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-Austin-
I don't even know how this happened. A few days ago, I was a normal university student: a part-time job, good friends, a girlfriend, decent grades, even managed to land a single dorm room on campus since I made it on the cross-country team. It was going great. I had just wrapped up the last term when my friend John invited my girlfriend and I to go camping for the weekend with some of the group. It was a good, wilderness heavy campground a few hours out of the city, but it also had a central pavilion for the people that didn't like to rough it, so there were showers and bathrooms. A nice balance for the hardcore campers and the people that'd rather be in a hotel. The girls were going to join for a few days and then head out to another friend's place for a few days.
The campground backed into the mountains, so there were lots of hiking trails and running paths, and a slow river that cut through the entire park you can float down. We lucked out and got three campsites that were just off a small beach on the river, and were all side by side, so the entire group just spread out, but were all within shouting distance. We helped John and his girlfriend set up the tent, since they had a big six-person tent, we decided just to share, and then headed out on a hike.
It was a quick couple of hours up a trail that started close to our sites, but it was still pretty hot. We worked up a sweat and an appetite before we all came back. We had a few beers and roasted hotdogs over the fire, pretty standard camping. The entire group of nine, four couples and Ricky, stayed at our site for the fire, since John brought the food. After a few more beers than were good for us, someone brought out the weed and we got pretty high. Besides our fires, there was almost no light as the stars had been covered up by some clouds.
We were just chatting about nothing, making some introductions for the girls who hadn't met. John and Ricky were actually childhood friends, those John had moved when they were only 10, they had reconnected in university. Their families used to come to this campground, and Ricky got a good deal since the owner was another family friend. Ricky was the only one that hadn't brought his girlfriend, just content to chill out with everyone. He was the first to whip out the weed, though. John and I have been friends since high school. Inderjeet was John's friend from his courses and the bodybuilding community. Ethan had been in cross-country with me since high school, but it was a community thing, so he and John didn't know each other too well, as Ethan had went to a private school and John didn't run.
Our beer and weed filled minds started into some normal shit talking and shouting, which led our girlfriends to abandon us for bed or the fire at the other sites. We were starting to get a little tired, but didn't want to go to sleep, and somehow that led to the five of us deciding to jump into the river to wake us up. Once we were at the riverbank, no one wanted to jump in first; you could feel the chill from the water. Finally, someone dared John to dive in naked, and he refused, which caused more trash talking, which led us all agreeing to skinny dip.
If it wasn't for all the beer and weed, I wouldn't have even considered jumping in, but it's amazing how little self preservation or forethought you have when drunk and high.
"ON THREE!" shouted Ethan after we'd stripped down. "One, two, THREE!"
We cannonballed into the water. It wasn't that deep, but that water was like ice. I thought my dick and balls were going to retract all the way in and my breath was shocked out of my lungs, Luckily, at 6'2" I could stand in the river, the water just up to my bellybutton. My other friends: John, Ethan, Ricky, and Inderjeet, were all around my height, so we were all standing, breathing heavily with the shock of the water. We could barely make each other out in the darkness, but slowly our eye acclimated and our luck held as there was a break in the clouds.
Too dark to make our distinct features, you could still tell who was who in the dim light of the stars was. John and Inderjeet were both in school for physical therapy and were at the gym almost daily as amateur bodybuilders. You could clearly see their bodies: large pecs, tapering down to the waist, the definition in their shoulders and upper arms, and even a bit of their abs when they turned back to the bank, and the light caused some shadows. The main difference was Inderjeet's hairy chest, clearly visible in the dim light, versus John's pale, smooth chest almost reflecting the light out. Inderjeet was just a little bit bigger, but John's smooth body threw his 6 pack into sharp relief in the moonlight.
Ethan was on the cross-country running team with me, we he had the same build: muscular but slim. A lot of cardio and no specific focus on getting bigger, kept us visibly toned, though our best features were under the water. Hugely powerful thighs and calves, our legs looked like they were sculpted. Though our builds were almost identical, his cleanly shaved head versus my wavy locks made us easy to tell apart in the pale light.
And then there was Ricky, just an average joe. Not muscular, not fat, just an average build of someone that was active but not a gym goer. But he had wild hair he'd had in dreadlocks for years, and they were very obvious, even at night. He wasn't quite a hippy, but his pecs were dusted with some hair, and he always had the slight smell of weed lingering about him. He was actually helping John with his physical therapy studies by growing and supplying various strains of cannabis for injury relief. He was also John's dealer and always made sure we had a good supply for parties, he was pretty chill.
After we all caught our breathes and took a moment for the cold water to set in, we all collectively just made a dash for the banks, scrambling up the gravelling beach, grabbing our clothes and rushing to the fire. We jumped in out chairs and pulled on our sweaters and threw blankets and towels over our legs, letting the fire warm and dry us. We cracked open another beer and I lit and started passing another joint to warm up.
After another half hour or so of smoking and drinking, we admitted defeat around 1:00 AM and decided to head to bed, where our girlfriends were already fast asleep, still huddled up in our sweaters and towels and blankets. We doused the fire, and I followed John back into the tent. He went over to his shared mattress with his girlfriend, flashing me with his white ass as he slipped under the covers. I also slid into bed with my girl, she immediately grinded back into me for warmth. Feeling her rub against me instantly gave me a semihard hard, my cock head slowly pushing out from my foreskin, but in such a small space with no privacy, I couldn't do anything about that. I just wrapped my arm around her and fell asleep.
I woke suddenly after a few hours. The pale light of dawn was brightening the tent, and my years doing early morning runs and training conditioned me into an early riser. Normally, on days off and vacations I could just go back to sleep, but I was still partially buzzed, a little high, and that semi I feel asleep with was full fledged morning wood. Every breathe I, or my girlfriend, took slight shifted the air mattress and I felt her soft skin brush my cockhead. There was no way that I was getting back to sleep as is.
Since there was still no privacy, and I was still too inebriated to really think of anything else, I decided just to go for a quick morning run. Redirect the blood flow and energy, then maybe get in a few more hours before anyone else got up or at least stop in the showers and take care of this. Since I didn't want to make any more noise than I had to, I just slid on the t-shirt and shorts from the night before and quietly slipped out of the tent. Couldn't find my underwear, but luckily, I wasn't much of a precummer, so even with the shorts rubbing against my morning wood, I wasn't going to make any stains or anything.
There was grey morning light filtering through the trees as I took off on a steady pace down the path near my campsite. There was a small incline, and I wasn't in a rush, so I took it fairly slow, barely more than a jog. The cool morning air was clearing my head a little, but the constant rubbing of my cock against my shorts was preventing my wood from going anywhere. I ran for about thirty minutes before deciding I should just head over to the showers for some privacy and get rid of this wood the old-fashioned way. My mind was clearer, but I still felt the lingering effects of the alcohol and weed.
There was a fork in the path ahead, with one arrow pointing to the showers and bathrooms, and the other to a longer trail. Just as I was about to follow the signs to the bathroom, I heard an odd noise from the other fork. I decided to take a quick look in case another early morning runner had fallen or something.
I took the other fork, and didn't see anyone, but there was that noise again just off the path. I hesitated for a minute, but quietly took a step in. If it was a person that needed help, I couldn't just ignore it, but if it was an animal, I wanted to make sure I could book it down the path. I quietly pushed through some branches and found a hidden grove. You couldn't see it from the path, but it was a decent size clearing. At the far side was the cause of the weird noises.
An Asian man, stripped to the waist, and his shorts pulled open with his balls out and resting on the chin of another dark-haired guy on his knees, the Asian guy's cock completely down his throat. The sounds were the dark-haired man on his knees choking on the Asian's man rod. His hands were on rubbing the thighs and calves as his choking became louder. He didn't look to be in distress. Suddenly the Asian guy grabbed a fistful of dark hair and pulled the guy off his rod. The man on his knee gasped for air, but also seemed to strain against the fist holding his hair to get his lips back around the glistening cock in front of him, letting out little whimpering moans. He looked tall even on his knees but kept hunched to reach the Asian man's dick.
I had been in enough change rooms and seen enough porn to have seen my fair share of dicks. And I was secure enough to admit that this guy was bigger and thicker than my own. I'd always heard the rumors that Asian men were smaller than average, and this guy wasn't massive, but he immediately disproved that rumor. His cock was slightly curved, circumcised, and seemed to pulsate with every heartbeat. A thick mushroom head, that stayed almost the same girth all the way down to his trimmed black pubes. It glistened with the other guy's saliva and possibly his own precum.
The Asian guy was also breathing fairly heavily, must have been pretty good head. His 5'10" frame had a defined and smooth chest rising and falling with each breathe. His forearms and biceps where veined and bulging, like his cut cock, but his stomach was a little on the softer beer belly side. He was clearly someone that worked and had developed healthy, functional muscles, but didn't work out for vanity.
My own uncut dick was straining against my shorts as I took it all in. Gay or not, it was a scene right out of a porno, and I was still plenty horny. I was about to back out and leave them too it, definitely head to the showers and jack off, when the Asian guy pulled the other guy back onto his dick. I caught the guy's smile before his lips wrapped back around the cock in front of him and watched his throat balloon out as he took the cock all the way to the base. I couldn't help it, and reached into my shorts, I was just going to rearrange my dick, but it felt so good to slowly jerk it. Edging myself in my shorts.
I may have let out my own stifled moan, or maybe just the moment caught his eye, or maybe while backing our I stepped on something, because before I could say or do anything else, the Asian man pulled the guy off his cock again and spoke.
"So, are you just going to watch, or did you want to give him a try?" He held the guy on his knees out at arms length like he was offering me a drink. "Scott wouldn't mind, would you Scott?"
The guy on his knees, Scott, shook his head and tried again to pull himself back to the cock in front of him. With a chuckle, the Asian guy let him go, and Scott impaled his throat back on the cock in front of him.
"He really loves sucking cock first thing in the morning. You obviously have your hands full there," he said with a smirk, "so why don't you help me give Scott a throat full?"
"I- My- I have a girlfriend," I could barely stutter out a coherent sentence. I wasn't that intoxicated, but there was this charisma the guy gave off with the nonchalant energy he had, offering another man's throat for use, just standing there, enjoying himself barely off a main path.
"Yeah, so do I," he said as Scott was bobbing on his dick like his life depended on it, "but I'm not going to tell her, Scott's not saying anything, so where's the downside? Come on over, man."
I couldn't help it, I slowly walked across the clearing, to join the pair of them. The Asian guy gave me another smirk and reached out, hooking the front of my shorts' waistband and pulling me closer. With a quick move, he'd unclasped and pulled the zipper down just enough for my shorts to slip of entirely, while pulling me just beside and a little in front of him. My cock sprang from it's confines and stood at full mast, the foreskin pulling back to reveal my own head. The Asian's dick wasn't quite as long as it had looked from the other side of the clearing, but it was still thicker than mine.
I didn't even have time for second thoughts. The early morning air was almost as cold as the water had been last night, but before I could speak or react, the guy on his knees, Scott, took my entire uncut dick down his throat. The shock of the cool air on my skin and the warmth of his tongue expertly working my foreskin as he took my entire shaft and then pulled back. Up and down, almost no resistance but still tight.
"Oh fuck." I muttered as my knees shook. I'd never gotten head like this. He even used his teeth to graze the sensitive parts of my head and shaft. I was already close to orgasm when he pulled off, and dove towards my balls. Sucking and licking them, while his surprisingly large hand slowly jerked my dick.
As Scott was switching between my cock and balls, bringing me to the brink of orgasm before stopping, I felt the Asian guy chuckle from behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and pushed his hands under my shirt. His warm hands traced my abs up to my pecs where he started slowly pinching my nipples. I tried jerked backwards from the sudden pain, but Scott reached up and grabbed either cheek of my ass to pull me forward again, swallowing me, his hands covered almost my entire ass cheeks. The warmth of Scott's mouth and the Asian guy's body behind me was almost too much, when I felt the Asian guy's soft lips against my neck.
My entire body shook. I flinched away from his lips, but that made him pinch my nipples, so I jerked away form his hands, but then Scott pulled me by my ass cheeks back into his throat. I was caught between feelings of pain and pleasure and unease, but all I could do was let out a moan. I meant to say no, or don't, or stop, but all that came out of my lips was one gasp: "More."
I was lost in a storm of sensations and feelings, barely able to focus on anything besides the lips, and now teeth against my neck, and the warm throat my cock was starting to spasm in, when I realised there was another feeling that had been lost in the storm. Scott hadn't just been pulling me forward into his throat, he'd been spreading my ass open, and the Asian had definitely noticed that. I could feel his still wet cock head, somehow soft and rock hard at the same time, starting to push against my exposed hole.
I could feel the cold air on my spread ass cheeks, and the almost burning heat of his cock head pushing against me. I couldn't even focus enough to say anything, but I flexed to try and stop the intrusion. With another chuckle, his warm breath tingling against my neck in the cold air, he bit me. Harder than before, but only with the tip of his teeth. I gasped again in surprise and unconsciously unclenched in the shock. Then, I felt this cockhead, wet with precum and Scott's saliva, breach my hole.
"Wait. Fuck." I gasped out. But Scott pulled apart my ass cheeks as he took my entire cock while I felt the intrusion behind me push forward. I didn't even recognize the sound that came out of me. I bottomed out in Scott's throat, his nose pushing into my pubes, at the same moment the Asian guy's curved, cut cock bottomed out in me.
I suddenly had the Asian guy's hand clamped like a vise over my mouth as he started pulling out and sliding back in. The curve of his thick cock kept hitting something in me, was that the prostate? But every thrust into my once virgin ass was met by my cock bottoming out in Scott's mouth. There was a rhythm to how they were using me, my body wasn't listening to me. I could push them off me, my hands were wrapped in Scott's hair to hold myself up. I didn't want this, but even if my mouth wasn't covered, I wouldn't be able to tell them to stop. I didn't want this, but I liked this. No, I loved this. The cock fucking my ass was starting to go faster, while Scott was bobbing up and down on my dick, matching the speed almost perfectly.
"Nice to meet you, man." Laughed the Asian guy behind me as he slammed into that spot in my ass one last time. I screamed into his hand. I could feel his load pumping into me. Even though he was holding himself still, balls deep in me, his cock just pulsated and shook with the force of every cum shot. He filled me the way I'd filled my girlfriend so many times before. At the same time, the feeling of being filled was like nothing I've ever experienced, and it sent me over the edge. I started shooting into Scott's throat.
He pulled back quickly so that most of my load was in his mouth. His tongue massaging just below my cockhead, drawing out every drop I had to spare. Then he pulled off me and got to his feet as he loudly swallowed my seed. The Asian guy pulled out of me, I'd never felt so empty and incomplete, but I didn't realize that they'd been holding me up. My legs gave way and I dropped to my knees. I was seeing stars after my dual orgasms with the Asian guy, I could still feel his load deep in me, and breathing deeply trying to get my bearings as the blood was rushing from my head to other parts of my body.
My vision cleared as I felt a hand on either side of my head holding me still and before I could even react to that, a massive uncut cock appeared before me, getting furiously jerked by its owner. Scott's cock was almost comically massive, dwarfing the Asian guy's and mine, so big I don't even think it was fully erect. I realized what was about to happen a second before and closed my eyes and lips as tight as I could, while the Asian guy held me in place, Scott let out a moan that was almost a roar and I felt another cascade of cum hit my face. The load must have been as massive as his cock was, because it felt like I was in a shower with the amount of cum that drenched me. Thick, hot, cum, coated my face.
It took almost a full minute for Scott to stop cumming. And then another minute or two before I realized the Asian guy had let me go, heard a laugh receding from me, as I wiped Scott's load from my eyes.
"Thanks, man! Hope to see you again!" came the Asian's guy chuckle from a distance. As I finally cleared my eyes and looked back, I was alone in the clearing. They'd fucked me, sucked me, unloaded in and on me, and then just left. I took off my shirt and wiped my face clean and put my shorts back on. By the time I got to the path, they were no where to be seen.
I ran to showers as fast as I could, and immediately jumped in, didn't even wait for the water to heat up, just got in and started washing the dirt from my knees and the semen from my face and hair. I delicately touched my hole, but it didn't seem to hurt, just felt empty. It was slightly gaping but didn't seem to be damaged. I took a long shower before heading back to the campsite. Longer than I anticipated because even after getting fucked and blown... I still had to jerk off. I came a second time in the shower, lightly fingering my own used hole, imagining the Asian guy in me again, his curved, thick cock hitting my spot perfectly every pump.
On the walk back to the campsite, it really sank in what happened. I had stumbled onto two guys having oral and ended with getting fucked. Then I jerked off at the thought of being used. What the fuck was wrong with me? When I got back, everyone was already up, fire going, and coffee served.
My girlfriend demanded to know where I had been and why I was shirtless (I could really put that cum soaked T shirt back on after the shower, so I tossed it), so I just told her I went for an early run and got lost and tripped, but some other early morning hikers pointed me in the right direction. That explain where I was and why my knees were lightly bruised. They laughed at me and my girlfriend got me a sweater and coffee while everyone started talking about what the plans for the say were.
We decided to go to the main office to see both if there were any events and because everyone else wanted to walk off last night's festivities. It was a 30-minute walk, and I was feeling a little delicate on my feet. Everyone brushed it off because of my "fall" while I was just trying to get used to my hole being spread. We got to the main office; the desk was empty with a "back in 5 minutes" sign and looked at the bulletin board. Ricky went out to check the river, and make sure it was high enough. There were some local sights like mazes and farmers markets, and some tube rentals to float down the river, along with a few guided hikes. Lots to do. We were discussing what looked best when a voice rang out behind us.
"Good morning, everyone! Need any help with anything or just browsing?"
I turned around to see who spoke. The ranger that had shown up and was holding the "be back" sign towered over all of us. Probably at least 6'5". Tan short sleeve button up and tan shorts, suntanned skin from working at the campground, and a name tag. Ranger Scott Kilman.
Scott.
I looked up at him in stunned silence. He looked at me with a welcoming smile and a dark twinkly in his eye. "You okay, man? Look like you took a spill." He gestured to my knees, "You need anything? We have first aid here."
"Did you say someone needs first aid?" From the side door came another ranger, an Asian man in the same tan uniform and dark twinkle in his eye. His biceps filled his sleeves and he stood with an expression somewhere between a concern and a smirk. Ranger Donovan Nguyen.
"I don't think so, my boyfriend fell on a run this morning, but he's doing okay, just walking a little funny." Said my girlfriend. "But some hikers helped him get back to the campsite showers. We're just looking at what to do today!"
"No problem! Today's a great day to do the lazy float." Ranger Donovan said as he walked up beside me and pointed out what to do on the board. "But the next two nights are also the Adults Only Maze nights! In the fall it's a massive corn maze, but there's a smaller indoor one that's open year-round. Adult's night is a little more expensive, but it includes drinks and there's a men vs women laser tag afterwards. It's lots of fun." I noticed his eyes kept stopping on me, but also took in my friends. He cracked a broad smile and reached out to clap me on the back, "If you go make sure to tell them Ranger Don sent you, they'll give you a bonus."
My friends thanked him as we went outside, I held the door and was the last one to leave, but Scott stopped me with a big hand on my shoulder, "If those knees give you any trouble just have one of your friends bring you back here and we'll take a look. We have some painkillers if you need them." His fingers rubbed my back for a moment, and he winked, and I followed my friends outside into the daylight.
"That laser tag fight sounds great! Too bad we can't go, but you guys can rock it! And those rangers, they seemed nice!" My girlfriend said as she burrowed under my arm and wrapped hers around my waist for the walk back to the campsite. "Don't you think?!"
I didn't trust myself to talk, so I just nodded and joined the group back, still feeling Scott's hot, massive load across my face and Don's thick load deep in my hole, while listening to my friends chatter away at what we were going to do.