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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Oh my God, I hope he's not dead.

Todd worked all winter and spring at an extra part time job so he could go on his dream vacation.  He had four weeks of vacation time earned at his regular IT job, and planned his trip for months.  His plan was simple.  He’d go where there were no phones, computer, cars or people.  

He’d just broken up with his fiancĂ©.  He found out she was screwing his best friend on a regular basis.  He threw himself into his work and totally cut himself off from everyone.  He fought off depression by planning the trip.  Shopping for all the best camping equipment made him happy.  It took his mind off everything. 

He spent his free time, what little there was, researching tips about camping.   He read books and watched videos.  He’d camped before, but he knew he was in for the challenge of his life and wanted to be ready for everything.  At the last minute, he decided to take his cell phone.  He knew he’d be in a remote area where it probably wouldn’t work, but something told him to take it.

The flight to Anchorage seemed to take forever.  He picked up the perishables and found he’d left out two items he might need.  Although he was not a hunter, he bought a hunting rifle and a large knife.  His father had taken him hunting as a kid and made him dress out the deer his father had shot.  It was the most horrible day in his young life, but it was also a lesson well learned.  He picked up a new fishing reel.  His was old and he didn’t want to depend on it for a month in the wilds of Alaska.

The weather was perfect as he set out on his hike.  There were trails for the first two days, but then he reached a point past were others would go.  He’d only seen two other people in the trails.  Now he expected to see no one.  The food he’d brought ran low by the end of the first week.  Now he’d have to hunt and fish. 

He found a stream that was full of fish and set up camp.  He carefully set up a ring of rocks and built a fire.  Collecting more rocks, he added to the ring until it was a couple feet high.  He stock piled a lot of wood and kindling.  During the day, he’d fish and gather mushroom and edible berries and plants.  At night, he’d stoke up the fire so the rocks would get hot and with the tent opening facing them, he’d be warm all night. 

One night, he had a visitor, a big bull moose.  Knowing they were dangerous animals and more likely to attack than a bear, he pulled out his rifle.  The moose kept getting closer and closer.   When Todd came out of the tent, it started to huff and snort.  Todd lowered the barrel and aimed.  The moose started to lower his head like he was ready to charge.  Todd pulled the trigger.  The bullet slammed into the moose’s right antler, near his head, right where Todd aimed.  The moose’s head jerked to the side as the antler shattered and fell off.  The left antler twisted the animal’s head to the side.  The moose tried to run off.  He stumbled around and ran into trees as he tried to get away. 

Todd knew that moose loose their antlers in the winter.  If one falls off before the other, the moose can’t eat until the other falls off.  Todd ran after the moose.  He had been asleep when he was wakened by the moose and was totally naked.  He felt funny, but he had to help the animal out.  He finally caught up with him.  He took aim and shot the left antler in the same place as the first.  It shattered, but didn’t fall off.  Todd knew the moose would knock it off so he took the opportunity to go back to camp.  He could hear the moose knock the antler against trees.  He heard it snap off and the moose run away.

Todd decided he liked being naked.  He could wash his clothes and just put them away.  Why dirty up clothes when you’re alone in paradise.  The next few days, he roamed around his camp naked until night when it got a little too cold unless he was close to the fire. 

One day, he decided to walk a little farther from camp.  He took his riffle and left at dawn, heading for the high mountain close by.  He walked for hours, keeping mental notes of the path he took.  He stopped for lunch and soon after found a beautiful area at an elevation where the trees were already loosing their leaves.   It concerned him a bit.  He didn’t expect the weather to be changing this early in August.  He was naked, but the sun was warm so he wasn’t cold unless he stopped walking.  Then he found it fairly cool.  He decided it might be better to head back down to the camp.

Just as he turned, something half buried in the leaves caught his attention.  It was a naked man.  “Oh God, I hope he’s not dead.”  was his first thought.  He rushed over to the man.  Wiping away the leaves, he checked for obvious injuries.  Finding none, he rolled him over.  The guy was alive, but just barely.  His lips were blue from cold, and his eyes had dark circles around them.  He tried to wake the guy, but got only moans and a little movement.  He took a bottle of water and poured some on his lips.  The guy opened his mouth and drank a little water.

The guy opened his eyes just a bit and tried to talk.  After a few more drinks, he managed to open his eyes wider.  “Are you hurt anywhere?” Todd asked. 

The guy shook his head and mumbled “cold”.

“This is a hell of a time for me to be naked.  I’ll try to get a fire started.”  Todd said.  He ran around gathering wood and rocks.  He rushed to start a fire, using a shot from his rifle to start some leaves burning.  The blast shook the guy, but he realized what Todd was doing and relaxed.  Todd got a good fire started and moved the guy as close to it as was save.  He sat behind the guy, holding his warm body against the cold man’s back.  “My God man, you feel like a corpse.  How long have you been out here like this?”  The guy was able to hold up four fingers.  “Four days?” Todd asked.

The guy nodded.  Todd rubbed his arms and tossed more wood on the fire.  The sun started going behind the mountain.  The days were fairly long, but on the east side of the mountain, it got dark earlier.  Soon, both Todd and the guy were asleep.  Todd woke several times and tossed more wood on the fire.  By morning, the guy’s temperature was back up to normal.  The sun woke them both as it rose over the hills to the east.

“You saved my life.  I would be dead by now if you hadn’t found me.” The guy said as he felt Todd stir.

“When was the last time you ate something?” Todd asked. 

“Three days ago.  I found some raspberries.” The guy said.

“Let’s see if we can find something.  All I have left is a bite of jerky.” Todd said.  They got up, but the guy couldn’t stand up yet.  “That’s okay, you stay here and I’ll see what I can find.  Oh, my name’s Todd.” Todd said offering his hand.

“Ha, you’re not the first guy I’ve slept with before I knew his name.  I’m Jerry.” The guy said.  Then he realized he’d outed himself to a complete stranger with a gun.

Todd looked surprised at first, but broke into a big grin, telling Jerry it was alright.  Jerry slumped back against the rock Todd had been leaning on behind him.  He was too week from hunger, thirst and hypothermia.  Todd ran off looking for anything they could eat.  He found an area of grass and saw tracks.  Soon, he found a large bird.  He didn’t know what kind of bird it was, but he knew it wasn’t a balled eagle so he took the shot.  The bullet took the bird’s head right off.  Todd grabbed it and headed back to their fire.  By the time he got there, he’d bled out the bird and pulled off most of its feathers.  Jerry was asleep.  Todd had trouble waking him.  He knew the guy needed food and water.  He quickly rigged a rotisserie and told Jerry to keep the bird from burning.  He was going to go get water.

Jerry managed to keep the bird turning while Jerry ran down a stream.  Jerry came back and handed the water to Jerry.  Jerry almost drank all of it.  Soon, the bird was done enough to eat.  Todd gave all of it to Jerry, even though he was starving himself.  Jerry ate all he could.  He kept trying to get Todd to eat some, but Todd refused.  They rested a while.   Then Todd put out the fire and covered the coals.

They started walking to Todd’s camp.  “How’d you get out here like this?” Todd asked.

“Over the mountain, there’s a hunter’s lodge.  I stayed there over night and hiked out here early in the morning.  I’m a photographer.  Some guys mugged me.  They made me strip and took all my stuff, everything.  One of them tied me to a tree, but I got loose.  By the time I did, it was dark.  I got lost and couldn’t find my way back to the lodge.” Jerry said.

“What did they do that for, just to rob you?” Todd asked.

“I guess, certainly not to rape me.” Jerry joked. 

“I hope we don’t run into them again.” Todd said.

“I hope not.  They’ve got more guns than they need.  I’d sure like to get my camera equipment back though.” Jerry said.

“I bet.  Those things aren’t cheep.” Todd.

“I got over ten grand in that bag.” Jerry said.
The walked as long as they could, then Jerry had to rest.  They found a sunny spot on a rock and rested.  They heard a shot.  It was close by.  Then they heard another, then several more.   Todd told Jerry to stay there.  He crawled up the ridge and saw two guys shooting into a small lake.  They were obviously drunk.  Todd waved Jerry over.  Jerry looked over the ridge and saw the two men who’d mugged him and left him to die.

“That’s them.  Give me your gun.” Jerry said.

“Ever shot one before?” Todd asked.

“Well, no.” Jerry admitted.

“Better let me.”  Todd said.  He positioned himself in a better spot and laid waiting for the right time.  The two drunks finally put their guns down and started taking off their clothes.  When they were naked, they waded out into the lake to retrieve the fish they’d shot.  Todd took aim.  He fired.  One of the guns shot up in the air.  As it spun around, Todd and Jerry could see it was bent at a thirty degree angle.

The men freaked.  By the time they saw what had been shot, Todd shot the other man’s gun.  The same thing happened to it.  The men were in chest deep water and apparently couldn’t swim.  They started scrambling for shore.  Todd and Jerry ran to the shore.  Todd aimed his gun at the men.  Jerry went to their stuff.  The first thing he did was go threw their pockets and recover his wallet and money.  Then he threw their clothes in their camp fire.   Then he started looking for his gear.  He found his camera bag and hiking supplies.  His clothes were gone.  He also found four pistols and a small back pack full of ammunition.  He stuffed all the guns the pack and grabbed his camera bag.  All he left them was camping dishes and flatware.   He took all their food which was power bars, and jerky, and their canteens. 

Walking back to the beach, he aimed a loaded 45 at the two men.  He and Todd ordered the men to go back out in the lake.  “It’s freezing cold and we can’t swim.” One argued.  Jerry fired off a shot that was way closer to the guy’s head than he intended it to be.  In fact, it was so close, that the guy felt it brush through his hair just over his ear.  Little did the guy know it was a luck shot.  He spun around and rushed out into the middle of the lake.  The water was over his head.  He and his partner struggled to keep their heads above the water.  Jerry and Todd walked off with Jerry’s haul.

“I’m such a dumb ass.  I should have kept their clothes, or at least their boots.” Jerry said.

“You couldn’t find your clothes?” Todd asked.

“I guess they got rid of them.  Their clothes wouldn’t have fit anyway.  Oh well, God know what kind of bugs I’d get from their clothes.”  Jerry said.

“Yeah, true.  By the way, that was one hell of a shot.” Todd said.

“It scared me as much as it did him.  I wasn’t trying to get anywhere close to him.  I’ll leave the shooting up to you.  You’re pretty good.  Where’d you learn to shoot like that, the service?” Jerry asked.

“No, I guess I was just born with it.  My dad took me to shooting ranges and hunting, but I wouldn’t shoot game.  That bird was the first thing I’ve ever killed.” Todd said.

“What kind of bird was it?” Jerry asked.

“I don’t know.  It was bigger than any other birds I saw, so I shot it.” Todd chuckled. 

“It was good.  Of course, anything would have been good right then.” Jerry said.  “Hey, they had a ton of Jerky.  Here” Jerry said, handing Todd a bag of jerky.

“ALRIGHT, I need that.” Todd exclaimed. 

“Say, you don’t think those guys will come after us do you?” Jerry asked.

“I doubt it.  No guns, no food, no clothes.  They’ll probably head for home.  You didn’t leave them anything they can hurt us with anyway.” Todd said.

“Not unless the hit us over the head with a frying pan.” Jerry joked.  The excitement and adrenaline of the encounter wore off.  Jerry started to weaken again.  Todd took his bag and the men’s back packs.  Jerry stumbled along.  They stopped to rest again.  Jerry ate a powerbar and some jerky.  He took a drink from one of the canteens but spit it out.  “That’s fucking whisky.” He yelled.  Todd laughed and handed him his water. 

“We’ll save that for another time.  The place they stopped at was warn and sunny.  Both guys fell asleep.  Todd woke just as one of the two muggers charged at them.   Todd grabbed a rock and slammed it against the side of the guys face.  He was instantly down for the count.  The other guy grabbed Jerry, but Todd got his gun up and aimed it at the guy’s face.  The guy used Jerry to block Todd’s aim.   Todd smiled at Jerry.  “Like they do on TV?”

Todd looked confused at first, then herealized what Todd meant.  He stomped on the guy’s instep and dropped.  Todd fired his rifle, hitting the mugger in the armpit.  The guy screamed like a woman.  His buddy was just starting to come around.  Jerry jumped at his bag and pulled out the 45.  He slammed the barrel in the guy’s mouth, shattering his front teeth, both of them.  “I ought to blow your fucking brains out.” Jerry shouted.    He pulled the gun out of the guy’s mouth and rammed it in his crotch.  The guy tried to swing at him so he fired off a shot that blew one of the guys nuts right out of his sack.  The scream echoed through the hills.

Jerry stood up so he could take in all the satisfaction of watching the guy writhe in pain.  His buddy was freaking out at what Jerry had done.  His own womb was bleeding, but the bullet had just raked the skin of his arm and gone through his rather impressive lat.  It hadn’t hit any arteries or bone.  Todd had intended to his shoulder joint so he’d be affected for the rest of his life.  He really liked what Jerry had done.  If the guys were smart, they could stop the bleeding and survive. 

The guy on the ground was screaming, “You blew my nuts off” over and over.  He buddy was holding his shoulder and trying to help his friend stop the bleeding.  Todd laughed at the men freaking out over their injuries. 

“I’m not going to just blow a nut off next time I see you, mother fucker.  I’m going to shove the gun up your ass and blow your guts out.  Now get the fuck out of here.” Jerry screamed.

They managed to get up and walk a few steps.  The one nut guy collapsed crying in pain.  They got up again and made it a few more yards.  Jerry happened to look down and saw his testical laying on the ground.  He picked it up.  “Hey one nut, you forgot something.”  He threw the little orb at the men.  His buddy caught it and quickly dropped it in disgust.  Eventually, they disappeared in the woods.

Charged up with adrenaline, Todd and Jerry walked on.  They reached Todd’s camp long after dark.  Todd knew he was headed in the right direction by the terrain and the sound of the stream.  They washed off in the stream, stoked up the fire and crawled in the little one man tent.  “This is going to be cozy.” Jerry joked.

“Can’t get any cozier than last night was.  I never hugged a fella long.” Todd chuckled.

“Ah but tonight, I’ll know it.  I’ll try to keep my back to you so I don’t poke you with anything.” Jerry said.

“You keep your back to me, and I might poke you.” Todd joked.

“Oh dear oh dear, how horrible that would be.” Jerry said sarcastically.  “You ever done a guy?” he asked.

“Naw, I’ve never had a desire to.  I used to do pretty good with the girls.  I may go that way after the last bitch I dated.” Todd said.

“REALLY!” Jerry said.

“Shut up and go to sleep.” Todd said.  They both chuckled and in just seconds were fast asleep.  The night was quiet and they both slept well.  When they woke, Jerry was cuddled up against Todd’s side.  He smiled as Todd woke and wrapped his arm around him.  But Todd wasn’t just being sweet.  He started squeezing Jerry’s neck.  “AAK” Jerry cried.  Todd laughed and sat up, dragging Jerry’s head with him.  Jerry responded by going for Todd’s morning wood.  He just got his lips on it when Todd shoved him back down and scrambled out of the tent laughing. 

Todd walked over to the edge of the camp site and took a long piss.  Jerry crawled out of the tent.  His head spun as the stood up and he almost fell over into the fire.  Todd caught him.  “Slow down buddy, you’re still week.” Todd said.

“Wow, I felt great till I stood up.” Jerry said.  He sat down on the rocks surrounding the fire, but jumped back up.  “That’s still hot.”  He said holding his butt.

Todd caught him again, laughing his ass off.   “You sit here, while I get breakfast together.  I hope you like oat meal.” Todd said.

“I like it with fruit.  I wish I had some of those raspberry’s I had a few days ago.” Jerry said.

“There’s some bushes right across the stream.  I’ll cook while you get the berries, but take it slow and easy.” Todd suggested.

“Wow, how lucky.” Jerry said. 

“Take it slow.” Todd yelled.

“Yes daddy.” Jerry joked.  He stepped into the knee deep stream.  “Oh my God this water’s cold.” He screamed.  “Slow my ass.”  He scampered across the stream.  He came back a couple minutes later with his arm against his stomach.  He’d collected all the berries he could carry.  “Leave it to me to not take something to carry them in.” he laughed.  Todd laughed and helped him get the berries into a bowl.  There were more berries than the bowl would hold.  The two started eating them and feeding them to each other.  Jerry mashed one on Todd’s nipple and liked it off.   Todd playfully mashed one on his cock.  Jerry went right for it.  Todd jumped away.  “You keep teasing me like that and I’m going to tie you up and suck you dry.” Jerry threatened.

“Maybe later, breakfast is ready.” Todd said.  They ate breakfast and went fishing.  Todd gave Jerry his old rod and reel.  Jerry was the first to catch a fish.  Todd caught the largest one though.  They filleted them in the stream and put the fillets in plastic bags which they put in the stream, held down with a rock.  They took the fish heads and scraps down stream and tossed them in the water.  All this was so it didn’t attract bears to the camp.  Then they went “shopping” for mushrooms and what ever else they could find.  There were bolita mushrooms all over the place.  Jerry was afraid of them, but Todd showed him how good they were. 

They chatted about their homes and lives.  Jerry was real close to his family until he told them he was gay.  Now they barely acknowledged he was alive.  Todd’s folks were separated and getting a divorce.  Todd was really angry at them.  Neither one had a good reason to separate.  He hoped by him dropping off the grid for a while, they’d change their minds and get back together.  He hadn’t told anyone of his plans.  All anyone knew was he was going on vacation for a month.

Jerry was supposed to be at his sister’s wedding.  He’d kept touch with her although she didn’t approve of his “choices”.  The wedding was that day.  He wished he could call her and tell her what happened.  Todd got out his phone, but as expected, the battery was nearly dead and there was no signal.  They had fun gathering wood and food and talking.  The day seemed to go quickly.  Todd asked Jerry if he wanted to go back home.   “Man, I don’t want to fuck up your vacation anymore than I have.  I can’t go back on my own, I’m lost.  I hate for you to have to share your camp, but I’d hate for you to leave before you’re ready.” Jerry said.

“I did come out here to get away from everything, but I don’t mind sharing my camp with you at all.  If you want, let’s stay a couple days and if we are about to kill each other, we’ll go back.” Todd suggested.

“That sounds great.  But promise me if you don’t like something I’m doing or not doing, you’ll tell me.” Jerry said.

“Oh hell yeah I will.” Todd teased.  That night, they were visited by a massive grizzly bear.  All the food was hung high in a tree of stored in bags under water in the stream, so there was no food to attract him.  Todd figured it was the fire that caught his attention.  He held Jerry close and told him to not move or make a sound.  The bear stuck his head in the door of the tent.  His head was the same size as the door.  He sniffed at Todd and Jerry’s feet and went on.  They listened until the heard him cross the stream and leave.

“Oh my God, either we’re really lucky or we got some stinky feet.” Jerry whispered.  Todd cracked up.

“Did you see the size of that son of a bitch?  His head barely made it through the door.” Todd said.

“Hell no, I didn’t see it.  I was too busy cowering.” Jerry said.  He’d stuck his face in Todd’s arm pit.

In an hour, sunlight began to warm the tent.  Neither guy slept after there guest.  They got up and crawled out of the tent.  “Mother fuck, look at these tracks.” Jerry said as he stood up outside the tent door.  He put his size 11 foot in the indentation.  It took up about one fifth of the space.

“Holy shit, that think must be gigantic.” Todd said. 

“It is.” Jerry said quietly.  Todd was still on all fours.  He looked up and Jerry’s face.  It was white and staring across the stream.  Todd looked around the side of the tent.  The bear was sitting in the stream on the far side.  He was grabbing fish as they passed by.  He looked up and Jerry and Todd.   He snorted and went on about his business.  “Guess fish is off the menu this morning.”

“So are raspberries.” Todd said.  Jerry slowly got back in the tent.  He pulled out the pistols from the mugger’s pack.  They loaded them and sat quietly.  They heard strange noises and splashing.  They peeked out of the tent and started laughing.  The bear was on his back kicking around and wiggling back and forth.  “He’s taking a bath.” Todd said. 

A few minutes later, the bear rolled over and walked into the camp.  Todd and Jerry sat at the door of the tent with fully loaded guns.  The massive bruin lumbered up from the stream with a large fish in his mouth.    He was so close the guys could see raspberry stains in the fur around his mouth.  The bear walked right by the tent, so close the guys could smell it.   It dropped the fish on the ground and walked on.  “Oh my God, he brought us a fish.” Jerry said.

“He was a visitor in our territory.  He paid us for letting him stay and eat.” Todd suggested. 

“Funny, but logical” Jerry said.  I wonder if he’ll come back. 

“I’d never seen him before.  He must be just passing through.” Todd said.

The next week went by quickly.  The guys had all sorts of fun.  Jerry kept trying to get Todd to let him photograph him.  Todd wasn’t too keen on the idea.  But eventually, they took shots of each other.   They got to acting up and playing around, having a lot of fun.  That night, when they went to bed, Jerry confessed he wished they could stay there forever.

“In about two weeks, we’d freeze to death.” Todd said.

“I tried that once.  No thanks.” Jerry said.  They were already cuddled up as they always were in the tiny tent, but he put his arm across Todd’s chest and laid his head on it.  Rain began to fall.  A cold breeze blew.  They both knew it was time to go home.  The next day, they started preparing to leave.  They filled plastic bags with mushrooms and raspberries.  Todd had found a patch of wild roses that were covered with hips.  He picked a bag full of them to take home.  Jerry watched sadly while Todd packed up everything but the tent. 

They held each other that night.  Even though it would be a several days of hiking out, it seemed like the end of their friendship.  Jerry wanted to make love to Todd so badly.  He dared not try.  They went to sleep.  The next morning, they got up and struck the tent.  They divided the gear evenly and headed home. 

They passed the giant bear about fifteen minutes down the way.  It raised its head and looked at them and went on about his business.  They walked for hours without talking.  Only when they stopped to eat lunch did they finally talk.

“I’m going to miss this so much.” Todd said.

“What’s that?” Jerry said.

“All this, the trees, the animals, the peace, you” Todd said.

“I’m going to miss you to.  I’ve never had so much fun with anyone.  I never slept with someone like we did and not had sex with them.  It was nice for a change.  Not that I would turn you down if you asked.” Jerry joked.

“That’s nice to know.  We’ll be sleeping together tonight.  Maybe I’ll get horny.”  Todd returned Jerry’s tease.

“Hell, it took long enough for me to get a rise out of you.” Jerry said.

“You haven’t yet.” Todd said.

“We’ll see about that.” Jerry said.  They walked on.  That night, they set up the tent and crawled in.  Jerry crawled in first.  Todd went in over him.  He straddled Jerry.  He hovered over him with a slight smile.  Jerry looked at him with puppy dog eyes.  Todd’s smile widened.  He leaned down for a quick kiss.  Jerry’s lips didn’t move.  Todd smiled and kissed the end of his nose.  Still smiling, he kissed each eye.  Jerry wrapped his arms around Todd as their mouths met in a passionate open mouth kiss.  Their tongues explored each other’s mouth.  Todd slipped and arm under Jerry’s back and pulled him over on top of him.  He grabbed the back of Jerry’s hair pulled his head back.  He bit into Jerry’s neck and shoulders, passionately, tasting his sweat. 

Jerry flinched as some of the bites were slightly painful, but that only made them turn him on more.  He could feel the emotion in them.  It wasn’t just sexual passion.  It went deeper, way deeper, into their very souls. 

Todd rolled him over again and continued the biting, sucking, kissing and licking all the way down to Jerry’s waist.  He chewed Jerry’s pits, his waist, and even his pubes.  Jerry could hardly believe the things he was feeling.  His body had never been so excited.  He squirmed as Todd hit spots on his body Jerry never even thought could be interesting.  Todd went down his inner thighs all the way from his balls to his knees.  He attacked the backs of Jerry’s knees, sending Jerry’s brain into overload.  Jerry let out loud barks of pleasure.  Todd spread his legs apart and moved up his thighs to his balls and perineum, his butt cheeks, his crack.  Jerry’s vocals got louder as his excitement reached overload.  Todd attacked his lower back.  Jerry jerked and squirmed.  Suddenly, he realized Todd was knocking at his back door. 

Jerry opened it and let him in, all the way in.  How Todd could so rhythmically fuck him while wildly chewing his neck and shoulder was more than Jerry could figure out.  Every cell of his body was tingling with joy and excitement.  Todd had to stop several times to keep from cumming before he was ready.  He wasn’t going to cum until Jerry was nearly out of his mind.  Finally though he knew he couldn’t hold off any more.  He pulled out just long enough to roll Jerry over and stick it back in.  Then he grabbed Jerry’s cock and bent at the waist like a contortionist.  He took Jerry’s cock in his mouth.  With his hands, he moved Jerry’s hips up and down on his cock and in his mouth.  Jerry started shooting first.  Todd had to let his cum run out the sides of his mouth.  He was breathing too hard to swallow.  Then he began to shoot up Jerry’s ass.  Jerry quit cumming just in time for Todd to let his cock drop out of his mouth and let out a loud cry of lustful joy. 

Todd collapsed on top of Jerry.  They lay panting for some time.  “Geez, all I wanted was to suck your dick.” Jerry said. 

Todd burst out laughing. “You can do that in the morning.” He said.

“You kidding?  With all the berries I’ve been eating.  You gotta go wash that thing off.” Jerry said. 

“From the way your pits smelled, we both gotta go take a bath.” Todd said.

“Good idea.” Jerry said.  They got up and went to the stream close by.  The water was cold, but not as cold as the stream at Todd’s camp.  It was the same stream, but much farther down the mountain.  Here, it was deeper and wider.  They bathed and wiped the water off each other’s body.  Towels are too heavy to bring along.  A cold wind came down the mountain side.  They ran back to the tent.  Todd didn’t want to bother with a fire, so they cuddled up in his sleeping bag.  Quickly, they fell asleep. 

Jerry woke first.  He tried to go down on Todd before he woke up, but he got caught.  Todd didn’t move.  He just smiled.  Jerry sucked him, edging him several times and finally drinking down his load.  He laid his head on Todd’s belly and they both slept for another hour or so. 

Again, they struck camp and headed down the mountain.  Jerry took Todd’s hand.  Todd looked over and smiled.  He grasped Jerry’s hand tightly.  They made good time because Todd knew exactly where he was going.  They stopped at night and made love before sleeping peacefully three nights in a row. 

When they got to the paths where other’s had been, they stopped and got dressed.  Jerry and Todd were the same size, but Todd’s shoes wouldn’t fit Jerry.   From this point on, the trails were rough and rocky.  Jerry walked carefully, but his feet were getting sore.  Todd pulled out all his socks.  Jerry put on five pairs of socks, but by the time they got to the park ranger’s station where Todd began his walk, Jerry’s feet were bruised and painful.  He’d stepped on something sharp and cut one foot.  The ranger’s took a report about what happened to Jerry and took him to the hospital in Anchorage.  Todd stayed with him. 

While they were there in the emergency room, they heard two guys raising hell.  The ranger went to see what the commotion was.  He came back laughing.  “Well, there’s a guy in there with his nut shot off and another one with a gun shot to his arm pit.  They’re claiming someone robbed them and shot them just for kicks.”  The rangers said.

Todd and Jerry looked at each other and just laughed.  “I wonder how they got back so quickly.” Todd said.

“They had four wheelers out there.  They cauterized their wombs with heated flatware the ‘robbers’ left with them.  Man, I’d like to have been there when the guy cauterized his nut sack.” 

“Me to” Jerry laughed.

The ranger left and the doctors treated Jerry’s feet as best they could.  There wasn’t much they could do for the bruises.  In the mean time, Todd got them a hotel room.  He called his boss and told him he’d be gone for a couple more days. 
Todd carried Jerry across the hotel lobby up the elevator and to their room.  He put Jerry to bed and went to get them something to eat.  Todd sat on Jerry’s bed while they ate and watched TV.  Then he cleared it off, pulled the covers back.  He stripped Jerry and got undressed himself.  He crawled in bed beside Jerry and pulled up the covers. 

Jerry had been silent while Todd undressed them and got in bed.  He was surprised and delighted.  He started to say something, but Todd spoke first.  “You’re from Seattle.   I’m from Chicago.  I don’t want this to end.  I don’t know where it’s going, but I’m not ready for it to stop here.”

“Seattle’s depressing.” Jerry said.

“Chicago stinks.” Todd said.

“What do we do?” Jerry asked.

“Let’s sleep on it.  Maybe we’ll come up with an answer in the morning.  I’m too tired now to think about it.” Todd said.

“Me to” Jerry said.  Todd laid his head on Jerry’s chest.  They slept.

In the morning, they both had come up with solutions.  Jerry spoke first.  My uncle has been after me to move to Portland.  I can move there and we can find jobs easily.  We won’t have to pay rent or a mortgage.”  My uncle knows I’m gay.  He isn’t, but I’m still his favorite nephew.”

“I’ve got an answer to.  I can do my job from anywhere.  My boss suggested it once before when I said I didn’t like Chicago.” Todd said.  “I still don’t know what’s going to come of this.” 

“I don’t know either, but I’m willing to take a chance if you are.” Jerry said. 

“I’ll have to go home to get things started in Chicago.” Todd said.

“I’ll call my uncle and see if the offer still stands, and if it’s okay for me to bring a boyfriend.” Jerry said. 

“You do that and I’ll go get us breakfast.” Todd suggested.  He dressed and left.  When he got back, Jerry was smiling.  His uncle had sold his house, but he had three others he’d been renting out.  They could take their pick.  When Jerry asked him if he could bring a boyfriend, he uncle said he expected him to.  He never thought his nephew would be single. 

After breakfast, they borrowed a wheelchair form the hotel and went shopping for clothes for Jerry.  They were crowd pleasers where ever they went.  At a thrift store, they found a wheelchair for ten bucks.  They bought it and rolled around together until both guys were exhausted.  They returned to the hotel and returned the hotel’s chair.  Jerry got in the chair they bought, and Todd took him to the room for a passionate joyful love session.  They left the next day to go home and make arrangements to move to Portland.  A month later, Jerry carried Todd across the threshold into their new home and new life.
He final test for the bell man job.

Reddy McCoy got excited when a five star hotel was built in his home town.  He came from a lower middle class family and high school was as far as he went in school.  His folks couldn’t pay for college and the jobs in that town didn’t pay enough.  The hotel would give him an opportunity to make more money than he’d ever made before.  He applied for a bellman job.

He was hired, but had to go through three weeks of training.  He didn’t mind.  Hell, he was getting paid for it.  He lucked out and got the last bellman position available.  His trainer was about his age.  He was hansom and had a fierce body, Reddy thought.  He seemed to take a licking to Reddy.  The training was much more difficult than Reddy thought it would be.  It was physical for one thing.  Reddy was a skinny red headed boy who’d never gotten into sports or any other extremely physical stuff.  His thing was fishing in the cool clear streams around the area.

Mark, his trainer started him off in the gym.  Reddy was at an age where he quickly made progress.  Three weeks wouldn’t be long enough to get him in the kind of shape he needed to be in.  It was dangerous for a long skinny fellow like him to be slinging around heavy luggage.  Mark talked to his bosses and got Reddy a bar back position until he was fit to take on the bellman job.

Reddy and Mark worked out five days a week.  They rested on Wednesdays and Sundays.  Mark advised Reddy on his diet, and Reddy took his advice.  Meanwhile, Reddy trained in the other requirements of the job.  He took Spanish lessons at the Hotel, and took French on his own.  His enthusiasm for the job made him a perfect student.

Mark saw how hard Reddy was working and admired him for it.  One day in the gym, the AC broke down.  Reddy and Mark got really hot and sweaty.  They usually left the gym to shower at home.  This time, they decided to shower before leaving for home.  Mark saw Reddy’s lean body for the first time.

“Damn, you’re a lot more muscular than you look in clothes.” Mark said.

“Now my muscles are strong to.” Reddy said.  “That’s thanks to you.”

“You must have always had the potential.  You just never used it.”  Mark said.

“I wasn’t to into sports.  Guys teased me all the time.” Reddy said.

“What for?” Mark asked.

“Red hair, white skin, freckles, perdy much anything they could think of.” Reddy said.

“Bet they didn’t tease you about a small dick.” Mark said.

Reddy blushed.  “Naw, That’s one thing I had over them.”

“I guess you were more popular with the girls.” Mark said.

“Shit, I never got the time of day from the girls.  Well there was one.  She’s about five feet tall and just as wide.  What is it about fat girls and skinny guys?” Reddy asked.

“Ha ha, My brother and his wife are like that.  I call them Dot and Dash.  She’s five two and weighs over three hundred, he’s six two and weighs one sixty.” Mark laughed.

“I bet he’s got a big dick.  Seems like tall skinny guys usually do.” Reddy said.

“Sure does.  He’d have to to fuck her.” Mark chuckled. 

Reddy noticed Mark was looking at his cock and balls a lot.  He decided it would be okay to look back.  Till then, he’d kept his eyes on everything but Mark.  When he looked, he had to stifle his reaction.  Not only was his body flawless, his cock and balls were beautiful.  Not as big as his, but cut and perfect.   He was mesmerized.   Mark caught him staring.  He didn’t say anything and looked away when Reddy saw he was caught.  Reddy turned red again and looked away to.

The next day, Mark brought Reddy his bellman’s uniform.  It fit kind of sloppy, but the hotel would tailor it for him.  Mark watched while Reddy stripped out of his bar clothes and put on the uniform.  He was as excited as a little kid. 

“Now we have to see how coordinated you are.” Mark said.  He handed Reddy a tray with a bottle of scotch and a glass.  “Hold that in one hand and walk across the room.”

Reddy did as instructed.  “Now, with the other hand, pick up that suitcase and walk back.”  Reddy again performed the task.   “Now, walk back around those chair.”  Mark had set up and obstacle course of chairs and things to stumble over, even a trip wire.  Reddy stumbled and tripped, but didn’t loose the tray.  

“Man, you’re the first one that’s made it through that the first time.  Okay, come here.  I’ve got one last test.” Mark said.

Reddy walked over to Mark.  Mark took the suit case and set it aside.  He got down in front of Reddy and unzipped Reddy’s pants.  Reddy’s eye bulged.  Mark reached in his pants and fished out his big, uncut cock.  Reddy started to breath fast and deep.  Mark licked the shaft of his cock.  The tray jingled.  Mark pulled the foreskin back and licked the head.  Reddy sighed.  The tray jingled.  Mark started to unbutton his shirt.  Reddy let out a quiet “Oh”.  Mark swallowed Reddy’s cock as he pulled off his shirt.  The tray jingled a lot. 

Kneeling, Mark undid his pants and pushed them and his underwear to his knees.  Reddy’s eye rolled around in his head.  Mark sucked Reddy’s cock and shuffled out of his pants at the same time.  Reddy started to moan.  Mark edged him to near orgasm, then pulled off his throbbing cock.

Reddy, could hardly catch his breath.  “If you pass the next part of his test, I’ll give you the best shifts for tips and your choice of days off.” Mark offered.

“Okay” Reddy said breathlessly.  Mark squirted some lube on Reddy’s cock, then turned around and lubed his asshole.  “Fuck me” Mark ordered.

“Hoo” Reddy breathed out.  He put his free hand on Mark’s hip and moved in.  His cock was harder than he’d ever remembered it being.  He eased it into Mark’s anus. “Whoa” he breathed as his cock slipped into the warm tunnel.

“That’s it, now fuck me hard.” Mark said.  Reddy started slowly but quickly picked up speed.  The tray jingled.  Soon, Reddy hand gotten a rhythm going and was pounding Mark’s hungry ass.  The tray was quite.  Their bodies slammed together but the tray was steadfast.  Mark jacked his own cock.  “Oh yeah, Oh yeah” Mark kept repeating. 

“Ah, I’m going to cum.” Reddy warned.

“In me, in me” Mark demanded.
 
“Here it cums.” Reddy said.  He jerked hard at the waist and delivered nine good long streams of cum to his boss’s colon.  The tray jingled.  Mark delivered his load to the floor with loud “Ahhhs” the made Reddy shutter with the thought someone would hear them. 

Reddy’s cock slid free of Mark’s grip.   Mark straightened up and turned toward Reddy.  The tray was still intact. 

“I think he passed, son.” A voice of a much older man said as the owner of the hotel came into sight.

“Yeah Dad, I think we’ve found our man.” Mark said. 

The tray jingled and tipped.