WARNING! GAY CONTENT!
Obviously I've got a confession to make, otherwise I wouldn't be here.
When I was younger, ie. late teens Some times I loved to put on a sweat suit and go commando. I wore only a pair of flipflops.
I'd walk about half a mile and into the woods near a ski jump. As it was hidden from the road, there was a clearing with just grass and straws. I'd strip off my clothes and just frolic naked and barefoot.
Roling in the grass, lay myself on the grass and then hump the grass til I came.
Weird, I know, but I enjoyed it..
I should point out that it was around 3-4 in the morning and so I didn't expect any people around. And I'd been lucky for a long long time...
But one day my luck ran out and I was caught by a guy who was our taking a stroll at 4.30-ish.
He wanted to know why I was fucking the grass. I was completely taken aback by his presence and in a move so not what I normally would have answered, I said that I needed the satisfaction.
He then asked me if I was afraid of being naked in front of him. I rolled to my side.
And exposed myself to him. What do you think? I quickly saw he had intentions by the bulge in his pants.
He asked me if he could touch me and I told him that he could touch me anywhere he wanted to and he then proceeded to pull down his own pants and asked me to touch his.
And pretty soon we were wanking each other off.
When I came in his hand, he immediately lapt it up like it was some kind of fine wine. Afterwards he licked up everything in my hands.
And after he did that, he pulled his pants up and asked me if I had any plans the following week, which I didn't and told him so. He wanted to meet me in the woods the following week at the same time, which I I didn't and told him so.
I told him that the next time, that I wanted to see him just as naked as me.
And the following week day that we agreed on, I showed up and ditched the clothes as I had done on previous occasions. I hid them in a hollow tree just at the mouth of the forest clearing.
I wasn't too sure what to expect, so I hid near the hollow tree. And sure enough, he arrived at the same time as we had agreed to.
I emerged from my hiding and I could tell that he was glad to see me.
He hugged me and then kissed my neck before asking me to lay down on the wet grass, which I did.
He then started to kiss me all over.
Quite literally all over.
Even the bottom of my feet. Which was a bit weird, but I just relaxed and let him do it. When he told me that he wanted to suck my dick, I didn't even hide my excitement and relented quickly.
After he was done sucking me off for the third time. All the while I was busy wanking him. I had his cum all over my hands and
He wanted to fuck me. but I was simply too tired to do go along with it.
When I woke up an hour later, he was no where to be seen and I was albeit a little sore behind.
Not that much though.
So I found my clothes, put them back on and went back home.
I never saw him again, and I know that I should have been traumatised or whatever, but I honestly didn't pay it that much thought.
I still enjoy the odd butt fuck so he didn't scar me for life.
Though now I do it indoors and with guys I know and trust.
