It was hunting season again and that meant I could go off in the mountains and find some of the more remote spots where deer would be. I always liked this time of the year because I got out of the area and usually had a good time. This year was kind of a repeat of a few years ago when I didn’t see any deer but I found a nice hard juicy cock instead.
I had been walking for a few hours when I got back to the truck and then headed back. On the way I decided I’d take a break and look around and stroke for a while. I parked in a place I’d been before and had never seen anyone else. I was slowly stroking my hard cock and was really on the verge of filling my hand full of warm cum when I heard someone walk up to the back of the truck. I quickly hid my hard 6-inch cock by stuffing it back in my pants. I looked in the mirror and saw a stranger in hunting gear walking up to the truck.
I got out and then leaned over and grabbed my hunting stuff like I had just gotten there and was leaving to walk around. “There’s nothing in the area,” he said.
“Well, I’m here and I might as well go look myself,” I told him.
He looked at me and then said, “Your zipper's open. Better cover yourself so you don’t get bit.”
“You always look at a man’s crotch?” I asked.
“Sometimes when I watch him stroking his cock,” he replied.
“I was stroking because I was thinking about the last juicy cock I sucked,” I said.
After I said that, he reached down, unzipped and pulled out his cock and started stroking it a little.
“You want to help me do this?” he asked.
I put my stuff down and walked over to him and grabbed his semi-hard piece of man meat. I slowly stroked it for about a minute until it was rock hard, about 5 inches long. Knowing that he wanted me to give him a blowjob, I leaned over and swallowed his cock in one quick move. I held him in my mouth for a few seconds then slowly raised up. I started bobbing him slowly and then swallowed him again. This time I held him that way for several seconds and slowly raised up until just his cock head was in my mouth. I licked the underside of his cock head (my wife taught me that trick) to increase his pleasure and to help him cum faster.
After doing that for several seconds, I slowly engulfed his cock until I my nose was resting on his hairy mound. I sucked hard and felt him gasp and then felt his first pulse. I raised up so I could taste his cum as his cock pulsed several more times. His cum flooded my mouth and I had to swallow. Afterwards I sucked more on his cock head as cum continued to spurt into my awaiting mouth. For several seconds his cock pulsed and spurted more warm, tasty cum into my awaiting mouth. Again, I had to swallow but his cock started to soften so I just sucked and licked his cock head.
When his cock was completely soft, he pulled it from my mouth, stuffed it back in his pants, turned and walked back the way he had come.
I walked over, picked up my hunting stuff, and put it in the truck. I headed down the road. About 300 or 400 yards down the road I saw another person walking down the road, this guy I knew. Silently I said to myself, “I hope he didn’t see me blowing that guy.”
I slowed down and greeted him. He acted like he was pissed off.
“Does your wife know you do that?” he asked.
“Yes, she does. In fact, she likes watching, especially when the guy fills my mouth full, and I have to swallow. In fact, before we were married, after she pulled her 7-inch dildo from her pussy, she asked me if I wanted to clean it off for her. I took it, licked it, and then swallowed it whole. She was surprised but then asked if I had ever given one before. That’s when I told her I already had," I said.
“You’re disgusting!” he said.
“Well, your brother didn’t think so when I gave him a blowjob at the gloryhole in Salem several months ago. Why don’t you ask him about how many times he’s gotten his cock sucked there. He told me, after he filled my mouth full of cum a few times, that his wife won’t give him blowjobs; that’s why he goes there. Also, he told me that I gave the best blowjobs he’d ever had,” I replied.
That shocked him. “How’d you know it was him?” he asked.
“Black wedding ring, wrist band tattoo and besides, when he left the booth, I looked and saw his face,” I replied.
He turned as if to walk away then said, “Well how about giving me a blowjob then.” I noticed he had his cock out and was holding so it was pointing at me.
“Get in the back seat and pull your pants down,” I told him. By the time I walked around to the other side and got in, his pants were down below his knees and his 7-inch cock was sticking straight up. I wasted no time and swallowed his cock whole. My nose was resting on his hairy mound.
I sucked and bobbed for a few minutes, then raised up as he said, “I’ve never had a man give me a blowjob before.”
I swallowed him again and sucked hard on the way up. Then I licked the underside of his cock head and within a few seconds he started to cum. I felt his cock pulse and pulse and pulse, filling my mouth full of warm cum. I swallowed and then sucked hard once again, and his cock kept pulsing. What a nice tasting load of cum he had, and I swallowed every drop.
After a few minutes, he finished cumming and his cock started to soften but I kept it in my mouth and was gently sucking to get all the remaining cum from him.
To my surprise he started getting hard again, so I started bobbing him and within a minute, I felt his second load of cum begin to fill my mouth. His cock pulse several more times. After I swallowed, he started to soften again. But I kept sucking to get every drop of cum from his now deflated cock.
I raised up and asked, “Do you still think I’m disgusting?”
“I’ve never cum twice like that, even when my wife gives me a blowjob. I guess my brother was right. You do give the best blowjobs; besides, I’ve never been sucked by a man before.” He fixed his pants and got out, and I told him I’d give him a ride to his truck.
When we got there, he got out and said, “Thanks for everything. Maybe we can go hunting together again.”
What a nice hunting trip. No deer but 3 loads of warm tasty cum.
