"Bring it with you," I laughed. I climbed over the gate and walked towards the small wood. I turned, just to check he was following, which indeed he was.
He caught up with me in the edge of the wood and I knelt and tugged off his pants and boxers, leaving him naked below the waist. I gently sucked at his cock licking and circling the ridge on his huge mushroom head. The dappled light shining through the leaves played on his body as he removed his sweatshirt top.
I looked up at him as I played with his shaft and sucked the tip and ring. His head was crooked back as he strained every fibre in his body, his hairy chest with small beads of sweat running through it. He tensed his legs and his thigh and calf muscles were standing hard and taught. I gently stroked the lower half of his cock and ran my fingers round the base and then on to his balls, as I licked and frantically sucked at the tip. There were now lots of precum and it tasted wonderful, salty yet sweet.
My right hand made it through his legs and I hooked my middle finger ready to plunge it deep into his ass. As I stroked his balls and base I found his hole and in a single movement buried my finger right up to the knuckle into his hot and gripping ass. He gasped, tensed some more and as my head came off his cock, it started to jet streams of cum over my face, neck, chest and arms. I retained a firm hold on the base of his cock, and I could feel each rope of spunk rising up his cock as it came streaming out of the tip. I eased my hold on it and yet more started to come out. I laid back on the forest floor on the grass and watched as he stood there, now holding this huge 9inch cock, throbbing out its load and his head was back and his eyes still closed.
Finally when his cock just started to wilt his head came forward and looked down, first at his cock and then at me. I had no idea what he was going to do next. He dropped to his knees and settled in between my outstretched legs. He undid the buckle on my belt, my single jeans button, my zipper and he tugged them down along with my boxers, towards my knees. His huge cock had only slightly wilted and it seemed to get a new lease of life as he looked at my solid hard tight cock throbbing away before him.
He was covered from head to toe in sweat, little beads running down his face, his chest and his abdomen. He shuffled up my legs on his knees and laid his cock on my cock and started to rub the two together. No one had ever done that before and it felt so good, my cock seemed to have a life and mind of its own. As he rubbed back and forth, his body upright, I pulled off my sweatshirt top and he immediately grasped both my nipples in between his thumb and first finger on both hands. Twisting them and rubbing them had the effect of translating pain into hardness on my cock.
He lowered the top half of his body, lowering it towards my face and he moved his hands so that his elbows were either side of my body, his stiff cock still rubbing hard on mine , but now his face was approaching mine. In a move I just didn't expect, his face came straight towards mine and he planted a huge wet kiss on my lips. He held the kiss there for what seemed like an age as his tongue darted in and out of my wet mouth as he pounded my cock with his own solid cock.
Without any prompting my hands went round the back of his shoulders and I pulled him close, riding his thrusts and in seconds I started pumping creamy cum out of my cock. I moaned and groaned as his lips and tongue searched every crevice of my mouth and his cock still rock hard, continued grinding away at me, in the now sticky sweet pool of cum. In another minute he shot his load over me and he gasped as he stretched upwards his body arching as the cum left his cock head and it pumped out for what seemed like, forever.
For several minutes we lay there, him on top of me panting and straining until we had both fully unloaded. He rolled over onto his back and we both lay there looking up at the blue sky through the foliage lit by the sparkling sunlight. My hand went down to my wilting cock and I rubbed the sticky mixture into my cock hair and up my abdomen. It was sticky warm and formed itself into globules sticking to my fingers as well as my body.
I tasted it and it tasted salty yet sweet and not in any way unpleasant, he grabbed my hand and put two fingers of my hand in his mouth and sucked and licked at them. My cock started to rise again and his hand went down to my cock. He sat half up and half across me and with his right hand took my cock and started to rub it. He had mastered my likes and dislikes, the position of his hand, the movement of his fingers. He rubbed at it and stroked and stretched the skin over my throbbing mushroom head. It felt absolutely great as he stroked it slightly faster with every second. My arm drooped over his back as he thrashed it and my hot sticky cock started yet again to tense, expand and finally shoot a single string of cum 18 inches into the air as I unloaded for yet another magnificent cum.
My leg muscles were completely gone, they ached from the stretching and tensing of all the muscles and I gasped and relaxed, almost lifeless on the grass. His head fell across my chest and my arm, already round him, gripped him close to me. We both fell asleep under the warm sunlight straining through the leaves.
An hour or so later I felt his body move off mine and my eyes opened. He was taking a leak in the bushes and I walked over to where he was and started to do the same. His cock was still semi hard and long, but the activity we had given it had made it dark red and the mushroom head was still a very dark red. He stroked the last drops off the end and continued stroking it. His hand movement quickened and my own cock was soon rising to the view my eyes were taking in. I knelt before him and popped the whole mushroom head into my mouth and sucked and licked it for all I was worth. He yanked it out of my mouth and waved it temptingly in front of my face.
"I'll make you wait for it now my little bitch," he said and laughed. He pulled on his jeans and threw his T shirt top over his shoulder, striding off towards the car. I did the same and made my way to the car, where he had already started the motor. We backed out of the gateway and trundled off down the road. He looked over at me and with his right hand stroked the outside of his jeans, producing a bulge in the front. I leaned over again and took his hand away as I rubbed at the same spot. His thick stiff meat lay just underneath and I rubbed at it harder and harder. I was going to unzip him but we had to swerve as a car overtook us. Dad shouted out at the driver as they passed but of course he never heard, he flashed the lights and shook his fist. The car started to slow down and came to a stop on the side of the road. A young guy with straight black hair stepped out of the car. As he got out we could both see that his zipper was down and his white underpants were clearly visible.
"Hey sorry you guys I got carried away there and my hand slipped on the wheel," he said, kind of apologetically.
"Your left hand or your right hand?" dad said.
"My left hand," he replied in a curious tone.
"So that makes you a right handed jerker then," Dad said and laughed. The young guy coloured slightly and looked down at his pants. He now spotted the open zipper and both his hands dropped and started to fumble with the zipper. Dad's left hand went out of the open window, straight to the guys open zipper and straight in to the front of his black boxer shorts. He gripped the guy's semi limp cock and squeezed it gently.
"Come into the car and me and the boy here will do you real good," said Dad. He opened the door and slid out of the bench seat, ushering the young guy into the middle of the seat. Without protesting at all he slid in and Dad slid back in and shut the door. Before there could be any words spoken we both took hold of the guy and undid his belt and single button and wrenched the jeans and boxers to his knees. He had an absolutely enormous cock, it was all of 10 inches and getting harder every second. I grabbed the base and Dad grabbed the tip and we rubbed and stroked it for all we were worth. The guy was wriggling and twisting on the seat and in no time at all he yelped as he came a thick gushing stream of come all over our hands and arms. We rubbed him and tugged him until we had every drop of come out of him.
