Swimming Hole

It had been a long time since I was able to get away from the family and relax for just one fucking second. The stress of juggling my job, the kids, my wife and a million other things was wearing me out fast. I needed either a vacation, likely on my own, or some me time in a motel somewhere that I could relax and pamper myself. Yes, men need pampering, usually self pampering, just as much as women do. The chances of getting away were slim to none so I resigned myself to some time at the local swimming hole for a picnic and a hammock at the lakes edge. I could never really decide if it was a lake or a swimming hole and buddies that I have had (in more ways than one) up there fishing and drinking beer, have all called it a lake. Big enough that a john boat with outboard motor was required but that might be the reason we never had much luck getting fish. A nice fishing kayak would be quieter and less likely to scare the fish but then, we couldn't all fit in a kayak. It would also not carry the coolers that we brought full of ice cold beer. Anyway, I'm not bringing either, just my hammock, some lunch, maybe a beer or two and a piss poor attitude.

Now, as I mentioned earlier, I'm married to a wonderful woman and for the most part, I had been in control of my 'alternate' urges so to speak. I haven't been truly attracted to another man for some time. Truth be told, since back in college when my room mate and I had became "fuck buddies". We played with a few other like minded guys on campus while for the most part, primarily trying to focus on studying. I was single and horny and, well, pussy wasn't all that easy to get back then, for me at least. It was at this time I noticed how arousing the smell of pussy was to me and the smell of a man after some exercise got him sweaty and slick. Even my own aroma gets me aroused at times probably because of the memories it evoked. When my soon to be wife and I hooked up, there were a few interactions with another guy fucking her and I finished him off after having his cock deep in her pussy. I love the smell and taste of a cock soaked in pussy and love a tasty creampie dessert too. Of course when we couldn't find a suitable third on short notice, we had that covered as well. My wife and I would take care of that typically by role playing various scenarios that always seemed to include a huge fucking strap on and certain appropriate costumes. Luckily we had an understanding and she was aware of my predilections and my previous lifestyle prior to meeting her. I could have meaningless hookups as long as I was safe sex aware and remained clean and free of disease. She in turn did the same and our open relationship flourished once this understanding was established. To this day I am grateful for having such an understanding, patient and superb looking wife.

I arrived early and parked the Jeep in a secluded spot I don't think many knew about nor could get to in a regular vehicle. Of course I neglected to take into account another type of vehicle in my plans but that would later turn out for the better. I dropped all my gear on the ground and got to it. Tent, hammock, folding chair, fishing gear with chest waders, sleeping bag and mattress were all unceremoniously dumped and gathered in a pile and I began to unpack and set everything up. I would likely stay for an overnighter or two so I also had a cooler with some basic food in it and of course beer. I strung up the hammock first and gazed at it for a few moments and remembered how many times this simple thing gave me so much relaxing time alone and unencumbered by clothes in the bush. I love to swing in the hammock nude near the lake shore and just swing back and forth and enjoy the breeze that helps keep the mosquitoes away and feels good caressing my naked body. I dropped most of my clothes only leaving hiking boots and socks on and a pair of tight boxer shorts and proceeded with unpacking and setting up.

I was startled back to reality when I heard the putt-putt-putt of what sounded like an adventure bike roaming in the background somewhere. I recognized the sound due to me riding an adventure bike myself. My KLR650 and I have been places not many can get to. This is probably my favourite feature of the adventure bike but you are limited in how much you can carry. Just the essentials can go so I don't pack too many clothes. I never thought much of it as there were off roaders all over the area. The more determined ones did get close to my spot but never interloped in my space. Well, until now that is.

I heard the bike on and off for the next half hour as I set everything up and put the things I didn't need back in the Jeep. The tent was erected and I had all the sleeping gear in it and my hammock was pulled taut between my two favourite trees and was ready to go. I had started a fire in the makeshift fire pit lined with larger rocks and was just putting the heavy cast iron grate in position when I heard the bike again, but louder this time. They were close and getting closer every time I heard it. Dammit, I hope this doesn't mean I have to share my spot with someone. Most people who have ever come close to me out here have never appeared in or near my camp but always maintained their distance and respected my privacy. Oh well, I guess I can't always be super isolated out here in public and proceeded to prepare for some hammock time.

My first priority was to get naked, already done, and my second was to get dinner going. I did set up some of my camouflage tarps in strategic places to maintain not only some privacy but also as a wind break of sorts. The wind did keep the bugs at bay for the most part but the tarps also kept nosey hikers from seeing too much. I slipped off the t-shirt and shorts first and put them in the tent and located my crocs and swapped out my hiking boots for them next. I must have been quite a sight to see. Stark naked with crocs on walking around without a care in the world. There isn't much more comfort to be had than being naked in the bush although I did think of one more thing that would make it complete. I may have forgotten to mention how much I enjoy butt plug play not only with my wife when we have play time together at home but also solo when I am away on my own.

I brought the full compliment of toys with me and a substantial amount of lube as you can never have enough lube. My first thought was to get prepped with an anal cleansing so I filled the enema bottle and screwed the nozzle down tight. I smear a little lube on my asshole and push a little inside so the larger nozzle slips in with little resistance. This time was no different and I had squeezed the contents of my douche easily deep inside me with little problem or leakage. I filled the bottle again and reinserted it, holding the previous contents still inside me, squeezed the douche again and took another bottles worth of liquid deep inside. I thought I could feel the liquid working through my insides and clearing out any residual content. I usually had little problem with prep like this and today should be no different.

I heard a branch snap in the distance, then the sound of an axe chopping at wood and splitting. The sound made me stop what I was doing and listen intently. Someone was clearing wood and chopping it up in the distance. Not a chainsaw sound was heard so must have been a hand saw they were using and an axe to split the logs. Most likely picking up the dead fall that littered the area.

Oh well, back to the business at hand. As long as they kept their distance all would be well. I went back to the waterworks and found myself needing to relieve the pressure slowly building in my guts. The enema was working and I had the urge to purge as it were. There was no outhouse or facilities way out here in the bush so my latrine I had dug far from the lakes edge would have to suffice. It wasn't glamorous by any stretch of the imagination but it served the purpose. I hung my naked butt over the edge of the thick branch I had lashed between two trees and no sooner had I positioned myself when a powerful stream exploded from my ass and into the latrine pit. I took a second to relish in the feeling of the release as another wave hit originating from deep inside my guts. It felt great as it appeared to have cleared me out thoroughly so I grabbed some toilet paper that was strung up on a nearby limb and cleaned myself up ready to head back to camp. I was ready for a session with my toy collection and to be sure, I brought some extra thick toys to relieve my stress this time out.

Another twig cracked, loudly this time and closer as well. I stopped to scan around and saw the briefest movement in the cluster of thick brush not far from my latrine. Whoever or whatever it was wasn't good at hiding and I could see their outline silhouetted in the low setting sun. It turned out to be a guy in his mid thirties dressed in hiking boots, shorts, t-shirt and a luscious covering of sweat from what I could see at this distance. The t-shirt was mostly transparent in many spots from where the sweat had soaked his skin and also glistened on his muscular legs. He was well muscled, tanned and what the fuck was I doing noticing all these details about a stranger, a guy, while I was stark naked in the bush! I was momentarily distracted by his appearance and the hot visage of his sweaty body but I came to my senses fairly quickly.

"Oh, hey, I thought I was alone." I said as he emerged from his 'hiding' place out into the open.

"Howdy, so sorry to disturb, I thought I was alone when I heard water splashing, so came to investigate."

He could clearly see my naked body in detail with only my hiking boots on my feet but continued anyway.

"Wow, I must be disturbing you. You're obviously in the middle of something."

He didn't move to go anywhere and just stood staring at me, his eyes going up and down and apparently studying me quite intently as he didn't respond when I said I didn't mind the interruption.

Now, I couldn't help but stare back at him as his t-shirt stuck to his body in all the right spots and sweat dribbled down his thigh. This and his hiking boots laced up tight all went well together, and only then did I notice my cock was stirring awake and was slowly making its way pointing down my thigh.

The tip of my cock was slowly emerging from the foreskin as it lengthened and the glistening tip was making its way out into what was left of the daylight.

Clearly he could see this and took a few tentative steps nearer to me and stopped again.

"Looks like I may have come at an opportune time. Do you need some help with anything?"

"Well, now that you mention it... I do have some firewood to split and pile up."

"Cool, I'd love to help you with that." he said with a grin.

"Well, OK, follow me back to my camp and we can get started."

So I led the way, naked with only my hiking boots on. As we followed the trail back to my camp by the lakes edge I didn't know if my new found friend was watching my ass as we walked back. I could only hope that was the case as I was getting more and more aroused as we walked. My cock was getting harder as we walked making it bounce up and down and side to side with each step. This did nothing more than stimulate me further.

Remembering I had wanted to get started with the lube injection prep earlier, but was interrupted. My hole was dry and not very open at this point so I wasn't really prepared as well as I had wished but then again, I never expected to have company this evening.

"So I almost forgot to ask. Whats your name?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, me too, I'm Dave. Whats yours?"

"I'm Dennis. Pleased to meet you Dave."

"Same here!" Dave said with enthusiasm. "I apologize for barging in on you when you were clearly busy but I... well I heard you at first then I wandered over and saw what you were doing and, well, you made me horny as fuck, I couldn't resist seeing you in person, up close."

With that I stopped and turned around and Dave was close enough to me that he almost bumped into me. I had no doubt he must have been able to smell my musky scent. I was sure of that by now, with what I have been doing setting up and all. I was sweating and must have been ripe. I could certainly detect his manly, musky scent in the air and my cock responded to the olfactory stimulation. My cock stirred and was building up pressure starting at the base of my cock and working its way through to the tip. My cock is thicker at the base with an average sized head typically covered in a rather loose foreskin.

It makes my cock look odd at times but its shape and size has never bothered me at all. I was letting that thought pass through my mind when Dave suddenly dropped to his knee's in front of me without a word and took my cock in his hand and kissed the tip through the opening of my foreskin. He grasped my balls in his other hand and squeezed them gently but firmly, cupping them in his hand and pulling at them at the base. I shuddered and shook a little as he peeled back my foreskin with his lips and hand and engulfed the first few inches of my cock in his mouth. He slipped just the head in and out of his mouth ever so slowly and worked at the underside with his tongue. Fuck this guy was good. He pulled forward with his hand from the base of my cock which pulled my foreskin to bunch up at his lips, all while maintaining a vacuum with his mouth on the tip. He worked this back and forth with his saliva oozing from his mouth to coat my cock all while making slurping and sucking sounds as he moved up and down the last few inches of my dick. My cock was rock hard and getting harder when he suddenly stopped, popped my cock out of his mouth and stood up.

"I'm going to have to wait until we get back to camp before we continue but I can tell you, your cock was meant to be in my mouth." Dave said as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. Strings of saliva still hanging from his lips. OK, now I'm intrigued. Who was this guy, why did he make me so fucking horny?

"Sounds like a plan bud, lets go!" I said gathering myself for the brief walk back to what I presumed was going to be my camp.

This mans lips had made me weak in the knee's. He had almost made me cum within the brief period he had the end of my cock in his mouth and my balls in his hand. I was certainly looking forward to getting back to camp to see how we continued on and whether he could get all my cock into his mouth, or in other places it may be more apt to fit.

We both moved silently but at a faster pace on the way back to camp and based on the direction we were going, it looked like it was back to Dave's camp instead of mine.

We arrived at Dave's camp with little else on our minds but the possible exchange of some bodily fluids and taking the time to admire each others body a little bit closer. His camp consisted of a tent a couple of camping chairs near a fire pit with some assorted gear. There was no vehicle to be seen and a canoe with paddles on the lakes edge. Dave headed to the cooler that was positioned by the camp chairs and grabbed two ice cold bottles of water and handed me one and opened the one that he had kept. I could certainly use something to replenish my fluids as I would need as much liquid as possible for the activities at hand.

I was still stark naked and Dave was just getting his clothes off as I sat down in one of the camp chairs to watch as he stripped. I took a long draw on the water bottle and settled in to watch as Dave stripped off his shirt which was wringing wet with his sweat. He tossed it to me and I quickly gathered it up in both hands and buried my face in it, gave it a deep sniff sucking in his scent which immediately went to work on my cock. I detected the scent of a familiar mahogany and teakwood combination which I have used myself at times in a hand sanitizer and also as a cologne. Dave continued to strip off his wet clothes in a rather slow and methodical way which reminded me of a strip tease show I've attended once or twice. With only his shorts and boots on, he bent over to untie his boots which gave me a direct view of his tight muscular ass straining through the material of his shorts. He slowly untied each boot while shifting his weight from side to side in an exaggerated way to show off his attributes you might say. Meanwhile, comfortable in the camp chair, I spread my legs and started to tug at my balls and my cock hoping they would respond by loosening up and growing a little more prominent. My balls were soon dangling down and distinctly separated, jiggling and jumping around as I stroked my ever hardening cock from base to tip. Dave had turned to watch me forgetting about the other boot for the time being standing there gawking at what I was doing. He was still in his shorts with his one boot still on but untied. His eyes widened as he observed me in the camp chair slowly stroking my cock and using my other hand to tug my ball sack down in rhythm with each stroke.

This must have been more interesting for Dave because he stopped what he was doing and headed directly to me only to stop briefly at the kitchen mess set up for meals. He grabbed a bottle of cooking oil and again headed in my direction. I didn't stop what I was doing as I locked eyes with him and I think we both had the same thing in mind. He stopped just short of my camp chair and opened the cooking oil bottle slowly for effect. I continued to stroke and as I did so, Dave let loose a light drizzle of oil over my hand and cock and a little along my stomach. The oil pooled on my stomach in the grooves of my abdomen as well as coating my cock, giving me more incentive to stroke a little bit harder, the oil overflowed and trickling down the base of my cock and into the cleft of my ass cheeks. I let go of my ball sack and quickly used the fingers of my now free hand to scoop up some if that oil and spreading my legs a little further, smeared the oil on my now exposed asshole with one then two fingers.

Dave let out a low murmur of appreciation. "Mmmmm that looks real good, would you like some help?" he said.

"Yes please." I responded.

I wasn't sure what he had in mind. I knew what I wanted but what eventually happened was completely unexpected, at least from my perspective. I was hoping to continue on with Dave giving me a blowjob and me unloading a few ropes of cum on his face and down his throat. Dave had a better idea and again dropped to his knee's in front of me and reached up with his hand and replaced my fingers with one of his own and deftly and quickly pushed it into my anus without a word of warning.

The oil had penetrated enough that I was well lubed inside and out so little resistance was felt as he went to the last knuckle on his hand deep inside of my asshole. Of course it caught me a little off guard but I didn't protest and it didn't hurt at all. In fact, Dave had some pretty meaty mitts on him and his finger was about the size of one of the smaller cocks I had experienced being pushed into me back in the day. Dave curled his finger up and precisely hit my prostate square on resulting in a spurt of precum from my hard cock. The foreskin had just slightly opened up as my cock lengthened and the precum coalesced into a large droplet right near the tip. He immediately dove down and slurped up my precum so quickly that I didn't have time to protest.

I leaned back when his lips touched my cock again and could only utter a single sound...

"Aaaaahhhhhhhh..."

He continued to work his finger in and out of my asshole with greater ease each and every stroke as the oil seeped in and my cunt opened up. He slipped an additional finger inside of me and continued to stroke, he then made it three fingers. He pistoned his hand in and out of my hole with greater and greater speed and force when I suddenly became aware that he had four fingers deep inside of me now and I was about to come. I reached down and grasped his hand to stop him from making me jizz all over the place and he got the message. Dave stood up, still in his shorts and one boot and took a step back. I would need a moment to recover given how close he had edged me. He kicked off his boot and removed the sock and stood before me in just his shorts. He then took a step forward, unbuttoned his shorts and let them and his underwear drop in one smooth motion and his cock popped up right in my face.

I only had a split second to capture a glimpse of his circumcised cock before I engulfed him in my mouth to return the favour he had extended earlier. Dave thrust his pelvis forward and I took his cock deep into my mouth until my nose hit belly. I have to admit I gagged a little as his cock was girthier and longer than most. As I slowly withdrew him and teased with my lips on the tip of his thickening cock, I got a sense of the size and girth of his beast and couldn't wait for when he buried it deep in my guts. I continued to suck and slurp on his cock while he moaned and groaned his approval of my cock sucking skills. I had worked up quite a lot of my saliva while his cock slid in and out my mouth and he was dripping with copious strings of saliva making the blowjob I was performing so much more enjoyable.

Oddly, he motioned for me to stop and pulled me up by my arms so we were both standing and facing one another. He planted a kiss on me and was savouring the spit lube on my face when he quickly spun me around and pushed me forward to grab the back of the camp chair. Fuck yeah, this was moving along fast so I planted my feet a shoulder width apart and looked back at him over my shoulder.

In preparation, Dave took his hard cock and tapped me on the left ass cheek with it. I let go a little laugh and before I could say another word I felt it at the opening of my man cunt lips, then plunge straight into me. Not quite balls deep but close enough that I let out a little grunt and pushed back slightly indicating I wanted more. Dave pulled out a little and pushed forward again and plunged deeper into me by a few more inches this time. I was seeing stars at this point as he continued this thrusting until he was in fact in balls deep and his balls were slapping at my ass cheeks and my balls with an audible wet slapping noise. This went on for quite a few minutes when Dave tensed up and grabbed me by the shoulders and began really pounding into me for all he was worth. I pushed back as well as I could but it was like riding a bucking bronco. Minutes later Dave grunted deep from within his chest and began to orgasm deep in my asshole and I could feel each and every hot spurt of cum inside of me. He never once stopped pounding into me as he came. We had worked up quite a froth of cum and oil that was accumulating on his cock and in and on my hole. It was dripping in a steady stream from my well used and abused asshole and dribbled down my balls and cock. As he convulsed for the last time and finally withdrew from me completely, his limp cock slipped out and a huge spurt of his creampie dribbled out of my hole and fell to the ground. I could barely stand so I knelt in the camp chair and steadied myself on the backrest. Spent like a twenty dollar whore.

Dave backed away on unsteady legs and said "Holy fuck that was fucking hot!" between breaths.

That it was, but wasn't finished by any stretch of the imagination.

What an amazing first meeting.

I couldn't talk just yet so I only nodded in agreement.

After some recovery for both of us and after we cleaned up and set up his camp a little bit better to prepare a dinner meal, I fulfilled my promise and actually helped him split some of the firewood he had with him. We were both dressed and back to presentable condition and anyone coming across Dave's camp sight wouldn't know what had transpired just an hour or so before. I could barely believe it and as I worked, the scene was running through my head in a loop as I split and piled the wood up by the fire pit.

"How you doin' Dennis, you OK?" Dave called out to me from the tent as he set up his sleeping bag and air mattress ready for tonight.

"Just fine thanks buddy, how about yourself?" I said with what many would describe as a shit eating grin on my face. My god, I haven't been fucked so thoroughly and furiously like that in a long, long time. Why did I leave this lifestyle where you could fuck and suck who you liked with no strings attached when and where you liked?

"Happier than a pig in shit!" came the reply. We both laughed at that and resumed the set up.

Once we finished set up, and meal prep, consumed said meal, I figured I best get back to my camp sight and finish my set up and hit the sleeping bag for a much needed rest. Tomorrow morning would be a new day with new experiences and perhaps even a new friend. I was looking forward to it.

The dawn broke and I was up prepping my coffee as I planned todays agenda in my mind. I wanted to get out on the lake and fish a bit if Dave would agree because he had the boat this time around and I didn't. I wasn't sure how that would play out as I didn't know if Dave even liked fishing. I would be just as happy exploring the lake with him if he chose that plan of attack. I'd like to get to know him a bit better because we seemed so compatible and both like the same things. Besides, his cock was very skilled at pounding my holes and loved to have him deep, deep inside of me when he came.

I finished my coffee and my bowl of instant oatmeal, cleaned and put everything away where it belonged and grabbed my day pack. I had some provisions and a few surprises packed away today and I was kind of anxious to get at them truth be told. I hoped to have an equally fun time like yesterday and the anticipation grew with every minute. I wandered over to Dave's camp and found him still asleep in his tent with a layer of dew over virtually everything. He must still be sleeping a soundly for him to have slept in this late. Oh well, we can fix that.

I unzipped his tent zipper as quietly as I could and slipped inside his tent. He was laying there half in and half out of his sleeping bag and I couldn't help but admire his fit physique. He was almost snoring and his chest rose and fell with each breath but wasn't moving much more than that. I looked down further and found his cock lazily draped to one side of his prominent balls and stopped to admire that scene for a few moments. He certainly was easy on the eyes, and hard on my holes as I recalled from yesterday. I couldn't resist and reached out to touch his manhood, gently stroking it with an index finger and then four fingers along its length. Again, he didn't stir but his cock did. He was cut so had no foreskin to play with, which was kind of disappointing but you can't have everything. I continued to gently stroke his lengthening cock and I was quite impressed with the girth as it quickly swelled to an impressive size. I was tempted to get a better grip on his organ and as it rose to attention, I slipped my fingers around it to gently encircle it and stroked from base to tip ever so gently. By now I think it was fully engorged and looked impressive to say the least. His cock head was reflecting what little light was in the tent as the skin pulled taught and his shaft was pulsing with veins top and bottom. I was surprised he hadn't stirred just yet but I heard a faint moan coming from his lips as I continued my early morning massage.

I drop of clear fluid appeared at the opening of his urethra and more and more gathered as I gently stroked and teased his cock to life. It had accumulated so much that a little dribbled down the head of his cock and pooled on my hand. I pulled upwards to get everything in one location. Dare I try and lap it up with my tongue or would he wake up? I leaned over as quietly and as gently as I could and pursed my lips, lowered them to the tip of his cock and sucked the clear fluid into my mouth then backed away quickly, carefully. This fucking guy could sleep through anything apparently as he merely groaned a little and thrust upwards slightly with his hips. Oh, he wanted more? He must have been having a magnificent dream in his mind! I savoured the flavour of his precum and wanted more. I leaned forward again and quickly darted my tongue out and grazed it against the head of his cock a few times and swirled it around the opening. With that he stirred more and groaned a deeper, longer sigh. I couldn't wait any longer and slipped my hand down his shaft and simultaneously engulfed his cock in my mouth and slide down his enormous dick with both my hand and my lips.

This caught his attention apparently and and he moved his hand to the back of my hand and pressed. What could I do but take his cock deep into my throat and bump his belly with my nose. That was all the provocation I needed and went to work. I pulled his cock back out until I was at the tip again and he pushed my head back down over and over again. I had to take a breath so I pulled his cock out of my mouth and admired the glistening shaft and purple head for a minute before proceeding.

"Good morning." Dave said, but I didn't or couldn't reply. I quickly engulfed his cock again and sucked as hard as I dare while pulling at his now loose and sloppy balls. My saliva had drizzled down and now soaked them making the slick slurping and sliding easier and I'm sure more pleasurable for us both. I pistoned up and down on his shaft and I could tell he was close to feeding me a huge morning load. As I continued sucking his cock for all I was worth, I slowly worked an middle finger into Dave's asshole and curled the lonely digit into his hole deeper and came into contact with his prostate, he responded with a moan and a spurt of precum into my mouth. Delicious, I quickly devoured that treat and continued my blowjob until he moaned longer and louder than before.

He grunted out an "I'm gonna cum." and let out a low mournful groan and started to pump his load deep into my face. This truly was a huge load and at first I had contained it fully inside my mouth but more and more jizz accumulated with each of Dave's grunts and it soon overflowed out and onto his cock and balls as I continued to work it up and down. He finally spurted one last time and put his hand on my head begging for me to stop.

I begrudgingly eventually did and let his cock slip from my mouth. I wiped my face and chin on some paper towels I found, swirled my tongue around in my mouth to get every drop of his jizz down my throat and finally was able to say "Good morning."

Dave finally stirred again and rose up to plant a long lingering kiss on my lips. He was almost licking at the cum that was still lingering on my lips and I enjoyed every second of his attention. Without another word, I slide back and out of his tent and stood in the morning sunlight, invigorated and horny as fuck again.

Today would be a good day at the swimming hole.