Evan’s Perspective
I moved Ron’s dad’s truck to a space with a lot of cover, but some of the windshield was visible. I figured after dark, no one could see into it unless they shone a flashlight that way. Part one of my plan worked. We were parked where no one would drive or walk past the truck. I was a little nervous and hoped I could go through with it or at least lead Ron in the direction I wanted him to go. Ever since he’d been fucking me between my ass cheeks, I wondered what it would feel like if he stuck his dick inside me. I had fingered myself many times and wondered what a dick would feel like. I was hoping tonight I’d find out. The fish seemed to stop biting after a while, probably because of the group down a ways drinking and making noise. We decided to wrap things up. It was now or never. How would Ron react?
We put our gear in the back of the truck and then washed our hands in the clear, flowing water. When we got back in the truck, Ron felt around for his keys. I still had them. He asked me, “Where are my keys?” I made my move. I could have claimed I was joking if Ron got upset, but he didn’t. He did panic a little and looked out the windshield to see if anyone was looking when I reached over the console and said, “Right here.” I told him to relax, that no one could see into the truck. I hoped I was right. I pulled the zipper down on Ron’s jeans and asked him to take them off. He took his sneakers off and then wiggled out of his jeans. I did the same but also removed my underwear. When Ron saw me do this, he slid out of his underwear too. So far, so good. I asked him to move his seat back and once he did, I climbed on my knees on my seat and leaned over the console and began sucking his dick. Ron was obviously enjoying it as I heard sounds of pleasure escaping his lips. I guess he was getting close because he pulled me off his dick and said it was his turn. I figured, why not. I turned and sat back down in my seat. Ron was still nervous and looked out the windshield before climbing up on his knees and gave one last look before leaning over the console and taking my dick in his mouth. Fuck, his mouth felt good, but I had other plans. After several minutes of him sucking my dick, I suggested we climb in the back. I knew he’d go for that because of how nervous he was about someone seeing his bare ass through the windshield.
I took off my jacket and pulled my T-shirt over my head, then climbed over the back seat. I’d know in a minute if he would take the bait as I lay across the seat facing the seat back. As he climbed over the seat, he hesitated. I was waiting for him to say something, but instead, he climbed behind me and wedged his dick between my ass cheeks. His cock was wet from my saliva and his pre. I rocked my hips a couple times allowing his dick to slide back and forth between my cheeks. He soon joined me and began humping his dick between my ass cheeks. This felt good so even if he didn’t take the next step, which I was still a little nervous about, I’d call it a win, after all, we were doing this out in public, so it was a new level. Then we went too far, and the head of his dick wedged under my balls. I thought, ‘that was close’ but the thought caused my dick to throb. He rearranged his dick back between my ass crack and resumed humping my cheeks. His dick was sinking deeper between my cheeks when it happened again. This time, his cock glided across my anus before wedging under my balls. It sent a kind of electric shock up my spine and my dick throbbed again. I was glad the seat was leather because I’m sure I was leaking a lot of pre. Then it happened. Ron’s dick was obviously leaking a lot of pre too because the area between my ass cheeks was soaked in it. His dick slid too far back once again, but this time, it stopped with the head of his dick pressing into my anus. We both froze. When he didn’t move, I pressed back into him. Suddenly, the head of his dick popped past my anus, and it hurt like fuck. My asshole was on fire. I quickly put my hand against his thigh to keep him from pushing in any further. This was what I had been worried about. It was painful but as I tried to relax, the pain began to ease. I soon eased off on the pressure of my hand on his thigh. I kept it there in case it became painful again. Ron pushed a little more of himself inside me. I felt the pressure and the stretching of my hole to accommodate his dick, but it was nothing like the initial pain. He gradually inched in me until I felt his pubes tickling my ass cheeks. He was all the way inside me. After a while, I rocked my hips a little. It felt really lit. I guess that let Ron know I was ready, and he began sawing slightly in and out. I use the word sawing because his dick was sliding back and forth something that was driving my whole body into wave after wave of pleasure. Fuck, it felt so fire. I couldn’t help but moan and Ron seemed to feed off that and was soon slapping into my ass hard with each inward stroke. I was holding on for dear life as these waves kept flooding over me. Then I saw stars as the waves continued but much more strongly and at the same time, I began cumming more violently than I ever had before. I thought I’d go insane, it felt so tremendous. If that wasn’t enough, It felt like Ron’s dick swelled up even more and then began throbbing inside me. He was filling me with his cum. When he finally stopped cumming, we caught our breath. My plan had worked, but now I had to decide how I felt about it. It had felt so lit while he was…, yes, he had just fucked me. I’m a guy and I had just let another guy fuck me. Ron reached over to grab my dick but then released it right away. I guess he got a hand full of my cum. He climbed back over the seat and threw me his underwear, I assumed it was to clean my cum off the seat. I did and then left his underwear on the floor. I climbed back into the front seat and got dressed. Ron was already mostly dressed. We didn’t talk hardly at all and that was only in one-word replies. I’m not sure what Ron was thinking but I had my own dialog going on. I had let another guy fuck me. No, I planned for Ron to fuck me. What does that make me? Fuck, it felt so great though. Would he do it again? Do I want him to do it again? Fuck, it felt so good. I want to feel that again, at least one more time. Before I knew it, we were home. We just unpacked our shit, and I walked to my house, and he walked to his. We didn’t even talk about what we were doing tomorrow.
Ron’s Perspective
As we drove home in silence, I was wondering what Evan was thinking about. Did he regret what we had done? He seemed to be enjoying it while we were doing it. He even had cum without anyone touching his cock. I knew the first thing I was going to do when I got home was to shower. After all, I had my cock inside Evan’s butt. I should be grossed out, but it felt so good, so…right. I have no idea how much cum I pumped inside him. I thought I’d never stop cumming. I’ve never cum so much and so hard in my life. What was Ron thinking right now? I was afraid to talk to him, to ask him how he felt. What if this has ruined our friendship? Before I realized it, we were home. We unloaded our gear and went to our separate houses without saying a word.
After putting my fishing gear away, I went upstairs and hid my cum soaked briefs under my bed. I took a shower and then crawled into bed thinking about what we had done. I was soon hard as an iron bar and was stroking my cock. I reached under my bed and pulled my underwear up and sniffed it. I could smell Evan’s cum that he had wiped up off the seat of the truck. As I sniffed my underwear and stroked my cock, I recalled fucking Evan and was soon cumming all over my chest and abs. I used my cum dampened briefs to wipe my own cum off, then put it back under the bed.
The following morning, I was drinking a cup of coffee. My dad was reading the paper, if you can call the four-to-six-page thing a paper anymore. Mom was getting her store list together. I was wondering what Evan was doing and what he thought of what we did last night. I thought about calling him but wasn’t sure what to say to him. Then my phone lit up with Evan’s ringtone. I answered nervously, “Hey Evan, what’s up?” Evan asked, “Want to go on a hike up on the mountain?” I replied, “Sure, why not. It’s supposed to be a warm sunny day. Who else do you want to call to go with?” Evan hesitated for a few seconds, and I was about to ask if he was still there when he said, “How about just the two of us.” I replied, “Ok. How soon do you want to leave?” He replied, “How about in an hour?” I said, “Sure.” After ending the call, I went up to change into a pair of jeans. I had put on shorts this morning but the hiking trails on the mountain could be a little rugged, not to mention the possibility of ticks and mosquitoes. I kept my T-shirt on but decided to bring along a light sweatshirt in case we got into the brush or low pine branches.
Ron came over and I drove us up to the road at the base of the mountain. We got up and began our hike. We took the main trail for a while and passed several other hikers. When we were several miles into the hike, Evan had us cut off the main trail onto one I’d never taken before. It was obvious not many others did either as it was pretty overgrown even this early in the season. It wound around for a while and then we came out at an open spot, an overlook where you could see the forest below. We sat down on a nearby boulder and took a drink of our water. I said, “As long as I’ve lived here, I don’t remember this spot. I don’t think I’ve ever been here before.” Evan said, “Me neither. I wanted to explore somewhere new. That’s why I chose this trail. Seems like no one comes this way. We enjoyed the view for a while, then headed further up the trail. It began to get hard to follow the trail because it was so overgrown. Then we stumbled upon a huge oak tree and right past that was a barely visible small cinderblock building. The iron door was rusting away and was partially open. We pulled it further open to look inside. It was maybe six foot-by-six-foot square. It was empty except for a wasp nest in one corner. We decided to leave it alone and stepped back outside. On the other side of the building was another large oak, this one though had fallen and lay horizontally blocking what seemed to be more of the trail. I leaned against it and was taking a sip of my water when Evan stepped in front of me and grabbed my crotch. My cock immediately came to life and was fully hard in seconds. I didn’t say anything as I watched Evan open my zipper, unbuckle my belt, unbutton my jeans and slide them down around my ankles. He stroked my cock through my briefs before pulling them down as well. Then he dropped to his knees, gave my cock a few more stroke, and then put his mouth over it. “Fuck, that feels good”, I said as he slurped on my cock in the fresh air surrounding us. I hadn’t expected this, then thought Evan had planned this all along. This was why he took this hardly travelled trail. It was fine with me, my first blowjob in nature and he was doing a fantastic job. Evan sucked on my cock for a while and just when I was feeling close, Evan stopped. He helped me out of my jeans and briefs, then stood up and removed his own jeans and briefs. He was hard too and leaking pre. I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth and began sucking him. Only a few minutes passed when he pulled me back to my feet and dropped down to his knees again. I thought he was planning to finish me off this time but after soaking my cock in his saliva and my pre, he stood back up, spit in his fingers and then wiped some of his pre on them before reaching behind himself and wiping the pre and saliva from his fingers in his butt crack. He then leaned on his hands against the fallen oak with his butt pushed back. Evan wanted me to fuck him. My cock twitched in anticipation. Who was I to disappoint my little friend or Evan. I stepped up behind him and slowly ran the head of my drooling cock up and down between his butt cheeks, going deeper with every stroke. Then I pressed it to his hole and pressed inside. His hand instinctively came back to my thigh. As the pressure of his hand eased up on my thigh, I slowly penetrated him. I was soon balls deep inside him. It had gone quicker this time even though I was sure he had to be sore from the night before. Once again I began a slow fuck. Evan arched his back more allowing me to go deeper. As I began speeding up, I thought Evan said something which sounded like, “Fuck me.” I was sure so I asked, “What did you say?” Evan didn’t reply, but I was sure that’s what I heard. I continued fucking him. I was holding his hips as I pistoned in and out of him, then I took my left hand and reached for his cock. As I grabbed it, he grunted and grabbed my hand to pull it from his cock but it was too late. Evan grunted, “Uhhh! Ohhh! Ughhh!”, as his cum began shooting from his cock into the oak and onto the ground. His spasming hole around my cock once again brought me over the edge and I slammed into him as deeply as I could and bred him once more. I laid across his back catching my breath and kissed the back of his neck. Evan remained silent except for his heavy breathing. Once I caught my breath, I pulled my still stiff cock from him. He turned and began getting dressed and said, “I guess we should head back down so we’re in time for dinner.” I just replied, “Yeah, I guess so.”, as I pulled my pants up and finished getting dressed.
We didn’t talk hardly at all on the way down and didn’t stop at the overlook. We just walked silently back to the truck. Once we got back home, Evan asked, “You gonna be home tonight?” I smiled and said, “Sure. I guess I’ll see you later on then.” He said, “Later.”, then got out and headed across the street.
To be continued
