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undid his pants button, Mason's hand still on his stomach, then, when it came undone, he pushed the zipper down and spread the pants open.

Mason started to shake now. Even his hand lightly resting on Cory's stomach was shaking. Suddenly Cory pulled away and jumped out of the car. He slammed the door shut hard, and Mason could see him kicking the dirt as he did his pants up. Mason, without thinking got out of the car and walked around it to Cory. He looked at him and was stunned to see tears in Cory's eyes.

Without hesitation he walked up close to Cory, and as Cory turned towards him, his face in anguish, he reached over and put his arms around him and pulled Cory into his body. Cory resisted for a mere second then seemed to collapse into his body. He shook with dry heaves as he fought to take back control over himself and then he finally managed to gather himself together. He pulled slightly apart, his eyes searching Mason's eyes and then he seemed to relax more. His face was more serene and he reached down and kissed Mason on the lips. A light brushing and before Cory could realize it, or even before Mason could form the thought, Mason pushed his tongue out forcing Cory's own mouth open and in a frantic push he was inside, searching and touching Cory's own tongue, the roof of his mouth, the palette, and even his teeth. He was desperate, and when he realized what he was doing, it was too late.

Suddenly he felt out of control as Cory grabbed him and pulled him tight into himself, and his tongue pushed aside Mason's and struck out into Mason's mouth. If was like a dam bursting and the two of them stood there by the car kissing hard and deep for what seemed like hours. Mason's chest was heaving from lack of air and he was trying to stay with Cory. His whole body ached and yet it wasn't a bad ache. His crotch was very much alive, his cock stretching even the tough fibres of the jeans, as if it was trying to rip thru them to seek out the warmth of Cory's body. His balls ached and were tight up against his throbbing cock, and he knew that he would be lucky if he didn't shoot his load of cum before his next breath.

Cory stepped back, his arms still on Mason's shoulder. He looked into Mason's eyes. Mason was stunned, both of them were panting hard, catching their breaths. The suddenness of their assault on each other's mouths had them both in shock. They stood staring at each other, their eyes locked into a mortal battle of searching, searching the souls of the other.

Finally, Cory took Mason's hand in his, then walked to the trunk of the car, where he dug out a blanket and then passed the bottle of coke and booze to Mason. They walked over to the river where he spread the blanket out and then sat down.

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