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Hunter and Caleb: part 3 Author: Austyn Layne
Two days later Hunter and Caleb were on Hunter's bass boat, he nicknamed 'The Bandit'. Caleb always loved these little getaways with Hunter, they would mostly just talk shit, smoke, drink a few beers till about 3am and maybe if they were lucky, catch a few fish.
"Hey Caleb boy, I don't think there's any bitches biting today." Hunter said, as he cast his line into the murky waters.
"It appears that way man." Caleb replied, as he gazed at the ripples on the water as he also waited for a bite.
Caleb sat there almost silent for most of the afternoon. In fact those words Hunter just spoke, were the first in over an hour. Caleb didn't mind though, because he all he really cared about was getting close to Hunter. Hunter sitting there bare chested in his grey cargo shorts - his Hanes elastic waistband visible, the Browning Bow tattoo on his arm and the cheap sunglasses from the Circle-K resting atop his messy hair.
"What's floggin' your noggin there small-fry?" Hunter asked, as he scratched his brown chest hair, then adjusted the small silver cross that hung around his sunburnt neck.
"Oh nuthin' man." Caleb said in a voice that was almost a whisper.
Caleb couldn't help but stare deeply into Hunter's beautiful green eyes, that reflected the world around them.
"I know what you're thinkin' about. It's written all over that puppy dog face of yours 'chip'." Hunter said as he leaned over close to Caleb as he spit some dip into an old Gatorade bottle.
Caleb couldn't help but blush as he gave a nervous shrug in his Cabella Camo Jacket. He thought to himself: he shouldn't be nervous at all; and if these weren't gay ass butterflies in his stomach - then he must be seasick for chrissake.
"Want a beer Scrappy?"
"Quit callin' me that Hunt! Shit sounds fucked up! And yeah, I guess." Caleb said with a grin as Hunter tosses him a 'Natty Ice' from the Igloo cooler.
"Yeah man, things haven't been goin' well between Karen and me; she always thinks I'm dickin' down some bitch. I tell her I'm not, but she just can't trust me...that shit's for the G-D birds. Am I right?" Hunter asked, after taking a swig.
Caleb's eyes said it all. 'Didn't Hunter consider me a conquest?' He thought to himself behind those big hazel eyes.
"I guess so man, I mean." Caleb looked down with a grin.
Caleb could feel Hunter's eyes starring at him, he could see Hunter's shadow moving close as he leaned in. Caleb was afraid of what was going to happen next. 'Would Hunter go off on me and shit?' Caleb thought to himself.
"Does that bother you 'scrappy'? You have a little 'crush' on me, because we messed around and shit?" Hunter said in a whisper (like people could hear him that far out) as he rubbed Caleb's knee with one hand and stroked his scruff with the other.
Caleb smiled, with the feeling of Hunter's thumb stroking his chin scruff. In fact there was no way he could hide his excitement. His hazel eyes looked up at Hunter's amused face.
"Come on man, just leave it alone."
"Caleb buddy, what we do every now-and-then is totally different. Now if I was out there 'rootin' strange' that'd be one thing. But you and me, it ain't nuthin' like that...we just help each other get our nut off. You know chip?" Hunter said as he rubbed Caleb on the scruff of his neck with his calloused fingers, bringing him in slightly.
Caleb started breathing heavy, as the friction of Hunter's fingers almost felt like electrical jolts through his quivering body. Caleb was afraid to stare him in the eyes, for fear of Hunter's reaction.
Hunter brought him in almost to his face, so close he could smell the Skoal and beef jerky on his breath.
"You wanna kiss me scrappy?" Hunter said in a soothing voice, to calm Caleb's nerves. He knew he had an effect on him, and thought he'd calm his fears a bit.
"Hunt, come on just cut it out." Caleb stuttered in a quiet voice as Hunter brought him closer to his lips.
"Nah, just go ahead scrappy. I ain't gonna bite cha'." Hunter said in a hushed voice. Breathing directly into Caleb's mouth.
Hunter pulls Caleb to his mouth then presses his lips to Caleb's. Caleb hesitantly slides his daring tongue into Hunter's waiting mouth. Hunter starts petting the back of Caleb's head with the rough pads of his fingers,while pressing him in closer. Hunter starts to slip his tongue inside Caleb's nervous mouth, as Caleb whimpers and moans with each stab, twist and roll. Hunter decides to tauntingly moan back into Caleb needy mouth to elicit a deeper reaction from his little 'scrappy' before abruptly pulling back breaking their kiss.
"What the fuck dude?" Caleb pants out - his face flushed and mouth agape.
"I just wanted to see what you'd do, cool out. You're a good little kisser 'chip'." Hunter chuckled, as he took a swig of beer.
"That wasn't funny Hunt!" Caleb growled, through gritted teeth.
"Oh cool your jets and relax. Quit being so fuckin' dramatic...shit." Hunter said as he shook his head and cast his line.
"Whatever, asshole." Caleb huffed out, still feeling his heart thumping through his black RedHead T-Shirt.
Time passed and the boys drank a few more, the awkwardness off the kiss had worn off. Or at least that's what Caleb wanted Hunter to think. In Caleb's mind a kiss was more a little intimate than a blowjob or getting fucked on the back of a tailgate or even a hand-job at Arby's.
Caleb and Hunter shot the shit for a little while longer; Caleb even gave some relationship advice - as awkward as that may seem. But Caleb still couldn't stop lusting after Hunter. He wanted this evening to end with him getting 'dicked' by Hunter again in some way. That's when Hunter did something that would hit the right buttons on Caleb once again.
"Damn I gotta piss!" Hunter said.
Hunter stands up and unbuttoned his shorts then pulled down his zipper. Caleb couldn't help but stare as Hunter pulled out his chubbed cock from his grey Hanes boxer briefs. Caleb could feel his dick get hard in his he watched Hunter piss over the side of the boat.
"Damn, see sumthin' ya like?" Hunter chuckled, as moved his cock around making piss art in the water.
"Shut up, fucker." Caleb mumbled.
Hunter sat back down after getting done and shaking his cock clean - but without buttoning or zipping up and leaving his cock hanging out of the opening of his Hanes.
"Dude, put it away. Quit being an ass."
"You gettin' tempted scrappy?" Hunter asked, while touching his cock.
"You're a jerk! Now I gotta pee." Caleb grunted as he went to the edge of the boat and pulled out his hard bothered dick to piss.
Hunter stared at Caleb's ass as Caleb pushed his faded jeans down enough to show half his bare butt-cheeks as he started to let loose.
"You know scrappy, you do got a nice little pair of buns on you, I think I might get a little pinch."
Hunter rushes up behind Caleb and pinches his bare butt-cheek then gives one a hard playful smack. Caleb bolts forward with a yelp; which makes his faded Levi's fall to his ankles.
"Hahaha cut it out bitch!" Caleb chuckles as he turns around exposing his cock, balls and dirty blonde bush to Hunter as he bends over to pull up his jeans and white FTL classic briefs.
"Nah Caleb leave em down for a minute. Just turn around for me and close your eyes - I gotta present for ya! You just stand there bare butt and pretty for me." Hunter demands, as he reaches for something hidden at his side.
"What you gunna do Hunt?" Caleb asked, while standing bare bottom to the world.
Hunter grabs a cattle prod he brought from the farm earlier; he hid it under a yellow tarp, Caleb had no idea it was on the boat.
"Alright scrappy, brace yourself!"
"Brace myself for wha...!"
Just then he feels the sharp sting of the prod, as it zaps his butt-cheek. He let's out a high pitched yelp and howl as he felt it zap him again.
"Mother fucker! What the shit?!" Caleb yells out.
"Hahaha! Jus one more little zap, with this old prod from your daddy's shed." Hunter laughs out while holding the cattle prod naked his cock and balls dangling between his legs like a pendulum surrounded by a dark bush of pubes.
"Come on...!"
Another zap to the side of Caleb's cheek. His pecker flopping all around as he twist and yelps. Hunter tells him to come closer.
"Alright there scrappy, let me kiss it and make it better. I know, I left some good sized welts on ya chip." Hunter says as he pulls a bare assed Caleb towards him.
Hunter kisses Caleb's butt-cheeks while caressing his back pushing up his shirt and jacket.
"Mmmmm, let big bubba make it better. I didn't zap the little winker did I? Let me give it a little one over." Hunter moaned as he spread Caleb's cheeks apart moving his mouth onto his butt-hole.
"Ooooh!" Caleb yips, as he feels Hunter's tongue swipe his moist sphincter.
"Alright, now turn around scrappy."
Caleb turns around, cock to face with Hunter. Hunter takes Caleb's soft cock and starts stroking it. Caleb doesn't know what to think of this. It's usually him messing with Hunter's cock.
"That feel good scrappy? What me to make you feel better? Huh? Tell me." Hunter asked while fiddling with Caleb's pecker.
"Yes, make it feel good." Caleb moans with his eyes shut tight as Hunter gets him hard.
"Don't looked surprised princess, there ain't no shame in my game. Now just put your wiggler in my mouth scrappy." Hunter purrs, as he guides Caleb between his lips.
"Uhhh mmmm fuck." Caleb moans as he starts sliding in-and-out of Hunter's mouth.
Hunter puts his hand on Caleb's ass and pushes him closer, he can feel Caleb's dick begin to get harder. The more Caleb fucks into Hunter's mouth the more Hunter spirals his tongue around the invading appendage, eliciting whimpers and moans from Caleb.
Hunter puts one hand under Caleb's sac to play with it and the other inside his butt-crack to diddle his hole. While Caleb's thrust become more vigorous and his cock gets closer to release. Hunter can taste the sweet pre dripping from his piss-slit; he catches it with his tip each time Caleb goes back in.
"Oh fuck, Hunt! It's gunna burst." Caleb whimpers out as his movements become more shaky.
Hunter holds him close as he feels Caleb's cock start to swell and throb. Hunter presses his face hard into Caleb's crotch and takes it all the way down his throat. He can feel Caleb about to come as he starts to grind into his face.
"Shit!" Caleb screams out as he blows his salty load down Hunter's throat. Caleb so disoriented by the blast he almost looses his balance - but Hunter holds him steady. Hunter can feel and taste each rope of 'scrappy's' warm swimmers; he let's him calm down before sliding him out of his mouth.
"Uhhh ummm oooah!" Caleb whimpers as Hunter suckles the last drop of sperm from 'scrappy's' piss-slit.
"Alright buddy, bend over again. It's time to return the favor." Hunter says while rubbing on Caleb's butt.
Hunter starts to lick, poke and prod around in Caleb's twitching hole then grabs some lube he bought from the adult megastore.
"Mmmmm, Caleb, it looks like want this. Let me just rub on the fun spot for ya." Hunter says as he slides two lubed fingers up Caleb's butt-hole.
Caleb starts moving back onto Hunter's fingers as they rub against his prostate. His whimpers and moans let Hunter know, he's ready for the dick.
"Alright buddy, sit down on this tallywacker I got for ya - you'll slide on it nice and easy. Come on, lower that pussy nice and easy." Hunter purrs, as his hard cock sticks straight up.
Caleb lowers his lubed hole onto Hunter's throbbing swollen fuck-meat. He let's out a high pitched squeal as it sides in faster than expected. He starts riding it steadily moving up-and-down trying not to lose control with each poke to his prostate from Hunter's cock.
"That's right scrappy, like I told ya, this is our thing, it's different. Just ride my tallywacker, it's almost there." Hunter moans out, as he guides Caleb in the motions.
"Oh fuck! It's hurts! Mmmph!" Caleb whimpers, as he feels Hunter's cock stretching him out as he starts to fuck up into him.
"Doin' good Caleb, it won't be much longer just suck on my finger as I fuck ya, ok?" Hunter pants out, while ruffling Caleb's hair and scratching his chin scruff, before sliding his middle finger into Caleb's mouth for him to suck on.
Caleb continues to ride back on Hunter's cock as Hunter fucks him faster and deeper. Hunter can feel the jizz rising from his swollen nuts.
"That's it, keep bouncing on the that big tallywacker, yeah, look at you takin' it like a champ, scrappy." Hunter grunts out while slamming himself into Caleb.
"Oh fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Caleb screams out, as he feels Hunter's hard throbbing cock and hairy crotch slam into his body and against his ass.
"You like this dick ummmph don't cha' scrappy?! Urrrrg!" Hunter grunts out his body starting to shake as he feels his orgasm rising.
"Yes bubba, please give me your cum! Your big dick feels so good ummmmph!" Caleb begs as he groans.
Hunter let's out a final grunt and holds Caleb tight against him as he empties his seed deep inside him. Caleb let's out a high pitched yelp as he feels the big cock spurt and swell.
"Good boy Caleb! Whoo shit that felt good, got my swimmers all up in ya." Hunter says winded, as his cock twitches inside caleb.
Caleb slides himself off of Hunter's cock, with a loud sloppy plop. He can feel the jizz dripping from his hole. He takes some and puts it in his mouth.
"See scrappy? this is our thing. Now come here and give me a kiss."
Caleb leans in and gives him a deep cum laced kiss. He never thought Hunter would ever kiss him like this - but here they were.
"Mmmmm, I can see why you like this...but yours ain't half-bad either. Now pull up your pants so we can get back to doin' nothin' hahaha! Now I don't want you gettin' jealous and shit anymore. You here me?" Hunter says as he helps Caleb slide up his jeans.
"Yeah man." Caleb says with a smile while rubbing on his welts from the cattle-prod. "Don't pussy out on me small-fry, it ain't that bad." Hunter said while ruffling Caleb's hair once more before casting the line.
The two boys cracked another Natty Ice then got back to fishing as the sun started to set. All in all they both thought this was a good beginning to a great night.
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