Date: Thu, 3 Nov 2016 13:11:06 -0700 From: Dan B <pnub1113@gmail.com> Subject: After All Those Years Chapter 5 in incest Author's note: This is true story and this is my first attempt to capture it. It is really fun for me to recall all these events. After All Those Years Chapter 5 I awoke early in the morning to see Steve busy making coffee, starting bacon, eggs and toast with strawberry jam. I stood up and walked in my underwear to the sink and pump outside where we clean trout. That water is pumped directly from the pond so we don't drink it but it is fine for brushing your teeth. I brushed my teeth and went back into camp. Steve met me with a grin on his face and he kissed me gently on the lips. After breakfast we both washed and dried the dishes. We heated water in kettles on a gas plate for dishes and to bathe. Why wouldn't we just go to the pond and take a bath? I found out later that the pond was not very deep (maybe 10' at the most) but it has a very muddy bottom so there we no real good places to go to bathe. Anyway, we bathed by the sink, dried off, got dressed and Steve asked if I wanted to see the area. Of course I did so we unloaded the ATV from the back of the truck, locked up camp and the two of us hopped onto the ATV and headed out. Most of the time I held onto the frame of the ATV but whenever I felt like it I wrapped my arms around Steve. I felt his chest and occasionally gently groped his crotch. When I was sure we would not meet another vehicle I played with his dick through his jeans and soon felt him start to harden. He pulled the ATV down a path to a small empty camp next to another nearby pond. He turned off the machine, climbed off and turned to face me. I could clearly see the tent in his pants. I didn't need to look at myself, I had a stiffy too. I walked up to him and gently pinched one of his nipples. He jumped at little not because it hurt but because he had not anticipated that wonderful sensation. I continued to massage his left nipple as I cupped his boner through his pants. He moaned a bit and tipped his head back. I undid his pants and pulled down his zipper. His pants fell to the ground. I hooked both thumbs on his underwear and slid them down. Out popped his hard dick. He was drooling precum. I knelt down and licked the precum off the end of his dick. That was followed by a loud groan as I swallowed him to the pubes. "Oh fuck!" he said as hips started to move forward and back. He continued his movement as I kept my lips wrapped tightly on his cock. It was not long as his breathing quickened and I knew he was close. I pumped and he blew his load into the back of my throat. I swallowed and eased off as his body jerked a bit. Just as my lips released him he shot one more glob of cum that landed on my chin. I quickly scooped it up with a finger, stood up and offered it to him. "No way!" he said. I chuckled as I remembered the first time I ever sucked a cock and how I was worried it would taste like piss smelled. Fortunately it didn't and I was hooked on having cock in my mouth. I digress. Steve pulled up his underwear and pants. There I stood with my own tented pants. I pulled down my pants and underwear and started stroking my really hard dick. Steve extended a hand and started stroking me. I was hoping that he would drop to his knees and suck me deep into his throat. Nope that did not happen but he did continue until I was almost ready to blow. Then he stepped behind me so he could get a different grip on my dick. He stroked a few more times and I planted seed all over some nearby ferns. He released me and got back onto the ATV. So much for afterplay. Lol We continued our scenic trip. He showed my three little ponds and many, many places where the Canadians were clear cutting the hardwood trees. That day we did not see any Canadians because it was Saturday and they had gone home to Canada for two days and three nights. No doubt most of them were getting as much pussy as they could. On Monday they would return to the woods where they would share small camps with each other. One could only imagine what they were like by the end of the week. Not only would they be horny but they would not have bathed for five days. Yuck! Imagine the dick cheese! I would not want to latch my lips on one of their smelly cocks. That might appeal to some of you but not me. I do like to lick a nice pink asshole occasionally but it has to be very, very clean. Likewise I like to be rimmed. Yum Years ago the thought of licking another man's ass was sickening. My college roommate, Greg, was my first ass that I licked. He trained me well. Lol Forget the Canadians for now even though I lay awake many nights imagining those horny little hairy chested Canadians "doing" each other during the week when they got too horny to wait for Friday night. We returned to camp before lunch, made some sandwiches and filled our stomachs. By now my stomach had two loads of protein in it but I was still hungry. We played cribbage for a while and took a nap. Yes we napped - separately. Steve is well known in the area so sometimes his friends just drop in, so bumping nasties during the day was generally out of the question I guess, at least in camp. When we got up we played cards again and started drinking seven and sevens before supper. I think I forgot to confirm that we had no electricity. You probably assumed that with the mention of a gas refrigerator, gas plate and gas lights. So TV and internet were not available to say the least. Steve was not even able to get any signal on his cell phone. At suppertime Steve had told me prior to the trip that Saturday night supper was my responsibility. I have not mentioned that I had brought a small styrofoam cooler that was taped shut with duct tape. I brought it in from the porch and surprised Steve with two large (almost three pound) Maine lobsters. I searched for a pot large enough to cook them both in but did not find one. So plan B was to cook them separately which I did. I melted some butter to dip the lobster in and we started to share the first one while the second one was cooking. Lobster is very rich and filling so we struggled to eat one. When the second one was done I just turned off the burner and let it cool a bit. After dishes were done I took the other lobster apart for its meat. We had lobster rolls for lunch the next day and still took some meat home. After everything was cleaned up we played cards, talked and drank seven and sevens. I asked Steve about his sex life - other than with his wife - over the years and it was not a surprise that he had not had sex with anyone other than with Cathy and his fist. Of course he asked me to share and I did. Compared to him I had been a real slut. He laughed once in awhile with some of my stories and he also started rubbing one out through his pants. He did not climax, nor did he ever pull out his dick while we talked. About one and half hours before sundown it was time to go fishing. We got our gear, went to the aluminum row boat and headed out. Fishing during the day is usually a waste of time. The fish just do not bite. So we fished just before sundown and probably caught over one hundred trout. We caught and released all of them except six of the largest ones. The large ones only weighed about a pound at the most. They may be small but they are fun to catch using dry flies on our lines. I won't take the time to explain "dry flies." Google it. Hint hint I said flies and not flys. It had nothing to do with zippers. At dark we pulled anchor and headed to shore. We secured the boat and carried fish and gear back to camp. I cleaned the fish at the pump/sink outside and put them in plastic bags and then in the fridge. We cleaned ourselves up and stripped to T-shirts and underwear for some card playing and drinking. After about an hour it was time for bed so we went to our bunks. Moments passed in darkness before Steve said, "What no fun tonight?" I chuckled out loud, got out of my bunk and joined him in his bunk. As we lay facing each other we both got hard almost immediately. I reached down and gently pulled my cock and balls upward. Then I took Steve's cock and put it between my legs. He was already oozing precum so was able to slide in and out like we were fucking. I tightened my legs around his dick as he pumped. Soon he blew his load between my legs. "Fuck!" he said, "that was an interesting experience!" As we lay there in our afterglow Steve reached for my cock and started to slowly pump. Then he slid his body downward so he had my dick in his face. "It is not necessary that you suck my dick Steve." I said. "I want to at least try it." he said. With that he licked the head of my cock and I almost blew my load. He licked under my head and that drove me crazy also. He never actually took me in his mouth but at least he tried. "Maybe next time." he said. "You know Steve, staying clean here at camp is not easy and I am sure that I taste and smell a little funky." I said. "Sometime when I am really freshly showered you might try again. The taste and sensation will be much different." He slid back up so we were face to face and he continued to stroke my cock. In less than a minute I started feeling my balls tighten and I literally could feel cum traveling from my balls and up my dick. I blew and I blew. There were at least six spurts before my body stopped twitching. We got up out of the bunk, turned on one gas light, heated some water and cleaned up. The light was turned off and we returned to our bunks and fell asleep. As with the day before I awoke to the smell of coffee and bacon. Steve was cooking in only his underwear. I walked up behind him and reached for his soft dick. It started to rise immediately. I dropped to my knees, pulled down his shorts and swallowed him pube deep. He groaned so loud it was almost a shout. He turned off the gas burners. He sat down in a chair. By now I was hard too. I pulled down my underwear and straddled him in the chair so that his hard dick was rubbing up and down my ass crack. This continued until he was almost begging me to let him fuck me. For some reason I decided to wait until another time, so I got off and went back to my knees. I sucked his cock until he blew his morning load. After breakfast we cleaned up camp, locked up and headed for home. __________________________________________________________________ All of my stories may be found by clicking on the "Authors" button Author's notes: If you enjoyed Chapter 1 of this new story, I'd appreciate hearing from you. My address: pnub1113@gmail.com Please include the name of the story in the subject line in case your email lands in my junk file. Note the title of my stories because the story does not end here. on the Nifty homepage and scrolling down to Danny B..