Let me start by saying I'm a married straight man. I've never done anything sexual with another man. Well, until now I hadn't. I've been married to my wife, Mary, for ten years now. I'm a fit guy, about 5'10", 165 pounds, and I have an above average cock, about 7.5 inches.
This story begins with me packing my truck for a hunting trip with my best friend, Jacob. I've known Jacob longer than I've known my wife, and we've been close since the beginning. Once my gear was loaded up, I kissed Mary goodbye and said, "see you in a few days." I got in the truck and started the drive to Jacob's house to pick him up.
When I backed into his driveway, the garage door was already open. I could see his gear was neatly laid out in the garage, waiting to be loaded. I turned off my truck and got out just as Jacob and his wife, Sarah, came out of their house into the garage. I bro-hugged Jacob and gave Sarah a tight squeeze.
"You ready for this weekend dude?" I asked Jacob as we started loading his gear into my truck.
"Hell yeah man, I need to restock my freezer," he replied. We finished loading the truck and Jacob went to Sarah. He embraced her and said, "I love you, I'll see you in a few days." They kissed and Jacob came over and climbed into the truck.
We hit the road, heading north into the wilds of Northern Michigan. A couple hours later, we arrived at my hunting cabin. The only electricity at the cabin comes from the solar panels Jacob helped me install on the roof a few years ago and a generator. The cabin is heated by firewood, but we shouldn't need much of a fire as it's supposed to stay in the 40's this weekend.
When we got to the cabin, we unloaded our hunting gear and brought wood from the woodshed into the cabin, stacking it by the fireplace. I got a fire going and Jacob grabbed us some beers from a cooler we brought. We sat around and bullshitted the rest of the evening, moving outside to use the grill, and coming back in to eat dinner. We went to sleep relatively early in order to have a early start tomorrow morning.
The next morning, we were in our deer stands about an hour before sunrise. Jacob shot a doe about 30 minutes after sunrise, but neither of us saw any other deer the rest of the morning. We headed back to the cabin and hung the doe up from a tree to start the skinning and quartering process. Jacob and I made lunch and then headed back to our deer stands for an afternoon hunt. We could finish the doe up tonight. The temperature seemed to be noticably dropping, which was odd because it wasn't supposed to get all that cold this weekend. Neither of us had any luck this afternoon so after sunset we made our way back to the cabin, finished butchering Jacob's doe, and fixed dinner.
"I'm a little concerned with how cold it's getting," I told Jacob. "It's down to 25 degrees, and it wasn't supposed to get below 40." I dug out an emergency radio I keep in the cabin and plugged it in to one of the outlets powered by the solar panels and their batteries. I tuned into a weather channel and we started listening.
"Meteorologists, who are saying the snow storm is coming south from Canada, aren't sure how the storm formed so quickly, as it wasn't on anyone's radar just a couple days ago," the news anchor said. "Temps are going to be dropping into the single digits, and possibly below zero in some areas. Officials are asking everyone to shelter in place until the storm has passed." She continued talking but I turned off the radio.
"Well damn," I said, "it's going to be a lot colder than we thought."
"Yeah, but we're here now. We might as well try to bag a couple more deer."
"You're right," I agreed, "we made the trip so we should try to make the best of it." Jacob and I went to bed and I think we were both out pretty quick. I woke up a couple times to the sound of the wind, but the bigger shock was when we got up in the morning and there was a few inches of snow on the ground already.
Jacob and I hunted a couple hours before the storm got too bad to sit in. We headed back to the cabin and got in front of the fire. We hung our wet clothes up and stood there in our thermals, holding our hands out to the fire for warmth. Jacob and I did our best to stay close to the fire the rest of the day, as the non-insulated cabin wasn't doing a very good job of keeping the heat in.
We considered going back out for an afternoon hunt, but the weather was too bad. Jacob and I ended up passing time by drinking, reading, and playing some card games. Eventually, it was time for bed so we both did our normal nightly routines and went to bed.
Unfortunately, the beds were farther away from the fireplace and it was hard to stay warm, even with a few blankets on. After about 30 minutes of shivering, I said "screw it," and took my blankets to the fireplace to sleep on the floor by the fire. Jacob was shivering in his bed as I walked past him.
"I was thinking the same thing," he said to me as he got up and carried his own blankets to the fire. Jacob laid his own blankets down next to mine and got on the floor with me. We both drifted off to sleep, still a little cold but definitely warmer than in the beds.
What had to be a couple hours later, I felt Jacob sliding under my covers with me. "What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I'm still cold so I figured this would keep us both warmer." I didn't say anything back to him, and I guess my silence was consent in this case. I figured it was no big deal given the circumstances and I drifted back to sleep for a while. I woke up again when I felt Jacob putting his arm over me, taking the "big spoon" position and sliding his body up against mine. I didn't move. I didn't know if Jacob was awake and this was a conscious decision, or if he was just used to cuddling his wife like this. Maybe it was the cold getting to me, or maybe it was all the alcohol we drank lowering my inhibitions, but I snuggled back against Jacob and let him hold me.
I closed my eyes to try to sleep when I felt it, something was pressing against my ass. Something that was getting harder, and bigger. "I should move," I thought, but didn't follow through. "I'm sure he's just dreaming of his wife," I thought to myself. My married, straight side of my brain told me to move away from Jacob, but my bi-curious side didn't want to move away from him. I felt Jacob shift behind me and his hard cock pressed even harder against my ass. "Fuck it," I thought, and arched my back a little, pressing my ass back into his cock.
"Are you awake?" Jacob whispered.
