All the Cuts and Scars We Hide by Garry Michael
Twenty-Three: Kai
Semper Fi
Following Wyatt down the wooded trail, I couldn’t take my eyes off his muscular butt and the way it was held snug by his tight, camo-colored shorts. We’d alternated taking the lead on the hike and I was more than happy to follow him. I was utterly mesmerized by this rugged man. I’d become quite enamored with him these past couple of weeks. We’d almost completed a six-mile hike on day one of our camping adventures and were heading back to the campsite we’d set up next to a small tranquil lake that he'd known about from hiking with Avery, Elizabeth, and Elijah.
“Hotter than I thought it’d be,” he said as we approached the campsite.
“Seriously, especially for a temperate rainforest.”
We’d taken the ferry from the islands to Port Angeles, and had driven Wyatt’s truck through the town of Forks, where they’d filmed the Twilight series. After a short pitstop, we headed into the Olympic National Park’s rainforest. Once we found the trailhead and loaded up our gear into manageable backpacks, we began the journey to the secluded lake which was nearly two miles into the woods. Because of the terrain, the lake offered privacy. We’d set up our large tent about fifteen yards from the shore of the small lake. The tent slept four easily, so there was plenty of room for us to spread out with our gear.
I was extremely excited that it was just the two of us camped out at this beautiful spot.
I watched as Wyatt stripped his tight t-shirt off and hung it on a nearby shrub. I watched the sweat trailing down between his pecs, glistening in the sunlight. He looked hotter than I remembered. The Marine Corps insignia tattoo on his right pec stood out from the moist flesh. I swallowed hard and released a heavy breath. I was full of desire and wanted to trace his tattoo with my tongue. He also had a smaller tattoo with the Marine’s mantra, Semper Fi, written on his left side in black ink. There was certainly no doubt that he was a Marine. At six foot four and two hundred thirty pounds of raw muscle, he was a sight to behold.
“Wanna cool off Kai?” He glanced at the shimmering lake and then back to me with a raised eyebrow.
It was about half an hour before we’d be losing our sun, so I figured we could cool down and bathe at the same time. “Sure, I’ll grab the bar of soap. We can kill two birds, sorta thing.”
I headed to the tent, unzipped it, and crawled in so I could dig through my duffel bag for soap and a couple of towels. My fingers touched the lube and condoms I’d slipped into the bag and set those aside, hoping they’d get used soon. When I exited the tent, I noticed a naked Wyatt already standing at the edge of the water with his back to me. His strong muscled back with a perfect V-shape was also moist with sweat. His round chiseled ass cheeks were glowing white in the dimming light. He had a nice tan from long days on the boats, but that gorgeous ass of his was a beacon, begging me to salivate as I caught my breath.
“Hey soldier,” I said, letting him know I was behind him.
He didn’t bother to turn around. “Staring at my ass, are ya?” he laughed, still looking out at the lake.
“Can’t help it. You’re quite the specimen,” I admitted.
He turned around and stood in front of me with no attempt at modesty in his movements. His large cock was on full display. I hadn’t forgotten about that asset and seeing it again made me horny. It had taken me a day or two to recover after having enjoyed it inside me the last time, and I had high hopes he’d be sharing it again on the camping trip. It was well worth a little discomfort, and I was hoping for the opportunity to get used to his girth.
“Care to slip out of those shorts and join me?”
He didn’t have to ask twice. I yanked my tee off and then pulled my shorts and briefs off in one swift movement. Wyatt’s eyes never left my body as I stripped down to nothing, my dick swelling from remembering how good his cock felt in me the last time.
“Someone’s excited about something,” he said, staring directly at my burgeoning erection.
“Better enjoy it before it hits that cold water,” I laughed, knowing I was a grower and not a shower.
“Maybe that won’t happen on this swim?” he snarled, making my cock even harder to hide. “Come here, sexy. Let me check that out.”
I walked over and stood wantonly in front of him as he smiled. He examined my nakedness, running his warm hands over my chest.
“You have amazing skin. The color is incredible and you’re so smooth and flawless, even with this scar,” he whispered after trailing a finger on my scar. He placed his hand to a noticeable scar on his stomach, trying to suddenly hide it.
I grabbed the hand that was covering the scar and pulled it away. I replaced it with my own and traced the outline of the old wound. I slowly moved my other hand across his abs to his side where there were two similar scars. I knew those were from Afghanistan. I also knew he wouldn’t talk about them or the war, but I thought they added to his overall sexiness.
“I love how you look. I’m sorry if they’re painful reminders, but I think you’re perfect Wyatt.” I turned my face up to his, where I found him studying me, searching my eyes for the reason that I could believe he was perfect.
“Thank you for that,” he whispered, relaxing his hands to his side, becoming comfortable with my caresses.
“I’m not lying, you are perfect... for me.”
He pulled me into a tight embrace and held me in his arms. I instinctively brought my face to his chest and let myself be absorbed into his massive body.
“You’re perfect, but also sweaty, mister!” I laughed, pushing myself away.
He grabbed me around the waist and picked me up, tossing me over his shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes. I struggled to get out of his grip, but it was impossible because he was so strong. Wyatt walked to the edge of the water, still holding me and in full control.
“Now, what was that? I don’t quite remember exactly what you said. How about you try that again,” he threatened, his grip on my waist even tighter.
“Nothing, I said nothing. I’m pleading the fifth,” I laughed, trying to get out of his arms and back on land.
“Too late, gorgeous.” And with that, he tossed me into the water.
I came up spitting water and tried to find my footing. But before I could, he had dived in and had me back in his arms. He held me in his embrace and I realized he was standing even though I couldn’t feel the bottom of the lake. Wyatt was six inches taller than me. I felt protected but also knew he could break me in two if he wanted.
He continued to hold me and brought his mouth down to mine, slipping his tongue in between my lips. He was powerful and gentle at the same time. His mouth continued to probe mine when our kiss became hard and passionate. I knew he wanted me, wanted to possess all of me.
I felt the pressure of his swelling cock against my hip, more evidence that he was intent on fulfilling our desires.
“I was going to swim and cool off, but that isn’t happening,” he admitted, nestling his face in my neck. “Where's that soap?”
I motioned for the edge of the water, and he started walking there, still holding me in his embrace.
“Really?” I asked, being carried through the water like no weight was on him.
He tossed me into the lake again and swam for the shore to grab the soap. I chased after him, grabbing an ankle and pulling him under the water with me. We joined again and kissed. Both of us were hard as rocks and were rubbing ourselves over one another’s bodies.
“Let’s clean up, I need you in me now,” I growled.
I grabbed the soap and joined him. Both of us were standing in knee-deep water when I came up behind him and moved the bar of soap over his back and neck, massaging him as I went. He patiently stood while my hands traveled down to his firm ass and began to move my fingers along the crack, lathering and exploring. He tensed up as my finger slid near his hole.
“Relax,” I whispered, holding my finger near his hole to see if he’d allow it.
“You can wash it, but no loitering, if you get my drift.”
“Oh yeah? I get your drift alright. Let’s save the probing for me,” I growled, rubbing my erection against his butt cheeks and teasing him even more.
I came around to his front and handed him the bar so I could get a good lather built up in my hands. After some serious suds had foamed up, I reached for his semi-erect shaft. Holding his nuts with one hand, I rubbed up and down his shaft with my other soapy hand. He stood taller and arched, his head back as he enjoyed the personal massage.
“The last time you massaged me, we ended up—you know,” he winked.
“I know,” I murmured, increasing my grip on his thick cock, massaging his balls gently with my fingers.
I took the soap back and cleaned his chest and face but avoided his eyes, so he could watch me clean his incredibly sexy body. I felt powerful as I washed him and held his hardness in my hand.
“My turn,” I said, turning away, inviting him to start with my back and hungry ass.
Wyatt ran the soap over my shoulders and down my spine, building up a good foam before moving the bar to the curve of my ass. I pushed my cheeks back to him, encouraging him to move it lower. He gently ran the bar under my opening and towards my balls, hanging below a throbbing cock. His fingers swirled around my pucker, gently pushing into my resistance, and then breaking through. I gasped as a soapy finger made its way into me. He had one hand on my shoulder, holding me in place as the other hand kept darting in and out of me.
“Fuck... that feels too amazing, but be careful, I’m so fucking horny, and I don’t wanna shoot like this,” I moaned, driving my ass into him.
He bent his knees lower and slipped his cock in between my butt cheeks, holding my hips as he slid his soapy tool back and forth, driving me crazy. I reached my arms back and wrapped them around his neck as he held me tight, my back pressed against his chest as he continued to hump my ass. I felt the head of his dick hitting the back of my nut sack as his long cock slid between my thighs.
“I want to be inside you, right now,” he murmured, heat in his voice.
I turned around and placed my hands on his strong hips and kissed him, craving the erection that was stabbing my stomach. We stood there exploring each other in a lake in the middle of the woods. The sun had dipped behind a stand of trees and twilight had taken over. Wyatt moved me to deeper water, still holding me as the soap rinsed away from our skin. He ran the bar over my hair, getting an easy shampoo-like lather going.
“This is a Marine bath and shampoo. We use a bar of soap for everything, hope it won’t ruin your usual routine,” he stated, rubbing my head and being careful to keep the soap out of my eyes.
“Whatever you say, boss. Just don’t forget my cock. Junior needs a rub and tug too.”
“Oh, don’t you worry your pretty little face about that, I’ll be tugging on that soon enough,” he rumbled before bringing his lips down to mine.
We finished rinsing by dipping into the water, its coolness doing nothing to diminish our aching needs. He grabbed my hand and led me to the tent, neither of us saying a word as we walked the twenty yards or so. His huge cock was swinging back and forth, keeping rhythm with his pace.
We slipped into the tent, and I laid on my stomach, tempting him to lay on top of me so I could feel the delicious weight of his massive body. He fulfilled my unspoken command when laid on me. Our bodies fit as if we were molded for each other. I welcomed the pressure when he ground his hips against my eager butt. His cock pressed against my lower back, drawing an imaginary line against my skin.
Wyatt placed his mouth on the back of my neck and nibbled on sensitive flesh when ground harder. He was driving me insane. I felt like an animal being mounted from behind and was aroused beyond belief.
“I know we should do some more foreplay, but I need to feel that cock inside me,” I begged, arching my ass up higher, consumed with desire.
“Lube?” he grunted in my ear.
Knowing I was about to get my wish, I felt for the lube and a condom that I’d left by my duffel earlier, realizing how smart I’d been in hindsight. I felt him lift his weight off me as he came to his knees. He turned on the LED lantern before opening the foil packet. I looked over my shoulder to watch him roll the condom on, slather some lube over his swollen shaft, and finally moved his fingers to my waiting hole.
Wyatt’s chest touched my back, he’d slid a bit lower so that his cock’s head was just below my waiting entrance before he pressed the tip up and against my opening.
“Is this what you want?” his gravelly voice asked. “You think you can handle this again? I plan to do it slow, is that ok?”
“Whatever you want Wyatt, I just need you inside me.”
“Relax, let me play with you awhile,” he whispered, moving his lubed-up cock closer to my hole, his hips gyrating as he moved over a very horny and smooth ass. “This what you like? You like when I tease your hole with my tip?” He had his face buried against my neck where his teeth grazed my skin with his hot breath escaping as he pumped his dick into my crack.
“Put it in,” I moaned.
“Not so fast, baby. Let me take my sweet time. You’re so fucking hot, I want to enjoy every single moment. Every. Single. Inch. When I penetrate you.”
He was driving me crazy. The combination of his weight dominating me, my dick rubbing against the sleeping bag, and his husky voice, delirious in my ear, had me ready to blow my load.
“Come on Wyatt, no more teasing, I need your cock now... please,” I begged again, pushing my ass cheeks up hard against his very large dick. I lifted and positioned his cock against my entrance. “Yes... put it in... that’s it, I need it now.” He had me so worked up, I couldn’t stand it anymore. So I pushed my ass up and felt his tip slide into my lubed ass.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he moaned, applying a little more pressure. He slowly pushed in so I could adjust and welcome more of his inches.
I relaxed as he sunk deeper into me and began to move. My erection continued to grind against the sleeping bag.
Wyatt was moaning in my ear, his hum low and sexy as he conveyed his pleasure at being inside me. “I’m going to enjoy this, let me know if it’s too much.”
I let him know how I felt about that statement by arching my back and placing my ass squarely into his firing zone.
“Roll over Kai,” he stated, pulling himself out. “I want to see your eyes when I’m inside you.”
I felt my heart swell at his request and rolled onto my back. Wyatt brought his mouth down to my cock and took it deep in one move, sucking me and letting me fill his mouth. He held me in, while he deep throated me. I was smaller than him but still, deep throating seven inches wasn’t exactly easy.
“Mmmppfff,” he mumbled as his hands traced my abs before gripping my hips and pulling me deeper into his mouth. He used his brute strength to move my hips, making my throbbing dick fuck his face. I focused on him, the muscles in his arms bulging when he lifted me off the sleeping bag and into him with ease. He was concentrating on milking me dry when I felt that tightness in my sack. I knew I’d better be careful because I was hot and ready to shoot. I tapped his arm.
“Easy fella, I’m gonna bust if you’re not careful and I want you back inside me when I shoot.”
I lifted my legs by holding the back of my knees, exposing myself to Wyatt to encourage him to enter me again. He took the hint and grabbed my ankles with one hand and guided his dick back to my waiting hole. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth when his cock slowly reentered me. Wyatt adjusted my feet to his shoulders, nuzzling his chin against it before leaning forward, powering his way into me again. With each stroke, he thrust deeper and harder. I stared up at him and he was grinning with excitement, his eyes rolled from the pleasure of being joined. He leaned forward so his soft lips could capture mine and his tongue darted in and out. I cupped his face so I could feel the roughness of his stubble. Our eyes gazed upon each other as our rhythm came together in our scintillating act. I welcomed him and felt his affection as his masculinity took me away to a dream-like place. I’d never felt so connected with another human being.
“You’re amazing. You feel so good when I’m in you like this,” he admitted, a mischievous glint in his eye when he moved in and out with fluid pumps of his hips.
His admission made my dick throb. “Your cock feels so good. I need it bad. Can you give it to me harder and faster now?” I begged.
“You want it hard? How hard?” he asked.
“I want you to make me feel it, shoot your load deep into me.”
“Ok, since you asked so sweetly,” he moaned, his eyes sparkling at the invitation. “Hope you’re ready for this.”
Wyatt leaned back and moved my legs off his shoulders and grabbed my ankles again, kissing them in between thrusts. He spread my legs apart as wide as I could handle and looked down to my hole. He slowly pulled out and thrust back in, gasping with each thrust. I moved my hands above my head to expose myself to him.
The pace was increasing, and his eyes darted between my face and himself pumping into my ass. My hole was wide open, and I felt the warm sensation of euphoria rising inside of me while he continued to rub against my prostate. I grabbed my dick and stroked it in time with him filling me up. My precum was leaking and I knew I was close.
“That’s it... faster, I’m getting there,” I groaned, fisting my cock harder.
Wyatt moaned his passion and pumped into me faster, hitting my hot spot just like I wanted. The shivers of excitement gripped my insides as the stimulation had me hurdling closer to that magical burst of release.
Gripping my ass cheeks, he plunged harder into me, controlling his lifts to meet my eager hole and drive me crazy from the electric currents surging through my groin.
We both stared at each other in lust, the pleasure building. I stroked harder, he plunged deeper. I could tell he was close when he closed his eyes and I expected he’d be shooting his pleasure any minute now. His eyes popped open just as I felt my load churning forth. My asshole clamped down around him, milking him and making him finish with me.
“Oh my... fuck!” he yelled.
All I could do was let my eyes roll back into my head as I lost myself in the most incredible orgasm I’d ever experienced. I opened my mouth, unable to make any noise because everything around me stopped. My heart lurched and my lungs locked.
“Yes! Yes! Fuck that’s good,” he moaned, his dick emptying its load.
Wyatt fell forward onto me, forcing me to exhale incoherent words, just as the last bit of cum left my dick. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, pulling him into me.
“I had no idea it could be so good,” he said, snuggling into my neck, kissing me gently.
“Me either,” I admitted.