Smash

It comes from nowhere. One second you're bent over catching your breath, the next all you see is ass.

You stare with confusion at the ass of a man you were just jogging with.

Then just as randomly as he pulled his shorts down, he pulls his cheeks apart. His pink hole is in clear view, making contact with your eyes. The only thing that makes you look away is the man himself.

He looks back at you with a handsome grin on his face.

"Don't worry I'm clean and I stretched a little. I had a feeling I'd be slow today!"

"Huh?" It's getting more confusing by the second.

"You know... I'm ready for you to fuck me!"

"WHAT?!" You met this guy five minutes ago and he wants to get down and dirty.

"You won the race! So you get to top me!" He sounds so excited, so energized.

"What race? I thought we were just jogging. Maybe I sent out the wrong signals?"

"But this is the trail all the guys looking for a good time go on..." Confusion consumes both of you.

"I jog here every morning? I've never..." You feel your face heat up as you think about guys fucking. Then you realize it's not just your face heating up, your crotch is warming too.

He looks around at the nature around you. When his eyes return to yours he looks embarrassed.

"Oh... this isn't the trail... I'm sorry..."

After the awkwardness, you watch as he bends over to pick his shorts off the ground.

Pushing past the confusion, you take a few steps toward the other man. A hand on the top of his head tells him to stop what he's doing. Instead, he falls to his knees, face to face with your hardening crotch.

You pull your cock out of your shorts and let it hit his lips.

"Let's see how you handle this first," You say. "Then maybe we do it properly... whoever finishes first..."