The log competition

The log competition by My business trip had been intense but now I closed the door to the last company I had to visit. But there was a five hour drive until I got home and with a broken air-conditioning I knew what to expect. As soon it was possible I removed my suite. I had prepared for the drive with a tank-top, adidas-shorts and sneekers. I have done some tailors work on my adidas and opened the sides almost to the waistband and removed the inner pants. It is must more convenient to drive in those and you still you have enough protection as you get out of the car. The heat was intense and there had been no rain for weeks, everything was brown and dusty. Suddenly out of nowhere came a light rain rinsing the dust. As I was driving through a wood I wanted to smell the fresh air and left the highway and parked my car. The rain showered my face like an after - shave as I stepped out of the car. The fresh air filled my lungs. I locked the car and started to walk down a small path removing my tank-top. I headed for an interesting looking hill among the trees. As I entered one of the clefts the rest of my body cried for the refreshing after-shave so I tossed the top on the green moss, kicked off my sneekers and stepped out of my adidas. Butt naked I climbed up the hill. On the top there was some demolished log-construction and I sat down on one of the logs. I closed my eyes, separated my legs to let the rain reach every spot on my skin and rested my left leg on the log. Slowly I felt the leg sliding and I was mounting the log. Then I noticed that the other end of the log was resting on some stones on the other side of a cleft and my curiosity made me slowly slide out to see what was on the other side. I could feel the old tree between my inner thighs as I moved on the log. My own cock wanted to say: Hey, I am here too, not just that old one and started to catch my attention. As I was half-way my own log was in full attention. So You want to have a log competition? I said to myself. Then You will have to face Your enemy. With that I bent down and was laying on the log. I squeezed my throbbing erect-one up between my legs and placed my meat on the top of the log. Slowly I raised my body and could feel my own nuts separated by my own dick and the top of my prick forced to find a place between the log and my but-cheeks. The weight of my whole body rested on my own manhood. I could feel the nuts and started to roll them with my inner thighs. They were no longer a unit but two separate parts and I was horny. I tensed my thighs and relaxed again. I tensed again and with slow motions I continued to ride myself and the blood filled my throbbing meat. The nuts felt like big peaches ripe to burst. My cock-head was rubbing the rough log and I was in total control of when to come. Every time I felt I was close I slowed down and let more weight on my crotch, and was able to continue again. My heart was beating, my breath was heavier and heavier and I talked to my log Oh yeah, thats alright. OH YEAH ---- OHHHH As I finally decided it was time I bent down and lifted my feet onto the log and released the pressure. With a long AUHHH sounding in the wood I could feel my juice pumping in heavy cascades and never seemed to stop. I was totally exhausted as I slowly slided back. My red log covered with gray moss and there was no doubt who was the winner. But the looser was properly marked with my big load of white wad.