Tom stirred the glowing, red embers of their campfire, sending sparks into the dark sky. Absorbed with the quiet evening, he reflected on the days happenings. Swimming nude in the clear lake, catching brook trout and feasting on them for dinner. Away from anything electronic. And best of all, bonding with Don.
The fire was low and safe enough to leave. Tom made his way toward the tent, kicked off his sandals and unzipped the flap. Don lay nude atop his sleeping bag reading by the Coleman lantern. Tom ogled the tanned back and pale, fleshy globes of his ass. He smiled and playfully slapped the doughy cheeks.
"Hey nature boy. Looks like another peaceful night in the forest. Man...I'm getting used to this lifestyle." Don placed the book down and turned to face Tom pulling off his tee shirt.
"Know what you mean. It's great out here." Don surveyed his friend's taut belly and ripped biceps. Tom quickly doffed his jeans exposing leopard print bikini underwear. The string waistband barely held up the contoured pouch filled with Tom's genitalia.
"If I'm nature boy then you're Tarzan." Don teased.
"Is the book any good?" Tom asked sprawling over the adjoining sleeping bag.
"Erotic stories, a young man's tales of visiting a gay bathhouse. You'd like it. The fish was excellent tonight, huh?"
"Yeah. Nothing like cooking on an open fire." Tom stared directly into Don's eyes which were staring at his crotch.
"You love it. Don't you?"
"Love what?"
"Sucking cock."
"Gee...why don't you get right to the point?" Don smirked. "Besides...there's only one cock to suck here. I mean, other than my own."
Tom reclined with fingers leisurely clasped behind his neck, "Yeah. Got to be one of the all time fantasies, huh? Being able to suck your own cock."
Don's gaze took in the sculpted, masculine figure dimly lit by the flickering lantern. Curly hairs adorned Tom's chest and taut legs. The visible bulge invited and like a magnet, Don moved to kneel between Tom's legs.
"No wonder all the chicks went after you." Don whispered. An owl hooted from the nearby trees reminding them of the natural, shared privacy. The backs of his fingers trailed along Tom's thighs and deftly teased up either side of the pouch.
"Going to get hard for me?" Don asked, softly brushing chest hairs and fingering his manly nipples. Tom opened his legs and sighed.
"Love your touch. So soft. Pull down my briefs."
"Not yet horny Tarzan."
"That's also what I like. Your teasing." Tom shivered as Don traced the outline of his growing member. He palmed Tom's covered balls, imagining their fullness. Insistent fingers pulled the soft penis skin through the material. Tom groaned, his prick hardening from the movement.
Casually, Don moved to the side and picked up the book. "I want to read this part to you."
"Okay." Tom complied.
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Josh had heard about the all male bath house from a fellow at the bar. As a realtor, Josh had many gay clients and he'd indulged in his bisexual side often enough. Sometimes he just wanted cock.
The fee was nominal and he signed in as a visitor. The annual membership and application would be looked into. The young man behind the desk was cordial, blonde, very tanned and scrutinized Josh handsomely. He took the locker key and towel and headed down the hallway.
He carefully hung his clothes and felt energized being naked. A quick shower was tempting but weighed himself first. Two naked men, holding hands, came around the corner and smiled to him. Josh was in great shape and the shorter, more paunchy of the two checked him out. He liked being looked at, in a way.
The sauna was not his first choice.. Josh opened the heavy wooden door to the steam room and found it nearly empty. His eyes adjusted to the dimness and moved towards the right set of benches. Sitting on the raised tier was a handsome, middle-aged man with short curly black hair with hands relaxed on knees. Josh immediately took in his muscular build and between open legs, a fairly thick penis stretched along the bench seat. The man looked up, caught his gaze and smiled.
"See anything you like?" He asked with a soft voice.
