The Path

Joe

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My friend Shawn is considered a slut by many. His saying is about this is “I’m just a bit more popular than the rest of the girls!” I like that. He knows what he wants and what he wants are straight men. At least bi, men, married, curious, closeted, whatever you want to call it.

At 24, two years older than me, Shawn has been friends with a man named Joshua for many years. Joshua is a naturalist. He loves to be naked. He’s not all that much into man sex but participates occasionally. Shawn has told me about some really hot scenes he’s had with Josh, but Josh prefers to stay in the background.

At about 30 years old, Joshua bought a large piece of ground that has been a land preserve for many years. The state and the county decided to give up the land because they needed the tax money from it. Joshua bought the land and pays the taxes on it, but it is now a privately owned land preserve. It has several creeks running through it, and the east edge of if borders a small river.

I don’t know what kind of deal Joshua made with the county and state, but they pretty much leave it alone, as long as he doesn’t farm it or allow hunting on it. So being a good friend to Shawn and understanding the needs of a lot of married men, it had kind of become a regular thing that Joshua and Shawn had set up.

At about 7:00 a.m. every Tuesday morning men would come to the preserve, get naked, and either find a spot to just take and wait or wander around naked, waiting for Shawn to come to service them. Shawn worked, but Tuesday was his late day and he didn’t have to go in until 2:00 p.m. He said his normal day at the preserve was 8 or 9 guys giving him their loads of cum in his mouth or butt, but his record was 17!

I was two months out of a three-year relationship when Shawn approached me with the proposition to be his replacement on Tuesday morning. He had a conference he had to attend out of town and told me he had never missed a Tuesday morning in two and a half years! I had not been with a man since splitting with my ex, and he thought this was an excellent opportunity for me to get back in the swing of things.

I had been very hesitant, but after splitting a 12 pack on Sunday evening I had agreed to be his replacement on Tuesday morning. Even while I was drunk I was fearful, but Shawn assured me it was just what I needed.

I pulled into the secluded parking lot at 6:50 a.m. on Tuesday morning, hard, horny, scared, and wishing I was still in bed. It was overcast and cool but my sexual jets were firing on all eight cylinders as I left my car and started down the path that Shawn had told me to take.

I was douched and well lubed as Shawn had instructed. I had a bottle of lube in one pocket, and a bottle of poppers in the other. I went less than 50 yards down the path and found a very hot and obviously horny man sitting on a park bench. He was about 6’3’, 210lbs, beefy with dark hair, wearing a pair of the shortest Levi cutoffs I’d ever seen. His cock and hairy butthole were both visible. When I came around the turn in the path he scooted forward showing all he had, and his first response was, “Where’s Shawn?”

“He is out of town today and didn’t want to disappoint you guys, I’m his replacement, is that okay?

“You’re fucking hot, good by me!”

He scooted father forward on the bench presenting his cock and hairy hole and said, “Sure, go for it!”

Shawn had already told me that the first man I would meet would be named Joe. Straight, married, loved nothing better than to get his cock sucked, and his hot hole rimmed. He also told me that Joe, just gets up out of bed, pulls on some shorts and a t-shirt and when he gets to the preserve, changes into some old sweaty ripped up Levi shorts. He warned me that Joe would not be raunchy, but he has a lot of man scent.

What Joe wants is to get sucked and rimmed, and then he would stretch my hole open with his big cock and fuck the living hell out of me for about 5 minutes and then go home and get ready for work. No one, but Joe and I would be the wiser, and like most of these guys, if I ever saw them on the street, I didn’t know them!

I wasn’t sure how to start! Between the fact that I knew I was working with a ‘somewhat’ straight man, and this being my first time with sex beside anyone except my ex for over three years, I was a bit timid, but Shawn had told me to take control.

I walked to the bench and stood between Joe’s widespread legs, I got on my knees and got my face as low as I could and swiped my tongue in his sweaty crack, over his hairy balls and up his cock to the tip!

Joe said, “Suck my cock first, then you can lick my ass, then I want to fuck a load into you!”

I didn’t even pretend to be impressed, or shy, I slurped his big cock to the balls! My ex was hung, so his big cock was not a huge challenge for me. This was a totally new thing to me, being a slut that is, so I guess it came with a new attitude. I just went down on his cock and slurped it. Joe was impressed. I deep-throated him and got a whiff of his hot man scent. It was strong in his crack and on his balls, but his bush had a strong aroma too. It only took me a few seconds to decide that I liked it, as my ex was kind of prissy and everything had to be almost antiseptic before sex could happen.

Joe’s cock is uncut, only the second of two I’ve had in my life, the head of his cock had aroma and flavor and I loved that too! It was too soon for me, when Joe said, “Okay bitch, lick my asshole!”

As soon as I pulled off of his cock he turned around and presented his big round muscle butt to me. The smell of man, ass, and balls was full, but not gross. I was so turned on after all of these years to finally find out what a real man smells like, instead of my ex who always covered himself with colognes and deodorant.

Soon I had my face buried in his slightly hairy deep crack and could take in his aroma! It was hot! When I drug my tongue across his hole, his butt started dancing around like one of those black men I’ve seen on YouTube or Gaytube. They call it bumping or jumping., or something like that. I kept having to go after his hole to get my tongue in it!

It only went on for about 5 mins when Joe jumped up and said, “Okay bitch, your turn to kneel on the bench!’

I thought fucking “A” a straight man is going to lick my boy hole!”

I felt my cheeks spread wide and I could feel that Joe’s face was close to my hole! I loved it when he spit on it, but suddenly instead of a tongue, I felt the thick blunt head of Joe’s cock try to push into my hole!

Even though I had pre-lubed, I wasn't prepared for anything this rough. The ex may have been kind of a prissy pussy, but he always treated my hole well. He would tease it and slowly slither in. I have to admit I was impressed the first time he fucked and it never got any worse.

Joe was the exact opposite, I felt the thick head of his cock against my hole and suddenly he was at least halfway in! I whelped and that only caused him to slap my ass hard, back out, and shove the entire length into me!

I’m not sure what I had expected, but this wasn’t it! He fucked hard and rough, and for about 30 seconds I thought I’d die! But the position I was in on the bench there was no way to getaway! Joe pounded me from about the third stroke and continued to do so.

His balls were banging against mine, his tight belly was slapping my round ass, and his cock was hitting that spot deep inside of me, that hurt so good! My cock was jammed against the hard smooth back slats of the bench and that hurt and felt good at the same time. In about a minute and a half, I was ‘all’ into it, I had never been pounded like that and I was loving it!

Unfortunately, it only lasted about five minutes and Joe started making low growling noises and soon I knew he was shooting his load inside of me. He held still buried deep inside of me and I could feel his cock pulse and swell with each spurt.

Joe started fucking me slower and moaning and that felt amazing as his big cock slid in and out of me on a sheath of his hot cum! After just a couple minutes of that, he pulled out just as roughly as he had jammed it in. He slapped my ass and said, “Fuck you can sub for Shawn anytime, you’re hole is”, then he chuckled, “was, tighter than his!”

Joe slapped my ass, picked up a towel to wipe his cock on, stepped out of his tattered jean cutoffs, and stepped into a respectable pair of running shorts. “Well I can get in my run and be home in time for work, and the old’ lady won’t be any wiser, hope to see you again soon!”

Joe started walking to the path as I was stepping back into my shorts. I laughed as he said, “No sense in putting those back on boy, the next guy is waiting less than 50 yards away, you’ll be wasting time getting them on, go get your next cock!”

With that, he was gone!

I stood there for a minute watching Joe walk away. I shook my head in amazement at what I had just done, then I remembered why I was here and started my way down the path to see what was ahead for me.