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Caught In The Woods

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by ri10452@hotmail.com It was a warm Saturday moring in Maine. I left camp around 7:30 that morning for my usual bike ride. It's about a two mile ride through the woods to the back pond. I leave my bike and hike a short distance to "My spot". A couple of big rocks with deep water. It's on the side without any houses. There is a log cabin across from the rocks but usually there are no people there. I usually see a canoe out on the lake and sometimes a fisherman or two floating near by. It is a perfect spot for skinny dipping. This particular morning I am hotter than usual and can't wait to get cooled off in the water, but when I arrive there is a canoe in the water a short distance from "My spot". I wait a bit and sip some coffee but they aren't moving. Finally I say to myself who cares. So off comes the clothes and I'm in the water. I don't think they really noticed at first but as I climbed out they sure could see my butt. I quickly rapped a towel around me. Then laid down on the rock in the sun. Naturally the towel had to be under me so I'm now mostly exposed. They began to paddle away. They said goodbye as they passed closely by the rock I think to get a closer look. I sat up now with my semi hard cock hanging out and said bye. I think this aroused me because now all I wanted to do was pleasure myself right here right now. I have to I said right out loud. At first I stroked easy and my mind had forgotten that I am out in the open where anyone could walk up to the shoreline across and see me. I kept on stroking. All of a sudden I thought I heard a noise up the path as if someone was coming to my spot. Often times a fisherman comes to fish off the rock but this early in the morning that's about all I see. Anyway I figured it was either a fisherman or my wife hiking over to meet me, so I stopped. I didn't cover myself up, instead I jumped in the water. After a minute or so I got out and sat on the rock again. I was still very horny. Since no one was there I thought I must have been hearing the birds or something so I started stroking myself again. All of a sudden a guy with his fishing pole stepped onto the upper rock. I quickly turned and faced the water. He said "don't stop on my account, I was watching you from the woods and wanted a closer look. I looked up to see him putting down his fishing gear. He had sweat pants on and his cock was also stiff and formed a nice little tent, so I continued and said "feel free to join in if you want". He said, "I've never done it out here or with anyone else". I said "that's OK cause neither have I". We both sat there, his pants down around his ankles and me naked. He was really enjoying himself. He had one hand stroking his 7 inch cock and the other rubbing his balls and figuring his ass. I kept watching him as I stroked myself. We never touched each other, although I wanted to. I had never tasted a man before and right then I wanted to so bad. A couple of times I thought if my wife ever came now my marriage would be over, but I didn't care I just kept on stroking. I shot the biggest load ever right out onto the lake. I watched a couple of small fish eat my juices. His load came almost as fast. When we were done he undressed and just as we jumped in the water to cool down out stepped another fisherman smiling and said " mornin".