#18 - Cruising
Cory locked his car and slipped his keys into one pocket, his other hand into the other. His stomach tightened with anticipation and a touch of fear. He fought the nerves, took a deep breath and told himself he was ready. He watched as another dark clad figure walked from a car and down the trail into the woods for a ‘late night stroll’.
He took a step forward.
The ground crunched under his foot falls and he listened to the song of the night. The world around him smelled like rain and pine, oak, dirt. It almost soothed his worries.
What if he got caught? He thought or what if no one wants to play with me? He’d never done this before. He walked deeper into the woods, farther down the trail – his eyes adjusting to the darkness. He started to hear moans and other sounds of pleasure. The soft smacking of thighs against thighs, the slurping sounds of a sloppy blowjob. The music of wonton hedonism. It made Cory’s hole twitch and cock stir in anticipation.
He walked past a couple hiding behind a tree, one bent over pants around his ankles while the other gripped his hips and slammed into him. Two more men watched them while Cory kept walking. He saw another couple with one on his knees. It made Cory’s mouth water. His nerves and fears starting to erode.
A man walked past him and softly cupped his ass – a signal he’d read about online. He tingled all over at the touch. The man didn’t stop, he just kept walking. Cory followed.
The man slipped off the trail, disappearing behind a bush. Cory stumbled after him, making sure not to disturb the bush in case of any critters taking refuge inside.
Cory opened his mouth to greet the man but before he said anything, the stranger went straight for Cory’s zipper. In seconds it was open and he was fishing out the cock. Cory groaned as his half-hard erection was swallowed quickly. Cory was of average length - 6 inches at best – but he’d been told by the few men he’d experimented with that he had a thickness that stretched them to the most pleasurable extent and a bulbous mushroom head that fit deliciously in their mouths.
Cory had only recently come out and come to terms with his sexuality, at 23 he’d only slept with a handful of women and even less men. He was eager to make up for lost time and had made a ‘fuck-et list’. This was number 18 on it. Cruising.
So far so great.
The stranger, who Cory had decided to call Cruz (he laughed at his own joke), was handling his penis with expert hands and tongue. Cruz handled the balls, letting his tongue slither out of his mouth as he went to the base, with soft juggling and massaging. His tongue glided over them, the cool night air hitting the freshly wet nuts. It sent small shivers down Cory’s legs. His gooch tightening in reflex to the pleasure.
Cruz had no gag reflex and bobbed up and down at a steady pace, a smooth rhythm that threatened to take Cory over the edge before he was ready. Cory rested a hand on Cruz’s head, letting him do his work. He moaned and shook at each wave of euphoria to erupt across him.
His fingers tightened around Cruz’s hair as he pulled him off of his cock.
“Open up.” He commanded. The stranger obliged and Cory spit right on his tongue before shoving him back down and taking more control. Using both hands he pulled Cruz to meet each of his thrusts forward. His pubes filling the man’s nostrils as their bodies collided. Cruz started to groan and make lewd noises at the sudden change in pace and dominance Cory was exhibiting.
In their bliss they were both unaware that a third party had strolled up, cock in hand. Stroking at the scene. Either watching or waiting his turn – Cory didn’t know or care. His nerves had evaporated and he had given into the scene. This mans throat felt like velvet. Smooth silk. He couldn’t wait to fuck the man.
Cory pulled Cruz off of him. “Raw?” He asked.
“I’m on Prep” His new partner nodded. Without any further hesitation, Cory pulled Cruz to his feet, spun him and bent him over. The man grabbed his own ankles as Cory squatted, pulled the man’s shorts down and pulled his cheeks apart. Staring back at him was a beautiful and hairless hole. It was smooth and winking. Cory could tell Cruz must have prepped before venturing out. There was a glob of lube leaking out.
Cory stuck his tongue out and swiped up, licking the lube and using his tongue put it back inside the man’s hole. Cruz moaned at the intrusion. Cory got to work. He licked away, digging deeper and deeper, one hand keeping himself hard as he stroked, the other going to Cruz’s cock and massaging it up and down.
Both men felt goosebumps prickle across them as Cory continued his assault and after he felt like Cruz was ready, Cory stood and lined his throbbing pipe up with the soaked hole.
“Ah!” Cruz bit his lip as Cory popped his head in. The mushroom tip breached with ease – making a pop and eliciting a moan from Cory in the process as he felt himself slide in. Deeper and deeper. His shaft inched in, the soft and warm insides of the stranger tightening on him and massaging him.
“Fuuu-uuck.” Cory moaned as he bottomed out. Cruz making his own noises. Cory pulled out until only an inch was left inside, then drove back in. He did so gently to give Cruz’s hole some time to adjust to his thickness. Cory felt the mancunt relax around him and he picked up his pace.
He began to buck harder, his nails digging into the strangers hips. Cruz grunted with each collision of Cory’s hips to his ass. And it was a beautiful ass. Two round pieces of meat. They bounced and jiggled – ripples echoing across the surface – with each buck.
Behind Cory, another man had joined and the first viewer now inched closer to Cory, running a hand up his leg, cupping his ass. “Jerk me off?” His soft voice whispered to Cory.
Keeping one hand on Cruz’s hips to keep the pace, he reached to his side and took the skinny but long cock in his hand. It was uncut and had a tiny curve downward. Cory pumped up and down the dick to the same beat as his humping into the bottom in front of him. Cory had both men moaning and so was he.
Cory withdrew fully, stopping before he came. Cruz immediately turned and started sucking him again. Cory had to grit his teeth and pinch his muscles to stop orgasm. Cruz brushed Cory’s hand away from the joiner and he began jerking him off. Both men turned to each other grinning.
In the dark Cory could barely make out skinny-dick’s features but he seemed handsome. Skinny inched closer and started to kiss Cory, massaging his tongue and sucking his lips.
“Mmm,” Cory groaned as the kiss continued. Cruz pulled off the men and turned back around, impaling himself on Cory, taking control and fucking back and forth on the thickness. All three men groaned as the pleasure grew. “I’m gonna cum.” Cory whispered out a groan, pulling away from the kiss.
“Cum in me!” Cruz seethed, nearly screaming as he started to flex his inner muscles. Milking the cock as Cory got closer, the heat rising and his balls tightened.
“Oh fuck!” He exclaimed as he exploded, shooting a wad of cum into Cruz. Then another and two or three more thick streams of the pearly liquid into the eager bottom. He forced himself all the way down, the sleeve tightening around the shaft, begging for more. Cory shuddered and bucked a few more times, feeling his cock start to burn from the dry emission. Cruz had pulled all he had from him.
Still, the stranger wanted more. He pulled himself forward until Cory popped out, a stream of the viscous cum leaking out after him. A long drop connected to his tip. Cruz wiggled his ass at Skinny and without hesitation he dove in for sloppy seconds. His long, but skinny cock able to reach deeper than Cory had. Cruz whined at the intrusion.
Cory stepped back to allow Skinny and Cruz to continue, trying his best to regain his composure after the heated exchange.
“That was hot, you got another load for me baby?” One of the exhibitionists asked Cory, cock in hand.
“Sorry man,” He shook his head, putting his softening cock away and zipping up. “I’m spent.”
Cory started walking back to his car, listening to the sounds of the men around him. The song of the night. It was beauty to his ears.
He’d definitely be back.
