Hiking with James Chapter 1
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Hiking with James - Part 1.
Today is going to be an exciting day. You see, today, I am going on my first adult trip. Unfortunately for me my 18th birthday is on the 31st of December, the best last day of the year. This means nothing during that year will happen, my final year of schooling. I finished high school with good marks, though I guess I still need to wait for my exam results to come back, but I'm sure to get into university. Until then I get to celebrate, and what better way to do that than going on a week-long hiking trip with my best friend James.
James is 21 and my best friend. We met as neighbours. I had just moved into the neighbourhood at 16 with my parents and was checking out the area when I saw him. This really cute guy working on his car, shirtless, glistening with sweat. He wasn't some twink, nor some muscle god, but he was perfect. His golden, dirty skin shining in the warmth of the day, I had an instant crush... and boner.
He must have seen me staring for he waved me over not a few moments later, smiling at me. "Hey! You must be the new neighbours! I'm James, nice to meet you"
"Hey! Nice to meet you too, I'm Lucas" I smiled back, thanking the world I was wearing jeans at the time, hiding my boner well.
It wasn't long before we became friends. I was big into running at the time and would often run the trails behind my house, which was one of the reasons I loved this new place so much. The trail would also go passed his house, where he seemed to spend the majority of his time in the garage with the door up, working on cleaning his car or some other project that he always had going.
At first, it was just him saying hello as I passed, with me replying in kind. Soon after, it turned into him asking me how my trail run was, as his house was right near the end of my run. Finally, one day, I had finished one of my biggest runs, 10 km, and finished just outside his house. James walks up to me, half collapsed from lack of breath, with a bottle of Powerade in his hand. "Looks like you could use a drink here" as he handed me the bottle.
I gladly took that, and from that moment on, we were friends. I spent most of my free time over at his, playing video games, or just chatting while he worked on his projects. Of course, I didn't have a huge amount of time, I still had school and studying, and my other friends of course, as I hadn't moved too far so I didn't have to change schools.
James knew my parents of course, he had introduced himself after we had become friends, and they liked him a lot, thought he would be a good influence on me at least... which I guess was true.
Anyway, fast forward to today, 2 and half years later and we have become the closest of friends. James is the only one I can tell anything to. He doesn't seem to care whether its some stupid school fight or some serious debate with my parents, he listens to me. In return, I listen to his issues with his parents, who often seem to forget they have a son. They spend all their time with his little sister, who is only 11 years old, leaving James on his own. But they are nice enough, never mean to him, so he is just biding his time until he gets a place, which he said he would do but can't afford to do so by himself, and none of his other friends want to.
I know I would do it if he asked me to, I'd love to move in with James, but I'm not sure thats the best idea, because I've had a major crush on him for the last few years. I've always known I was gay, ever since I was 4 or 5, I used to dress up as women and pretend to marry my friends. It was all fun then, and while I've grown out of the dresses, I never stopped wanting to be with my friends.
James has always been my goal. He has had a steady girlfriend though, since before we met, though I've never met her. At times, I think she is made up, because James never seems to be with her, and shes never come to his house. But every time I bring it up he always has a new story, and a new small fact about her. I've tried to catch him out on a lie but he has a very good memory, which has helped him remember every fact hes ever told me about her... which leaves me confused.
I haven't told James I'm gay, not because I think he will react badly, on the contrary, hes voiced his support for gay people many times with me, especially when talking about politics, though I won't get into that here. No, I haven't told him because then he will raise questions about boyfriends, and I'll have to live with the knowledge that I have no chance, and that my only crush has been him, since we met.
I'm afraid if I tell him this, he will pull away, and our friendship means more to me than any chance at a relationship, so instead I skirt the subject whenever partners are brought up. No crushes, no one I find good looking, focusing on my studies etc. He has never really questioned it either, so at least I know this is well hidden.
That brings me to today, my first "adult" trip. I finished school at 17 and its now finally moving on to the next year, and I celebrate a near year, university, and more, by turning 18. James promised me we would do something fun to celebrate me officially becoming a man, at least, according to him.
Well that fun thing happened to be a week of hiking in the forests and mountains, staying in a cabin in the woods. It was perfect! I've always wanted to go hiking in these mountains but my family aren't one for hiking and I can't drive myself. James has said he would go with me but there has never been a good time... until now.
I hear the doorbell ring as I am coming down the stairs, putting on my socks as I hop the last little bit to the door. I open it to see James grinning from ear to ear at me. "Ready to go Lucas?" he asks.
"Sure am! Give me 1 moment to get my shoes on and we are all packed and ready to go!" I say, pointing to my large suitcase full of clothes. James grabs them and puts them into his car while I put my shoes on.
My parents aren't even home to say goodbye to me, too busy going to their markets and all. But they know James and are happy for me to go off for our week-long adventure. Something I'm particularly excited about because I've never had a sleepover with James, he was always too old for them.
My shoes tied, I get into the front seat as James closes the boot and hops into the driver seat. "Alright, lets go!". We are off!
The trip into the mountains isn't that long, about 4 hours, which considering we lived in the middle of the suburbs, really isn't that long. But the one thing I haven't mentioned about me, is I am an extremely nervous pisser. I'm not sure what it is, but if someone is around me, I can't pee. My dick just will not relax enough to let me actually pee. This has caused many issues at school, and I was laughed at for always using the stalls as a kid in school, but I would never be able to pee if someone could see me, only in the stalls. I also have a relatively small bladder, so while I can hold it for a bit, maybe not as long as the average person.
It was this thought that was going through my mind as we arrived at the cabin grounds. There were several cabins around, each well away and hidden from the other, and an area for people with tents too. James parks the car and walks to the small reception area to get the keys, and I race off to the toilet block to pee, having held it since the morning. I find the block empty thankfully, and so I move to the urinal. I let the flow go as it slams heavily onto the metal. I've always loved the feeling of my bladder emptying, it feels so relieving.
Finally empty, I walk out just in time to see James with the keys. He beacons me over to the cabin that will be our home for the next week, and we walk in to see what we have. Two bedrooms, one Queen bed and one bunk bed. Not the best, but its not the worst either. "I call the Queen" James shouts quickly.
"No fair! I want the Queen" I pout.
"Too bad, I'm olderer than you and biggerer than you so its mine" he taunts me, throwing his big bag of clothes onto the bed. I can't really argue with his logic so I take the bunk, sitting on the lower bunk and setting up my little night station for when we go to bed.
We have our first hike almost straight away, a short trip to check out the campsite and the view from the viewing platform not too far from here. It's a pretty fun walk and the temperate rain forest is really beautiful in this area. There is only 1 other couple here with us at the campground this week, which is great for us being nice and quiet with out hiking.
Thankfully, we will always be in range of our cell service, and be able to call for emergencies, as we aren't professionals or anything, so these hikes are just casual and for fun.
By the end of the day I am absolutely exhausted, mostly just from my excitement for the rest of the time. I'm so tired I don't even have to worry about if I will be able to jerk off with James so close, as I fall asleep almost immediately.
The next day is a long hike, but we have to drive to the location first. James tells me that its an hour drive, then a 6 hour hike, but it will be worth it as this is the thickest part of the rain forest, so the air will be thick and clean. The drive starts out normal until about half way we start climbing the mountain on a gravel road, its very bumpy, James' suspension isn't amazing, but it feels kind of calming too.
By the time we get there the air is warm, but not too hot, and I know James is right. The luck greenery around us is inviting, I can smell the clean air from all the plants. The scent of plant decay is thick, giving this woody smell that permeates every surface. Its inviting and I am excited to get started. As we get into the hike the trees create a canopy above us, sheltering us from the heat of the summer sun. I can hear trickles of water every now and then from the creek that flows below the path, and I think how during winter this small trickle of water will be a rushing river rapids, sweeping everything in its path.
However today its calm and inviting. We hike deeper and deeper, though I know we are going in a large loop. We have passed the half way point now as the trees begin to lighten a little as we come out of the deepest part, and as I drink through most of my water, I realize I'm going to need to pee, and I don't know if I'll be able to.
As if James could read my thoughts, suddenly he stops "I need to pee, why don't we stop here for lunch? We are almost 3/4 of the way through now anyway."
"Y... yeah good idea." James walks over to a push and I hear the sound of his piss stream hit the leaves on the ground, splashing everywhere.
I already know at this point that I'm not going to be able to, but I pull out my dick and try to pee in a bush as well... nothing, not even a drop. I need to go but it just won't let me relax. I hate this so much. James wraps up and I pretend I'm done too, and we have some food and then continue on with out hike.
Its been about 7 hours now since we left and I have not peed. Finally we make it back to the car and I'm getting really desperate. As soon as we start to drive and hit the gravel road, I know I'm in trouble. Big trouble.
What was calming and nice bumpy road on the way up, is bouncing my bladder on every rock. I feel every single minor bump and sway and each one threatens to be the one that breaks the dam, that releases the flow that is so desperately wanting to come out. I squirm in my seat, determined to hold it until I can get to a toilet. I'd have no trouble pissing now, but we can't stop on these slopes. James notices my discomfort, but can't take his eyes off the road as we drive slowly, but steadily down.
After 15 minutes of this I realize that I don't have a choice, I'm not going to make it. The rocks feel like they are 5 times bigger than on the way up, and each jolt is sending pain through my bladder as it has stretched to maximum capacity. We hit a bump and I feel the first little bit of pee leak out, spreading a bit of warmth and showing as a small spot of dark where my dick is in my pants.
"Fuck James I really need to pee" I exclaim. James looks over at me briefly and sees the now much larger wet patch in my pants, about the size of my fist.
Almost alarmed, he replies "Oh shit, can you hold it until we get to the bottom of the mountain?".
"N.... No, shiiittt" thats all I can manage before we hit a pothole and the damn breaks. "Fuuuckkk" I say as I feel my bladder giving way and the hot piss start to soak first my underwear, then my pants. The small patch on my cargo pants immediately breaks into a large, dark area that spreads down my legs as I continue to piss. "Ooooohh" I moan in pleasure as the release feels so good I can't help it. My legs are warm under the liquid as it falls down the pant legs and into my socks.
I have thoroughly pissed myself here and by the time my bladder is empty, I am finally content. The pleasure of my thick stream however has given me a boner, that in my wet pants is kind of noticeable. However what is possibly more noticeable is that James also has a boner... I think. Its hard to tell if its just a bunched up part of his pants, and it definitely could be, but it looks like hes hard. That does nothing to help my own boner, which is throbbing now. When was the last time I jerked off? Too long ago. I just hope James hasn't noticed it, and given the mountain we are going down, its very possible he hasn't.
Finally we flatten out and the road widens out so James can pull over to the side where its now safe. Immediately I get out of the car, hoping that I have hit my boner well enough, though its deflated now, I pull of my shoes, socks and pants... and then my underwear. They are all thoroughly soaked in my piss. I hear the car door slam and I know James has gotten out of the car.
"Are you ok Lucas?" I hear him ask, I cover my dick and look over at him.
"Yeah, I'm ok. I'm sorry, its stupid. I should have told you..." I trail off. Is he hard? I can't tell, he might have tucked it into his waistband. Fuck. Now I'm getting hard again.
"Told me what?"
"My bladder issues. I'm a super nervous pee-er and I can't piss when there are other people that might see me." I squeak out.
"Oh, thats ok. You should have told me I could have let you go and left you on your own during the hike"
"I know, but I didn't want you to think I was a baby or anything". James grabs my hand.
"Lucas I don't think you are a baby at all! Now I know, I can be more accommodating to you, yeah?"
"Ok James. Thanks... lets just get back to the cabin" I say.
"Sure. Chuck your wet clothes into the back, and sit on a towel." I do as he says as we get back into James' car and get driving again. I almost immediately become painfully aware that my shirt does not go down far enough to hide my dick when I'm sitting down. The thought of my dick showing immediately makes me hard too. Shit.
James adjusts how he is sitting in the car, as they continue to drive. Is he hard too? It definitely looked like that, my dick throbbed at the thought of James getting hard over seeing him naked. James adjusts his crotch seeing this. Yep. Definitely hard. It was obvious now.
I started to get a little more bold, I leaned back and put my arms above my head, pulling my shirt up a little and showing off my fully hard cock and balls. James looks over at that moment, and swerves a little. "JAMES!" I had to shout.
"Shit! Sorry Lucas... I... I just... I didn't realize how big you were" James mutters, under his breath. That comment makes me throb again, the tip of my dick threatening to pull back the foreskin, glistening in the sun, wet from the residual pee or from pre-cum? I didn't know anymore.
After what felt like days, they finally arrive back at the cabin. By now, I had finally gone soft again, as the last 10 minutes he was thinking about how nice a shower would be, his legs slightly sticky from the dried piss. They get out of the car and start to walk back. I mention I might go have a shower to get cleaned up.
James looks at me, "yeah, maybe have a wank while you are in there" and winks, walking inside the cabin. I look over at him and see he is still hard. I realize right then that if I don't do something now, I'll never do it, and will never get another chance to do anything again. Running after him I catch up.
"Wait a minute, you have seen my cock, and hard too. I think thats a bit unfair. So comeon, show me what you have!" I say, throwing caution to the wind. I wanted - no. I needed, to see his cock. James smiles at me, giving me that grin that says he knows what I am up to.
"Fine Lucas, you win" and with that, pulls down his pants and underwear in one smooth motion. Revealing his hard uncut dick and thick bush. It was better than I could have hoped for. He had a thick bush of light brown hair, that was much thicker than I would have thought he would have. Sticking out was a pair of thick, hairy balls that were almost perfectly round, with long brown hairs. His dick was about 7 inches long and reasonably thick too, though nothing I would call "massive". His uncut dick was glistening in the tip, and I could tell that he was leaking precum as the foreskin was wet and almost dripping. He had a much longer foreskin than me, with his covering most of his head even when hard, so much that I could barely see the head hidden below it.
"Can I... can I touch it?" I ask, walking until we are almost touching.
"Please" He says as his dick pulses. I reached out and slowly placed my hand around the warm shaft. It was rock hard, yet at the same time, soft. I pushed my hand in towards him, away from me, pushing his foreskin back and revealing his extremely wet head. "Ooohhhh" a moan escaped James as I did that. I wondered at that moment when was the last time HE had wanked. I was rock hard myself by this point.
I continued to slowly stroke James' cock and with my other hand I felt his balls, they were soft but yet firm. Slowly, I sank to my knees until James' cock was level with me. I looked up at him to see him look down at me. He nodded, and I knew he was mine. I lifted his dick up and pushed my nose into that space between the base of his dick and his balls. I took a deep sniff. It was musky from the hike, but it wasn't sweaty. It was a perfect smell. It was intoxicating.
I then licked from the base of the dick right up to the tip, and when I hit the top of his dick, I swallowed the whole thing in one gulp, pushing right down to the base. "FUCKKKK" moaned James, as I pushed deep into his push, smelling his aroma. I began to slowly move up and down his dick, using my tongue to swirl around the shaft as I did, getting various moans from James. I pulled up and pushed my tongue under the foreskin, licking around the wet head and feeling every groove. "Shhiitt Lucas, you gonna make me cum" I heard James say.
I wanted it. I wanted it bad. I continued to swirl my tongue around the head, using my hand to feel his balls, slowly bobbing up and down on the shaft too. I felt James' balls start to tighten and I knew he was getting real close. James' balls suddenly pulled all the way up, and I knew I had to get that load in me. I put each hand on one of James' ass cheeks and the pushed his dick all the way back as it would go, deep throating him as his dick hit my throat. "FUCK I'M CUMMING" I felt his ass tighten and felt the thick pulse of his dick as the first rope shot out and down my throat. I pulled off ever so slightly so that the next shots would be in my mouth. With each pulse his ass would tense up, as the powerful orgasm overtook him. Rope after rope of hot, thick cum filled my mouth. Maybe 10 ropes in total, until finally the pulses slowed, then stopped.
I pulled off his slowly wilting dick, swallowing the sweet cum that filled my mouth in the process. It tasted even better than I thought it would, sweet, as if James had been eating pineapple just for me. "SHIT Lucas, I haven't cum like that in forever" James looked at me, then looked down at my leaking dick. "Let me help with that" he said.
Suddenly I felt myself being lifted up and pushed onto the bed, as James devoured my dick, taking the entire length in one gulp. I felt the warmth of his mouth on me and the wet tongue as it glided around my shaft. I knew I wasn't going to last long after sucking him, so I just relaxed into the blowjob. I felt James push down until I his nose pushed into my pubes. I cringed slightly as I realized that they probably were still a little stick from my earlier wetting, but James didn't seem to mind. If anything, James seemed to be MORE into the blowjob after that.
It hadn't been long, but I was already going to cum. I wasn't sure if James would swallow like I did, so I had to warn him. "James, I'm going to cum in a second" I said, sounding formal and clear in my head, but it came out mostly as a moan.
James sped up as I said that, and that was all it took. Wave after wave of pleasure pumped out spreading out from my dick until it reached every part of my body, I shuddered and then started to cum, shooting hard into James' mouth. About 9 ropes in total, all much larger than usual given I had been turned on for so long.
James pulled off my dick, and smiled at me. "Well I wanted to do that for a while now" he said. I knew then, that our friendship had completely changed, and for the better. This was just the start.
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