Here I am there, months that I hesitate to launch myself for good, me who has always been straight, but here I am, my hands are shaking a little. I park the car on a small asphalted square on the edge of this wood whose reputation is obviously well established. I feel an excitement mingled with questioning, behind me several sports cars are also parked, I look at the plates which are German. I told myself that this is my luck, for the first time I decided to do something concrete, and it is precisely the day and the place that these tourists chose to stop there. Never mind, I don't take the risk to go for a walk a little further. I get out of the car, light a cigarette, and walk up the path that leads into the woods, nonchalantly. My excitement made me want to urinate, I pull away a bit further and pull out my cock to release the pressure. While I hadn't seen anything before, I turn my head at the sound of a cracking branch. It is there that I see him, smiling and looking good-natured, a fiftieth in jeans and a leather jacket walks past me without depriving himself to take a look at what I am holding in my hands and walks away. little. I see him a few meters away, almost motionless, from behind, his right hand slipping towards his crotch. I start without thinking and come to stand at his height, a smile on my lips, without a word I watch him masturbate. His cock isn't quite hard but it's already a good size and I can't look away. " How old are you ? »He asks me in a soft voice, I answer him that I am thirty years old, and then he answers me« ha, you could be my son ... ». Despite this sentence a little out of context, I see his tail swelling suddenly to become a prodigious high and infallible stake. I understand that this age difference turns him on and gently approach his hand to start jerking him off, he immediately released a groan of satisfaction and slightly arched the pelvis to allow me full access to his member. Noticing the tourists through the branches, he said to me "do you want us to move away a bit?" We could be seen ... ”. But these drivers are far enough away and too focused on their cars to notice us. I then squeeze his cock a little in my hand by ...

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