I am a married bi man in my forties, average but masculine body and enjoy some man to man sex every once in a while.
There is a public park about twenty kilometers from where I live and on weekends, I often ride my bicycle down there to relax and look around. On one side of the park there is a parking lot next to a major highway and there are picnic tables for travelers to stop and eat.
One day I was quite horny and interested to see if I could meet up with someone, so I rode down to the parking lot. While the weather was good, there was almost no one except a few elderly tourists stopping to have their lunch. I was ready to cycle home when a taxi pulled into the lot.
The taxi driver got out of his car and lit a cigarette. He was probably in his early forties around 6 ft, 200 lbs. He had a nicely trimmed beard, short hair and lots of hair on his arms and flowing out of the top of his tight white polo shirt. He had tight stretch jeans on, and I could make a massive lump running down his right pant leg. My attention was definitely piqued.