This is a sort of sequel to an earlier story I titled "Slopestyle". You don't absolutely have to read that story to understand this one but it will be more enjoyable if you do.
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In that story I wrote about how I had met a super cutie named Kyle while out snowboarding and how we ended up having an amazing time fucking one another's brains out in the woods alongside the hills. He was one of the hottest guys I've ever had the pleasure of hooking up with and it was an experience I could never forget. It also lead to another first for me in the world of gay sex.
Before parting that night we exchanged phone numbers and I couldn't wait to see him again. He was just so yummy and had the sexiest little ass in the world, as well as an absolutely gorgeous cock. Fortunately, I didn't have to wait too long because about a week later he called me up and asked if I was up for meeting up at the same resort to do some more riding together. I agreed without the slightest hesitation and we set it up to go out in two days time.
Unfortunately, when the day came it was extremely cold out. I looked at the temp and it said it was only five degrees above zero (Fahrenheit), and the wind chill had to be somewhere below zero. I don't mind riding in the cold, but that was really pushing it. I was pretty bummed knowing there was no way there would be any repeats of the fun we had last time with those temperatures.
I wasn't even sure if Kyle would still want to go out for that matter, so I sent him a text to find out.
"Sure, let's give it a try anyway. I really want to get together again." was his response, and I was relieved. I was going to get some of that sweet dick either way, and my own did a little happy dance in my pants.
It was a little past six o'clock when I got to the resort and headed down to the chalet. When I got to the area with the lockers and benches set up for changing Kyle was already there getting his gear on. He waved me over and I sat on the bench across from him and proceeded to get ready.
"Hope you brought some warm shit." Kyle joked.
"I sure as hell did." I replied, "I'll be lucky if I can get my coat on with all the layers I have going. I even grabbed my face-mask."
"So did I. I even put on two pairs of socks!" he said and pointed out one of his feet.
"I should have thought of that." I laughed and Kyle reached in his bag and pulled out an extra pair of his.
"Use these." he said, tossing them to me.
We finished getting ready and went out. After getting our boards and strapping in we went down to the chair lift and I thought the temperature wasn't really all that bad. There was barely another single person there so there was no wait and we were soon heading up the hill.
"This isn't so bad." I said.
"Yeah not really." Kyle said back and we spent the rest of the ride up the hill chatting about what we had been doing over the last week. Strangely neither of even mentioned what had happened the last time we were there together.
When we got to the top and got off the lift it was a whole other story. The wind was quite a bit stronger at the top and the cold cut right to the heart of you like jumping into cold water.
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed as I strapped in my other foot and pulled my face-mask up.
Kyle did the same and just nodded at me before launching himself down the slope.
The cold was almost breathtaking as we went down and when we were back on the chairlift going up again, I thought I might freeze to death.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Asked Kyle.
"Is that thought 'Fuck This!!'?" I answered pulling my mask down just long enough to get the words out.
"Yep." he replied and then added, "You want to go get a drink at the bar?"
"Mmm Hmm." I mumbled back in agreement.
"Good, this is fucking ridiculous!" laughed Kyle, pulling up his face-mask.
We bombed down the hill at full speed and went straight for the bar after ditching our boards.
"What'll have?" asked the sole bartender and Kyle said, "Something warm!"
"I got just the thing." she smiled and began mixing up our drinks.
I offered to pay when she was finished and Kyle suggested that we grab a booth. We took one that was on the far side of the bar which was nice for privacy, though the place wasn't exactly what you would call packed.
I'm not entirely sure what those drinks were made from, but they tasted like hot apple cider and packed one heck of a kick. We both agreed how good they were and finished them rather quickly while complaining about how insanely cold it was out.
Kyle said he would get the next round and after coming back with the same two cocktails, we took our time a little more with them. We sat chatting about this and that until I finally had to break the ice, as the saying goes.
"So, this hasn't been nearly as much fun as last time has it?" I asked.
"No, it certainly hasn't." he answered with a big grin. "That last time was something else."
He then lowered his head closer to me and quietly said, "That was so hot being outside in the open and taking turns on each other like that. I couldn't get it out of my head for days. I've actually jerked off a couple of times to it since then."
That gave me a little tingle in my crotch and he looked so adorable that I wanted to kiss him right there. I looked up and saw that nobody was paying the slightest attention to use and said "To hell with it!" and planted a wet one right on his sexy lips.
He instantly pulled back and blushed.
"Sorry," I said, "I couldn't help myself. You're just so damn cute."
"No, don't be sorry." he implored, "I've been wanting to do that since I first saw you tonight."
"Good!" I said, and then there was a bit of a silence as we took sips from our drinks.
I finally broke it by saying that there was no way I was up for going out riding again and Kyle completely agreed with me.
"Well, what do you want to do?" I asked.
"I got an idea."
"What's that?"
"Why don't we finish these up and head back to my place?"
I thought about for a second. He lived in a town about thirty minutes from the resort and my place was much closer, but I figured "Why not go to his place?" and boy! Am I glad I did.