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I don?t know when it happened, sometime over the summer I guess, but this gawky kid that nobody noticed became an Adonis. Like a beautiful butterfly emerging from a hideous chrysalis; so beautiful, that even the guys I know are completely straight would take a second look. Sweet seventeen, fair skin, unmarked complexion; short wavy flaxen hair capping a body that the ancient Greeks would have carved a statue of. And the real killer, his lovely bottom was just a little too round and plump for the rest of his frame. My hobby was hiking and walking, and the village I lived in was surrounded with some high peaks; even approaching my mid-twenties, I was considered a seasoned hiker and had been co-opted into the local Mountain Rescue group for searches and inspections a few times. Samuel had also taken up the sport and he had done a number of walks with a group of us. Today I was doing what was nothing more than a stroll up onto one of the obscure peaks. Sam was also out walking; we meet by chance and he asked to walk the peak with me. He was properly equipped with strong boots and pack containing his survival gear in case of bad weather, so I was more than happy to have his company. There is a pub at the bottom of the main assent into the hills; I bought him a beer and we set off. At a craggy outcrop known as High Rocks; Sam dived down into a gully to take a leak. I needed one too, so joined him. We stood side by side in silence, as men often do in such circumstances. I turned to look at him; he was staring at my prick. Now as far as my wife is concerned, I have the odd bi-sexual fantasy. The reality is, that at University, I had a good time with the boys and girls. ?Is that better?? I asked, supporting my length in the palm of my hand and giving him an unrestricted isvecbahis view. Sam coloured up in embarrassment, but I carried on with my display and a quick glance at his told me he was still looking. ?Trouble is Sam, if I show you my bits, I want to see yours,? I told him.* Then gently, I lifted his hand from his own dick and took charge of it myself. His flow of piss had stopped, but I still held him. Gently I rubbed his prick between my fingers and thumb; his soft skin hardened and stretched into a nice seven or so inches. Long foreskin hugged his bulging helmet and covered the end of his shaft; I slid my fingers back along his length pulling the skin clear of his end. Then back again to hide his helmet. ?What are you doing?? he asked lamely, a hint of fear in his voice. ?I?m only going to do what you would do tonight and I quite often do. Only, if somebody else does it it?s more exciting.? My pace quickened and I watched his pretty face; the fear turned to a smile and then to a look of ecstasy, he gripped my arm for a moment and I knew what to expect. I cupped my other hand in front of him and waited for it to be filled. Soon warm thick globules of sperm coated my palm; I drew my hand to my face and sucked the sticky mass into my mouth. I savoured it for a moment before I swallowed; I felt the fresh young spunk stick to the back of my throat, and fill my nostrils with its sweet odour. Sam looked at me in amazement. ?We judge a girl on whether she swallows or not, so why not a guy?? I smiled at him. For the rest of the day Sam was withdrawn, I asked him a couple of times if he was alright, each time he said he was, but I felt like I had pushed him too far or too soon. The following Friday I got a text as my wife and I were driving up to a friend?s wedding. isveçbahis giriş ?Were you going hill walking tomorrow. Sam.? I replied as quick as I could that this weekend was out, but I would be the next weekend. I felt good; maybe Sam was still okay with me. We met the following Saturday and started our ascent. At the pub we stopped as we did before, but this time I bought him a couple of pints to soften him up. As we left I asked whether we should have a pee before starting. Sam smiled as said he would have one at High Rocks if he need to. The half hour walk to the crag was torture, I wanted a pee, but I didn?t want to miss out a chance of the repeat performance. It was made worse by the furtive glances we exchanged as we got closer. There were an older couple resting at the rocks from their descent when we arrived. We chatted with them for a while, but my bladder was full and my lust for Sam was rampant. As soon as they were out of site we were in the gully side by side; I unbuttoned the top stud of my jeans and pulled them down my legs a little with my boxers. My whole cock and balls were exposed to Sam?s gaze if he wanted to. He did. He copied me and I looked again at that slender young cock. Our streams of piss met on the side or the gully and ran down to form their own lake, then a river to take them down to the sea. ?You still okay with what happened the other week?? I asked. ?It was good, I keep thinking about if you wanted to do it again?*quot; Samuel?s words hung in the air. I turned him to face me, in his eyes there was the same yearning and lust that I felt. Gently I took his hand and placed it on my half hard cock, then took his cock in mine. I looked into his face and eyes, and when I was sure, lent forward and kissed him softly on the lips. isveçbahis yeni giriş He froze for a moment, as if expecting to be repulsed by the lips of another man; then he moved forward and kissed me back. I smiled then slowly descended to my knees and slipped his hard prick into my mouth. My first few strokes released the last dribble of his bitter piss into my mouth. I savoured that and sucked out a few more, but it was his creamy cum I was desperate for. This must have been the first time Sam?s prick was in an experienced mouth, or any mouth; he gave out a long low gasp of pleasure, the sort you give when you taste the forbidden fruit for the first time. I lay my tongue on his shrouded bell, then drew the foreskin clear of it with my fingers. His sweaty secretions filled my nostrils and coated my taste buds; I was in ecstasy and so was he. I wasn?t long before I got the prize for my labours; I would swear the first squirt went clear down my throat. Then two more jets filled my mouth. Sam?s shaking hands were on my shoulders, keeping me at my station and giving him support. I swallowed my mouthful and sucked gently to get the last drops. I stood up and kissed the half open lips before me, then passed his last drops of cum into his own mouth. A little gasp of surprise, but he took them and swallowed. I pulled his jeans up and buckled them in place; my own aching erection was likewise restrained. My wife would have to put up with the fucking I wanted to give Sam. We resumed the upward hike to the summit; occasionally we would catch each other?s eye and giggle. That?s probably how the day would have ended if nature hadn?t intervened. The weather, even in the lower ranges, can change so rapidly; a sudden squall came over in an instant and left us scrambling to get our wet weather gear on fast. We found some shelter in the lee of an outcrop, but the weather had set in and the rain turned to sleet. I knew there was a brick built shelter about a quarter mile away we made for that.