Mountain Madness

I spend as much time as I can embracing mother nature. I live in Southern California and the San Gabriel Mountains are part of my regular week end agenda. One Saturday a couple of summer's ago, I decided I had been away from the mountains to long and I headed up to my favorite mountain get away. One truth, I discovered many years ago was that hiking makes me extremely horny, so I always cum prepared. My back pack always has lotion, towels, etc., everything a young, horny man needs for little solo fun. Also, I never wear underwear and my shorts are just long enough to cover my hard, throbbing cock. My favorite get away is located at the end of long, hot and sweaty 3 1/2 mile hike. There are several huge oak trees, huge boulders, and a stream with several pools just right for skinny dipping. On this particular day I was so horny, it took every ounce of my will power to keep my hand off my cock until I arrived at my spot. The sun was beating down on my shirtless back, it felt like the warm hands of a very experienced lover. Everytime I had to step up and over a rock or boulder the red, hard, tip of my throbbing cock slipped out of my shorts. In the sunlight I could see just a drop of pre-cum glistening in the light. I lightly rubbed the juice into the head of my cock and than licked my finger clean. That almost made me shoot my load right there. Finally, I arrived at my destination. I took a quick survey and made sure that there was no one else around. Usually, people avoid this location since it is hard to get to but I always take a peak to make sure. I then found a nice sunny boulder, spread out my towel and stripped off my clothes. My hard throbbing cock sprang out of its prison and pointed to the sky. I love the feel of the sun and wind on my cock and balls. I laid down on the towel and got out the lotion. Usually, I will have a quickie and than hike around for a while, then later I will take my time and really make love to my cock. I squirted the lotion all over my cock and began to fuck my hand. The first time is no style and all thrill. My hand slid up and down my slick cock and my breathing became more and more rapid. My balls were tight and I new I was about to explode. One last pump and that hot, sweet cum shot two feet into the air and all over my chest and hands. I must have fallen asleep. Because when I woke up I was staring at a hard throbbing cock and it wasn't mine. I looked past the cock and saw that it was attached to a bronze god. Which is saying a lot, because up to that point I had never even thought about having a non-hetrosexual experience. One look at this god though, told me that I would do what ever he asked. Just the thought of that brought my sticky, sweaty cock back to life. This brought a smile to my visitors face. He admired my cock, as I continued to stare at his. He looked around my rock and finally he spoke. "I thought I was the only one who hiked up here to cum. I have been masturbating up here for years, just me and my cock and I have never discovered such a tasty sight as this one." He then sat down next to me, dipped a finger into the pools of cum on my chest. He slowly brought the finger to his lips and licked my cum from the tip of his finger. I almost shot my load right there. He than smiled and turned toward me which brought his cock to within an inch of my mouth. His cock was rock hard and glistening with pre-cum. It was circumcised and it had to be 8 inches long and 3 1/2 inches around. His balls were like two tennis balls and he shaved his pubes because his skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Without a word I reached out and took his cock in my hand. I stroked it slowly up and down, while a soft moan escaped from his lips. I leaned forward and shyly licked the head of his cock with my tongue. Which caused an even louder moan. I continued licking and stroking while his moans became louder and louder. I opened my mouth wider and slowly lowered it over his cock. Going down as far as I could he began to fuck my mouth. My hands were busy stroking his cock, playing with his balls and tickling his ass. Suddenly he grabbed my head and held it still, he screamed so loud that I could hear it echoing down the canyon. He than shot a load of hot, salty cum down my throat. It seemed like I was swallowing a volcano. I thought he would never stop cumming. I just kept licking and swallowing until it was all gone. I looked up at him and he gently pushed me back down onto the rock. Without a word he began licking all the dried, sticky, cum from my chest and stomach. Ignoring my throbbing cock, he took my balls into his mouth one at a time and rolled them around and nibbled on them softly. He than lifted my ass off the rock and buried his tongue in my hole. He licked and sucked and nibbled for what seemed like hours. Never touching my cock. I though I would shoot my load just from the anticipation. Finally, without using his hands he took my entire seven inches into his mouth. I was so deep into his mouth that my pubic hairs were tickling his nose. He slowly moved his head up and down my cock until I screamed louder than he had and shot my hot cum down his throat. He licked me clean and smiled. I dozed off in the hot summer sun and when I woke up he was gone. I never spoke to him or found out his name, but he is a memory that I will never forget. I still go to my mountain retreat but I have never seen anybody else. Maybe he was a dream or maybe it was just a case of mountain madness.