I'd been curious for a while but I had never acted upon it, but recently that changed. I had a free weekend and found myself at the cinema watching a late film. Upon leaving the cinema I was feeling horny and adventurous, so I googled some local dogging spots when I got back to my car. I set off for the first location which was about 20 minutes away. I nearly missed the turn when I arrived, but I managed to find the most secluded location imaginable. It was just a shame it was so secluded that no one was there! Whilst I waited, I exited the car and removed my boxers from underneath my tracksuit bottoms, and the t-shirt from under my hoodie, before zipping my hoodie back up. I was already wearing a rubber cock-ring around the base of my shaft and balls. Realising that there was unlikely to be any activity at this spot, I searched for the next location. As I drove I slowly stroked my cock and teased the pre-cum at the tip, derived from a mixture of nerves, anxiety, and sexual desire. When I arrived at the next location it was not as secluded as the first, but private enough. If anything it gave me hope that someone might actually turn up. Maybe the first location was too secluded. Female, male, couples, it didn't bother me, but I secretly was hoping for my first guy. Stroking, teasing, and waiting, but no one came by. I drove from one location to the next and found the same. No one was around where ever I went. During this time i'd been edging, but refusing to release as I was intent that I'd find what I was looking for eventually. My final search led me to a layby. It was over 3 hours since I'd left the cinema, and late night had now very much become the early hours of the morning. The layby was long, and hidden behind a thick tree line. As I drove through there was a transit with no life inside, and a couple of lorries, but at the very end there was a lone car. I parked in front of it, bonets facing eachother but probably at least 40 feet away. I turned off my engine and waited. My heart was racing and amazingly I'd gone limp. Hours of fondling myself but at the crucial moment my pounding heart had sucked the blood from me. I stroked my cock back to life but there was no movement from the car in front, or any of the signals I'd read about on sites like this. Nerves got the better of me and I started my engine and drove out of the layby. Maybe they weren't interested, or there for the same reason that I was? In passing the car I could see that there was someone in it. As I drove out of the layby, and due to it's length, I decided to loop back around to see if anyone else had entered who might be interested. As I re-entered the layby I pulled up relatively close to the entrance. No new cars were present but suddenly I noticed that car at the far end had began to drive out in my direction. I expected the car to pass me, but instead it parked in front of my car and was now only 20 feet away. As I sat there I saw the car's indicators flash once, or had I? However, it was late, and I had been searching for hours and if I'm honest, I was desperate for some release. I exited my car and approached the car on foot. As I got closer in the dark I realised that the driver's door was open, so I made my way around the back of the car to where the driver was sitting. A guy was sitting there, gently stroking his own cock. Guy: "Evening, what are you looking for?" Me: "I just want to watch" This was my first time dogging, and first time engaging with a guy in this manner. I was nervous as hell but I'd gotten this far. He stepped out of his car and told me to watch as he continued to stroke his cock. Mine had come to life so I lowered my tracksuit bottoms low, so he could see my cock, and I unzipped my hoodie so I could feel the cold night on my chest. I was so close already, and it was tough keeping myself from cumming whilst watching us both wank. Then he reached out and took my cock in his hand. I was shocked, but so turned on that the initial contact nearly made me cum immediately. I pulled away to try and compose myself, but thankfully he reined me back in and took my cock in his hand again. I leant back against his car and moaned as he quickly wanked me to orgasm, my cum shooting far and then dropping onto his hand. It took minimal effort. He then finished himself off before I could even compose myself. I thanked him and we went our separate ways. On my way home I realised that I had not even touched him. Maybe on my next free weekend I can retify that and have a cock in my hand for the first time. Maybe more? Any advice?