A good few years back, I heard of a guy who used to walk about in some woods near to where I lived, rumours ranged from him walking around naked to being seen wanking and sucking other men.
Well, curiosity had me venturing over there one sunny afternoon on a Sunday, I walked about for a while, trying to figure out where he may of been wandering around. I knew the area quite well, I decided to head up to the track that lead to the gates of the field and low and behold, a car parked up, nobody in it, with my powers of deduction, or perhaps the fact that there was foot prints leading into the woods in the wet mud that still hadn’t dried out I quietly headed into the woods myself.
It wasn’t long until I saw movement between the tree.
The rumours turned to reality as this guy was bold as brass was walking along completely naked, he looked in good shape, dark hair, and didn’t have a care in the world.
I still couldn’t really believe it at first, was I imagining it, surely not.
I didn’t want to scare him, but I also wanted to know a few other things, I thought the best thing to do would be to “ accidentally bump into him”, I doubled back on myself to the road and speed marched my way to the open field which was on the other side of the woods, if I could reach there before him I could cut across and re enter the woods practicing front of him as long as he didn’t turn around and head back.
Still out of my sight I’d reached the field and turned right, I slowed down a bit as not to raise his suspicions if he saw me heading his way and ran off, I got to an opening that ran through a ditch and then into the woods again, I’d gone no less than 20ft when I saw him, he saw me too, he stood there frozen next to a tree, I slowly walked in his direction, he still didn’t move, his hand was holding his cock, I’d kept my head down as I approached him, I was practically on top of him now and looked up, I stopped dead in my tracks, an awkward silence between us as we just looked at each other, I looked down then back up.
I told him to relax, he was good, he let out a little sigh of relief. Now to this day I don’t know why, “ do you come here often” I asked, he smirked, he said he did but only when he had a wank.
My hand had already started to wander down to my own dick and began rubbing it slowly, I wasn’t hiding it and he took full notice, he was soon stroking his own cock, I watched as it grew in his hand, he lent against the tree that he was stood next to, he gave me that offering shake of his cock enticing me to play with it, I looked back up at him, he quietly told me to come and suck it. |
