Date: Mon, 25 Jun 2018 18:01:59 -0500
From: CS
Subject: Straight Man's Gorge Trip Chapter 1

It was shortly after my divorce and a real low point in my life. I was
battling depression and in need of an escape when an acquaintance of mine
named Grant asked me if I'd like to go camping with him. I didn't know him
well, but at the time I didn't care. He promised a weekend full of drinking
and campfires in the middle of the woods far from my problems. So I
accepted.


Grant was a nice enough guy. He picked me up in his truck and we headed off
to Red River Gorge. He brought everything we would need. All I had to bring
was my sleeping bag and a bottle of bourbon. The place was beautiful. We
traveled through a pitch black tunnel and on the other side it was like
entering a completely different world. It was breathtaking.


We hiked in about three miles and then made camp. I was exhausted and
dripping sweat. I threw off my clothes and washed off in the river then put
on some shorts and found a lot to sit on while I drank. We didn't talk
much. Mostly just drank and enjoyed the scenery. Several drinks in I
decided it was time to hit the hay. It was a four man tent so we had plenty
of room to both sprawl out.


I should preface this next part by saying that I'm completely straight. I
was married to a woman for several years and had never been with a man in
any sense of the word. I hadn't had sex in months and was horny as hell.
When I thought Grant was asleep I slowly rolled back my sleeping bag and
pulled my dick out of my shorts and started stroking it. It always takes a
lot for me to get off. Unlike most guys it can take me an hour to get off.
It made it harder since I was trying to be quiet. I closed my eyes and
tried to focus. Picturing Ava Addams, my favorite pornstar. I started to
get in a groove when I felt a hand on my hip. I sat straight up and pulled
my shorts over my throbbing cock, but Grant stopped me. He didn't say
anything he just put his hand on my chest and gently pushed me back down
onto my pillow. Then he ran his hand down my shorts and grabbed hold of my
dick. I reached down to protest, but again he gently pushed me away. Next
thing I knew he was pulling my cock out of my shorts and gently stroking
it. It felt amazing. I felt ashamed but just closed my eyes and tried to
relax. I heard the cap of a bottle popping off and felt him squirt some
lube on my dick and the stroking resumed. It felt even better. I'd honestly
never felt anything so incredible. And he stroked it soooo slowly. I
couldn't believe how hard I was from this. I'd never been attracted to a
man and still wasn't, but physically this felt amazing.


I couldn't see Grant because it was so dark, but from his movements it
seemed like he was stroking his own cock as well. That realization didn't
make me as uncomfortable as I would have expected. And from the sounds he
was making it seemed like it didn't take him nearly as long to get off as
it did me. It sounded like he was close to cumming.


Suddenly the stroking stopped. Grant shifted up onto his knees and I could
hear him stroking his cock right next to my face. I went to turn away then
I felt his hand on the back of my head. He gently pushed my head into him
burying his cock in my mouth. I tried to resist, but he kept steady
pressure on my head and told me to relax. I couldn't. I was panicking. Then
he placed a little bottle under my nose and told me to inhale. He called
them "poppers" and even though I never do drugs, I decided to inhale. I
figured anything would be better than being forced to suck this guy's dick.
I immediately felt a little lightheaded and dreamy. I was completely
relaxed. I hardly registered the thick cock that was slowly sliding in and
out of my mouth. I didn't have a care in the world. I felt Grant's hand on
my cock again and he resumed stroking me while I worked my tongue back and
forth on his. He did most of the work sliding his cock in and out of me. I
just closed my eyes and accepted the face fucking. Although it was more
like lovemaking than fucking. He was incredibly gentle and passionate in
his thrusts.


I could feel my load starting to build up and was close to climaxing. Then
I noticed Grant's cock getting harder and starting to throb. I did NOT want
him to cum in my mouth and started to panic again. Then he was there again
with the poppers telling me to inhale deep. I did and immediately relaxed
once more. Then I felt it. Grant grabbed the back of my head and buried his
cock deep in my mouth. He let out a groan and I felt his cock start to
throb as he shot his load inside me. Pulse after pulse from his dick shot
more and more of his huge load into my mouth. It felt like it went on
forever. More pulsing and more cum shot down my throat. Finally he pulled
his cock out of me and he leaned down to start kissing me. I hardly even
registered what was happening when my own cock started to throb. The first
shot of my load was so powerful it landed on his cheek as he was kissing me
and the rest shot onto my chest and stomach. I had never shot so hard in my
life. I immediately felt self conscious and ashamed and so I pulled back
from him and rolled over onto my side to go to sleep. We didn't say a word
the rest of the night. I would like to remain anonymous in this post.