Down by the River

My name is Nate and I love to run. Being out in the sun, shirtless, with my endorphins driving me forward has always been one of my favorite pass times. Since I am horny as hell seeing other shirtless runners with tight asses doesn't hurt either. Besides running I am an outdoor effecianado I use any excuse--canoeing, rock climbing, hiking, and so on-- to get outside. Living in Missouri it's one of the best ways to have a good time. 

This story happened on a run down by the Mississippi. There are few winding paths covered and trees that go right along the water's edge and offer a beautiful and secluded jog. Usually, I am the only one down there but this time was a little a different. Sitting on the edge of the water was a total stud. 

He was clearly trying to get the most of his time in the sun. Lying on a rainbow towel he had on a maroon speedo that left little to the imagination. His body was taught and already tan as hell. You could tell this was a regular occurrence for him. I stopped at the part of the path with the best view pretending to take my stretch break. Almost immediately he lifted his broad shoulders and turned back towards me. His arms rippling with the invitation to movement. 

My mouth grew sticky as I tried to come up with a reason for my unintentionally brazen staring. 

"Hey I am Matt" he said. His piercing hazel eyes sent a jolt right through my stomach. 

Adjusting myself and with a slight blush, I said "Nate. Enjoying the sun?" I was really struggling to contain my assignment that this total hotty I had been oggling at was talking to me. 

Matt licked his pink shiny lips and oggled me right back. I was wearing my red short shorts that probably left as much up to the imagination as his speedo. Luckily if my eyes weren't fooling me I was not the only getting excited.

"Great weather" Matt finally said. The tension rising.

I stepped closer "I should probably catch some rays too." 

Matt scrunched up his face and said "you look plenty tan too me". This was not true. I'm not pale per se but in comparison to his golden complexion I am definitely on the lighter side. 

"Thanks" I offered. Praying for an invitation.

"I'm sure you will get plenty on your run" he replied turning back to the water. 

And that was that. Without anything else to say and on runners brain even my horned up self couldn't think of way to move this forward. 

"Alright, guess I am off" I said, still staring longingly at that speedo and imagining what lied underneath. He didn't even turn around so I headed back onto the trail and continued my run. As I mentioned the trail is pretty secluded and I didn't see anyone else on my next couple miles. Finally, I  decided to turn back in hopes that I'd get a second peak at Matt on my way back.

Sadly Matt didn't seem to be there when I stopped back by. I stopped to "stretch" again and make sure I wasn't just looking in the wrong spot.

"Hey" Matt said huskily. He'd moved just up the shore and my prayers had been answered. He was fully in the buff. 

I must have looked shocked because he said. "What? Never seen one of these before?" and wagged his 7 inches at me.

"Uh, just not out here..." I stuttered. Now joining him in being fully erect. 

Matt winked and stroked himself one slow and sensual time. "Well come get a better look. I was just thinking about you running off with that hard on earlier. Looked...uncomfortable."

I could barely stop myself as a strutted off the path towards this hunk. Immediately he wrapped me in hot embrace. It was hot enough out with the summer sun that he was already a little sweaty and his slick dick slid across my abs as we interlocked.

I could feel it bouncing it's way towards my ass as he gripped me with both hands pulling off my short shorts that had nearly fallen apart due to my own throbbing member. 

"Ooof" He grunted "that looks amazing" and just like that he pushed me slightly off of him and began to suck. Not just give me a blow job but really suck at it. Flicking the tip with his tongue at the top of stroke just the way I like it. 

"MMMM..." I groaned. He was driving me over the top and hips began to buck with each downward stroke. I'd never done anything so wild before. There was only his rainbow towel between us and the earth. True outdoorsmen. 

I felt a slight jolt as he planted a finger right up my ass, then the tingling sensation of him hooking onto my prostate. "HOLY"

He laughed showing a beautiful toothy smile and I grabbed his head and pulled him in for another kiss. It wasn't long before one finger was replaced by two rubbing back and forth. 

Finally he obeyed my aching cries of "Pleaaasseee" and lined his dick up with my hole a condom and small bottle of lube magically appearing from his little purple beach bag. Someone came prepared. And thank God. 

His seven inches strained against the edge of my hole and he had to lube it up a little more before entering. When he finally got it all in I was in heaven. I ran my hands up and down his body as I rode him cowboy style.

Like a romance movie, he lifted us up and turned me around. My face was in his towel before I knew it and he was railing me from behind.

"Ooooh yeaaahhh" he purred in my ear, voice oscillating with every thrust.

"Mmmm" was all that I could muster.

He held my waist and fucked me like that for another few minutes before turning me over. 

"I want to come on those sexy abs" he said gruffly. 

He pulled out and returned his fingers to massaging my prostate and then: "Oooooh shittt" I screamed cumming the whole way up to my face.

Seconds letter he joined in squirting all over my abs as he'd promised. 

"Wow..." we said in unison laughing at each others chagrin. 

Not sure exactly how to end things I sat in stunned silence for a second. 

"You can use the towel if you want" he said laughing. Even flacid his dick looked amazing. I oggled as I wiped myself down. 

"So ugh...that was amazing..." I said. He gave me a little shrug like oh this happens all the time. And that was that. For now anyway.