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I was born on the fourth of July.
As a kid, I didn't mind because my dad turned the town's fireworks display into our own private celebration. See, he'd take the day before and the day after off work. He'd pull me out of school for those days and we'd drive up to the mountains overlooking the town. We'd go hiking and swimming the day before the fourth. On the day, we'd fish for dinner, watch the fireworks, and have cake. The day after, we'd swim some more before we packed up, and headed home.
When I turned fifteen, my dad introduced me to Adam, a buddy of his from the Marines. Adam was 5'7 and stacked with muscle and enough hair to make a grizzly jealous. Adam went with us into the mountains and taught me how to shoot a rifle. He was patient with me, letting me miss as many times as he had shells for.
I missed a lot.
Not because I was a bad shot but because Adam stood behind me to help me aim and shoot. Imagine having a hot man pressed in tight against you, his huge, hairy arms around you, breathing on your neck, and clouding your nostrils with day-old, clean sweat. Okay, maybe not everybody's thing but for me, I was in heaven. I might have been just fifteen but my dick stayed hard the whole time. Adam did things to me and my hormonal body I haven't got enough words for.
Before I go on, let me say this, Adam was there to hang out with my dad and celebrate my birthday. I know this because of what happened when I turned sixteen. The day we were packing to go home was on a Sunday so nobody was in any kind of hurry. I took my time taking a piss and got distracted. It took longer for me to come back so my dad and Adam had time to themselves. I came back a different way and caught them taking full advantage of this alone time.
This was how I found out my dad was into guys.
On the way home, dad told me all about him and Adam, about their time in the Marines together, about them sneaking away from barracks to have some fun together, and about the time they brought a new recruit in on their action. The cab of the truck was hot. My dad and Adam were hot. The whole time he was talking about his muscled, hairy friend banging some doe-eyed newbie from Montana, I was boned up and leaking! All I could think of was it being me Adam was having his way with.
When we got home, Adam stayed for dinner. My mom didn't say anything, she just put out an extra plate and went on like nothing was out of the ordinary. The next year, my mom and dad got an amicable divorce and she moved to Seattle to be with her girlfriend.
Come to find out, I was the product of a one-night stand. My parents did the responsible thing and got married so they could raise me together.
As you might have guessed, this was when I was sixteen. Adam came to stay with us for a while the following year. Dad called it a test run. There was a lot for them to work out so Adam didn't move in but he did visit a lot that year. I liked having him around. He taught me a lot about guy stuff, about gay-guy stuff, and about a whole lot I can't put into this story.
On the weekend I was going to be turning eighteen, I was stoked! I went to school the day before we were set to leave and made sure I gave gym class my absolute everything. I didn't shower after. When I got into the truck, I scooted over to the middle and Adam got in after. He was wearing a tank top and I was boned the second he closed the door. He smelled like absolute MAN and I was there for it! The drive up to the mountains took a little longer because of some work being done on the road but I was all right with it because Adam smelled amazing.
Adam peeled off his shirt as soon as he was out of the truck.
I hauled my bag out of the back while dad and Adam took the tent off the top. In the glass, I watched as Adam maneuvered around the campsite. See, the front of his shorts was undone and they were hanging on his hips, low but tight. The thick ginger fur on his chest thinned to a narrow strip down his stomach before fanning out into a thick patch of bright red pubic fire!
When he turned around, the light dusting of hair on his shoulders did the same thing, fanning out over his tight ass and turning the crack of his ass to the same fiery red. My whole body went on point. My nipples got hard. My cock throbbed. My ass twitched. Everything about Adam was pinging my alarm bells, man!
Then, Adam came out into a patch of bright sunlight. The hair on his body lit up! He looked like he was covered in a thin layer of gold or bronze, like something out of an adult fairy tale.
Dad was setting up the tent, a five-person sleeper. Adam was talking about swimming. I was thinking about the night, when this hot little man was lying on his side next to me and I was able to breathe him in! I'd never done it before but the thought of jerking off next to him occurred to me.
I didn't. I wanted to but I was so damned tired after the day of hiking and swimming, all I wanted to do was sleep.
The next morning, I woke up in the tent by myself. I got out to find my dad making lunch. Lunch! I'd slept the whole morning away! I was curious about where Adam was when he came out of the woods. Those damned shorts were still open, still hanging on his hips. They were threadbare camo, cut high on his leg and showed plenty of thigh. Every time he moved, I thought I was seconds away from seeing full-on cock but no such luck.
"Birthday boy," Adam said, grinning. "Birthday man, I should say. Eighteen, now."
"Yeah," I grinned. "Eighteen and legal."
I don't know why I said that. I mean, I was thinking all kinds of things Adam could do to me now that he couldn't be arrested for doing them but damn! Adam just laughed and started walking toward the hiking trail. Those shorts slipped a little, giving me a little more of his fire-crack!
"Come on up, you two! That stuff can wait!"
"I'm good to go," I said, my dick starting to chub. "Dad?"
"I'll follow in a minute. I want to get this done before we head up to fish."
I waited a few minutes, helping my dad unsnarl some fishing line. When I was sure he had it under control, I headed up the hiking trail to catch up with Adam. I jogged a little. The sun was brutal so I was sweating in the first few minutes and drenched by the time I got to the mouth of the lake trail. I came around the bend thinking I was going to find Adam already in the water.
I have to paint a picture of what I walked up on.
Adam's hair was cut close, like his mustache and beard. His torso was muscled from activity, not the gym so his pecs and lower stomach had a natural roundness to them. His hips tapered into a V but it wasn't sharp like a bodybuilder. His legs and arms were muscled and covered in hair. His whole body glistened with sweat, like he'd stood under one of those greenhouse misters. He wore beat-up hiking boots and bunched down white socks.
Nothing else.
Thick, plump, and drooling, his cock was the most beautiful thing I think I've ever seen, before or since. I stared at it, my mouth going dry.
Adam raised his arms. Sweat rolled off his lower muscle and into the damp patches of armpit hair. He flexed. I watched more sweat ease down his body and disappear into the hair. It slid down his pec, into the easy cleft of his abs into his navel. Some managed to ease into the cleft of his stomach and roll into his pubes.
The man never touched deodorant. This didn't mean he stunk. He bathed. He kept himself clean. He just made sure the first thing you smelled when you got close to him was pure MAN. My favorite smell. I got the full blast of a day in cramped, sweat-inducing spaces as I walked over to him.
He was easy about putting his hand on my neck and easing me in closer. The scent got stronger. The first few hairs tickled my nose. I inhaled. Then, I eased into his hairy armpit to inhale again. Adam sighed. His hand moved up to the back of my head and he held me still.
"Yeah..." he said, his voice low and mellow.
I took my time, nosing around in his armpit. I had nowhere to be. Indulging in three years of fantasy, I made sure to get his stink all over my face, in my fledgling facial hair. It's hard to describe what it smelled like, this natural scent he had, but it was better than any soap or cologne ever. Ever.
Adam's thumb parted my lips but didn't go into my mouth. He eased my head to one side and I closed my lips over his right nipple. He sighed again. I know it might sound stupid to some of you but I'd been practicing with a grape. You know, you hold it between your teeth and turn it with your tongue. If you break the skin of the grape, you're too rough. My teeth eased down on his tender pink nub and my tongue went to work. He whispered my name and I tugged a little.
"Just a little harder, boy."
It was a habit for him to call me boy and I'd only been eighteen for eight hours.
I sucked and bit at his nipple until he eased me off it. My hands roamed the full front of his hairy torso while I gave his other pink nub some love. His hands started at my shoulders and massaged down to the middle of my back. I mouthed and sucked while his fingers worked into my own shorts, into the smooth cleft of my ass. He leaned in and nuzzled my neck.
"How do you want to do this?" He asked, kissing my neck. "Like in the love stories, nice and sweet, or a little more man-to-man?"
While I tried to decide, Adam pushed my shorts over my ass and I kicked them off when they fell. His hands rounded over my cheeks and started kneading. I raised my leg, hooking it over his hip. One finger found my hole and started massaging. I opened my mouth and Adam's closed over it. His tongue worked inside, startling me. His free hand cupped my ass. While he kissed an fingered me, he lifted me off the ground. With just one hand.
He walked us off the path and over to a place in the brush. One of the limbs really swatted me but I didn't care. I was being carried by a hot, hairy, muscular man and I didn't care what else happened to me. Adam squatted down in a patch of sunlight. He settled me across his lap, allowing for his sweet, pale cock to slide up against mine. The free hand once holding my ass now closed around our cocks. My mouth opened again and Adam let me moan all I wanted.
Looking down, I watched his hand move along our shafts. His thumb swiped through the precum fountain we were making. He brought it to my mouth and I took it. We tasted amazing. Adam kissed me again, swiping his tongue in my mouth to share what we tasted like.
Rising onto his knees, he laid me back. My shoulders touched the grassy ground and I spread my arms. Still working our cocks, Adam spread his legs, supporting my lower body. He slid one hand under my ass and cupped my cheek. I raised my legs and he directed them over his shoulders. I dug my heels in and raised my body. The tip of my cock grazed his chin, smearing my hormonal mess into his beard. He grinned as I did it again, on purpose, this time.
I thought he was going to suck me off. I was hoping he was going to suck me off.
Instead, he slid both thumbs under my balls and slid down to my asshole. His eyes were locked with mine as he opened me up. Like you see in cartoons, Adam licked his lips as they drew back in a devilish kind of grin.
The tip of his tongue eased into my ass.
"God..." I groaned. I couldn't help it.
My back bowed. My heels really dug in. I was pushing with my arms to ease the strain on my lower body. Adam's tongue slipped further in. His thumbs worked the tight muscular ring until it relaxed a little. He fastened his mouth over me and sucked in. I gasped. His tongue eased out and he closed my sensitive flesh between his teeth.
"Fuck me," I sighed, my eyes fluttering. "That's...amazing."
Adam worked his mouth and tongue over my hole long enough for his whole body to be drenched in sweat. Moisture poured through the thick fur on his body while he ate my ass like a pro! To this day, nobody has ever made a full, hour-long meal of my asshole the way he did, that day. Between his lips, tongue, and long, skilled forefingers, my asshole was tortured in the best way you can imagine.
When he let my legs slip off his shoulders, I was more than weak. My cock had been leaking like a broke valve for the last hour and my torso was slick with semen. Adam lay me down and stood up. His godlike body glistened as he stepped over me. The pale shaft of his cock swung as he moved, slinging his own precum everywhere.
"Open," he said, bringing his body down over mine. One knee went into the grass beside my head as I did what he told me. "Slide your tongue out."
The hooded head of his cock came to rest in the groove of my tongue. Thick, clear liquid oozed into my mouth. His hand stroked my cheek while his other tugged on his plump pink nipple. His eyes held me as his hips moved his plumper head into my mouth. My lips closed behind the head and Adam sighed.
"Yeah, boy," he muttered. "You know what to do."
I didn't but I was sure going to learn if Adam was going to teach me.
He rocked his hips, moving in and out of my mouth. While he did, he reached behind and slid one hand in between my legs. I opened for him and he worked two fingers into me. It was incredible to watch his muscular body rocking his cock into my mouth while fingering me.
"No teeth," he said, angling his hips. "That's better...when I pull back, suck hard."
I did what he said, making him smile. When I tell you I'd do anything to see that smile again, I'm not lying. I swallowed when he pushed more of his cock in these next few times. I felt it ease into my throat so it wouldn't trigger my weak gag-reflex. He rocked back and forth as I learned the intricacies of cocksucking from this man. His hand tugged at my nipple while he rose up on his knees and increased the pace. His eyes never broke contact with mine as he started fucking my face.
My mouth kept up, sucking when he pulled back and opening when he eased in. Veins along the underside pulsed against my tongue. I breathed in through my nose, his musky smell hardening my cock. He dropped his body one last time, gagging me.
Sunlight shone down on him, his body sweaty and gleaming. Remember, he'd done all the work. Sweat ran down his pecs, over his pink nipples, dropping onto my chest and face. I was choking on his cock, rock-hard, and being fingered by this man! Happy fucking birthday to me, goddamn it!
Adam pulled back and I whimpered. I didn't want this to end. In fact, I wanted to choke on his cock for however long he'd let me! His hooded head came free of my lips and he smiled at me. He raised his hips and moved forward. He lifted his balls and my tongue slid in under them. The scent was like nothing else. Strong and sweaty, but clean and natural.
I raised my hands and, like Adam did to me, I spread his hole.
"Oh, yeah, boy...get in there."
I wasn't half of what he was but I gave it my everything! I was too eager, though. I just fastened my mouth on his ring and shoved my tongue in! He groaned when I went in. His hard meat oozed out a new fountain of precum, all of it landing on my forehead and running into my hair. Adam was stroking me, now. His fingers were working the full length of my cock, working in time with my tongue. I tried to do what he did, to drill and suck at his hole the way he did mine.
When Adam rose up off my face, I thought I'd done something wrong. Looking up at his glistening, god-body, at his hard nipples, damp stomach, and swinging cock, all I could think of was making him happy. I raised up on my arms and watched him move my legs apart.
"Back...or knees?" He asked, rocking his hips. His swinging cock was mesmerizing. "Me? I'd like to see your face but it's up to you."
I spread my legs even wider, bringing another of those smiles to his face.
He got to his knees. "Ever done this before?"
I shook my head. Adam's fingers swiped at my cock, gathering precum. Still smiling, he used all my excitement to grease himself and my hole. His eyes were on me the whole time, making me feel like I was the only thing he saw, the only thing he wanted to see.
"It's gonna hurt, boy," he said, touching his spongy head to my cheeks. "It gets to be too much and we'll stop. No questions. No guilt. You hear me, boy?"
I nodded and inched my body toward him. "Finish inside me, Uncle Adam."
This seemed to do something to him. His fingers stopped playing with me and he started working his length into my more-than-ready asshole. I tugged on his nipples as he got half-way in. It hurt. Fuck, but it hurt. He was thick and I was feeling every goddamn inch going inside of me but I wanted it so I was able to shut out a lot of the pain. Adam stretched me. I thought I was going to scream but he covered my mouth with his before I could. I worked his nipples, really getting him excited. I felt the connection as each time I tugged, his cock pulsed against my insides.
One hand closed over the meat of my thigh and he pushed all of himself forward. Adam's eyes were on mine as he shifted his hips and started his rhythm. He rose up on his knees, bringing my body with him. Copious precum and spit made it all better. He got in deeper. The stinging, burning sensation was starting to go away. Sweat dropped onto my chest and face as he rose up over me.
"All in," Adam said. "Got all that cock in you, now, boy. All nine inches. You feel it?"
I did. God but I felt every fucking inch throbbing inside me. His full balls moved against me, too. I closed my eyes for a second, feeling his beautiful length in me.
Adam slipped an arm under my head and brought his other one down. My hands roamed his chest, loving the feel of the hair through my fingers. He moved his hips as he brought his arm down. It took a second for me to realize, he was covering my mouth and nose with his damp, sweaty armpit. He smeared it all over me, covering me in his scent. I felt his cock start to work as I breathed him in. I held onto him as he moved.
I felt every inch of him sliding in and out of me. I felt his breath on my neck, his mouth on my lips. Adam was taking every part of me and I was more than willing to give it.
He moved his legs in under me, raising me up. This new position let him get all the way inside on every stroke. Holding onto his forearms, I spread my legs as wide as I could. He drove hard into me and I tried to push back to get him deeper. His mouth fastened over mine, his tongue sliding in. His muscular body slid against me, slick with sweat and precum. The sun beat down on us but it was his cock making me hot. My ass gripped him, massaging his length every time it moved out of me.
"Hold on," Adam said, his teeth together. "Fuckin' hold on, boy."
I didn't understand until he rose up on his knees. My body was tilted so his cock slammed hard into me without much effort on his part. He really started going at me, then. He was pounding me, every downward drop shoving my shoulders into the dirt. I held to his hands, holding my hips. My own cock leaked its excitement all over my stomach, chest, and face.
One last plunge and Adam roared. Roared like a fucking lion! His cock throbbed inside me and I felt his massive load flooding me! He came so hard inside me I thought I was experiencing an earthquake. My body shook with his orgasm! I was quaking while he pumped his hot load into me. He grunted and groaned as he fucked his cum into me. I held onto his hands, watching his sun-drenched body tighten with muscle.
"Fucker," he muttered, easing me down. "Happy birthday, firecracker," he said, leaning down over me. "Was it worth the wait, boy?"
Before I could answer, he took hold of my cock and gave it a few strokes. He raised his arm and brought his hairy, sweat armpit over my nose again. That was it! I pumped out my own hard load as I breathed him in! I realized, as I shot, his cock was still inside me. God! I've never felt anything like it, before or after. Adam's hand worked out all I had in me! He replaced his armpit with his mouth, kissing and jerking me while the sun baked my cum onto my body.
About half an hour later, with our shorts on, me and Adam went back to camp. My dad was lying on top of the truck, naked. Sunbathing. Adam waved and dad sat up. I felt his eyes on me but didn't want to look up. I wasn't ashamed of what I did, I just didn't want to take shit for it.
"Good hike?" Dad asked. "Get what you wanted for your birthday?"
I grinned. "Yeah. Good hike."
Dad laid back down. "Good to hear. I think we're going to skip fishing. We've got burgers for the next three days so I thought we'd cook those, instead."
"Sounds good," I said, excited that I'd be the one cooking the burgers. They were kind of my thing. "Want me to get started on them?"
"Yeah," Adam said. I looked over and saw his shorts hit the ground. "Your dad and I are going to take it easy for a while."
"Sure," I said, watching him climb up onto the truck top. He laid down next to my dad, putting one arm over his eyes. "You both take it easy. I've got everything covered. I am a man, now, after all."
"You sure are, firecracker," Adam said back. "And a damn fine one. Happy birthday, boy."