My friend 'Joe' and I, along with his family, go camping every summer. His family owns some property in the mountains, and on the bank of the river running through it is a tiny cabin. It only has one bedroom with a huge bed, a living room with a couch and a little kitchen.
Last week, Joe called me up and said he and his dad were going up to the cabin for the weekend. 'Just us guys, you know? Leave our girls down in town for the weekend.' It sounded like a plan to me.
Joe and I rode up together in his car, his father in the truck ahead of us with all our gear in back. The whole ride up we talked about my girlfriend and his fiance, who are best friends by the way. His wife is very attractive, and he loves bragging about their escapades. I told him about all of the good times my girlfriend and I had been having lately, mostly involving a new shower head and some massage oils...anyway.
When we got to the cabin, we unloaded the gear and cooked a big dinner. Joe's dad, Luke, headed into the bedroom, and Joe and I passed out on the couch. I love camping.
The next day, I scanned the living room, surprised to see Joe wasn't sprawled out on the couch. I was in my boxer-briefs, and sporting a glorious morning-wood as I headed into the bathroom. I opened the door and was enveloped in steam. I didn't realize the shower was running until it was too late and I was standing in the bathroom.
'Morning Adam!' It was Luke in the shower. He's a pretty attractive guy, I'd say maybe 65. He has lots of curly chest hair, a huge chest and tight stomach. I couldn't see his package clearly through the opaque shower curtain, but I could see he was stroking it.
'Oh, sorry Luke!' I headed towards the door.
'No worries. I'll be out in a minute.'
'Where's Joe?' I asked through the door from the living room.
'Nancy (his fiance) called early this morning. I guess she's pregnant. Joe headed into town to celebrate.'
I was pouring coffee in the kitchen when I heard the shower turn off. I went back into the living room and sat on the couch, facing the bathroom door. It opened and there he stood, in all his glory.
He had a tight pair of black briefs on, his package practically bursting the seams. He had a funny kind of smile on his face. 'You caught me.' He said in a laugh.
'Yeah, sorry about that.' Even though I was so turned on at this point that it didn't even matter. My underwear was bulging too, and I kept catching his eyes darting back and forth between my face and my goods.
'I know what you can do to make up for it.' He swaggered over to the couch and sat next to me. 'You ever done anything like this before?'
'Not with anyone older than me.'
'Did you and Joe ever?'
'Once or twice in college.' I said. I could see it was turning him on.
'He's too busy with Nancy now.' He reached down and started rubbing his shaft through the briefs. I shifted and knelt down on the floor in front of him, and he ran his foot up my thigh and started rubbing my sack and taint. I pulled his underwear off and found a thick, 8in cock with a plump, purple head. His balls were huge and hung low and hairy. I spat into my hand and started stroking.
When he started moaning and bucking his hips, I slowed down and started massaging his balls, slowly running my hand back towards his ass. I could feel his cheeks clenching up as I massaged around the hole, starting in stroking again with my left hand. He wrapped his legs around my back, and with a moan shot 4 huge ropes of hot cum all over my chest. 3 squirts followed. He grabbed my hand and sucked the rope off of my index finger.
He looked at me and smiled, 'your turn' he said.
I'll save that story for next time.