Once the long winter snows have melted, a lot of men in our small community are looking for release from their sexual frustrations that have been pent up like nagging cabin fever for the last few months, no where to go, no one to see. The grass is still brown and little muddy, but that does not deter the migration of mostly married men who hit the nature trails looking for cock. Admittedly, I am among them.

Cars, pick-up trucks and vans cram the parking lot leading to the two main hiking trails. I had to smile, each vehicle carrying only one occupant, a male.

I reached into my glove compartment and took out a couple condoms and filled my light jacket pocket with a hand full of Kleenex. I slipped off my street shoes and put on a pair of ankle boots, this is not my first Spring cruise so I know there will be mud. Just as I was vacating my car a young guy in his early twenties headed down the left path, oh my, at least five older dudes followed like he was the Pied Piper, each one chomping at the bit in hope of getting into the young man’s pants. I chose the far right path even though it appeared by the footprints in the wet Earth to be the least used.

I walked slowly down the narrow path with my hands in my pockets feeling my balls and cock with each step. I got to the top of the hill where the path takes a direct angle turn to the left, but in the bushes to my right I could see a guy standing among a clump of trees. I stopped and he spotted me. We sort of undressed each other with our eyes deciding if we were going to get it on, much like two fighters sparring before the big punch. He placed his hand on his crotch, the universal sign that he is ready, willing and able. I plodded through the high grass to where he was standing. A big guy. I am only five foot eight and one hundred and seventy pounds but he was big, at least six foot and two hundred twenty pounds. His hair was long matching a small beard but both were trimmed and groomed neatly with petroleum jelly. He wore a leather jacket open at the chest with nothing underneath baring plunge lined pecs covered in curly black hair, nice man tits. We gave each other the mandatory hello and how are you greetings and of course, what are you looking for? Relief I smiled, any kind of relief I can get.

He made the first move cupping my crotch with his hand and I followed his lead. I began undoing his belt but it was one of those motorcycle clasped belts and I had trouble getting it undone. With one snap he opened it while I undid my own belt and slipped my pants down to my lower hips. He was in as much need as me because he just pushed his pants and underwear completely down to his ankles. He was big in all areas, wow, what a gorgeous cock. Thick but not mouth hurting thick, about seven inches uncut with a beautiful mushroom cock knob. I dropped my pants further hesitating to show my six inch, uncut cock. To my surprise he told me I was exactly what he was hoping to meet. He took my face in his hands and placed his lips on mine, a gentle, tender kiss that made me tingle from our lips to my cock. We kissed and touched and fisted each other’s cock for quite some time, and then he slowly guided me downward. I played with his balls while I licked the end of his cock like an ice cream cone. I reached around and took his big, round ass cheeks into my hands and pulled his cock into my gaping mouth. I licked up one side and down the other of his hard, smooth ridged cock and then took him deep into my mouth to suck. All my winter frustrations poured into my cock sucking, all the fantasies while I jacked off, all the dreams I had were now tangibly in my mouth, .. and I sucked. He seemed to get harder if that was possible but he again gently but assuredly, raised me to my feet. He wanted to suck me and get me off before he came he explained and purposely squatted down to take me. Deftly he turned me around and buried his face in between my ass cheeks flicking his tongue up and down my ass crack and my asshole. I thought I would go crazy it felt so good. Just as quickly he spun me back and took my cock into his mouth. Could he ever suck cock. His mouth was like warm, moist velvet. He licked my balls, placed his arm between my legs to finger my asshole and took my cock deep and sucked. I could feel a tickle feather working from my asshole through my body and like an explosion from my ass to my brain and back again splashing out the end of my cock. He sucked faster and more determined swallowing each time I squirted. He sucked, .. no, he literally made love to my cock until I was semi soft before he released me from his mouth. He stood and no words were spoken, I immediately went down on him. In only seconds he moaned and groaned and I tasted his white love filling my mouth. I wanted it so badly. We stood silent adjusting our pants and buckles and he kissed me again. I kissed him back. We agreed we had to meet again but I asked him if he had somewhere private so we could get naked. He repeated I was the man he wanted and he would arrange for somewhere private providing I met him again soon. It was Monday, I could get away again on Thursday. We made a date to meet just down the roadway and he would have somewhere private to go, he promised.

The designated meeting spot was an abandoned gas station on the main highway. He said he would meet me there and take me to where we could enjoy privacy. I arrived a little early and watched the cars zoom by. How can I explain? Well, all of a sudden pulling up next to my van, …. a hearse. Yes, a funeral car and out jumps my new lover friend. I couldn’t believe it. I laughed. He looked at me with a child like expression explaining hey, it is private. No, he did not work in a mortuary in fact; he was a mechanic who had access to more than one of these monstrosities. I locked my van and got into the ominous black love machine. We drove for about fifteen minutes to a place outside of town that had a parking lot way down a secluded lane. He leaned over and kissed me, man that kiss was all I needed. Who cares where or why, just when and that was now.

We climbed into the back of the closed in, totally private vehicle. We lay on our sides facing each other kissing and touching. We tore our own clothes off and within minutes we were both naked groping where ever we could touch. Compared to my smooth body, he was so hairy. Black curls covered his chest, down his little pot belly, surrounding his cock and balls, down his ass and legs. We kissed and I wanted his tits so badly, I sucked and nibbled and played with his cock and balls while trading one tit for the other. He lifted me like a pebble and placed me 69 on top of him and we sucked, oh how we sucked. His cock was no longer in my mind but actually in my mouth. His silky tongue and mouth made love to my rock hard cock. We rolled back and forth kissing, sucking, licking and breathing hard. He pushed his middle finger deep into my ass and he whispered how much he wanted to fuck. I did not want to dampen our love affair, but there was no way I could take his thick dick into my puckered asshole. No he insisted; he wanted me to fuck him. If there is a god of fantasy, my wishes were answered. No condoms, bare back I slid in and rotated my body in, ..out, in,..out. I think I love this man. I filled him with my white love and before the afternoon was over, we succeeded in once again swallowing each other’s come. We lay in the hearse naked, just holding our bodies close. " When we met the other day," I asked, " did you notice the sign at the entrance to the nature trails? " He shook his head in the negative. I rolled over to look into his eyes and I gave him a peck on the mouth, " Believe it or not, " I replied, " on the sign was printed Watch For Bears, " We laughed at the thought and hopefully I will be laughing with my own personal bear for a long time to come.