Grant and I woke up the next day and acted like nothing happened. He fished and I hiked some trails by myself. We didn't see each other most of the day, but both returned to camp for dinner. Shortly after we ate we had a few drinks and headed off to bed.
An awkward silence followed after we zipped up our sleeping bags for the night. Like he night before, I had one bourbon too many and I was horny as hell again. This time I didn't bother making sure Grant was asleep. I slid my shorts off and pulled it my dick. I only got a few strokes in before I felt his hand on my cock again. This time he laid on his side close to me and there was no need to guess that he was turned on. I felt his hard dick press up against my hip while he stroked me. Again I couldn't believe how hard he made me and how good it felt. I heard the familiar sounds of lube being squirted onto my dick and the click of the poppers top as he pressed them against my nostril and told me to inhale. I did.
He rolled me onto my side so that we were spooning and I could hear him stroking his own lubed up cock. He stroked me long and slow and it sounded like he was stroking himself much more quickly. It felt amazing. I wasn't even worried about him shooting his load in my mouth again. In fact the idea seemed kind of hot. He placed the poppers under my nose once more and told me to inhale twice and hold it longer this time. I did and the dreamy feeling was even more intense.
It felt incredible. Then I felt his finger massaging my hole. My mind screamed, but I didn't resist much. He stopped stroking with his other hand and placed it on my hip to hold me in place and whispered in my ear to relax. I did and I felt his finger slowly slide inside me. Surprisingly it didn't hurt. The pressure was actually nice. He gave me another hit of poppers then resumed stroking me. I could feel my load building. Another hit of poppers and I was swimming. I barely registered what was happening as he slid a second finger inside me.
His stroking of my cock slowed but I didn't care. Another hit of poppers and o was in a dream world. I pictured him pumping his load into my mouth again and my cock throbbed all the more. Then I felt his fingers recede and he pushed closer to me. I could feel the head of his cock pressed up against my hole. Another hit of poppers then another. I was anxious. I didn't want him to fuck me. I was straight. I've never in my life been attracted to a man. What was I doing?! Another hit of poppers and my inhibitions were drifting away. He whispered in my ear to relax once more and gently kissed the back of my ear. Then he pushed into me. It hurt a little, but I was so out of it from the poppers I didn't care. Slowly he buried inch after inch of his cock inside me. Another hit of poppers and I finally felt his balls press against my ass cheeks. He was completely inside me. I expected him to start fucking me senseless, but he didn't. Instead he kissed my neck and gently worked his cock in and out of me.
He matched his thrusts inside me with his strokes of my cock. It was unbelievable. I was on the edge of cumming at every second, but he could tell and he'd stop stroking just short of my climax every time. He told me to take two more long hits of poppers and I did. Then he started burying his dick in and out of me a little faster. He whispered in my ear asking if I wanted some cum. I nodded. Finally he buried his dick as deep as he could and groaned as he started pumping his load inside me. His cock felt huge. I could feel it throbbing in my ass. The next thing I felt was my own cock exploding as I shot an even bigger load than the last time. I didn't think it would ever stop. I almost blacked out I came so hard. I didn't even notice him pulling his cock out of me until he was pulling he tip from my hungry hole. I felt his seed leaking out of me, but I didn't care. I passed out.