Date: Wed, 21 Dec 2005 10:42:04 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Desolation Valley (16)

   After a short nap, Skip and I again took a dip in the lake, rinsing away
the traces of our last coupling. We toweled off, and made our way back to
camp, as the sun dropped behind the Western mountain range. We got our fire
going, fixed some dehydrated surprise for dinner, and settled in under a
star filled sky. We were pensive, and quiet, each of us pondering thoughts
of our last night in Desolation Valley.

   My mind was filled with vivid memories of the trip, of the first
tentative beginnings of our sex play, and the steady progression it had
undergone. There had been, and still were, times that my behavior had
surprised me, and I found myself wondering more frequently if I was, in
fact, going to turn out gay. There had been those small, but lingering,
sparks of interest in other males, and the web sites that had so turned me
on, and I couldn't remember a single jackoff session where I had used any
girl fantasies to get off to. And now, jeez, now that I had actually
experienced all this amazing stuff with Skip.....well....jeez....it's
pretty hard to imagine going back....to not feel all of the incredible
feelings that I had learned on this trip. Jeez, sometimes life gets sorta
hard, I guess. I sighed, and wondered what was going on in Skips head, as
he stretched out beside me under the stars.

   I rolled onto my side, and propped my head on my hand, and looked at
him, naked and quiet beside me. He seemed to be concentrating on the star
patterns, his hands cradling the back of his head. I let my eyes roam over
his lithe body, reveling in the slim smoothness of his skin, and smiled at
his wispy pubes where they sprouted from his soft groin at the base of his
very cute cock. His cock was lying soft atop his plump scrotum, the flared
head so smooth looking as it shimmered in the moonlight, and I was tempted
to lean down, and kiss it, to lick and suck it, and revel in the sudden
growth, and thickening that was sure to follow if I did. My mouth watered
as I mentally experienced the soft penis expanding in my mouth, filling me,
as that smooth head bumped the soft tissues of my throat, his excitement
rapidly growing right along with the hardness of his sweet tool. I felt my
own cock expand over my thigh as I imagined my tongue lapping across his
scrotum, the tip sensing each small wrinkle of flesh, as I prodded his
plump nuts to move around, before gently sucking each one, or both. My
taste buds ached, longing to taste the unique flavors of his skin, the
slightly acrid taste of his precum, as his excitement grew, and the
slippery fluid began to freely ooze from the tiny slit, coating my tongue,
and raising my desire for his creamy onslaught. I shuddered, my ragged
breath catching in my throat, before escaping as a small moan. Skip turned
his head to look at me, his eyebrows lifting slightly, as he smiled, and
said, quietly, "I know, huh."

   I nodded slowly, holding his incredible eyes with mine, and answered,
"Yea...last night on the trail....got to hate that." He nodded, then,
turned his gaze back heavenward, sighing deeply. I slowly extended my hand,
and ran my fingers over his satin smooth chest, gently prodding the small
nipples, as he sighed again. "Man, Robby, this whole trip has
been....what...amazing...awesome....killer..." I fingered his nipples some
more, pleased that they had gone erect, and I reveled in the hardness of
the sensitive nubs, as I rolled the tiny points in my finger and
thumb. Unable to resist, I leaned down, and licked his right nipple,
sucking it firmly, as I continued to finger the left one. His hand came
down to stroke softly over my back, and shoulders, as I moved across his
chest to capture the left nubbin in my lips. He sighed heavily, and
mumbled, "Robby...oh man...!"

   I moved between the stiff little points, licking and sucking the firm
tissue, then, lifted my head to look down at the contented look on his
almost pretty face. He looked into my eyes, a deep gaze, and I slowly moved
my mouth toward his, until our lips brushed. I extended the tip of my
tongue, and swiped it across his lush lips, and he responded, opening his
mouth, and stabbing his tongue at mine. Our mouths met, and we worked out
tongues back and forth, swabbing each others mouths, as our kiss rapidly
grew more passionate. We continued the tongue duel, as I slid my hand down
his hairless torso, letting my fingers thread into his silky pubes, tugging
the sparse patch gently. His cock was rock hard, and pulsing with his
heartbeat, as I wrapped my fingers around the thick shaft, sliding the
satin smooth skin over the turgid stalk beneath. He moaned into my mouth,
and I pulled away, again dropping my head to capture his stiff nipples as I
stroked his cock, the incredible heat of it warming my hand. He groaned
again, muttering my name repeatedly, as I tongued my way downward, licking
his sweet tasting skin as I went.

   Pausing as I reached his cute little button, I dipped my tongue inside
the tiny cave, and wiggled it, causing him to flinch slightly. I licked
down his lower tummy to his soft groin, and tugged at his silky pubes with
my teeth, as Skip wound his fingers into my hair, and held my head. I
bypassed his straining cock, and licked the tight crease of skin that forms
the tiny furrow where the leg joins the torso, then licked his smooth, firm
thigh. He shuddered, and parted his legs wider, as I moved across, and
tongued his opposite inner thigh, moving upward. I reached his apex, and
nuzzled my nose into his full scrotum, deeply inhaling the sweet scent of
him there, as I ran my tongue over the taut, slightly wrinkled skin of his
sac. I nudged his twin orbs around with my tongue, and sucked each ball
gently, then, gripped the bulging sac at its base, forcing his balls tight
together as I pulled the slack out of his bag. I licked at the plump pouch
of sperm makers, opening my mouth widely to take the whole lump inside. He
grunted, and thrust slightly upward, as I drooled over his fat balls, then,
released them, and lapped the underside of his throbbing cock, moving
upward to the shiny head.

   I held the base of it, and stared at the bulbous head, dark with passion
and lust, and glistening in the moonlight, wet and shiny with the
outpouring of his building need. I extended my tongue, and swiped it over
the smooth roundness, over and over, as Skip shuddered, and muttered,
"Robby....fuck, Dude....holy shit!" I smiled, rubbing the velvet soft head
of his drooling prick over my face, and lips, my fingers milking the shaft,
causing his precum to ooze from the slightly gapped slit. I dug my tongue
into the tiny opening, then closed my lips firmly behind the ring that
surrounded the flare, and sucked, my fingers again tugging at his heavy
balls.  Awww.......shit....Robby...!" He wailed, fingers yanking at my
hair, as I slid my mouth down his turgid length, until my nose was in his
silky pubic strands. I felt the spongy head of his thick cock bump the back
of my throat, and gagged briefly, before swallowing, and taking the velvet
smoothness deeper into my throat, and swallowing repeatedly. Skip jerked
under me, his slim hips driving upward, to bury his turgid meat deeper
still, and my eyes exploded in tears that streamed over my
cheeks. "Ohhh.....fuck....Rob...!" he chanted, and I withdrew, letting his
throbbing cock slide free of my mouth, and blew my hot breath on it's
wetness, over and over, as he thrust his hips, desperate to have that
granite hard missile return to the white hot heat of my mouth.

   I swabbed the flat of my tongue over the leaking head of his sweet cock,
over and over, then, slowly slid it back inside my mouth, and took it to
the very base once more. I paused, then, began moving over his thickness,
my mouth working the length of him, sucking him, as I fingered his balls,
and lightly pinched the tender skin of his scrotum. My senses were alive
with the taste of his flowing nectar, and I settled into a rhythm, sucking
him, eager for the heavy eruption of his pent up fluids, as he continued to
thrust at me, and mutter his steady cadence of lust filled noises.

   His arms dropped to his sides, and his fists pounded the ground beside
him, as he increased the tempo of his thrusting hips, driving his rampant
cock into my mouth, as I drooled around his thickness, my saliva coating
his pulsing stalk. I felt his shaft spasm, and thicken, in my mouth, and
his balls jerked upward in my grip, as he emitted a long, and animalistic
sound, his hips making one last strong thrust upward. His cock literally
exploded inside my mouth, and I was suddenly flooded with his erupting
essence, as jet after rapid jet of his thick cream washed over my tongue,
and into my throat. I gulped, only to immediately be flooded once more,
over and over, as I gagged down his copious discharge, my taste buds
reeling with his slightly pungent taste, and my throat searing, as I
strived to keep up with his startling volume.

   It ended almost as suddenly as it had begun, as Skip collapsed like a
stuffed toy, dropping totally limp onto is back, his chest heaving, as he
struggled for air. I held his wilting cock in my battered mouth, gently
suckling it, and reveling in the final drops of his offering. He was spent
then, completely, and I let his tender meat slip from my puffy lips, and
kissed the saliva, and cum coated head once more, before stretching out
along side him. I burrowed my face into his neck, and slid my arm across
his panting chest, and held him, as he slowed his panting, and relaxed
against me, cuddling closer against me, mumbling my name repeatedly.
Finally, he shifted, and pressed is soft lips into my hair, kissing me, and
said, "Oh....my....God....Robby....that is.....just.....yea...!" I smiled
against the soft skin of his neck, maybe happier than at any other moment
of my life.

(To Be Continued)
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