BACK COUNTRY: A True Story Of Two Guys Who Are Best Friends, One is Straight One is Gay
My good friend from college and I are backpacking through
the remote wilderness of Yosemite National Park. It is
summertime and there is not a cloud in the sky. The sun
beats down relentlessly upon our exposed flesh. Our bronzed
bodies glisten with sweat. We have been hiking for hourson
a seldom used trail toward a small high country lake just
above tree line. My friend laments, he is in great pain
from blisters forming on his feet from all of the days hiking
up the steep mountain terrain. I console him by saying how
close we are to reaching our destination and how great it
will be when we arrive there. We can peel off our heavy boots and
soak our sore aching feet in the cool waters of the lake.
Another hours trek and we finally make it to the lake.
We are both overcome with awe by the shear beauty of the mountains
scenery that surrounds us- the mirror like stillness ofthe
lake reflecting a cloudless blue sky. The air is thin
above tree line, you can see for miles in all dirctions,
and the curvature of the planet is almost visable. We choose
a camping spot close to the waters edge and toss the heavy
packs off our sweaty backs. My friend is anxious to diveright
into the cool lake water and refresh himself, but he is
having trouble with getting the knot out of one of his
shoelaces. I tell him to sit back- I will help him, and as
I begin picking at this knot I can't help but notice that
his balls are hanging out of his persperation soaked shorts
and resting handsomely on the ground. He is totally unaware
of this fact, and it is all that I can do to stop myself
from lunging toward them and clutch them in my hands! AsI
am finally able to work the knot out, I remove his boot and
his sweat soaked sock and begin to massage his blistered
foot gently, wiping away the accumulated lint from histoes.
He abruptly pulls his foot back from my hands and asks me
"What the fuck do I think I am doing?" I look directly at
him and say "I thought you might enjoy a foot massage before
we jump into the lake." He cocks his head at me and says
"You know I'm not into that Queer shit" and I snap back at
him that "I'm not either!" He laughs out loud and tells me
he's always known that I was gay, and that he had been cool
with that part of me- It was'nt going the way I had hoped!
I stood up, dusted myself off and growled "I'm sorry" at
him. He laughed out loud again- I turned away from him,
I dropped my shorts and briefs and walked naked toward the
waters edge- I stood there for a few minutes, bad thoughts
racing through my head "ya fucked this one up dick head",
"stupid fuck"... I regained my composure and began to wade
into the lake when I felt my friend grab tightly onto my
left bicep and pull me back toward him. He wispered softly
in my ear that "he was sorry I was upset". He held his grip
on my arm as I turned to face him, my tear swollen eyes
locked onto his, and he said "kiss me". I leaned toward him
caressed his unshaved cheek with my fingers and gentlypressed
my lips to his and kissed him. He pulled me tightly back
against him, I could feel his cock getting hard through
his shorts as it pressed against my hip. In a low voice he told
me to kiss him again- once more I kissed him gently on the
lips- as i kissed him he guided my right hand down to his
crotch and began grinding his erection into my waiting
palm. Taking my hand from his hardon he leads us back out of the
water and to where our backpacks lay. He quickly removes
his sleeping bag from his pack and unrolls it on the ground.
He stands back up and turns to me- a large grin appears upon
his face. He grasps hold of both my hands and eagarly pulls
me up against his chest- he begins grinding his rock-hard
cock against my thigh, I close my eyes, and he wispers in
my ear "relax". He releases his grip on my hands and takes
a firm hold of my bare ass, kneading, sqeezing, I place my
hands on his sunburnt shoulders as he begins to suck my
left nipple, my soft cock finally becoming engorged. I
move my hands down to his waist and unbuckle his belt, I
unbutton his shorts and they drop to the ground. He steps
out of them and kicks them aside. He lets go of my bottom
and pulls down his boxers and removes them, his cock and
balls are gorgeous, a great 7" erect, really thick with
low hanging balls that slap against your back when he fucks
you- He looks at me like a puppy who's been bad and says he has
wanted to fuck me since we had met a couple years back. I
tell him now is your chance- you will need to work my hole
with that hot tongue of yours to get me lubricated before
I allow you violate it with your hot cock. He wrestles me down
to the ground and gets me onto my back- he grabs me under my
knees and rolls my legs up over my head and immeadatly
begins running his tongue from the base of my spine along
my damp cravasse to the base of my balls. He works my hole
till I can't stand it any longer- I order him get his cock
into me now! He lowers my legs onto his shoulders, grabs
his dick and begins teasing my throbbing hole with with
the head of his tool- I yell out for him to stop fucking
around with me! He gets that grin on his face again,
bites his lower lip and thrusts his cock all the way inside
of me- I lose my breath, I lose my hardon, his cock was as
hard as concrete and the shockwaves of pleasure and pain
were mind blowing. He stayed deep inside me for the first
ten minutes or so, just gyrating his hips and grinding himself
into me ever so deep and deeper. He finally lets up a bit on
me and begins stroking my soft cock until it was as hard as
his, he let go of it, smiles at me again and starts thrusting
his dick all the way in and all the way out of me. I grabed
hold my cock in my right hand and started to stroke it,
mimicking the motion of his thrusts- I grasped his ample
scrotum in my other hand, twisting and yanking it hard
downward- trying to take control of the vigorous abuse
my ass was taking by his unrelenting thrusts. He just looked
deep into my eyes and said "this is the reason why my balls
hang so sweet-n-low". He pulled out of me and told me to
get up- as I stood I could feel all of his pre-cum start to
run down my inner thigh. He leaned forward, from the kneeling
position he had held for the last forty minutes or so, and
went down on his stomach. He proceeded to roll over onto
his back and outstreached his arms toward me, taking hold of
my hands, I knelt beside him, gazed into his eyes, kissed him
gently on the lips and smiled at him, he smiled back and
told me to mount his throbbing tool for the grand finally.
I did as I was told, I straddled his pelvis, took hold of
his tool and guided it back inside of me. I reached behind
and grabed onto his balls with my left hand yanking them
upward. I ran my right hand up his ab's and across his chest
and began manipulating his nipples between my thumb and
index finger. He closed his eyes and began to moan deeply, I
rode him hard and slow for a few minutes more, him moaning
in a trance like state, his engorged cock deep inside me,
he begins to quiver- seeking out my hands to hold onto, like
a dormant volcano comming back to life, his hips quake and
thrust, he gasps for his breath and deeply exhales justas
he explodes inside of me causing a chain reaction- I erupt
with such fervor that I feel faint, every downward thrustI
take on his cock causes me to spew more jiz then I have,
my balls ache from the complete draining of all thier contents.
Exhusted, I fall into my friends waiting arms and lay motionless
on him for a while. I feel his cock slowly retract from
inside of me and the warmth of his cum as it slowly seeps
out of me, over my balls and onto his leg. The sun is
begining to set and the moon is on the horizon- We peel our
sticky bodys apart and walk back to the lake to clean ourselves
up- We are silent and completely content. We throw on some
underwear, sit on our sleeping bags and watch the sunset.I
break the silence by saying good night to my friend and hop
inside my sleeping bag. I stare at the canopy of stars above
me and smile to myself. A few minutes later, and much to my
suprise, my friend asks if we can cuddle together tonight?
I smile at him, unzip my sleeping bag and motion for him to
join me by patting the ground, he climbs in and I rest my
head on his shoulder placing my arm across his chest and
begin running my fingers over it. He takes hold of my
wrist and manouvers my hand across his chest down onto his
stomach and into his crotch. His cock is rock hard again
which I firmly grasp and begin to stroke it for him. He turns
his face toward mine and asks me to please kiss him- I
oblige, and we spend a couple of hours engaged in wet, hot,
passionate kissing. We both fall deep asleep in each others
arms under the starlit sky.
My Friend and I now live 2000 miles apart. He is happily
married with three great kids, and his wife is'nt so bad
either! She knows of our special relationship and encourages
us "guys" to get together every couple of years or so and
go back country camping. And We Do! And it is just as fun as
that first trip we took together-
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