He had long since lost feeling in his legs, as he slowly made his way through the water, keeping under what cover he could. The sun wasn't even peeping up out of the shadows yet and he felt rather exhausted. TJ felt like the night would never end, that the darkness around him would never get any lighter.
There was no doubt he had been too much thinking, too much worrying about what if, than about how to. It wasn't something he had to face, not at his age. Life for him had been one party after another, or so it seemed. Yet, as he heard the water move out of his way, he knew he had faced some hard choices, made some tough calls too, ever since his parents had been taken from him, by a cruel twist of Nature. But was it?
Some of what Bobby Rae had said made him wonder, and as the cold had penetrated his entire body, his mind still fought for control. In his heart he had never quite bought the story about the freak Tornado, though he had to admit, the farm house they had lived in, sure looked like a twister had hit it.
Plus it had made the news, and others had been hit too, though his parents were the only fatalities. It gave him a chill, one that was a lot worse than the chill from the cold river water he was wading through. More he thought about it, the more he realized that the mess he was in now, well, it was just typical of his life.
Sure he had some good times, a hell of a lot too, and he always managed to pretty well stay out of trouble. He made a decent living for a kid, and had his own place. So it was in a sort of cave, so it was not what most kids would like, but frankly, he didn't give a shit for all the modern crap. He liked being responsible for himself, from cooking to just keeping clean.
Not easy in the winter, but he had friends. He never did without a hot meal, had clean clothes, and well, there were people who would let him shower and all that stuff. So he didn't have a television, or all that other crap. He read a lot, and was able to enjoy things like seeing the sun climb up over the horizon, to see it gradually break the darkness, and not from red rimmed eyes either.
Drugs and booze, well he enjoyed his beer, but while a lot figured his place was nothing but a place for locals to crash, get blitzed, was totally wrong. He might smoke a joint now and then, even drink a bit more than he should, but he didn't go out driving and smash into a telephone pole. He didn't go robbing stores to support his habits either, so maybe his parents had done a good job.
Yet here he was, running from the Feds, and for what? For fishing in a private lake? Hiding out in some barn while some big shots talked in whispers? It made no sense, but then again, it wasn't like a lot of things actually made sense these days.
It wasn't that he was stupid, he could read, write, do his math, and had been pretty good in school. Least he finished, which was something. Yet he rather enjoyed being free, to roam the woods, to live the way he had wanted. Maybe as he got older he'd want more, and yet he wasn't so sure that there was more out there.
He knew Jail wasn't for him, that being confined was like a death sentence to him. He loved being outdoors, at being able to just shuck his clothes and jump in the lake or river for a swim. Course, he also liked other things, when naked, like sex. It all seemed so natural to him, and he was maybe typical in that regard. He liked a good dick, to suck on it, to feel it slide up his ass, or to push his into one.
It was his excuse, his way of hiding out. Maybe having so many different sex partners was his way of avoiding doing more with his life. He had the chance to work a crop, like his parents had. Yet something kept him from trying, from taking that step from being a kid, to being an adult. He loved his life, loved it to the point where maybe he wasn't letting himself think ahead.
TJ felt his body shudder a bit, as he stopped and listened to the night sounds. The skunk smell had long since dulled his sense of smell, but he could still hear. Every half hour or so he would stop, listen for any strange noises. His instincts had kicked in, and he kept trying to remember all the little things his father had told him, about tracking, about how to stay ahead of the game, to make the noises talk to him.
Odd, to think about all that, when before this whole crap he rarely gave it a thought. Yet he had learned, without even knowing it, and he sighed, missing his parents more than when he had found out about their death. Strange, how he hadn't really grieved for them, least not like he had thought. He hadn't broken down, well not much, but still, it was only hitting him now. It was like he could hear them in his head, hear their words that he had heard so often, but seemed to have ignored.
Now the words had meaning, and he listened. His head cocked to one side, as the skunk struggled a bit in the sack on his back. It was a good trick, one he should have remembered, but as he listened, hearing nothing but the sounds that should be there, he knew he'd have to keep his wits about him. He knew that whatever Bobby Rae had said, would only go so far. Old Roy was smart, but so were the Feds. They had a lot more going for them, than some hick Sheriff, still he knew that Old Roy had something they didn't, which was experience. He knew the area, knew the people too, which the Feds didn't.
TJ knew he had to keep that in mind, because he couldn't afford to let himself get desperate. He had to keep his mind focused, as he made his way further along, the water barely making a sound, as he kept his feet shuffling forward, rather than stepping forward. One more way to muffle the sounds of his movement, one more trick to stay one step ahead of those hunting him.
Looking up, he noticed that the sky was beginning to lighten, and it was time for him to start thinking of heading onto land, to grab some sleep, and take cover. He could hear the birds starting wake too, as he scanned the banks, on both sides. He knew that he had to alter which side to choose, so as to further hide his trail. They might get careless, not check both sides, so they could lose his scent if they followed just one side.
Finally, with the sun breaking the horizon, he found a perfect spot. He could hide under the fallen leaves, and the tree line was deeper than on one side. He moved slow, stopping every few steps to listen. The sounds were as they should be, but he kept his body still for several seconds, making certain.
The skunk was being difficult, but he managed to get some food into the sack, and drop the sack just enough so water was able to be drunk. He could smell its poop too, but he wasn't about to try and correct that. TJ knew enough to not stick his hands inside either, but damn, opening the sack to drop in some crumbs of food in made his eyes water, his chest heave a bit. Gawd it stank, but then, it would also make any hounds lose his scent real quick.
Tying the sack up over his head, the drops of water slowing, he managed to shift himself so that he wouldn't be in the way, least his head wouldn't be. If the sack dripped on his upper body, well it would help cover his scent, and that was the plan. Rotting leaves and branches weren't much of a comfort either, but his sense of smell was pretty well dulled and would be, until he got to the cave.
Snuggling down into the rancid mix of leaves and other stuff, he felt satisfied. Least he was doing something, not just letting things take charge. Maybe he didn't know why the Feds were after him, but he was doing what he needed to survive. He felt his father would be proud of at least that part of his life, but then too, maybe he would have understood the other part of his life?
Maybe he didn't get the whole queer thing, but he doubted if his parents would have shoved him out the door. Hell, they had to have an inkling that he was that way. It wasn't like he had been totally discreet, though he feared being outed more than he would have admitted.
Even now, he didn't go around flaunting his sexuality, least he hadn't thought so. Mind you Bobby Rae seemed to have known a damn bit more about his sex life than he would have thought. As the warmth of the sun made its presence known, he felt his eyes growing weary, felt his body unravelling from the tension that had held him since he had left the cabin.
Even the pins and needles of circulation returning to his legs weren't enough to prevent his exhaustion from taking hold. His body was gradually drifting off, as his mind began to think back, to ignore the pressing issue of what was happening, to relive moments that were happy, were filled with enjoyment rather than worry.
Images of guys flashed past his mind, as he tried to find one special one, one special episode to relive, to let his mind unwind over. There had been a fair number, and yet there had been some very special one's too. Some who had really made him feel good, had really found the right spots to touch, the right buttons to push.
Jack was one of those. He felt his chest give a bit of a heave, felt his heart skip a beat or two, and a small twinge around his groin brought a smile to his lips, as sleep overtook him, As his mind began to play back that part of his life that had been special.
TJ could feel himself being taken back in time, to when he had met Jack. How he had almost lost it the first time he had set eyes on the guy. It had been down by the rocks, on one of his jaunts to get away from Town. They were nothing special, no monuments to any fallen heroes, or plaques honouring some long forgotten battle, just a bunch of rocks with nice cool spots in between the various outcropping. A great place to go, to think, to jerk off and not worry.
The Sun had no problems in finding those spots, but no one could casually go by and see. It was a great place to lay stretched out, and just let the Sun do its magic, to let it warm a person all over. No need of clothes, or to even have them close by. Not many knew of the place, or if they did, well they didn't go there enough to ruin its solitude.
Downside to the Rocks, as TJ called them, was that you could stumble upon someone, or them on you, without you really knowing it. Least if your mind was elsewhere, as his had been when Jack had come across him. The way he had just suddenly been there, staring down at him between several high rocks.
His first awareness was when the Sun suddenly was blocked, and he opened his eyes to stare up, to see if Clouds were coming in. His one hand was down, holding his cock, as he was totally naked. He had been thinking of someone, though for the life of him he couldn't remember who anymore. TJ had his legs apart, his hard pole firmly in his hand, and the other hand was rubbing one of his firm nipples, when he opened his eyes to see this dirty blond haired face staring down at him.
The eyes were a sort of pale blue, and he noticed the stubble on his chin, the small tuft under the chin. The way his face was in a wide grin, only added to his charm. He had wind blown hair, that only added to his look, and the sun had him squinting a bit. Still there was no mistaking that grin, the way his white teeth seemed to glitter in the sunlight.
He could see it now, the way Jack simply stared at him, looked him over real good, then simply sat down, with his legs spread invitingly apart. He just stared at TJ, the eyes fluttering a bit, but it was that damn smile, how it got wider as he stared directly at TJ's hard cock. Amazing how it had been so stiff before, but felt like it had grown even more rigid as Jack stared at it.
TJ could tell that he wasn't talking about the weather. The way his eyes were so fixed on his erection, how he licked his upper lip as he spoke, told TJ that this was going to be a fun encounter.
Yeah it is'
Could get hotter.'
TJ merely smiled, as he gave his cock a tug, just enough to make it jerk a little.
Wouldn't mind if it did.'
While he had said it, he stared directly at Jack's crotch, noticing the bulge that was beginning to take shape. He licked his own lips, as he waited to see if he was right, if this was going to be more than just a solitary jerk off.
He noticed the legs sway a bit, then glancing up saw the stranger taking his shirt off. TJ felt his eyes widening, as they saw how bronzed the man's skin was, how firm his nipples were too. He couldn't help but notice that the legs had moved apart a bit more, as the grin on his face only grew even wider. The long hair was gently fluttering in the wind, as the man introduced himself as Jack, and then slid down the rock, to stand next to TJ.
His blue eyes seemed to be glittering as he reached into the pocket of his shorts, and pulled out a strip of condoms, and let them fall next to TJ. He just grinned back at Jack, and watched as he moved his hands up to his shorts, and effortlessly pushed them down, so that he was standing totally naked. He stepped out from the shorts, showing off his fully erect penis.
Jack reached down, to take hold of it and give it a few quick pulls, that made it seem even bigger as he stepped over TJ, to straddle him. His body was above TJ, and he moved so his cock was right above TJ's face.
Staring at it, he realized that Jack was uncut, yet his cock head was poking out already, the foreskin tightly pulled back by obvious excitement. He glanced down at the condom strip that Jack had dropped, and he reached out to pick them up. While he was normally a top, there was something about Jack that just made him want to feel him buried inside of him.
He ripped off one of the packages, then ripped the single package open with his teeth. He looked back up, noting the veins under the cock, at how they seemed to just throb as Jack looked down at him. It was one of those looks you just didn't forget, as TJ pulled the condom out of the package. Jack moved back a step, and seemed to sort of crouch down, so that his cock was within easy reach.
TJ smiled as he lifted his hand up, to take hold of the wavering penis, to touch it. A sort of small thrill rolled up and down his body as he took hold, keeping the hard dick steady. The heat from the cock was amazing, as he slowly unrolled the thin plastic down the stiff pole. He couldn't help but keep his eyes staring upwards, to watch the face as his hands unrolled the thin condom.
Pushing it down, he felt the wiry pubic hairs against his knuckles, then he let his hold on Jack's cock go. He took his eyes away from Jack's face, to look at the crotch, to see the two big balls sway and the thick shaft glisten from the sun on the plastic. He felt the ache in his ass, felt his cheeks clench as stretched his legs out, then brought them upwards towards his head.
Reaching out, he took hold of his legs, so that his whole ass was lifted up from the blanket, so his waiting ass was poised and in clear view of the man above. Jack lowered himself to his knees, his eyes never once leaving TJ's face, as he got closer. TJ could smell his cologne, and his special aroma too. He also could see how his chest was heaving, how the nipples were firm and jutting out.
Lifting his head he also looked across at the flat belly, saw the muscles rippling as Jack kneeled down between TJ's upraised legs. His whole body was tingling as he Jack moved in even closer, shuffling his body forward and then leaned over TJ's prone torso.
He could feel his hot breath across his face, as he saw the eyes looming over him. He could feel the longer strands of his hair brush against his chest, that made him shudder a bit. He also could feel the hard cock brush past his inner thigh, past his scrotum. He felt his body tense, as he stared up into Jack's face.
It was bizarre, to suddenly be about to be fucked, by someone who just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It was strange, that they had barely spoken, yet as he looked into those blue eyes, he felt like he was about to have the ride of a lifetime. There was something there, that just made every nerve in his body tingle, made every muscle quiver, as he waited for that first moment, that first strike.
TJ felt the legs pushing up against his thighs, felt the hand move down his chest, lightly caressing his coiled muscles, as they passed down to his groin. He felt the fingers brush past his hard dick, that was being pressed up against his belly, felt them linger over his throbbing pole, before moving down past it to the full balls that were slung upwards.
He heard himself moan a bit, as he saw the eyes glitter, then close. His own closed as he felt the hard press of Jack's lips on his, the warm taste of his mouth as his tongue suddenly pressed inwards, pushing his lips apart. He felt Jack taste him, felt the rise in his heart rate, as he also felt Jack's cock shake a bit, then it was over. The head was still above him, but he could feel the hot thick cock being wedged between his cheeks, feel the muscles in his legs tighten, as they took Jack's weight.
TJ licked his lower lip, as his eyes fluttered. The sun was blocked by Jack's towering body, as he felt the press up against his hole. He squirmed a bit, as he felt it press hard, slowly stretching the tight hole muscles, slowly making him open up. His hands gripped his legs hard, his knuckles growing white from the pressure he was exerting.
It took him by surprise. The quick penetration had stunned him, knocked the breathe from him as he heard his cry of pain echo. His body shook as he realized that Jack had penetrated him and deeply. He felt his insides shiver, felt them cry out as the hard pole sliced into his body. He felt it dive deep into his body, felt the muscles scream out, as he heard Jack grunt, then pant.
His heart was racing as he felt his body trying to dig deeper into the sand, to try and pull back from the impaling force of Jack's cock. It hurt, yet even as the pain was rolling up and down his body, as it was making him shake, he felt the pleasure too. He could feel his body changing, feel the hard fullness inside, that made him moan a bit, then louder.
His chest was heaving, his legs grew taut, as he felt the hard press up against his rectum. He could feel the driving thrust that made his dick shake, made his balls ache. Then he could feel it slowly being pulled back, slowly leaving him. He felt panic, as the thick pole made its way out, but just when he thought it was going to pull out totally, it stopped. TJ could feel it quiver, feel the head shudder a bit, then suddenly he felt the air leave his lungs, as the huge pole was shoved fully back into his body.
His cheeks quivered, as the thrust took him totally by surprise. He felt his nerves twitch, felt them scream even, as the huge pole sliced even deeper into his body. His legs were numb, the blood draining from them to his stomach. Every muscle inside was twisting and turning as Jack pounded his ass. Hard quick in and out thrusts, then suddenly it once more changed.
The hard thrusts began to slow down, then as they came in, the cock inside jerked and banged against his insides, as Jack twisted his hips, driving his cock into TJ in a strange corkscrew motion. It was heaven, as his body shook, as sweat was beading up and not from the hot sun above.
His hair was damp, hung in strands, just as Jack's. He could feel the wet strands scratch across his chest, with each downward thrust. He could feel the air escape Jack's lungs, as he pounded TJ's willing hole. Every muscle inside felt like they were being stretched wider and wider, with every hard penetrating thrust. They were crying out, making him moan constantly.
The weight against his legs were making the hips ache, were driving his body into the sand, making him moan even more. He could feel the sand grate across his back, across the top of his cheeks, as the hard cock just kept pounding him. Jack would twist his hips more once the cock was fully impaled into TJ's body.
Each push was a whole new experience, then it just stopped. He felt the hard pole deep inside, felt his chest heave, then the sharp pain came. He cried out, as he felt his nipple being twisted, then opening his eyes, he saw the body above come closer, saw the bared teeth, as he felt them close around one of his nipples. He cried out as they bit and twisted, and then it was over.
Before he could catch his breathe, he felt the pounding again, more like a jack hammer was inside his ass. In and out it went, faster with each downward crush from the body above. His cock was jerking across his scrunched up belly, and pressed deep into the hard muscles with each crushing downward blow. It seemed to only get faster too, as he felt his hold weakening on his legs.
He could feel the balls striking his cheeks, crushing his too. TJ moaned and he thought he could hear a similar sound from above, but the roar of his heart was too loud for him to distinguish the sounds. His chest heaved, as he felt the hard crushing weight grow more intense, felt the cock inside swell with each penetrating push. His head was in a fog, as he felt the wet strands now brushing across his belly grow more violent, almost like tiny lashes.
The pain only added to the intense pleasure he was feeling, as Jack hammered him. The slapping sounds of Jack's hot flesh against his own sweat stained body was louder than his cries.
It was impossible to believe, but Jack's thrusts seemed to get even faster. The force knocking the wind from him each time, making him pant as he shook to the wild pounding. Then it just stopped. He felt the thrust drive him hard, to the point where his whole body seemed to skid backwards a bit. He felt the cock inside swell, and then he heard the anguished cry echo.
His cheeks clenched tightly around the thick pole deep inside of him, as he felt Jack's body shake. He could feel the tremor begin, feel it go from the cock head down the hard shaft, right up into the groin. He could feel it race up into Jack, feel it strike his heart, his lungs, his mind. His own body shook, as he felt the shudder, felt the quaking from above him, against his legs.
Jack's body had exploded inside of him, he could feel the thin plastic swell, feel it grow hotter, as the cock shook, shuddered, and then tremble. He felt the balls up against his own, felt them push hard against the leathery sac, then suddenly seem to become empty shells. TJ could feel it all, feel it deep in his soul, as the cock shook inside, banging up against his taut lining, against the muscles.
He felt it as the weight above grew heavier, as Jack's hot breath was now scorching his face. TJ felt his own body shudder, felt the waves of pleasure inside as Jack just lay there, on top of him, his cock still impaled deep inside. It wasn't softening, not quickly anyhow. It kept his body trembling, as if the beast was soon to awaken again.
TJ could hear himself pant, hear his own labored breathing, as Jack lay on top of him. Then he felt the body sliding off, the cock sliding out, as his legs fell to the sand. He was panting, as was Jack, as they lay there, exhausted by the wild explosion. He couldn't move his head, and his hand lay at his side, unable to move.
He felt Jack next to him, felt the heat of his body against his own burning skin. TJ had never felt so empty, as his body seemed to want more, to crave more of that hard pounding. He felt the ache deep inside of his body, so much that it hurt his chest. It was as if he was having a heart attack, the way his chest heaved, the way his heart pounded.
TJ managed to twist his head to one side, to stare over at Jack. He could see the face, the way the eyelashes were fluttering, as Jack was staring back at him. The lips were parted, the nostrils flaring as Jack struggled for air. His whole body was shaking, but TJ watched as he managed to lift one arm up, to let it fall across TJ's own heaving body.
His eyes moved away from the soft face, to see the hand move down his belly, to lay next to his hard cock. He stared as the fingers moved one by one, down to encircle his cock, to take hold of it. He sucked in his air, feeling his body shudder, feeling the ache deep in his groin, as Jack's fingers wrapped tightly around the base of his hard cock.
TJ was expecting him to stroke it, but suddenly he felt the press of Jack's body on his, felt his body move and the head was passing over his belly. His eyes widened, as he saw the wet strands of dark hair slash across his chest, one band of hair moving right across one of TJ's erect nipples. He felt the muscles inside suddenly coil up, felt his nerves tingle as he watched, his jaw hanging open.
The touch of the lips on the head of his cock made him groan loudly, then as they wrapped around the head, he felt his body tremble. His legs shot out, already exhausted, but now they were fully extended, his toes curling up as the lips moved down around his cock head.
He felt his whole body lift up, drive his cock past the lips, to enter Jack's mouth. TJ felt the teeth scrape the head of his cock, felt the nerves inside scream as the warmth of Jack's mouth engulfed his cock. His balls were already slung up, but they suddenly dropped.
As they did, he felt it at the very base of his cock. The rolling thunder seemed to just explode in his ears, as his body arched upwards. He heard a cough, a gurgle but it was off in the distance, as the thunder just overwhelmed him.
Every muscle inside suddenly released, as his body bucked and hit the sand hard. It hurt his tailbone but he didn't care as the waves of pleasure, of total release, filled his mind. His body shook, his toes hurt as they curled even more, threatening to break at the joints. His chest ached, as the explosion grew more intense.
He closed his eyes, feeling the waves wash over him. It was hot, and weighed him down. His chest ached, his heat pounded even more, as the blood was suddenly drained from everywhere. He felt it race to his groin, felt the cock head striking deep in Jack's mouth, felt the raspy edged tongue being flattened by the bulk of his own blood gorged cock.
Crying out, his hand reached out, to grab hold of Jack's wet hair. His fingers twisted the strands around and pushed down, as his body was arched all the way up at the hips. His groin was pushing up into Jack's face, he could feel the head trying to pull back, but his hold wouldn't let it.
His body shook, as the explosion only grew. His balls ached, hell every part of his body hurt, as his cum was spurting out, deep down into Jack's mouth. He could hear him swallow, feel its sticky wetness coat the hot flesh of his pole, and then flow down and out from the corner's of Jack's mouth. TJ heard himself cry out several times, then felt his whole energy, his entire body strength just disappear.
He felt himself falling backwards, felt his toes uncurl, pained but grateful for the release. It felt like very bone in his body, every muscle, had simply evaporated, as he lay there, panting and unable to move. Cum was drying on his pubic hairs, the sun was baking his body, but he had no strength left to move. He was totally spent, as he felt the weight on his belly.
Glancing down, he could see Jack's head, see the hair spread across his chest, and feel the weight of each wet strand. His body was exhausted, as they lay there, unable to move, totally spent.
The sound of a far off helicopter made him open his eyes. He felt the hot sun on his face, but the light was dim, off to the west as he lay there, feeling his memory of Jack fading, as he listened to the distant noise. It was late afternoon, as he lay there, waiting for the noise to pass.
TJ listened carefully, his body once more tense, as he wondered if they had found his scent, or if they had suddenly moved the search backwards, realizing he might be doubling back? His heart ached, as he realized, he wanted to see Jack again, and the others too. His resolve grew, as he listened, realizing the noise was going away.
Slowly he let himself relax, knowing he had a few more hours, before it would be safe to move back to the river, to once more begin the journey towards the cave, and to where hopefully he'd get some answers. He sighed, as he smelled the aroma of rotting vegetation, of skunk. He knew it was him, and smiled, wondering what Jack would say, if he could smell him now?