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Smokey Bare (mm)
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From : Johnny Hardin 05 Sep 94
Subj : Smokey Bare
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M/M action in the woods, the forestry service at work........
Every summer I take a couple of days off from my work and
backpack up to a remote site in the nearby state forest. In
my 22 years I have walked hundreds of miles in this park and
the solitude is a welcome relief from my office job.
This last summer I got to my favorite spot to camp and
pitched my tent. I went over to the stream which ran past my
campsite, and I decided that it would be a perfect occasion
to cool off from my long hike by skinny dipping. The cool
water felt really fine around my body, and I swam about for a
bit before I decided to lie on the stream's grassy bank and
get an all over tan.
I lazed alongside the stream for about a half hour. My
hand wanderd down to slowly stroke my sun warmed cock. I
worked my meat to its full eight inches thinking of a hot
college type I had seen on the trail. My mind was wandering
in a forest of lust where every tree was a hard cock.
Suddeny, I heard some odd sounds to the right of me. I
quickly snatched up a rock to defend myself, if need be, and
a lone figure stepped out of the woods. I was relieved to
see that my visitor was a game warden. He took a long look
at my naked body and my cock pointed in his direction.
Despite my embarrassment I couldn't help but notice what
a handsome face he had. His brown uniform was tailored to a
body built for survival anywhere, not just the woods.
I blushed at being caught while jerking off and glanced
in the direction of my briefs lying in a heap nearby. The
warden was very nonchalant. He just walked toward me, saying
something about his truck breaking down on a logging road
back in the woods. He took off his Smokey-Bear type hat and
let loose a halo of blonde curls that ringed his head. My
cock couldn't help but to jump and harden further.
I tried to stay cool and asked him about his truck. He
kept walking toward me, however, and when he got to where I
stood he bent down and picked up my briefs. He didn't hand
them to me immediately but brought them just under his nose
and inhaled. I was taken aback as the front of his tight
pants swelled confining his meat.
I was standing there in shock as he gently reached out
and ran his hands over my body, then began stroking my cock.
He then began to peel his uniform off and, as he took off his
shirt, he exposed an expansive hairy chest. Then he slid
down his pants, and I stared hungrily at his thick prick. It
had to be at least a match for my eight inches but thicker.
I was getting so excited I almost popped my load right then.
He gave me a look of lustful longing and then gently
pushed me down onto the grassy bank of the stream. He got on
top of me and again began running his hands all over my body.
His broad chest was dropping down beads of sweat between us
as he ground his butt into my groin. His dark brown nipples
were erect and stood out like little raisins. I reached up
and pinched them as his hands worked themselves toward my
cock.
His hand was stroking and massaging my cock wonderfully,
and I just couldn't hold back. My creamy jism shot out of my
rod, and the warden said nothing as he smiled and wiped my
cream off his belly and then teasingly licked it off his
fingers. It was one hot sight to behold.
He then took his own rod in hand and urged me to pinch
his nipples hard as he stroked off. His moans echoed through
the clearing as he continued straddling my hips and humped
his ass against my spent meat. Surprisingly my cock began to
harden anew from the friction and the sight above me.
The blonde, tanned warden slid his drooling cock up my
body until he rested it on my face. I stuck my tongue along
the tip and began lapping the head of his monster cock. He
began to yell his approval and rub his meat across my nose
and chin. His balls were bouncing against my neck.
My need to eat that piece of manmeat grew, I wrestled it
from his hands and pushed the entire head into my mouth. He
got up on his haunches and started to do push ups into my
mouth.
The back of my throat relaxed despite his desperate
pistoning into my mouth. The heat and fury of his coming
climax was evident. Sweat clouded my vision as his washboard
stomach heaved above me. With a loud yell he let go and the
cream within his bowels shot down my gullet. He collapsed
above me and the musky smell of his crotch filled my lungs.
Afterwards we lay on the grass bank and talked. The
warden told me his name was Abner. He explained that he'd
wrecked his truck while on patrol. He was hiking back to his
cabin, when he came across me sunbathing. He said that his
work was hard and lonely, and his sex life was nearly non-
existent. So from the first second he saw me, he wanted my
hard dick.
Well, I helped him fix his truck, and we spent the next
couple of weeks together at his cabin, where we just fucked
and sucked ourselves silly. It was fantastic. Guess where
I'm spending my vacation this year.
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