Forest Fuck
Written by:
Lily Shae Diamond
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012 Lily Shae Diamond
The sun filtered through the clouds in patches, lending a texture to the grasses and trees rustling in the afternoon breeze. A hawk circled slowly high up in the sky, pulling the wind over its wings while a young man walked on a soft dirt path and enjoyed the solitude. It’s so peaceful to be away from all the stress and problems of the city, he thought as the cool breeze ran over the sweat on the back of his neck. All of the problems with work and school and money and dating are far away, in town. Up ahead, there was an entrance to a forest with tall, old trees that had withstood the test of time. He hadn't ever seen so many tall, thick trees with hanging vines and moss before. This is something to see, the thought as he strolled in.
Surrounding him was a dim, quiet space filled with an expanse of trees, mosses, and ferns thick enough to nearly blot out the sun. The bright sun and the noisy breeze was blocked and muffled by the overgrowth. Every stick snapped underfoot and every breath sounded crisp and immediate as if he were in a closet. Up ahead there was a large boulder covered in moss that looked perfect to rest on.
Just what I needed, he thought as he sauntered over to the mossy boulder. It had been a long hike and his back was drenched in sweat and his feet ached. The layer of moss on the boulder provided a soft cushion to relax upon. He dropped his pack with a sigh and removed both socks and shoes to begin massaging his feet.
“Ahhhh, now THAT feels good,” he said to an empty forest.
Above him, a stick snapped. There was a strong man up in the tree looking down at him. He had broad shoulders and thick arms. He was sporting a nondescript brown bag and a headband that wrapped around long hair.
“What are you doing up there?” The young man felt vulnerable and out of his element.
“Ha ha ha! I am someone that likes to climb trees. What are you doing down there? That’s where the lowest animals roam.”
“I’m not an animal, I have a name and it’s Ryan. Why are you spying on me, creep?”
“Spying on you? That’s hardly fair. I was sitting in this tree listening to the sounds of these woods when you came up and sat on that rock.”
“Well, why are you sitting up in that tree? What’s wrong with the ground?”
“It’s hard to know until you leave it. Come up here with me and find out.”
Ryan was wary of this mysterious tree climbing man, but sensed no ill intent. Besides, he hadn’t climbed a tree in a long time. “It looks fun…but is it safe?”
“Take a chance. Just grab onto a branch and pull up. By the way, my name is Logan and it is a pleasure to meet you, stranger.”
“Unggh.” He strained to pull himself up to the moss covered branches which were soft to the touch. What am I doing here? He wondered to himself. And why am I climbing a tree with a weird guy I just met?
“You’re almost there, keep it up!” Logan smiled as he admired the strength of Ryan. “Grab onto my hand, I’ll hold you.” He reached his hand out to Ryan.
Ryan grabbed onto Logan’s thick hand and was pulled up effortlessly. Ryan felt the heat left from grabbing Logan’s hand. It was warm, comforting, and mildly electric. There was something to this guy that was special. Now that Ryan was close to Logan, he could see him better. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt with tattered shorts that stopped a couple inches above the knee. Below his knee two well defined calves led to bare feet whose toes ran through the moss on the thick branches. He was entwined with the forest.
“How do you like it up here?” Logan said with a smile.
“It’s so tranquil up here. I like it a lot, do you climb this tree often?”
“You could say that. I live in these woods. I have always lived in these woods. This is my home”
Ryan didn’t believe him, but knew enough to be polite. “Do any other people live here?”
Logan smirked as he said, “Guy, there aren’t any people here.”
“What about you? Are you not a person? You look like a person.” This guy must have just escaped out of an insane asylum, he’s nuts.
“No, I’m not human” Logan removed his headband to reveal ears that run a couple inches longer than human ears and end in a point. “I’m what you humans would call an elf.”
Ryan didn’t know what to think. He thought this guy was crazy and he thought elves were just mythical creatures created to scare children away from the woods. He wasn’t scared of Logan, but he was curious. “That’s quite the realistic fake ear.” That does look real, he thought as he said, “Can I touch it?”
“It’s only fair if I can touch yours as well.” Logan ran his fingers through Ryan’s hair.
Logan’s touch sent signals down his whole body. Ryan felt himself blushing hot and pink in the face. He carefully reached out to feel Logan’s long thin ear. It was harder than his ear, and not as warm, but he could wrap his fingers around its length.
“Wow, that’s amazing. I bet you can hear everything in this place.” Ryan filled the silence to alleviate the intensity of the exchange.
Logan stared deeply into Ryan’s eyes and ran his fingertips softly along his neck. Logan lunged forward with a hard kiss that landed on Ryan’s defenseless lips and pulled his head tight toward him. Ryan did not struggle as Logan sucked on his lips and pulled his hair into a fist.
Ryan hadn’t ever been kissed by a man before, but that didn’t stop his cock from growing rapidly in his jeans. He began to kiss back and plunged his tongue deep into Logan’s mouth. His lungs pounded and his heart raced as he realized he was far off the forest floor. This is incredibly dangerous, he thought as became lost in Logan’s strong embrace.