Ch. 27 Day One of Our Big Sur Road Trip

MONDAY 5/11: LEAVE HOME 6:00am ARRIVE AT BIG SUR (approx. 4 hours) 

Pfeiffer Big Sur River at the campgrounds

Check-in: Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park Campground (6 day stay) Set up Campsite

NOTE: I added Big Sur to the Title and now the chapter is out of sync with the blog! Sorry I don’t know how to fix this. (Old alert, all chapters are linked forward now.)

The day started earlier than I thought it would, that’s thanks to my babe, letting himself into the house to get me out of bed, almost an hour early! I might have to get used to this, Larry is an early riser and usually off early to work. Me, well you know me, I work at home, and I can be productive in short bursts of time as well. I’ve developed that style once I started working at home with an invitingly warm pool right out my office door! Don’t be upset with me, but I usually average two hours of swim-time a day, occasionally, or all at the same time. I love to swim, and I love warm water, and I love the sun! That adds up to two hours a day!

Get me out of bed, you get morning wood!

Anyhow, Larry must have turned on a light in the Family Room, because there was a glow in the hallway. I figured it had to be him, and I thought I must have overslept. He quietly walked down the hallway to get me up, I was still in bed and didn’t want to move yet! I was able to see him gesture for me to get up and get going! So, I moved the bed covers off me, and of course I had my morning wood going on, so I made sure he saw that, and gestured the jerking-off movement with my right hand. It was an air move; I didn’t touch myself doing that! I could see him smiling, trying not to laugh himself. He mocked my jerking-off hand gesture and then did the cut-throat gesture, if I didn’t get dressed! Now I’m pretty much awake and brain-functioning; so, to be a pain-in-the-ass, I grabbed my dick and then, faked jerking-off while still facing him! Of course, I was just messing with his head; he just shook his head in disbelief, shrugged his shoulders, and turned to go back into the Family Room. I immediately stopped play acting with my dick and went after him down the hall, as naked as I was in bed.

I tapped him on his right shoulder and moved over to his left side, again, just farting around with him. I told him, I’m sorry if I annoyed him, and I’ll hurry up and get dressed to leave. (An hour early, mind you!!) He eventually turned around in the right direction, used his right hand to grab my balls and lightly squeezed them. He said, “if I’m not dressed in 30 seconds, he’ll come back and really squeeze them hard!” He doesn’t mean that, it’s our way of having fun lately, now that we can be just ourselves. Such a big departure from the last several years that’s for damn sure! I said. “Yes SIR, right away you fucking turd!” Again, just play acting together. As I was putting on my sweatpants, and socks, my mind flashed on the bizarre last couple of minutes. None of that would have ever happened before the lake trip! Just letting him see me getting out of bed naked, with a hard-on, or not, wouldn’t even have been a weird fantasy!

It didn’t take long to get dressed, since I didn’t have time to shower, I guess I’ll get to that in the trailer later today. Since it is so early, I’ll be wearing only sweats and a T-Shirt, but I’m taking some shorts and jeans along with me too. Everything else I need is already packed into a small suitcase, and in the trailer. I am traveling light, no underwear too, why bother, we both mostly go commando anyway! A few pairs of socks, just in case I might want them on, a couple of shorts, a few pullover shirts, and sandals and tennis shoes. If everything goes as I like, all of that would be too much clothing! You know me now when it comes to wearing clothes!

Everything we need, including the stuff our wives bought for us, was locked up inside the trailer yesterday. I’m bringing a light jacket in the truck with me, if it’s cold at the coast. I don’t know what Larry has with him, since he’s fucking ready to roll! You know, for the two of us, we are always too warm, and kind of sweat a lot, so I don’t expect him to be bringing much. I guess if its too cold outside, we’ll be happy to keep each other warm! I was going to put a “Ha ha” here, but it’s the truth, not a funny thing, so no Ha ha, okay? (Somehow, I managed to put 2 of them in the sentences anyway!)

FINALLY, IT’S “ON THE ROAD AGAIN!” (To be sung like Willy would!)
I think it took you longer to read all the above than it took to get us out of the house and on the road! I guess I’ll have Larry to be my personal alarm clock whenever we are together! He parked his Truck and Trailer in front of my house since I have more frontage property than he does, his house is located on the bend of the Cul-de-sac giving him an enormous back yard, and a small front area. We live in an area where people can have horses if they wish, his property is certainly big enough. I have devoted my yard to outdoor living and swimming instead.
(I guess one day, I’ll learn how to write in my journal without digressing from the point all the time! I hope I don’t annoy you guys too much, with all this trivia about us.)

Cross the Big Sur Bixby Bridge to the campground

We have at least four hours of travel time ahead of us, because the speed limit towing trailers is 55 MPH in California. That’s Great-Grandpa Speed according to him; I hope he doesn’t get any tickets getting there! He’s the 75 to 80 MPH character you run into on the freeway! You better get out of his way, or he’ll pass you on the fucking right side if he has too! (Now, I’m thinking when or if he ever reads this blog, he’s going to be upset with all the shit I tell about him!  But it’s the truth!)

I’m riding Shotgun today, and every day if he is towing the trailer. I’m the worst backing-up guy in the world if there is an attached trailer. I never end up where I expect to end up, and then, I get pissed, swear worse than I usually do! So, this week, I will be his best Back-Seat Driver in the Shotgun Position! It’s a good thing that his beast of a truck is wide enough for me to fend off any blows he might want to give me for being a pain-in-the-ass! I’ll try to be good, unless there’s a chance to do a little ball bashing. It’s what we do, don’t be offended if you see it in the journal. He started doing it first, I’m still learning from him! Ha ha! (See, that ha ha, is appropriate!)

Larry is a thoughtful guy in a lot of ways, even before we got into the relationship we now have. He brought two thermoses of hot coffee, one with half and half for me and one black for him! And, he brought some donuts too! When and where he got those, I haven’t a fucken clue, but it was thoughtful!

I wanted to talk to him on the drive down to the Big Sur Coast, but I could see the first hour is not the right time to talk, just sip coffee, eat donuts and keep my trap shut! That worked for both of us! However, I’m thinking he’s a captive audience of one, and it will be a perfect to cover stuff with him about what’s on my mind. (If he heard me say ‘my mind,’ I just set myself up for a super ball bashing!)

Please know, even though this is just the next paragraph of my journal, an appropriate amount of time has passed, and I just want to talk to him, and maybe he does too! One way to find out, dive right in there Marcus!

I started with. “Hey babe, you up for talking now?” He said, “What made you think I wouldn’t be?” “I don’t know, you seemed happy just being quiet and drinking your coffee.” “Yup, that is a good assessment on your part.” And he laughed, and then said, “What’s on your mind babe?” (Yay, he called me and affectionate name again!) “I just wanted to tell you how much I love you, and how much this trip means to me. Our relationship has changed so drastically in the last couple of months, from what we had for years as best friends.” He said, “I hope you don’t think we aren’t still best friends, right? I’ve secretly loved you for a long, long time, and never knew how I could tell you. We are and will always be best friends, and now we’ve opened a door to a deeper relationship. I couldn’t be happier!"

I replied with a warm, “Thank you, I feel the same way too. However, I’ve been thinking about us and how much I love every minute I’m with you. And, how sad I feel when we can’t show our affection to anyone. It’s like just another closeted room to live in. But a much nicer closet! I just wish I could hold your hand, or just put my arm around you and show the world how much you mean to me!”

Larry trying to find the right words

Larry looked at me and then the road, and then at me for a while, he had a calm and peaceful look about him. I’m sure there wasn’t anything coming that I would be afraid to hear. He swallowed hard, cleared his throat, because I think I struck a raw nerve with my comments. He had a hard time starting, it seemed like he was mentally editing his about to comment, comments that I was about to hear. I broke my silence rule, and jumped in and told him, he didn’t have to respond now if it was hard for him. He found his voice, and said, “NO, absolutely not, it’s not hard! I was struggling to find the right words to use, because it’s important for me too!”

He told me that because of the homophobic act he had used against me to cover himself for years, closed himself off from any chance to become the person he wanted to be with me. He has also believed that a display of affection from either straights or gays, is not appropriate behavior in public. Now he doesn’t know anymore. Finally, the gay side of our bisexual lifestyle is active and compelling. It’s starting to pull him over to the one side he’s avoided and only dreamed about. Since we have become more than just Bros, he has given some thought about that too! He told me, “Lately, all I think about is touching you! I can understand how holding hands or having an arm around you, just feels natural now!”

I told him that was the best news and statement he could have given me. I have been so alone for so many years, so longing for a chance to live even for a few moments with what’s been nagging at me inside, that I too was willing to just live with a dream. This week will tell us more about the dream and how we handle it together. However, I’ve never once been in a situation where I could show the world how much I love a man, this man most of all! It’s scary, I don’t know how to act in front of straight people being a gay man. Sometimes I dream, hell, all the time, I dream about being with you on a private island, just the two of us, and no one to tell us it’s not okay to kiss you in public, or hold your hand, or walk arm in arm together!

Larry was moved by my comments, because he said he feels the same way. He just told me, “let’s see how it goes this week together; maybe we can try acting like a couple in front of others. Maybe the world won’t crumble right in front of us. Maybe others will see that our love as a good thing? But I agree with you, it will be hard, it will be strange, and it will be scary. But who are these people we will be around? The chances we will run into people we know, is slim at best!” I told him how very wonderful it was to hear him say everything he just did; it took a ton of pressure off my back to know we could face this together!

STOP ALONG THE ROAD FOR LUNCH
Larry’s wife packed us a lunch to eat along the way to the Coast. We stopped at a Roadside Rest Stop, and used the restroom, the curse of the aging male, extra pee stops. (We decided not to use the trailer toilet to conserve water.) However, we did go into the trailer to retrieve sandwiches from the refrigerator that she made for us, some turkey and cheese and some ham and cheese. I usually eat only one sandwich, but I can’t say the same about my Bro, I guess his wife knows him well! I’m thinking he might stop at three sandwiches, or we’re gonna be here for a while! That was so nice of her to think about us like that, in fact, I’ve been thinking they both have been super nice to us about this road trip.

The only thing I could come with for Ellen was she might be happy we did not make this a motorcycle trip. Especially, since Larry had a very bad accident years ago when he destroyed his Harley. I’m not sure why my wife is on board as well, maybe they really want us out of their hair for real!

ARRIVED AT PFEIFFER BIG SUR STATE PARK

We finally made it!

It was partly cloudy and in the high 60’s here, and it doesn’t look much better for the week too!
We stopped to check in at the kiosk to get our campsite number, and then headed to the area where trailers and RV’s park, there are also areas for tents, and areas for walk-Ins too. Our area had Redwood Trees and Bay Laurels to park under. I asked Larry if I should get out and help guide him backing the trailer into the space. He said, No, I’ve got this, watch and learn. Well, I watched, but I didn’t learn, but I was amazed at how easy he made it look! If I was doing it, well, I’d be still doing it! I can’t back up a trailer worth a damn!

We unhooked the trailer from his truck, well, he unhooked the trailer from his truck, I watched, but didn’t learn. We checked inside the trailer to make sure it was okay, well, I did the checking inside while he finished up outside. At least I was able to do something useful! The girls stowed stuff very well, nothing on the floor that doesn’t belong there, and I think finding shit we need, will be like an Easter Egg Hunt for us, the next few days!

This is our Redwoods & Bay Laurels Campsite

Every campsite has a fire ring and picnic table with attached benches. There’s no electricity, no water, no nothing that comes with the site, oh, a parking spot and post to clip your permit to stay, is there! There’s a public toilet with three shower rooms available close by, but we have our own. There’s a generator attached to the trailer and two huge Propane tanks too, but there are only certain hours you can turn on the generator. What we do have is the beauty of the Redwoods and Bay Laurels, and down the way from our site a water faucet to use if we need some for cooking or cleaning. Again, we have a water tank with the trailer, but I don’t know how many gallons it holds. We’ll have to watch our shower time or use the public showers. They have private little rooms with a bench and hooks for clothes and towels, and the actual shower that requires quarters. I remember all of this because we used to tent camp here with the kids when they were growing up. And all these years later, it still looks the same. River Rock and Log Construction on most of these public areas.

Larry either had or purchased a small propane BBQ Grill to cook on outside the trailer, so that’s where dinner will be cooked today. Now, will it be Lamb or Steak? I vote Lamb and maybe have the steak after we do something to get us hungry! And, didn’t I tell you that we both think alike, Larry had the Lamb Chops in his hand and told me, dinner tonight with a big grin! Yay! 😋

I almost hate to ask him what he wants to go with the lamb chops, because he’ll probably say, more lamb chops! Ha ha, we do love these chops. I’ll let him cook tonight his way, and the next time I’ll do them my way, we’ll see which way is best! I think I’ll find a can of beans or something we bought to go with them.

I’m thinking, neither one of us have talked about being horny at all today. I’m sure we are, but the drive was long and tiring and must count for something. We’ve been together all day, starting with me getting out of bed, naked with wood in front of him, to right now; relaxing seems best. A good meal and sitting around the fire tonight will stimulate us I’m sure. I suggested to him that we go inside and check out our new sleeping digs for the week. I haven’t even tried out the bed yet, I hope it’s comfortable! Larry said it was okay, it’ll do for us this week! That if we keep ourselves busy enough in bed, maybe we won’t think about the mattress! Okay, I hope so!

DINNER BBQ LAMB CHOPS TIME

Larry wins tonight's BBQ challenge 

It looks like Larry volunteered to be Head BBQ Chef Tonight, having the gas grill was a good idea. He said it was in the garage and he had forgotten about it, however, guess who remembered it was there? One guess, and I’ll help you, it wasn’t me! Yeah, I’m having deep concerns about how easy the girls are making this mancation for us. Maybe the girls were looking for some quality time together away from us? I’m okay with that, if it’s true, but I’m also thinking “Rubbing Our Noses in it,” comes to mind often! For years to come, every story ends up, we were the ‘doofuses’ thinking we could do it all on our own! You know when Bros ball-bash it’s all in fun, but when the wife’s ball-bash, it stings!

We were going to light a fire in the fire pit, we bought some firewood, but it’s getting chilly out, and we are tired. I suggested that we have our coffee inside, and just sit together on the small couch. We turned up the thermostat on the heater to take the chill out of the trailer, but neither one of us like it to be too warm inside. The coffee was already made, and we brought one of those Costco Pastry packages for dessert that Larry added to our shopping cart.

After we had some dessert and the first cup of coffee, (there will be others before the day ends), I told him I really wanted him to sit really close to me, in fact I want him to take off his shirt and lay his head in my lap. I just want to play with his curly chest hair, I love how it feels. His chest hair is a completely different texture from mine. He said he would love to do that for me, but in return I must take my shirt off too, because he loves looking at my bare chest and he loves how my chest hair feels too. (He told me sometime ago, that when I’m naked around him, it’s an enormous turn-on for him! What an amazing thing for me to hear from him, I’ll never forget he said that to me, ever!)

Maybe it’s because, when I was in my late teens and for most of my 20’s, I worked with Free-Weights, Dumbbells, and Nautilus equipment at a local gym. I helped me rid myself of my chubby and the husky look of my teens. After all these years, my pecs still look damn good for a man my age I think, that is if you can find them under my middle-aged chest hair! And hopefully, they’ll never be found under my belly hair! Ha-ha!

Sitting quietly together lasted for a while, essentially as our quiet time. I find his hair incredibly sexy to play with, I’m thinking he doesn’t get this play time with Ellen, she’s not a fan of body hair. I remembered overhearing my Stepdaughter tell her husband that he needed to wax his chest hair, when they were in my pool last Summer, he has managed to resist it so far though. Maybe if she saw Larry’s chest hair, she’d give her husband a break! Many women might feel like that I guess, maybe they think it’s easier to see the guys anatomy better? I’m glad my wife likes my chest and belly hair, in fact my first wife did too! Lucky me!

For me it’s incredibly satisfying to hear my man say he likes what I look like, and sometimes it’s the more powerful word, love how I look, that feels so awesome to hear. While Larry was trying to position himself to lay his head on my lap! I notice his pants was sliding down very low on his hips, I could see his denser pubic hair peeking out too! As I was playing with his chest and belly hair, I slipped my hand under his loose pants top to play with his denser pubic hair, I grazed just the base of his dick, but stopped there to tease him until later tonight. While I was doing my thing with him, he wasn’t in a good position to do more that use the back of his left hand to rub my chest and belly hair. His knuckles added a dimension to the rubbing I hadn’t felt before, I liked it, or maybe it was because it was him touching me, I don’t know, but I do care! It wasn’t too long after all the rubbing and hair twirling, Larry adjusted how he was sitting and raised himself up almost losing his pants in the process. He was now able to kiss me, first soft and gentle, but he had much more than gentle in mind. He just kept turning until he had both arms around me and held me tight, and the kissing became more aggressive. My Babe has more than kissing in mind right now. Nothing was lost on me, I know what he wants now, and it’s not more coffee!

I looked up and noticed the window curtains were still open, anyone walking by and looking in would probably see us. So, I said let’s get these windows covered especially the big windows in the bedroom. And then I want to see you out of those fucking pants ASAP! He said right back, and that goes for you too pal! I said, the last guy out of them will be the skunk tonight! I let him win, I wanted to watch him strip, so I’m the fucking skunk, but I got to watch the little strip show! Ha!

I have no idea if what is about to happen is the beginning, middle, or end of the night. I don’t even know what the time is right now too! Ask me if I care? Nope! We stripped the bed down to the bottom sheet and laid on the bed from the side we chose to sleep on. Of course, the dinette bed will always be a dinette only this week! (We better get the sheets provided for the dinette, scrunched up and used looking before going home though!) The actual bed would drive me crazy if I had to sleep on it with my wife, it’s dinky in size. Must be what they call a full-size bed, a tad bigger than a twin-size, perfect for two wild-and-crazy guys in love for the first time, in way they always dreamed it would be like! But after a few months, I’d bet we’d go for a bigger bed too! Right now, we both want to crawl up into each other and merge into one being. As I try remembering the moment to write this part of my journal, I don’t think either one of us knew what was coming next or right after. But I knew I wanted to fuck him very bad, and I know he will want to return the favor for me, but tonight, I want to be the first, because I’m about to explode with the desire to cum inside him!

I never slapped a naked ass before

I was aggressive tonight, I had him on his hands and knees so I could rim his ass and then I remembered, I owed him a red ass as repayment from mine not long ago. I never slapped a naked ass before, not even my kids when they needed it! And I wondered if all that hair on his ass would insulate the slaps; one way to find out! I slapped his ass, and got an, “Hey, that hurt!” I said, “I kind of thought it would, but wanted to find out if all that ass hair of yours would insulate you!” And I laughed, he knew his time would come one day, so he surprised me and said, “Now slap the other cheek so it won’t just hurt on one side! That got me off guard, now I wasn’t sure I wanted to slap him, so he said it again, “Slap my other cheek, I mean it!” Okay and I hauled off and whacked him a good one! And of course, I heard that maybe I was a little sadistic this time! So, I told him, he got me several times one night while he was having fun with my ass! It was hard to sit down after that for quite a while too! And I reminded him that my ass is mostly skin, no insulation! Don’t worry, neither one of us were angry nor sadistic, we are just having fun with each other, I think. So now that his ass cheeks hurt at different levels, I went back to my rimming, but decided to save the remaining whacks for another day! I won’t forget too! Maybe he’ll have a hard time sitting as well! Well that sounds a little sadistic, huh? I don’t think he knew how hard he was slapping my ass back then, but the redness should have told him something!

My nips are an easy find

I never thought in a million years I’d ever consider rimming an ass personally, but I really enjoyed the receiving end though. I could see he was ready to receive me, so I turned him onto his back and raised his legs up high, he knew what was coming and helped me get him into position. I didn’t need any attention on my cock, it was at full size and wanted in, right now! So, I obliged it. I was determined to make him think this was the best fuck he ever got from me, so I couldn’t cum early for him, I had plenty of practice in my lifetime on how to delay cumming. I changed my thrusting technique several times tonight, and I thought I’d find his nipple buried in his chest hair and suck on it like it was a little cock. I know I love it when he does that with me, but my nipples are easy to find! I switched from left side to right side nipples, sometimes I used my hand to tweak the unused nipple while sucking the other one.

He knows I like it slow and easy

Larry asked me to please cum now, that was a new one, because his cock was aching to be inside me too! Maybe I was hogging all the fun? I know how to trigger my orgasm quickly, and I used it, only this time I didn’t need to fantasize anything! It took Larry a few seconds to reverse positions with me and found his way deep inside me. He must be working on his delay techniques too, because he fucked me for a while without cumming. I like it slow and easy, which he knows all about and is an expert now on me, but he did some new moves tonight too, and slow and easy doesn’t describe it at all. I didn’t ask him to cum as he did for me, I didn’t want the fucking to end. Our penises are perfect matches for fucking each other, neither one of us will ever get sore over huge or long dicks and penetration. We were made for each other; I could only hope you guys are as lucky in this kind of love as we are!

Larry dumped a big load in me, I could tell, it took time for him to stop thrusting and then he does the best thing afterwards, he pushes his dick as far into me as he can and hugs me tight to hold his position. I just love the feeling! But after a while his penis got soft and just slid out of me. Larry fell asleep, I’m surprised I didn’t as well. But I’m glad I didn’t. I took the time to cover him with the sheet and blanket we pulled back off the bed. And then I remembered to check on the coffee pot, see that everything was secured for the night, and turned off the lights. It’s a good thing it’s not a long trailer, because after I turned off the lights, it was fucking dark inside! I felt my way back to bed, and by the time I got back in bed my eyes adjusted to the darkness, and thought it was too light inside! Go fucking figure, I almost broke my neck finding the bed in the dark!

Spooned for the night

Once I was back in bed, I wrapped myself around him, I had my left hand holding onto his now soft cock, I didn’t want him to get an erection, but I also didn’t want it to shrink away too. I wished he’d hold mine like that too. However, I think he might have been just awake enough to feel me spoon him, because he pushed himself tightly against my body. I’d love to wake up in the morning still attached at the hips with him! That would be nice!
Marcus

Our BIG SUR journal continues in Chapter 28:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/05/ch-28-day-two-road-trip-mancation.html