1. Tour guide in the jungle


    Date: 11/15/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: lay_me, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    finished eating and drinking he walked a few paces to a tree, fished inside his shorts and pulled his penis out through the leg hole. Paddy caught a glimpse of black snake before he realized what was happening. Cedric pissed happily. A lot of people did it, even in the city. It wasn’t like they didn’t have toilets in their houses, but they would piss on any patch of grass they found. It rained so much that it was soon dispersed into the ground. Half an hour later, Cedric pulled up again and this time produced two pairs of binoculars. He pointed out exotic birds and Paddy marveled at the bright colours and strange, almost designer markings. The two men laughed and joked together and Paddy felt himself relaxing for the first time since he had arrived in Guyana. It was a relatively dangerous country, especially for an ageing white man who was assumed to have money. “Fancy a swim in a river?” Cedric said. They walked a hundred metres and through a curtain of vines and there it was: a sparkling, clear river. Not brown and forbidding like those in urban areas, but apparently pristine. Paddy had brought his swimming shorts and changed quickly behind the door of the pickup. Cedric simply removed his shirt and trousers and plunged into the water in his tight, dark blue underpants. Paddy clambered in carefully. It was cold but beautiful, refreshing. They swam and luxuriated for ten minutes before getting back into the vehicle. Paddy toweled himself dry, but Cedric simply allowed the ...
    sun and the onrushing air get rid of the water. Paddy stole a glance at his companion’s powerful thighs and sturdy package, with black pubic hairs peeping out from the cotton edges. Late in the afternoon they arrived at the resort, which was padlocked, trimmed with razor wire and padlocked again. “I don’t have staff,” Cedric explained, “So I just have to make it difficult to break into.” He punched a generator into life and lights sprang on and the pool became animated with pumping. Cedric swept the leaves out of it with a huge shrimping net while Paddy put his belongings in one of the huts, which contained two double beds and two armchairs. He put his damp swimming shorts on again and lay on a plastic sunbed by the pool. Cedric brought cocktails – long, blue and suspicious and loaded with white rum – and plantain chips for snacks while he cooked steaks on a gas barbecue. They ate, drank and chatted like old friends until it grew dark and the mosquitoes became aggressive. The men moved indoors, into Cedric’s hut. Paddy used the toilet and wiped his cock carefully on his pants. When he returned, Cedric went into the toilet, left the door open and pissed loudly into the water. Paddy could see the tip of his dick and the golden stream that flowed in an arc from it. When Cedric came back into the room, Paddy was hoping something was going to happen. He sat in the low chair with his legs splayed and Cedric looked right at them. “No A/C,” Cedric said, “Just the fans, so if you feel ...
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