RhinoDerm Productions Presents a THH Creation HoweCaverns are not just made of stone May 30, 1992 Written By: Boomer Dedicated to: Roget <-- he knows who he is :> Uploaded Exclusivly to: First Impressions BBS Newington, Ct
The drive to New York State had been an easy one. Traffic had been
very light on this one particular Friday morning. The tunes on the radio had
been of the right type of traveling music which made the ride go even quicker
then expected. It had been three hours since I had left home to go on this
camping trip to Howe Caverns. Was making good time, and thought that I would
enjoy the three day weekend all alone.
The cooler was in the trunk, along with all the other camping gear, I
was experiencing the normal hunger pains in my stomach and had decided that
to travel a bit faster at this stage in the ride wouldn't hurt. I pushed the
petal to the floor a bit more and got the speed of the car up to 75mph. Now
I like traveling fast, but I am not as willing to pay the price for a speeding
ticket, discression is usually the better part of valor when it comes to
traveling at speeds that would either make you go broke or end up in a
local jail for a night.
It was not long before I came upon the campground that I had found in
the brochures that I had gotten in the mail from the tourist department from
New York. As I came around the last curve in the road I was relieved to see
there were still open spaces for one to set up a tent. I checked in and payed
the two day fee and quickly found my spot.
By this time the sun was high in the sky, but luck was with me, I was
able to place my tent under a large Oak tree that was part of my camp site.
The tent is easily assembled and takes no more then 5 min to get the tent up,
sleeping bags set, and cooler and clothes moved in.
My stomach reminded me of how hungry I was so I set down to business
to making lunch. As I was doing so another young man had pulled into the spot
next to mine, he too was setting up his equipment to spend the night. I went
over and introduced myself.
"Hi, My names Rick", I smiled..."Would you like some lunch? I have
enough for you if wish to have a sandwhich."
He shook my hand, took me by suprise too, what a grip he had. "Yea,
that would be nice...but, you wouldnt want to help me set up my
tent first would you?"
I looked down at the tent, scanned the area, then scanned his body
from foot to head, he smiled, "Look, I am sorry, I didn't introduce my
self, My name is Jerry."
"Sure, lets get this tent setup", I got on the other side facing him, we both
squated down to get the rods into the proper holes, as I looked over to try and
get a look at what he was hiding behind the shorts he was wearing, I noticed
that his balls were hanging out, this guy was not wearing anything under those
shorts. And since it was a bit warm, his nuts were hanging really low. I looked
up so not as to get caught looking at this guy, but it was too late, a look
came across Jerry's face that would of scared anyone....but he smiled, and gave
a wink.
His tent didnt take much time to set up, and he finnished getting his
sleepingbag and other stuff into his tent while I built him his sandwhich.
By this time he had removed his shirt, exposing one of the nicest bodies that
I had ever seen, his chest had just enough hair on it, and due to the hair
color being blonde, the sun would just catch it right at times.
We sat down, "So Jerry, what brings you up this way for the night?"
Continuing to chew on his lunch, He said, "Well, I needed to get away for the
weekend, I don't know why I came here since I usually head out towards New
Hampshire, but I guess I didn't really feel like the long ride today, but this
place is nice."
While he was telling me his reason for coming out here, I had moved my eye
posistion down to his shorts again, and this time I could see that the head
of his cock was trying to push its way out from underneath his shorts.
He cought me looking at him again, and he then moved his hand down to my knee
and just rubbed it a bit, and smiled. I encourged him to continue rubbing
by moving by moving my hand down to his knee and doing the same.
I asked him if he wanted to go and get away from the heat for awhile, I told
him that I was heading out towards Howe Caverns, and asked him if he wanted to
join me?
"Yea, that sounds real nice, let me just get a jacket Rick, and I'll be right
with you."
He walked over to his car to grab his jacket, and as he walked over to his
car I just kept my eye on his assetts coming and going in both directions.
For some reason I knew that the night was going to be almost as hot as the day
was, with a little help from my new found friend.
We spent the next four hours touring HoweCaverns and taking in the sights, just
enjoying eachothers company. We really couldn't talk much cause the walls of
the cave would echo almost every word we said. We just tried to get a grab
at eachother now and then when we could. That was even difficult cause
there were like 20 other people in our tour group.
By the time we left the cave the sun would only be up for another two hours.
We both agreed that we should get back to camp and get ready for dinner.
Dinner was an easy affair, and he invited me into his tent to talk to get
away from the mosquitoes that were buzzing around like angry hornets.
"So Rick, tell me you have anyone special in your life?"
"No, I never did, been kinda of just waiting for the right person."
Jerry smiled, "Who would this right person be?"
I laughed out loud and had a hard time to come up with an answer, "Well, some
one who wants to have fun, who has a wonderful smile, and just enjouys being
together when we spend time together."
"Seems likes a general descritpion to me", as he said that he moved closer.
By this time we were sitting so close that I could feel the heat coming off
both our bodies.
I leaned closer, and he did the same, our lips touched, just barely, but enough
to send a shiver down my entire body. Before I knew it Jerry was holding me
close and gently blowing in my ear, his hand had found their way down to my
pants and had them unbuttoned before I even knew what had happend.
Gerry's hands took my manhood and touched me with such care that it was not
long before I had a raging hardon. He continued to rub my stiff member and
the inner part of my thigh.
I was busy myself working on getting his pants off, and I knew that they needed
to come off fast for his cock was begging for release. For I could feel it
throbing on my hand as I searched for the button that would release it from
its prison.
The pants peeled back like that of a bananna showing the long white fruit that
layed just under those shorts he was wearing. I knew that the honey that was
being stored and waiting to be released in an explosive orgasim was going
to be much more tastier then a real bananna.
We both layed down in a 69 posistion, Jerry was continuing to blow cool air
on my nuts, and slowly continued to pump his hand back and forth on my tool. I
looked at his hard rod, it was pulsating and I could feel each pulse, I took
my lips and gently touched the head of his cock. Rubbing it back and forth on
my lips I slowly stuck out my tounge to lube his rod up with my own fluid.
I continued just rubbing my lips up and down the shaft and then with a warm
breath of air I blew over his meat, I opened my mouth and wrapped my tounge
around the shaft and slowly took him into my mouth. I was able to swallow
the entire length of his cock, and i moved my head slowly up and down the hard
pulsating shaft. With every stroke I took him in as deep as I could, as I
reached the head of the cock I sucked as hard as I could, he moaned every
time I did this.
I kept my hands busy too, I rubbed his balls and massaged them to work up
a large load of hot white cum that I eventually wanted to taste. I had my
other hand just on the edge of his hole. Massaging and just a bit of force
to have my finger enter the soft dark hole. I was suprised that not only could
I get one finger in, but two others as well.
Jerry had continued to lick and suck on my hard on too, and was doing such a
good job at it that I had to concentrate hard on not shooting my load before
it was too soon.
I moved to face him, I sat on top of him and grasping his man meat I put our
two throbing cocks together. I moved my hands to his chest and gently rubbed
and massaged his whole front part of his body, I then leaned down and we
locked our lips together so hard and fast that even NASA would of been proud
of the air tight seal that we had made together.
Gerry's hands began to explore my back, working his hands in a circular motion
as they worked their way down to the small of my back. I continued to stroke
his hair, while both our bodies were writhing together in rhythm, matching
each others wave of exctasy.
We hand now unlocked our posistion and went into a 69...he took my cock into
his mouth, and gently sucked on it as if he was a newborn nursing on his
mother. The hot warm mouth was more then I could handle, after all our
the time that our warm skin was in such close contact.
I managed to stuff all of Jerry's cock into my mouth and began to give
one of the best blow jobs that I had ever given in my life. as I came to the
top of the head he would force it back into my mouth, thrusting it back in
as deep as he could, suddenly he let out a moan that was so low that we could
both feel the vibrations of the moan traveling down through both our bodies.
Just then his hot stiff cock stiffened and throbed really hard in my mouth,
then out came the hot white honey that I so much desperatly wanted to taste
squirt after juicy squirt of hot jism shot to the back of my throat. I
managed to swallow every last drop of this guys nector.
It wasnt long after that I too was about be propelled into an orgasm my self.
I started thrusting my hips into Gerry's mouth, trying to get my own stiff
cock deeper into his throat, I imagined myself a flying gas station, like the
planes that fuel other planes in flight, and that my stiff throbbing rod was
the line that would deliver the fuel
I let out a low moan, and then I sprayed gobs of hot white honey into Jerry's
hot soft wet mouth, squirt after squirt he swallowed ever last drop.
We were both so exhausted that we fell asleep in each others arms....
It had turned out that this was one hot weekend that neither one of us
would ever forget.
The End Boomer