I can hear the birds starting their early spring morning song. I crack my eyes open thinking that it cannot possibly be morning already. I just fell asleep after a very restless and cold night in our tent, high up in the mountains. But, yes, I can just see the first signs of daylight to accompany the excited chirps of the birds.
My best friend Jason and I are away together on our first trekking adventure of the year. The snow has been melting and the signs of spring in the mountains are beginning to show. Green blades of meadow grasses are peaking from under what snow is left and it won’t be long before the flowers make their appearances.
We’ve been best friends for going on four years now. I’m 26 and he’s 28. We met at a local running club. The club met every Thursday evening for group runs, but soon Jason and I started meeting up a couple of times each week for runs together, just the two of us. Pretty quickly after that, me and my girlfriend Christine started having frequent double dates with Jason and his girlfriend Jill. We all got along really well. Christine and Jill really hit it off and were always having aside conversations that didn’t involve me or Jason. And when one had to go to the ladies room, the other followed. Jason and I were both fine using the mens room without the other tagging along. Funny how that works.
We started hanging out on weekends, taking camping and hiking trips together, but that quickly became too uncivilized for the ladies, so they both dropped out of the trips. Eventually Christine started complaining that we never had “alone time” because either Jason, Jill or both of them were “always” at our apartment. I mean, Jason came over at least once a week, and Jill maybe twice a month, so it wasn’t really always. I tried talking to her about it like an adult, explaining that I needed friendship outside of our relationship. She thought she should be enough for me, and if she wasn’t then I wasn’t the man for her. So she dumped me right after New Years this winter.
I still think about her a lot. I wasn’t exactly in love with her, but I enjoyed being with her, especially in bed. She was great in bed. And living together made her available often. She really enjoyed sex, so I hardly ever had to ask for it. She was always ready. I am, however, enjoying my freedom once again. I’m not what you would call a neat freak, but I do keep things tidy and in their place. Christine was a pig. She left her clothes everywhere, there was always toothpaste on the mirror, brushes and curling irons all over the bathroom counter. There was no space for my own shit. Now, the whole space was mine and I’m okay with it. For now.
Apparently Christine and Jill are still great friends. Jill broke up with Jason two weeks ago. They were not living together, so no major shake-up for Jason and his life. He doesn’t seem too disturbed by the break-up and never talks about Jill. I still talk to Christine once in a while when I see her at the gym, but the spark is definitely gone. For both of us, apparently.
I reached over and tapped Jason on the forehead. “Hey. Wake up dumbass. If we’re gonna get going, we need to get up.”
”I’m already awake. I’ve been awake for a while waiting for you to wake up. What was wrong with you last night? You were moving around a lot. Are you feeling okay?”
”Yeah bro, I’m fine. Just anxious about getting this first hike in. And I was freezing all night. I thought it would be a little warmer up here, but there’s still a lot of snow out there and the river’s still covered in ice. We probably should have waited a couple more weeks.”
”Nah”, he said. “I can tell it’s going to be a great day. The sun looks like it’s going to shine and it’ll be warm this afternoon. I’ll get the coffee going.”
He climbed out of his sleeping bag dressed in thermal pants and shirt. He reached for his jacket, unzipped the tent, climbed out and put on this jacket. He stuffed his socked feet into his boots which were sitting just outside. “Damn, these boots are cold, dude. I gotta piss like a horse. I’ll be right back.”
”Yep. Bring me coffee when it’s done.” I joked.
”Fuck that. Get your ass up and start a fire.”
I laughed and said, “I’m working on it”, and I pulled myself out of my bag. I put my hiking pants and shirt on over my thermals and stepped out of the tent. I walked over to the fire ring we had built and stacked some pine needles under some small twigs and lit the fire.
Jason came back and lit the camp stove under the pot of coffee that he had prepared last night. He climbed back in the tent and got dressed.
We sat by the fire and drank our coffee and had some oatmeal for breakfast. I washed up the dishes and cups in a hole that I chipped out of the ice in the narrow river that ran just a few yards from our campsite. The ice was still fairly thick, but beginning to melt quickly. Pretty soon we would have to wade across the river to get to our hiking path. But today, the ice was still solid in the morning temperatures of early spring.
”Ready?” I asked.
”Ready. Let’s get it.”
I put on my day pack which had fruit, protein bars and bottles of water for both of us. We would be back to camp before lunch, so we didn’t need much. Jason led out, walking confidently across the icy river, and I followed. We climbed up the small bank on the opposite side and started our hike up the mountain. It was now nearly eight o’clock and the sun was glorious. The sky was clear, the meadows at the base of the mountain were green with large patches of unmelted snow.
We made it up to the top of the mountain in only an hour and a half. We sat on the ground and ate the fruit and protein bars, talking and enjoying the beautiful view from the summit. We spent about an hour lazing in the spring sunshine. It was an amazing 360 panorama.
”Shall we?” Jason asked.
”Yep, we made good time on the ascent. We should be back to camp by eleven.”
”Yeah. Sounds about right.”
We started down. I led this time. We did, in fact, reach the river in only forty five minutes. It was coming up on 11:15. I crossed over the river and stepped up. The bank on this side was only about a foot high. Just as I put my feet on the camp side of the river, I heard the ice give way under Jason. I turned and watched him drop into the water and disappear under the ice downstream. Just as passed under, his hand shot up and grabbed the edge of the ice, catching himself before he went too far. I jumped into the hole. The water was up to my thighs. I grabbed his hand and started pulling. Fuck, the water was so cold, and Jason was completely submerged and under the sheet of ice. I pulled as hard as I could against the current. It took several seconds, but I got him far enough that he could get his head above the water before drowning. I held him there while he caught his breath. I pulled again, not stopping until he could get his feet under himself. He stood up with a lot of effort. I pushed him toward the bank. He collapsed on the grass and I lifted his legs up onto the ground behind him, then climbed out myself.
”Jason, are you okay?”
He was shivering. Almost convulsing.
”Come on, get up. We have to get you inside to warm up.”
I pulled him up and half carried, half dragged him on his knees to the entrance of the tent. “Take all of your clothes off and leave them outside.” I commanded.
He just shook his head, shivering. He couldn’t do it. I stepped toward him and started pulling off his wet, freezing clothes and dropping them in the grass beside the tent. I’d deal with them later. I needed to get him dry and warm. Now. I pulled off his pants and underwear last. I unzipped the tent and helped him inside. I unzipped his sleeping bag all the way, making it easier for him to get inside. I grabbed a towel and dried him off, starting with his hair. I did the best I could. He was mostly dry. I took off my jacket, then shucked off my top shirt and thermal shirt. “Here, wrap these around your head. They’re warm.” He just looked at me. “Right”, I said. I wrapped them around his head for him. He was so cold he couldn’t move his limbs very well. Certainly not his hands and fingers.
”Get in your bag.”
He slowly crouched down and folded himself into his sleeping bag. Without thinking twice, I pulled off my wet pants and underwear and threw them outside with Jason’s clothes. I unzipped my own sleeping bag. “Turn that way and I’ll get in with you to warm you up.” He turned away from me, onto his left side. I slipped into his bag with him and pulled mine over us. I lay my warm(ish) body against his, making as much contact as I could. He was fucking freezing. We both might get hypothermia just from his ice cold skin. I pulled him in and wrapped my right arm around him, hugging him tight, trying to get the heat from my body into his as quickly as I could. I started shivering with him, but after about ten minutes, I stopped. After another ten or fifteen minutes, he stopped shivering. I only felt an occasional jolt from him.
“Hey. Are you okay?” I asked.
”Yeah. Getting better.”
”Turn towards me. Your back is pretty warm. Let’s get your front warmed up.”
He turned towards me and I pulled him in against me, pressing our bodies together. His front was still pretty cool, but not freezing anymore. His eyes were closed and he was breathing steadily. All of the shivering had stopped now. He was soon breathing the deep breath of sleep.
I wanted to stay awake to make sure he was okay, but apparently I also fell asleep. I suddenly jerked awake. I don’t know how long we were asleep, but it couldn’t have been too long. The sun was high in the sky and it was warm inside the tent. Jason was still in my embrace, awake and looking at me. I looked back for several seconds, making sure his eyes were focusing. “Thanks Brian.” he whispered. “You saved my dumb ass.”
I gave a little grin. He was well enough to have a sense of humor. “Of course, dude. That fucking scared the shit of me, watching you disappear under that ice. I thought I was going to lose you.”
It was then that I realized my right thigh was tucked between his legs, my knee resting against his butt. My right arm was laying along his left thigh, my hand draped lazily, fingers resting on his left butt cheek. I pulled my hand and leg away. “Shit, sorry.”
”It’s okay. I guess we just made ourselves comfortable.” He responded.
”Yeah.”
”It felt nice.” He said. He lifted his left knee. I slipped my leg back between his and nestled my knee back under his butt. I put my hand back, a little more purpose in positioning my hand around his glute. Jason moved in a little closer and I felt something move against my belly. My eyes instinctively glanced down to where his cock would be, even though I obviously would not be able to see it. I furrowed my brow, not out of anger, but confusion. Was he getting hard? “Oh shit.” He said and started rolling away. I held him there, not letting him get away. He looked at me and I slowly put my lips to his. We held there for many seconds adjusting our minds to what was happening before his lips parted and I slipped my tongue inside his mouth. We came apart and looked into each other's eyes, wondering if the other was going to freak out.
He pushed on my shoulder and together we rolled so that I was on my back and he was laying on top of me. Our mouths met again, our tongues wrestling. He began kissing my neck and under my ear. His tongue brushed along the back of my jawline then he sucked my earlobe into his mouth. My ears are one of my erogenous areas and I quickly responded by arching my chest upward. He moved his mouth down my Adam’s apple and between my clavicles, then down to my chest where he flicked my nipple with the tip of his tongue. He came back up and kissed me on my mouth again, then started grinding his cock against my own achingly hard boner.
”So. How is this gonna work?” He asked
I furrowed my brow again. I have to stop doing that. He saw the confusion in my expression and said, “What do we do now? How does this work? I’ve never been with a guy.”
”Neither have I.”
”Haven’t you ever thought about it though?”
“I mean, not really. I never thought I’d be here doing this.”
”Well neither did I. I’m not sure what to do.”
”We just do what comes naturally. We cannot force this. This is new to both of us. Just keep doing what you’re doing and see what happens. We go where our minds lead us.”
”Okay.” He said then started grinding again. He was starting to ooze some precum, and so was I, a lot, so things started getting slippery.
“Kiss me again.” I demanded. He put his tongue back into my mouth, grinding harder and faster. Then he stopped and pulled away again.
He sat up and the top sleeping bag slid down his back and onto my legs. He grabbed our cocks together in his right hand and started stroking them together, using the precum from both of us as lube. “I think I want to try something.”
I looked at him with amused question in my eyes, trying not to furrow my brow again. I put a little grin on my face letting him know I was up for whatever he was thinking. “And what would that be?” I asked.
He didn’t answer. He just slid his butt further down onto my legs and bent over. He hovered his face over my raging, dripping cock. I could tell he was curious, but also nervous about this next step. He slowly extended his tongue and touched it to the drop of precum coming from my dick. He tasted it carefully then licked the precum that was dripping down my shaft. “Oh shit.” I gasped. He licked me a few more times, then opened his mouth and took the head inside. He sucked on the head, then slid his lips down my shaft, dragging his teeth as he went. “Teeth!” I said, as my body jerked in pain.
He came back up. “Sorry.” He went back to it, tucking his teeth behind his lips. He awkwardly stroked my cock with his lips, working his tongue along the bottom side of my shaft. Every once in a while he would come up for air and lick the head. After a few minutes he stopped and looked at me. I had my eyes open, watching my best friend suck my dick. I couldn’t believe it. It was so hot, but also so shocking and confusing. Until just a few minutes ago, having sex with him or any other man had never entered my mind.
He slid back up and laid on top of me, looking me in the eyes. “Are you okay with this?” He asked.
“I am very okay with this. I can’t imagine doing this with anyone else though.”
Then Jason asked me, “How do we decide who’s gonna be the daddy and who’s gonna be the mommy?”
I covered my face with both of my hands and laughed. “You did not just ask me that.”
He shrugged and said, “I really don’t know how this works. I mean, have you ever had anything up your ass?”
”No, I have not. I never thought about it. You?”
”No, but I have thought about it. I’ve heard it feels really good. But I’ve also heard it’s really painful at first.”
”I’ve been propositioned by guys before, but I guess I didn’t have to think about it, because I wasn’t into it and they always wanted to suck my dick or have me fuck them.”
“Okay. I don’t suppose you have any lube in your pack?”
”I wasn’t expecting to have sex this weekend. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex, so no, I don’t have lube.”
”What can we use? Wait! I have coconut oil in my pack that I use to massage my ankle.”
”Are you sure we’re ready for this? Right now we seem like a couple of monkeys trying to fuck a football.”
Jason laughed and said, “We can figure this out. Let me get the oil. I’ll let you fuck me first. If it’s good, maybe we switch?”
”Okay. If you’re up for trying it, my dick says ‘yes’.”
”Oh, is that what it's saying?”
He chuckled and reached for his pack. He found his bag of toiletries and pulled out a small container of rock hard coconut oil. He held in between both hands for a minute trying to soften it a bit. He reached his fingers into the container and dragged out a small chunk of the oil, letting it melt in his palm. Once it had started to soften, he reached for my cock and rubbed the oil on it. He got some more and did it again, reaching around behind him to put a little on his asshole. “You ready?”
”Mm hmm. Are you?”
Still straddling me, he reached behind and held my dick in his hand as he lowered his asshole to the dripping tip. He pushed, making little grimaces and grunts, trying to open himself up to my engorged cock. I’m only about seven inches at my fullest and not too thick, but I was beginning to think this was not going to happen. Not today, anyway. Suddenly I felt the ring of his hole start to open around the head of cock. His eyes went huge and he stopped breathing. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. Jesus!” He started panting like he was about to give birth to a child. He did this for at least a full minute, then stopped and started relaxing. I could feel the grip on my cock starting to loosen a bit. He looked at me with one eye open and smiled. I gave a little chuckle and said, “Stop if you don’t want to do this.”
He shook his head and slowly started pushing himself down again. Once he passed the widest part of my shaft, he sighed and sunk all the way down, his ass against my pelvis, my cock fully inside him. “Mmmmm.” I groaned as he slid down. “Fuck dude, that is tight. You feel so good. Are you okay?”
”Yeah. It’s not so bad after the initial shock.” He slid up my pole and came back down. His eyes went wide again, but he kept moving up and down my slick cock. “Holy fuck. Whenever I reach the bottom, it feels fucking amazing. I guess I understand why this is a thing.”
I laughed again and put my hands on his waist as he started picking up rhythm. And speed. “I don’t know what it feels like for you, but it’s feeling pretty amazing for me too.”
He rode me while I stroked his cock in front of me. His eyes rolled back and he put his hands on my chest. He leaned in and started kissing me again. He started making moans and whimpering sounds. I was starting to think he was getting close to cumming, when without a word, he started shooting his load onto my chest. He stopped breathing again, threw his head back and just squirted rope after rope of hot cum onto my chest and abs. As soon as the first spurt hit me, it sent waves of ecstasy through my body and straight to my dick. “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum.” I started dumping my load deep inside him while he caught his breath.
We were both breathing hard, coming down from the high. We both apparently really needed this. I was hoping it wouldn’t just be a one-off and make things uncomfortable and awkward now.
He leaned in and kissed me some more. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” He said. “You okay?”
“I’m good. That was fucking awesome. Are you okay with what just happened?”
”Yeah. Looking back on our friendship, I think this was kind of inevitable.”
”Really?”
”It just felt really natural and normal to wake up in your arms like that.”
”Yeah, it did.”
”We should be cleaned up and have some lunch. But I think I’m kinda hiked-out for now. I don’t mind staying the rest of the weekend and just hanging out, you know? There’s more we can explore here without ever leaving the campsite.” He winked at me and smiled.
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