Thanks to everyone, as always. Sorry it's been such a long time since I posted - life has been busy!
Chapter 25: Day Two
I woke up in the morning feeling great. I had rolled away from Alex, however, lying on my stomach with my right arm out towards him. It was numb, since he had rolled onto it at some point. I tried to pull it towards me and managed without disturbing him too much, or so I think. I laid there for a while and finally couldn't take it anymore and got up. It was about 8:30am... you'd think that on vacation I'd be able to stay asleep, but no.
I got up and went downstairs to find some breakfast. I poured a bowl of cereal and went down to the dock, still starkers. I ate my cereal and enjoyed the peace and calm of the lake, the sunlight shimmering off the surface. I was sitting on the edge when Joe came down and sat down next to me. He didn't make a sound, and neither did I. I just sat there and dipped my feet into the water while he ate his breakfast. It was calm and easy - really comfortable to be sitting out there enjoying the quiet morning.
We didn't say anything for the next half hour while we just sat there. Then we got up and headed back to the house, where things had started moving. Jeff, Tim, and Matt were awake and eating breakfast, and I heard some water somewhere - so Alex, Tommy, and/or Dean were also up.
Vacation at the lake had definitely affected our mindsets, though I'm sure that Alex's and my choice of attire, or rather lack thereof, had had an influence, too. Tim and Jeff were wearing boxers, while Matt and Joe were wearing shorts. Judging from the silhouette I had seen when Joe and I were walking back to the house, Joe's mesh-like workout shorts were ALL he was wearing. Things were definitely moving underneath.
Tommy was the next person to come downstairs in a bathing suit and a tank top. He was the most built of all of us - in addition to the abs and pecs that he had, which were stunning, his arms were quite sexy. He had the perfectly cut muscles, all the lines exactly where you expected (and wanted) to see them. Wearing the tank top meant his chest was covered and those arms could take center stage - I have to admit, were it not for covering himself up, my love of a handsome torso would have meant I wouldn't have seen these beautiful arms.
At 10:30 we finally saw Dean and Alex, both coming downstairs at the same time. Alex had a big smile on his face and Dean had clearly just showered.
Matt voiced it first, "Did you need a piece of morning tail, Dean?"
Dean laughed and said he did, and Alex just smiled and said it was a nice way to wake up.
They ate breakfast and we were sitting around thinking about what we'd do for the day. Everyone was into the idea of a hike, including Alex and me, though I imagined I was not as enthusiastic because, well... naked bet.
Matt said he knew of a place that was "right around here" somewhere - that it wouldn't be more than a couple of minutes to get there. That put my mind at ease, because just a few minutes, no big deal. We wouldn't even get to the highway or something, so there was really no reason to worry about it at all. And it was still a workday - granted, it was a Friday, but still - I figured most people would not be up at the lake, and even if they were, they wouldn't be up there until later.
So we all agreed to go find this place that was "right around here" and go hike. With the hills around there we figured we'd have a really nice view, too. Everyone got ready - for Alex and me, this only consisted of putting on proper shoes - and packed some backpacks with water and some sandwiches. Everyone was pretty much going the way they had been at breakfast - granted, Jeff put on some hiking shorts and Tim put on his bathing suit. Tommy was the only one wearing a shirt, and most everyone was wearing a bathing suit.
I jumped into Alex's Wrangler, as did he and Joe and Jeff. Matt, Tim, and Dean jumped into Tommy's Cherokee and we started heading down the dirt-like track that served as the road there. After about ten minutes we were at the main highway - just a two-lane blacktop that runs about thirty miles until there's a full four-lane highway.
We stopped at the intersection, Tommy turned on his left signal (away from the four-lane highway) and started to go when Alex honked the horn. They looked around but pulled out anyway, starting to drive down the road. I wasn't paying too much attention and besides, I was pretty comfortable at this point, but we stayed stopped for a minute or two when Jeff couldn't take it any more.
"GO ALREADY," he told Alex.
"But... but... we're... Matt said it was close," Alex said, turning around to look at me for justification.
"It probably is," I said.
"But, do you want to go back... maybe grab some shorts or something?" he said.
"No, I'm good. I'm sure it's not far. Unless you're... chicken?" I taunted.
"No, I was just thinking... you know... in case."
"In case of what? In case I don't want the guys to fuck me on the trail? Ha!" I said.
That seemed to convince him enough that I wasn't backing out of our little bet (seriously, that $100 would go a long way), so Alex pulled out onto the road and we sped up until we caught up to Tommy (who fortunately is a fairly slow driver). I was comfortable with the fact that it wouldn't be far, and I was also in the right rear passenger seat - I wasn't on display in the front seats - Alex didn't have the roof or the doors on his car and was thus clearly naked in the front seat. Though all of us were shirtless, so it's fairly doubtful that someone would notice if we were driving by.
After twenty minutes, however, we found ourselves in a small town. Just a couple of streets, and Tommy darted down a side street that took us around the main square and off in a different direction.
Finally, after a solid forty-five minutes after that, we made it to a small gravel parking area off a mountain road. I was just glad to get out of the car and get hiking - it was almost 1PM when we unloaded and started our hike. I was starving, though, and we broke into the sandwiches and ate about ten minutes into the forest and up a "path" - it wasn't terribly well marked.
Some of the guys immediately jumped up and started hiking again, disappearing up the hill pretty quickly. Tim, Matt and me sat there for about twenty minutes, though, goofing off a little. Tim sat down next to me and started rubbing my knee, apparently too afraid to get more forward and just ask me, so I asked him.
"Would you like some dessert, Tim?" I asked.
"Well, no... but do you???" he said.
"I'd love dessert, actually," I said, and got down on the ground in front of him.
Tim stood up in order to pull down his bathing suit, then sat back down on the log we had both been sitting on. He was totally flaccid, so I had to get him up and hard. It didn't take long and I was soon wrapping my mouth around his dick, sucking and sliding up and down his shaft.
I brought my hand up to play with his balls, rolling them lightly around in my hand while I continued to suck his dick. I brought my mouth all the way off, then played with his head, flicking my tongue against it. Right before I went back down I took my hand off his balls and licked my middle finger. I left as much spit on my finger as I could and looked up at Tim's face.
"Relax," I told him, and I wrapped my mouth around his dick again and moved my hand, my finger, to his hole that was just barely exposed as he leaned back on the log. I put my finger right on his hole and pushed ever so slightly. It didn't really surprise Tim from what I could tell. He let me push my finger in more, and I inched it in until I had my whole finger up in him.
He was breathing heavily while I continued to suck his cock, and then I moved my finger forward just a little, which hit the right spot. Tim unloaded instantly into my mouth, his cum flying at the back of my throat. I swallowed it all and let the force of his orgasm push my finger out of his ass. I wiped it off on his bathing suit while I cleaned up the remaining few drops of cum dribbling out of the end of his dick.
I got up and we looked around. It appeared that Matt had wandered off, but we saw him up the hill from us in the same direction everyone else had gone. He was moving slowly, though, clearly not wanting to lose sight of us and risking getting lost - he turned around several times.
Tim pulled up his bathing suit and we started to walk up the hill. But as we started off he told me he liked what I had done.
"Jake, that was cool... I didn't know that would work," he said.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"Well, when you stuck your finger up my ass, I was a little surprised, but it felt pretty good. And I don't know what you did, but right there at the end it felt awesome - I couldn't hold back!" he told me.
"Well, yeah. That's your prostate; that's what makes it feel so good."
"Um, I'm a bio major, I know what the prostate is, haha. I just didn't know it would feel like that," he said.
"Well, yes... it feels like that, I suppose... though more so most of the time. I mean... well, I suppose you probably can imagine why guys like me like to get fucked, huh?" I said, chuckling a little.
"Yeah... shit, if it feels like that, I'm surprised you don't blow your load the moment one of us sticks it in there."
"Well, it's not the same thing... not exactly. But as far as it feeling good, well... there you go, haha!" I said.
We continued to walk up the hill; my dick was floppy again (I had gotten a little hard while blowing Tim) and I had the taste of Tim's cum in my mouth. Hopefully we still had some drinks in one of the guys' backpacks.
We caught up to Matt and the three of us hiked for another thirty minutes or so, until we started to wonder if maybe we had missed a different trail the guys might have taken. We stopped to look around - we were in fairly densely-packed forest, so we couldn't really tell what the scenery was like or see anything other than the few dozen feet around us. I wasn't worried, though - I was used to hiking and camping and being in those mountains - we wouldn't be lost for days or anything. I knew our worst-case scenario was a night on the mountain, though we could still make out the trail we were on, so that wasn't likely.
After a couple of minutes of listening, we heard a noise of some kind, so we walked up the trail further, where we had heard the noise. We came over a little rise and there, on a big rock next to the trail, was Alex on all fours, being spit-roasted between Tommy and Jeff. Tommy was behind, driving his massive manhood into Alex's ass. Alex, meanwhile, was sucking on Jeff's dick, but groaning intensely with every thrust Tommy made. Whenever Alex came off of Jeff's dick, those groans turned to yelps. I actually wondered if Alex wasn't really enjoying it, but when he looked over at us, he clearly was.
I got hard watching them, and it was impossible for me to hide. I kind of stepped to the rear of the group and started jacking my own dick. Every thrust of Tommy's dick into Alex, every moan Alex made, every time Jeff told him that he was doing a good job or how good it felt, brought me a little closer to cumming myself.
Joe noticed me standing there, jacking off, and he walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder, his other hand going to my dick. I took my hand away and he put his where mine had been, and kept jacking my cock. It felt so awesome. Though I was enjoying this weekend - sucking dick and getting fucked - it was nice to have someone else touch my dick besides me. I didn't last long, and quietly exhaled as I shot my load.
In front of Joe and I, everyone else was transfixed by the scene in front of them. Jeff had blown his load and was just watching now, an almost bird's eye view of Tommy's dick reaming Alex. Alex was moaning up a storm and starting to shout as Tommy picked up his pace.
"Yes! Fuck! Tommy! Ahhhhhh! Yes!!!!" he was shouting.
Quietly, Joe pulled his hand away from my dick and brought it up to his own face. He licked the cum that had dribbled out onto his fingers before wiping his hand on his workout shorts. He then quickly leaned over and took my dick in his mouth, sucking my highly sensitive dick and licking the jizz off of it. I was shocked, as I knew he had experimented, but never thought he'd do this. I couldn't help but shudder a little, spent from just blowing my load, but I stayed quiet while everyone else was transfixed on the show in front.
Joe came back up and winked at me. "I've always wanted to do that, but needed the right, um, opportunity."
I smiled and we both turned to watch Alex shoot his load at the ground in front of him, a big pool of cum landing on the rock he was propping himself up on. Tommy, however, wasn't done, and Alex's moans of ecstasy were definitely drowning out any other noise that may have been in the woods at that moment.
Tommy leaned down and grabbed Alex's arms, pulling him up by his elbows to where Alex was just on his knees, his back arched and his dick still dribbling some semen. But Tommy was relentless and wasn't done, and he picked up his pace even more, his breathing picking up to the point where it was obvious he wouldn't last much longer.
From experience, I knew when Tommy finally blew his load. I'm sure his already gigantic dick had expanded even more, and I saw Alex's eyes glaze over with pleasure. Tommy slowed down - he all but stopped, actually - his dick probably not really pumping out much at this point. He let go of Alex's arms and Alex leaned forwards all the way to his elbows, resting his head on Jeff's leg (Jeff had pulled his hiking shorts back up while Tommy had finished off inside Alex).
Tommy started to move when Alex said, "No! Don't pull out. Not yet." Alex was breathing really heavily. "You feel so good... seriously, give me a couple of minutes."
And Tommy sat there dutifully for another minute or two before Alex told him to slowly pull out. As Tommy did, Alex's eyes rolled back into his head. He had loved that.
Five minutes later, with everyone having had some water, we were back up and hiking, a few drops of cum visible on Alex's backside and the back of his legs. He walked next to me for a few minutes, explaining what I could have seen from outer space - that he's a total size queen and the bigger, the better. He said, like I had mentioned, that Tommy was the biggest he'd ever had, and that it had felt really good. So good, he said, that he really wanted another round with Tommy, and soon.
They had taken their break not far from the summit of the little mountain we had been hiking. We reached the top shortly after we had started hiking again, and it was clear - really some beautiful views. Dean kept walking around the edges of the summit, looking over all the sides and back. He was a rock climber, and I'm sure he was looking for something he could climb on the way down.
We hung out up there for a little while before starting to head back down, and the entire time Alex was really trying to get Tommy to get it up again. He REALLY wanted another round, and Tommy, glad that someone loved what he had, was less embarrassed now that he was being begged for it. It took about half of the walk down to convince him, but Alex managed. The rest of us continued on down to where we had parked the cars.
Once we got down there, Dean had that look in his eye that could mean only one thing.
"Yes, Dean?" I said without him saying a word.
"Yeah," he said, and chuckled.
I reached over and put my hand down his bathing suit. I played with his dick until he started to get hard. He was enjoying himself, and so was I.
Since we were back at the cars, I decided to take my shoes off and really be naked. I took my shoes and socks off and dropped them into the footwell of Alex's Jeep before gingerly walking across the gravelly area where we'd parked; I then positioned myself in front of the car, leaning up against the hood with my hands.
"Actually, Jake," Dean said, "there's a place that's over here that looked like a small cliff. Can we go over there?"
"Sure... but how far? I need to put my shoes back on," I said.
"Don't worry about it - it's really close - here, piggyback," he told me, turning around.
I hopped up, feeling my stiffening dick against his back, and sure that the cum that had dried on me earlier was crustily rubbing against him, too. When he grabbed my legs, I felt the dried bits along my ass pull apart, too. It was a weird feeling.
"Don't forget this!" Matt said - he had the lube from Alex's backpack, which made me wonder what Alex and Tommy were using up the hill. But we took it and went towards where Dean had seen the area he was thinking of.
It took longer than he had planned - and I was getting to be too heavy for him. I got down and stepped lightly through the woods. It was slow going since I wasn't wearing my shoes. But we made it - there was a huge rock outcropping that overlooked the valley. The road we were on was actually halfway up the little mountain we had hiked, and from this spot you could see down the valley. It was dramatic and pretty.
Dean turned around and, like I said, he's a lover. He gets really into it and likes to make it last and enjoy it for himself, and for his partner. Anyway, he kissed me, and we made out for a few minutes before he undid the string to his suit and dropped it to the ground. He stepped out of it, so both of us were now naked on this rock ledge. He kissed me again and I started playing with his dick. Despite being into kissing, he was completely flaccid.
But that didn't last long. I got him up and we got down onto the ground. He lubed up, as did I, and he slowly slid in. He slowly started sliding in and out, enjoying everything and continuing to kiss me from time to time. It felt good - it was having sex, not just carnal fucking.
And I've mentioned Dean's near-Tantric art of going and going. And go and go he did! I have no idea how long it was but it took a very long time. I came once early on, but not him. I knew when he was getting close, though; he was trying to keep from speeding up and blowing all at once. Leaning down and kissing me helped, since it took his mind of the sex and let him focus on something else, even for just a second or two. He eventually blew his load before slowly pulling out.
I was lying there, knees bent, hands behind my head, watching the clouds roll by as Dean grabbed a wet-nap from the pockets of his bathing suit and cleaned his dick off.
"I know you're like chrome pipes in there and I don't need to do this, but I just feel like I should," he said.
"Don't worry, I don't care. I just didn't know you had those with you, haha," I told him, and used on myself just to clean my ass a little.
He helped me up and we started walking back. Again, it was slow going, and what with fresh cum on my body I didn't think he was terribly interested in giving me a piggyback ride to save my feet. So slow going it was.
When we finally got to the clearing, there was a little surprise in store for us.
Alex's Jeep was gone. As were Alex, Tommy, Matt, and Tim. Joe and Jeff were sitting on a log, just chatting, when we emerged and asked what was going on.
"Oh, Tommy locked his keys in the car, so they had to go back to the house and see if he has his spare," Jeff said.
"Really," I said. It wasn't a question. "I don't suppose they left us anything, like water, or food maybe... or my shoes?"
"Oh, we've got water and some snacks... but I didn't realize your shoes were in the car! Sorry, man!" he said.
It was an interesting situation for me. I was 100% naked, no idea where I was (I mean, I vaguely knew where I was, but not really), and no idea when rescue might appear. Completely naked and, oh, maybe 30 miles from my nearest shred of clothing.
I hobbled over to the log and sat down as well, asking for a bottle of water. I tried to do the math in my head... if it takes them 45 minutes to get home, and Tommy knows exactly where his spare keys are, and they come right back without any delay, then it will be an hour and a half. If, however, anything happens along the way, then we could conceivably be here for quite some time.
We probably sat for an hour, most of which I was kicking myself for having shed my shoes and then wandering into the woods. Foolish! But there wasn't anything I could do about it now. My main concern, honestly, in not having my shoes meant that should someone come by, specifically a state trooper or a park ranger or something, I had no way to get to the edge of the woods quickly and get myself hidden. And despite the fact that there was no one there but us, I can't imagine that I wouldn't be in some kind of legal mess if a law enforcement officer came by and found me naked, and covered in spent jizz.
It started to get a little dark, and a little cloudy. Since they weren't back yet, our talking turned to some horniness. It always does, right?
Anyway, Jeff was saying he was feeling it, and so was Joe. As they talked, and I encouraged it, Dean said he was getting excited again.
"So, basically, you all want a piece of this?" I said, standing and shaking my ass at them.
"Well, I would," Jeff said.
"Me, too," Joe added.
"I suppose..." Dean smirked.
"I'm first!" Jeff said. He stripped off his shorts and pushed the other two off the log. He laid down on his back and, since he was already hard, just pointed his dick up.
"Go ahead," he said, "climb aboard."
Dean still had the lube, so I lubed up Jeff's dick and slid down onto it with relative ease. I started bouncing up and down, riding it slowly. Joe and Dean watched.
"Ugh... I don't know how long I can wait," Joe said.
"Then don't," I said. It was something I had seen and wondered if I could do it, and figured now was as good a time as any. "Go on, get in there."
"What?" Jeff said. "But, it's my turn."
"But it's my ass! I'm going to try to take both of you at the same time," I explained.
"Um... I don't know about this," he said. He was skeptical.
Joe, meanwhile, had lubed up and shed his workout shorts, kneeling behind me as I leaned forward. Jeff's dick was barely still in me I was leaning so far forward when I felt Joe's cock push at my entrance. He pushed kind of slowly and nothing was happening. He pushed harder but still, no dice. So he put his finger at my hole, right at the underside of Jeff's cock, and slid his finger into my hole.
I moaned, but knew that wasn't it. Joe pulled upwards and started trying to slide his dick in there. It was difficult, but felt so good. The stretch, the pressure, the excitement of doing this. I was so turned on. I tried to relax some more, but it was just so hot.
Joe finally got it in there, and I could feel both of them, both moving independently inside me. I let out the mixture of a moan and a scream - I had never been stretched like this, but it felt good and exciting. Slowly, they both tried to move. Jeff could barely move, but Joe wasn't having as much trouble. Logistically, double penetration is kind of tough, as it turned out.
Dean was looking on and just thought it was insane. He started rubbing his own dick through his bathing suit.
Anyway, I was moaning up a storm. Tommy was big, but Tommy was just one. To have two separate dicks inside me, even though they weren't that much larger together than Tommy had been, was just so intense. They were barely moving, but for them to each move independently was so amazing. Somehow, they both managed to hit my prostate and I knew I wasn't going to last.
Dean walked over and was stroking his dick. Since he had cleaned it, I was not afraid of anything that might be on it and asked him to come closer.
"Here, right over Jeff," I said.
"What?" I felt Jeff's whole body tense up.
"No, nothing like that. Dean, just stand... here," I told him.
I had positioned Dean straddling over Jeff so that I could suck on his dick while Joe and Jeff both fucked me.
It was insane. I was so turned on by the fact that I had three dicks in me that I blew my load. Despite having blown a few loads already, there was some still left in there, and with both dicks in my ass and sucking on Dean, I blew that load straight out. There was just a small stream - short though it may have been, that shot up and arched over Jeff's head. The rest, the tiny amount left in me, left a splotch in the middle of his stomach and then dribbled out the end of my dick.
And the intensity. Wow. When I clamped down on those two dicks in my ass, both of which were moving in different directions, both of them moaned a little. They were both getting close, and I was hoping for all our sakes that they came together.
Within a minute, Joe said he was going to come. Jeff told him to hold on, hold on, hold on...
And then they both blew. Joe slightly earlier, because he just couldn't take it any more. But both of their dicks swelled ever so slightly, my battered hole being stretched to its limit, and blew their loads. All of us were making a lot of noise, and I couldn't, from the moment I had known I was about to come, keep my mouth on Dean's dick. I had continued to jack it, however, so he was still hard as I felt Joe slide out of my ass.
Jeff's dick remained buried in my ass as I sat up. I could still feel it twitch with each heartbeat, trying to pump a little more into me. He was spent though, and even though I could feel the twitching I could feel it softening rapidly, too.
I stood up, not sure what would happen. Remarkably, perhaps, my hole closed promptly and nary a drop was spilled. Having been supporting myself mainly on my legs, with Joe leaning on me and trying not to sit directly on Jeff, my legs were sore. I was wobbly as I stood up and tried to get the blood flowing again, and I could then feel the cum rolling out of my ass and down my legs. I had done it - I felt oddly proud of myself.
I paced back and forth for a few minutes, but then asked Dean if he wanted a turn, since I hadn't finished him off. He walked over and, both of us standing, I leaned forward and he pushed in.
"It's like a freeway in there... there's like no resistance," he said.
Oops.
He pulled out, since he felt like I was too "open." I walked back and forth a bit more, just in a circle since I had cleared that small path with my poor bare feet at that point.
After a little while we shared the last remaining water bottle and I sat down on the log with everyone else. I felt a little sore, but in a good way.
We chilled for another hour, most of our conversation revolving around what we had just done. Jeff in particular thought it was amazing, and said he had had a very hard time holding back the moment Joe's dick had crammed in with his. He said that sensation was incredible.
I said I probably wasn't going to be up for it again any time soon, but that I had really enjoyed it, too.
And then the rains came. Sitting out there we hadn't watched the clouds get thicker and thicker, but we noticed after the first few drops. Soon, it was pouring down on us, a really fierce thunderstorm with lightning off in the distance. We were counting the strikes and thunder claps, gauging the distance. I used the opportunity to grab some leaves off a tree and use them as a bit of a washcloth, cleaning myself in the rain. It was coming down so fiercely it was hard to believe. Anything that was on me before was definitely gone now.
While we were having fun for the first part of the rain, eventually it was just plain cold. We huddled together and shivered, trying to keep warm. I think we huddled for about thirty minutes, shivering and teeth chattering.
Finally we saw lights down the street and though either we're doomed or Alex, Tommy, Matt, and Tim were back.
Fortunately, it was the latter. They'd finally made it.
And what's more, I had just made $100. Alex was in shorts and a t-shirt.
Tommy jumped out of Alex's Jeep and opened the door to his own Cherokee. Jeff jumped into that seat and Joe and Dean and I hopped, shivering, into the Cherokee.
No one had really said anything, and we weren't mad, just cold. But we asked Tommy what had happened, what had taken so long.
First they had gotten lost, missing a turn because Alex didn't want to drive naked through town. Well, the turn they took ended up leading them well out of the way, and they had to go a different route. They finally got back to the lakehouse and Tommy went to look for his keys, which took a lot longer than he had hoped. Alex apparently got dressed at that point.
They left the house to come back for us and got about halfway when it started raining. Alex, in his wisdom, had left the top to his Jeep back at the lakehouse and they turned around to go and get it. It was then that they got on the road to come and get us.
Tommy complied with our request to turn on the heat, and actually had an old towel and a blanket in the car. Dean, sitting up front, draped the towel around his shoulders. Joe and I dried off - Joe taking off his wet workout shorts so as not to ruin the upholstery, even though Tommy said he didn't care.
I leaned up against the window - it was an older, two-door Cherokee - still shivering slightly. Joe leaned up against the other window and grabbed my hand, pulling me along side him. He wrapped the blanket around both of us as we cuddled there in the back seat. Dean started telling Tommy what happened with us when I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up, we were in the brightest lit gas station I had ever seen. I was also nice and warm but stayed underneath the blanket with Joe while Tommy filled the tank. It only took a few minutes and then we were back on the road. Due to the weather, that kept getting worse, it took a long time - probably more than an hour.
When we got home, I quickly went inside and went upstairs to use the bathroom and shower. Everyone else came in, and some sat around while the others went to their rooms to shower.
Alex came into the bathroom before I showered and said, "How about double or nothing?"
"What?" I asked.
"Well, you won, fair and square... but double or nothing. I start over now, and if you get dressed before me, you don't owe me anything, and I don't owe you anything... but if I lose I give you $200."
"Sounds fine to me," I said. I didn't anticipate losing at this point, especially after the last couple of hours of cold and rain.
He left the room and I turned on the hot water. When I put the towel on the rack so that I could easily reach it when I was done I turned around and saw Joe standing there, still naked.
"I thought maybe one shower running with two people would use less water than us each showering," he said. "Besides, Tim is in ours."
"Okay," I said, smiling.
I stepped into the shower and he followed me, closing the door behind.
Inside the shower, we got under the warm water and he grabbed the back of my neck and brought me to his lips. He kissed me and said, "You'll notice, I'm completely naked right now."
"Well, yes, so am I. We're in the shower," I said.
"Yes, but, you know, with the way the weekend seems to work... nudity is an indication that you're open for business," he said, with a little smirk on his face.
"Yeah, though as Dean mentioned I'm probably pretty, uh, loose right now. Maybe not the best experience," not getting what he was hinting at.
"No, man... hahaha... I meant me."
"You?"
"Yeah."
"You want me to fuck you?" I asked.
"Yeah... it... it looks like you're enjoying it, and I'm up for it, I think. And besides, turn-about is only fair play," he said, turning around and pointing his ass at me.
"Or foreplay," I said. Yes, I occasionally utter really, really terrible puns.
I turned him back around and we made out for a few minutes. As he kissed down my body he got close to my dick, he slid his mouth over my cock and sucked away, doing a decent job at a first-time full blowjob. And it was clearly his first time, but he didn't seem to be too bothered by it, and was enjoying himself. His dick, which had already been semi-hard, came to full attention while my dick was in his mouth.
He came up and I said, "You know, this really is bizarre for a 'straight' guy," doing air quotes when I said "straight."
"Yeah, well, I don't think anyone here is exactly 'straight,' are they?" he smirked.
"No, I don't guess so."
"Besides, I know I'm bisexual. I've just been too afraid to try anything more than a little making out before. That's why I didn't drink back when we had that weird night after 'kissed a guy,'" he said.
We made out some more, and he got back down on his knees for a few minutes, then stood up and leaned against the wall.
"Why don't you move over here," I said, indicating the raise section of the shower where there was basically a seat. It was out of the way of the flow of water (this shower was more of a room - honestly, gigantic) and would give a better support.
He leaned forward on it and said, "Um, this really is my first time for this, so if you could be gentle."
"Don't worry," I told him, "I'll be gentle - and we're going to make this nicer than just fucking." I grabbed his shoulder and brought him back up, then had him lean back on the ledge. It was fairly deep - plenty of room for him to lean back. I took some conditioner, since that was all that we had in the shower for use as lube, and got some on my hands. I then rubbed my hands over his dick and his balls, getting them all slicked up and making sure he was nice and hard.
"Okay, bring your legs up - you can put them on my shoulders if you want," I told him.
He held them up, and I slid one finger, then two, into his ass. He was really tense, and I told him he needed to relax if this was going to work. He made a conscious effort to, and I told him we were going to give it a try. I poured conditioner onto my dick and then lined it up with his hole. I put my hand lightly on his toned stomach and told him to relax. He tried, and I got my head in, but then he tensed up. I told him again to relax and he managed, and eventually slid my entire dick into his ass. He sighed a little once it was in there, but was still really tense.
"That's it, dude, I'm all in," I told him.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
With that, he finally relaxed and I was able to move in and out of him slowly. He was really enjoying himself now, making small moans every time I thrust into him. Finally he said he was going to cum, and blew a small load up at himself. With all the steam and water bouncing around, it didn't really go anywhere or stick around for long.
I told him I could pull out if he wanted me to, but no, he wanted me to finish off inside him, that he wanted that experience, too. And it didn't take long before I came. Though how much was inside him I have no idea. I had had a few orgasms that day and wasn't sure if there was anything left.
I pulled out and pulled him back up. He kissed me and we cleaned each other up before shutting off the water. He went downstairs with a towel wrapped around his waist while I dried off and then went downstairs myself. He put on some boxers, but wasn't apparently interested in any other clothing that night.
Alex was once again naked, as was I (only I was showered and clean), and those of us who had showered were all dressed in some manner. Those of us that had been outside the longest and caught in the rain had showered first - the other guys (including Alex) went then.
We had a late, late dinner and then curled up on the couches to watch some baseball. After the game, I immediately went upstairs and went to sleep. I woke up midway through the night and Alex was not lying next to me. That was okay, though. I was sure wherever he was, he was thoroughly enjoying himself.