Once unbuttoned, I pulled down his pants. He was wearing boxers. I put my hands on the waistband of his boxers and looked up at his as he was lookin... at his videos. I asked, “You okay if I pull these down?”. Ethan just raised his eyebrows and nodded his head quickly, 'yes.'I pulled down Ethan’s boxers, exposing his nine-plus inch fully erect cock, his hairy nice size balls and scrotum, and his very nice brown bush of pubic hair. Brain's cock had a bulbous head and was just covered with. It'd been over three months since getting laid off from the construction company he'd been with for the last ten years and, what with the Credit Crunch and everything, the building trade was in the doldrums, absolutely nobody hiring. Plus, he was in his late forties now, not past it by any means, but certainly no spring chicken.Thank god for Paul and Victoria, anyway.He'd known Paul Connors for years, they'd been friends since meeting through the local golf club. The two men were about the same. ‘Anything else?’ you ask. ‘Put your other finger in me… Please.’ expecting it to go in my ass, I’m shocked when I feel you slide it into my pussy… I can feel it, all 5 fingers. The thought of me taking your whole hand is driving me crazy and I beg you to push harder. You seem reluctant, but you do. I can feel your knuckles catch on my pubic bone and you start to pull back. I know you don’t want to hurt me. But I grab your hand with both of mine and push you back into me. I think you know what I. You just boil some water on the little backpacking stove, pour it into the package of freeze dried food and wait ten minutes.We had a small campfire and sat before it, talking (and necking) until nearly midnight. When we finally moved to the tent and slipped into the joined sleeping bags, the thought filled my head that this seemed so natural, so right, to lie next to Erik, our bare bodies touching as it felt were our minds. And when we made love that seemed so natural and so right also.Tuesday.