Meeting

by 'Ishmael' ( Fiction, but soooooooo HOT) Mark was incredibly nervous. Nervous, but also keenly excited. He was still about 30 minutes from Craig's house and traffic seemed to be crawling. He was so anxious to see Craig, he was barely able to pay attention to the other cars. All he could think about was picking up Craig and getting this road trip under way. He'd known Craig for about 2 years. They'd first met in one of the chat rooms. They'd exchanged e-mail addresses and kept in touch. They sent jokes every once in a while. They told each other about significant events in their lives. They both had girl friends at the time and would complain about how much trouble they can be at times. The whole time this was going on Mark was debating on telling Craig what was really going through his mind. Every time he was typing up an e-mail to Craig, he'd kick around the idea of admitting to Craig that he was attracted to guys. He just could never quite get up the nerve. That is, until the day that Craig told Mark about his encounter with a guy one weekend. Mark was totally shocked and demanded details, which Craig seemed only too eager to share. From then on, the two of them talked about actually doing it. Actually coming "out". Eventually, they did. It was really rough. Through all of this, almost 2 years, they had never even seen each other face to face. They'd sent pictures, but it wasn't the same. All of that changed about a month ago. A friend of Mark's was moving to the same town that Craig lived in. He asked Mark to help him, since he had a truck. Mark decided it would be a good opportunity for him to actually meet Craig. Things worked out better than he could have imagined. Craig was awesome. He had school boy good looks. He was trim and in great shape. Something Mark could appreciate since he'd worked hard to maintain his shape. Mark liked him right away. When they started speaking to each other, it was like they were old friends. It was more than Mark could ever have expected. From that day on they sent e-mail every day and spoke on the phone all of the time. "It's a shame we live so far apart", they'd say. In all of their talking, they discovered that they both loved camping and being outdoors. So, they decided to pack up and go camping Memorial Day weekend. For weeks, Mark waited eagerly for that weekend to come around. He hated the fact that Craig lived so far away that he couldn't get down more often, but it also made the trip that much more exciting. Now, here it was. Memorial Day weekend and Mark was minutes away from Craig's house!! The thought put a smile on Mark's face and he pressed a little harder on the accelerator. Whoops. In his excitement, Mark missed his turn. "Shit", he thought to himself as he cut off the guy in the lane next to him so he could go around the block. Finally, he pulled up in front of Craig's place. He ran up and was just about to ring the bell when the door flung open and someone grabbed him by the shoulders and jerked him inside. Before he could even see who it was, two very familiar lips were seeking out his. He surrendered himself, closed his eyes and leaned against the wall for support. He felt hands exploring his back and finding their way to the waist band of his shorts. He was harder than he could remember ever being in his life. He began letting his hands roam over Craig's tight form. His fingers told him that Craig didn't have a shirt on. Mark's dick started to throb so hard he thought he'd burst right out of his shorts. Meanwhile, Craig was earnestly exploring every inch of Mark's mouth with his tongue. Mark began to suck it, hard. Craig felt this irresistible urge to pull Mark closer. When he did, he felt Mark's throbbing cock pressed up against his. A quiet moan escaped from one of them. They continued kissing and holding each other for what seemed like hours. Finally, Craig broke free and stepped back for a moment to take a look at his quarry. He couldn't believe he was going to get to spend the WHOLE weekend with Mark, all alone, out in the woods!! Mark was wearing a pear of hiking boots, shorts, and a T-shirt. The T-shirt was a little snug and showed every inch of Mark's perfectly sculpted pecs. His shorts were baggy, but did nothing to hide the rock hard boner they were trying to contain. Another inch, and Mark's dick would be poking right out of the leg of his shorts. Craig licked his lips, looked Mark straight in the eye and said "We're going to have fun this weekend". Mark blushed and looked away, a little embarrassed. He was hoping Craig hadn't noticed just how much his shorts showed his hardon. When he looked back at Craig, he saw that his eyes were glued to his shorts. He tried to cover himself with his hands, but Craig stopped him. "This isn't any time to be shy." Again, Mark just blushed, but this time, he didn't look away. "Is your stuff ready?", he asked. "Yep, let's go." In no time, they had Craig's stuff loaded in the bed of Mark's truck and they were on their way. It took 3 hours to get to the campground. Along the way, they tried to make small talk to pass the time. But, all either of them could think about is what they wanted to do with each other. They finally got to the campground, checked in and headed out to find their lot. They'd requested one that was primitive and away from the crowd. A difficult thing to get on a holiday, but they'd gotten there pretty early. Their lot was very secluded. No one within shouting distance. Craig smiled to himself. He knew that they were going to raise a ruckus and now they didn't have to worry about being overheard. They unloaded their gear and started setting up the tent. It was a four man tent. Plenty of room for the two of them. They worked pretty quickly because it had been overcast the whole trip out here and they could hear thunder rolling off in the distance. The rain came a lot faster than they expected. They only had half the tent up when the downpour started. Mark threw a tarp over the bed of the truck to keep the rest of the stuff from getting wet and they hurriedly tried to finish getting the tent up. When they were satisfied the tent wouldn't collapse on them, they grabbed the back packs, sleeping bags and some towels from the truck and worked their way into the tent. Once inside, they started shivering because the rain had dropped the temperature quite a bit. Craig seized the opportunity to be bold and started stripping down. "What are you doing?", Mark asked. "I'm cold and I'm wet. I'm taking off my clothes so I can dry off.", he replied. Mark shivered and looked around. Although he and Craig had been friends for a while, he was a little nervous about taking his clothes off in front of him. They'd never done anything more than kiss and mess around on top of the clothes. He knew that spending the weekend with Craig meant that they'd have an opportunity to do more, but he figured he'd have a little more time to get comfortable with the idea. He looked back at Craig. There Craig stood, bare ass naked rubbing the towel over his body. He could see goose bumps on Craig's arms. Mark shivered again and started taking off his own clothes. He hesitated when he reached to pull his Calvin's down. He took a deep breath, and in one fluid motion, pushed them down to his ankles. When he stepped out of them and looked at Craig, he saw one of the prettiest smiles he'd ever seen in his life. All of his nervousness just melted away. Here they were, naked, checking each other out. "There, that wasn't so hard. Was it?", asked Craig. "Actually, yes. But, I feel better now. I'm actually starting to feel a little bit warmer." "I know what'll make you feel REALLY warm", Craig said. "Oh really, what's that?" "Let's open up one of the sleeping bags." It was just big enough for the two of them when it was laid out flat. Craig sat down first. He patted a spot next to him and Mark came over and sat facing him. Their eyes locked. All of Mark's inhibitions evaporated in that moment. He didn't care if a tornado came and sat down right on top of the tent, he just had to touch Craig. He'd never normally do what he did, but he just couldn't help himself. He reached out and touched Craig's dick, right on the tip. Craig thought he was going to have to make the first move. When he felt Mark touch him, it caught him off guard. But, his dick knew what to do. It sprung up almost immediately. When Mark saw how quickly it grew to full mast, all he could think of was swallowing the whole thing. He almost dove into Craig's lap. Craig sat there dumbfounded while Mark worked on him in a way that he'd never imagined possible. He felt Mark's nose brush against his pubic hair while the tip of his cock was lodged somewhere in Mark's throat. He leaned back and let Mark have his way with him. A strange heat started to build in Mark as he sucked Craig. The heat started in his chest and radiated throughout his whole body. He slowly began to move back and forth on Craig. When he reached the tip, he'd keep it there for a moment while his tongue tickled the sensitive underside and prodded at the slit on the tip. He noticed that when he flicked his tongue along the underside and over the slit, Craig's body shuddered and shook and his toes curled. So, of course, he did that as much as possible. In a few minutes, Craig was begging Mark to stop. Mark wasn't paying any attention. He'd just discovered how perfectly shaped Craig's balls were and how easily he could get both of them into his mouth at once. He started lapping at them and stroking Craig's cock at the same time. Craig leaned back on his hands and his head dropped back, his mouth hung open while he silently moaned in ecstasy. Then, Mark did something he swore he'd never do. He pushed Craig's legs apart and up so that he could work on his ass. First, he checked to make sure it was clean. Of course it was. This was Craig. Then he sniffed. It was warm and manly. The flush of heat hit him again and he dove in. Craig had an idea of what Mark was about to do, but he still moaned quite loudly when he felt Mark's tongue press against his tight rosebud. Mark began to lick and flick his tongue all around Craig's ass. Whenever he got close to the chute, Craig's moans became louder and more intense. Mark picked up on this and began to center all of his attention right there. He had Craig bucking and moaning, begging and pleading. He could feel the sweat on Craig's stomach. Mark became more persistent with his tongue. He kept on poking and prodding, hoping that Craig would lose more control. Craig was almost screaming with pleasure. That's when Mark's tongue achieved its goal and slipped inside of Craig. Mark was in heaven. He'd never done anything like this before and couldn't believe how much Craig was enjoying it. When Craig felt his butt muscles relax and Mark's tongue slip in, his eyes bulged and he heard himself scream out "MARK!! OH GOD!!! DEEPER!!!". He grabbed his legs behind his knees and pulled his knees to his chest. Mark managed to sink a little more of his tongue inside of Craig's hot hole. He remembered how much Craig liked for him to flick his tongue on his dick and decided to see what it was like to do it up his ass. Craig's body began to convulse and his moans went up a few octaves. Mark could stand it no longer. He went over to his bag and groped around for a condom. Craig was begging him to come back. He ripped the sucker open, put it on, and rolled back over next to Craig. Craig saw the rubber, got a gleam in his eye and said "Go for it!!". Mark moved between Craig's still raised legs and put the tip of his cock against Craig's ass. Craig closed his eyes and tried to relax. Mark began to slowly press against Craig's butt hole. Craig winced a little and Mark stopped. When he seemed to relax again, Mark continued. In a few seconds, Mark felt the tip of his cock slip inside. Craig's ass clamped down so tight Mark thought he was going to cum right then! He forced himself not to. When Craig relaxed again, he pushed on, bit by bit, very slowly. Before he knew it, he was all of the way inside. Craig was breathing rapidly. After a few moments, he seemed to relax. That's when Mark began to slowly pull out. When he felt the tip about to break free, he slowly pushed his way back in. Craig seemed to be getting used to it, now. After a few moments, Craig was doing his best to match Mark's thrusts. Craig opened his eyes and looked into Mark's. "Fuck me," he whispered. Mark felt that heat flash through his body, again. He started picking up the pace. Then, he lost control. He began thrusting like crazy. He went deep, he went shallow. Sometimes he'd rock his hips as he sunk his way home. Other times he'd just try to point his dick towards different corners of Craig's insides. He grabbed hold of Craig's ankles for leverage. That's when he found the spot. If he pulled almost all of the way out and then pushed straight up and in, Craig's legs would tense up and he'd start thrashing around. He did this over and over, faster and faster. He could feel his load bubbling up in his nuts. Craig's head was rolling back and forth and he was bucking wildly. He was trying so hard not to cry out, but Mark had found this spot that was making him crazy. Every time he thrust, Craig's dick felt as if it were about to explode. But, at the same time, something inside was keeping him from cumming. It felt like a fire was building up between his legs. He wanted to cum so badly, but he hoped this feeling would never end. He could feel Mark going faster and faster, deeper and deeper. His load was building with every thrust. It was so hot that he hoped he'd cum soon because he didn't think he could stand it anymore. Just about then, Mark's thrusts became like a piston in an engine. Mark was moving so fast, he was almost a blur. When Craig looked at him, he could tell that Mark had reached the point of no return and he was going for it. "Oh God, Craig. I'm cumming. Ohhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhh!!!" Mark slammed all the way home and Craig could feel Mark's jets of spooge through the rubber. That's when Craig's dam broke. Nothing on earth could have stopped it. It was so intense, Craig couldn't make a noise. He just lay there with his mouth open and shuddered with each spurt. The first one shot clear over his head and hit the tent. The next one landed on his forehead and dribbled down his face. The rest splattered all over his stomach. All of this and he didn't even touch himself. When he opened his eyes, Mark was staring at him with this amazed look on his face. "I've never seen anybody shoot like that before!! How'd you do that?!" Craig was totally breathless and felt like he was about to pass out. It took him a few seconds to realize what Mark said and a few more to realize that he was talking to him. Mark laid a great big kiss on him. He slowly pulled himself out, being careful not to hurt Craig. Little did he know, at that point, Craig could feel no pain. Finally, Craig got himself back together and answered Mark. "I had nothing to do with it. You fucked it out of me." "Wow!! That was incredible." "You act as if that's never going to happen again." "Well, I guess it could", Mark said. "Yeah, but next time, it's your turn", Craig said with a grin.