Date: Fri, 01 Apr 2022 14:38:34 +0000
From: Buzz
Subject: Wilderness Hiking Surprises Chapter 2

		  Wilderness Hiking Surprises  Chapter 2

Recently on a day off during the middle of the week it was especially
nice outside so I packed lightly for a hike in the local forest. It is a
short drive but I still like to take some snacks and water and a few
survival tools just in case. This time I also carried my Native American
flute which I love to play when alone in the woods. It had been weeks
since my last outing and I was really looking forward to a little play
time with my instruments.
     Parking in my normal wayside I put on my backpack and hit the trail.
As usual I ventured off the main popular hiking trail and found a sort of
clearing that was dappled with sunshine. There was a downed tree that
would make a convenient seat if needed. My beach towel provided a clean
place to sit on a bed of leaves after I removed my clothes, except for my
boots. For a while I just basked in the warm sun and listened to the wind
blowing the trees around me. It seemed like a very private spot and I
decided to make it a regular resting place. Soon I took the flute and
began softly playing. There is something soothing about the sound of a
flute in the forest. I did notice my manhood was soaking up the sun as
well and it stirred a little, an indication that it had been neglected.
But not for long!
     It seemed that there were new sounds of leaves and twigs being
stepped on. I stopped playing and just listened. The noises stopped. I
looked all around but could not determine where they had come from.
Figuring it was a deer or squirrel, I began to play the flute again. This
time I was sure something was near. I kept playing while at the same time
looking for the intruder. There was some movement behind some brush. It
was no wild animal, but a large man. I couldn't make out much of his
features but from what I could see he was certainly a man. I put the
flute down and started to reach for my shirt to cover up with. Then he
came out of hiding. He was in a uniform. A park ranger!

     He approached and the first thing he said was not to bother trying
to hide my nakedness. He had already seen it all. I asked him if I was
doing anything illegal and he grinned and told me to relax. He had been
making his usual rounds in the park and heard the music and was just
curious to find where it came from. He then looked straight at my limp 6
inches of cock. I in turn gazed at his pants and noticed a definite
impressive bulge. My cock began to ascend towards my visitor. At that
time his look became more than a grin, but what appeared to be lust. My
courage was up as well so I asked him if I could keep playing the flute
and he apparently knew I was referring to his instrument because he
unzipped his fly and pulled out a magnificent piece of man-meat. It was
throbbing and massive! I am no slouch in the cock department but he was
enormous. I wanted to play that thing but at the same time I knew I would
not be able to take it all.
     I rose and leaned against the fallen tree and he walked closer, then
completely removed his pants. He was extremely hairy but there would
never be enough hair to hide that monster cock. To my surprise he got on
his knees and began to love my own big piece of meat. I could tell it was
not what he was used to but he was certainly determined. He licked my
knob and cupped my large balls, which are closely shaved, and seemed
enthralled. When his left hand came up to my hard chest I noticed for the
first time his wedding band. Could it be he was `straight'? If you saw
him now you would not think so because he was going to town slurping my
hard 8 inches. I grabbed his ears and told him to slow down and let me
join him. We both laid on the towel and went into a deep kiss. Then I
lowered my head and did my best to take his cock in my mouth. His was the
biggest I had ever tasted. Within seconds he started moaning and shaking
and the cum shot out of the plum-head of his cock and filled my mouth.
Then, though he seemed a little embarrassed, he went ahead and took
notice of my throbbing cock, licking and sucking for all his might.
Before letting my own cum fly, I stopped him and told him to turn around
and face the log and spread his legs. He looked frightened, which seemed
funny for such a large manly man, but he complied. My cock was wet with
his spit so I gently started to slide it into his ass. He squirmed and
complained at first but soon relaxed and allowed my to christen his hole.
It was extremely tight and that coupled with my excitement caused me to
lose it. I pumped his ass full of my cum until it was dripping out.
     Then we both lay down again and relaxed, and I noticed his man-meat
was aroused again already. This time I gave him a slow and sensual
blow-job until he shot off all over my face, and then with my
encouragement he licked it off and kissed me deeply. We both heard some
leaves rustle and immediately broke away, got dressed, and left the
clearing, promising to meet another day.