Into the Woods: An Erotic Journey of Discovery

Young Lust in a Cabin — Part 1

It started out as a beautiful day. The sun was shining, and the gentle breeze made the early fall day pleasant and enjoyable — a perfect day for almost any outdoor activity. Nineteen-year-old Troy and his eighteen-year-old friend Jeff decided to go for a long hike into the woods bordering their town. Jeff had lived there most of his life, while Troy had only been around for three years. Despite the difference in their time in town, they were great friends and had ventured into the wilderness many times, exploring hills, streams, and valleys.

They stopped at the local convenience store, which had once been a Quick Trip but had since turned into a mom-and-pop general store. Troy, tall and slim, was friends with the owners. They were a bit more lenient with him than with other customers, reflecting the town’s friendly nature where many people knew each other. Troy and Jeff entered, browsing to decide what to take with them in addition to what they already had.

Jeff picked up a pair of tall, plastic bottles of Coke. Meanwhile, Troy gathered some sandwiches, beef jerky, and a bag of chips. At the counter, Jeff added two candy bars to their haul, and they pushed everything toward the middle-aged clerk, who was also the owner. Troy greeted him.

“Hello, Troy,” the owner said, recognizing the boys. “And Jeff. Back into the woods today?”

“Yep,” Troy replied. “There’s probably still some place left that we haven’t found yet.”

“I heard it might rain,” the owner mentioned.

“That’s alright; we always bring ponchos, just in case,” Jeff chimed in.

“Smart kids,” the owner commented, bagging their items. “Be careful out there, and head back if it gets too stormy.”

“We will,” Troy assured him. After leaving the store, they quickly packed their new purchases into their backpacks and headed towards the woods. As they reached the edge of town and prepared to enter the trees, Jeff glanced back under the light blue sky and bright sunshine.

“Don’t look like it’s going to rain to me,” Jeff remarked.

“Sure doesn’t,” Troy agreed, leading them into the trees.

Initially, they traversed familiar terrain, where landmarks such as large stones and trees with carved initials served as a map. They had explored most of the woods south of the river but had never ventured to the other side. Due to weeks without rain, the river’s water level was low. Reaching the riverbank, they simultaneously realized an opportunity.

“Let’s cross,” Troy suggested.

“You bet,” Jeff agreed. “We haven’t explored over there.”

Approaching the water’s edge, they paused to watch a small fish dart by, sharing a glance of mutual acknowledgment. Carefully, they waded through the shallow river, mindful of potential sinkholes. Soon, they reached the opposite bank.

“Well, here we are,” Jeff observed. “Uncharted territory.”

“Come on,” Troy motivated. “Let’s chart it.”

Their excitement grew, realizing they were in a place few from their town had seen. The rarity of such a low river had turned their excursion into a pioneering adventure. They chatted about the stories and discoveries they could share as they pushed through the dense underbrush, with the trees forming a green canopy overhead.

Suddenly, Troy broached a personal topic. “You ever jack it?”

“Huh?” Jeff was taken aback.

“You know, spank your monkey?” Troy clarified.

“Oh, yeah,” Jeff admitted. “Sure. Why?”

“Just asking,” Troy replied. “Most guys don’t admit to that. I do it.”

“Yeah?” Jeff’s curiosity piqued. “What do you do while you’re jacking off?”

“My dad has some porn videos and a couple of magazines,” Troy shared. “Those are pretty good. How about you?”

“I’ve got one old magazine that I’ve had for a while,” Jeff said, somewhat regretfully. “I’d love to replace it.”

Troy then suggested, “Maybe we could make an agreement.”

“Like what?” Jeff inquired.

“Man, I don’t really even want to say,” Troy hesitated. “It’s hard to say, man.”

“Come on, dude,” Jeff encouraged. “You can tell me. We’re best buds, right?”

“Well, yeah,” Troy admitted, “but this is kind of a strange agreement.”

“If it has to do with jacking off, then yes, it’s strange,” Jeff acknowledged, “but here we are talking about it, so spit it out.”

“Okay then,” Troy proposed. “How about if we jack each other off?”

There was a moment of silence.

“See, I told you it was strange,” Troy admitted. “Forget it, man. It’s no big deal.”

“Well, it’s kind of a bombshell, Troy,” Jeff responded, unperturbed. “Give me a minute. Tell me more about it.”

“What more do you want to know?” Troy asked.

“Like, how did you come up with this idea?” Jeff inquired.

Troy explained, “I was just sitting around, feeling down because we never really get girls. It’s depressing. I know things will change, but waiting is hard, isn’t it?”

“I totally agree,” Jeff admitted.

“So, I figured, as long as we’re stuck at home jacking off alone, why not have someone help? Someone who understands,” Troy suggested.

Jeff considered this. “Okay. It’s like a fallback plan when there’s no girl around, right?”

“Exactly.”

Jeff mulled over the idea. “It sounds odd, I’ll admit. But you know, it could be a good idea. Who better to help out a friend than a friend?”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Troy said.

“Still, it’ll be weird. I’ve never touched another guy like that,” Jeff said.

“Me neither, but I’m willing to try,” Troy proposed. “We’re isolated here. I doubt anyone will find us.”

“You mean, here? Today?” Jeff clarified.

“Why not?” Troy suggested. “We can find a secluded spot and help each other out.”

“Exploring uncharted territory,” Jeff joked.

“Let’s chart it,” Troy quipped back.

Their conversation shifted to school, girls, and the weather. They walked through a narrow track and began ascending a sharp incline, leaving the river’s lowlands behind. Rumors had mentioned high, forested hills and deep woods on this side of the river.

Reaching the top, they found a path leading further into the woods. Troy looked back, checking for clouds in the still-blue sky. He found none and turned back to the path.

“What’s this?” Troy wondered aloud.

“Looks like a path. But where does it lead?” Jeff mused.

“Should we find out?” Troy asked.

“I’m game,” Jeff agreed.

Their journey became more silent and tense, the atmosphere growing ominous. The woods seemed darker and more sinister than those on the other side of the river. The sky began to darken, hinting at an impending storm. Troy stopped abruptly, spotting something. Jeff, looking upwards, didn’t notice and bumped into him.

“Looks like it’s going to storm,” Jeff observed, still gazing skyward. He then followed Troy’s gaze.

“Look up there,” Troy pointed out. “Do you see that?”

“Yeah,” Jeff said, squinting. “It looks like a cabin…”

They shared a glance, and Troy smirked.

“Might be just what we need,” he said as the rain started to fall harder.

“No kidding, let’s go!” Jeff exclaimed, dashing towards the barely visible structure through the trees. Troy quickly followed, and they made their way through the underbrush into the clearing. There, they paused to observe the structure.

It was a rundown, dark, weathered shack with intact windows and a door made of thick planks. A brick chimney protruded from its top. The surrounding clearing was overgrown, suggesting long periods of neglect. Without hesitation, they headed for the door as the rain intensified.

Troy reached the door first. Out of courtesy, he knocked on the wooden planks and waited. Receiving no response and exchanging a glance with Jeff, he pushed the door open. It creaked loudly, revealing a dark, dingy interior. The pair stepped inside, closing the door behind them. To add a sense of security against the ominous woods and brewing storm, Troy slid the bolt — the door’s only lock — across.

“There, now the psychos in the woods can’t get us,” Troy joked. Jeff laughed and reached into his pack, pulling out a box of matches. He eyed the stone fireplace. Meanwhile, Troy surveyed the room, noting a table with a single chair, a broken old cot, and a trunk at the foot of the cot.

“What can we burn?” Jeff pondered.

“The chair would be good, but it’s the only one we have,” Troy replied.

“We might be here for a while,” Jeff noted. “How about the cot?”

Troy examined the cot. It had a wooden frame, an old mattress, and one broken leg lying beside it. Deciding there was no better option, he removed the mattress, causing a cloud of dust and revealing moth-eaten blankets. As he coughed, thunder boomed outside.

“This will do,” Troy declared. “Help me break it up.”

They placed their wet packs on the table and began dismantling the cot frame, finding it easier than anticipated. Once broken into suitable pieces, they carried the wood to the fireplace. Jeff then produced the old porn magazine he had mentioned earlier, offering it to Troy, who grinned at the sight.

“Here, we’ll need this to start the fire,” Jeff suggested.

“Are you sure you want to lose it?” Troy asked.

“Honestly, I’m tired of it,” Jeff confessed. “But maybe we could just use a few pages at first and browse through the rest.”

“Okay,” Troy agreed, smiling. “Remember, it’s all new to me.”

Jeff flipped open the magazine, and quickly tore out the first couple of pages, including the one with the table of contents. Jeff began to roll them up as Troy arranged some of the wood in the fireplace. Jeff placed the pages from the magazine under the wood, and got the box of matches. He struck one of the matches, and held it to the pages from the magazine. Instantly, the old paper flared, beginning to burn brightly in the dusty fireplace. The sound of the rain outside had grown, as the rain was now falling very heavy, and there came a sudden dripping sound.

“Oh well,” Troy said. “Guess it’s better than no shelter at all.”

As the magazine pages burned, some of the wood began to catch. Both boys were happy at the sound of the first pop from the wood. Jeff continued to watch the fire as the wood caught more, and the room began to brighten with the light from the fire. Troy had looked around, and on a shelf built into the wall behind where the cot had been, there was an old coffee pot. He took the pot from the shelf, and looked around the room, until he found the place where the water had begun to drip. But, just as he placed the pot under it, he heard the same dripping sound from elsewhere in the room. Jeff laughed.

“No catching up today,” he joked, and both of them laughed.

“Time to just sit back, and have a look at that magazine,” Troy said. “Let the roof leak.”

The pair sat close to the fire, and Jeff opened the remains of the magazine to reveal some ads for phone sex, that depicted many beautiful women- unlikely phone operators. The pair studied the ads, and joked about people that would actually call in for that sort of thing. The magazine then went into reviews of the “latest” hot porn videos. There were some photos from the videos, and Troy began to feel the stirring in his pants as they saw the images of a blonde, feverishly sucking on a man’s cock. Another photo showed a pair of women working on the same man’s joint. Troy paused to put another piece of wood in the fire, just to brighten the place a bit more.

“Man, I’m getting hard as a rock!” Troy said. Jeff shrugged.

“Not me,” he said. “Seen these before.”

“Sorry, man,” Troy said. “If I’d have known you were bringing this, I would have brought one of my own.”

They flipped further on, and came to a pictorial of two women. The pages passed, until they were nearing the end, and Troy stopped on a page filled with more ads. There was a small picture of a man, laying on his back, with his legs up high. Another man was in front of him, his cock ready to go in. Troy felt a peculiar curiosity as he looked at the picture, and then he looked up at Jeff.

“So, what now?” he asked, turning toward a window as lightning lit up the sky, and thunder continued to crash outside. Jeff looked out at the storm as well, and turned back in to Troy. He grinned.

“Suppose we could try out your idea,” Jeff said, his own arousal heightening. Troy nodded, and looked around the room. He motioned toward the mattress.

“How about on there?” Troy asked.

“Looks good, even if it is a little dusty,” Jeff said.

“We’ll flip it over,” Troy said. “It won’t be so dusty on the side that faces down.”

They went to the mattress, and Troy lifted it, flipping it over to the other side, where there was no dust at all. He sat on it, and patted it a couple times.

“Come on, sit down.”

“I will,” Jeff said. He undid the button on his jeans, and then unzipped the fly, and sat on the mattress. “I can’t believe how horny this is making me!”

Troy undid the front of his own pants, now even more horny than before. He was anxious to see Jeff’s cock. He’d fantasized about it before, but never seriously, and never enough to make himself this horny. He stared at the opening in front of Jeff’s pants, and waited as his friend drew closer. Troy, meanwhile, had his cock out of his pants, and it felt uncomfortable as it lie, wedged in his open fly.

“Hang on a second,” Troy said. He lifted his ass off the mattress, and slid his pants down, and then reached down, untying the first of his boots. He then untied the other boot, and kicked both of them off. He finished sliding his jeans and underwear off, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Better?” Jeff asked.

“Much,” Troy said. “My cock is like steel, man!”

“Here, let me feel it,” Jeff said, and drew closer, eager to try the new feeling. He sat on the mattress, and hesitantly reached out. The journey his hand took, seemed to go on forever, until at last, his hand rested upon Troy’s cock, prompting a sigh of pleasure. Jeff’s fingers slid along the rigid shaft, and Troy smiled with satisfaction. Jeff gripped the thing, and stroked it once or twice, then let his hand slide down to the wrinkled sack below.

“Get yours out, Jeff,” Troy breathed. “I want to feel yours too.”

Jeff did as ordered, and reached down to untie his own boots. After they were off, he quickly slid out of his jeans and underwear, revealing his lean form, and erect cock. Troy reached over, his right hand securely gripping the cock. He stroked up and down a few times, and Jeff closed his eyes. His own fingers were sliding along the length of Troy’s manhood.

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” Jeff said.

“Me either, but we are,” Troy said. He continued to stroke the cock, taking a moment to fondle Jeff’s balls. He opened his eyes, his new passion now consuming him as he stroked the man meat. He gazed at it as it throbbed in his fingers. Jeff was still stroking him, but let his head fall back, enjoying the feel of the hand job.

“Man, that feels great,” Jeff said. “Don’t stop.”

“Maybe it could be better,” Troy said.

“Hmmm?” Jeff said, looking up.

“Can I suck it?” Troy asked. Jeff grinned, and thought a moment.

“Yeah, sure,” he said. “Go ahead.”

Troy leaned over, bringing his face closer to the cock as he continued to stroke it. He let his tongue fall out of his mouth, and graze the head of it. Jeff immediately sucked in a breath, loving the feel of that. Troy let his tongue flick at the head again, and he got a taste of Jeff’s pre-cum, and was surprised that it wasn’t as bad as he thought it might be. He circled the entire head with his wet tongue, and then began sliding his tongue along the length of the shaft, much to Jeff’s delight.

He continued to stroke as his tongue made its way along the shaft several times, and then down to the balls, bathing them in his spit before he moved back up to the head. Bravely, he then took in as much of the cock as he could, and began to move his head rhythmically up and down. HE WAS SUCKING A COCK! It was an astounding thought to him, and he could hardly believe he was doing it, but it was in his mouth, and he was working it good. His hand began to fondle Jeff’s balls, which prompted a delighted moan from him.

“Man, don’t stop,” he said. “You’re gonna make me cum!”

Troy kept sucking.

“You don’t want me to cum in your mouth, do you?” Jeff asked.

Troy came up off the cock only a moment. “Not this time, but I do want to taste it, so I know what it tastes like.”

He went back to work on the cock, bobbing his head up and down faster this time, and using one hand to stroke the cock while the other fondled Jeff’s balls. Jeff began to breath harder, and Troy felt his friend’s cock swelling in his mouth. Jeff then began to tap on Troy’s shoulders, and Troy came up off the cock, continuing to jack it fast.

Jeff threw his head back as his cum began to blast from the head of his dick in streaming, white, globs. The first shot flew high into the air, and neither of them was sure where that one landed. The huge load subsided, with the last few streams glazing part of Troy’s hand as Jeff chuckled with delight, laying back on the mattress with satisfaction. Troy held the hand up and looked at the glistening cum as it stayed on his hand. Jeff lifted himself up, and looked at his own cum on Troy’s hand.

“Are you gonna taste it?” Jeff asked. “Really?”

Troy said nothing, but looked at Jeff, and then at his hand. He brought his hand to his face, and let his tongue reach out to his hand. His tongue dragged a short path through the layer of jizz on his hand, and he took in the taste of it. It was salty, and a bit bitter, matching the way it smelled all those times he’d jacked off. Still, it wasn’t that bad, and as he swallowed it down, and took a little more with his tongue, he shrugged.

“Not that bad,” Troy said. Jeff smiled, and watched as Troy’s tongue returned for a third taste. Troy then wiped his hand off on the mattress, and reached down for his own cock.

“No no,” Jeff said. “Here, trade places with me, and I’ll do you now.”

Troy, now energized by the mere thought of it, quickly sat on the mattress, and let his cock hang ready. Jeff was nervous about it, but moved in, stroking the cock again with his hand to make it ready, somehow. He then leaned in closer to it, and let his tongue slide along the length of it, just like Troy had done to him. He let his tongue travel all over the phallus, and down over the balls of his friend. He wasted little time in getting to work on the cock, moving his head up and down with a fury, while using his hands to urge the cum from Troy’s balls. Troy was ready to experiment further, and with heavy breaths, he spoke.

“Know what I heard?” he asked.

“Mmmm…?” Jeff hummed around the cock.

“I heard that it really helps a guy cum better if someone fingers his asshole,” Troy panted.

Jeff looked up as if to ask “really?” Troy simply smiled and nodded. Jeff allowed himself to leak some spit past his lips, and he put a finger in it, slicking it up. He let his hand move down, and Troy lifted his legs a bit. Jeff continued to suck as his finger probed for the opening to his friend’s ass. A moment later, the digit was prodding at the opening. He slowly pushed his finger in, feeling the tight hole pinch up on him as it entered. He was worried that he was hurting Troy, until he heard the delighted chuckle. With that, he began to slowly edge the finger in and out of the ass hole as he sucked. He couldn’t believe it, just as Troy had contemplated, that there was a cock in his mouth, and his finger was in an ass!

“Ohhh… I’m gonna cum!” Troy said. Jeff continued to prod the asshole, and took his mouth from the cock, still jacking it furiously. The big cock swelled, and then began to spurt its big white gobs of man goo, the first of which struck Jeff on the chin. The further blasts were all over, some on Troy’s belly, some on the mattress, and some on Jeff’s hand. Troy sat up, and looked at Jeff, smiling broadly.

“Well, should I?” Jeff asked, holding up his hand.

“Do it, man!” Troy said enthusiastically.

Jeff reached out with his tongue, and tasted the dick nectar. He didn’t mind it, and so he took a bigger lick, cleaning his hand. Once they had finished, they got up, and pulled their pants on, looking around their surroundings. Jeff went to his pack, and got out the sodas.

“Let’s take a break, huh?” he asked.

“Why? Is there more?” Troy asked.

“Could be,” Jeff grinned. “That felt great. I’d do it again in a minute!”

“Me too,” Troy said. “Maybe after we rest and eat, I’ll let you fuck my asshole.”

“Let’s have a bit to eat, then,” Jeff said. “And you know I won’t fuck your ass unless you do me, too.”

Troy smiled.

They sat in the shack as the storm raged on outside, and they kept the fire going as they snacked on the foods and sodas they bought at the shop. They talked about how they had given each other blow jobs, and each had tasted the other’s cum. They talked about whether it made them gay, and decided that they were just fooling around, and both still wanted girls a lot. Still, they were excited by their new found way to satisfy each other. After they had eaten, they sat around, and just looked at the fire, listening to the wind and thunder outside. Jeff felt his cock stir, thinking about what was to come, and he looked over at his pal.

“Wanna do some more?” he asked.

“I’m ready,” Troy said, and began to climb back out of his clothing. This time, he took off everything except his tee shirt, and he gripped his own cock, stroking it a couple of times. Jeff was also out of his clothes, but he was completely naked, and he knelt in front of Troy. He took the cock in and began to move his mouth back and forth over the rod. He worked it only a few minutes, and then stood up. Troy reached down and stroked Jeff’s cock, making sure it was good and hard. He then went to the mattress, and lay down on his stomach.

“See if you can get me slick,” Troy said. Jeff moved over, and licked one of his own fingers. He let Troy spread he round ass cheeks, and then he pressed the finger against the pucker of Troy’s asshole. The finger felt the tightness, and the hotness of Troy’s rectum, and it was delightful to him as he concentrated on getting his finger back in to the hole he had prodded earlier. Once his finger was all the way in, he worked it around a bit, then withdrew it. His lust had built again, and he leaned down closer.

“Here, check this out,” Jeff said, and leaned in close. He let his tongue slither up to Troy’s pucker, and work its way around the hole. Troy shuddered, and muttered a muffled word of amazement at the feeling of the tongue in his ass. It lasted only a moment, and then Jeff sat up, stroking his own cock. He moved over Troy, and placed the head of his cock at the opening, squeezing the cheeks.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Fuck yeah,” Troy said. “Slowly, though. That thing ain’t a finger.”

Jeff began to press his cock toward the hole, feeling the resistance from the sphincter. But, as he pressed more, his cock’s head popped in, and Troy moaned. Once the head was in, it was easier, and Jeff began to slide in further. He began to slowly, rhythmically, slide his cock its entire length in and out of Troy’s hot ass hole, watching it by the glow of the fire. Troy was loving the sensation, and wished he could have reached his cock. Jeff was not going to last long, and he continued to stroke long and slow, to prolong the feeling. He could feel his balls as they gently tapped against Troy every time he thrust in.

“Don’t shoot it in my ass,” Troy requested.

“All right,” Jeff said.

“Cum on my ass,” Troy said.

Jeff began to piston faster, and soon, was breathing harder. He then, abruptly, pulled his cock out of Troy’s ass, stroking it himself. Thick, white globs of his second orgasm began to blast out, splattering on the cheeks of Troy’s ass. Some ran down the crack, and Jeff leaned in, tonguing Troy’s pucker, and tasting his own cum on it. Troy shuddered under the feeling, and put his own finger back into his ass hole. Jeff reached under, tickling Troy’s balls.

“Your turn,” he said. Troy got up, and stroked his cock a couple of times. Jeff got on his hands and knees, letting his still-oozing cock hang below him. Troy moved in behind him, and spit on his fingers. He ran his fingers along the crack of Marks’ ass, feeling the reflexive tightening as the tips of his fingers grazed the ass hole. He slid them back over it, and allowed one of his fingers to stay at the hole. Troy pressed on the asshole, and slid just the tip of it in.

“Let me know if I’m hurting you,” Troy said.

“You’re not,” Jeff said. “Keep going.”

Troy slid the finger in further, up to the first knuckle, and wiggled it around a little. He then slid it in all the way, and moved it around a bit. He pulled it back, and allowed the asshole to relax with the finger in it. A moment later, he pressed in a second finger, and heard Jeff wince a little. Troy stopped.

“All right?” Troy asked.

“Little uncomfy,” Jeff said. “But don’t stop. I like it.”

Troy continued a moment to work Jeff’s asshole with his fingers, and leaned in close, licking Jeff’s balls as best he could. He then moved up, and with all the courage he had, he traced a line over his friend’s ass hole with his tongue. Jeff chuckled at the delightful feeling of it. Troy smiled as he continued to lick at it, with two fingers buried in it. At last, he pulled the fingers free, and stood up a little bit. He got down to where he could put his cock into position.

“Get ready,” he said. Jeff reached back, and pulled his buttocks further apart. Troy, staring at the pucker, put his cock at it, and began to force it in slowly. He let some spit fall from his lips, dripping down to the ass hole, and he let his cock pop in. Jeff shuddered a bit, but Troy kept going, and soon, had his cock slowly sliding along the inside of the virgin asshole. It was hot, and tight, and felt like heaven. Once he was in all the way, and his pubic hair was all the way up against Jeff’s ass, he began to pull back, starting to fuck the asshole.

He gripped Jeff’s hips as his began to make his thrusts. Jeff was loving it, and moaned as the cock slid in and out of his ass. He reached down and begun to stroke his own cock, feeling it get hard again. He was amazed even with his own ability to be this excited, but damn! It was exciting. Troy was thrusting faster than Jeff had, and he could already feel his own orgasm building. Jeff could tell, and he looked back.

“Wanna shoot it on my face?” Jeff asked.

“Oh yeah!” Troy said, gripping the hips harder, and thrusting faster.

“All right then,” Jeff said. “Whenever you’re ready.”

Troy thrusted a few more times, and then pulled his cock out of Jeff’s stretched asshole. He quickly moved around front, and kept stroking it. Jeff had his mouth open, and was stroking his own cock as Troy moaned, and began to cum. His blasts of orgasm began to ricochet off Jeff’s chin, and his cheeks, and his nose. Some cum dribbled into Jeff’s mouth, and he smacked his lips, and opened his mouth again. He then thrust his face forward, sucking Troy’s cock.

Troy looked down as his friend sucked the flavor of his own ass off of Troy’s rod. As he sucked, he fondled Troy’s balls, and reached back, sliding a finger into Troy’s ass again. They stayed this way for a moment, and then Jeff backed off, and looked up with a grin.

“Now that was fun!” Troy said.

“Sure was!” Jeff added.

Troy looked out at the windows.

“Maybe this storm will last a little longer…”

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