Joe Takes A Late Nights Walk

Joe wandered the ravine paths, 20oz bottles in hand. He knew the post grads tended to hang down here. They’d work their jobs and frequently have camp fires and party down here, then often end up hitting George's pool or storming through Joe's garden on the way home.

Well tonight Joe was planning to live it up, taking his rejuvenated youthful body for a walk with full intention of aiding those poor aimless youthful souls in finding a direction in life. His enhanced sense of smell guided him along, the burning wood scent growing stronger despite the frenzied floral orgy of pollen in the air.

His eyes allowed him to see his way along the path with ease, the dark forested night in the ravine appearing like little more than a gloomy day. There it was, the dancing yellow of light. The garbled conversations and laughter chorusing through the trees.

Stalking up Joe frowned slightly. Only three souls were out past midnight. Joe would’ve retreated awaiting a weekend night but he could feel his cock aching to touch these souls.

Casually strutting up to the fire he heard the three people quiet as they heard his casual approach, their eyes were wide and alert, Joe could sense the adrenaline pumping through them as they sat spring loaded ready to bolt.

“Mind if I join your fire?” Joe asked casually offering out the bottles in each of his hands. “I’ll share my drink.” Joe offered.

Joe mentally sized up what he had here, underachievers. The lot of them.

As the idle chatter started up again, the offering of corrupted hard booze was welcomed as Joe smiled contentedly.

Darren was on his left, dirty blonde unkempt hair, jean jacket over a hoody likely bulking out his size. He made mention of working stock at the local grocer.

His buddy Stephan, black hair gelled straight just short of being a bob, he wore a leather jacket. He had a slightly heavier build than Darren, sharing the same oddly lanky kooky limbs and similar height.

Between them sat Lauren, dirty blonde hair tied back in a pony tail, deep set blue eyes that just seemed to gaze need everywhere they glanced, her hoody sat wide open showing her almost flat chest beneath her spaghetti string black tank top.

They talked about the generation divide, how people just didn’t get things. As the souls imbibed on the whiskey Joe smiled malevolently as the three drunken compatriots devolved into a contest of fellatio on the liquor bottles, amongst other things.

The conversations started growing lewd, perverse statements and stories growing in frequency. Soon they were sharing stories of sexual exploit.

Darren went on about a one night stand with someone from high school he found on an adult dating site. Apparently he had fucked her so hard she took off in the middle of the night with his only set of apartment keys. Stranding him at home until she finally returned with some pads to take care of the bleeding she was experiencing.

Lauren lamented on how frequently she became pliable to the sexual desires of guy she liked. Multiple blowjobs in rave club washrooms to show she could be cool, threesomes with girls she envied, even an EX she let golden shower her.

Stephan mostly spoke about running through the ravine naked after escaping getting caught in one girls bed. Then lamented the upcoming court date from the police catching him for public indecency. The worst part, he said was they tackled him in poison ivy and his cock still itched.

As the bottles emptied it became apparent who had really been drinking. Lauren was obviously buzzing but was still mostly coherent as Stephan began passing out and Darren wobbled pissing on the fire to try putting it out.

“Can you giv'a hand?” Darren slurred nodding at the diminishing flames as Stephan toppled backwards off the log.

“I don't know if I should.” Joe responded standing up.

“No need to be modest. Wouldn’t be the first cock I’ve seen.” Lauren plainly stated huddling her shoulders together as the cold of the deep night set in.

Joe broadly smiled at the statement as he unbuttoned his pants and dropped his fly allowing his 14” semi flaccid penis to drop from his body like a draw bridge as he began to piss on the flames quickly expelling them down to embers.

Lauren dropped her jaw with surprise. She had been growing oddly hornier as the night went on, but she had to wonder if burning her knees on the embers was worth it to get that cock to spray something on her. Anything...

“Dude, that’s no cock. That like a terrorbird.” Darren drunkenly remarked as he teetered while shaking his six inch member off. “I mean, there’s trouser snakes, and then there’s your anaconda.” Darren couldn’t understand his fascination with this new guys cock. Normally he barely even glanced at the other guys cocks when it came to putting out the fire, but now he wanted to feel the heft, and girth of it. He shook his head wondering why he had the occasional homoerotic thought suddenly.

“I gotta go. Up for work in three hours.” Darren slurred as he wandered off into the darkness, his hands adjusting his erect cock as he turned away from his companions and began to stagger home in the dark ravine.

Lauren got up and gave Stephan a light kick. “Darren's gone. Get up or I’m gonna leave you here.” Lauren threatened shaking her head. “Stacey won’t be impressed.” She added getting incoherent slurs and a weakly flailed arm in response.

“You might as well leave him here. Waste of time trying to deal with.” Lauren said to Joe as she stepped past him along the path.

Joe followed behind her noting she was heading the opposite way along the creek valley than her friend Darren. Glancing at Stephan he paused for a moment wondering if any of these three would be missed in the morning.

“I WOULDN’T WORRY ABOUT HIM.” Lauren shouted back, watching to see Joe head off on the path from their fire pit.

Joe marched up the uneven ground behind Lauren and along the path deeper into the ravine. “Where do you live?” Lauren asked glancing back at Joe looking to displace thoughts about his cock that were creeping in her head.

“Oh, my folks just moved over on Vandusen. I figured I should be able to go all the way up through here.” Joe commented gesturing up the creek valley.

“Ooh….” Lauren uttered looking back. “I suggest you head out of the ravine at meadowvale and go around the block. To get to Vandusen you need to cut through Ms. McMullen's garden. She has no qualms about trying to stop people. One time she got Kenny with a shovel. Then threatened the cops when they gave her trouble for assaulting a trespasser.”

“Well usually I hop over the fence just before McMullen's and cut through Andrea’s grandparent's yard. If you’re cool enough to come along maybe I’ll show you what Stacey and I like to do to Stephan some nights.” Lauren replied inviting Joe along with a sexy smile. She half wondered what she was thinking, it was nowhere near warm enough to propose a skinny dip, but the excitement of doing so with almost a complete stranger aroused her a bit. Never mind the idea of seeing that cock again, and maybe holding it.

“Lead the way.” Joe responded with a bow and a knowing smile. So this was one of the kids that kept turning up in George's pool. He smiled at the thought of being caught fucking her there. Poor George wouldn’t know what to do.

Joe and Lauren continued their idle banter. Lauren had graduated school the summer before, but without the money to do college she had resorted to working retail part time and bumming around with her friends. Getting drunk, high, wasting away their youths in momentary blisses with no direction to a stable future.

A couple times Joe caught her as she tripped, the distance between them growing smaller as they walked closer and closer together on the narrow ravine path. As they approached the tall wood fence Lauren took Joe's hand rushing up to it eagerly only to drop it and slow as she saw light and heard incoherent voices alongside splashing.

Peeking through the fence Lauren felt perplexed. The lights in the house were on, the pool was lit, the door was wide open, but she didn’t recognize any of the dark silhouettes. Not that she could ever imagine Andrea taking part in the silhouette lesbian threesome in the pool.

Joe smirked as he gazed upon the silhouetted forms. Magda had gone for that swim after all. He thought to himself as he watched her red voluptuous form sandwich a pale body between her and… he could smell her, Melissa. The pool lighting and the angle from which he was spying helped conceal the unglamoured succubi as they enjoyed Cheryl and her growing control over her Nymph’s pool of the Idol's essence.

Joe could smell Lauren's arousal as she watched the three pornstar silhouettes make out passionately in the water. She felt a compulsion to go join them. Thoughts and images in her head of entering the yard and stripping herself bare before presenting herself as she dove into the pool.

Lauren jumped and quickly covered her mouth after releasing a scream turning to glare at Joe. She didn’t know if she was angry, or turned on having been shocked by the sudden and unexpected hand that had taken hold of her ass.

“It seems this yard is taken. Do we want to find another?” Joe whispered seductively meeting Lauren's needy eyes with a look of promise.