3 Cruising All The Time
I love every dick, cock are so fucking gorgeous - all of them.
Cut, uncut - BIG, little and the odder the better.
I feel like I had the best time growing up - it was for the most part - idyllic.
I new that I was different at avery young age and introduced to sex relatively early. I don't remember how it began - I remember having my pants off rubbing my little peker all over my ********** younger friend Tim, he smelled like piss and loved me to take his uncut rod into my mouth.
My father had a huge amount of porn in stacks in his room. When he was away I'd secretkey take a few magazines out from the bottom hoping is would have hairy men in them. My dad was addicted to porn and he spent alot of time maturbating in his basement bedroom.
Living in a rural scenic river valley was unique in many ways Because of these unique features I was introduced to the art of voyeurism and exhibitionism which continues to this day.
During the summer I would make myself down the hills to rivers path listening the entire time for the sounds of the metal canoes running over the river rock or the faint sounds of laughter and voices echoing thru the valley and even gunshots on occasion.
My section of the river was unusual in many ways -
Number One - It was secluded and a ritual in these parts is to load up your beer cooler and head down the lazy river - Daily canoe trips from way upstream meandered into my habitat. No house or any type of development was in sight of the river for miles. The scenic river designation and the fact the property was mostly owned by the King family made these parts a voyerism dream. People felt secluded and alone - that made them get NAKED! and do nasty things.
The second reason it was unique is it lay between two old company towns. The up river town was literally a shit hole. Mushrooms - the smell was ridiculous when they opened the barns to harvest and lay down another layer of shit. It was Hillbilly to say the least. My town - whose company was closed and shuttered years and years ago was more historic and quaint. Situated a top a hill a single single staircase came down the hill switching back and forth , the road s curved around as they made the way down the slope to where the factory complex once stood in all its glory - a 100 foot tower above the factories stone and brick shell with its broken and rusted window frames.
When the adults talked about the river it was always a place way down there, or remembering the old dam, the broken down train trestle or thats where so and so died diving from the bridge years ago. But to me it was an entire world only I knew of - at least that's what I thought.
My parents had no idea! Growing up in the 70's and the 80"s k**s just had to be home before the streetlights came on or in my case when the fireworks went off every evening the entire summer. But I couldn't wait to go spying - this is where I learned the best life lesson - to get all my chores done first - then I would have the whole day to explore. And that - I did.
I knew where the best vantage points were along the banks - Where I could see them but they wouldn't see me! The river's edge was rocky with overgrown tree branches and weeds all along - mostly impassable. What you wouldn't notice right off is that just a few yards up the slope from the bank was a very nice pathway that ran for miles along the river - from the creek to the bridge at the old plant just below town.
A forgotten road lead off the county road at the sharp hairpin turn - hardly even noticed today, the asphalt was overgrown but made for a great path deep into the woods - past the old foundations where the sheds once stood, the iron skeleton of an old bridge crossing the barely recognizable canals that diverted water from the river. A Lot of cool places to explore.
It was a perfect situation for me to spy on the fun seekers in their canoes or explorers coming from the bicycle path on the east side of the river. they thought they were alone and would never figure out what I was up to. It gave me so many opportunities to watch.
I don't remember the first time I got the invigorating rush through my body - but it had a hold of me from then on. Sometimes I could travel the entire length of my river and not see anyone. But then there are the times I would get totally lucky. Getting to see some cock!
This wasn't my first sexual experiences by the least - I was a bad boy. But the feeling of being outside, the sun on your body and your dick hard felt so good. Watching others was even better.
FISHERMAN COCK
One of the earliest encounters I was just wondering about and came upon this fisherman who had on wading boots and was a few yard out in the river with his red and white beer can in his hand - He didn't have a shirt on and he had a really hairy chest with a beer belly that got me amped up.
I snuck across the top of the dam wall and made myself down onto the concrete that stretch to its end where it had been demolished to allow the river to run its natural course. I liked this spot, the trees had taken root in the concrete cracks growing up until the next flood torn them out. They gave a lot of cover to a spying boy.
I was less than 10 yards and had a great view of him through the weeds. He fished and drank - fished and drank. Playing with my dick just stared at him, when he unsnapped his bibs on his waders letting them fall as his hand wrestles out his cock. A huge stream of piss streaming out his big hairy dick.
Unable to control myself, naked hard a wanting what I saw - I stood up in the weeds that almost towered over me and headed to the rivers edge so he could see me. He stood there in all his glory for a while, looked at me a bit and then just turned around and buttoned up as I climbed up and over the concrete piles and through the trees feeling defeated.
I sat there, glancing back every once and a while to see the fisherman gathering up his gear - now with his shirt on and a fresh beer being popped. I figured that was the end of that - in the meantime I could here a group of canoers coming past the creek upstream - my next target.
I could tell it was a group of mainly guys without even seeing them. They were hoot and hollerin and really moving fast through the curve and small rapids right there at the dams end. I didn't even really have a chance to get in a better place to watch them before they just rowed right past me and around the next bend out of sight.
I headed back up top to the dams wall which is about 50 yards and whom ever it up top on the wall has a totally unobstructed view of me below. Which I wasn't even paying attention to until I was right at the wall and the path that leads you up top. When I see some fishing gear just sitting there with a small cooler. I was caught but where was he. I turned to look at the obvious spots he might be and there was nothing.
My dick was getting hard thinking I might catch they guy with his cock out taking another piss I headed up the side path to the top and just as I rounded this tree there he was. Sitting on the stone dam - his cock was just hanging out of his shorts - he was looking in the other direction and didn't hear me coming up so I had a lot of time to take his cock into my mind.
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His big balls mesmerized my little eyes. I was so hard and my mouth watered as I watched him play with is meat. I never wanted something more than I wanted that big cock and I was going to get it. Even though I really didn't even know what that was.
After watching him for a while he got up and looked up the river for a while and then moved to a rock looking almost directly in my direction. His huge cock just flopping around with clear sticky stuff leaking out all over. He really was working his hanging member good - rubbing his giant balls as he looked right at me.
I heard some movement up the trail and here is this young guy headed right down and looking straight at my naked fishermans jumbo cock, his gym shorts tented with a extra small point. He said a few mumbled word to my daddy and hr replied back - none I could hear or understand. The guy headed back up looking back only once before he ducked out of site into the woods.
With the young guys interruption I hadn't realized I was now in the clearing between me and the fisherman and he was looking right at my little naked self, he just laid back and gave his permission.
I was not to be stopped.
MY FRIENDS COUSIN WHO CALLED ME FAG
I was sitting up on this high cliff that could see right over to the sandbar beach on the other side of the river. Here the distance from bank to bank was the least and a really close up view without being scene - just not really close enough to here what they were saying on the other side.
This guy had blond blond hair, a swimmers redneck body and he was wearing a speedo which was a real turn on and not seen very often. His mate was a big girl - in typical jean short and bikini top. They were kinda far apart he was walking up top the sand and she was lingering around the canoe pulled up part way.
I watched the two intently - checking my surroundings to see if I was still alone. Although I was pretty well hidden. My little shorts were long off and I was always shirtless - playing with myself I watched him just pull his cock out of his speedos and show her his man hood. She didn't seem interested and after a while he was shoving the canoe off and headed to my side of the river.
This was really odd but they had a cool vibe so I stayed right in my hidden spot. He came right on over tho my side and pulled the canoe up on the bank a walked casually up the slope and onto the path. The path I was hiding just off of. It was like he was coming right to me - I could have took off running - I could lose anybody quick - I knew ever twist and turn of those paths.
But I didn't run. I wanted him to catch me. I wanted to see his cock close up. He came up the hill and stood just several yard above me on the path looking down. His hair was curly blond, a surfer type but Hillbilly. I could see his pubes overtop of his speedos. His bulge look really big and I was infatuated with it.
I was really freaked out for a good minute as he made his way down to me, trying to avoid the big briar weeds. He looked just like Richard from town -Gary's cousin. He and all his brothers always made fun of me - calling me fag and sissy. I was scared of what he might do to be if he caught me spying on him with my hard little dick in hand as I tugged back on my red shorts.
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He kinda sternly said to me "what are you doing up here"and I just keep my head slightly down but my eyes trained on his package said " Nothing". He re positioned himself on the hill so that my eyes were right in line with his dick - his thumbs tucked into the waist of the speedos all ready to pull that meat out for a little cocksucker.
I could see his penis growing against the fabric as he asked me some other questions just to keep the silence to a minimum - lighting a cigarette that was behind his ear. Blowing smoke over his shoulder he locked eyes with me and threw out this - hot come get it smile that lingered only for a minute.
This was my chance. I was so scared - probably shaking - I reached out and took a hold of his dick through the mesh. He flicked the butt of cigarette down the hill and then just slid his cock out for me to take hold of.
I wanted to taste him, he just stood there - his ever so harding cock for me to take in. Not even knowing what a blow job actual was what ever mynatural born talent was he let me know I was making him happy. His hands ran through my hair, holding my jaw open while i made mad love to his cock. telling me what a good boy I was.
It wasn't long before my spell wore off and he looked around to see his girlfriend across the river yelling his name. He took his cock out of my mouth and stuck his tongue down my throat, kissing me! Then shoved me back down on him feeding me a mountain of cum in my eager mouth.
GRANDPA SEX
We saw my grand parents maybe 4 times a year, Mostly holidays but sometimes a unexpected trip across the state. I loved my grandpa - he had all sorts of funning sayings and was a character.
My grandpa told the family is was going off to do some errands and I ran along with him. Qw headed down the country road in his old green pick up truck. As we made our way akong my eyes found the huge balls laying in my papaws lap. jiggling with each bump in the road.
He caught me a couple times and just ran his hand down an squeezed his meat for me. Watching me smile out of the corner of his eye. I couldn't imagine what his 70 year old penis would look like but I wanted to know bad. I was so excited,
We stopped at his oil well and checked the level. He wrote down some things down on his notebook and a old guy stopped to chat as we were leaving. I was a cock hound I saw the old guy had a hole in the <span style="font-size: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">crotch of </span>his jeans and I just stayed glued at his box.
Grandpa asked me a few questions again before we pulled the truck over in front of the barn. We walked down the hillside to the barns door where grandpa hit the top of the door with his crutches - just to make sure no black snakes fall onto us on our way in.
The barn was dark except for the huge ray of sunlight came in thru the open rear doors. The cattle were already headed our way as grandpa poured feed in to the trough.
He mumble something as he lend the crutches against the gate. He tugged at his belt as it effortlessly let go and he began fishing out his huge tool. His big hands lifted up his shirt exposing his big hairy belly, while his pants were all the open with his cock pressing thru his underwear. It was the biggest penis I'd even seen and the skin over top of it was so sexy.
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My little cock was so hard and my boy pussy was quivering as I looked up to his face - him nodding towards his leaking cock. I had figured out how to play the good little guy all innocent. Letting him guide my mouth onto his pipe.
His uncut cock filled my hungry appetite continuing to leak for me to nurse on. I moned lovingly to pa as I sucked all over his penis. Grandpa always knew his cock was special and he never let the chance go bu to have a expert cocksucker take it on but his face read shock all over it - his eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing and his cock was like a feeding machine for his grandson.
as i made love to pa's cock i riggled myself up rubbing my little cock on his thick hairy leg est my head on his big belly = my ass up and presenting.
Cut, uncut - BIG, little and the odder the better.
I feel like I had the best time growing up - it was for the most part - idyllic.
I new that I was different at avery young age and introduced to sex relatively early. I don't remember how it began - I remember having my pants off rubbing my little peker all over my ********** younger friend Tim, he smelled like piss and loved me to take his uncut rod into my mouth.
My father had a huge amount of porn in stacks in his room. When he was away I'd secretkey take a few magazines out from the bottom hoping is would have hairy men in them. My dad was addicted to porn and he spent alot of time maturbating in his basement bedroom.
Living in a rural scenic river valley was unique in many ways Because of these unique features I was introduced to the art of voyeurism and exhibitionism which continues to this day.
During the summer I would make myself down the hills to rivers path listening the entire time for the sounds of the metal canoes running over the river rock or the faint sounds of laughter and voices echoing thru the valley and even gunshots on occasion.
My section of the river was unusual in many ways -
Number One - It was secluded and a ritual in these parts is to load up your beer cooler and head down the lazy river - Daily canoe trips from way upstream meandered into my habitat. No house or any type of development was in sight of the river for miles. The scenic river designation and the fact the property was mostly owned by the King family made these parts a voyerism dream. People felt secluded and alone - that made them get NAKED! and do nasty things.
The second reason it was unique is it lay between two old company towns. The up river town was literally a shit hole. Mushrooms - the smell was ridiculous when they opened the barns to harvest and lay down another layer of shit. It was Hillbilly to say the least. My town - whose company was closed and shuttered years and years ago was more historic and quaint. Situated a top a hill a single single staircase came down the hill switching back and forth , the road s curved around as they made the way down the slope to where the factory complex once stood in all its glory - a 100 foot tower above the factories stone and brick shell with its broken and rusted window frames.
When the adults talked about the river it was always a place way down there, or remembering the old dam, the broken down train trestle or thats where so and so died diving from the bridge years ago. But to me it was an entire world only I knew of - at least that's what I thought.
My parents had no idea! Growing up in the 70's and the 80"s k**s just had to be home before the streetlights came on or in my case when the fireworks went off every evening the entire summer. But I couldn't wait to go spying - this is where I learned the best life lesson - to get all my chores done first - then I would have the whole day to explore. And that - I did.
I knew where the best vantage points were along the banks - Where I could see them but they wouldn't see me! The river's edge was rocky with overgrown tree branches and weeds all along - mostly impassable. What you wouldn't notice right off is that just a few yards up the slope from the bank was a very nice pathway that ran for miles along the river - from the creek to the bridge at the old plant just below town.
A forgotten road lead off the county road at the sharp hairpin turn - hardly even noticed today, the asphalt was overgrown but made for a great path deep into the woods - past the old foundations where the sheds once stood, the iron skeleton of an old bridge crossing the barely recognizable canals that diverted water from the river. A Lot of cool places to explore.
It was a perfect situation for me to spy on the fun seekers in their canoes or explorers coming from the bicycle path on the east side of the river. they thought they were alone and would never figure out what I was up to. It gave me so many opportunities to watch.
I don't remember the first time I got the invigorating rush through my body - but it had a hold of me from then on. Sometimes I could travel the entire length of my river and not see anyone. But then there are the times I would get totally lucky. Getting to see some cock!
This wasn't my first sexual experiences by the least - I was a bad boy. But the feeling of being outside, the sun on your body and your dick hard felt so good. Watching others was even better.
FISHERMAN COCK
One of the earliest encounters I was just wondering about and came upon this fisherman who had on wading boots and was a few yard out in the river with his red and white beer can in his hand - He didn't have a shirt on and he had a really hairy chest with a beer belly that got me amped up.
I snuck across the top of the dam wall and made myself down onto the concrete that stretch to its end where it had been demolished to allow the river to run its natural course. I liked this spot, the trees had taken root in the concrete cracks growing up until the next flood torn them out. They gave a lot of cover to a spying boy.
I was less than 10 yards and had a great view of him through the weeds. He fished and drank - fished and drank. Playing with my dick just stared at him, when he unsnapped his bibs on his waders letting them fall as his hand wrestles out his cock. A huge stream of piss streaming out his big hairy dick.
Unable to control myself, naked hard a wanting what I saw - I stood up in the weeds that almost towered over me and headed to the rivers edge so he could see me. He stood there in all his glory for a while, looked at me a bit and then just turned around and buttoned up as I climbed up and over the concrete piles and through the trees feeling defeated.
I sat there, glancing back every once and a while to see the fisherman gathering up his gear - now with his shirt on and a fresh beer being popped. I figured that was the end of that - in the meantime I could here a group of canoers coming past the creek upstream - my next target.
I could tell it was a group of mainly guys without even seeing them. They were hoot and hollerin and really moving fast through the curve and small rapids right there at the dams end. I didn't even really have a chance to get in a better place to watch them before they just rowed right past me and around the next bend out of sight.
I headed back up top to the dams wall which is about 50 yards and whom ever it up top on the wall has a totally unobstructed view of me below. Which I wasn't even paying attention to until I was right at the wall and the path that leads you up top. When I see some fishing gear just sitting there with a small cooler. I was caught but where was he. I turned to look at the obvious spots he might be and there was nothing.
My dick was getting hard thinking I might catch they guy with his cock out taking another piss I headed up the side path to the top and just as I rounded this tree there he was. Sitting on the stone dam - his cock was just hanging out of his shorts - he was looking in the other direction and didn't hear me coming up so I had a lot of time to take his cock into my mind.
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His big balls mesmerized my little eyes. I was so hard and my mouth watered as I watched him play with is meat. I never wanted something more than I wanted that big cock and I was going to get it. Even though I really didn't even know what that was.
After watching him for a while he got up and looked up the river for a while and then moved to a rock looking almost directly in my direction. His huge cock just flopping around with clear sticky stuff leaking out all over. He really was working his hanging member good - rubbing his giant balls as he looked right at me.
I heard some movement up the trail and here is this young guy headed right down and looking straight at my naked fishermans jumbo cock, his gym shorts tented with a extra small point. He said a few mumbled word to my daddy and hr replied back - none I could hear or understand. The guy headed back up looking back only once before he ducked out of site into the woods.
With the young guys interruption I hadn't realized I was now in the clearing between me and the fisherman and he was looking right at my little naked self, he just laid back and gave his permission.
I was not to be stopped.
MY FRIENDS COUSIN WHO CALLED ME FAG
I was sitting up on this high cliff that could see right over to the sandbar beach on the other side of the river. Here the distance from bank to bank was the least and a really close up view without being scene - just not really close enough to here what they were saying on the other side.
This guy had blond blond hair, a swimmers redneck body and he was wearing a speedo which was a real turn on and not seen very often. His mate was a big girl - in typical jean short and bikini top. They were kinda far apart he was walking up top the sand and she was lingering around the canoe pulled up part way.
I watched the two intently - checking my surroundings to see if I was still alone. Although I was pretty well hidden. My little shorts were long off and I was always shirtless - playing with myself I watched him just pull his cock out of his speedos and show her his man hood. She didn't seem interested and after a while he was shoving the canoe off and headed to my side of the river.
This was really odd but they had a cool vibe so I stayed right in my hidden spot. He came right on over tho my side and pulled the canoe up on the bank a walked casually up the slope and onto the path. The path I was hiding just off of. It was like he was coming right to me - I could have took off running - I could lose anybody quick - I knew ever twist and turn of those paths.
But I didn't run. I wanted him to catch me. I wanted to see his cock close up. He came up the hill and stood just several yard above me on the path looking down. His hair was curly blond, a surfer type but Hillbilly. I could see his pubes overtop of his speedos. His bulge look really big and I was infatuated with it.
I was really freaked out for a good minute as he made his way down to me, trying to avoid the big briar weeds. He looked just like Richard from town -Gary's cousin. He and all his brothers always made fun of me - calling me fag and sissy. I was scared of what he might do to be if he caught me spying on him with my hard little dick in hand as I tugged back on my red shorts.
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He kinda sternly said to me "what are you doing up here"and I just keep my head slightly down but my eyes trained on his package said " Nothing". He re positioned himself on the hill so that my eyes were right in line with his dick - his thumbs tucked into the waist of the speedos all ready to pull that meat out for a little cocksucker.
I could see his penis growing against the fabric as he asked me some other questions just to keep the silence to a minimum - lighting a cigarette that was behind his ear. Blowing smoke over his shoulder he locked eyes with me and threw out this - hot come get it smile that lingered only for a minute.
This was my chance. I was so scared - probably shaking - I reached out and took a hold of his dick through the mesh. He flicked the butt of cigarette down the hill and then just slid his cock out for me to take hold of.
I wanted to taste him, he just stood there - his ever so harding cock for me to take in. Not even knowing what a blow job actual was what ever mynatural born talent was he let me know I was making him happy. His hands ran through my hair, holding my jaw open while i made mad love to his cock. telling me what a good boy I was.
It wasn't long before my spell wore off and he looked around to see his girlfriend across the river yelling his name. He took his cock out of my mouth and stuck his tongue down my throat, kissing me! Then shoved me back down on him feeding me a mountain of cum in my eager mouth.
GRANDPA SEX
We saw my grand parents maybe 4 times a year, Mostly holidays but sometimes a unexpected trip across the state. I loved my grandpa - he had all sorts of funning sayings and was a character.
My grandpa told the family is was going off to do some errands and I ran along with him. Qw headed down the country road in his old green pick up truck. As we made our way akong my eyes found the huge balls laying in my papaws lap. jiggling with each bump in the road.
He caught me a couple times and just ran his hand down an squeezed his meat for me. Watching me smile out of the corner of his eye. I couldn't imagine what his 70 year old penis would look like but I wanted to know bad. I was so excited,
We stopped at his oil well and checked the level. He wrote down some things down on his notebook and a old guy stopped to chat as we were leaving. I was a cock hound I saw the old guy had a hole in the <span style="font-size: 24px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">crotch of </span>his jeans and I just stayed glued at his box.
Grandpa asked me a few questions again before we pulled the truck over in front of the barn. We walked down the hillside to the barns door where grandpa hit the top of the door with his crutches - just to make sure no black snakes fall onto us on our way in.
The barn was dark except for the huge ray of sunlight came in thru the open rear doors. The cattle were already headed our way as grandpa poured feed in to the trough.
He mumble something as he lend the crutches against the gate. He tugged at his belt as it effortlessly let go and he began fishing out his huge tool. His big hands lifted up his shirt exposing his big hairy belly, while his pants were all the open with his cock pressing thru his underwear. It was the biggest penis I'd even seen and the skin over top of it was so sexy.
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My little cock was so hard and my boy pussy was quivering as I looked up to his face - him nodding towards his leaking cock. I had figured out how to play the good little guy all innocent. Letting him guide my mouth onto his pipe.
His uncut cock filled my hungry appetite continuing to leak for me to nurse on. I moned lovingly to pa as I sucked all over his penis. Grandpa always knew his cock was special and he never let the chance go bu to have a expert cocksucker take it on but his face read shock all over it - his eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing and his cock was like a feeding machine for his grandson.
as i made love to pa's cock i riggled myself up rubbing my little cock on his thick hairy leg est my head on his big belly = my ass up and presenting.
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