Gay sex story – A day out in the sun

The breeze woke me, stirring the hairs on my bare ass. I opened my eyes to look around. The area that I was in was still deserted, and the sun was still shining. I turned my head slightly and caught sight of someone standing downstream, partially hidden by the bushes and trees that choked the area. He was wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap. His chest was bare, except for the light dusting of shortly trimmed hair on it; everything else was concealed by the bushes. He was looking directly at me. I smiled and waved, which startled him. Hesitantly he waved back and then moved back into the trees.

A moment later I heard movement in the bushes nearby. As I turned to look, he stepped into view. Still sporting the sunglasses and hat, the only thing else he was wearing was a pair of sandals and a magnificent hard-on. I smiled and motioned for him to come closer. Without hesitation this time he approached and joined me on my blanket.

Immediately his hands went to my ass and started stroking it softly. I moaned and closed my eyes. His hands were soon joined by his mouth, nibbling on my ass cheeks and exploring its way to my hole. He wasted no time, and began heavy lapping of my hole with his tongue, spreading my cheeks apart for better access. I could feel moisture spreading over my stomach as my cock started leaking pre-cum. His tongue probed ever deeper into my ass as I lay there moaning. I heard the rip of a plastic package and smelled the distinctive scent of the lube that accompanied most condoms.

I opened the lid to my poppers and took a whiff as he changed positions behind me. As I exhaled, I felt him placing the head of his cock against my ass and apply pressure. It slid in easily; who could blame it with all the spit the guy had given my ass. I felt the warmth on my face as the poppers took effect as he slid all the way in without stopping. He paused when I felt his pubes grinding against my ass to re-position himself. Then the pounding started; he raised up and started a smooth rhythm of pounding with his hips driving his cock all the way in and then almost all the way out. I could feel his cock head on the out strokes as it caught on my sphincter. His thrusts ground my cock into the blanket creating a wonderful friction; the first time I came he stopped and asked if I wanted him to stop.

“You better not if you know what is good for you!” was my response.

His pounding continued; once in a while I could feel drops of his sweat hitting my back and ass. He stopped briefly to flip me over, never taking his cock out of my ass, and then started pounding again. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and I crossed my ankles behind his neck, he never missed a beat. I stroked my cock slowly, savoring every thrust, delighting in the slapping sound his hips made as they met my ass.

His breath became more labored, his grunts more ardent. I knew that he would cum soon so I picked up the pace for my second orgasm. The mixture of my first load, tons of pre-cum and his sweat dripping on me lubed up my cock so much that I had a hard time keeping it in my hands; the ride that he was giving my ass wasn’t helping much either. But I started cumming before he did. My ass contracted as I shot my second load, causing him to lose control. His eyes closed and his face grimaced in pure release as he shot his load into the condom jammed tightly up my ass.

His face changed to utter contentment as he lowered me to the blanket and lay down beside me. We kissed and I stroked the hair on his chest as the breeze dried the sweat from his body.

Shortly he stood and pulled me to my feet. He nodded toward the river and we went in hand-in-hand. We sat in the sandy shallows of the river’s edge and began kissing as we rinsed cum and dried sweat from our bodies. His cock grew hard again; involuntarily my mouth went to it, engulfing it to the pubes. He moaned and placed his hands on my head, stroking my ears and chin as I slid my mouth up and down the shaft.

“Fuck me again,” I said and stood to walk to the shore for another condom.

“I’ve already got a condom, if that is what you are getting up for,” he said smiling.

I knelt back down in the water and dropped to my hands. His mouth again went to my ass to make it ready for this cock again. This time he used the stubble from his beard to rough up my crack. His hands alternated from my ass to my half-submerged cock as he “sandpapered” my ass with his beard.

“Fuck me,” I implored.

His condom-covered cock quickly replaced his tongue. This time I had to take it without the benefit of poppers; I had left them on the shore. He pushed it in slower this time, letting me adjust. When he got all the way in he just started with the rhythm again, never pausing.

His hands played with my cock and balls as his cock slid in and out of my ass. I was in heaven, and was soon on the brink of cumming. Sensing this he stopped and picked me up, again never taking his cock out of my ass. He then rotated me on his cock and carried me to the shore and dropped to his knees. He lifted my ankles to his neck again, but this time he lifted my arms as well. I held on to his neck for dear life as he began throwing me into the air with his hips, fucking me deeper and harder than I think I had ever been fucked before. I came all over us while he fucked me this way and nearly lost my grip in the ecstasy of the orgasm.

He was not far behind me, collapsing shortly after he shot his load.

We heard a grunt from nearby and turned to see an older man cumming as he jacked-off. He smiled, put his cock away and waved his thanks for the show. We lay there kissing for several minutes longer.

This time only the sun was watching us.