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Encounter on a Mountain

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Encounter on a Mountain by ComfyEros (comfyeros@yahoo.com)It happened in a thunderstorm on the Appalachian trail. I was hiking with my wife and another couple. I lagged behind to take a pee. The problem is, when the storm clouds rolled in, I couldn't see the trail markers well enough to find them. I wound up across a small valley from them. And then torrential rain soaked me through. I kept walking and eventually found a small hiker's hut. The rain pounded for an hour. And then this older guy, maybe 50, comes hiking down the trail, oblivious of the rain. I said hello, and he smiled as he stepped into the hut. Lovely day? he asked, all cheery. If you say so, I replied. Then he did the oddest thing. He started to take his clothes off. He stood next to the bench I was sitting on, and took off his shirt, shoes, and socks. He sat on the bench on the other side of the hut to rub his feet for a minute. Then he stood again and said, I hope you don't mind, but I really need to rinse these clothes out. The rain is an excellent way to do it. I said, okay, no problem. He stood there and slid off his shorts and underwear. He quickly took all his clothes and stood in the rain, soaking them and wringing them, over and over. Finally, he came back in and hung them on a beam. Then he sat on his bench, massaging his legs. He was twisting his neck and shoulders as if he was in pain. You okay? I asked. Yeah, he said, just unbelievably stiff. Then he made a joke, You don't happen to be a masseuse, would you? I was hesitant, but finally answered, Oddly enough, I am a physical therapist, You need some release on your neck and shoulders? He stopped and looked at me. You're serious? he asked. I nodded and shrugged. Okay, then, he said and turned to the side. I knelt on the bench behind him and worked out the kinks in his shoulders. He breathed hard and then steady as his pain subsided. As I kneaded his muscles, I couldn't help looking down and seeing his cock. It was shaved to a furry softness. It was cut and shrunk in the cold. The interesting thing was his head; it was large and deep purple. As he relaxed, I saw it start to come to life. Okay, how's that? I asked. He thanked me and laid down. In a minute he was sleeping. In another minute, his cock hardened. I was embarrassed for him. What if more people stopped by? No one did, though. So I just watched. I'm heterosexual, at least that's what I thought I was before this. I do enjoy looking at cocks, but had never touched one since early childhood experiments. He was deep in sleep and started moaning and then mumbling, Touch it, hold it, that's so nice. I started to get a hardon. It didn't seem likely that he would notice, so I pulled out my cock and started stroking. I looked down the trail both ways and couldn't see anybody slogging through the rain, so I felt safe. When I looked back inside, he was looking at me through sleepy eyes. That's so nice, he said. He reached towards me. I froze but then realized there was no longer any reason to be embarrassed. He had seen mine and I had seen his. And no one was going to know. I stepped over to him and held his hand, leading it to my cock, then his other hand. I helped them to caress my balls and my cock. Then I let him take over. So very nice, he said with a smile. He sat up and pulled me closer. I pulled my pants off and sat next to him. We both sat back and pulled our feet off the ground and set them on the edge of the bench. Then I said, That's very nice, that big purple head. I reached over with both hands and grabbed his thighs, pulling them far apart as I relaxed my legs wide open, too. Then I grabbed his cock. I was surprised how warm it was. And his balls were incredibly soft with furry hair. I saw some pre-cum spilling out of the top, so I smeared that down under his head with one finger and massaged the pleasure spot. More pre-cum came out for him and for me. We both started breathing hard as we stroked those small smoothest of places. I came first. I had sex with my wife just that morning, so I didn't have a full load. But the pleasure was fantastic. I screamed twice as a teaspoon of cum burbled out in three little bursts. He caught it and quickly lubricated my cock, giving me a slow wet stroking until I relaxed. Then he helped himself. He took the cum on his hands and lathered it on himself. I helped and smeared it all over his large purple head. Then I got up and knelt in front of him. I am paranoid about disease and told him. He said, No problem. But that didn't stop me from getting much closer. I leaned in and nuzzled his balls, kissed them, and then licked them a little. That sent him over the edge. I knelt straight up, a little closer, and concentrated on keeping his pleasure spot lubricated. I used every square inch of my hands and fingers to slide up and down his cock as his hips tightened and he moaned. His purple head seemed to get even darker. I was fascinated by it. I inspected it up close. Huge, purple, wet, his was opening and closing with every stroke. More and more pre-cum came oozing out. Finally, and without warning, he came. All over my face. I was at least a foot about his throbbing head, but two full-blast sqirts of warm cum jumped up at me, getting on my hair, forehead, and cheek. I wiped some of it off with one hand and used it to further lubricate his cock just as he had done for me. The odd thing at that moment was that I didn't want to stop. I kept stroking, slowly and softly. But eventually he held my hands and said, Thanks, that was nice. He looked at the cum on my hair and smiled. Maybe it's time for a shower, he said. We both stepped out of the hut, after making sure no one was around. In the rain I wiped off my head and cock. He stood there and smiled at the trees overhead, his cock relaxing. Then he rinsed it off with some rain. He laid down on his bench and fell asleep immediately. I put my clothes back on and waited. The rain stopped pounding soon after that. It was just a sprinkle and the sky was getting a little lighter. So I left and hiked back in the direction I had come, just trying to find a familiar spot. I eventually did and joined my wife and friends. Most of the day I hiked with a smile and a harness in my pants. That night my wife was surprised at my energy as we fucked for the second time in the middle of the night. Just inspired, I told her.

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