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TODAY'S FREE RANDOM STORY |
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Hunting, fishing, tracking, hiking, camping and even drinking is much considered guy things. They were my get away and I loved to do them all. Even in the winter, I did these things. I loved to camp and I was prepared for weather reaching well below freezing, although I much preferred above freezing.
I really loved survival and practiced all the latest techniques and brushed up on all my survival skills. I could survive in almost any situation with a bare minimum of objects. On weekdays, I taught classes on it to school kids, hunters, parents, and anyone who saw a need for such skills. In all actuality, everyone should learn some survival skills because they can always come in handy and one never knows when they might need them.
My friend, Bob is the same as I am. He loves to camp even in the winter and he's a damn good ice fisherman. We always had an endless supply of food and never had to worry about starving.
"Want to go camping this weekend up at the lake?" I asked Bob.
"Do they have a cabin available? It's going to be pretty cold out."
"No cabin but you know we don't need one," I said.
"I know. I just thought we would be a little warmer in a cabin," Bob said.
"I will keep you warm," I said, with a wink.
The weekend came and Bob and I packed up our survival gear and off we went. When we got there we set up out tent and gear and built a nice fire. The tent was open on one side to let the heat from the fire in and the fire was the full length of the tent. We had everything we needed.
We curled up in the tent and looked at each other. Our lips met and we kissed and touched and wanted the other more than ever. The warmth of the fire filled our loins so that as we became naked, it was not unpleasant. He took my cock out into his hands. He began to stroke just the right way. He knew exactly how to make me excited. He licked my balls for me, brushing my inner thighs with the backs of his hands now and then. Tingles ran through my body.
"That feels good. Stroke my cock more," I said, in a forward tone. He stroked me slow, then ran his fingertips over my lower body. Again and again, he stroked me. With each time, it became faster. Then he would run his fingertips ticklishly over my lower body. "You are driving me nuts," I said. "Good," Bob said. He lowered his head to my hard shaft. His tongue seemed to beg to taste me. I ached for him. He took my cock in and out of his mouth. I could feel him circle the head, then slide wetly down to the base. I gasped for air. I couldn't stop what I was feeling. There was so much pleasure. Sucking madly and touching my balls and inner thighs was all I could handle. I moaned as my cock lurched forward, cumming into his mouth.
"Yes, suck my cock," I said. He sucked harder and faster, touching my body all over. My cum dripped down his throat. He swallowed twice taking all of the cream from my body. It was such an awesome feeling. We cuddled up together inside the tent by the fire. I was warm even though there was snow on the ground. Being with Bob was always the best in rain, sleet, snow, or shine. |
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