Backpacking with a friend

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Backpacking with a friendA few years ago, when I was 18, just before I went to university, Itravelled round Asia for 6 months with someone I knew from school. We’dknown each other since we were about 12 and were pretty good friends, butus being travelling partners was largely down to the fact that we bothwanted to travel, but didn’t want to go alone. I’d never really thoughtabout him in a sexual way, but there was no denying that he was pretty goodlooking. His name was Nate, he was just less than 6 foot, skinny but withpretty good muscle definition, dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.I, on the other hand, was a bit shorter than him, skinny but not as definedas him. I had brown hair, which was quite long at this point.To save money we’d ended up sharing a room a lot of nights, and in a lot ofcases sharing a bed. It didn’t really play out like a porn film though,and this story doesn’t really take place until the very last two weeks ofour 6 month trip. By this point we’d become pretty tight friends, havingspent a lot of time in each other’s company, and sometimes only having eachother to talk to. I’d confided in Nate a couple of months into the trip,over a somewhat drunken night, that I’d been thinking more and more of latethat I might be gay. He didn’t freak out, said it didn’t bother him atall, even though we were sleeping top to tail in a bed. He said he washappy I felt that I could tell him, and even said that he’d been through aphase when he was 14 or 15 when he thought he liked guys, but was now in nodoubt that he was straight. I was happy with his reaction, looking back itnow it could have so easily gone far worse.We spent that last two weeks of the trip in Goa, hanging out with a groupof friends we’d made on our trip, mainly drinking and smoking, andgenerally making the most of the remaining time of our trip. By this pointwe were really comfortable with each other, and I even got the impressionthat he enjoyed knowing that I was stealing glances at his tight, tannedbody, and uncircumcised cock, as he walked around the room naked after ashower. One night, after spending the evening drinking and getting a bitstoned we ended up back in the room in the early hours watching T.V.Because of the state I was in, I can’t kızılay escort remember exactly how it happened, orwho instigated it, but we started wrestling on the bed; seeing who couldpin the other down. He was much stronger, and a fair bit bigger, than meso he easily pinned me down. As he was lying on top of me, holding medown, I felt sure that I could feel his hard on pressing into me. This gotme instantly horny, but I put it down to him being drunk and a bit stoned.He went off to clean his teeth and I got into my sleeping bag liner (anyonewho has been to goa in the summer can tell you that even that is too muchcover really) and turned the light off.He came back into the room, and I could see in the moonlight that he wasalready naked, and looking a bit fat down there. He got into bed as well,and after a while he asked if I was still awake. We chatted for a bit, andthen he started up with some trash talk about how he could always pin me,he was stronger etc.; I got the impression he was trying to goad me intowrestling him again. I played along, after the incident earlier I was nowa little curious to see where this was going. A couple of minutes of that,and I could take it no. more. I jumped at him, wearing nothing but my silksleeping bag liner, and with a raging hard on. Again, he easily pinned me,but instead of just pinning me down, he led full on top of me. I loved thefeeling of him putting his weight on top of me. There was no getting awayfrom it this time, both of us were naked, and with only a couple of sheetsof silk between us, our erections were pressed against each other. Herubbed against me for 30 seconds or so, and then I think he lost his nerveand got up, telling me that he’d one again.”Seems like someone’s a bit excited” I said to him as we were led next toeach other on the bed, and then reached down and “playfully” grabbed hiserection. He laughed, somewhat shocked that I’d gone that far. He made anexcuse about it having been a while, and then there was a bit of a silence.”So what should we do now?” he asked me.”We could do that again, but without the sheets?” I said. In all honesty,my reply was intended as more of a joke. I was extremely horny by now, andmuch as I mamak escort might have wanted it, I’d never expected him to take itseriously.”umm, yeah ok then” was his reply.There was another pause, I think we were both a bit surprised by hisanswer. I knew that this situation was probably never going to presentitself again, so I seized upon it. I went over to him and started to pullhis sheet away, and he lifted up his hips so that I could pull it all theway down. My heart was pounding as I grabbed his cock in my hand. It wasabout 6 inches long, uncircumcised with a slight upward curve. He wasclearly pretty excited by now, he was rock hard, and his dick was leakingpre cum. I jerked him for a bit, and after a while he reached over andlowered my sheet down to reveal my own cock. I was slightly bigger thanhim, at around 7”, uncircumcised and probably the hardest I had ever beenin my 18 years. We led next to each other, jerking each other off. Itfelt so amazing as his hand slid up an down my cock, and realising that I’dwanted this to happen for so long. By this point he was leaking a lot ofpre cum, and my hand was pretty slick.I decided to see how far I could take this. I pushed him back andproceeded to climb on top of him. Our bodies were pressed together, nowslick with sweat in the warm hotel room. Our cocks were pressed together,his pre cum mixing with the sweat and lubricating our flat stomachs as weslid up against each other. I began to hump against him, and I heard himgroan. It was such a turn on, to be in the dominant position, that I hadthis muscled boy rutting against me, and knowing that he was reallyenjoying his first time with another guy. I wanted to kiss him, butthought that it would freak him out. We kept up a steady rhythm for awhile, I humped my dick into him, as he raised up to meet me. By now hehad his hands on my ass, pulling me down onto him with every stroke. Thensuddenly, almost without warning, he took me and flipped me over so that hewas on to.I led there, he was completely pinning me to the bed, and he’d taken over,humping against me. I was, again, loving the feeling of being completelydominated by him. His head was buried in my neck, my nose was filled withthe smell yenimahalle escort of his hair. His breathing was heavy and erratic; I guessed thathe was pretty close. By now we were both moaning and I was pulling hisslightly hair ass down onto me as he thrust his hard cock against mine withincreasing force. “oh god, I’m gonna cum” he blurted out and I pulled himdown hard onto me as I felt him tense up and his cock start to twitch.This was too much for me, and I began to cum as well. I was holding ontohim really tight now, as we both came together, our cum forming a stickymess between us. When the orgasms had subsided, he was still on top of me,breathing heavily. Things suddenly seemed like they might become awkward.I really wasn’t sure how he was going to see things in the cold light ofpost sex. “Wow” he said “so that’s what that’s like”. I didn’t reallyknow what to say, and he got off of me and went to the bathroom. I cleanedmyself up the best I could and rolled over, deciding it was best not toforce him to talk about anything when he came out of the bathroom. Sureenough, I heard him come out, and get into bed in silence and go to sleep.The next morning he had already gone to breakfast by the time I got up.When I caught up with him there was a really awkward moment. He wasclearly having a bit of a hard time with what had happened the nightbefore, and he told me he didn’t quite know what to make of it. I think hefelt that to admit he enjoyed it, made him gay. I reassured him the best Icould, that there was a difference between enjoying something like lastnight, and having an actual attraction to members of the same sex. Afterour chat he seemed to return to normal, and said that he really had enjoyedthe night before. That he had always been curious about doing somethingwith another guy, and had figured that since he had got past theexperimental sleepover stage without anything happening, that was it. Healso said he was glad it was me that it had happened with, that he wouldnever have felt comfortable enough with his other male friends. I likedthat. For the rest of the day things went back to normal, we met up withour friends, sat on the beach all day, went to the trance club at night. Iwas almost certain that the night before was a one off, and I didn’t wantto give him the impression that I was expecting anything, so when we got tothe room I just collapsed on the bed and went to sleep. However, it turnedout I was wrong again, and what happened in the days after that will be thetopic of my next story . . .

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