I got back to my hotel starving and in need of a shower. The events of the day had consumed me in a way I thought impossible, and over dinner, I thought of nothing but Simon and what he had introduced me to. Six times he fucked me and six times I had shot my load. I had never done that before in my life and I was convinced about the healing properties of the forest because my cock had grown significantly during my time in the forest but as I sat at my table, I could tell my cock had normalised its length and girth without the influence of my feet touching the ground. I resolved in my mind to return the next day, privately toasting my decision-making by ordering a second glass of wine to take onto the hotel patio.
With my glass of wine, I walked onto the patio of the hotel, the warm evening breeze playing with my hair. I was lost in thought when a young man with a boyish grin took the seat opposite me. He had a glow about him that seemed almost otherworldly, and I couldn't help but feel drawn to his youthful energy.
"I'm Adam," he said, extending a hand. His eyes twinkled with mischief.
"Nice to meet you," I responded, taking his hand and exchanging a hearty handshake. "I'm Steve. What finds you here?" I inquired.
"Here? It's the best place I know to explore the New Forest, and don't laugh, but I'm a tree hugger. But not just any trees, Steve. The New Forest has some of the oldest, most majestic ones around." His voice was light, like the rustle of leaves on the wind, and his enthusiasm was infectious.
"Really? It's a funny old life, but I met a tree bather today when out walking. There he was lying naked under a tree, taking in the energy of the forest without a care in the world."
"Cool," Adam responded. "I've never done tree bathing, but I've heard about it. Did you know that tree bathing and tree hugging enhance mental and physical health?"
"I do now from my experience today. Quite revealing I can tell you." giving a knowing smile as I responded.
"Cool mate. Did you feel the healing of the forest with your bare feet?" Adam asked. "You must have felt something, surely?"
"I did, and it wasn't the only thing the forest healed this afternoon, I can tell you."
"Wow, mate, tell me?" Adam insisted.
I took a sip of my wine, the cool liquid sliding down my throat as I recounted the earlier part of my day. "Well, this guy, Simon, he was just lying there, talking about the energy of the trees and how being naked under them could cleanse the soul." I leaned back in my chair, the memory of Simon's skilled hands on my body making me tingle. "It was quite something. I felt so alive, like my senses had been turned up to eleven."
"Wow," was all Adam could say. "And... how about your thingy? Sometimes when I hug a tree, my thingy reacts and... well, it's strange but I feel revitalised in ways I can't describe."
"Thingy? Oh, that thingy. I guess it did respond, but I'm not quite sure if we should be chatting like this."
"It's cool, mate. It's just us chatting," Adam replied. "Every time I go to the woods, my todger grows, and well, don't laugh, but I can spend hours walking through the forest, hard as anything. Sometimes, it even gets painful after a while, but once I put my shoes back on and stop hugging trees, it returns to normal. Perhaps I should shag a tree, if you know what I mean."
I laughed out loud, knowing full well what Adam was saying. "Yep, I get that, and I know what you are saying."
"Did you know, Steve, that Oak trees have male and female flowers growing on the same tree? Male flowers grow in long, dangly clusters and appear between April and May when they release their pollen into the air. The female flowers look like tiny red flower buds between the leaves and branches?"
"Adam, I confess it's never even crossed my mind, but I guess it makes sense," I replied, appreciating the useless information the young man had imparted. "I guess oak trees are bi-sexual," chuckling at my pathetic joke.
"Don't laugh, Steve, it's true and tomorrow I plan to hug some oak trees and feel their vibe," Adam declared. "What are you doing tomorrow?"
"Me? Certainly not tree hugging, I can tell you, but I will return to the forest for a lovely walk under the canopy of branches and leaves."
"Do you mind if I join you on your walk. I might be able to teach you a thing or two?" Adam asked.
I sat there pondering his request while I took a sip of wine. What would happen if I found Simon? What would Adam think? Was Adam an axe murderer? I shook my head, dismissing the axe murderer bit as a step too far in my pondering. "Why not?" I said, feeling a thrill of excitement. "It'll be good to explore the forest with someone who knows it so well."
"I don't know the forest that well," Adam said, "but it will be great to share the energy with someone who appreciates it. See you in the morning," Adam declared, at which point, he knocked his cider back and got up to leave. "Tomorrow morning, then. Shall we say 10 am?"
"Okay, 10 am at the front of the hotel," I confirmed as I watched him walk away.
That night, I slept like a baby, my dreams filled with vivid images of the forest and the exhilarating moments shared with Simon. I saw the oak tree looming above us, the sunlight piercing through the leaves, creating a sacred space for our union. The sensation of Simon's cock inside me played on repeat in my mind, bringing a smile to my face even in sleep. The dreams were so intense, so real, that I woke up more than once, excited and impatient for the day to begin.
Adam was waiting for me as I exited the revolving doors of the hotel. He was dressed like a tree hugger might be in his hippy-type clothes. I, on the other hand, was a little more conventional, wearing shorts and a floral shirt with only sandals to protect my feet.
"Morning, Steve, I'm so excited for the day ahead," Adam said enthusiastically.
"I can tell Adam, and if all goes according to plan, it should be a marvellous day," was all I could say in response.
The walk to the forest was uneventful, but the moment we set foot in the forest, Adam kicked his sandals off, curling his toes on the dry ground. He took a deep breath, his eyes closing for a moment as if in silent communion with the trees around us. Watching him, I felt a sudden urge to do the same, the memory of the previous day's ecstasy making my skin prickle with anticipation.
I had never met a tree hugger before, but in truth, I had never met a tree bather before either, but I watched Adam wrap his arms around the first suitable tree and waited patiently for him to break the embrace, which he did after a couple of minutes.
"Steve, do you feel it?"
"Feel what?" I asked.
"The power, Steve, the energy and the vibe."
"I feel nothing," I said, my voice sounding hollow even to my ears as I stared at the tree trunk before me.
Adam looked over at me, his eyes wide with wonder. "You're not barefoot, Steve," he pointed out gently. "You won't truly feel the forest unless you connect with it."
I looked down at my sandals, feeling a little foolish. Of course, I had missed the most fundamental part of the experience. I slipped them off and felt the earth beneath my feet, the sensation sending a shiver up my spine. The forest floor was cool and slightly damp, and the sensation was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was as if I were being grounded, my body absorbing the energy of the earth and the trees.
"I feel it now, Adam, I do," as I put the sandals in my backpack. Adam, though, had chosen to carry his sandals as we set off into the forest.
As we continued to walk, the vibrancy of the forest grew more pronounced with each step. The light played across the floor as if the sun was winking at us through the leaves. The smells grew stronger, more complex, and with each breath, I felt more alive, more connected to the world around me.
After about thirty minutes, I noticed a change in Adam's gait. He was walking with a slight swagger, his hand frequently straying to his groin, adjusting something. I couldn't help but wonder if he was feeling the same stirrings I was. The thought of his cock growing hard, just like mine, was strangely comforting. It was as if the forest had cast a spell over us.
"You okay, Adam, you seem a bit uncomfortable?" I asked.
Adam looked over at me, a slightly embarrassed smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, it's just...the energy of the forest, you know?"
I nodded, my cock thickening with the surging power of the forest. "I know exactly what you mean," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "It's pretty intense."
Adam stopped walking, his eyes searching the trees around us. "You know, I've heard that sometimes, if you're open to it, the forest can give you what you need." He turned to face me, his gaze intense. "What do you need right now, Steve?"
"Seriously, I need to be less restricted if you get my meaning?" was all I could say to his question.
"Ah, I dig you. Seems you have the same problem I have, Steve," Adam grinned, looking at my shorts. "Let's experience the forest if you know what I mean?" as Adam pushed down his multi-coloured hippy long pants to reveal his a noticeable erection poking out straight under the fabric of his brightly patterned boxer shorts.
"That's better," Adam exclaimed. "A little bit of freedom goes a long way," as he stood there in his hippy-type shirt and boxer shorts, looking at me to follow his lead.
With a deep breath, I pushed down my shorts, the material snagging briefly on my erection. My cock would have bobbed in the air, if the cotton fabric of my briefs hadn't restricted its freedom as Adam's eyes widened as he took in the sight, his grin growing wider. "Wow, you weren't kidding," he murmured appreciatively. “Your cock is really wanting its release from its cotton prison.”
"I have to confess, Adam, I'm definitely impressed with yours. It appears your body responds well to the forest."
"Well, you are not bad yourself, Steve, but they are not the best type of underwear to wear in these circumstances. You look very uncomfortable with your body being so restricted."
"I don't think other walkers would appreciate seeing me if you get my gist. We are still on a major path, but if you fancy a quieter, denser path, we could consider being less restricted."
"Steve, nothing wrong with being natural and at one with nature. I vote for being natural on such a lovely day, and besides, we've been walking for thirty minutes and haven't seen anyone yet."
"I get that, but I just think we should be more circumspect because we are both aroused, and we might offend other people's sensibilities."
"Well, you can do as you wish, but I'm going to enjoy my freedom." And with that statement, Adam pulled off his shirt and then pushed his boxer shorts down, allowing them to fall to the ground, his cock now free, standing almost to attention at, I guessed, ten or eleven inches.
"Wow, Adam, I'm officially impressed."
"Cheers, Steve," Adam said as he scooped up his clothes, rolling them into a bundle only to hide them behind a secluded tree along with his sandals, only to hug the tree, thanking it for looking after his clothes for the day.
I couldn't resist staring at Adam's cock. “My god, it's huge,” I muttered to myself as I pulled my shirt over my head, followed by slipping my tighty whities down, only to step out of them, rolling them up and putting them in my backpack along with my sandals.
"Not bad, not bad," Adam said as he looked at me. "And you're circumcised as well. I love circumcised cocks. Perhaps we shall get acquainted later, but in the interim, hide your backpack with my stuff. It will be fine."
"Okay, I shall and thanks for the compliment. It's nice to know someone appreciates me," I chuckled in response.
I followed Adam's lead and stowed my backpack with our clothes behind the tree. The coolness of the earth against my bare skin was a stark contrast to the heat of the day, and I felt a sudden sense of freedom that was both liberating and slightly awkward. We continued our journey into the forest, our nakedness feeling less strange with each step we made.
The path grew narrower and more secluded, the trees closing in around us like ancient sentinels guarding the secrets of the wood. We walked side by side, our erections bobbing slightly with each step, the air charged with an unspoken tension that was both electrifying and a little intimidating.
Adam stopped abruptly, his eyes lighting up as he spotted another suitable tree for his embrace. He practically leapt towards it, his body moving with a grace that belied his size. I watched him for a moment, his skin seemingly glowing with vitality as he wrapped his arms around the thick trunk, his cock brushing against the bark, depositing a little bit of precum. “Come on, Steve, try it.”
Taking a deep breath, I approached the tree next to him, feeling a bit self-conscious as I reached out to hug it. The bark was rough and warm against my bare chest, and for a second, I wondered if this was all just a bunch of nonsense. But then, something strange happened. A tingle began at the base of my spine and slowly radiated outwards, filling me with a sense of peace and belonging. My erection, which had slightly wilted in the face of my uncertainty, grew firm again. I closed my eyes and let the energy of the tree wash over me, feeling my cock pulse with newfound life.
"Do you know, you two are like a herd of elephants marching through the woods. You couldn't make more noise if you tried, and....nice bottoms boys."
I spun around, my heart racing, and there he was, Simon, the very man who had introduced me to the art of tree bathing. He was naked, his cock standing proud and firm as ever. He was smiling broadly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Steve, who's your friend?" he called out.
"Ah, Simon, this is Adam," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. "Adam, this is Simon, the man I told you about."
Adam's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Simon's naked form, his gaze lingering on Simon's cock for a second too long. "Wow," he breathed. "You're huge."
"And you're a tree hugger," Simon said, his voice warm and welcoming. "I see the forest has blessed you both today."
We all shared a laugh, the tension of our encounter dissipating into the warm summer air. Adam took a step closer to Simon, his hand reaching out tentatively to touch the bark of the tree. "It's true," he murmured. "I've never felt so alive."
"Well, why don't we find a quieter spot?" I suggested, glancing around nervously. "We don't want to scare off any wildlife or, worse, bump into a family out for a walk."
Simon nodded in agreement, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "I know just the place," he said, leading us deeper into the forest, “where we can have some serious fun. You guys up for it?”
“Definitely,” I responded as Adam just worked it out.
“You two weren’t just tree bathing yesterday, were you?” Adam asked.
“Tree bathing comes in all forms, including letting the forest guide you, and yesterday, the forest demanded we share our bodies in the most natural way possible,” Simon answered, “which we did.”
As we moved through the trees, our bodies brushing against the foliage, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within me. Adam's cock had grown even harder, and I could feel mine pulsing in time with his as we walked. Simon’s cock was constantly poking up towards the canopy of the forest with a hint of precum leaking as it bobbed from his stride when finally, we arrived at a small clearing, the sunlight dappling through the leaves above us, creating a patchwork of light and shade on the forest floor. Simon led us to the centre, where a particularly large oak tree stood, its branches reaching out like welcoming arms.
"This is it," he said, his voice low and reverent. "The heart of the forest."
Adam and I exchanged a look, and I knew we were both thinking the same thing as Simon asked, "I have two fine bottoms to enjoy if you are both up for it? Any special requests?"
Adam looked over at me, his eyes filled with excitement and curiosity. I felt a thrill run through me as I nodded my consent. "Why not?" I said, feeling the forest's energy pulse through my body.
Adam quickly mentioned, “We didn’t bring any lube with us.”
“Guys, nothing to worry about. I did,” producing a bottle of natural linseed oil harvested from flax that grows in the forest, pouring a small drop onto the tip of his cock, allowing it to run down the shaft.
Adam smiled in response to Simon’s forward thinking, as he stepped over to the oak tree, his cock bobbing slightly with each step. He bent over a low branch, his ass high in the air. The sun glinted off his skin, making it look like he was glowing. I knelt before him, taking in the size of his erection. It was impressive, larger than Simon’s, and I worried I might not be able to take it all.
With a sense of purpose, I leaned in and took the head of Adam's cock in my mouth. It was warm and firm, and I felt a strange sense of power as I began to suck him off. His breathing grew ragged, and he moaned softly as I worked him over. Meanwhile, I could see Simon approaching Adam from behind, his cock oiled and ready.
Simon knelt behind Adam, his tongue tracing a wet path around his tight hole. Adam's eyes went wide, and he let out a gasp as Simon's fingers slid inside him, preparing him for what was to come. I watched, transfixed, as Simon worked his magic, his movements deliberate and skilled. Adam's body began to relax, and his moans grew louder as he grew accustomed to the sensation.
Simon looked up at me, his eyes dark with lust. "You're next," he murmured before turning his attention back to Adam. He positioned his cock, which was now thick and slick with oil, and pushed it slowly inside him. Adam's body tensed, and he let out a guttural groan that was part pleasure, part pain. I could feel my arousal growing as I watched the scene unfold before me.
Adam took a few deep breaths, his hands gripping the branch tightly. "Oh fuck," he groaned as Simon began to move, his hips pumping steadily. I felt a strange kinship with him, knowing all too well the feeling of being filled by Simon's cock. I wanted more, needed more, and I knew that when Simon was done with Adam, he would give it to me.
The sounds of their lovemaking filled the clearing, the rustle of leaves and the distant call of birds providing a natural soundtrack to their passion. I stroked my cock, feeling the beginnings of a powerful orgasm build within me. I didn't want to cum yet, not without Simon inside me.
As Simon picked up the pace, Adam's moans grew more frantic. It was clear that he was on the edge, his body trembling with each thrust. And then, with a final, desperate cry, Adam came, spurting his cum into my mouth. I swallowed all of it, savouring the taste of him as I watched
Simon continue to pound away, his orgasm drawing near and then, Simon groaned, muttering, “My god, I’m cumming,” as he climaxed providing comfort and warmth as he flooded Adam’s body. Simon stood upright, his cock still inside Adam, as he looked at me. “Your turn, Steve”.
Simon pulled out of Adam and gestured for me to take his place. I eagerly stepped forward, my body humming with anticipation as I bent over the branch next to Adam, who hadn’t stood up yet after his pounding.
Simon whispered sweet nothings into my ear, his hands running over my skin like a gentle breeze. Using the natural oil he prepared my anus, and I felt his fingers push inside me, stretching me out in preparation for his cock.
The moment he entered me, I let out a moan that seemed to echo through the forest. It was everything I had been craving since the moment we had parted ways yesterday. The sensation was overwhelming; a mix of pleasure and pain that only served to heighten my arousal. Simon began to move, his rhythm slow and steady, building the tension with each stroke.
As we fucked, the forest came alive around us. It was as if the trees were watching, the very air charged with sexual energy. I could feel the vibrations of our union resonating through me, amplifying my pleasure. The world narrowed to just the two of us, lost in our passion, our bodies moving in perfect harmony with the natural world.
Adam watched us, his eyes hooded with desire. He stroked his cock, which had not gone soft, the forest doing its magic, and I knew that he was considering whether to join us as he stood up.
Without a word, Adam approached us, his hand reaching out to grip Simon's shoulder. Simon paused, looking over his shoulder at the younger man, his expression questioning. Adam didn't need words; he bent down and kissed Simon, his hands moving to cut the warden's ass. Simon groaned into the kiss, his hips pushing into me as Adam's hand searched for the oil.
Adam's hand slid between Simon's cheeks, his fingers probing the tight hole. Simon's breath hitched, and he pulled out of me slightly, allowing Adam to line his cock up with Simon's ass. With a gentle push, Adam began to enter Simon, the sound of their bodies meeting mingling with the rustle of leaves and the distant call of a bird.
The sensation was indescribable as I felt Simon's cock thicken and stretch me open further as Adam filled him. The three of us were connected in a dance as old as the forest itself, a primal mating that seemed to resonate with the very earth beneath us.
Adam took his time, inching into Simon slowly, allowing him to adjust to the size. Simon's hands tightened on my hips, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Adam pushed deeper. When Adam was in, he paused, and I could feel Simon's cock pulsing inside me as he absorbed the huge cock that Adam continued to shove into him.
The two men began to move together, their bodies in perfect sync, fucking in a way that was both tender and raw. The sounds of their union grew louder, the forest seeming to hold its breath in anticipation of our climax.
I had never felt so alive, so connected to the world around me. The sun warmed my back, and the smell of the earth filled my nostrils as I felt the beginnings of an orgasm build within me. Simon was pounding my g-spot and my body was reacting as if the trees were cheering us on, their leaves whispering encouragement.
With a final, guttural roar, Simon came again, filling me with his hot seed as he reached around to stroke my cock. My orgasm hit me like a bolt of lightning, my body convulsing with pleasure as I shot my load onto the forest floor. Simon kept pumping me, releasing more seed with each thrust and in turn, my cock pumped more seed onto the forest floor in quantities I had never experienced before.
Adam, though, was still pounding Simon, his ten inches sliding in and out in time with Simon. I couldn't see Adam properly, but I could hear him as Simon continued to fuck me. Adam’s groans suggested he was near his climax, and then a loud groan came from Adam as he climaxed, shooting his load into Simon.
The two men leaned into each other, their bodies slick with sweat and oil, their breathing heavy and ragged. I felt a strange sense of pride that I had been the conduit for their connection, as Simon slipped out of my body, bending down to kiss my back while cum started to leak out of my hole. I was in heaven, and the forest ensured I was ready to take more of them.
Adam pulled out of Simon, his cock glistening with cum. He stepped over to me, his erection bobbing slightly with each step as I remained bent over the oak tree’s branch. He positioned himself behind me, and I felt the head of his cock nudge against my still-pulsating hole and with a gentle push, he slid inside, filling me up once again.
As Adam began to fuck me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the sheer size of him. His cock was like nothing I had ever experienced before, and the way he moved, with a gentle confidence that belied his youth, was intoxicating. I pushed back into him, eager for more, my moans mingling with the sounds of the forest.
Simon turned his attention to Adam, his cock still hard and demanding, covered in cum from fucking me. He whispered something into the young man's ear, something that made Adam's eyes go wide with excitement. Before I knew it, Simon was behind Adam, his cock pressing against the younger man's still-tender entrance. Adam leaned into me, his body shaking slightly as he braced himself.
With both hands on Adam's hips, Simon began to push into him, his movements slow and deliberate. Adam's eyes squeezed shut, and he let out a low whine that grew louder as Simon filled him. I listened in amazement as the two men found a rhythm, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as Adam fucked me and Simon fucked Adam.
Adam's grip on me tightened as Simon's cock slammed into him, his hips bucking forward to meet each thrust. I could feel the tremors of his orgasm building, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. And then, with a final, desperate push, Adam came, his semen spurting into my body in a warm wave as he hit my g-spot forcing my body to react as I climaxed, pumping my cum onto the leaf-covered ground in what could only be described as a flow of semen instead of the normal spurts.
Simon continued to pump into Adam until he groaned loudly, shooting his semen into the younger man. Spent and gasping for breath, he leaned in and kissed the younger man, their tongues dancing together as they shared the taste of each other's passion. I felt a strange sense of longing, watching them, wishing I could be a part of that intimate moment.
Adam's cock slipped out of me with a wet pop, and I could feel the void left behind. My climax had been intense, but listening to the two men together had brought me to a new level of arousal. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of the scene before me.
Simon's cock, still thick and slick with our combined juices, pulled out of Adam with a soft groan. Adam leaned back into him; their bodies entwined like two branches of the same tree. They kissed deeply, the lust between them palpable, as if the forest itself had conjured it.
I watched them, my body still quivering from the intense pleasure of our threesome. The sight of them together, their muscles flexing and skin glowing with sweat, was almost too much to bear as I felt my legs give out, and I collapsed to the ground, my back hitting the soft cushion of leaves and moss beneath me. "I tell you guys, its thirsty work all this fucking, has anyone got some water for me to drink?"
Simon was the first to respond, "Adam, Steve's thirsty, shall we sort him out?"
Adam was taken aback by Simon's suggestion but soon grasped the meaning of Simon's question. "I think we can do that. You game on, Steve?"
"Oh, absolutely, I’m game on," I said, rolling over onto my knees, my spent body feeling revitalised by the thought of their shared release.
Simon and Adam stepped closer, their faces a picture of excitement and hunger. They positioned themselves in front of me, their erect cocks pointing towards the sky. With a shared nod, they began to urinate, their warm streams cascading down over my face and chest. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced, both humiliating and thrilling at the same time. The water was warm and comforting, like a gentle summer rain on my skin. I opened my mouth, letting the salty liquid wash over my tongue and down my throat, feeling it replenish my fluids and cleanse me of the sweat and cum that had been drying on my skin.
As the golden shower continued, I watched the arcs of their urine intersect, creating a mesmerising pattern against the dappled sunlight. It was a strange, almost ritualistic moment, and I felt a deep connection to both of them as we shared in this taboo act of nature.
Adam's stream grew weaker, his bladder emptying as he finished. He stepped aside, his eyes never leaving mine, a smug smile playing on his lips as he watched the waterfall from Simon's cock continue to soak me. Simon's stream grew stronger, the force of it pushing my hair back as it spattered against my forehead and cheeks.
When Simon had finished, he stepped back, his cock still erect. "There," he said with a chuckle. "That should do it."
I looked up at them both, my face and body glistening in the sunlight. "Thank you," I murmured, feeling oddly reverent as I dropped onto the ground again under the oak tree.
Simon and Adam lay down on either side of me, their warm hands coming to rest on my chest, sticky with our shared fluids. The touch was gentle and reassuring, grounding me to the earth as the sounds of the forest grew softer, wrapping us in a cocoon of peace. The rustle of leaves above became a gentle lullaby, the distant calls of birds the sweetest serenade.
The forest ensured our erections remained steadfast, as if the very essence of the forest itself had willed them to stand tall and proud. Each time one of them would lean in to kiss me, their cocks would graze against my skin, sending sparks of pleasure through my body. I could feel the sticky trails of cum that had been left behind, a testament to our passionate union.
But it was Simon who made the first move, his body craving more as he rolled onto my body, positioning himself so that I could feel the warmth of his ass pressing down onto my still-hard cock. His movements were deliberate and sure, as if he had been born to do this very act under the watchful gaze of the ancient oak. He used the slickness of our combined fluids as lubrication, sliding down onto my shaft with an almost surreal smoothness.
Adam watched us, his chest rising and falling with deep, even breaths, his erection refusing to wilt despite the intensity of his recent climax. His eyes held a mix of awe and hunger as he took in the sight of Simon riding me, his seed coating my torso as it dripped from his cock. He didn't move, but his gaze never left us, his hand idly stroking himself as he took in the sight of our union.
The sun had moved slightly in the sky, casting new patterns of light and shadow across the clearing. As Simon began to rock his hips, I felt the warmth of his body enveloping mine, the muscles of his ass flexing and releasing with each movement. His moans grew louder, the sound of his pleasure mixing with the gentle rustle of leaves above us. The oak tree stood tall and proud, its branches arching over us like a natural cathedral, witnessing our sacred bond.
With each thrust, I felt myself getting closer to the edge. The forest seemed to be urging us on, whispering sweet nothings of encouragement and lust into our ears. Adam's hand grew more insistent on his cock, his eyes glazed over with desire as he watched Simon and me become one.
As Simon's movements grew more frantic, his hands digging into my chest, I could feel my orgasm building again. It was a slow crescendo, each pulse of my cock inside him sending waves of pleasure through me. Adam leaned in, his breath hot against my neck as he whispered, "I want to feel you both inside me."
The words sent a bolt of lust through me, and I knew that we were about to embark on a new chapter of our shared experience. The three of us, bound by the forest's power, were ready to explore the depths of our sexuality in a place where we truly belonged.
Simon's smile grew wider as he felt my climax approaching, his cock still hard and eager for more. He leaned back, his body shuddering as he took my orgasm, his ass clenching around me in a delicious embrace. I couldn't hold back, and with a guttural groan, I released into him, my cum mixing with the sweat and semen already coating my stomach. He continued to ride me, extracting all my semen through his thrusts until he was satisfied, I had offloaded everything I could.
With a graceful motion, Simon lifted off me, his hole glistening with my cum. He turned to Adam, who was watching us with a look of pure hunger. "So, you want a taste of the wilderness, do you?" Simon said, his voice thick with desire. "you want to feel both of us inside you for a final fuck?"
"I do," was all Adam could say.
Simon lay back on the soft moss, his body stretched out like a god in repose. His cock stood proudly erect, a testament to his endless appetite for pleasure. Adam straddled him, his eyes never leaving mine as he reached back and took hold of Simon's length. With a grace that belied his inexperience, he positioned himself over Simon's cock and lowered his body until he was fully seated.
Adam let out a deep moan as he took Simon's entire length, his eyes fluttering closed with the intensity of the sensation. Simon's hands gripped Adam's hips, guiding him into a rhythm that was both slow and steady. I could see the pleasure etched on both their faces, and my cock grew hard again at the sight of them joined together.
Moving closer, I positioned myself behind Adam, my cock poised at his tight hole. The anticipation was almost unbearable as I pushed the tip of my cock into him, feeling the heat and pressure of Simon's cock through the thin barrier of his flesh. Adam's eyes went wide with a mix of surprise and pleasure as I began to ease myself inside, filling him up alongside Simon.
The three of us groaned in unison as our bodies became one. The pressure was intense, and I had to be careful not to go too deep too quickly. Adam's muscles tensed around us, and I could feel him adjusting to the fullness of our combined girth. Simon's gaze met mine, and I knew he was feeling the same sense of awe and connection that I was.
We began to move in sync, our hips rocking together as we claimed Adam's body. The sounds of our lovemaking filled the clearing, echoing through the trees. Adam's moans grew louder, his body moving with ours in a dance that seemed choreographed by the forest itself. The moss beneath us grew damp with our sweat and the juices of our passion.
Our movements grew more urgent, the tension between us building to a crescendo. The forest seemed to be holding its breath, waiting for us to reach the peak of our shared ecstasy. Adam's body trembled, his orgasm approaching as he slammed down onto our cocks, impaling himself with each thrust.
I felt the first stirrings of my climax, and I knew that Simon was close as well. Our bodies moved faster, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. Adam's hole was tightening around us, milking us for every drop of pleasure we had to give. And then, with a roar that seemed to shake the very earth beneath us, we came together, our cum spilling into Adam in a hot, sticky rush as he climaxed shooting a huge load of semen up Simon's chest, only to hit his face and hair with strands of cum almost whipping him from the pressure of his ejaculation.
The clearing was filled with the scent of sex and sweat, a heady perfume that seemed to fuel our desires even further. As we pulled out of Adam, his body collapsed onto Simon's, their limbs entangled in a heap of satisfaction. So much cum leaked out from Adam, the flow both surprising and arousing and I scooped up some of it, only to rub it on Adam's back as I lay on the ground watching the continued flow from Adam's hole.
We lay there for a moment, our hearts pounding in time with the beat of the earth, our breaths mingling with the whispers of the leaves above. The sun had moved further across the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over our spent forms. It was a moment of pure, unfiltered connection, one that we would remember for the rest of our lives.
Slowly, we disentangled ourselves, our bodies sticky with each other's fluids. We shared a knowing smile, a silent acknowledgement of the bond that had been forged between us in the heart of the forest. "I have to go, I'm afraid, guys," Simon said, breaking the silence between us.
As Simon pulled on his clothes, a sadness overcame us. We had become so attuned to each other, so in sync with the natural rhythms of the forest, that the thought of returning to civilisation seemed almost unbearable. Adam stepped forward and placed a hand on the ancient oak tree's trunk, his eyes closing as if in silent communion with the natural world. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion. "Thank you for this incredible experience."
The tree seemed to sigh in response, its branches swaying slightly in the breeze. It was a gentle reminder that we were not alone in this clearing, that the forest itself had been a participant in our lovemaking, a silent witness to our deepest desires and most primal instincts.
Simon looked at us, his eyes softening as he saw the longing in our faces. He knew what we were feeling; he had felt it countless times before. With a sigh, he leaned in and kissed each of us deeply, his tongue slipping into our mouths to taste the essence of our passion. "Perhaps we'll meet again," he whispered, his voice filled with hope.
As he disappeared into the foliage, Adam and I stood naked, our cocks still erect, our hearts still racing from the intensity of our encounter. We knew that the walk back to our clothes would be an interesting one, our bodies still singing with the echoes of our shared pleasure.
Our eyes met, and a shared mischief sparked in our gazes. Without a word, we both turned and began to make our way back through the woods, our hard-ons leading the way. The sun had begun to set, casting the forest in a warm, amber light that bathed our skin and made our bodies glow.
The shadows grew longer, and the air grew cooler as we walked, but we didn't feel the chill. Our arousal was like a fire within us, keeping us warm and alive to the world around us. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig underfoot, seemed to hold the promise of another encounter, another chance to lose ourselves in the embrace of nature.
The path grew narrower, the trees closing in around us as if to protect us from the outside world. Our breaths grew shallow, our hearts pounding in anticipation of what might come next. And as the last of our inhibitions fell away, we allowed our hands to roam, exploring each other's bodies as we moved through the underbrush.
Adam's hand found my ass, his fingers probing gently as he stepped closer. His cock brushed against my leg, leaving a trail of pre-cum that made me shiver. "Do you think we'll find something to do before we get back?" he asked, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
I chuckled, feeling a renewed surge of desire. "I'm sure we'll find something," I said, reaching down to stroke his cock. "The forest has a way of providing the strength we need."
And with that, I dropped onto all fours, inviting Adam to take me.
Adam's eyes gleamed with excitement as he dropped to his knees, his cock pointing straight for my ass. He didn't hesitate, plunging into me with a fervour that had me gasping for air. Each thrust was like a declaration of war, a battle cry that echoed through the forest as we claimed it as our own.
The ground was uneven, littered with twigs and leaves, but the pain only served to heighten the pleasure. His cock filled me, stretching me open as he fucked me with an almost frightening intensity. I could feel his balls slapping against my thighs, the slickness of our combined cum making the whole experience even more intense.
Adam's hands were everywhere, gripping my hips tightly as he pulled me back onto him, pushing deeper with each stroke. I could feel the tension in his body, his muscles tensing as he approached his climax. The forest around us seemed to pulse with energy, the very earth beneath us trembling with the force of our passion.
As he reached his peak, I felt his cock swell inside me, and with a final, powerful thrust, he came. His hot seed filled me up, and I could feel it leaking out onto the mossy ground beneath us. The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but moan, my body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
But we weren't done yet. The hunger in our eyes told the rest of the story. We needed to feel each other's heat, to become one with the forest in every way possible. With a grin, Adam pulled out, his cum dripping from my ass like a declaration of victory. "Your turn," he panted, his eyes never leaving mine as I turned to face him, his cock still rock-hard and glistening with our combined fluids as I lay down to receive him.
I didn't need to be asked twice. He straddled me, my erection bobbing with excitement as I positioned myself under his arse. With one swift movement, he lowered himself onto me. Adam's eyes rolled back in his head, his hands coming up to grip my shoulders as I began to move, my hips rising and falling in a rhythm that seemed to resonate with the heartbeat of the forest itself.
Our bodies moved as one, our breaths mingling in the stillness of the woods. The trees watched us, their leaves whispering sweet nothings of encouragement as we sought to reach the zenith of our shared pleasure. Adam's cock was like a rod of iron, sticking out in front of his body and my rob pounded his body as he rode me. Our energy and arousal seemed almost supernatural as we united in the physical act of making love in the forest that had certainly changed us.
The world outside the clearing faded away, leaving us in a bubble of passion and desire. The only sounds were our moans and grunts, the slap of skin on skin, and the gentle rustle of leaves as we fucked with the abandon of wild animals. The air was thick with the scent of our arousal, a musky, earthy smell that seemed to intoxicate us further.
Our movements grew more erratic, our breathing more ragged, as we approached our final climax. Adam's fingers dug into my skin, his body arching up as he met each of my thrusts. I could feel the tension building in him, his muscles tightening around my cock as he held back his orgasm, waiting for me.
With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth, Adam came, his cum spurting out in a hot, sticky mess that painted my chest and stomach. I followed him over the edge, his body shaking with the force of his release. Four or five times I felt my body spurt semen into him, while his cock continued to flow with cum, pooling in my belly button like a silvery lake. We collapsed into each other's arms, our hearts pounding in unison, our breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
The forest held us in its embrace, our bodies sticky and spent. Our love had been a wild, untamed thing, and it had left us both feeling alive in a way that we had never felt before. We lay there, our hearts slowly returning to their normal rhythms, the coolness of the earth beneath us a stark contrast to the heat of our passion as I started to piss, the gush of water flowing onto my stomach and chest. I slightly rolled towards Adam, the flow moving onto his body, and while my water flowed, we kissed, with a passion that surprised me. He too started his own golden shower, the rush of warm water hitting our heads as we remained together, our mouths exploring each other, as our hair and faces became wet from his powerful flow.
With the last drops of the golden shower, we caught our breath, sharing a knowing smile, a silent understanding that we had tapped into something primal and untamed. The forest had claimed us, marked us as its own, and we would carry the memories of this day with us.
Adam was the first to break the stillness, his body still quivering from the intensity of our encounter. He reached for my hand and helped me to my feet. The earth felt different beneath my feet, as if it had shifted to accommodate our newfound connection. We resumed our walk, our bodies sticky with the evidence of our passion. Each step was a gentle reminder of what we had shared as cum dribbled from our bodies and the urine drying in the fading heat of the day.
Eventually, we found our clothes and we slowly slipped on our underwear in an attempt to restore our modesty. My tighty-whities were damp with Adam's cum, the fabric sticking to my thighs with every movement. I glanced over at him, his boxer shorts bearing a similar stain, a testament to the power of our lovemaking.
"Back to reality, huh?" Adam said with a laugh, his voice still a little shaky. "But maybe we can take a bit of this magic back with us."
"Yeah, I think we can but a shower at the hotel sounds pretty good too," I said, chuckling as I wiped a smear of cum from my chin.
Adam slid into his shorts, and I could see the damp patch spreading as he adjusted himself, his cock still half-hard from our escapade. I pulled on my shorts, feeling the warmth of his cum against my skin. It was a strange, intimate feeling that made me feel both vulnerable and powerful.
"You're right," Adam said, his voice still a little breathless. "A shower does sound nice.
The walk back to the hotel was a mix of awkwardness and excitement. Our conversation was light, filled with the occasional double-entendre that had us both smirking. The tension between us was palpable, the memory of our encounter a constant presence.
As we emerged from the forest, the sight of the hotel's lights was a stark reminder of the world we had left behind. But we knew that we had found something special in those woods, something that would always be a part of us, no matter where our paths might lead.
And as we stepped into the shower together back at the hotel, the warm water cascading over our bodies, we couldn't help but hope that the magic of the forest had followed us but as our hands roamed over each other's skin, our eyes locked in a silent promise to seek out the wildness again, we realised that our cocks were now flaccid for the first time in hours. In that moment, we felt exhausted, drained of every fluid our bodies could produce. There was only one option, and I took it. I picked Adam up and carried him to bed, dropping him on the clean sheets as I nestled next to him with my head on his chest.
As I played with his pubic hair, we both drifted off to sleep, our dreams taking us on a journey filled with the memories of the most amazing day.
