Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2004 22:43:08 -0800
From: Homer's Odyssey <oremond@earthlink.net>
Subject: a tramp in scotland  - 2

A Tramp in Scotland

Fort William to Glasgow

Hey Dudes, like I told you last time, this is a true story and I lived
every hot moment of it.  I have changed the names of persons and places,
to protect the guilty.  Some place names and organizational names must
stay as they are to make a readable story.  No disrespect is intended
when sex and sexual activity is conducted in some historical Scottish
place.  This is a continuation chapter of a Man to Man sex story and I
think all the dudes were over 18, but who really knows or cares

There are some parts of this story that do not describe protected sex,
but it goes without saying that protected sex is a life or death matter
these days and all sex should be protected with a condom.  Go ahead and
copy or plagiarize this story if you want, there is no copyright.  Who in
hell would want to copyright this?  It is written solely for your
enjoyment, so, go ahead, unzip and get it out.  If you are underage in
your State or area for reading this kind of story, what are you doing
here anyway!   Wait until you are legal and come back and enjoy.

Comments are appreciated and will be answered at "homer's odyssey"
 oremond@earthlink.net    . :Please, no attachments.  I really got bitten
on the Worm.

I do want to acknowledge the encouragement of Lance, Joel, and especially
to Jason for whom the story was written.  Thanks, Dudes.

Here goes!

When I left off in the first chapter,  Hans and I had just finished a hot
session in bed at a hostel in Fort William on the west coast of
Scotland.

I'm Jack, 19 then, 5' 10", 145#, blond hair, brown eyes and 6  1/2 cut.
Hans was a blue eyed, bond giant German stud. He packed an 8 inch
cut cock.

Last night we had finished a hot night of cock rubbing and squeezing and
then spooned when we slept.  When I woke in the morning, I opened my eyes
to look directly into two intense blue eyes about three inches from my
face.  Hans had me clutched closely to his bod (that's cool talk for body
,  for you uncut dudes),  and I felt his hardon pressing my abs.  "Was it
all right for you, last night?" he asked.  "Oh, yes!!" I answered.  Then
he leaned in and kissed me hard.  Despite our morning breath, I loved
it.

"Lets get rid of these piss hardons and do some loving before we have to
leave" he said.  When we got back in the bed, he caressed me and started
playing with my cock.  He fondled and gently pulled my cock a little,in
and out, in and out.  I groaned and reached for his cock again.  Starting
at the base of his shaft, I licked up to the head  Then I sucked it
slowly into my mouth.  At the same time I felt his tight balls, and
brushed his pucker hole with my fingers.  He was writhing and softly
calling "Oh, do it! Do it".  Then he lifted my ass, so he could get his
own mouth on my erection.  He started sucking and licking me off.  I
lasted longer than the night before.  My cock was on fire with pleasure,
but I was crazy with the feel of his tongue licking the head of my cock.
I was trying to do to him what he had been doing to me.  Suddenly, he
cried  "Oh, yes! I'm coming! I'm coming!  Don't stop!  Oh god, don't stop
now!"  We didn't, and we both got a mouthful of cum.  I loved it, but as
with all sex, there is an end and  let down.

We grabbed towels, ran to the showers, where we managed to cram into one
shower stall together and started washing each other.

I couldn't believe it, but we both got hard again.  But, we agreed that
we had to get on the road to Glasgow.  I don't know when or why, but Hans
had decided that he was going where I was going, and that was that.  I
had no real plans so we just took off for where ever.  This time it was
going to be Glasgow.

We dried each other, dressed and took our gear down to check out.  There
was  a pretty good looking dude sitting in one of the lobby chairs and
when he saw us, he grinned and said "You Dudes must have had a great time
last night.  Could I tramp along with you,  and we could make a
threesome.  I'm hot and I like it up the ass!"   He was very cute, but
Hans said "Sorry, Dude, but my lover boy and I are a twosome.  Isn't that
right, lover boy?"

We started hiking for Glasgow and made it half way before we started to
look for a place to spend the night.  We found a stream coming out of a
clump of trees.  It was perfect, secluded and the water tasted good.
(Did I tell you uncut dudes,  that, Scotland has no trespass laws?  As
long as you leave the place as you found it, it is O.K  to .use the
place).

At noon we had picked up some sausage buns and scones along with four
bottles of ale.  We ate and drank until dark and laid out our  sleeping
bags.  I found that I could make the two zippers match on our bags and
zipped them up together.

It was a warm night, so we really didn't  need to get into the bags,
right away.  Instead, we stripped and lay naked on top of the bags.  We
caressed, kissed  and held each other.

An hour or so later, Hans straddled me and started to stroke our cocks
together again.  I loved it and worked on his butt, cock and balls, while
he stroked.  He was so slow and gentle, that I thought we would be doing
it all night.  Something about having my cock pressed against another
cock was so cool and felt so good.  Whenever Hans felt me start to quiver
and about to come, he would stop and press his bod down on mine.  He
would kiss and tongue my mouth.  He used his elbows and knees to keep the
main weight of his bod from crushing me, and moved his butt and cock to
stimulate my own cock.  Then he would sit back straddling me and start
stroking our cocks together again.  "God, it was so good!  Just two naked
bods pressed together with our cocks rubbing against each other."  Hans
worked it so that we shot our loads and came at the same time, and we
were covered in cum.   He licked my belly and chest of all of the cum
that was there and then we kissed and tongued again.  I never had tasted
my cum from anyone's mouth and it drove me crazy to have Hans' and my cum
mixed in our mouths.  God!! It was so fucking good to be naked in Hans'
arms and to have his mouth covering mine.  We sucked face and cum until I
fell asleep.

When I woke next morning, Hans was tight against me and still asleep.  I
watched him for at least a half an hour before he came slowly awake.  He
looked into my eyes and said, as I found out he would say every morning,
"Was it alright for you, last night?"  "Oh, yes!  Oh, yes!  It was
wonderful!  How did I get in the sleeping bag?"  I asked.  He told me it
was easy to unzip the bags and roll me in.  "You had a couple of pints,
so you crashed almost as soon after we  came.  Are you ready for a wash
in the stream?"  "I guess so."  I said.  "But, it will be cold this early
in the morning.  We did the wash, and it was very, very cold.

After drying each other, we got dressed and gathered our gear for the
hike to Glasgow.  On the road we got a ride right away in a lorry with
two construction worker dudes.  They took us to the Glasgow hostel and
would have joined us for a quickie, but Hans was being his protective
self and chilled them off.   The hostel was a lot like the one in Fort
William, but there was no witch on guard in the lobby.  That evening we
ate Indian Curry at a take out around the corner, and each had a pint.
We walked around a bit, but I noticed Hans' shorts tenting, so we found a
public loo  (that's a rest room, if you uncut dudes ever need to go
to take a piss in the British Isles).  We got into a stall together.
Hans had me sit on his now naked thighs and we rubbed cocks again.  When
I was hot and ready to come, I got down on my knees and gave him head.  I
don't know if anyone came in while we were doing it.  Hans was moaning
and saying "Do it!  Oh, do it!  Lover boy!  I need it so bad! You're so
good!  I love you, I love you!   Oh, God!  I'm coming.  I'm coming!"

 I don't know what the laws in Scotland are, but I had the thought, that
we could have spent the next two weeks in goal.  (again uncut dudes, goal
means jail, calaboose or prison.  it's where you run around with your
hands trying to cover your ass hole and keep from falling down.  Remember
the movie "Midnight Express"?)

When we got back to our room at the hostel, Hans undressed me and started
to take care of my raging hardon.  As he was throating me, he stripped
and we got into a 69 position.  His cock was up already, and it didn't
take long for us to shoot our juice together.  We both swallowed all of
the cum and then kissed passionately, sucking the cum from each others
mouths.  We lay together until early in the morning, when I felt his cock
pressing against my groin again.  He whispered in my ear "Are you ready,I
want to rub my cock between your thighs. "Yeah" I whispered, "That sounds
nice!"  He got on top of me, front to front, and slipped his long hard
cock between my thighs.  My cock and balls were pressed against his
belly.  I tightened my thighs and he began humping me like he was fucking
me.  When he came, he asked me if I wanted to do it too.  He rolled over
and I climbed on top to his cum soaked bod and slipped my cock in the
space between his thighs.  I was so far up the space, that I was pushing
in and out, touching his balls and the zone just below his cock.  He was
loving it, and it blew my mind.   I shot and added more cum to the area
between our legs.  Finally, I rolled off and we just slept naked in the
mess that we had made.

That is it for Glasgow, and the next day we headed to Edinborough.

Catch you later Dudes.   Blind Homer