I was awake early the next morning and horny as hell. I'd spent much of work yesterday daydreaming of ways to top our first performance.
I saw him round the corner at his usual time, his gaze firmly on my front door as he pounded his way up the street. His smile as I came down the steps was dazzling and I wanted to bask in its radiance forever. He took in my freshly laundered new running gear, "You think you can keep up with me?"
"I'll give it a go."
"Come on then."
We headed down the street. I could tell he was keeping his pace down for me, running on the street is different to the machines at the gym but I easily matched his pace. Further up the street was a public park with a wooded area.
"Let's go through here."
He looked at me with a quizzical smile on his face, "Oh, so you get to decide the route do you?"
"I think you'll enjoy the park," I said matching his toothy grin.
The path quickly narrowed so I dropped back to let him lead. This was the longest time I had had to study him. His upper body was glowing with sweat that ran over his muscles, muscles that implied he did more that just jog. His arms were thick with curvaceous triceps, biceps, deltoids, and his lats formed an expansive vee moving down to a narrow waist. The mounds of his bum crowned finely furred thighs that pumped rhythmically as he pounded the dirt path.
"Go to the lookout."
His pace faltered, "but it's a dead end?"
"Yes, no-one will be jogging up there."
He looked back over his shoulder and flashed that smile again. He turned back to the path and as the hill started to climb his strides lengthened and his pace picked up. Not one to let the challenge pass I poured on the power waiting for the moment when the path widened part way up so that I could pass him. He laughed and reached out and slapped my bum as I overtook him and hurtled on to the top.
The wooden viewing platform resonated with the sound of our pounding feet and I leaned onto the rail puffing, glad to stop. He leaned over the back of me, wrapping his arms around my chest and squeezing. "Hidden talents, and not just inside your pants?" And with that he reached down and cupped my groin.
I could already feel his tool engorging and pushing into my buttocks as he reached in through the leg of my shorts and freed mine from the flimsy confines of the liner. He sank to his knees and turned me round quickly sucking my dick into his hot wet mouth. I drank in the cool fresh morning air and enjoyed the sensations that assaulted my every pore. His mouth, the early morning rays, the sounds of his slurping, the feeling of my sweat evaporating from my hot and sticky body, bliss every way you look at it. His hands roamed up and down my thighs and cupped my buttocks as he variously sucked, licked and nibbled at my pole and balls.
I pulled out from his mouth, "sit up here on the rail."
He sat on the corner of the rail and I leaned in to smell his raw aroma. The sweat from his groin mixed with the heady smell of copious precum that made his shorts glisten in the morning sun. I stuck out my tongue and started licking at his dick through the liner of his shorts.
"Fuck! Suck Me!"
He reached down and pulled his dick out and pushed my head onto it. I let my lips open and slide down the length of it. The nectar of his precum flowed and I guzzled greedily, sucking and sliding up and down his hard pole. My fingers toyed with his heavy ball sack and edged their way round onto his perineum, massaging the firmness that lead back to his hole. He leant back on the rail, opening himself up to further exploration.
"God, I'd love you to fuck me up here."
I smiled up at him, "the pleasure will be mine."
I reached into my waistband and pulled out two little foil packets, condom and lube. He leapt off the rail and tossed off his singlet and shorts and stood beaming at me, naked and beautiful in the morning light. I shucked my singlet and shorts and rolled on the condom and split open the lube. He turned and leant forward onto the rail and the prize came into view. Stepping up close I slowly invaded him, feeling his sphincter tighten and relax as the length of my pole slid inside until my pubes nestled his cheeks.
I leant over him and cuddled his back, "See, isn't the view just beautiful at this time of the morning?" I slowly began pumping in and out of him. I stood back upright and enjoyed the view of my pole disappearing inside this beautiful naked man, and the view of the park and the town beyond, all fresh in the morning light. I picked up the pace and began slamming into him. He rocked back against me and the muscles of his bum bounced me off him each time.
It was fucking awesome! The blue sky above, and the bronzed muscular vee of his back below. The hot tightness of his hole on my dick and the light breeze as it played across my back. The sensations inside me built up into a tremendous crescendo and I lifted myself onto my tip-toes as I made the final thrusts into him.
"AAAaaaaarrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh!!!!!!!" I screamed as loud as I could to match the power of my spurts inside him. And as I collapsed down leaning across his back he fisted his dick and let his cum fly across the wooden decking of the lookout. I nuzzled his neck and we both just stayed bent over getting our breath back before he pulled off me and turned around to kiss me.
Heaven, perfect! Our tongues passionately entwined and we hugged.
"Seems a shame to have to put our clothes back on."
But after a few minutes more of enjoying that cool morning air and sun on our naked backs we did, and jogged back home.