Confessions of a Cruise-aholic Pt. 01

When the craving for cock comes on me, it becomes an all-consuming need, a visceral urge that needs satisfying. Sure, the itch can be scratched with porn and masturbation, but sometimes, when the need is too strong, only a hard stiff dick will do.

One such time, the lust began to boil up and consume my thoughts, which came at just the right time of year. Springtime! The weather had been warm and dry for just over a week, days getting longer, and most importantly, green leaves had returned to cover the bare branches of the woods. Outdoor cruising was back!

Working out if the hot bloke you saw walking into the woods is cruising or just out for a stroll, the added danger of being caught increases the thrill so much more than saunas and adult cinemas that had kept me going over the cold winter months.

I was lucky at the time to be living and working in a part of London near one of the best outdoor cruising areas. So I found myself at the end of a workday, mainly daydreaming of delicious cocks and hiding the raging hard-on in my pants, heading to the tube station that would take me there.

Twenty minutes later, I crossed the London/Essex border and began the short walk to the woods with the most action. I decided to skip the first entrance alongside the large pond and head towards the car park to see how busy it was.

I find about seven cars sitting empty in the car park, a promising sign that other horny guys have the same idea as me. Taking the left path, I head towards my favourite spot and begin the hunt.

For me, it is a hunt. I find myself becoming almost predatory, focused solely on my prey, that long hard shaft, mushroom-shaped head, two round plump balls filled with warm, sticky, salty, delicious cum that I need to swallow.

A short distance into the woods and a rustle of branches got my attention. A man appeared on the path coming out of the side path to the right, which led to a small clearing. He looks to be around forty, with short brown hair with a hint of grey at the sides, square-jawed with a boxer's nose. He was stockily built and muscular but with a bit of a belly. The loose-fitting grey tracksuit and old trainers showed that he was here to cruise. The prey had been spotted, now it was time to capture his sweet, sweet prick.

The clearing I like is down a pathway to the left between me and the guy, I watch him as I make my way there. We made eye contact. He stares straight at me, so I look down at his crotch; I'm sure there's a hint of a bulge of a semi-erect penis there, then I make eye contact with him again with a friendly smile and nod in his direction, and I take the path to the left.

Now's the moment of truth: will he take the bait and follow? I take the winding path a short distance to the clearing; the snapping of undergrowth behind me tells me he's on the hook.

I enter the small glade and head over to a fallen log that makes the perfect bench to sit and suck cock on. Just seconds later, the stranger whose hot jizz I hope will soon be running down the back of my throat steps into the open.

He pauses, nervous maybe? He looks at me, waiting to make sure he's read the signals right. One hand reaches down to fondle the much more noticeable bulge in his trackies. Already I can tell it's going to be a thick, meaty manhood. He catches me staring, so I give a little upward nod and a smile, and he starts to approach.

He stops a few inches from me, seemingly hesitant about what to do next. I reached a hand forward and down towards his tantalising bulge, he was a few inches shorter than me so I had to stoop a bit which brought my face nearer to his and I could hear his breathing quicken as I ran my fingers up from the root of his dick past the tip and up to the edge of his waistband.

The tie strings holding his bottoms up barely did the job, so I was able to slide my hand down the front easily. He'd come ready for this as he wore no underwear. It was the girth of his meat that surprised me, almost as thick as a beer bottle. I could feel the veins and ridges as my fingertips glided down its length. It danced and twitched to my touch until I reached its end and found two plump round balls in his loose sack.

Cupping them in my hand, I began to massage them, gently rolling them around. I could feel his rock-hard penis twitch and tap against my arm. He groaned slightly and leaned forward to kiss me, gentle to start with, his stubble prickling my skin. He placed one hand behind my neck, the other half down the back of my trousers on the small of my back, and pulled me in tight. The kiss grew in passion, and I felt his tongue pushing my lips apart, parting them as his probing tongue found mine, and we started a slow but forceful dance with them.

I placed my free hand on his back between the shoulder blades. The other hand I managed to free from being trapped between our groins, still inside his trackies, moving around to the back. I cup one firm, muscular buttock and pull him in, our bodies tight together, the kissing becoming more voracious.

Instinctively our hips begin to gyrate, grinding our stiff hard cocks against each other through our clothes. Even with the layers between us, I can feel his bulbous head rub across mine, sending shockwaves of pleasure into my nervous system and driving the lust into an all-consuming drive, my inner cum guzzling cockslut is now in full control, and I love it.

As we embrace our tongues wrestling, cocks grinding, breathing quickening, I feel his torso arch away, giving him just enough room to get a hand between us to unzip his top. His hand then moves to one of his nipples and begins to play with it. The slutty voice in my head tells me that I want that nipple to tongue and nibble on, to make him moan from it. Breaking the kiss, I move to his earlobe, I might as well enjoy the trip down to the nipple and beyond, gently nuzzling it between my lips and nibbling on it. He holds me even tighter. Next, I make my way down his neck, kissing and licking the side of it whilst I run my fingers gently up and down the back of it between his shoulders and head. A soft moan escapes his lips.

Pulling away from our embrace, I look down at his chest covered in brown curly hair flecked with grey, a slight paunch over a solid frame the hair thins out into a trail leading towards a now prominent and throbbing bulge. His nipple's are larger than average. Burying my face in his chest hair. I take his right nipple between my lips and gently suck in it and run my tongue over its tip. A hand starts to stroke the back of my head gently at first, then harder as my teeth softly nibble on his wonderfully erect nipple.

My left hand with a mind of its own slides down the front of his tracksuit bottoms and I wrap my fingers around his rock hard thick cock, slowly stroking his cock and sucking on an engorged nipple I hear a deep moan escapes his lips, he bends his head down nearer mine and hoarsely whispers, "do you want to suck it". As a way of an answer, I move my hands to his hips and tuck my thumbs into his waistband, sitting down on the fallen tree, finally, I am face to face with the enticing bulge. I began to inch his joggers down, slowly revealing his shaft. I knew it was a thick piece of man meat, but now, seeing it just inches away was breathtaking. The waistband cleared the base of his shaft and, pulling it down further, revealed two big juicy plums nestling in the loose fold of his sack.

My mouth started salivating at the sight of this chunky rock solid cock; it wasn't the longest I'd seen, maybe a shade under six inches; it called to the cumslut in my head," suck it quick, drain those balls". I had to get myself under control, This should not be quick; it needed to be savoured. This should be a leg-trembling, soulful orgasm, taking this man to the edge of euphoria.

Wrapping just a finger and thumb around his shaft, I gently begin to stroke his thick erection. My mouth moves towards the ball sack and I use my tongue to massage them before taking the left ball into my mouth and giving it a slow long suck. Moving over to the right one, I do the same, the gentle swaying back and forth of his hips encouraging me on. I spend a little time playing with each testicle whilst running my fingers along his shaft, I can hear his breath quickening and the hip sway increasing. It's time to move on to the thick meat I want to taste. Starting from between the balls, I run my tongue up to the base and onwards, feeling each vein as it runs over the tip of my tongue. As I reach the top, I can see the beautiful mushroom-shaped head in all its glory, beads of pre-cum already forming, ready to be savoured by my hungry mouth. My eager tongue swirls around the purple glistening delight, lips parting. I move to take the large head into the warm embrace of my mouth when a rustle of branches and the sound of footsteps behind cause us to freeze in panic.

The fear of being caught paralyses me for a second, not knowing what to do. The provider of the feast of manhood is quickest to react as he grabs to pull his joggers up. A bit slower to react, I turn to look behind me just as a gentleman enters the clearing; he looks to be in his early 60s, grey-haired but still handsome. Slender and wearing a light plaid shirt and faded jeans. By far the most striking thing about him though is the fact that protruding from his undone flies is a hard flagpole of a cock standing to attention, casually he begins to stroke his length, slender like its owner but a good 8 inches long, a smile plays across his face as he realises what he has walked into.

The first guy relaxes, and his joggers return to their rightful place below his scrotum. I let out the breath I hadn't realised I was holding and took the ripe plums in my hand to massage; my mouth finally welcomed the hard pink monster inside. Taking just the head to begin with, I gently suck and tongue around it, paying extra attention to the sensitive dickhole that I hope will soon shoot hot cum for me to eat. I try to focus on the sexual task at hand, but my mind is racing about the newcomer. Is he just a voyeur coming to watch and jerk off, or would he join in and give me two dicks to enjoy and both fill me with their hot, sticky loads to satiate my craving.

My head starts to bob up and down on the thick, meaty shaft, slowly at first, only taking the first few inches, my tongue flitting around the flesh, searching out veins and bumps to caress. The rocking of his hips each time I go down pushing it slightly deeper on each suck until I am eagerly working the entire length and the head is hitting the back of my mouth. Maintaining a slow and steady pace, I run the hand that was massaging his balls back to just behind them and run my fingers over his perineum.

I sense movement just to the side of me, so I swivel my head slightly to see, the thrusting cock still deep in my mouth, its speed increasing slightly. Our interloper has moved closer, his eyes locked on the solid bit of meat sliding in and out of my wet mouth, his hand now has a firm grip around his long member and is jerking it off slowly, the round small head glistening invitingly. Already the victim of the sin of lust, I feel the overwhelming need to give in to greed; I don't just want this second cock; I yearn for it; he stops within a few feet of u. Reaching out my hand, I am just able to run my fingertips over the coarse pubic hair and soft skin of his loaded ball sack. Hoping that reaching out to him will entice him closer. It works, and he takes a step forward, and now I can replace his hand with my own; taking his long, stiff manhood into my grip, I start to stroke.

I have my left hand massaging a perineum, my right hand wanking a stranger's long hard penis, and another stranger's dick thrusting into my willing mouth. Absolute cum slut heaven! I feel alive, my heart pounding with excitement, my cock throbbing and straining against my trousers to be released; I want to pull it out and stroke it, but if I do that, I might lose focus on the real joy of taking another man's, or in the case men, orgasms.

I felt two hands take the sides of my head and straighten it back towards thick cocks thrusting member so he could face fuck me as deep as possible, that thick juicy head sliding back and forth down my throat. Moving the hand, I had been using to massage him around to his firm buttock, I pulled him in, urging him on to fuck harder and faster. I felt a twitch from long cock and heard a soft sexual groan escape his lips, my hand wrapped around the lengthy shaft began to move faster up and down the entire manhood.

Sounds of kissing came from above my head as thick cock and long cock moved closer together; one hand was removed from my head, presumably to embrace long cock; I was too enthralled by the face fucking I was receiving to care.

The thrusts were now longer and faster, and my tongue danced around the girthy member as it ploughed my eager throat. I could see thick cocks stomach starting to spasm. Hurried moans came from between the lips of both men. I didn't think he would last much longer, but then he stopped thrusting and breaking away from the lips of long cock. He looked down at me as my tongue worked just the head of his penis. He caught his breath for a second then in a hoarse masterly tone he said "you're a hungry little cock sucker aren't you, I want to watch you suck his cock," with that he pulled the tip of his cock out of my mouth, smiling up at him with a single nod of my head I turned to long cock, my hand still curled around his shaft.

Pulling him towards me he shuffled closer till his glistening, pre cum covered tip was tantalisingly close to my lips. It was now that I noticed his shirt was undone and a mat of grey hair covered his chest, Thick Cock had one hand down the back of Long Cocks jeans and was fondling him. Placing his other hand on the back of my head he pushed it forward towards the slender long cock.

Kissing sounds began again as Iicked up the pre cum before taking the head into my mouth. Whilst Thick Cock had been relatively easy to take the length of I knew the length of this magnificent manhood would be a challenge. Slowly, I slid down my tongue, savouring the taste of this man. Just over halfway, I felt it tickle my uvula and reach my throat. Adjusting my angle I managed to get my neck more inline with the shaft piercing my throat, luckily I've never had much of a gag reflex, the cumslut voice was hollering in my head to take it all to feel the balls in my chin. Pushing on slowly, my lips finally reached the base of this long shaft. My nose was buried in a forest of grey hair, the heady, musky aroma of maleness filling my nostrils, balls gently pressed against my chin. I held all its glory for as long as I could before retreating.

Using one hand to stroke long cocks shaft from the bottom to middle whilst my lips and tongue worked the tip downwards till they met. I tenderly set about coaxing the sticky cum from his engorged cock, twisting as I gently tugged on his manhood and running my tongue over his cockhole every time my mouth reached the tip, his rock hard dick quivered and twitched with sensual joy. I could hear both men's moans and ragged breathing as the two explored each other with hands and mouths.

Not wanting to leave thick cock out I ran my spare hand up the inside of his thigh and took his large full plums into the palm of my hand and began to roll them gently with my fingers. Having recovered from his earlier near orgasm I felt him move his cock closer to my face again, its tip gently rubbed against my cheek as I bobbed up and down on long cock. Still stroking long cocks member I released him from my mouth and looked at the scene before me.

Both men were kissing passionately, tongues darting and dancing together, soft moans escaping between moments of ragged breathing lost in the moment of lust. Hands playing across naked flesh grabbing at butt cheeks, tweaking nipples, caressing up and down backs, holding each other both giving into desire as if nothing else mattered. Before me stood two erect beautiful cocks, twitching and bobbing, the heads just inches from each other and my hungry willing mouth. Three men giving in and embracing their desires.

Grabbing both shafts I stroke them with a long and slow motion, a slight movement of long cocks hips and both heads touch so I can mouth and tongue them at the same time. Swirling and caressing both tips in my mouth, I can hear the moaning and passionate kissing noises intensify. After a minute or so I increase the speed of my hands a little bit and start to focus on one cock at a time.

Each rock hard member receives a couple of long hard sucks at a time taking as much of them down my throat as I can before doing the same to the other. My senses alert I look for the telltale signs of a man close to exploding his hot sticky seed, who will be the first to feed my cum hungry mouth.

Moments pass as I work on both proud manhoods, trying desperately to look for the signs and not get lost in the euphoria of two stunning cocks to play with. Thick cock is filling my mouth when I hear a low animalistic moan from long cock his gloriously long prick twitches powerfully in my hand. He's close to busting, releasing thick cock from my lips I pounce on long cock and hurriedly gobble down every inch till the head is buried deep down my throat. I hold still for a brief second before rising slowly back up this impressive member, my tongue working every part of the shaft and the head as I reach the top.

The hunger for cum is all consuming now, I crave to feel the viscous seed explode into my waiting maw, to taste the salty goodness and feel the warmth glide down my throat as I swallow every drop.

With one hand around the bottom of the shaft pumping up and down with a slight twisting, my lips locked around the shaft running quickly to meet the hand then back up the tip of my tongue racing over every vein and ridge. It cannot be long now before long cock erupts.

"That's it makes him cum," thick cock huskily spurs me on, no words have come from long cock since he joined us just groans of pleasure, the rise in ecstasy of the moans noticeable as he reaches the climactic end.

The first knee twitch from long cock and the stomach muscles spasming show that the flow of hot fresh semen is now seconds away. I increase my assault on this eight inches of erect delight, legs now wobbling, the moaning at fever pitch and the breathing fast and hard long cock speaks for the first time.

"I'm cumming," his voice urgent and high pitched long cock warns me of his impending eruption. For some people this is the warning to pull away so as not to taste the man juice, to me it's a call that my prize is due that now I can feed my cum slut side.

My mouth is now only working the first few inches, the hand now running up and down more of his prominent length, the tongue flitting around the head and the most sensitive hole in the tip. Long cocks knees slump a little and I can see his stomach tensing and pulsing, his cock bucks and twitches in my mouth. The first eruption splatters the roof of my mouth, powerful spurts of jizz fill my waiting tongue slowing to little drops as he empties himself into me.

As his whole body relaxed from orgasming, I paused to savour the large load covering the inside of my mouth. Its warmth and musky saltiness pleased my tongue, its consistency not as thick as I am used to. Swallowing, I could feel it as it glided down to my stomach, a warm satisfaction of half a job done so far. Long cocks member was already beginning to wilt before me, so taking it once more into my mouth I licked off the last few drops and enjoyed the pleasure of a once erect cock becoming flaccid in my mouth because of me.

Pulling his once long member away from me long cock bent down and whispered a thank you into my ear, then planting a soft lingering kiss on my lips he turned around and unsteadily made his way out of the clearing dressing as he went.

It was just the two of us again. My eyes had already gone back to taking in the majesty and impressive girth of the original cock I had found. My lips longed to be wrapped back around it, just as I started to move forward to take it a firm hand tilted my head up and I found thick cocks face bent down towards me. His lips met mine firm and passionate, his tongue slipped out trying to wriggle its way past my lips, I welcomed it in eagerly and it writhed around as if searching for a taste of the cum that had just been deposited in my mouth. His hand found the back of my head and held me there, his fingertips tenderly but firmly massaging my scalp. Our tongues wrestled with each other, soft groans coming from both of us as we gave into the passion of this heavy kiss.

A minute or so passed before he broke away, with his face just in front of mine I looked into his pale blue eyes as his husky voice once more reached my ears, "God, that was such a good cock sucking you did, I want you suck me now". The tone of his voice and the stare of those eyes went straight to the cumslut part of me who now had full control. Nodding my head and a quick "yes please" was all I could manage. Standing back up straight he brought the most delicious looking thick and rock hard prick back into view, "go on then cockwhore suck it" that husky voice commanded me. Those words went right to my core, I have always found that when I have given into the need for cock and become a self confessed cumslut that being called names like cockwhore and such heightens the need, to have someone who could do it in such a masterly tone and able to take control so firmly meant that I could be free to be the fuck toy I wanted to be. So lost to this man as a master in this moment had he wanted to fuck me raw I would have been bent open cheeks spread in a heartbeat.

As soon as he commanded me to, I found my lips locked around his thick shaft, the bulbous head filling my throat. I grabbed hold of his ass with both hands pulling him towards me so I could have every last bit of cock in my mouth. Moving backwards and forwards slowly from balls to tip, I savour this prodigious prick. His hips start to sway back and forth mirroring the rhythm my mouth is setting, "you love that cock in your mouth don't you, slut?" he asks in his husky masterly tone. Letting out a little moan of pleasure and a slight nod of my head I let him know I'm enjoying not only his thick scrumptious cock, but also the way he is treating me.

Picking up the pace of my head bobbing and my hands now kneading his firm cheeks, he matches the increased strokes with his thrusts. I can't help but moan with pleasure when his large head reaches my throat with more powerful thrusts. His hands cradle the back of my head holding it gently but firmly, "I want to fuck you face and cum down your throat" this time the husky voice is more commanding and masterly than before, I'm no longer thinking for myself, I am his to own and use for the short time we have. Stopping my bobbing head and moving my hands to his hips I gently push them back and forth as a sign of permission to use me as a fuck toy.

"I knew you'd want me to cockwhore", he exclaims. My master's voice sends a shiver of joy through my body. I have submitted; his pleasure is my pleasure.

The first thrust is soft and slow, the tip going from just inside my lips until it rests deep inside my throat, his balls gently nestling against my chin, my hands running up the back of his thighs over his firm behind encouraging him on. His steady pace allowing me to take in all the pleasure of a thick cock fucking my hungry mouth, the tongue dancing along it's length with every motion. After a short while, he increases his pace, slamming the thick beast of a shaft and large mushroomed head deep into me with more and more power.

Lost to the lustful bliss of being used by this man and the peace of not thinking about what I had to do, I was able to soak in the erotic joys my body was feeling. As that fat cock ploughed my willing mouth I could feel every bump, vein and ridge of it. My prick was snuggly confined in the tight bulge of my trousers, a cool, damp sensation from the pre-cum that had soaked into my underwear. The strong hands holding my head in place, the fingers pressing into my scalp. My own hands gripping tightly to the firm buttocks, the muscles tensing each time he thrust deep into my gob. The heady smell of a man's sex filled my nostrils. Any one of these would turn me on, but combined, they brought me to an ecstatic high pulsing through every nerve.

The tempo of this oral cock battering picked up once more, deep animalistic groans perforated the now ragged breathing of the man using me for his pleasure. Struggling to get the words out he told me pantingly" I'm going to cum in your mouth soon...... I want you to swallow all of it". My excitement at receiving this delicious load had me moaning as I sat there waiting to be filled, my hands massaging those tight cheeks spurring him on to release his seed into my cum hungry throat.

Just another dozen or so pumps of my mouth later and I began to notice that the thrusting was becoming more uneven. The tight, hard buttock started tensing and relaxing, this was the moment I craved so badly. With just few more erratic thrusts into my mouth I felt the cheeks nestled in my grip became rock solid, the fingers on my head curled up grabbing my hair pulling me forward on to his shaft I felt the first drops of semen fall on my tongue, thick oozing cum spread along the inside of my mouth, not as explosive as the first load I had eaten but heavy and muskier like it had been stored up for days just waiting for a willing recipient like myself.

With one final deep hard thrust, he smeared this glorious load along my tongue before shooting the last few loads down the back of my throat, where it left a satisfying burning sensation from its warmth. He held my head still until all the cum had flowed from his bulbous tip before releasing me and pulling his still hard cock out of my mouth. My tongue now was able to savour the quality of the load deposited on it. Strong in flavour and thick like custard, I took a deep breath through my nose to fully enjoy the taste like it was a fine wine. Swallowing it down took a couple of gulps as its thickness made it difficult, but feeling it make its slow way down to my belly gave me a sensation of pure joy.

The thick cock before me, still as erect as before, had remnants of cum slowly dripping down it, beads of cum nestled in the trimmed pubes around the base of the shaft and a single pearl of cum leaking from the tip. I had been told to swallow all of it, so like a good cockwhore, I set to work licking this magnificent member clean. Starting from the beads caught in the hair, then swirling my tongue around every inch of cock so as not to miss any I end at that little ball of semen nestled in the cockhole of his bellend. Taking the whole head into my mouth I run my tongue along the hole and capture the last drop of cum.

My breath returning from the exertion of being face fucked, I get up from my seat and look once more into the face of the man who has filled my stomach with cum and fulfilled my cumslut desires. He pulls me into another kiss. Soft this time, our tongues just caressing each other, unlike the frantic wrestling of earlier, hands gently playing over our bodies. I can feel his cock pressed against me become flaccid, reaching down I give it one last stroke.

We break from the embrace, and a moment of awkwardness hangs in the air for a second. Breaking the silence, this masterly man apologizes for calling me a cockwhore, and I have to tell him how much it turned me on and that he was perfect at telling me what to do. After sharing such an intimate and passionate experience, it's only now that we learn each other's names. Finally realising his joggers are still around his knees, he pulls them up and turns as if to leave, pausing slightly before turning back. "Look, that was one of the best times I've had with another man", he says, almost embarrassed, not like the man who had mastered me. I replied that it was beyond what I had come looking for and that it was one of the best for me as well, "I don't normally ask, but I'd really like to meet up again. Would it be possible to maybe exchange numbers so we could arrange something?" he enquired nervously.

Normally whenever I'm asked this I politely decline as I've never really been looking for anything more than a quick thrill, but something about this man with his powerful body and gorgeous cock had me wanting more. Deciding to take a chance that this could be too good a chance to miss, I agree and enter my number into his phone. He rang me so that I would have his number. Then, as if we both don't want this moment to end, we find ourselves entwined again, lips locked once more for one last time. His hand goes to my bulge and gives it a gentle rub. "Do you want me to take care of this?" he asks, giving the head of my prick a gentle squeeze.

"Maybe next time, it'll give you a reason to get in touch," I reply. We lean in for one last kiss, his hand massaging my erect penis, then he moves away "oh I'll be in touch" he says and then walks away turning just once to smile back at me, which makes my heart skip a beat, then he's gone.

So there I am standing in a clearing, a bellyful of cum and the cockwhore side of me satiated for a short while. Time to head for home, thoughts of whether the stranger who had fed me one of the best loads of jizz I have ever swallowed, from a cock that was worth worshipping would actually get in touch and if we would meet up again. A broad smile came across me as I set off, contented and hopeful.