The first time I heard about the Bois de Montmaur, I told myself that I had to go and check for myself even if the stories we were telling were true. But I admit that I have always been a little afraid. Indeed, he told himself that, in a somewhat discreet way, it was possible to meet men to go deep into the woods and get off ... I had always been afraid of running into a violent stranger, afterwards. everything, you never know who you run into. But one evening, I was in the car, I came home from work, and all of a sudden, I started to get hard like a donkey. I couldn't take it anymore. Adept at quick meetings on the internet, it was impossible for me to take out my laptop to check if someone was available. Considering the urgency, I therefore made the decision to go through the woods. I then parked in the parking lot, the ball in the stomach but the stiff tail. I then started to climb the path, which leads to a red fire hydrant, and to another path on the right which I took. There a few men were there, rubbing their pants. I already imagined their very stiff tail. Indeed, all around, small paths plunged into the woods, so I decided to go for a walk. As I started to walk, I heard footsteps behind me, I decided not to turn around. When I stopped, the steps also stopped. I understood that I was being followed by an interested man. So I decided to sink into a clearing, get out my cock to start jerking off. I stroked slowly when I felt 2 hands behind me that began to caress my chest. I turned around and saw a man, in his forties, who could not look away from my cock. His first words were: - active or passive? - the 2 I replied. But above all, I want to be sucked, to wank a good cock, and to stuff a good hole.Neither one nor two, the man knelt down and took my cock in the mouth. I felt his tongue pass around my penis, down on my rod to end up on my balls. I saw his hand reach into his pocket to pull out a bottle of poppers. He handed me the bottle, then I sniffed in each nostril, while his tongue roamed my cock. It was then that through the foliage, I saw a figure advancing, cock in hand. We were being spied on. I winked at the man who had just arrived, and offered to join us. The man sucking me did not need to be asked, he took the cock of my new companion in his hands while I kissed him. He had done well to be the one ...

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