Reaching the Pea with Victor

Victor is a naturalist, he is very interested in wild life - he said his favourite place is Dartmoor and that he would take me to the highest peak called Haytor. I never for the life of me realised there was a lot more in what he meant but I was pleasantly to discover later.

He'd drive me there to a car park nearby and then we'd have to climb the rest on order to reach the peak.

We'd been dating for over a month and of course we have already slept together on two occasions and spent private times together in his launch on the river Dart which has been divine. There is something special in being intimate when the waves are splashing against the hull and rolling the boat too and fro.

And it is so wonderful too the way he likes me to role play as a cabin boy, how he loves me to climb the mast and toy with his after slithering down in my shortest of tight shorts, spreading the cheeks of my hind in a most sexually arousing way, so he tells me as he grasps my hind before I touch deck and divinely presses his face into my crack, just loving to nudge and squeeze and sniff me, saying I have the most wonderful tight ass that cries out for it.

"You do Peter and I mean that, I have never been so attracted to any guy more that I have you, now come here and let me enjoy you to the full!"

I tease and ask him; "Well what is that then, how do you mean to do that?" and he looks at me with those ravaging brown eyes and bodily carries me into the cabin, he is some big guy, and has me there and then across the edge of the bunk bed giving me the stiffest of cocks deep inside -and I am once again at his mercy as he fucks me to the sway of the boat rolling boldly again as the wind stirs and the rains come down.

I feel the bulk of his stiff throbbing cock inside me, the cock I have learned to enjoy to the full having spent many hours in deep and mutual oral stimulation with him, enjoying so much the way he tongues and licks every sinew below, as I too take full advantage of that so lovely swelling rubbing into my face, his firm hanging balls as well, so beautiful and a joy to handle and tease, sniffing and tasting his pungent scent and so wonderfully flexible cock as we really let ourselves go and spunk over each other, my asshole fully stretched with his hard fucking, it feels numb and wonderful and if that is what is meant by being his cabin boy I am always for it.

But now we are on a new adventure, this wild life guy want to show me the highest peak he says where we can fuck to our heart's delight. There is me imagining myself perched on the pinnacle of the peak and somehow being fucked like that on high.

When we got to the top the cloud thickened and we were hidden from below and Victor was happy because he said we could just be ourselves without inquisitive eyes looking op through binoculars or helicopters passing overhead.

He pointed out some wild rabbit and even an eagle or two, said that as much as he loved and adored it up there he'd often fantasised as to what it would be like sharing the joy with me, being on the peak and with us reaching our peak, "magnifico!"

After we'd regained our breath after a stiff climb he poured out some liquid refreshment from his flask.

"This is the life" he told me. "Doing something you really enjoy and like and being with the one you adore. Now let me have some of that beauty you are hiding in you jeans" he said and soon he watched me strip, twisting to his command as he started to stroke my hind in the way I loved and adored. It was very thrilling to be like this, soon completely naked on the peak of Haytor, being everything that dear Victor wanted me to be.

As we perched ourselves on the edge of a smooth rock face I felt his fingers begin to explore me as his mouth pressed to mine and we were soon indulging a wonderful deep tonguing kiss that was typical of Victor. He had come well equipped easing some lubrication into my ass as he continued to French kiss, it was so good the feeling, that feeling of being wanted, so beautiful and lovely as he stretched me wider and I remembered how after we'd first met, how he loved to use dildo's to stretch me before intercourse, he even had a rubberised one moulded to the size of his cock which he used to ensure my readiness for the real thing, which was always better than the latter, but the thrill and joy of being all ass for him was beyond words could describe, enjoying every way he explored me, I just wanted to be all ass for him because he loved to pamper me so much, all the nudges, the sucks, the licking, the sniffing as he liked me to sit on his face, he'd massage me with his mouth and tongue as his fingers worked my balls and cock.

The feeling was out of this world and then to enjoy him mutually, leaning down as I crouched over his face and sucked his cock into my mouth teasing and stroking his balls, squeezing and cupping them as I stretched his foreskin back tight to take a taste of his ripe p-hole.

Now on the smoothness of the rock he took a rolled up blanket from his knapsack and somehow we managed to find that perfect mutual sucking position, his cock tasting as good as ever I was in my element, he slapped my ass cheeks, he loved to see them wobble he announced as he moved and decided to take me over his lap to give me a sound spanking, making me yelp, the pain was significant but always, always the sting would soon go replaced by a wonderfully soothing numbness as he once again got to work on massaging my ass cheeks, now very red and sensitive, with some coconut cream.

And the followed the licking, his finger delving inside me once again and I knew he was preparing me for the ultimate deep fuck.

By this time, his teasing so tense, I felt hungry for his fill. Feeling his fingers moving inside, circling and stretching, his tongue tasting me between the rimming as he pushed the fingers he'd been using in me into my mouth, so I could share the flavour of my ass he said as later, after we'd fucked and cum, we'd share the combined taste of all our body juices in a very accentuated French kiss which lasted gloriously for ever, and which generally aroused him into another frenzied deep fuck until, we were both completely exhausted.

So there we were, having reached our peak in the clouds and mist over Haytor rock.

I wondered what sort of adventure Victor had stored up for me next!