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Emma, gently wading in the lake's dark waters, stares at Jacob's muscled back as he walks further away. His bare feet leave wet footprints on the dock's worn wood and his thick ass shifts side to side with every step he takes. His black boxer briefs stick to him like a second skin.
"What was it? What did you hear?" Emma calls out to him, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear again. Her voice carries out into he dense forest surrounding the lake and shoreside building that holds the towels, ores, and canoes.
Jacob trips over himself while glancing over his shoulder at her. "I-I just heard something! It sounded like a scream! I'll be back, I promise!" He yells back, turning forward again and jogging off of the dock.
Emma clenches her teeth in annoyance. "Of course," she mutters under her breath. She floats onto her back and closes her eyes as Jacob disappears into the woods.
Jacob hears the scream again. He progresses into a jog and uses his higher athleticism to dodge stray, jagged twigs, rocks, and tree roots poking out of the ground, desperate to find the source. Unsuccessful, he stops in a circular clearing. The high, full moon shines down on him, perfectly illuminating the empty space around him. He catches his breath, put his hands on his knees, and then stands up straight again.
"Fuck, Jacob, there's a half-naked girl waiting on you back there. What're you doing?" the jock mutters to himself. He winces as he streps on a stray pinecone. He runs a hand through his cropped, brown hair and debates just forgetting it and walking back when the sound of not-so-distant footsteps alerts him.
Jacob looks in the general direction he heard them from. He stands as still as possible. He shivers as a gust of wind rolls through, his still-damp, beefy body just barely beginning to dry off from the lake. "Hello?" Jacob calls out, trying his best to keep his voice unshaken and commanding.
Moments pass. Jacob hears more footsteps and rustling. A mop of wavy brown hair comes into view. A few shrugs on the edge of the clearing part and Nick steps through them. His worn, white sneakers crunch under the pine straws.
Shifting from on-edge to annoyed, Jacob huffs and rolls his eyes. He shifts his weight to onside, hand on hip, and rubs his face with the other. He looks at his fellow counselor. "Nick, what the hell are you doing out here?" He asks.
Nick pushes a strand of his hair out of his eye. He chuckles. "Nice to run into you too, Jacob," the Australian says. Jacob rolls his eyes. Being the only two around, and with so much quiet, his accent even thicker to Jacob's ears right now.
"Were you the one who screamed just to get me out here?" Jacob asks. Nick shakes his head and laughs again.
Nick crosses his arms against his chest. His red-and-white Henley shirt bunches up. The rolled-up sleeves show off his toned biceps and forearms. "Yeah, because the most common way to get someone's attention is to scream bloody murder," Nick glances to the side.
Jacob flips him off in response. Afterwards, Jacob looks around to the dark, dense woods and listens out for the sound again. All he can hear is the kicking up of dirt as he and Nick shift their stances, the chirp of crickets, and the sporadic flaps of a random bird's wings.
It doesn't come. Both guys sigh. Nick's eyes focus on Jacob again, water droplets still cascading down the jocks olive-toned skin. His looks further down to Jacobs underwear, the briefs a few shades darker from the water and clinging to his hefty bulge in a way that highlights every ridge of it.
"Why are you naked?" Nick asks, motioning towards Jacob's jutting package.
Jacob blushes and looks away momentarily. He sighs, puts his hands on his hips, and looks around the clearing to the treeline again.
"I was swimming with Emma when I heard the noise," Jacob says. Nick just nods in response.
Jacob takes a few steps towards Nick, still hearing out for the noise, and Nick can't help but blush. With Jacob closer to him, Nick can smell the lingering of the cologne Jacob must have put on when getting ready this morning. His blush increases five times more, now spreading down onto his neck, a tent pitching in his fitted jeans.
Nick subconsciously puts his hands over his crotch, trying to act as casually as possible, but the not-so-subtle movement makes Jacob look at him. Jacob quickly puts two and two together, a smirk on his lips in no time.
Jacob steps even closer to Nick, the mulch and leaves crunching under his feet. Nick averts Jacob's gaze. "Welp, that's about as big of a sign as any, huh? It's about time you got this bold, bro," Jacob says, his eyes raking down Nick's chest to his bulge.
Nick's eyes slightly widen. He looks at Jacob again. "W-What're you talking about?" He asks.
Jacob scoffs. "C'mon, man, really?" Jacob lightly shakes his head, curling his arms to flex his biceps, the wet muscles glistening under the moon's light. Jacob grins, his exposed pits only making Nick's cock throb, something that makes the Australian's hips twitch slightly. Nick bites his bottom lip, starting to get hot flashes.
Jacob presses on, "You really think you can resist all this?" Jacob stands with his feet shoulder-width apart, his own cock half-hard by now, jutting out directly towards Nick. Nick's eyes take in Jacob's broad, beefy, slightly-wet build. Nick swallows, precum starting to seep from his tip and wet his boxers.
Jacob relaxes his arms and shrugs. His right hand comes out, pushes Nick's hands away from his bulge, and gently cups it. A moan slips past Nick's lips as his hands move to grip Jacob's forearm.
"We've got the whole woods to ourselves right now, why not take advantage of it?" Jacob asks rhetorically, already sinking down onto his knees in front of Nick. Nick looks down at Jacob, the jock's hands already working at Nick''s button and zipper. Once they're undone, Jacob pulls Nick's jeans and briefs down to his knees, his hung, uncut cock swinging outwards.
Jacob grunts as it pops him right in the cheek. He chuckles and wraps his left hand round the base, his firm grip making Nick moan again. "It's always the quiet ones," Jacob says, looking up at Nick and smiling. His hand starts moving, rhythmically pumping Nick's cock, while his right hand rests on Nick's right thigh.
Nick looks down at Jacob, his wave hair tousled, still blushing, lips slightly parted with breathy moans passing over them as Jacob's wrist starts twisting in time with his strokes. Nick gulps and tilts his head back. He closes his eyes and basks in the pleasure. His starts bucking his hips forward into Jacob's tough, eager for more.
Jacob, enjoying how undone Nick is becoming, speeds up just a bit while bringing his lips to Nick's tip and wrapping around it, beginning to suck while his tongue runs on the underside of Nick's head. Nick groans in response, his hands coming up and resting on top of Jacob's head.
Jacob starts taking Nick deeper into his mouth, humming around it, enjoying his taste. The wet, slurping sounds get louder as Jacob works up more drool, slicking up Nick's cock more. He takes his hand off the base and holds Nick's hips with both hands, allowing Nick to gently thrust into his mouth. Jacob closes his eyes. He lightly gags every time Nick thrusts inwards.
Nick's fingers curl in Jacob's short brown hair, his thrust picking up. "F-Fuck, Jacob~" Nick moans, his head still leaning back.
Jacob's ass rests on the heels of his feet. He arches his back a bit, his chest puffed out, properly getting into the motions now. His own cock lay trapped in his briefs, heavily tenting them. Nick looks down at Jacob again. Jacob's position makes Nick moan again. His cock twitches on Jacob's tongue, dangerously close, and Jacob opens his eyes again, his brown iris' darkened even more with lust. He pulls off of Nick's cock with a wet pop sound and licks his lips clean.
Nick registers the warmth of Jacob's mouth no longer enveloping him. He opens his eyes in time to see Jacob get back up to his feet, push his boxer briefs down to his ankles, and step out of them. Now completely nude, a few streaks of mud decorate Jacob's knees, his thick, uncut dick aimed directly at Nick's.
"Don't blow too fast, man. We only just now gettin' to the real fun," Jacob says with a cheesy grin. Nick furrows his brows, his head slightly tilting. Jacob holds a hand up, signaling Nick, and turns his back to him. Jacob gets down on the ground on his hands and knees, lowering himself even more, his knees spreading and back arching again. Nick gets a full look at Jacob's thick, smooth ass and pristine hole.
Nick's horniness makes his inhibitions practically nonexistent by now, his aching boner being the main drive behind his actions. Nick takes a step forward and gets down on his knees behind Jacob. His hands reach out and grab handfuls of Jacob's asscheeks, kneading them like dough and spreading them even more to expose him. Jacob shivers as a gust of wind rolls over the clearing, ghosting over his taint. Jacob looks over his shoulder at Nick, that same grin on his lips.
"Ever fucked a guy bef-oh fuck!" Jacob's teasing gets interrupted by Nick leaning down and burying his face between Jacob's cheeks, his tongue slithering into the jock's hole with enthusiasm. His fingers dig into Jacob's cheeks to keep them apart. The tip of Nick's tongue grazes Jacob's prostate in no time, making the muscled hunk's hips jolt, a deep moan leaving his mouth as he keeps looking back at Nick.
"Fuck yeah, that's it," Jacob mutters, looking forward again and focusing on how Nick's tongue is working his hole. Nick's right hand moves from Jacob's ass to between his legs, wrapping around the himbo's cock and beginning to pump it from behind. Nick goes out of his way to time his strokes with the movements of his tongue, making Jacob's moans falter before becoming more frequent. His toes curl as he can feel himself close to cumming.
Nick soon pulls away from Jacob's ass, his hole now thoroughly loosened and wet, and lets go of Jacob's dick. It throbs as it leaves his hold, Jacob letting out a little whimper from the lack of contact. Nick leans back a bit and lines up his cock with Jacob's hole. His tip presses against the rim and Jacob arches back towards Nick, nibbling on his bottom lip as he faces forward.
Jacob's just about to automatically start begging when Nick's tip slides in, the intrusion making him gasp. A shock of pleasure shoots up Jacob's spine immediately, causing him to moan the loudest he has so far. Nick chuckles, his left hand moving to Jacob's left hip, his right resting at his side.
"Little Jakey's a slut for it, huh?" Nick says, slapping Jacob's ass with his free hand and bring his hips forward to fill Jacob's hole. Jacob grips the ground harder, Nick's size truly showing as he slides deeper and deeper into Jacob. Nick bottoms out and Jacob exhales, both of the guys stilling to get used to their individual sensations.
Jacob's warm, tight hole spasms around Nick's cock in a way that has the Australian struggling to contain himself. His right hand comes up and holds onto Jacob's hips too, steadying the jock. After a few beats, Nick pulls out halfway and then slides in balls-deep again, doing this over and over until he's built up to a considerable pace. Jacob keeps his back arched, initially only letting out small huffs with each of Nick's thrust. Once Nick finds his rhythm, Jacob's slightly looking upward towards the treetops, the moons light highlighting both of them, Jacob's bottom lip caught between his teeth and his eyes lightly crossing sporadically while Nick's hung dick hits every spot in him to make him get drunk off of the pleasure.
Jacob's rock-hard cock goes untouched, swinging back and forth between his juicy thighs in time with Nick's firm thrusts. Jacob's mouth falls open and he starts gently whining as Nick's chases his impending orgasm, now dangerously close, his cock twitching in Jacob.
Both the thought and sight of Nick having his oh-so-cocky fellow counselor on his hands and knees right now and taking it like a bitch is what pushes him over the edge. He clenches his jaw and thrusts in fully, his balls flush against Jacob's taint, and groans as he unloads his hot, creamy load into Jacob's hole. The overwhelmingly-warm sensation spreading throughout him makes Jacob come undone too, his tip flaring up and shooting his own load onto the woodland ground between his knees, the combination of Nick's cock in him and his own orgasm causing Jacob to let out a submissive whimper. His arms tremble before giving out, Jacob's chest now flat on the ground, his ass still up in the air, Nick's grip on his hips still firm.
The two's breathing progressively evens out, Nick still buried in Jacob's ass, the sounds of skin-on-skin and moans now replaced by the serene silence of the forest around them, the chirp of a cricket breaking that every now and then.
Nick pulls out of Jacob's ass and lets go of his hips. Jacob instinctually winces as Nick's tip leaves his ass, his hole left clenching around nothing and slowly leaking Nick's cum.
Jacob slightly relaxes his stance, looking back at Nick again. "Best thing you've ever done in the woods?" he asks, chuckling.
Nick nods, raising his brows. "Definitely," he answers, leaning back on the heels of his feet, grateful that he didn't find Abby otherwise he'd have some explaining to do if she ever saw this.