On the Green

When I was in my early forties I decided to start playing golf again after a number of years not playing. I bought new clubs, joined a local golf course, practised a lot, etc. to get better.

Over the course of a couple of years I got pretty good and actually entered a few tournaments at my club. No matter how much I practised, however, there was one particular hole on the course that I couldn't master. There was a tournament coming up the next weekend and I wanted to do well, so I went out a couple of evenings after work to play some practice rounds. When I got to this particular hole, I was again frustrated by my inability to do well.

It was getting late in the evening and the sun was going down. I looked around and realized there was no one else on the course. At this point I took matters into my own hands, literally. I walked onto the green and unzipped my pants and pulled out my quickly rising cock. I was so wound up from all the frustration I had been feeling that it didn't take long to really get into the act. After three or four minutes I could feel the cum rising. I walked over to where the hole in the green was and proceeded to shoot my load onto the grass, with some of it actually landing in the hole.

I quickly zipped up in case someone did happen to be out on the course and walked back to the club house. The next day as I was playing in the tournament I made a birdie on that hole. One of my partners commented that I must have finally figured out how to play that hole. I just smiled and said, 'yeah, it's all in the wrist.'