Ch 1: Bare Ass Woods Trekking EDITED CONTENT

FRIDAY: WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE DOING?

The trail we hiked today, must be miles from the cabin. (Well it felt that way!)

Yup, he's my Doppelgänger!

My buddy Larry and I are next door neighbors, share house keys for safety reasons, and are in and out of each other’s houses quite often. Since it was dark outside, extremely early in the morning, Larry let himself into my house with his key. (Don't think poorly about his brash entry into our house, we both have a history of this type of behavior.)

I was just drying off from my shower when I

Me in just a bath towel.

heard him in the house. He called out softly, “are you ready to leave yet?” I said, ”as soon as I finish drying off from the shower and get my pants on.” He headed down the hallway to the Master Bedroom, I guess to see if I was that not ready to leave yet! I just had the bath towel wrapped around me! After all he was more than a half hour early to pick me up! I told him, ”I haven’t had any fucking coffee yet!” He said, “don’t sweat the coffee, I made some for both of us.” I told him to load the boxes of food in the garage refrigerator into his truck while I finish dressing, and I’ll be out in a few.

As soon as I got dressed, said my goodbyes to my mostly sleeping wife; I headed outside to ride to the cabin in Larry’s big powerful “Cowboy Cadillac” pickup truck! It’s really every man’s dream pickup, diesel power for off road trips, quad tires in the back, four doors, luxury interior, kick-ass surround sound stereo, and a good-sized payload capability too! Man, you can get a boner just entering the beast!

Now we are looking at a minimum of a three-hour trip up to the lake, and then a long off-road cabin access road too! We were quiet the first hour of the trip, sipped on our coffee until it was gone, but neglected to bring breakfast food to munch on in the truck, stupid me! I blame him for rushing me out of the house too early! I asked him if he’d like to get breakfast out on the road, he said, “sure.” He remembered there’s a Black Bear Diner along the way to the lake, we can stop there for something to eat.

Well he was correct, the old Black Bear Diner was in sight now, and it had a packed parking lot too! And then he said it was the only place open for breakfast in this little wayside town, figures! But we both like diner food. And this one did not disappoint! Soon our bellies were full and time to hit the road for another hour and a half at a minimum ride.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?

Back in the truck, with Larry’s favorite Country Music playing, my belly stuffed with good food, I decided to lower the seat back a little and moved the lap belt off my hips and up and over my full belly. Larry said, “going to take a nap?” I told him no, just relaxing a bit. In a few minutes later, with my plan unfolding nicely, I unbuckled the belt and top button of my pants. Larry laughed, and said maybe he should do the same. I said, “Buddy don’t let me stop you!” So, he did, and gave out a phony sounding “whew,” and kept on driving. I’m sure he did that for my benefit, I’m the one with a bigger belly.

Let’s just say this is supposed to be me.

Minutes later, horny from all the fantasies in my head about our “guys only” weekend getaway! I gambled on my next move; I unzipped my fly and moved my pants down a bit further, a move which was not lost on him, but not commented on, at least not yet! Going commando, I easily reached in and pulled and stretched out my already growing dick and loose ball sack, careful to avoid the zipper! Now, he commented! “What the fuck are you doing?” I replied, “as you can see, I’m giving my dick some growing room, because I’m a fucking horn-dog right now!” He said, “don’t make me pull over and throw you in the back of the truck!” I laughed at that, and surprisingly, he laughed too! I asked him, “would you waste this stunning view of my growing dick, by tossing me in the back?” He said, “It was a view of me he never saw before and wasn’t sure he needed to see!” And then he said seeing that I wasn’t hung like a horse, as he thought I might be, it kinda made him feel a little horny too!" I said, "Just a little, huh?" He laughed the relief laugh, and said, “No, I can feel my dick growing too and it's never done that before, when I've been with you!” From me, “Really nothing, huh; hey buddy, let’s just go with our feelings this weekend." And then, my brain reminded me, that I get hard-ons almost all the time when I'm with him. Maybe, that's where he got the idea I was hung? He probably saw bulges he didn't need to see just yet!

Wow let’s talk about relationship growth! I told him, “take your fucking dick out too, don't leave me here the only one exposed and vulnerable!” Besides, I'm thinking, I want to know if you are hung or not, I'm hoping not hung! He did! And the view was spectacular, I'm so fucken happy that his  dick is average length like mine, maybe a little more girth, too. He has just upped the ante for the weekend getaway! Now that I’ve discovered he’s as horny as me, I’m giddy, and so fucking happy! However, I don’t want to cum right now, and I don’t want him cumming as well, my mind is running 100 MPH right now, visualizing all the fucking possibilities in the hours ahead!

We finally found the private long, narrow winding road into the woods and cabin; it was almost unbearable, but every foot of the way from the main road took us further away from people and closer to our time together.

YAY, THE CABIN FINALLY!

Our little getaway cabin on the lake!

Finally, we arrived at the log cabin, parked right in front, grabbed our bags of food and drink and went inside. The cabin was cold inside, so Larry put some wood into the potbelly stove and lit a fire to take the edge off the unused dampish air. I put the food and drink away in the tiny kitchenette; it had a 2-burner stovetop and a small refrigerator which was thankfully working. The cabin was a simple log building, with an open concept cabin room which held everything needed except for the separate full-size bathroom and small kitchenette. It had only one bed and it wasn’t large, I think it was a standard bed, maybe a queen? Not as big as my kingsize, that’s for sure.

Seeing only one bed didn’t seem to bother either of us, I kind of looked forward to the idea of spooning, if he let me, to keep warm that night! Of course, there was no TV, no Internet, no iPhone use, we are on our own to entertain each other this weekend! I think I’m up for that part, big time!

OUT ON THE BARE-ASS HIKE

Yeah, this is what Larry looks like!

Since it was just late morning we said in tandem, “how about we take a walk in the woods?” The response, “You bet!” The next thing that happened was not planned or discussed prior, it just happened, without forethought. Bizarrely, we both stripped off all our clothes, tossed them on the side of the bed we chose to sleep. This was the first time in our long history, that we were ever naked together. I looked over at Larry’s envious naked furry body, and the first thing that came out of my mouth was, “yay, we’re both naked… Cool!” And he rapidly dittoed, “Yeah, Cool!” Although the way he said it was a little too nebulous; could it be sarcasm? I really hope not!

Walking
Sticks

We put our shoes back on and headed out the door. We didn’t even lock the cabin, who’s around here anyway? I think we’re miles from humanity! We are going to be hiking naked, which has been a long-time dream of mine, maybe his too? We grabbed a couple of walking sticks that were leaning next to the front door waiting to be used, and then started our trek out on the trail. Buck fucking naked! As I just mentioned, in all the years we’ve known each other, we’ve never been in a situation to see each other naked, but today it seemed so right, so natural, and we were free to do whatever we desired to do! Cool, fucking cool!

Oh, I remember one time I saw Larry a little over-exposed! He was in the hospital in grave danger over a burst appendix. I visited him for hours every day during the week he was there, and then would leave mostly teary-eyed when someone else came to sit with him. I can’t lose him!

After his surgery, and with time to gradually wake up, he saw that I was sitting by his bed waiting on him. He looked up at me and gave me a little smile, which I took as a thank you for being here with me. And then, bizarrely for him, he pulled back the covers just enough to show me his cock head with a big plastic tube coming out of it, and he said groggily, “some one stuck a straw up my pee hole!” And then covered it up again, man, that was certainly done under a

After a few days he let the breeze in

still drugged state, for sure! But, for some reason I wished he showed me his whole distressed member! Then I quickly forgot about that and remembered I could still lose my best friend and adopted brother, in the world, I really didn’t give a shit about what his dick looked like!

After he had the catheter removed, he could use a portable urinal to pee or go to the toilet in his room. He asked me to help him to the toilet, tie the gown strings so he was covered back there. I did that for him only once. After that time, he just wanted me to walk with him so he could lean on me. He didn’t care about his modesty. In a couple more days he didn’t need me to lean on and didn’t care how much ass was showing with his untied gown. That’s when I noted he really had a cute blond-haired ass! So, I told him, “Man, you have a really cute ass!” He laughed and had no ballbusting comments. I do believe he wanted me to see him as vulnerable and connected with me without phony shame.

BALLBUSTING AT IT'S BEST

We certainly were checking each other’s body out as we hiked, and often were caught with a lingering glance at each other. We said nothing in those moments, but sure smiled at each other a lot, my cheeks kind of hurt smiling so much! Haha. But there were times on the trail that he got way ahead of me; I spent more time watching out for rocks and tree roots on the trail that could trip me. Now I loved looking at his beautiful too-white body with a small curvy and hairy ass, out in front of me, but I’d like for it to be closer to me! I called out to him, “Are you in a fucken race to somewhere?” He looked back and said, “Stop being an old fart and catch up to me!” To which my normal response was, “fuck you!” He stopped walking so I could catch up to him, but he never took his eyes off of me as I got caught up to him. He gave me our first naked hug ever when I reached him, and said, “I’m sorry brother, I’ll try to slow down to old fart speed.” My normal ball busting response, “fuck you, asshole!” No worry, it’s all done with Bro love!

As I mentioned, I’ve never seen my buddy’s whole dick before today, but seeing that we we're identical in size was somewhat comforting for me. Maybe his dick is just a tad more blessed than mine, I’ll let him have that much. I have to say, I do have better looking hairless low-hanging balls though; his are buried in a jungle of pubic hair down there. I’ll keep my opinions to myself for now, but I’d love to see if our balls match as well. Anyway, it’s awesome being naked with my buddy like this. I don’t know why it’s taken so long for us to get like this.

CHECKING EACH OTHER OUT
I loved the way Larry’s cock rolled from side to side as he walked. I just kept staring at it when I could! And, I also noticed that we were going from grower to a lot more shower. We both were cut at birth, which gives us well defined cock heads, plus we both don’t seem to have any showing veins on our dicks. I wonder how we will handle it if we both get boners out here on the trail. I think it’s going to be inevitable anyway! So who will be the first to get a boner? Haha, that’s fun to think about.

We both wish this was us. Well I do!

My cock doesn’t bounce and roll back and forth like his, maybe because my balls hang lower under my dick? However, my dick mostly bounces up and down, and since it’s starting to get bigger now, it sometimes hits my higher right ball, which I certainly can feel from time to time. This is totally new experience for me since I never hiked naked before with my junk free to do whatever it wants to do.

Larry was also very aware of his rolling cock movement, I think he’s doing it on purpose because he sees me staring at his junk a lot. At this point, neither one of us were talking much, just soaking in every bit of the new sensory world we were in and loving every fucken minute of it!

STILL LIVING THE DREAM

Enjoying a moment of time-out on the trek!

About an hour into our hike we spotted a large granite rock that had a flat spot perfect to sit down on to rest for a while. We sat, still not really talking much yet, oh a few words here and there, but we are still living the dream. We sat back to front, important parts of our bodies were touching but we didn’t seem to care or notice, I guess. It was just part of the experience. In a bit, he put his right arm around my neck and shoulders since I was sitting between his legs. I leaned against him to accept the limited embrace. My right hand held his right hand. My left hand was on his left knee and thigh twirling his curly leg hair, he had his fingers entwined with mine while I was stroking him.

He did little circles with a couple of his fingers on my hairy pec and massaged it nicely as well, and then he started playing with my left nip too, which of course sprung to life and got hard as a rock. There was no question this activity was making my grower, grow! I let out a little sigh, almost a moan, but I’ll give him a real moan later tonight in bed! I’m counting on that for sure!

THE PROMISE OF THINGS TO COME

He leaned down and kissed me softly on top of my forehead. I responded back by lifting my head toward him and kissed him on the lips, (a first time ever), quick and more of a thank you than I want to fuck you kiss! We got up to start our walk back to the cabin, but first, we hugged like we always do, but again this time we were naked, and enjoyed having our junk mixing it up! Okay, I’m still figuring that he’s feeling the same way as me, we aren’t talking a lot yet.

While we were hugging, I ran my right hand and fingertips slowly down his spine and when I reached his hairy crack, I used all four fingers to slide vertically down the crack, but not too deep inside, just to tickle his ass hairs. When I reached the bottom, I slid over to cup his left butt cheek, squeezing gently and enjoyed the feeling of squishy butt flesh. He must have liked it because he didn’t pull away from me. What he did do though, was to back up and sit back down on the rock, but this time he had my now low hanging balls in his hand. He tugged gently on them pulling me to in front of him, he didn’t hurt them, but he had a solid hold on them, he had a plan to execute.

WHO’S BALL IS THIS?

A two ball suckfest for real!

Once I was close to him, he took my lower left ball up to his mouth and sucked it quickly inside. He started to use his tongue to swirl around my left nut, it felt nicely strange, warm and wonderful, although, the thought of him hurting it was heavy in my mind. Before I knew it, my companion right ball was now inside his mouth too. I think I have fairly heavyish  balls, and now they were inside a moist warm space with a tongue swirling around them, over and under, and then he started to vacuum suck them deep into his mouth. It caused them to kind of slam together with a little dull pain as well. But I loved the sucking feeling, especially when he switched back to only one nut at a time.

SHAVE THOSE BALLS!

All that sucking certainly made him aware that I do shave my balls and any unwanted hair on my dick too. For good reason too, my little grower guy can’t afford to be buried in tons of pubic hair! Plus, I love the smooth feeling of shaved balls anyway. I hate to admit this to you, I’ve packed on more than a few pounds the last couple of years, and that does a great job of hiding my junk, too. I’m an emotional eater when I’m not happy. I might be around 235 or 240 pounds now if I wasn’t fearing what the bathroom scale will tell me. My doctor wants me at 200 pounds to make her happy with me. It’s hard for me to keep the weight off me without dieting. 

Well back to my buddy, it’s very evident that he doesn’t groom the dense curly blonde hair on his balls and around his cock. I don’t think I’m going to like returning the favor with a mouth full of pubic hair! But I’ll man up and deal with it, however, I might Lobby him to let me shave his balls, that is if there’s a razor and scissors somewhere in the cabin. Not too likely though.

After a few minutes, he abruptly stopped the ball sucking and got up to leave again. The control it took for me not to sit back down in front of him and swallow his dick to the base right there and then was amazing! It was all I could think about too, sucking the cum out of him right there, right now, and I think he would have let me do it too! But he was ready to go, maybe he has plans for later today.

WALKING BACK TO WHAT'S COMING

We hugged one more time, however, we had to start our very long walk back to the cabin before we lost the light. We are naked without pockets to carry flashlights or matches. Plus, it’s only Spring and it can get dark early and we are in dense woods. We left no lights on in the cabin to be able to see it in the dark, maybe our eyes will adjust to the dark if that happens. We still aren’t talking that much, however, there were times along the way that we had our arms around each other’s back, sometimes, around the neck, and sometimes without touching at all. All this activity spoke volumes about what was coming later this evening. Oh the promise was heavy in the air.

OH, THE VERSATILE MARATHON

I now think his mind is following mine, tonight, all hell will break loose, we will be so fucking horny by then, it will be incredible for both of us! So, I can’t wait to see where this goes later tonight by the fire ring and then later in bed. Maybe we will shower together in the oversized shower stall, I’d like that! One thing for sure, whatever we do, it will be versatile, that’s for fucking sure! And, I already owe him something awesome for the ball sucking in the woods. I’ll be sure he gets to be first at the fire ring tonight, I want him to feel as good as he made me feel today.

Maybe we will be doing a marathon sex-a-thon all night long? Sure, fucking hope so! We can sleep in as long as we want, but I bet I start sucking his cock to wake him up first in the morning! Haha!

Interested in reading more on this trip, check out chapter 2.

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