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As many will know here in England, we have been going through something of a heatwave, and about time to be honest.
Last night I was taking in the early evening heat, with it still in the high-twenties at 6 O’clock, along the East Norfolk coast. The occasional cooling breeze hit me, but they were few and far between. I had enough, and decided that I had better head back to the car, and get some water in me.
I scanned the cliffs looking for a path to get up, but as this part of the British coastline was susceptible to serious coastal erosion, I had to walk a further mile or so before I came across what looked like a way up.
I climbed some rocks about half way up, then used the remains of a path, that had long ago succumbed to Mother Nature’s wrath.
I reached the top, sweating somewhat, and was surprised by two things. First, it was actually the back garden of someones bungalow, and secondly, the occupier, a gentleman of around 60, was in the garden, lying on a sun lounger, totally naked.
‘I am so sorry!’ I said, with a little embarrassment, ‘I thought this would lead me to the public path’.
‘It used to’ he replied, ‘but that was washed away years ago’.
I tried not to look directly at him too much, but I had noticed his cock lying on his inner thigh.
‘Please’ he said, ‘you look very hot, would you like a drink?’
Before I had time to answer, he was pouring what looked like some home-made lemonade into a glass, with lots of ice.
‘Thank you’, I said. ‘That’s just what I need. It is so hot tonight’.
As he poured my drink and passed it to me, he sat up and placed a leg either side of the lounger, allowing his cock to settle between his legs. It was about average in size, may be 6 inches, but quite thick, and totally shaved like mine.
‘My name is Sid, please take a seat’.
‘I am John, thanks for the drink, and I am so sorry that I have invaded your garden’.
I sat a lounger beside his, and noticed that at no time did Sid make any effort to cover himself up with the towel he had on the back of his lounger.
‘I hope you don’t mind John, I live on my own, and like a bit of naturism, get the sun on the old body when we get it’. He laughed.
‘Not at all Sid, it’s your garden, and I am the one who interrupted your sun bathing’.
I looked at Sid. He was a little overweight, but still looked fit for his guessed age of 60ish, with dark hair receding just a little.
‘Why don’t you join me John? If both of us are naked, neither of us will feel embarrassed. Don’t worry, you are the first person to use that way up in over twenty years, and no-one walks past here’.
My cotton shirt was damp with sweat, so it was actually really nice to take it off, and let the breeze cool me off.
‘Take your shorts off as well John, its ok, honestly’.
I undid the button and zip, and felt a bit strange stripping off in front of some bloke I had only just met, but I was roasting in them.
As I took them off I saw Sid look intently at my own cock, and he made no effort to hide the fact that he was.
‘That looks nice John’.
‘Sorry, what?’ I didn’t know how to take this.
‘Your cock John, it looks very nice, shaved like mine too. I’m bisexual, so can appreciate a fine looking penis when I see one, which isn’t too often to be honest’.
‘Oh, thanks Sid. Yours looks nice too, and I’m the same with regards being bisexual’.
‘Good’. He said.
The conversation changed then to general chit chat, the news, the weather, how he would only have a garden for another 6 years or so, before the sea takes it. It was nice.
The conversation sort of petered out, and we both just laid there relaxing and taking in the last of the evening sun.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Sid had started to gently stroke his cock. I turned my head, trying not to make it too obvious, and watched, as very slowly Sid’s cock began to grow and harden to his touch.
I felt my own cock react to seeing this, and placed both my hands over it, in some futile attempt to cover it up.
‘Don’t cover yourself John. If you like it, you like it! Just let it happen’.
I moved my hands away, revealing an almost fully erect cock to Sid, who licked his dry lips.
Sid’s cock had grown to a firm and upright specimen, with the bright sunlight glistening off a small amount of pre-cum that was beading on the head of this impressive object.
‘Why don’t you bring that over here for me John?’
I was very turned on, and did as I was asked.
I walked the couple of steps to Sid’s sun longer, and when I was within reach, he gently grasped my hard cock with one hand, and directed my right leg over him, so I was standing straddled over him.
Without saying anything, he pulled me down so I was sitting on his thighs, with our full balls and long shafts touching.
With both hands, he surrounded our shafts together, and really gently, started to stroke them. He momentarily stopped and reached for his tanning oil, and squeezed a few drops onto our throbbing cocks. It felt so good, sliding his hands the full length, gently squeezing our balls together, and paying extra attention to the heads of our engorged penis’s, rubbing the cum slits together, and smearing our pre-cum around, mixing it with the small amount of oil.
I leaned forward and placed my hands on the back of Sids lounger, and started to move my hips in a rhythmic motion.
At this point, and again without saying anything, Sid gripped my cock, and pulled it and me towards his mouth. Keeping my hands on the back, I stood and moved forward until I felt my cock enter Sid’s mouth. There was no kissing it or licking it, it just went straight in, and to some depth too.
I was in absolute heaven as his tongue danced around the underside of my shaft. One of his hands gripped and twisted around the shaft, as the other hand gently stroked and squeezed my balls.
Once again, I began to slowly thrust into Sids mouth and throat, with moans of pleasure now emanating from both our mouths.
Sid was giving me a lovely, sloppy sucking, my favourite, and when there was too much saliva covering my cock, Sid would lick and suck it all off, down to my hanging balls, before returning to long sucking strokes.
I looked over my shoulder, and even with Sids hands wrapped around my cock, his was standing bolt upright, and looking very very hard indeed, with clear pre-cum now covering the whole head, and a little making its way down his impressive length.
I extracted myself from Sids willing mouth, and placing the towel on the decking, knelt at the end of the lounger. He opened his legs, putting his feet on the deck, as I lowered my mouth onto him. He tasted a little salty, but sweet with it, as I moved my tongue around his cock, taking more and more until he was very nearly in my throat, but not quite. I gripped his cock and balls with my hands as I started to slowly pump my mouth up and down, pausing occasionally to smear saliva and pre-cum around my cheeks and lips, before devouring his cock again.
Sid moaned loudly as I worked his cock with my hands and mouth.
I was feeling close to cumming just doing this, which was just as well as Sid told me he was close too.
‘Do you want my hot spunk John?’ Sid asked.
‘Mmmmm, yes please Sid. I want to swallow your load. Do you want mine?’
‘Fuck ye, right down my throat’.
As I stood up from between Sids legs, he reached behind and lowered the back of the lounger, to a horizontal position.
He laid flat, and I took up a position along him, in a classic 69.
Sid guided my throbbing cock into his mouth, and I lowered my mouth onto his, expectant of the hot load I was going to take from him.
I began to bob up and down, deep and long, gently speeding up as Sid grasped my hips to pull me deep too. I was starting to thrust and fuck his mouth as he lifted his hips to meet my throat.
We both sped up into a sucking frenzy, moaning loudly as, at exactly the same time, hot cum was released into waiting mouths.
I pushed my mouth down as far as it would go without gagging, feeling shot after shot of sweet salty jizz flow over my tongue, making me swallow it all. Sid pulled me in as I bucked and twitched, allowing my own cum to fill his mouth, feeling him swallow it before sucking for more.
We were both drained and sweating profusely, but as the frenzy subsided, we both continued to lick and squeeze and suck every drop of cum from each others cocks, savouring the taste.
I stood up onto unsteady feet, and asked Sid if he wanted some lemonade.
‘I’ll need to get more ice’. He said.
Last night I was taking in the early evening heat, with it still in the high-twenties at 6 O’clock, along the East Norfolk coast. The occasional cooling breeze hit me, but they were few and far between. I had enough, and decided that I had better head back to the car, and get some water in me.
I scanned the cliffs looking for a path to get up, but as this part of the British coastline was susceptible to serious coastal erosion, I had to walk a further mile or so before I came across what looked like a way up.
I climbed some rocks about half way up, then used the remains of a path, that had long ago succumbed to Mother Nature’s wrath.
I reached the top, sweating somewhat, and was surprised by two things. First, it was actually the back garden of someones bungalow, and secondly, the occupier, a gentleman of around 60, was in the garden, lying on a sun lounger, totally naked.
‘I am so sorry!’ I said, with a little embarrassment, ‘I thought this would lead me to the public path’.
‘It used to’ he replied, ‘but that was washed away years ago’.
I tried not to look directly at him too much, but I had noticed his cock lying on his inner thigh.
‘Please’ he said, ‘you look very hot, would you like a drink?’
Before I had time to answer, he was pouring what looked like some home-made lemonade into a glass, with lots of ice.
‘Thank you’, I said. ‘That’s just what I need. It is so hot tonight’.
As he poured my drink and passed it to me, he sat up and placed a leg either side of the lounger, allowing his cock to settle between his legs. It was about average in size, may be 6 inches, but quite thick, and totally shaved like mine.
‘My name is Sid, please take a seat’.
‘I am John, thanks for the drink, and I am so sorry that I have invaded your garden’.
I sat a lounger beside his, and noticed that at no time did Sid make any effort to cover himself up with the towel he had on the back of his lounger.
‘I hope you don’t mind John, I live on my own, and like a bit of naturism, get the sun on the old body when we get it’. He laughed.
‘Not at all Sid, it’s your garden, and I am the one who interrupted your sun bathing’.
I looked at Sid. He was a little overweight, but still looked fit for his guessed age of 60ish, with dark hair receding just a little.
‘Why don’t you join me John? If both of us are naked, neither of us will feel embarrassed. Don’t worry, you are the first person to use that way up in over twenty years, and no-one walks past here’.
My cotton shirt was damp with sweat, so it was actually really nice to take it off, and let the breeze cool me off.
‘Take your shorts off as well John, its ok, honestly’.
I undid the button and zip, and felt a bit strange stripping off in front of some bloke I had only just met, but I was roasting in them.
As I took them off I saw Sid look intently at my own cock, and he made no effort to hide the fact that he was.
‘That looks nice John’.
‘Sorry, what?’ I didn’t know how to take this.
‘Your cock John, it looks very nice, shaved like mine too. I’m bisexual, so can appreciate a fine looking penis when I see one, which isn’t too often to be honest’.
‘Oh, thanks Sid. Yours looks nice too, and I’m the same with regards being bisexual’.
‘Good’. He said.
The conversation changed then to general chit chat, the news, the weather, how he would only have a garden for another 6 years or so, before the sea takes it. It was nice.
The conversation sort of petered out, and we both just laid there relaxing and taking in the last of the evening sun.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Sid had started to gently stroke his cock. I turned my head, trying not to make it too obvious, and watched, as very slowly Sid’s cock began to grow and harden to his touch.
I felt my own cock react to seeing this, and placed both my hands over it, in some futile attempt to cover it up.
‘Don’t cover yourself John. If you like it, you like it! Just let it happen’.
I moved my hands away, revealing an almost fully erect cock to Sid, who licked his dry lips.
Sid’s cock had grown to a firm and upright specimen, with the bright sunlight glistening off a small amount of pre-cum that was beading on the head of this impressive object.
‘Why don’t you bring that over here for me John?’
I was very turned on, and did as I was asked.
I walked the couple of steps to Sid’s sun longer, and when I was within reach, he gently grasped my hard cock with one hand, and directed my right leg over him, so I was standing straddled over him.
Without saying anything, he pulled me down so I was sitting on his thighs, with our full balls and long shafts touching.
With both hands, he surrounded our shafts together, and really gently, started to stroke them. He momentarily stopped and reached for his tanning oil, and squeezed a few drops onto our throbbing cocks. It felt so good, sliding his hands the full length, gently squeezing our balls together, and paying extra attention to the heads of our engorged penis’s, rubbing the cum slits together, and smearing our pre-cum around, mixing it with the small amount of oil.
I leaned forward and placed my hands on the back of Sids lounger, and started to move my hips in a rhythmic motion.
At this point, and again without saying anything, Sid gripped my cock, and pulled it and me towards his mouth. Keeping my hands on the back, I stood and moved forward until I felt my cock enter Sid’s mouth. There was no kissing it or licking it, it just went straight in, and to some depth too.
I was in absolute heaven as his tongue danced around the underside of my shaft. One of his hands gripped and twisted around the shaft, as the other hand gently stroked and squeezed my balls.
Once again, I began to slowly thrust into Sids mouth and throat, with moans of pleasure now emanating from both our mouths.
Sid was giving me a lovely, sloppy sucking, my favourite, and when there was too much saliva covering my cock, Sid would lick and suck it all off, down to my hanging balls, before returning to long sucking strokes.
I looked over my shoulder, and even with Sids hands wrapped around my cock, his was standing bolt upright, and looking very very hard indeed, with clear pre-cum now covering the whole head, and a little making its way down his impressive length.
I extracted myself from Sids willing mouth, and placing the towel on the decking, knelt at the end of the lounger. He opened his legs, putting his feet on the deck, as I lowered my mouth onto him. He tasted a little salty, but sweet with it, as I moved my tongue around his cock, taking more and more until he was very nearly in my throat, but not quite. I gripped his cock and balls with my hands as I started to slowly pump my mouth up and down, pausing occasionally to smear saliva and pre-cum around my cheeks and lips, before devouring his cock again.
Sid moaned loudly as I worked his cock with my hands and mouth.
I was feeling close to cumming just doing this, which was just as well as Sid told me he was close too.
‘Do you want my hot spunk John?’ Sid asked.
‘Mmmmm, yes please Sid. I want to swallow your load. Do you want mine?’
‘Fuck ye, right down my throat’.
As I stood up from between Sids legs, he reached behind and lowered the back of the lounger, to a horizontal position.
He laid flat, and I took up a position along him, in a classic 69.
Sid guided my throbbing cock into his mouth, and I lowered my mouth onto his, expectant of the hot load I was going to take from him.
I began to bob up and down, deep and long, gently speeding up as Sid grasped my hips to pull me deep too. I was starting to thrust and fuck his mouth as he lifted his hips to meet my throat.
We both sped up into a sucking frenzy, moaning loudly as, at exactly the same time, hot cum was released into waiting mouths.
I pushed my mouth down as far as it would go without gagging, feeling shot after shot of sweet salty jizz flow over my tongue, making me swallow it all. Sid pulled me in as I bucked and twitched, allowing my own cum to fill his mouth, feeling him swallow it before sucking for more.
We were both drained and sweating profusely, but as the frenzy subsided, we both continued to lick and squeeze and suck every drop of cum from each others cocks, savouring the taste.
I stood up onto unsteady feet, and asked Sid if he wanted some lemonade.
‘I’ll need to get more ice’. He said.
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