After the fun of the chat line meets I had to tell someone and the person i had in mind was Dougie. Dougie is the cuckhold husband in a threesome I enjoyed over 20 years ago. A chance remark, when we were both very pissed, led to his wife Angie getting my cock out one evening at home and giving me a blow job when my wife was away on business. This led us, for the following ten years, to enjoy the perfect 'menage au trois,' It was fantastic. We did the lot including water sports which is more fun than you can imagine. Angie was a very dirty girl. Circumstances, I won't go into here, made it not possible carry on but Dougie has remained a wank buddy since. In fact i've sucked his cock more than anyone else's. In the hay day of our 3some he always gave me suck before he put my dick into Angie and enjoyed the cream pies i left for him after fucking his wife. Dougie is a devotee of the cuckhold stories here on SH and reads them on weekly basis for his regular wank. He happened to pop in on his way home from a job as i about to leave to London for a meeting. I had half an hour to spare so the kettle was put on for a cup of tea. When alone with the Dougie the conversation always turns to sex and his love of all things cuckhold. On this occasion it was business as normal as I didn't manage tell him about all the visits by my chat line chums as he was soon reminiscing about the old days and the wonderful sessions we use to have as a trio. All this talk led me to start twiddling with my tits and giving me a hard on so I unbuttoned my jeans and was soon playing with myself. Uncharacteristically, Doug didn't get his cock out to join in for a mutual wank so i went over and made him stand and undid his flies to get his knob out. Surprisingly I discovered he was only semi hard. Doug then admitted that he's had a wank an hour previously at Gatwick Airport while on a job and all though he felt horny and mentally turned on his cock wasn't in tune with his brain. I commented that i would soon put that right. After dropping his boxer shorts revealed a dormant uncut dick. I could see the traces of dried spunk on his foreskin and his helmet was still moist from precum. I love sucking from scratch so was soon gobbling his cock into a hard on. I love Dougie's cock. It's one of those pricks that even when hard, the foreskin still covers all it's length with a fluted end, which I love to insert my tongue into rim the helmet. Despite five minutes of sucking Dougs wonderful dick and getting a taste of fresh precum, the wank at the airport meant that i was not going to get a mouthful of his lovely sweet spunk and as i had a train to catch, I stopped. We got ourselves together and left the house in Dougie's car and made for the station as he was giving me a lift. The last three cocks of the year took place at my local open air cottage. As I hadn't been there during 2013 it was a nice surprise to discover that the cover there was now full of foliage and lots of places to suck cock without being disturbed. I went in the morning as there are usually other cottagers of my ilk, i.e. older married men - night time is usually gay's only as all the married men are at home with their family's The spot is very popular with dog walkers so one has to be a bit careful. There were a few cars parked up in the car park all empty save for two with lone men in them. The sign! I went straight for woods and took the path that cottagers take and waited to see if i was being followed which is the normal pattern. I wasn't followed so I went back to the car park and noticed the earlier cars had gone and been replaced by others. One old guy (older than me!) got out of his car and made his way into the woods, so feeling desperate, I followed him. He seemed a bit lost but i still kept up the chase. He noticed me and I went deep into a lair i have used before and he followed. By the look on the poor bugger's face i could tell he was terrified. He slowly came into the clearing to see me with my t-shirt up and twiddling my nipples. In silence, he gingerly came up to me and took over playing with my tits. I gave him a kiss on the lips and he smiled. I then dropped to my knees and undid his trousers and pulled them down to reveal and old pair of pants that predated white y-fronts. I pulled down them down and his little flaccid cock popped out. As I was desperate for a suck i was straight on him and he soon got hard. I got the feeling that he was a beginner at this cottaging lark and didn't know what to do. I deep throated him and sucked him hard, too hard it would seem as he pulled away an said my sucking was beginning to hurt but i think he has already orgasmed as he was making all the right noises up until them and I could taste spunk. I looked down at his cock and it was still hard but there was spunk dripping out. The old fellah claimed it was precum and apologised by saying that maybe this sort of thing was not for him. I didn't press him and he pulled up his trousers and off he went. I was happy in an odd sort of way as i has sucked a cock and that might as good as it would get. After waiting a bit for the old bloke to get back to the car park I followed. As i went towards my car another one came up driven by a young lad. He was the drivers of the earlier cars parked there. We made eye contact as I walked to my car with was parked behind him facing the other way. I got in and saw that he was looking in his mirror in my direction so i put my hand out the window to acknowledge him. The lad jumped out of car. God! He was young and in his early twenties - this would be a first. The young man made his way into the wood and took the path that leads in the right direction for action. I followed. He made his way up another path that leads to some saplings. The cover isn't bad but was still on the main path. The lad made his way amongst the young trees and when i got level i saw him standing in amongst on the young trees with his cock out. What a beauty. Not quite hard but it had the making of a seven inches - I've become a good judge of size over the years of sucking cock. I thought the place was not secluded enough so i suggested to the lad that there was a better spot the other way. He could have not followed, but he did. I made my way to the secluded spot where I sucked the old man off, checking as i went, to see if the lad was following. He was. I got into the hiding place and waited until the lad arrived. For the first time i got a proper look at him. He was handsome boy in his early twenties. Maybe younger. I dread to think how old, as i am not usually into young guys. As the young fellah walked towards me, i melted to my knees and went straight for the belt of his trousers and undid it and pulled down his jeans. I then took down his boxers then flopped up was nicest cock i had yet to suck. It was of good girth and uncut. I wasn't going to waste this one so i took it it my hand a slowly wanked it while licking the stem. The helmet was still half submerged under the foreskin but the more i wanked and rimmed the helmet it started to push out to release a lovely bell end. I now took it in my mouth and slowly began to swallow the whole prick up almost up to the hilt until i gagged. The noises up above my head told me i was doing something right. Normally suck sessions in the woods are quick affairs but this was different. This lad wanted it to last. I sucked, rimmed, stem licked, deep throated until my hearts content. We stopped for a moment and I stood up and the young fellah grabbed my cock through my jeans so i undid them but sadly, as usual, when out cottaging, my cock was not hard. It's always the same. The young man rubbed me in vain through the pair of the wife's knickers I was wearing and he spoke for the first time. I told him they belonged to the wife. All he said was "Does your wife know you wear her panties' for some reason i said 'Yes. His reply was 'ummmm'. I went down on him again and savoured his cock once more and began to play with his balls. He opened his legs and put his hand around the back to open his cheeks of his arse always the sign that something needed to be fingered, so i wet a finger slid it up his manhole. It went in easy, with no resistance. I knew it worked for him as his sphincter began to twitch and grip my finger and he began to moan. Was he about to spunk i thought? No he just continued to enjoy all the good work i was putting into pleasuring him. I asked if he wanted to come and he said yes but had to lie down on his back for it to happen. He then laid down on the ground, pulled his boxers up and pulled his cock through the pee hole and began to masturbate as he said he could only cum if the foreskin is rubbed back and forth over his bell end. I asked for one more big suck and devoured the seven inches for a few minutes. His cock was almost too hard for him to pull the skin of over the helmet but he managed. My mouth hovered over the top of his cock as he wanked. The lad said 'now' and my gob was over his helmet just in time to get the full blast of the first spurts of his spunk. Delicious. Nice mouthful. I swallowed every last drop and i stayed on it i'd sucked it dry. As the young lad got himself together he said he looked up and smiled and said "Thank you." Who said the young these days have not manners. My last cock of the year was in November. I thought i was stuck at eleven cocks sucked in a year but a chance visit to the same cottage where I had got the two-in-one had 'cum' up trumps. (Sorry!) When i arrived in the car park it was full of cars belonging to dog walkers. I got out and took a walk to see where the best place to go as the cover was all gone. I wandered up to among the saplings which looked like the only place that looks like it could be safe. I returned to the car and it wasn't long before a car pulled up and the driver was out and walking into direction of the saplings where I thought might be okay to play. I waited for a minute and followed. I wondered if I had left it too late as i couldn't see the man anywhere. I carried on up the path among the saplings and turned around and walking towards me was my man. He turned around and walked away. I followed and watched the man turn off the path into some other saplings. Again he disappeared. I followed non the less and saw the top of the man's head. Clever fellow for he had a found a hollow that was out of view from the path. He was standing there with his trousers down wanking his uncut medium size cock. I went straight down on my knees and took it straight in my mouth. I would like to say that the suck was a complete success, but my enthusiastic gobbling was a little to much for the man's sensitive helmet as he asked me to stop as i was causing a him a little discomfort. I soon modified my sucking to using just my lips over his foreskin drawing it backwards and forwards. I was back on course as the man soon had his hands on my head and was fucking my mouth. It wasn't long before i could taste his precum which i knew was a prelude to his coming as he was soon filling my mouth with cum. Now the taste of his spunk was unusual. It tasted of coffee. It was quite nice. Reminded me of a take out from Starbucks! Now that was it for 2013 but what of 2014. Well it's May already and I've only managed the one cock in my mouth and that was six weeks ago in the cottage in Bucks i found on SH. I have been couple of times to my regular cottage to park up to see if the cover is getting better and was lucky to see and feel a couple of dicks. One cock was of a guy who pulled up beside me. We got talking through our open windows and he asked to come and sit in my car. He soon had his cock out and was wanking it up. Nice uncut of about 6 inches. He had shaved balls. I was tempted to suck it but the car park was too busy and the cover was not good enough for a walk in the woods so i just enjoyed wanking him for a bit until a load of dog walkers came back to their cars. Second cock was that of a self admitted gay man (all cottagers i have met to date all seem to be bi-sexual and usually married) who also pulled up beside me. He also got in the car for a chat. Lovely bloke and was looking for a suck himself. He took a shine to the fact that I had hairy arms (the only part of my body that is!) and started to stroke them while playing with himself. He said he was a 'bear' lover and hairy men. His name was B. B sadly admitted that his cock wasn't much to shout about which i have to say it wasn't but it was leaking very tasty pre cum. I told him that i don't normally get a hard on when cottaging but he still insisted that i undid my jeans and got my cock out. Surprisingly i started to get hard when he played with it. He proceeded to give a lovely wank and was dying to suck me off and swallow my spunk but like the last time the place was full of dog walkers so he couldn't go down on me. We did contemplate going into the woods but that was a few weeks ago and the cover was still not thick enough for concealment. We had a nice dirty chat while he wanked me and told me how he loved to be fucked. Again the car park became busy with more dog walkers coming and going so we called it a day. B was a really nice man. Checked out the cottage a last week with a fleeting visit on the way back from the council tip and noticed that the cover almost perfect. Busy too. While i was there, just for ten minutes, four cars arrived with lone drivers arrived and they all got out and headed for the much used sucking and fucking spot. Found that so horny that i gave myself a little orgasm while twiddling with my nipples. Went home happy. Hope you fellow cottagers have enjoyed the diary of the last twelve months. All true, I can assure you. Hopefully one of the readers might recognise themselves and leave a message. STOP PRESS. I was about to spell check and correct all my dysexic mistakes to this last diary piece and press send when the need for cock became more important. As it was lovely May day and I had to go to the tip with garden waste i decided i would pay a visit to the regular cottage where all the fun above takes place. So wearing a black thong belonging to the wife under my jeans and a pair of her dirty knickers fresh from the dirty washing basket in my pocket off I went. I pulled up in the car park to see only a few cars parked and no one in them. Did have work to think about and messages to check up on my phone so i occupied myself with doing that. Looking up from my phone I became aware of a small car with another oldie like me parking very close to me. Was this show time? I let some dog walkers pack up their mutts before i gave the driver the 'look'. I then started to play with my nipples to let him know I was up for it. He didn't stop looking and though I couldn't see I was aware there was hand activity going on in his trouser area. A while the man got out of his car and headed across the road from the car park which is an alternative sucking spot. I followed. The ground is still boggy in that part of the wood but the man seemed know how to avoid all the bad bits. He disappeared for minute but then i spotted him standing with his back to tree rubbing his cock through his trousers. I walked up close and stood about five feet away and undid my jeans, dropped them and revealed that I was wearing the thong. I know sometimes that being a panty wearer can be a turn off for some men as it's not to everyones taste. For this man it seemed not be a problem as he stepped forward and started to feel me up through the thong. In turn started to feel him and discovered he that he had a nice hard. The man then lifted up my T-shirt and started to suck one of my tits with great expertise while I undid his flies, fumbled through his under pants and pulled out a very stiff uncut cock of reasonable size. We then started to snog passionately, which was a treat for me as the wife ceased to snog years ago. ( She was never into tongues in the first place except when i licked her cunt!) Has to be said that this man was a great kisser. I dropped to my knees to get a good look at his cock. It was lovely. The helmet, peeking out from the foreskin was glistening with pre-cum and now very hard. So much in need to suck a cock I took it all down to the hilt and felt it get even harder in my mouth. I sucked for about two or three minutes and then stood up for more kissing. I was just about to go down again on the cock when the man moved behind me and put his cock between the cheeks of my arse. I didn't know what to think when he did that. Was he going to attempt to put his cock in my arse or what? 'Oh dear' I thought I am totally unprepared for anal sex, no lube or condoms. He began to rub his cock between my cheeks up against the thong and put his hands around the front and played with my nipples as he was rubbing himself against me. He then suddenly stood away, I turned around to see his spunk spurting over the forest floor. He was coming! I was down on his dick in a flash to take the final spurts in my mouth. To be honest I was a bit disappointed that I didn't get the full load in my mouth but as I always I was thankful for sucking the cock and tasteing any spunk no matter how little. After polite good byes we went on our different ways back to the car park. As i was jumping the soggy bits of the forest I decided that i would check out my regular spot to see how the cover was. This took me back across the road and across the car park. As i was, a car came in with a young driver. I thought I recognised the car as of the young bloke I sucked off last year. (See above.) Thinking it was too good to be true and thinking I should be so lucky I made my way to my favourite spot to see if it was safe from view off the main path for future trips. It was. Coming out and back onto the path, and thinking of going home, I spotted the young driver walking away from me down another path. Had he had followed me? I was just considering to follow him when he turned around and saw me and headed back towards the saplings, which when full leaved, are good cover. Still not sure if it was the same lad. I followed. He waited on the path until I was close to him then went into saplings. I got level to where he went in and looked in, couldn't see him at first but then spotted him with his prick out masturbating. The boy was wearing paint splattered track suit bottoms and a top. I was in heaven as to me I was in a 'village people' scenario. Yes it was the same lad as i recognised his beautiful cock. The boy is the sort of person that would make you question your sexuality. He was slim, tall, dark and handsome. The sort of boy most of my gay friends, especially the old ones, can only fantasise about. I went down on my knees and he slowly walked towards me. Like last time I wasn't going to rush this suck. I stemmed licked and sucked his balls which seem to tighten as i gobbled each one. I then went to work on his cock. I first took down as far as i could and face fucked it. Again, like last time, I could feel his dick stiffen. Always gratifying. I looked up at the boy and asked if i had sucked him off before. All he said was "You might have done." I was momentarily sad at the remark, as I thought, last time I gave him a blow job that he would never forget. I then got my wife's knickers out of my pocket and asked if i could rubbed them around his cock and balls. I looked up, a smile from him and a slight twitch of the cock said it was okay. Now the thing about the gusset of the wifes panties always give a clue to whether she has been sexually aroused or she has had a wank. If she's masturbated they are well crusty from her cunt juices and discharge. This pair bore the signs of arousal and had enough evidence that she might have had a little play with herself the day before. I rubbed the gusset around the boys helmet. I could feel myself getting harder, as being the unfulfilled cuckhold I am, the pleasure of another mans cock in contact with something that had spend the day nestled close to my wifes cunt is a very big turn on. I wrapped the gusset around the cock and sucked some more. Oh boy, that was a wonderful sight. After few minutes of this mutual pleasure I asked the boy if he was going to come and he replied it might take some time. I asked if he'd wanked already and he said he had one when woke up. He then started to wank himself off which I found very erotic. I occasionally put my lips around the helmet of his cock and kept up a caress of his balls. I put the knickers back in my pocket and got ready to take the impending load. The boy then turned away from my open mouth and started to spunk. I managed to get the second spurt and the rest of his jiz. I mopped up and made sure I got every drop. That was quite a load for someone who had already wanked earlier. I asked the lad why turned away and replied that he thought I might not have liked him to come in my mouth without asking. That manners for you. On the way home to have a wank on the strength of the mornings fun, I ruminated which was the best of the two experiences, despite the fact I never got to get all the first older guys cum, the kissing, tit sucking and his cock rubbing up between my arse i found to be very arousing but then the rubbing of the wifes panty's over the young mans cock was very a reall turn on. I would call that a draw. Hey what was I thinking about trying to compare the two! Two cocks in ones mouth before midday. That's what I would call nearly a good days works. Thanks for staying with me over the last few days. Hope you enjoyed reading about the cocks i had in 2013 as much I did in sucking them. MM P.S. You may have noticed that I have more than a keen interest in all things ladies panties and what goes on in them. So much so I am writing up a little potted history of my fetish and will be posting here on SH quite shortly.