At the Reservoir

When I was about down to the bridge, he smiled and said it was a nice day for a hike, and was that what I was out here for? I agreed that was why I was here (it seemed fairly obvious; this was a hiking trail and I wasn’t tuned into other possibilities). As I got up to him, he pointed to my T-shirt and asked if I’d gone to the football game Saturday night. I said no, but I’d listened to it on the radio. We exchanged a few pleasantries about the game—our university had won in the last second by one point when the opponents failed to convert a touchdown extra point. He seemed to want to chat, but I was hiking, so I moved on.

About ten minutes later, I encountered him again where trails intersected. I’d taken the long route; he’d taken the short. He had stripped off his T and was sitting on a fallen tree. Big smile, pretty good musculature. He asked again whether I was only there to hike. I was starting to get the message and answered that, yes, that was all I’d come to do and what else would there to be to do on a hiking trail in the woods? Well, there’s sex, he answered, and gave me “that look” up and down. Then he said he’d be moving off “there” in the woods, and if I was interested, I could follow him.

Now, I don’t get all that much now (but some: *grin*) and have been thinking a lot about sex recently. So, I thought, what the hell. And I followed him into the woods. He went straight for a secluded spot, well away from the trails and near the shore of the town’s reservoir. He obviously had picked the spot out already. There was a big fallen tree there where you had to perch up just a little to sit. He laid his shirt on top of this and then turned to me as I approached, and I just went into his arms. He stripped my shirt off and laid it on the fallen tree with his and then we did some kissing and chest rubbing and hand exploring. He pushed my shorts and briefs down and off and I did the same for him, and then we did some more kissing and rubbing together of tits and navels and cocks. We both murmured that we liked what we found. Kept our voices down, because, although we probably wouldn’t be seen, we likely could have been heard at some distance, especially with the lake so near by.