The early morning air was crisp and cool, carrying the sweet scent of dew-kissed grass. The sky was a canvas of soft blues and purples, hinting at the promise of another beautiful day. Alex, a man in his late thirties, stepped out of his cottage door, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His dog, Max, a bounding golden retriever, greeted him with a wagging tail and a playful bark, eager to begin their daily ritual.
Wearing a well-worn nightshirt that barely covered his modest frame, Alex slipped into his sandals and grabbed the leash. The nightshirt was his favourite attire when he had no plans to leave the house. Burgundy in colour, a thin cotton shield that allowed the refreshing breeze to dance across his bare skin as he busied himself around the house and garden. Living alone, he didn't bother with anything more, feeling a sense of freedom in his solitude, knowing that it was so early, he would be on his own for the walk, enjoying the sunrise.
Max led the way through the dewy fields, his paws leaving dark prints in the lush green carpet. The only sounds that pierced the serenity were the distant calls of early birds and the jingle of Max's tag. The quiet of their walk was suddenly broken by the distant view of a person walking towards them. Alex looked harder, making out to figure of a young man, probably in his early twenties, approaching from the other direction.
The walker was tall and lanky, with a mop of unruly hair, who had a backpack slung over his shoulders and a hiking stick in his hand. He looked like he had just begun his long trek along the Pennine Way, a popular hiking trail that skirted the edge of the fields that surrounded Alex’s home.
The young man's eyes widened slightly as he took in the sight of Alex, but to his credit, he offered a friendly nod and a "morning" that was gruff but not unkind. Alex felt a flush of embarrassment but returned the greeting with a polite smile, hoping his nightshirt wasn't too transparent in the growing light.
The young hiker paused, his gaze lingering on the horizon. "Quite the sunrise, isn't it?" he said, his voice carrying the faintest hint of an accent that Alex couldn't quite place.
Alex took a deep breath, willing his racing heart to slow. He nodded, his eyes following the walker's to the horizon. The sun was just peeking over the rolling hills, casting a warm glow that painted the clouds with shades of gold and pink. It was indeed a sight to behold. "It's one of the things I love most about living here," Alex replied, his voice steady despite his discomfort.
The young hiker, seemingly oblivious to Alex's unease, took a step closer. "Your... attire," he said, gesturing towards the nightshirt, "It's not something you see every day." His tone was curious, not judgmental, and Alex felt a bit of tension ease from his shoulders. "I guess I've just always found it comfortable," Alex said with a self-deprecating laugh. "It's a bit of a habit."
The young man leaned on his hiking stick, his eyes still on Alex's nightshirt. "Well, if it's comfortable, I can't blame you. It's just..." He paused, his eyes flickering downward for a moment before meeting Alex's again. "Are you... wearing anything underneath?"
Alex felt his cheeks grow warm, his cock twitching slightly at the unintended implication. "Ah, no," he replied, a hint of a blush creeping up his neck. "There's no need. It's normally just me out here."
The young hiker nodded, his gaze lingering on Alex's crotch before he looked away again. "Fair enough," he said with a small smile. "I'm Liam, by the way."
Alex swallowed hard and managed to introduce himself and his dog. "This is Max," he said, giving the golden retriever's ear a rub. "We're just out for our morning walk."
Liam's gaze flickered back to Alex, his eyes sparkling with mirth. "Lovely dog and fit, like his owner," he said.
Alex couldn't help but feel a strange thrill at the comment. The air between them grew thick with an unspoken tension that was as palpable as the morning dew clinging to their skin. Max, oblivious to the undercurrents of the human interaction, continued to sniff the ground, occasionally looking up to check on his owner.
Liam surprised Alex by asking, "Could I, uh...have a look?" His voice was casual, as if he was asking to borrow a lighter, but his eyes were intense and focused on Alex's crotch. Alex's pulse quickened, his cock responding to the blatant interest.
After a beat that felt like an eternity, Alex gathered his nerve and asked, "What do you mean?" He wanted to clarify, to ensure that he wasn't misreading the situation. Maybe Liam was just teasing him, or perhaps he was a lost hiker seeking directions. But deep down, Alex knew that wasn't the case. The young hiker's eyes held an unmistakable hunger.
Liam took a deep breath, his gaze never wavering. "If you're okay with it, I'd like to see what you've got under that nightshirt." His voice was low and thick with a hint of excitement that sent a shiver down Alex's spine.
Alex's cock had grown to full mast by now, the Egyptian cotton fabric doing nothing to hide its proud contour. The blush on his cheeks deepened as he considered Liam's proposal. The brazenness of the request was both terrifying and exhilarating. He'd never been so openly desired by a stranger before, especially not in such an unexpected setting.
"You want to... what?" Alex asked, his voice a bit higher than he intended. It was a rhetorical question, a feeble attempt to diffuse the tension that had coiled around them like a serpent. His hand tightened on the leash he was holding, the only thing keeping him grounded in the face of the young man's raw interest.
"I love seeing fit, healthy men," Liam said, his voice earnest and unapologetic. His eyes held a spark of excitement as he took another step closer to Alex, closing the gap between them. "And from what I can tell, you're all of that. Go on, show me what you are made of."
Alex's heart hammered in his chest, a mix of nerves and arousal coursing through him. He looked around the empty field; the only witness to this moment was the waking nature itself. With a deep breath and a sudden decisiveness, he declared, “Fuck it, why not?”
Alex felt the cool air kiss his bare skin as he lifted the nightshirt over his head. He held it in his hands for a moment, feeling the weight of his decision. He had never been an exhibitionist, but something about Liam's blunt request had stirred something within him. With a quick, decisive motion, he let the garment fall to the dewy grass, leaving him fully exposed in the early morning light.
Liam's eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. Alex's circumcised cock stood proudly, pointing towards the sky like a flag claiming territory. His chest and legs were indeed firm, a testament to the countless walks he had taken with Max over the years. The soft light cast shadows that danced across his taut stomach and highlighted the definition in his thighs. The young hiker's gaze travelled down Alex's body, lingering on every inch of revealed flesh.
"You look fabulous, Alex," Liam said, his voice thick with lust. He reached out tentatively, as if to confirm that the man before him was indeed real and not a figment of his imagination. Alex felt his body tense as Liam's hand made contact with his hip, the warmth of the other man's touch sending a shockwave through his body.
Liam's hand slid over the curve of Alex's ass, his fingertips grazing the sensitive skin at the base of his spine before coming to rest on the small of his back. "Can I suck it?" he asked, his voice now a low growl of desire.
Alex felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him at the question. He knew he should say no, that this was insane, that he was standing naked in a field with a total stranger, but the desire that had been building in him was too intense to ignore. He nodded, his throat too dry to form the word "yes." It was a silent but clear consent, his body language speaking louder than any spoken word could have.
Liam dropped his backpack, his eyes never leaving Alex's cock. He knelt, his gaze level with Alex's erection. The young hiker's hand wrapped around the base, and Alex felt his knees wobble slightly. He was about to have a blowjob from a man he had only just met. The absurdity of the situation was lost on him as he felt Liam's hot breath on the tip of his cock.
The first touch of Liam's lips was heavenly, sending a shiver down Alex's spine. The young man's mouth was soft and warm, and he took Alex in with a hunger that was both surprising and thrilling. Alex's hands found the other man's hair, threading through the strands as he guided the rhythm, his hips moving in time with the wet sounds of pleasure that filled the air.
The tension grew with each pass of Liam's tongue, each gentle suck and flick. Max, ever the oblivious companion, had returned to Alex's side, panting happily, oblivious to the intimate act playing out before him. Alex looked down at Liam, his eyes hooded with desire, his breath coming in ragged pants. The early morning light painted the young hiker's face in a soft glow, making the moment feel surreal yet utterly real.
The world outside the bubble of their encounter faded away, and all Alex could focus on was the sensation of Liam's mouth on his cock. The wet warmth, the gentle scrape of teeth, and the suction that was driving him closer and closer to the edge. His breath hitched as Liam took him deeper, swallowing around the head, and he had to bite back a moan that threatened to echo through the fields.
Liam's hand was now cupping his balls, rolling them gently, adding to the symphony of pleasure. Alex's legs began to shake, and he knew he was close. He tightened his grip on Liam's hair, the urgency in his touch speaking volumes. The young man took the cue and increased his pace, his cheeks hollowing with each suck.
With a guttural groan, Alex released his load into Liam's eager mouth. The young hiker took it all, swallowing with a satisfied smack of his lips. He looked up at Alex with a wink, a smear of cum on his chin that only added to the eroticism of the moment. Alex felt his legs give out slightly, and he stumbled backwards, his hand reaching out to steady himself on a nearby fence post.
Panting, he watched as Liam stood up, a smug grin playing on his lips. The stranger reached out, wiping the remnants of his pleasure from his chin with a thumb and then licking it clean. "Thank you," he murmured, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
Alex managed a nod, his body still humming with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He bent down to pick up his nightshirt, feeling both exposed and oddly powerful at the same time.
"You don't have to get dressed yet if you don't want to," Liam said to Alex. "Perhaps you fancy doing something else on this beautiful morning?"
Alex felt a thrill at the suggestion, his cock already showing signs of life again. It had been a long time since he had been with another man, but something about Liam's confidence and raw desire was incredibly alluring. He nodded, dropping the nightshirt back to the ground.
"Well?" Liam asked.
Alex took a deep breath, his mind racing with the possibilities. The situation was so unexpected, so utterly out of the ordinary, that he couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.
"It's been a while," Alex confessed, his voice a bare whisper that was swallowed by the morning air. "Since I've been with a man, I mean."
Liam stepped closer, his hand reaching out to trace a line down Alex's still-throbbing shaft. "Well," he said with a sly smile, "we wouldn't want you to feel left out, would we and I've never fucked a man this early in the morning?"
The proposition was as shocking as it was thrilling. Alex's heart raced, his cock twitching at the thought of what was to come. He nodded, unable to form words as Liam's hand continued to stroke him gently, bringing him back to full attention. The young hiker stepped closer, pressing his body against Alex's, and Alex could feel the hardness of Liam's erection through the fabric of his shorts.
"Can I fuck you, Alex?
Again, Alex found his voice had abandoned him, his body betraying his desires with a silent nod. The anticipation was a cocktail of fear and excitement, the kind of thrill that came from the edge of the unknown.
He felt Liam's hand slip from his cock to the elastic band of his shorts, the fabric slipping down to reveal a cock that was hard and eager for action, hidden behind red briefs. With a smirk, Liam slipped his shirt over his head, revealing a chiselled torso that spoke of countless hours of hiking and physical labour. His skin was kissed by the sun, a canvas of lightly tanned muscle that rippled with every movement.
Alex felt his chest tighten in response, his eyes drinking in the sight of the young man's bare flesh as he slipped his red briefs down, stepping out of them as his cock bobbed with his movement.
Liam pulled a tube of lube from his backpack with a mischievous smile, holding it up to the light. "It's a hiker's best friend," he said, winking. "It keeps the skin nice and smooth and chaffing to a minimum," as he squeezed the tube, smearing the liquid onto his shaft. "Are you ready, Alex?"
Leaning against the fence, Alex nodded, his mouth dry as he took in the sight of Liam's cock, which was now gleaming in the early light. The young hiker stepped closer, pressing the head of his erection against Alex's ass. The coolness of the lube was a stark contrast to the warmth of their bodies as they merged. Alex felt a twinge of anxiety, but the thrill of the situation overrode any fear. He leaned back into Liam's chest, the muscular arms encircling him like steel bands.
With one hand on Alex's hip, guiding him, Liam pushed forward, the head of his cock breaching the tight ring of muscle. Alex gasped, his eyes squeezing shut, as he felt himself being stretched open. It had been years since anyone had taken him like this, but the initial discomfort quickly gave way to a deep, all-consuming need. His body seemed to remember the feeling, the way it craved to be filled.
Once Liam was fully sheathed inside him, he paused for a moment, giving Alex time to adjust. Alex felt the weight of the young man's body pressing into him, the heat of their skin melding together as the coolness of the morning air caressed their bare flesh. He took a deep breath, the scent of earth and grass mixing with the musky scent of their arousal.
Then, with a gentle nudge, Liam began to move, his hips setting a steady rhythm that echoed through Alex's body. The early morning light painted everything in a soft glow, making the moment feel like it was happening in a dream. Max, having lost interest in the bushes, had returned to their side, watching them with a tilted head, his tail wagging in a confused yet cheerful greeting.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the quiet, the only other noise the rustle of the wind through the grass. Alex's breath grew ragged as Liam's pace increased, the young man's hips moving in a steady, punishing rhythm that sent shockwaves through his body. He could feel his orgasm building, a warm pressure coiling in his balls.
"I'm close," he murmured, his voice strained.
Liam's grip on his hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he approached his climax. "Me too," he panted, his voice strained with effort.
They moved together, their bodies in perfect sync, the tension building until it was almost unbearable. Then, with a final, desperate thrust, Liam came, filling Alex with a hot flood of cum that seemed to match the intensity of the sun now fully risen over the horizon. Alex followed soon after, his climax ripping through him like a storm, leaving him trembling in the aftermath of his prostate being pounded.
For a moment, they stood there, chests heaving, bodies slick with sweat and the remnants of their passion. Max, ever the faithful companion, sat at Alex's side, his tail thumping against the ground in a doggy applause.
Liam kissed the back of Alex's neck, his breath hot against his skin. "Thank you," he whispered. "That was incredible."
Alex couldn't find the words to reply. He just nodded, his heart still racing. He had never imagined his quiet morning walks would take such an unexpected turn, but as he looked into the distance, the fields stretching out before them, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for what the rest of the day might bring.
Alex and Liam took their time breaking apart, resuming their conversation as they stood, easy and natural despite the intimacy they had just shared. Alex slipped his nightshirt back on while cum dribbled from inside him. Liam slipped his briefs on, his cock still semi-erect, creating a bulge in the cotton material. "I think I shall walk like this for a while," Liam said, stuffing his shirt and shorts into his backpack.
"Thanks for a lovely start to my walk, Alex. I hadn't thought such a wonderful thing like this would happen when I left the hostel this morning."
Alex couldn't help but chuckle, "It's not every day you stumble across a half-dressed man in the middle of a field."
"And not just any man," Liam added with a wink, his hand lingering on Alex's ass. "One that can take a pounding like that."
Alex couldn't help but blush, the compliment sending a shiver down his spine. "Well, I'm not usually one for casual encounters," he admitted, "but there's something about the openness of this place that just... it does something to me."
Liam nodded in understanding, his hand slipping away to sort out his cock that needed aligning. "The outdoors has a way of bringing out the wild in people," he said, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Maybe we can do this again sometime?"
"I would like that," Alex responded. "When do you plan to pass this way again?"
Liam glanced at the map attached to the flap of his backpack. "I'm heading in the opposite direction today, but the Pennine Way can provide a circular route if I decide not to complete the whole route and perhaps, I'll be back around in a few days."
He looked at Alex with a twinkle in his eye. "Would you be here, same time, same... outfit?"
Alex couldn't help but laugh at the audacity of the question. "I don't know," he said coyly. "I might dispense with the nightshirt, just for you."
The thought of Liam walking away, leaving him to his morning routine with the memory of their encounter etched in his mind, was both thrilling and terrifying. He had never been one for random hookups, but there was something about the young hiker that made him feel alive. The idea of seeing him again, in this place, at this time, was suddenly all Alex could think about.
Liam pictured finding Alex naked. "Perhaps I might make it a circular walk if that's what I can look forward to."
Alex felt a thrill at the prospect of a repeat performance. "Maybe I'll keep that in mind. It's Tuesday today, so perhaps....Friday?"
Liam's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Friday it is, then," he said, his voice full of promise. "Same time, same... naked?" He winked, and Alex couldn't help but laugh, his cheeks flushing with excitement.
With that, Liam picked up his backpack and swung it over his shoulder, the fabric of his briefs stretching tautly against his muscular ass as he began to walk away. Alex watched him go, his eyes lingering on the way the red fabric clung to the young hiker's firm cheeks. The sight was like a brand new sunrise, something that would stay with him for the rest of the week.
Once Liam had disappeared into the horizon, Alex called for Max, who had been patiently watching the exchange with a wagging tail. The dog looked up at him with an expression that was a mix of confusion and excitement, as if he could sense the change in his owner's mood.
Together, they made their way home, their steps lighter than before. The fields that had been a place of solitude and routine now held the promise of a secret rendezvous. The thought of Liam returning on Friday, eager for another encounter, was like a sweet ache in Alex's chest.
Alex couldn't believe he had agreed to it. Still, something about the young hiker's confidence and unabashed sexuality had unlocked something within him as he jumped into the shower, the water running over his body as he closed his eyes, dreaming of a next time, he hoped.
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