Gay Erotic Stories

By Gregitect@aol.com What began as a horrible six months out of my life, turned into a whirlwind fantasy ride for me. I had taken a job as a computer specialist for a firm in Montana, converting all their years of records over to a computerized system, and had rented a house a few miles outside of town for the summer. This was your typical northern backwoods town, with one bar (country western), and a small movie house that showed second run films. I knew this was going to be a long, lonely summer. The second weekend I was there, I had decided I was going to go crazy all by myself, and decided to go on a hike and campout overnight. It was going to be a cool, crisp night, and the outdoors was just what I needed for clearing my head. I planned on going deep enough into the woods, that I could do some nude camping, and a little communing with nature. I dressed in some shorts and a T-shirt, and loaded my backpack. I struck out for the mountains. After hiking for about two hours, I came upon a clearing, and there was a secluded lake, fed by a waterfall. It was quite beautiful, and I knew I had found my campsite. It wasn't thirty minutes until I had my gear unpacked, tent set-up and my clothing off. The breezes over my well tanned naked body felt great, and my cock hung between my legs, gently swelling from the cool wind. God, I love being one with nature. I took a plunge into the pond, the chill of the water both invigorating me and relaxing me at the same time. I began a slow stroke across the pond towards the waterfall, taking my time to take it all in. I reached the other side, and pulled myself up onto a rock, and lay panting in the sun, allowing my naked body to be slowly dried by the warmth. I closed my eyes, both from the need to relax, and from the glare of the sun. As they slowly reopened, there was a figure standing above me. "Beautiful place, isn't it!", he said. I bolted upright, startled by the stranger, and he said "Easy guy, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm camping just over by the waterfall. I saw you swim over. My name is Robert, by my friends call me RJ." "Hi RJ. You're right you did startle me. I thought I was here alone." RJ began telling me this was a favorite camping area of guys around here. He frequented here often. I was glad. He was gorgeous. RJ was probably 6'3" tall, very tan, and had a nice coating of hair on his chest and legs. The hair thickened on his belly, and ran down into the waist band of the small nylon shorts he was wearing. The shorts were tight, and didn't leave a lot to the imagination, as his crotch bulged against the fabric. It suddenly occurred to me that I was laying there naked, with this hunk of god-hood standing over me, and I had a hard-on growing for him to see. Looking at my growing penis, RJ said "I can tell you're glad I'm here though," and with one quick swipe, dropped his shorts down and stepped out of them. He stood naked above me, and I sat up straight, and took his cock into my hand, and began to stroke it. "Ahhh, I see I have some fun company for the weekend", he said. I leaned forward, and took the head of his dick into my mouth, lingering on the tip of his swelling penis, slowly tonguing my way around the tip, and under his cockhead. I ran my lips down his long shaft, and nuzzled his balls against my face, taking in this sweet, but salty perspiration smell. His cock, probably 8 inches long, was too thick for me to take all the way in, and I swallowed all that I could. As I slid back up his shaft, my hands traced up the inside of his muscular thighs. My mouth sucking his meat, I began to massage his balls in my hand, lifting them up and caressing them. RJ pulled out of my mouth, and said "Let's take this slow our first time. Jump back into the water." I gladly obliged, not know what he wanted to do, but excited by the prospects. We swam over to the waterfall, and climbed out onto the rocks. The water splashed on our naked bodies, like fingers massaging away my ever tension. RJ leaned over and took my cock into his mouth, and swallowed me to the hilt. His tongue danced all up and down my shaft, making me cry out in pleasure. His mouth was incredible. He was gentle with my cock, but the suction and sensation of movement was better than I had ever felt. I cried out, and he moaned his approval of my satisfaction. He kept on sucking me, taking me to the edge of cumming, and stopping just in time twice, driving me mad. I pulled him off of me, and pushed him back on the rocks. His cock stood rigid like a tent pole, and I straddled his body. "I feel like a bareback ride, lover" I said. He leaned back and allowed me to take over. I spit in my hand and lubed up his pole, and slowly slid the head inside me. I thought it would never fit, but before long, my ass adjusted to his size. I slowly sat lower on his cock, filling my insides wit his big meat, until I had him all the way inside of me. "Fuck me man. Ride my cock." I decided I was in charge now, so I didn't slide up his pole but slowly ground my hips and ass on his pole. I began tensing my asshole, milking his cock and making him moan with intense pleasure. I rose off his dick, and slowly slide back down, using my asshole to grip his pole through every stroke of our fucking. After a few minutes of this torture, RJ couldn't stand it anymore, and began bucking his hips into my ass. Harder and harder he thrust, reaming my ass and drawing himself closer and closer to cumming. I leaned back, exposing my rock hard cock, and RJ began jacking me to the rhythm of his thrusts. He exploded inside of me, and the sensation made me cum, spurting all over his chest. My cum lay matted in his black chest hair, glistening in the sun. I soon fell forward, collapsing on his chest, slowing catching my breath, before sliding his cock out of my ass. "Let'a swim and clean up", I said, and we slipped into the water. "You should move your campsite over by mine," RJ said. I didn't need a second invitation to move, and in a few hours my stuff was with his. We had a fabulous weekend, and we never dressed the whole time. Two guys spending the weekend naked in the woods. Just the way I needed to relax. RJ and I spent several weekends together, some at my place, some at his, and many camping.