Wow! What great shots! Finally, I put the camera down and took a running dive and hit the water. Shit! It was cold. It made reality come crashing in around me. What was I doing, running around naked, hard and jerking off in the open air. Shit! What was I doing? What was becoming of me? Did I like what I was becoming?
Jared started it and then soon everyone was splashing me and yelling loser! I laughed and then my cock swelled as thought about having to ride home naked! Shit!
I was laughing when I got a nose and mouth full of water! I started choking and gagging. I think everyone thought I was kidding at first, but it was Hank that pushed everyone away and held me above the water and almost carried me to shore. He was smacking me on the back and holding my head up.
I nearly gagged and fell over with all the pounding. He leaned over me and said, "You okay?" He was holding me by the shoulders. I saw the concern on his face and I loved it. I nodded my head, unable to speak yet as I was still trying to catch my breath.
He let go of me, then smiled and said, "I thought I was going to have to give you mouth to mouth there for a moment!"
I smiled at the thought of that and remembered this morning's very hot session with him. I wanted to taste his mouth again!
He ruffled my head, smiled and then patted me on the back again.
The other guys had gotten out of the water and were standing around me. I hated being the center of attention. I mean I was getting to like it in the photo classes and the auction shots, but this brought back memories of high school being the center of some prank. I shuddered and then closed my eyes for a second.
I saw myself surrounded by a bunch of high school jocks, one of which had managed to give me a wedge. They were laughing at me and I was trying hard not to cry. I had been standing out side the men's room, which happened to be where my locker was.
These jocks had come out laughing and joking and talking about some girl in graphic terms. They accused me of listening into their conversation. One grabbed and held me while the another pulled my underwear up my ass. Then they started laughing and got half the hallway laughing at me as well.
The humiliation was overwhelming and I had fought hard to bury the memory of it. Now this group of guys standing around me brought it all back and Hank holding me by the shoulders really focused it for me. I thought I had gotten over that, but it really hit.
I shuddered again and pushed my way through the guys and sat down on a boulder. Hank must have seen something in my expression because he said, "Can you give us a moment guys."
They moved away and Hank sat down next to me. "What's up little brother?"
I shook my head and he took hold of my chin and pointed it towards his face. "Look little brother, we have come to far together for you to clam up now." He looked me in the eyes.
I shook my head and tried to swallow the lump in my throat. "I am sorry, Hank." I managed to squeak out.
He rubbed my back and waited for me to speak.
I wiped my face and moved my head to look at my lap. "Every time we have a great time or do something wild, I get some wild thoughts going through my mind." I cleared my throat and tried to continue on. "Hank you mean a lot to me and you can't imagine what it is like for me to really be liked by someone else." I looked up at him and continued on, "and I not just talking about the sex. That is incredible and mind blowing in its own right."
I paused again and took a deep breath. "I have told you that I didn't have a lot of friends in high school," He nodded, "But I don't think I have told you how much I was put down and harassed in school." I took another deep breath. This was difficult, but it felt good to be telling someone.
I told him about the wedgie incident and he nodded and rubbed my back some more. I guess he sensed that I had more to say. It was so easy to talk to him, but it was still difficult.
"Guys were always seeming to be my friend only to set me up for some prank or the butt of some joke. A guy would befriend me and eventually set me up with some girl for a date or something. I would show up to her house and her father would answer the door and start yelling at me about me the spawn of satan,' and he devil's plaything.' Turns out they were some kind of religious sect that didn't allow their children to date.
"When he got done yelling at me, I turned and saw the `friend' and some other guys sitting in their car across the street laughing their asses off. I was so embarrassed.' I wiped my nose and looked at Hank, he had a miserable look on his face.
I told him about a couple of other pranks that had been played on me until I shunned everyone because I couldn't trust them. "And then I met you and you seemed too good to be true. You liked me and seemed to care about me and then you have told me how much you care about me and you have demonstrated it in so many ways."
I looked over at him again and tried to smile, "So much as happened to me in the last 7 days that my mind and emotions are on a rollercoaster. I worry so much about what other people will think of me. What they will think of me, if they knew I was gay? What will they think if they see me naked on campus? What will they think if they see me hard in the photo classes? And on and on. And every time we are together I feel great and then as soon as we apart I start worrying that you are going to find someone better or that you like more."
I took a deep breath, and tried to smile again, "I have kind of stopped worrying if you are pulling some prank on me. But I must admit that some of the stunts you have had me do or bet me to do, make me wonder what you have in mind." He smiled his gentle smile and rubbed my back some more.
"Hank, having you around is the best thing and doing the things we do are so wonderful and you seem to push me to do things I couldn't imagine and that makes me go into the `what will people think?' spiral. And then I get this panic attack that people at home are going to find out and that my mom might find out and." I stopped and looked at Hank with wide eyes.
"Oh, shit! I haven't called her in days! She is going to really think something is wrong. I can see her calling up the dean of students or something or getting some uncle to drive her up here to check on me. Oh, shit, Hank! What am I going to do?"
He laughed! The asshole laughed! "What is so fucking funny?" I was getting steamed.
"Nothing! Calm down, little brother! You are doing it again! You are going into panic mode. Calm down. Take a deep breath. We will call her when we get back to the dorm. If she shows up, you can blame it on me." He looked at me and smiled.
"And after all you have said, which I am so glad you have told me, I still don't know what happened out there that got you upset," he indicated the lake.
"Are you going to be naked if she shows up at our dorm room? Hank, I can't greet my mother naked. And I can't let her meet you that way. I mean, Hank, what," and he put his hand over my mouth and smiled again.
"Calm Down!" he said with great force.
I realized I was nearly panting and my heart was racing. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and shuddered a bit. I let out my breath in a long sigh. I shook my head, opened my eyes and looked at Hank's concerned face.
"Okay, you doing better, yet?" he said rubbing my back again. Man that felt so good.
I nodded. He reached around with arm to encompass in his arms and hugged me. "You have a shit load of baggage you are carrying around." He kissed my forehead and it felt so wonderful!
I swallowed again and then said, "Out there, with all the guys standing around splashing and laughing at me and then I got the water in my nose and mouth and couldn't breathe. It was like I was suddenly standing inside the ring of laughing jocks making fun of me in high school. It just all came roaring back." I looked up at him and added, "I am so sorry, Hank. I am such a mess!"
He rubbed my head again and said, "Yeah, you are a bit fucked up, but I like fucking up you!" It took me a moment to translate that because the first pass through my processors I heard I like it when you are fucked up. That's what I would have expected from one of the jocks that pretended to be my friend. I opened my mouth to blow up, when it went through the processors again and I understood he was making one of his word plays.
I swallowed my words, blushed and smiled then as he put his hand on my opposite shoulder and pulled me in close to him.
He started to talk and I heard a crack in his voice, so I looked up at him and saw emotions in his eyes as he began again, "Kyle, little brother, it is me that should be thanking you."
"What?"
"Shhh, let me talk. My turn. I came here all set to be a big bad ass mother fucker. My shit wasn't going to stink and I was going to rule the roost. That's why I wrote that nasty note, you touch my stuff you die,' you don't do what I tell you to, you die,' and best of all, `you go naked or you don't stay in this room.' I thought I was going to lord it over my roommate and make him my personal pet."
He shook his head and continued. "All my life I have been the youngest and I know I have great brothers, but I got tired of being the little brother, the pet and I was going do it to someone else." He looked at me sheepishly.
"And as soon as I met you and got to know you a little, I realized that you really did need a big brother buy not the asshole big brother I had planned on being. I guess my brother's ways are staying true. They always included me and always looked after me and I should be grateful for all they have done instead of being mad at them."
He leaned in and kissed my forehead again, "So if I get out of line and try to get you to do something that you don't want to do, just tell me to fuck off and I will understand." I started to say something but he held up his hand, "I know you don't think you could do that, but you can and you may and you probably will if I push to hard, too fast or too much."
Damn, he had a way of melting my heart. He was so wonderful. I wiped my eyes and leaned in and gave him a kiss on the lips. He responded in kind. And I thought he was going to start groping me right then and there when I heard, "Are you guys going to sit there and play lovey dovey all day or can we go get something to eat?'
I blushed realizing that we were being watched. It was Jim standing there with his shit eating grin. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked, worried about what he had heard. Damn, there I go again.
"Long enough," he said, his grin getting more shitty!
I wiped my eyes and stood up. Where the fuck was my clothes? Did I ever wear them any more, I thought with laughter. These days it seemed I spent less time in them and more time out of them. I finally saw them and started towards them when Hank said, "Wait, you were the last one in the water, you don't get to wear clothes!"
The others laughed, but not as boisterously as they had before. Had they heard?
My cock started swelling and Hank smiled, "Sir Everhard, at your service," he said pointing at my rapidly rising cock, which only made me more self conscious, embarrassed, nervous and horny! He reached over and popped it down and released it. It snapped up and hit me in the stomach.
"Ouch!" I barked. He laughed and I smiled.
"Since you have your pointer out, why don't you point the way for us, little brother," he said and smiled.
I looked around at the other guys. Eric was smiling ear to ear and looking at my crotch while absently flipping his own cock. Jared had gathered up the clothes and had them in a bundle. I guess the plan was to walk naked to the car. Could I do this? Did I want to do this? What this the time to tell Hank to fuck off? Did I really have the balls to do that?
Jim seemed to be working on his cock as he swelled and grew. His smile had moved on to lecherous. "Is Sir Everhard going to point the way for us?"
Eric laughed and said, "Unless you beat him to it!"
Jim's cock swelled and was nearing it's full size. He did a little `awe shucks' routine of stirring the dust with his foot while he looked down.
"I want to get a shot from the back of the four of you as you walk down the trail naked," Eric said. Then he added, "I want to label the picture, `the end.'" I liked his ides. Too bad I hadn't thought of it!
I realized I was a little nervous about doing this, but trusted Hank. I looked around at the guys and saw that Hank and Jared were the only ones not standing at attention. I knew Hank could control himself pretty well, but it appeared that Jared could as well.
I turned and started heading down the trail. Earlier I had followed the others and felt less vulnerable. Now I felt total exposed (well, duh!) and on display. I had the fear that the others had held back and let me walk on by myself. In a panic I turned to see them following right behind.
I took a deep breath and tried to still my racing heart as I led the way down the trail. My dick swelling and becoming more rigid and more excited by the prospect of walking along naked.
About half way to the creek, I encountered a man standing beside the trail. I blushed and wanted to cover myself as he stood and watched me approach. He was wearing hiking shorts, a pack, a ball cap, and hiking shoes. He was tan, fit and looked to be in his forites. He stood there smiling as I approached.
"You boys out for a little nature walk?" and he chuckled as he said it.
I was flustered and didn't know what to say, Jim, however, never seemed at a loss for words, "Yeah, you ought to join us!"
The guy laughed and shook his head, "I don't think you guys want to see some old fart like me walking around naked." He took in each of us, inspecting each of us thoroughly up and down. "You all appear to be fine specimens of young men. I fear I would send you running and deflating if I was to walk in a similar condition." He chuckled again.
"You mean naked and hard?" Jim asked.
The guy nodded and added, "Seeing you boys that later would be easier than the former."
It took me a second, but I looked down and noticed that his shorts were beginning to tent. Was every man turned on by hard naked men? I was going to have to ask Hank about that.
"But I will retain this image for quite a while and enjoy it often."
Hank moved forward and said, "Hi, I am Hank and this is my roommate Kyle," he said, indicating me, "He is out for the first time. And I mean that in many definitions." Hank smiled, "And he would feel honored if you would test the steel of his metal."
"Well, Kyle, if that's true then I would be honored to test it," He reached over and took my cock in his hand. The heat of his hand seared my cock and it leaked to put out the fire! He squeezed it and then pushed it down, as Hank had done and released it.
"Iron," he said and then added, "Iron velvet to be exact." He said smiling.
He looked over at Hank, he extended his hand. I didn't know if he was offering to shake his hand or reaching to take Hank's cock in hand.
"Hank, this is one fine roommate you have. My name is Harry. It is fortuitous that today is the day I happened to decide to take this hike." He smiled as Hank shook his hand and then moved his hand to Hank's crotch.
"I think you need to meet the rest of the guys," Hank said when Harry had released his now swelling cock.
"This is Jim. He is always open to anything," I loved when Hank did his puns!
Harry took Jim's hard cock in his hand and looked at Hank as if he was just understanding his comment. Hank just nodded his head.
"This is Jared, Jim's roommate." Hank said as Harry stepped forward and took Jared's thick nearly swollen member in his hand.
"You have very big, ah, hands," Harry said and chuckled.
"And last, and as you can see, not the least, is Eric. He and Kyle are taking photography and this is a photo expedition of sorts," Hank explained.
Harry took Eric's hard cock in his hand and squeezed. Eric's eyes closed and he sighed. Harry chuckled and said, "Of sorts, seems to leave lots of options open!" He thought for a moment and then said, "Why don't I get a shot of the five of you?"
"Only if you let us get one with you," Hank said, "but you have to be similarly attired."
Harry just laughed and shed his pack. He asked for the camera.
Hank got the camera out, extended it, but then pulled it back a bit, "Lose the shorts first."
I was amazed again, how Hank could control a situation and without sounding dictatorial or domineering. He said it as if he was the most natural thing. Harry smiled, shrugged his shoulders, undid his belt, buttons and zipper and let his shorts fall to the ground. He had been going commando, so his own hard shaft joined the group. His cock was thick and about 6 inches long. His golf ball sized balls and crotch were covered with wiry, kinky grey and down hair. That as he removed his hat, match the grizzled look on his head.
"Your loss, my gain," Harry said, smiling and reaching for the camera.
Hank smiled and handed the camera to Harry. Harry looked over the camera and said, "Nice, very nice!"
It's Kyle's. He just got it today. He worked very hard to earn the money for it. And I mean he worked, `hard' for it." I blushed and Harry laughed.
"I bet he did," Harry said and then, "Okay, boys line up." We stood side by side and he took a shot. "Now arms around each other's shoulders. Like a band of brothers." I liked that thought, especially since I got to put my arm around Hank's shoulder. Hank put one of his arms around mine and the other around Jim's/
"Now reach left and take the cock you find in hand. Hank you have to take two!" He smiled as he took this shot. Then he laughed and shook his head.
"Okay, now one from the back. I know, I know, you were enjoying that!" He laughed again as we all turned.
"Okay, your turn," Hank said. Then to me he said, "You can make this take a time delay right?" I nodded and knew what he meant.
Harry joined the group and stood in the center next to Jared. I set the camera on a boulder, composed the picture, set the timer and ran over to stand next to Hank. This was mind blowing again! Some stranger striping down and taking a picture with us.
"One more," Hank said, "but I want to arrange this one." Once again in charge, Hank posed everyone and as I composed the picture I was smiling. It was amazing! I pushed the button and ran to get into position.
After the camera clicked, Harry said, "Let me see that one!" He got up and walked over to the camera. I pushed the review mode and brought the shot up on the screen. Harry was laughing and shaking his head. There on the screen was Harry kneeling behind Jim who was on all fours, appearing to fuck him. Jared was standing over Jim with his cock pointed at Harry's mouth. Eric and I were on either side and Harry was holding our cocks and Hank was lined up behind Harry's ass.
"Mine friends are never going to believe me!" he said, smiling and continuing to shake his head.
"Give us your email address and we will send you a copy!" Hank suggested as he walked up to us.
Harry reached down, picked up his pack, fished around inside it and extracted a card. He handed me the card. I read the card, then moved it aside so I could once again his Harry's crotch. I laughed and showed the card to Hank.
It said, "Harry Rod" and the email address was harryrod575@yahoo.com. "Is this really your name?" I asked in disbelief.
Harry laughed and said, "Yes."
Hank laughed and said, "You should write gay porn!'
We all laughed at that including Harry. "Yeah, right. Okay, you boys have inspired me. I will walk the rest of the way to the lake this way," he said holding his arms out to his sides displaying himself naked.
Hank gave him a thumbs up and Jim smiled and said, "You sure you are going to be okay up here like that?"
"Why did you want to join me and see what opens up?" Harry laughed. He bent and grabbed his pack, slung it over his shoulder, put on his cap and then walked down the line of us. He spent a bit of time at each of us, fondling our bodies. It made me so turned on to be felt up by this stranger out in the open like this.
He waved over his shoulder at us as he headed up the trail. I watched his ass for a bit as he moved up the trail. His ass was tight and I realized tan. The little devil! He must spend a lot of his time naked outside to get such a uniform tan. He wasn't in the least bit embarrassed. He had just been playing us!
I turned and led the group down the trail, across the stream and back to the car. There was only one other vehicle there. It had to be Harry's. One look at the jeep's license plate confirmed it. It said, "NATRLVR" I laughed at that and shook my head. What a guy!
Thanks guys for your patience - I thought I sent this in days ago! Off in Europe for a bit and kind of out of touch -
hope to have a couple more chapters up soon -
thank you! have fun
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