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A Chub and a Black
The next night was also spent in a campground. It was a Saturday night, so it was almost full, but they had spaces for tent campers, if you would walk in about 50 yards from the internal road. That was fine with me, the heaviest thing was my old 4-man tent, but it was sometimes worth it if I found someone to share it with me. There was a small store at the campground, and I had some freeze-dried foods, so I set up my propane stove, had jugs of water in the truck, and made myself some supper. I had said "hi" to a few people on my way in, but it appeared to be mostly families with kids, so I was not expecting sex any more exciting than thinking about everything I had done for the whole week, and jerking off.
Soon after I had my supper boiling on the propane stove, two guys took the site just north of me, and two women took the site just south of me. What a contrast: the men were both overweight, let's be honest, fat. The short walk from their car, with their gear, had them huffing and puffing. The two women were gorgeous if you like them lean and athletic, which I do. "More than a handful is wasted", was the mantra in high school, and it applied to my tastes.
Once it looked like they were settled, I went over to the women and introduced myself, and asked if they needed anything. They were quite self-sufficient, and were friendly.
Just then one of the fat guys came over and said, "Hi, my name is Jimmy, we just got here, and do you know if they have showers?"
I answered, "Yes, they behind the office, they cost $2.00 to offset the cost of heating the water, and the water stays on for 6 minutes."
"Thanks," he responded. "It's my birthday, I just turned 21, and my buddy and I want to invite all of you to our site for my birthday party after we get cleaned up. I bought a cake in the last town, and some ice cream which is in our cooler but which won't last long."
"Sure," I said, as did the women.
Now, chubs are not generally my thing, given a choice, I would go with either, or both, of the women, but I was interested in seeing how the evening played out.
Jimmy was about 5'8", and fat, as I have noted, he wore loose clothing so it was hard to tell much more than that, except he was white, appeared to be pretty smooth, and was good looking.
The women and I chatted about where we were from, and where we were going, and after about a half hour Jimmy called us over for ice cream and cake.
His partner Tom was Black but had about the same proportions as Jimmy, at least what I could see.
The women were both white, and pretty well matched. I figured there was a good chance they were lesbians, given that they resembled each other -- my observation being that gay and lesbian couples very often are mirror images of each other.
So, we had our ice cream and cake, sang Happy Birthday, and told each other stories about our lives and our travels.
The women excused themselves, they were doing some cliff climbing the next day. Tom said they were having some issue with their tent, and wondered if I could help.
I went into the tent with Tom, "You're gay, right?" he asked.
"Bi," I said.
"You horny? We play with others and are very flexible about what we will do, as long as we play together. You are a stud-muffin, we would love to make you feel good. "
"Sure," I said, "Let's see what happens."
Tom called out to Jimmy to come see the problem, it was still light, it being about 8:30, and they both immediately stripped. That is where the contrast ended. Tom, the Black guy, had a very short cock. Some of it was undoubtedly hidden behind all the fat, but Jimmy's was almost as big as mine, and without the pubic fat, would have probably been longer. "You guys don't meet the stereotype," I commented.
"I bet you do," said Tom, "Get comfortable." I took off my clothes, was hard, and lay down between them. They took over my body, massaging every part of it with their hands, and then their mouths. They knew how to tease, and how to edge me, and each other. I had one hand on each cock, and matched their slow, easy, pace. Tom's short cock really was typical of the fat guys you see on the net, some jerk off with just two fingers, Tom's was a little longer than that, but not much. It was really hard and stuck straight out, uncut, lots of precum.
Jimmy's was, as noted, long as mine, and honest 7 inches, measured on the top from the pubes, and as noted, there was a lot more hidden before it got to his asshole. He was cut, his cock was as white as Tom's was black.
I was in pleasure heaven. "How do we finish off?" Jimmy said. "Do you like to fuck?"
"Just top, so far," I responded.
"How about you fuck Jimmy while he fucks me, then," asked Tom. "If you wanted to be in the middle, we would be happy to do that as well. I like to top, but between my short cock, and his fat ass, we have to be in a good situation to move to the right position to make it work, and even then, my cock is not long enough to really hit his G spot, but yours certainly is."
"Sure," I replied, "Let's have at it." Tom got up on all fours, his big black ass in the air, Jimmy got up behind him, lubed up and slipped right in, Tom groaned with pleasure, I suited up, lubed up, and mounted Jimmy from the rear. He let me in, then tightened up on me. It always amazes me that fat asses, and thin asses, can both take me, and both tighten up on me -- the only difference is when in all the way whether my balls are against bone, or muscle or a nice cushion.
"Let me make all the moves," said Jimmy, "that way both cocks will stay in." He started to move slowly, taking his pleasure while he gave pleasure to both Tom and me. I reached around and played with his titties, they were a lot bigger than those on either of the women we had partied with. That turned me on even more.
Jimmy moaned, "Keep you cock in, and maul my titties, harder, rougher," and then, "OK, now, fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder, and rough those titties, I'm going to cum." And he did, clamping down on my cock, wave after wave, making me cum and, it appeared, Tom came, too.
"Fuck," I said, "Guys who are prejudiced against chubs just don't know what they are missing."
We cleaned up, and I went to bed in my tent, ready for the last leg of my journey to the ranch.