Short slashy pieces
Hiking - Charlie/Colby
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Hiking –
“Charlie,” Colby gasped.
“Someone could come along the trail any minute.”
“Isn’t that kinda the point?” Charlie murmured in his neck,
his hands on Colby’s hips, his crotch pressing against Colby’s ass through his
pants.
Colby gave a grunt of acknowledgement, pulled his pants down
to his thighs and took a hold of the tree in front of him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Charlie smiled and quickly unbuckled his belt
and yanked open his jeans. He pulled out
a pre-lubed condom that he always carried with him now and ripped it open.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
Charlie’s cock throbbed and became even harder as he looked
at Colby. The buff man stood with his
pants down, his feet with their thick hiking boots spread apart, his gorgeous
ass framed by the black bands of his jock strap, his T-shirt sweaty, his hands
wrapped around the thick smooth trunk of a convenient beech tree.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Charlie rolled down the condom and took a
hold of his slippery cock. One hand
gripped Colby’s left shoulder, the other guided the
head of his cock to that hot welcoming asshole.
He pushed in slowly but steadily, and Colby groaned in
appreciation. Charlie could smell dirt
and sweat and feel the forest air on his skin.
He began to stroke and knew he wasn’t going to last long.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He’d been watching Colby’s ass for the last
mile of hiking and thinking about this very activity.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
Charlie slid his hand around Colby’s hips and pulled his
cock out from his underwear. He made a
loose circle of his fingers and slipped it over the head of Colby’s
pre-cum-slick cock. He drove into
Colby’s ass, making Colby fuck his hand.
Charlie pressed his forehead against Colby’s back and
hammered with his pelvis. “Yes yes yes
yes.”
A choked moan and Colby’s cock spasmed in Charlie’s hand,
shooting cum all over the tree trunk.
Charlie was right after him, spilling himself inside that sweet hot
tunnel.
Their panting merged with the sound of birds and wind in the
leaves. With a groan, Charlie pulled out
of Colby and staggered back. They
cleaned up themselves and the tree then sat down on a nearby rock, leaning
against each other.
Charlie looked down at his pedometer and laughed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “According to this, we just ran a half a
mile.”