Barriers Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Barriers Ch. 01

... fire and poured a thin splash of bourbon for myself. Since we had about an hour before dinner would be ready, I began to think what I could talk to Dave about for that long. I had a brief moment of panic as conversation never came easy for me. Perhaps that's why I was drawn to the ranger program, the trees and river didn't demand constant chatter to be comfortable. Luckily Dave sensed this and easily filled the gap, something I definitely appreciated about him.

"Man did you see that one group with those blonde chicks? They got wet from some rapids and you could basically see their tits through their wet shirts. It was pretty fucking hot". If the fire or bourbon or exhaustion from rowing was making me drowsy, Dave's language jolted my eyes back open. I had never heard him use that kind of talk, I think he had mentioned banging his girlfriend before but nothing like this. I was definitely amused by this side of him though.

"Haha, I think they were part of a church group, they're probably saving themselves for Jesus" I replied.

"What, no way, they were part of a sorority or something. Alpha, Cum, Laude", he joked, proud of himself for what he thought was hilarious. His white teeth flashed wide.

"Um, what?", I laughed.

"Their shirts said something like United Christian Fellowship, they were definitely keeping themselves pure from a goofball like you".

"Yeah, well, they'd be on their knees for something alright. They wanted to go behind the bushes and give me a ...

... Hail Mary", Dave argued. My eyebrows twisted in confusion but I laughed.

"That doesn't even made sense man." It didn't matter though, Dave was amusing himself at his own nonsense. His swagger brought out a playfulness in me, though, too. It's curious how we lower our guard to match the guard of those around us.

"Oh yeah, what would you do? Send them back to church with a bra full of jizz?

They'd forget their prayers and say, 'Our Dave, who art my Ranger, hallowed be thy dong'?" I tried. Dave looked stunned for a second but then threw his head back, a hard laugh vibrating his neck, with little blonde hairs reflecting some firelight at me. He was amused but he shifted his hips and adjusted himself, maybe the thought of those girls worshiping his dick in the woods, worried that their pastor would catch them, and being sprayed with his jizz had stirred something in him.

"I didn't know you were such a perv, Scott", he said. I shrugged. I kind of enjoyed finding out his quirks, seeing what he liked. Yeah, I was a perv, but pretty much anyone with a sex drive was a perv. It's just human nature.

"You started it!" I laughed back at him.

We bantered for a little while longer then finished dinner, Dave had a few more beers and I had a half a glass of bourbon while we watched the fire dwindle. I threw another log on it and went outside to piss. It was a crescent moon and its light bleached the dark green pine trees so that they were nearly gray. The rippling reflection ...