Daniel sighed heavily and dropped his burdensome pile of logs onto the cabin floor near the fireplace. He had been chopping wood all afternoon and had generated quite a heap. Though it was nearing the end of March, the weather had remained bitterly cold and snow was not uncommon at night. His lone cabin stood deep in the forest of the Northwest Territory and the fire's warmth would be the only thing that allowed him to sleep without constant shivering.
He wiped the sweat from his brow, pushing his soft blond hair away from his brown eyes. His back and arms ached from the strain of chopping but he was strong and knew his own abilities. As a young boy he had helped his father and brothers build this cabin and he had lived here ever since. Even when his siblings moved on to other adventures, he had stayed behind and taken care of his enfeebled parents until the day they died. Not knowing any other life he minded the cabin and lived in the woods alone. He grew a few vegetables when the weather permitted, collected wild plants, and occasionally hunted rabbits and deer with a gun his father had given him. He collected water from the rain and a small, nearby stream. He was constantly at work repairing and upkeeping the cabin and enjoyed the solitude and commitment it gave him. He was a man on his own and he was happy with his lot in life. If he ever needed anything else, there was a town four miles away that he would visit for supplies and, sporadically, companionship. But these visits were rare and Daniel often stayed in the cabin even when his supplies ran low. If it got bad he knew that he could push himself to do extreme physical tasks. Because of this, his body was also well-built and he was known by some to possess very good looks.
After he unloaded his troublesome weight, he set about preparing the cabin for night. The floor was swept and a fire was lit. Potatoes were peeled and set to boil and he brought out some dried venison. He also set a large bottle of apple wine on the table that he had fermented himself from apples bartered for in town. The sweetness and intoxication of the wine was his one luxury in life and he cherished it beyond all others. Just as Daniel was about to sit down for his evening meal a knock came from the door. He got up and opened it to find a very bizarre sight.
A wild man stood in his doorway, about a head taller than him, dressed in loose and disheveled clothing. His feet were bare despite the cold ground and he had a large burlap sack thrown over one shoulder. Tied to his waist was a large, metal pot. His face looked as if it had been shaven recently but poorly, like a man hacking away randomly. His eyes were a deep brown that flashed red behind as if there was a passion always welling inside his brain. Though wiry, Daniel could see this man had a healthy glow about him and a generally jovial disposition. Still, there was something very odd about him and Daniel felt uneasy. The man flashed a bright smile and firmly grabbed Daniel's hand.
"Hello, brother. Have you heard the good news from heaven?" the man said enthusiastically.
Daniel was flummoxed by this sight. A devil of a man with feral curls on his head and dirt all over his body was speaking to him in angelic tones on a holy subject. The stranger wasted no time in introducing himself.
"My name is John Chapman," he gripped Daniel's hand even tighter, "And I am here to ask you as an honorable Christian if I might pass some time in your residence."
Daniel stared ahead for a moment, jaw ajar. "I'm Daniel," he said finally and then invited the stranger inside.
Once inside, John unloaded his sack and various other trinkets he had on his person and sat at the dinner table. Daniel followed him cautiously.
"You're welcome to stay in my place tonight but I must warm you I don't have much to offer," Daniel said plainly. John seemed to think this was delightful.
Daniel moved the potatoes out of the water and on to the table and set a second plate out for this newcomer. All the while, he eyed the burlap sack that John had brought in with him. John smiled even brighter and quickly engaged Daniel in conversation.
"It's filled with apple seed," John informed Daniel.
"Ah," said Daniel, raising his eyebrows. "Ah!" he cried a second later, his brain flashing in recognition. "I know who you are. You're the Apple Tree Man! The folks in town gossip about you all the time! If you weren't standing here in front of me I could have assumed you for a legend."
"John is a fine name to call me," said the Apple Tree Man, "And I have been through this area before and met many a person. I've never stumbled onto your cabin, though, and had the chance to meet you."
John's look made Daniel freeze for a second, transfixed. Then Daniel's hospitality suddenly kicked in strong and he shoveled potatoes onto the second plate. He began to offer the meat as well but John stopped him.
"Don't eat that stuff. Sorry." Daniel understood why this man was so skinny. As means of apology, John produced a small bottle of milk and shared it with Daniel.
After the apple wine was poured, the two men began talking in earnest. Now that Daniel's fears were assuaged he became engaging and chattered like a man who has had no one to talk to for months. John, for his part, had endless stories to tell from his travels. He made his trade by seeking out settlers and planting apple trees to bargain with them. Because of this, he moved about constantly and had seen a great deal of this country's wilderness. Daniel asked him where he lived. John said the woods were his home.
"But what do you do when its cold?"
"Bah. I never feel it really. The cold don't affect me like most people. And sometimes I get to rely on kind and beautiful strangers, such as yourself."
John often traveled by canoe and he said his greatest times came from just sitting on the river and floating idly while soaking in the beauty around him. Daniel found out that John had a great respect, even a reverence, for the natural world and discussed it at length. This was often tied in with his views on God as the creator and sustainer of nature, a Christian perspective that Daniel hadn't heard addressed much before. When talking about the environment, John's voice roared like wind or waves then turned soft and soothing like quivering morning-glory flowers. He had a strange eloquence and Daniel was enraptured by him. Daniel hardly had to say anything other than occasionally telling bits of his own life.
"So you don't have a wife or any children?" John was observing him with his odd stare.
"No, I live here alone," Daniel replied and felt a bit of tension in his voice. A tautness lingered in the air for just a second between the men but they moved on.
As the wine in the bottle diminished, John's stories became more peculiar. He told of how one autumn night he had observed mosquitoes hovering around his fire in the woods and grew worried. In order to spare their lives from plunging into the flames, he had put out his own fire.
"God forbid that I should build a fire for my comfort, that should be the means of destroying any of His creatures."
Daniel was amazed that this man could have survived for so long. He had considered himself an ascetic for the lifestyle he had in his cabin but John was in a class all of his own. In fact, the longer John talked the less Daniel came to understand him. Here was a man who lived so close to nature that he was practically a part of it. Bringing him into the cabin was like allowing a wolf to enter. And the look in John's eyes, though zealous, was untamed and threatened to devour Daniel at any point.
Eventually the wine, food, and storied ran out and the light was just dim enough for the two men to look at each other's eyes across the table. John had just finished a story about how he had once slept in a log in the winter with a she-bear and her cubs. He was now eyeing Daniel in a new way, sizing him up for some inexplicable reason.
"You've been doing nothing but staring at me for quite some time now. Is there anything you want?"
Daniel, who had been staring, suddenly broke his gaze. "No, no, not that I can think of," he stammered quickly.
"Were you thinking, perhaps, of buying some apple seed from me for planting in your own garden here?"
"I wish that I could but I have nothing of value to offer you right now. I own little to begin with and what extra I do have I need for trading in town."
"I can trade with you. Anything you want to give me is fine. I often take old clothing as payment."
"Again, I'm sorry. I don't even have extra clothes to offer."
John was now giving Daniel such a piercing stare that is was uncomfortable. "Well, I'm sure we could think of something eventually."
Daniel coughed politely and then announced that it was his bed time. John agreed with gusto.
"I can just sleep here on the floor," John offered and pointed to a spot.
"That's a terrible idea," Daniel found himself saying, "The floor is rigid and uncomfortable and you deserve a nicer sleep. I've had guests in my bed before and I wouldn't think of you not being one of them." Daniel was not sure what made him so fervent about this decision but they both smiled after the announcement.
Daniel prepared the bed and set out an extra pillow and a blanket filled with down. He crept on to one side and covered himself with a thinner quilt his mother had made many years ago. In the dim light he watched as John removed his shirt and then began to take down his pant. Daniel was alarmed for a moment but then realized that John was probably going to be too hot under the down blanket. Besides, he found his eyes lingering at the sight of John's naked body. It was thin but clearly very strong and he was covered in dirt. John didn't have much hair on his body, just a patch on his chest and near his crotch. The soft, yellow light bounced wonderfully over his muscles and made them appear oily. Shadows near his pubic region kept him from exposing his shame. As John finished removing his pant, Daniel knew that John was staring at him from the corner of his eyes and smiling. Embarrassed, Daniel leaned to the bedside table to put out the light.
John shuffled under the covers and adjusted himself. He laid breathing softly for a while. Though he had been extremely tired earlier, Daniel found that he couldn't bring himself to sleep and was staring into the darkness. His clothes felt itchy, the bed was too hot and an unspoken tenseness was sitting between the two men. Daniel did not know what to expect next.
After about fifteen minutes, John shifted out from the down blanket and under Daniel's blanket.
"It's far too hot under there for me. Perhaps this blanket will suit me more," John whispered. Daniel didn't know what to do so he turned his face away and kept his back to John. But John shifted again and brought himself closer to Daniel, pressing his front side against Daniel's backside and sliding his arm around Daniel.
"Mmm... that's better," John purred.
Unbidden, Daniel brought John's arm to his lips and began to run them softly over the hair. He moved back and forth slowly, smelling the pungent aroma of grasses and herbs emanating from John's skin. He still was not certain what was happening but now he was beginning to enjoy himself.
"Yeah, that's much better," John whispered again.
Things changed when Daniel began to feel John's reaction to his nuzzling. What had begun as a slight poke at Daniel's back was quickly becoming a stronger push from John's crotch. His manhood was beginning to stand at attention and the realization of this gave Daniel a strange sensation in his stomach.
Daniel continued stroking John's arm but then he found his own arm heading toward John like a man possessed. His hand found John's full erection and he gave it a sharp squeeze. John reacted to this strongly, placing his forehead on the back of Daniel's neck and bucking his hips slightly. As Daniel started to stroke John's member, John went into a frenzy. He began to thrust his erection toward Daniel and rub it against his back. Daniel suddenly found himself with a wild horse rearing against his body. He took his hand of John's member and turned to face him.
Their lips found each other and they kissed passionately as John desperately continued his animalistic humping.
"Shhh," whispered Daniel in the dark and he sought to steady John.
"I'm sorry," came the reply, "That just felt so good. I need you to do it again."
Daniel obliged by kissing John again hard and running his hands all over John's naked flesh, feeling every inch of it with his fingers. His face, his neck, the muscles of his shoulders, chest, and stomach. As he neared John's crotch, he slowed down and teased the hairs that grew there. John reacted by pulling down Daniel's pants and finding his manhood (now raging in erection as well) with his hands. Daniel couldn't help but moan in delight as John stroked him and he gratified John's desires by stroking him back. They tugged at each other's members for some time until John pushed Daniel to the bed and climbed on top of him.
They continued to kiss and fondle but now John was removing Daniel's shirt and alternating running his tongue on Daniel's lips and neck. The feeling of pleasure that welled up in Daniel was indescribable as John licked his way down Daniel's muscled chest and found his stomach. There he ran his tongue in circles around Daniel's belly button before moving on to the inside of Daniel's thighs. Finally, he placed his mouth over the head of Daniel's member and sucked on it gently. Daniel could scarcely believe what was going on but knew that he did not want it to stop. John ran his tongue around Daniel's head and then down his shaft. He took Daniel in his mouth again and this time moved down along the length of his member.
"Oh! That feels so good," Daniel exclaimed.
John continued moving downward until his nose was buried in Daniel's crotch. Then he began to stroke his mouth up and down. Waves of bliss moved throughout Daniel's body. This went on for quite some time. Whenever John wasn't able to take Daniel all the way in (his member was just above average size) he would keep working his mouth over Daniel's head while stroking the shank with his hands. Daniel just couldn't handle the feeling anymore and as soon as John went all the way down again, he spent his load. John willingly drank it all in and then came up to kiss Daniel again. John's passion had not get been extinguished and he gave Daniel a deep, untamed look. Daniel didn't need any guidance and he found his way to John's aching member (which was just a bit bigger than his) with his tongue. He lapped it up and found his own nose pressed against John's pubic hairs in no time. The smell of earth and leaves inebriated Daniel and filled his brain with thoughts of the forest. He stroked John's erection in his mouth for many minutes, enjoying the sensation as it hit the back of his orifice and then passed all the way in to his throat. His hands rubbed John's balls and the area around his crotch.
After a few minutes of this John sat up and grabbed Daniel's hips. He moved Daniel around so that, though Daniel's mouth was still on his manhood, now he could taste Daniel as well. Daniel was not still fully recharged from his previous orgasm but liked to have John lick his member as it slowly grew again. Then he felt John's finger on an unexpected place. John had wet it and was now slowly trying to slip it inside of Daniel's ass. Daniel panicked for a moment but soon trusted the other man since the feeling of John's hand in his ass was turning him on even more than before. John then slipped a second finger and then a third inside of Daniel while Daniel worked on John's erection. He himself was now fully erect again and enjoying John's fingering to an amazing extent.
Daniel took John all the way inside his mouth again and John just couldn't hold on any longer. He came in Daniel's mouth and Daniel got to taste his seed. It tasted fruity and smelled vaguely like the windblown pollen the trees used for mating during their season. Daniel loved it.
But unlike Daniel, John did not lose his erection after coming. He pulled it away from Daniel's mouth and then got behind Daniel. Daniel was now on the bed on all fours, like a dog, and John was rubbing his member against the entrance to Daniel's ass. Daniel worried again but John reassured him.
"Shh, shh. It's okay," John pet Daniel's ass comfortingly.
He said that it wouldn't hurt and that he even had a salve to help with lubrication. As Daniel stayed on the bed, John ran to his belongings and returned with a small vial containing a whitish liquid. He smeared it all over his manhood and then over Daniel's awaiting ass. Slowly his slipped his erection inside of Daniel. The first moment there was pressure and Daniel winced in pain. But he knew that he was strong and allowed John to continue further. Moment by moment and inch by inch, John moved into Daniel. Each step began to feel better and better for the both of them. After an eternity, John had himself completely buried in Daniel's ass. He grabbed Daniel's shoulders and kissed him on the back.
"This feels incredible," he told Daniel, "Can I take you?"
"Please," Daniel replied.
John began to rock his hips back and forth, driving his erection in and out of Daniel. Daniel couldn't stop from moaning in joy as John started to move faster and faster. Soon John was bucking like a stag and it took all of Daniel's effort to steady himself under this beast of a man. John continued seeking his pleasure in Daniel's ass for as long as he could but eventually he felt a pressure welling up in his loins. He thrust harder and faster and listened to Daniel's moans while trying desperately to hold on to his own wits. But eventually the pressure exploded in his brain and he felt as if he were leaping from a giant cliff into the open air. At the same time his member shot seed into Daniel's ass, filling him. Daniel experienced the same sensations in his mind and found that he was coming all over the bed underneath John.
"That was amazing," Daniel said and John agreed.
After a few moments of wallowing in their pleasure, the two men slunk back to the bed and slipped under the covers. They slept soundly though the night.
When the sun began to fall on Daniel's eyes he fluttered them and then woke up. His groggy brain told his hand to search next to him and he found John, still sleeping soundly. Daniel woke him up with a kiss and rubbed his morning wood against John's thigh. John responded by grabbing Daniel's member and stroking it. Still half asleep, he grabbed the vial with the lubricant and placed it on Daniel's manhood. Daniel became lost in the wonderful feeling of this all and was genuinely surprised when he found his head pressing against John's ass. John kissed him strongly to indicate that he should proceed. Daniel took John's legs and put them up on his shoulders. Then he leaned forward and found himself moving easily into John's ass. His erection had never felt such a sensation and his pushed himself deeper and deeper into John. The tightness of John's body was thrilling him and he couldn't contain his desire. Soon his was thrusting just as wildly as John had been last night. The feeling was amazing and John pulled him in closer to his body. Daniel couldn't take the marvel much longer and after another minute he came inside John. John shot his own seed onto his stomach as Daniel came within him.
The two men kissed one last time and then got out of bed. They cleaned themselves up a bit and said their goodbyes.
"I'm never going to forget this," Daniel told John as he was leaving.
"I know you won't."
John smiled as he headed back out into the woods, having left a great impression on Daniel and several apple seeds. Once they were planted, the fruit they bore would be a testament to the pleasures that the two men had experienced one amazing night.
This is my first story for Nifty. Comments are appreciated. Sandmann930@yahoo.com