The good weather is back, the sap is rising, it's nature. Visits to my usual lovers are more frequent, and if they can't see me, I sometimes go to the forest where there are places frequented by men in my situation. Parked, I take a wide path frequented by leisurely walkers. They're not there to stretch their legs, and furtive glances size up any hiker they pass. There were a few cars in the parking lot, but the path is deserted. I continue on and turn onto a small path that leads into denser undergrowth. There's no one there. I stop in front of two fir trees whose drooping leaves make the place somewhat secluded. The ground is covered with pine needles and also with trash that leaves no doubt as to the use of the place... My pants fall to mid-thigh, and I'm gently masturbating when I hear branches crack. A cyclist in full gear appears, his mountain bike in hand. He watches me for a moment and approaches after parking his bike. His outfit reveals a clearly visible erection. He approaches without a word, and his hand replaces mine on my hardening cock. He frees his penis, which springs forth proudly. I return the caress on this beautiful, offered member, then lean down to take it in my mouth. The caress seems to be appreciated; the cyclist breathes harder. A hand slides up my back to reach the top of my buttocks. A finger stops at my anus and finds that it's already lubricated—an invitation. My cyclist makes me stand up, turns me around while pulling my pants down completely, and pulls my sweatshirt up almost over my head. There's a rustling sound, and pressure is exerted on my anus, forcing it open, penetrating me with small thrusts until he disappears inside me. I lean against the tree; he grips my hips and deliciously rams me, letting out sighs. It feels so good. Suddenly he pulls away from me and positions me facing his exposed penis. My mouth is immediately assaulted, his glans forcing its way down my throat. He thrusts hard, just like he did in my ass. I sit up to catch my breath and discover two voyeurs watching us, jerking off their engorged penises. The c ...

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