Meeting a HOT SWEATY GUY in the middle of Nowhere

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    Jul 04, 2011 8:48 AM GMT
    Yesterday I went on a long hike and about five miles in this perfect specimen of a guy, shirtless and in running shorts and covered in sweat, ran by me. We were all alone and no one around. I asked if I was going the right way and he stopped and talked. Holy crap, he had the most beautiful blue eyes, you know the kind that sparkle like Kirstie Alley. And just hot, almost too hot to look at. Young military like, maybe 21. I was soaked too, my T-shirt and hair dripping (91 degrees out). I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable talking to a stranger in the woods, so I kept it short.

    Well, three minutes later I hear him shouting, "wait, wait" as he ran back from behind me. And then he met up with me and asked about what I was looking for because he thought he gave me the wrong directions. I thought, damn, he wants to talk. Holy crap.

    Turned out he's going to VCU for track or something. I kept it short again, and he wished me luck and I did him (wished him luck), then he ran away and disappeared.

    I didn't know how to take him coming back. Can you imagine the fantasy of two sweaty strangers going chest to chest, mouth to mouth in the woods right there.

    Have you ever had chance encounters like that?
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    Jul 04, 2011 12:35 PM GMT
    Ah, hiking naked... my favorite thing to do out in the woods.

    #1. Hiking naked in a local state park and a shirtless guy runs by me at high speed. That following week at work, talking about weekend activities, turns out a coworker knows him personally and he is a nationally-ranked trail runner.

    #2. Hiking naked with a str8 budd down from Alaska. We meet a shirtless guy coming down the trail with his pants unzipped and nearly falling off. It was obvious what he wanted and we kept on going.

    #3. Hiking naked out in the Pacific Northwest with two gay budds: on the way back down from the peak we encountered several couples and a few small groups. The women feigned embarassment and giggled, the guys scowled and got protective, and the Japanese tourists tittered and wanted our photo.

    #4. Hiking naked in a local county wilderness area: spied another guy behind me so pulled my shorts on. He caught up with me later and said, "You didn't have to get dressed" so we jacked off and blew a load all over each other.

    #5. Twice hiking naked in local state wilderness areas: saw a metallic glint off in the distance so pulled my shorts on. Turned out both times it was a ranger, and it was a good thing I was dressed. They did NOT like naked hikers.

    #6. Hiking the SWAMP STOMP, ten miles through the south Florida Everglades with nine other naked guys: we heard running steps behind us and here comes an honest sun-bronzed Greek Adonis god in only little butt-hugging running shorts. He stopped to chat (he was just a runner out for the day) and we tried to get him to go naked too but he wasn't into that.

    I've got lots more I could tell...

    Anyone interested in naked hiking, check the "Outdoor Life" forum here in a few days and I'll post URLs for appropriate sites.
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    Jul 04, 2011 2:43 PM GMT
    [quote] Have you ever had chance encounters like that?[/quote]

    Back in another century before I got a PC at home, I used to go online at the city library. There was a cute cute 20-something guy who was often there at the same time. One evening he was standing on the front steps of the library as I left to go home. Looking me right in the eye, and without a hint of reservation, he said "Hi!" I gave a noncommittal grin and said "Hey, how's it goin'?" We then had a conversation of no consequence whatsoever, staring into each other's eyes the whole time. After ten minutes or so he said, "Um, I really gotta go now, nice talking to you." OK, fine.
    This song and dance ended up going on for over a year! icon_eek.gif Whenever our "PC hour" coincided, which was maybe once or twice a month, the same scenario would play out on the front steps. On about the fifth such occasion I finally got his name out of him and then told him mine. From time to time we'd walk from the library for several blocks before parting company. And once we even crossed paths on the street and started yakking away; I thought I finally had an opening so pitched the all-purpose come-on, "Wanna go for coffee?" He stammered a bit and then, true to form, begged off. The eyelocks he used to apply made it sooo obvious that he was looking for more than convo. And we had some quality convo whenever we met, even fairly esoteric sh-t like the relative merits of Nelson Ahlgren and Dashiell Hammett. But talk never once turned to what was clearly on both our minds. icon_cry.gif

    At the end of my first year of college at UMass-Amherst, I was waiting on campus for the bus home to a nearby city when another student happened on the scene and began chatting me up. It started out the way thousands of such things do, idle talk while killing time. I thought nothing of it, all the more because of how gay men seem to rarely allow themselves to be casually friendly to strangers. This guy was easy enough on the eyes, with a kind face and moderately stocky build, but it wasn't as though bells were clanging in my head and I had a rise in my Levi's. icon_wink.gif We boarded the bus when it rolled up, he sat in the double seat behind mine, and we sprawled across the seats the way men do and kept talking. It was only after we were most of the way along that I noticed he was purposely causing his SIZABLE left biceps to flex. icon_eek.gif For the rest of the trip that was ALL I saw. The bells damn sure started clanging then. My voice involuntarily dropped into husky mode the way it always does when I'm "excited." Somehow I kept the convo going even as fantasy images of deepthroating and flip-fucking took over my brain. Logical thinking paid an unwanted visit: "There's no beer in the fridge, there's maybe five bucks and change in my pocket, and I don't get paid for two days. Damn. DAMN." We neared my stop. "Dude - I'd have you over for a beer except I'm out and I don't get paid 'til Friday." "Ahhh, that sucks! Same here! Oh well, what can ya do." He cheerfully waved goodbye as I disembarked, but the disappointment on his face was plain to see as I'm positive it was on mine. icon_cry.gif

    I have some great success stories to tell, too, but this thread's not about that.

    Undoubtedly some of you (especially the younger fellas) reading this will wonder why I didn't cut to the chase with these two - and others - who got away. It all boils down to "once burned, twice shy" and the games people play because of how homophobia is. The detective-novel fan and the big-biceps bus rider knew they wanted man sex but weren't secure enough in their own skins to broach the subject directly. I think it's safe to say that this was true of the OP's sweaty trail runner as well. A lot of approach/avoid, "look but don't touch," goes on with the closeted and the "curious." And you tweak their conflicted minds at your own peril - "gay panic" murders still happen.
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    Jul 04, 2011 3:11 PM GMT
    One time while running on a trail, a really hot guy probably early 20s, ran passed me, we looked at each other, then when he passed by i turned around to take one more look and he turned back too, we smiled and then he disappeared. Somehow guys look uber hot when shirtless and sweaty.
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    Jul 04, 2011 3:14 PM GMT
    People can do naked hiking?!.... I thought it was indecent exposure icon_eek.gif
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    Jul 04, 2011 4:26 PM GMT
    naked hiker: lol at #4.

    Can you expand upon the fulfillment hiking naked brings? I'm not trying to denigrate it or anything, just curious. I personally enjoy mosquito bite-proof long sleeve shirt from REI and hiking boots when hiking. Are you barefoot also?

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    Jul 04, 2011 5:36 PM GMT
    The guy I saw wasn't naked; he was shirtless and in running shorts. But he had that total torso sweaty sheen. Like light reflecting off it sheen. So So so hot. The extent of our conversation outside of us looking at my map together (closely) and talking about directions was:

    Me: "Are you military?" (Quantico is like a mile from where we were)

    No: "No, I go to VCU for this, track." (said excitedly)

    Me: Oh, cool.
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    Jul 04, 2011 6:23 PM GMT
    wrestlervic saidThe guy I saw wasn't naked.


    The first post after yours was an attempt to hijack the thread by turning it into a discussion about how fun and fulfilling it is to hike in the altogether. Some took the bait, but not all. icon_wink.gif
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    Jul 04, 2011 7:06 PM GMT
    Can you enrol at VCU for something?