Road to Re-Awakening

Part 9 - Hike Number Three

We dropped Ron's Jeep off at the end point and drove back to the start of the trail, just like the previous hikes.  Ron had warned me that this would be the hardest hike of the trip and he wasn't kidding.  This was definitely one that you shouldn't do alone and I was happy to have three younger guys to help with an occasional pull up some of the steeper sections.  We got to our first rest stop and sat down on some boulders to hydrate and nosh on some granola bars.  All of us stripped our shirts off and slathered on the sunscreen.  It almost looked like some soft porn with our hands roaming over each other's bodies.

"Kevin, how do you like the cock piercing?" I asked, getting a very curious look from Ron and Jayson.

"I love it. Other than having some guys freak out when they see it and being careful when you piss, it's all good. I like how it feels too. I didn't realize you saw it" Kevin replied.

"I caught a glimpse of it when you came out of the tent the first morning on the trail. I talked with a guy at Lea's that had one and he liked his too" I said. I really was curious about it since most piercings are for decoration, but that was one of the few that also was supposed to give pleasure. I also wanted to prove to them that they could talk to me about anything so I wasn't left in the dark about their relationship again.

The next break allowed us to eat lunch and grab some more pictures of the scenery. We took our time as the altitude was higher than any of us were used to. A pair of hikers caught up to us and we let them pass since their pace was faster than ours. They were in a lot better shape than us, their legs were like tree trunks, their chest and abs ripped and arms bulging.

We got to our campsite an hour later than we planned, since the steepness of the trails and altitude slowed us down. The tents went up quickly followed by the prepping yet another packaged dinner. Our taste buds must have been dulled or this was one of the better meals we'd picked. I could see Ron and Kevin whispering to each other while we ate and drank the last of the whiskey. Either we drank too much the night before or packed the wrong flasks, but the last few bites were washed down with water since the whiskey was gone.

Another joint was dessert and with all of us in a very mellow state I stood up to clean the site before bed. I got a little help, but I suddenly heard "Now you get to see if dad or son is better." When I turned around, Jayson was climbing into the other tent with Ron. Kevin looked at me with a big grin and said "I guess that means I share your tent tonight."

Jayson hadn't moved his sleeping bag so that's what I found Kevin laying on. I knew from the beginning that we weren't just going to sleep. We laid there a few minutes, the chill in the thin night air giving us pause. There was one easy way to warm our bodies, but I wasn't sure how it was going to play out.

"You really like the piercing?" Kevin asked.

"It looks cool and since it's a little larger than the other one I've seen, I guess you like it" I replied.

"I think it feels better with the larger ring. I'm not sure I want to go any thicker. Some guys are already having a hard time sucking it with the two gauge" Kevin said quietly. I could already hear some grunts and moans from the other tent and didn't want to feel left out. Kevin's comment sounded like an open invitation and so I moved around, wrapping my hand around his already hard shaft. I wasn't sure if our conversation aroused him or the possibility of him fucking his boyfriend's dad did it.

My tongue lapped over the steel ring, rotating it around before my lips latched on and tugged it lightly. When I heard him moan lightly, I knew he liked the feeling so my teeth then gently tugged on the ring a bit harder. His hand wrapped around the back of my head and pressed down slightly. My attention turned to the hard shaft that was slowly descending while my tongue flicked back and forth over the flesh.

It felt weird when the ring hit my throat and I'll admit that I gagged slightly, but I pushed the rest of the way down until my lips were pressed into his trimmed pubes. I heard and felt him groan when I squeezed my throat around his cock. As I ran out of air, I pulled back sucking in air while my tongue kept flicking under the shaft. I would bob on his shaft for several strokes and then deep throat him, repeating until I felt him start to move.

Kevin's scruffy face felt good between my crack when he rolled over on top of me. His tongue was long and talented as it lapped over my hole, first coating it with spit and then pushing the spit inside with both his tongue and a pair of fingers. If that was as far as he went, I would be in heaven, but I hoped that I'd get to feel his cock too. I tried to be quiet and it probably didn't matter based on the sounds coming from the other tent. Just like my daughter, my son wasn't quiet during sex.

When I felt him move again, I had a lot of worries. It had been a long time since I last got fucked and while he did an amazing job opening me up and lubing my hole, I knew I still would be a tight fit for his dick. First he laid on my back, spreading my legs with his. I felt his cock rest along the crevice for a moment and then he started to rock his hips, rubbing the shaft deeper until I felt it touch my ass ring. A few more strokes and I felt the metal ring catch on my hole and then two more before it pushed in.

Just like with my mouth and throat, the piercing gave me a new feeling. It took a few tries but I felt it pop past my ring and his bare cock was now inside me. There was a few moments pause and then he started to rock his hips again. As his cock plunged deeper inside me, a shiver ran through my body. It felt good to give myself up to this stud and from his moans he was enjoying it too. His strokes got longer and when I felt him plant the last inch into me, I let out a deep moan.

"Damn, Ben, you are full of surprises. I expected you to top well, but that ass is really fuckin good too" he whispered in my ear. I gave a few playful squeezes on his shaft that was still buried in me. He chuckled and then began to plow. It might have been cool outside the tent but inside it was very warm. Kevin's sweaty chest was against my back while his cock drilled into me. My hole kept working on his shaft and I realized how quickly I remembered how to be an active bottom. I backed off a little when I heard his breath get raspy and thrusts slow down.

"Do it... Cum in me, Kevin" I whispered back at him.

I doubt my comment changed his plans but it did send him over the edge. His cock pulsed and I could feel six hard throbs. When his breathing slowed, he kissed the back of my neck and quietly said "Thank you, Ben." We rolled over on our sides with his cock slowly softening inside my hole. He pulled the sleeping bag over us and wrapped his arm around me and we faded off to sleep.

The birds didn't wake me the next morning, the cock pushing back into my hole did. The cum had soaked in while we slept and only the precum leaking out of his cock lubed my hole. Grunts came out of my mouth with each thrust and while Kevin covered my mouth after a few seconds, I'm sure every animal within five hundred yards heard me. Unlike the previous night, this was a vigorous fuck. His hips slammed into my ass over and over. It was forceful but not abusive and it turned me on though I knew my ass was going to ache all day. He didn't last long and I'm sure the stimulation on his dick was intense, since a little more than five minutes after his first penetration I felt his cock swell and begin to fire off volleys of cum into my now sore chute.

Kevin gasped out "Sorry" after his orgasm ended.

"Your ass is mine" I growled out and he replied "Yes, sir." It was out of character for both of us, but I didn't care. He pulled free of my hole and rolled over as I turned to him. I was a little surprised at how stiff my cock was from the hard fuck I just had gotten, but I was moving on pure adrenaline. I did use some spit to lube his hole, so it was easier to get my dick into him.

It wasn't a grudge fuck, though that's what he was probably expecting. He gasped when I pushed through his outer ring, but I let him get used to it a moment before rocking my hips and digging in deeper. It was about this time that I realized that the guy I'd been having sex with was my son's boyfriend, not just another hiker like Jayson. The ease that he took my dick and the prowess that he showed during our fuck the night before told me he was completely versatile. That meant that Ron probably was too.

I lasted almost as long as Kevin did the night before. Most of the time I was giving him full length strokes, each ending with a thud as our bodies came together. Once Kevin realized I wasn't going to pound him like he had just done to me, the moans started and were intermixed with a few grunts when I gave the occasional hard thrust. When my balls started to tingle, I knew I was ready. I pushed myself on his muscular shoulders, plowing my cock in at a slightly different angle for another minute before I couldn't take it any longer.

I may have emptied my balls down Jayson's throat thirty hours earlier, but there was plenty cum to fill Kevin with. It was a good workout and almost as tiring as the hike the day before, but even more enjoyable. My chest was laying on Kevin's back while my breathing slowed back to a normal level. Once again, the thoughts that I just had sex three times with my son's partner ran through my head. I hoped it didn't cause issues, but I suspected that they had planned this out by swapping Jayson and Kevin's tent assignments.

When I rolled back over next to Kevin he smiled at me. "You fuck a lot like Ron. Slow with long thrusts. I wonder if that's genetic? Hot as fuck though" he said. All I could do was chuckle. My worries about fucking Kevin were for naught since he looked pretty happy. We heard the familiar sounds of sex outside our tent but they seemed closer. I unzipped the tent door and poked my head out to find Jayson bent over a large rock with Ron pounding his ass.

After I tugged on my shorts, I crawled out and was followed by Kevin. Neither seemed to mind putting a show on for us while I got the coffee brewing. I did watch Ron and realized that Kevin was right about how we fucked. I wondered if he had watched my wife and I have sex at some point or maybe it was genetic. A loud growl from Ron was followed by "Fuck Yeah!" from Jayson as Ron came inside him.

"God, I love that feeling" Jayson said after they separated and stood up.

"Yeah, me too" Kevin said, grinning at me.

"Now I know why my dad was keeping you in his tent. You're a great fuck, Jayson" Ron said before giving me a wink.

Jayson blushed. "I've had more sex this past week than the last six months... or maybe a year. It was a lot better than those too" he said a moment later with a big grin.

Once we finished coffee and some breakfast bars we broke our campsite down and cleaned up, making sure it looked just as good as when we arrived. We all reeked of cum and sweat but none of us minded. If we wanted to smell nature, we could slip back a few more feet and just smell ourselves. When we made it to the parking lot to collect Ron's Jeep, we dumped our stuff in and drove to collect the other two cars. No one opened a window and we basked in the smell of our sex filled hike.

Once we made it back to the other cars, we moved our gear around. "Mind if I get your number? I think you guys are much better hiking partners than my other friends" Jayson asked.

"Sure. We don't just have to meet up to hike. We can hang some time if you want" Ron said. The look on Jayson's face told us that he would be happy to hang too. We all hugged him and watched him drive off. I doubted he would tell his other hiking partners everything that happened on the trip, but he got a good hike in besides the sex.