Thread: Wolf Mountain {Darkest Nightmare & Vertigis}

Logan found the hike much more enjoyable than he had expected. Holly had a delightful way of teasing him just enough to get him going and Logan was, of course, unafraid to give it back. Their increasingly sexual banter made the miles fly. To Ethan and Tara, it probably looked like the obviously smitten couple was playing a game of 'grab ass' on the fire road ahead of them, with Holly dancing away from the swats of Logan's meaty palms before the larger man eventually caught her, pulling her close to whisper something in her ear that made her giggle, his hands inevitably finding some body part to not so discreetly grope. You are lucky I invited them as you'll need a break from my cock. Maybe I should have just kept you in my house all weekend instead, tied up to my bed so I could fuck you non-stop. Perhaps even with a gag in your mouth to stop your sassy tongue from wagging, Logan whispered in her ear after their latest exchange, in which Holly had hinted that he'd invited his brother only because Logan didn't have the sexual stamina to survive a weekend with just the two of them alone. The brawny man held Holly tight in his powerful arms, one hand squeezing her ass as he pulled her closer, pressing her breasts against his hard chest. As he whispered, the other hand teasingly slid under the bottom of her shirt, threatening to slide either up, or down. He gave her a playful nip on her earlobe and leaned back to grin at her, blue eyes twinkling like they had all hike. And if you aren't careful, I may have to drag you off into the woods right now by your hair, cave man style. ---- That's a great idea Logan, why don't you two just duck behind those trees, I'm sure you won't take long! joked Ethan as he and Tara passed the smiling couple. Logan's last words were just loud enough for them to hear, unfortunately. Enduring thirty minutes of Logan threatening to practically mount and fuck Holly on the trail in front of them had only put Ethan in a bad mood that he struggled to hide. Of course, he and Tara had both made fun of his brother, the duo's antics providing endless entertainment, but it made Ethan all too aware of what was missing in his relationship with his new girlfriend. He suddenly longed to be able to openly joke with Tara about wanting to fuck her. That kind of talk just wasn't his style, particularly for a girl that he hadn't crossed that bridge with yet. Besides, you couldn't act like that with a lady like Tara, a girl that had some class, and if you joked, you at least couldn't do it as crassly as Logan did. There was also the mood dampening hints she'd given him that she might be 'exhausted' from the hike and want to sleep tonight. That was the pressing problem he had to fix. Ethan gave her a sly grin and winked, hand reaching out to touch her sweaty, exposed mid-riff and give it a gentle caress. Come on baby, just a little further. Plus, if we beat them to the campsite maybe we can actually get some time alone first. I'm sure I can find ways to perk you up if you are tired. Maybe a nice swim in the lake... --- Logan hooted at Ethan's joke and untangled from Holly, grabbing the blonde's hand and falling in behind the other couple. Logan slowed his pace, letting Ethan and Tara lead the way. The nice thing about following was that he got to see Tara's sexy little heart shaped ass in those cut-off jean shorts. It swung nicely with every step, peeking out underneath her backpack. Ethan's hand was on Tara's hip, and Logan bit back a barb to let his little brother work his new girlfriend a little more. Go on little bro, claim your bitch! Things had seemed a little icy between them, at least from Logan's perspective. If he had a hot little piece of ass like Tara next to him, a girl almost as attractive as the one whose hand he held, he'd certainly not be making idle chat like Ethan seemed to be doing this whole hike. No, he'd be laying the groundwork to get laid. Logan took a deep breath, savoring the scent of the wilderness around him. The wild called to him in a primal way, and now that he was here, away from the fetters of civilization, he felt alive, full of life, and finally free. Like himself again. The fire road they followed was rocky and climbed steadily towards an alpine lake that the campsite abutted. The trees on the side of the road were slowly changing as they picked their way higher up the mountain, turning from mostly oaks and beeches, their leaves still light green, to dark green pine trees. The foliage was so dense that it seemed like they were walking in a green roofed tunnel, with peeks of the rose colored sky visible only directly above them. The sun was starting to set and dark, deep shadows were now being cast across the rocky trail, making the path ahead murky and mysterious. Because of those shadows, Logan almost didn't see the figure standing at the side of the fire road by what looked like a narrow side trail. Logan had keen eyes, particularly in the woods from his years of hunting, and he studied the figure critically for a few seconds as the rest of the group chatted obliviously. Finally, he growled a warning to Ethan. Company ahead. As they approached, the dark shape resolved into a Park Ranger wearing a khaki shirt and dark brown denim pants. The man was huge, almost bear-like in appearance, with a full black beard and a thick, brawny body, only softened by a slight paunch. Logan realized that the man was larger than even himself, which was rare. At his side was a German Shepherd, which watched them alertly. Adjusted for scale, the dog was as large for its breed as its owner was for humans, a powerful muscled beast held in check with a thick leather leash and a spiked choke collar. As if the ferocious dog wasn't enough, the Ranger also had a pistol strapped to his belt. Afternoon, folks, the Ranger said giving them a reassuring smile. Despite his intimidating size, he seemed friendly enough, with bright, thoughtful eyes. I take it you all are camping at the lake tonight? Logan and Ethan stepped forward to talk with the man. Trying to be friendly, Logan squatted and offered his hand to the dog to smell. The Shepherd's ears went flat and a rumbling growl came from its throat, lips curling to bare its fangs. Quick as a cat, it lunged at Logan's arm, teeth snapping as it snarled and barked madly. Logan spun back in shock, almost toppling due to his heavy backpack, but fortunately the Ranger was quick in grabbing the leash and pulling the suddenly vicious animal back. The large man pinned the shepherd down with a knee and yelled at him until the dog whimpered to silence, although its wary eyes never left the foursome. Sorry about that, Jupiter's been jumpy as some strange stuff has been going on, the Ranger said, looking troubled. He rose, but kept a leg between Jupiter and the campers and the dog's leash tightly wrapped in one of his meaty fists. He seemed to hesitate, thinking for a second, then added, I don't want to scare you folks, but there have been some deer carcasses in the woods that have been found half-eaten these past couple days. Could be a mountain lion, or a bear even. You shouldn't worry about it too much, but just stick together and don't go wandering off one at a time, alright? W-what? Dead deer? asked Ethan, looking suddenly concerned. His eyes flashed to Logan, darkening, and then flicked back to the Ranger. Could it be wolves? Ain't no wolves within two states of here, just coyotes howling at night, don't worry about wolves, the Ranger chuckled in reply, shaking his head at Ethan's concern. Like I said, just stay in pairs in case it's a lion or something. Those are in these hills, but don't much mess with people. My cabin is on the other side of the lake if you need me, and I'll swing by in the morning to check in. They said their farewells and started hiking, the group suddenly a little more subdued. Logan let a smile creep onto his face and broke the somber mood by kicking Ethan's backpack. Wolves?! Really? Are you still scared from all those times I kept you sleepless in our tent with stories about wolves? Logan said with a laugh. He turned to the girls and shrugged. I was a bit cruel to Ethan on our hunting trips, but I thought he was over it. You know I hate wolves. There better be no wolves, replied Ethan, shooting daggers back at Logan with his eyes. With visible effort, the younger man relaxed, running a hand through his curly dark hair and then letting a smirk creep onto his face. Do I need to reveal your fear of snakes to get even? I remember you crying like a little girl when I put that garter snake in your sleeping bag...