Date: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 21:16:59 -0700
From: borischen <borischen@zoho.com>
Subject: camping in kentucky chap 4

Chapter 4.

Around 3pm I was hungry and thirsty. We decided to hike back to the stream
for water then cook our dinners. We had a great day, I was ready to pull
out my earplugs and be done with them.

As far as I was concerned I was done shooting for the weekend. Three boxes,
twenty dollars a box. My rifle was sighted-in and so was my eye and right
arm. All was well. I think the biggest part I accomplished was learning how
to hold and fire the rifle so the existing sight settings were spot-on. And
it was nice to know my rifle got a good cleaning before it got stored again
for who knows how long.

We got our camping filters and water bottles then took off hiking towards
the stream about half a mile away. First you walk across the rest of the
valley to the east, then up a hill, maybe a hundred feet up, then down the
other side, maybe a hundred thirty feet. I shoulda brought my handheld
GPS. My cell was back in his truck still since we were miles from cell
coverage.

The path is somewhat overgrown but still easy to see. You can tell lots of
shoes have hiked this trail before.

"Is this the trail your uncle uses to come back here?" I asked Lee.

"Yep. He drove the tractor back here years ago and mowed it flat, which is
why it's as wide as it is today, but you gotta watch for rocks sticking
up. I think he spent an entire summer workin on it for us. If you follow
the creek downstream is goes right near his place on the main road." Lee
answered sounding proud of his uncle's accomplishment. Lee hiked in the
lead, I followed about ten feet behind mostly watching the trail for huge
rocks, I didn't want a twisted ankle back here.

I noticed the sun was getting lower. When we reached the top of the hill,
the rest of the trail was much easier and less rocky than the valley
side. In no time at all we were back by the stream.

We had different water filters but both worked basically the same, mine
pumped, his cranked. You pull off the two caps, stick the hose in the jug,
the other end of the filter in the stream and start pumping.

I got to my knees in the sand by the stream to make it easy. Pull, push,
pull, push as each slide pumped about six ounces of water into my flexible
water container. Then I noticed Lee was taking off his clothes again but I
pretended not to notice.

His jeans hung on a branch with his t-shirt on top, then off came the boots
and socks. He stepped into the middle of the stream, stepping lightly on
the slick rocky bottom. It looked cold judging by his slowly contracting
nipples.

He seemed to be looking for a particular spot, then suddenly splashed his
hands in the water and sank up to his knees as a natural pool almost made
him fall. But it didn't matter because he lowered to a crouched position
then carefully laid down on the water and floated on his back.

"Wow! This feels great, you should join me!" Lee shouted at me, probably
since his ears were under water.

I smiled and watched. Looked like his dick also shrunk in the cool stream
water down to just a point aiming at the sky.  He smiled and laughed while
I stared at his body as I pumped the remaining few ounces into my second
gallon jug.

Next I pulled my stuff from the water, emptied the pump and replaced the
caps. Just to be a nice guy I took his rig and started to fill his bottle
with his gear, which worked same as mine.

It took about another five minutes of cranking to fill his container while
he floated in the stream with a smile, his eyes closed. I had both pumps
and water jugs sitting by the path ready for the long march back.

Then Lee noticed I was pacing around looking bored so he decided to climb
out of the water, much to my surprise he wasn't muddy, except his feet a
little. A few swishes in the water and he was mostly free of mud.

Lee grabbed his clothes, put on his socks and boots, tossed his jeans and
shirt over his shoulder, then the water and filter taking the lead in our
return hike.

I was mostly watching his face as he walked past me back across the field
to the base of the hill. You could see his entire butt through his soaking
wet white undies, which is when I noticed what sort of looked like a large
black leaf on the back of his leg.

"Hey Lee, hold up a second." I said.

He halted his march and turned around, then I stepped up close behind him,
put my hand on his wet cold shoulder to twist him back around.

What I thought was a leaf turned out to be a huge leech instead feeding on
the back of his thigh. I asked if he wanted me to remove it, Lee sort of
freaked out and started to squirm. I got to my knees on the path trying to
tell which end was the head.

I put my hand on his hip and gently picked at the worm, determined the head
was on the up-end and peeled the leech gently off his leg. Doing this
slowly and carefully I noticed what looked like others under his soaking
wet underwear but I kept quiet briefly.

Gently the leech let go, leaving a slight dripping of blood and what looked
like an oval abrasion on the back of his leg with three small spots. I
tossed it into the weeds.

"Hang on man, I think there's more of them under your shorts."

"Oh holy fuck, I hate those blood suckers!"

I gently pulled back the waistband of his undies, the only clothes he had
on above the knees and saw two more, just as big as the first one, about as
long as my pinky finger, black, shiny, and slimy.

I gently slid his undies halfway to his knees, butt facing me while he
stood there trembling with his arms folded tightly over his chest, hands
over his eyes.

"I can't see `em I'll pass out at the sight of blood!"

"Not a problem, I got this."

I gently found the tail on the second one and started pulling it off his
slightly furry right butt cheek, it took a little more pulling but it still
felt stuck. I got out my lighter and adjusted the flame down, propped the
ass end of the leech out away from his butt with my finger and held a tiny
flame to it's end which did the trick, it let go immediately and fell to
the trail. Next came the other one, the third leech. The lighter worked
same way.

Lee still had his hands over his face hiding his eyes, arms folded over his
chest, he looked pale and shaky.

"You okay man?"

"I feel sick."

"We should check for more, want me to look for you?"

"Hell yes, I don't care, I just can't watch, look everywhere." He said with
his voice muffled by his hands over his face, eyes still shut tightly shut
acting sort of childish I thought.

Taking the role of an older brother to a scared big kid I stood-up lifting
his left arm to check out his arm pit, nothing there. Next I did the other
side. He kind of rocked side to side spreading his feet far apart as if he
knew where I was going next.

Now I slowly moved to in front of him, pulled his underwear away from his
knees where it got hung up to check the inside for more, but there were
none to be seen.

"I'm gonna touch you in your private parts, okay?"

"I don't give a shit just get those bloody things off me!"

I inspected his belly button by pressing next to it on three sides to
spread it open wide after turning him to face towards the sun and found
nothing inside it, then down to his crotch I gently grasped his penis and
lifted it to look at the bottom side, he was no longer shrunk to a pointed
stub, being out in the very warm air had mostly un-pruned his skin.

Then I looked at the sides of his nutsack but saw nothing so I turned him
around. From behind I inspected the back of his nuts and saw a fourth one,
not as big as the others.

"Uhh Lee, there's one last one by your leg but I gotta raise your balls up
to get to it, izat okay?"

"Yes!" He shouted still covering his eyes.

"Am I bleeding?"

"Wait a second until I get this last one off."

I looked at the situation and decided to do this from the front since his
nuts seemed to hang lower since he warmed up, so from the front I got to my
knees then picked up his dick and nutsack pressing them into this lower
stomach and found the tail end of the leech and started to slowly pull it
off.

Like the previous two it didn't come off without a struggle, but I only had
one hand and there was no way I could use the lighter under his nuts so I
kept up steady pressure pulling, stretching the leech from the back side of
his nut sack with one hand while the other pressed his dick and nuts up
against his belly, my little pinky finger almost right next to his belly
button hole.

I pulled, it stretched more and more. Finally a drop of blood appeared near
the head, then another, then it peeled off. I tossed it hard against a rock
near the trail where it landed with a bloody splat, slowly contracting back
to it's original size but now looking rather dead.

I stayed there a bit watching to see if he was going to bleed more or stop
right away like the other three. Seconds later it stopped and the `crisis'
was over.

Slowly I lowered his nutsack and dick, which had grown some in my hand. I
stood up putting one hand on his shoulder.

"It's over, safe to look now, but if you don't want to see any blood you
might want to stick your underwear in a jeans pocket camp instead of
putting it back on."

He looked down briefly, then back at the sky and looked rather pale and
scared. With his legs Lee stepped out of his underwear, I reached down for
them and tossed them onto his jeans on the ground.

After a few moments to regain his composure he picked up his stuff and
started walking towards the base of the hill. We didn't talk much on the
way back, I thought he was very embarrassed by his blood phobia. I mean
what guy wouldn't get freaked by a huge leech on his nuts! He didn't seem
to be bothered by his nude hike back to camp.

I figured he's been playing in these woods since he was a child, it might
not be the first time he was nude back here! Boys will be boys.

I had the pleasure of watching his ass cheeks jiggle as we hiked up the
hill then down the other side and into our camp.

At camp he hung his undies on a branch, went into his tent to get some old
gym shorts he probably sleeps in and brought them to me.

"You do me a huge favor?"

"Sure! What?"

"Can you check those sites again to make sure they're okay and not
bleeding?"

"Yeah, turn around."

Lee stepped in closer and turned his back to me, still naked. I looked at
all the bites, they were all clotted off and only looked like small oval
burns or scrapes. Everything looked fine.

"Okay, one more if you want me to check?"

Without speaking he turned his front to me but kept his stare off in the
distance towards the furthest shooting target site.

I lifted his nuts and dick with my hand pressing them against his belly and
checked the spot on the back of his nuts, which looked just like the
others. No red blood, no signs of a weird infection, just simple leech bite
marks.

He looked down with a scared expression, as I slowly released his nutsack
and dick, which had grown more to half boner status, but he didn't seem to
care. I was starting to get a little bit hard myself.

Without saying anything I quickly turned towards the log sofa near my tent
and went to sit down and cross my legs to hide my growing problem.

Before today I always pictured Lee being a rough and tumble hillbilly guy,
now he seemed somewhat immature, sort of changed my entire perception of
him. I wondered how he felt about me grabbing his junk like that, but his
silence and fear was all I had to go by, except his semi-boner.

He sat right across from me on one of the big rocks that circled the fire
pit, legs spread wide, still nude. "You mind helping me light the last of
our firewood?"

"Sure!" I replied popping up to my feet, fishing my lighter back out, while
he took off in search of kindling, leaves, sticks, and some dried moss and
weeds. I pulled the remainder of the logs into the pit with the smaller
sections near the middle, Lee returned with a pile of dead brown stuff in
his hands held out in front of him. I noticed his nipples were back to full
size again and his dick was dangling limp but not entirely shrunk yet.

I started to light the stuff while he went to get his shorts and pull them
up to his hips. It was warm out. I was hungry and thirsty. I think Lee was
too.

"We gonna make dinner soon?" I asked as he walked up to me with his hands
in his waistband adjusting the position of his shorts so they hung just
right.

"Huh?" He replied.

"Supper soon?"

"Yeah, I'm starved. Go ahead and start your stuff, I'm gonna wait a little
bit until my stomach settles down more.

"You really do get freaked out by blood, or was it the leeches?"

"Oh no, it's the blood. Every time I get my blood checked at the doctor's
office they always have me lay on the exam table cause I pass out every
time I see my own blood, not so much with other peoples blood."

"Hmmm. I heard of it before but I never seen someone do like that. Probably
would not have been good for you to pass out in the woods so far from help
if you fainted, fell and smashed your head on the rocks."

"Exactly." Lee smiled knowing I understood why he hid his eyes like a
scared little kid.

"Well everything came out okay then?" I asked to see if our situation back
by the stream was a problem or not.

"Yes, so far so good." Lee replied with a slight grin.

"What you having for dinner?"

"I think I got a can of tuna, some packs of mustard, bread, and a bottle of
Jack." He answered

"Jack?" I asked puzzled.

"Mister Daniels, by the pint." He said with a smile gesturing as if
swallowing from an invisible pint in his hand.

"Oh man! I don't touch the stuff, but you can." The fire was getting bigger
by the minute the sun was getting lower by the minute, it was getting
darker and my new friend was about to get drunk. I hope he's a happy drunk
and not one of those fighting mad and mean drunks.

We went our separate ways to get dinner stuff out. My MSR Rocket came out
and the propane lantern too, both got lit. Lee was working with his can
opener sitting near me on the sofa log with a pint laying by his bare leg
while he used his can opener to slowly cut open the can of tuna, one of
those tall cans like two of the small ones in the store.

I made my stew on the stove and drank some of my filtered stream water. Lee
was in his own little world working on his meal while the fire crackled and
snapped with an occasional pop followed by a glowing ember flying out onto
the packed bare dirt walkway that encircled the fire pit.

By the time I was done Lee had about half his pint drunk, and he was
too. He was staggering a little and getting a little louder. We told stupid
jokes and stories about bullshit we endured at work in our respective
departments. He made me promise I would not tell anyone back home about our
trip, I promised then told him I never eat in the office cafeteria and in
the years I've worked at Atlas Custom Tire I never socialized with anyone
like I did with him this weekend.

"Why's that?" Lee asked sitting next to me, still in just his shorts. My
eyes wanted to stare at his chest real bad so I just stared at the fire
instead.

"I'm just a private guy really, keep to myself, I don't have much in common
with the others in my department, I don't fish or smoke, or party, or cheat
on my spouse, or go to concerts."

"What do you do at home?"

"I read a lot and stay up on the current state of polymer science, I play a
few computer games on the xbox, and watch movies, plus I like to
cook. Normal single guy stuff?"

"You're not married, right?" He asked looking at the side of my head. I
could smell the whiskey on his breath.

"No, I'm single, not dating anyone."

"You into guys or girls?" Lee's sudden boldness startled me. I wasn't
ready, my head ran fast, then I said, "I'm not sure really. I tried dated
some girls in college but didn't have any luck finding someone. Most girls
I talked to were looking for tall-muscular guys with big bank accounts and
lots of vacation time, I didn't have much luck at school."

After he heard me answer his question Lee stared blankly into the fire, he
looked deep in thought. Then he leaned back into the backrest of the
log-sofa and kicked out his feet. I knew he was thinking about my answer
and probably heard my little secret.

After about a few minutes of silence, both of us watching the fire, sitting
close to each other facing the fire he grabbed his pint next to him and
took another big swig and replaced the cap and set it back by his thigh on
the other side.