Copulating in the corn
I don't remember exactly when I first had sex in a cornfield. Memory fades but I seem to recall very tall corn, maybe 10 feet high, closely planted. The other guy was younger, very fit, and we had great sex on a hot afternoon -- or was it night under a full moon. But it was very erotic and I try to play at least once a season. Today was the day.
I've been chatting with a new Grindr guy who lives in the next town. We chatted all day yesterday, on and off, but couldn't find a time to meet. He's married, wife doesn't know, no kids, not a lot of free time. Today we both suddenly were free around 3pm. I was running errands, he was working on a project. We could easily slip away for a frolic.
We met at a cornfield I know which is on public conservation land, so there access and a reason to be there to see nature. He was cuter than I thought he'd be -- nice blue eyes, friendly face, short buzzed hair mostly grey, looking both older and younger than his 46 years. His body was beefy -- as he said a dad bod -- but he wore it well, covered in track shorts and a tight t-shirt showing off his muscular chest.
He was nervous. We chatted as we walked toward the field, several hundred yards of pasture and a muddy access road. I assured him we wouldn't do anything that made him uncomfortable. He's only played with guys for a few years and prefers to bottom. We dodged a few large puddles and walked into the corn about mid field, stepping into another world, tall, immensely green. A few rows in we had disappeared from view and found a little alcove where some of the corn hadn't grown. We groped each other, embraced and then kissed. Wow. good kisser. So rare.
He reached into my trousers and wrenched my cock while I rubbed him through his track shorts. I was rock hard, he wasn't. So I dropped to my knees, slid his shorts down and sucked him to his pubes. His cock was short and fat, maybe five inches, but lots of girth. His balls were huge, spongy, full, hairy and fragrant. I licked and sucked his crotch and balls, tried to hold one in my mouth but it was too big. Latching back onto his rod, it was slightly longer and very much fuller now-- a real mouthful. He began humping my face, gently grabbing my head and thrusting forcefully. I gagged when he hit the back a little hard and he quickly pulled out, apologizing. He lifted me up and we kissed again as he rubbed our cocks together, his leaking a little pre cum.
Then he got on his knees and began a vigorous blow job that was a little too rough. It felt good but I wanted to try more. I stood and turned, presenting him my ass. He charged at me like a stallion and tried to ram his fat dick right in. Damn that hurt. I was hoping for a little ass play and rubbing the head around, not instant penetration. He apologized again as i bent over to suck him again.
"I want you to fuck me," he said, and turned and bent to spread his ample hairy ass. He's very hairy all over, blond straight, not gross. His ass was muscular, not fat. He grabbed my cock and aimed it at his tight hole, pushing back. I slid around a few times than suddenly popped in. He grunted but pushed back, grabbing my hips and encouraging some thrusts. I fucked him for a minute but he was too tight and I slipped out again.
"Damn, that hurt," he said, wrapping me in his arms and kissing yet again.
We began wanking each other but It was clear that he was nearer the edge. I stood aside him, placed my right hand on his beefy bum and wanked him with my left hand, occasionally stooping over to suck the tip and deposit spit for lube. My middle right finger found his hole and tapped him as he rose up on his toes.
"Keep going,' he gasped as my hand raced up and down his shaft. "Yeah, like that. Faster. Yeah. Keep going," as he shot a few short bursts of cum.
"Don't. Stop. Don't. Stop. Ugh," he yelped as he fired a jet of semen above our heads, splatting on the corn stalks six feet up. "Keep going,' he gasped as he fired a half dozen good bursts, then dribbled more all over my hand as he leaned on my shoulder, gasping for breath.
"Holy fuck," I said. "I used to shoot like that. But it's been a while."
He laughed. "Yeah, it's been a few days for me," he said.
I wiped my hand as best I could while he tidied up and pulled his sport shorts up.
I got dressed and arranged my hard rod into my trousers.
"You don't want to cum?" he asked.
"No, I jerked off last night and today was about you," I replied.
We chatted all the way back to the cars, agreeing to meet again. Soon.
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