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Deer Hunt

by Eric Shun


I am not a hunter, but I went along with the 3 other men just to get out of the city for a few days. Carl, Preston, and Larry all insisted that I join them even though I had no desire to shoot a deer. I have no problem with those who enjoy hunting, I just don't care for it myself. The deer lease was expensive, and I knew that the three of them had put up a good deal of money for the lease. They joked with me about coming along and told me that I was going to be the cook and "house keeper" for them while they hunted. As far as I know, the three of them regard me as straight, and as far as I was concerned, that was the way I wanted to keep it. All four of us are in the same age bracket. None of our ages differ by more than 5 years. Two of the three, Carl and Preston, are married. I am single and I assumed Larry was single because of his kind of free and easy lifestyle, believing that he preferred the freedom of doing what he liked, when he liked. Larry was a big man with an athlete’s body. He is 6 feet tall and weighs 230 pounds. He has dark hair and dark eyes with a big grin and beautiful white even teeth. That’s the first thing that most people notice about him. I had secretly admired Larry and often had fantasized about what it would be like to see him nude. Carl and Preston are likeable and have a relaxed way of living. The four of us have been co-workers for almost 8 years. We get along well with each other and have often gotten together for barbecue with their families. The cabin on the lease was by comparison to some I have seen, a mansion. It had a large living area and kitchen, and two bedrooms with a common bath. The larger bedroom had a queen size bed and the other, smaller bedroom had three single beds. We had plenty of food and beer for the trip and after unloading our gear, we proceeded to uncap a beer and began preparing our first meal. I cooked up spaghetti. Not very original, but we ate all of it. As evening began approaching, we watched some porn videos that Preston had rented for the trip. Straight videos of course, but I always enjoy watching the men in the videos. All of us squirmed uncomfortably with stiff dicks as we watched. Bed time came and we drew straws to see who would get to sleep in the queen size bedroom. Larry won and moved his stuff into the single room. The remaining three of us prepared to get to sleep. We three got undressed and got in bed. As I sat on the edge of my bed, the bed gave way and dumped me in the middle of the frame. The slats under the spring and mattress had broken and made the bed unusable. Larry heard the noise and came into our bedroom to see what was going on and we all had a good laugh over it. I couldn't help but notice Larry standing there in his boxer briefs, sporting a big bulge in his crotch framed by a superb physique. His shoulders were broad, his pecs were nicely formed and covered by a light growth of hair. His waist was a little rounded, but attractive, and his massive legs revealed rippling muscles as he walked across the floor. Larry immediately volunteered to allow me to sleep with him. Carl and Preston quickly seized the moment to begin kidding myself and Larry about what was "going on" and such. After a few seconds of joking around, Larry and I moved toward the door to his bedroom. Larry and I got in bed and spoke for a few minutes about tomorrows hunting and after a short while, we quieted down and turned over to go to sleep. I quickly drifted into sleep. At some point during the night, I became aware that something was going on, and began that slow awakening that all of us have done from time to time. I knew that I had an erection, but that is not such an unusual thing in the middle of the night. As I came out of my sleep state, I realized that my dick was sticking out of my boxer shorts and that I was lying on my right side facing Larry. I thought nothing of it for a second or two and made my brain begin shutting down again for a return to sleep Just at that moment, I felt Larry's hand gently touch the head of my dick! His fingers caressed the corona of my cut penis. I felt him gently finger the underside of my pee hole and massage it slowly. This must have been going on for a while before I awoke because I became aware of the dripping pre-cum that oozed out of my penis. It coated his fingers and made his touch feel like the softest and warmest lips that I had ever felt on my dick. My dick involuntarily stiffened up and snapped out of his fingertips. After a second or two, his fingers returned to my root and he continued to stimulate me. He was lying on his left side facing me and I could hear the sounds of his breath in the silence of the cabin. He was obviously fully aroused. I did not know how I should react to all this, since I was totally engulfed in the pleasure he was giving me. At this point, I realized that I could let him know that I was awake. He had initiated the activity because he too was gay. I slowly moved my hand down to my crotch and laid my hand on his. Larry turned his hand upward and wrapped his warm fingers around my hand and squeezed gently. I pulled my hand from his and laid my arm across his body. I softly pulled him toward me and he responded. Our faces were now only an inch apart and I could smell the beer on his breath and could feel the warmth from his face on my own. After barely a moment's pause, our lips pressed together. Larry's tongue met mine and we held and tasted each other. Larry's large hairy arms encircled my body and pulled me even closer. I could feel the soft hair on his chest against my own hairless torso, causing me to quiver with excitement. I was totally overcome by the feeling of his muscled body and arms encircling my own. His large hand moved to my head, and as we kissed, his fingers stroked my hair. I moaned softly as he placed his hand behind my head and pressed our lips together even more firmly. Larry's hand now moved to my hips and he ever so gently began to rub my ass. Up until now, I had been rather passive in our activities, but that changed. I moved my hand between us and passed my fingers over his warm chest, feeling his body hair. My fingers found his pecs and I touched an erect nipple that must have been as large as a pencil eraser. It was hard, and as I gently rubbed it, Larry's body shook. His hand moved to my dick and once again he began to stimulate me. By now, we were both in a very excited state and I began to worry that we might be heard by Carl and Preston in the next room. After a moment I convinced myself not to worry about them because I knew that they had consumed quite a few beers and must be sleeping soundly. Larry must have been thinking the same thing, because he whispered softly in my ear, "I've been wanting to do this for a long, long time." We kissed again. I put my hand to Larry's dick for the first time. I had felt his dick pressing my body and now I reached down to his open shorts and let his dick rest in my hand. His penis was not as large as his physical stature would suggest, but it felt wonderful. He was cut and his erection felt like iron covered in soft flesh. I began to slowly jack his dick. His body tensed and his arms tightened around me. I felt of his forearms and they too had the hardness of metal covered in soft downy hair. I could smell his musky odors as they moved past our faces from under the bed covers. The strong manly odor of his excitement washed over me and made me dizzy for a few seconds. As I stroked his dick, I placed my lips on his neck and using my tongue, I tasted his slightly salty skin. The growth of his dark beard brushed my cheek and he pulled my head tighter against his body once more. I then moved my lips to his chest and found once more his hard nipple. Placing my lips around it, I very lightly bit down. The growth of hair on his chest brushed my nostrils. I rapidly flicked my tongue across his nipple. He softly moaned and arched his back, thrusting his dick into my hand. I then reached for his nuts. His dick may have been average, but his testicles were far larger than most men. His two balls literally filled my hand. The skin of his scrotum was hairless and his balls felt like heavy weights in my fingers. I moved my lips to his ear and used my tongue to probe his ear. He suddenly held me tighter and squirmed like a eel under me. I paused and whispered in his ear, "Let me have your load." His response was a whispered, "Please.......please......" I needed no further approval and inched downward to his crotch. By now the bed coverings had been thrown back. I pulled at the waist of his shorts. He lifted his hips and allowed me to remove his shorts. He now lay totally nude on his back. I was all but overcome by the sight of his body in the dim moonlight that came through the window. My own underwear was quickly removed and thrown aside. I knelt between his spread legs and ran my hands over his massive legs. The hard muscle under the soft hair was almost too much for me. I bent over to his dick and lifted his dick off his abdomen. Holding it upright, I slowly moved to his dick and gently allowed warm air from my open lips to flow over the head of his penis. My fingers were beginning to be washed with slippery softness. His dick was becoming coated with fluid. I then placed my lips over his dick and tasted the salty sweetness of him. His nuts now lifted. I could feel them moving as his scrotum tightened. They quickly pulled upward and caused his nuts to come to rest on either side of his dick, forming large rounded lumps. Almost without thinking, with my lips on his dick, I pressed my finger under his hips, probing for his asshole. Larry lifted his legs and exposed his anus. I moistened my finger with some of his own fluid and gently pushed my finger past the hair and found his warm hole. I felt him push outward as my finger slipped into his rectum. I pushed firmly and found his prostate. With firm pressure, I waved my finger over his gland and saw the fat glob of fluid appear on the end of his dick. This was not just prostatic fluid. I could not see the pre-cum in the pale moonlight, but this was white and could be easily seen. I leaned over and pulled the droplet off his dick with my lips and this time I could taste his sperm. Once again, I felt dizzy with excitement. Keeping my finger in his ass, I began to bob my head over his now pulsing dick. Larry did not take long to reach orgasm. As I slipped my lips up and down over his cock, he began to hump his hips sharply upward in short movements with my downward thrust. Soon he was fucking my mouth. He spread his arms outward at right angles from his chest and gripped the sheets. Just before he began to spurt, I felt the muscles of his ass begin to pulse tightly around my finger. After four or five squeezes on my finger, his load appeared at the hole of his dick. I felt the warmth of it fill my mouth, and the odor and taste of it came an instant later. His semen had a very strong taste that filled my mouth and nose. My own dick was now dripping pre-cum on my legs. Larry had now stopped his thrusting and lay still as I milked the last drops of his semen from his now softening dick. As I lifted my head from his dick, his strong arms pulled my body on top of his, and his lips found mine again. We kissed over and over, and he kept whispering "So sweet....so good....thank you.....thank you" Larry began to cover my face and neck with his warm kisses as he held and hugged me with those big arms. He now rolled me off his body onto my back. His large hands now began to feel of my body. I have very little hair above my waist, and Larry seemed to be fascinated by my smooth chest and stomach. His lips found my own nipples and he sucked gently on them. His mouth moved to my stomach where I could feel him washing my skin with his tongue. The roughness of his beard combined with the softness of his mouth into sexual excitement that all but caused my heart to thump out of my chest. Larry placed his lips over my dick and started tracing circles around my helmet. My legs stiffened up and my back arched as my own orgasm started. Larry knew I was cumming and slipped his lips all the way down to my pubic hair and further. He pressed his nose firmly to my flesh and used his large hand to encircle my nuts and hold them firmly as I came. It was all I could do not to scream out in pleasure as I thrust my hips to his face again and again. I could not tell with certainty what the size of my load was, but it felt like a pencil width stream of cum raced through my dick. Larry kept his lips tightly around my dick and was breathing heavily through his nose as my load pumped in his mouth. Once again, I was afraid that our noise might be heard in the next room. He too milked my penis dry and several times pushed a bead of cum to the head of my dick and gently lifted it off with his lips. He then returned to the bed and pulled the cover over us as I reached out to once more feel his strong warm body against my own. Larry wrapped his leg over my legs and slipped his arm under me and pulled me to him. With our faces pressed together, our lips met again. Larry then began to whisper what he said he had been aching to tell me that he wanted to see me this way again....and again. He told me that he had been looking at me for years, longing to tell me that he loved me, to hold me and touch me. Tears came into my eyes as he said that he wanted me to move into his house and share his life with him. Larry realized that tears were rolling down my cheeks and kissed them away. As his soft lips moved away from my face, I hugged him with all my strength and whispered, "I will.....I will..." And we did.

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35 Gay Erotic Stories from Eric Shun

A Neighborly Demonstration

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A Noble Cause

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A Rich Story

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A Swimmer's Jock

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A Trip To Denver

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A Trip To The John

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Animal

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Beach Fun

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Bill and I

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Brad's Show

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Camp Shower

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Clay Man

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Company Picnic

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Deer Hunt

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Deer Hunting

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Farm Boy

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First Contact

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First Head

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Godzilla In A Bookstore

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Hiker's Dream

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Jeff And Me

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Lake Jock

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Mark And Daddy

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Masturbater Watcher

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Masturbation: A Personal History

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My Closet Coach

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My Dad and My Love

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Off Shore

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Shift Hands At Work

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Summer Service

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Swimming In Semen

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The Gay Divorcee

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Three Way For Dimo

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Uncle Frank

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Video Jack

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