Wow I am overwhelmed by the positive response to the first chapter and thanks again all of you who took the time to write. And, Freak a special thanks for the pic... you have a beautiful cock. Mike
Road Trip Chapter 2 Copyright 2011 Savant
I stroked my shaft slowly and smoothly as I let my thoughts drift in the wine haze and absently I registered a splash. Turning I felt my prick jump seeing Russ entering the lake with his shampoo and soap but more that that he was already naked. I found myself transfixed and my eyes followed his motion. The moonlight threw every dip and bend of his body into sensuous deep bas-relief shadows. With each step his muscles rippled and his fleshy shaft swayed until it reached the water. I was glad that he wasn't looking directly at me because it would have been impossible to hide my curiosity. I followed his every step and could not believe how erotic it was to watch his form slowly being obscured by the lake. His cock wasn't erect but neither was it completely soft and it hung away from his body. I couldn't pull my gaze away as his crotch entered the water my eyes dilated as the water first caressed his balls then supported his rod. His partially hardened dick floated on the surface for the briefest instant before in dropped below the surface. I twitched involuntarily. Almost in slow motion my eyes glazed over as the other interesting parts of his body slowly disappeared, the water caressing and encircling him. Damn I was rock hard, secretly hoping he could sense my state of arousal and at that he would be ok with it. I was slipping into a hyper sexual state and I couldn't help but visualize Russ and I doing all the nasty things that movied through my mind. I tried to calm myself and falteringly broke my open gawk. As I shook the mist from my head I wondered if it had been my imagination but I could have sworn that in that brief walk I could see his shaft lengthening and thickening... it had to be a hallucination.
Slightly bewildered I looked back over at Russ trying to start a conversation and notice a half hidden smile on his face. Had he caught me staring and was he laughing at me? Damn, I hoped not. In the entire time of our friendship I had never felt this awkward. I couldn't even leave the lake, because of my tattle tale erection. How would I ever explain such obvious arousal? The evening air and the seductively comfortable lake water didn't help to relieve my desire. I tried to think of other things and just when I felt my hardon start to subside Russ began to wash. Russ had repositioned himself with the water just barely covering his male parts and under the pretext of a conversation I began to steal furtive glances at him. His hands filled themselves with shampoo and he raised them to his hair closing his eyes while he lathered the shampoo over his head my prick throbbed seeing that the raising of his hands brought his penis partially out of the water.
What an interesting contrast. Russ's body was deeply tanned in that golden brown color that blonds get but the tan stopped at his waist and resumed about two or so inches below where his balls hung down. The untanned parts of his body standing out in the moonlight. It was incredible, the tan ended and pale pink skin began every so many shades lighter than the rest of him, his small tuft of hair above his cock slightly darker than the sun lightened bits on his head with the shaft of his cock a rosy beige just the same color as the skin around it. Not only was the image in front of me exciting but it was also beautiful... beautiful in a master's piece of art way.
He kept his eyes closed as he rinsed his hair and then took a bar of soap and began to work it into a lather over and under his arms, his chest and then he backed into shallower water to wash his legs which he lifted and lathered one at a time. He cast furtive glances from the corners of his eyes to see if he could catch we watching the show he was putting on. I couldn't have looked away if I had wanted to and gratefully his soapy hands slid under his balls lifting both them and his cock higher. His soapy hands closed around his shaft as second by second it became more erect under his slippery grasp. Almost in a dream he casually turned his back on me as his hands then slid over the white cheeks of his ass. It took all my will power not to reach out a pull his naked body to mine. I dimly registered his head turning and suddenly he was watching me as my lusting eyes traced his naked body and followed every movement of his hands as they caressed his ass. This was the most erotic bath I'd ever witnessed made ever so more sensual as it was happening outdoors in our secluded camp. Russ's bath and my arousal seemed luxuriously long and when he turned around I thrilled to see his cock was standing up. What a great image. I looked at it and then startled knowing I was completely busted. Any pretext that I hadn't be watching was gone and as I let out a deep breath he winked, smiled and turned, grabbing his towel as headed towards the beach. Stupidly I grabbed my stuff and followed Russ's naked behind to the shore where I began to dry off. I had a terrible time keeping my eyes off him when I heard him say
"Do ya like what you see?"
Oh hell yes I liked what I saw and my body reacted to it. I was so fucking hard that it hurt. In the most surreal instant of my life Russ reached out to me and ran a finger over the length of my shaft. My cock jumped at his touch and then with a casualness he gave my cock a single stroke and with him sporting a magnificent hard on he turned slightly took the bottle of wine and filled our glasses. My cock burned where his finger had traced and as I looked into his eyes Russ lifted his glass in a light hearted toast...
"To friends and cocks and the hard cock of a friend."
Somehow in those seconds we had come together our bodies touching as we drank to his toast. It was insane and as our wine glasses came down our lips met. My head spun as my wild wishes started to become reality. His cock so hot against my leg, his lips soft against mine. All pretext gone I opened my mouth for his tongue as our arms wrapped around each other. He backed inches away lifted his glass, tilted it letting a thin stream pour over me starting at the nape of my neck and flowing between my breast, into my belly button and then the cool liquid ran in a rivulet to the junction where my upstanding penis pointed towards the sky and then down and around my balls. It was cooled by a slight breeze but where it touched my sex I burned with a blistering need. A need which Russ instantly began to satisfy. He leaned in and began where the first drop touched my neck and with his tongue he followed the trail it left. I moaned and found myself taking short indrawn gasps which kept escaping from me breathy sighs. I couldn't get enough and was beyond insane wanting him to touch my cock but he took his sweet time kissing and licking his way down.
My skin tingled electrically. Each kiss and lick a screaming, sensual delight. My left arm was still around him from our hugging and as he followed the wine I ran my hand over his smooth warm flesh. His body moved as he bent lower and lower. I ran my hand over his shoulders lifting my hand so only my middle finger traced light as a feather over the back of his neck which rose up in goose bumps at my touch. His body shuddered and immediatly his lips came back to mine meeting in a deep, wet tongued earnest kiss which lasted seconds before he went back to tracing the path of the wine. My hand slipped into his hair. It was so soft and I caressed his head ever so tenderly as he went lower and lower. Any thought of pushing his head down onto my organ dispelled by the seductive sensuality of the moment. It would happen in its own good time. I let the night and Russ' pace keep me in the most highly aroused state of my short life. The moon light left marvelous highlights along his bent body emphasizing the white roundness of his ass as it turned to charcoal gray shadows where his cheeks met. My hand followed the line of his spine as my hand snuck into that shadow. I explored the soft roundness of his bottom cheeks as he sucked out the drops of wine left in my belly button.
I caressed all of him I could reach with my hand softly coming back to his tan locks of hair as he knelt. His every lick liquid flame as he snaked it around the base of my cock but touching it as little as possible stealing the drops of wine trapped between my shaft and body. Then he licked the trail it left into the crease where my upper leg joined my torso and then over my balls first one side then the other..... It was heaven and my whole body swelled with desire as he had yet to touch my dick. Sparks of light danced in front of me waiting, wanting what I knew would soon come. I hadn't realized I had been holding my breath until it exploded from me when I felt him finally kiss my shaft. He kissed it oh so lightly that I could barely feel it and then he did it again a fraction higher. Again and again he traveled the length of my shaft till he reached the crown. My eyes closed in sexual bliss as his tongue teased the underside of my fleshy tip. My mind screamed at him to touch it, to caress my cock, to stroke my balls, to suck me but my lips remained dumb as I tried to sustain his exquisite torture. It was beyond wonderful when he took hold of my rod with one of his hands and I felt a soft moistness around the mushroom head. I was at last in his mouth and that pleasure left me wanting. Don't get me wrong I loved every second of his blow job but my mouth was hungry for his organ too.
I gave myself over to the pure physical lust of his attention to my penis. He worked the tip swirling his tongue over the sensitive underside while he sucked. The vacuum coupled to his and teasing tongue had me mewing. All the while he was bobbing on my tool I tenderly held his head in my hands. My fingers entwined in his hair. He took more and more of my dick into his mouth and even though I tried to control in my hips pumped in rhythm to his actions. I could not believe how incredible it was but while desperate for release I didn't want it to ever end. So just before I came I held his head as I pull my hips back withdrawing my cock from his mouth. I was so close that I had to freeze in place to keep from shooting my load all over his face. Hell just the thought of seeing me spray Russ in the face and watching my cum drip all over him almost made me lose it.
I don't know how long I was frozen in place trying to push back my pending ejaculation but subside it did and with my hands in Russ' hair I brought him back to standing. The second I could I starting kissing him, driving my tongue deep into his over used mouth. I wanted to see if I would be able to taste my cock on his lips or tongue. Other that a hint of salt I failed to gain a hint of what a cock tasted like. Something I planned to correct. Naked and entwined I backed Russ towards the boat and with the gentlest of hints he got the idea instantly. As soon as the boat was in reach he jumped onto the trampoline letting his legs dangle over the edge. His manhood hard and erect with me between his legs. I took a half step back to take all of this image in at one time and thrilled to see my buddy waxed and in need. Smiling a smile of first time lust I took his dick into my hand and watched his face as I stroked it and on the downward pass I let the back of my finger trail over his splayed sac as I moved my head in.
His cock bobbed with his heartbeat and while I'd never done it I knew what I wanted and how it was to be done. No preamble, no stuttered words my lips held tight I came down onto the head of his prick. I parted my lips...