Catch and release

I was nineteen and had just recently moved out of my parent's house. My girlfriend and I rented half a duplex in the town between our two families. I had my own place and a full time job working construction. I was young and cocky and felt that I really had the world by the balls. I was a man now!

    My girlfriend worked doubles every Saturday which gave me the day to myself and of course I loved that. I'd spend most Saturdays fishing and drinking beers with my buddies. I really loved my Saturdays. One particular Saturday, I couldn't find a single friend that wasn't busy. I razzed each one of them for being pussy whipped as they one by one turned me down. I wasn't going to let the lack of a riding partner keep me inside. It was November in Florida and the weather was amazing, not hot, not cold, a little breezy. The kind of day that just begs you to get off the couch and do something. 

   I decided to hit up one of the fishing spots not too far from my house. I stopped by the beverage store that sold beer to minors and bought a six pack of colors lite and a bag of ice. I pullled up to the around one in the afternoon.  The park had a boardwalk that meandered through the mangroves leading down to the river. There were benches and picnic tables strewn periodically along the shore line. I walked all the way to the last picnic table so I wouldn't have people keep walking in front of me as I fished. I didn't see a solitary soul on the boardwalk or at the river. I set my cooler down on the picnic table, cracked open a beer and drank about half, then started casting my lure into the river. 

    I was on my fourth beer and feeling pretty damn good. I had a couple bites when I first got there but other than that the fishing was pretty dead that day. I set my pole down and just on top of the picnic table sat sipping my beer. I must of been zoned out because I didn't even notice that there was a guy walking towards me. This guy was probably around fifty with a full head of salt and pepper hair. He was wearing shorts, flip flops, and a polo shirt and walked right up to me. He started with the typical small talk that you always here when fishing. "Catching anything?.....what are you after?.......fish here a lot....etc....... I answered his questions and offered him a beer. He said that he was good on the beer, but asked if I'd like to smoke a joint.  "Hell yes!" I told him as he joined me on the picnic table.

     We finished the joint and sat there BSing for a while. I was in a great mood and about as relaxed as someone can be. I had been sitting leaned back on my elbows but was starting to get a stiff back so I sat up straight. I saw in my peripheral vision that my new friend was playing with his cock through the bottom of his shorts. Immediately my brain short circuited. I didn't know if this guy was coming on to me or if he just give a fuck who saw play with his dick. I would have thought that I would I have freaked out and hauled ass. I had never been attracted to guys or fantasized about them or anything like that. I should be cussing this old dude out telling him to keep his dick to himself right!? 

       I didn't do any of those things. I just sat there drinking my beer and watched as he stroked his cock. When he saw that I wasn't offended, he spread his legs a little wider and I could feel our leg hairs brushing up against each other. He started glancing back and forth between me and his cock, gauging my level of intrigue. Unbeknownst to me, the whole time this was going on my own cock had gotten harder than it had ever been before in my nineteen years. He noticed too and was staring at the bulge in my shorts. I put my hand on my bulge and rubbed it and that was all the go ahead he needed to proceed. I was already shirtless and he put his hand on my stomach and slid his hand in my shorts and ran his fingers through my pubes. He kept rubbing my stomach and teasing me with his hand going down my shorts but stopping just short of my cock each with each pass. 

         There are no words to describe how turned on I was at that moment. I had never even given consideration to messing around with a guy ,and now within five minutes I'm more turned on than I knew was even possible! I didn't even have time to question what I was doing or have second thoughts, I was already way too far gone for that. He took his other hand from stroking his own cock and undid the velcro fly in my shorts and untied the string that kept them up. He freed my pulsing cock and must have been able to tell that I was about blow because he just held it and rubbed my thigh with his other hand. Had someone told me that morning that later that day I'd be leaned back on a picnic table with my cock in another mans hand I might have kicked your ass, but there i was, and I was fucking loving it!

        He got down from the table top and sat on the bench between my legs with his face just inches from cock. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know what was next on his agenda, and I couldn't wait! My cock had been oozing huge amounts of precum for awhile. He kept wiping it with his thumb and rubbing all over my shaft as he slowly kept massaging my dick. He squeezed my shaft and made even more precum bubble up through my dick hole. He licked it off slowly and started swirling his tongue around the head. I almost lost it right there! I had to do a little squirming and heavy breathing to keep it together, I really, really didn't want this to be over. I was able to somewhat steady myself and he really started going work on me. I'm seven inches average width and he had no trouble swallowing me up. I wish I could say that I leaned back while he sucked me off for an eternity, but that wasn't the case. I had been ready to cum since the moment he put his on my stomach, and Imjust couldn't hold out another second. I moaned out "I'm going to cum" expecting him to stop, but instead he sucked me as hard,and as fast as he could as i exploded like a supernova down his throat. I was used to my girlfriend at the time stopping as soon as i came and heading to the bathroom to spit my load out, this guy just kept going, if anything he was getting even more into it. I couldn't handle anymore and lifted his head off my cock, he tried to brush me aside and keep at it but I needed a break.

        That had just been the most intense sexual experience I'd ever had and it was with a guy! As soon as I came so many thoughts and emotions just completely flooded and overwhelmed me. I couldn't get my stuff packed up and get away from there fast enough! I couldn't believe what had just happened. I told myself on the drive home that it was no big deal. That it was an experience and a one time thing......................but thankfully.........it wasn't.