A Tramp in Scotland
Fort William to Glasgow
Hey Dudes, like I told you last time, this is a true story and I lived every hot moment of it. I have changed the names of persons and places, to protect the guilty. Some place names and organizational names must stay as they are to make a readable story. No disrespect is intended when sex and sexual activity is conducted in some historical Scottish place. This is a continuation chapter of a Man to Man sex story and I think all the dudes were over 18, but who really knows or cares
There are some parts of this story that do not describe protected sex, but it goes without saying that protected sex is a life or death matter these days and all sex should be protected with a condom. Go ahead and copy or plagiarize this story if you want, there is no copyright. Who in hell would want to copyright this? It is written solely for your enjoyment, so, go ahead, unzip and get it out. If you are underage in your State or area for reading this kind of story, what are you doing here anyway! Wait until you are legal and come back and enjoy.
Comments are appreciated and will be answered at "homer's odyssey"
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I do want to acknowledge the encouragement of Lance, Joel, and especially to Jason for whom the story was written. Thanks, Dudes.
Here goes!
When I left off in the first chapter, Hans and I had just finished a hot session in bed at a hostel in Fort William on the west coast of Scotland.
I'm Jack, 19 then, 5' 10", 145#, blond hair, brown eyes and 6 1/2 cut. Hans was a blue eyed, bond giant German stud. He packed an 8 inch cut cock.
Last night we had finished a hot night of cock rubbing and squeezing and then spooned when we slept. When I woke in the morning, I opened my eyes to look directly into two intense blue eyes about three inches from my face. Hans had me clutched closely to his bod (that's cool talk for body , for you uncut dudes), and I felt his hardon pressing my abs. "Was it all right for you, last night?" he asked. "Oh, yes!!" I answered. Then he leaned in and kissed me hard. Despite our morning breath, I loved it.
"Lets get rid of these piss hardons and do some loving before we have to leave" he said. When we got back in the bed, he caressed me and started playing with my cock. He fondled and gently pulled my cock a little,in and out, in and out. I groaned and reached for his cock again. Starting at the base of his shaft, I licked up to the head Then I sucked it slowly into my mouth. At the same time I felt his tight balls, and brushed his pucker hole with my fingers. He was writhing and softly calling "Oh, do it! Do it". Then he lifted my ass, so he could get his own mouth on my erection. He started sucking and licking me off. I lasted longer than the night before. My cock was on fire with pleasure, but I was crazy with the feel of his tongue licking the head of my cock. I was trying to do to him what he had been doing to me. Suddenly, he cried "Oh, yes! I'm coming! I'm coming! Don't stop! Oh god, don't stop now!" We didn't, and we both got a mouthful of cum. I loved it, but as with all sex, there is an end and let down.
We grabbed towels, ran to the showers, where we managed to cram into one shower stall together and started washing each other.
I couldn't believe it, but we both got hard again. But, we agreed that we had to get on the road to Glasgow. I don't know when or why, but Hans had decided that he was going where I was going, and that was that. I had no real plans so we just took off for where ever. This time it was going to be Glasgow.
We dried each other, dressed and took our gear down to check out. There was a pretty good looking dude sitting in one of the lobby chairs and when he saw us, he grinned and said "You Dudes must have had a great time last night. Could I tramp along with you, and we could make a threesome. I'm hot and I like it up the ass!" He was very cute, but Hans said "Sorry, Dude, but my lover boy and I are a twosome. Isn't that right, lover boy?"
We started hiking for Glasgow and made it half way before we started to look for a place to spend the night. We found a stream coming out of a clump of trees. It was perfect, secluded and the water tasted good. (Did I tell you uncut dudes, that, Scotland has no trespass laws? As long as you leave the place as you found it, it is O.K to .use the place).
At noon we had picked up some sausage buns and scones along with four bottles of ale. We ate and drank until dark and laid out our sleeping bags. I found that I could make the two zippers match on our bags and zipped them up together.
It was a warm night, so we really didn't need to get into the bags, right away. Instead, we stripped and lay naked on top of the bags. We caressed, kissed and held each other.
An hour or so later, Hans straddled me and started to stroke our cocks together again. I loved it and worked on his butt, cock and balls, while he stroked. He was so slow and gentle, that I thought we would be doing it all night. Something about having my cock pressed against another cock was so cool and felt so good. Whenever Hans felt me start to quiver and about to come, he would stop and press his bod down on mine. He would kiss and tongue my mouth. He used his elbows and knees to keep the main weight of his bod from crushing me, and moved his butt and cock to stimulate my own cock. Then he would sit back straddling me and start stroking our cocks together again. "God, it was so good! Just two naked bods pressed together with our cocks rubbing against each other." Hans worked it so that we shot our loads and came at the same time, and we were covered in cum. He licked my belly and chest of all of the cum that was there and then we kissed and tongued again. I never had tasted my cum from anyone's mouth and it drove me crazy to have Hans' and my cum mixed in our mouths. God!! It was so fucking good to be naked in Hans' arms and to have his mouth covering mine. We sucked face and cum until I fell asleep.
When I woke next morning, Hans was tight against me and still asleep. I watched him for at least a half an hour before he came slowly awake. He looked into my eyes and said, as I found out he would say every morning, "Was it alright for you, last night?" "Oh, yes! Oh, yes! It was wonderful! How did I get in the sleeping bag?" I asked. He told me it was easy to unzip the bags and roll me in. "You had a couple of pints, so you crashed almost as soon after we came. Are you ready for a wash in the stream?" "I guess so." I said. "But, it will be cold this early in the morning. We did the wash, and it was very, very cold.
After drying each other, we got dressed and gathered our gear for the hike to Glasgow. On the road we got a ride right away in a lorry with two construction worker dudes. They took us to the Glasgow hostel and would have joined us for a quickie, but Hans was being his protective self and chilled them off. The hostel was a lot like the one in Fort William, but there was no witch on guard in the lobby. That evening we ate Indian Curry at a take out around the corner, and each had a pint. We walked around a bit, but I noticed Hans' shorts tenting, so we found a public loo (that's a rest room, if you uncut dudes ever need to go to take a piss in the British Isles). We got into a stall together. Hans had me sit on his now naked thighs and we rubbed cocks again. When I was hot and ready to come, I got down on my knees and gave him head. I don't know if anyone came in while we were doing it. Hans was moaning and saying "Do it! Oh, do it! Lover boy! I need it so bad! You're so good! I love you, I love you! Oh, God! I'm coming. I'm coming!"
I don't know what the laws in Scotland are, but I had the thought, that we could have spent the next two weeks in goal. (again uncut dudes, goal means jail, calaboose or prison. it's where you run around with your hands trying to cover your ass hole and keep from falling down. Remember the movie "Midnight Express"?)
When we got back to our room at the hostel, Hans undressed me and started to take care of my raging hardon. As he was throating me, he stripped and we got into a 69 position. His cock was up already, and it didn't take long for us to shoot our juice together. We both swallowed all of the cum and then kissed passionately, sucking the cum from each others mouths. We lay together until early in the morning, when I felt his cock pressing against my groin again. He whispered in my ear "Are you ready,I want to rub my cock between your thighs. "Yeah" I whispered, "That sounds nice!" He got on top of me, front to front, and slipped his long hard cock between my thighs. My cock and balls were pressed against his belly. I tightened my thighs and he began humping me like he was fucking me. When he came, he asked me if I wanted to do it too. He rolled over and I climbed on top to his cum soaked bod and slipped my cock in the space between his thighs. I was so far up the space, that I was pushing in and out, touching his balls and the zone just below his cock. He was loving it, and it blew my mind. I shot and added more cum to the area between our legs. Finally, I rolled off and we just slept naked in the mess that we had made.
That is it for Glasgow, and the next day we headed to Edinborough.
Catch you later Dudes. Blind Homer