Standard Disclaimer: see part 1--somewhere back there in sanity land.
A Valentine's Adventure
by Reets
part 4 of 6
Derek sits back and watches as Nick looks around their unusual campsite. "Do you want to take a dip, in the spring?"
"Maybe, in a bit. I thought I'd take a hike, look around. Certain parts of my anatomy are a little sore." Nick rubs his backside. "Using muscles I didn't know I had, I think."
"I can help loosen those up." Derek wraps his arms around Nick's waist as he steps up. Lifting Nick's shirt he kisses his stomach, watching the muscles quiver. His hands fall to Nick's behind and begin a gentle massage.
Nick groans as Derek's hands work his body. "Are you tired?"
"Me? No, why?" Nick lifts Derek's chin and leans down for a kiss. "What did you have in mind?"
"Well, you've been teasing me all day, I thought maybe you'd make good and take me to bed."
"Hmmm, sounds wonderful love. But first, we must put the horses up and feed them. That is, if we want to get out of here tomorrow." Nick steps back.
"You mean to tell me, that if I said, I wanted to go now. I'd have to ride that animal all the way back up that ridge?"
"Well, yes, it's the adventure part. Survival in the wilderness, type of thing."
"Derek, we've been served hot lunches, there are lights around this thing and a thick bed right inside there. This is not roughing it." Derek stands up and nods.
"Would you perfer I toss you to the ground, right here and take you." Derek grabs his arms and pulls him close. "Dirt and all."
"No, not really." Derek meets his lips and darts his tongue out to moisten them. "Bed. Definetly bed." His words are silenced as Derek's hand forces his head in an angle, locking their mouths together in a passionate kiss. One void of gentleness, born of need. When he pulls back, he takes a moment to catch his breath. "Now."
Derek walks to the horses and leads one away. "Derek, what are you doing?"
"I told you, we must take care of the horses first."
"This is crazy. I want you and your dealing with a smelly equine."
"Get your butt over here and help me and we'll be finished in five minutes." He states noting the flustered look on Nick's face. "Today."
Nick grabs his horse by the reins and it shys a bit, pulling him forward. "Nick, stop that. Be gentle, I told you they can feel your anger or fear."
"I'm not angry, I'm horny. Can they feel that as well?"
Derek tucks his saddle on a nearby post and walks his horse in to the corral and releases it. He watches as Nick stares at the cinch, not knowing what to do next. "Okay boss man, teach me what to do."
"Of course, since you asked so nicely." Derek shows him how to take off the saddle and bridle and they lead the horse into the corral.
"Not much room in there."
"They don't need it. We'll hay them and they'll be fine." Derek takes a stack of hay and hands it to Nick. "In the center rack, so they can both get at it."
"When did you learn so much about horses?" Nick smiles as his horse, takes a large bite of hay from his hand.
"You forget how old I am. I've done it all." Nick laughs.
"Yeah old man, you up to another lesson in love?" Derek feels his desire heighten as Nick wiggles his eyebrows.
"Come on then, let's go for a swim in the pond over there. Wash off this trail dust."
Nick moans his protest, but follows Derek back to the small cave. "Derek what kind of place is this, there are clothes back here."
"Well, yes, of course. I wasn't sure you'd feel comfortable running around nude. I had some things placed here. You'll find your swimming trunks among them."
"This is roughing it." He smiles and strips off his clothes, donning a tight, blue swim shorts. He watches Derek change, having a hard time containing his own primal urges.
"Ready?"
"Let's go." Nick goes ahead, climbing down the large flat rock to the edge of the dark blue water. "How deep is this anyway?"
"No bottom, that I know of. It's just called the blue hole."
"Not too far to the waterfall, want to race?"
"No, I don't, the water is freezing. Take your time getting in, you could have a heartattack."
"Derek, I was a Seal remember? Cold water doesn't bother me." With that said, Nick steps off the rock and into the dark water. He surfaces quickly. "Ahhhhhh, yaaaaaa, that's cold." His teeth chatter as Derek hauls him out.
"I told you."
"Thatttt's nottt freeezzing, it'sss frreeezzzzing." Derek rubs his arms and embraces him.
"I told you that. The water comes down from the mountain's snow melt." Nick huddles against Derek's warmth for a bit, then straightens.
"Well, it took care of one problem I've had all day."
"What's that?" Derek follows Nick's eyes down to his crotch.
"I think it went into hiding." Derek laughs and pulls him close again.
"Come on, let's walk around to the waterfall, there's a place where we can get behind it, if I remember right."
"How often have you been here?"
"I told you it belongs to a friend of mine. He lets me come here whenever I need to relax or recooperate."
"How many lovers have you brought here?" Derek shakes his head and turns to Nick.
"None, only you." Nick blushes at the look of love on Derek's face. Feeling a little embarssed by Derek's confession. "Does that frighten you?"
"I don't know, it's just. Nothing come on, let's get wet, boss man." Nick takes the lead and steps down into the cold water, gasping and panting as his body adjusts to the cold water. "We should just jump in, this is torture."
Derek dives into the water beside him, splashing the stingly cold water on his now heated torso. "Derek!" He dives behind him. After a few seconds they surface, inches apart. "You don't even listen to yourself."
"Are you worried," Derek's lips were shivering. "That you'll have to carry me out of here."
"No, just wondering how I'd explain it to everyone about our romantic setting. It's not like there are two beds." Derek pushes him beneath the surface and swims toward the waterfall. He climbs out and leans back, allowing the cold water to pellet his head and face. Nick pops up, between his legs and kisses his thigh.
"What are you up to?" Nick smiles and grasps both of Derek's legs, holding them for support. He nudges Derek's crotch with his chin, blowing hot air through the wet material. "Nick, stop that."
"Did you say stop?"
"Yes, this is an ackward place to do something like that." Nick grabs his hand and pulls him back into the water. They swim together to the other side, hauling out their tired bodies and lying on the large, flat, sun warmed rock.
Nick smiles as Derek lies down, stretching his tall frame against the warm stone. "Nice." He kneels down and peels the wet bathing suit from Derek's body, tossing it aside. "This looks like something needs a little reviving." He quickly suckles Derek's chilled penis into his mouth.
Derek moans as the hot mouth engulfs his flesh. The change in temperature making his gasp. He runs his hand through Nick's wet hair, smoothing it back. "Turn this way, I want to touch you."
They ease into a sixty-nine position on their sides. Nick moans around Derek's erect cock as his own is stroked and licked. Derek's hot tongue doing circles around the head before dancing in the slit.
Nick feels Derek tense and his balls draw up close to his body. "Wait." Nick pulls back seperating himself from Derek. "Did you bring anything?"
"Yes, in the small pack." Nick gets up and retrieves the tube. "Come here." Nick pulls Derek up. "It's too hard on that rock. Come on." He steps into the water, just until it tickles the bottom of his buttocks. "Get behind me."
Derek gasps as the coolness, but adjust as Nick rubs his body against his. He takes the tube of lubricant and coats his fingers. Nick leans forward, grasping a rock near the shore. The cool water tickles his balls and he shivers as the cold fingers find his opening and begin stretching. Derek spreads his legs further and his now engorged cock touches the water. A low moan escapes his lips as Derek eases inside him, his balls dipping in and out of the water as Derek begins to move. The water splashes and slaps at their thighs from the waves their bodies make in the dance. Nick pushes his body back, taking as much as he can from Derek at this angle.
Derek places one hand on Nick's shoulder, one on his hip as he steadily begins his rhythm. Strong, forceful, even strokes, lifting Nick a bit at his deepest. He caresses the warm skin beneath his fingers, loving the feel of his lover beneath him "I love you Nick, never forget that." His thrusts increase, as his body centers its self at the base of his spine. As the lights line up into one beautiful array of colors, it explodes, releasing hot steams of liquid into the dark recesss of Nick's body.
He's drawn back to the present as Nick cries out, his body clamps tight around Derek's softening member. Derek leans in and kisses the sun warmed skin, drawing Nick up against his chest, holding him tight. "Boss man."
"Yes, my love."
"That was well, worth the wait." Derek smiles and kisses his neck and cheek, slowly withdrawing from Nick's body. "But I can't move."
"You must, my legs are frozen." Nick presses back and they tumble back into the water, letting it cleanse their bodies.
"Let's go back to camp and see how warm that hot spring is, shall we?"
"Hmmm, hot spring, hot meal, warm bed and you. Could anyone ask for anything more?"
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The soft glow of the solar powered floor light cast a warm glow over the camp site. Derek and Nick sipped champagne as they relax in the hot spring. Derek was the first to pull out and rinse off.
Nick spies the shower and studies it for a moment. Water, warmed by the hot days flows down a pipe and forced out a spout. Not a pulsating hot shower, but enough to rinse the body clean.
"Derek this place is too perfect. Does the Legacy know where we are?"
"You brought your phone didn't you?" Nick joins him under the spray of water.
"Yeah, it's somewhere, why?"
"I didn't bring mine, I thought we should have this time to ourselves. If they desperatly need us, they'll get through on your phone."
"That's not like you. Abandoning the Legacy."
"I'm not." His words were a little harsher than he had wanted. He saw the stunned look on Nick's face and steps out of the shower spray. Nick joins him and he wraps a large towel around him, pulling him close. "I'm sorry, I just think I'm due some vacation time, uninterupted."
"Yeah, I'm just not use to hearing you say things, like that."
"Spending time alone with you is important to me. It's what I need right now." Nick kisses his neck and leans into the tight embrace.
"How about we go to bed and you can show me, how much you want to be with me."
"Sounds like a most perfect way to spend Valentine's Night." Arms around waists they head inside the small cave. Nick lies back on the large pallet of blankets. Derek opens a bottle of champagne and pours them both a glass, toasting and sipping for a few minutes. They sit the glasses aside. Derek covers Nick with his body and kisses him gently. He opens the tube of lubricant and gathers some in his hand, snaking it between their bodies, he coats his hard cock. Kissing and nibbling Nick's ear he whispers. "I'm going to make love to you all night. I want to hear you scream when you reach your climax, over and over again."
Nick spreads his legs, accepting Derek's body. A slight resistance and Derek is inside him. His mind screams, as does his body, but he pushes it down, before it escapes his lips. It was a small price to pay for having Derek love him. His body would recover with time. He relaxes into the rhythm as Derek's hand covers his cock and strokes him. God, the man must have had a lot of lovers, he knew just when to stroke and just when to stop, halting the impending orgasm. When to love him softly, gently and when to plow mercisly into him until he cries out, knowing it's what he wants.
Nick whimpers as Derek squeezes his cock to stop his release for the third time. "Is this what you want my love?" Derek strokes the long, thick cock until Nick arches off the bed. Faster and faster, stopping to spread the liquid, leaking from tip around the head.
Then strong steady strokes and thrusts and Derek screams out something in a language, Nick thought he should recognize. His mind clouds over as wave after wave of hot fluid is pumped from his body, coating his stomach and chest. Nick groans a little as Derek settles his weight down on top of him, but runs a hand through the sweaty mop of graying hair instead of pushing him away. "Derek, oh man, I love you."
Sleep comes too soon. Both men neglect their tired, sticky bodies and drift off, locked in a lover's embrace.
Somewhere in the distance a coyote howls at the full moon, answered only by the silence of the night.
~epiloge to follow~
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