The cabin part 5

In that moment, looking at Nate, wet and glistening in the light of the hot tub, his right shoulder pumping up and down in the water, obviously stroking his dick, my wet underwear got really tight. I could feel my cock rushing with blood as I got instantly hard.

“What d’ya say then?”, Nate whispered with our breaking eye contact, still being to himself under the warm water. “There’s no-one here, no cctv, no risk of being walked in on”, he explained convincingly.

“I guess, its unfinished business right?”, I answered, already moving across the tub towards him.I rested my hands on each of his hairy thighs, thick with ex-athlete muscle.

“Exactly”, he muttered into my mouth, I could taste his tequila soaked breath as he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me passionately and deep, his tongue exploring mine. The memories of when we first kissed back in Portugal flashed through my mind as his course, almost black beard brushed against my stubble. I didn’t hesitate, I reached out towards his crotch and took grip of his throbbing cock. I remember he was hung, I mean I’d just been reminded how so moments ago when he got into the tub naked, but id forgotten how powerful and girth his dick was until I gripped it at the base, I could feel the veins pulse the tighter my grasp became.

“Fuck”, I laughed at the sheer size of him, rock hard in my hand.

“Two hands, come on, you remember”, Nate said, smiling as we kissed, confident of his length. I did as I was told, I held the base of him tight in my left hand, took my right and gripped the top. He was right, it was a two hand job with space to spare. “That’s it”, Nate closed his eyes, “There’s a good boy”, he followed up in pleasure. The moment those words reached my ears, my whole body shuddered and I felt my cock get even harder. It ached. I slid my left hand slowly down Nate’s cock, pulling his foreskin over his swollen cock head, I could feel that the friction got the reaction I wanted from him. Nate’s head dropped back on to the ledge of the hot tub as he let out a loud moan, I worried for a second until I remembered how remote the cabin was. It was in that instant that I let my inhibitions get the better of me. My rhythm sped up, I started to twist my left hand a little as I pulled Nate’s foreskin up and down and I could tell by his face I was doing the right thing.

“Stand up”, I whispered in his ear. Nate’s eyes widened in surprise as he stood up, he levered himself out of the water, first his wide barrel chest, then his firm beer belly, then his soaking wet thick bush and then there it was, his glorious cock. Rock hard and proud, his foreskin caught back behind his pulsing purple head. He stood in front of me, hands on his hips. I looked up at him making sure we made eye contact as he laughed back at me making his dick bounce in front of my mouth.

“Come here a sec”, he said demandingly, gesturing me towards him with two fingers, I got a little closer, he grabbed the nape of my neck, angling my head to look up at him. He lowered his body over my face, his wet hairy balls heavy on my chin, then took himself in the other hand and gently slapped his dick on my face. I could really feel the full extent of his length, looking up at him with one eye closed. Seeing his own thick cock taking up so much space

 on my face awoken something in him as I could feel the force of his dick getting harder until he was slapping me full force.

“Fuck that looks so good”, he said under his breath looking down at me, I lowed my face, opened my mouth and started to lick his nuts. “Shit I forgot how good you were at that!”, he laughed, his body convulsing as the sheer pleasure. His thighs jiggled either side of my face as I took in the full scent of his musky body hair and chlorine from the tub. Nate’s grip got tighter on the back of my head, pushing my mouth from his hairy taint to his hairier balls, his hips thrusting ensuring my tongue reached every inch of exactly where he wanted it. In that moment I was there to pleasure him however he wanted. I took a hand and placed It on one of his big pale, sun blocked arse cheeks, feeling it tense with every forward thrust. Nates moans got louder and longer, echoing around the yard with the odd “Shit” and “Fuck yeah”. I reached around further stroking the wet curls of hair that were gathered around his arse crack, listening out for my queue. On a back ward thrust, I felt his muscular arse spread so I started circling my middle finger around his slick wet hole. My face got pushed deeper into his ballsack as Nate gave into the feeling of his arse being played with so I pushed the tip of my finger inside him.

“Ahhhhhhh shiiiiiiit”, Nate moaned again, even deeper this time in an animalistic growl, “You can go in, go right in”, He hurried, practically begging me to finger him as my mouth was taking good care of his balls and taint, he was frantically jacking off over my head. I paused and brought my finger up to my mouth, sliding my middle finger into my mouth, ensuring there was enough saliva on it to get it nice and lubricated. Nate smirked and put his left leg on the side of the tub, making sure I had a clear pathway to his pink straight unused hole , lowering his low hanging hairy nuts into my mouth, he started slowly jerking again. I used my tongue to trace a line from the base of his shaft all the way across his ballsack and along his bushy taint to get back into the rhythm. His hole was on display now with every backward thrust, I slapped his big ass, now covered in goosebumps in the cool air, preparing him for what was coming as I slid the whole length of my middle finger inside him. Nate’s whole body bucked as he pushed himself back onto my hand, ensuring the whole finger was enveloped by his tight hole. He was clearly very much into it, so curled my finger down in short abrupt strokes, getting his prostate with every flick.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT”, he shouted in ecstasy, “That feels fucking incredible, man!”, he let go of his cock and I felt its weight on my head, I wondered if he was about to cum.

“Now imagine how that would feel with a cock instead of a finger”, I looked up gasping for breath, my mouth soaked with saliva and covered in Nate”s stray body hairs. He looked down and me curiously, his eye brow cocked.

“Shit, really?”, he smiled, “Does it feel like that!?!”, Nate”s mouth open in disbelief, a typical straight guy, wondering why gay men like to take dick so much. I laughed and wiped my mouth, rubbing his scent all over my chin.

“Yeah, kinda, especially if the top knows what he’s doing”, I winked. Nate put his leg down and straightened up, stance still proud and very much still turned on. His cock head was glistening in the hot tub light and I spotted a sticky string of pre-c*m hanging from it.

 “Oh, is that so?”, he questioned comically, “so did I know what I was doing?”, he asked, eyebrows raised waiting for the answer he clearly wanted.

“Ah, Nate, it was so long ago I can’t remember”, I laughed, egging him on for round two.

“I tasted a fist full of your cum that tells me I do”, Nate retorted, mimicking a cat licking from a bowl that was his hand, I laughed and rolled my eyes. “But, do you know what you’re doing?”, he questioned, staring me dead in the eye with that same intoxicated smirk he had the night he whipped his hard dick out in Portugal.

“I do Nate, I really do”, I answered, rubbing my sold cock over my wet underwear. Nate turned on his feet, looked over his shoulder and muttered “Do you wanna take a go on this then?”, slapping his meaty arse, making both cheeks jiggle.

“Serious?”, I asked, stroking myself under the water at the thought.

“Yeah, why not, if it feels that good”, he winked. “Besides, I’m certainly drunk enough”, nate laughed and stuck out his tongue.