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Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual language and actions between adult males. If material of this nature offends you, PLEASE do not read any further. Please note that you must be of legal age, where you live, to read this story. This is a work of fiction and any similarity between real people or events is purely coincidental.
The Tree
I stumbled out into the backyard, hoping the night air would somehow sober me up for the drive home. I didn't plan to drink this much. I never plan to drink this much. Yet each time I get myself around my best friend Steve, I end up plastered out of my mind. The cold wind slapped me in the face as I walked into the yard. I continued walking out into the wooded area behind the house seeking shelter from the stinging cold. I sat down next to a large oak looking back at my friends house.
The Halloween party was going strong and, with the exception of myself, everyone was having a great time.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck" I said to myself cursing my inability to be honest with all my straight friends. I've been gay and in the closet since junior high school. Sports and parties, such as this one, substituting for my real needs. Next year, I will be heading off to college with Steve entering an apprenticeship at the local metal works. A smart guy just not good with books.
I saw Steve's form fill the sliding glass door. God, he was good looking. A fullback on our high school football team, he was the definition of jock. His big frame was packed with muscles from hours of practice and weight lifting. As much as I drooled over his body, it was his winning boyish smile that melted my heart. We could talk for house about anything, except what really matter most to me. I wanted him, bad.
The cold was slowly clearing my head but I still wasn't ready to return to the house. Being around Steve all night had given me a raging hard-on and my balls needed to be emptied. I needed to get a nut or the whole house would see my wood the rest of the night. I pulled the zipper to my fly providing an escape for my stiff seven inch cock. The cold wind couldn't penetrate the heat radiating from my blood pumped shaft. I wrapped my cold fingers around my thick meat stroking it slowly as I watched Steve from a far.
I came to my feet standing just next to the giant oak.
My aching cock throbbed under the familiar jerk as I spit in my hand to ease the friction . Steve now had his back to the door. His hard round Levi covered butt pressed firmly against the glass. My cock bounced with excitement as the object of my lust came into full view. In my excitement, I lost my footing. I grabbed a hold of the tree to keep me from falling. My naked groin smacked up against the bark causing pain, forcing me to yell out "Cocksucker!"
The moment I said that word, the roughness of wood against my dick was replaced with the soft wet warmth of a indescribable tongue. I jumped back looking down at the bark. A mouth had formed level with my budding erection. A tongue protruded from the brown lips searching for the cock that was suddenly pulled away. I rubbed my eyes wondering just how drunk was I? I looked down again seeing the tongue wagging in anticipation of my cock flesh. My curiosity and extreme horniness, pushed my groin back towards the strange tree. My cock slid past the soft lips as the tongue licked and swirled around the shaft of my hard aching dick.
I wrapped my arms around the trunk forcing my cock as deep as possible into this stranger wonderful mouth. The exquisite sucking applied to my shaft had me moaning loudly into the mysterious bark. My impending orgasm was fast coming to a climax as I lustfully humped the marvelous tree mouth. Waves and waves of erotic sensations engulfed my cock flesh riding up through my loins to spread across my entire body. The hot moist cavity was too much as I yelled out "Oh, yeah!" emptying my hefty load of cum into the trunk of a tree.
The tree trunk drank my cock juice gulping around my dick as I shot. The feeling was intense like being deep throated by someone who didn't need to breath. As the sucking tree pulled the last few drops of erotic fluid from my balls, I slowly pulled my cock from the magnificent orifice not wanting the sensations to end. I looked down to see my dick licked sparkling clean and the strange mouth gone.
I put my manhood back in my pants zipping it safely inside. I looked down again, totally sober now, seeing only bark encircling the trunk of this mighty oak. I headed back to the house dumbfounded. Steve saw me in the backyard and ran out to meet me halfway.
"Where the fuck have you been?" he asked shaking my shoulder. I looked up into his eyes not able to say a word. "Man, you are wasted!" he said wrapping his big strong arm around me. We headed back to the house, Steve whispering "Dude, you better stay here for the night. You can bunk with me." I nodded, smiling to myself, wondering what other magical things would be happening this night.