Neil had always been what you could call the 'outdoors' type. From early on in his life he had developed a passion for the open spaces, rolling moor lands and soaring peaks of the Scottish highlands where he lived. This had extended into a love of many outdoor sports such as kayaking and rock climbing but the thing he still enjoyed even more that the adrenaline rush of these more exciting sports was the feeling of peace and solitude one can only find away from the hustle and bustle of the city, out in the wilderness. A feeling of relaxation and a closeness to nature. By far Neil's favourite way to experience this was to hike far from the beaten track, into some of the most remote parts of the Highlands and camp for a night or two before walking back out again. He enjoyed the feeling of being totally self sufficient and isolated from the society.
Having just left college Neil had spent several weeks trying in vain to find a job. This had left him more than a little frustrated but on the plus side he did find himself with a lot of spare time. Deciding he needed something to keep himself occupied be decided to plan one of his camping trips away. An old friend from school, Harry, had been hassling him to let him come along for a while now so Neil gave him a ring and they arrange a date that would work for the pair of them.
After a few days planning Neil had picked a suitable route which would get them to a peaceful glen via a few small hills. They would camp here by the shores of a small loch before walking back out along the floor of the glen the next morning. It Shouldn't be too physically taxing and would give the two of them a much needed chance to relax from the worries of daily life.
Neil picked Harry up about 8am the morning of the trip and they began the hour long drive to the start of their adventure. At first conversation was slow, both parties feeling in need of a few more hours in bed but as they slowly rejoined to world of the living. Before long though things began to liven up a little and soon they were laughing and joking like normal. Neil had been in the same year as Harry all the way through High School and they had become close friends, often spending time at each other's houses, wondering around town together or occasionally spending the night at the other's house.
Harry was a tall lad, probably about 6ft 5, with short blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, a devious grin and a body that told of the long hours be spent at football training. While not exactly buff his slim frame showed its definition beautifully. A fact that Neil had often noticed while they changed or showed after Gym class. Neil by comparison was relatively short, maybe 5ft 6 or so. His mid length, messy brown hair would often fall across his face, obscuring his piercing emerald green eyes. His smile radiated warmth and kindness. While being shorter than Harry he was a little stockier, with a powerful chest covered in course dark hairs which trailed down to a neat treasure trail. Again be was certainly no body builder but he liked to look after himself and keep in shape.
In no time they reached to car park that marked the beginning of their planned route. Leaving the car they shouldered their packs and headed off into the wild. The days walk was hard work. The continued ups and downs accentuated by the heavy packs containing their overnight equipment. The weather was abnormally warm, with just a light breeze cooling the sweat that was forming on their brows and chests. Before long they decided to stop for a brief rest and a drink. While rummaging for his water bottle Neil looked up to see Harry removing his sweat soaked t-shirt and stuffing it in his pack. The sun glistened on the thin film of sweat that covered his smooth, hard body. Neil found himself staring, completely transfixed.
While Neil had by no means ever considered himself gay he had often had thoughts about other men. He often found his eyes drawn irresistibly south when in the shower rooms at the gym. He would watch porno's of guys getting off together, sucking each other, sometimes even fucking. These would get him very worked up and he would often blow his load to these videos. He'd even had more than the odd wet dream about Harry, waking up to find his dick rock hard and the insides of his shorts smeared with creamy white cum. Despite this he had never acted on any of his desires...
"You aright man?" Harry's voice snapped Neil back into the real world.
"Hu?" replied Neil.
"You looked a little spaced out there dude" said Harry jokingly. That devious grin spread across his lips again and Neil wondered if he had just been caught staring?
Having recovered their strength a little they continued on their way, making good progress over the ragged ground. Stopping to enjoy the majestic views and chatting their usual nonsense to one another to pass the time. Neil would often find himself walking behind Harry on some of the up-hill sections, his head swaying gently from side to side in time with the sway of Harry's pert, tight little ass. Later in the day they stopped for another quick break. It was now early afternoon and the sun beat down on them fiercely. They had stopped by a small clear mountain stream and Neil quickly stripped off his own shirt to join Harry in his semi-dude state. The two splashed the cold, refreshing water over their heads, feeling it running over their backs and chests. The intense cold of the water took their breath away for a moment and made their nipples stand to attention. Harry looked at Neil saying:
"Hey man, have you been working out?"
"Yea I guess I have been hitting the gym a little more these last few weeks" replied Neil "It's not like I've had anything better to do!" he added with a grin.
