GAY RAFTING TRIP II
My partner, Alex, the following day was a big husky guy about forty years old. Thick cock maybe a seven incher with a lovely very large pair of 'nads. Hot day and the bathing suits were off by 10:30. He was a construction worker, never married. At one point he said, "Man, what a relief this trip is! From the guys I work with I keep hearing stuff about fairies, queers, fags and some names more ugly than that. Like fudge packers and worse. And of course I have to laugh and agree with them. Here I can be myself and if I get a hardon (he did) I don't have to hide it. After lunch he wanted to go for a little walk "to stretch out after all that sitting" We were barely out of sight from the camp when he said, "It's making me crazy looking at your dick. I've always wondered what an uncut cock tastes like. I don't want you to cum, I'd rather save that for bedtime, but I'd really like a taste for dessert after lunch." Nice guy that I am, how could I turn him down?
He sucked on my cockhead for a minute or two and then lifted his head and pulled back the foreskin until it was bare. "Wow, nice helmet there.", he said, and proceeded to gently suck it. He used a forefinger on top and thumb on the bottom of my shaft to milk it of precum and licking his lips declared it was a taste sensation that he could sell for millions if he could just find the formula. We went back to camp, both of us sporting very hard peckers wagging in front of us as we walked. The group was looser and more friendly this afternoon. No surprise, it takes little getting used to being in a bunch like this one and letting the barriers and inhibitions fall.
The dinner was sumptious as before. Amazing how the guides could cook a really good meal under these circumstances. As on the previous night, the tents were up early and by nightfall there were very few guys still up. Their cocks were, but not the rest of their bodies. Alex wanted to do a 69 mutual sucking and that was fine with me, but I wanted it to last so we agreed to go slowly. Like the rest of his body, his willy was thick with a pair of balls that hung from a long nut sack. Nice to play with and I did until a wee drop of precum seeped from his piss slit. His cock was a mouthful and I took it all in and instead of sucking, I just used my tongue to massage it. Sort of like a game of horse on a basketball court, he was following suit and doing the same to me. After a bit I just concentrated on his dickhead with my tongue and he rewarded me with a steady supply of precum. In a few minutes he asked me to cool it because he was getting too close to cumming and again that was fine with me.I put some lube on my finger and just gently massaged his hole but didn't put my finger in. "That tickles.", he said, "But don't stop." When he had cooled down sufficiently I went back to work on his cock and didn't put him in my mouth, I just swirled around his cockhead with my tongue. Finally he said, "Ok. that's enough, I can't wait anymore,now I want to unload." As gently as I could I sucked his cockhead and it wasn't long before he started to moan. Then his belly muscles began to twitch and seconds later his hips lurched, driving his tool into my mouth and warm jizz washed across my tongue. I swallowed as much as I could, but finally I had to lift my head and watch him gush the rest of his load. His balls jumped with every spurt and it was fun to watch. "Hey, Feller, that was sensational. Now I want that big dickhead in my mouth without the distraction of what you are doing to my pecker."
I was plenty hot from my sucking and even tho he was being slow and easy I didn't last long before I told him I was about to pop. He stipped sucking and just used one finger to oh so gently massage the very tip of my glans. The tightness in my groin was almost painful in its intensity as it built. Talk about the agony of ecstasy, my face must have been screwed up in a horrible grimace as my orgasm crept to its peak. Then, POW! I exploded in his face. The first wad of hot jizz ripping through my urethra felt more like a solid lump rather than goo and I must have yelled because the next morning the guy in the tent next door said it sounded like I had been stabbed. Alex and I both watched my unfettered cock jump as it squirted, and squirted and squirted for what seemed like a dozen times. Intense can't describe how terrific that ejaculation felt.. He never moved his head out of the way and his face, with a huge grin, was covered with my cum when it finally stopped spurting
"Jeez, I sure am sorry you didn't enjoy dumping that load.", Alex said and very shortly thereafter we collapsed into a sound sleep.
Pete was my partner the next day. Stood out from the group because he was BIG. Maybe 6'2" and 250#. Well muscled but a lot of body fat. His cock was almost covered by fat and it peeked out on top of a monster pair of balls. Great sense of humor, full of stories, bright and well read. He was a college football coach. It was hotter than the hinges of hell that afternoon and everybody was naked. At one point two guys on the other side of the raft were playing with each other's cocks. They were both rock hard and obviously enjoying each other's ministrations. When I looked back at Pete I got a nice surprise. His cock was hard, and extended at least six inches from his belly. What was unexpected was its thickness. It was quite slim. I was hard too by then and he said, "Jeez, what a nice head on that cock. I'd like that up my pucker tonight." I said I'd be happy to do that if he'd return the favor.
We flipped a coin at bedtime to see who got to choose to be the first one to be fucked. I won and since I'd never been fucked before I wanted to be on top where I could control how much dick I could handle. I rolled on a condom, lubed him up and settled down on his rod. It was pretty uncomfortable at first but that passed quickly and I really liked the feel of him deep in me. He stayed almost motionless and I rode up and down. I could angle his cock to rub something that felt awfully nice. Every time I settled down I was later to learn it was actually rubbing against my prostate. And and it felt awesome. He wanted me to tighten my sphincter around his tool but it was already as tight as it could get it. It must have been good enough because shortly thereafter he said he was pretty near to cumming. I slowed down to barely rising and falling and in less than a minute I felt his organ pulse and knew he was filling the rubber. It felt really good and I sat there until his cock softened and slid out of the rubber of its own accord.
When it was my turn and even though the head of my dick is pretty big, it didn't take much pressure to pop it in. When it did, he said "Ugh," and I thought I had hurt him but he said, "No, it felt good. Do it again a few times." I did and then started the old in and out. He was talking the whole time about how good it felt, but I would have bet it felt better for me. In just a couple of minutes I started that quickening ramp up the hill, that gorgeous hill toward my orgasm. I slowed down trying to make it last but my cock had other ideas and too soon my reflexes kicked in and I rammed my stony hard boner in to the max and WHAM! Squirt after exquisitely wonderful squirt Zzzziippped through my straining cock as I said, "I'M CUMMING!" Over and over.
A minute later a guy in a tent behind us said, "I'm glad it was good form you, now shut the hell up so we can get some sleep!"
TO BE CONTINUED