From: keelo@delphi.com
Subject: Camping Trip  (M/M  adult)

This ficticious story contains scenes of explicit sex between consenting
adult males.  If you
are under the age of 18 or if you find this kind of stuff offensive, then
STOP READING NOW!

Comments and suggestions are welcomed. 

Enjoy!

                           Camping Trip                  

    A few months ago, Mark got hired at the firm where I work and it was
my job to show
him the ropes and get him settled in.   My supervisor introduced us and we
shook hands. 
The first thing I noticed was Mark's deep blue eyes and dark handsome
face.  As we settled
down to work, Mark took off his suit coat and I let my eyes wander up and
down his well
shaped body.  His shirt tapered down from his broad shoulders to a thin
waist; at one point
he turned around and I got a view of his nicely shaped ass.  "Be still, my
beating heart" I
thought to myself.  Over the months we developed a good working
relationship and on
several occasions, we made plans together after work or on weekends. I
found out Mark
was 19 and had just recently moved to the city.  He wasn't married, or for
that matter, had a
girlfriend.  He explained, since he had just moved here, he had not had
the time to do much
socializing.                                                 
     As for me, Nicholas, I am 27 and have a passsion for young hunky guys
like Mark.  I
told him about my sexual orientation a few days later when Mark and I
where downing a
few cocktails at the local club near where we work.  When I told him, he
just nodded his
head and quickly changed the subject.  At first, I thought he disapproved
but  it did not keep
him from turning down any offers to spend time together.  As I said
before, we worked 
well together and soon had bagged a really nice account for our company. 
We split the
$5,000  commission we made and decided to take a three day weekend to
spend it.  I had
mentioned that I liked to go camping and hike up Jackson's Peak whenever I
wanted to get
away from the rat race for a while.   I asked Mark if he would like to go
and he agreed,so
off we went.
     It was late September, so much of the tourists where gone for the
season, which meant
the camping area was sparsley occupied.  The closest neighbors we had
where at least 100
yards away.  We arrived early on Friday and set up camp.  Mark had never
been camping
before but, me being a seasoned veteran, we got the tent up and our gear
taken care of.  We
donned our hiking gear and headed to  the base of Jackson's Peak.   
    We hiked for a couple of hours, and then rested at a stream flowing
down the peak. 
Even in late September, it was still hot and lugging about 20 pounds of
gear on your back
makes it even hotter.  "Nick, why do we have to carry all this stuff if we
are going to 
return to the campsite?" Mark asked as he worked the backpack off him and
let it drop to
the ground.  
    "First rule of hiking: always be prepared." I told him.  "In our
packs, I have stored stuff
we may need if we get lost or have an accident.  Sleeping bags, food,
first aid stuff and
things like that."
     "Food?  Did you say food?"
    "Yeah, food.  I packed some sandwiches and canned goods.  You are
carrying the
canned goods, by the way." I told him.
    "Fuck, no wonder this thing seems to weight about 100 pounds!" He
rubbed his neck and
then asked, "Can I have a sandwich?  I'm starved."
    "Yeah, sure."  I tossed my pack to him and as he began to rummage
around in it, I took
off my shirt, shoes and socks.  "I'm going for a dip in the stream, to
cool off.  You want to
come, too?"
    "Naw, I'm going to eat, but you go ahead."
    I went down to the stream's edge and looked around.  No one was in 
sight, so I
unbuttoned my shorts and pulled the zipper down.  Taking off my shorts and
underwear, I
tossed them on a large rock and dived in the cool water.  God, it felt
great!   I swam around
and let the water wash away my sweat.  After a few minutes, Mark came down
to the edge
and sat on the rock where my clothes were, eating his sandwich. I saw him
notice my shorts
and then he called out to me.  "Are you naked?"
    "Yep, its called skinny dippin'.  Ever heard of it?" I yelled back.
    "Yeah, I know *that*.  I am just surprised, is all."
    "Come on in, the water is fine!"
    "No thanks.  I'm eating, remember?" he said.                         
    "Damn." I thought to myself.  The cool water was making me horny.  I
remained in the
stream for a few more minutes and then decided it was time to be moving
on.  Then it hit
me.  I forgot to get a towel out of the backpack.  "Um, Mark?  Would you
get me a towel, I
sorta forgot it.  Its in your pack."
    "Of course its in my pack, *everything* is in my pack."He said
sarcastically.  He got up
and started to walk back then stopped, turned around and then sat back on
the rock, "You
get it." he said, grinning.
    "Come on, Mark, get it for me."
    "Nope." he said and finished the last bites of the sandwich.
    "You're an asshole, you know that." I said.  Then  pretending to be
agitated, I made my
way to the edge of the steam.  I walked out of the water, covered my
crotch with my hands,
and walked to the rock.  I grabbed my shorts and covered myself with them
and headed off
to get a towel. "You fuckin asshole." I said, again pretending to be
angry. Mark laughed
loudly.
    "That's what you get for making me carry all the heavy stuff." he
called back to me.   
    "Fuck you!" I replied with a sly smile.  He laughed again and followed
 me back to the
packs, making cracks about how he could see my ass.  I shot the finger
back to him and
continued on, listening to him laugh. 
    I got dressed and we headed on.  We hiked for another couple of hours
and made it to the
summit.  The view from Jackson's Peak is great!  It is like you can see to
the end of the
world.  Mark had brought a camera and took some pictures.  "I wish I had
remembered my
camera back at the stream.  I would have loved to get some pictures of you
trying to keep
your...dignity...while getting the towel.  That would have made a great
addition to the
bulletin board back at the office." 
    "Fuck you! and the horse you rode in on!" I said.  "Just Fuck you,
Mark!"  I could not
help from grinning, after all, it must have been real funny.  We hung
around for a while and
finished off the last of the sandwiches and then headed back down.  It was
about and hour
from dusk when we got back to the campsite.
  We started a fire and roasted a chicken I had brought.  After supper, we
started banging
beers back, enjoying the cool September evening.  Soon we were well on our
way to a
great buzz and talked about work and congratulated ourselves on a job well
done.  Mark
headed off to piss and I relaxed in my lounge chair, staring up at the
stars.
        "Boy, am I fucked up" Mark said, returning from behind the clump
of trees where he
had taken a piss.  "I can hardly walk."  He made it back to his lounge
chair and plopped
back down in it.  I was sitting next to him, drinking my beer and thinking
what a hunk he
was.
My cock stirred as I allowed myself to take a good look at his body. Mark
was shirtless
and wore a pair of denim shorts which hugged his ass.  My eyes roamed over
his naked
upper body: broad, muscular   shoulders which led down to even more
muscular arms,
large slabs of pecs, each with quarter-sized nipples, his hard, flat
stomach was without a
trace of body hair except for a dark trail which started at his navel and
disappeared into his
shorts.  The term "Adonis" was the best way to describe him.  
    My cock had reached full hardness in my shorts and I felt tingles of
excitement spreading
throughout my body.  I wanted him in the worst way and now was the time. 
"Sometimes
you just have to say
'what the fuck'" I thought to myself.  Then, "OK, here goes nothin."
I screwed up my courage and reached my left hand out and gently rubbed his
right arm,
from the shoulder down the large bicep and then to his hand.  He looked at
my hand as it
passed down his arm and then up to  me.  
    "Why did you do that?" Mark asked, slurring his words a little.
    "I just wanted to, is all.  Can I do it again?"  I couldn't believe
those words came out of
me, but I could not help myself.  My mouth suddenly went dry and I took a
swig from my
beer.
    "I guess its ok.  Go ahead." he replied.  I ran my hand over his arm
again, this time using
a little more pressure.  I could feel the hardness of his muscles under
the skin.  He didn't
say anything this time, just drank from his beer and watched my hand, his
breathing  became
just a fraction more hurried, but I noticed it.  When my hand reached his,
I went back up to
his shoulder and massaged it.  He moved his head to his left and I ran my
fingers up to his
neck and then proceeded down his chest to his right nipple.  Now his
breathing was coming
even faster and I let my fingers gently rub the nipple until it was erect.
 My cock was a rod
of steel in my pants.  After a few seconds, I pulled my hand away and sat
back.                    
     He sat up facing me, took a huge drink from his beer and let  out a
deep sigh, like he had
just decided on something.  "Ok, its my turn." and with that he put his
hand on my arm and
ran it down the length, just as I had done.  His touch sent electric
sparks through my whole
body.   I was also shirtless and after he rubbed my arm from shoulder to
hand, he repeated
what I had done to him. His hand traveled across my shoulder and then down
my chest to
my left nipple and carresed it into hardness.  I felt my cock throb and
then the feeling of
precum oozing out the slit.   He withdrewhis hand.  "Nice body." he said,
softly.
    "Thanks.  Your's is fine, too."  An akward silence fell between us. We
were sitting
facing each other about a foot between us.  We stared into each other's
eyes and then he
broke the gaze and drank from his  beer.  This time it was my turn to
sigh.  I had reached a
decision: it was now or never.  "Would you like to touch me again?"  
    He did not answer immediately, seeming to think of a response. Then he
said,
"Yes...but...." His voice quivered with nervousness.
     "But what?"
    "I...ummm.... have....never.. well, you know." He was looking down at
his feet,
obviously embarrassed.  
    "Had sex?" I asked.
    "No, I have had sex. I'm 19 for gods sake, but...its...just..."
    "You have never done it with a man, right?"
    "Yeah." he said and drank heavily from his beer. 
    "Well then, the question is: do you want to?  I mean if its what you
want, you should try
it.  If not, well thats it." I told him
    "I don't know.  All I do know is that when you touched me, I... liked
it.  Shit, I had a
boner the whole time."
    I smiled at him.  "You had a boner?"
    "Yeah." Now he smiled back at me.
    "I wish I could have seen that!" I said and laughed a small laugh.
"Look, if it makes you
feel better, I got a boner,too.  Infact I still have one.  Want to see
it?" I knew this was it, if
Mark said no, wellok. But if he said yes.....
    Now it was his turn to smile, "Only if its not as long as mine." I
laughed a hearty laugh
and he joined me.  
    "Well, we will just have to find out, now won't we."  I nodded to the
tent.  "Let's go
inside, ok?"            
    "Nick?"
    "Yes?"
    "Be gentle with me, ok?" He had a sly smile on his face.
    "I make no promises." I said, grinning back at him.
    "Oh shit, what did I get myself into?" he replied back, grinning from
ear to ear.  
    "Hopefully, into me." I shot back.  
    "You are sick, you know that? Sick Sick Sick." he said.  I just smiled
and grabbed my
beer.  I also got the lantern we had going and led the way to the tent. 
When we got inside, I
turned the fire down in the lantern so that we wouldn't throw shawdows on
the wall of the
tent but kept just enough light for us to see by.  The tent was one of
those kind that was tall
enough to stand in.  I had brought a large piece of foam rubber to sleep
on.  It was five feet
wide, seven feet long and six inches thick.  I like camping and "roughing
it" but when it
comes to sleeping on a hard ground, count me out.  I took our sleeping
bags and unzipped
them completely so that they were like large blankets.  It gets cold up
here in the mountains
at night and I like being prepared.  I layed the "blankets" on top of each
other on  the foam
rubber mat.  "I'm going to get a fresh beer, you want one,  Nick?"   
    "Yeah, sure."  He left and I completed making the "bed". I thought
about getting
undressed and slipping under the blankets but then I decided it would be
more exciting to
undress in front of Mark.  I knew I wanted to watch him undress, too.  He
came back a few
minutes later  with a cold beer in each hand.  God, he looked fine! even
in the dim  light. 
Mark handed one to me and I popped the top, and so did he. We drank in
unison and then
sat down.             
    "By the way, Mark, I am very discreet about my relationships.  I'm
telling you this so you
will know you won't have to worry about this being the talk of the office.
 Know what I
mean?  I don't "kiss and tell", pardon the cliche." 
    "That's cool.  Thanks." he said and drank from his beer.  
    I knew he was nervous and I also knew it was up to me to make the
first move.  I edged
closer to him and put my hand on his body, just between his pecs.  I then
moved my fingers
across his chest and explored the definition of the muscles there.  Mark's
muscular pecs felt
great and I fantasized coming on them later.  This thought provoked my
dick into hardness. 
He leaned back on his elbows and  let me play with his nipples.  I then
proceeded down
his body to his navel and then across his stomach to the areas on each
side of him. I
glanced down at his crotch and noticed a huge bulge there.  My own  cock
was rock hard,
now.  I lowered my head to him and licked his erect nipples, tracing my
tongue over them
and getting them slick. I then made my way up to his lips and gently
kissed him.  He
surprised me by parting his lips and letting my tongue embrace his.  His
hands then went to
my shoulders and pulled me closer.  I felt my bare chest come in contact
with his bare chest
and moaned deeply into his mouth.  I pressed my hips into him, hoping he
could feel my
hard cock.      
    We layed together like this for a couple of minutes, letting him get
used to being so close
to a man.  Mark got into the moment and ran his hands across my bare back
and grabbed my
ass, pulling my hips harder against his.  I could feel his dick pressing
against mine.  We
ground ourselves together, kissing passionately. 
    I broke away from him and sat up.  Running my hands over his gorgeous
body, I felt him
squirm under me.  Finally, I let my hands wander over his crotch.  His
cock was hard.  I
had to see this!  I unbuttoned his shorts and slowly pulled the zipper
down.  He layed back,
breathing hard.  As the zipper came down, his hard dick was a large bulge
in his briefs.  I
could make out the outline of the cockhead through the cloth.  I lowered
his pants to his
ankles and then off him.  Looking up, I let my eyes take in the sight of
this young hunk laying
in front of me.  Mark's dick throbbed in his briefs, the head pushing
urgently against the
elastic waistband.
    I stood up and Mark watched me as I lowered my hands to my waist.  I
undid the snap of
my shorts and pulled the zipper down.  Letting the shorts drop to my feet,
I tossed them off
into a corner. I stood there in my dark blue briefs, sporting a huge
hardon.  Next, my hands
went to the waistband and I pulled my briefs down slowly, very slowly.  As
my hard prick
became exposed, I looked at Mark and watched his expression as my cock was
revealed to
him.  His eyes widened as he stared at my dick.  My cock stood out long
and full; it bobbed
up and down as it throbbed with the beat of my heart. 
    "Wow, your dick is big."  Mark said.  "I've never seen another man's
erect dick before
now.  Well, except for in fuck movies, but this is the first time I've
seen one for real.  It
looks huge!"
    "Thanks." I said.  "You look like you have a pretty good sized cock,
too.  Stand up and
strip for me."  I layed down as Mark stood up.  He stood at my feet and I
stared at his
crotch.  He started to take off his briefs but then a thought occured to
me.  "Wait, Mark. 
Turn around, I want to see your ass first."  He turned around and stood
before me.  His ass
was round, firm and meaty, the globes of his ass were well defined and I
loved it.  "Nice
ass!" I said and he looked around at me and smiled.  "Take off your briefs
and then turn
around." He bent over and shucked the briefs off.  I groaned with
pleasure.  
    "Like what you see?" he asked.
    "Oh yeah, nice fucking ass, Mark.  You should be proud."  He flexed
his legs making his
asscheeks flex, too.  Fuck!  It was great!  And then he turned around.
    Mark's cock was hard as granite and stood out from his body in  a long
arc.  It looked to
be eight inches in length and as impressive in girth, too.  A long, thick
cock, just waiting for
me suck on.  His nuts hung low and full, covered with curly black hair
which spread
around the base of his dick in a thick bush.  His navel hair met the bush
and that was the
only hair on his body.    
    "Fantastic!" was all I could say.  Mark knelt down on the pallet next
to me and I put my
hand on his cock, pumping the shaft.  A large drop of precum appeared at
the slit and I
licked it off the head. The pearly drop tasted good.  Mark then layed out
on the bed and I
fell on top of him, holding onto his cock and licking the head. I started
to blow him, taking
the head and part of the shaft into my mouth.  I bobbed my head up and
down, licking the
shaft as I did so.  My hands went for his nuts and carressed them, rolling
the balls back and
forth.  Mark groaned and bucked himself into me, panting hard.           
    "Ooooo, that feels good, Nick." he whispered.  "Ahh, yes. Mmmmm." I
tried to give him
the best head I knew how.  I sucked his cock, played with his nuts and
pumped his dick into
my mouth.   His hard cockhead throbbed against my tongue and cheeks, his
nuts bobbed in
my face.  I went wild, taking the shaft totally in me and holding it there
for his pleasure.  I
felt the head enter my throat and flare out, filling my throat to
capasity.  He was grunting
with each thrust into me and then pulled on my hair as I sucked eagerly on
his hard dick. He
began to buck wildly, his breath coming in great gasps and I knew he was
going to shoot
his cream soon.  I continued giving him deep throat until I felt him
shudder.  His body 
eized up and his cock grew to its zenith, filling my mouth with hot,
creamy cockjuice. 
Spurt after spurt shot out of his cock and flowed like liquid candy across
my tongue.  I
tasted his cum.  I drank his cum.  I sucked all of it out of his chunky
nuts and wanted more. 
My hands grabbed his ass in unison with his throbbing cock, urging every
drop out. 
Finally, he was spent.  His cock softened in my mouth and I licked the
shaft clean as he
watched me.  I savored every precious drop.  I ran my hand across  my chin
and licked the
cum off my fingers.                       
    He layed back and his chest heaved up and down.  His head rolled from
side to side as
he rode the last of his orgasm back down to us  mortals back on earth. 
"That was great.  Oh
man, that was great." he kept repeating as he caught his breath.
    I was proud of myself.  I like sucking dick, but sucking his was the
best time I had ever
had.  I wanted to do it again but first I wanted to get behind his fine
ass and fuck him.  I
went up to his  face and kissed him.  Then I licked his neck and earlobes,
driving him wild. 
"I want to fuck you." I whispered in his ear.  
    "Not yet, I'm not ready for that." He whisperd back. Instead, he
pushed me off him and
rolled on top of me.  His head dived down between my legs and took my cock
in his mouth. 
He gently sucked on me, taking care not to scratch with his teeth.  For
his first time, it was
not bad.  I guessed since he had a dick, he knew what he liked and tried
to do the same to
me.   He licked up and down my shaft, taking the head in and sucking as
much of my cock
as he could.  His hands played with my nuts.  I was so turned on my
sucking him and then
catching this fine hunk suck me that I was ready to blow my wad.  I did
not know if he
wanted me to cum in his mouth so I gave him warnings.  "I'm going to cum,
Mark.  Suck my
cock and make me cum." He sucked harder.  "Ok, buddy.  Get ready, I'm
coming.  This is it!
Here I come!"  I expected him to pull off but Mark went at it like a pro. 
I exploded in huge
thrusts in his mouth.  I came and came, sending blast after blast of hot
semen in his beautiful
mouth.   He gagged after a couple of blasts and then pulled my cock out
and let the
remaining spurts come on his lips.  I collapsed, panting hard and
carressing his face as he
sucked the remaining drops from my dick.  
    Afterward, as we layed together under the sleeping bags, Mark took the
oppurtunity to
explore my body.  His hands roamed around my torso, feeling the contours
of my muscles. 
I did the same to  him.  Soon our cocks where hard, pressing against each
other as we layed
face to face.   I gave Mark another blow job, this time taking my time.  I
must have sucked
on his dick for a full hour before he pumped another tasty load down my
throat while my
own cock came in great gobs on his chest.  

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