THE CANOE TRIP Chapter 3 By: Dr. Ben Ezra Jacobson
The rain continued to hit the window in the bedroom where I lay naked under the sheets while my host...the local deputy ranger...whose name was Ted...was showering. Lightning continued to flash...and I had always heard that it was dangerous to stand in a shower during a storm...but Ted did not seem to be concerned. Shortly the shower water ceased and the door to the shower opened and then closed. After a couple minutes of presumably drying off with large towel...he stood in the door way buffing his hair with the dry end of the towel.
"Ben...you ok?"
"Yeah Ted...I am ok...but the thunder and lightning doesn't seem to be letting up much," I responded.
"Yeah...it sort of creeps me out sometimes," he said smiling, " I may have to climb in bed with you to calm my nerves."
"Come on," I replied, "Storms sometimes bothers me too...but it is nice to have someone close bye in times of peril."
Ted came over to the bed and I scooted over...he lay down in the spot that I had warmed with my body and scooted as close as he could get. Rolling over on his side facing me...he placed his hand along the side of my face and just gently moved it in circles.
"That feels good," I said.
"It does to me too," he added, as his hand went down the side of my neck and massaged my shoulder, moved across my chest...stopping to lightly touch each nipple...and then progressed to move lower...very slowly. At the groin hair...his hand stopped and just sort of played with the strands of curly pubic hairs. My dick was at full mast...and he encircled his fingers around it and squeezed ever so lightly.
"Nice," he said and began to move lower...massaging the twins and rolling them in the palm of his hand. After a couple of minutes...he leaned closer and thrust his hand between my legs and slid a couple of fingers into the crevice of my buttox...felt the pucker there...and moved lower rubbing my legs just below and between the thighs.
"Ben...You feel great."
I rolled over on my side to face him...but he put his hand on my right shoulder and pushed me backwards...flat on my back, and rolled over on top...with his face very near mine...and kissed me on the lips. When I did not object...he kissed me again and pushed his tongue into my mouth and probed the inside of my mouth with his tongue. He tasted like pizza...but had a gentle sweet breath...and I raised my arms and embraced him. His erection rose to meet my own and we lay there close holding each other for what seemed like a very long time before he pulled away and moved lower...touching my nips ever so lightly with his tongue and them biting down ever so slightly so I could feel the pressure. It was like an electrical current going through my body...and I arched my back and moaned with delight.
"Liked that, did you," he chuckled?
Letting go...he moved lower...and his lips found my shaft and he slowly went down on it then back up...wetting it nicely with his saliva. After the fourth or fifth pass...he bore down again with his teeth...just enough pressure to once again said electrical shock waves through my body.
"Ohhhhhh...that is almost too intense," I stammered.
"Hurt," he asked..?
"No...so good...do it again."
This time he put a little more pressure on my shaft. I felt like I was going to cum...and it was way too early in the evening for that.
"Stop," I shouted, " I almost lost the whole load on that."
He laughed and rolled over on his back...and I assumed the position he had just had...and reciprocated in kind His shaft was bigger than mine...but then, everyone is bigger than me...but what the hell...the intensity of feeling was no less diminished because of it. In a matter of minutes...I had him moaning as he had done for me.
"I need a break...before I drown you in semen." he responded...and he jumped up and ran to the bathroom where I could hear him pissing in the toilet. I joined him there and did the same...instantly deflating our erections.
He returned to the bed we were sharing and I finished my business and also returned. I lay my head against his broad shoulder...and he kissed me several times on the side of the face. We lay there listening to the rain and each other breath. Then he sighed a deep sigh of contentment.
"Ben, I want to tell you something," he whispered softly. " It has been many months since I last had a sexual encounter with another man. In this job...you have to be so damn discreet...and any kind of scandal would be the end of my job and possible career...but I knew when I first laid eyes on you...that you liked the same things I liked...and I had to take a chance. Now, I am going to ask you to keep my confidence and not tell a soul about our encounter...not even your canoeing buddies...please...would you do that for my sake..?"
At first, I was taken aback. I had been reared to respect a confidence...and I prized my self being honest and having some maturity and discretion.
"Of course, Ted...I would not want you to blab my story all over creation as well. Your confidence is as safe with me as mine is with you"
That must have put his mind at ease...because...now rested...he started making more moves to pick up where we had left off.
"Ben, I am going to lay on my back and I want you to get over top of me in a 69 position...and try not to get so hot...too fast.." he chuckled.
I did as he asked and with me straddled over him...my dick hanging in his face and his at eye level with me...we both went down on each other while we were soft and felt the terrific sensation of a soft penis getting hard in another guys mouth. Several time I pulled out to keep from loosing it all of a sudden and he did likewise...then in a moment of passion...he pushed me forward and started rimming the soft tissue of my pucker. I had to pull his legs forward to do the same to him. Having him sufficiently wet...I stuck my longest finger in my mouth to wet it all over and inserted it into his orifice.
"Oh shit", he yelled, " my prostate feels like a basket ball". And indeed it did...every movement over it with my finger...I could feel it pulsating. He was having an internal orgasm with out an ejaculation. Every bit of pressure made him squirm a bit more.
I pulled my finger out of it's deep cavern...and wiggled my way out from beneath him.
"Ted...get up on your hands and knees and face the head board...I am going to massage your prostate from back here." He did as I asked... handing me a tube of lube. I got behind him and tongued his sphincter until he said he was going to pop...and then took a generous amount of lube and reinserted my finger onto his prostate. Every little movement brought a moan and a shout of "oh damn."
For the next 15 or 20 minutes I moved my hands between massaging his prostate internally and tickling his balls. He repeatedly said that he was going to drop his load...but I backed off..long enough to keep him from doing it.
Finally, he said..."enough of the finger business...let me have the real thing."
I lubed my dick and pushed it in. He lay flat on the sheet with my weight pushing my cock deep into his canal. It only took a few minutes of my dick rubbing his prostate...to get him to cum. He ejaculated a copious amount of semen in to the folded towel he had under him and as he reached his climax...I unloaded a matching amount of semen into him. Energy spent...I lay on top of him for a long time..before we got up to clean ourselves up. We showered together...washing each other and enjoying the cascading hot water. Afterwards...we climbed back into my bed...pulled the sheets up around our necks and went to sleep in each others arms.