In the remote mountain town of Alpine Ridge, two hikers, Brad and Jaxson, found themselves drawn to each other after a long day of climbing. The sun had set, leaving a deep purple hue over the towering peaks. Their bodies ached from the day’s exertions, but their desire for each other was palpable.
As they entered Brad’s cabin, Jaxson’s eyes wandered over Brad’s muscular form. Brad, noticing Jaxson’s gaze, pulled him close and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, setting the stage for the night’s delights.
Brad trailed kisses down Jaxson’s neck, earning a soft moan. He nibbled on Jaxson’s earlobe before moving to his nipples, teasing them to hard peaks. Jaxson’s breath hitched as Brad’s hand slipped into his pants, stroking his growing arousal.
With a wicked grin, Brad dropped to his knees. He freed Jaxson’s cock, wrapping his lips around the tip. Jaxson’s head fell back as Brad took him deeper, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Brad’s fingers found Jaxson’s ass, teasing the tight ring of muscle.
Jaxson, unable to resist, returned the favor. He pushed Brad onto the bed and climbed on top of him, their cocks rubbing together. Jaxson kissed Brad deeply, their hands exploring each other’s bodies.
Brad, eager for more, flipped Jaxson onto his back and spread his legs. He licked a path from Jaxson’s balls to his ass, teasing the puckered hole. Jaxson squirmed, his breath coming in short gasps. Brad slipped a finger inside, preparing Jaxson for his cock.
With a groan, Brad entered Jaxson, filling him completely. He set a steady pace, their bodies slapping together. Jaxson’s cock bounced with each thrust, precum glistening on the tip.
Brad reached for Jaxson’s cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. Jaxson’s breath hitched, his body tensing. With a cry, he came, cum splattering Brad’s hand and chest.
The sight sent Brad over the edge. He pulled out, his cock jerking as he came, cum landing on Jaxson’s chest and face. Brad collapsed next to Jaxson, their heavy breathing filling the room.
As they lay there, the only sounds were their soft moans and the wind whispering through the trees outside. The mountains had witnessed their sin, but neither cared. It was a night they would not forget.
