Ch. 28 Day Two Road Trip Mancation
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| Are you fucking crazy, it’s fucking cold 🥶 outside! |
TUESDAY 5/12: Hiking at Big Sur Trails 📸
Go on early hike before it gets crowded; it looks like it’s going to rain today!
(We hoped to hike naked today, but don’t count on it.)
I woke up a little early for me, but the urge to pee was stronger than the urge to keep sleeping! I was quiet in getting up since my babe is snoring lightly. I head for the bathroom and I remembered a line from Dustin Hoffman in the comedy, 'Meet the Fockers,' it went something like this: 'If it’s yellow, let it mellow, if it’s brown, flush it down!' This time, it’s the mellow choice, and now I hope Larry saw the same movie, when he uses the toilet this morning!
I figured that I’m very much awake now, maybe it would be a good idea to set up the coffee pot for this morning, I’ll hold off brewing the coffee until my Babe gets up. I took six eggs out of the refrigerator since I like cooking them at room temperature. Speaking of which, it’s fucking cold in here right now, I think there’s little icicles dripping from my nose! (Not really, but I thought it read funnier than saying my dick really was trying to climb inside my abdomen along with his two buddies! I’m not sure which is funnier! Fiction or Truth!)
I turned up the thermostat to a more comfortable temperature and thankfully, it doesn’t take long to warm up the place too! I’m still naked, (because that’s the way I sleep), and I think my dick is ready to come back out from hiding now, or could it be that I noticed Larry on his back with his morning wood tenting the bed covers beckoning me back to bed? I think this should be an easy one for you to figure out on your own! Okay, the answer is, both above!
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| I licked his dick until it was glowing wet |
Well, that didn’t take long, and he was right back in bed, on his back, but ‘Mr. Dick’ was limp! He saw my disappointment, he thought it was that at least, and said, “You do know that the woody disappears after peeing, right?” Okay, rhetorical question, needs no answer, but works well with laughter! I just told him I could take care of that for him! Guys, I’d rather start with a limp dick any day, the feeling of a growing dick in my mouth, is a thousand times better. Psychologically, it tells me, look at what I can do for him. If I was on the receiving end of that attention, it would make me feel so special.
So, I took my job seriously, there’s a limp dick that needs my special attention. I can’t resist looking at and playing with his denuded balls now, any chance I can get. I alternated sucking on all three of his sex toys equally. At this point, there’s no ranking, I like them all! But, one of the toys was starting to react to my sucking, so it won my undivided attention for now!
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| Take me know please! |
I thought I should start on my back if he wants his nipples sucked. I got myself comfortable with a pillow under my lower back to make it easy for him to enter me. That worked for a while, but he had other ideas for me. I’m completely under his control, whatever my babe wants, he’s going to get! I’ll give him credit for inventiveness, but some positions were challenging for me. He wanted me to ride his cock, that’s a challenge for me, but I’ll give it my best. It’s just that my knees are hurting today, and since we were both on the bed, my knees were in play. I didn’t let him know how much they were hurting though. Fortunately, he wasn’t done being creative with my ass, because I ended up on my left side, my right side, and back again. Although, some positions were challenging, my ass was having the time of its life! I did finally get to his nipples as he asked of me, I could see that was something that he really enjoys, so I’ll be sure to see he gets that attention as often as I can do it for him.
Larry didn’t lie about holding off too, he had my ass working a lot longer than I though he would! Let’s call that a labor of love, okay? Not typical for us, he pulled out of me and told me, “Marc, I want you to see me cum on myself.” Well, that’s different for us, maybe a little porn-like? “Okay, sure, Babe!” So, he laid down by my side and started to jerk his dick, I gestured to help, nope, not now, he had an agenda I guess, I was only the guy watching! He was really into his performance for me, and it didn’t take long for him to explode! I’m glad he had me watch though; it was another window into my buddy’s personal mind space by letting me watch him cum.
I think we are both too old for the distance cum shots of young guys, and too young for dribbling cum spurts of much older guys. That said, he let every drop of cum land onto his curly-haired chest; it was a decent load of cum too! Somehow, I felt compelled to just rub it all into his curly chest hair, but enough of it landed on his nipple area, so, I did lick it and his nipple at the same time! His body jerked like he was cumming again! Maybe he did! His cock is still hard and poking into my balls now!
Perhaps as a reward for me messing his chest hair up with his load of cum, he grabbed on to me and pressed his chest against mine and then, started to grind himself into me! I get it, payback time! But I had one thing left to do, move his fucken rock-hard dick up, the way it wants to go, to stop poking into my balls! Damn, that poker of his can really hurt! He thought that was too funny and started chuckling, and then said, “You know Babe, right now, all of this is an incredible mind-blower for me! That just a few weeks ago, that I’d even consider, being naked with you, let alone with a hard-on, and then having it poking you!” He did the mime of a mind blowing 🤯 with his hands. “It’s crazy!” I said, “Crazy Good!” He shook his head, Yes!
Larry got a little wiped out this time though, but he was determined to recover quickly. He asked me if I’d mind getting the coffee started and I told him I was way ahead of him, I got it ready to perk before he awoke. I also let him know I was going to make breakfast for us, bacon and eggs, toast and coffee. He smiled and said thanks Babe! Since the trailer was toasty warm, he just laid on the bed naked and uncovered, one of my favorite views of him too!
Guys keep in mind, we are still in the discovery part of our relationship, anything goes section and learning what works for us. I can’t think of another scenario that would allow either one of us to be in this situation before that trip to the lake cabin. Was it fate that finally brought us together? More likely, it was my crazy-ass decision to push all the buttons on the trip to the lake, by taking my dick out of my pants. (If you are getting tired of reading about this, I don’t blame you, once I figure out why I did that, maybe I’ll put it to bed for good.) I still dream about that incident, and not in a good way. All I think about is how bad it could have gone, and I’d lose the man I secretly loved for years. I still haven’t heard Larry’s deep take on that day, he let it slide and joined me in the fun too. But, ah, I often wonder if he had taken the initiative as I did, would we be in the same situation today? Probably, I guess. I’d really like to hear his version of how it went down. I might just ask him on this trip.
WHAT’S ON OUR AGENDA TODAY
I could see the weather was stating to change, and not for the better! I have a feeling that it’s gonna rain all week! The arthritis in my knees is starting to talk to me, and I’m not liking the topic!
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| Java pot brewing |
The topic at breakfast this morning was, what will we do today? We had hiking on the agenda, we still can, if it rains, we won’t melt! Might get soaked, so? But, if it gets cold and wet, that could go very wrong for us. The trails climb the hills quite high, and the view of the Big Sur Coast is awesome from up high! Larry said he’d go and give it a try, however, neither one of us brought warm clothing and not a lot of clothes too! I thought, I’d do whatever he wants to do.
I stuck my head out of the trailer door to check on the temperature and if it was getting wet outside. Well, it was darker than expected, colder than expected, and my knees were saying, “Are you fucking crazy, it’s too cold outside!” So, I told him, sure we can handle it! See, I can be fucken macho too! Somehow, Larry thought he should check for himself, he came back in, walked over to me, and said, “Are you fucking crazy, it’s too fucking cold outside!” Gee, I think didn’t I just hear that a bit ago?
So, then what are we going to do? Hiking up the mountain is out, but I’d like to get out of the trailer for a while. I tell Larry there’s a Camp Store that was South of our campsite, would you like to walk with me to check it out? For sure, was the answer! I asked him, if it was okay with him that maybe we could hold hands or walk arm in arm on the way to the store. He gave me that look, the special Larry look, that said, ‘so you’re going to go there huh?’ But, that’s not what came out of his mouth, what came out of his mouth, was “I’d be honored, and nix the fucken hands, I’m going for arms around each other! And, I fucken hope somebody sees us too!”
Okay, I check for possible ear wax and ask him to repeat that please! He said, “You heard me right! There’s not a person in the world I like more to do that with, than you!” Wow, I’m mine-blown now, this will be the first time I’ve ever done such a thing with a man! I had to just hug him, I mean really hug him, I didn’t let go for a while too! How is this all happening so fast? I mean, we’ve been the closest buddies for over seven years, and the most we’ve ever done was hug each other, hello or goodbye! It’s like the dam has burst and out comes two guys deeply in like with each other, it’s fucking amazing! I hope it never stops growing, it makes me feel like a kid again, and I bet it does for him too!
So, we put on our shoes, and our jackets, I made sure I had my wallet in case we want to buy anything, that is if the store is still there. Maybe we’ll find someone who can tell us where we can get a cell signal out here. I think a call home to the wives is in order too.
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| Our campsite, private under the redwoods |
I thought, in the category of why not, put my arm around his neck, and start the walk out to the street that way. There’s not a soul around, and the next RV is not that close. Larry, bless his heart, put his arm around my back and held onto my waist firmly. Wow, when he says he’s on board, he’s on board! I found the arm around his neck was not comfortable for me, so I put it around his back and waist too.
So, two males arm-in-arm in a family campground, that’s certainly testing the waters. In this position, kissing is quite possible, so I turned to kiss him, but he beat me to the punch, and kissed me first! We certainly do think alike, more than ever. That’s not to say over the past several years, we have been known to come up with stuff at the same time. Too bad we didn’t ditch our closet routine way back then! However, when we did ditch it a few weeks ago, it was almost simultaneous! The arm in arm thing, lost its charm after a while, that requires a walking style that is similar, ours is not similar, so for a while we just held hands. Even that wore out after a while, not a problem for us, we just proved to ourselves there’s nothing we won’t give a try now. That’s a very good thing for us to know.
As we were on the way to the store, (I’m not sure how much further it is because all the Redwood Trees crowd the view), my knees were telling me a story. The story was about the rain about to come! My arthritis is a great weather forecaster! I told Larry that my knees were acting up, not a good sign for us! He just mostly thought it was an, ‘Old Wives Tale’ when it came to forecast, well, I didn’t need to answer because we started to feel light drops of rain, in my case, my glasses were getting wet. Again, Larry said it was just dew drops coming from the branches of the huge trees around us. I just said, I sure hope so!
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| South end camp store & laundromat |
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| Dew drops my ass! |
Headed back at the trailer now, forget holding hands or arm-in-arm walking back; we were hauling ass to the best of our abilities. I’d like you to know, the light showers, turned into a monsoon halfway home. I told Larry save yourself, go turn the heater on in the trailer and find the beach towels stowed someplace inside! I’ll hobble back as quickly as I can, I’m okay, GO!
Thankfully, he paid attention and got it under control for us. My knees really slowed me down going back, but it’s only temporary pain, I brought my Meds to help. When I opened the door, Larry was already stripped and wrapped in his beach towel, and once I got safely inside, he helped me out of my wet clinging clothes. He had a beach towel ready for me too; man, you’ve got to love this man! Okay, you can love him in print, I’m not sharing him at all! 😉
The trailer was now warm, we are dried off nicely, and the beach towels are mostly wet. What’s left?Get dressed; eat something; hang out naked; or go back to bed. At least one of these options should appeal to us, we decided upon hang out naked, maybe in a while, go back to bed!
We went to the dinette still naked and drank the rest of the coffee, and just talked for a while. It became apparent that just because we are together, doesn’t mean fucking has to be on the table, right? I’m a big fan of just looking at him; yes, that would make anyone feel creeped out, so I don’t stare, but I’ve been known to peek a lot! 😀
I told him that I’m sorry that it looks like the week is going to be a bust for us. He said, “what makes you think a little rain is a bust?” “Well, for one thing I wanted to show you some the cool beaches here!” He said, “We still can if you want to go. Or, we can just stay here and do what we can’t do every day at home!” I told him that I like the sound of that! So, we will play it by ear, every day; today, the mountain hike became a walk to the Camp Store, and a drenching by Mother Nature! We wouldn’t have done that if we were home.
WRITING IN MY JOURNAL
I asked him if he’d mind if I wrote in my journal for a while, he didn’t mind at all. Maybe he’d consider a nap while I wrote. I told him go ahead, but he might be surprised if his dick wakes him up later! He said don’t make promises you don’t intend to keep! I told him, oh that’s not going to be a concern of yours, ever! We both laughed a little. He headed off to the bedroom at the other end of the trailer and then turned around, came back to where I was sitting, and kissed me. He said, he almost forgot! That was a nice kiss, and unexpected, too!
I had been writing every chance I got, but now I’m thinking, we might be stuck inside, and writing might get very difficult without explaining what or why I’m writing stuff that’s taking longer than a diary entry. It’s been on my mind for days now, should I tell him about the journal and how it has grown from a finished short story, to a living journal that records our lives for you guys to read.
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| Thinking about telling him everything |
I only had paragraphs written describing scenes I thought would be great erotica for men. I never told Larry that was my goal, but I bet he figured that out when he read the sexy scene introductions. I stopped writing the short story but kept it in mind as something I’d like to finish one day.
Once we actually went to the lake cabin, I had much more material to work with, not just a wet dream. Back in March he and I had just spent a couple of awesome days together where we were trying to understand our own new sexuality. It really got me thinking about getting back to my story and add some first time real life experiences to the content.
If he had a chance to read my story now, especially after that weekend, that he’d say it was too sexy anymore. However, he might not like seeing his life spread out there in print, with thousands of you guys in 55 different countries reading about our life and love for each other. Moreover, I did tell a lot of stuff about him that I can’t take back now. None of that stuff is untrue, but maybe some stuff he’d like to keep to himself or just me. I’ll apologize for that, but his identity is as safe as ‘Fort Knox,’ his name, job, and all other names were designed to protect them. Larry doesn’t even know my name is Marcus for real, he knows me by the same name everyone else calls me by, including my wife. I bet he doesn’t even know if I have middle name! And, I don’t know his middle name, or even if he has one as well. However, I am so leaning in the direction of telling him about the online journal.
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| Sleepy babe of mine |
I’ve already finished up the journal for day one and I might be close to almost done writing about day two, as well. I am taking notes of our activities in my regular daily journal, so I should be able to write something in this Blog Journal that is a lot more readable for you when we get back home.
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| Looking for this place for Wi-Fi tomorrow |
At the Campground Store today I had asked the clerk where we could get a cell signal. He told me that on Highway One, near the gas station and Café, the signal is sometimes strong. So, I’m going to try and upload my journal for Monday, maybe again tomorrow for Tuesday? We’ll see. The writing for the whole week at Big Sur, will take more time because I really want to spend more time with Larry than write about him. Getting any pictures selected to illustrate the journal story will require a much stronger Wi-Fi signal, and time too. Hang in there, ‘I’ll get ‘ur done’ for you!
I’ll pick up the rest of the story once it happens again later today. Right now my Babe is sleeping, and I’m tempted to go suck on his dick for a while! Maybe the horny factor is back on again? What do you think? Come on, you know me by now! Ha ha,
Marcus
I’ll pick up the rest of the story once it happens again later today. Right now my Babe is sleeping, and I’m tempted to go suck on his dick for a while! Maybe the horny factor is back on again? What do you think? Come on, you know me by now! Ha ha,
Marcus
Our BIG SUR journal continues in Chapter 29:
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