It was too hot this week, way too hot, but I needed to get outside for some fresh air. I've been cooped up inside all week, trying to stay cool, but I finally decided that I needed to go the local nature preserve. I thought I would just sit in my car and read with the air on, but at least I would get a change of scenery.
I'm 47, 6-2, 195, in pretty good shape for my age. Professional, gray hair, blue eyes, and very normal in the way that I look. I'm married to my high school sweetheart and we have two daughters who are in college, so it's just the two of us at home. I own my own business and can work from home a couple of days a week if I want. It's a pretty good life. I swim and run to stay in shape.
Back to the story. I was just sitting in the parking lot at the park, hidden in the shade and all alone. I was reading a book that my sister recommended, but it wasn't all that good so it was hard to focus on it. My mind kept wandering and I was staring out at the trees as much as I was reading. I'll admit that I was pretty horny, so that didn't help either.
About that time, a guy ran past on the trail. It kind of surprised me because I didn't really expect to see anyone else in the park in this heat. He was about my age, wearing only a pair of running shorts that left very little to the imagination. His cock was definitely bigger than mine and it was bouncing up and down as he ran. I was staring, more surprised than anything. He looked really hot (temperature) and didn't seem to be enjoying the run. He waved politely as he ran by, and I returned the wave, and he kept moving down the trail. I went back to my book, but my mind kept thinking about how surprised I was to see his cock so blatantly evident in his shorts.
I'm a straight guy, never even thought about another guy, but I couldn't get my mind off of him. I wondered if he would run back this way, wondered if he knew that his cock was so obvious. I wanted another look at him, just to see if I had imagined it. I wasn't interested in him, really, but I was curious about why a guy would run with his cock on display.
Just then, I saw him coming back down the trail, and I quickly forgot about his cock. He was really struggling, sweating a lot in the heat and I could tell that he was going to need help. Any horny thoughts were gone. I just saw a fellow runner who was in a dangerous spot. He didn't seem to be holding a water bottle, so I was pretty concerned. I jumped out of my car and hustled over to meet him, seriously worried about the health of this guy that I didn't know at all.
"Hey man, are you ok? You look like the heat is really taking it out of you. Do you have any water? You really need a break."
He could barely speak, and his color wasn't good. "I forgot to bring water, and I didn't realize how hot it was." He almost stumbled, and I grabbed him and put his arm around my shoulder.
"Come get in my car. I've got water, and I can take you home if you need it. Where do you live?" I led him to my car, and I opened the passenger door, helping him in. I didn't think he was critically ill, but I knew that he couldn't keep running.
He didn't object to getting in the cool car, and I closed the door and ran around to my side and climbed in. I handed him my water bottle and he drank it, too fast. "Whoa, don't drink it all in one gulp. You'll make yourself sick. Take sips and I'll get you home. Is anyone there, or do you want to go to the hospital?"
He said, "Home, if you don't mind. Thanks. I thought I could make it but it's just too damn hot." He gave me the address and I started off. It was only a few blocks from my house, but I was sure that I had never seen this guy before. I wasn't even thinking about his cock anymore. I only wanted to keep him safe and get him home.
I said, "I'm John. I live in your neighborhood. I don't think I've ever met you before, though. Are you new in town?"
He was barely talking, his eyes closed, focused on getting cool. "Hey, I'm Steve. That air feels great. You're a lifesaver. Yeah, we moved here a couple of months ago. I thought I would try and sneak in a run before my wife got home, but I guess that was pretty stupid."
"Yeah, this heat can wear you down really fast. You have to be careful. But I'll have you home in a couple of minutes."
I pulled up to his house and parked in the drive, and then I went over to his door and helped him out. He looked better but I wanted to make sure that he made it inside. I threw his arm over my shoulder again and asked, "Is the door open?"
He said, "There's a keypad on the garage. The code is 1225. Thanks."
When the door opened, we made our way in. Our neighborhood is a nice one, and their house was beautifully appointed, not unlike ours. I said, "Steve, how about if you go get in a warm shower and get your temp down while I get you some water? Do you need me to call anyone?"
Steve said, "Man, I hate to ask this but would you mind helping me get there? I feel better but I would really appreciate the help, if you don't mind."
I told him that it was no problem and we made our way back to their bedroom and the master bath. He was walking without much help now but I was glad to help him. He sat on the edge of the vanity while I reached in and started the shower. It needed to be warm, not cold, so I fiddled with it while he kicked his shoes off. When I got out, I realized that he was going to need help getting undressed. He couldn't bend down and take his socks off. I didn't think twice, kneeling down and pulling his sweaty socks off for him.
When I looked up, his cock was right in front of me, filling out his running shorts. I was shocked once again as I stared at his crotch. He didn't notice, though, and I stood up and said, "Ok, get in the shower and I'll get you some more water. Will your wife be home soon?"
He stood up, pushing up from the vanity and looking relatively stable. I took a look at his body now and realized that he was well-built, strong legs and chest. I really need to work out at the gym more and build up my pecs, I thought.
