Hiking Naked in the Cretan Sun
Chapter 1
It was a risk. We had met on line in a chat room. We found we had much in common. But you know the sort of things gay guys talk about when on line! And now here we were sitting side by side on a flight to Crete planning to walk the southern Crete coastal path. After a few on line chats sparking something off in each other we had made the rash decision to meet - not a one off- a whole fortnight away just in each others' company.
It was summer and we were travelling light . We had agreed to keep our kit to the minimum - a sleeping bag and a few Ts and shorts , walking boots packed in our small rucksacks plus sun cream and the things that guys need to get on well with one another. So we had got onto the plane without much hassle and here we were sitting side by side in the last row of a crowded holiday jet. And however hard we tried we couldn't stop our muscular thighs from brushing against each others.
"Wow, Bill, have you been working out - your thighs feel so hard."
"Well got admit I thought I'd do some strength exercises - knew we were going to walk up some pretty steep paths this trip - so I've been going at it down the gym. Feel this..."
He took my hand and pressed across the top of his thick thigh. "Squeeze" he said as he flexed. His skin tightened as I gripped and his muscle felt like a band of steel. The heat of the plane had created a thin film of sweat over his skin and my grip slipped as I tightened my hold. His hand came down on mine and pushed it gently up under the edge of his shorts. "I hope you will enjoy all my muscles over this trip" he whispered.
Both of us were dressed similarly. Some of the other passengers had definitely noticed two fit twenty five year old guys in Andrew Christian Scoop neck T's, Hiking shorts and flip flops. We had decided what to buy for our trip on an online session we had had a couple of weeks ago when we had directed each other to our favourite underwear sites. We had to tell each other how horny that shopping spree had made us both. You could feel the sexual tension in our chat room exchanges.
My hand move under the edge of his hiker shorts to feel the edge of his briefs. "Mmm, is that a pair of boxers I feel round those meaty thighs?"
"Jase - I'm wearing those Nano boxers we chose from the AC web site - I love the way they support my cock and balls". My finger slid up onto the fabric and I could feel the way it had stretched over what Bill was packing. Was that a movement I saw in Bills well filled shorts? There was a sort of disapproving snort from the old guy who was sat on the third seat beside Bill as he noticed my surreptitious attempts to grope Bill.
"Yeh that's good - great for travelling, I can tell you are pretty well supported in those." "Yes they've got it just right with the cut of these things - I can feel my balls moving about and my cock sliding over them but I also feel as if they are being held firm - like by a mate with his hand on my crotch. Somehow the boxers remind you that you've got a set of horny genitals all the time" I pushed my fingers up his shorts legs and brushed higher over the fabric of his nano boxers - I was taking a risk because although we had discussed on line how uninhibited we wanted to be together I wasn't sure of the level of intimacy we could achieve. My uncertainty reduced when Bill shifted in his seat letting me get more access. "Yeh I want you to check out the fit for me, Jace, I'm not sure whether they are two tight round my thighs now I come to wear them." We'd only been in one anothers company for a couple of hours and here was this guy asking me to check out his boxer briefs with my fingers in a public space. He had meant what he said "No inhibitions".
"Yeh push your fingers into the leg holes - what do you think"
"Well they do feel tight" I said as I worked my finger in and found myself poking into one of Bill's undoubtedly meaty balls, "but the whole point of these boxer briefs is to stop your balls from falling down your leg when you walk and push your package up and out"
I moved my finger between Bill's thigh muscle and the leg band of his briefs as I spoke, brushing against his balls as I did so. They felt relaxed and smooth and slightly sweaty in the heat of the plane. His ball rolled of its own volition proving what Bill has said about the flexible space in his boxers. I felt my own cock stir in response to my finger's delight in caressing that big ball.
Another cough from the man sitting next to us. We exchanged glances - and I think we both understood what we meant by them - we were turned on by the idea of being totally open about our sexuality. We had already discovered on line that talking about every intimate detail of how we were, how we felt, how we reacted, when it came to sex was almost as much a turn on as the sex itself. I could feel Bill's balls move again as his cock reacted to the attention he was getting not just from me.
In one chat we'd had on line we had both simultaneously told one another that we loved showing off but that we hated the idea of imposing ourselves on others who might be offended. So I shifted my hand carefully down Bill's leg and left off my delicious exploration for the time being - I guess not a moment too soon because the bulge in Bill's shorts gave a perceptible lurch upwards and out which the old guy clearly noticed. But Bill's judgement of the situation was different from mine.
"So what you wearing under those shorts, Jace" he asked in a tone that the old guy sitting next to him was bound to hear. Bill leaned over and undid the top button of my hiker shorts and swiftly unzipped my fly to take a peek. I'd been both nervous and turned on when I had dressed that morning in a new AC air jock - had I read Bill right or would he scoff at a guy who was so exhibitionist as to wear something that left his arse hanging out and his cock free to swing. I needn't have worried.
"Hey mate they look great on you" as he ran a finger just under the top the waist band. "Are those the ones where your bum is uncovered"
"Yeh, I thought I would wear something that would keep me cool - it's nice being able to stick your hand down the back of your shorts and scratch your butt cheeks directly."
Bill pulled open the flies of my shorts brazenly exposing a chunk of stomach, the waist band of my jocks and a good view of the covering of my cock and balls. On the one hand I was trying to keep cool - the matter of fact way we were chatting was in itself a turn on. On the other hand I could hear the blood pumping in my veins and I could feel it coursing into my cock - I was concentrating so hard to avoid a bone. It was the excitement of the first time you and another guy discovered you were both gay or the first time you touched a hard cock other than your own.
"Hey nice abs," said Bill running a finger across my exposed stomach above the waste band of my jocks.
"Yeh I like to work them hard before my swim each day - love the burn," I replied in a cool voice but feeling very uncool as the sensation of Bill's caress made me lose my battle to keep my mind off my cock.
My cock stiffened and I felt that ooze of pre leak into my jock. At the same time I noticed the old guy lean forward in his seat and steal a glance in our direction. He was licking his lips, I swear it. I"I get it," I thought. "Bill has realised that this guy is loving every minute of this - no wonder he is upping the stakes".
I was so turned on by the idea of this performance for the old guy as well as Bill and I's first exploration for real of our bodies. Why not play it for all it was worth.
"Mmm" I said to Bill, "that feels nice."
"Yeh I put this jock on because I thought the fabric was cool enough but thick enough to absorb any wetness from my cock. I know I leaked some piss when I put my cock away in a hurry in the john before we boarded. Now I'm leaking thanks to you - do you think it'll show - I don't want it coming through onto my shorts."
"These AC's are a good brand" said Bill. "I think we did right to choose them given the heavy treatment we are going to give them. But let me check"
Bill plunged his hand forward and down between my legs cupping my cock head now throbbing in my stretched jock pouch. I lifted my bum form the seat to give him better access as he closed his fingers round my knob and groped around.
"Well, got to admit there is a bit of a big wet spot here mate," he said, kneeding my knob end as he did so. "I knew you were a big leaker when I saw your cock drool on that cam session we had the other day but this is very damp!" He withdrew his hand and held his fingers up so that me and the old guy could see them glistening with pre cum. He pointed to his shorts front too "Don't worry mate - look I'm leaking like a faucet too with all this exploration and it hasn't showed through"
"Guess if we are not careful though we'll shoot a load and then we'll look like little boys who have wet themselves giggling with excitement," I replied.
"There's nothing little about you" said Bill , restoring his hand to my jock pouch and continuing his exploration of the mound of flesh trapped in it. He deliberately squeezed my cock head outlined in my jocks like he was milking it. My cock gave up on its last struggle to stay limp and jerked up stretching the pouch obscenely. The old guy started as he caught a glimpse of the huge wet bulge in my pants.
"Can't wait to see this trapped monster out in the open" said Bill, adding to the danger and excitement and shifting his own bum so that I could reach for the throbbing mound of green fabric that was now pushing out from his open flies. I reached over and placed my hand across as much of that bulge that I could cover. I could feel Bill's pulse through the pouch of his boxer briefs as the blood pounded into his rod.
"Fuck, Jayce, my cock's going to snap in two if I'm not careful - you're giving me hard on with a ninety degree angle."
I stuck my hand into the waist band of his boxers and grabbed at his cock pulling it up flat onto his belly so that he would get some relief from the kink. My own cock jerked at the excitement of feeling for the first time that rod of steel that up until now I have seen only on cam. Bill's dick was now clearly outlined in his pants and the wetness of his cock head was helping the material shape itself graphically round his knob end. My hand was able to massage Bill's shaft though his boxers and his fingers continued to kneed my wet and hard cock head in the pouch of my pants. Already my balls were beginning to tighten and I could tell by Bill's breathing that the excitement of our exposure and the novelty of our groping each other was bringing us both to the edge. I could feel my own cock pulse with the beat of my racing heart and see the same in Bill's shaft obscenely outlined in his boxer briefs. Both of us are big leakers - that was plain to see from the spreading ooze soaking into the material of our underwear. We sat close fingering each other's knobs through the fabric - cum time could not be far away for either of us even though we had only be at each other's rods for a few moments - the sheer excitement of feeling each other for the first time and in circumstances that were in tune with our exhibitionist sides had made us acutely sensitised. I could feel my balls tighten and I grabbed at Bill's to check to see whether they were doing the same.
"Why don't you too young men make yourselves really comfortable - slip those shorts off," interjected the old guy next to Bill. "It would be a pity to stain them too if you spilled something on them!"
"Ladies and Gentlemen, kyries kai kìrio, the Captain has signalled that he is beginning his decent into Heraklion Airport. Please stow your trays, put your seats back in an upright position and fasten your seat belts. The crew will be coming through the cabin to check that all is ready for landing. And already we could see the rather frumpy stewardess working her way down the rows checking the seat belts towards us. Well perhaps it was just as well - the show was reaching a point of no return and we were both to shooting a huge load that would take some cleaning up!
"Phew I was close" I said to Bill as I struggled to pull the zip up on my shorts over my still stiff cock as the cabin crew approached. "I'm going to have blue balls and be as horny as hell for you now ..."
"Yeh same here mate, but we made that rule didn't we, on line, when we chatted." said Bill as he moved his cock shaft in a matter of fact way out of the line of his shorts' zipper. "One cum per day however big it needs to be and the rest of the time edging like crazy so that we stay as sexed up as we can together. Can't wait to get back to that stiff rod of yours mate! We've made a good start." And he leant over and kissed me full on the lips as the plane began a rapid descent.