"I like him, and that fucking cock, holy shit!" I exclaimed.
Mike laughed. "Wait till you see him with a hard-on." We walked inside and Mike went about gathering things for the hike.
"Is there anything I can help with," I asked.
He handed me a bottle of sunscreen. "Rub this on me," he said, "every inch," anticipating my next question.
I grinned and did as he asked. Spreading it liberally, I covered his arms and back, paying extra attention to his ass, finishing with his legs. He turned around and I moved up to his groin. He spread his legs, giving me access to his inner thighs. Covering them, I massaged the cream into his balls and dick, which quickly became stone in my hands.
"Move along," he said grinning.
Taking my time, I massaged it into his chest, neck, and handsome face. He returned the favor as I reveled in the feel of his hands touching my bare skin. He thoroughly rubbed the sunscreen into my dick and proceeded up, finishing with my face. He punctuated his work with a kiss on my lips.
We collected food, towels, and some bottles of beer in a couple of small backpacks, then headed downstairs. Dressing only in our socks, shoes, and a pair of Mike's beat up caps, we slung on our packs and headed out.
The weather was perfect as we walked down the drive. The gravel crunched under our shoes, and chipmunk chatter echoed through the surrounding forest. Reaching the bottom, we turned right, following a path along the creek. A murmuration of starlings burst suddenly from the trees as we passed, the dark cloud undulating and morphing as it flew over the pasture, moving South, and out of sight. The path turned, meandering through dense trees and up onto the road. Looking back down the road, I was feeling exposed, expecting a car to drive past. Mike smiled as he read my expression.
"This is the end of the road; the only time someone comes up this far is if they're lost. Besides, we'll hear them coming and move into the trees."
Living in a city where noise was a constant, I had forgotten what silence was truly like. Thinking of that woodpecker, I couldn't remember when all I could hear was a solitary bird, or the lightest breeze blowing through the trees. Mike was right, we would hear an engine or tires crunching on gravel well before we could see them.
As we approached Joe's driveway, he waved to us from his garage; detached and of the same style as his modern log cabin. He slung a small pack into the back of an old pickup. His huge cock, still swinging in the breeze, was framed by his leather chaps.
Okay, I admit it. A naked man can be a beautiful thing but give him a few slivers of clothing and a warm smile and I'm fucked. I just stared at Joe, drinking him in, unaware that my dick was standing erect.
Mike cleared his throat, breaking my focus. "Save it for later, stud," he said with a grin.
"We'll take something with space for the three of us and our stuff," Joe said, nodding to the truck. "While squeezing together on Mike's ATV might be fun, there's no room for our shit."
Mike and I tossed our packs into the back of Joe's truck and we loaded onto the bench seat, me in the center with Joe to my left at the wheel and Mike on my right. Joe backed out of the garage, turned us around, and we proceeded down the driveway, the garage door rolling closed behind us. Pulling onto the road, he drove the last couple of miles to where it ended at a turnaround, marked by three large reflectors below the base of a sheer cliff.
Mike got out, opened a gate as we drove through. Stopping on the far side, we waited until Mike closed it and hopped back in. Rolling and bumping on the uneven pasture, we continued along the cliff face as the valley narrowed. When we finally stopped, the valley was no more than a hundred feet wide.
"We leave the truck here," Joe said, placing his hand on my leg. "There aren't any cows here to rub the mirrors off." The three of us got out and retrieved our packs. I was a little disappointed to see Joe unbuckle his chaps, remove them, and set them on the front seat. "These will be too sweaty on a hike," he said.
Seeing the disappointment in my face, his expression changed. A hint of a smile curled the edge of his lips as his cock twitched. He took them off the seat and put them into his pack.
Trees and brush filled this narrow corner just beyond the fence. We followed an overgrown path along the creek where the trail began to climb; the stream changing into a series of rocky pools, waterfalls, and meandering rapids as we walked. I started to look forward to each waterfall, watching those naked muscular legs and butts flex and stretch, prick and balls dangling between, as Mike and Joe climbed the large rocks. They caught on after a while, waiting on me to climb first.
"You know Mike, he had the right idea. This is by far the best view," Joe said as I scaled a large boulder.
"Yep," Mike agreed, as I mounted another. Although Mike was content to hike in silence, Joe was a different animal. Within a few minutes he'd begun to tell stories.
"Mike and I grew up on his farm. His dad was drafted to fight in Vietnam and was declared MIA just after Mike turned five. We moved in with Mike and his mother so my parents could help out on the farm. We stayed until I was fourteen."
I looked at Mike. He nodded, content to let Joe tell his story.
"We were inseparable. The old couple that owned my place only had adult children who'd already left home, so we were the only kids at this end of the valley. My dad was a real prick to Mike though. He resented being cut from grandpa's will. I think he took it out on Mike, being the remaining heir since his dad was gone. Not sure why grandpa did it, but I'm guessing it was related to why my mom divorced him."
Mike cleared his throat, Interrupting the story. "If that's the case then gramps must be spinning in his grave knowing that his two cock-sucking grandsons now own the upper valley."
"That reminds me," Joe interrupted. "Just made an offer on the Phillip's place. Stanley's grandchildren just want to be done with it and I think they'll sell at a fair price."
"I recall reading that name on a mailbox, just down the road," I said.
