Too Smart To Cruise

Was he married? Was he in-between meetings? Whatever the reason, he was a smart and horny city gent. He looked like he hadn’t done this kind of thing much before and possibly found the cruising area from a friend, telling him that's where you go if you want to get your cock sucked and, maybe because his significant other didn’t do it.

From where I was standing, I could see he didn't know where the action was as he was looking all over the place. So, I stepped out of the shrubbery, close to where the action went on, and he walked towards me. He was constantly and nervously looking about, as he walked towards where I was waiting.

On one hand, I like guys like that, when there are plentiful, as you can get a few blow jobs done in a short space of time. They cum quickly but also, the downside is they are normally very jittery. The slightest rustling of leaves is enough to send them racing back to their cars. This guy was no exception, but he stayed long enough to cum and for me to get a mouthful.

He had that fresh look about him, clean-shaven, trimmed and plucked features, his nails were perfectly manicured and I would say the only thing that let him down was the lack of manscaping. 

He looked at me and said “I’ve not done this before with a guy and I only get hard when a woman sucks me off.” Well, he must have done, otherwise how would he know he can only get hard when a woman sucks him off?

He was really nervous as I undid his trousers and slid my hand into his pants and grasping a semi-hard cock, his leg was quivering before I had even got his dick in my mouth. As for not being able to get hard, well that was a lie, he got stiff within seconds, and boy was that one stiff dick. I got down on my knees and slowly took his dick in my mouth. He then grabbed the back of my head and started to thrust into my throat and then within a few minutes he was loading my mouth with hot thick spunk. I swallowed it all and carried on licking his dick to get the last drop out. He pulled away and muttered “I’m not gay,” and then tucked his shirt into his trousers and briskly walked back to his car. No word of a “cheers mate” or “thanks."