Another Fucking Story

So this time I believed him . . . . NOT!

Jim was off again, talking so damn fast the words were falling over each other in the rush to get out. He'd been on the path down by the river, just a mile and a half upstream from the crossing at 17th Street. There was this burly bear of a guy with sweaty shorts and a torn tee shirt and a slobbery pit bull. Jim had seen the guy on that trail before. Remembered him because of the hairy chest and the shaved head. Remembered because they'd flirted before. Well Jim felt they'd flirted. Wasn't that what exchanging a smile and a wink was when you both could tell.

This time Jim had slowed down, commented on the 'cute' dog. I told him that no way was a pit bull 'cute'. Ugly as sin, even maybe evil. Not cute. And anyway, that's the dumbest pick up line. Jim just shrugged and told me that it had worked. They'd met, Jim heading north, Bull boy heading south. They joined up, he claimed, and had made it to the next clearing in the riverside woods. The one just before the falls. Went off on the overlook trail. It twisted off the main path, doubling behind a heavy stand of brush and trees.

That's where they did it. Jim just loved pouring out the gory details. There's a bench backed up against the woods with the vine covered bank of the river jutting out over the falls. Bully boy had grabbed Jim's ass twice as they moved to the overlook. Tied his pet to a tree and then ripped Jim's shorts off. Had him bend over with his hands on the seat of the bench with his ass on display. Dropped his shorts. Neither was wearing underwear. (Typical Jim story.)

Bully boy took over grasping Jim's hips and shoving his cock at the willing, waiting ass hole. It was the biggest damn cock Jim had ever tried to accept. He kept grabbing his butt cheeks, spreading them, widening his stance. And in it shoved. No ass licking foreplay. No finger fucking preliminaries. Just a rough, hard, thrust that buried all ten inches. (Ten, damn. Last adventure had involved a guy with eight.) Jim claimed he begged for mercy. More likely, if it really happened, he was urging his attacker to slam it longer and harder. He does like having his ass pounded.

Within seconds, that giant cock had reamed and creamed Jim's hole to the point it was dripping and aching and shoving back with every thrust it received. He felt it cramming hard deep inside his gut, stroking against his trigger, making his own prick dance and dribble. Scared the shit out of the little forest critters, them two rutting humans. Jim a humping back and grunting. Bully boy sliding his meat in and out, faster and faster, cussing and slamming his hands on Jim's flanks.

When that furry bear let go and started juicing up Jim's chute, he pressed in hard and reared back. The action lifted Jim's ass, and the rest of his quivering body, right up in the air. Jim's hands weren't propping him against that bench. They were scrabbling, tearing at his tits and jerking on his meat. Bully boy stood there with Jim impaled and spewing. They were both trembling and thrashing as man juices squirted. One stream lubricating inside. One stream splattering outside.

Bully boy's cock withered. Jim stood on his own feet. They shook off the final drops and tugged back on their shorts. They could have been caught. But that was, to some degree, the thrill. Nothing about what happened, or a future engagement was said. Maybe someday, on the same path. Bully boy untied his dog. Back on the main trail, they each continued on their way. Jim heading north. The bear and his dog heading south.

Jim wasn't half way through his high adventure before I'd done the expected. Lying back on the bed I let my fingers caress along my stomach and touch my slowly rising cock. Jim was stretched out on his side, telling the tale and watching. His hand reached out and rested on mine. I was intent on the picture in my head and the resulting throbbing between my legs. Feeling him stir beside me as the story ended, I opened my eyes. There he was waiting, bent over, hands on the edge of the bed, ass wiggling, teasing.

Damn, sex is always so fantastic when we play these games.