Exposure
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I discovered, at a very early age, that I liked being naked... especially outdoors. When I was in my early teens, I'd camp in my backyard often. Once I knew my parents had gone to sleep, I'd sneak out of my tent in the nude and walk into the woods just south of our property. When I had friends camp out with me, I tried to coax them into joining me. Sometimes it was easy and once in a while I had to give them a blowjob or masturbate out in front of the tent to get them to join me. As, I got older, the camping outside with friends had spread into rumors about my sexuality. I still was interested in girls but after being labeled gay ( mind you it was the early 80's) they wouldn't even talk to me. This was the unfortunate side effect of living in a small town. Even the guys I had given blowjobs to had begun to shun me. A few still "used" me from time to time because their girlfriends wouldn't give it to them. I figured it out this quickly and soon charged five bucks. I always made them pay up front too. Every time after I finished them off, as the buttoned up, I'd be reminded not to tell anyone or I'll beat the shit out of you. I never name dropped but it was easy to threaten the skinniest k** (me).
I continued to camp outside in my backyard until the last summer after graduating high school. I loved the feeling of the cool night air against my body, the liberation of not wearing anything, and the exhilarating sense of being seen or caught. I had fantasized often of being caught and made to do inexplicable sexual acts in order to be released. It helped make my masturbating more exciting just thinking about it but I longed for the real thing. I'm sure my parents knew about my escapades but never talked to me. In fact, they just left me alone most of the time. I kind of liked the solitude.
Then one night, a cool rain storm had come through in the late evening. It left a thick, low hanging fog that hung around the trunks of the trees. I decided to go out for a walk just an hour after it had formed. I wore a t-shirt, jean shorts, socks and tennis shoes. I had made it to the junior high school practice fields. I slopped out to the middle of the field and looked around. It was dark, wet, and hazey. I was so quiet, there seemed to be no sounds. I took of my shirt and pulled down my shorts exposing myself. It felt so good as I rubbed myself gently getting hard. I slipped out of my shoes and socks, letting my shorts fall to the muddy ground. I ran around in the mud until I slipped. I tried to catch myself but fell on my side into the cool, wet, mud. I got up slowly. I stood there running my hands on my muddy body. I felt a surge of electricity throughout my body and started masturbating. I went down on my knees and begun to act like I was riding a hung stallion. I bounced up and down into the mud. It felt good between my ass cheeks. I looked up at the stars between the clouds as I got closer to climax. I was almost there went I hear a snap of a stick in the woods just to my right. I went flat on my stomach and began to crawl low to where I thought my clothes were. I tried to go silently.
I looked back and a dark figure emerged from the woods, it moved towards me. I freaked out and got up running to where I thought my clothes were. I couldn't find them! I lost my sense of direction in my panicking. The figure had gotten closer but said nothing. I knew he saw me and I froze just looking. Then, I saw it was a man. He stopped just yards away from me. He was naked too! I saw his tall slender frame in the moon light. He didn't even try covering up. His hands dangled at his sides. I noticed his limp cock hanging between his legs spread far enough apart. "Nice night for a walk?" He said softly. His voice caused me to pause my panicked state a little. It took me a few seconds to realize he asked a question. I gave a weak laugh and replied "Yes. Yes it is." He walked closer and then introduced himself. I had never seen him before but before I could respond.....he said my name!
I took a step away from him and wanted to run away. I'll admit, by keeping to myself all these years I didn't know many people in town. He walked over to me close. He was at least four or five inches taller than me. He had a thick mustache and long dark hair. He smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. I was embarrassed, because it was easy to tell he was much older than me... I guessed in his late forties. His hand felt warm and he asked if I wanted to walk with him. I stared at his cock and muffled a "I guess?". He stepped away and paused because I hadn't taken a step yet. My mind was racing with what I should do or don't do...was I going to die tonight? Then I did something that shocked the both of us. I fell onto my knees and without a second thought grabbed his cock with both hands and stuffed his thick mushroom-tip into my mouth. I began to suck him hard and he jerked backed. "Whoah!" He said in a surprising tone. Go slow, take your time he said? He moved directly in front of me and put both hands on my shoulders. I began to rub and suck his cock. It began to become full and longer. The only sounds echoing in the night air were my muffled slurping sounds I made from my mouth covering his hardened rod. My practice paid off as I took his cock down into my throat and held it there for a few seconds before gagging him up. The man's body shuddered and he hands moved to my head. I stopped using my hands and let him thrust down into my throat. He went slower than I liked and choked him out just before throwing up into the mud. After I reassured that I was fine, he got into a better pace and dipped long and hard between shorter ones to allow my expanding throat to recover. He pulled out just to release a few warm globs of his cum into my eyes and face. It burned badly. I had to use my muddy hands to wipe it away. He pumped out what was left in his tank onto the ground while I tried to clean out the burning sensation in my eyes.
After I recovered, we both searched for my clothes which were located on the other side of the field. I didn't dress, instead I carried my clothes as we walked into the woods. We made our way to his little house about a mile and half away from the field. He invited me in to shower and throw my clothes in the washer. He let me shower on my own as he washed up by the sink. I was given a small towel to dry off. It wasn't big enough to wrap around me and so I put it in the dirty clothes hamper. I walked into his bedroom where he was laying naked on the bed. He motioned me to him. I sat down and let him fondle me as I watched. When he touched me in sensitive places, my body shivered from the sensation. I leaned back onto the bed and just let it happen. It felt unreal, that a stranger was touching me. I became hard without any prompting. Then he stuck a finger up inside my ass. I gulped hard. His finger felt huge compared to my own in there. It felt awkward but I didn't want him to stop even though my ass tried to push him out. He removed his finger and smelled it. His face expression was enough and I could also smell my stink. He got up and washed his hands in the tiny bathroom off his bedroom. I heard him fumbling around in there. He came out with and enema. I followed him to the kitchen. He placed a towel to lay on my side. He put one hand on my hip and then inserted the small slender tube into my ass. He unleashed a cool liquid into my ass. I was told to hold it in until I couldn't any longer then go to the bathroom. He went back to the bedroom and waited. A few minutes later I rushed into the bathroom and expelled into it like I'd never had before. It sounded like I was taking a piss as it ran out of me. I lost control of my ass, it kept pushing out even when I wanted to stop. It took several minutes to stop. Then the man handed me a jar of Vaseline and to stuff as much as I could up inside me. I took globs of it and tried to push it deep into me with two hands. I returned to the bedroom. The man was fully erect as he rubbed himself. I hesitated when he told me to bend over the bed. He moved behind me. I had wanted to try this but now it was about to happen. I couldn't imagine his entire cock inside me, how could it fit in there? I turned around and said "I'm not sure I want to do this."
"I am!" His voice sounded like thunder as it boomed and echoed. He turned me around and push my head onto the bed. Fingers were jammed into me. I made feable "ouch, ouch" moans. I was scared. I pleaded to stop and suck his cock. "You can do that after, if you like." He sounded devious. If my body wasn't already shaking, my legs felt so weak. I barely could hold my backside up. I was ordered to grab pillows and stuff them under my pelvis. I was on my tippy toes as he grinded his fingers into me. I felt like he was going to rip me open.
The fingers were out and his tip dipped into me. It felt like he was going to come up my throat. I dry heaves as he plunged deep into me. I screamed out several profanities with hopes he'd stop. Instead it fueled his lust. He pounded me mercilessly, his ball sack slapped into mine. I continued to beg "Stop, stop please, I won't tell anyone!" All met with his grunts as he drilled harder into me. Even though I screamed to stop, my mind was shouting 'more more more'. He bore into me over and over. My neck ached and was forced to put my head down into the bed. I could feel his sweat pouring off his body onto mine. My legs went numb from the continuous pounding. Something in me switched, as the burning sensation in my hole began to intensify. I started weakly speaking into the matress "Fuck me, fuck me." It grew louder. A warm feeling came over me as he grunted and the slapping of his pelvis into my ass cheeks rang in my ears. I got up onto my arms and lifted my head. I shouted one time as loud as I could "Fuck Me, (the man's name)!" At that moment, he made this sickly sound as his body jerked a few times. His hands gripped my boney hips even harder as he injected my ass with his seeds. My field was planted. I was now his.
I continued to camp outside in my backyard until the last summer after graduating high school. I loved the feeling of the cool night air against my body, the liberation of not wearing anything, and the exhilarating sense of being seen or caught. I had fantasized often of being caught and made to do inexplicable sexual acts in order to be released. It helped make my masturbating more exciting just thinking about it but I longed for the real thing. I'm sure my parents knew about my escapades but never talked to me. In fact, they just left me alone most of the time. I kind of liked the solitude.
Then one night, a cool rain storm had come through in the late evening. It left a thick, low hanging fog that hung around the trunks of the trees. I decided to go out for a walk just an hour after it had formed. I wore a t-shirt, jean shorts, socks and tennis shoes. I had made it to the junior high school practice fields. I slopped out to the middle of the field and looked around. It was dark, wet, and hazey. I was so quiet, there seemed to be no sounds. I took of my shirt and pulled down my shorts exposing myself. It felt so good as I rubbed myself gently getting hard. I slipped out of my shoes and socks, letting my shorts fall to the muddy ground. I ran around in the mud until I slipped. I tried to catch myself but fell on my side into the cool, wet, mud. I got up slowly. I stood there running my hands on my muddy body. I felt a surge of electricity throughout my body and started masturbating. I went down on my knees and begun to act like I was riding a hung stallion. I bounced up and down into the mud. It felt good between my ass cheeks. I looked up at the stars between the clouds as I got closer to climax. I was almost there went I hear a snap of a stick in the woods just to my right. I went flat on my stomach and began to crawl low to where I thought my clothes were. I tried to go silently.
I looked back and a dark figure emerged from the woods, it moved towards me. I freaked out and got up running to where I thought my clothes were. I couldn't find them! I lost my sense of direction in my panicking. The figure had gotten closer but said nothing. I knew he saw me and I froze just looking. Then, I saw it was a man. He stopped just yards away from me. He was naked too! I saw his tall slender frame in the moon light. He didn't even try covering up. His hands dangled at his sides. I noticed his limp cock hanging between his legs spread far enough apart. "Nice night for a walk?" He said softly. His voice caused me to pause my panicked state a little. It took me a few seconds to realize he asked a question. I gave a weak laugh and replied "Yes. Yes it is." He walked closer and then introduced himself. I had never seen him before but before I could respond.....he said my name!
I took a step away from him and wanted to run away. I'll admit, by keeping to myself all these years I didn't know many people in town. He walked over to me close. He was at least four or five inches taller than me. He had a thick mustache and long dark hair. He smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. I was embarrassed, because it was easy to tell he was much older than me... I guessed in his late forties. His hand felt warm and he asked if I wanted to walk with him. I stared at his cock and muffled a "I guess?". He stepped away and paused because I hadn't taken a step yet. My mind was racing with what I should do or don't do...was I going to die tonight? Then I did something that shocked the both of us. I fell onto my knees and without a second thought grabbed his cock with both hands and stuffed his thick mushroom-tip into my mouth. I began to suck him hard and he jerked backed. "Whoah!" He said in a surprising tone. Go slow, take your time he said? He moved directly in front of me and put both hands on my shoulders. I began to rub and suck his cock. It began to become full and longer. The only sounds echoing in the night air were my muffled slurping sounds I made from my mouth covering his hardened rod. My practice paid off as I took his cock down into my throat and held it there for a few seconds before gagging him up. The man's body shuddered and he hands moved to my head. I stopped using my hands and let him thrust down into my throat. He went slower than I liked and choked him out just before throwing up into the mud. After I reassured that I was fine, he got into a better pace and dipped long and hard between shorter ones to allow my expanding throat to recover. He pulled out just to release a few warm globs of his cum into my eyes and face. It burned badly. I had to use my muddy hands to wipe it away. He pumped out what was left in his tank onto the ground while I tried to clean out the burning sensation in my eyes.
After I recovered, we both searched for my clothes which were located on the other side of the field. I didn't dress, instead I carried my clothes as we walked into the woods. We made our way to his little house about a mile and half away from the field. He invited me in to shower and throw my clothes in the washer. He let me shower on my own as he washed up by the sink. I was given a small towel to dry off. It wasn't big enough to wrap around me and so I put it in the dirty clothes hamper. I walked into his bedroom where he was laying naked on the bed. He motioned me to him. I sat down and let him fondle me as I watched. When he touched me in sensitive places, my body shivered from the sensation. I leaned back onto the bed and just let it happen. It felt unreal, that a stranger was touching me. I became hard without any prompting. Then he stuck a finger up inside my ass. I gulped hard. His finger felt huge compared to my own in there. It felt awkward but I didn't want him to stop even though my ass tried to push him out. He removed his finger and smelled it. His face expression was enough and I could also smell my stink. He got up and washed his hands in the tiny bathroom off his bedroom. I heard him fumbling around in there. He came out with and enema. I followed him to the kitchen. He placed a towel to lay on my side. He put one hand on my hip and then inserted the small slender tube into my ass. He unleashed a cool liquid into my ass. I was told to hold it in until I couldn't any longer then go to the bathroom. He went back to the bedroom and waited. A few minutes later I rushed into the bathroom and expelled into it like I'd never had before. It sounded like I was taking a piss as it ran out of me. I lost control of my ass, it kept pushing out even when I wanted to stop. It took several minutes to stop. Then the man handed me a jar of Vaseline and to stuff as much as I could up inside me. I took globs of it and tried to push it deep into me with two hands. I returned to the bedroom. The man was fully erect as he rubbed himself. I hesitated when he told me to bend over the bed. He moved behind me. I had wanted to try this but now it was about to happen. I couldn't imagine his entire cock inside me, how could it fit in there? I turned around and said "I'm not sure I want to do this."
"I am!" His voice sounded like thunder as it boomed and echoed. He turned me around and push my head onto the bed. Fingers were jammed into me. I made feable "ouch, ouch" moans. I was scared. I pleaded to stop and suck his cock. "You can do that after, if you like." He sounded devious. If my body wasn't already shaking, my legs felt so weak. I barely could hold my backside up. I was ordered to grab pillows and stuff them under my pelvis. I was on my tippy toes as he grinded his fingers into me. I felt like he was going to rip me open.
The fingers were out and his tip dipped into me. It felt like he was going to come up my throat. I dry heaves as he plunged deep into me. I screamed out several profanities with hopes he'd stop. Instead it fueled his lust. He pounded me mercilessly, his ball sack slapped into mine. I continued to beg "Stop, stop please, I won't tell anyone!" All met with his grunts as he drilled harder into me. Even though I screamed to stop, my mind was shouting 'more more more'. He bore into me over and over. My neck ached and was forced to put my head down into the bed. I could feel his sweat pouring off his body onto mine. My legs went numb from the continuous pounding. Something in me switched, as the burning sensation in my hole began to intensify. I started weakly speaking into the matress "Fuck me, fuck me." It grew louder. A warm feeling came over me as he grunted and the slapping of his pelvis into my ass cheeks rang in my ears. I got up onto my arms and lifted my head. I shouted one time as loud as I could "Fuck Me, (the man's name)!" At that moment, he made this sickly sound as his body jerked a few times. His hands gripped my boney hips even harder as he injected my ass with his seeds. My field was planted. I was now his.
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