Rooming with My Best Friend

ROOMING WITH MY BEST FRIEND-SOPHOMORE 92

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It was so ideal sitting at our campsite, just me and Corey, and knowing, or at least hoping, we wouldn't have interruptions. It was fairly primitive, but we liked it. We could enjoy two full days of doing all of what this large state park had to offer. Hunger began to set in and had us starting a fire in the fire pit with some scrap wood we found. We roasted hot dogs on sticks and enjoyed them with water and chips.

We were satisfied with the dogs and sat on the grass near the small fire with our arms around each other.

"So how's Marie doing?" I asked Corey about his mom.

"I've made a point to call her every day to show how concerned I am for her sobriety. Yes, she was drunk last weekend. She gave some lame ass excuse but I didn't go for it."

"I know it concerns you."

"It does, but I can only do so much. How's Linda and Vince?"

"Great as usual," I replied.

"I think someone is worried she's getting married soon."

"I think if she had the desire to she would have already. I'm not sure she wants to be married again for some strange reason. I've told her over and over to leave me out of it."

"You know she won't. Matt, would you be ready to marry me if we could?"

"If we could, I'd say we wait until we graduate."

"I'd marry your ass right now and not think a thing about it," Corey said and kissed me.

"So you think Colt and Andrea are ready too?" I asked.

"No, but we've been together longer. Hell we act like we're married sometimes," Corey laughed.

"We do at times, but married people sleep together every night, or should. To me, marriage is the ultimate commitment. No fucking around either."

"It is a commitment, but I know people that still fuck around."

"Me too. It can be fun at times," I said with darkness setting in. We found our light and set it near us. Corey lost his shorts and invited me to join him since we were isolated and alone. I had no problem with it and did so.

Corey and I sat by the fire holding each other and enjoying nothing but the sounds of the great outdoors. Soon kissing ensued followed by petting, sucking and eventually led to me fucking Corey. It was so romantic with us making love outdoors by the fire. There was very little dirty talk since we tried to stay lip locked while I was balls deep inside of his blazing hot ass. Corey came while I was stroking him off as we fucked on our sides. He wanted my load down his throat and got it there after I pulled out. The sexual high was fantastic for both of us. Corey was glowing and so satisfied after our sex.

We adjourned to the tent to sleep after putting out the fire and taking a piss holding each other's flaccid cocks. The sleeping bags were different than our sheets. I crawled on top of him and began making out with him. His hands were all over me and my ass while I nibbled on his pierced ears, neck and shoulders before returning to his mouth. I snuggled close to him after we stopped.

Sometime in the middle of the night, I heard something outside. I was scared and didn't know what it was. I poked Corey on the shoulder.

"Corey, something is out there," I said.

Corey rubbed his eyes. "Ummm... just relax. We're in the wilderness."

We heard the sound again. "Oh shit!" I screamed.

Corey didn't seem fazed and grabbed our light. He unzipped the tent and shined it out there. "Oh, it was just a coon. We must have left crumbs or trash on the ground."

"I just knew it was a bear or something," I said.

Corey smiled, "There are no bears around."

"Okay," I said. "I'm sorry I woke you up."

"It's okay. I could tell you were frightened."

"Maybe a little bit," I said and kissed him when he got back in the bed.

I woke the next morning and felt for Corey but found he was gone. It was a little chilly but not bad to begin our Friday here camping. I came out and saw his head whip around.

"We're up early," Corey said while sitting naked in his chair.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Just after 8."

We grabbed a bite to eat while enjoying the morning nude outdoors. We both giggled and stated how proud Kris would be of us. Since it was fairly early, we decided to try our hand at fishing at the lake near the entrance to the vast park. We threw on some clothes along with grabbing a towel and soap to shower while we were there.

At the lake we sat down on the bank with Corey rigging up our poles. We didn't know what kind of fish was in the lake but were willing to try it. After about twenty minutes of casting and reeling, Corey's rod nearly bent in half. He reeled and reeled until bringing the fish to us. It swung near me and had me jumping out of the way.

"This is a really nice bass," Corey said and held it up. "Here you hold it."

He gave me the technique to hold the nice fish. He took out his phone and snapped a picture of me holding the fish. In giving it back, the fish flopped away and disappeared back into the water.

"I'm sorry," I said, hanging my head.

Corey laughed, "I was gonna throw it back anyway. It's okay, but it was a nice one. Now you catch one."

About five minutes later, Corey had another one but it wasn't as big. This time, I took his picture and didn't risk holding this one. My next cast I felt a strong pull on the line.

"I got one!" I said.

"Reel it in! Take your time though and don't pull the hook out of the fish's mouth!"

I wasn't sure what I was doing exactly but had reeled in just a few in my life. Finally I got it close enough and pulled it. Corey grabbed the fish and took the hook from the mouth of the big bass.

"Dammit, you beat me!" Corey said.

"I wish we didn't have throw `em back."

"Yeah, we don't have Colt here to clean. Now there's something I don't like doing at all."

"You've done it?"

"I have, and it is fucking nasty as hell," Corey said, holding the fish.

"Hey man that's a really nice one," I heard a voice over my shoulder. I turned to see two teens, maybe sixteen, behind us about twenty feet away in their sagging athletic shorts and backwards hats.

"You want it?" Corey offered.

"Sure dude, it'll be great eating. My dad will be tickled to death," a bushy blond haired teen said. "I take it they're biting today?"

"You bet, especially if I caught one," I said.

"Sweet," the blond said and came to take the fish. "This is a big one. Thanks!"

"No problem. Y'all have fun!" Corey said.

"Bro, we will if they are biting," the other teen said.

Once they were gone, Corey leaned over, "They were cute, huh?"

"Ummm... yeah they were."

We continued to fish with the teens a good distance from us. Corey caught another one. With no place to put it, he walked over and gave it to them. While he was away, I got a bite and reeled a small one in. I had watched Corey and decided to take the hook out myself. I nearly tore the poor fish's mouth off but got it out. Corey was shocked when he came walking back and saw me holding the fish. I did throw it back however since it was small. We fished a little longer before leaving.

Next up we rented mountain bikes to ride. We took funny pictures of us wearing our helmets before setting out on the ride. It was rather hilly but ended up being a lot of fun. It was such a change for us and did give us one great afternoon of exercise and loads of sun. Corey even stated it gave his legs a little burn.

We showered and headed back to our campsite. It was a nice walk back with us holding hands. Just before getting to our spot, we saw a guy about our age out just off the trail. Our hands came apart the instant we saw him.

"Hey, how's it going?" he asked and approached us. He had short dark blond hair with blue eyes but a big friendly smile on his face, and no shirt.

"Not bad, and you," Corey said.

"Great. Just got here and am gathering some wood for a fire. Y'all are welcome to join me and my buddy for some dogs and brews," he said with sweat on his nice body, a big tattoo on his pecs with a nice treasure trail running down into his boxers that showed.

"Ummm... we might since we're close by," I said.

"Hey, don't worry. I'm cool and saw you holding hands," he said.

"Okay, we might come later," Corey said.

"Fucking do that for damn sure, dude, I'm right back yonder," he said and pointed to the site just before ours. "I'm Evan by the way."

"I'm Matt," I said with Corey giving his name right behind me.

"Awesome. We can fucking kick it and chill together," Evan said.

"Okay then," Corey said and grabbed my hand.

"I better see you two in a little bit. You got me?" Evan said.

"See ya," I said and walked to our site.

We took a seat to relax. "So are we going or not?" Corey asked.

"I guess we can. He seemed like a nice guy, but first let's just relax a minute," I replied.

"I agree on both counts. Today was so much fun, huh?"

"It really was. I loved riding those bikes and seeing everything."

"The fishing was a blast since they were biting, too."

"The best part was it was just me and you though."

"We won't go if you don't want to. A cold beer would hit the spot right now," Corey said.

"I said we can go. We can be friendly since he offered," I stated.

We sat around and relaxed. Corey made a call prompting me to make one as well to my Mom just to check up and tell her what I was doing. We finished and walked over in our shorts and tees. We came to the path and walked up to find their fire going. They had a nice tent set up that was maybe bigger than Corey's.

"Dude, you made it," Evan said and gestured towards a tall red headed guy. Both were shirtless with his friend having a nice tight six pack going. "This is Zeb."

"Nice to meet you guys," Zeb said and extended his big right hand. Corey and I gave our names. "Damn, you're one big dude."

"Thanks," I laughed.

"Dumbass," Corey laughed.

"Say y'all want a beer before I roast our weenies?" Evan asked.

"Sure do. That's why we came over, free beer," Corey replied.

"Corey, I love the tattoo on your inner arm there," Zeb said and showed us his as well.

"I have one on my back too," Corey said and removed his shirt.

"Damn, that's fucking tight," Evan said. "Matt, are you inked up too?"

"Just a little," I said and removed my shirt to show my stars at my waist.

"All of us are some inked up motherfuckers. All of our buddies have them. One of our friends, Ray, is in the process of getting a sleeve," Evan said and walked over to their big cooler.

"My little stars are enough. Most of our friends have tatts as well," I said.

"So what year are you guys in and where do go to college?" Zeb asked while Evan brought us a beer. We grabbed them and took a seat on the grass.

"We're finishing up our sophomore year just down the road here," I replied and took a drink. "Y'all?"

"We're sorry ass sophomores too and go just north of here," Zeb stated.

"So how long have you two been together?" Evan asked.

"We've been together since the beginning of our freshman year," Corey said.

"That's awesome," Evan stated. "Just so you don't ask, we're straight."

"We don't have a problem with gay guys at all, unlike the rest of our buddies. They think it's funny as hell to badger the gay ones at our school. Do y'all have to deal with a bunch of crap?"

"Not really," I said. "We have here and there..."

"Matt took care of the guy bothering him and beat the shit of him," Corey said.

"Attaboy, Matt!" Evan said.

We finished our beer before cooking hot dogs. It was a good thing I didn't mind them since this was the second night in a row, but there was little else to cook when you rough it.

We were sitting around and really enjoying talking to these two guys. Corey sensed it was gonna be dark soon and ran back to get our light so we could see going back. While he was gone, I found out why Evan was so cool with gay people since his sister was. The two guys weren't roommates at the time but were going to be next year by moving into a house together with another friend.

With Corey back we sat around and swapped stories. They loved hearing about our adventures and our time at the nude beach.

"Zeb, you'd fucking love the nude beach," Evan laughed with a beer in his hand.

"I'll admit I would..."

"It's nothing to go to this dude's room and find him butt ass naked," Evan said.

"Our's either," I said and laughed.

We continued to talk and told them about our day of fishing and biking. They said fishing was on their agenda and hoped it wasn't raining in the morning. They weren't the only ones.

Corey and I didn't stay that long, but long enough to get a few cold ones in us. We said goodbye, with plans to meet up the following night as well.

Before we sat down, Corey was out in the woods taking a dump. I was so thankful I did so before we showered. He came back and sat next to me.

"I think I know who's bottoming tonight," I laughed.

"Trust me all my shit is gone," Corey laughed.

"I don't care. I want fucked tonight," I said and reached down to grab his cock.

"Damn, you do want it."

"You ain't joking."

"So what did you think of those two tonight?" he asked.

"They were two fun guys, just like all of our friends."

"I thought the same thing and that's why I didn't hesitate when they said we'd do it all over again tomorrow night."

That night in the middle of the night, we both rocketed straight up out of our slumber with the loudest clap of thunder. The rain began falling on our tent at that moment. Due to a little advance planning, all our stuff was inside the tent with us, minus our chairs.

"Hold me, Corey."

"I may do more than hold you," he said as he squeezed me tight.

I reached around and felt his hard cock. I guided it up and inside my ass. It had only been a few hours earlier that Corey fucked me so my ass was loose and ready to take his thick cock.

Another loud clap of thunder was heard with rain pelting the tent. It didn't matter since I was getting my ass fucked and had surrendered my body to him. He pulled my head around and kissed me with his cock deep in me.

"You like that?" he asked.

"Oh yes baby, fuck me! Fuck my ass, Corey!" I yelled just like I had riding his cock earlier outside.

"Damn, you're such a hot fuck!" Corey said pushing hard.

"Oh fuck that feels so fucking good!"

"Feel me in you! Feel this hot fucking dick fucking your ass!"

"I feel it! Fuck me!" I pleaded with the rain falling hard.

"Fuck the rain. I'm fucking my boyfriend!"

"And I love you fucking your boyfriend!"

We continued to fuck with Corey slamming his cock in me. I yelped at the sensation and loved the incredible feeling. After his cock started slipping out, we switched position to missionary. My legs were on his shoulders while he went back inside of me with a little extra lube.

I pulled him down and was face to face with him while he fucked me. He began nibbling on my neck and had me so delirious with joy. My hands were all over his body.

"Keep fucking me, Corey!" I screamed between breaths.

"I will, babe as long as I don't nut."

"Slow down and just make love to my ass then."

He kissed me and slowed our pace. I reveled in the feeling of being as one. We continued to kiss and fuck with the rain falling hard. I never wanted this moment to end for he was pleasing me so greatly.

After another few minutes, Corey pulled out. "I gonna fucking nut!"

"I want that fucking nut down my throat!"

We moved to where his cock was in my mouth. He grunted and groaned sending a very nice hot load into my mouth.

After he finished, he moved down and took my load as well.

I jumped on top of him and began making out with him. Our tongues wagged war with his hands all over my ass. I rolled off him onto my spot. We lay there together listened to it rain.

"Damn, I didn't know I loved it raining so much," Corey commented.

"Me either."

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too."

I woke the next morning to the sound of birds chirping and the sun shining. I leaned over and kissed Corey on the forehead. His blue eyes opened and kissed me back before grabbing me. "My lover is the fucking best."

"No, my lover is the fucking best."

He started tickling me with us rolling around on the mattress. I was laughing so hard and trying my best to get back at him. He ended up on top of me and rammed his tongue in my mouth.

We finally got a move on the day with plans to hike around and revisit spots we had been last year. The weather was nice and less humid than it had been thanks to the rain overnight. We started out holding hands and walked along. We didn't see a person until walking forever. We found a nice spot to rest and have a drink of water we had in our pockets.

We hiked until getting hungry and were dressed in board shorts just in case the urge struck to swim in the lake. We took his car to where they had a small snack bar and enjoyed a sandwich rather than a hot dog. We finished up and headed to the beach area of the lake where we had fished the day before. The sun was bright but neither of us had shades. We ended up in the water and enjoyed swimming around and playing in the water. It was a little cool but we managed, as did a few kids and adults around us.

As we were leaving, our new buddies Evan and Zeb flagged us down with fishing poles in their hand.

"Boy, did it ever fucking rain last night," Evan said.

"No doubt," I said.

"Our damn tent sprung a leak right in the middle," Zeb said.

"Ours was just fine," Corey said.

"So you guys coming back tonight?" Zeb asked.

"You bet we are," Corey said.

"This time don't leave so soon," Evan laughed.

"So how's the water out there?" Zeb asked.

"Not bad at all. Felt pretty good," I replied.

"We may take dip and see y'all later," Evan stated.

"Alright, we'll see you about the same time," Corey said.

We sat around by our tent for a while and snacked a little on the treats we had brought. We didn't put on shirts this time and headed over with our chairs and light to join our new friends.

Evan was waiting and had a beer ready on us. "Nothing better than camping and having a bunch of beer."

"I know that's right," Corey said.

"Where's your beer?" Zeb asked. "We don't mind, we were just wondering."

"Well, we didn't even think of it," I replied.

"Plus we don't drink that much," Corey followed.

"Fuck that! We do, as you can tell by the four cases we brought," Evan laughed. "How we don't have beer guts is beyond me."

"Because we hit the gym about every day just like those two do," Zeb stated.

"I know that's right," I said.

We ate sandwiches again and chips with our beer while sharing great stories and laughs.

"So do you guys come here often?" Zeb asked.

"It's our second time," Corey replied.

"Hey, we need to meet again like this and do this shit again," Evan stated.

"Well... we're lucky there's not ten others with us..." I said.

"Bring them along and we'll have a blast," Evan said. "They must be great guys."

"They're the best," Corey said.

"So really these guys don't have a problem with you?" Zeb asked.

"They are just like you two. They see Corey and me as people."

"Good people at that. If I hadn't seen you holding hands yesterday I might not have guessed you were gay, minus the brow piercing and earrings," Evan said.

"Thanks, but you should have seen last night..."

"Corey," I said.

Evan and Zeb were laughing. "We're not stupid. We know what gay guys do," Evan laughed.

We continued to drink and sit around even after it turned dark. Corey and I were doing okay until Evan suggested we gouge holes in the beer cans and chug them while on our knees. It was a little different for us. I had beer streaming out my mouth when Corey held the can above me.

"Just swallow it like you do..." Corey said and stopped.

"Fucking say it. Like you do his fucking load," Zeb laughed and hit Corey on the back.

"Yeah swallow it bitch!" Corey laughed.

I laughed and had the stinging sensation of beer coming through my nose. I stood, wiped my mouth and pushed Corey to his knees.

"No doubt Corey has been in this position many times," Evan laughed.

"Fuck yeah I have," Corey joked.

"Damn, you guys are some cool ass dudes. You just laugh along with our gay shit," Zeb said, who had been drinking a lot.

"Why fight it?" I asked. "We know you're joking. To me it's better than the shit you straight guys do."

"Hey now," Evan said and laughed. "At least it doesn't smell."

"Oh God, ain't the truth? Now pour that shit down Corey's throat," Zeb said.

I held up the can, after Evan poked a hole in the bottom, with my finger covering it. Corey opened his mouth wide and let it flow right in. I emptied the can and didn't see much spillage.

Corey stood and raised his arms, "Beat that shit straight boys!"

"Your ass is on," Zeb said and got on his knees.

Evan had his finger on the bottom and turned to us, "Watch this." He released his finger and pulled down his shorts to expose his fat cock.

Zeb took the beer with Evan leaned over with the tip near Zeb's open mouth while Corey and I were laughing hysterically.

"What a fucking asshole!" Zeb shouted, stood and wiped his mouth. "You're lucky I didn't bite your dick off! You just wait!"

Evan laughed and got on his knees. Zeb pulled down his shorts and exposed his average uncut cock. He did the same and held it near Evan's open mouth while the beer rushed into Evan's mouth. Evan stood and wiped his mouth. "See no big deal."

"Y'all are a trip!" Corey said. "Matt, no doubt we have a new game."

"Maybe," I laughed.

"Feel free to use it as a sex game," Evan laughed.

We did another round before Corey and I said we had had enough. We did drink one more with the night growing late with the sounds of night filling the great outdoors. We said our goodbyes and did get their number to call if we came camping again during the summer or thereafter.

Just as we were leaving, I stepped on a log or rock. I fell forward with Corey's quick hands grabbing me. "Shit!" I yelled and felt a lot of pain.

"Are you okay?" Corey asked with great concern.

"I don't think so," I said and grabbed my ankle. "It hurts."

Evan and Zeb ran to us since we weren't far from their campsite. "Matt, what happened?" Evan asked with great concern.

"I twisted my ankle on something," I replied in such pain.

"Let's get some ice on that sucker before it swells up big time," Zeb said.

I hobbled back to their camp. They had a plastic bag filled with ice and wrapped it around my ankle. Evan handed me some Tylenol to help as well. Thanks to Corey's help, I limped back to our camp and was ready to sit down. Corey took off the bag and examined my ankle.

"I don't think it's broken. You just sprained it I hope."

"Me too, but it hurts."

"I know."

It was the end of our night. I hoped I'd wake in the morning with my ankle feeling better.

The night was not a good one with the ice around my ankle. In the process, I kept waking up Corey off and on. I did get a little sleep during the night. Waking up I was hoping for magic but my ankle hurt, though nothing like it had been. Taking off the bag, I saw it was red as ever.

"Corey, I'm sorry," I said.

"There's nothing to be sorry for. It was an accident, plain and simple. It could have happened to me just as easy as it happened to you."

"I know, but it ends what was one great trip on a sour note."

"Yes, it was one great trip... and fall," he snickered.

"Funny... very funny," I laughed instead of crying.

Evan and Zeb were nice enough to check on me to see how I was doing before they started their day. Seeing my condition, they offered to help us get our stuff out. With my bum ankle, Corey and I were left with little to do other than pack up and head back. I was able to walk gingerly but not put much weight on my ankle, thus limiting my ability to help carry our stuff out. We got it all in one trip thanks to our friend's help. They bid us farewell and reminded us to holler or text when we came again.

"Damn, I was hoping to get you on a horse today," Corey said while we drove away.

"A great excuse for us to come back later. I love it here."

"Yeah I'm falling in love with it as well, plus it's only like an hour away too."

"And it wasn't that primitive," I said. "I liked the privacy."

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