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Free Anal Sex Sex Stories - Hunter Turns Prey
Every year I leave the wife and kids for a few days of hunting in the local mountains. I usually spend this time alone but this year I invited a colleague from the office. Roger and I have been working together for the past 3 years. We have eaten at each others homes and regularly eat lunch together at work but never suspected that he was gay. It was almost dark that Friday evening when we arrived at my favorite strip of woods. It was not far from a stream and was frequented by numerous deer. We set up our tent, started a fire and prepared our dinner. After eating we had a few swigs, from a fifth of Wild Turkey I always bring, before turning in.
The temperature was mild for the middle of November but I still had my portable heater running in the tent so it was quite comfortable. We removed our clothes down to our underwear and climbed into our sleeping bags. When I woke a few hours later my head was still cloudy from the bourbon but could not mistake the sensation I was feeling. Roger had unzipped my sleeping bag and had my dick pulled out through the fly of my boxers and from the light of the heater I could clearly see his face as his lips moved up and down my dick. I don't remember if I was already hard but if not I soon was.
I was totally shocked and was about to start yelling at Roger but couldn't dismiss the feeling of pleasure I felt. Unconsciously I started pumping my cock in and out of Rogers mouth. Realizing I had awakened, Roger paused for a second. Then, when I didn't object Roger continued sucking my dick and began moving his hand up and down my shaft and massaging my balls with the other. It must have been only a few seconds later that my dick began spewing cum down Rogers throat.
After I came I didn't know what to say or do. What would I do if Roger wanted me to suck his dick? Well Roger relieved me of the burden of answering. Wiping his mouth Roger climbed back into his sleeping bag and went to sleep.
The next morning when I woke I could see Roger's sleeping bag moving nearing his crotch and knew he was masturbating. I had a massive hard-on but the urge to urinate was overwhelming so I got up and left the tent to take a leak. Before returning to the tent I started a fire and put some coffee on. When I returned Roger was laying the other direction. I climbed back into my bag and thought about last night. I had never thought of myself as being gay or bi-sexual. Of course, I thought to myself, last night's experience didn't brand me as either anyway. Did it?
Soon the memory of Rogers lips on my dick had me hard and wanting to stroke myself. Roger was still facing the other direction so I pulled my dick out of my boxers and began stroking my dick in that the slow familiar way. The weight of the sleeping bag was to confining and uncomfortable. I glanced over at Roger making sure he was still looking the other way before I pulled it off.
After several minutes and many slow strokes later when I had my eyes closed that I felt Roger's hand above mine on my dick. I opened my eyes and watched as Roger bent forward and placed his lips on the head of my dick. I didn't say a word. I dropped my hand and pushed my hips up. Soon I was holding the back of Rogers head and pushing my dick in and out of his mouth. Naked from the waist down, Roger's hand stroked his own dick in time to his lips on mine. When cum started shooting from my dick Roger moaned loudly and stroked his dick even faster. Just before my orgasm stopped Rogers started.
When I arrived home, I kissed the kids and while hugging my wife I surprised her when I told her that Roger would be accompanying me on my next trip.
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