November 25th, 2012, 06:29 PM
When I got married after 9/11 I kept my house and moved into hers. I used my old home for my office and workshop, as a carpenter/contractor. While working on a project for a church close by I had to unload some materials at my workshop. There is a rooming house next door, in this urban area. I didn't know anyone at the rooming house at the time but had seen some younger guys coming and going. I thought one of them could help me. As I approached the house a young black man, twenty something, was coming out. I asked him if he wanted to make $20 in a minute's work? He hesitated a minute. o.k. He came over, helped me unload the truck and I paid him. He was a bit surprised he'd made $20 so fast and easy. I told him I occasionally needed help with my jobs. I'm a carpenter, I said. He said he had a job working afternoons but if it worked with his schedule he would help me out.
Over the next few months Ron helped me on projects both in my office and on the job. Several times I got the sense he was interested in sex. Nothing too overt, but some definite subtle signs my gut was very keen to. One day in January he was helping me work on a roof. While up there he through his belt to me and said it had broken. After we were down on the ground working he was standing in the room we were building with his pants hanging down below his ass, his boxers fully exposed. Sagging pants gone extreme. Seeing I was married at the time I refrained from making any comments, but I definitely got an erection. He was a nice looking guy, about 5/10", nice slim build, broad shoulders. He had a handsome face with nice eyes and lips, hair cropped short. He was a little goofy, maybe mostly immature. He worked out a few days a week, and though I had only seen his shirtless chest from a distance, the previous summer, I could tell he would be great looking naked. That same day we worked on the roof when driving home he started talking about the cartoon South Park, and got on the subject of salty chocolate balls. I didn't get it until too late, after he'd gone. He was talking about HIS salty chocolate balls. He was a real horndog that day, and if I hadn't been married I would have reached across the front seat of my truck and put my hand on his thigh, "oh, salty chocolate balls, I love salty chocolate balls."
I won't prolong the foreplay here by mentioning various other scenarios when I could have made him, because if I was one thing, it was a faithful husband.
Ron and I started to hang out a bit together, though I was quite a bit older. We went to the gym together, went running, went to the World Series in town, albeit watched from a neighboring bar's t.v. The gym he turned me on to was close by. Ron and I parted ways after our World Series night out. But, I kept going to the gym. The following spring I was divorced and living back at my old house where my office and workshop was. I decided to keep working out and get hot myself. One of the staff who worked at the gym said hi to me one night. I didn't know his name, but had noticed him. His friendliness seemed a bit more than just staff to customer friendly. Soon I started talking with Nathan about working out. He would help me with machines by showing me how to use them. I got to watch as he planted is nice little ass in the seat of a machine, legs spread out and then he'd do some reps. I couldn't stop ogling his crotch. Eventually he realized I had some feelings towards him. This gym had been purchased by someone who did not have the means to keep it up, so the showers didn't have hot water for instance. Every time I asked Nathan about them he just said they were coming to fix them in a few days. But, the point is there were never many people at the gym.
One night when I came in Nathan was at the counter to greet me. Just him and me talked for a few, touching on the subject of tattoos, of which he had a few. I asked him if he had anymore tattoos and then he pulled up his undershirt, to his neck, revealing a written word tattoo in red ink just above his left breast. My dick throbbed.
Typically he would wear pants down to his mid calf, high socks, old fashion gym shoes, and undershirt, or tank top. He always revealed his arms, and his shirts were skin tight so you could see what a tight and hot stomach was underneath. His pants weren't very baggy like a lot of younger guys. When he turned around his fine ass was completely evident, and solicitous. Nathan was 26, kind of olive skinned, but more Caucasian then middle eastern. He stood about 5'9". he had nicely defined arms, not too beefy, certainly not weak. He was slight in build with probably a 30" waist. He had long hair put into a bun pulled tight behind his head. He had some facial hair, goatee and mustache but very shortly cropped. His brown eyes were warm and friendly. he had slight facial features, yet masculine. After he pulled his shirt up for me that night, revealing a perfect set of pecs, I couldn't stop fantasizing about him. I would get him to help me work out whenever I could.
Another night I went in, I walked through the door and Nathan was behind the counter. He was talking to a couple of customers but he looked up at me when I walked in. I winked at him, something I'd never done. After changing, and working out, I went back to the locker room to shower and dress. By this time it was nearing closing time. No one was left in the gym when I finished my work out. After undressing I decided to take a sauna. It was there I had fantasized that some night I would be in there wearing just a towel, and Nathan would come in. But I had given up on that ever happening. One night I was leaving, the last one out again, and as I stood and talked to Nathan at the counter on the way out, a policeman stopped and came in. He was just chit chatting but he had some other motive. I could tell by the way he was looking at Nathan and me that he had other suspicions.
Back to the sauna, though. I usually took a dry sauna after working out. Every once in a while I would encounter a guy in there that seemed bicurious. Not overtly, just a little sign here and there they might want to jump in the shower and get, or give, a blowjob. But, I was alone again in the sauna, counting the minutes, perched on the top cedar bench of the small cedar sauna. I had been in there about ten minutes when I saw Nathan walk by. The sauna had a large window in the door. He walked by once towards the showers, glancing in and saw I was in there. A second later he walked back by towards the lockers. God, I got hard just seeing him and the idea of what it would be like if he actually came in. I didn't think I could hold it together, without coming on to him. But, just a fantasy...
Two minutes later, I see Nathan coming towards the sauna wearing just a towel. He grabbed the sauna door handle, pulled it open and walked in. Looks like we have the place to ourselves, he proclaimed sitting a foot from me on the top bench. You must like to sweat I see you use this every time you come, he said. Yeah, I really like just feeling my body perspire and cleanse itself. It's very meditative too, I replied. His hair still in a bun I got to see his torso shirtless for the first time. He was very smooth, well defined, still on the slight side. His navel was small, an outy, with a nice trail of dark hair trailing to his towel. His hair was a dark brown, a little on the kinky side, no chest hair. You shave your chest, I asked? Yeah, the little I do have doesn't look good so I keep it smooth. That's a great tattoo you showed me there on your chest, btw, got any others I haven't seen, I asked? You want the full tour, eh? He replied, not bashful at all. You've got more don't you, I shot back? Some are a little personal but if you're game, what the hell.
He jumped down from the upper bench, pulled off his towel and threw it on the bench. Well there's this one right here, next to my dick..The tat was a picture of a fist with a thumbs up sign. Wow, I murmured, that's inviting. His dick was soft and flacid, very full. His balls hung just below his silky smooth uncut cock that was surrounded by the darkest and densest bush I'd ever seen. What else, any more I queried? You asked. He turned around, spread his feet wide apart and bent over. Trying not to lose my load as I stared right into his ass hole... where, I don't see a tattoo? Look down under my hole. There's a piercing there, is that what you're showing me? What do you think he said revealing every inch of his ass and balls? Very sexy Nathan. Doesn't it hurt? He backed up close to me. Go ahead, touch it. I gulped, felt my crotch with my left hand. His snake was starting to swell just at the idea of having me examine him. Mine out of control.
As he stood inches from me, I reached up and gently rubbed his sweaty, hairy spot with a gold pin threaded through. [I love this place on a man's body, between his ass hole and his balls. It's the one place I love to gently bite and massage with my tongue and mouth before going all the way.] Damn Nathan, you're going to make me cum, dude. Don't cum too soon, he chuckled. Feel away, Nathan invited. I've noticed you looking at me. I know what you've been thinking. I put my hand around his crotch so my thumb stroked his hairy pussy almost penetrating but just massaging the surface, fingers feeling his balls and reaching upunderneath to get his dick hard. He stood there for what seemed like days while he let me stroke, fondle and caress his sweet set of balls and smooth hot, and now very wet hard on.
By now, I had removed my towel and I was fully hard and oozing precum, no streaming. I stroked Nathan's back, put my hands on his hips, kissed his butt cheeks, approaching his hole. His hands on his knees he moaned and groaned and responded by pushing back into all my moves and touches. I had to stand up so I could embrace him and kiss his neck, tongue his ear and just completely engulf him. I placed my hard throbbing cock under his ass, a safe place for now, and rubbed it pressed tight against his back. I reached around and massaged his smooth chest, squeezing and rubbing his nipples. Nathan, I really want to fuck you. Please, let me fuck you. Ever fucked a guy? You into that? You are so sexy and you taste great. I was hoping you'd be o.k. with having sex with me from the first time you came into the club. I'd just about given up hope and then you winked at me tonight when you came in, he responded. You have no idea, Nathan, how many nights I went to sleep jerking off to fantasies of us, of you.
Mmm, I could just stand here for ever pressed against you, my cock beneath your ass. I could just hod this level of excitement and never cum, it feels so, so good. Just then he started grinding his ass against my hardened penis. I put my right hand on his ass and squeezed, over and over. I felt around until my fuck finger was stroking his hole. It was hot, and swelling, hungry for me to enter, very moist. I pulled my dick up and rubbed my precum all over his hole. Like that? Do I, lover boy. I'm all yours. Finger me, stroke me, fuck me slow and deep. Hey, o.k. with no rubber, I'm as safe as they come. Just promise to cum inside me.
It was then I felt his total change of posture. His ass came up higher, his knees bent. He reached back around my right ass and pulled me towards him. Slowly I continued rubbing my juice all over his pussy and as I did it was like opening a door. He relaxed and in I slid. I've never been one for deep, hard aggressive fucking. I've always been the type to play with the sphincter until my lover is about to go mad, then I proceed. That's how I teased Nathan. His tight little ass was quivering with joy. I had produced so much precum that everything was wet as a water slide. We mated and intercoursed and fucked for must have been twenty long, hot minutes, carefully easing up so as not to cum early. When I couldn't take it any longer, nor could he, I put his left ear in my mouth making love to it like a clitoris. Deeper and deeper I rotated my self into his youthful, muscular beauty. Just as I felt it coming I whispered, you're great, and he rose up on his toes taking my giant stream of love liquid. We stayed frozen in space for moments, kissing, stroking, our wet steamy bodies pressed together as one. We forgot we were in a sauna even, making it that much more sweaty and passionate. When I fell from his ass I spun him around. Nathan, you've been on your feet a while. Sit down up here on the top bench. I'm going to make love to your front side. And I did, came down on his virility with both lips and tongue and became familiar with every inch of his cock and balls, and inner thighs. There was no better dessert after the best fuck of a lifetime than taking Nathan's perfect uncut cock down my throat, while also working and slurping on his head till he called my name over and over. His cum was just as tasty as the taste of his sweat and scent and mouth. See you at the gym, Friday.
DISCLAIMER: Using condoms helps prevent the spread of STDs and HIV. Be sexually responsible and have fun.
November 25th, 2012, 09:39 PM
That was erotic and exciting, 4playdude. Why does it seem more intense when it happens in a gym or sauna? Perhaps the thought of being in public and not caring as the lust takes control. Will we hear more about "Friday?"
November 26th, 2012, 07:41 AM
Thanks for adding your great story to our collection!
November 27th, 2012, 08:06 PM
thanks Craiger, glad you got off a little. i think the sauna is a very seductive setting for sex. it can be innocent yet highly intimate, or cross over to sweaty adventure, intensified by the heat... perhaps we'll know what comes on Friday, stay tuned
December 1st, 2012, 06:25 PM
thanks auto, appreciate the feedback and opportunity
Originally Posted by Autolycus
December 8th, 2012, 06:06 PM
Almost a week had passed since Nathan and I got naked in the steam room together, making our own steam. I pulled into the parking lot, early Friday night. Only a couple cars were there, besides Nathanís old black mustang that I saw him leave in after our little party last time here. I was past due for a workout. My body was feeling estranged from its normally active self. I grabbed my gym bag off the back seat, checked the locks on my pickup truck cap and headed for the front door. Nathan was at the front counter; I could see through the large glass building front as I approached. We hadnít spoken since we fucked the Sunday before. As I entered I looked over at Nathan. He placed his right hand on his abs, working his hand under his shirt as he blurted, hey. Just seeing him made my blood flow strongly to my piece. With any luck it was going to be a stimulating workout.
I always wore snug fitting briefs when I worked out, for fear of seeing some beautiful guy that made me bulge out, being embarrassed. I never wanted that loss of control, or that unplanned exposure of what was going on inside my sexual theater. My workout routine was fairly consistent: upper body rotated with lower body, every other day, when I was disciplined. This past week I was terrified to come back and face Nathan, in our new reality. I really expected he wouldnít want anything to do with me, that our lovemaking was a fluke, that he was just so horny I happened to be the lucky one in his path. There was always that ďIím not good enoughĒ side of me when it came to hooking up with really hot guys. At the same time I was afraid he would like me so much, reciprocating my attraction to him, that I would fall into a black hole of uncontrollable lust and never surface. Whatever the reason, I was nervous about seeing him. When you ride someoneís ass, suck him off, kiss and stroke one another, in a public sauna no less, the experience stays with you. I had jerked off to the memorable sight of Nathanís ass bent over in front of me, exposing his perineum piercing, many times since actually tasting all that, once while driving down the expressway, bored, obsessing about his beautiful hole and cheeks spread out inches from my face that night.--- while driving home one night from my writerís group I unzipped my pants, pulled my shirt over my crotch, trying to keep my speed so no one was next to me, I rubbed and squeezed my dick while thinking of kissing Nathanís neck and shoulders in my high speed fantasy. Fortunately I was on my way home so when my constant throbbing and rubbing produced a sea of semen there was no one to question the large wet spot on my white kakis. Could I ever be so lucky to have such a great fuck again?
Arriving on the gym floor I made my way to the bench press, grabbed a bar with 120 pounds, placed it on the rack, laid on the bench with feet on the floor. I took some measured breaths, got my posture down, grabbed the bar and lowered it to my chest. OneÖbreathÖtwoÖpush out the breathÖthree till I got to twelve. I always like to push myself past the last rep, exerting myself even if it was the first set. Pause, take a three minute break. Breathe, again, oneÖtwoÖthreeÖsecond set, done. As I looked around the gym there was only one other guy working out, he was on the treadmill. I was facing the back of the gym, near the back and could only see this stranger in the full-wall mirror. I could vaguely see Nathan at the front counter on the phone. Three minutes passed, oneÖbreatheÖtwoÖpush that breath outÖthree. As I got to nine I was at my limit. I struggled getting it to the rack. Need some help there Romeo? Nathan appeared just when I needed a hand. Sure. Please. Nathan assisted me in my last rep bringing the bar to rest on the rack. He rested his hands on the bar and stood close with his legs close to my head, my eyes fixed on his crotch above. Where ya been, did you come in when I wasnít here, he asked? No, no, just had a busy week, fell behind on my routine. But, back at it. I was hoping youíd be here.
Need a little coaching on your workout? Nathan asked without hesitation. Always, I do much better with a little coaching, a push here and there. What next then, he asked? Well, letís see, upper body. Letís go to the curling bench. Once there he stood in front. What weight do you want on here? Letís stay at 120. I planted my ass on the bench, got in position. Nathan set the weight. I leaned over the padded arm rest and grabbed the bar. There Nathan was, again, in front of me, tonight wearing his silky yellow shorts, white undershirt, and pulled back hair. As I started my reps I was focused on his abs, he on my crotch. We glanced back and forth each knowing our shared memory was in the forefront of any other purpose that pretended to be our real focus. He gave me measured instruction: keep your arms even, pull through each rep, donít jerk. Same on the return. Let it down slowly, good. And on to the next machine. Until we were done. I was done. The other guy had finished on the treadmill and had headed to the locker room three machines ago. It was just Nathan and me. Hmm, just a coincidence? Got a surprise for you, Nathan halfway shouted, as I walked toward the drinking fountain. Whatís up? I turned and asked. Thereís hot water in the showers. They fixed it yesterday. Really? Cold day in hell, I thought. Thatíll feel great. I got a drink. My water bottle was empty after a long workout. I opened the locker room door. The other guy was just coming back from the shower, towel wrapped around him. Is it true I asked, hot water? Absolutely, way too long to fix it, the tall thin Hispanic man answered. He was about 6í, 160 pounds, nice toned arms, small waist, clean shaven, no body hair except from his navel down. He could tell I was checking him out a bit. Great tattoo, I uttered, on your arm. Thanks thatís my favorite. He shot back. Someday I hope to have your tone. Just keep at it bro, itíll come. I was afraid to get undressed in front of this young Latino beauty. I knew my dick would give me away. So, I puttered, stalled a bit. His locker was a little close so I gave him some space to change. He dropped his towel on the floor, before even opening his locker, as if to give me some added time to just scan his sexy body. I was careful as to not let on but after a minute I could tell he was o.k. with it so I just checked him out without being too rude about it. Into guys, hey dude? He boldly got to the question. Ah, you know, Iím one of those who thinks going both ways doubles my chances of getting some. Sorry, donít mean to invade your privacy. Itís o.k., really. This place has some of that going on. I think that guy Nathan, out front there, kind of likes me, the young man boasted. Heís kind of been checking me out the last few times I came in. Hey, kinda know what you mean. Heís a pretty friendly dude. Just then the stranger grabbed some deodorant, raised his left arm applied the stick, then his right. His pits were great too. Itís one of my fetishes. I like a manís armpits with hair, not shaven. I could go on. He grabbed his underwear from the top shelf of his locker, turned around, stepped over the bench so not to be squeezed between the lockers and bench, exposing his really nice dark bush and very full and loose uncut cock and balls. The hot shower had made everything hang low, and very soft to the touch I fantasized. But, I could tell it was more than that. His cock was at least 8Ē when hard, Iíd say. With his bikini panties in his right hand he stroked his left thigh with his other hand as if to say, Iím not shy, I know Iím hot and big, and you are really getting off right now looking at me. He was one hundred percent right. There was a guy I saw once on an amateur porn site. He had a video of himself having an orgasm without ever touching himself. It was very hot. I thought to myself right now that I could just about cum in my gym shorts with this light skinned young latin guy exposing himself for my benefit, without laying a hand on myself. Hey, Iím Paul, btw. Marco. He reached out his right hand to shake mine, then realized he was holding his panties. Oh, guess you donít want to shake those, he murmured. WRONG!! He switched them to his left hand and we shook. Hey Marco I havenít seen you before but hope to run into you again. He turned, bent over putting one leg into his shorts while giving me another great opportunity to scan his other parts. Very nice, tight ass, little trail of hair. Ouch. I decided I needed to escape for a minute before I crossed a boundary. I went to the urinal, pulled my dick out of my shorts, There was precum all over my briefs, my hand. I couldnít help but taste it. I saw that, a voice rose up from behind. Marco could see the urinal from where he was and unbeknownst to me witnessed my gathering up of precum and bringing it to my lips. Youíre welcome, he continued. Sorry. Youíre just a bit too hot to not notice, I answered unabashedly. My dick was so hard I had trouble peeing. As he walked to the door with his bag over his shoulder he looked back, Iím really flattered bro. Youíre not so bad yourself. Next time, eh? For sure, for sure, Marco. Keep it real, he ended.
I went back to my locker, forgetting all about my last hour with Nathan. I had been distracted. I felt a bit like a whore, even though I didnít even do anything. I stripped my clothes off, grabbed my towel, soap, shampoo and headed to the shower to see if there was still hot water or that had all been a cruel hoax on Nathanís and Marcoís part. What I would have given to have showered with Marco. Thatís a whole other fantasy Iíll have to will into my reality. It worked with Nathan.
The shower was nice and deep, completely private. I stood back away from the spray waiting for the water to warm up. Incredible. Hot water! It felt great. My cock was still very swollen, waiting for relief. But, I didnít want to hasten my release having every faith that I would be sharing it. By the time I got done shampooing I heard, you in there Paul? Who else? Nathan sprang through the curtain naked as could be. This alright, he asked, looking me deep in the eyes. Itís more than alright. That Marco fucker teased the shit out of me. I almost couldnít keep it together. He is one handsome babe, Nathan shared. Think threesome, he let out, halfway covering his mouth at the end. Wow, I canít even get there, bro. I shot back.
Bring your sexy ass over here. I ordered. Let me shower up a bit, eh? Sure, sure, just finishing here. He handed me a plastic bag. Whatís this, lover boy, I asked? Check it out. Inside the bag was a dildo, some lube, condoms and a cock rink. Hey, you put some thought into this. Paul, man, I love the way you fuck. I could not stop thinking about how you made me feel, riding me like you did. You are one sexy fucker, Nathan spouted as he lathered inside his thighs, all over his crotch, reaching behind to scrub his ass. Need some help bud, I teased. Patience, patience and you can have it when Iím done. Out of habit I started to dry off, but realized where I was. I put my towel back on the hook, inside the shower bay, moved closer to Nathan, and leaned against the wall, close enough to let the shower spray bounce off him and keep me wet, and warm. Nathan finished lathering his feet, put the soap up. Just then he took his hair out of the bun, let it fall. Facing me he tilted his head back and got his head soaking. I never saw your hair undone. Itís great, very hot, I complimented him. He shampooed for what seemed like forever, giving me full view of his front side the whole time, he enjoying every minute. As he was finishing rinsing, his eyes closed and head tilted back, I snuck up and dropped to my knees in front of his gorgeous pubes. I reached around and grabbed his ass. Hey, hey. Hey what I said. Hey, I like that, he came back. Whatís not to like, I said with a big grin. I nuzzled the crease between his thigh and balls with my nose. He spread his stance. I gave it a lick, his dick. It started to respond quickly. He spread his legs farther. I worked my mouth up under his balls licking everything in reach. Suck my balls Paul. Eat me, bro. everything thatís mine is yours. I took his soft cock sack into my lips, tugging gently. Yea, thatís it. Yea. They were hanging low, shaven as if to say, please suck my balls. They were a bit salty, just the right size to juggle from side to side, cheek to cheek, caress with my tongue as if all would have been good if we went no further than this. I love to suck balls and have my balls sucked. Thereís no better foreplay. By now he was leaning back against the shower wall letting his back support him, his ass far enough away for my hands to grope and squeeze his cheeks. He was fully hard now. So was I, now squatting, my knees off the floor. I made love to his balls for minutes, lapping up his sexy, hairy thighs in the process. I licked his dick from the base to the tip, several times. Thatís it Pauly, devour me, swallow me. I took his hard shaft deep in my throat, almost choking, the only time I love to choke. I took it out, ride me, Nate, ride my throat. I took him down once more, all the way making sure not to break his rhythm with my teeth in the way. By now my fingers were up his ass, no lube needed. He rode me fucking my mouth like it was a warm, wet pussy. Uh, uh, oh my god, uh, here it comes, swallow me Pauly, donít move. His ass quivered in my hands, I could tell he was nearing an eruption. I could feel his sperm canal with my tongue as he rode me lips, engorged with sweet Nathan juice about to spill over. Just then I felt completely at one with his whole sexual being and lust. His swollen cock exploded against the roof of my mouth, trying to push even deeper into my face. I tightened my lips around the base of his pulsing cock, my tongue having a feast on shooting cum and throbbing cock. I almost gagged, but relaxed instead letting his warm, thick sperm slide down my throat. I massaged all of it. Finally it was too much, Nathan was very tender as he pulled out, I stopped him from taking his head out as I continued to suck on it, getting every last drop of Nathan juice. It continued to slided down my throat, the taste unmistakable, the sensation incredibly personal. I let him slide out of my lips. He was panting, the shower still spraying us. I reached over and turned the water off. Paul, Pauly, that was, that wasÖPauly. I stood up, my knees tight from being down for a while. We made out, embraced, stroked each other. He was still post fellatio hard. I was extremely hard. Fortunately there was a tiled bench in the shower so you could shower sitting if you chose. Hey, I remember last week when I asked to see your tattoos and you stuck your ass in my face to show me your piercing. I liked that. I thought of your pierced ass all week, jacked off to it. You liked that, eh? I loved that, eh! I reached over and grabbed the plastic bag. I pulled out the dildo and lube. I sat down on the bench facing the shower head. O.k. Nate, old boy, show me that special place again. Spread those sexy legs for Pauly. Nate backed up to my spread out legs. Now, grab those knees. Nathan spread his feet, bent his knees and put his hands on them, as if ready for inspection. Howís that, he asked? Love it. Beautiful. I ran my hand under his balls, still shrunken from my devastating blow job. I stroked his balls, caressed his cheeks, I couldnít help but stick my face into his ass crack, kissing his ass all around. Oh, man, Pauly. Youíre going to kill me dude. Thereís nothing I love more than getting a guy so turned on, he has no control, I have him in my spell. I circled his hole with my tongue, fine hole it is. Baby, you are all mine, I romanced. Mmm, mmm. I reached for the lube, squeezed out a generous amount and lathered his sexy pussy, working it into his crack, round and round his hole now starting to finger him gently. I am yours Paul, I am your bitch slave. Love me good. Just then I reached for the dildo, turned it on low. I rubbed some lube on it. As I teased Nateís pussy hole with it I reached around and stroked his cock. It was hard, again. Here you go, my man. I slid the dildo into his swollen hole. He took it eagerly, spreading out further, backing up closer. I just got him excited enough to be able to slide right onto me. I took the dildo out, set it aside. I massaged Nathanís crack more, fingering him slowly and lovingly. O.k. bro, have a seat. I grabbed him around his left hip and pulled him down while maneuvering my hard dick, slippery with natureís lube, right up into his hot ass. Come on. Oh, damn. Your ass is hot. Damn. He rode me slow, he paid me back for my heroic attention I gave his balls and cock. He rode me every which way, in circles, up and down, back and forth, slowly, with great passion. He leaned back against my chest, arm around my neck. We kissed, tongues down each otherís throat. By now I had slid back on the bench and Nathanís feet were up on the bench with my ass. He squatted over me massaging my erection with his moist rectum. Oh fuck, Nate, marry me dude. Fuck, this is great. He motioned back and forth over my crotch pulling my dick along with him. I came with what seemed like one giant blast. He sat on me. I bit his neck. He came as I gave him a grade A hand job. Oh, man, I love your body. I love your sexy, sexy body, I whispered in his ear. Hey, next time I get to stick my dick in your starving ass, Nate answered. I cannot wait. If itís half as good as your ass on my hard cock, we will never have to look elsewhere, except for maybe a three way, you know, maybe sexy Marco would like help showering sometime, or, would enjoy a nice long sauna. My thoughts exactly, Nathan replied, sliding off my limp peter.
DISCLAIMER: Using condoms helps prevent the spread of STDs and HIV. Be sexually responsible and have fun. And donít forget to use the cock ring.
Last edited by 4playdude; December 8th, 2012 at 06:07 PM.
December 8th, 2012, 09:15 PM
And this gym is where? I feel the need to workout......desperately Another sex filled chapter, 4playdude. Nice goin!!
December 13th, 2012, 07:30 PM
if i tell you where it is, will you meet me in the shower?? or sauna?? or both??
Originally Posted by Craiger
December 13th, 2012, 09:42 PM
Do you think my fragile bones could take the heat????
December 29th, 2012, 11:01 PM
Great story .. no .. awesome story! .. so so hot
January 3rd, 2013, 04:15 PM
thanks bro, glad you got some pleasure out of it...really, thanks for the feedback. did you cum??
January 5th, 2013, 02:25 PM
My neighborhood gym had become a home away from home. It was also a sexual playground now on two occasions. I couldn’t get Marco off my mind. My obsessive personality often worked against me, but often made for intense sexual encounters. One community feature to my gym was the bulletin board. People posted business cards, items for sale, people looking for workout partners. One day in late spring I went in to work out and walked over to the bulletin board curiously. As I scanned down the board I saw a notice for weights for sale, workout partner wanted, then something different: “Wanted, guys to go hiking with, possible weekend adventure. Contact Marco.” and the phone number and email for responding. Marco? Marco? How many Marcos could be at my gym. My heart began to race a bit. Had Nathan seen this? Did Nathan like to hike? I bet he would become a hiking enthusiast if he saw this. I, on the other hand loved to hike. The more remote the place the better. Michigan has so many great get-aways from civilization, so many islands, many in the middle of the Great Lakes. I loved the disconnect from cars, roads, lights, houses. I loved swimming naked in the clear waters of the North Country. Campgrounds with trailers, motor coaches, screaming kids and boomboxes were in no way what I thought of as getting away, or communing with nature. It was the antithesis of that, it was people bringing all the suburban and urban stuff with them and setting it up in a pseudo natural setting. Yuck.
Hmm. It’d been a few weeks since I met Marco in the locker room, hadn’t seen him since. Would he remember me? Would he feel threatened by my presence in the wilderness knowing I longed for his sexy bod? He did say, “you’re not so bad yourself.” He was extremely flattered by my attention, my gawking. He did flaunt his cock and ass that day getting dressed. He undoubtedly liked guys looking at him. All I could think of was Brokeback Mountain, to the third power. I got out of the gym with workout complete yet not seeing Nathan, apparently off for some reason.
It was early June in the Great Lake State; trees had leafed out, lakes thawed, barely warm enough to swim. I had everything needed to hike the backwoods: sleeping bag, 3 man tent, mini stove, water filter, great backpack, boots and so on. I was past due for a hike, a sojourn. Nature is my church. And, there’s nothing I like more sexually, then being naked in the out of doors, and getting naked with someone outside. Just then I got a text from Nathan, seen the bulletin board? Texted back, can’t think of anything else. Call me I said. Be off work in couple hours, will call you then. Nate.
Couple hours went by and Nathan gave a call. Have you called Marco, he asked? Trying to work up the nerve. You? Wanted to talk to you first. Are you a hiker Nate, you interested in the idea? My brother is a big hiker, he has a closet full of the latest gear, bet he’d loan me what I need, he owes me one for helping him with his car. You call him Nate said, cause I work there, it’d be better if you called. Plus, he’ll remember you. Tell him you have a friend who wants to join in. O.k., I’ll call. Tomorrow, first thing.
I was having trouble falling asleep, dwelling on hiking naked with Marco and Nathan. Thinking of all the natural settings, maybe even waterfalls. My imagination went wild, my head back, eyes closed, holding my pulsing dick, squeezing and stroking I held the sheets off my stomach by propping up my knees. Fantasizing about Marco sucking me while Nathan rimmed me I finally shot semen up on my stomach and chest, a nice gush. I was too lazy to get up and use my dirty underwear to wipe my stomach, instead I smeared it around and around all over until it finally dried, then I fell fast asleep.
I woke up immediately thinking of Marco’s balls. Damn, how would I ever make it through a weekend stranded in the woods with a man who I drooled over, more than Nathan, though I’d never let Nathan know. Besides, I think he felt the same way, he’d much rather suck off Marco, than me.
It was going on nine a.m. Saturday morning. I finally got the nerve. The young man’s voice answered, wuz up? This Marco? You got him. Hey, you might not remember me, I’m Paul. We met in the locker room few weeks back, you know, the guy that’s into dick, and pussy? I remember, you licked your fingers. I got quiet. How’d you get my number? Pause, ah, your number, it’s on the bulletin board. Oh, yea, forgot, the hiking gig? Yea, I’m calling about the hiking gig. I’m a hiker, need to get out, been too long. Hmm, got any equipment, good stuff, you know, to go back in the woods, real hiking? Hey, you’re not talking to a rookie, I rattled off a half dozen primitive treks I’d taken over the last few years. Wow, that’s impressive Paul, Marco said a bit excited. I had no idea. I thought it would be really hard to find someone who had the same passion for hiking as me. Oh, ah, Marco. Yea. I have a friend who also wants in. Nathan. He works at the gym. I’m sure you’ve seen him around. Yea, yea, nice looking long hair brah, cute ass. Did I hear him right, did he just say Nathan has a cute ass? Yea, he wants to take some hiking adventures. He’s got the gear. He’s a diehard naturist, I mean naturalist, like me. Very cool, Paul. Three guys hiking is about the perfect number. We went on comparing our gear, bragging about each of our favorite pieces, our trips. I have a three man tent. So do I, Marco shot back. Mine’s brand new, North Face. Yours it is, Paul. Let’s set a place and time and check Nate’s schedule. How bout North Manitou, for the 17th? Good for me, take the boat, no one else around, middle of Lake Michigan. I’m geeked, Marco reacted.
I got back with Nathan and he was, to quote him, “ in, in, in.”
It was set then. As the weekend approached, for our three day man date in the woods all of my gear was ready to go, trail meals and all. I was the old man in the group, ten plus years on each Nathan and Marco, though they were no kids now in their mid-twenties. I had the best car too, so it was set for me to pick up Nate, then Marco. It was a beautiful June day. June isn’t always so predictable here in the north. Can be chilly and rainy day after day, or just gorgeous with warm nights. I got to Nate’s apartment. He was waiting on the porch. Look like a true hiker. Never saw you in anything but gym clothes, same goes here, Nate responded. I flipped open the tail gate, stashed all the added gear and slammed it. Windows down, sun roof open, off we went to our new friend’s house. We were both thinking the same thing. Schving! as Wayne and Garth would say. And there he stood, the Latino god. Tattered jean hiking shorts, t shirt with sleeves cut off exposing both sides of his torso, flip flops. Hey Marco what a day, hey? I’m ready to get out of this shithole, let’s book. Loaded Marco’s very professional looking stuff, he jumped in the back seat, and off we went. It was a three hour drive to the dock, then an hour and half by boat to get to the island. None of us said much the whole way, playing jams from each of our ipods and phones the whole way. By the time we got to the dock we were all a bit tired of riding. Thankfully the boat ride over was a departure and a real adventure, the sixty foot ferry charging through the fairly choppy waives. We all seemed to be thinking about something very personal, unable to share much, even chit chat. Though we were genuinely glad to be out of the city, and anxious to get into the woods. Not one of us was unaware of the others attraction to dick, on some level.
We docked, got our gear unloaded and got out our map of the island. North Manitou was the more primitive of the two, South being more traveled by day hikers, families; they even had an open truck for giving tours of the island. Where we were there was nothing but forest, water, wildlife and long empty trails. We got to the island just after lunch, so we only had a few hours to really hike on that day. We set our sights on an inland lake about a four hour hike due north. There were only a handful of other hikers that arrived with us, and none were headed our way. We strapped on our packs and off we went. Nathan and I were silently quarreling to decide who got to follow Marco. Who wouldn’t want to have sweet ass like his to propel you to your destination? Marco’s jean shorts were also sagging quite low. Even with his backpack on you could see his ass well. Plus, he wasn’t wearing underwear, it seemed, cause all what showed was the top half of his ass, even some crack. Man. Because I had been there before I led the way, then Marco, then lucky Nathan, the novice, masquerading as a seasoned pro.
After three miles, an hour of hiking, we were all getting a bit warm. Hey, I want to lose this shirt. It’s too nice a day to be out here and wearing all these clothes, Marco announced as he stepped off the trail, dropped his pack and whipped off his shirt. He grabbed the neck of his shirt with one hand, pulled up and off it came, and there he stood, beautifully toned Latino young man with shorts sagging, ass crack showing, even some pubes on the front side. His arm pits were unshaven, and dark like the hair on his head. It was a mystery as to how his shorts were even staying on. Nathan and I were both hoping for them to drop. Nate and I also shed shirts, not wanting to do anything to make Marco feel awkward. But we were both getting the feeling that the guy who had posted the notice on the bulletin board was more than a buff hiker, or even a naturist. By now we knew our new straight, not so straight dude friend was a full-fledged exhibitionist. We had no regrets.
Onward we hiked, past giant pines, birds of all kinds. We even spotted a bald eagle high above a wetland area. Marco spotted it, extending his right arm as he stopped in his tracks. I turned around to be struck by the beauty of his sweaty, well defined torso, trail of dark tight hair running from his navel to his ever exposed pubic hair. His armpit just begging for gazing and attacking. His face had Latino features in his eyes and hairline, but was also a bit thuggish, an attitude about him suggested he was all straight man, but his spirit spilled over with longing to share himself with guys. His beard was at least a day old and thin in several places. His teeth were white as ever, very even and nice. His ears on the small side, tight to his head, and sexy as hell. His medium tall stature went well with his larger than average biceps and shoulder muscles. The tattoo on his right back shoulder was a small spider. He had another tattoo on his left lats, cursive saying, “right this way,” arrow pointing down his side. As we continued I told both of them what lay ahead, of the small inland lake with clear water and sandy bottom, the campground with no one likely to be sharing it with us. Thankfully, there were no bears on the island, or any other predator that we need worry about. One mile to go I uttered, my pack straps now chaffing me a bit on my back. I’m not used to hiking without a shirt. It’s kind of necessary protection against such irritation. O.k. back there, Nate buddy? All is great back here fearless leader. Sure it was. He was staring at Marco’s sculpted back and ass crack for ten miles. What isn’t great about that? Me, just looking at boring old Mother Nature, enough to make my dick limp.
There it is there’s the camp. As we got closer we saw not another soul. The day had blossomed into eighty degrees, still and sunny all day long. We got fifty feet from the lakeshore and dropped our packs, then our asses. That was a good hike. Love it, Marco proclaimed. It’s been awhile, Nate remarked. In reality, Nate had never hiked more than a few miles, and never with a loaded pack. Marco and I carried the tent between us, and most of the food and water, sparing Nate’s pierced ass from collapse. Had he collapsed in exhaustion he wouldn’t have enough energy to play fuck and suck after the sun went down, or perhaps before.
Marco started with his boots, unlacing them pulling them off and his socks next. He sprang up, undid his denim shorts, nice sweat stain down his crack. They dropped to the ground and he stepped out. Let’s go dicks, get naked, that lake is too, too sexy to pass up. He walked off showing us all his sweaty dark skin. He had no tan lines, even being Latino, we just knew he had a tan, and sunbathed nude. I didn’t know about Nathan but I suspected his dick was hard like mine. Could we disrobe and embarrass ourselves not even a day into our weekend with our Adonis? Marco showed no signs of arousal, none. We watched as he waded in up to his crotch, balls and cock above the water. He splashed water all over himself, up his ass, all over his crotch. It was then he started fondling himself. What are you guys doing sitting there. Thought you liked me? We jumped up, shed our clothes and both ran into the lake diving in to either side of our fantasy man. We came up each sitting on the bottom a few feet from Marco still stroking himself, getting harder with each pass. He walked out farther until all the good stuff was underwater. I couldn’t restrain myself. His back facing me I jumped up out of the water and lunged onto him, grabbing him by the shoulders and taking him down into the water. Nathan piled on. We wrestled, rolled in the water, my knee coming to rest against Marco’s asshole. Baby, Marco spoke into my ear. Got a little carried away, I replied. Carry me away, brah, Marco pleaded. Nathan had his hand on my dick. We were like a pile of tangled worms, each getting a feel of the other that was the start of what I knew would be a weekend to remember. We all disbanded, got thoroughly cooled off, even lost our boners. It was just what was needed to break the ice, while letting each other know that we were there to have some sex, just not quite yet. Oh, and to hike. We all had the attraction, the sexual cravings and couldn’t wait for night to fall, but we had no choice. There was still a possibility of people coming upon us. And, we would definitely be kicked off the island, out of the park if we were caught having sex, not to mention gay sex, in the middle of a public camp ground in broad daylight, in a national park.
We waded ashore, threw on some shorts, found flip flops and proceeded to set up camp. The tent went up the fastest. It was pretty large for a three man tent, lots of floor space, two vestibules. Once our site was set we proceeded to make dinner. It had been a long day. After dinner each of us went solo to the lake and bathed really well, just in case the night brought some much anticipated fraternizing, or ass sucking.
By the time the sun was setting we were all ready to go inside the tent. It had a nice open screen top to view the stars. And sure enough, no other campers had rolled in, so we were guaranteed the site to ourselves at least until tomorrow.
As we climbed in we had our sleeping bags already laid out. We kicked off our shoes, peeled off our shirts, it was still in the seventies. We all kind of stretched out. What a day, Nate said. A good jack off and I’m out. Did you say jack you off, brah? Marco chirped up. No, I said that. Marco laughed. Two horny gay dudes and one macho straight dude, what now? If you’re so straight, what are you doing here with two guys who want to jump your bones? Just because I like to have my dick sucked by guys doesn’t mean I’m gay. I do like pussy. I like threesomes with girls, aahmm, and threesomes with guys, Nate spoke out. We were all feeling ourselves, our dicks, during this flirtatious teasing session. Marco pulled off his shorts, again no panties. He laid on his stomach propped up on his elbows, legs spread out. He reached down his front and pushed his cock and balls back out between his legs. The sun was setting and we had our lantern lit so though lighting was not like daylight it was plenty bright to see all of Marco’s magnificence. The shadows made him sexier than ever. He reached back and brushed his ass. Well, boys. I know you’ve been thinking about my ass for at least a few miles, if not days. Nathan stripped and slid over next to Marco. He began rubbing his back, moving down closer and closer to his ass until he was there. Marco moaned, his arms now flat. Nathan kept one hand on his ass the other rubbing his back. Marco’s legs spread further yet. I removed my shorts and boxers and took up space between Marco’s legs. I began massaging his legs all the way down to his toes, pulling up is foot and massaging it. I couldn’t help but to put his toes in my mouth, one and more, then his big toe. Sucking like a cock. He responded by saying, Paul, brah, loving it. I’d never had a foot fetish, but for some reason his feet were turning me on, and watching Nathan stroke Marco’s ass crack was hot as hell. Marco had his arms over his head now, moaning and groaning in the pleasure of attention from two horny, hard, pretty hot guys. As I finished one foot I went to the other and moved my crotch up against his shin, his foot in the air, so he could feel my hard dick. Got you guys all excited, no. Yes. Just then I looked a Marco’s hard cock, pulsating between his legs, his balls laying on top. I joined Nathan, first rubbing Marco’s thighs inside, working my way to his dick. Hey, you know what’d be great? I broke the silence. Up on your knees you sexy Latin beauty. Marco raised up, his ass now in the air. Nathan dove in again, rimming the hell out of Marco. I got down low and took up his balls in my mouth holding his dick in my left hand. Oh my God, better than pussy, better than pussy, Marco repeated. Nathan and I met at Marco’s asshole and began kissing each other, then, we both rimmed his ass till he started pounding the ground with one fist. That’s it, baby, tell us you like it, I whispered. I broke away from the sex bath and grabbed a tube from my shorts along with a condom. Always be prepared, I learned in scouting. I peeled open the package and got that condom on my dripping cock in record time. I then whispered to Nathan to crawl under Marco so they could do 69. I was about to fuck this beauty I had been victimized by in the men’s locker room by all his teasing, embarrassing me. Nathan leaned down and whispered to Marco. He then raised up and Nathan turned himself around, crawling underneath my new Latino lover. Marco, passive in all the lustfulness until now, proved his love for dick by taking Nathan’s in his mouth, deep throating right off, sending gasps from Nate’s pouty lips. I had a view of it all, Marco sucking Nate, Nate now taking on Marco’s thick 8 inch boner, and I was about to see how good a bottom Marco was. As I squeezed the lube into my right hand I had my eyes on Marco’s hole, all pink, swelling more each minute, nice row of dark curly hair on each side of his crack. I gently applied the lube on his ready hole, both guys still sucking and licking each other raw. He responded by pressing into my hand, widening his cheeks, ass coming up higher in the air saying make love to me. I lubed him inside and out until I couldn’t stand it. If I didn’t act I would cum without even a stroke. His tight hole was eager and more loose now with all my finger fucking: one finger, thumb, two fingers, then three. He was on fire. Had he gotten over on both Nate and me? Was he really a hardcore cocksucker? One thing was sure, his ass was tight as the virgin mary. I was about to get a great fuck. He was spread so low all I had to do was move close and slip my balls-aching cock inside his merry little ass. I worked back and forth just inside his hole, teasing and teasing. He responded by pulling up off Nate and asking for more, damn Paul I love your dick in my ass, damn, love me brah, love me. I caressed his shoulders and rotated my hard thick cock in and all around his sweet rectum, each of us working back and forth on the other. Just then Nate started sucking my balls, and I was balls deep. I never felt so much intensity from my junk in all my thirty seven years. God Marco, your ass is wonderfully tight and makes my cock want to shoot, I can’t last much longer gorgeous whore. Nathan pulled off my balls and started grunting, uh, uhh, uhh oh shit, swallow me, swallow. Marco did. He swallowed Nate’s explosive charge. You could see it leaking out his mouth. He was loving it. We either converted a straight guy tonight, or brought out his secret gay passions. As Nate came in Marco’s mouth, he laid his head down under Marco’s balls. I had to stroke Marco’s dripping hot cock with my right hand, while continuing to fuck him. I always wanted to cum inside a guy while he came at the same time. And we did. As I stroked Marco while fucking him it was too much for either of us. He spurted a geyser onto Nate’s chest, a sea of creamy white twink filling. I burst my load bank into my condom sperm bank, but Marco felt every pulse of it. Just then Nate came back up to my balls while Marco sucked more out of Nate’s still hard red prick. This hiking shit is pretty great, Nate managed, dropping balls out of his lips.
Last edited by 4playdude; January 5th, 2013 at 02:28 PM.
January 5th, 2013, 09:58 PM
Talk about intense.................hot, sexy, erotic...you name it. Me thinks Marco won't go back to pussy....
January 8th, 2013, 10:30 AM
Craiger, thanks again, hey you can rate this story up at the top right corner. glad you liked the outdoors...
January 8th, 2013, 10:30 PM
Gave you five mate!
January 13th, 2013, 12:34 AM
Loved the latest part ...So Hot... that'd be an awesome camping trip
I agree with Craiger's "Me thinks Marco won't go back to pussy..." LOL
can't wait for the next part
January 13th, 2013, 02:19 AM
January 27th, 2013, 09:17 PM
THE HIKE CONTINUED
I awoke to the sound of Nate taking a leak outside the tent. Marco was still fast asleep, his bare ass hanging out of his sleeping bag. As Nate came back into the tent I commented, sound like a farm animal out there pissing. I really had to go, didnít want to go in the middle of the night in the dark. Nate said. I grabbed Nateís crotch cause I was horny as hell. Hey baby, getting a little personal arenít we? Nate screeched. You betcha. You must be liking it cause youíre getting pretty hard. Only thing better is your lips on my dick. I pushed him back on his sleeping bag, ripped open his shorts and yanked them off. I went to town on Nathan first thing in the morning, sun barely up. I loved his cock. What a weekend, cock, balls, ass and more cock. Great cocks, great asses. As I went down on Nate I flipped my ass over his head spreading my legs out to either side. My shirt off, I had nothing but some skimpy bball shorts on. Nate knew what to do. He reached in the leg of my shorts and extracted all my swollen junk. I spread out to lower myself and he swallowed up my loose hanging balls. I went to his balls, one at a time, sucking on one like it was a tootsie pop. Mmmm, love your balls, bro. Kissing all over the inside of his thighs, a bite or two, he flinched, but was loving it, loving it. I went up to his navel and licked all over his nice bush, coming across some crusted cum from the night before. He deep throated me and I was frozen in pleasure.
Hey, what the hell, what am I dog meat? Marco crawled over to Nateís crotch. Save some, brah. Marco began sucking on ole Nateís family jewels and I couldnít help but stroke Marcoís back and pits. It was as if no time had elapsed, no sleep had come. I couldnít wait to suck Marco off first thing in the morning. All Iíd gotten so far from him was his tight hole wrapped around my hiker hard dick. What a great cock he has, and big balls. Just then we heard something walking through the brush. Freeze, put on clothes I whispered. We all shifted into our spots and threw on some shorts, shirts.
Anyone in there? Anyone home? The voice called from the lake trail thirty, forty feet away.
I popped out of the vestibule, yea, yea, just getting up. Whatís up? I was met by the nice looking frame of a younger black man, 6í or so, hair cropped short, backpack on, shorts, hiking boots, t shirt. You hiking alone there guy? Yea, stayed down the trail a bit last night, thought Iíd get an early start, saw your camp. I like hiking and camping alone sometimes, clears my head, letís me do some soul searching. His skin was dark, eyes too. He had a great smile, beautiful cheek bones, and very toned frame. You had breakfast I asked? Yea, a little bit, but Iíll hang wit ya a minute. Just then he pulled up his shirt with his right hand, exposing beautiful abs, rubbing it with his left hand, reaching up and scratching his nipple. His belly was devoid of hair, smooth as silk down to the band of his yellow briefs. I couldnít help but gaze.
Just then Nate and Marco crawled out of the tent. Hey, sup? Marco blurted. All you guys sleep in that little tent? The stranger queried. Whatís your name, I asked? Tobias. Iím from Toronto. Cool city, been there couple times I responded. Nice tent btw, Tobias proclaimed. Thanks, brand new, three man. No need to carry extra tent, no extra weight on our packs. Absolutely, I have a two man, gives me a bit more room to stretch out.
Well, Iím Nate, Marco there. Yea, yea, and Iím Paul. Cool. Nice to meet some guys close to my age out here. Thought I might not see anyone, Tobias shared. Just then he dropped his pack. Hey, letís cook up some shit, make some coffee Marco said enthusiastically. Sure, sure letís get at it I said. As we got our back pack with the food in it down from the pole the three of us eyed each other regarding Tobias, all with the same thought, dick, ass, balls.
You guys like to get naked, eh, Tobias asked not directed to anyone of us directly. What, what a ya talking about? I asked. In the lake, last night, I was around the shore getting water, you guys had a cluster fuck. Oh, that, just fucking around, hot, sweaty couldnít wait to get naked and cool off. Sure thing, wish I could have joined ya, our new handsome, chiseled friend replied. Really. Yea, nothing better than getting naked in nature, swimming in the nude, fucking around a bitís o.k. too he finished, looking over and winking. I looked down at his crotch, it was a bit swollen, as was mine. Youíre welcome to join our group, I know the guys wonít mind, I said, looking back after his wink to let him know I thought he was sharp. Hey, why not? You seem like some cool dudes. Sure.
Tobias and I joined Nate and Marco by the little gas stove the guys had going. Whatt ya making? I asked. Some powdered eggs, oatmeal. Have a granola bar, chocolate, Nate said as he passed an unopened package over to me. There were two in the package. Want one? I extended the half empty package to Tobias. Sure, thanks. I love chocolate, especially in the morning. It gets me going, I proclaimed. Truthfully, it makes me horny most of the time. So, youíre a chocolate lover, Tobias shot back, pulling up his shirt again, with his free hand. Yea, and the darker the better I continued. Speaking of dark chocolate, you got a pretty nice shade of dark going there, Marco chimed in. Like dat? Tobias responded. Like it, Marco said gleefully making sustained eye contact. Marco was squatting by the stove while Tobias stood four or five feet in front of him. Marco kept gazing at Tobiasí crotch, his snug fitting short hiking shorts revealing a surprise package trying to get free.
Nate was being very quiet, taking it all in, helping Marco with the cooking. He finished the eggs and served them up to the rest of us in pans and lids. He finished off the rest right out of the pan. Not bad, donít mind powdered eggs too much when on the trail. I canít eat them any other time, though, Nate said. Yea agree. Good job though I let him know. Anyone for oatmeal? Nate asked. Iíll take some, gotta get some carbs if weíre going to last on the trail. All around, Nate asked again? Sure, sure, we all responded.
When we finished Nate and Marco cleaned up and stowed the cooking gear and food while I set out to break down the tent. Need a hand there Paul, sure Tobias. Wonít take a minute. We had our bags stowed, clothes packed, and tent put in the packs in less than tent minutes. The camp site was cleaned up, everyone looked ready, boots on, flops stashed. You been here before Tobias, I asked. Yea, a few times. First time alone. I remember you now from the boat ride, was kind of keeping to myself on that ride, but I remember you now. Me too he replied. Thought you were cute. Thought I was cute, I said surprised. Damn. Youíre down right fucking magnificent, I said, surprising myself with my candor. Donít mind that Iím Black? Mind? When I said I was into dark chocolate I meant it. Nate and Marco were a ways off and couldnít hear our exchange. Well, then, how bout you lead the way, set the pace Tobias. You can call me Toby, I like it better, donít know why I introduced myself as Tobias. Thatís what my parents, my family call me. Toby it is then.
Toby took off down the path heading out a twelve mile hike to the west side of the island to Lake Michigan. I fell in behind, then Marco, and Nate again in the rear. Suddenly my infatuation with Marco had diminished, as I watched Toby head off in front of me I was now focused on his backside. Hey, right behind ya brah, Marco spoke up. I reached back with my right hand, Marco grabbed it and squeezed. Love your ass, I said. Love your cock in it, Marco shot back and we let go. Toby didnít even flinch, let alone look back. I didnít just sense, I knew he was one of us already, though, our adventures yet to take shape.
Twelve miles Nate for todayís hike, I hollered to the rear. You told me on the way over on the boat, he replied. Right. Itís closer to thirteen, Toby interjected. Great. Love a good long hike on a summer day with a full pack. Itís my favorite workout. Got some strong looking legs I said to Toby. Yes they are. Just then Marco goosed me with a stick heíd been carrying. Watch it baby. Donít make promises you canít keep, I responded. Oh, I can keep them, and I owe you. My ass hole is sore. Lol, I took it easy on you poor baby. I shot back. Weíll see. Weíll see. He kidded.
The day was heating up, near eighty and not even noon. Getting close to lunch time Nate suggested. Yea, yea, Marco and I agreed. What say you Toby? Weíd all stopped along the way and taken a dump a ways off the trail, since we left after breakfast. You know, thereís a little turn off up here I know of that takes us down to a little river that runs across the island. Itís very private, not part of the trail map. We can dart in there, get naked, cool off a bit in the river, smash some grub, Toby suggested. It seemed unanimous, we were all in the get naked in nature club, sex aside. What could be better brah? Marco answered for the rest of us. We hiked another half mile to a mile, then Toby turned off to the right to what was hardly a trail at all. If he hadnít known about it we would never have guessed it was a navigable trail. How far? I asked. Quarter mile, maybe. It wasnít too much further when I heard the sound of running water. Sounds like a waterfall I chimed. You better believe it. As we came up to the water sound a crystal clear river appeared in the dense greenery. And, off to the right a slight elevation, maybe ten feet high, and water rushing over the top splashing down the rocks into a small brilliant pool. Damn it, this is a trip to never forget, Nate exclaimed. Thatís all we needed, packs off, asses on the ground boots, socks, shirts all flung off each of our sweaty, fit physiques. We all stood about the same time and dropped our shorts, then our drawers, except Marco of course, commando to the end. I watched as Toby yanked his yellow bikin briefs down and off. We followed the beautiful ass of our new phantom friend, he didnít seem real, to the edge of the pool and watched him dive in, all of us followed. We swam, washed, dunked each other, felt each other up and made our way to a large flat rock covered with sun. Toby crawled over to the side and sat down leaning up against the rock wall, some waterfall barely spilling onto him. He sat legs extended, spread out. It was my first full view of his chiseled torso, thick soft cock, with matching beauty balls. He had a thick cluster of dark black hair all around his crotch. The rock was plenty big for the four of us to stretch out, get some sun, play around. Toby made eyes at me as I climbed out of the water, a motioning sign that he was feeling it. Would you like some company? I asked. Toby was closest to my age of the group, maybe thirty or a bit older, but he looked like twenty five. As much dark chocolate as you can handle he responded. I WILL EAT YOU, babe. Love to be eaten. I snuck over on all fours to his waiting groin. Marco and Nate just kind of watched looking dazed, realizing pretty quickly that I was not going to share Tobyís dick or balls or ass or lips with either of them. They started fucking around and I lost them in my focus of this spectacular specimen of a man lying in wait. As I reached his legs I placed my hands on his knees. God you are fucking smooth, Toby. Little excited there Paul. Yea, a bit. My dick was as hard as Mt. Rushmore. His barely showing. I was dripping precum heavily. I swiped it with my two fingers and sucked it off. I couldnít stand it I launched into his crotch. What a great dick, what a sexy man. I kissed his crotch all around, licked his dick. Suck it Paul. You said you would eat me. Suck my dick, make me feel good. I licked, and licked and grabbed it putting it into my mouth. I sucked and licked it until it became very excited. Toby you feeling it? He moaned, spread his legs, rubbed my head, stroked my shoulders. I love sucking on a manís dick head, just love it, slobbering and licking until itís so aroused, oozing precum like the waterfall behind us. You taste great. Slide your ass out so I can get at your ass. Toby slid down, resting on his elbows. Iím going to eat your balls buddy. Suck those balls. I licked every part of his dark crotch, swirling his balls around in my mouth till they shrunk up and were a nice sack, not loose, not tight. I could suck on his balls indefinitely. I was sprawled out ass up into the sun cock pressed against the smooth mossy stone that felt almost like fabric.
Toby, I love hiking. But I love your dick more. I licked down on his perineum gently biting him, my tongue found his ass hole and he grimaced and writhed with pleasure from my thorough devouring of his junk. Back and forth I worked from his tender swollen hole up to his balls and back to his dick head. His dick was large, over 7 inches, and thick. It was perfect for deep throating, feeling his head against the roof of my mouth, another favorite of mine. I moved up around Tobyís side, my left hand under his back now. I began a soft slow massage of his balls and ass hole with my right hand while deep throating his blazing hot cock. I penetrated his hole with my fuck finger. He welcomed it moving up into my hand with his pelvis. I got a nice rhythm going finger fucking him and sucking him. He played right along his pelvis riding my hand, supported by my hand under his back. Uhhh, uhhh. Paul, swallow my jizz, swallow me. He let it all go and I clamped down my lips tight around his smooth, muscular peter as it released his great river of his virility down my throat. I felt his warmth as it slid all the way down my throat, pulsing a long stream of intimacy into my fully satisfied mouth. Nathanís cum was sweet, Marcoís I imagined very tasty, but this man of my fantasy, dark and smooth, virile and warm, had his dick down my throat and it was starting to go a little soft, but I did not want to let him go. I was still hard as the rock I laid on, and until I got my rocks off I was not about to stop eating on this man, theyíd have to pull me off. Need some help over there? Marco called out. Yea, yea, please, suck me off. Marco made his way over, got an idea, he said, up on your knees. Just like I had done to him the night before. Donít fuck me, not now, I pleaded. Up on your knees. As I went up in the air Marco pulled my painfully hard dick back behind me and he went to work on it. He massaged my ass, teasing my hole and sucked me and I exploded. Damn, damn, Iím drowning in your tasty cum. Love it, brah. Marco was freeing me from my manic sexual episode with the most beautiful, tasty, and blackest cock of my dreams. I Let go and we all lay drained of our intense sexual appetites, in the hot June sun on a rock, on an island, in the middle of Lake Michigan.
Last edited by 4playdude; January 27th, 2013 at 09:18 PM.
January 29th, 2013, 10:50 PM
ooohh yeah that was ... like a warm sunny day in June ... so nice
January 29th, 2013, 11:02 PM
Hiking with benefits..... Before we know it, we'll have a bevy of hot numbers enjoying the summer sun. Love it.
April 1st, 2013, 05:23 PM
meeting a guy on the trail and having sex in the lake, on the shore in the hot july sun is a great fantasy. there are lots of fit thinly clad guys out there in summer
April 1st, 2013, 09:34 PM
Never fantasized about in a lake or on the shore (or even daytime/in the sun for that matter)
Think I might have to generate meself some new fantasies....
April 6th, 2013, 03:12 PM
April 10th, 2013, 10:29 PM
Yep, mid-morning can be a horny time...especially if its the weekend & you've slept in
Originally Posted by 4playdude
A nice a hot summer day ... naked swim in a secluded lake & lying on the beach afterward .. sounds like something out of a dream