I have always enjoyed being an exhibitionist and flashing. I'm also an avid hiker and runner and enjoy finding remote trails for long day hikes. Since my wife is overweight and out of shape, she has never been a fan of long hikes with me. I don't mind since I enjoy being in nature by myself and it gives me an opportunity to enjoy one of my favorite things, hiking nude.

On this particular day, it was a hot and humid (Florida) summer day. So, I picked a trail that I was certain would be deserted, packed plenty of water and sunscreen and told my wife I was going to do an all-day trip. Susan just smiled, kissed me goodbye, and told me to have a good time. She knew I was accustomed to these types of hiking trips, so she didn't worry. Also, she enjoyed getting some time to herself. I was happy and excited to get a chance to enjoy my pastime of nude hiking and masturbation. If I was lucky, I would get a chance to masturbate twice in the hot sun. It always felt so good and free.

When I arrived at my spot, I was excited to see that there were no other cars at the trailhead. I couldn't believe my luck. It was going to be a perfect day. I almost stripped right there and started out naked, but then I thought, "What if someone happens to pull up right as I'm finished undressing?" I smiled to myself and decided to play it safe and take my time. I would have most of the day, so there was no need to rush.

The trail I picked crisscrossed frequently with a beautiful spring-fed stream. Not only would this provide water in the case of me running out, but it also had some nice pools at frequent intervals. So, I could cool off throughout the day if I wanted. After about a mile of vigorous hiking, I was sweating and excited. I stopped and listened for a couple minutes to make sure no one was around, then I proceeded to strip and put my clothes in my pack. The warm sun and breeze felt so good on my naked body and I just stood for a few minutes playing with my cock which was already mostly hard in anticipation.

I squeezed out an ample glob of sunscreen (made sure to get the oily kind) and started massaging it onto my cock and then the rest of my body. I stood there stroking for a bit, then grabbed my pack and started slowly walking the trail, playing with myself the whole time to stay hard. I went on like this for about another mile before deciding I was ready for my first cum. I was close to the stream and the steady trickle of water was pleasant. I sat on a log next to the stream and quickened my stroke until I couldn't hold back. I aimed my cock head straight at my face and opened my mouth, pushing myself as close to the tip as I could. In seconds, I was spraying cum in my mouth, on my face and chest and moaning like I had seen in pornos, telling myself how good I tasted. I swallowed what went in my mouth and licked off my fingers as I sat there enjoying the moment. I really do enjoy the taste of my own cum, so this was like another special treat to me. Eventually, I ate as much cum as I could get and just let the rest dry. I felt elated.

I got back up and started off down the trail. This time I would be traveling fast since I wasn't worried about keeping a hard-on as I walked. It felt good to let my limp cock swing back and forth as I walked. It made a little slapping rhythm that kept me at a good pace. I didn't even worry about checking the trail for other hikers since I was certain no one else would be out this far on a hot day like this. I had completely forgotten about being careful. After another hour, I stopped, had something to eat and decided to keep going for another hour before turning around to head back. I rubbed a generous glob of sunscreen on my cock and started to play again. It didn't take long for me to be hard as rock again. I smiled and said something kinky before standing up to begin part two. That's when I froze. Just sixty feet down the trail behind me was a lone guy, standing there and smiling. "Shit!" I didn't know what to do, but at least he wasn't cussing me out or yelling at me. So, I did the first thing that came to my mind.

"Sorry, man. It's hot. I was just skinny-dipping in the stream to cool off. I didn't know anyone was out here." I started pulling my clothing out of my pack and realized how stupid my story was since my boots were still on and I was completely dry. I just hoped he wasn't that curious.

He walked right over to where I was fumbling with my clothing. Then he smiled and chuckled a little. "No need to lie to me, buddy." I could see him staring at my boner and I knew I was busted again. "I've been following you all day. So, you can drop the bullshit stories."

Fuck! He had been following me all day? What? How? My mind was a jumble of unanswered questions and I didn't know where to start. The guy was making me uncomfortable in dozens of ways, not the least of which was his continual gaze at my cock and his own hand rubbing his crotch area a little. Before I could say anything coherent, he broke the silence.

"Look. I don't know your name or anything, but I've seen you out here dozens of times. Every time, your routine is almost the same. Start hiking, strip, jack-off, hike, jack-off, eventually return to your car and leave. I've tracked you and watched you before. You're pretty amazing, buddy. I'm Joe. So what is your name?"

He just stood there smiling and staring as he waited for my answer. I couldn't believe he knew. I had been careful. Maybe he was bluffing. "Look, Joe, I'm not sure I believe your story. And, I don't intend to give you my name. I just want to get dressed and get the hell out of here. You'll never see me again." As I started to grab my clothing again, Joe laughed out loud.

"Not so fast, buddy. Either you can give me your name or I'll just turn your license into the cops for indecent exposure. That's right, I took a good picture of your license tag, and your truck from several angles. And I have some convincing pictures of you personally. So, let's just be friendly and you give me your name."

Joe just stood there looking at me. He didn't look angry, but he did look serious. And, I could see he was not bluffing. "Okay, I'm Dave. Nice to meet you, Joe." I lied, but I didn't want to piss him off since he was holding all the cards. "Now, can I leave?"

Joe just smiled. "See, that wasn't so hard. It's good to have a name to go with your... ," he laughed, "face." My face was red, but he had a point. "Dave, you have a pretty nice habit. I've seen you out here a lot. Doesn't your girlfriend give you any?" Joe took his shirt off and started undoing his shorts.

I had no idea what Joe was doing, but I didn't care. I just wanted to be done with this. "No girlfriend." I told the truth, but I didn't mention my wife. "So, I don't get any. I like to jack off and this is a nice place to do it. I didn't think anyone was watching. Now, what do you want from me?"

"Dave," Joe continued as he dropped his shorts and started pulling his boxers down. "If we're going to be friends, I need you to be honest with me. You're wearing a wedding band, so you're obviously married. You're horny as hell, whether your wife gives you any or not. And what do I want from you? I just want us to be friends. That's all." As he finished speaking he dropped his boxers and stood before me nude, the same as I was. In fact, he had a boner that he started playing with and I couldn't help but noticed it looked a lot like mine, 7 inches and cut.

I tried not to stare, but I could feel my semi-hard cock responding a little. "Joe, I don't know you and I don't need us to be friends. I just want to dress and go home. Can we please just let this go? I'm serious about not coming back out here again. Yes, I'm married and she puts out some, but I'm just horny all the time. Surely you can understand."

Joe moved closer, stroking his cock. "Of course I understand. We're going to be friends, Dave. I promise you that. Because I'm sure you don't want the authorities involved in this, right?" I nodded. Joe smiled. "Right, so I can tell you like this, don't you?" Joe his hand from his boner and pointed to it. "Because, I've seen you looking at it and I believe your member has answered my question."

My cock was rock hard and I couldn't hide it. "Look, man, we can be friends, but you need to delete those pictures." The last thing I wanted was to have the police involved. This could ruin me. "I don't know what you want me to say. I'm not into guys. You look okay for a guy, but it does nothing for me." I lied again. I could feel my boner stiffen, but I played it off as my normal horniness. I had honestly never looked at cock much since I was preoccupied with pussy and tits. So this was new territory for me.

"I think I'll keep the pictures for now." Joe smiled. "And, I don't believe you. I think you're into guys and you don't know it. I saw the way you shot your cum into your mouth and then licked up all the rest. It was like you couldn't wait. It was really hot, Dave. I've watched you and jacked off while you were eating your cum. I want to do it again while I'm right next to you. Understand?"

Joe had a point about me getting excited about eating my cum, but that didn't mean I was into guys. "I'm not into guys, but I'm okay if you want to jack off next to me. Just be quick about it."

Joe laughed. "You don't understand at all, Dave. You're going to help me out... with your mouth."

"What?!!! Fuck no!! I'm no homosexual!!" I was furious and desperate.

"Dave, you have no choice. I'm holding all the cards here. So, get down on your knees right here and start 'helping me' with your mouth. I'm not going to ask you again."

Fuck, fuck, fuck... I tried to reason my way out of this. I could try to fight him, but I wasn't a good fighter and he was a big muscular guy, so he would probably kick my ass. I could see from his devious smile that he was completely serious. Maybe if I just appeared to comply, he would be satisfied and let me go. What choice did I have? I moved in front of Joe and got down on my knees.

"See, Dave, that wasn't so hard. I thought you were a smart guy and would figure out you have no options. Now I want you to gently kiss the head and shaft of my cock and tell me how much you love it. And you better convince me."

Joe's boner was just inches from my face and I did feel myself admiring it, even though I despised what I was about to do. I moved in and started kissing the head and shaft of his cock. I heard him moan in approval. "I really love your cock, Joe." I looked up and Joe and saw him take another picture of me. "Fuck, Joe! What the hell?" I almost got up, but Joe interrupted me.

"It's cool, Dave. This is just for me. I promise. Now keep kissing me and lick up and down my shaft. Keep telling me how much you love my cock and that you want to suck it for me."

Damn. I was so pissed, but at least no one was around to see. I kept kissing and then started licking up and down his shaft like he directed. "I really love your cock, Joe." I kissed and licked some more. "I really want to suck your cock for you, Joe." I felt my cock get rock hard as I said it. I had wanted to suck my own cock since the first time I got a boner. Joe's cock did look a lot like mine. I couldn't believe was making me fucking horny.

"Yes, Dave. I can see that you mean it and you want to suck me. Slide my cock head in your mouth and start gently sucking if for me. Be a good friend and I'll give you the reward I know you want." Joe moaned and said my name a few times. I couldn't deny that the whole thing was kind of hot.

I pulled his cock to my lips. It was dripping precum, but I put the head in my mouth and gave it a couple sucks. Joe moaned, "yes" put his hands on my head, running his fingers through my hair. I kept going, tasting his precum. It was similar to mine and I found that I actually did like it. I didn't wait for more direction. I slid his cock into my mouth as far as I could without choking and sucked it with intention. Joe responded, clearly excited, and I found that I was enjoying making him excited. I reached my hands around to his ass and pulled him in, sucking with more enthusiasm.

"Oh, fuck, yes, Dave!! Damn, that feels so good, buddy. Please don't stop."

Joe was now completely under my control and I was loving the feeling. I sucked his cock faster and kept my hand around the base to handle what I couldn't swallow. I couldn't believe I was actually sucking a guy's cock and really enjoying it. I could feel my own boner dripping precum without me even touching it. It felt good to make Joe feel good. Something in my brain clicked and I wanted to taste Joe's cum, only from the source, the way I had always wanted to do with my own. I was literally bouncing on his cock.

After a couple minutes, Joe spoke again, trying to control himself. "Dave.. you ... need... to stop... or I'm going to cum."

That was all I needed to hear. I nearly swallowed him all this time, sucking and slurping. Seconds later he exploded in my mouth. I choked on the first explosion because of the amount, but I swallowed and kept sucking. Joe pumped over and over again, finally just oozing cum. I stayed latched on to his cock, sucking down all his creamy load. It tasted better than my own. I licked and kissed his softening cock as he moaned in pleasure, saying my name over and over. Finally, he pulled me from my knees and embraced me, kissing my cheek and telling me how wonderful I was.

"Damn, Dave! That was the best blow job ever. I'm..." I could tell he was searching for words. "...sorry I made you do it."

I embraced Joe as I savored the taste of his cum in my mouth. Then I kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear. "Don't be sorry, Joe. I loved sucking your cock." I couldn't believe those words were coming from my mouth, but I meant it. Joe responded by kissing me softly on the lips. I had never kissed a guy before, but it felt nice, so I kissed him back.

"Wow, Dave! Thanks so much!" I could tell he wanted to say more, but was hesitant.

"You're welcome, Joe." I smiled at him. "Do you want to suck me now?" My boner was still rock hard and dripping. "Because, I think friends should help out friends, don't you?"

Joe laughed. "Hell yeah, buddy!" Joe dropped to his knees in front of me and immediately went to work on my cock. His mouth was heavenly. Susan and various girlfriends over the years had given me blow jobs, but Joe's was way better. He was really into it doing everything he could to make me feel good. I was moaning and telling him over and over how much I loved it. In minutes, Joe had me cumming and he returned the favor, drinking my cum down the same way I had him.

When he finally finished, he stood up and we embraced and kissed for a long time before exchanging personal information and pictures. We took several nude pictures of each other before we started hiking back to the parking area. Both of us dressed, agreeing that we didn't want to risk another "Joe" encounter. But, I found myself hoping that this was just the beginning of a very special friendship.