Forest fun

His cock was of a good average size, of large girth, and his balls were hairy and hanging nicely. He must have been in his mid forties, he had a large stature, big bulk of a man, short hair, a bit of a beard and short darkish hair.

His work trousers were down to his feet covering his work boots, he did not expect me to walk on him in this isolated part of the forest. I had observed him playing with his cock for a while, over porn photos of men amid the floor around him, he was carefully cruising each picture with avid interest, accelerating the rhythm when he would see something of interest. 

Unintentionally, I moved and made a noise, he turned and saw me. He was caught and for a moment I could see the fear showing on his face. I smiled, and waved at him, showing that I was ok with what I was doing, then my stare lingered on his cock and balls, and I could see that he was relaxing and seeing that I was interested in him. I could see a thin layer of hair covering his ass cheeks, his back was also hairy at the base, the top was still covered by his shirt.

I walked towards him, and gently took hold of his cock. It had softened a bit. I kneeled down and started licking the head of his cock. It felt big, and it tasted good. My hands were holding the back of his muscular big hairy legs. Clearly my tong had an effect on him, and I could feel him relaxing some, before he guided his cock towards my mouth.

I refused to give him that instant gratification, choosing instead to concentrate on his big hanging balls, taking each one in turn, sucking gently, holding it in my mouth, caressing them with my tong. I then licked the back of his nut sack, it tasted a bit salty, in a nice way. His grunting and heavy breathing confirmed that he was enjoying this. I was holding the shaft of his cock, slowly and gently rubbing it, sensing the precum pouring out onto my hand and fingers. 

I then took his cock inside my mouth, without hurrying, without stopping, all the way to the base. This had the right effect on him. He held his breath, I could feel that his cock was started to jerk slightly... it did not take long until jets of spunk squirted out of his thick head, each time spurting towards the back of my throat. His hands were holding the back of my head and I was unable to let go, feeling almost nauseous because of the fat cock's onslaught. 

After he finished, he remained there, motionless, his cock still inside my mouth, without a sound, catching his breath. Without warning, he took hold of his pants, pulled them up, zipped and belted up, then left the scene without a word.