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9:55AM Wednesday
I love my job.  Everybody
knows that. What's probably not so obvious is the aspect that I love the most.
No, it's not seeing the straight guy dick. Yeah, that's nice and you'll have
a hard time getting me to give that up anytime soon <g>, but what
I really love about my job when I'm feeling more squishy than horny
is seeing how the guys change.
I watch the guys go from being hung up on heterosexuality to being real,
true friends. For almost all of them, I'm the first gay guy they've really
known... and they all come to see me as just a cool, regular guy. This morning
Sonny gave me a sincere thanks as we stood in line to check-in for
the flight, and I could tell he really wanted me to know it was heartfelt.
Moments like that are what make me all warm and fuzzy inside.
Of course, speaking of checking in for the flight, you might be wondering
what's going on. <g>
Sonny, Duke, Caleb, Brett, Dean,  my
boyfriend, and I are all on a plane to Hawaii right now as I write
this. Yes, Hawaii! <G>
About seven months ago, I got an e-mail from an SCM fan asking if I'd be
interested in shooting at his location... 250 acres in Hawaii. Obviously,
the idea sounded nice.
I checked it out and more planning that you can possibly imagine later, we're
on our way.
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We checked in for the flight.   
And now we're on the plane.
Due to the spacing of our seats, I can't really video much on here, but I
think it'll be one incredible trip! 
Of course, that was the last time I had to write anything during
the trip. After we landed at the airport in Honolulu, it was a barrage
of getting leis, packing luggage into the Jeeps, and figuring out directions.
   
By the time we arrived at the hunter shack, the guys in the "party
Jeep," as we came to call it, were shirtless, and after a bit of checking
out the place ("This is incredible... 
you can't even see another person."), I took Duke  off
by himself into the nearby fields to "have fun out in the wilderness."
<g>
Him standing in the grass, pants down, with the ocean blue and green
trees in the background, and the white fluffy clouds in the sky was quite
the sight.
Videoing from about fifty feet away,  it
felt as though I'd happened to catch him in the middle of his own solo
masturbation. It seemed like I was there, watching, but he was alone.
Yet as any curious observer would do when finding a guy jerking off in the
field by himself, I moved closer. 
His perfectly shaped testicles were in clear view from less than a
foot away, and peering over his shoulder, I saw and heard him lick his
hand to provide lubrication as he grabbed his dick below.
His hairiness below the waist was still present, and the roots of
his butt hair bleaching were just starting to show.
Soon, he was naked except for his shoes  and
I had him run to a nearby tree.
His erect dick bounced in the wind, and he ran through the high grass
with it bouncing against his legs and stomach. 
Viewing that was nice, but the voyeur feel of before had a stronger
appeal. I moved back a few feet, sat down in the grass which then covered
my head, and watched with the camera almost surreptitiously.
The camera panned up Duke's 19 year old frame and sweat came down
his brow as he  jerked
in the sun.
Sensing that he was ready to release, I moved closer and saw the white
sticky stuff cling to the grass below...
Meanwhile, Sonny was taking a shower in the high end outhouse
(water was pumped up from the creek below and heated with a propane tank),
and Caleb and Dean were tossing around a football in various states
of undress.
Duke got in on the football action for a bit after getting redressed, then
Sonny had his opportunity to expose himself.
In case you don't know it, Sonny's the most exhibitionistic of the
guys.  He
knew just where he wanted to go to show his nude body to Hawaii: the
lookout point. <g>
As we neared the wooden platform, I said something about it being the perfect
spot for  him,
and sure enough, as his shorts came off, he was hard.
High above the valley below, he could literally look for miles and
think about the folks who could be watching. The wind was fierce out
there, but the sun was bright and again, the trees and nature and nudity combined
for an amazing sight.
As Sonny stroked his hard flawless cock, I moved the camera around,
over and under him.  The
wind blew briskly, and from the sight of how his dick stood at perfect attention,
I can only surmise it must've tickled in all the right places.
Sonny hopped up on the railing of the wooden lookout point when his
body could take no more. White silky liquid spurted from his dick onto
the ground fifteen or so feet below. He moaned and "uhh'd" and
"ahh'd" as it was coming out, then after the moment had passed and
the orgasm subsided, he remarked, "I just nutted on Hawaii." Straight
guys: don't expect them to bask in the afterglow. <g>
While Sonny and I were down on the point, Duke got injured going after a
football and Dean was talking on his cell phone with his butt hanging out.
Then, a bit later in the day, the guys found the DVD porn collection and
got the generator going. It was dark in the cabin. Indeed, I had no plan
for the guys to be wanking it in the unlit cabin, but not one to pass
up an opportunity,  I
quickly grabbed the camera.
Incredibly, Sonny and Duke were ready to go again, and Caleb joined in
the mix this time.  Seeing
his hard-on poking up through his board shorts, I had to get a better look.
I peered up the leg, then pushed back the fabric to see his engorged dick
uncovered. I unbuttoned Brett's shorts and let out his hard-on as well.
All the guys stroking around the TV, Caleb was soon naked and was
the first to let go of his man juice. The lighting was too dark to
see it clearly, but the paper towel below left a wet trail of evidence
and Caleb's heavy breathing conveyed just how ready he was.
"Oh fuck." "Holy shit." "This one's good dude."
were the comments about the video they were watching, and Duke bust a nut
again as well.
Sonny had shot quite a load just a bit earlier, so he had a bit more
stroking time than the rest, but when he did let go, it went all over the
paper towel and the table that was in front of him. 
And that is how I thought Day One ended... <p>
But I found another tape. Taken with the night camera, it was labelled
"Hawaii 10," and Day One finished with "Hawaii 2." (Yes,
I repeat, Day One ended with tape 2. If you like the way Day One's looking,
just brace yourself and start your wanking now. <g>)
 Anyway,
the rest of Day One is similar to the first night of the Log Cabin Weekend,
two years ago. Brett, that boy still has a dick I'd take home any
day.
Next to the campfire, he piled on more wood then I unbuttoned his shorts
once again.
I held his massive balls while he shook his cock back and forth, and
when he laid down next to the campfire, I grabbed his dick and stroked
for a bit, just as I'd done two years earlier.
 In
the infrared light, there was an odd veiny quality to his skin, but his ever
hard, large cock and huge balls were quite the sight to see.
Brett got into it, too, and under the cover of night, he seemed
freer to let himself go. He rubbed one hand all over his body while th...
well, that's enough.
Watch the video. You'll be glad to you did. <G>
Damn. I love my naked, in nature, in HAWAII job! <G>
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