Surprised by Joel: Part 6
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Part 6:
The next morning, I woke up filled with anxiety about leaving the next day. Even though I am happily married, I guess I fell for Joel and fell hard. I was having lover's pangs of sadness about leaving him the next day to return to my middle class straight life. There is a deep part of me that wished I could just leave that old life behind and start a new one with Joel.
But that is not how this story goes, so I decided to make the most of the time I had left with Joel, and our two fuck buddies Steve and Mark. I was awake earlier than Joel, snuggled up tight against his back, spooning his naked body, so lean and fit. He was such a total stud. He opened my world this past week to the many facets of man on man sex, smells, piss, submission and domination. He was a great teacher and a willing fuck buddy. My fantasies have exploded in these few short days, and I wanted to give back to him a fraction of the joy and pleasure that he has given to me.
I was rock hard, my uncut cock nestled and humping his ass crack while he dosed in the early morning chill of our tent. I still had the cock ring around my dick and balls. Joel and I have been wearing them all week. I decided to awake my lover in a bottom's favorite way: boned up the ass before he is fully awake. I spit a heavy gob into my palm and lubed up my cock. My proudest feature is the flare of my cock head. My cock is cut (too bad), but I've got a fat mushroom head that makes my dick look a little intimidating to a tight asshole. I lube my cock up with spit, and started to gently lube his butt crack with my humping. His pucker was warm and inviting. I placed that mushroom head firmly on the center of his hole and used my hips to thrust into Joel. When my head and a good 2 inches breached his man cunt, his breathing paused. I help him tight around his chest, and worked a few more inches in then out. Joel returned to breathing, but he began to fidget. He was getting fucked awake. Suddenly, without opening his eyes, he started to make those man noises that said he was in his happy place of horny haze and ecstasy. Joel doesn't talk when he gets fucked. He goes into this masculine animal trance of being totally present to his body and mine. He clenches his ass hole and greedily works my cock against his prostate. His love button is so sensitive, it sends him into a mystical state of amazing energy. I pinch his nipple with one hand and stroke his sensitive uncut cock with the other. I sense he might come too soon, so I move my hand off his shaft to his ample balls. Despite all of the ball juice Joel has produced this week, his morning load has remained thick and milky and abundant. I tightened his balls in my hand, grasping the ridge of his cock ring with it. He let out a sound that was clearly a mixture of pain and pleasure, as I got into a steady rhythm of long dicking Joel's man pussy. I had to really concentrate to control my own urge to cum. I would fuck him to my edge, and slow down or change up my fuck to back off my eruption. I was going to fuck him this morning until he came first, then give him my two morning loads: first cum, then piss. Joel was a total piss pig. I wanted to give my lover the things he wanted most today: a wake up fuck to remember, and two loads of his favorite flavors.
Joel's body responded to my stimulations like a dancers follows her leader. We were in sync as I twisted his nips, humped his cunt, pulled his balls, withdrew my cock on the release of ball pressure. Joel was making so many animal noises, anyone near our campsite would wonder what kind of animal I was slaying inside my tent. Just one awesome chuck of man hunk, impaled on my cock, rocking on my meat like a bitch in heat. Joel needed my inside of him. He humped back onto my cock to meet each thrust. He welcomed each nipple pinch or ball squeeze with a yelp of pain mixed with longing. I wasn't even touching his cock shaft, and I could see his purple head peeking out of his foreskin, oozing copious amounts of pre cum. I released his balls to free my hand. I scooped up a healthy dose of his ooze and fed it to him. He sucked my fingers into his mouth like a starving man, tasting his own spooge off my fingers. I withdrew my digits from his mouth to return to his ball torture. With each thrust of my fuck, Joel's body responded like electricity to my pulse. Joel clenched tight his entire ass around my cock. Not just the ass ring, but his whole bowel would clamp onto my meat, pushing me dangerously close to the edge. How does a bottom learn how to fuck a top so skillfully? He was amazing.
I pinched his nipples, I pulled and twisted his balls, I fucked him long and deep, and Joel moaned and whelped and clenched and breathed like his life depended on my fucking him. Without warning, he let out a sound of total release: he shot his cum so far that his first shot hit the tent wall, then his face, then his belly. Without me touching Joel's shaft, I could feel each surge of man juice leave his cock as I fucked him and pulled down hard on his balls.
Finally, Joel opened his eyes. WIDE! Not morning sleepy eyes. WIDE EYES of "Holy Fuck, that was awesome eyes!" And Joel never spoke a word.
I kept up my pace of longing dicking Joel, as he continued to clench my full cock with his amazing ass muscles. I fed him whatever sloppy cum I could feel off his chest, but it was time for me to fill him up with load number one. I stopped concentrating on my need to edge, and I plowed Joel for all I was worth. I love fucking Joel. He makes me feel like such a stud. I could feel my balls swelling to that point of know return, then I lunged deep into him and held my cock there as I squirted a generous load of baby makers and man juice deep into his guts. Joel was still breathing heavy, feeling my cock pulse cum shot after cum shot into his hot ass, coating his butt walls with sperm. As I came off my orgasm high, still penetrated deep in Joel's man pussy, his sounds of moans and satisfaction kept me charged and satiated. I felt like the alpha stud who just marked his man pussy.
We both started to calm our breathing from passionate to relaxed and deep. I wanted him to speak the first words of the day, so I just coaxed his body, his abs, his cock, his chest. Joel just moaned softly from the post orgasm massage, my cock still fully embedded up his ass. He would still clench tight on my dick every few breaths, milking any last drops of cum from my spent balls. I began to relax my bladder, holding my cock still, urgently needing to piss.
My first trickles of urine were slow and un-sustained. My cock softened just enough to allow my flow to quicken. I wondered at what point Joel would realize my devious move to flood him unwarned with my morning piss. When he clenched my dick, my flow would stop momentarily, but I was in full evacuation mode now, and when he relaxed, I flooded his bowels. Finally, Joel let out a sigh... he belly began to distend, and then he groaned, that manly groan when a dude needs to take an urgent dump. I knew he wouldn't be able to hold the volume of this piss and cum load. As my piss flow slowed to a trickle, I could feel some of my piss leaking out of Joel's ass around the base of my cock, soaking both of our groins and legs and saturating our sex-scented sleeping bag.
Still, no words from Joel.
Finally, I began to slowly withdraw my cock from Joel's well fucked and filled man cunt. "No, Tim! Wait!" he cried, almost desperately. "I want to hold this as long as I can. Your fucking hot cock needs to be my butt plug for a few more minutes, Tim! This is the best wake up sex I have ever had!"
"Good morning to you, too, Sport!" I said to him.
"You little devil. You took my pussy in my sleep! Why I could sue for rape," he teased me.
"You know what they say...," I added.
"... You can't rape the willing," he finished.
We both laughed and savored the feelings. My cock still warm and half chubbed in my lover's ass, surrounded my his ass juices, my cum, and my piss. What a cocktail Joel was brewing.
After about five minutes of spooning, I could tell Joel was really fighting to hold his bowels. He asked if the cooler was near. We've used it as a make shift toilet most of the week. I reached behind me, took off the lid, and set it near Joel's waist. "Ok, on three, pull out and I'll try to make it to the can," Joel said. "One, Two, Three..."
I let go of Joel with my arms, rocked my hips back, and my cock popped out of his asshole with a quick gush of love juices. He scooted so fast over the cooler, it sounded like a water falls as he relieved himself. Again, he made that satisfied manly noise that dudes make when the let go of an urgent shit... The tent reeked of sex and sperm and piss and sweat. "Well, I guess I don't have to rush up to the toilets this morning! Thanks for the enema, Tim!"
"My pleasure. You know, I'm feeling really sad about leaving here tomorrow. What I really mean is, I don't want to say goodbye to you. To our love making."
"We both knew this was coming. Hey, we can stay in touch. I'd love to do a couple trips a year with you. It would always give us something to look forward to."
"I know, but my life back home will pale in comparison to what we've shared this week."
"True, but you always think the grass is greener elsewhere. If we lived together, we wouldn't be able to maintain these constant sexual peaks. Let's plan our next trip, and keep in touch, and work towards keeping this chemistry alive between us. I can promise you that I will use condoms with all sex partners just so I can go raw with you. How does that sound?"
"Amazing... Joel, I think I'm falling in love with you."
"Me too, Tim. I love man on man sex, but we have a special connection. I think it would be wrong to walk away from this."
"I'm so relieved to hear you say that!"
"Well, Mark and Steve have big plans for you today, Tim. We should shower and get ready for our final day's hike."
"Sounds good stud."
We kissed, tonguing each other deeply, then unzipped the tent.
Steve and Mark's camper was silent. Where they still asleep? Joel threw on his shorts and went to knock on their door. There was a note:
We heard you boys moaning so we decided to let you be for now. We are at the showers. See you there?
We almost sprinted, looking forward to the chance to see Mark and Steve naked again. They were both gorgeous men, Mark was cut like me, but gifted in fucking, Steve was super hung with ample foreskin that I couldn't get enough of.
To be continued.....
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