Surprise at the Fishing hole.
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It was a hot summer day. I had the day off and decided I was going to head to the local stream to do some fishing. I put on my cut off jean shorts, sneakers and my fishing vest. I check my fishing tackle to make sure all the lures I need are in the vest as well so some bait. I also put my waders in the bed.
Since it was only me that most likely will be fishing, I decided to go commando under the jean shorts. I jump into my pickup truck, and headed to the favorite fishing hole. I parked my car and replace my sneakers with waders. I headed about a mile back into the woods, following a deer path to my favorite part of the creek where I always have my best luck.
Once I arrive, I'm already sweating from the heat the rubber waders doesn't help either. My balls are sweaty but the slight breeze blowing feels good. I wade into the shallow end of the water and place a lure onto the end of the fishing line. I cast upstream and reel the lure downstream. On the third spin, I get a bite, and I feel the tug on the end of the line, as well as my pole slightly bending. It's the battle between man and fish. Watching it fight as it is trying to remove the hook from its mouth as I'm reeling. The excitement of feeling it's a nice size fish at the end of the fishing line, giving a decent fight for a trout. I'm also walking back towards the shore as I'm reeling him in. Once I get him to shore, I see it's a nice size brown trout. I reach down pick up the fish and remove the lure from his mouth. I generally fish for fun, so I release him back into the water.
I wade back into the water, and my cock head is slighting sticking out of one the short legs. The sun and breeze is feeling good, as I cast my line back into the water. Out of the corner of my eye, I see that someone is walking my way. I quickly readjust myself so my cock isn't hanging out of my leg. I cast my line again, trying not to pay attention to the stud that is walking my way towards the creek.
The redhead built is like a brick shithouse, continues to walk toward me, carrying his rod and fishing creel. He's wearing a swimsuit and a sleeveless shirt. The shirt is showing nicely muscled arm and pecs that know how to fill out a shirt. He walks up closer and greets me and asked how they are biting. I greet him back saying I just landed a nice size brownie, and that I've been here about a half an hour. He walks down the end of the fishing hole, just above the rapids where a big boulder the sticks out in the water. He walks down to the rock. Places his creel and rod on the ground and removes his shirt.
I'm trying to concentrate on fishing, but his chest and arms caught my eye and I continue to stare in his direction. I noticed him staring back. He picks up his pole, places some bait on the end of the line and casts upstream, letting the current take it downstream. He's holding his line, feeling for that first tug.
I cast back upstream, start to reel and I feel a tug on my line, I start fighting with the fish, when it jumps out of the water, shaking the lure loose and gets away. It looked like a nice size fish. I reel the line back in and check my lure.
I walk ten feet down the creek and closer to the hot almost naked guy on the rock. I cast my line and start reeling in. Not really paying attention to what I'm doing, and keep glancing at him while he is fishing above the rapids.
The next cast, went across the stream and around a tree branch. Just my luck catching a tree perch. I'm trying to work the line free without setting the lure hook into the branch, hoping by some miracle it will unsnag and drop into the water.
He notices, and puts his line down. He gets off the rock and walks along the edge of stream to where my lure is in the tree. He reaches out to the branch and I give my line slack. He untangles from the branch and throws the lure upstream. I start to reel it in, while he walks back to the rock. I think him, and he makes a comment that he's using a nice size worm.
I continue to work the hole getting closer to where he is fishing. I look over and I see his line go tight and he pulls the pole to set the hook. I stop and watch while he is reeling whatever is fighting on the end. He pulls the fish out of the water and towards him and it's a nice size bluegill. I watch as he wraps his hand around the fish gently so he doesn't grab into the ridged fins. He removes the hook from the fish's mouth and I'm just watching his muscles as the works on releasing the fish. He reaches down into his creel and puts another worm on his line. He commented that they seem to like big worms.
At this time, my cock head slipped out pants leg, as he was going to release the fish, he looks over to show me the fish before he releases it. I see his eyes glance down, and he missteps, falling into the water as he releasing the fish. Lucking he fell into the deep end and didn't get hurt. He climbs back out of the water, and I'm watching the wet body and he is climbing up the rock. My cock starts to react, and a little more is sticking out my leg.
He notices, saying I have a nice size my worm myself. I should watch it or a sucker might go for it. I laughed. He removes his trunks, saying he'll leave these in the sun to dry. So now I'm looking at his wet muscle hunk totally naked. He has a nice size cock that is thickening. He bends over to pick up this rod, and I get a great view of his ass, showing me his hole. He seemed to bend down longer than he should have. He picks up his pole and cast his line my direction. It's a nice view of the red head, muscles and sporting a cock at half mass. He reaches down and touches himself. I cast again, and land into the tree. He notices, and mentions I seem distracted and laughs. He said maybe I should try worms.
For the second time, he walks over to where my lure is in the tree but he can't reach it. He steps into the water and grabs a low hanging branch. He lowers the branch and unhooks my lure from the branch. He stays there, until I reel in my line, then swims across the fishing hole to my side of the creek.
My jaw dropped as I watch him get out the water almost naked except for his sneakers. He walks up behind me, grabs my arms with the pole in it, and said, I'll show you how to cast, leaning his naked body into my back. He holds me to his chest, as his hand is over mine, reeling in the line. Once the lure hit the water, he runs his hand down, and grabs my cock. Whispering in my ear that he think this worm need to catch a sucker. He starts stroking me, and my concentration was now on a naked man standing behind me and not fishing. He stops stoking, stating that his other rod needs some attention, as well as mine.
He walks up the bank and lays down in a grass, as I try to walk up behind him, but stumbling all the way. He commented that it was too hot to fish and those rubber boots must be sweltering. Once I'm up the bank. He gets up and helps me removed my waders. This is a first, a naked guy grabbing the toe and heal pulling the boots, I couldn't get out of the quickly enough, as I was sweating and it was creating some type of suction, but they eventually came off. I'm on my back on the ground, and he's standing there naked with my last boot in his hand. He has a nice hard thick cock about 8 inches and red pubic hair. He's very smooth except for his bush, and his balls are shaved. It was quite a site. I'm trying to remove the vest as I'm lying on the ground and throws my boot to the ground and goes for my shorts, unbutton the top button, unzipping and pulling them down my legs and onto the ground.
He said you been teasing me all morning and look at me. He walks up to my face, with is hard cock just inches from my mouth. I grab his thighs and make my move to wrap my mouth around that cock.
I place the head inside my mouth and move my tongue around the crown of his head. I'm tasting his velvety head and enjoying the feeling. I look up and I see a big smile as he stands there watching me. I wrap my hand around the base and work his cock further into my mouth. I gag at first, but want to get as much of his cock as I can in my mouth.
He strokes his cock and moves to the grassy area, I move to get between his legs and suck his meat. He moves into position so that his mouth is near my cock. I fell his warm mouth engulf my throbbing cock. We are sixty-nining in the grass, both can't enough of each other's cock in our mouth. He stops his suction on my cock and tell me to sit on his face. I get up and squat over his face, feeling his tongue going straight for my hole. I'm squatting over his face, I spit in my hand and lubing his cock as he rims my ass. I hear him spit on my hole and feel his tongue work in. He takes his finger and slicks it up in his mouth and he applies pressure to my hole. Effectively turning his finger so it will penetrate and loosen me up. When he gets to his second knuckle, he pulls out and starts eating my ass again. He spits into my hole some more. Again works his finger in twisting as he is penetrating my ass. When satisfied he pulls out and replaces with his tongue, making it slick as possible. I'm riding his tongue, and slicking his cock up even more. Then I feel two fingers work my hole. He's wiggling and inserting to loosen me up even more.
Once he is satisfied that my hole is well lubed, he pushes me down into the grass on my stomach. He gets behind me and places his cock head to my hole. I feel him push his cock inside of me, and my hole stretch around his cock. He pushes in quickly and holes me there. I scream out from the searing pain and try to work my ass off his cock, but he holds me there until the pain subsides. He spits on his cock that is in my ass, and starts to fuck my hole. He moans how good it feels around my hole, and I'm adjusting to the size that is filling my hole. He works my hole and I start to relax. The pain is subsiding, and I'm enjoying his cock pumping in and out of my ass. Occasionally stopping to spit on his cock and slide it back in. He reaches around and wraps his arm around my chest as he is pumping in and out. I'm moaning out load and I'm sure if anyone is around they can hear me.
He quickens the pace on my hole, and I feel him jack rabbit into me. I'm trying to reach under and grab my cock, but he pulls my arms away. Suddenly I feel is cock go all the way in and he holds it in there as he screams, filling my hole with his cum. I'm feeling the cum oozing out of my cock from his fucking and rubbing in the grass. It's an incredible feeling, I'm cumming and his cock is buried deeply in my ass.
He has me pinned down, with his cock still inside me. He's breathing heavy laying on top of me. I'm starting to feel his weight, and I feel something dripping on my balls as his cock softens. He then pulls out of my ass, I can feel my ass wanting to push some of his cum out. He gets up and thanks me, and offers his hand to help me up.
As I get up, I feel his load running down my leg, he tells me to jump in the water with him. We are in the fishing hole up to chests, when he comes from behind and holds me to his chest and he starts pumping my cock. I had just cum, but need to blow my load fully. He pumps as he is biting on my neck and ear. I feel his cock against my ass. His hand feels good, and his other hand starts working his nipple. I feel the breath on neck and ear, hand on my nipple, as he is holding me against him and he is pumping my cock.
Suddenly I start tensing up, and he's working on my neck and pull my nip. He encouraging me not to hold back. From all the sensations, I cum and collapse back into him. He holds me up for half a minute. He helps me back to the side of the creek. I regain my composure. I try to dry off as best as possible, putting on my shorts and vest, as well as my waders. Once I'm dressed, I watch him walk to the water and swim across. He gets out of the water on the other side and walks to the rock where his clothes and tackle are. He lays down and suns himself, as I turn and head back to the pickup truck. I slowly walk back basking in the glow of the muscular red head who just fucked my ass well.
I get back to my truck and take off the waders, and put my sneakers back on, I throw the waders, vest and shorts in the back of the truck. Then I head back home wearing sneakers and a smile.
Once I get home, I put my fishing gear in the basement and head to the back porch to sun myself. I most likely fell asleep, when I was woke up by a kiss. There is my red headed muscular man, standing naked, telling me, that sure was hot. He said the waders mad him even hornier for me this morning, he's glad he picked them up for me to wear for fishing. He suggested my jock strap and waders in the future. I had to chuckle.
I had to agree, we been together for 15 years and he always finds a new way to keep it interesting. But I had to admit, he surprised me when I saw him walking through the wood toward me. He took the day off as well, to plan this surprise!