Chapter 5

The buzzing of the alarm clock slowly made its way into Kerry’s sleeping brain. He tried to stretch but a heavy weight on his left arm made him wince and wouldn’t let him go. As he started to struggle in fear, his brain woke up and he remembered that Mike had fallen asleep on his left side. His eyes opened and he stared across at Mike, who was twitching, still asleep, but slowly he too was waking up to the annoying buzzing of the alarm clock.

Mike opened his eyes, and managed a weak grin to Kerry. It took them both several minutes before either could speak and finally they were awake. Kerry rose and headed off to shower and clean up. Mike waited briefly, and then he took his clothes off and rummaged through Kerry’s closet and dresser, to pick out some clean pants and underwear.

He put his dirty jeans and the borrowed underwear in the clothes hamper inside the bathroom and then he joined Kerry in the shower, surprising Kerry still once again. They kissed briefly but time was fleeting and together they soaped each other up and managed to get out of the shower without either of them shooting any more of their hot juice, even though for Kerry it was a real struggle. He wanted to shoot a load now and his balls ached with the weight of the hot juice, but they just didn’t have time, as Mike explained.

Hurriedly they dressed now, the sun barely making a dent in the darkness outside but it was coming on time to leave. They hustled out down the back stairs, through the kitchen where they gathered up all of the gear they had set down earlier the previous evening.

Kerry was getting excited and they loped along up the driveway, careful to be quiet and yet both of them actually wanting to run, as if that would get them out to the campsite faster.

They came up to an old dodge pick up truck in the driveway, and Kerry recognized it as the one he saw Mike and Kenny work on over at Mike’s house. He was confused now, as he thought they were all going

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in Trey’s car. He asked Mike and then he found out that Trey and Brett weren’t going to be coming out with them. In fact, they would be coming along a few days from now, as Brett had to work this weekend and Trey had to work today for his old man. Kerry didn’t really mind that because it meant that now he would have the first four days all alone with Mike.

Mike started the old truck and in seconds they were flying off down the road, turning hard into the main highway with a trail of dust roaring away behind them. Finally, they were actually on their way, a trip that would last until the food ran out, a trip that Kerry didn’t even dream about until just a week ago. He was giddy with the excitement and he moved closer to Mike, sitting next to his man as the truck roared down the highway, putting miles and miles behind him and the narrow minded boring town he called home, but then again, it wasn’t so boring anymore now though, was it?

There was a gentle push against his shoulder and slowly Kerry opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep right after they had left the road stop just after 9am. He yawned and stretched as Mike just stared at him, shaking his head and grinning. The sun was hot on his face and he looked around.

The truck was off the dirt road. He could see for miles backwards, to absolutely nothing but a switch back trail of dust and lots of trees, edging close to the dust cloud still settling behind him. He knew they were deep into the forest, but where he hadn’t a clue. Looking at his watch he realized they had driven for hours, and town had to be a good 200 miles back there somewhere.

Still yawning he slowly climbed out to help Mike unload the gear from the back of the pick up. “How far we gotta walk?” he asked and almost fell over as Mike told him. He shuddered with the idea of hiking into the forest for the next three to four hours, but then Mike told him it would be worth it.

Mike was rigging up some sort of hammock or stretcher gizmo, which had Kerry intrigued.

“Is that for when I fall and break my leg?” Kerry joked.

“Only if you drop the beer,” Mike replied and then he started tolay the canvas cover over the poles. Finally he was finished and he started to load up some of the gear on it. He put the coolers, tents and other stuff on the canvas between the two poles, careful to distribute the items evenly.

Mike checked the backpack, then came over and checked on Kerry’s backpack. He then pulled out his rifle from the truck, slung it over his shoulder and told Kerry to lift up the end of the stretcher gizmo as he lifted the other end. Kerry caught on fast, and realized that if they were gonna walk for 3 to 4 hours, they would only be making

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one trip as the stretcher had everything on it and their backs weren’t gonna be broken in humping all the supplies to the campsite.

They trudged into the bush now, each one carrying an end of this stretcher, with all of their gear on it. It wasn’t exactly light and Kerry was sweating before he was even into the shade of the overhanging trees. He walked carefully, and Mike kept the pace relatively slow so as not to let Kerry trip.

The sun was still hot, even with the shades of the huge trees hanging over their heads. The trail wasn’t much of one, and there were lots of branches and underbrush to be wary of, and to Kerry it seemed like every branch, stick, twig, was there to trip him and send him sprawling. After an hour of struggling, grunting and groaning, Mike stopped and they set the litter down. Mike looked back at Kerry to see how he was doing, and he smiled and called him a rookie. They drank from their canteens and Mike had his shirt open, exposing his wonderful chest to Kerry.

Kerry had never really seen Mike this close in this light. He was getting pretty excited at the thought of sucking on those ripe nipples and he knew that Mike could read his mind, as he teased him. Mike would take a drink, with his left hand, while he played with that damn left nipple, and then he would just grin. ‘DAMN IT’, Kerry thought, he was a hot bastard!

“Let’s get going” Mike commanded as he picked up his end, smiling at Kerry and looking right at Kerry’s bulging crotch. Yeah he was definitely teasing him, as he just smiled wider but no way did he stop their journey further inwards of the forest.

Kerry was getting tired, his arms ached and his back was stiff from his backpack, and the heat. He must have lost at least 15lbs so far and they had only been walking for almost 3 hours. He kept asking Mike how much further, but all he got was, “Not far now” which really wasn’t much comfort. He also started to trip more on the tree branches, and he almost lost his hold more often now, as he was just getting too tired. Kerry came up to a small tree trunk, that Mike warned him about and as he stepped to go over it, his foot caught and he stumbled, the poles falling from his hands and he started to go down, when he shot his hand outwards, and with a bolt he jammed his hands against a huge tree, causing him pain all through his arms, but he kept his feet, barely.

Mike had dropped his end and was standing beside him now, asking him if he was all right. Mike bent down, letting Kerry sit down on the very log he had just tripped over. Sweat was pouring off his body, as it was from Mike and as he leaned over, little drops fell on top of Kerry. Mike handed him a canteen and let him drink a good swig of it.

Kerry felt like a complete wimp and started to apologize to Mike,

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when Mike simply put his fingers to Kerry’s lips, and shook his head

and smiled down at Kerry.

“Don’t worry about it,” and then he leaned down and kissed Kerry.

Mike kissed him tenderly, and the hot touch of his lips sent a wave of hot blood racing from his brain to his crotch. He was on fire, not from the sun but from Mike. He had just spent over 3 hours watching Mike walk through the woods, his firm ass always in front of him, those luscious ass cheeks firmly showcased in the tight blue jeans, that were his jeans to start with. Kerry started to kiss back and instead of pulling away, as he expected him to do, Mike kissed back, hard and just as urgent. It was as if a dam burst as suddenly he felt himself laying on the ground, his back pack wedged against the tree trunk and now he could feel Mike’s hand racing along the inside of his own open shirt, finding his own nipples, and starting to gently but firmly twist around them.

Suddenly his fingers tightened their grip around the right nipple and gave it a tug. Kerry choked out a groan and his tongue shot forward, deep into Mike’s mouth with the pleasure he was receiving. He moved his own hands now, up towards Mike and they too sought out the ripe young nipple.

It was like a fever, a hot sweating fever that wouldn’t be satisfied as Mike and Kerry struggled by the log. Neither wanted to stop their playing with the other, not even to undress and the urgency of the moment took over fully. Mike moved his hand down to Kerry’s crotch where he found the zipper of the tight jeans and yanked them down, then reaching up he undid the pant button. Kerry also reached down, and it was as if they were both on the same wavelength. His hands found the tight jean buttons and the bulging crotch of Mike forced the zipper half way down as soon as the button was popped open. Both of them reached in eagerly to feel the hot flesh contained inside, both of them, their hearts racing ahead, and their pulses running wild.

Their mouths were no longer locked together, Mike had his head tilted, bent down as he sought the nipple he had just been teasing and while his head was at an angle, Kerry had his bent down too, but his mouth was now concentrating on the side of Mike’s face, his tongue licking around the ear lobe, flicking inside the ear every other swipe, and with each flick he could feel Mike tense, and then increase his own licking of the now fully erect nipple.

Both of them wanted the same thing, and Mike’s hands were first in the race to pry open his prize, as Kerry’s fully erect hot cock was whisked out of its confines of the underwear. Mike could feel the heat from the cock and the moist cock head, as there were already drops of pre-cum oozing from it. He couldn’t wait any longer and he lunged downwards, sacrificing Kerry’s tongue along his ear, ignoring now the erect nipple and flat washboard stomach and the heaving chest, as his

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mouth was just too eager for the hot man meat between Kerry’s legs Kerry wasn’t to be denied his prize either and as Mike’s head left his throbbing chest, he reached down to seek his own pleasure. He pulled Mike’s legs back towards him, as he slid down the log to lay prone on the grass-covered ground. Mike now was near his cock but so was Kerry, as he pulled frantically at the underwear to reveal to his own mouth a warm hard cock. Mike’s penis popped out at last, and just as feverishly Kerry pushed himself forward to gobble the treasure up. His hand grasped the long hot cock shaft firmly, sending a momentary shiver through Mike’s body.

Just as Mike’s mouth found Kerry’s erect cock, so did Kerry’s find Mikes. Almost simultaneously the two boys swallowed the other’s hot throbbing meat, engulfing the huge cocks right up to the pubic hairs, sending to the other a wild spasm of pure pleasure. Each body shook with the force of the shockwave traveling thru and each body convulsed with the intense feelings that were now washing across the faces of them both. Mike was in a fever pitch as his mouth eagerly sucked the pre-cum from Kerry’s throbbing cock.

Kerry was fixed onto the cock, the cockhead nestled firmly at the base of his throat and his tongue, with hardly any room at all was doing its best to lick the huge meat gorged in the mouth. It felt all around the shaft, tasting the salt, and the pre-cum almost choked him there was so much of it. He concentrated solely on this wonderful hot piece of flesh and even though his whole body seemed to be on fire he was determined to quench his thirst with Mike’s hot warm sweet milk.

Mike was twitching as he could feel Kerry’s tongue licking eagerly his cock shaft, each lick also washed past his cockhead and he fought the urge to just pull back and let it all come crashing through, instead he started to apply his attention to the wonderfully hot piece of manhood in his own mouth. He gripped it hard with his lips and then started to jerk his head up and down, and while he started to suck the huge cock he moved his hands beneath the underwear to search out Kerry’s full balls and to bring them up for air. He touched first one, then the other, and then moved his hand underneath and then pulled upwards, and Kerry groaned loudly and shot his hips upwards, sending his cock deeper into Mike’s mouth.

Kerry knew he was close to cumming, and he also knew that Mike was just as close. He, too, started now to tighten his mouth’s grip on the huge throbbing cock and he too started to slide his lips up and down the hot cock shaft, he reached across with his hands, to pin the hot tight ass cheeks and push them inwards, so that he could get every inch of the hot cock in his mouth. He started to suck hard, as if trying to drain the cum straight from the cock hole, he used his hands to push hard against the ass, at the same time he lunged forward sending his face

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crashing into Mike’s crotch, the zipper biting into his cheeks but he ignored it in his feverish desire to bring Mike to a boiling point.

Mike was just as frantic. He slid his one finger further under Kerry’s balls, and he was wiggling it, desperately trying to reach Kerry’s asshole, but he just couldn’t reach it, not in this position and he didn’t have time to change. He did the next best thing, and with a gigantic effort as Kerry’s hips came forward again, he opened his mouth as wide as possible, and then wider so that when Kerry’s hips finally collapsed onto his face, he managed to draw the huge tight balls into the warmth of his mouth. He choked but held on, his tongue buried underneath the balls, and now it licked upwards, and with the first touch of his tongue against Kerry’s balls, a shiver went through the body, and instead of pulling back, the hips crushed his face further as the cock between his lips jerked hard upwards, trying to push through the roof of his mouth and as it hit it also started to shoot.

As the first wave of hot cum spurted out of Kerry, his mouth tightened on Mike’s own hot swollen cock and with the pain of the release, Kerry bit slightly on the hot cock in his mouth, sending a spasm through Mike, that forced his own cock to bounce and jerk and then like a huge wall coming down, a gush of hot cum started to pour into Kerry’s mouth and into the back of his throat. He gagged on the hot juice, but he swallowed quickly, as a second then a third spurt of cum flowed unabated into his eager and willing throat.

Mike was swallowing as fast as his throat would let him, slurping up each and every drop of the never-ending flow of cum. He was reeling from the joy of the hot sweet taste in his mouth and the warm hot pleasure that was fixed to his own crotch. His body shook as his own cock spurted into Kerry and as he finished one jerk, Kerry’s cock would jerk and on it went, for what seemed like forever but was only mere seconds.

Kerry struggled and his hips ground firmly into Mike’s face. His last spurt of cum dripped out into Mike’s still hungry mouth. As the last of his cum emptied out, he felt his own cock go soft, and then he felt Mike’s cock rear itself inside his mouth, readying for it’s last final spasm of ejaculation. Then it hit, a huge gush of hot cum exploded into his mouth, almost as much as the first burst and he gagged hard on it, but with determination he managed to keep it in his mouth and he swallowed hard, savoring the unreal flavor of his man’s milk. The cock no longer hard, started to slide outwards and as it did, his tongue licked eagerly at it, making sure it left his warm mouth with not a trace of the cum as Kerry wanted every drop for himself.

Mike pulled off Kerry’s slowly fading cock, his breathing coming irregularly, his chest heaving hard from the exertion, and drops of cum drying around the corner’s of his lips. He lay there, panting now, as the

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quiet of the surrounding trees only intensified the unreal feelings of ecstasy that he felt. He was drained, both emotionally and physically.

Kerry lay still, on his back, his heaving chest slowly returning to normal. His eyes blinking at the sunrays poking through the tree cover, playing with him a private game of hide and seek. He was totally drained, his eyes still seeing flashes of purple and blue in the twinkling rays of the sun.

Finally Mike sat upright, back to normal breathing, and he reached down and zipped his pants up, all the time looking at Kerry, a small smile twisted around his lips.

“Come on, enough rest, we must get to the campsite and get set up before dark,” and with that he nudged Kerry to get him moving.

Kerry did his pants up, smiling and grinning from ear to ear with Mike’s comments. He just knew that he was going to enjoy this camping trip very much. He grabbed hold of the litter end, and started off once again behind Mike. He kept a smile on his face and a small tune on his lips, as his eyes followed the trail but more importantly, followed those nice firm ass cheeks, walking in front.

After another ¾ of an hour trudging through the bush, they arrived to a clearing. Kerry could hear the sound of a river, off in the distance, but what took his breath away was how secluded the site was, and how it obviously was used often. There was a pit already, which would be the campfire. He could see a spot near some trees where a tent would go, and better still, a good pile of logs and broken branches, which meant no long treks for firewood.

They put the litter down, and Mike started to get everything organized. He directed Kerry where to put things, and what to do. It was like a field general ordering the troops around, and Kerry enjoyed serving this particular general. Mike told Kerry to start to set up the tent, and he was going to go and get more firewood. They would need a fire at night, ‘cause it did get nippy, so he said, but Kerry wondered about that, ‘cause Mike had one of those grins on his face that could only mean he something else in mind.

He didn’t realize just how big the tent was until he started to get it up. There was tons of room inside, and even with four people there would be lots of elbowroom. He thought about that, wondering if they would be in the same tent or if Trey and Brett would have their own tent. It could be interesting if they all shared the one tent. He also was nervous about that, what if they wanted to join him and Mike? How would he deal with that?

Right now, Mike was everything to him and while he had no other experiences to compare with, he knew that he was hopelessly in love with his ‘Field General’ and he didn’t like the idea of someone else enjoying that 5 star hunk. Maybe he should talk it over with Mike, but

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what if Mike didn’t feel the same way? He couldn’t handle that, he knew he would break down. What if Mike just was into the sex thing and not him? His mind kept harping on his ‘what if’s” so much that he didn’t hear Mike return to the campsite. He jumped as the tent flap opened to reveal a dirty and sweat stained Mike.

“Well, this looks comfy Kerry.”
“Thanks, man you look exhausted, why don’t you rest for a bit and

I’ll get the fire going, if you want.” “Great, I’ll unpack some of the other gear while you do that.” Kerry left, brushing past Mike, but before he could get past, Mike

grabbed him and gave him a quick kiss, then patted his rear to send him off before something more happened.

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