I showed up, early, the next day. Bill showed up at about two thirty and got undressed and laid out in the hot afternoon sun. We engaged in a little “small talk” but for the most part, he was pretty quiet. At about three fifteen, Bill got up and went into the water. After paddling around for about ten minutes, he got out and walked back to the blanket. He looked and me and said “ready?” Before I could say anything, he scooped up his blanket and headed for the same woods we had visited the day before. Bill spread his blanket on an area covered with soft pine needles. Then, he lay down on his back, spread his legs and motioned for me to get to work on his cock. I got on my knees between his legs and started sucking his cock. His cock was really soft and shriveled from the heat, but it did not take long for it to get rock hard. I could tell by his moaning and the bucking of his hips that he was getting turned on. Suddenly, he grabbed an ear with each hand and hooked one of his legs over each of my shoulders. I was in his complete control in this position. After I sucked his cock for about five minutes, he pulled my mouth off and directed it to his balls. I licked and sucked on his hairy sack. He seemed to really like this and he kept talking to me and telling me exactly what to do. Then, Bill pulled my mouth off his balls, rolled back on his hips and forced my mouth to his asshole. He could tell that I didn’t want to go there, but he had me firmly by the ears. Every time I tried to move away, he would groan “oh no, bitch” and force my mouth back onto his hole. I obediently licked around the hole for a while. Then, Bill grunted “Tongue it, suck boy”. I worked my tongue up his hole as far as I could. I could feel Bill bucking his hips to work my tongue in deeper. Over the next forty-five minutes, Bill moved me back and forth between his cock and asshole nine or ten times. Each time, he had me stop to worship his balls. My back hurt and my knees were aching. Then, Bill unhooked his legs from over my shoulders. He ordered me to stay where I was. He got up and stood behind me. He spit on his fingers, bent over, and rubbed them on my asshole. I suspected what was going to happen next, so I turned my head over my shoulder and used my mouth to get his cock as wet and slippery as possible. Bill then knelt behind me and slowly worked his cock into my ass. This was the “first time” for me and his cock hurt like hell going in. After he got it in and started fucking me, it hurt even more. He was holding me firmly by the hips so there was no pulling away. He used my ass just the way he wanted and that was just like a pussy. At times, he ordered me to move my ass and fuck him back. After what seemed like an hour, but was really about ten minutes, he shot his load. The cum lubed things up inside of me and it hurt a lot less. After a minute or so, Bill pulled out. He looked very satisfied. He asked me if I enjoyed it and I said that I did. My ass hurt but it felt good to be totally dominated by such a stud of a man. We walked back to the beach, had a swim, and lay out in the late afternoon sun. I was exhausted and I dozed off for an hour or more. I awoke to Bill shaking me gently by the shoulder. The sun was dropping below the tree line and most of the people had already left for home. Bill looked at me and said “one for the road”. After my nap, I was eager to service his cock again. He grabbed his blanket and we headed for the woods again. I wondered if we were wearing a path to our “secret” spot. The area had been logged for the larger trees a few years earlier and there were large tree stumps scattered throughout the woods. Bill threw his blanket over a stump that was a convenient height, sat down, and spread his legs. He didn’t have to say a word. I knew what was expected. I dropped to my knees and got to work. I started by licking and gently sucking on his balls. I paid particular attention to the sensitive underside of his hairy sack. Then, I slid his hardening cock into my mouth and started working the underside of the head with my tongue while stroking his shaft and gently sucking. I felt Bill place a firm hand on each side of my head. He proceeded to set the rhythm and depth. His cock grew rock hard. I could taste his precum. Apparently, this time, Bill was not interested in extended my cock worship. After just a few minutes, I heard him say the now familiar “Here it comes, cocksucker” and he proceeded to shoot his first shot of cum into my mouth. Then he held my head still and fucked my mouth ten or fifteen strokes while he finished cumming. When I looked up, I could see a slightly sinister smile on his face. He didn’t have to say anything. I knew what was next. With his still moderately hard cock in my mouth and my head locked in the firm grip of his powerful hands, I proceeded to swallow his load. I could tell that he enjoyed watching me struggle getting it down. His load was surprising large considering how much cum he had pumped into me the last two days. It also seemed extra thick and sticky. Perhaps, this was because he was dehydrated from being in the hot summer sun so long. After a lot of slurping and a little gagging, I got most of it down. I knew the routine, and without an order from Bill, I got to work licking his cock and balls. I paid special attention to the area behind his hairy balls. When all the “juice”, cum and spit was cleaned up, Bill moved one hand to the back of my head and he put the other beneath my chin and lifted my head until I was looking him in the eyes. I took the shaft of his half hard cock in my hand and slid the head into my mouth. I slowly pumped his cock a dozen or so times. I could taste the last drop or two of cum oozing into my mouth. I could see the satisfied look on Bill’s face. We returned to the beach, where he quickly got dressed. Before leaving, Bill said “see you Tuesday afternoon”. This day was Wednesday. I was there, waiting, the next Tuesday afternoon.