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Arranged a meet in some woods on the outside of town. They were private woods that were fenced off but I’d done some exploring and knew how to gain access. They were near a known cruising spot but I much prefer outdoor meets without being interrupted by other cruisers. It’s a huge area of woodland and rhododendrons with lots of quiet clearings and paths. I’d found one very out of the way clearing that you access by ducking under some rhododendrons which formed a low tunnel of leaves and branches. Once through you were in small clearing with trees and bushes all around.
I’d sent the guy directions and a series of What3words references showing where to park, where to get into the woods, which trail to take and where to find the access to the clearing I was in. We also shared live location on WhatsApp. It was a warm spring day and I’d got there and stripped down so I was just wearing trainers and a jockstrap (navy pouch and white straps). I’d also brought a blanket to kneel on. Checking my phone I could see he was getting closer. I knelt down and faced the spot where he would enter the clearing and held my hands behind my back.
We’d connected on fab and he was after a submissive masculine man and enjoyed outdoor fun too. He came across as dominant and from his pics he was packing a decent sized uncut cock. A closeted married bi guy who occasionally wants to use a cock hungry man. Perfection. I definitely switch between being sub and dom depending on who I’m with but this guy was flipping all of my sub switches.
I could hear the crunch of leaves moving closer and felt my own excitement levels building up as my cock started straining the pouch of my jock. I could now see him vaguely through the bushes and he stopped at the “tunnel” of rhododendrons. After a second he ducked and made his way through. He emerged and stood up. 6’2” with dark hair and a short trimmed beard. Broad shouldered and thick thighed wearing a black tracksuit, the top open to reveal a white t shirt. A hint of a dad belly showing. From the pics we’d shared I knew that beneath the t shirt there was a hot rug of dark fur. If I’ve got a type it’s this and the sight of him had me rock solid and horny as fuck.
He stood there and we made eye contact. He smiled at me although to be more accurate his smile was probably more of a smirk as he moved a hand to his crotch as he started to stroke his growing cock through the fabric of his tracksuit bottoms. My eyes were drawn down and I let out a low moan as I could see a growing thick tube of cock angling towards his left hip. I licked my lips and looked back up at him as he just stood there for what seemed like an eternity. He was definitely in control and let the sexual tension build as teased me with his confident sexual presence and slow stroking. I needed to serve him and he could totally see my growing hunger. Eventually he slowly walked towards me. I could tell he liked what he saw and was clearly getting off on the submissive, needy, hungry look I was giving him. He stopped about half a metre from me and I held his gaze as my heart pounded in my chest at the thrill of it all. In my peripheral vision I could still see he was stroking his meaty cock through his trackies but I kept my eyes on his, my hands still held behind my back.
“Ready to serve?”
The only words he would actually speak and it wasn’t really a question, but the deep, rough lust filled tone spiralled me further into submissive heaven.
“Yes Sir”
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