Unintended Bonds E8 | What's considered a bad decision anyways?

Everyone is over the age of 18

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“Where are you going so early?” Janice looks at me suspiciously as I wolf down my breakfast. It really is so early. My stomach kind of hurts from eating at this hour but Carl said we need to get going at 6 for the hike.

Yeah, a hike. That’s what I agreed to for our “non-sex” date. When he mentioned the possibility, I jumped on it because I wanted so bad for him to give us a chance. Now, I have regrets. He’s going to see me as the non-athletic boy that I am. 

“I'm going for a hike,” I say as I gulp down my orange juice. “I might be home late. It's really far away.”

“Who are you going with?” 

“Janice! I'm 18! In a month I'm going to university and you won't be able to know where I am all the time.” 

“Yeah, we’ll worry about that in one month. Who are you going with?” She takes out a notepad.

“Janice!” 

Carl’s car rolls in the driveway at this time and catches both of our attention. 

Oh shit. What is he going to say?

He gets out of the car with black shorts and a long sleeve red shirt. I'm so used to seeing him in button-up shirts that this more sporty look makes me start imagining things right away. I do like it when men pull their shirts from the bottom to take them off. 

No sex today. That's not what this date is about. 

It didn't stop me from getting hard though as I watched him approach the door. Janice greets him and he winks at me while he hugs her. 

“Did you forget something here?” she asks.

“No, I'm here to pick Evan up. We’re going on a hike up Dougie.” Carl rolls his sleeves up to his elbows. “You didn't tell her, sport?” 

“No, he didn't.” She looks back and forth between us and then smiles. “Well, if he's with you, I feel better about it.” 

“I'll take good care of him. You ready, buddy?” 

I grab my things and leave with Carl, avoiding eye contact with Janice as I got in the car with her ex-boyfriend. Carl waves at her as we back out of the driveway and we get on our way. 

“Don't be so nervous. We're just going on a hike. It’s not against the law.” Carl smiles at me. He pulls off that graying moustache so well. 

“I'm not nervous.” His lightly furry forearms are hot. This is more of his legs than I usually see too. 

“Hey, we said no sex today.” Carl reaches over and squeezes my lap. “Stop giving me that look.” 

“I'm not giving you any look,” I insist. His touch makes me steel-hard, but I don't want to give him the impression that I'm here just for the sex. 

That being said, I still haven't cummed since he slowfucked me that morning. I should’ve jerked off to clear my mind, but it just doesn’t feel right without him anymore.

“If you say so,” he says with a knowing smile. 

Being a long windy road and 6 in the morning, I zoned out on the way to the mountain. When we got there, there were only one other car in the parking lot. 

“This is why we come early. It gets busy in the afternoon.” 

I follow him to the entrance of the trail and let him lead the way. As I had feared, it isn’t a simple trail. The slope is steep, and we have to climb over tree roots to get up. 

“Shit,” I grunt as I slip on a wet root. I fall onto my hands and quickly stand back up. 

“You okay?” Carl turns back. I dust the dirt off my hands and force a smile. How much longer? “We can take a break if you want.” He’s starting to break a sweat as well. The bead of sweat on his temple is awfully familiar. 

“I'm fine,” I say. He reaches out a hand to me and I grab it. He pulls me up one of the boulders with a strong yank. 

“You should be the one pulling me up,” Carl says with a grin. He pulls out a tissue from his pocket and wipes his face. “This hike is not for the soft-bellied, is it sport?” 

Soft-bellied? I self-consciously rub my stomach. It's true that I don't have the definition that he has.

“I don't mean that literally.” He chuckles at my reaction. “An old expression. I mean–this is what separates the boys from the men.” 

“I'm a man,” I say defensively. I straighten out my shoulders and climb past him. Using all my might, I find footing after footing to climb up the mountain. I do pretty good until I get near the top. We are close enough that I can see the clearing. I'm just not quite tall enough to climb this one. 

“I can go first and pull you up,” Carl pants behind me. I haven't looked back this whole time. His face is drenched in sweat and the line between his pecs is soaking through his shirt too. 

I accept his help—there's no way I could pull this off alone. He climbs ahead, his strong calves flexing as he propels himself upward. Once at the top, he reaches down. I take his hand, and with a firm pull, he lifts me up.

“Oh good grief!” Carl stumbles backwards and I land onto him. We both break out into laughter at our clumsiness. He's so sweaty, and I think he's probably exhausted at this point. 

Should I kiss him? 

The mountain breeze blows on us, reminding us of where we are. I look up at the magnificent view in front of us. There are trees as far as I can see. 

“Worth it, right?” Carl holds my waist. His touch electrifies me and I look down at him looking back at me. 

Should I kiss him? We said no sex. 

“You're very handsome.” Carl’s thumbs twiddle over my shirt. 

I lean down and kiss him, tasting the saltiness of his sweat and taking in his breathless pants. His hands go under my shirt and rub the side of my body. I moan into his mouth as the desire comes bubbling to the forefront. 

He kisses me back, eventually gaining control as he sits up and forces me to lean back into his hold. He explores my body under my shirt, teasing my nipples as his lips attack mine. 

“Oh…” My moans sound loud in the natural silence. 

“I can't help myself,” Carl says in a low rumble. “You're so sexy.” 

“Then don’t stop.” I tug at his shirt and he lets me take it off. I immediately run my hand through his damp curly chest hair. 

So hot. 

“You're going to make me make bad decisions,” he growls and kisses me more. “We said no sex” 

“You said no sex.” I get up and take off my pants. I walk over to a large boulder and lean forward on it.

Come on… 

Come on…

Carl doesn't disappoint me. 2 seconds later, I feel his hot rod pushing in my crack. 

“There's that other car that's here.” His wet cock slides around my willing hole. 

“Make it fast then,” I moan, arching my back in a way that points his tip to my hole. It slips in a little, making us both moan. 

“Oh fuck..” he penetrates me. “Oh, such a sweet hole.”

“Carl,” I moan as the feeling of getting stretched by the older man overwhelms me. I push back onto him, wanting as much as possible, as quickly as possible. 

“Oh yeah…oh yeah…” Carl gets to fucking me. His hand wraps around my cock. “We cum together this time.”

“Ahh…ahhh…” My hole contracts sensitively around his stiff pole. 

“You okay, sport?” Carl kisses the back of my neck. “Fuck, I can’t get enough.” He plays with my cock and balls in a way that should hurt, but it feels so damn good as he pumps into me. 

“I'm fine,” I whimper and grab his strong forearm. “I'm going to cum if you keep touching me.” 

“I'm almost there too.” He moves to touch around my pubic area while avoiding direct contact with my cock. “Can I go faster?” 

“Do what you want,” I say. He buries his face in my neck, tickling me and driving me feral with the way his facial hair scratches my skin. 

“Uh!”

“Uh!”

“Uh!”

His soft grunts are music to my ears. I rub his arm, appreciating the way his big dick fucks me. I'm sure no one else will ever compare to this experience. The fresh air blows past us again and adds to the exhilarating experience. 

The way he's so big but he's so gentle.

The way he keeps me on the edge just by cupping my groin. 

The way he makes sure we both get pleasure from this. 

“I'm going to cum in you,” Carl groans. “You ready, buddy? I'm going to fill you up.” 

“Mm!”

“I'm going to load this pretty ass up.” 

“Mmm!” His hand wraps around my dick and I start vibrating. “Oh! Oh! Oh!!!”

“Oh yeah! Fuck yeah, boy! Take my load! Take my load!!!” His dick stretches me to the max as he seeds me and his sweaty forehead pushes against my temple. 

“I’m cumming!!” I spurt freely into nature.

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…”

In

Out

In

Out

In!

“Oh my god,” I sigh in relaxation. Finally. I look down at my cum pattern on the rock. “So much for no sex.” Making myself chuckle made me realize how vulnerable it feels to have his cock inside me still. 

He kisses me gently on my right cheek. I rub past his moustache to kiss him back. The mountain breeze feels extremely refreshing on our sweaty skin. 

“How are we going to do this?” He hugs me tightly. 

“Well, first you pull out.” I can feel him softening and my hole winking is pushing him out naturally. 

“Not yet.” Carl kisses me cheek again. “I mean, what are we going to do when you go off to college?” 

“I don't know,” I reply candidly. “Let's worry about that in a month.”