Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2012 16:00:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mr Stretch <rockonmr2010@yahoo.com>
Subject: Surprised By Joel Part 1

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experience of meeting Joel at a camp ground last year. Please do not post
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Surprised By Joel Part 1

I'm a married bi man, age 34. We don't have kids due to infertility issues,
but we have a good relationship. My wife likes to visit her sister on the
west coast every summer, so I take the time to do some camping and fishing
at a state campground about 3 hours north of home. The camp grounds are
clean, safe, and well cared for. The park opens onto some great trails and
rather private lakes/swimming holes where I can enjoy nude sunbathing and
swimming without worry of being caught.

After my first full day at the camp site, I was hot and tired from a long
hike, swim, and fishing excursion. I drank a beer by my tent, then grabbed
my towel and shaving kit to head to the shower room. The camp ground was
not full as it was only mid-week, so I just wore my swim shorts and
strolled up the road to the men's room. It is a nice washroom with row of 5
sinks, 5 urinals (all open), 5 toilet stalls, but best of all, a shower
room with 8 heads and no dividers.

I shaved first, and while I was finishing up, a man about age 25 came in
and took the sink next to me. He brushed his teeth as we made small
talk. He liked the weather, had a few days to himself away from work and
the city, and loved to camp. We chit chatted while I finished my shave. I
dropped my short right there at the sink and he kept his eyes glued on the
reflection of my cock and ass in the mirror. I liked being noticed by this
stud, so I kept talking to him about my hike as I walked to the shower with
nothing but my soap and shampoo and turned on the shower head closest to
him, so we could keep talking. I chubbed up a bit, but not too obviously to
be lewd, but then he said, "I didn't bring my towel, but if you lend me
some soap, I'll join you in the shower."

"No problem?. I've got lots. Come on in," I said.

He was less discreet than me. The moment he turned on the shower next to me
and turned toward me, his eyes glued to my half chub, he started to rise to
full mast. Ah, the beauty of youth? that never ending stamina of sexual
energy. His cock was straining and purple as he reached out for my shampoo
bottle and lathered up his head. He was not the least bit shy or
embarrassed by his sexual excitement and beauty. Well, I thought, game on!
If he's hard, I have no need to hold back.

I took my bar of soap and stroked my cock to its full 7 inch length. I'm
cut, but my mushroom head is large when erect, making my veiny cock look
maliciously big. He kept talking about camping and how private this place
seems to be while I soaped my cock and stared at his 7 inch uncut beauty.

"My name's Joel," he said, reaching out to shake my hand.

"Tim. Nice to meet both of you," I said in reply, winking and pointing
toward his cock.

"Sorry about that, it's got a mind of its own. I love being naked, but
there are not many places in the city where I can be this free. I came here
because I read there where some good places to sun bathe nude if you know
the right trails to the more private ponds."

"Yeah," I said, "there are lots of places around here. I've been coming for
years, but I've always done my nudity solo. If you'd like, you can join me
fishing and swimming tomorrow. There is a good pond on a trail about a 90
minute walk from here."

"I'd love that, Tim, if you wouldn't mind."

I pointed to his cock again, and said, "I wouldn't mind getting to spend a
lot more time with both of you. You've been quite a pleasant surprise,
Joel. I have fooled around when I was younger with a few guys, but since I
got married 10 years ago, I don't do much more than check out some gay/bi
porn, or jerk off at a urinal now and then."

"Well, it's my lucky week. I'm here for 5 more days, and I would love to
help you out however I can. I'm gay, but I have always preferred sex with
married men. It seems you bi guys prefer to make love to your women, but
you really let your animal side out when you fuck a man. I love a man who
can really let loose and be the stud he really is inside. No holding
back. Just raw sexual prowess."

"Fuck, Joel, I'm gonna pop a load right here if you keep talking like
that. Tell you what, let's get out of here. I was gonna grill some fish
tonight and hit the sack. Maybe you could join me?"

"Sure. I'll swing by my tent for some drinks and supplies."

"Sounds great." We shut off or showers and shared my towel. I felt up his
fat cock and balls as I toyed with drying his chest. He in turn took the
towel to dry my legs, squatting down. In seconds, my cock was deep in his
throat as he bobbed and tasted my first glimmers of pre cum. "Hmmmm," he
moaned, as he sucked on my cock. He came up for air and said, "I'd like to
spend lots of time getting to know you two as well."

I stepped into my shorts just as another patron came in to the
bathroom. Joel wrapped the towel around himself and walked out with his
tent visible to me. Laughing, we agreed to meet at my campsite in 10
minutes.

I felt like a kid in a candy store. I never expected to find a male
playmate on this trip. It never occurred to me that there would be other
gay or bi dudes camping here. I went about preparing the fire and
fish. Joel showed up with beer and wine, chips and snacks. We shelled
peanuts by the fire as we fried the fish and ate a slow, satisfying
meal. He had on loose gym shorts with no underwear. I was still just
wearing my swim trunks. We both kept copping feels of each other's junk as
we sipped beers, ate food, and playfully tossed peanuts at each other. It
was like we were old friends. It seemed so natural like we had been close
friends for years.

Finally, Joel broke the ice, saying, "Hey, Tim, any chance of me keeping
warm in your tent tonight? I feel quite a chill in the air."

"You read my mind, Joel. I'm horny as hell, and I'd like to finish what we
started back in the shower."

"Well, before we go in, I have to take a leak. I'm a bit of a piss pig. You
want to join me?"

I've never pissed on a guy before, but I was so horned up, I was open to
try anything. "What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"Well, you don't have any neighbors here? how about you let me drink from
the tap?" said Joel.

He stepped out of his shorts with that uncut beauty at full mast again. He
knelt down in front of me and said, "Ready when you are."

I did have quite a bladder of beer to unleash. I dropped my shorts to my
ankles and stepped out of them. Before letting my boner rise to full
erection, I relaxed to let my piss start its flow. Once I got started, I
had a real gusher of a piss that Joel just leaned in to drink? first just
letting me aim at his open mouth. He swallowed a lot, but could not keep up
to my flow. As I slowed a bit, he closed his mouth over my cock head and
really started to drink and swallow fast. He chugged my last 30 seconds of
piss without spilling a drop. Fuck, I had never done anything like this
before, but I was so horned up by my surprise guest. Joel was opening my
horizons to all kinds of things I had never dreamed of.

"That was fucking delicious," Joel said as he licked his lips and released
my cock from his mouth. "I love recycled beer. Now I need to piss."

I didn't know what to say or do. Was he expecting me to reciprocate? I
enjoyed feeding him my piss, but I wasn't sure I was willing to drink
his. He just stood up, smiled at me, and started pissing on our camp
fire. I just watched as he played with his flow, almost writing in cursive
as he swayed his hips to move his stream. It was beautiful, like a dance
watching him playfully spray his piss on the flames, causing smoke and a
slightly rancid stench to rise from the fire. I snuggled up behind him, my
boner in his butt crack as he pushed back onto my cock and said, "I want to
get up close and personal with this fucker tonight."

"My pleasure," I said. "What do you have in mind?"

We made our way into the tent. He opened a bag he had brought with
him. Inside was a pump bottle of lube, some poppers, and various cock
rings. Joel put a tight leather cock harness around his balls and cock,
then asked me if I would like to wear one.



"I've never used one before," I said.

"Well, they are better than Viagra. Keeps you hard for hours, even after
you cum. Let me put one on you." He slipped a tight rubber ring over my
balls, then squeezed my dick almost to the point of making it soft before
he pushed my cock head through the ring. It was a little painful getting it
on in my aroused state, but once my balls and cock were settled in, I was
bone hard like a teenager. I felt like a teenager getting laid for the
first time. Joel was so comfortable and confident, I felt like putty in his
hands, and yet, I felt like I was the alpha male, like I was the one in
control.

Joel seemed to be satisfied with pleasing me and my needs by submitting to
me. Letting me piss on him. Toweling me off while squatting, and sucking
me. He seemed so submissive. Maybe it was his comment about bi men being
more animalistic with men than when we are with our women, but I was like a
stallion with a mare in heat. He wanted to explore me, my cock, and my
body, and I was going to give him the ride of his life.

He was still kneeling before me in my newly fastened cock ring. He started
lick my nuts which I had just shaved the day before, in the same shower
where we met. (No one interrupted me during my first day shower, so I took
advantage of the privacy to man scape my ass, nuts, and cock. I love that
freshly shaved feeling, especially when I get time like this week to nude
sun bathe and jack off a lot in the sunshine).

"I would love to help you shave next time," Joel said.

"Sure, I'll need to do it again in a day or two. It is always so hard to
get my balls and ass really smooth."

"If you like shaved men, you can shave me tomorrow when we go swimming. I
love being shaved clean when I tan."

"Great, I'll bring the shaving kit tomorrow. But for now, I was hoping
you'd let me taste that hot fucking ass of yours, Joel."

"I thought you'd never ask," he said with a lusty smile.

He got down on all fours and wiggled his sexy butt at me. I got down right
behind him and dove in like a hungry dog looking for a bone. His ass tasted
sweet and manly, so I pushed my tongue deep inside him, and I was so
surprised at his body's response. First, his moan was deep and passionate,
like I had just released a huge stress tension from his body. He pushed
back very slightly, but very deliberately onto my tongue, like he was a cat
in heat, fucking his boy pussy on my tongue. The arch of his back, the moan
of his voice, the pre cum dripping down from his foreskin were all I needed
to know this man was mine however I wanted to take him.

I haven't fucked a guy for over ten years, since college. I didn't even
bring condoms with me as I had no idea this might happen. I asked Joel if
he had a condom.

"I know you might not believe this, but I am clean. My last lover and I
always used condoms, but I really want you to fuck me raw. I love cum. Will
you please just fuck me? I don't have condoms, but I promise you I'm not
going to give you any surprise diseases. I've been tested recently."

I don't know why, maybe the lust of the moment, maybe the total insanity of
this chance meeting such a great stud, but I believed him. I couldn't hold
back. I spit deep into his ass, lubed my cock with his lube, and let him
gently push back on my cock head until I was inside his warm, moist,
fucking tight man cunt.

Fuck My Life! I was in stud heaven. He rested for only a few moments while
his ass adjusted to my intruding cock. Then, he started that same moaning
and subtle pushing back action like he had done to my tongue. I held still,
my cock so hard with the awesome feeling cock ring. Then I felt it. I knew
my cock head was rubbing deep inside him, rubbing his prostate, taking
Joel's sexual feelings to a whole new level. He was like a bitch in heat. I
was riding this bitch like a stallion. Yes, I was an animal. Enough waiting
for him to adjust, to get comfortable. As I pushed in, he would tighten his
ass ring and clench hard on my cock. It was sending amazing feelings
through my cock and whole body.  I held his hips with my hands and started
fucking him like a bull. Joel never stopped thrusting back to match and
meet my drive into his fuck hole. My cock was so hard, so long, so purple
with lust. I pulled back, leaving just the tip of my cock in his outer ass
ring, then I'd drive in fast to the hilt as he pushed back to meet my balls
slapping his balls. A few times, I would pull all the way out, to tease
him, and he'd verbally cry out like he was lost or wounded without my cock
in him. I would slap his ass a few times with my hands and slide my cock up
and down his crack, before giving in to his lust and reentering him.

Joel was right. He knew how to fuck a man in a primal, animalistic way. No
talking, no begging with words, but a body in tune with my body, like our
minds were joined, like his whole purpose was to make me and my cock
happy. He sensed my rising orgasm as he pounded back hard on my cock and
squeezed tight with his asshole's incredibly strong clench, as I shot the
biggest fucking load of my life deep into Joel's man pussy. I was panting,
out of breath, drenched in sweat as I collapsed on top of Joel. I reached
below him to discover he shot off on my sleeping bag and was drenched all
over his belly with his own cum. I did not want to pull out. I wanted to
sleep this way. Joel caught his breath before me and said, "Nice work, Tim,
but I'm a total cum hound. If you don't mind retrieving some of this cum
for me, I'd love to eat it from your mouth."

I assumed he meant the cum on his belly, so he rolled onto his back when I
pulled out of his ass, and then I started licking up his pool of cum from
his skin and the sleeping bag. Our first kiss was after I fucked him and
had a mouthful of his cum. His tongue was sweet and delicious. He was a
gentle yet passionate kisser as he enjoyed my gift of his seed. He
swallowed and said, "Now I need your seed."

I was not sure what he wanted. He told me to lay down on my back. He
squatted over my face, and bent to to clean up my cock with his mouth, and
I started to deep tongue rim him. He was amazing at clenching and
controlling his anus, feeding me back my cum first a few drops at a time,
seeping out, but then to my surprise, and large amount slipped out fast. I
had to suction my lips wide around this hole to catch it all. "Don't you
swallow that yet!" Joel warned me. He got off of me, laid down beside me as
we began a passionate kiss. We swapped my felched back cum between us for a
few minutes. It tasted amazing, not just like cum, but manly and mixed with
his sweat and ass juices. I was becoming a cum pig too. Finally, he
swallowed most of it, so I swallowed what little he let me keep. Why should
he get all the treats?

"Joel, that was the most amazing sex I've ever had. Look, I'm still totally
hard!"

"Well, I'm not ready to quit yet. This going to be a great week."

We started to spoon, me behind him, feeling is sexy nipple with my hands,
him humping back on my cock with that sexy ass. "Fuck me again," he
said. Who was I to object. This time, I was able to go slower, really savor
the long slow fuck. I knew it would take longer for me to cum, but he was
so skilled at adjusting his ass to rub his prostate just right. I could
tell when I was on it, because his moans were more guttural, more urgent,
like his life support depended on my fucking his anal nerve button.

We took our time, sometimes just little short thrusts, sometimes long
dicking him. He never resisted my urges or needs. After about 30 minutes,
the tent was a steaming hot scene of man sex, testosterone, semen and
sweat. I was soaked. He let me grab his cock, stroke him to that edge, and
then he pulled hard on his own nuts as I brought him to orgasm. His spasm
during orgasm was too much for me. I shot off like a fire hose, deep in his
man cunt. I was breeding this man bitch for the second time in an hour. I
haven't felt this sexually fulfilled ever, even in my teenage lust years!

We stayed entwined, me feeding him his load off my fingers, but I kept a
few tastes of his seed for myself. I was only slightly less erect, still
spooning him, still inside his ass. I knew sleep would come soon if we just
stayed cuddled like this, but my beer bladder was full, and I knew I'd need
to leave this safe haven of warm pleasure inside his ass. He sensed my
urge, like he was reading my mind. "You need to take a leak, Tim?"

"Yeah, but I don't want to pull out yet. Your silky ass feels to warm and
wet. I just want to lay here as long as I can."

"Hey, just relax. I told you I am a piss pig. I would love an enema right
from the tap, dude."

"I don't think I can relax enough to piss through my hard cock."

"Shhh? don't talk. Don't think about it. Just lay here and rest. It will
flow if you just let it happen."

We laid there in silence for a good five minutes. I was playing with his
foreskin, which I found totally fascinating. I've seen uncut guys before,
but never touched or sucked one. When I would retract the skin fully, he
would moan slightly, but his foreskin was pretty tight in his hardened
condition. "I think I want to explore your foreskin with my tongue tomorrow
in the day light. It feels like silk."

"Well, if you're lucky, I'll leave it a little funky with piss and cum to
give you an extra treat," Joel said.

My bladder was at bursting point. I was distracted enough by his foreskin
that I relaxed enough for the flow to begin. He felt it immediately. He
inhaled deeply and said, "Oh, Tim, fill me with your piss man. Oh fuck,
your cum and piss inside me feels so great! I can't wait to taste that!"

I just tilted my hips up a little, giving my bladder and cock a better
position to release. I was really going steady now, with no signs of a
leak. Joel was an expert at ass control! His stomach, which was lean and
trim, began to show signs of distending. He had a good few quarts of piss
inside his bowels. I could feel my piss come to a trickle, then end. "Do
you need me to pull out?" I asked?

"Not yet, man. Let's go slow. I want to enjoy this full feeling for a
minute. Can I squat over your cooler when you pull out? I'd love to taste
of of your cum and piss missed with my ass funk."

"Sure, but if you straddle my face again, I'd like to feed you some from my
mouth if that's okay."

"Fuckin' A man! You're almost as pervy as me, Tim!"

"I have a good teacher I guess. Fuck you're hot. Tell me how it feels being
filled with my cum and lots of beer piss."

"Words can not express what I slut I am for your man juices, Tim. I was
made for this. I want it to last, because I know I'll feel really empty and
needy once you pull out and I release it."

"Well, we've got 5 days? I can see me leaving your ass alone for long."

"Well that's good news.  Okay, ease out slowly. I don't want to get too
much piss on your sleeping bag."

"That's the lease of our worries now, Joel. This place smells like a cum
filled urinal. Kind of erotic actually!"

I wasn't soft yet, but soft enough to easy out pretty gracefully. My cock
reeked of piss and cum. Joel scooted around pretty quickly with his ass in
the air to clean my cock. "You don't miss a drop, do you Joel?" I said as
he slurped and sucked up my juices, licking my shaft and balls clean.

"Waste not, want not, I always say," as he giggled. I reached for the
cooler before I laid back down on my back.

"So squat on my face first. When I can't take any more, you can move to the
cooler, Joel."

"Sounds like a great plan, Tim." He was hovering his ass hole over my open
mouth in no time. He let a slow trickle of piss enter my mouth. I made a
wide suction latch over his whole anus, locking the seal between us. I had
to breathe through my nose to swallow as he let my piss out. I could
actually feel the different texture and taste of my cum mixed with the
urine and ass juices. Fuck, what have I been missing out on all my life, I
thought. Joel taste heavenly.

Finally, I was having a tough time keeping up with his offering. I tapped
his thigh, so he rose up and used the cooler as a stool. Then he unleashed
a rush of piss and come like an urgent bowel movement. It made me realize
how gentle he was being with me as this toilet mouth.

He barely finished eliminating when he asked for a cup. I found a mug in my
gear. He scooped up a full cup of my piss and cum blend, and said, "Cheers?
to a good time for the next 5 days!"

"Cheers!" I said. He raised the mug to his lips and chugged. Then, he
leaned in for a kiss and fed about half of it back to me. Our tongues were
urgently exploring each other again as we swapped the piss and cum,
gradually swallowing a bit at a time.

"Should I empty the rest outside," Joel asked?

"No, I like how our sex smells. Lets sleep with the cooler in here. If you
have to piss in the night, we can use it as our bedpan."



"I like the way you operate, man." Joel curled up in my arms, and in
minutes, we fell asleep exhausted, wearing only our cock rings.

Tomorrow is going to be an awesome day!

The end of part 1.

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