Who enjoys giving head outdoors

Wow,
I would be happy to find one freind to suck off.
I used to think maybe women give head to please their partners as I know some don't like to suck cock but I'm starting to think it could be a turn on to give head and see where it goes

 

I would love the opportunity to suck a guy off outdoors and have him fuck me as well. But, it would have to be safe and discreet. I used to chat with a guy who hikes deep into the woods about the possibilty of getting together to have sex out there but nothing ever came of it.

 

Well?

 

So sorry to hear! Hope that changes very soon, at least while the weather is good enough for this to happen.

 

Hmm, this thread is a bit over a year old. ... What the heck, it's a timeless topic, so I'll post and bump it up.

Clothed with the sun. (And maybe some cum.). Outdoor sex has to be one of life's most pleasurable occurrences. Add in (in some cases) the thrill of the risk of being caught, and it's a hedonistic high that will etch itself into your memories.

My approach to sex has always been one of wretched excess--if a little is good, then a shit-ton must be awesome!.

Allow me to share one of my experiences.

At one of the 'local' landed nudist clubs, located in the foothills, there are dense woods, and streams making their way to the salt water. One stream has a modest waterfall. It's an idyllic, lush bit of nature. In the stream, just past the waterfall pool, there's a rather large rock with an impressively flat top. It's just a hop from the shore. A fine mist from the falls often drifts over the rock.

The rock is known as "that fucking rock."

Not because the rock is problematic in any way, but because that rock has been the site of much legendary fucking over the years.

That fucking rock comes with a caveat though--visitors to the nudist club who elect to cavort on it are absolutely NOT guaranteed any privacy.

Furthermore, there is an old tradition that says people upon the rock may be joined by anyone who arrives later.

The rock is like the anything-goes room in a swing club.

Needless to say, it was a favorite place to go for my with and I, with or without friends.

On one summer day I arrived with two male friends in tow (my wife had commitments elsewhere) to find a copulating couple. They seemed to know the rules.

I asked if they would share that fucking rock. The conferred in low tones that I could just catch snippets of, but I liked what I was hearing.

They agreed and friends and I made the jump onto the rock. (Remember that this is a nudist club; we were all naked as the day we were born.)

We were also all sporting wood (except, I reckon, the woman) because they had been fucking, we had been voyeurs and they were kinda hot, and everybody had their fingers crossed. "Audentes Fortuna iuvat!"

I suggested they continue, while we had oral sex rather quite nearby. She replied that they had another idea. They had come to that fucking rock hoping to find a guy who might give her SO his first guy-on-guy experience. All five of us won the lottery that day!

I had been standing there, trying not to drool as I stared at his gorgeous cock. Average in length, it was thick and uncut, with bulging veins. I took the lead and knelt beside him, grasping his throbbing cock and gently jacking him while I asked them about their desires and limits.

That done, I lowered my mouth into his cock and took him in.

One friend positioned his cock near the guy's face, offering a cock if he wanted to suck one. He did!

My other friend...hell, I don't even recall what he was doing. But we all ultimately came, so it's all good.

The woman knelt nearby, masturbating, as she stared with eyes wide open. (Looked like a damn owl.)

I licked and stroked him, my tongue circling around his shaft and over its head. I kept as much saliva in my mouth as I could, to make it wet, warm, and sensual.

In short, since this was his first experience with cocks, I put everything I had into that BJ to make it memorable. (Always leave 'em wanting more!)

After an hour-and-a-half or so, we were all spent and sticky with drying cum. Except the woman. A pity in my mind, but that's what we agreed on.

After a dip in the river, we parted company.

 

My second time sucking a man was outdoors. He was a realtor who was showing us some land back when we were looking for property and took my wife and I out a couple of times to visit places. I received a call from him one morning asking me if I could come by and go over some numbers. Told my wife I would be back soon. When I arrived at his office, he told me there was a perfect place nearby and he wanted to show it to me. On the way over he talked about his family and I did the same. Then he told me he had other needs and thought that I had given him signals letting him know I did, too. I really had no answer so he came right out and asked me if I wanted to suck him. After letting him know I had done this just one time before, he smiled, made small talk, and he continued driving to an area that was way out from anyone. When we stepped out of his car, he went to the trunk and removed a cooler and blanket. We walked to this open place that had a few shade trees and spread the blanket on the ground. He then began removing his clothes and I just watched him. He walked over, put his hands on my shoulders, and guided me down to my knees. He gently held my head as he stepped forward and placed his dick on my lips. I opened my mouth and began sucking. After a couple of minutes, he asked me to stand and strip naked. After my doing so, he lay down on the blanket on his back and asked me to continue. I was eagerly sucking his dick and balls when he told me he knew I wanted to do this. I kept sucking and he let me know he was about to cum...and his hips began moving faster and harder as he was pumping my mouth. Then I felt his cum shooting into my mouth as I kept sucking. When he finished he said that being outside in the open was like an aphrodisiac to him....he thought it even made him cum more. Then he told me to lay back. He engulfed my balls with his mouth and was moving his tongue all over them while was pressing a finger against my asshole. I literally arched my back and moaned...and let him know I was going to cum. He then did the same to my dick and put his finger further in me and moved it around. Several more loud moans escaped me as I started cumming. It was the best blow job I ever remember getting. I think being out in the open helped make this so highly erotic. When I was empty, we just lay there naked, talking and touching each other. He sat up and took a bottle of wine and two glasses from the cooler. We drank a few glasses over the next half hour or so and then he asked if I would suck him again. It took a little longer this time, and he said that outdoors has been the only place where he could cum again so soon. After I finished sucking, he had me lay back. He reached over by the basket and picked up some lube. He put in on his finger and then began rubbing my prostate as he began sucking me for the second time. It still did not take me long to cum again. After I was done, we sat there discussing how being outside does seem to make a difference.

 

Hear, hear!! Outdoors and sex go together like, well, cocks and mouths.

Great tale!

 

When I was younger, me and my friends used to head down to the creek that runs through the city and along its banks, there were plenty of places that were secluded and/or out of the way/off the beaten path where we could skinny dip in the creek and... have fun sucking and fucking each other silly. and like Kama'aina shared, there were rocks that were (a) big enough, (b) smooth enough and (c) perfect to have sex on. Being out in the open like that supplied the rush of the potential of someone coming along and seeing us having sex and, yeah, sometimes, if we were seen, whoever saw us asked if they could join us and, sure - why not?

There was nothing like getting to a favorite spot, stripping down, and plunging right into the cool waters of the creek. After a bit of horseplaying, it was time to take a break from the water to (a) warm up and (b) dry off and there was no better way to warm up than to lie upon a hot rock and sucking dick and/or fucking if that's what someone wanted to do. I'd given maybe a hundred or more blowjobs along the banks of the creek and in those rare moments when I couldn't find any of my friends, I'd go down to the creek and check out all the hiding places to see if I could run into someone who'd want their dick sucked and maybe who wanted to fuck me - and hopefully, both. Most guys weren't all that afraid to 69 with me (or whoever they were with) but the thought of getting caught fucking a guy in the ass was too much for some guys.

Dicks would get sucked, the cum would flow and, now all overheated and sweaty, it was back into the water to cool off and the whole thing would start all over until we got too cold from being in the creek or no one could get it up any longer. I used to take girls down to the creek (a) to be alone with the without our nosy friends bugging us and (b) to have sex and I loved giving girls head on the rocks.

As an adult, I've had outdoor sex with women... but it's been a lot of years since I last sucked dick outdoors.

 

I love to give head anywhere, anytime. Outdoors, indoors, in cars, in pickup trucks, on the porch, in a stairwell, living room, dining room, kitchen, deck. You get the idea.

 

You will give head on a train?
You will give head in the rain?
You will give head in a car?
You will give head in a bar?
You will give head here and there?
You will give head anywhere?

Let's meet!

 

Back in the day, I could sail to this key, accessible only by boat, and especially on weekdays, walk the beach for miles, and see almost no one. If I did, they were also male and naked, looking for the same encounters as I.
Googling an image to respond to this question, it was saddened me to see aerial images of dozens and dozens of boats lined up the beach; even a big pontoon ferry with a ramp disgorging crowds of people.
*sigh* You really can't go home again.

 

By the tone of your post, I assume the crowds of people you wrote about aren't naked males looking for the same encounters as you lol. Sorry. Hope you still find pleasures in life.

 

Sadly, no. Now even the most remote and isolated keys are infested with tourists who arrived to escape their lives, and yet they bring the detritus of those lives with them.

If there aren't crowds, you're shuffling through ankle-deep plastic trash.

I wish all the younger bis could know sex on a pristine beach.

 

Trick question.
I enjoy giving head outdoors because it has the extra exhibitionist flavor and can lead to more cocks in my face. But I just enjoy giving head. Anywhere. Anytime. I'm a cock whore of a man and glad to share that with other men who won't judge me for it. Just whip out your cock and balls and you can appreciate how much I enjoy giving head.
One night I was out walking in a suburban area past a highway overpass on the way to hang out with a friend. I ran across another guy, a stranger, and boldly asked if he wanted a blowjob. I was just feeling it. He said yes! So we walked into the bushes of the highway entrance and I started blowing him. Cars passing by could see and some honked. It was fun knowing we could be seen but it was obscure enough that it was still anonymous. After he came in my mouth he gave me his number and we left. He turned out to be a good hook up who enjoyed good head but didn't want to reciprocate. That's my favorite kind of guy!