Even though you think you are alone with your boyfriend, this wooded area is well known to gays for playing games and getting it on. The woods are part of a huge state park, but lots of guys like it thinking it is secluded because of its size.
I always hunt from the furthest borders of the park and well away from the parking area. I never drive, always hike in from another access point that is mostly on farm land. It's a hot day, well into the afternoon, so I'm only wearing my shorts and tennis shoes. My gym bag holds an assortment of tools including my Kbar knife and 22 pistol - all the things I need for a successful hunt. A lot of my technique has to do with very slow movement through the forest, and a lot of time listening to the sounds. Birds and animals are generally quite as I move but humans in the throes of screwing are not so quite, thinking they are alone their sounds carry a long distance. As is the case for both of you. I hear you long before I can see you, but to me it is like a lighthouse sending out audio beacons for me to follow.
Your boyfriend seems on the slender side as he holds onto the tree in front of him, legs spread and you working your self into him. I position myself quite a distance away, and open the gym bag, pulling out the 22 pistol. It is already fitted with an excellent silencer and a very accurate laser sight. I lay prone on the ground, stretch my arm out toward your boyfriend and since neither of you are wearing any clothes, it is easy for me to target my shot. I aim well above your boyfriend's head and trigger the laser sight on the upper trunk of the tree. I am dead on the mark. I slowly transverse my arm down the tree trunk stopping on the backside of the tree just about level with your boyfriends chest. Fortunately for me his entire left chest is fully exposed. I move the pistol slightly to the right, trigger the laser and a red dot flares on his sweating left pec, just above his nipple. This takes but an instant and the bullet is flying. There is almost no sound but as the bullet smashes into his pec, he gives a bit of a jump. You don't seem to notice that and just begin pumping him a bit harder, but he starts to slip down the tree and you are wondering what is wrong.
Meantime, I have moved on bare feet now, and arrived at a point behind you. As you bend over your friend I am rapidly coming up behind with my knive and 4 large rubber hold downs for automotive batteries. Perhaps you mistake me for someone rushing to help you, but the point of my knife is sticking pretty deeply into your neck, and now you are in total shock. You are much better built than your BF was, so I need to control this quickly, telling you not to turn around and to walk around the tree to the other side and put your hands over your head grabbing the tree like your BF was doing. You seem dazed by all that has just happened and follow my instructions.
Using the "S" hooks on the rubber hold downs, I quickly loop them around the tree trunk and your wrists. Doing this with one hand takes a lot of practice and I have done this quite a few times. You are asking a lot of questions which I ignore as I focus on keeping you in control and tying you to the tree. Once tied I step back to look at you and admire your young well built body. You are quite a find and I am already hard. I also notice your dick has not gone soft either, so perhaps you are enjoying being tied up?
I run my hand down your back, gathering some sweat from there and use that as lube for my now rock hard dick, and in it goes, while you do a little dance with your ass and cry out. Too bad, I don't care. You are tight, so obviously you were the top in your relationship.. that makes it all the better. As I begin to pump you, you are starting to moan a bit, like maybe you never knew what you were missing? As I pump you my arms reach around you and explore your nipples and flat abs, the knife in my right hand sticks your nipples a couple of times for fun, as you cry out and watch your red blood dribble down your sweat coated chest. As I pump I drag the knife down your ripped abs, scratching all your grooves in your six panels, making you wonder if I will stab them too. Then as I begin to peak, I slow a bit, and drag the knife around the skin of your deep belly button, . . . and then jab it into the flesh at the bottom. As I thrust into you I dig the knife in at the same time. 10 pumps into your ass and the knife is burrowing into your intestines and as I shoot my hot white into your ass, the knife plunges fully into you.
I wiggle the knife free, and your blood pours out on the ground. I use it as lube to jerk you off and you cum in huge spurts, and then sag against the tree.
The papers reported it as a lover's quarrel but who really knows?
