Emergency 69 Part 5
By Bald Hairy Man
Email, bldhrymn@excite.com or bldhrymn@aol.com
This is an adult story for adults. It is not intended for minors, nor for persons who are offended by alternate life styles.
The night was a success. I don't know if it was all right for us to be loved for our cocks, but I have to admit it was nice. Neither Mark not I were exactly dreamboats in a conventional sense. It was a big boost for our ego to have the former Governor of the state twitching on our cocks and begging us to fuck him for the entire night. We only made it to one in the morning, when they had to leave.
The next day was tame, with a little sex when we got up, and then more just after lunch. We had to be back at the Academy Saturday evening, so we left soon after the afternoon play period.
Driving home, we talked.
"Was that as good as it seemed it was?" Mark asked.
"It sure seemed that way to me." I said. "Frankly, I never even had a dream that good!"
"Do you think they only liked our cocks?"
"I don't think I would mind it, if that was the only part of us they liked." I said. "Shit, it was good!" Mark laughed. "They seemed like nice guys."
"They did." Mark agreed. "I've always been the low man on the totem pole before. Somehow, when I'm naked and hard, I shoot right up to the top! Maybe it's superficial, but I like the view from up there. You know, I had never really looked at an ass hole before. Barney's was kind of pretty and pink. I've never met anyone who liked being fucked as much as Fred. They are a pair."
"Dream dates!" I said, laughing. "I could sure get used to that on a regular basis."
"Me too, I need to talk to Tony. He said he knew some other like minded guys at the academy." Mark said. I had forgotten about Tony's comments of the week before. He was a nice guy and I had the feeling he knew the ropes. Certainly, he knew the ropes better than me or Mark.
Of course, I knew there were gay guys in the world, but had assumed they all lived in New York or San Francisco and were all hairdressers and artists. It hadn't occurred to me they were in rural Virginia, and were regular guys like me and Mark.
Sunday morning was nice. Our own Squad returned early. Joe didn't show up until five in the afternoon so the other Squad didn't show up either. We got ready for the next weeks classes, but there were no big tests scheduled and we could relax some. I tried to talk privately to Tony, but that didn't happen until the end of the week.
By the middle of the week, it was clear that A Squad was falling behind. Joe's approach was to insult and abuse the Squad members. They were down in the dumps. Several times I saw the Commandant watching our field exercises from a distance. B Squad wasn't a well-oiled machine as yet, but we were moving in that direction. A Squad hadn't coalesced into a unit at all. It was still a group of individuals who didn't work well together.
Mark finally ran into Tony on Thursday evening. He was more than eager to play again and had a friend or two who wanted to join us. They were going on a camping trip that weekend and asked if we could join them.
Mark talked to me about it that evening. I wasn't sure about this. I hadn't camped before and didn't have any camping gear. We were still talking about it when Tony dropped in our room. He said he had enough gear to invade a small country. They were also going to camp in an area where we would have a field exercise in the coming week, so it might give us a heads up. That clinched it for me.
"Meet me at the dorm lot at 5:30." Tony said. "We can pack the van and get to the camping site by 7:00." That was fine for us.
The next day was unexpectedly difficult. There had been a scheduling problem and two demonstrations were added to the day's work. One included us lifting a 350-pound man and then man handling him into an ambulance. Mark and I didn't get done until six and we met Tony at his van at 6:30.
We drove to the camp site, but didn't get set up until a little after eight. We started a fire and were about to make dinner when another van arrived with the rest of the party. Tony had been closed mouthed about who was coming.
Bernie and Ronald jumped out of the van. I knew them slightly, they were in Squad C. I was surprised when Juan emerged. He was in our Squad and was an absolute straight arrow. It was a little uncomfortable when we first realized we shared the same interests, but ten minutes later all was well.
After dinner, everyone was too tired to do much, so we went to bed. Bernie shared our tent, while Juan and Ronald bunked with Tony. I like sex as much as anyone and Mark likes it more, but we were bushed. I slept like a log.
I woke at six, needing to take a leak. The tent was hot and stuffy. I had been so tired it hadn't bothered my sleep. Outside the tent it was just as hot and stuffy. Even in the woods, it must have been nearly 80. When I got back to the tent, Bernie was up. We were both in our jockey's and Bernie was hard.
"Look for ticks!" he said. "I found one looking for a home on my leg when I got up." He had a can of bug spray. I checked myself out and found a tick climbing up my leg. I killed it. "Look in your crotch." he said. "Those buggers love it dark and moist." I stripped off my shorts and looked carefully and found another. Bernie sprayed me and produced a salve which he said discouraged ticks.
"That was a big one." he said.
"The tick?" I asked. I am not much of an outdoors man, but the tick didn't seem that big to me.
"No, the tick was small, I was talking about your cock." Bernie said. "There were rumors in the shower rooms that you and Mark are hung." I smiled.
"Is it what you expected?"
"It's hard to tell until you get hard." he answered. He too was smiling.
"Are you into big?"
"I wasn't until a minute ago. Somehow it seems to me, it would be easy to acquire a taste for big meat." Bernie answered. He dropped his shorts exposing his cock. Bernie was a beefy, red-haired guy with a crew cut and red beard. His skin was white and his pink cock peaked out of a copper bush.
"If it's something to eat you want, be my guest." I retorted. Bernie needed no more encouragement. This wasn't his first time. He swallowed it whole. I don't know what he did, but his sucking technique was totally different form anything I had experienced. His throat undulated, caressing my cock.
After a minute or so of this treatment, I turned hard and Bernie couldn't handle it anymore. Mark came out of the tent and joined us.
"Bernie, you could have stayed in the tent and we'd have given you breakfast in bed!" Mark said. He was naked, but only at half staff. Tony, Juan and Ronald emerged for their tent up the hill, naked and erect.
"Are we missing anything?" Tony asked.
"It looks to me, you guys are ahead of us." I said.
"Not for long." Mark added. It might have been Mark and my personalities, or it might have been our donkey dongs, whatever it was, we were the center of attention. Tony and Juan took care of Mark, Ronald joined Bernie on my cock. One nice thing about a big cock and low hangers is there is room for two.
I knew Ronald by sight and little else. It took ten seconds to realize Bernie and Ronald were really close. Bernie was a big, fair redhead. Ronald was a small, olive skinned man with pitch black hair. Bernie's cock seemed small in proportion to his body, Ronald's dick almost hung to his knees. I also knew that Bernie wasn't frank with me when he said he was going to acquire a taste for big cock. He already had the taste.
Ronald's cock looked much bigger than ours, but that was in comparison to our bodies. Mark and I were both over six feet and 200 pounds. Ronald was 5'-4" and 130 pounds.
"Damn, you've got a beauty." Ronald said. "Prime American beef."
"You're packing some big meat yourself." I said.
"I've never been with anyone as big." Ronald said as he licked the precum from my cock head. "I'd like to try it out. Do you give rides?"
"I think that can be arranged." I replied. After my experience with the Captain and his friends I associated man sex with older guys. Bernie and Ronald were my age, but sure knew a lot more about it than I did. I glanced over at Mark. Juan was attached to Mark's cock while Mark sucked Tony. Juan had a nice uncut cock, still at half staff. I looked back at Ronald. "You want it in your ass?"
"I'd like to give it a try." he answered. "Bernie loves me to fuck him. He likes it big."
"I sure do." Bernie interjected. "I'd messed around some before in high school, but I got here and Ronald rammed me the first time, I finally figured out what it was all about."
"Bernie's spent some quality time in my ass too." Ronald said. "It's good, but nothing like what Bernie feels when I pumping him. I'd like to try a big one." There was a loud rumble of thunder, very near. The sky had been hazy, a huge black cloud appeared over a hill.
"Into the tent." Tony called. "Grab your stuff and come to our tent, it's up the hill some, if it's a cloud burst, you don't want to be in a low-lying area." Our tent was about 30 feet from a small stream. That seemed far enough away for me, but Tony certainly didn't think so. We raced to our tent and grabbed our stuff. Bernie was used to camping, and he took down the tent in record time.
We all got in Tony's tent and closed the flaps. His tent was on a rise thirty feet further away and fifteen feet higher. The thunder was almost continuous by now. The rain hit as a solid sheet. One minute it as dry, the next everything was drenched. The tent was a good one and we were dry, but it was hot as hell with the flaps down over the screened opening.
We were all but naked when the rain started. The first ten minutes of the storm were violent, but then it settled down into a steady, heavy rain. There was nothing to do except wait it out. Ronald had a plan to fill in the time until the rain stopped.
"You know guys," Ronald said, "we've got a yard of cock inside this little tent. It seems to me, it would be a downright waste of resources not to have some fun with what we've got."
"You're wrong about that Ronnie." Tony said. "We're damn close to four feet of cock. I agree though, it would be a shame to waste it. Somehow, I didn't get to jerk off since last Wednesday. I'm afraid I have three or four days of cum collected in my balls and I'd love to share the wealth."
"There's no way we can cook breakfast." Mark said, getting into the swing of things. "Cum's warm and creamy." Tony went to his backpack and produced a tube of lubricant and some small bottles of poppers.
"Damn, you guys are fully equipped." Mark added. "You're interested in ass play?" He had been with Juan and Tony and hadn't heard my conversation with Ronald.
"Juan is sort of new at this, but Bernie and Ronald are size queens who like it in the ass." Tony said. "I'm no size queen, but I sure am willing to try. "
Bernie, Ronald and Tony preferred the bottom. Mark, Juan and I like the top. It was a near perfect pairing. Mark slipped into Bernie's ass like a hot knife going through butter. From the way they reacted, I guessed Juan had spent some time in Tony's hole. They seemed comfortable. It was more of a challenge for me to fill Ronald. I lubricated him well and got him on his hands and knees.
I poked and poked and poked, but he couldn't relax enough to let me in. He was small, but he must have had a sphincter of steel. We were all sweating like pigs in the hot tent and Ronald had a first class erection, so I knew he was sincere about wanting it. He just couldn't relax. I could have forced my way in, but I'm not that kind of a guy. Pain turns me off, even when the guy wants it.
"Try sitting on it." Bernie suggested. Mark was slow fucking Bernie and they were both having a good time. "It leaves you in control so you can take it any speed you want." We tried that. I got on the floor of the tent. Ronald straddled me with his hole resting on my cock head. It was a good view for me. His cock was a thick, ten incher and his mushroom was dripping.
Ron bounced on my cock head for a few times. His hole gave some. He was normally a top and he was use to being in control. He looked more comfortable knowing he could determine the speed of the penetration. Tony and Juan had broken apart and came over to help.
As he bounced, you could tell Ron was getting his nerve up to take the plunge. Tony produced a bottle of poppers and gave Ron a snort. I got a little whiff of the poppers and it gave me a lift. That was nothing like what it did for Ron. His ass muscle lost all strength and Ron seemed to melt on my cock.
Mark joked later that as my cock slid into the diminutive mans ass, he was watching to see if my cock head would emerge from his mouth. Ron was cock skewered, like a pig on a spit. It took about a half minute to realize Ronald was made for my cock. Once I was in, it was a prefect fit. Ronald had thought he would like being fucked by big meat and he was 100% right. Ronald was no virgin, but my cock hits some virgin spots in his ass.
Bernie was taking it doggy style, so he and Mark hopped over so he could see. Cbernie didn't want to lose his connection to Mark's cock. Bernie ended up sucking Ron's cock as Ron twitched on my love pole. Juan joined Bernie, each licking one side of Ron's donkey dick. Tony was right behind Juan, slowly pumping Juan's ass.
We tried a lot. I rolled Ron over, got his legs on my shoulders and fucked him good. I took a snort of the poppers that time. I pulled out and Mark went in to Ron's ass. Ron liked that too. I gave Bernie a ride. Bernie was appreciative, but we didn't quite have the connection I had with Ronald.
Tony got behind me and worked a lubricated finger in my ass. That was real good and gave me the boost I needed. Juan's cock followed Tony's finger. Juan had a big knob on a thin shaft and it hit just the right spot. Juan alternated his thrusts into my ass with mine into Bernie's. It was perfectly synchronized.
"Damn it! I'm shooting!" Juan cried. His throbbing cock unloaded, giving my prostate a cum bath. That was enough to push me over the edge. We were the last of the group to shoot. The rain continued and we all relaxed.