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Hard On the Trail: The Final Chapter

Brunette

First let me start by apologizing for taking so long to get this final chapter posted. I have received several requests to finish the series and my life just kept being too busy to sit down and type it up. Here it is, I hope it was worth the wait.

It had been months since Stephen had walked out on me. Is walked out the right term when you cheat on your boyfriend with two other guys in one night before coming home and realizing what you’ve wanted had been there in front of you all along?! Regardless, it had been months. I had spent the first little bit curled up on my sofa or going to work. Nothing much took my attention away from the fact that I had completely destroyed my entire relationship before realizing I had one.

I had always taken for granted what I had. In denial about who I was. I always told myself I wasn’t gay, that this was just sex with guys, random guys. But I had settled into a groove with Stephen and looking back it was so obvious. We lived together, slept together, laughed together, binged Netflix together. And now… now this empty void where he used to be.

One day, while putting away laundry, I was struggling with my drawer. It was jammed and I was in the wrong mood to deal with it. I yanked at it, growling under my breath. I gave it one yank too many and the whole drawer came tumbling out, “FUCK!” I growled as the contents spilled out onto the floor.

I got down on my knees and began the process of cleaning up the pants. As I was refolding them into the drawer I moved a pair aside and there, in front of me like a whisper from the past, were those damn shorts. The ones that started this all. Years ago when I went jogging on the trail and met Marc. I had spent a lot of time thinking over the years about what happened that day. Things had worked out in the end but at the core, what he had done to me had been wrong. It always left me with conflicting feelings. The force, the aggression, the tears and sick to my stomach fear on that first encounter. But the pleasure, the realization of a bit of who I was, the adventure he took me on and then eventually…Stephen. It all started with these cursed shorts.

I picked them up, thumbed the elastic waistband for a minute before I was overcome with anger. Anger at what he had done to me that day, anger that things had become so great and anger that I had ruined it chasing the wrong man. I threw the shorts with a holler at the wall. I stood up and kicked my dresser like a child before stomping out of the room. Threw myself on the sofa and glared at the wall.

Well, this wasn’t productive. As I stared at the wall accomplishing nothing I realized I was going to have to pull myself together eventually. I slowly got up, checked my foot from where I had kicked the dresser and marched back into my room with a purpose this time.

* * * * *

Here I was, back where it all started, on the trail. NOT wearing my cursed shorts this time. I couldn’t bring myself to throw them out but I also wanted nothing to do with them either. I started a light jog on the trail. Had to start somewhere.

* * * * *

Two more months passed and I was back into a healthier routine. Jogging almost every day now, always on the same trail, head up and pushing all negative thoughts to the back of my mind. That was, until the day I jogged past Marc. I saw him in the distance and couldn’t believe my eyes. He didn’t see me yet and as he got closer I could feel my rage building up inside me. It wasn’t HIS fault Stephen left me but still it all came back to him every way I twisted the story.

As he was passing me he looked over, we made eye contact and his eyes went wide just as his face went white. I almost completely passed him before I lunged, “YOU!”

Marc dodged me for a moment and then he bolted. I turned fast and chased after him. He had always been a fit man, I would be gaining on him and then he would increase his speed. I knew I had to catch him. I had to have it out. Months of anger and depression sat between us and I wouldn’t move on until I had this closure.

I don’t know how long I chased him for, time didn’t seem to exist. It could have been a few seconds or a few minutes. But I became aware of my surroundings when I saw it. That adjacent trail. The one that veered off course. My blood boiled, he wouldn’t! He couldn’t! As if calling my bluff, he did! Marc turned onto the side trail, did a quick shoulder check to see if I was still chasing him and then he picked up pace. The side trail was never a long one, I don’t even know if you could call it a trail, it headed straight into karabük escort the woods and though clearly often trecked on it didn’t seem to be am official part of the running trail provided by the government. But as short as this side trail was, it was long enough for my anger to build.

Up ahead I could see the boulder where he first had his way with me. He was heading straight for it. That son of a bitch! As he rounded toward the boulder I saw a few guys scatter away. One of them was clearly still trying to pull his pants back up. Marc, changed direction and headed into the woods and as he did that two more guys stumbled out of the woods holding hands looking disheveled.

Where they had stumbled out, Marc stopped. He put his hands on his knees, bent forward and catching his breath. I slowed, fists clenched at my side. “I didn’t think I’d see you up here again after what happened last time. But if you want my ass so bad I guess I’m up for it.” Marc started to untie his shorts.

As he looked up his face met my right hook. Marc stumbled back from my hit, “WHAT THE FUCK?! You’re the one who followed ME in here you ass hole!”

“I followed you to give you a piece of my mind!”

“Well you could have waited at the end of the trail for that then! Jesus man,” he rubbed his cheek where I’d hit him, “if I had known you just wanted to talk I wouldn’t have run all the way up here.”

I gave him a shove, “What the fuck is wrong with you? You think it’s okay to just go around fucking whoever the hell you want while your wife sits at home waiting for you?”

“Keep it down!” he growled nervously but clearly annoyed, “I don’t need everyone knowing my business. You never had a problem with our arrangement before. What’s your problem now?!”

“My problem is rapists like YOU shoving your dick where it doesn’t belong and ruining lives.”

Marc stumbled, his eyes wide and he choked a little as he sputtered, “Rapists?! Rapists like me?! What are you talking about?!”

I snarled, “Rapists like you, that’s what I’m talking about. Guys who think it’s their right to just fuck a pretty piece of ass he finds on a trail because he can. I may have eventually liked our arrangment but I never asked to be raped!”

“Now wait just one god damned minute! I never raped you!”

“The hell you didn’t!” I stepped towards him, fists clenched again.

“Fuck you I did not! YOU lead me up the fuck trail. After you switched trails to follow me.”

“Fuck trail? What are you going on about old man?!”

Marc, still rubbing his cheek, squinted at me like I was an idiot, “Fuck trail…where the hell do you think you are?!”

I relaxed my fists, I was too confused, “What?”

Marc laughed, “Look around you, moron! What do you see?!”

I stepped back, not sure if I should take my eyes off him. I looked around me. At first all I saw was trees and bushes. But then I noticed the abundance of guys coming and going from the side trail, I noticed where one bush had been rustling before it was now silent and there were two guys tying their shoes. I took a few more steps back and caught a look at two guys going at it from behind a boulder not unlike the one Marc once took me to. It all hit me so fast where I was that I stood there staring at those two guys a little too long. One of them saw me staring and shouted, “If you’re going to just stand there gawking you might as well join in!” I blushed and stumbled backwards, I was surrounded by guys fucking, sucking and just getting off in the woods. I had turned down this trail with Marc following me. Fuck trail. Marc laughed piteously, “Did you really not know?”

I shook my head, I couldn’t form the words.

Marc chuckled nervously and sadly, “oh man, I’m so sorry, I hadn’t realized. When you had switched trails to run where I was and then you turned down this trail…I just thought…and then you put on this big stink when I wanted top. I figured you just didn’t like being a bottom but I wasn’t in the mood to be a bottom either. I figured we’d role play and you went along with it so smoothly I really just thought you were down to fuck.”

Marc stepped forward and I stumbled back another step. He reached out as he apologized and then just as quickly put his hand back by his side.

I looked around me again, the guys by the rock had collapsed in their ecstasy and besides them there didn’t seem to be anyone around. I was losing control of this situation. I looked at Marc and taking a deep breath I managed, “But … why?”

“Why what?”

I stuttered, karabük escort bayan “Why this…you have a family.”

Marc sighed, “Look kid, I’m not about to give you my life story. But …” he looked off into the woods like he was in deep thought, “It was a different time when I was your age. I never understood why I liked looking at guys more than girls. Or why when my best friend bent over I wanted his pants to slide down. So I did what you were supposed to do. I got married, had a couple kids and got into a hobby. Then one day, someone brought me out to fuck trail and had his way with me and it was the most amazing experience of my life. Since then, I would come here when I needed to get a little extra. Something to think about while I’m with the wife at night. She loves it, well, she loves who I am afterwards even if she doesn’t know what makes me harder those nights.”

“Then what about the rest of it? The parties?”

“Ah yes, well of course when you come onto fuck trail enough times you come to meet some colourful characters. I had been to a few parties, usually invited by a random person on the trail. But you… oh man. When I fucked you, you were so tight and your performance was so real.”

“IT WAS REAL! I was scared.”

“Yes, I’m sorry. I… I really thought. Well…anyway, you left your id and I was originally just going to leave it but I was so hot for you I needed seconds. And I figured it only fair to let you take top first.”

I thought back to that night. The night he told me I would get to be daddy once.

“I had thought, while you were fucking me, how we had a good thing there. You had no roommates and there were no cops coming around to break things up like in the woods. I thought maybe if I was needing a little something I could just stop by. So imagine my excitement when you were down? Some nights when my wife was at her sisters with the kids I would come over and have my way with you. The more I came to you the more I fancied what we had. Then you had to go and bring that kid into it. Figured it was time to leave, you were done with me. Until you came back, that day here on fuck trail. I was having a good time and you joined in. My god that was something else. I missed you, missed your ass, and missed your role play. You just…everything about you. And then you had to go and fuck it up!”

“I KISSED you!”

“You made it gay! Haven’t you figured that out?! I’m not like you! I’m not gay! I just like to have fun and my wife can’t give it to me.”

I squinted at him, “What?”

Marc growled, “I SAID I’m not gay! Don’t try to put your label on me. Just cause I like to stick it in your ass doesn’t mean I’m gay like you!”

My head spun, it was like looking into a mirror, but a mirror I had already smashed. I suddenly felt this overwhelming pity for him. He had grown up in a time that being gay was not okay. It had been so deeply implanted in him that even now, standing on fuck trail, surrounded by guys fucking each other. In a place where he fucked many guys and talking to a guy he had fucked many times. He still couldn’t let himself just be gay.

Marc must have sensesed my pity, he straightened up, puffed out his chest and growled, “Listen kid! Are we gonna fuck or what? Cause I didn’t jog up here just to braid your hair!”

I didn’t say anything, just stood there watching him in disbelief.

“Whatever!” Marc spat and walked past me towards the rock. The two guys from before were still there. One was laying down on his back, basking in his post orgasm bliss still. The other was on his knees, still stroking his cock. Marc walked up to them pulling his shorts down. He whipped out his cock and started stroking it in the kneeling guys face. While he was still half-mast the guy on his knees leaned forward and took him all in his mouth and started to work on him. Marc leaned back, put his hands behind his head content and then looked over his shoulder at me grinning. He gestured towards the guys ass as if inviting me to join in the act. I looked away and began to walk away, suddenly so much more made sense in my life. I needed to fix my mistakes. With a burst of determination I began jogging out of fuck trail.

* * * * *

I don’t know how long I stood there, staring at the white door. Stumbling over words in my mind. What I was going to say, how I was going to say it, would there be a point? I lifted my hand to knock on the door but before I brought it down to knock it opened. And there he stood, Stephen. And all my words were still lost. What was I escort karabük supposed to say?

* * * * *

I sat nervously on Stephens’s sofa. He sat across from me on a loveseat. Waiting for the explanation I had promises him. No, that I had BEGGED to give him. I put my head in my hands and I started to cry. All I could manage to get out was, “I’m sorry. I messed up so bad I’m sorry!” the rest was just the awkward tears of a grown man bawling into his hands.

I don’t know if it was pity or concern but Stephen got up and sat beside me. He put his hand on my lower back and rubbed me gently. I sputtered random bursts of sentences about how I was in a messed up place back then. How I had not accepted who I was. I appologized for acting like he was just a good time when really he was the love of my life. On this note I looked up and met his eyes. He put his hand on my cheek for a moment, looking back and forth between my eyes. Then he leaned his forehead to mine and we sat like this for a moment before I broke away to put my head back in my hands. I composed myself, took a deep breath and said, “I want to do this right.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I want to do this right. I want to officially tell my parents who I am and if you will allow me, I want them to meet you. I want them to see the person who makes me want to be a better person.”

“You want me to meet your parents?!”

“Yes. I do. I…..I …..” I couldn’t believe I was about to say this but I also couldn’t believe it took me this long to realize it, “I want to spend the rest of my life with you!” We sat there in silence for a while before I said, “But I’m scared that I’m too late. That I realized this too late and I messed everything up and you’ll never forgive me and-” Stephen took my head in his hands, turned me to face him and gave me a big, long kiss.

“I love you too!”

* * * * *

A few months after meeting our respective parents we officially moved in together. MY parents laughed when I told them, they said they had been waiting for a while for me to make it official. His parents weren’t excited about me, not that they didn’t like me, they just didn’t seem to care. Like telling them you picked up groceries at the store, “Oh thanks for letting us know.” Stephen said that’s just how they are about everything. We had a bonfire one weekend and I came out of the house with something to burn. I tossed those cursed shorts in the blaze. I had told Stephen all about the side trail that had both gotten me into a mess as well as saved me from myself. I wanted to leave it all in the past and just be us. We had been taking things slowly. It felt funny but in a big way it felt pleasantly innocent. Hand holding, light petting, kissing and some public displays of affection. In a way it was like being in Junior High all over again.

Then one night, I came to bed and rather than being in pjs, Stephen was completely naked under the blankets. I was immediately rock hard, “Are you sure?” I asked.

Stephen nodded with a gentle smile.

I climbed into bed behind him, spooning him and sliding my dick softly between his butt cheeks. Back and forth, my precum lubing his hole ever so slightly as I passed it. I spit into my hand, rubbing it on myself then I licked my finger and played with the opening to his hole. He moaned, making it harder to hold back.

My whole body shuddered with the anticipation. I put my dick against the rim of his ass hole and gently shoved against it. It held strong at first, I kissed his neck, guiding myself with my left hand I licked my right hand and reached around to stroke Stephen. He moaned again and I couldn’t hold back. I thrust myself deep inside him. He cried out with pleasure as his rim puckered and gave all at once. I withdrew only halfway before thrusting in once more. I groaned barely able to hold back from exploding too quickly. I wanted to make this last as long as I could.

After pushing into him a few more times I couldn’t keep this pace any longer. I got up on my knees, flipped him onto his stomach, grabbing his hips tightly in my hands I slammed myself into him over and over, “Fuck yeah! Oh my god you feel amazing! FUCK!”

Stephen looked over his shoulder at me while he stroked his cock, “Yeah? You like that ass?”

I grinned, what a naughty smirk. Our moans blended together as I pounded his ass over and over again until all at once we both cried out. His load blew all over the bed, I felt myself filling his ass as I slumped over his back. He had been well worth the wait.

We fell back into the messed up blankets, he slid into my arms and I tucked my knees up into his. As he sighed into sleep I thought over the past two years. I never would have seen myself here but now that I was here I could not imagine myself anywhere else. I was truly happy, at peace, and dare I saw it, I was going to marry this man some day!

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