I run our local lakes to keep fit and suck cock. There a guy I have noticed a few times but never sure if he was a player. Turns out one night I met him along the track by the railway. We chatted bout his photography and he took out his camera to show me his pics. I pretended to be more than interested as he flicked thru his collection. His left hand hung strangely straight and very close to my cock. Causally he brushed across my running shorts with his left hand. Rubbing my cock as he did. I sighed, that’s a nice one as he moved his hand onto my cock. I again breathed out a sigh. You like that he enquired. Yes I sighed. He squeezed my cock and said follow me. He moved towards a thicket and before he disappeared behind a bush, he turns round, points at my shorts. Take them off, he demanded. I stood there on the track. Dropped my shorts and running short and following him naked except for my shoes. He was stood there and smiling as he looked upon my hard cock. Glad to see me then. He says, kneel he says I did and was eyeball to his crotch. Get to it, he commands. I released his stocky cock and slowly lowered my head onto his shaft. The scent of his cock and the feel of it stiffening in my mouth pleased me. His strings hands held me tight as he emptied his sac down my throat. Once done. He left me with a mouth full of his cum as he zipped up and walked away. Leaving me naked on my knees with a mouthful of a strangers cum. Wonderful