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Woody

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Woody by I remember it as if it was yesterday, the sun was shining and the temperature was far above average. After looking out of the large window I decided it would be time to go out and enjoy the extremely good weather. As I stepped out of the door I felt the warm sun shining on my face, my T-shirt hang loose around my body, my average ordinairy body, I wasn't really muscled, nor was I skinny. And Fat was the last thing I was, no I was blessed with a plain average body. A little bit of chesthair and some hair on my stomac, light brown, nothing spectaculair but it was there. A certain feeling rushed over me as I walked through the garden towards the old shed in which my bike stood, I could feel within myself a strange form of exitement and lust, I had a craving to experiment. Within mere moments I decided that, being the inventive young male that I was, I should have at least J/O outside once before the age of twenty. I stormed back into the house to prepare myself, I took a backpack and stuffed it with two bottles of water, tissues and a towel, and in that same sweep I took with me my sunglasses letting them rest on my nose bridge. After five minutes I jumped on my bike and I was off, towards a new sensation.As I was riding my bike I noticed that I wasn't the only one who was enjoying the good weather today as I saw countless of others ride their bikes trough the woods, most of them were old couples enjoying their last moments of nature and youth. I started to doubt, was this really what I wanted? What if someone saw me? I was scared to death of being caught masturbating at home, let alone in a public place or nature. I decided to return home, I was to scared to go on with my most briljant plan. What I didn't expect to find on my way back home was a small trail which lead into the woods, it was there but it also wasn't. This was one of those trails that you notice in the blink of an eye, the one you pass 20 times before suddenly discovering it. The path was covered with brown leaves which lay there ever since last autumn and it was just as protected by the large green trees that were a part of the forrest. I felt my gut turn as I decided that my little plan could still go on. I hid my bike in some bushes further down the little path in the woods. I had to go on by foot, there where numerous branches and big rocks which could seriously damage the wheels of my bike, something I was not planning on risking. As the path continued there were more and more green bushes to be found and the trees were getting more numerous with every step I took. My backpack was firmly strapped to my back when suddenly I heard a noise, where it came from I didn't know, but all I knew was that I was almost peeing in my paints with fright. I tried to sneak into one of the bushes behind me, I tried not to make alot of noise, but without any succes, I ended up in the bushes but not with the catlike agility and discretion as I had planned. All I could do now was wait and be as quiet as a mouse while I observed the opposite of the little path... It took at least five minutes for someone to show up, and I'm still suprised that I actually waited al that time.... believe me five minutes seem to last longer when you're scared and waiting for something unknown. Before me on the path there was a young man, he was older then me, that I was sure of, since to me, he looked at least something in his twenties. He was wearing only short baggy pants, as his torso was naked. He had a gorgeous tan and he had clearly visible muscles, in a way I envied him. He looked around and started to walk into the direction I had been walking in, somewhere deep inside of me the beast awaked as my penis grew full with blood. Why? I was scared and I had always been atracted to girls, so why did I get a boner seeing this guy? I wondered after a short while if it was safe to come out of the bushes, I decided it was as I, again tried to, sneak out of the bushes without making too much noise.What was I supposed to do know? Go on with my plan and go further down the path, or abandon whatever horny thoughts I had about the best masturbation session ever and go home? It took me less then three seconds to decide... or should I say let my little friend from down under decide?In the distance I heard some branches break and some footsteps, as I followed the noise I noticed the heat was getting to me, and I pulled of my now sweaty T-shirt. What was I going to find down this road? The noise ahead stopped and my feet stopped with it. In my baggy shorts my little friend wasn't so little anymore as he was trying to push his way out of my pants. This time I would proceed with the utmost care and this time it was with succes as I continued making little to no sound at all while walking. There he was, sitting on a small patch of grass, completely naked. His back was turned to me but I could clearly see him making the masturbation movements with his arm. I was scared, my greatest fear was turned around as I now saw someone else masturbating! His sweaty back moved as he was now laying on the grass. I was horny as hell, and all of a sudden I felt myself to be found without any shame or any restraints as I walked to the patch with a good dose of courage and a boner you could not deny."Oh god I'm sorry," I yelled, my voice bathed in false shock. "Fuck!" the man said while jumping up and trying to cover himself with his hands, while searching for his pants. "I'm sorry I'm really sorry" I explained.Then it happened, instead of being suprised and ashamed the man got angry, he stepped towards me and looked me straight in the eyes, right trough my sunglasses. I was trembling and my boner had dissapeared completely, my uncut cock was now nothing more than a little slab of scared meat."Well well," the man said, "I guess I wasn't the only one with a jack off session on his mind" I was too nervous to speak, as he continued "Strip down!" I didn't move a muscle out of fright. "I said get naked!" he yelled.This time I was too affraid to not to get naked. As I stood there with nothing on he looked at my dick as it rose to full attention within mere moments. "You like to jack off don't you boy? Well you got the tools to do it," he said while looking at my hard uncut cock. I noticed that his cock was hard as well, but there was a difference, his was smaller and cut. Actually he was a lot smaller. I found some primal force within me taking over as I heard myself say: "How big is that little boy-prick of yours?" He looked down as he now realised I was bigger than he would ever be, with a smile on his face he laughed: "hey no need to be so edgy."This broke the ice, my fear slowly ebbed away into that strange sensation I had when I first started this crazy plan. "You never answer my question," I told him "I'm little over 5" " he smiled, somehow he was very confident about himself and his small pecker, "you?" "I'm 7", and as you can see uncut, do you uuhm...." I coughed a bit nervous, "do you come here often?" "Only on days like these, it's my little jack off spot." There was a silence, I stood there, naked with a dick as hard as steel, in front of him, a perfect man with a small dick."How do uncut guys jerk off?"I thought he never asked, I took my right hand and pulled down the forskin to expose a large purple dickhead, wet with precum. I smiled as I pulled the forskin back up, covering the glans. I started to jack off slowly, my fist surrounded my hard pole, I could feel the blood rushing through the veins. I joked "how does a guy with a little pecker like that jerk off?" He took his right hand and, using his thumb, indexfinger and middle finger, he started to jack off, his cock was dripping wet with what seemed lubricant. The race was off as we stood against eachother with our hands stroking our hard cocks, slowly the speed increased on both sides untill we were both vigourisly jerking our man meat.Without warning he removed my hands and took over, his hand felt so good as he started to play with the forskin and dickhead, I moaned. "Yeah that's it, pump it faster" I hissed through my teeth while looking at that hunk who was quickly pumping away my 7 inch cock. I spasmed, the intense feeling of an orgasm went all the way through my body and out of my dick as 7 strings of hot creamy sperm spurted out onto his chest and hands. He continued stroking, but I couldn't stand no more, I was shivering all over with pleasure. If he continued to stroke I would have surely fallen to my feet. "I'm sorry about that," I excused myself. "Don't worry, It'll dry in the sun, now it's your turn to stroke me,"And I complied, never before had I handled such a small dick, I worked it good with the same fingers he used, since it was too small to use my entire hand. He spat from above on my hand, I waited and he signaled to me to use it as a lube. I complied and without any hesitation I used my own spit to lube him up. I went faster and faster as my grip was getting harder and harder on that little rock hard cock. He moaned, his chest was covered with sweat and cum as he warned me softly "I'm cumming, watch it.....oh yeah harder....uuuh" and so he did. His cum was thick and white, like full and rich man-cum is supposed to be, I might have won the size contest, he won the ammount contest as his little throbbing cock spurted out twice as much cum than mine did. He moaned as he put his pants back on... I felt ashamed, I didn't know what to say so without any warning I started to cry and ran off, I could hear him following me. But after I reached my bike the noise was gone. I drove home replaying the event in my head once more, it would fuel my fantasies for months to cum. I never visited the little spot again, too affraid I guess.