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Whopper Willy in the Bushveld
I'm William Wang and I want to tell you about an encounter in Kruger Park.
We had just finished the first day of our company strategy meeting. The meeting was being held in a luxury lodge. The day was filled with the usual contextual analysis crap with discussions on the major threats. Everyone had to have their say and hear their voices, all very exhausting.
Most delegates gathered in the pub before dinner, but I decided to give it a miss and go on a game-viewing drive. I was the only one signed up and the young handsome ranger said ""I was all his". He introduced himself and Hans Winkler and invited me to sit up front with him to hear above the engine noise.
Hans had thick blond hair, a golden tan, arms, and legs covered in blond hair. He wore khaki and his shorts were tight and looked like they were a size too small. He was very friendly and funny. He started up the engine and we were soon heading towards a waterhole. I couldn't take my eyes off Han's legs and his crotch area; I was distracted and didn't pay much attention to searching for wildlife. Within minutes, we pulled off the road and Hans leaned over me and showed me leopard in a tree eating a deer that she killed. His eyes were certainly tuned in, as I would never have spotted it. He opened the complimentary cooler, and we shared two beers
I took a few photos and Hans drove to the nearby waterhole. There was a herd of around forty elephants drinking and spraying water. Youngsters were knee-deep jostling with each other. You could hear the deep elephant rumble as they communicated with each other, and now and then one would trumpet loudly. I clicked away with my camera and my heart beat faster because we were so close. Hans explained how family structures worked and how rapidly the elephant population in the park had grown. We watched a group of warthogs try to get past the elephants to the waterhole, but the bull elephant kept chasing them.
After an hour, it was almost dark, and Hans drove us deeper into the bush. You could hear the night birds, and the noise of the cicadas filled the air. We pulled off the road and Hans pointed out some hyena pups with a female in the grass. He had leaned over me again and his one hand was on my shoulder. It was electric and I felt my dick hardening. I was a desperate thirty-year-old and wanted to put my hand on his thigh.
We headed back to the lodge at around eight and I invited Hans for a drink in my room. We sat on the chairs on the veranda and drank our beer. I got up after a while to fetch two more. Hans said that he loved outdoor life and being out in nature and spoke about himself - I think he fancied himself a bit.
"I grew up on a farm in Rustenburg and was brought up by my aunt. I am well-tanned because of all my time in the sun. My longer hair gives me a playful look and the beard creates an element of intrigue. My aunt always said that I was brimming with intelligence, curiosity, and zest for life; and my cousin Adam said that I possessed a sharp and quick-witted mind and provoked challenging discussions."
I told him that I was the eldest of three boys and I had grown up in the northern suburbs of Johannesburg. I was good at Maths at school and ended up doing actuarial science at university, this is how I ended up in this insurance company.
Hans stood up and said that he needed to head home. I stood up, shook his hand and thanked him for the drive. This hyper-masculine man then said:
"You've been eyeing my dick the entire evening William, are you into guys?"
"You guessed it," I replied. I was nervous for a moment, and I wasn't sure where this was going. Hans then replied:
"I fooled around with my cousins growing up. Adam was a willing partner and allowed me to try many different things. I gave him his first blowjob which he still talks about today. I loved having anal sex with him and I think he grew to like it. His sister was a little more hesitant and didn't mind oral sex and loved me sucking her breasts, but that's about as far as she would go."
Hans put his arms around me and pulled me in for a hug. I became aware of the strength of his arms, and I felt his erect dick pressed against mine and kissed him deeply. He then slipped his hand into my shorts and played with my dick. I was very aroused and stuck my hand in his tight shorts. He was hard and I liked the size of his dick.
"Let's lose our clothes," Hans said. We took off our clothes and Hans looked good, he was muscular and well-toned. His dick was upright and parallel to his stomach. I couldn't believe what was happening as I played with my erection. I think Hans was taken by surprise when he saw the saw of the size of my dick. I'm only 5' 10"and my dick is 8" hard. At school, they teased me in the locker room and called me "whopper Willy", which I hated. My dick was always bigger than my older brothers' dicks and they got me to show it to their friends, and I felt a bit like a freak show at the time.
Hans walked me backward to the bed and pushed me onto it. I was on my back when Hans lay on me with his entire body and kissed me and then went down to suck a nipple. I squirmed satisfyingly, and before I knew Hans had my monster dick in his mouth. His tongue expertly explored my glans and took most of my shaft into his mouth. I had to stop him because I didn't want to cum too soon.
Hans' dick wasn't small either and I enjoyed playing with his foreskin with my tongue and I loved his musky taste. He told me not to stop and that it was fantastic. I felt his balls pulling up and he ejaculated in my mouth. He was breathless and immediately moved to my dick and sucked me until I came into his mouth. He kissed me and we shared our cum. Hans and I showered and he left before midnight as his girlfriend would be waiting for him.
We went on a group game drive in the central part of the Kruger National Park the next day and I made sure I was in Hans' vehicle and sat in front with him. As we ventured out in the open safari vehicle, the crisp morning air filled our lungs we set off before the sun rose, eager to catch the wildlife. The first light of dawn gently illuminated the savannah, casting a golden hue over the landscape creating a magical atmosphere. The air was filled with the sounds of nature awakening - the distant call of a lion, the bark of a baboon, and the rustling of leaves as an elephant bull made his way through the bush.
Hans expertly navigated the rugged terrain, searching for the park's big dive. Along the way, we encountered herds of zebras grazing peacefully, in the background giraffes elegantly strode across the plains, and herds of wildebeest moved in unison. As the sun climbed higher in the sky, we stopped breakfast. The sights, smells and sounds of the African veld surrounded us. We listened to Hans's stories over coffee. He spoke about the park's challenges and the behaviour of its wildlife. Later, we were treated to an up-close encounter with a pride of lions lying in the shade, their golden coats glistening in the sunlight. Further along, we saw a fish eagle with its prey in a tree, observing the terrain with watchful eyes.
After lunch, we continued with our strategic planning session in the conference room, as we looked at how overcome the threats to our company. My mind was on Hans who was a bit of an enigma to me. I didn't think he was gay or bi initially, but he made love like a gay man. He had said nothing about his girlfriend until he left, and that threw me a little. But to be honest I did wish I would see him again.
Hans called and said he was off in the evening and could pop over after dinner for a drink. I was thrilled, I was pretty desperate and couldn't wait for him to come. When he arrived, he told me his girlfriend was a nurse at the local hospital and was on night duty. He said he could spend the night, and I was a happy shy Chinese man.
I filled the bar fridge and ordered in some snacks. I took a quick shower and cleaned up in anticipation. Hans arrived at eight and gave me a big kiss. He sat down and we shared some beers. He was wearing running shorts and going commando, and his dick and balls were clearly visible.
I had a hard-on watching him and became more aroused as he spoke about his youth: "I grew up on a farm near Rustenburg. We had some beautiful rock pools on the farm and we spent a lot of our holidays in the gorge. We often swam naked there, and that's where I would suck off my cousin Adam. He really liked it, and he developed an affinity for my dick. His sister Anna knew what we did, and she sometimes let me feel her off and get down to please her. I also fucked Adam whenever I could. Anna became a medical doctor and Adam did his masters in Zoology."
I got up and stood behind Hans and massaged his neck. My dick pressed against his back, and I noticed his running shorts tenting. He pulled me in front of him and took my dick out and took it into his mouth. It was good to have his expert mouth on my dick again as I moved my hips and face fucked him.
"William, I always thought I had the biggest dick, but yours is truly a whopper and it's great to have it in my mouth."
I didn't stop Hans, and I felt the pressure build-up and I got that incredible feeling in my groin area. My heart was pounding, and I experienced a sense of relaxation as I came.
Hans stood up and hugged me and shared the cum in his mouth with me. He pushed me onto the bed and asked me if he could fuck me. He came down on his knees and placed a pillow under my arse. His dick bounced around as he rolled a condom on and smeared on lube. He used his fingers to loosen my arse. I had only been fucked once before and was a little nervous. Hans set me at ease and said he would stop if I wasn't comfortable. But wanted his dick in my arse and allowed his dickhead in. He slowly pushed and I grimaced, and his dick felt much bigger in my arse. I concentrated and tried not to resist. I felt Hans' balls against my arse and then he began to move in and out, he leaned in and kissed me before I felt his dick throbbing. Fortunately, it didn't last too long, and I can't say it was as good as they make it out to be in porn videos.
It was a fantastic night and Hans left in the early hours. I never saw him again. We exchange messages occasionally. He got married, and later divorced and worked as a conservationist in the Magaliesberg near his cousins.
You can read more about Hans in the Return to Barcelona series:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/return-to-barcelona/return-to-barcelona-8