Big Wood National Park

Up On Overlook Ridge

The water is cold as Hank wades into the lake marveling at how beautiful his view was in this moment. The jutting mountains and full forest made him glad to be alive and appreciate what he has.

There once was a time when he didn’t have it so well. Hank was always big even when he was a kid and having a flame of hair atop his head made him a bully beacon. Kids are terrible and mean kids are the worst so when Hank started to have feelings for the other boys he buried them deep inside so his classmates wouldn’t have another thing to pick on him for. Lucky for Hank being as big as he was made him a prized specimen for the football team and he soon became like his classmates picking on the sissy fag, I mean, flag twirler in the marching band. His friends would sneer; say derogatory things, even on one occasion jump the boy after a football game. He got his ass beat but also took some guys with him. Hank hated it and when he got the opportunity to get out of his small town on a football scholarship he left, no hesitation. Being in the big city allowed for him to be his authentic self, but Hank still carried the guilt of bullying that boy in the marching band. So he made use of his scholarship and became a high school guidance counselor and football coach so that he could teach the next generation to respect each other’s differences.

Hank shudders as the cold water laps at his exposed nuts. The only way to swim is naked and hank dives into the water immersing his body. As he comes up Hank sloshes water about his body looking liking a Viking bathing after a long travel. As he rubs over his full, hairy, chest the sensation of the water gives him goose bumps and causes his red nipples to become erect. He rubs his hands over his nipples taking in the wilderness around him as his plump cock firms up. With his balls dipping like teabags Hank’s hands are drawn to his hard dick. He rubs on his foreskin teasing his head. As pre-cum starts to leak forth Hank spits in his hand to adequately lube up his cock. With his slippery dick Hank strokes taking in the noises of the wilderness fantasizing about all the joyful, sensuality he has experienced. The more he gets lost in his visions the quicker his pace becomes. Hank’s smooth, bulbous balls are bouncing and splashing at the surface of the water sending deep sensations into his body. He spreads his legs to give his sac some more lake action. As his masturbation becomes more aggressive water splashes back at Hank’s tight hole. The sudden cold, shocking, sensation on his hole sends Hank over the edge. He bellows a grunt as his wide shaft shudders in his hand releasing his seed into the wild! Now in a relaxed euphoria Hank lays back in the water, floating, peering into the cerulean sky.

Up on Overlook Ridge Calvin is shooting his load as well from watching the activity in the lake below. A poor black beetle wriggles out of the globs of cum the little creature had been unexpectedly bombarded with.

“So fucking hot,” Calvin mutters to himself. “I understand being wary of bears around the lake but I definitely wouldn’t mind getting mauled him.”

Being a little creepy Calvin sets up his tent on the ridge with a clear view of the burly, redhead’s campsite. Calvin felt much too nervous to go down that way and approach the man himself, he would be just fine up here.

As the sun starts to drift behind the mountains Calvin kindles his campfire for the night comforted by the glow of his unknowing friend’s fire light across the way. Off in the distance a rumble of thunder can be heard. Unfortunately the dark horizon is blocked by the mountain peaks obscuring any visual clues of the impending weather heading their way.