This is a true account of a mini adventure I had this week. I amretired and live in northern Wisconsin on 10 acres of wooded land,somewhat secluded, with a really long driveway. As such I take aweekly walk to the end of the drive pulling our wheeled trashcontainer behind me. Since our pickup time is between 6am and 6pm Iusually perform this task on Sunday nights, but sometimes I forget soit’s an early Monday morning task, which the week of October 24thwas one of those times.
When I exited the house at 5:30 in the morning, flashlight in hand and wearing onlysweatpants, sweatshirt and sneakers, I encountered unusually warmweather with a moderate south wind, wow it’s nice out. I startedmy trek down the drive pulling the two wheel bin behind me and lookedup at the stars and thought how nice it would be to feel the warmbreeze on my skin. I deposited the container in its resting spot atthe end of the driveway and started back to the house. After Itraversed a short distance I stopped and turned off the flashlight.It was totally dark and the only sound was the movement from theremaining leaves on the trees. I went for it, I pulled my sweatshirtover my head, kicked off my sneakers, and removed my sweatpants, Iwas in heaven as the breeze felt exhilarating on my now bare skin,especially on my exposed cock and balls. I put my sneakers back on,picked up my clothes and very slowly continued my walk back to thehouse. As I walked I thought about my old friend who lives several states away, I am surehe would enjoy this nude walk with me. I know he would want to puthis arm around my shoulders to be side by side so we could gently rubeach other’s bare back. Eventually we would stop walking and hewould stand in front of me and would start rubbing my chest as I didthe same to him. Our rubbing would go lower, to our stomachs andeventually to our cocks and we would slowly stroke each other. Atthis point I had a nice hard-on so I stopped walking and put my handaround my cock and started to stroke. I also envisioned him kneelingon the ground and performing one of his wonderful blowjobs, wantingmy hot cum as his reward. I continued to stroke myself and gentlymassaged my balls with my other hand, oh the marvelous feeling. Ikeep on stroking faster and harder, I had to cum. I closed my eyesremembering the last time my friend finished me off and how good itwas. I reached the point of no return and let my cum drop to theground and stood there feeling relaxed. I decided I would have tocall him later and tell him about this.
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