My first ass filled bareback was in June about 10 years ago. Fucking a guy hadn't been my priority as long as I was fucking with a condom on: there are plenty of enjoyable things to do outside of ass fucking. I was already a fan of playing with guy's fluids, but it was always with a condom when a guy wanted my cock in his ass. And then there was this June evening, at a well-known rest area on the Lannemezan plateau between Tarbes and Toulouse, the Bandouliers area (well named). A fairly large wooded area, toilet block in the middle, circular path all around behind fir trees, with parking spaces next to each other, and especially nooks and crannies further away. At that time there were at least two passages in the fence to go even further into the surrounding woods. But it happened in the toilet. It was around 8:30 p.m., I had parked in the main parking lot in front of the toilet building. Almost no one, 4 or 5 trucks in the HGV parking lot further away, but no truck driver visible. I was cho, balls full, in shorts and sandals. I sat on a picnic table to the left of the building, visible from the parking lot. I smoke. Waiting. A car arrives, the guy parks two spaces from mine. He gets out of his crate and enters the toilet. In his sixties, costo, balding hair, graying short hair, 4-day beard, virile face, very masculine nose, in Bermuda shorts (big thighs) and t-shirt. Totally my thing... but I'm not moving. He comes out quite quickly, but stops in front of the outdoor sink, lights a cigarette... and goes around the building to the other side. I still don't move, I wait. And as I expected, he slowly reappears from behind the building, standing where I can see him but not visible from the parking lot. He pulled down his Bermuda shorts, he's hard, he's regularly hairy without being shaggy, but he has good hairy thighs, his stomach too, bush around his dick, love it. I haven't moved but we look at each other. Slowly, he recovers, walks along the building and enters the toilet again. Still no truckers in sight, just him and me at that moment. I'm.Inside, four urinals, and two enclosed toilets (fairly large). Except that both doors are open, the guy is invisible, I approach the second door, the guy is already naked in Adidas, cock erect (that good big hairy and stocky dick), gaze fixed on mine, I close the door behind me, I'll get naked. We make out, he smells like the guy, like me, I lick his armpit hair, he jerks me off, but it's me who bends down to suck that fucking hairy cock, sniffing his balls like two big chestnuts , at the same time I caress his thighs, behind his knees, very fleshy buttocks, with hair also in the valley. I lick from the balls to the glans, I drool: good rut, him too. Quite quickly, he bends down, lies down on the ground, the 69 is on the program. The toilet is clean, cold tiles, but we're pretty cool. He takes care of my cock, I continue on his, I sit on my back, he guessed and comes to place his bear ass on my face while eating my cock. For me, eating a hairy ass of ripe costo is the big thing. The guy's ass isn't dirty, but the line has sweated, I sniff, I lick the hairs, I caress his big calves, his thighs, his sides, his back at the same time. My tongue begins to explore his hole, not a shit taste, but a man taste, just the right amount of spice (connoisseurs understand me). It lasts, no speed. No signs of activity or movement outside. He knows how to lick my well-opened and wet cock, and I gorge myself on this flesh, this hair, this guy's hole, supple, intoxicating, open. The guy is having fun, expressive without overplaying, perfect. In the toilet, daylight is fading, but fortunately electric lighting has not yet taken over. I love this atmosphere, I drool like a dog eating his balls and ass. Suddenly he gets up. He leans against the wall, palms flat, rump offered, dreamy thighs. Without looking at me he said to me: Fuck me. Deep, horny voice, the tone is not overexcited, rather calm b ...

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