A regular haunt on the south coast has given me much pleasure over the years; just above the rocky beach is a ridge with bushes and the odd thicket, through which at least two generations of pleasure-seekers have edged cautiously to secluded spots. This summer, walking slowly towards one such place, I chanced (not by co-incidence!) upon two younger guys having a fondle. I stopped at a respectful distance, slowly massaging my own tackle, before the invitation to join them was eagerly accepted. As an older man I could'nt match their physique; both slim, fit, tanned and well-endowed they were a fine sight for old eyes, and we moved off at their suggestion to a well-used clearing with a small flattish rock. The first man sat on the rock, legs apart, and asked me to suck him; I leant forward, taking his semi-hard cock and licking round the tip before easing his foreskin back to reveal a very large purple helmet. It was all I could do to take it in my mouth, my tongue trying vainly to lick the salty pre-cum already leaking from the large orfice. Then I felt the second guy dribbling some cold gel over my arsehole, gently working it into my tight ring: He must have wanked himself hard very quickly, as I felt the hard tip of his cock pressing against my hole. He worked it around a while, before firmly easing the head through my defences: I winced, had to stop sucking the other man, and took a deep breath as I felt most of his length filling my anal void. Once the mild pain had subsided, I started to enjoy the motion of his weapon moving up and down inside me...he was whispering how much he liked my arse, and reached under me to wank my own cock, surprising soft considering...... I did'nt see the signal, but they both stopped fucking my mouth and bum at the same instant, and changed position; within seconds I was sucking a hard cock that had just been up my arse, and......ouchhh....the big helmet was almost rammed into my sphincter, the pain almost unbearable; un-relenting the guy kept pushing, gripping my hips, until at last he forced his large cock into my passage. Boy, did it hurt; not being one for pain I was starting to go off the idea when he started his final push - I could feel the huge knob hard up against whatever lurks at the top of one's arse. Then the rhythmic thrusting - I could tell he was getting close, faster, faster: The other man's cock now clamped firmly in my mouth, I sucked erratically until....I swear I could feel every spurt of cum right up there..he just seemed to keep on cumming, until at last I felt his still-rigid tool slip mercifully out of my bum, to be offered to his mate. This exchange was soon over, however, as they assumed their original positions, the other man re-entering my aching arse to shoot his seed into me after only a few strokes, Mr. Biggie shoving his cock back in my mouth, when the odd small dribble of residual cum still leaked from the tip. After their hiatus, they both sank back onto the coarse grass, cocks still glistening from their secretions (and my arse). The smaller one was gracious enough to wank me off before they picked up their bags and left. I still had spunk leaking from my aching arsehole a hour later.....I might think twice about bending over in future........