I was feeling the wood in my pants so decided to take myself of to my favourite layby, beside the woodland where the fun was had. I parked up in front of a large white van already there, with a workie type sitting in the driver’s seat. After a few minutes, he got out of the van, and before setting off along the path leading around the forest, he stopped and fumbled at his crotch for a bit. I got the message and followed after. I saw him turn off the path and head towards the woods. Following, I could just see him in a clearing. As I got closer, I could see he had his cock out and was wanking away. As I approached, I freed my cock from my jeans and stroked it as it stiffened. Standing next to him, we both reached across and wrapped our hands round each other’s cocks. He asked me what I was into, before telling me he liked being throat fucked. At least that’s what I thought he said. But he made no effort to get his mouth on my cock. So I led the way and took him in my mouth. His cock was on the smaller side, but still felt good in my mouth. I licked and sucked for a bit before standing up again, whereupon he got to his knees and took me in his mouth. His head started bobbing backwards and forwards, as he tried to take all of me in his mouth. I let him continue for a bit and then decided to see if he did want throat fucked. I held his head in both my hands and started thrusting back and forward, pulling his head in rhythm on to my cock. I could feel him gagging at times, but he made no effort to stop. I pulled my saliva covered cock out and saw and heard him gulp air, as I started to slap his face with my hard on. I gripped his hair on top of his head. His eyes were watering and he was dripping saliva. I thrust my cock back in and started again, more forcefully this time, gripping his head with both hands. He coughed, gagged and spluttered, saliva dripping from his mouth. I kept on, and then pulled my cock out and wanked it in front of his face briefly, till I was about to come, then thrust back in his mouth, fucking his throat before shooting my load in a couple of deep thrusts. I gripped the hair on his head, holding him against my crotch till I finished coming. I pulled out. My cock was dripping saliva. He was on his knees, bare arsed, his cock stiff in front of him, eyes watering, nose running, mouth hanging open dripping saliva and cum. I zipped up and left him like that – ready for the next visitor.