Last winter I decided to get back into snowboarding on a more regular basis. It was something I did a lot when I was younger and thought it would be better that sitting on my ass all winter. I got a season pass to the small resort that was close to my home and started riding a couple of time a week, that is, if you can call it a "resort", it's really just a small group of hills.
I didn't know anyone that was really into it anymore and was forced to go out by myself most of the time. It wasn't a big deal though, I could usually find someone cool to ride with at some point and it was on one of those occasions that I wound up having one of the hottest sexual experiences of my life.
It was a pretty typical Midwestern winter night, but the weather was excellent. It was a perfect temperature for riding. It wasn't too cold to be uncomfortable and wasn't so warm that the snow conditions sucked.
I was riding alone, having not found a new partner yet, and after my third or fourth run I was waiting at the end of the line for the chairlift when a guy came in behind me.
"Want to share a lift?" he asked.
"Sure, might as well." I replied and slide over to make room for him.
We got on the lift and introduced ourselves to each other as the chair began slowly going up the hill. His name was Kyle, and as we climbed we chatted about the snow conditions and the weather and how long we had been riding. Pretty much your typical conversation for the situation, I had learned.
I have to say that I thought he was really attractive right off the bat. He appeared to be a bit younger than me and I guessed he was about thirty or so. It was impossible to really tell what his body was like given all the gear he was wearing and that we were sitting, but his face was gorgeous, and he had beautiful eyes as well as a great smile.
We rode together for a couple of hours, getting to know each other better and better with each trip up the chairlift. He was just so damn adorable and when we rode down the hills I could hardy keep my eyes off of him.
We decided to take a little break and went to the bar inside the chalet. We chatted over a couple of drinks and I grew more infatuated with him by the minute. He was from a town not far away and had only been snowboarding for a few years. He made me laugh constantly with a very dry wit and we found we had a great deal in common. Although I wasn't completely sure if he was into guys or not, when things got rather flirtatious between us I got the impression that he wasn't totally straight, at least, and maybe even fancied me a little.
It wasn't long before closing time and there wasn't hardly another soul there. We decided to head to the far side of the place to finish the night and when we got to the chairlift for that area there was not a single person in line. We got on the chairlift known as the "slow four", being that it can seat four people and goes pretty slow, and also has the tendency to stop and then start again frequently.
We were about halfway up the hill when, of course, it stopped. Like I said, it happened all the time and wasn't any concern. I knew it would start again at any moment, but for some reason, this time, it was taking longer then usual to get going again.
A minute or two went by and it still hadn't started up again. I started to wonder what the hell the problem was and then Kyle leaned over to me a said "I hope they haven't forgotten about us" with a big grin.
I laughed and before I could stop myself I blurted out "God you're cute!"
I just kind of froze, realizing what had just come out of my mouth and then said "Sorry... I didn't mean to say that out loud."
"No biggie," he said with a slight chuckle, and moved over closer to me adding "Actually, I think you're super cute too."
I thanked him, blushing from ear to ear, and we sat there for a moment staring at each other. I then thought "what the hell!" and moved in to kiss him.
Our lips met and our tongues lashed back and forth in each others' mouths. He was an amazing kisser! My whole body felt like it was on fire, and my cock got stiffer and stiffer as we kissed on our still motionless chairlift.
I pulled my left glove off my hand as we kept making out and slowly made my way down to his crotch with it. I rubbed him there and when I felt his erection through his snow-pants it was a apparent that he was as aroused as I was.
"Here, let me help you with that." he said, and opened his coat and then unzipped his fly.
I managed to slide my hand under Kyle's long-johns and grabbed his hard dick. It felt so hot in my cold hand and was by no means small.
"That feels so good..." he whispered, pulling away from my lips and then went back to kissing me.
I rubbed his stiff meat and jerked it the best I could, given the circumstances, and would have sucked him off right then and there if it had been possible to actually reach his cock with my mouth and we weren't dangling twenty feet in the air.
We kept going at it like crazy until, suddenly, the lift started moving again. It gave us both a bit of start having been lost in the moment and we laughed out loud as we sat back.
"I'm not sure if this a good thing or a bad thing." I joked and Kyle agreed as he fixed his gear.
We got to the top of hill and got off the lift. There were a couple different ways we could take from there and Kyle asked me were we should go. I knew the place very well and quickly came up with a great idea.
"Follow me." I said and then headed down one of the runs.
The slope was bordered with thick woods to our left and about a third of the way down it had a small clearing along the side of it. It was a resting area and had a fire pit and a couple of picnic tables in it. I pulled into it and stopped with Kyle doing the same.
"Why don't we stop here for a minute." I said.
We got of our boards and I went to one of the tables and sat down with the top of it to my back. Kyle quickly moved in between my legs and bent down to kiss me.
We made out with a wild passion. With each touch of our wet tongues together I became more and more aroused, and my cock was soon training against my long-johns. I took of my gloves and reached down to massage his crotch. His dick was just as hard as mine and I decided that I had to see it.
"Stand up" I said and unzipped his coat. I then grabbed him by the waistband of his snow-pants and pulled him closer.
"Can I see it?" I asked, looking up at him.
Kyle just nodded and smiled so I opened his fly and slowly pulled his gear down just enough to let his dong come out to play.
