only to find myself at the edge of some very dark woods.
"Jereme?" I whispered into the dark.
"Cam?" was the reply and into the soft moonlight stepped my mystery man.
Heavenly, was all I could think. Six feet tall, sandy brown hair, nicely fit from what I could see and dressed about as I was - shorts, t-shirt and sneakers. Under one arm he carried a blanket. (Hmmm, a boy scout, I thought to myself. Wonder what else he brought....?)
Jereme waited until I got closer to him before he turned and walked around the edge of the trees. Following him I realized we were now on the cart path. Silently, I kept up with him as he led us deeper onto the course away from both the road and the houses.
The moon went behind a cloud and it got very dark for a moment. I didn't realize that I didn't hear his steps in front of me anymore until I suddenly bumped into Jereme face to face. He giggled, making me realize for the first time that he was probably as nervous as I was. I also felt the strength in his body and I'm sure he felt the hardness of my cock against his thigh.
His lips grazed mine for a moment and I shuddered at the heat of his mouth against mine. He took my by the hand and led me off the path in the dark behind a mound that I later learned was the 15th green. I helped him spread the blanket on the ground and then followed his lead in stripping off my clothes.
It was then I really began to be aware of my surroundings. The smells of the grass and the woods; the sounds of the frogs, cicadas and a few nocturnal birds; the soft moonlight hidden behind fluffy, transparent clouds. I then became aware of Jereme's beautiful body. His strong chest and abs, sparsely covered with light brown hair - so unlike the dark brown fur that covered me from shoulder to pelvis. Jutting out hard and thick from his hips was a beautiful cock, fully the 7.5 inches he claimed online, maybe more. Nicely thick. Hard and throbbing and for the next few hours, all mine.
We met in the middle of the blanket and slipped into a warm embrace. Our cocks strained and stroked against each other in a complementary rhythm to the dance our tongues were doing as we kissed. Though the night was cool, I was on fire as I held him in my arms or was it him holding me in his arms. The sweet smells of the grass, the trees, the night, his body, my body. The sounds of the night around us. The feel of his body next to mine. I surrendered all my desires to him.
As we kissed, I felt him caressing my back and ass and I finally was able to unstupefy myself to begin to do the same. Oh my god, his back, so strong and smooth. Oooooh, his ass; I could feel it flex as he humped into me and began to pant as I thought about how those muscles would help to ravage me later. I brought my hands to his hips, his thighs, his abs.... mmmmmmm so hard and strong and finally to his cock. Oh god, it was so hot in my hands; throbbing, oozing as I stroked its thick hard length. His mouth was nibbling up and down my neck as my hands stroked his cock and rubbed his balls. He moaned deeply into my mouth in one last, long, hot kiss while I rubbed our cocks together in my hands.
