“I think I can fit it in. There’s just enough room,” I said.
“Alex, I can’t believe you want to put that thing in there. It’s way too big, and I know I’m gonna be sorry if you do,“ Jeff said.
“C’mon. It’ll be fun. Let me put it in, you’ll enjoy it. I PROMISE!” I said. “I did it with my brother, and he not only enjoyed it when I did, now he does it with friends from church almost every week.”
“Okay, okay,” Jeff said. “I guess you’re going to get your way, again,” he said, with a grin. Just as I started, though…
“Oww, oww, take it out, it hurts! I think you caught my thumb in there. And what’s that sharp thing?” Jeff exclaimed.
“Geez, what a baby,” I said. “You’d think you never went camping before. Look, first you fold up your sleeping bag, and tent, and the other stuff, BEFORE you try to put it into the backpack. Otherwise, it’ll never all fit.”
We finished up with our supplies and equipment, and stowed our backpacks to the side. Jeff and I were up in his bedroom, getting ready for our Spring Break camping trip to the top of Mount Minnewoka, which overlooks Lake Minnewoka. My name’s Alex, and Jeff and I are sort of lovers. At least we just discovered that we want to be lovers. I’m 18, about 185 pounds and 6’1” tall, curly black hair and gray eyes, got a proud 7” dick, and I am in love with Jeff. He’s 18 too, about 170 pounds and 5‘11“ tall, light brown ‘surfer’ hair and warm blue eyes, has a real nice 6” cock and the cutest ass, and I KNOW he’s in love with me. This is our first trip together since we became aware of our love for each other. We’re not out, though. We’re both on the Warnock County High School Screaming Eagles baseball team, and coach is letting the team have a week long break from practice to coincide with Spring Break, so we thought we’d take advantage of that to explore the area, and each other.
My dad drove us up to the National Forest surrounding the lake, and we waved him goodbye as he drove off. He’d promised to pick us up here in 3 days. I was looking forward to having a good time in the great outdoors for the next few days, and being close to Jeff. He’s really cute, and I love the way his body feels next to mine. Plus, we’re just really good friends and get along really well, apart from any sexual stuff. We set off on the Wilderness Trail, which led up to the top of Mount Minnewoka, and has some spectacular views of the lake and surrounding countryside.
We started off side by side, and were playfully swatting each other on the butt to encourage the other to keep up, but truthfully I think it was so that we could each feel the other’s round ass. I love the way Jeff’s rear end feel under my hands, and when we’re in the team shower I’m figuratively screwed if Jeff walks in. My cock just shoots out to an immense erection when he walks into the shower room, when I catch a look at his smooth, round ass cheeks. Gosh, I never thought I’d say that my mouth waters when I see someone’s butt, but that’s the case with him. I think of having my tongue trailing all over that downy ass, and I just get really hard. Thinking about poking that little rosebud in the center of his ass with my tongue, and then my cock, gets me ready to shoot, without even touching myself.
So, we were copping cheap feels of each other’s butts as we walked along, with the altitude changing considerably. We passed a few other hikers in both directions, but since it wasn’t the time of year when the family hikers come out, we were pretty much by ourselves. We passed one camp site where the people hadn’t heeded the warning, “Don’t leave anything behind but your footprints”. Whoever they were, they’d left a sizeable amount of garbage, as though Parks have maids who clean up after people. That really frosts my shorts, as it spoils things for everyone else. It just seems so selfish to me. I picked up a couple of pieces of paper that looked like envelopes, to give to the Park Rangers so they could follow up with citations or warnings, or whatever.
Jeff and I spent a little longer working on this mess than we expected, so we took a break to relax. Jeff offered me a drink of water, then sat next to me on the log after I finished drinking, spilling some down my chin and front. “You look so sexy with your front all wet,” he teased, running his finger down the wet spot on my shirt.
“Yeah?” I responded suavely. “You know I’m all about action and not thinking, Jeff. That’s why I decided to spill water on my front, understand? And that’s why I’m doing this…” With that I brought my mouth to his smiling face and pressed my lips against his, and my hands on his shoulders.
“Ummm, kiss me, yeah, umm, that feels nice,” Jeff said. We continued our kiss for several minutes, letting our tongues slip together, while I rubbed Jeff’s shoulders with my hands.
“That really feels nice, Alex, please don’t stop,” Jeff said, starting to breathe deeply. I let my hand slip down to his lap, where I could feel his erection growing in his jeans.
“Think we’ve got time for a quickie?” I teased, looking into his deep blue eyes. “God, who cares if we have time or not, let’s do it anyway!” Jeff sighed. It sure is comforting to know that his inability to plan ahead balances my inability to schedule! Jeff stood up in front of me, and I quickly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, and pulled them and his jockey underpants down to his knees, exposing his 6” boner to the air and sky. I took an appreciative look at his beautiful dick, which is cut, and capped with a pink helmet-shaped head. His piss slit oozes pre cum at the slightest incentive, and right now it seemed to be gushing his fluid.
I brought my mouth around his dick head to suck in that beautiful cock, and taste his delicious fluid. I slowly bobbed my mouth up and down on his rod, trying to build up to deep throating it. Soon I felt my lips brushing up against his pubic hair, and while I was stroking his smooth rod with my mouth, I brought my hands around to his ass cheeks. I separated his warm globes, and quickly brought my index fingers to his ass hole. I started stroking his hot, moist hole while he wiggled his ass against my hands, and moved his hips back and forth to fuck my warm mouth.
Sliding one finger into his hole, then out, and replacing it with the other index finger, I finger fucked Jeff’s delicious ass hole, making him cum a lot faster than he might have otherwise. I wanted to drag out sucking Jeff’s cock, and fingering his ass, but not here on the trail where we might be spotted at any minute. The sucking action of my mouth on Jeff’s sensitive cock skin and the thrilling feel of my fingers stroking his prostate, brought Jeff off pretty quickly.
“Ohh, Alex, I’m going to shoot my load. Keep your mouth on my cock, and I’ll fill your mouth with my hot cream. Ohh, yeah, that’s good. Oh, yes, I’m cumming. Ohh, ohh, YEAH, YOU HOT FUCKER, SUCK MY DICK!!!”
With that, he shot several spurts of his creamy, sweet cum into my mouth, right onto my tongue, where I could taste his hot juice. I’ve never sucked any other guys, but I don’t see how it could be any better than that. I savored the taste of Jeff’s cum on my tongue, memorizing his flavor. I kept my mouth on his cock while he softened some, caressing his soft, velvety cock head with my tongue, reluctant to let it go. Finally, though, I felt him urging me to stand. As I did, he brought his mouth to mine avidly, to taste his own cum from my mouth to his. I could feel my cock stretching my pants as he tongue fucked my mouth. I love the feel of his tongue in my mouth. Though I’m the more aggressive of the two of us, I still like to feel Jeff’s validation of my feelings when he responds to me.
We kissed for a few minutes, and our arms were around each other. Jeff’s hand slipped down the front of my jeans to grasp my hard cock. He pulled his lips off mine, to gasp in my ear, “I want to feel your hard cock inside me, Alex. Please fuck my ass, now.” As tempted as I was to push him down on the ground right there, rip his pants off and fuck his tight ass, I thought that this definitely wasn’t the place for that, and my thoughts were confirmed when we heard some twigs snap further up the trail. Coming from around an outcropping of rock, a voice said “…and I really think that Foster is bringing our work team down, Elizabeth.”
The owner of this voice rounded the corner, and Jeff and I found ourselves facing two parent-looking types and a stone cold sexy looking teenage boy. The speaker was a balding, paunchy mid 40’s office go-getter, and ‘Elizabeth’ was a distracted (or maybe it was just bored) looking late 30’s housewife. The boy, who as it turns out really was 18, was light blonde, about 130 pounds, 5'5” tall, blue eyed, slim-hipped and cute! He looked every bit as bored as the mother. Jeff and I had broken our clinch just as they rounded the corner, so we didn’t think they’d seen us with our arms around each other.