A few months later, after I had gotten to know Spencer and Taylor even better, Spencer and I took a short road trip to pick up some furniture. The seller lived in a small town. close to where the bay meets the ocean. I enjoyed these moments to get out of the house and just spend some time alone chatting.
It was nearing sunset, which that winter meant 5pm, by the time we reached town and picked up the furniture. Before we left, though, we decided to drive around and spend some time by the water. It was a surprisingly warm day, so armed in just long-sleeved shirts, we set out along a short trail that took us to a stunning beach on the bay. With the sun in our eyes, we traipsed back and forth before beginning to follow a trail inland.
Spencer and I had already discussed some of our fantasies, and we had both landed on public outdoors sex as something we were excited to explore with each other. On a few previous hikes there was almost the chance, but the right moment never came to fruition, and we had to frustratingly make do with the promise of another time.
This time, however, everything seemed right. It was a gorgeous day, in a remote area, with not a single other person spotted on the trail. We had moved slightly inland so that the trail we were on now was a dirt path surrounded by the winter remains of a hearty forest. I saw a glint in Spencer's eye as we were hiking around a bend that told me he was thinking exactly what I was, and my suspicions were confirmed when I felt his solid hand move from my back down to my ass.
I turned to Spencer, leaning in for a long kiss that I broke only so I could get him to his open eyes and give me that look of desire I already knew so well. We kissed again, rushed, eager, and heavy with longing. I went to rub my hands over his jeans to get a rise out of him but found him rock hard already. With a quick glance to my left and a silent pause for a few seconds to confirm no one was around, I knelt and fumbled for his jeans button. I didn't even want to wait the few seconds it would take to move off the trail, I needed him right then. I fished out his cock and immediately swallowed him until my mouth reached the base.
I heard Spencer gasp as he whispered "fuck, Ben." Staying on his cock, I gagged until I desperately needed a breath and bobbed off him before immediately diving back down as far as I could. Something about kneeling before Spencer always ignited a deep desire in me to serve his sexual needs as deeply as possible. Hearing him exclaim as I sucked him off only drove me to attack my duty with even more gusto.
I began bobbing on his dick more and more, only stopping to breathe or to gather more saliva with which to coat every inch of his dick. He was slick and wet in my hands, making it easy to jack him off with special care for the head. I could hear his breath shorten and see the puffs as breathed out in the brisk air. I returned his dick to my mouth running my tongue around his head before taking him down to the base again.
"Fuck" he exclaimed, "you look so hot right now." With only a moan of approval, I continued to blow him while reaching up to play with his nipples through his shirt. Knowing this was his sensitive spot, I kept rubbing while hearing his breath turn ragged with gasps.
"You've got me so close," he sai," and with my eyes firmly on the prize, I grabbed Spencer's shaft with one hand while keeping the head of his dick in my mouth and picked up the pace even more. Just ten seconds later I felt his legs tremble and his knees bend before he whisper-moaned louder than before, and I felt him shoot in my mouth. Thick ropes of cum coated the back of my throat as he buckled down to an almost crouch. I finally pulled back my head and felt one last shot land on my lips. Standing up, I pulled him in close for a kiss, letting him taste his own load.
Just then, we heard a noise down the path from the direction we came. Immediately. Spencer zipped up his jeans and I dusted the dirt off my knees, and we started walking. Within five seconds a middle-aged straight couple appeared in view. With a surprised and elated look on our faces, we turned to each other but dared not to say a word. Only after passing the couple, saying quick hellos, and making it out of earshot did we turn to each other and laugh, not believing our luck. I licked my lips in remembrance of the taste of Spencer's cum in my mouth, and only then did I notice the thick glob of white seed that had been left in my beard...
Turning to Spencer, I saw him notice and open his eyes widely.
"I can't see it, was this visible to them do you think?" I asked.
"Oh, there is no way they could have NOT noticed," Spencer replied confidently.
When he said that, I got so turned on I could have blown him again right there.