had met Rick a few years ago when he was installing some computer
equipment at the place I work. We became friends pretty quickly,
and often hung out with each other on weekends. The first thing
I noticed about Rick was that he loved to wear especially tight
jeans that showed off a sizeable- make that HUGE- bulge in his crotch.
The more we hung out together, the more curious I got about that
bulge. I really wanted to see the monster that caused his pants
to stick out at least an inch below the belt.
After a year of wondering, I finally decided to work up a plan to
catch a glimpse of his package in the raw. I tried everything from
going into public restrooms at the same time he did (he always used
a stall, never a urinal) to inviting him to the fitness center I
belong to (he said he prefers to jog alone early mornings). Nothing
was seeming to work, when one day Rick mentioned that he loved to
go camping but hadn't done so in years. I told him that I was an
avid hiker, but hadn't done any hiking in years and asked him if
he had camping equipment. He replied that he had a sleeping bag,
a big six-man tent, cooler, etc.- everything for car camping but
nothing for backpacking. I told him I had a spare backpack and enough
supplies for both us us if he ever wanted to go hiking. He agreed
and we planned a weekend hike for the next month. Finally I had
One slow month later, Rick pulled into my driveway early Friday
evening. I had everything already packed, so we hopped into his
car and drove down the coast to Big Sur, then took a side road heading
up into the mountains to one of my favorite trails that lead seven
miles in to a small campsite on the Little Sur River next to a waterfall
and a swimming hole. We made it to the camp just after dark, in
just under two hours of hard, fast walking. No one else was at the
camp and it was early fall, so I told Rick no need to bother setting
up the tent. We'd just sleep on a tarp underneath the stars- better
for my plan as he now had no place to change clothes but out in
We packed sandwiches for dinner that night and quickly ate them
then set out the tarp and sleeping bags. By the time we finished,
it was pitch black out- new moon that night and I had forgotten
the flashlight. Luckily, I had some emergency pack candles so I
lit one and said I was ready for bed. I got up, stripped naked right
in front of Rick then laid naked on top of my sleeping bag. "Geez,
dude! Not shy one bit are you?" asked Rick.
"No one's around for miles. This doesn't bother you, does it?"
I asked back. Rick shook his head no and said he had to take a piss,
then he'd be back to get ready for bed. I got up, grabbed the candle
and said I had to piss too. I followed Rick over to a grove of redwoods
and started to piss. Damn! He turned away from me to piss!
We walked back to the sleeping bags. I climbed in mine. Rick blew
out the candle, faced away from me while undressing, threw on a
pair of shorts and climbed in his sleeping bag. I didn't see a thing
I wanted to, other than the outline of one fine ass in the dark.
Dejectedly, I went to sleep. The next morning I awoke before Rick.
It must have been about 8AM (one of my hiking rules is no watches
allowed) and it was already 85 degrees. I climbed out of my bag
and started to fix breakfast, deciding to remain naked. Rick awoke
to the smell of bacon and eggs sizzling on the camp stove. I fixed
his plate and handed it to him as he crawled out of his sleeping
bag. "You gonna put any clothes on, naked boy?" asked
"As long as no one else hikes in, damn straight I am in this
heat! It's gonna hit 110 by noon," I replied. Rick sat down
cross-legged in front of me as I fixed my breakfast. I looked towards
his crotch on the sly and there it was...sticking out of his shorts
leg. The end of what had to be the most enormous monster cock I
had ever seen in my life. From what I could guess, it had to be
all of eight inches flaccid. I quickly averted my eyes before Rick
noticed. "After breakfast, lets head down to the swimming hole
to cool off, then we'll take a hike cross-country up the river.
Rick agreed and we finished eating and cleaned up. We both slipped
on our sandals and walked down to the swimming hole. It was shaded
by some massive old-growth redwoods and at the base of a 20 foot
waterfall. I immediately dove in to the cool, refreshing water.
Rick hesitated. "I forgot to bring my swimsuit," he flatly
stated, looking at me with a frown.
"Skinny dip, then! No one else is around!" I replied.
"Well, uh- you see- I have this problem. I really don't like
to be seen naked," he answered.
"Just get those shorts off and get in the water!" I yelled
back. Rick turned away from me and slipped off his shorts, then
jumped backwards into the water. Damn! Was I ever going to see the
whole package? We swam around a bit until we cooled off. Rick was
under the waterfall as I got out of the swimming hole. I saw his
shorts on a rock right near the water's edge where he could easily
reach them, grabbed them and hid them in a small hole between two
boulders then sat on another boulder to dry off. After a few minutes,
Rick swam over.
"Dude- where are my shorts?" he asked. I smiled and shrugged
my shoulders. He had no choice but to stand up and get out of the
water now. Slowly he rose out of the water. Finally he was out past
his knees. I looked and let out a audible gasp. I was wrong- it
wasn't eight inches flaccid. It had to be at least ten inches, one
and a half across. His tremendous balls hung halfway to his knees.
My own cock sprang almost immediately to attention, jumping up to
its meager six and a half inches.
"See dude? THAT'S my problem. Never fails- whenever another
guy sees me naked they get a boner. And shit-to-hell, I'm not gay
in the least bit! High school was a nightmare! Everybody called
me Horse and the gym teachers eventually let me change and shower
in their private locker room because I was causing so much commotion
in the regular locker-room all the time."
"Damn, Rick, its no wonder everyone gets a boner. You are hung
like an elephant! It's out of shock and envy! Look, I'm sorry. But
I've been seeing that bulge in your jeans ever since I've known
you and curiosity just got the best of me." I replied. I got
up and retrieved his shorts and threw them his way. He slipped them
on as my erection slowly subsided. We returned to our camp. Out
of respect, I put on some shorts and we spent the day exploring
and talking. After dinner, I brought up that morning's events and
apologized again to Rick. He said it was okay and surprisingly brought
up the subject of sex. He said here he was, a twenty-nine year old
man and still a virgin. He said all the girls he ever dated just
wanted one thing- to see his cock. And when they did, they went
running. I asked him what he does for sex then, and he said he jacks
off to pornos about three or four times a week.
Feeling a little more comfortable since he brought the topic up
I asked him, "Since you're so- uh- big do you ever suck yourself
off when you masturbate?" Rick laughed and said he'd tried
it, but the taste of his pre-cum turned him off. Just to make him
feel more comfortable, I mentioned that I jacked off about six times
a week. He just laughed and changed the subject. Later that night
as we were lying in our sleeping bags quietly, I thought a bit then
said to Rick, "You know, I never told you this and I really
don't know why I am now, but I'm bisexual. If you want to, and don't
take this wrong or get mad at me, I'd be willing to, you know, pleasure
Rick thought to himself for about five minutes before saying, "Geez
dude! You're full of surprises this weekend. I don't know what to
think. Let's just go to sleep." I agreed, apologized again,
and dozed off. It must have been around midnight when I felt Rick
shaking my shoulder. "I thought about what you said. Even though
I'm not gay, sex with another person for once would be nice- even
if it is you." I smiled, climbed out of my sleeping bag, reached
over and unzipped Rick's bag. Rick was clearly nervous as hell.
"What are you going to do?" he asked in a shaking voice.
I just whispered, "Shhhh! Just relax. You don't have to do
a thing." My cock quickly hardened as I exposed Rick and pulled
off his shorts. I gently grabbed his flaccid monster and began to
massage it along with his balls. Slowly it filled with blood, finally
growing by about four more inches, but staying around an inch and
a half thick. It pointed straight up, just reaching between his
rock-hard, dark brown nipples and rubbing against his smooth chest.
He was breathing heavily in anticipation. I slowly took his cockhead
into my mouth, licking gently around the rim while playing with
his balls with one hand and jerking my own cock with the other.
I was able to deep-throat about seven inches- halfway down his shaft.
Shortly, I could taste a copious amount of pre-cum drip into my
mouth. It was slightly bitter, but I didn't care a bit.
I momentarily pulled his long shaft from my mouth and squeezed a
goodly amount of his pre-cum directly onto my boner, rubbing my
cockhead against his. I looked towards his face- he had an ear-to-ear
grin, with his eyes shut tight. I inserted his shaft in my mouth
again and continued to work it. I was so hot and excited that I
shot a huge load of man juice all over Rick's leg. I knew what I
was going to do next. I took some of my load from Rick's leg and
slathered it into my asshole with one, two then three fingers- stretching
it out in preparation for his engorged monster. Then I released
him from my mouth, scooped up the rest of my cum and smeared it
all over Rick's cock head, liberally mixing it with my spit to make
a thick coating of lubrication.
As soon as I felt my love canal was thoroughly stretched and lubed,
I straddled Rick's chest. His eyes opened and he gasped out "You're
not gonna do what I think your gonna do, are you? You can't handle
something that big inside you..."
I smiled. "Watch me." Slowly I shoved his cockhead against
my waiting pucker and leaned back. Pain shot through my rectum as
it stretched out to take his shaft head in. I groaned loudly as
Rick's breathing intensity increased. After what seemed an eternity
of pleasure/pain, the rim of his cock head passed through my sphincter.
I sighed with relief as the pain subsided and shear pleasure took
hold. Rick was now gently grunting. "Tell me when you're ready
to unload," I whispered.
Slowly I eased back onto his pole. Three, four, five then ix inches
in. I could feel the pressure on my prostate. Slowly I rocked back
and forth, with each thrust taking him further inside me. I could
tell he was in heaven. It took a good ten minutes until I could
feel his pubes against my ass cheeks. It just wouldn't go all the
way in to the base of his shaft. I rode him like a pro, pulling
out until I could feel the rim of his head against my sphincter
then going all the way back down until I felt the tickle of hair
against my butt.
I kept this up for a good ten minutes as Rick muttered over and
over, "I can't believe you took me that far in...this feels
incrEEEEDible!" In and out I rocked, moaning loudly. Finally,
I heard Rick whisper "I'm gonna cum!" Quickly, I pulled
his shaft from my ass with a loud plop. I spun around, opened my
mouth and placed it right in front of Rick's piss slit and started
to work his shaft with my fist. His back arched, his head went back
and he practically screamed as nine or ten strong spurts of thick,
creamy yellowish cum filled my mouth almost to capacity and started
to run down my chin. As I licked the last precious drops from his
cock, my own cock exploded again, coating Rick's face and neck in
pearly-white drops of semen. I collapsed next to Rick, taking a
moment to scoop my cum off his face and neck, apologizing for cumming
all over him. He didn't say a word, he was just breathing heavily
slowly thrusting his hips up and down.
Suddenly he gasps out, "I'm gonna shoot again!" Quickly
I took his head into my mouth as five more strong, but not as thick
shots coated my tongue. I sucked the last drops, and pulled away
from his meat.
"Again?" I asked.
"No. I'm drained. That was incredible! Fuck dude! I wish I
would have known about you years ago!" he whispered. I laid
back, rolling his sweet-tasting cum around in my mouth. I wanted
to enjoy the taste as long as possible before I swallowed it down.
The next day we hiked out. Thanks to that trip, we became closer
friends than ever before. Rick now knew that whenever he felt horny,
I was there for him.
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