Mike And Randy

They'd met while in the Navy, stationed at North Island Air Station in San Diego. They had served a four year stint and were awaiting their discharges. Randy's home was in the mountains of southeastern Kentucky, but while in the service he rented an apartment just off base with Mike, a shipmate from Ohio.

Randy and Mike had known each other a couple of years since the time they'd spent together in Naval Air Training School. They began going out on liberty together at that time and would often share the cost of a hotel room. Mike had noticed that when they slept in the same bed, he'd awaken with Randy's body spooned against his back and his boxers would be wet with cum. A couple of times Randy found Mike's hand cupping his flaccid cock and balls. Since his underwear was wet and sticky, he'd sneak out of bed, embarrassed as hell. The thought that Mike was gay never really entered Randy's mind.

It was getting close to the weekend when their discharges came through. Mike had no real interest in returning to the Buckeye State, and asked Randy if he could tag along with him to Kentucky. Without much hesitation Randy agreed. Secretly, Randy ached to make love to Mike, all the time's they'd spent in various motel was fresh in his mind. They decided to drive from San Diego, California to Stone Mountain, Kentucky. They left San Diego early Friday morning.

For most of the trip, Mike and Randy talked about their childhood, how many bitches they'd fucked, their service to America and other assorted chit chat. The trip was fairly routine and uneventful.

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They were less than a day from their destination. When orange and crimson shades of evening overtook them east of Crummies Creek, Randy started to search for a place to spend the night. The highway runs through a mountainous terrain here, and while the surrounding mountains posed no threat to the Blue Ridge or Great Smokeys, it was a relief to see after hundreds of miles of cities, congested interstate highways, farms, and flatlands. Pine trees lined the slopes in places, and when Mike rolled down the window, the sweet smell of honeysuckle lingered in the air.

They were descending on the eastward slope when Randy spotted a side road its course and terminus concealed by trees. He decided to take it on a whim, figuring they'd follow it for quite a few miles and have plenty of gas in the tank to double back if necessary. Unbeknownst to either of them, both Mike and Randy hoped that one would find the other irresistible. They were mutually attracted to one another, but neither was aware of the others feelings, it was indeed an inner torture. Eight miles from leaving the main highway they found what was to become a "safe harbor."

There before them was a once bustling town. The virtual ghost town was of relatively recent vintage, circa 1930, and the scars inflicted upon the surrounding mountains told them it had once been at one point in its history a booming coal mining camp. The quaint places--tents and clapboard shacks, typical of coal operator's greed--had long been dismantled, removed or fallen victim to a combination of the elements and years of neglect.

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Commercial type buildings in the heart of the little town had been constructed with a greater permanence in mind. A combination dance/party hall popular in the days prior to prohibition, post office and hotel were overshadowed by the rusted hull of an old coal tipple, an a tiny once white church had been thrown up in its shadow, almost as an afterthought.

"What a fascinating old place," Mike remarked. He'd never seen anything like in his life. "I'm sure it was once a beautiful place, until outsiders came in raping and pillaging her natural resources. "Exactly," Randy replied. "I'm confident that many a young man gave his life here, digging the filthy black gold."

"Do you reckon ghosts of those slain miners linger about Randy?" Mike queried.

"Don't tell me your afraid of ghost?".

"You must joking. Copperheads, rattlesnakes, muskrats and a lot of other varmints, okay, but ghosts? No problem, man!", Mike boasted.

They parked the car in front of the old tipple and got out to explore the crumbling structure. The iron door was rusted shut. It took some determination and a lot of elbow grease to budge the huge entrance after sixty years or more of standing idle, but momentum did the trick and the old door suddenly crashed backward with a thud. Inside the surprisingly spacious area was dank, dingy and reeked of coal pond scum. There were conveyor belts, rusted power supply cabinets, and other old machinery that had fallen into disrepair strewn about, abandoned when the seam ran out.

Being inside the old structure was dangerously exciting and sent eerie chills down Mike's spine. "Its certainly overwhelming to think that the door to this old place had last been closed decades ago," Randy remarked. "Its quite possible than no man has crossed that threshold since," he added.

"Well, no ghosts," Randy joked, "but from the distinct smell, I think we may have invaded a den of copperheads."

"This is a fascinating old place buddy, but its beginning to get dark." Mike said. "Besides, I'm not too fond of snakes, especially poisonous ones!"

"Okay man! Let's get out of here."

They backtracked to the car and begun to unpacked a few things. They'd decided to spend the night here, and bed down in the old hotel.

Much to their amazement, the room they chose needed only a slight cleaning. It only took them about a half an hour to clean up the place. "Its kind of rustic, but clean," Mike exclaimed.

While they were sitting on the bed Mike just blurted out, "I really want you to fuck me Randy." He could not believe it: Mike wanted Randy as much as Randy wanted Mike. Randy pulled Mike close to him, and began to French kiss him passionately. They kissed for a time while their fingers explored each other's body. Talking of Mike's shirt, Randy began to tongue his nipples and pecs. Moans of sheer pleasure escaped from Mike's throat as Randy worked his expert mouth down to his hard cock. Mike gently guided it down Randy's throat. It felt so damn good that Mike bucked his hips faster and faster, and with one deep thrust, he shot his load into Randy's hungry mouth. Mike's hands were all over Randy's head and neck as he filled his mouth with warm man-juice. He almost choked on that sweet cock; he wanted all of him.

As Randy rose, Mike met him with a deep kiss. Their bodies locked together on the bed, hands feeling all bout one another. Mike's back was strong, and his sweet, young ass was firm. He rolled onto his back and lifted his legs high. "Fuck me, please," he begged softly.

Randy's cock was throbbing hard and ready. "I don't want to hurt you man. Where is the lube?" he asked.

Mike pointed to the floor and said, "Want you so bad. Please fuck me."

In a flash, Randy was between Mike's legs. After smothering his cock and Mike's hole with KY jelly, he fingered his tight asshole teasingly. Mike yelled, "FUCK ME NOW!!" Locking Mike's legs over his shoulders, Randy braced himself at the glorious opening. Randy loved to fuck, it was his way of becoming an intricate part of his partner. He believed in making love to a man, not just having sex.

Mike moaned with excitement. The idea of having Randy's cock inside him was frighteningly wonderful. "Please, fuck me baby," he cried. Randy slowly slid his cock into Mike's warm hole, while his hands felt his taunt ass cheeks. Mike clenched his teeth and moaned as Randy's cock opened him wider.

Randy pulled his cock about halfway out, and rammed it in to the hilt as Mike bucked up and down on it. Mike's cock was hard against his chest and grew harder with each thrust. Over and over, Randy rammed his cock in and out Mike's tight ass with might. The look on Mike's face showed a mixture of pleasure and pain and Randy's huge ten inch cock reached places no other cock had ever been. Mike moaned, "FUCK ME HARD!!" He bucked and humped to meet Randy's thrusts into his hungry hole. Randy was in love, fucking Mike. Mike--so vulnerable, yet demanding.

A few more thrust and Randy would not be able to hold back any longer.

Mike looked at him knowingly. "Give it to me," he cried. Randy let loose with a red-hot load of cum into Mike's ass. It felt like weeks and weeks worth of cum pouring from his cock into Mike. Suddenly, Mike cock erupted onto his and Randy's chest. Randy collapsed on top of Mike thoroughly satisfied. He meet Mike with a deep kiss as his cock slid from his abused asshole.

They lay side by side. "Promise to stay close, just in case the local ghosts get restless," Mike teased. Randy was more than happy to oblique. The slept in each other's arms the rest of the night.

When dawn crept upon the rustic old coal camp, it was as if Mike and Randy had always been there--together as one.

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