Wind In The Willows

One of life’s treats to feel the wind in the willows. That moment of feeling your shirt lift off your shoulders. That point when you unburden yourself of pants, dropping them and gaining your nudity one leg at a time, of sticking your chest out to the sunlight and your arse to the moon. The gentle breeze rustling your pubic hair and your nuts sweetly cool. The throb of the sun on your dick and a friendly hand to hold it. That moment when your cum rises from below your loins and you know that you’re reaching the point of no return. Of sun and cumm falling in plops to the ground and your seed glistening in the daylight. The silence. The sounds of nature. Yep. Love it. – BoB

Header Photo Credit : Joe Byrne Out camping in Oregon Mount Hood