Palm trees swept loudly in the wind as the moonlight shone dimly over the rough wild lawn. The fire crackled irregularly complementing the gentle sparkle of the thousands of stars in the sky. Mark and Fred knew that they'd need to talk at some point, but were both aware that it wasn't the right time. The last time they'd been camping together was a few years ago and it brought back memories of the laughter shared by the group of young teenagers. The soft warm air amplified their appreciative breaths after the exhausting day on the road.
Mark decided that it was too hot to keep his thick hiking clothes on and began to strip. Fred came to the same conclusion and they both undressed into their boxers and allowed the cool breeze to refresh their aching bodies. Normally Mark would have undoubtedly made a snide remark, which would have been all but pleasant in the frame of mind they were both in.
Mark was already confused enough that Fred had revealed that he was gay after all the years the two had spent chasing and screwing different girls. He'd even made the assumption that Fred was a tad homophobic after his bitching when they went skinny dipping the previous summer and Mark had popped a slight erection in the water. At the time, Mark had said that he couldn't help but be slightly aroused by the warm water surrounding his naked body, but he knew all too well that this wasn't the case -- it was the first sight of Freddie's thick black pubes and the slight glimpse of his cock for the first time. He'd tried hard to fight off his feelings of curiosity, but found himself overwhelmed and thought it was just his hormones as a teenager, causing him to think sexually in any situation.
Mark was intrigued by the male form, and scared of the fact. He wanted to be with a girl and have kids when he was older, not be one of the stupid gays with their effeminate mannerisms. He'd made a conscious choice to follow his feelings towards girls, but was having second thoughts after his friend only came out to him earlier in the day. All these thought rushed through his head one by one and he couldn't help but find his eyes pointed towards Fred's toned abdomen and the defined V-shape pointing down towards his--
Mark turned his head quickly, what was he thinking?
He then noticed the slow rising of his briefs above his thighs as his own penis began to grow. He jumped up anxiously and walked to get more firewood without saying a word.
All the while, Fred was looking at the sky and only realized when Mark walked away. Must have been acting strange about earlier, he thought, still a little shaken up by Mark's seemingly unaccepting reaction earlier on.
Mark made sure he was out of sight of Fred before he crouched against a tree and couldn't help but wonder if Fred had ever felt the same arousal towards him as he had. Presumably, he'd have ruled it out as an option due to him being straight and just ignored the temptation. But then Mark remembered how Fred had commented a few times about his good looks, just being a good mate he'd thought, but was now recognizing that perhaps he was attracted to him.
Mark felt a sudden surge of anger that Fred had taken him for granted all these years and raced back towards the fire and pushed Fred towards the ground as he sat. Mark looked at his friend lying on the floor. Fred had an expression of astonishment and fear as Mark bunched his fist and held it ready behind his shoulder. Not a word was said even then as Mark contemplated releasing his anger and following through.
Then, as Mark was kneeling above Fred, with his legs either side of his body and his hand pressed into Fred's shoulder, he noticed his uneven dark hair and protruding cheekbones. He then had an impulse of a different kind and leant his face in to Fred and kissed him hard. He restrained his head and pulled back, his gaze remaining on Fred. What the fuck, rattled in Mark's brain as he knelt.
Fred's face was predominantly shocked, but at the same time Mark could see excitement in his eyes. Mark unwillingly leant in again and shoved his tongue in Fred's welcoming mouth. It was beyond control now, Mark couldn't help himself -- it just felt so right.
Before Mark knew it, Fred had forcefully rolled him over, and lay above him as the strong kiss sustained itself somehow, both of their eyes shut at the same time. Their tongues were knotted together, entangled and exploring each other's salivating mouths. Fred embraced Mark tightly, with one arm around his muscled back and the other clutching his wiry blond hair. After a few seconds he moved his mouth down to Mark's neck, and sucked strongly. Mark's head tilted back in ecstasy.
This wasn't Fred's first gay experience, but he was a hell lot more turned on this time for sure. He'd been longing to touch Mark for years. Fred continued his way down Mark's body, firmly licking across his chest, tasting the sweet remnance of sweat and the rough texture of his stubbly fur. He couldn't wait any longer -- he readjusted and tugged down Mark's briefs, exposing his thick, fully hard dick, which bounced up alert and craving attention. He descended his mouth onto it in an instant, tongue at the ready. It slid naturally between his lips and reached deep-throat straight away, filling Fred with the most satisfying mouthful. He grabbed Mark's strong ass and wide upper thigh as he religiously moved his head back and forth against his stomach, feeling his penis pulsate gently against the bridge of his mouth.
Mark knew immediately that he had no regrets. He desired Fred's cock more than anything now and swung his body round excitedly, whispering for Fred to carry on sucking between gasps of enjoyment. He tenderly encapsulated Fred's smooth, uncut penis in his mouth and longingly embraced the salty feel on his tongue. It was long and beautiful and demanded the respect that Mark was now willing to give. He licked up and down its sides and progressed to Fred's tight, finely separated bollocks. Whirling them around his mouth and slowly masturbating Fred, he groaned with happiness as he felt himself getting closer to coming.
The feeling was mutual -- Fred was approaching an orgasm as he continued what he'd started. There was no way he'd stop until he'd given Mark what he'd always wanted to. The boys' bodies rocked against each other sensually as the ever increasing, awakening feeling of pleasure surged through them. They worked on each other harder and harder, they were connected now. All that could be heard were low grunts, becoming more and more frequent.
They came simultaneously, vibrating through each other -- it was electric. The sensitivity welled up between them and they burst into each other's mouths. Gullets open, swallowing the hot juice being expelled; they were both intent on fulfilling the duty they had pledged.
Mark and Fred lay in the same 69 position for a good few seconds more, their breathing slowing as it caught up with them what they'd just done. Fred then spun round to face Mark and they kissed strongly once again, unable to stop, their legs entangling. It had been heaven, and neither of them wanted it to end.