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Hiker's Dream

by Eric Shun


The incident I am about to relate to you took place when I was 22 years old. I was not a newcomer when it came to gay sex, but my contacts with other men had been limited to only four other men. This particular day, I was camping with some of my family in a state park. We had arrived on a Friday afternoon and had set up camp in one of the camping areas provided by the park service. Friday night we had prepared our meal, eaten, and sat around the campfire joking and laughing. Saturday morning, I woke early, and had several cups of coffee. My uncle, aunt and two cousins (both girls) woke and ate breakfast. They decided they would go out on the nearby lake and do some swimming and fishing. Since it seemed a little cool to me to be swimming, and fishing is not to my liking, I told them I was going to go on a walk. The park was heavily wooded and the park service had provided a number of asphalt paved hiking trails in the park. I put on my best pair of tennis shoes, my shorts and tank top and headed out on the nearest hiking trail. I had been walking for perhaps a half hour or more when I noticed a man dressed much the same as I, but carrying a backpack just ahead of me on the trail. Even at my distance from him, I could tell that he was well put together: large muscular legs and broad shoulders. As I walked, it became apparent that the distance between us was becoming less. I felt my dick begin to get "fluffy" as I fantasized what might happen. And sure enough, what I had been wishing to happen, did. The hiker stopped some 30 yards ahead of me, turned toward me and stared for a few seconds. This was the first time I had seen his face. He had chiseled features, dark eyes and a hairy chest. He paused just a few more seconds and then left the trail and disappeared into the heavy brush and vegetation. I approached the point where he had left the trail, and turned and looked into the forest. I could see his form in the heavy growth of leaves, and could further see that he had removed his tank top. He stared and smiled at me and then turned and walked further into the growth. I needed no further invitation, and followed. I walked into the forest just behind him no more than a few yards. After some minutes of this, he stopped and waited for me in a small clear area that had almost no vegetation. As I approached, I saw him removing his shorts, and when I reached him, He stood completely nude except for his shoes. I quickly removed my own clothing, which was very little. We stood facing each other, smiling. He said, "My name is Ryan." I cleared my throat of the nervous lump that had formed, and said, "I'm Dave." With that he stepped toward me and placed his arms around me and kissed me very softly on my lips. I returned the embrace. I felt his body hair against my own nearly smooth body and all but fainted with the pleasure it gave me. His hard dick pressed against my abdomen while my own strained and filled with pressure. We had been kissing for some minutes, when I felt his hand move to my cock and begin to caress it. I did the same for his dick. Without a ruler, I guessed that his cock was no bigger than my 6 and 1/2 inches, but since size matters not at all to me, I became genuinely aroused by the feel of his cock in my hand. Ryan then moved his lips from mine to my nipples and began to gently suck and tickle my second most sensitive body part. My eyes closed as shudders of pleasure swept over me. As Ryan tongued my nipples, his hand stroked my cut dick. As he flitted his wet tongue over the tip of my nipple he paused and filled his palm with saliva and returned his wet hand to my cock. He put his wet fist around the head of my dick and using a corkscrew stroke began jacking me off very slowly. My knees all but collapsed under me as I moaned in absolute bliss. His strong arm supported me partly and he whispered softly, "Yeahhhh......". After some seconds of this, I pushed his hand away from my swollen dick and did the same for him. I kissed his nipples, and felt the dark wet hair of his chest in my lips. I could smell an odor of fresh perspiration that was the most masculine odor that I could imagine. I wet my palm and used the same stroke on his dick that he had used on mine. The effect of my hand on his dick caused him to moan. I continued and saw his knees weaken, and with my arm around him felt his body shake with pleasure. Then I used my fingers to grip his dick and stroked it from base to tip and watched as a big bead of pre cum appeared at the tip. I smeard the silk like fluid over the swollen head of his dick and then continued to jack him slowly. He kept whispering over and over that my hand felt so good on his cock. Moments later he put his hand on mine and said, "Wait a second." With that he reached for his back pack and opened it. He removed a condom from the pack, held it between his fingers in fron of me, and said, "Let's use this." He tore the wrapper on the condom, removed it, turned to me and rolled it over my dick. He then quickly knelt in front of me and put his hands on my butt and sucked my cock into his mouth. I had never been given a blow job with a condom and the sensation was surprisingly good. His expert tongue and lips quickly began to have the desired effect. My knees once more began to weaken, and to support myself I placed my hands on his bobbing head. My hips began to pump as orgasm muscles in my ass began to tighten and pulse. I could not stop my throat from uttering grunts and groans as the cum began to fill my lower body. I felt the diameter of my dick increase and so did Ryan. Just a second before my orgasm began, Ryan removed his lips from my dick and jacked my root. I looked down and saw him intently staring at the end of my dick as the cum left the slit of my dick. Ryan gripped the head of my dick suddenly, making a small pocket at the end of the condom. My load squirted again and again, making the end of the condom balloon out, and causing the color of the condom to instantly change from a pale transparent color to milky white. Ryan allowed my spasms to subside and then pulled the condom off my dick, being careful to keep the majority of my load at the tip of the condom. As he pinched off the cum in the end of the condom, it made a package the size of a large grape. Ryan slipped the slick condom off my root and then, still kneeling on the ground, slipped the condom with my load in it over his own straining dick. "Rub my balls." he whispered as he pulled the ring of the condom to the base of his dick. I knelt down as Ryan began to stroke his dick, smearing my load inside the condom all over the length of his cock. I cupped his now tight nut sack in my hand and with the other, gently began to pinch his nipples. Ryan began to make soft grunting noises that mixed with the loud squishing and squirt like noises as my load began to froth up inside the condom. Some of the cum leaked out of the condom and fell on the ample hair that surrounded his dick. Now Ryan started to cum. His entire body tensed and shook. His fist on his cock became a blur as he stroked faster and faster. Then with a loud and long groan, he came. He stopped his stroking and gripped his member in his fist. I watched as his own load mixed with mine and once again the end of the condom balooned out as Ryan pinched off the load. His body jerked and jerked again as he cried out in pleasure. As Ryan released his grip on the end of his dick, the baloon at the end of the condom collapsed, forcing our mixed load out around the base of his dick. Long strings of cum dripped off his balls and my hand. Ryan pulled the condom off his dick, filling the air between us with the heavy musky odor of cum. We both breathed it in. Reaching over to his back pack, he pulled out a hand towel and wiped his crotch and then holding my dick, wiped it as well. "You're a real pal" he said. "Gonna be here in the park for a few days?" Guess what my answer was!

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