The Cock Trail

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The Cock Trail
The Cock Trail
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Year: 2024
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Jerry loves going running on a trail near his home because it’s a hangout for gay anonymous sex.
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Jack Morningwood
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Hi, my name is Jerry Jones, and I’m a nineteen-year-old college guy.  I’m no jock or anything, as I am studying for a law degree.  But I do like to keep fit, and on most Sunday mornings, I go for a run along a trail not far from where I live.  It kind of depends on how hungover I was sometimes.  I especially loved running along the cliffs and sometimes on the beach if the weather was OK.  There was an added attraction to this particular trail.  It was how gay or bisexual men often hung out at various places looking for some anonymous action, and that suited me fine.  I was looking for it, too.  The run was just a cover, as no one really knew I was bisexual.  Sure, I had a nice girlfriend who put out regularly.  But at this place, I could come and get a fix of cock.

Today was a pretty mild day, not too hot or cold, perfect for running.  I was dressed in my runners with socks, a running vest, and nylon shorts.  Inside my shorts, I was commando with only a leather cock strap on.  The shorts had no inner lining, and the sides were cut to the waistband to show a lot of my legs.  The cock strap pushed my balls and cock out, so my genitals really bounced around while I was jogging.  I loved how my junk bounced because it always got a reaction, even from those just innocently out using the trail.

Anyway, I was running along the cliff-top section of the trail, and there was a fair amount of shrubs around, so the trail meandered a bit.  I had been running for about fifteen minutes or so, and my cock was bouncing away and was semi-hard.  I had already passed a few people out walking who had looked at my crotch and then looked at me with a smile in their eyes.  But I had not seen anyone else.

The trail was at an open point on a bluff and was now mostly coastal grass.  On my right was the beautiful view of the sea, and on my left, the grass ended at some woods about a hundred feet away.  There, I could see another guy walking toward me.  He had obviously been in the woods, probably having anonymous sex with other guys.  This area of the trail is rife with that.

As I jogged up to him, I smiled and said, “Hi.”

I could not miss the very large bulge in his jeans and slightly licked my lips.  Since he was coming from the woods I figured that he had gotten what he came for and was leaving.

He gave me a good looking over and said, “Those shorts of yours leave very little to one’s imagination.”  As he walked around me, he smacked my butt.  “Nice ass.”

He came back in front of me, and I asked, “Are you leaving, or would you like to move back into the woods?”

I had a bit of a shocked smile when he said, “No, I’m going to fuck you right here in the open so everyone can see what a slut you are.  Besides, you don’t look the type that cares who’s watching you take cock.”  I started to walk by him toward the woods when he just grabbed my arm.  “I said I’m gonna fuck you here on the bluff for anyone to watch.”

He grabbed my shorts and pushed them halfway down my legs, exposing my cock and balls.  I pushed his hands away and said, “Get your hands off me,” and went to pull my shorts back up when he just grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to the ground.

He pulled open his jeans, and suddenly, this big, thick, hooded python was in my face and getting bigger by the second.  I was lost in the sight and scent of this hardening uncut cock and heard him say, “Suck it.  Suck Daddy’s dick.”

I reached up and wrapped my hand around the incredible thickness and leaned in and sucked and nibbled on the foreskin as I heard, “Now that’s a good cocksucker.”  Then “god damn” was all I heard, and I thought he was going to cum right then and there as I opened wide and swallowed his cock to the root.

I guessed him to be about nine inches, and I was a fairly accomplished cocksucker.  I smiled to myself at his surprise.  I slurped, sucked, and spit-lubed that cock for what I knew was coming soon.

“God damn,” again came from him as he reached down and pulled me to my feet and turned me around.

He laughed as he started to put pressure on my back to bend me over, and I was already moving into position.  I could see a small crowd starting to gather at the edge of the woods as he rubbed that monster cock up my ass crack and then just pushed into the hilt.  My eyes rolled back, and I thought I saw stars as he pulled back out and then shoved back into my now-stretched asshole.  I thought I heard an audible gasp from the group watching from the woods.

“Damn, that’s a fucking hot and tight ass, man,” as he turned me slightly to the side so that the guys looking on could get an unobstructed view of me taking his huge cock.

By this point, I was just babbling and drooling as my hard cock was dripping pre-cum all over the ground.  I grabbed my cock and started jacking as this brute slammed in and out of my now open asshole.  I screamed, “I’m cumming… Oh fuck, I’m cumming…  Fuck me…  God damn, fuck me…” and I blew my load all over the ground.

He moaned, “Oh, fuck,” as my spasming asshole clamped down around that glorious cock.

With one last deep thrust, he proceeded to fill my bowels to overflow with a huge load of jizz.  As he slowly pulled out we heard a huge round of applause along with hoots and hollers from the group of men satisfied with the performance we just gave them.  He pulled up his jeans and turned to walk off, and I pulled up my shorts and started running along the trail again.  I turned back to see the men in the woods had all disappeared.  I thought that my very public fucking was probably the best I was going to get today.  Besides, after cumming, my sexual desires had waned some.

*****

I keep running, feeling the squishiness of my cum-filled asshole.  I’ve not seen anyone else for about ten minutes.  The trail is now going through a patch of trees and shrubs, and I see another guy coming toward me, also running.

He’s about 30 years old with dark, close-cropped hair, clean-shaven, and quite stockily built.  He has a very square-cut face and deep-set eyes.  He was about five foot seven tall and good-looking.  He was wearing a T-shirt and running shorts, all in black, so he looked very severe.  As we got closer to each other I was checking him out as he was checking me out.  He had a fair-sized package that was moving about in his shorts, but they were obviously encased in a jockstrap or something.  He could see my cock bouncing away, and as he passed could see a lot of thighs on display.  He gave me a wicked smile with his bright and even teeth showing.

I carried on for a bit and stopped, looking out over the sea.  I then looked behind me to see if I could see the other runner going in the opposite direction.  He wasn’t anywhere to be seen.  So I carried on.  A little further on, the same guy was running toward me again.  He must have doubled back so he could pass me again.  As we got closer, he was smiling at me as he casually squeezed his cock.  As he passed, I slowed down and stopped a couple of feet.  I turned back and he had also stopped and turned to look back at me.  I guess my horniness hadn’t waned as much as I thought.

We stood, eyeing each other up.  The guy’s hand was brushing the front of his shorts while I was brushing my hand over the exposed length of my thigh under my shorts.  He walked toward me and placed his hand on my thigh.  It was electric.  My cock jumped and tented the front of my shorts in an instant.  I brushed my hand over his chest, careful to pass over each of his nipples, which reacted equally as fast as my cock.

We didn’t say anything; he looked at me and signaled me to follow as he moved away into the line of trees.  I followed and stopped when we were just out of sight of anyone casually passing on the trail.  However, if anyone looked hard enough, I’m sure they would have been able to see us.  As we stood together, he resumed stroking my thigh as I started to play with his nipples.

“Hi, I’m Tom,” he said.  “What do you like to do?”

“I’m Jerry,” I replied.  “I’m willing to do whatever you want me to do.”

His eyes lit up even more at this.  His hands began to move under the flaps of my shorts, and he was stroking my ass cheeks.  My hands had disappeared under his T-shirt to caress his smooth and muscular chest.  He moved his hands from my ass to my running vest.  He pulled the bottom of it away from the waistband of my shorts and pulled it up.  I had to let go of his chest and lift my arms so he could remove the vest.  Once this was done, I returned the favor and slid his T-shirt off over his head.  What a chest.  He obviously worked out.  His chest was totally smooth; he either shaved or waxed, and it was heaven.

His mouth went for my nipples, and he sucked and nipped them with his teeth.  I wasn’t able to return the favor, so I let my hand slide down over his cock.  It was certainly hard.  I slid my hand into the top of his shorts and moved around to his ass.  Oh heaven.  He was wearing a jock strap.  I felt his ass and caressed every muscle in that smooth ass.  He let go of my nipples and slid his hands down to my shorts.  He pushed them off my ass and eased my cock out from within them.  Pushing them down to the ground, he told me to step out of them.  He looked down at my cock and sighed.

I had shaved on Saturday, so I was as smooth as a baby.  He obviously liked that.  Then he very gently stroked the skin around my cock and balls, tickling me as he did so.  He told me to remove my shoes and socks so that I was totally naked.  This I did immediately for him.  Now, I was standing on top of a cliff among some trees in full view of whoever wanted to see me (again), and I had a raging hard-on.  I slid my hands into the waistband of Tom’s shorts and eased them off him.  I also told him to step out of them.  He had on a black jock which was struggling to hold back his hard-on too.

I ran my hand over the end of his cock.  The tip was already wet, and he was sensitive to the touch.  I leaned in and took his nipple in my mouth, nipping it gently with my teeth.  He groaned with pleasure.  His hands were now back around my ass.  I could feel him moving toward my asshole.  As I moved toward his other nipple, I felt a finger find the target it was looking for, and he applied gentle pressure, trying to get my asshole to open for him.  I sunk onto my knees and took his jock encase cock into my mouth.  He groaned loudly at the sensation.  I devoured the jock-covered cock, wanting to take it all in.  He smelt very sweaty from his running, and it was heaven.

It was a very strong masculine smell.

I let my hands move around to Tom’s ass and slid my fingers under the straps of his jock, kneading his ass while trying to eat his cock.  I moved so that I had a finger pressing at his back door.  He opened his legs wider to give me greater access, and I applied a little pressure.  The hole opened enough to get my finger into the first knuckle.  I played with his pucker, gently teasing the hole as I continued to suck on the jock.  He pulled me up into a standing position, and he then knelt.  He lifted my cock out of the way and started licking at my balls.

He slurped away at the shaven sack and was obviously loving it.  He was squeezing the cock and sack at the root where the cock strap was fitted.  Doing so produced an even harder erection.  He slipped one ball into his mouth and pulled gently.  My cock was dancing away above his head.  He then sucked the other ball into his mouth, and I nearly shot my load there and then.  I had to concentrate very hard so I didn’t shoot too soon.  He moved his tongue to that area between my balls and my hole and slurped on the smooth skin.  Oh, what pleasure a man can give you!

After a few minutes of this, I had to stop him, or I would have lost my load.  I made him stand, and I eased the waistband of his jock away from his body.  I pulled the front away so that I could pull his cock and balls free.  Oh, what a sight.  He also shaved.  A clean, smooth cock and balls for me to play with.  I pulled off his jock, and he stepped out of them.  I undid his trainers and pulled them and his socks off.  Now, he was as naked as I was.  I put out my tongue and licked the end of his cock, I found his piss slit, and I got the tip of my tongue in there.  I pulled on his sack and caressed the area under his balls between his legs.

I had not realized before, but this was shaved too.  My hand returned to Tom’s butt, and following the crease to his waiting asshole, I realized that this area was also devoid of any body hair.  I got the tip of his cock into my mouth and let my tongue play with it.  I licked up and down the cock while playing with the ball sack.  My mouth went down on his cock until it could go no farther.  The tip of his seven-inch cock was at my throat.  I pulled off him until just the head was resting on my tongue and slowly took him back into the base.  I did this several times while my hand found the entrance to his ass once again.

This was not the brutal raping that old man gave me not long ago that was over in a few minutes.  This was the kind of sexual encounter I loved.  We were taking our time to explore, feel, and taste.  It was heaven.

I pushed slowly, and the asshole yielded to the pressure to let my finger into its entrancing cavern.  I pushed until I was into my second knuckle and then pulled out again, then back in and then out.  Plunging in and out, all the while, Tom’s ass getting more and more stretched, ready to take a second finger.  As I was preparing to put a second finger in I heard voices right behind us.  I froze, not daring to turn around.  I looked up at Tom.  His eyes were wide, and his mouth hung open as if in a silent scream.  I turned slowly and stood.

 

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