HIS69-517 The Mountain Men

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Gary was still shivering out of control, mostly from cold but in part from the feeling of the older man’s hands briskly chafing his back and his tightly clenched buttocks.

“No mor’n two miles down the river and the fish just startin’ their sundown feedin’, and we have to go and lose the fuckin’ boat,” Gary had never been more embarrassed. It was he who’d upset the six-man rubber raft when, as ordered, he’d stood up to move to the rower’s seat. But again, that was only a part of his keen embarrassment.

There was also deep disappointment, for his clumsiness had surely cost him the chance of getting a job at Sapphire Ranch.

“Come take the oar and I’ll show yez how to raft a river,” Heavy McGuffy had said, and the next thing Gary knew they were all in the water.

The other part of Gary’s embarrassment was Martin’s warm hands on him as he stood cringing and quaking in the chilling breeze. The hands were indeed very warming, but Gary had never been so intimately touched by another man before.

“Warm you butts and balls, boys. Hang your clothes on a hickory limb, if yez can find hickory in this neck o’ the woods. Else, spread ‘em out on the grass and dry ‘em out,” said Heavy, down to nothing but his fur now, and looking shockingly more like an animal than like a man.

But there was a very human look in his pale blue eyes as he gazed at the man and youth by the river, and said, “Ain’t a fire good enough for the tenderfoot, Martin? Have yez got to butt-fuck the boy to get him warm? Not that I blame you. Fuck, the kid’s got an ass on him that’d make a priest leave his flock.”

As Martin strode with manly grace to the rising fire, “Gotcha!” cried Heavy, as he reached down and grasped Martin’s balls once again. “That’s twice in one day, Boss. Don’t that mean yez owe me a blow job?”

“Cut it out,” said the easily smiling Martin. “You’re scaring the kid.”

“Geez, I’d hate to ever do that,” Heavy said with a vulpine grin, and swung his hand around to grab Gary’s naked buttocks.

Gary almost leaped into the fire. Both older men laughed as the naked boy cowered his way around to the other side of the flames, indeed very frightened by then, and very confused and cold.

Heavy observed, “If the kid can’t take a joke, fuck him.”

“It really is the quickest way to get warm,” Martin said to Gary, and again the youth was shocked, this time by seeing Martin’s smooth hand move to Heavy’s hairy loins, where it most casually fondled the behemoth’s shriveled cock and balls.

“Care to step over here and join us?”

“Yeah, come on over here and gimmie a bite o’ those pretty little marshmallows you got for an ass,” Heavy said.