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The heat was in full effect, as if someone had switched natures on button. Yet here in the woods, I was so relieved to be spending time with my friend and part time lover Austin. We both had survived our freshman college years, and admittedly both of our GPA's weren't what they were in high school. There we had gotten to know each other, to enjoy a number of activities, and to discover both of us were gay men. It's so comforting to find someone like you, and as we were out in the great outdoors, this was a place we could be ourselves. No peering eyes or looks of disdain. Men got turned on by women kissing each other, sadly we got yelled at for our displays of affection. Yet after getting the tent up, and the inflatable mattress, we kissed quite happily.
He was so damn sexy. Some who knew joked he was my "token Asian," but I really did love and desire Austin. He was my first serious boyfriend, and he helped me to not only lose my virginity, but to also embrace myself as is. Finally I was secure enough to let my family know. Austin was correct. They simply said "we know and love you as is." If only everyone could be so lucky. Coming back home, it was my goal to spend time catching up with him. The first couple of days were wonderful, but this was our shared favorite. We would be able to cook meals on the grill and campfire, and see the constellations together at night. Also we'd be able to reignite our passion, and have at each other with reckless abandon.
So pleased he found this very serene and private spot. We were far off the grid, but still able to have our cars close by. The last trip we forgot several supplies, so in case we did again, there was a way for us to get to the store. His sexy Vietnamese American features and scent drove me crazy. As we kissed again he felt my erect penis up against his tight orange booty shorts. "Soon baby," he said. I was pent up and needed him so fucking bad. Frustrated, irritated, my balls ache to breed him with all of my aggressiveness. Yet he was right, we still needed to set up our lanterns, grill, and go on the hike he wanted to go.
We both enjoyed hiking but here, I kept reminding him in subtle ways or more directly "we needed to get it on." His 5'4 athletic frame in that tight shirt and booty shorts turned me on. I know he was horny too, feeling my tongue dance with his, and my large for a white bot cock against him. So delirious for him naked, his shaved small penis in my mouth, and pounding him with vigor. Yet he was correct about the hike. Our gear up it was time to take this stroll. Yet he did tease me. "I haven't been had since you banged me last year." He was okay that I found a friend with benefit on my campus, but his luck at his university wasn't good. I was surprised as he was bold, cute, and feminine. He walked in a prance like motion, and was obviously gay compared to my tall rugged features. I liked his long hair, and that color of skin, and the seductive brown eyes he showed when he pouted. Damn he was so cute and in big trouble, as it had been so long.
A nice hike. Along the river we watched with full attention, as an osprey dove for fish. We saw deer on the trail. The warm weather and shade from the oak trees helped. Holding hands we were together again. Kissing here and there, we were comfortable with one another. Even though we talked about our experiences first year of college, we found a lot in common, despite different majors and universities. Austin was into the art scene, and had found a club that worked in the community with senior citizens. He found this fulfilling, and I squeezed his hands as he told me about some of the people he worked with. Austin is such a sweet guy. He asked about football, but I didn't have a lot to talk about. I had been redshirted, which is common for first year players. Coach Davis was happy with my practices and workouts. He assured me the outside linebacker position could be mine this upcoming season. This made me happy as he didn't say a lot of compliments. It wasn't long until training camp, and now at 6'3 and 240 pounds of muscle my speed had improved too. A shame only a partial athletic scholarship, but my parents were correct, get that business degree.
After the hike, we decided it would be best to take a shower. Here we had to be discreet, as other campers could be in there. The clear plastic shower curtains allowed me a quick glimpse of his smooth body. So athletic, lean, thin, and I got extremely turned on. I did have a raging hard on, but made sure to soap myself off with the fairly warm water. As one would expect not the best water pressure, but it did the job. Austin put on his clothing and I actually shaved my scruffy beard, and put on some Blue de Chanel cologne. My blue jeans on with a Abercrombie t shirt, I felt confident and ready to make my move at the correct moment.
Walking back Austin was cooking us chicken skewers on the grill. These were one of my favorite meals. He also had a bowl of potatoes going, and some vegetables as well. Always a believer in healthy eating, I was happy he did remember the Wasabi sauce. He was the one who introduced me to this, and other sauces that originated from Asia. Most were delicious. Wasabi was spicy, but didn't take away from the meats flavor. Others were more mild. Austin wanted me to go with him to Vietnam next year, as his parents grew up in that country. While the war hadn't gone well, it was unique that the US and Vietnam were good allies. A lot of this Austin was correct, was geopolitics against China. Yet American tourism had increased greatly over there.
Sitting at the picnic table, the meal was impeccable. People would pay for this at a restaurant. While Austin was more into painting and stained glass, I kept reminding him of the restaurant idea. Yes I was aware of the 90% fail rate, which is high for entrepreneurship. Yet the reward, and his food was that tasty, would be worth it if he pursued this. I knew deep down he would work with an artisan group, but we did enjoy a nice meal together. He smiled when I brought out the wine. Hidden away as we both were 18, we clinked our glasses, and then had his sugar dumplings for dessert. They were delicious as always. Everything he cooked was magical, and he put a lot of time into the food's appearance too. It was nice to dine with him, and the sun finally started to go down. He turned on several lanterns, sat back on the opposite bench, and I felt his hands on the back of my legs.
That mischievous grin was back. Then on the table I saw it. There was a tube of astroglide. Austin smiled and said, "I want you to take me." He certainly didn't have to tell me twice. Soon we were on the same side of the table kissing. Sliding my hands down his orange shorts, oh yes no underwear to get in my way. He moaned as I felt up his absolutely lovely penis. At 4 inches or so hard it wasn't an immense size, but that pulsating feeling in my hands. Plus the heat and that smooth scrotum. Catatonic and somewhere else he was, as I made sure our lips touched. Oh my his lips were so luscious, full, and soon I grabbed the lube and took him into the tent. That zipper sound, the birds making their noises as the darkness came more stridently, and the smell of wilderness. All of this had been displaced by our hormonal pheromones, and I did what I had to do to get him on the mattress. Who cares that the door was wide open to the big dome, as we were alone with each other in this secluded spot. While the ground held our equipment and us, soon it would have to shoulder the weight of young lust.
As we kissed I lay on top of him. Our clothes went everywhere, and soon I held him and made sure our cocks rubbed together as we kissed. The immense connection, all of our combined electricity, bounced on an arc of pure sexuality. It was a fierce reconnection, and I loved how his lips tasted, and how looking into each others eyes with the low illumination was. Oh his neck and ears were all mine. His breathing became more labored, and I made sure to touch with my fingers first, his pierced hard nipples. The little metallic part and his nipples in my mouth, and then I purposefully sucked his fingers and toes. He was closing his eyes and smiling, but occasionally he'd tussle my hair with sweet nothings that soon became another language.
Yet I knew where his real sweet spots were. Those erotic spots with a lot of sensitivity. Touching then licking where his pubic area were, his sweet salty chemicals became a part of me. All in my mouth I licked around his crotch, before using my tongue to tease his soft and silky smooth balls. That salty taste and then oh yes, the musk of his penis as I took him all in my mouth. Saliva all down his hard shaft, I gagged on him all down. His smile and bowls encouraged me. He was all mine and there was nothing he could do. Could hear the air mattress make noise, and I loved when he just grabbed it with his hands to hold on. I so missed him and his taste. His precum on my lips told me the mission was a success. As I bobbed up and down on his sex, his breathing increased and he whispered "kiss me."
I did and he tasted his cock too. There's nothing like this musky flavor, and it only made him desire my penis even more than he already had. Maneuvering on the mattress in the tent, we kissed and he grabbed my ass. Then his hands did what I call the playful spider on my hairy chest. He felt up my strong arms. Then he went into my hairy chest, and oh he had my attention. As he kissed me, my neck and chest, his delicate fingers were playing with my cock and balls. Rock hard and fired up, he devoured my genitals in his wet saliva filled mouth. Warmth and a overwhelming feeling of pleasure. Joy and happiness. Radiance and such a good feeling. He took my big cock in like a pro, going up and down, while his saliva made me so damn excited. I literally lashed out and yelled. Guttural animal like. It was primal sex, as both of us guys knew what to do. Soon I pushed him down, sucking his shaft, and lubed his hole up with a finger then two. Damn he was so tight and hot inside. That velvety smooth ass was going to get it, and my no mercy approach was in effect as soon as I entered.
Tonguing his hole and fingering him, that walnut of prostate joy made him become even more aware. Soon I'd be boarding him, and nothing was going to save him from my desires. I knew despite his early fun, that this is what he both wanted and needed. Fingering him more, I loved the feeling as the lube was ready now. If he was or wasn't, not my problem as I was going to be boarding. He best be ready as my penis never was friendly, and the length of time had been so damn frustrating. Now it was time to cash in on the bill due. His ass and him, would be all mine and under my control and direction.
As we kissed, I pushed him to my side, and slid myself in him. He closed his eyes and but his lips. This was more than he remembered. I had forgotten how good it felt inside of him. Sliding in further I just loved the feeling of his tightness. Lube helped me get in all of the way. As my balls slapped his smooth ass, I grabbed his butt cheeks. Spanking him and feeling him up, here we were again having wild sex. Passionate and unfettered. Soon he got on top of me, slowly sliding my long thick penis in him. I couldn't believe how good this felt. Although nightfall leads to temperature drops, the only Fahrenheit was high at this point. Feeling his penis on my abdomen, my hands made their way down. I absolutely wanted him and we kissed seductively as we fucked as two lovers reunited.
His ass was truly so thrilling. So damn tight. Hot. Watching him go up and down my huge erect pole he grimaced at first, but took me like the champ he always was. He was definitely putting everything in, and as he pushed down I went further up. The air mattress made so many noises but this didn't brace our concentration. Our burning desire. I pushed harder up and could feel my balls being the only thing, providing a buffer for us. My hips shook with his, and finally I grabbed him by the neck and told Austin "bend over for me." He complied. Damn he looked so good. I loved looking at his just violated hole and balls hanging down.
Gently stroking them he moaned, and I slid into him with more lube. Now we were making steady progress as we were locked in properly. He was looking back at me as I took his ass and made it mine. He kept making noises as I deeply penetrated him. Finally I heard him say "oh fuck," as I pushed even deeper. His breathing was out of control, and I held his long hair up, taking his ass with more of my assertiveness. It was so good. The feelings the smells the sounds. Pure male dream and I just loved doing him from behind.
Hammering away at him, the mattress and tent moved now. Wild animals close to us had to hear our mating. It was dirty yet fun as we had that connection restored. Back in the high life and as I kept pushing forward, I knew it was time to unload my big egg shaped balls into my lover. Yet somehow even with the adrenaline, I knew that I wanted to mark him. I came a bit inside him, but shaking with raw carnal knowledge and enthusiasm, I shot my loads all over his butt cheeks and small of his back.
As my cum drained down his insides and back, I smiled at him. Kissing Austin I touched his penis. Feeling him up I stroked his cock, and even though I knew his ass was sore I held onto him. As our lips smacked his octaves raised with a fury. Cum shot everywhere and his gigantic orgasm was a pleasant one that he needed to get off. Kissing and holding hands, the smell of sex in the tent, our weekend had just begun and would become far more erotic. This was going to be a weekend of rekindling our fire, and making it hotter than ever before.