This story deals with graphic man/man sex. If you are offended by such things please do not read. If you are under 18 or 21 depending on your community standards, please do no read. If you community standards prohibit such materials, again, please do not read.
Otherwise, on to the story.
And remember to PLAY SAFE out there.
Part 8
Greg and I entered the cabin and got more than an eyeful… we got a hard-onful. Not only was the site visually stunning, but also the aroma indicated we had arrived in cum city. Moans of masculine, guttural pleasure floated in the air around us. The heat from the 4 naked muscular bodies before us raised the temperature in the cabin to an almost stifling level. And Greg and I knew we had to join in.
Before us on the floor Kirk, Mike, and Brian, were servicing and being serviced by the relatively youthful Josh. Fuck, Josh was getting the best of me again. But it seemed apparent that these hunky 20-somethings wanted to savor Josh's youth. Kirk lay on the floor on his back with Josh on his back while lying on Kirk. Kirk's rigid tool was partially buried in Josh's hot ass. Brian was between Kirk and Josh's legs sucking on Josh's cock. Mike stood over the heads of Kirk and Josh allowing his long tool to drop into Josh's mouth. As we stood in the doorway taking in the view before us Mike fell slightly forward, his hands landing on Josh's hard six-pack for support - his hips thrusting, sending his cock deeper into Josh's throat.
As Josh sucked on Mike's tool I was aware of Josh's familiar moans of passion. Brian was working Josh's cock like a nickel whore. Kirk underneath would thrust gently then fiercely into Josh's ass; at times he would thrust just right and Josh's whole body would quiver. Josh's moaning on Mike's tool added electricity to the sucking Mike was receiving and I could tell he would want to thrust deeper into Josh's throat. I could not imagine how my porn star stamina-ed buddy could last long through this.
I looked over at Greg as I caught him, out of the corner of my eye, removing his swim trunks. His hard cock stood proudly, ready for action. As he moved toward the group I removed my Speedos, ready to partake as well.
Greg moved in behind Brian and began to lick at his ass. Having experienced the joys of getting my ass licked and probed earlier by Greg, I knew Brian would soon be moaning, enjoying the pleasures he deserved as he serviced Josh. Greg buried his nose deep in Brian's ass; as he licked and probed, Brian signaled his satisfaction with lusty moans that were muffled somewhat by Josh's thick cock deep within his throat. As Greg licked, Brian seemed to take Josh deeper.
The view before me was riveting but strange at the same time. Each of us could have any woman we wanted, and in fact both Greg and Kirk were married, yet we chose the lusty masculine adventure of man/man sex. But as I stood there dripping cum, impossibly thinking about the raw sex taking place before me, I knew I had to get involved. I approached the mound of heaving, moaning flesh, trying to decide whose ass I wanted to plug or whose mouth I wanted to stick my cock into. My choices were few: Josh had every orifice filled; Kirk's body was ensconced under Josh's; Brian's ass was taken by Greg while Brian sucked Josh's cock. That left Mike and Greg – both of their asses available and Mike's mouth as well.
My inclination was to go to Mike and try to invade his pucker. I had savored sex with Greg earlier and Mike would be "fresh meat," so to speak, for me. But I was drawn to Greg. The rapport we established earlier and the physical attractiveness I felt toward him made me want to play with him more. His smooth, tanned, sweaty body made my cock ache. But ultimately I reasoned, if one can reason in such a situation, to try Mike, to continue to expand my "horizons." This was a weekend for just sex; I wanted to savor the masculinity of each of my new friends.
I approached Mike who had since lowered his body onto Josh's, making a sandwich of sorts among the three bodies piled there. I reached out and moved my hand up and down his back. As my hand moved toward his ass, slight thrusting motions were apparent. My hand moved upwards toward his shoulders and neck where I massaged deeply, relieving the tension there. Mike looked over and saw my cock dripping. He raised himself up, again supporting himself on Josh's rock hard abs. I moved as close as I could allowing Mike to engulf my hot, hard cock into his velvety hot mouth.
"Oh yeah, Mike, suck my cock… suck it good," I moaned.
But, Mike could only get a small portion of my manhood into his hot mouth because of the awkward position with me to the side. I had to have more of my cock down his throat. I stepped over the sandwiched pile of bodies, my cock now squarely before Mike. He opened wide to accept me. I thrust in deep, hitting the back of his throat. He gagged slightly but adapted quickly. My cock, buried in the warm confines of his hot mouth, began the in out motion all men desire. I could feel Mike trying to wrap his tongue around my thickness. As I thrust, his tongue provided more stimulation to my already over stimulated cock. My hands held his head close: I could feel my pubes brush against his chin.
The weight of two bodies on top of him became too much for Kirk and he wrested free from the bottom of the pile. As the mountain collapsed my cock was torn form Mike's mouth. Mike's cock came out of Josh's mouth. The five bodies previously unified as one were now separate individuals.
I stood above the group, taking in the sweaty muscular hunks as they climbed onto their knees or rose to their feet. Mike stood up, came to me and we engaged in a kiss similar to the lusty exchange I had had earlier with Greg.
Our tongues jockeyed for position. Our cocks dueled with each other. Our hard sweaty chests pressed firmly together. I reached around and grabbed Mike's rock hard ass pulling him tighter to my body. Our cocks began a rhythmic humping of each other's lower abdomen. Our sweat provided the lubrication to minimize the friction and intensify the sensation.
Mike and I fell to the floor. On our sides facing each other we continued to kiss. Our hands stroked every reachable part of the other's body. Mike moved and sucked on my pointed nipples, occasionally nipping them with his teeth. He bathed my pecs with his tongue. He moved to my abs and cleaned each crevice. He went to my cock and licked at the underside down to my balls then took them both into his mouth. Mike's tongue swished over my balls while his hand stroked the dripping length of my tool. At the same time he was slowly moving around until his cock was before my face. I engulfed his thick slimy rod; gawd did it taste good. A combination of his pre-cum and the residue of Josh's spit, when he was on Mike's love muscle, were intoxicating to me.
Mike and I were enjoying each other's bodies like lovers do. Relishing sex, the gritty underside of daily life that makes life so enjoyable. The hard masculine sweatiness of two male bodies, intertwined, bonding, coupling, joining themselves to become one lust filled organism.
Mike and I savored each other's tools. I raised his cock to suck on his balls and was filled with the aroma of his musky scent. I stroked his length while I sucked. My leg was lifted from behind. I was too busy enjoying what I was doing, and what was being done to me, to stop and see who was there. I could feel a tongue on my ass cheeks, lapping at the salt filled sweat poring from my skin. The licks were hard and long. They centered on my crack for a while. Then my cheeks were spread apart and a tongue was dancing around my hole. Exquisite. Intense. I knew the joy and it had returned. The anonymous tongue danced on my ass hole sending shivers throughout my body, eliciting moans and groans that transferred onto Mike's cock, exciting him more. That unknown tongue pushed hard and broke through into my nether world. I could take no more and I shot my cream down Mike's throat. I could feel him struggling under the quantity of sperm I was shooting. He swallowed, trying not to gag. As he swallowed it felt as if my cock were being drawn deeper into his throat. As I regained my composure I took Mike's balls out of my mouth and inserted his cock again. I sucked harder than a hoover and soon had him shooting his salty sweet cream down my throat.
The unknown tongue was still trying to work its magic. I could take no more and turned to lie on my back. The invading tongue belonged to Josh. My best buddy ate my ass, enjoyed my ass. I smiled, laughed almost, and Josh returned the gesture. While we basked in the glow of each other I could hear the other men cheer for us, encouraging us to fuck each other, to eat other, to rim each other. Josh came in for a kiss; we had not shared one for quite a while. We kissed harder, saliva flowing.
After a few minutes Josh moved on top of me. He hovered above my body in a push up style. I don't know if it was the look in his eyes, the expression on his face, a combination of the two or the way he hovered over my body, but I was reminded of the first time Josh and I had sex together in Florida.
This realization had my spent johnson gaining new life. It seemed as if we were re-living our Florida experience, only this time we had an enthusiastic audience.
We kissed again. Josh began humping into my hard lower abs, his rod sliding along mine with each thrust. He moved lower and sucked and bit on my nipples. He raised my arm and came in to lick at my pit. The feeling was ecstasy for me. I was learning why Josh liked it so well that first night I did it to him. I reached over with my other hand and held his face tight within my pit. Josh was ravenous and could not seem to get enough.
Several minutes later Josh moved out of my pit. What a disappointment. He had other plans though. Josh lapped at my six-pack for several minutes; he cleaned my shallow navel with his hot tongue. His saliva sizzled on my skin. He moved lower and engulfed my cock.
"Oh fuck, yeah," I moaned.
I became aware again of the other men cheering us on. The four of them had gathered around our bodies, stroking their cocks while they watched.
"Suck his cock, Josh. Take him deep. Make him cum hard buddy."
Josh sucked my cock and reached under to play with my ass. His fingers slid in easily; my sweat and his saliva had provided the necessary lube, and I was somewhat stretched from my earlier romp with Greg. Josh sucked and humped my ass with his fingers at the same time. I was going crazy, writhing, but unable to move far due to the close proximity of 4 male bodies stroking their cocks.
Suddenly Josh pulled his fingers out of my ass; his mouth came off my cock. He raised my ass in the air and in one swift, glorious movement buried his cock in my ass.
"Oh shit, yeah," we both muttered at the same time.
"Fucking great, plow that ass," and other sex filled talk came from the other mouths.
Josh began a slow, rhythmic thrusting into my ass. He looked deep into my eyes as we copulated. I was overcome with emotion.
"I love you buddy," I whimpered.
"I love you too," came his guttural reply.
He began to thrust harder. He hit my prostate often sending shivers throughout my body. I moaned loudly each time he hit my love button. Those moans generated a greater response and Josh would piston harder into my ass.
My hands reached up and massaged his sweaty pecs. I pinched at his nipples. He thrust harder.
"Cum for me Josh, cum in my ass," I said.
Josh grunted and thrusted, incredibly, harder. His breath was becoming ragged. I knew he was getting close, very close.
"Shoot it deep in my ass, buddy."
A few more thrusts and Josh screamed out. I could feel his cock contracting, sending his hot sperm deep within my bowels. He must have sent 8 or 9 squirts of his love juice into my ass. After his cock was spent of its juice he fell onto my body.
I became aware of the groans of the others around us. They were stoking their cocks over us, helping each other to eject their sperm. Finally they all began to unload, shooting their jizz onto our bodies. That sent me over the edge and my cock erupted; my love juice pooled between Josh's and my body.
As we came to our senses we all became aware of the stifling hot air in the cabin. We grabbed towels and ran to the water were we cooled and cleaned our hot bodies.
The remainder of the weekend was just as sex filled as the first day. Somehow, we never got around to fishing. Later that evening another group encounter ensued. But, as I had cum three times that day already, that night, though I could get a hard-on, I could not release my jizz. I was spent. So much for the benefits of youthfulness. I managed to have great man/man sex with each of the guys that weekend. After Josh, my best encounters were with Greg, whom I sincerely had grown to love.
I hope you have enjoyed this series. I am not sure I am going to go any farther with it.
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