At the beginning of February a business trip took me to Bucks. Having checked out the gay/doggin sites in the county on SH for a previous trip, and knowing the lay of the land of one in particular, just south of Amersham, i decided to give it a go and see if there was any fun to be had. Having to have lunch with a prospective client it was mid afternoon before i pulled into the lay-bye of the site. A van and a car were parked up already. I pulled up in front of them. The driver of the car was on the phone and soon drove off leaving me a clear view of the van in my rear view mirror. I could sense something was on as the driver had put down his paper work and seemed to pay keen attention to my car. I sat there for a minute playing with my nipples to see what would happen. Sure enough the man was soon out and locking up and heading though a gap in a hedge and into the wood that is beside the lay-bye. The man was a mature type like myself. (50+) Being as horny as fuck and dying for a cock to suck i was soon out of the car to see where he went. The cover in the wood, being still winter, i could see him hanging around behind a tree. i entered the wood and walked towards him. He immediately began to rub his cock through his pants so when i got close to him i said 'Hello.' He immediately asked what was i into and i replied 'Cock and spunk.' Cant remember exactly what his reply was but it was of the affirmative. The man suggested we went deeper into the wood for cover. While we walked we shared our 'likes' Apparently he and his wife were doggers and had been to the spot before but only in the summer. His winter sport was cottaging. I found that a big turn on. We eventually found a thicket and squeezed ourselves in between some saplings. This gentlemen said he liked a snog. so we started to kiss while feeling each other up. This was a change for me as being first and foremost a cock sucker i am usually down on my knees undoing flies or zips. We both pulled up our shirts and started to play with each others nipples. I couldn't put off the need for his cock any longer and went down on my knees and pulled down his track suit bottoms. (Say what you like about trackies but they do make like easier and quicker for cock sluts like me. The man's cock was uncut of which i am big fan. It wasn't too big or too small and had a little kink in it. It was a lovely suck. It was long before it was hard and deep in my mouth. Sounds above told me that i must be doing something right. The man, being a keen cuckhold and started to talk about what he would like me to do to his wife. If she was like that, she sounded like the perfect Mrs! The chap then wanted to suck me off too. I don't normally get a full hard on when out cottaging but was nicely firmed up ready for him when he dropped to his knees and proceeded to get my knob out. He was delighted when he discovered i was wearing a pair of the wife's panty's something i always do when i go out looking for cock. He was a good suck and was nearly making me come so i stopped him and said i wanted his spunk but the man said, that before he unloaded, he would love me to give his nipples a good pinch and another deep french kiss. I happily obliged. I then went down again and took his now very stiff cock in my very ready mouth. i discovered last year there are different techniques for uncut and cut cocks. Uncuts seem like the foreskin to remain over the helmet and be sucked gently but with firm lips. It wasn't long before the man was gripping my head and fucking my face. The beautiful taste of pre-cum began to leak from his dick so i knew it wasn't long before he was going to spunk. With a big moan, big thick spurts entered into my mouth. His cum tasted perfect. Not too sweet, with just a hint of bitterness. Delicious. (I am a connoiseur.) I sucked him dry and even gave his now very swollen helmet ,now poking out from the foreskin, a little squeeze, to drain the last drop of spunk. Like a gent he offered to finish me off but i said i would wait until i got home. We made our way back to the lay-bye and had a nice chat about life and even exchanged names. There was now another car behind mine and in front of the man's van, who i now knew to be 'B'. I thought for a moment i might get seconds if i hung about but B warned me that he recognised the car and if it was driven by a 'fat bloke' he was a time waster. The man was fat. We shook hands and made our ways. B said he was going to tell his wife he been given a nice blow job. I found that flattering. I drove home around the M25 back to Surrey with the wonderful taste of spunk swilling around my taste buds. Yummy. M