I pull into the trailhead to find Eric leaning against the jeep, stretching out. His orange shorts fit snug and reminded me of how much I had missed him. It had been over a week since we had last seen each other...we talked and texted, but it wasn't the same.
I pulled up next to him and parked, "Look at that hot guy!" I got out and grabbed his butt.
He turned to give me a steamy kiss, "Dude...fuck, it's been too long."
"Know what you mean." He smiles as I say, "I've been missing my Eric. Let me get going...I need to catch up."
He finished to watch me finish my warm-up. Patting me on the ass and grinning, "You know...this butt's one of my favorite parts of running."
"I fuckin' hope so, dude."
"Hey...you got the right idea! It's gonna be hot...I need to get rid of this shirt. Let me throw it in the car."
Eric and I were both shirtless and running on a wooded part of the trail. The sun was sprinkled over his skin, as we ran under the trees. We passed a couple women running towards us on the trail; they seemed to look us over pretty thoroughly...it was one of those conspicuous vertical glances, indicating they liked what they were seeing. Once they were past, he said, "Did you see that? They were checkin' us out!"
"They were...both pretty hot, too."
We had run 3 or 4 miles, before I, too, got distracted. It was his cute little running shorts. I couldn't keep my eyes off that butt...it was the kind of butt you'd about follow anywhere it took you. It was obvious that I liked to watch him run...I positioned myself a couple feet behind, where I had the best view. I restrained myself from attacking him right there, on the trail. Anyway, I finally gave in to lust and reached out to slide my hand under one of those rounded muscles. Nobody was around, so I kept my hand there for a few seconds, to feel the muscle ripple from his stride. I could hardly breath, thinking about those legs, up on my shoulders or wrapped around my waist.
He looked over and tweaked my nipple. "Now, I think you got the right idea...we got better things to do!"
"We fuckin do! Let's go over there and see if we can find some privacy." I pulled him off into the woods.
Our breathing is still broken, but he shoved his tongue between my lips and groped my ass. His skin, moist with sweat, I pulled him closer and ran my hands over his firm body...and between his legs. "I gotta have some of that fuckin' cock!"
"Fuck yeah...come and get it," he replies!
Painfully confined and growing hard, we both popped ourselves free from our jocks. The two purple helmets stood proud, sticking out over top. We pulled our running shorts down and snapped the waistbands under our balls, with everything hanging over the top. After being curled up in that sweaty jock, it felt amazing to feel a cooling breeze on my dick. It was such a relief, I stroked it some...it felt like I could even breathe easier.
He grins, "Love to watch you, stroke that beast."
"Let's move back from the trail...I can still see it from here."
Both cocks bobbed and bounced, as we moved back into the woods. We almost tripped over an old beat-up picnic table, "Maybe a deserted camp-site...I think this was part of an old girl scout camp."
He grabbed the base of his dick and held it out, "Bet the girls would really enjoy some of this!"
"They would, dude...they'd have to fight me for it, though. I think they'd get a serious education with two of us."
After the hot women on the trail and now girl scouts, I started to wonder. Maybe weird timing...maybe curiosity...concern...I don't know? I know how I felt. I had intense feelings for Eric, but I had to ask, "Do you ever miss that? Do you ever think about women anymore? Crave pussy?"
