'Neath the Spreading Oak

Doug and I embrace. His tongue darts in and out of my mouth in wicked little probes. I try to match him. It's one of the things I love about him: Fucker knows how to French kiss!
He fumbles at his pants zipper. I know what he wants. I want it too.
I look down to see his cock out. In a trice, I have mine out as well, and I wrap my right hand around his. I feel his hand on my cock at the same time.
We kiss gently and masturbate each other.
We take it slow.
We pull off tees and embrace again.
Doug stoops to untie his shoes. I kick mine off, and in no time my jeans lie on the ground. Takes no time for us to embrace naked.
The woods around us are silent, save for distant birds. The air is still and warm; perfect weather for outdoors nudity.
Doug runs his hands over my body. I hold him close.
"Sunburn? Bugs?" I remind him.
Doug smiles and produces sunblock and mosquito repellent.
"Do me, and I'll do you!"
For the next little while we run hands over each other's bodies with ointments. Doug pays the most careful attention to my cock.
"Ready?" Doug breathes in my ear.
My heart pounds as I whisper "Yes!"
We stand next to a spreading oak. Beneath it there's a stool. I suspect Doug of having placed it there.
Next to it is Doug's backpack.
I know what it holds even before Doug pulls it out and ties one end firmly to a massive horizontal branch.
I can't stop myself from masturbating.
What Doug holds in his hands is a noose.
And it's meant for me.

***</p>
How did we end up here?
For a while now, Doug and I have been boyfriends. or roommates with benefits, or fuckbuddies splitting the rent. Or something. He's slender and wiry, with straight dark brown hair and green eyes. I'm more compact in build, a dirty blonde with hazel eyes. We're a bit shorter than average, and pale-complected.
We love assfucking. I'm vers; Doug usually wants to bottom. And we can't seem to keep our hands off each other's cocks. Or mouths...
On occasion we indulge in webcamming.
I enjoy visiting other sites as well.
One night I forget to log out of a session on my desktop computer, the one with the large high-resolution screen.
I discover my omission when I see a gentle glow coming from the door to my home office/study.
Shit! I'm still on that BDSM site!
I move quickly, hoping Doug hasn't seen the images on the screen.
What I see stops me dead.
There sits Doug, pants and shorts 'round his ankles, eyes locked on the screen, masturbating furiously.
I stand behind him: Yup! Same site.
Doug gasps and whips his head around to look at me. We gape at each other. He looks down at his exposed throbbing cock, looks at the screen, and looks at me again with an agonized expression. I've never seen his eyes so wide.
Not even when we make love.
I break the silence before it becomes unendurable.
"Like what you see?"
He manages a panicky nod.
"I guess you now know I like it too. Join you?"
I don't wait for an answer. I drop trou and pull out my own cock.
Doug and I masturbate together to the sight of a video loop showing travesti istanbul a naked man dangling from a noose, a rope of cum jetting from his erect penis, his body shuddering. Over and over.
Doug takes a deep breath and blurts "I want to do that!" before gasping. If he isn't shocked by what he just said, I sure am.
"Me too," I say. My voice sounds wobbly in my ears.
"Flip for it?"
Omigod he wants to do it! We're going to do it!
"Wha-what do you have in mind?"
"Heads you strangle me with a belt while fucking me. Tails, I do you."
"Deal!" I say with more confidence than I feel. Still doesn't seem real.
Heads it is. It takes no time for us to strip naked. I leave Doug stroking himself in front of the full-length bedroom mirror to stay hard-- and keep up his resolve-- while I fetch lube.
When I return Doug is on hands and knees with his leather belt around his neck, masturbating gently.
I get on my knees behind him. I squirt lube on my hand and rub his bud before giving him a little fingerfuck. I slather my own cock and stoke it to get good and hard.
Doug has yet to feel the belt squeeze his neck, but his breathing is already ragged.
I feel his body stiffen when I touch his asshole with the tip of my cock. We take our time loosening him up, with me working my cock deeper and deeper into him with each gentle thrust.
Finally, I'm all the way in. We set up a rhythm with both of us gyrating our hips. In the mirror I can watch Doug stroking himself.
I have to slow down and find a stable plateau. I don't yet know how this is going to work, but it's plain to me tonight, assfucking Doug is foreplay.
In the meantime my cock is in his ass up to his prostate, and that's the way I like it.
We play this out a long while. From Doug's breathing and facial expression it's clear his arousal is growing. The hand on his cock slows to a crawl. When he puts both hands on the floor snd I see his exposed cock stiff and twitching I know we're soon to cross the Rubicon.
"Tell me when," I say. I feel his asshole clamp down on my cock.
"Now!" he cries.
I've had both hands clasping his ass while plowing him from behind. Now, I grasp the tongue of the belt looped around his neck and pull on it. I see his cock twitch in the mirror.
"Tighter!"
I need both hands to adjust the belt, which I manage to do without my cock popping loose. Doug's breathing grows louder. There's a wheeze to it now.
"Keep fucking!" he croaks.
I ram my cock in and out of Doug. I'm not gentle and neither is he; he squeezes down on my cock like he hopes to take it prisoner. The guttural sound of his breathing now has a whistling added to it.
In the mirror I see his erection is so hard his cock quivers.
I pull on the noose even harder. Doug reacts by forcing his head forward and down, almost touching the floor with his forehead. I can no longer see his cock.
But I can hear his orgasm.
"RRRRRRRR!"
The rasping noise only stops when Doug goes limp and falls over on his side. I see his eyes have rolled up in their sockets, and his cock still lazily spurts cum.
Somewhere in all of this, I have an orgasm istanbul travestileri of my own.

***</p>
A memory of something about 'aftercare', from one of those websites that had gotten us into this in the first place, has me scramble to make a plate of milk and cookies for Doug.
When I return, Doug is conscious, but spooked about what we'd just done. Parts of him are sticky from having rolled in his own cum.
A lot of it, from what I can see. He does, however, know what to do with the snacks.
"What was it like?" I ask.
"Mind-fucking," he says after a swallow of milk. "No. Soul-fucking."
"Liked it, then?"
"God yes!"
"Want to do it again?"
"No. I want to have an orgasm while you hang me from a noose.

***</p>
It takes planning to fulfill Doug's wish. (And mine.) We decide the best experience calls for doing the deed outdoors, in full nudity. In our free time Doug researches the technology, such as it is, while I seek a good location.
We live in Hardin County, East Texas. The Big Thicket is an obvious place to search for rarely trafficked areas. It does, however, take us a deal of hiking to find a really private area.
Doug crafts the equipment we need. It's a length of rope attached to a leather belt noose on one end. The rest of the gear is a collapsable stool. Doug manages to fit it into a wearable backpack.
Although both Doug and I are capable of shooting multiple times daily, by mutual consent we each build up a week's nut.
This does not preclude our jerking each other off while watching video clips of guys hanging each other. It does, however, test our self-control.
We each arrange to take a day off from work. It's mid-week, on the most glorious spring day you could hope for.
Our hike in takes half-an-hour. We're far from any inhabited area, and well off the beaten track for other weekday hikers.
We come to a clearing, guarded by a skirmish line of Leaves Three. In it is a big live oak with a nice strong horizontal branch about seven feet off the ground.
I throw a rope over the branch and secure the noose.
Both of us wear tees, which we shed. We embrace and kiss. I feel Doug's hand running over my back before he rubs my cock through my jeans.
He fumbles at his fly a moment before freeing his cock. Mine is soon out as well. I drop to my knees and take him in my mouth. Long, sweet seconds pass as I suck him. I stand once more. We remove our remaining clothes.
Every time I'm naked with Doug outdoors I have this little nugget of fear that we're about to get caught. I don't know what effect that has on Doug, but it sure gooses my arousal, until I enter a state where I don't care who finds us. It may not be the safest way to feel, but it sure is a good way to get nice and hard.
We've been standing next to each other, jerking each other off, for minutes.
Doug's eyes seek mine: We're done with foreplay.
He mounts the stool and pulls the noose tight around his neck. He stands silent, eyes closed, and shivers a little. It's not from cold; the air is hot and heavy with humidity. His cock stands straight up. I slather it with lube.
"Ready?" istanbul travesti I say. Doug nods Yes! He's standing tiptoe, his cock just below my shoulders.
I kick the stool away. Doug swings free and starts masturbating.
As he strokes his cock, his face congests and reddens. He makes a weird whistling noise in his throat. At first his eyes look at me with an expression almost pleading. After a few seconds his face slackens and his eyes lose focus. His cock, however, grows ever harder as his stroking slows to a lazy crawl.
Long seconds pass. I'm masturbating too. I watch his cock pulse and tense.
His face turns deep red. His feet kick against the warm air.
His body writhes; he makes feral noises deep in his throat.
And his lubed cock, hard as steel cable, pulses and jerks and vomits a ropy stream of hot cum over my chest. He sprays me twice more. As his orgasm subsides, hot semen strikes my own cock in my hand, then my bare feet.
Doug's eyes roll up in his head. He's passed out. I keep masturbating a short while at the sight of his erect penis still quivering in the warm air.
I'm using his cum as lube: Semen from a hanged man!
Time for me to release the rope and guide his unconscious body to the ground. His eyes flicker as he comes to.
I lay him on the ground. He looks up at me, dazed.
Only to watch me masturbating like a maniac. Inside a minute I have my own thunderous orgasm and spray a hot load over his naked body.
"Glad to see me?" he croaks.

***</p>
Today, it is my turn to hang.
I stand on the stool and tighten the noose around my neck. The air is still and humid. The heat bathes my naked body like a warm shower.
I stroke my cock a bit before Doug takes it in his mouth. I look down on him masturbating as he works me up to a pitch of arousal. Once I'm truly hard he stops sucking me and slathers my cock with lube.
My heart pounds. I tremble at the thought of what I'm about to do; about what's about to happen to me.
About what I will feel!
I cry "Ready!" and step off the stool. I start masturbating for all I'm worth. The pressure of the noose constricts my airway and throttles the flow of blood to my brain, causing me to feel stoned --and my arousal to spike. My awareness shrinks the sensations in my body, to what I feel my lubed hand doing to my cock.
My exquisitely sensitive twitching cock.
I'm in a dreamy state where time stretches like taffy and the universe beyond my body recedes to a vast distance. I feel my pulse slowly pounding only because it echoes the pulsation of my cock as it tenses and twitches. Shivers of pleasure ripple over my body. I no longer think; all I can do is feel. Feel my nakedness in the warm air, feel my hand sliding up and down my ramrod hard cock...
Pleasure this intense can't last forever. My cock contracts and cum streams from it: I convulse in a mighty orgasm that leaves me seeing red--
--and I'm lying on the ground, dazed. As I claw my way back to to consciousness something warm spatters my front.
It's cum from Doug's orgasm.

***</p>
Naturally, we film both episodes. I edit them, and others like them from subsequent adventures, into short clips that are fucking hot, if I do say so. Doug and I watch them on our big flatscreen TV while fondling each other's lubed cocks. Sweet!
During one session Doug asks me "What was that website again? How do you upload to it?"