I drove down the narrow road leading to the boat ramp, a slight rain was falling. In the Spring and Summer, it is hard to find places to park at the ramp, with all the tubers, kayakers, and people enjoying the river fishing. In the Winter, it is virtually empty, the perfect place to meet a man from SQ for some erotic pleasure.
Just one problem, there were two cars already parked by the boat ramp, neither of which was Tim’s.
One of the cars was empty, yet in the other were two occupants, a man, and a woman, they were in an embrace, now startled that someone else was at this vacant boat ramp. I drove into a space away from them and it appeared the two lovers were now sitting up, pretending to watch the river flow by. A few minutes later, a Black SUV drove down the gravel road. It was Tim’s, the man I was meeting. It was getting crowded in the ramp parking lot.
I met Tim on SQ three days ago, we clicked right away. His profile said he was five foot ten inches, sixty years old, and that he was a submissive bottom. We chatted for a few days, and he promised to provide me with a long cock sucking and that he took directions well.
On the third day, he was telling me how he would love to suck my large cockhead, and that he was at home, horny, watching porn, his wife in another room, unaware. It was four o’clock with slight rain, and I was stroking my own cock as Tim described what he was going to do with mine. I couldn’t host; my partner was home, too, but I suggested meeting at the boat ramp.
I met two other men at the ramp, so I knew the location was relatively safe. Tim said he could make an excuse to leave the house, and I could as well. We agreed to meet at the boat ramp in thirty minutes. As I left for the rendezvous, I took a generic Viagra, to enhance the upcoming sexual experience.
Tim arrived and saw the other cars, he read the situation and parked away from me, instead parking closer to the lover’s car, which was near the boat ramp. I was stroking my hardening cock, waiting, yet the Viagra packaging said my erection could last an hour or more, which was good news.
I messaged Tim, and he had time, so we would wait a little longer. The next boat ramp is larger, visible from the main road. We tried to figure out another safe location, but this was our best shot. Tim suggested that he would get out of the car and walk over to the ramp. I liked the idea, especially since it would give me a chance to see what he looked like. My cock was now hard, and I didn’t know how long I would last before I exploded since I could not resist stroking.
Tim left his car and opened his umbrella and walked to the boat ramp as I watched him, intently. His pictures, the G-rated ones, were spot on. He was trim with short hair.
I thought, “Come on, lovers, it’s time for you to go home.”
Seeing Jim walk to the river was enough for the two lovers. The man got out of the car, looking unhappy, and got in his car. He looked at me as he drove past, then looked at Tim. I think the sad lover knew what was happening, and, shortly after, they both drove off separately, presumably back to their respective spouses. I silently apologized to this stranger, I have been there too, interrupted and sexually frustrated.
We waited a few minutes to make sure we truly were alone, then Tim walked over to my car. I had moved into the back seat and was undressing. I enjoyed being naked, especially outdoors, my cock was now a raging hardon from the medicine.
My SUV provided protection, for a few moments, if someone drove onto the boat ramp, although that was less likely as it was getting dark and threatening to rain. Tim came around my car where I was standing, naked, my cock at full extension. He smiled and we exchanged greetings, but now time was against us, both of us had a curfew.