Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2014 21:47:41 +0000 From: Nice Guy Subject: Highland Flings 6 This story is a work of fiction, with some bases in reality, (how else does a good author create a story!) but any names, dates and locations have no basis in reality. Thank you to everyone for your brilliant comments and constructive critiques. I very much appreciate them. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Highland Flings 6 Day 2: I woke up at around 8 am, forced from one of the most pleasant dreams I had had in a while, by the sound of a bugle. I could hear Aidan getting up beside me, and turned to come face to face with his extremely distended trousers. I giggled. "Serious case of morning wood there, buddy boy!" I smiled. Aidan just rubbed sleep from his eyes and looked down. "Oh yeah..." he said, rubbing and scratching himself "Come on, we'd better go and see what the fanfare's all about". I concurred, rolled over and off the bed and pulled on last night's trousers with a new t-shirt. We then bothI then opened the door and did my most ridiculous posh Etonian voice: "After you sir!". Aidan just laughed and walked out. I then pulled the door shut behind me and ran with Aidan along the dirt track. This time, we managed to get there before too many other people, and we took our place near the front of the hall. After a few minutes, the rest of the bleary-eyed brigade appeared and shuffled into their places. Mr Curtis then appeared and told us all our activities for the day. I registered that Cameron, Como, Aidan and I were all rostered together for zip-lining. I had heard from other people that, although it was brilliant going down, there was a two-mile walk back up to the top. It is still apparently, totally worth it. I was excited and, by the look on his face, so was Aidan. We all wolfed down breakfast, ran back to our cabins to get changed and then met at the foot of the hill we were going to zipline down. Thankfully, people were over-exaggerating when they said it was two miles. We then got our gear on and started for the top. The path wound through a forest, but it was well trodden and signposted. We got to the top of the hill and paired off to go down together. Cameron and I, being the complete dare-devils we are, volunteered to go first. I had my old camera with me and was looking forward to taking some action shots on the way down. We stood at the top of the structure, hooked up, looked at each other nervously, then just burst out laughing. I decided to make it even better. I started recording, did my best Tarzan impression, much to the amusement of Cameron and everyone else down below, and jumped off. The feeling was exhilarating. The wind grabbed at my hair and went up my nose. The harness chafed slightly around my mound and tightened the front of my trousers to the point that it began to rub against my cock. Being the horny almost-teen I was, I immediately popped a boner. I decided to have some fun with Cameron, so I pointed the camera at some interesting bit of forest and turned to him. I caught his eye and grabbed my crotch. He looked down, started laughing maniacally and grabbed his as well. I noticed that we were nearing the end of the zipline and tilted my head towards Cameron. He looked and pulled his hand off his crotch, still with the massive grin on his face. The attendants at the bottom unhooked us and told us to turn right and follow the signs, completely oblivious to the little show we had put on. Still buzzing on adrenaline, we started running up the hill. After about 5 minutes, we both stopped for a few seconds. It seemed the same dirty thought crossed his mind at the same time as mine. We looked at each other, exchanged sly grins, and I took his slightly muddied hand in mine. Just his touch sent shivers down my spine and set my adrenaline pumping again. I gently tugged him off the path and we both walked, hand in hand, to an extremely secluded stream we spotted on the way up. We found a spot that was completely shielded from view from both the zip-line and the path and sat down, still hand in hand. The sun shone, there was hardly a cloud in the sky. We had managed to find the most beautiful spot in the area without even trying! This was the first time we had been alone together since we had become boyfriends. To be honest, I was nervous. There was a question I wanted to ask him, but I hadn't yet had a chance to ask himco. I was nervous, but after a few moments, I thought "What do I have to lose?" so I said "Cameron?" "Hmm?" he replied, still staring into space. "Why do you want to be my boyfriend?" I asked in a wavering voice. "What do you mean?" he said, looking at me with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. "Well, it's me!" I countered. "Why would you want to be with me?". Cameron's expression softened. He shifted closer towards me and held out his arms. At that moment, the feelings inside me were so overwhelming that I broke down completely into his arms. He just held me tight against him while my body heaved with sobs. After a few seconds, he kissed the top of my head and started speaking in the most soothing tone I ever thought possible. "Hey... Why wouldn't I want to be with you? You are the most kind, caring and gentle person I know. There is a reason I'm your best friend!" I started laughing through my sobs. "Besides, I've known you've had feelings for me for ages" I looked up at him "Really?" I heaved. "It's not like you tried to hide it! I've seen you checking me out before, but I wasn't completely sure you were interested until yesterday when you shoved your cock down my throat!" Cameron laughed. I looked at him, blinking tears out of my eyes, and realised why I was his best friend too. "You are the most compassionate person I know. You always know how to make me feel better!" I exclaimed. It was true. Cameron had helped me through so much. A myriad of fights, bullies and the occasional messed up feelings about someone. He handled it all with compassion, sympathy, discretion and a shoulder to cry on when I needed it. He was the person I trusted with everything and I was the person he trusted with everything too. I realised this was more than just friendship. This was love. A love based on friendship, the strongest of all loves. I think Cameron came to the same conclusions as me, because he leaned towards my ear, and whispered "I love you man". I looked into the pool of his green-blue eyes and whispered "I love you too Cameron, more than anything". I then closed the tiny distance between us and pulled him even closer. I ended up lying on my side, my legs intertwined in his, my arms wrapped around his back, and my lips planted right on his. This was not a kiss of passion, nor of lust, but a kiss of tenderness. A kiss of yearning and release. The hundreds of emotions crashed through my synapses, intensifying the kiss a thousand-fold. Cameron's hand went for the back of my head to pull me even closer to him. Feeling naughty, I took my hand from Cameron's side and placed it on his crotch. I pulled away from him, asking for permission. He just smiled and said "Really?". I nodded and pulled up his shirt to expose his heaving tummy and placed my lips on his belly button. He squirmed under my ministrations and began to moan pretty loudly. I placed my hand over his mouth to try and keep him quiet. He took the hint, pulled my hand off and said "Grant...please" I, of course, obliged. I unzipped the fly of his trousers and rooted around in his crotch for a bit until I managed to poke the shaft of his dick through his boxers. I then, just to tease him a little more, I started licking at the base of his shaft. The veins in his cock started to pulse and he started whimpering, quietly though. I decided to put him out of his misery, so I pulled back his foreskin and devoured his twitching cock into my warm cavernous mouth. Not knowing much, but taking my cue from last night, I sucked lightly whilst exploring every inch of his member with my tongue, committing every ridge and detail to memory. Cammy's moans became higher-pitched and more frantic, but I was too focused and charged to chastise him. His cock was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted, and I was determined to get it's treasure, so I began to suck harder while bobbing my head up and down. Cammy responded by placing his hand on my head and forcing his dick ever deeper into my mouth, but, like the practiced cocksucker I yearned to be, I relaxed my throat and placed my hand at the base of his cock to jack him to climax quickly, since, even in the sexual haze, I realised we would still be missed. I redoubled my efforts and, within 30 seconds, I felt him begin to hump himself to climax, so I began licking his pee-slit, not wanting to miss a drop and began jacking him even quicker. In no time at all, his cock exploded in 2 huge strings of batter. I tried to swallow it all, but some inevitably dribbled out of the side of my mouth. Cameron pulled me off of his now super-sensitive cock and placed his mouth on mine, sucking his seed out of my mouth. Afer he had recovered from his post-orgasmic bliss, he took me off his mouth and panted "Wow, that was hot". "Yes it was" a voice shouted from afar. ------------------------------------------------------------------- End Of Chapter 6 Any comments/constructive critisism to niceguy0398@gmail.com