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Posted:Nov 2, 2009 2:56 pm
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my buddy player (check out the abs in that pic. drool drool . . .)
instigated this story by sending me a two sentence scenario about being stranded with a broken down car and i've built it from there . . .
hope y'all enjoy!!!
"happy friday to ya" by scottE
it's friday at quitten time!!! time to hit the road and head on out to the cabin. nothing better than a nice quiet weekend out in the woods. after the hellacious week that i just put in, i'm really looking forward to some quality alone time.
walking across the parking lot, i admire my good ole chevy silverado - del rio. yah, i know, i know, i named my truck. but i really do love this truck - del rio is 11yrs old, 127,593 miles on him, and still going strong. most dependable vehicle that i ever did own. and most durable relationship that i've had with anything inanimate or, as far as that goes, anyone animate.
my good ole truck makes a quick trip of the 228 miles of twisting mountain roads leading up to the cabin. when i was just about to the top of the last ridge, i noticed an abandoned vehicle along the side of the road and not a soul in sight. a brand new shelby gt500 mustang. now who would be driving such a car out on these kinda roads?
wondering what this is all about, and figuring some city slicker got them self stranded, and always playing the good samaritan bit, i pulled off to the side of the road, prepared to rescue some lil damsel in distress.
car's all locked up. hhhmmmmm . . . while i was standing there pondering the situation, i heard someone a hollerin from a long way off. now if that is some lil damsel in distress then she has herself a bad case of laryngitis. looking around, at first i saw no one. then way up the road i see this guy running like all git out.
"hey, thanks for stopping man. i wasn't quite sure what i was going to have to do, stuck out here in the middle of no where like this."
"no prob bud. but you better take it a little easier up here at this altitude. running the way you were, you look about to give out." he was wringing wet with sweat so he takes his polo shirt off.
holy geezus, of a god!!! now that is a six-pack that i could enjoy drinking off of all weekend long.
"appears that your transmission seal is shot. ya know, that car is a cute little piece of tin and i'm bettin that it gets ya round town real nice like but it sure ain't made for mountain climbing on these kinds of roads. man, how'd you get all the way out here anyway?"
"i thought i'd find a short cut through the mountains."
"guess you found out otherwise, eh? ain't no such thing as a short cut thru mountains like these here. the way these few roads snake around all these hills."
"that's for sure. i found that out the hard way. first i lost cell phone reception. then i got all turned around and lost my sense of direction. now i lost my transmission. looks like it'll be a lost weekend."
"nearest town is mills creek, about 57 miles back down the road. i can tow ya to my cabin just up there in them hills. got a hoist where i can at least patch your tranny up enough to get you on into town."
"well . . . i guess so. (he's looking all around and looking at me all sheepishly, kinda scared like. not quite sure what to do) do you have a phone there?"
"why sure i do. got a landline. don't worry yourself none . . . i don't bite . . . unless you want me too . . ."
"oh . . . well . . . if i could use your phone, that'd be great. i really appreciate all of your help. by the way, my name is nathan."
"well, glad to meet ya, nate. my name's darian. i'll go get my tow chain out of the back of del rio there and hook ya up." . . .
we pull into the cabin yard and up to the garage and of course, there's ole timber with all the hair standing up on her back. just a snarlin and circlin that lil car of nathan's. poor guy. he sure ain't no woodsman. looks as white as a ghost.
"timber!!! settle down!!! this here is a friend in need. now go lie down!!!"
nathan cautiously climbs out of the car while i open the garage doors. timber eyes him from a distance til she realizes that all is alright. she sure enough is a great guard dog.
nate steps quickly into the garage and stares in awe of all that he saw. "man oh man, that's quite a collection of cars!!!"
"thanks man. i've restored all the antiques. it's one of my varied hobbies. the newer models are just for fun."
"you live all the way up here by yourself?"
"naw. i just come out here on a weekend every once in a while. it's always nice and quiet out here. don't get much company this high up. care for a smoke?"
"oh. no thank you. i don't smoke."
"suit yourself." but when i get the makins out of the cabinet and roll the joint, light it and take a drag, i motioned the joint in his direction and he willingly accepted.
"i thought you meant a cigarette. i do enjoy smoking pot. thanks a lot man."
"you're very welcome there nate. this here is some of last year's crop. it was a real good summer."
"you grew this?"
"yup. got a couple of clearings up here that get good sun. and like i said, don't get much company up here so i pretty much can do whatever i want." . . .
"well, i reckon i best get to lookin at your car. you get in and put it in neutral and steer it up on the ramp while i give ya a push" . . .
"i thought you meant that you were going to push my car with your truck. damn, i didn't realize you could push this car by yourself. you're really strong."
"it's all leverage, ya know. i've been a mech-head all my life. just used to using my brawn. besides, pushing your car with my truck, now i wouldn't want to put a scratch in your nice lil bumper or nothin. shouldn't take me long to patch her up. oh, the phone's in the cabin, left of the front entry, over near the kitchen. go on help yourself" i notice that he stays a bit clear of ole timber who eyes him curiously but stays put. she is always a good judge of character . . .
"thanks for the use of your phone. i was able to get ahold of the guys and let them know the situation. that i'd be running a bit late . . . that is a really beautiful cabin."
"thanks. grandpa and me built this place when i was a . he inheritated it to me when he passed on. i really love it out here."
"and i noticed all of the musical equipment that you have. are you in a band or something?"
"oh no. i just play for the fun of it. i learned keyboard when i was a . learned electric guitar and drums when i was a . ya know, to be cool and all. bought the les paul electric for my 21st birthday. got some buddies that come out here and jam sometimes. but mostly i jest log on to you tube where i've hotlisted some of my most favorite bands and play along with their videos. it's a good time. i've just lately started learnin to play the fiddle."
"that's so cool. i play drums. twelve string guitar. and the violin."
"good deal. ya know what i learned? the violin and fiddle is the same instrument. just a different technique in playing. we'll have to play around some for a while."
"sure thing . . . so here you are out in the boonies like this living in a cabin that you and your grandpa built. you're a mechanic fixing my car. and you have a pet wolf, grow your own pot and are into playing music. you are quite the interesting character."
"oh nate. you don't know the half of it."
"i think that i'd like to find out that other half."
"well, that would take some time. i live my life by contrast and contradiction. always have. my thinking is a bit wayward. keeps things more entertainin that way . . . ya know bud. this here is takin a might longer than i expected. i have a buddy over in mills creek who has a auto supply shop, but he's most likely closed up all ready. i could run over there in the mornin and get what ya need to fix your car up right. if you'd like."
"man, i really don't want to impose like this."
"ain't no imposition. i was just going to be hangin round here for the weekend. taken each moment as it happens. and here you are a happenin. so you're welcome to stay the night out here and i'll get your car running right in the morning."
"i'm not very mechanically inclined but is there anything that i can do to help?"
"naw. i got it. thanks. but hey, i do have some groceries on the front seat of the truck. if ya don't mind taken them on into the kitchen."
"sure . . . i guess if i'm staying i'll take my pack into the cabin. would you mind if a took a shower and got cleaned up?"
"not a prob. extra towels are on the shelf in the bathroom." i watch him as he walks to the front door. hmmm, mighty nice house guest . . .
once that i had the tranny tore down and ready for the new parts tomorrow morning, i decided to call it a night, get some supper prepped and relax a bit. i stepped inside the front door, hearing the shower running, and noticed that nate had left the bathroom door open. "well now. i'll take that as a direct invite . . ." takes me about two seconds to strip down. i step thru the bathroom doorway and pause a moment to admire nate's naked bod thru the steamy shower door. when i pull the door open, nate looks a bit shocked but quickly flashes that smile. i step inside next to him saying "we gotta conserve the hot water ya know." and he laughs, kinda nervously.
he stares me up and down and says "man, clothes don't do you justice. you ARE really brawny - wwooooofff." and he starts soaping my back and shoulders. i reach around behind him, bending over, and slowly run the tip of my tongue from the small of his back all the way up his spine to his neck. he shudders slightly and whispers "and here you are a happenin."
"you got it nate. don't want you feelin like it'll be a lost weekend. happy friday to ya." i stand behind him with my arms wrapped around him, rubbing his pecs and great abs, running the tips of my fingers thru his pubs, feeling his cock and balls. stroking his cock, he relaxes into my embrace.
"darian, you feel sooo good. and to think that i was apprehensive about being stranded here with a character like you. couldn't have turned out any better." i move around in front of him, briefly look him in the eyes, then slowly slide the tip of my tongue down his chest, over his abs, and to his balls, nuzzling my face into his pubs. running the tip of my tongue up the underside of his cock, flicking his glans gently, and sliding his cock head between my lips. hmmm, tastes so good . . . nate leans back against the shower stall wall and begins barely moving his hips back and forth as i fiddle with his balls while sucking his cock until he cums so good with the hugest load that i've swallowed in a long, long time . . .
i slide the tip of my tongue up now over his abs and nip at his left nipple and he gives a little squirm. standing, facing him, i press my body against him, pressing him against the wall and lightly kiss his lips. i open my mouth and stick out my tongue exposing the reserved small fleck of his cum and he sucks it off of my tongue . . .
now he's chewing on my left nip and damn does that ever feel good, getting me all horned up. he kneels down in front of me and gently licks my balls and then he just whallops onto my cock like he was starvin or something. man, this boy can really suck cock. and just as abruptly as he began, he stops and stares up at me . . .
"i want to feel your cock up inside of me . . ."
so i turn the water off, we towel each other off a little and walk into the bedroom. my cock is raging now, ready to get off good. nate lays face down across my bed and starting at the back of his left ankle, i slowly run the tip of my tongue all the way up to his right earlobe. i collapse down on top of him in a tight bear hug and we wrestle around a bit . . .
i release the hold i have on him, leaving him lying again face down across my bed. kneeling between his legs, i reach for his hips but before i even have a chance to touch him, he raises his ready ass to my cock and with his right hand between his legs, guides my flaring cockhead to his nice warm asshole. i've got so much precum oozing now that i'm shocked that my cock slides into him without even any lube. guess i ain't the first to crawl into this tunnel. he's the one pushing now, pushing his ass onto my cock. damn. he starts humping my cock, sliding his ass back and forth on my cock and i start humping his ass, sliding my cock back and forth in his ass. "oh, i'm gonna cum real good."
"don't hold back. just let it fly. man, i want to feel you cum inside me" and with that he reaches between his legs again and starts massaging our balls together. i grab his hips and push myself deep inside him and cum sooo good that i can hardly stop the spasms. lordie . . .
i wrap my arms around him and we fall onto the bed again with me on top of him. spent. drained. give out. panting. feeling the trickles of sweat squashed between my chest and abs and his back. we lay there for i don't know how long, lost all track of time . . .
"let's get cleaned up again and get some supper to cookin."
after we showered again, i head on out to the kitchen and hear nate start laughing, "you cook in the nude?"
"oh, yah man. ya know, don't have any neighbors away out here. out here, i do everything in the nude. besides, house rule for everybody is: always nude. well, exceptin when my dad and mama comes to pay a visit. my mama gets a bit put out with all my antics. says she's a gonna keep prayin for me until i can learn to lead a more respectable life. i just tease her back sayin that all she wants is some grand-babies to fuss over."
so nate takes the towel that he has already wrapped around his waist and throws it up in the air. "well then, i'll join you. gotta obey that house rule" and he starts dancing thru the living room and around the kitchen in his raw while he's singing that old tv theme song "green acres is the place to be . . ."
"god damn nate. you are just too funny!!!" i grab the bong and load the bowl with some of this year's columbian gold and we get to flyin high . . .
"hey, while i slices up these here key limes, grab that bottle of cuervo gold tequila, the sea salt and some glasses out of that cabinet there and we'll do us some shooters."
i fix up the shot glasses and down the hatch, chased with salted limes. "well now, that tasted sooo good i say let's have another." . . .
and nate raises his second shot glass and fakes a drunk, sayin with a slur, "here's lookin at ya, naked." and we start to laughin so hard we were almost a fallen over . . .
i prep some prime rib for the grill and nate says, "seriously dude, you cook in the nude?"
"oh the secret is to cook nice and slow at a lower temp. but even then, the few splatters that do fly sorta make me tingle. feels all kinda intense. i might lose a few hairs now and again but i got plenty of hair to spare."
and nate just starts to laughin again in disbelief and says, "oh that's right. you are real good at doing things nice and slow and those few splatters here and there only adds to the intense joys!" and there we go to laughen again. what a comedian!!! . . .
i noticed that while we were eating our supper, out on the front stoop, that timber accepted some of nate's food when he offered her a bite. he fed her right out of his hand. she is always a good judge of character . . .
"what do ya say we go play some tunes? i want to introduce you to my all time favorite song by my all time favorite band!!!" and nate readily agrees. i set up my apple macbook air, logging onto youtube, plugging in the equipment, and with me on my les paul and nate on the drums we have us a good ole time playing along with:
kansas - carry on wayward
"damn, nate! you got yourself a real good singin voice."
"well, bud. you carry a pretty good tune yourself."
"i got the perfect song for us right now. it's an eagles tune from way back when called Hard Ache Tonight." and nate just takes off a laughin and a laughin. "well, that may be a slight misinterpretation of the title but it seems real appropriate for this evening." and i fire up the video and we laugh thru the whole song inserting the word hard:
eagles - heartache tonight
and then we head a lick right into:
joan jett and the blackhearts - i love rock n roll
followed by:
stevie ray vaughn - voodoo chile
boston - don't look back
steely dan - reelin in the years
and then lead right into:
john mellankamp - authority song
"dare, i get the impression that you live by that song - except i doubt that authority wins much over you, eh? . . . hey man, thanks . . . for today. this all is so much more than i could have ever expected, actually it's all so unexpected. you are quite a guy!!! all of your contrasts and contradictions . . . they're real interesting, a lot of fun . . . but i'm about give out. i think i'm gonna crash for a while."
we fall asleep quickly, all snuggled up to each other, and sleep soundly all thru the night.
now me, i'm a early morning riser. i gently and quietly slip out from under the bedding and stand there for a few moments just a watchin nate sleep. what a sweet guy, looks just like a lil angel . . .
when nate staggers out of the bedroom, i'm sitting back in my recliner, reading, "mornin sleepy head."
"good morning dare, you big naked devilish hairy werewolf." and he crawls up in my lap, facing me, laying his head on my shoulder and nuzzles his face into my neck.
"coffee's made. i got a potato frittata warming in the oven for breakfast."
"is there anything you can't do?"
"well . . . let me see now . . . hmmm . . . i can't jump off of red ridge cliff without a hang glider." . . .
nate rides with me on the drive into mills creek and i pull on up to my buddy kevin's shop.
"dare, what the hell you doing out and about so early on a saturday morning."
"thought i'd take a break from my commune with nature. got a tranny to get fixed up. need some parts for a shelby gt500 mustang."
"you bought another car? you just can't stop yourself can you?"
"oh, the 'stang belongs to nate here. i'm just helping him out a bit."
kevin looks over at nate "how'd you get all mixed up with a character like darian?"
"oh . . . that's a long story. more like an adventure. but darian has helped me out in more ways than one."
kevin smiles and winks at me "dare . . . you sly you"
"i ain't no dog . . . i'm a wolf!!!"
"sure you are . . . a wolf in sheep's clothing." and he says to nate, "you better watch out for this one"
nate replies, "i'm not afraid of this big bad wolf anymore." and we all get a good laugh out of that one.
kevin says "dare, sylvie's gonna be all put out with me if i don't invite you over for a visit. can y'all make it for dinner tonight?"
"now you just tell that sweet lil wife of yours that i'll have to take a rain check. i'm hoping to have some serious plans going on for this evening."
"i bet you are . . ." and he smiles at nate.
i ask kevin, "are y'all gonna be at jay and meagan's lil get-together next saturday?"
"sure are. never miss an evening with those good folks. always a good time."
"then you tell lil sylvie that i'll plant a big wet one on her there."
"i'm not tellin her that!!! she'll be all worked up and wet all week and wearin me out just a thinkin about you."
and we have a good ole laugh about all that. "see ya next saturday then."
while i'm putting the tranny back together, nate and me carry on a casual conversation, getting to know more about each other. teasing each other and enjoying some good laughs.
i ask nate. "you do know what FORD stands for, don't ya? . . . Fix Or Repair Daily."
"oh shut up!!!" and he playfully punches me on the shoulder. i stop my working and fake an injury.
"oh damn. i'm not going to be able to finish this repair job. probably take a couple of days to recuperate. damn, this is painful." and nate starts laughing his ass off but plays right along.
"geez. i'm so sorry man. i didn't know that you were so fragile. but don't you have to go back to work on monday?"
"a simple phone call will take care of all that. workman's comp, ya know."
"but i DO have to get back to the city. what am i going to do about my car?"
"you need to be thinkin about gettin yourself a chevy."
when i finished the repair, nate and me took the car out for a test drive. "well nate, seems good as new."
"sure does, . . . but you know . . . i don't have to be back until tomorrow evening. that leaves us some time . . . if you want . . ."
i just smile and say "oohhhhh yeah!!!" and nate turns that car around so fast that he left my head a spinnin and high-tailed it on back to the cabin were we proceeded to enjoy a
re-peat, re-verse, re-ciprocal, re-markable, re-bellious, re-flexive, re-ceptive, . . .
red-hot, red-blooded, red-handed, . . .
re-creational, re-invigorating, re-enactment session of some good ole fashioned man-sex.
(author's note: hey, i had to leave some things up to your creative imaginations. hahaha!!! build up, climax, exhale . . . turn your inner creativity loose and fill in the blanks by posting a comment with your ideas. this here is an interactive story . . .)
sunday after breakfast and an enjoyably delicious, leisurely 69 frolick, excentuating the "lick", we get nate's car packed up again for his trip back to the city. he says with this bad imitation of my drawl "you are sum kinda interestin character."
"nate! you just crack me up!!!"
"you know that at first i was very unsure as to what kind of a fix that i'd gotten myself into. but you sure do know how to put a guy at ease."
"well bud, re-flecting on the events of the past couple of days, you made it all real easy yourself."
we give each other a hug, well more of a long lingerin embrace . . . we say our thank-yous and good-byes and i tell him, "i'll hop into del rio and follow ya on over to the interstate just to make sure that you arrive safely."
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Real Best Friends - erotic fiction
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Posted:Oct 6, 2009 9:47 am
Last Updated:Aug 28, 2012 7:37 am
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thought i'd share a story that i wrote a few years ago for this now extinct erotic fiction website - hey, i won third place, kinda cool.
it is fiction but based on a cumulation of some of the guys that i've known in the past - plus a whole lot of fantasy . . .
and there really was a camping friend named "joe" back in my college days - hhhmmmmm . . . he was some kinda nice . . .
Real Best Friends
our wives worked for the same company. a bunch of their co-workers decided to have a new year's eve party. that's when i met joe. jana, my wife, had been telling me about her friend at work, carrie, and carrie's husband, joe. jana and carrie had become good friends. you know, all the girl's stuff: shopping, recipes, . joe managed a tree nursery and landscaping supply company. knowing that my favorite pass-time and stress reliever was working in the yard of our new house, jana knew that joe and i would have a lot in common. at the end of the evening, jana made plans for the four of us to get together the following weekend. we'd share a babysitter and have dinner at carrie's favorite restaurant; maybe go out dancing afterwards. i gave her that "look" that said "hey, you know i am too busy for all that" but she just flashed me her cute little smile and that sealed the deal. we were going out and that's that. (how many times lately had she told me that she wanted to get out and do something, like a date. i've overused the excuse of always being too busy. jana had plans to change all that. she envisioned the four of use becoming good friends. not much use in arguing with her. i had learned in the three years of being married to jana that her ulterior motives always worked out for the best of everyone. okay . . . it's a plan. next weekend . . .)
over the next few months, the four of us DID become good friends. joe turned out to be an even greater help in landscaping my yard; he had a lot of knowledge to share but also was always willing to grab a shovel and dig right in. it was good having someone to work with; sharing stories, digging in the dirt and drinking beer in the nice warm spring weather.
in june, joe and i got to talking about taking a family camping trip; pack up the and gear and spend a long weekend in the woods. well, to say the least, that didn't sound like jana's version of a relaxing vacation. but always the organizer, she decided that she and carrie would stay at our place with the and have a slumber party, and joe and i should go camping. (cool. way less hassle without the wife and . reminded me of my college days camping with my good party buddies)
. . . by the time we got the tent pitched and wood gathered, it was beginning to get dark. i built a fire, cracked open a couple of beers, and lit a joint. time to kick back and take a long deserved break. we reminisced way into the night. we talked about everything: jobs, , wives, futures . . . the works.
then joe asked me something that totally blew me away: had i ever done it with another man? i freaked. "what the hell? are you gay?" not the reaction that he was expecting i guess. but joe, he just stayed cool.
"well, have you? or have you at least thought about what it would be like?" (okay, okay, time for a little self-honesty here. okay, yes i have done that before, back in college. but that was just some wild crazy stuff. where is he going with all this?) "okay, yes i have experienced that before but that was back in college; long before i met jana. i did a little bit of everything back in those days . . ."
i asked joe, "have you before?"
"no, i never have . . . but i have thought about what it would be like . . ." and then he looked me straight in the eye, moved closer and kissed me right on the lips. whoa!!! i backed away a little. this is not what i expected from joe at all. he just smiles and that's when i realize that the past few months getting to know joe have been leading right up to this moment. that's when i realize that i have been attracted to him since the day i met him but denied it to myself. that's when i realized what was going to happen tonight . . .
"so what exactly have you been thinking about?" i ask joe.
"you know . . . what it would be like . . . with you . . ."
i actually was at a loss for words. "joe, you have so totally caught me off guard here. i . . ." but before i could say another word he reaches up and puts his hand on the side of my face and kisses me again. man, i had forgotten how good it feels to have a stubbly chin pressed up against mine. okay, i give in. this'll be a good one. i wrap my arms around him and pull him closer; part my lips a bit and we do some tongue wrestling. hhhmmmmm . . . gettin' that warm feeling all over. especially . . .
i sit down next to the fire, leaning back against this log, and take a long drink off my brew. "well bud. so, show me what you've had on your mind." damn, i can't believe that we are doing this . . . he gives me that devilish grin of his and moves up sorta sitting in my lap facing me and starts unbuttoning my shirt, ssllloowlllyy. then runs his finger tips thru the hair on my pecs; slightly pincing my left nip. "damn bud, you are good at this."
"i've had a lot of time imaging what you would feel like. you feel even better than i thought."
"okay, joe. i do have to admit that i have admired your bod a time or two while we've been working in my yard. i couldn't admit it to myself at the time but i can now. i always was glad for those warmer afternoons when you'd take your shirt off."
"same here. i always wondered what your hairy chest would feel like." all the while he continues to play with the hair on my pecs and abs.
"man, joe, you are making me sooooo hard." he slides his hand down over my abs and feels me up thru my jeans.
"i'd say so. wow, what you got in there?" he undoes my jeans and pulls out my cock. "damn, you've got a big boy there!!! and uncut. man, i never expected that."
"well, what can i say. i owe that to my european heritage. you like?"
"sure do. hey, it's all new to me so anything goes."
"and what exactly do you want to do, this being your first time?"
"hey, i'm not wasting this opportunity. we have the next two days out here. i want to do it all."
"deal." i start unbuttoning his shirt. man. another man's body feels so good after all this time. i'm surprised at how much i want him. we kiss again. i undo his belt buckle and open his jeans; sliding them down over his hips. and there he is in all his glorious hardness; standing right up there practically in my face. i pull his hips in closer and slide my tongue along the underside of his head. he moans and his body gives a slight shudder. "man, that feels so incredible!!!"
"oh, bud, you ain't felt nothing yet." and with that i slide his head between my lips, tasting his precum. oh, nice. i twirl my tongue around his head, enjoying the feel of his nice warm cock in my mouth. slowly starting to slide my lips and mouth back and forth over his head. joe moans. "man, you are gonna make me cum already."
"hold on just a little longer." and with that i slowly work his cock all the way down my throat. oh very nice, i forgot how much i love the feel of balls pressed against my chin also . . . my hands still on his hips, i get the rhythm started. back and forth. that's it bud, fuck my mouth. i want this first one to be memorable for ya. yeah, that's the way . . . "oh man, man, i'm gonna cum . . ." i pull back til his head is in my mouth. i want to taste every bit of his cum. wow, what a load. cum on man, give it all to me. i'll suck ya dry . . .
i hold still with joe's cock still in my mouth til his spasms stop. then, i push his cock back down my throat before he gets soft. i luv holding a cock down my throat as it gets softer. joe's breathing returns to normal. "wow, i've never . . ." i slightly nod acknowlegement, not wanting the moment to end. luving the feel of his cock and balls and my face all nuzzled in his pubs. i start rubbing the back of his legs and ass with my hands, savoring the moment, realizing it's been way too long of a wait, glad that this is happening with joe, my REAL best friend.
all right!!! it feels like he is getting hard again!!! joe is rubbing the sides of my face. i look up and there is that smile of his again. man, you are too cute!!! i give HIM a little moan this time with that "go for it bud" acceptance. i luv the feel of a cock getting soft down my throat and i REALLY luv the feel of a cock getting hard in my throat. i slide my hands up over his abs and massage each of his pecs, pinching his nipples. he's rocking his hips now, getting hard as a rock . . . yeah, that's the way buddy. push yourself all the way in. wow!!! this is gonna be a good one . . . and he cums again . . .
slowly he slides his cock out of my mouth with me licking the last drops of cum off his head. he sits back down on my lap and lets out a big sigh.
"was it as good as you had hoped?"
"oh, man. way better!!! way more than i had ever expected!!!"
"cool. and we are only just getting started . . ." and with that he looks down at my cock, now oozing big time with precum, and he licks his lips. "joe, you are just too cute!!!" and there is that smile again . . .
joe raises himself up off my lap and motions for me to move up on the log that i had been leaning against. as i move up to a sitting position, joe pulls my pants down around my ankles all in one swift move. we joke around about this being his first time. "are you sure you haven't done all this before?"
joe crawls up in between my legs, cups my balls in one hand, grabs the base of my cock with the other, and pushes as much of my cock skin forward as he possibly can. oohhhhh, very good, joe!!! with the tip of his tongue he slowly starts licking my precum; then nibbles on my foreskin; sends shivers up my spine. wow, how long has it been??? just the feel of his warm breath is about enough to make me cum . . . then he pulls back the skin and wraps his lips around my cockhead. holding his mouth in place, he sucks with the kind of intensity that is that good kind of hurt . . .
he pulls off long enough to say, "i didn't really know what to expect but you taste way better than whatever it was i expected." and he was right back on me; sliding down further on my cock and now slowly sliding me in and out of his mouth. i'm so hard i'm aching . . . he feels sooooo good . . . forgot how much i liked the feel of whiskery stubble on my cock too . . . now he reaches under and starts poking a finger up my ass . . . speeding up on my cock . . . my hips beginning to pump . . . oh, man . . . oh, man . . . oh, man . . . i whisper, "oh buddy, i'm gonna cum . . ." and he stays on my cock to take the first spurt . . . i can no longer contain myself and let out a loud growly howl at the top of my lungs and cum . . . and cum . . . and cum . . . and cum . . .
joe returns the favor and holds me in his mouth awhile after i cum . . . then licks the last droplets off my head, causing my body to jerk . . . then he raises up eye level and says softly, "thank you."
"for what???" i say with a wink.
"i am so glad this happened with you, between us, that we did this together. many times i have thought about going to the bookstore or movie house, someplace anonymous, but never really felt very safe about all that. i'm glad that we did this. except that you ARE sorta noisy (punching me in the shoulder), you know, being we actually are out in public doing all of this. you made every in the neighborhood start barking." and we laugh.
"hey, if anyone is watching and doesn't like what they see, then that is their problem. what do you say we get some sleep. it's getting real late and you know, i AM an early morning person!!!" joe agrees.
we step inside the tent and finish undressing each other. we zip our sleeping bags together and spoon, with joe laying in front of me, my hand rubbing his chest. i kiss the back of his neck, give a little nibble to his ear, and move my hand down to his cock. my eyelids are getting heavy; too much beer, too much weed, too much . . . but just enough hhhmmmmm . . . i drift off to sleep thinking over the events of the past few hours. wow!!! i sure didn't expect all this from joe. and, wow, i am sssooooo glad . . .
i barely become conscious. squinting my eyes open, i realize that it is still dark outside. everything is sooooo quiet. at some point while i was sleeping i had rolled over and now joe is spooned up behind me. hhhmmmmm . . . i drift off, back to sleep . . .
i wake with a start. a is barking in the distance. everything else is that peaceful early morning quiet. either it's still early or we're in for another overcast day, but at least it's starting to get light outside. joe is still sound asleep but rolls over. i snuggle up behind him and hold him. man, he feels good. i wonder if when he said that he wants to "experience it all" if he really meant all. oh that'd be so nice. i haven't crawled up inside another guy in a long, long time. or had anyone up inside me. oohhh, just the thought of that has made me as hard as a rock. feel that joey boy . . .
joe starts to wake. "mornin'"
"hey bud."
"how long you been awake?"
"not long." i nuzzle up at the back of his neck and he sighs and relaxes even more back into my body lock . . . "we've got a couple of things that we need to do before we start the day," i say with a chuckle.
"ah, yeah, i already figured that out." and he reaches behind him and gives my hard cock a sqeeze. "but i can't imagine how i would ever be able to handle you up my tight little virgin hole."
"oh it's easier than you think, really. i'll just move in real nice and slow . . . but of course, you COULD do me first and sorta get the feel for it. i'm telling ya, you'll luv it!!! nothing better for ya . . . but, you know, i never really thought about us doing all of this so i don't have any lube."
joe stretches forward and reaches into his pack and pulls out a tube of ky. i can hardly believe my eyes. "joe . . . how'd you . . ."
he flashes me that grin again. "hey, didn't you realize that you're dealing with a good boy scout here. 'always prepared'."
i release my grip and roll him over so that he's laying on top of me. we kiss. man, talk about anticipation!!! joe gets up in a sitting position and i pull his hips forward so that his cock is in my face. he's semi-hard. i raise my head enough so that i can slide his head between my lips, feeling him quickly getting rock hard. he moves down between my legs. i raise my legs up over his shoulders. squeeze some lube in my hand and begin rubbing his cock. then begin lubing my ass, poke one finger up my hole. and before i can get the second one in, joe inserts his finger along side mine. "oh man, . . . joe, . . . i want your cock . . ."
with his fakey english accent he says, "more than willing to oblige." always the comedian.
he raises up on his knees, grabbing my hips and raising me up along with him. i feel his cockhead pressed against my ass. oh boy oh boy oh boy!!! he slowly enters me. ouch, a little painful anyway. guess it's been longer than i realized. but joe is good; when he feels me twitch, he holds still for a moment and then starts the slow slide again. wonderful. until he's all the way in. he pushes that little extra umph in there and then slides back out a little and then back in and then just holds us there for another moment. our eyes lock. he smiles. i moan. and then he begins sliding my hips back and forth on his cock. wow!!! speeding up a little now. getting his hips in the action. i luv this position; getting to watch the expression on his face. oops, he pulled all the way out that time; much easier going in again. now he's really rockin'. "go for it bud. i want you to cum real good. deep inside me . . ." he's so hard now i can feel his cockhead flaring. he pushes all the way in deep now, his balls squashed up against me, and ccuuuuummmsss hard. i can feel each pulse. "oh, bud . . . yeah, . . . cum ggoooooddd . . ." he lowers himself down on top of me with his cock still imbedded in my ass. we just lay there, panting . . .
"okay, now do me, do me. now i see what you mean. if i can make you cum like that and feel you up inside me. yeah, i want that."
"any preference as to how we do it?"
"i want to do it doggy-style; me on my hands and knees. can you tell that i HAVE thought about this for awhile?" we laugh. i get up and behind him; lube my fingers real good and slowly work one finger into his hole. damn, i don't remember when i worked a hole this tight. this IS going to take some doing. but i just keep slowly working with one finger until i feel him relax a little bit . . . then two . . . then three . . . "you ready joe?"
"oh, man. if your fingers can feel that good i want to know your cock. do me. do me now!!!" so i lube my already slicked pre-cummed cock and work my head between his cheeks and down we go . . . slowly working my way into my best friend joe . . . and he takes it all real well too . . . once i'm all the way in, i lay down on his back with my hands on the front of his hips and slowly start humping him . . . kissing the back of his neck . . . nibbling on his ears . . . getting ready to cum real good . . . and cum i dddooooo . . . deep down dddooooo . . . "ooohhhhh, jjjoooeee!!!"
it takes me awhile to recover from this one. wow. this good one. here i am just laying on joe's back, spent, panting, holding my cock in as deep as i can while it goes softer . . . "man, joe, what a trooper you are."
"hey, i AM that good little boy scout, you know. do i get some kind of a merit badge for this?" and he squeezes my cock with his ass muscles. oops. pop, i'm out. we can't help but laugh.
"well, hey, boy scout, as long as we're out here in the woods cuttin' loose, do you wanna do something 'bad' and run down to the lake and go skinny-dippin'?"
"i'm game if you are. and then after breakfast i want to take the canoe out and go exploring on the other side of the lake. and this afternoon lets go hiking out on those trails that we passed yesterday."
"well!!! aren't you the rambunctous one. feelin' rather energetic are you?"
"i feel like i've had my batteries charged!!! last one to the lake is a . . ."
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