Weekend Walks

Every weekend for the last three years my wife and I have been walking-hiking in national park close to our home.
Even during lockdown its been our exercise.
Fourteen weeks ago my wife broke her ankle at home falling down the stairs. And her break was complicated.
After the first couple of weekends, where I stayed with her, she told me to get out and walk, knowing I missed the exercise and being in the beautiful surroundings of the national park. Plus I was probably getting on her nerves.
The walks for us were a distraction, because our sex life three years ago pretty much finished on her say so.
Without going into it too much, she wasn't enjoying my large cock, and it is big, or any form of sex anymore.
I still loved my wife, so to spend time together, without the sex, we began hiking.
After the first weekend without her, I decided I was going to take some of the routes she never wanted to take because of their length or difficulty.
The following week I'd been on a hillier route and was slowly moving through a wooded section, when I saw a younger guy quite openly masturbating just off the trail.
I'd not had sex, full on sex (I had a young woman suck me off at work, but felt incredibly guilty about it) since my wife denied me that option with her. Yet I'd never even thought about gay sex, let alone wanted to indulge.
However seeing him masturbating so brazenly, I became erect and turned on. And when I become erect in trousers, because of my size, its uncomfortable.
My next move changed my sexual life. Instead of walking past him, I walked over and asked him if he sucked cock.
My trousers were undone and lowered along with my boxers in seconds, and that's when I heard him say "Fucking Wow".
My cock measures just a smidge under ten inches, and it's as thick as a rolling pin.
In my whole life I've never had anyone able to deep throat it. He did it immediately like my cock was average sized. Yes he gagged somewhat, but over the next twenty minutes or so before I shot my sticky load over his face, he practically worshipped my dick and balls, deep throating my full length every now and then.
I was in total rapture I can tell you. His ability to suck on my dick the way he did, just blew my mind as well as my cock.
And I knew within myself this wasn't going to be the last time.
When I first felt myself building up to cumming, I let him know. He gripped my cock at the base tightly and my orgasm subsided, but only until he went crazy bobbing his head on my dick, effectively fucking my cock with his mouth.
I didn't need to tell him I was there a second time, as he pulled my cock out of his mouth, wanked it furiously and I came so much, it literally coated his face.
He used wipes to clean up, then we introduced ourselves.
Oliver, Olly asked me if I fucked guys too. Its strange because I didn't hesitate when I told him "I'd fuck you".
We spoke about where we lived and I learned as he joined me on my walk back down to my car, that he lives only ten minutes from my home. Swapping numbers and agreeing to meet the following week, he recommended a quieter more private walk he knew of. Telling me there's a beautiful place he knew where I could fuck him.
All week, all I could think about was Olly. And could I go through with it, and actually fuck a guy.
Having a blow job was one thing, but id never fucked anyone's arsehole, not even my wife's.
During the week I got a couple of messages off Olly arranging a time and where to park to meet up. He also sent me a naked picture of himself posing with a dildo poking out of his backside. That picture did it for me, I was definitely going to fuck my first arse, and it was going to be a his.
We met early, both eager and horny I guess. No one else was about as it hadn't stopped raining. My wife even questioned if I should be out in the weather.
But I wasn't going to miss the opportunity to finally fuck someone after three years.
It took nearly half an hour to hike up to the crag, and the trees that covered the crags overhang.
By the time we'd gotten there I knew much more about Olly, and he me.
I discovered he's thirty one, married, but loves cock. I also learned why he always walked alone. His wife is wheelchair bound and knows he enjoys sex with men. In fact she encourages him to enjoy himself sexually, as their marriage has never been sexual.
Feeling extremely horny and sheltered under the overhang I removed all my clothing, becoming naked but putting my boots back on.
Olly did the same but, put a tube of lube down on a rock and some condoms. Something even though I said I'd sort out, I'd totally forgotten. Smiling at me, he said he had all day and wanted me to enjoy him. No sooner had he said it, he sank down and sucked in my cock.
He lovingly sucked on my dick for a long time. Knowing how to get me close, but not too close to cumming. Then slowly licking my balls and cock until I was so hard, my cock was straining for his rear hole.
Finally not able to resist I told him I wanted his arsehole.
He put his own lube all over his arsehole kneeling on the dirt floor, as I slid one if the few condoms ever in my life, down my throbbing cock.
I was like a kid in a sweet shop. I wanted everything and I wanted it now.
But as I tried to thrust into his backside, Olly told me to take it slow. Not so I didn't hurt him, as I later found out he loves rough sex. But as he said, he wanted to feel every inch enter him.
Taking it slow I was surprised my cock slid in initially as easily as it did (Olly told me later he'd used his biggest dildo earlier to get himself ready).
I had about half of my cock inside Olly, before he groaned loudly. At first I had that all too familiar feeling of 'That's as deep as he can take it'. Something throughout my entire sexual life I've had.
But Olly moved a little, then pushed back onto my dick. My cock then slid right in.
To feel my balls slap against his arse was amazing. And to see my cock buried up his fuckhole to the hilt, wow, it still excites me to this day.
Asking me to "Fuck me now" I began slowly fucking him. But Olly looked back at me and said "No FUCK me".
Manner from heaven. Pure animal lust took over and I didn't think of Olly's pleasure for some time.
Thrusting into him as hard and as deep as I wanted to, thrilled me. It excited every part of my being and I fucked his arsehole like my life depended on it.
It was so liberating to feel and see my cock bottoming out up his arse, I actually had tears in my eyes from the sheer joy of it.
And I fucked and fucked and fucked him for quite some time, until I heard him cry out. Thinking I'd hurt him I stopped, but he told me "Don't stop". So I thrust hard into his bowels. He cried out more then, but I understood he was reaching his orgasm.
Only then did I think of his enjoyment, his pleasure.
Holding his hips, I did something I'd always wanted to do. I brought my cock right to the opening of his arsehole and slammed it back in. I did it over and over, the full length of my ten inches. And heard and watched as he orgasmed, shaking so much on my dick. And his cock spurted cum everywhere.
Seeing him orgasm like that and my own joy of actually fucking him as I was, my cock exploded up his arse. It was such a powerful release I collapsed onto his back.
Olly was saying things like "Oh fuck yeh" and "Give it to me". And that's exactly what I did holding onto him, pumping my cock into him, draining my balls.
I stayed in him for a couple of minutes getting my breath back. Then Olly moved from under me. He reached for my cock and removed the full condom. Standing up and looking down on Olly as he knelt in front of me, he firstly kissed my cock, then emptied the condom all over his tongue. It was incredibly horny to watch and I found myself kneeling down next to him.
Still with some cum on his tongue, as most had dripped off onto the ground, we kissed.
It just seemed natural and I have to admit its something I now really enjoy with Olly, kissing him passionately.
Having me stand up again, Olly then did something I've never experienced. Getting me to put my hand on the rock face, he moved my arse cheeks apart and began tonguing my arsehole.
It was so nice. So beautiful in fact, I was erect again in only a few minutes.
He stood up behind me and I originally thought he wants to fuck me. But Olly had us swap places. He asked me to do the same for him, telling me it's something he adores.
I didn't hesitate and its now something I love doing for him.
Licking his rear hole, and pulling his cock back, I sucked on my first cock also.
I spent a long time rimming him and loved how he reacted.
Breaking away, he got me another condom, slid in along my cock for me, and said "Don't hold back".
He walked fifteen yards over to the edge of the overhang and put his hands on the rock face, pushing his arse back. I didn't need a second invitation and joined him. Looking out over the countryside below, I power fucked the thirty one year old as hard as I've ever fucked anyone.
Knackered afterwards we stood naked kissing and holding each other.
Olly have met on our hikes many times since for sex. We've also had sex in his home too.
It was after having sex in his house a few weeks ago, we both decided to come clean to our respective partners.
Both his and my wife now know about us. My wifes reaction was to simply say "I love you, stay safe".
Olly's wife wanted to and has now met me. She's wonderful, and dare I say, a very inquisitive woman. Wanting to know how much I enjoy fucking her husband.
Its all very new, but I know my wife is quietly pleased for me, after her retreat from sex.