Being older now and allegedly wiser random meetings and going to cruising site were not really of interest to me nowadays. And you now instantly that this tale is about to continue with a ‘however!’ However, on Wednesday morning, I was on the road early and as I drove along I was getting flash backs to the dream I was having when I woke up. This got me feeling instantly horny and as the daylight began to break I realised I was close to one of my old haunts. What the hell, I thought to myself, I was ahead of schedule so where was the harm in stopping for a nice wank. As it always had been, the little car park was riddle with puddles and uneven ground, a mound of earth and rubble around its perimeter which I always guessed was to stop travellers getting too comfortable. The difference now was there was not height barrier so I was quite surprised to see a small camper van in there, it clearly had been all night. I rolled in quietly and sat still for a while, seeing what the lie of the land was. After no movement I decided to go for it and got out and headed to the small break in the perimeter and into the wooded area. To my horror a car pulled in just as I stepped out of site and I thought, oh well, bang goes that idea. I figured I would take a circle around the place, gert back to my car and be on my way. It was a good plan, but feel totally short as what I remembered as open paths were not either blocked off or thoroughly over grown and so impassable. I had been out of my car about five minutes when I started to head back. Visibility was good by now and on my way I clocked the shape of some one to my left, standing stock still and facing away from me. In hindsight, fear and suspicion should have been natural reactions, but I found myself on autopilot like I had been years before. A fellow outdoors fan I thought to myself. I stood watching him, trying to make out any movements or hint as to what he was doing. It my eyes a while to catch up as I realised that his trouser were down round his thighs. Okay, I thought, this could be on after all… I made some noise to get noticed and then turned back to go to a spot I had seen earlier. It was my kind of spot, dense leaves made a semi circle which if you stood in such a way would keep you out of site of the obvious path. I unbuttoned my fly and pushed my jeans down. The cold air teased my balls and my cock felt chilled to my grip. Leaning back slightly I looked down the path to see my companion walking towards me with glances all around him as he did. Better to be safe than sorry I agreed silently, but knew we were alone as I had not heard any other engines or tyres approaching. He was a little shorter than me and stockier. We nodded in greeting to each other as stepped in to what felt like my little booth. I suddenly came across feeling so aroused, as his hand brushed my thigh and he wasted not time grabbing my now rock hard cock. “Lovely,” he said as he tugged me with one hand while the other grabbed my bum, pawing my cheek while he let his fingers pull on it, letting air blow down my crack. I love being handled like this and even more so as his hand movements became urgent and he clumsily wanked me and let his fingers slip, now I felt him brush my arsehole. I moaned softly at him, “Normally dead here, I was not expecting company.” “Oh, you are doing just fine,” I told him. He grunted an ‘mmmm’ in reply and let go off my cock to send his hand up inside my shirt. His hand felt cool on my chest and then my nipple as he pinched it causing my knees to nearly buckle with the sensation. I did it twice more and I leant into until with a start I stood upright again, feeling his hand once more firmly on my bum but this time with a finger down my crack and pushing on my hole. I was breathing hard now as I moaned out once more and he moved behind me. “Oh god,” I whispered as I reached to my pocket and offered him a condom. I slid my hands through the leaves and branches so I could lean on the trunk of a tree as him moved back slightly and I heard the plastic unwrap and familiar noises of him rubbering up. He made a spitting noise and then he moved up to me once more, I bent forwards naturally, feeling so wanton and filthy so keen to be fucked like this. He nudged at me a couple of time and then let out a gasp, “I was not expecting company,” he reminded me, “I haven’t got any lube.” “Me neither,” I informed him so I let go of the tree and let as much saliva as I could fall from my tongue into my palm. I reached back to apply it his cock, “Jesus Christ!” I exclaimed as I closed my hand around him. He was so thick even touching it so briefly as I was planning to, I could not resist stroking it up and down, “Oh my god,” I said as I turned to face him and look down at his cock, “We aren’t getting that in without some help!” He looked embarrassed, but I assured him it was just disappointment on my part, he had no reason to be embarrassed! “Damn,” he said, “I really needed to get off too!” “Hold on stud,” I answered quickly, “That is not going to be a problem,” I reassured him. We stood facing each other, wanking each other’s cocks, I was lost in how good it felt, I had forgotten he still had the condom on! His hand took my nipples again and once more my body flinched with pleasure. “Fuck, I want your cock,” I told him and took a step back so I could bend down to it, “Shit,” I said as the horrid rubber taste hit my lips ad tongue. I stood as he pulled on my cock and pinched my nipples and I fought to get the stretched rubber off him. He pulled it the last bit and moved again to stand behind me. This time I felt his finger on my hole in the smooth rubber and he pushed it in with ease and the forcefully deep up into me. “That feels nice,” he said, “I can feel it kissing on my fingers.” I moaned and pushed back on him feeling the rest of hand on my bum as he got what I realised was two digits all in me. I was rubbing his cock hard now and it ‘fapped’ as his foreskin rode back and forth in my hand. “Oh god, oh god,” he seemed to plea and his body went tell-tale tense. I pulled myself away from his grip and bent forward once more. Ignoring the grim taste and feel that condom had left behind, I plunged my mouth forwards, feeling the lips pull almost painfully at the edges. His fat tip filled my mouth as I reached a hand up to circle my thing and forefinger around his base, just not able to make them connect. Jerking his hips he involuntarily rode in and out. He pushed that back of my throat but I just managed to keep enough of him clear to save me from gagging. My reward, I heard his groaning and then got the hot release of his come and welcomed the first two squirts down my relaxed throat. I pulled back a little, feeling the need for some air but managed to keep him in, with my lips firmly planted on his helmet I took the rest of his come, a full hot wet mouthful, licking all around him until he pulled back to stop the attack in his over sensitive nob. I stood up to keep my balance and was greeted by his huge smile. We had moved somehow and this was a good thing as I leant back on to a tree to keep my balance. I smiled as he tucked his bog cock back into his shorts and pulled his trousers straight. I expected him to leave, but instead he put both hands up my shirt and pinched my nipples. I took my cock in hand, deep in the moment and wanked. My arse twitched and I put a hand to my cheek, ‘mmm why today of all days did I not have lube?’ I berated myself. We looked in each others eyes and I brought my hand to my mouth, saliva and come leaked from my lips onto my fingers and then I reached behind me and pushed, with ease, two fingers back inside me. It was all I needed on top of him working my nipples and like as quick as before, he dropped to his haunches and kissed my tip, then opened his mouth to receive my load. He pushed all the way down on me and I felt it tighten around me as I got all in and then the ecstatic pulse of my seed firing down his throat now. “Fucking sweet,” he announced, “Thanks, buddy that was just right.” I leant there catching my breath as like a true gent he pulled a napkin from his pocket for me to wipe my fingers on. I let him have a minute’s lead on me before I headed back to my car. There were no new arrivals, but I could not help but blush and walk sheepishly past the old couple who were now having a cigarette and a brew in front of their motorhome.