As always. This story involves piss and man-sex. If you don't like it...blah, blah, blah. I think you are old enough to make your own decisions.
As I have said before, this story may be true, it may not, you decide.
HUNTING MOOSE --- PART 4
By Da Costa
It had been four weeks since the big piss party at the old farm had taken place. I was still riding on the high of all the cocks and piss that I had enjoyed. I was still hoping that Moose would call wanting more of my ass and mouth, but I knew that the next time he called it might be the last. I had heard through the grapevine that Moose was going to have a short summer because he was getting prepared to go off to the university.
It was a hot day in late July and I had been drinking water and soda all morning. Then I thought that I might go in the backyard and drink some of my piss and have a good jack off in the sun. I put my pissy smelling shorts on and felt something in the pocket. I pulled out a card and on it was written, "I LIKE YOU A LOT. I WANT SOME PRIVATE PLAY. CALL ME --- ROB." It also included a phone number. The ink had run a bit from the water, but he was smart and wrote it in laundry marker. There were so many new faces that I don't remember them all, but I did remember Rob. There was something about him that really struck me. I had no idea when he slipped it into my pocket, but if he wanted to play, I'm game.
I went to phone to call the number on the card, I was just about to pick it up when it rang. I answered and it was Moose. "Marc." He said, "I need to see you. I'm coming over."
"Right now? Here?" I started to panic. I couldn't get caught at home, naked, getting pissed on. I looked at the clock and realized that it would be at least four more hours before either on of my parents might come home from work.
"Are you there? I said I was coming over." Moose said.
"Yeah," I was still unsure about him coming over. " Come into the back yard through the side gate."
"Okay. Five minutes." Moose hung up the phone.
I could only hope that we could do it fast and I could get him outta here before someone came home. I went out into the backyard and went to my private piss place. There was a good corner of the yard where no one could look into the yard and see me, us. It was right behind the garage with thick wooden fencing that ran from the garage around the yard. For extra privacy I placed a blanket on the clothes line. I pulled an old canvas tarp from the wood pile and laid it on the grass. I heard Moose's car pull into the drive and his car door close. He came into the yard and quietly called my name. I came from behind the blanket.
Moose was wearing an old tight tee shirt with the sleeves cut off. His big arms were tanned and still just as hairy. He also had on loose gym shorts that looked very worn. He also wore flip-flops. Moose seemed to glisten in the sunlight from sweat. The day was not only hot, but humid. He looked like he had not shaved in a few days and the few days growth made him look even more rugged than ever. I hated the fact that he was going off to the university and we might not get to play again.
"Marc," Moose said, walking up to me. "This is going to be the last time that we can get together."
I motioned him to come behind the blanket for privacy. "Why does this have to be the last time? I can visit you at the univ..."
"No." He said. "This is what I wanted to tell you." He put his hands on my shoulders. "I have been doing a lot of thinking about everything that we have done and I know now that I am gay. You were the only one that I could trust to keep the secret until I discovered that Bill and Alex were gay too. Because of my football, I had to play the macho straight guy and I will still do that, but I can't have you coming to visit me at school and exposing me. I have to be careful there. Bill, Alex and I have jacked off a couple of times together, but we never did anything else. Besides, they are becoming a couple. Marc, you helped me come to terms with myself and by letting us do things to you we could still maintain the act. Now, I want to suck you off. I want to have you piss on me. I want to drink your piss. And, if you want, I want you to fuck me."
I had no way to take all this in. He just poured his soul to me and now he wanted to have me do all the things that he had done to me, to him. I knew that I had feelings for him and the only thing that I could think to do was to do it. I put my hands on his waist and stared into his green eyes.
"Then let's stat with this." I moved my hands to his face and pulled him closer to me. Our lips met and our mouths opened. Moose started to kiss me with a strong masculine force. Our tongues moved around each other, over and over. He held me tightly and I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. We separated lips and I started to kiss his neck. I could smell his manly scent rising from his armpit. I went to his pit, lifted his arm and started to lick the sweat and scent from his pit.
"Oh, Marc," He sighed. "That is great. That feels good. Lick that pit, get it all wet." I kept on licking till I felt that his hairy pit was clean of sweat. Then I grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down just enough to let his cock and balls out. I lifted to bottom of his shirt up and starting kissing and licking the thick black hair of his belly and went down to his pubes. I licked my way from his pubes to the base of his shaft and then licked the shaft getting it wet with spit. I took the head into my mouth and started to suck it down. I shifted my position to get onto my knees before him when he grabbed me under my arms and lifted me up. "Now its my turn."
Moose got on his knees in front of me. This was something that I had thought about many times while jacking off and now it was real. Moose pulled on my shorts and fell around my feet. My own seven inch dick was pointing right at his mouth. He looked at it and then looked up at me and told me that I have a nice dick. He stuck his tongue out and licked the head taking the drool of precum that was leaking out. He made a humming sound and licked it again. Moose opened his mouth and took the head into his warm mouth. This was a first for me and I was so excited that I thought I would shoot right there. I regained some sense and tried to hold it in along with a full bladder. Moose started to move his head back and forth on my dick. Running his tongue along the underside of the head.
"Moose."
"Yeah." He mumbled while still sucking.
"I have to pee."
He pulled off my dick. "Yeah, that's what I want. Give it to me, Marc." He held my dick and aimed it at his face. I sighed and felt my water flow. My piss hit him in the face and started to run down over his shirt. The thin material clung to his chest and became thin enough to show his hairy chest. I had drunk a lot and had a lot of piss to give him. "Yes, get me all wet with your piss." Moose said in a lusty way. "I have to taste it." Then he opened his mouth and let it fill with piss. He closed his mouth just enough to swallow and made another satisfied sound. He then put his open mouth into the stream and gulped until he could put his lips around the head and drank my piss as it flowed from my dick. The feeling was incredible. It was like I was having one long orgasm. I looked down at the big, macho, football playing stud hanging from my dick and drinking my piss and thought that I had gone to heaven. As I was looking down I saw a stream of piss coming from Moose's dick and spraying up and back down onto his cock like a fountain. The whole scene got me so hot that I just became another person.
"You like my piss doncha, piss pig." Moose just made a yummy sound. "Drink it all while you piss on yourself, pig." I couldn't believe that I was saying those things. The lust had taken over. My stream finally slowed down and Moose pulled off my dick and just basked in the piss.
"I loved that. Now I know why you like it so much." Moose said sounding like a whore.
I started to get onto my knees and told him to get on all fours. "Now I'm going to give you your first cock up the ass."
"Yes. I want that too." Moose rolled over and got into position. I got behind him and pulled his shorts off and to his knees. His ass cheeks were hairy and wet with piss. I put my hand one a check and spread it out. It looked like he had shaved around his ass hole because it was devoid of hair. I had a little piss left and let it go pissing onto his hole. Moose let out a moan. I pressed my cockhead to the pucker and pushed. The piss and my precum helped to lube us both. Moose let out a moan that I thought was heard by the neighbors. I thought for sure that we might get caught, but I didn't care. The warmth of his rectum felt good on my hard shaft as I slowly pushed myself into him.
That was the best feeling that I had ever had. I slowly pulled back to the head and pushed back into him. I started slow and built up speed.
"Oh, yes." Moose sighed. "Fuck my ass, Marc. Make me your faggot."
"Fucking gonna slam your tight ass, faggot."
I kept slamming his ass. I held onto his waist and just thrust in with everything that I had on each stroke. I would slow the pace and then speed up again.
"Roll over," I said. "I want to see your face with my dick in you." Moose rolled over with my dick still in him onto his back and lifted his legs. I held onto each hairy leg and started to thrust again.
"Goddam, I love having your cock up my ass. It feels so good. I want your cum in me."
I pulled my dick out till just the head was inside him and pumped with short burst so that I could tickle the underside of the head just enough to make me shoot.
"I'm gonna cum, Moose." I was breathing hard and fast. "Gonna shoot it up your faggot ass."
"I want it. Spray up my ass with your juice." Moose grabbed his dick and started to stroke.
"I'm cumming. I said and felt my seed shoot into his ass. My dick jerked with each cum shot and I felt his ass ring tighten as he shot his load. The first shot hit me on my mouth and the next on my chin. His next coupe of shots went onto his chest and mixed with the thick, sweaty, pissy hair.
We were both breathing hard and I left my cock in his ass till it started to go down. I just laid on his heaving chest and was face to face with him. Moose had a very thankful look in his eyes and kissed me again. He kissed me deeply and licked his own cum off my chin and around my lips.
I finally went soft and pulled out of his ass and rolled off of Moose and we laid next to each other in a puddle of piss.
After a few minutes, Moose started to get up. "I should go now. I'll go to the creek and swim around so I can be kinda clean to go home."
"You can shower here." I didn't want him to go.
"I can't stay any longer. I have to go." Moose said getting up. He pulled his shorts up and took two steps. I jumped up and stopped him. Telling him that he didn't have to leave.
"Marc," Moose kissed me one more time. "Thank you...for everything. I have to go because...because ...I think I might love you."
"You what?." I was stunned and could not move or think.
"You heard me, faggot. Goodbye." Moose quickly walked out of the yard and got into his car and left.
I was still rooted to the spot. I could not believe what he said. My legs got weak and I dropped to the ground and sat there for what seemed like an hour just thinking about everything that had happed since that one night when he first fucked me and everything that he had just told me.
I finally came out of my haze and realized that I was still in the yard. I cleaned up quickly and showered in time for my parents arrival from work.
That night I teared up and whimpered myself to sleep knowing that Moose said that he loved me and I had strong feelings for him. Those words hit me hard and I sulked around the house for the next month. I decided that I would abide by Moose's choice and not try to visit him at school.
By the end of September I found a job at a store to keep me busy and over the course of time I got over Moose. I had heard that Bill and Alex moved to Boston together.
One day while working at the store, Rob walked in and we struck up a conversation. Rob and I had many days and nights of sex and piss play, but I will never forget the night That without knowing it, I was hunting Moose.
THE END
This was the final chapter in this series. There will be no more HUNTING MOOSE stories. There is nothing left to tell. I will not be writing any stories about Rob, please don't ask.
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