Warning... this story contains depictions of gay sex and could be offensive to some, if this subject offends you, stop reading now. If you are not supposed to read this, don't. Either way, be responsible. Thanks, Marcus
The Windfort Resort Chapter 7: Hiking On
After breakfast we made love again, filling each other with a health load of morning cum then laying under the blue sky holding each other close as the sun warmed the day. About midmorning we finally packed up and were underway for our planned hike. We wanted to make it to Beatle River by night fall. Our plan was to hike over to Blackberry Knoll then down to the river. The trails we would be on were within the state forest so we donned long t-shirts to wear while hiking the trails.
The morning was still crisp and moist as we made our way through a rough cutover trail to hook up with the 4516 trail that would take us up to the knoll. We hiked silently through the forest. We both had an unspoken respect for the age and wisdom this section of the forest had. Huge silver firs with their thick bark towered above us. Fallen trees shrouded with moss and ferns were new homes to smaller trees and squirrels, as they became new life.
We hiked through a section of blow-downs from years ago, where new hemlocks and firs were now taller than us, reaching for the sky above. It is the perfect harmony of nature. At a switchback in the trail we stopped and looked back down at the landscape below us. The shear beauty of natures balance had us both mesmerized as we took in the powerful beauty before us.
About ten minutes later, without saying a word, we both just started walking on. It was like we had absorbed this balance into ourselves and knew each other too well. When we made it to the top of the next rise we stopped for a water break while resting on a fallen tree. As we sat there Brad leaned into me, kissed me, and smiled.
Again, without saying anything we continued on. The trail did another turn and continued around the mountain to a point were it switched back. There just twenty feet off the trail was an awesome view of the valley below.
"How about lunch?" I said, finally breaking our silence.
"Sounds great, what did Pat pack us for today?" Brad said, knowing good and well it was another vegetarian meal he would have to suffer through.
"I believe we have bread, cheese, and grapes for lunch today. Oh, and here is some carnage in a bag for the wolf." I said as I tossed him a package of jerky.
Making growling and howling sounds he tore into the bag a little too rambunctiously, spilling part of it on the ground. "Ah gud... dis ir man food... dusted with earth... gud for man" he said in using a mock caveman accent.
"Great, next you will be beating your chest and hanging from the trees." I laughed as I tore off a chunk of bread and tossed it to him.
Catching it with his right hand he pulled up his t-shirt exposing his beautiful cock, hard and straight as an arrow pointing toward the sky. "No but I may start beating some meat... see what the word 'jerkey' does for me" he said smiling then dropped his t-shirt and continued eating.
Just the sight of his cock made mine start to grow. I was about to suggest we do something about our growing concerns when a couple guys walked up the trail from the other direction.
"Awesome view. Is that Mt Hood I see over there?" The first one said as he stopped just six feet from where we were eating.
Before answering him the second one saw us sitting there and smiled. "Hi, sorry to interrupt your lunch. Such a wonderful view you have here. Let's eat lunch here too!"
The first one took off his pack and sat down, still captivated by the view before him. The second one continued our conversation. "My name is Joel, this is my friend Larry. Thanks for sharing this spot. It is awesome!" Larry chimed in agreeing and we shook hands.
"My name is Brian, and this is my partner Brad." I said, just to scope out their response and to see if I could get a rise out of Brad, which of course didn't work as he was checking out the package Joel had brought with him in his shorts. Joel and Larry pulled out their lunch and settled in beside us.
We made small talk about the trail and how their hike was going. They were on day three of a weeklong hike. Larry was a chatterbox. I could tell he was already getting on Brad's nerves. I was finding it fascinating that he could just keep talking about nothing, well mostly. His chattering was interrupted with complaints about dust, fir needles in his socks, or the bugs. He must have applied enough bug lotion while eating his lunch to kill himself. After about an hour together we learned far too much about our visitors. They had just met several weeks ago and were on their first trip together. I can usually get along with most anyone, but was finding Larry to be someone who should not be out in nature. By the time we said our good byes I was feeling sorry for Joel, he seemed like a nice fellow, too consumed by Larry.
Relieved to be alone we continued on up toward the Knoll. When we got there the view was better than we expected. The panoramic view is more breathtaking than I remembered. There was just a slight breeze too. We sat quietly looking out over the landscape below listening to the insects zipping through the tall grass. Absorbed by the peace of the mountain top we just laid there becoming part of it.
We had been at the knoll for about an hour when voices ripped into our silence again. Well or should I say 'a single voice'. Brad looked over at me and smiled just as Larry flopped down his pack just six feet from us and pulled out more bug spray. Joel appeared about a minute later, his eyes transfixed on the view of the valley below us. Then he smiled when he noticed us laying in the tall grass.
Larry started off on a monologue about insects and dust, causing Joel to frown then interrupt. "Larry, I think we have invaded the space of our friends again."
Larry looked baffled, and then noticed us. As if we were long lost friends he had a new subject for his one-man show. He went on and on about how much of a coincidence it was to run into us again in the middle of this vast wilderness... eventually he slowed down enough to announce that he had to answer natures call. Pulling a huge bag of supplies from his pack, Larry took off back down the trail leaving us in a void of silence.
After breathing it in for a moment, Brad invited Joel to sit with us. He took off his pack and sat down to absorb the view below us. Brad looked over to me and smiled as we continued to be captivated by what appeared to be a well-endowed new friend.
"I apologize for Larry" Joel said, sounding a bit exhausted by him. "He means well, but this hike was probably not a good idea."
"Don't worry about it" Brad chirped in as he laid back with his hands behind his head. "Not everyone understands nature, but everyone should experience it."
I watched as Joel's eyes followed Brad's long tan legs up to his equally tan thighs and the edge of his t-shirt that just barely covered his cock and balls. Joel blushed when he noticed me watching him check out my friend. I just smiled and laid back as well.
"Since you seem to be following us, would you and Larry like to join us for dinner tonight?" I said, feeling a little pitty for this guy stuck in the middle of the wilderness with Larry.
Before he had a chance to answer, Larry reappeared, swatting bugs away from his face. "What I wouldn't do for a real bathroom and a shower" he said tucking the stuff back into his backpack and pulling out the bug spray again.
"You know Larry, it is not good for you to put so much bug spray on. " I said.
"Oh it's safe, I was very careful to purchase some that is environmentally friendly" he chimed in with a great deal of pride in his voice.
"Unless your a bug" Brad said, getting up. "Would you two like to continue with us down to the Beatle River to camp tonight?"
Without consulting Larry, Joel heartily agreed. We all grabbed our packs and started down the trail toward the river. The hike down was much quieter. I think Larry was getting tired, but insisted on being at the head of the line. So Joel hung back with me. We chatted a bit, but I could tell he was much more interested in observing the nature around us.
When we got to the river Brad lead us off the trail and across a wide rocky portion to a clearing on the other side. We had camped here before and liked the secluded location as well as it's proximity to a nice swimming hole. It was mid-afternoon so the sun was still high enough in the sky so the camp was bathed in it's warm light. We took off our packs and without even thinking peeled off our t-shirts allowing the sun to warm our shrouded skin again. Brad then took off to gather firewood in the forest, leaving me with Joel and Larry. For once Larry was speechless, and extremely uncertain of what to do or say. Joel just smiled and then continued unpacking.
Before long we had a nice fire going and a night's supply of wood to keep us going. Joel and Larry had their tent up and were inside talking. I could tell from the conversation that Larry was very uncomfortable with our nudity, and it appeared Joel was intrigued.
Brad came back with a final load of wood and squatted down beside me as I poked at the fire. "How about a swim?"
"Sure, that sounds great." I said. We got up and I walked over to the tent.
"Guys, we are going down for a swim, come join us if you want when your done." Joel chimed back 'thanks' as we headed down toward the far end of the clearing. The swimming hole was perfect. In full sun the winter currents had not changed it much at all. Cautiously we stepped into the pool to make sure there were no hidden rocks before Brad climbed up on a large one and started diving in. I swam around a little and then climbed out onto a flat stone and lay in the sun. Every now and then getting sprayed with water when Brad did a cannonball plunge.
About thirty minutes later Joel and Larry appeared, and much to our surprise Joel was completely naked. Larry, donning a bathing suit, slowly inched his way into the water until he felt the silty bottom of the pool then hurried back out, content with just sitting on a rock and dangling his feet in. Joel wanted to dive in so Brad pointed out the deepest area and where to avoid diving before pushing him off the rock with a splash. They horsed around a while as I watched.
Joel was a well-built man, probably in is upper thirties. Not really muscular, but just enough body fat to make him cuddly. His skin was smooth and hairless, except for a brown patch of fir above his cock and shaved balls. I looked over at Larry who was also watching them dive into the water.
Feeling sorry for him I rolled into the water and swam over to where he was sitting. "Water is cold huh?" I said, pulling myself up on the rock next to his.
"Just a little. Aren't you afraid of getting bitten by something?" He said, very seriously.
"Not really. The crawdads in the water are just afraid of us and their isn't much else in these waters that is interested in taking a bite out of us." I said.
"What about leaches and snakes, don't they suck your blood."
"The only thing that is going to suck you here is your boyfriend Larry. Leaches don't live in running water like this, they like calm water. " I chuckled. "Did you get your tent set up?" I ask, changing the subject.
"Ya. That is a beautiful place to camp. Are you two setting yours up later?"
"We don't carry a tent. I prefer sleeping under the stars." I looked up at the sky as the sun was beginning to settle in the west. It would not be long before it would start getting dark and the stars would begin to be visible again.
"What about the bugs and animals" Larry chimed in.
"Larry, you need to relax and enjoy nature, all of it. The bugs and crawdads are all part of the world, just like the mountains we saw today. I believe we are all part of that cycle and the more we embrace it the happier our life is." I looked at him and he seemed to be thinking about it, so I continued. "That is why I am a nudist, I believe that shedding the clothing of society allows me to be closer to the world around me, as well as each of the people I meet as a nudist. I have nothing to hide, no costume to portray a false me."
He just sat there for a while thinking about it. The guys had grown tired of diving and were swimming over to us.
"I'm hungry" Brad said as he pulled himself up on the rock beside me and kissed me. I felt his tong pry open my lips as he pulled me closer to him before he pulled away and brushed the hair out of his eyes.
"Sounds good. I am sure Pat sent something half edible for us to eat." I said before we pushed ourselves up and hopped back onto the riverbank. We stoked up the fire when we got back to camp and pulled out our dinner. Joel and Larry did the same pulling out packages of freeze-dried food and a couple of pots to cook them in.
Over dinner they ask who 'Pat' was. After the initial shock when I told them she was our chef, I explained about the resort and our jobs there. Joel had a whole bunch of questions and the conversation continued as we cleaned up.
When we were finished Brad and I rolled out our sleeping bags and we all sat around the fire watching the night encroach upon us. It wasn't long before Larry began complaining about the bugs and retreated to the safety of his tent.
Conversation with Joel was a lot easier, we found out he worked for a company that installed office software. I ask him questions about our search for accounting software and we took off for an hour-long discussion. Soon we discovered that animals would not be an issue tonight as Larry snored so loudly they would all be running for the hills.
"Ya, I never realized it was this bad until this trip" Joel said. We had never slept over until now. Usually we went back to our separate apartments afterwards. We couldn't help but laugh when Larry snorted a loud one that shook the tent.
Laughing at Larry was probably not a good thing to do, but he was definitely out of his element and had enough walls built around his soul that he was not going to find a balance at all. We continued to talk as we all stared into the fire between us.
As time went on I excused myself to go answer the call of nature, grabbing a small roll of toilet tissue, I walked off into the dark. When I returned about 15 minutes later I found Brad had moved over and was sitting next to Joel. His hand was on his thigh and they were in the middle of a passionate kiss. My cock began to swell as I watched them diving deeper into each other's mouths. Joel was moving his hands up and down Brad's back then stopping and squeezing the top of his ass, then moving back up his back.
They broke free of their tong war and Joel began licking Brad's ear and the side of his neck. Brad smiled as he saw me standing there watching him. Licking his lips he looked hungrily at my now stiff cock.
I walked over behind Joel, watching him as he bit at Brad's collarbone. As I stood there Brad wet his lips one more time then sucked the head of my cock into his mouth. The feeling of his warm cavity was blissful as it slid deeper into him.
Realizing that I was back Joel moved down and started working Brad's right nipple as Brad started working my cock deeper and deeper down his throat. I massaged his scalp as his head bobbed up and down my pole. Joel had worked his way around underneath me and began licking my balls for a few minutes before licking his way down Brad's torso.
Brad moaned deeply as Joel reached the tip of his cock. Joel began sucking like a madman while my cock was treated to a delightful musical vibration in Brad's throat. The sounds of slurping and sucking filled the meadow. The firelight danced our shadow on the screen of the forest around us as I got closer and closer to my own eruption.
Just as my bliss began to grow to the edge Brad let my cock slip from his mouth and then looked up at me. "I want to feel your hot cock inside me." He said, a look of pleading in his eyes.
I walked over to our pack and pulled out our lube. When I returned Brad had moved onto his hands and knees and Joel was scooting underneath his chest toward his cock. Brad of course was eying Joel's pole that was moving closer and closer to him. I worked my lubed finger into his hole as Joel engulfed Brad's cock again.
After greasing up my own cock I pressed my head toward his warm hole and began playing with his rosebud. "Just fuck me", he said, not liking my playful attempt to flurt with his hole. Without a second of thought I rammed my cock all the way into his hole, the warm tunnel engulfing my rock hard pole. Brad moaned, almost growled, then dove onto Joel's cock. I began fucking him, hard, shoving deeper into him and not holding back at all. It wasn't long before I felt him tighten around my cock and Joel let out a moan below us. Brad had pulled off Joel's cock and was beating him off with his fist as strings of cum streaked across Joel's chest.
As Brad erupted below me I shot my load deep into his longing ass. We came for what seemed like forever. Sweat dripped off my forehead, dripping onto his back. Brad pushed himself back into my cock before he rolled over sideways, my ass-cum coated cock slipping out of his hole and slapping onto Joel's face. We all laughed and I collapsed on the ground on the other side of Joel. We lay there catching our breath and basking in sex.
It was dark, the night sounds surrounded us as we watched the flames leap in the fire. Brad was the first one up, stoking the fire, building it back up again. Then he looked down at us. I had began caressing Joel's thigh as we lay there watching Brad's beautiful body.
"How about another swim?" he ask, raising his eyebrows toward us. Without saying anything we got up and all started walking toward the end of the meadow again. The firelight filtered through the trees, vaguely lighting the rippling water as we slid into the swimming hole.
We pressed close together, kissing and fondling each other as the water swirled around us. Even over the sounds of the stream we could hear Larry snoring in the tent across the meadow. Brad turned his back toward me and pushed his ass toward my cock again, with a little coaxing I pressed my pole into his hole again and began fucking him one more time. I could feel my cum lube his hole as I pushed in deeply. At the same time Brad had talked Joel into laying on a rock in front of us and was about to begin eating him out.
Joel had the most wonderfully shaped globes pointing at us. As Brad dove into his crack, I pushed deeply into him then leaned forward, getting a few nibbles on his right cheek. Brad was slurping away as I stroked in and out of his own hole, pulling myself deeper as both my hands squeezed at his nipples. It was fucking wonderful watching him dine on fresh ass while I pounded on his.
Joel's moaning was becoming more intense when Brad suggested we move toward shore. On the water's edge was a mossy, loamy, spot of ground, slightly muddy, and rich with the smells of the earth, it was there that Brad pulled Joel's ass close to him and began working his pole into Joel's well salivated hole. With one hand across his chest and the other grasping his waste, Brad shoved his cock into Joel. A moan, a gasp, and a sigh came from both of them as Joel feel to his knees and then fell on his stomach into the earth below. Brad began fucking him wildly as I moved in behind and replaced my cock in Brad.
"Oh, yes!" he moaned, all three of us in ecstasy, all three of us on the edge. It wasn't long before we all came again, almost simultaneously, but definitely euphorically. I rolled off Brad into the mossy mud beside Joel. Exhausted we lay there petting and kissing again, just like we had started earlier in the water.
I was almost asleep when I heard Brad's cock slip out of Joel and he laid on the ground between us, kissing me deeply, then kissing Joel again. We all fell asleep.
It was early the next morning. We were awaken by the sounds of snoring and the coldness of the morning dew around us. Covered with mud and cum, we all jumped into the stream and washed off. Joel thanked us with a dual blow-job as we sat on the rocks by the stream. We re-stoked the fire and made coffee. About eight Brad and I gathered our things together. Larry was still snoring away in the tent as we exchanged e-mail addresses with Joel and invited him to visit anytime. After kissing him goodbye we started back toward the resort.
Thanks for reading, if you have comments, please feel free to send me a note. More adventures will follow... pnwhikerguy@hotmail.com