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I am pretty active in general. I work out hard at the gym regularly and swim a mile three times a week. Along with a pretty face and short-cropped blonde hair, my average size but muscular body gets me a lot of looks. I’m not bulky but just big enough in all the right places, and naturally smooth. When the right guy checks out my thick long tool it can lead to something really hot. Over the past few winters, I've developed a passion for snowboarding. I really took to it and like to shred down those steep powdery runs. One weekday a couple friends and I skipped work and headed up to the local ski area. It was turning into a blizzard. They wanted to take it easy on the intermediate runs lower on the mountain, but I wanted to get to the steep stuff on top right away. I just can't resist. I went over to the lift line and shared the ride up with this dude. This guy might have been a total dog but sitting next to him all decked out in his snowboard gear kind of turned me on. I could see tufts of his thick black hair sticking out from his hat, but his shades were covering his eyes. I broke the ice asking how his day was going and he said he had just started out too. His name is Damian and he works in a lodge nearby so he comes here all the time. We compared notes and it turns out we like a lot of the same runs. He mentioned this remote area that I hadn't explored and I got interested. He offered to show me the way. I thought, why not, it sounded like a fun ride and something about him was turning me on. At the end of the lift, we traversed to the south ridge where there was no sign of anyone else. Next, he plunged down the hill into the deep virgin powder. I followed and did my best to keep up. Forget sex; this amazing terrain was giving me a stiffy. After some turns through the trees we caught some air on a great hit but I planted nearly face-first when I landed. We laughed our asses off at that. Further down the mountain, Damian waited up for me at the top of a ridge. We were both totally charged by the run and had a few laughs. He asked if I wanted to get high. Sure: I love getting a buzz in the mountains. He said to follow him and we took a few turns down toward these rocks where he stopped. There was a cliff below us and we unstrapped our boards. We hiked them down to a cave entrance. Inside the cave it was surprisingly warm. Damian said that there were geothermal vents in there that heated the cave. We pulled off our hats and glasses so I could see his beautiful green eyes. He was no dog under there. As he pulled off his gloves I laid eyes on the sexiest hands. I wondered if those strong and long fingers bespoke something else between his legs. We sat near each other on a couple of small boulders and he pulled out a pipe. It was some good tasting shit and I was getting a nice buzz. I was still invigorated from the ride but the pot was getting me a little horny. Fortunately, my pants were baggy enough to hide my big half-hard dick. I was getting a bit nervous since I was alone here with this hottie and wanted him bad. I thanked him for the weed and said I needed it. He said he had a good buzz too. Throwing caution to the wind, I told him how it gets me horny at times. He seemed nonplussed at this but agreed. He looked up and I looked up at him at the same time and we both giggled for a split-second as our eyes met, then we both looked away. All 7-1/2 inches of my thick cock were now pushing against the fabric of my pants. I couldn't hide it any more. I started stroking my crotch through my pants and continued for a few minutes without paying attention to Damian. I was looking down and not caring what Damian thought, even if he was a fag basher. I looked up in surprise to see his eyes piercing at me, longingly. He already had his gnarly cock fully out of his pants. He was stroking what seemed like eight thick, uncut inches and it wasn't even all hard. I leaned over to him and gave a slow pull on his dong. He let out a little groan as I could feel it swell more in my hands. It felt warm and after a few strokes of my hand was now rock hard, 10 solid inches, pushing straight up against his jacket. As I pulled up his foreskin a large glob of precum lubed my hands. I just had to kneel down and take this into my mouth. It was delicious. I savored every last bit of it, the foreskin, the big head and veiny shaft. And a perfect set of gonads to match. As my hand worked the full length of his prick my mouth feasted on his salty balls. He moaned much louder again in ecstasy. We were both working up a sweat in the warm cave, so we took a pause. I removed my jacket first as he watched intently. I knew I was looking good to him in my tight thermal shirt. As I was pulling it up over my head he came over to bury his face in my ripe armpit. He really knew what to do with his tongue. My shirt was now off and he worked his way to my pierced left nipple and began toying with my ring. One hand was feeling out my bicep and shoulder and the other was exploring the lines of my abdomen. This was too hot already but nowhere near over. Damian stood up and began shedding his clothes. He's leaner and less muscular than I am but still in great shape. He's also a bit taller; very sexy overall. I think he's got Latino or Native American blood in him because in the dead of winter his body has a beautiful brown color. He had a smattering of black hair on his body, just enough to complement his features. I commented how sexy he looked and admired a purple rose tattoo on his upper left arm. He also had another colorful one of a snake just below his belly button and above his pubes, an invitation to the serpent below. I began exploring that serpent with my left hand and I began working on one of his big dark nipples to suck him back into ecstasy. My right hand squeezed his taught cheek and probed his damp warm hole. We were all naked, taking turns savoring each other's bodies. We seemed to play this game of getting the other to the verge of cumming, and then stopping. I went down on his cock trying to contort my throat to take it as deep as possible. His salty precum tasted like nothing else and it helped me slide it in further. I couldn't get it all but I had enough down my throat to make him squirm uncontrollably. I wanted him to fill my throat with spunk but I wanted to save it for something else. He had a really hot ass and I couldn't decide if I wanted to fuck him more or for him to fuck me. To make a long story short, I soon was leaning face-first with my hands against the wall. Damian was kneeling behind me admiringly stroking my legs and licking my balls. His strong hands next held my hard ass cheeks and forcefully spread them apart to give his tongue access to my smooth hot crack. Oh, that tongue! I was content for him to just continue to fuck my hungry ass with his tongue. Next, he slides his body up against mine and I feel something else wet and warm against my crack. That big glistening cockhead is pushing against my hole. It's hard like wood. Between the precum on its head and the split on my crack, there's plenty of lube. I've never had someone this big inside me so I don't know if I can take it, but I know I want it more than life itself. Damian begins to push harder against my hole but it doesn't budge. He caresses my chest with one hand and toys with my nipple with his other hand he strokes the full length of my dripping cock. I want it too bad. Finally my ass gives and he begins to enter. It hurts a little at first but he knows to take it slow. He is less than halfway in but I'm already on fire; my greedy ass wants it all. I reach back to feel his flexed buns and pull against them to pull him inside me more. He's now got all but 3 inches in and is pushing against my prostate. Ummmm! My fuck hole is relaxed now and he takes charge, pumping me hard and slowly. His precum has totally lubricated my insides so that he can move in and out with ease. The rhythm gradually picks up and he's ravaging my insides. I've never felt anything this good before. I can feel every inch of his tool shaping my insides, even his foreskin slipping inside. Somehow I am able to hold on without shooting my load. Damian feels so hot inside me and he says how great I feel. He compliments me as the best piece of ass he's ever had. He loves my body and the feeling of being inside it. I'm clenching his shaft with my ass. I'm working it so hard it's sort of like I'm fucking his cock with my ass muscles. Our bodies are flexing tightly together like they are one. I lean back over my shoulder for our first kiss as we tongue each other madly. We are both on the verge of orgasm. I know I am and I hear his grunts getting deeper and louder. He's fucking me pretty forcefully by now and then pauses, as he seems to be all the way in. I can't imagine anything better, but I forgot about those last 3 inches. Instead of pulling out at the pause, he plunges in deeper. I didn't know I had more room in there but he makes the room stretching my insides completely. I feel every last bit of his meat in me, even the pulse of his own heartbeat. My insides are flooded with a hot sensation. He pulls back slowly almost all the way out and then plunges all the way back in, and I feel a pulse but it's not his heart. As he moans my insides are filling with his first shot of jizz. The next shot comes more violently and fills me up so much that it starts to back up his meaty shaft. It felt like he came a quart in just that load. I let go and my balls explode so violently they hurt. I shoot so hard it glances my chin and forehead and hits the cave wall. My next shot thoroughly drenches my chest. Damian tries to pull out but I won't let him. Shot after shot fills me. We're finally completely spent and collapse for a minute. He begins to soften and slowly pulls out, bringing a hefty amount of his own seed with him. I turn around and he laps up every last drop of my cum from my torso. We have one last mad kiss and then get dressed. I could still feel his cum inside me as we started out of the cave. It reeked of guy sex in there and our faces are all rosy from the experience. As we’re leaving the cave we were surprised by these two obviously straight dudes who were on their way in, apparently to smoke a joint of their own. We say, "Wussup?" and Damian and I start to crack up. We strap on our boards and then head down the hill to cut some more tracks. If you liked this story, let me know. 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