4 wedding rings and a homosexual

There's a well known cruising area about 5 mins drive from my home, or, in this case, a 20 minute walk. It's in a small country park, next to supermarket. I'm not a great fan of the place, and frankly, I'm generally a bit 'over' cruising area's, though I do have my moments.

If going for petrol or a bit of shopping, I will sometimes drive by ...just in case it looks like there's any excitement going on (there never is), but rarely do I stop for any length of time.

Anyway, as I only needed a small amount of shopping yesterday, I decided to walk. I went directly to the cruising spot, just to have a quick scout round, with low expectations. Most guys sit in their cars, looking at their phones so they often don't realise who's there.

However, in the mid distance, I saw a fella walking into the 'action zone'. From a distance, he had potential :-)

I eventually caught up with him in a quiet, bushy, spot. He was wearing a black woolen hat and a black 'covid snood', so I could only see his eyes. By the choice of jeans he was wearing, I suspect he's from the German/Dutch/Polish region (you can't even buy that style in the UK). He was also wearing heavy duty, work boots. Steel Toe Cap type. My guess is 35 years old, but I could easily be out by 10 years either way.

Once he stopped walking, he just stood with his hands in his pockets, looking mildly awkward. I fully accept I might not have been his cup of tea, so rather than make a move on him, I stood a short distance away, undid my zip, got my cock out and started playing with myself. He shifted about a fair bit, but kept looking at me/my dick. It wasn't long before he too, got out his fairly small, uncut cock. I took that as an invitation to approach. I reached out to have a feel of if ball sack, noticing his pubes were very dark. Somehow, I imagined him to be blond even though I couldn't see his head hair. I also noticed a wedding ring.

I undid my trousers more and push my clothing down so my genitals were now fully accessible. As I took over wanking his cock, he seemed more interested in my arse, reaching his hand round for a feel.

As we stood there, distracted with each other, another guy appeared just a few yards away. Very tall (maybe 6ft2 or 3), probably in his early 60's but in fair shape from what I could tell. Again, hands in pockets, he just stood, shiftily watching us for a while, before he unfastened his jeans and unloaded a very large weapon. It wasn't hard, but there was a lot of it.

If he'd approached to join in, I'd have not minded, but he seemed happy to be watching us.

I leaned forward and transferred the cock in my hand, into my mouth. Deepthroating wasn't possible as it only just reached that far, but I gave him plenty of mouth and tongue action while he continued to grope my arse.

By the time I resurfaced...there was ANOTHER fella loitering. This chap, appeared 'middle aged' and of Indian decent., but VERY well turned out. His thick, dark hair (greying but not too much) was immaculately styled with a side parting. His clothing, while casual, was very neat, well fitting, 'quality'. He was wearing white trainers which didn't go at all well with his overall appearance..but I figured they might have been his 'cruising shoes', kept in his car for one purpose, given how muddy it was. He was handsome too. Distinguished. I imagined he probably a surgeon.

He kept his distance, watching while the guy I was with put our two cocks together to wank them simultaneously. I just let him get on with it...but it wasn't long before he separated the two dicks, took hold of mine with his left hand and just held it out straight while he continued to bring himself to a silent climax, holding his nob-head on mine so his cum oozed out over my nob-head, running off and dropping large, white globules on to the mushy ground. It was quite a good load.

No sooner had he finished, a tissue appeared with which he quickly wiped himself, zipped up, and walked off as I watched his tight looking arse, disappear into the greenery.

In many circumstances, I'd have just jerked with his Jizm, but I was liking the Indian man and I didn't want to potentially put him off from anything he might want to do..like suck me. So, I cleaned up the cum, and continued to display my erection suggestively

The tall guy seemed content to stay where he was, 'fiddling. His meat was semi hard now..and not a lot longer than when soft, but I did notice the glint of another gold band, on his wedding finger!

I sent enough signals to the Indian 'Surgeon' that he soon came closer, looking around nervously. He came just close enough that I could reach to his package and have a feel. Uneasily, he undid his trousers. Another wedding ring noted. There was no hesitation in exposing his penis, however....it was smaller than the first guys. At that point, I wasn't even sure if he was erect, or not. I took hold of his tight balls...eventually moving up to his dick. Yes, it was hard. Less than 4 inches..though relatively thick, with a bit of spare foreskin. Masturbation would need to be with fingers..not fist.

As I leaned forward for a taste, he moved back slightly. clearly not interested in receiving oral. He made no attempt to reach out to have a feel of me, so I quickly came to the assumption that this wasn't going to amount to much..... certainly in a short space of time, and I didn't feel inclined to hand about for long, so I cupped his balls in one hand..which he seemed to like, while we both played with ourselves.

With that, ANOTHER guy walked into the scene. Co-incidentally, this is someone I have met before, twice. He's a landscaper.....married!! A nice enough fella, mid 40's, strong as an ox, a bit rough round the edges, but very much 'no nonsense'. He walked over to us with purpose, acknowledged me, glancing at the 'surgeon', giving him a polite nod of acknowledgement and then headed straight for my todger with his mouth. As he squatted in front of me, I placed my spare (left) hand on his head (another woolly hat) and left him to gorge himself enthusiastically on my meat, while I kept gently played with the surgeons balls. He seemed to like that set up which obviously worked for him because with no discernible warning, he brushed my arm aside and squirted out a surprisingly big load, in 4 or 5 long, shots. I assumed he moved my arm as he would have covered it.

That was it. (How do you guys cum so silently?)

Another tissue, another clean up, another silent departure.

The landscaper, however, isn't so quiet. While guys here will talk in hushed or low voices, if at all, 'Lanscaper' speaks normally..if not, loudly (I have previously wondered if he's a bit hard of hearing?).

The tall guy was still in the same spot, still doing the same thing. His cock, still not fully erect.

The landscaper stood up and busied himself with his trousers to unleash his tool. It's very similar to mine, but a bigger. 'You've got a great dick' he said loudly, 'Good to see it again' (laugh).

I knew this would be quick with him. He doesn't hang about..but that suited me. It was only a few minutes of mutual wanking and groping before I was aware of things coming to ahead in my equipment. It's usually obvious when I'm getting close, with dirty talk or grunting etc. He picked up on it and shuffled himself into a position closely in front of me...so as we each beat our meat, our clenched, frigging, fists concessionally bumped. I was aware that when we shot out loads, we'd be making a bit of mess of each other, but as my trousers slipped down to my knees and we both picked up the pace, I didn't much care about that.

He was getting very verbal. 'Whack one out for me, mate'; " Horny dick mate. Pump me your cum'.

I was replying to his comments...but in a lower voice. "Yeah? You like watching me wank my fat cock?"; Wanna see a spunk load shoot over your dick?.

It was pretty much in unison we both fired out first salvo's, his streak of jism splatting heavily just above my pubes, mine aimed more into the air and coming down on his wrist. For those few seconds it takes, I was entranced by the 'cumshot duel' going on between us. Mostly short spurts, but each initially hitting our opposite targets, until the ejaculation of men juices become an oozing, dripping, on to the wet ground (there was quite a cum show on the ground by now).

As far as it goes, it was quite hot to watch our two cocks pumping the jizz out. There's something unusually sexy about the landscaper. He's such a 'Bloke!' (for none UK readers...that's kind of slang for being a manly man. In a nice way).

'That was hot mate' Needed that (laugh). Good to see you again mate. Do you come here often? he rattled on.

We chatted as we cleaned up as best we could..essentially flicking the cum from our hands and dicks, then rubbing the remainder in. Zipping up, we left the well seeded zone together, passing the tall guy who was still standing there playing with his semi. He had that look about him, like someone who has been caught genuinely taking a leak in the bushes. Nothing wrong..just slightly awkward. He could have joined in at any point, but chose not to, so we left him to it.

So....shopping next!