When I was in my early thirties, I was heavily into rock climbing, often taking two or three multi-week climbing trips per year. These were usually done with my regular partner Jim, or another friend, or I'd travel alone.
Most of these trips were to rural areas of the US, where we'd camp under the stars, cook all our own food, and occasionally make a long trip into town every few days for showers and groceries.
It was on one of these trips where my story takes place...
Since I was very young, I'd always been curious about sex with other men, I'd jerked of about it regularly for years, and even though I had a gorgeous girlfriend, and lots of others waiting in the wings, I had finally sucked my first dick. Most of my fantasies revolved around men much older than me, with much bigger dicks, and me being the very submissive cocksucker to them. Very different from my relationship with women, were I was the muscular sex maniac that kept them begging for my cock. In my fantasies, I was the one begging to suck cock. So a few times I managed to meet and get together with older guys who were more than happy to feed me their cocks. It was a lot harder before the advent of the internet.
So all this makes the story a little different than my usual thing. We had been climbing at a remote area for several weeks (although not remote enough for that particular State to allow free camping) and after a few days two young blond boys asked to split our campsite. Since you could have 2 vehicles and 4 tents, it made it cheaper for everyone. They turned out to be great kids, good climbers, and fun to be around. After about a week, we decided to go take showers and grocery shop. We were pretty tired from climbing out in the cold, and a "rest" day usually meant an entire day of fucking around in town.
We went to a local gym, paid a buck or two and got in the shower. Jim and I had seen each other naked dozens of times, and he knew absolutley NOTHING of my craving for cock... Too bad, because his was big, always half hard, and it would have been fun, if he didn't kill me for asking.
One of the boys (Luke) steps into the shower naked. It was a gym style shower, one big room with 20 shower heads. I look up and there's Luke, who looks almost exactly like Jan-Michael Vincent, with a big smile on his face. Not nervous. Just liking what was going on maybe? He was tiny, about 5'2", and his cock was little. Very fucking cute. Petite, just like the kind of girls I like to fuck. Every time I glanced over, he had a big grin on his face, and I can't help but wonder if he's stoked to see two pretty big dicks in front of him. I can't help but wonder if the boy likes dick. And I can't help starting a plan.
About four days later, I complain my finger is tweaked from climbing and I'm going into town for another rest day. It's morning and everyone is sitting in beach chairs getting ready to go climbing. I quietly ask Luke, "Ya wanna go?". He nods yes, and waits for everyone to pack up before he announces "Fuck it, I'm going into town also" Nobody seems to care, so we load up and hit the road. Its about 20 miles to town.
"So." I say to Luke. "Going into town was fun the other day huh?" he was only 19 and it was his first road trip.
"Uh huh" he smiled, crinkly eyed, Jan-Michael Vincent smile.
"You liked the showering part. You seemed like you enjoyed it"
He laughed. "You liked looking at our dicks, didn't you?" He smiled again, but said nothing.
As we neared the town that sprang up out of the desert, I pulled over on one of the many roads leading to an unfinished housing development, and stopped the car. Luke took a deep breath and relaxed into the seat. A confident, sweet young guy.
"Are you into guys Lucas?" I said looking right at him.
"Kinda." he said, flipping his hair out of his eyes.
"Tell me more" I said.
"Well", he began, "It was just nice being in there with you and Jim, just guys together showering. It felt really comfortable."
"You were smiling a lot, Lucas. Why?" I asked.
