Aimi Abroad - Hiking in Argentina (Patreon)

Argentina, Day 1 -

I began my adventure in  Río Negro . The plan was to hike the Andes, maybe climb the Tronador Glacier, before making my way to Buenos Aires. I stayed in a quaint little hostel where I met another traveler - a hunky surfer type from Brazil.

I couldn't resist staring at his sunbaked bronze skin or his thick, wavy brown hair. When he smiled at me with perfect teeth and piercing blue eyes, I swear I felt faint! It must have been destiny when my fellow-traveler and I ended up on the same bus to a hiking trail about 2 hours out from Bariloche where we were staying.

Surfer hunk and I got to chatting. I learned his name was Sergio, and he also worked for a travel magazine, as a photographer. We agreed to hike the trail together, getting to know each other as we went. Looking at Sergio's sculpted body, glistening with sweat beneath the blazing sun, the flirting and teasing came naturally. I found we had a lot in common. When we spoke, we spoke in English, sharing stories of the places we'd been and the people we'd been with.

Sergio took my camera and I playfully posed for him. We laughed and took a couple of pictures, and we started sharing even racier ideas for photos we could take together up in the mountains.

Naturally it turned out like this. It was Sergio who suggested we take photos of me getting on my knees and pleasuring him near the hiking trail, in jest at first, but I was the one who pushed him beneath the shade of a nearby tree and acted on our shared desires. I looked at him as I undead the button on his shorts, just to make sure he was ready with my camera in hand. I smiled when I looked up and saw he was already taking my picture.

My heart skipped a beat when I pulled Sergio's throbbing member from his shorts! How could he hide this beautiful, stunning creature from me for so long? I was eager to worship the length and the girth of his gorgeous penis. I brought my face to his cock and took in the arousing scent of Sergio's sweat. I put my hands in my lap and dutifully licked the length of his shaft from base to tip, Sergio snapping photos the whole time.

When Sergio took my head in his firm grip, he guided my mouth to his thick, throbbing member. He wasn't shy when he forced his cock past my lips, deeper into my mouth until it was hitting the back of my throat. It was as though our desires had aligned. He pushed my head down until my mouth was at the base of his cock, touching his hips, the head of his penis pushing deeper into my throat, exactly like I wanted him to when I first set my eyes on him! There was no struggle; there was no resistance. He wanted to take me, and I wanted him to as well!

Clearly an experienced and intuitive partner, Sergio, as though anticipating my desires, released my head from his grip, and I slowly got up from my knees. Leaning into his warm, muscular body beneath the shade of the tree, I gripped his member in one hand and got up on my toes, tilting my head up for a kiss. My heart swelled as our lips and our tongues met! At this point, I was nearing my limit and again Sergio anticipated my desires and undressed me slowly, intimately.

Sergio laid me down on the grass beneath the tree, but before he joined me in our sweet embrace, he set up his own camera on a nearby rock to take some photos of his own. The speed with which he accomplished this, given the urgency of our situation, suggested to me that he's done this before, multiple times, likely with multiple partners. But I didn't mind. An attentive, experienced lover is exactly what I wanted at that moment, and Sergio delivered. Wet and eager as could be, I spread my legs wide in anticipation for Sergio's gorgeous penis as I waited on the grass. When he joined me, Sergio plunged his member deep inside of me and held my body tight. I had to bite my lip to hide my climax, but I think my moans gave me away. We spent two hours together that day in the foothills. All together, I finished three times, and he finished twice. We didn't have any condoms, and we weren't very careful (or at all for that matter), but I'm pretty sure today was a safe day.

Before I took off for Buenos Aires the next day, Sergio caught up with me to give me one of the photos he took; a keepsake of our little mountain adventure.

~ AIMI YOSHIDA