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  • Fishing guides rod

    • For many years, Ed and Les had been friends and often fished together and much too often so far as their wives were concerned. They were about ten years older than me and I had gone fishing with them a couple of times. Ed and Les were always sarcastic, arguing or criticizing each other and they thoroughly enjoyed their derogatory interaction between themselves. They were very interesting and enjoyable company when you were with them individually but not when they were together. Ed and Les knew that I was gay but that never bothered them and they accepted my lifestyle.

    For several months they had planned a fishing trip to Sam Rayburn Lake in East Texas. They had hired a fishing guide, bought their airplane tickets and were planning on leaving in three days.

    Two days before they were to leave, Les had a death in his family and was not going to be able to make the trip. Ed called me and invited me to go in Less place. Everything had been paid for and I could make the trip at no expense. I was not very enthusiastic about the fishing part but I knew that I would enjoy being out doors and seeing some to the country that I had never seen before, so I accepted the opportunity. It would only be a two-night trip meaning that I would be away from work for three or maybe four days. All I needed to take was my fishing rods, fishing clothes, and personal toiletry items.

    Ed and I enjoyed a very pleasant very early morning flight to Dallas, Texas where we boarded a lightweight plane that took us to Lufkin, Texas. We were met at the airport by a middle age Hispanic whose name was Lucas and he drove us in a pickup to the fishing guides shack near the lake. Lucas was a very humorous man and kept us laughing all the way to the lake.

    A real tall good-looking guy came out of the fishing shack and introduced himself as Jim and he was going to be our fishing guide. I said under my breath, "This is going to be a fishing trip to remember the rest of my life".

    Jim was about thirty years old, about my age, and he was barefooted, and wearing very short shorts, tank top and a cowboy hat. He had a wonderful dark tan and when smiling real big his very white teeth glisten. His long legs were the best-shaped and attractive legs I had ever seen and they went with his near perfect shaped body. I was immediately in love.

    Jim told Ed and I to take any of our belongs that we did not need during our fishing trip and go to the shack and change into our fishing clothes and put our things in a locker which would be safe until we returned from our fishing expedition. While Ed and I changed our clothes, Lucas and Jim had loaded our fishing rods and things into the fishing boat and were waiting on us. Ed and I got into the boat with Jim and he started up the motor and Lucas pushed us away from the boat dock and waved to us as we took off.

    Jim explained that we were headed to his fish camp and that on the way we would stop and fish during the afternoon. He reached in an ice chest and asked if we wanted a beer or soft drink to go with some sandwiches for lunch.

    Shortly after we had finished our lunch, Jim pulled the boat up close to the shore and there were some trees hanging over the water. He gave instructions to put on the plugs he handed us and to cast underneath the trees and to try to land the plug about six feet from the shore line and reel in real slow. He said some big bass were under those trees. Ed and I both cast and both hit in the area that Jim had told us to aim for. We reeled our lines in and neither of us had a strike. Jim told us to do it again that there were bass there. The second time and we had no strikes. Jim stood up, picked up his rod and reel, put on the same type of plug that we had used and cast in the exact same spot that he and immediately caught a big bass. Jim reeled the fish in and got it in the boat. Ed was really pissed and expressed his feeling in no uncertain terms to Jim. Jim smiled real big and said, "Its all in the way you hold your mouth". Ed said some more sarcastic remarks to Jim and Jim retaliated and I knew that Ed had met his match.

    Jim kept taking us to different locations and giving us detail instructions and was very patient giving us an opportunity to catch a big bass. Each time Ed and I would come up empty handed and Jim with one cast would pull in a big bass. Ed continued to try to give Jim a hard time but Jim always came back with some remark to make both Ed and I laugh.

    As we were pulling into this one place that Jim wanted us to try, Ed accused Jim of having a trick rod and reel. Jim hand Ed his rod and reel and he took Eds. Jim again told us where to cast and Ed and I had tried four or five times.

    Jim stood up on the bow of the boat, spread his feet so they were about two feet apart to balance himself because the boat was rocking, lit a cigarette, picked up Eds rod and reel, unzipped his pants and started pissing in the water while casting in the same spot that Ed had been hitting and immediately had a strike and reeled the fish in as he finished pissing.

    Ed yelled out, "You son-of-a-bitch! You now have not only humiliated me about my damn inadequate fishing abilities and if that is not enough you have the gall to insult me more, smoking a cigarette and by bragging about your goddamn long pecker. Taking a piss while catching a fish and having a pecker so long that you dont have to hold on to the damn thing while pissing. Of all the humiliation. That really gripes the hell out of me. You damn show off". Jim smiled and me and winked, "Ed, my rod does some real nice tricks when it gets hard. Do you want to see?" Ed replied, "No you son-of-a-bitch. I certainly do not want to see your ugly pecker. You just keep on and on with your insults".

    To this day, I do not know why I said what I said but did so without thinking. "I would like to see". Jim smiles as he was looking at me and said, "Only in a private showing for you". Ed turned to me and said, "I bet you would you faggot". I just assumed that all the remarks that had been made were in jest and nothing was meant by it. Jims appearance, demeanor, and the way he acted showed no indications that in any way that he may be gay or bi except is reply to my remark. I assumed that Jim was acknowledging the fact that I was gay and it was his way of being gay friendly and was teasing me.

    It had begun to get cloudy as we pulled up on shore in front of Jims fish camp. Lucas was there to greet us and he took our things and placed them in our tents. There were four tents in a row several feet apart from one another. I saw Lucas put my things in the furthest tent and he skipped a tent and put Ed's things in the next tent. Later I learned that Jims tent was in between Ed and my tent and Lucas was on the far end from mine.

    Lucas had prepared a delicious supper and he and Jim hurriedly put the food on the table. It was getting darker and looked like it would rain at any minute. While we were eating Jim pointed towards a wooden wall and told us that on the other side was an outdoor shower and told us were the toilets were located.

    When we had finished eating, Lucas and Ed were trying to out do each other by telling wild exaggerated fish stories. Jim had excused himself and got a towel and headed to the shower. I set and listened to Ed and Lucas rave on and just relaxed.

    I looked up and saw one of the most beautiful sights that I had ever seen and wished I had a camera because none of my gay friends would otherwise ever believe it.

    Jim was walking towards us from the shower wearing nothing but his cowboy hat and jockstrap. He undoubtedly was the best specimen of a man that I had ever seen. I kept looking at his beautiful body and at the same time wonder how he could walk on the gravel with bare feet.

    He walked up to Ed and patted him on the shoulder and said, "May be you will catch a fish tomorrow". He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "A private showing later". I did not know if his remark was a come on or if he was teasing me. I only knew that if he were gay that he was a big credit to the gay population.

    I took my shower and as I passed Lucas and Ed, Ed told Lucas that it was his time to hit the shower. After going into my tent and getting the bedroll and things ready to go to bed I decided that I wanted another cup of coffee. Lucas had cleaned up after supper and set down and was talking to me when Ed returned from his shower. Ed asked Lucas to fix him a cup of coffee and bring his coffee to his tent and they would talk there. I had not seen Jim and I assumed that he had gone to bed.

    I finished my coffee and smoking a couple of cigarettes and it began to rain. I went to my tent and undressed and lay down on my bedroll and listened to the rain and could hear Lucas and Ed talking and laughing. I fell asleep and was awaken by someone coming into my tent. I could not believe it but it was Jim and it was still raining and Jim only had on his jockstrap. He lay down beside me wet from the rain and whispered, "Showtime".

    He cuddled up to me and took a hold of my hard dick and began to stroke it.

    As I started to reach for his pride and joy, he pulled the pouch of his jockey strap up so that the straps attached to the pouch came up over the base of his cock and was causing pressure making his cock stand straight out. When I took hold of him, I realized that his cock was huge and suited the rest of his body. He whispered again in my ear, "Play with my rod a while and I will show it to you and show you what it can do". We both could feel each others bodies jerk as we quietly laughed.

    The rain was pounding down on our tent and we could no longer hear Lucas and Ed so we assumed that they had gone to bed. Jim said, "This is nice. I hoped that you were gay when I first saw you but my gaydar was not working and I did not know". I told him, "My gaydar is a piece of crap and I could have never imagine you being gay". Jim said, "You have a very nice size cock to play with and I am enjoying what you are doing to mine. I would like to do this all night but to be a good fishing guide tomorrow; I will need a few hours sleep".

    Jim got up and straddled my chest and leaned over and began to give me head. His cock was hanging down in my face and I raised my head up and took it into my mouth. He lowered his rear so I could lay my head back down and began to slowly fuck me in the mouth while he continued to suck on my dick. I gripped his very firm buttocks and could guide him in the amount of penetration that was comfortable for me to swallow. I could smell the male scent from his jockstrap and his low handing nuts that were hitting me on my nose and eyes. From the position we were in I could not completely swallow Jims long cock but Jim let go of mine briefly and he told me to pull the straps around his butt which would put more pressure on the base of his cock. When I did this I could feel his cock get more ridged while in my mouth. I stretched his elastic strap out and let it smack against his butt and learned by his moaning that this was stimulating to him. I did this several more times and, each time, he would withdraw his cock from my mouth and quickly thrust it back in down my throat.

    Jim was deep throating and sucking my dick real hard and we both were enjoying the moment of pleasure. I just could not believe that I was having sex with such a good-looking man and that he was worshiping my cock. The way he was giving me head, I knew that he was enjoying doing what he was doing and that it reflected in the jerking and throbbing of his cock.

    Jim slowly removed his cock from my mouth and rolled over on his side. I reached over with one arm and took a hold of the straps of his jockstrap and again applied pressure to his cock and was able to swallow it to its base. Jim murmured, "Oh man! Oh man! You have no idea how good you are making me feel". Jim and I continued to give each other a head and we each shot off in each others mouths. Just before Jim ejaculated, I again used his strap to smack his buttock and the stimulations resulted in Jim withdrawing from my mouth and pushing his cock as far as it would go down my throat and immediately shooting off. Jim turned around and got real close and hugged me. The rain still was coming down and it was so peaceful.

    Jim asked, "Is it alright if I spend the rest of the night with you?" I told him that I would love to sleep close to him. Jim said, "Lucas knows that I am gay and will not be surprised that we spent the night together but what about Ed?" I answered, "Oh! Screw Ed.-- No dont do that.--- The hell with Ed". He put his arm around me and cuddled up real close and told me goodnight.

    I woke up the next morning and it had stopped raining and I heard Lucas moving around fixing breakfast. Jim was still sound asleep with his arm around me and I did not want to disturb him. In a few minutes I heard Lucas lifting the flap of my tent and he set two cups of coffee on the floor of the tent and said, "Your Majesties, your coffee is served". I thanked him and he told me to "Get Jim up and make him drink the coffee or he will not be worth a shit for the rest of the day".

    I moved Jims arm off me and got up and put on my briefs. Jim rolled over and adjusted his jockstrap and put his dick into the pouch. We drank our coffee and Jim got up and tied the flaps open to my tent while I finished dressing. I looked outside and Jim was standing outside my tent and had his arms above his head and was stretching, nude except his jockstrap and yelled, "What a wonderful fucking night! It was a great night!" I crawled out of my tent and realized that Jims remarks and actions were all for the benefit of Ed who had just come out of his tent.

    Lucas had breakfast ready for us and poured each of us another cup of coffee. Jim had never bothered to get dress except he had put on his cowboy hat. As Ed started to set down at the table, Jim told Ed, "I offered to show you how my hard rod worked and you turned me down flat". Ed mumbled something that no one understood. Lucas said, "Well it is going to be a hell of a day. I can tell that Jim is happy and all of us are going to suffer". Jim put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Not all of you, I am going to show this man the time of his life. Last night was just a beginning of my private showing".

    Lucas had fixed us sandwiches for lunch and restocked the ice chest. We took off with the intent of having a great day of fishing. The first place we stopped I cast my line out and pow. I had a bigger bass than Jim had caught the day before. After I got the fish in the boat, Jim turned to Ed, "See I told you that you should see how my rod works. If you had listened to me you would have caught that fish".

    We stopped at three other places and I caught two more big bass and Jim caught one. Ed still zero and was getting more and more pissed both by the ribbing that Jim was giving him and because he had not even had a strike.

    Just before noon, we could hear thunder and lighting not too far away from us, the wind was blowing and the water was getting rough. Jim told us that we needed to get back to camp and off the water. Jim started the motor and took off with the speed of light and the water was splashing up over the bow of the boat and we were completely wet by the time we reached camp. Soon it was beginning to rain, thundering and lighting striking all around us.

    Jim told Ed and I to go to our tents and get some dry clothes on. After getting dress, I looked outside and Jim and Lucas was running around in the rain putting things under tarps and trying to protect everything during the storm. I saw Lucas and Jim grab some sandwiches and drinks out of the ice chest and Lucas ran to Eds tent and Jim came to my tent and handed me the food and told me he would be right back. I watched Jim go into his tent and in a few minutes he came out naked and had a towel and was running to my tent. I took his towel and he had a dry pair of jockstraps wrapped up in the towel. I dried him off and he tossed his jockstrap aside and set down and we ate our lunch.

    The storm was making a lot of noise but we could still hear Lucas and Ed talking real loud and laughing. Jim asked me if Ed drank very much. I told him I did not know. Jim said, "Well if he drinks at all Lucas will have him higher than a kite before this afternoon is over. I saw Lucas take an ice chest full of beer into Eds tent. Lucas can out drink anybody".

    Jim was cold and told me to get undressed and get in the bedroll with him to help him get warm. After I got in bed, Jim cuddled up to me and put one of his legs over me and used one of his fingers and gently rubbed my lips and inserting his finger in my mouth a few times and then put his arm around my waist and his head on my chests. He lay there for a few minutes and asked if I were comfortable and I told him that I was completely relaxed and was enjoying him being so close. He told me, "Lets take a nap like this and tonight we can have great sex together". Jim fell asleep before I did and I could feel his hard cock touching my hip and that caused me to get a hard before I fell asleep.

    Lucas woke us up and was standing at the entrance of the tent with his raincoat on and he set down a pot of hot coffee and two mugs. He told us that he would be right back. Lucas had obviously been drinking all afternoon. When he returned he had two huge bowls of steaming chili, crackers, and four bottles of beer. He said "I didnt know if you like coffee or beer with your chili so I brought you both. If you would get your royal naked butts out of that bedroll and eat this chili, I will guarantee that both ofyou will have raging stiffs all night long. Now if you and your royal cocks will excuse me I will go to my tent. That fucking Senior Ed got drunk and passed out on me". Lucas attempted to take a bow and was so drunk that he almost lost his balance and fell into our tent. I looked outside to see if he made it to his tent. He first went to the kitchen tent and did a few things and stumbled to his tent.

    By the time we had finished eating it was almost dark and the rain let up a little bit and both of us needed to take a leak. We got up and ran outside naked to a near by tree and pissed and quickly ran back inside and dried each other off. We jumped back into the warm bedroll and snuggled up to each other until we got warm.

    Jim and I made passionate love to each other until sometime in the early morning. We both gave each other the ultimate amount of pleasure. For a big man like Jim, he could be so gentle and yet at the right times be just rough enough that it was delightful. For a couple of hours we did everything to build to the great moment of ejaculation. Then we snuggled up close and we both still had erections and we fondled and stroke each others cocks while we relaxed and enjoyed being close. For a long length of time we enjoyed this comfortable feeling and then began to make love again in earnest to reach our second climax.

    The next morning, Lucas woke us up for breakfast, he looked into the tent and Jim and I were lying naked on top of the bedroll and both had erections. Lucas shook his head and said, "I told you. That damn chili will do it every time".

    I got up and dressed and Jim slipped on his jockstrap and told me that Mother Nature was calling and ran towards the john. I had to go to and met Jim coming out. When I finished, I joined everyone at the breakfast table. Lucas had fixed a huge breakfast for us and started apologizing for not being able to fix us a big super last night. He wanted to fry fish and have all the trimmings to go with it but could not do it in the rain. Jim excused himself from the table and as he was leaving, Lucas said, "You guys should feel honored. When it is just Jim and I here, he does not wear that strap thing. He runs around stark naked with that dumb cowboy hat of his".

    Jim put on another pair of short shorts, threw a tank top on his shoulder and had his hat on and began to prepare to take us fishing. We were going to fish on the way back to the fishing shack before we caught our plane to go home. Jim and Lucas packed Ed and my things back into the boat and we left Lucas at camp but Lucas was to meet us again at the fishing shack to drive us to Lufkin to catch our plane home.

    While fishing on the way back to the fishing shack, Ed finally caught his first bass and I caught three more. Ed was suffering from a hangover and he was not in the mood to carry on with Jim like he normally did. Jim spent most of the time seated in the back of the boat. His lightly coated bleached out hairy legs were stretched out in front of him and were spread wide apart, showing a tremendous box, wearing no shirt with the same bleached out hair on his chest and stomach that was glistening in the bright sun, with his arms stretched out on the back of his seat and starring and smiling at me. When I caught a fish, he would jump up and help me get it into the boat. He seemed more thrilled about my catching the fish than I was.

    After reaching the fishing shack, Ed and I went in and changed clothes while Jim and Lucas loaded our things in the pickup and they had cleaned the fish that Ed and I had caught that morning. Lucas had already cleaned the other fish that Jim and I had caught and had them iced down and he added those that were caught that morning and put the chest in the back of the pickup for us to take home.

    Jim shook Eds hand and told him that he was sorry that he did not catch more fish and offered Ed a refund because of the bad weather. Ed backed off and said, "No fucking way. I finally met my match and you are just a better fisherman than I will ever be but if I ever fish with you again I want to see how that damn rod of yours works. It seemed to have done wonders for my fishing partner who caught most of the fish". Jim came over to me and put his arms around me and lifted me off the ground. He put me down and ran his fingers through my hair while looking into my eyes and smiling. I reached up and pulled his cowboy hat off and put it on my head and asked Ed, "Does this make me look as handsome as Jim?" Eds replied, "Give Jim back his hat you fruitcake and get your ass in the pickup". I put Jims hat back on him and put my arm around his neck and kissed him on his cheek and whispered in his ear, "I do not know what your fishing guide fee is but the memories and services you rendered me are priceless". I put my hand up the back leg of his shorts, took hold of one of the straps of his jockstrap and stretched it out and let go causing it to whack his butt. Jim followed me to the pickup and as I was climbing in he swatted me on my rear, smiled and winked at me before closing the door.

    Lucas got us to the airport on time and told us goodbye. On our flight home Ed had very little to say. I do not know if he was pissed off with me or what but I had a great time mostly because it rained and I got to see how Jims rod worked.

    I have no proof about my theory but I do not think there is another fishing guide in the world as good-looking and nice as Jim. I do know for a fact that his very nice hard rod works perfectly and his fishing rod performs very well.


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