Hiking the Hana Road

By John Parker

Published on Aug 10, 2024

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Instead of going back through the park to the main road we walked to the air field and went out that way. The was a small gas station (very small, one pump) near the airport. Kimo said, "There's a real bathroom here, Jeff. It's probably the only one you'll see for the rest of the day."

"I'll use it, I was wondering what it would be like when the Kimo load started running out my ass and down my legs."

Kimo laughed heartily, "I've cum on you or in you six times in the last twelve hours, not including the one I whipped off last night thinking of you. I don't think I put a whole lot in you this morning.

I smiled. I wondered if we had jerked ourselves off together last night. I didn't need to jerk off, but I really wanted to. I too was thinking about Kimo while I did it.

The station had a few basic vehicle necessities, but mostly it sold snacks and beverages. I picked up a few and an extra bottle of water.

"You've got to buy a couple of these," said Kimo. "Maui has tons of banana bread, this is one of the best."

The package said `Tutu Leilani', I knew from my book that Tutu was grandma. "Why is there so much banana bread in Maui, Kimo? Even here they have three kinds."

"Tons of bananas, tons of banana bread."

Once we got back to the highway, saying goodbye we hugged and kissed for a long time. Cars were driving by honking. Kimo flipped them a quick shaka. I had a different hand gesture in mind but didn't use it. Fuck `em, we didn't give a shit.

"Hoa aloha nui, Kanaka Kimo." I said.

"Aloha wau iā ʻoe, haole Lipa." I almost cried. I kissed him long and sweet, not lusty like we'd been doing.

Kimo headed back to Hana and I started toward Kahului. He had said `I love you," I guess I loved him too.

There were waterfalls everywhere, many were short (like 30 feet is short) or ran down the face of a rock wall, all beautiful but crowded. Where you could actually get to the water people were practically shoulder to shoulder under the falls. I grabbed a couple of granola bars, took a few gulps of water, and pushed on. I didn't get as early a start as I wanted this morning and Kimo and I played for at least an hour. I wanted to get as much behind me as I could today. My pedometer said 12 miles. Really sixteen because I didn't turn it on until Kimo and I got back to the highway from the airstrip. There was so much to see, but that would be the case all the way back to Kahului. I couldn't start slacking off the first day. I rested from 2 to 4 in the afternoon and had lunch, a kahlua pork sandwich, two small red bananas which tasted as much like raspberries as bananas and a handful of macadamia nuts. I thought to myself, except for Tutu's banana bread that's likely the only real food I'll have for a long time. I put on four more miles before it was getting too dark to be safe on the road. Traffic back from Hana was heavy.

I walked along a hidden trail made by pickup tire treads a while ago. It was well into dusk so I unrolled my ground cloth, stripped naked and enjoyed the evening air. Most people couldn't possbly do that. Maui has lots of mosquitos, some only bite fruit. The night-biters were supposedly the worst (though in Hawaii they're an annoyance, not a disease risk.). What was I doing with every square inch on my body exposed? Mosquitos don't bite me. They don't like me which is fine with me because I don't like them either. My body repels skeeters. What increases most people's allure to the little nippers, a hot sweaty body, just makes me an even better natural repellent. Even people around me don't get bitten. I can hear the things buzzing, but they hardly ever land, those that do don't bite. Probably males, my body seems to attract males of all sorts.

It was so quiet. The traffic on the highway, maybe 50 feet from me, had all but stopped and what there was there was moving slowly. An occasional Io (Hawaiian night hawk) would give out its distinctive call. It says its name, a high-pitched Io-Io-Io. I was tense from the walking. Kimo had me well supplied with damiana. I chewed a leaf and stuffed a few, broken into a water bottle. It relaxed me, but didn't make me horny. If it did, there was only me to take care of it.

I woke to birds singing, not chirping, really singing. You could hear the call and return call. Some guy was going to get fucked this morning, not me this time! I had a couple of Tutu's banana cakes for breakfast and a big pull on my damiana water. Kimo was right, it's very invigorating and only makes you horny when you want to be. I was back on the road before traffic was starting up, only a couple of delivery trucks passed me for about an hour, then the cars, eventually, never-ending waves of cars showed up.

Today was hotter than yesterday, at least I thought it was. After I was about eight miles along, I was sweating pretty hard. It was soon going to be break time.

I came upon a falls that was maybe 70 feet sheer drop into a large pool that you could barely see from the road. I decided to go for a swim. There was no one here, no place to park because this was a particularly treacherous part of the Road to Hana. Once I reached the pool, I stripped and laid my clothes over a bush to dry a bit. I had my swim suit, but didn't wear it. I jumped in bare ass. It was cool, maybe 75 degrees, but nice. The closer I got to the falls, the louder the roar of the water became, it was almost deafening. I swam under the falls and nearly drowned under the pummeling. It was all I could do to upright myself, and I'm a good swimmer. There was a ledge under the water behind the falls I could stand on. As loud as the falls was on the outside, you could barely hear it in here.

"Hello."

"Is someone in here?"

"You, of course, and me."

"I can't see anything."

"Wait, you will be able to in a bit."

"Can you see me? I'm naked."

"I know, so am I."

"Where are you?"

"Just take a couple of steps toward my voice. There's a rock ledge in front of you. I'm laying on it."

I took two steps, my foot hit the wall and I fell forward. My hand landed on his crotch, his cock was hard."

"I'm sorry."

"No need to be. I was hoping we'd get around to that. Climb up." He helped me.

We introduced ourselves. He was Hiram, but went by Hi. "Climb back up here, it's a rock, but not uncomfortable. I did, he spooned me then grabbed my cock. I rolled over and did a joint jerk with our cocks together while he played with my balls. I was bigger than he was, but it worked. He came first, I guess he was in there playing with himself for a while, but when I felt his pulsing spasms next to my cock, I blew my load too.

"What do we do with this stuff?"

"Nothing, it washes out. I've been coming here for five years and probably have dumped a couple of quarts of cum in here. It goes somewhere."

"You want to catch some lunch." Hiram asked?

"Thanks, but I've got stuff in my backpack."

"Camping food, yech," he said., "I mean real food."

"Where, I haven't seen a restaurant since I left Hana?"

"My campsite, a quarter of a mile away by foot path, or six miles if you want to walk it by road. It's clothing optional. Men generally don't wear anything, some women wear bikini bottoms. There's a really good restaurant, but you have to be a registered guest to use it. I am."

We got out of the falls a safer way. I went and got my clothes and started to dress when Hiram said. "In five minutes you won't need those, and the warm air will dry you off. We got to his campsite. His tent actually blocked the trail to the falls, so unless you knew it was there, you'd never see it. There were maybe a hundred or so people milling around, almost all naked. People of all ages, I guess from eighteen to eighty. "Put your stuff in there and grab your shorts or undies, you can't eat on the Lanai bare-butt." The food was very good, it was a cold bar, but excellent. There were about ten different types of open-faced tea sandwiches, from cucumber sandwiches to smoked mahi-mahi and cream cheese on a baby bagel., and just about every fruit or veggie you could think of in between (well, not really.) There were three cold salads, Hawaiian fruit, potato salad and pineapple slaw, and desserts. I grabbed four sandwiches, but by the time I added salad to my plate they were gone, I grabbed four more.

A young man, about my age came to our table, introduced himself as Damien, and asked if we wanted cocktails. "I don't have any money with me," I said to Hiram.

"Wouldn't do you any good anyway. You've got to have these" He opened a small box of what looked like pop beads, he had hundreds, they called them pearls. Here they are money you can wear around any part of your body you want, neck, waist, wrist, cock. The young man was wearing the Lanai uniform. The umbrellas, napkins, and server swim briefs (very tight, low-rise and cock enhancing) all matched in an island fabric, light green background, with a varied darker green tropical vegetation print. Hi opened his box and showed the server. "Geeze!" the server said, "you've even got red ones, (the color changes every year, red was the very first year), how long have you been coming here?"

"Longer than you've been jacking off," Hiram said.

He cupped and jiggled his privates very seductively, and said, "I doubt that, sir." I ordered a double Mai-tai on the sour side; Hiram had a double rum sunrise. When the drinks came, they were big and strong. When the young man came back, I asked him, "Do you guys ever have fun with the patrons?"

"Touching a guest is the fastest way to lose your job. Some do, and some go off-site to mess around. Management finds out, you're out of a job. We have fun together among ourselves. We have a small village behind the kitchen. I get a bit of a feeling that you're hitting on me, but you now know I can't. If a guest wants to grab a casual grope, we can't control that. "Hi, can I have one or two of those to tip him, I'll pay you back."

"You can't give me those, it's just plastic to me, we aren't allowed to use them."

"Tips are included, sir. We get a decent wage and a share of our service, but thank you.

"It's not all him, I think he's packing in the briefs, probably sewn in." I said

Hi asked, "Are you done with lunch?"

"I'm super full, but I want another of those little pork pies, and a guava turnover."

`They serve three meals a day like this?" I asked.

"Four today, there's a Luau show tonight."

"Before we leave here, are you going to stay with me tonight or go? It will be too late by the time the luau's over to hit the road."

"I hadn't been asked."

"You just were."

"Yeah, I'll stay, but the thought of never eating ever again is crossing my mind."

"You will, the Luau is a hot bar unlike lunch. It's all pupu (Hawaiian/Chinese/Japanese appetizers). The umbrellas will be gone and each table will have a tiki torch surrounded by a flowering ginger bouquet. It's pretty nice."

"I asked now so I can reserve a table up here on the Lanai before they're all gone. You don't reserve a seat, you reserve a table." Hiram called the waiter and gave him twelve pearls to reserve a good table. Then Hiram gave me a gentle push in the belly and said, "You want to sleep some of that off?"

"Sounds like a real good idea." In his tent, which had fly screen walls all the way around it, we laid down, played tongue tag for a while , then sucked each other off. We didn't 69, with all the gear in the tent it would have been difficult. We tagg teamed. I had never done head-hopping before. Switching back and forth was interesting (That word can mean so many things.) It has it's disadvantages but it's major plus is you don't have to split your attention between sucking a cock while yours is being sucked. It took longer than a mutual blow job, but it was just as good in the end. Then we took a nap. We started to spoon, but it was too damn hot.

I woke with Hi checking out my body with his eyes. "You want some fun,"he asked?

"I thought we just had some, but honestly, I don't think I have another one in me."

"Twice in a few hours takes a lot out of a man, I know what I got out of you."

"No, this is fun you can have out there, the waterfall. The waterfall was spectacular. It wasn't like the other one. This ran down the face of a long sloping cliff. Lots of water, but no drop offs until you hit the splash pool. "There are two launching stations," said Hi," one at forty feet and one at eighty-five. The higher one is way better, but you have to climb a hundred stairs to get to it. You'll only want to do it once. There are signs that show you how to protect yourself, DO IT!" We made it to the top. "Pay attention to that," Hi said pointing to a sign. It was fairly graphic. Women had to cover their boobs and head, men their balls and head. Watch me," said Hi. It was monitored by a naked guard to make sure there were no collisions on the way down, the woman at the lower launch pad and the man on ours had hand signals between them. Hi sat in a small rill by the launch pad that fed the main flume. The guard said, "Ready? Hi gave a thumbs up (also on the sign). In five seconds he was racing down the hill at maybe fifteen miles an hour. We met in the splash pool, and it was a splash. "That was great, beat the hell out of me, but felt good," I said.

"Again," he asked?

"No!"

"What else do you do around here besides eat and fuck?"

"Ain't that enough? Well, I like to watch and play water volleyball. There's a sand lot court, but it's kind of tame, a lot of jiggling boobs and cocks. I prefer pool volleyball. Women generally don't play it because it's a lot more vigorous, kind of like water polo. What's to watch, you may ask? There's an underground pool bar so you can see what's going on beneath the water. Soft drinks are all complimentary, gotta pay for alcohol. I like to watch buoyant cocks and balls flopping around in the water, the glass wall magnifies them. You can also tell who's getting happy by watching naked men sitting at the bar, as well as the guys in the water."

"You are a horny devil, Hi."

"Like you're not?"

"Isn't that illegal, "I asked. One guy had seriously grabbed another and pulled him under the water by his junk.

"Nothing's illegal; and that, it's the best part of the game regardless of which man you are."

We had a nice afternoon, watched water volleyball. We got hit on by some older dudes, but I wasn't ready for that at my age (fucking your father!); I don't know about Hiram. In the heat of the afternoon, we went back to the big falls we met in, but just lay together on the ledge, no sex.

"Want to hit the gift shop before luau, they've got some neat stuff. You need at least a swim suit and a shirt in the shop, it's open to the public on the other side, and you can use a credit card. It wasn't large, but it was wall to wall with stuff, from the five dollar, suddenly you get home with it and wonder why you bought it, to a $1,700 blown glass sculpture of mermaids and mermen swimming around a coral reef. They had the swimsuit that Damien wore. It came in three styles, regular, padded (Damien's I thought), and one that could take a foam genital insert, sold separately. I picked up a regular one for me, another for Hiram. And a third I was going to send to Kimo with a picture of me a little plumped and packed in the basket.

The luau:

Hi and I were wearing the new swim suits. It started with the Imu (underground oven)) roast Kalua pig ceremony, Six men carried a gutted pig and prepared the Imu. They were wearing malos like Kimo did last night, in the local print; I guess they weren't nude because they were preparing food. A large crowd gathered around them , mostly nude, clapping to the rhythm of the drummer beating on a hollow log. We wouldn't be eating that pig tonight, but it was interesting to watch. There would be tons of food up here, Hi said.

Damien greeted us as soon as we sat down.

"Is this your table, Damien" asked Hi.

"It is now, but it wasn't. When I saw you registering at lunch I swapped with Dolf."

"Who's Dolf," I asked?

Damien pointed to a tall blond well-built Scandinavian looking young man. In a swim brief that was obviously not padded. "Can you swap back," I asked.

"Don't take this wrong , sir, but go fuck yourself. He can't do it for you either, and I pretty sure he doesn't anyway."

"Just kidding, Damien, he's no prettier than you and I'm sure a lot less charming. Besides, you would do it if you could I think." Damien smiled and winked.

"All is forgiven. Do you to want to continued your beverage choice. The first drink is complimentary with the luau."

When Damien brought the drinks, I was resting against the deck rail and asked him to put my drink next to me. He walked around to the side table and leaned over the bench to put it down. I grabbed a big handful of his crotch. "I'm flattered sir," Damien said, "but please don't do that again."

"I thought you'd like it, you practically asked for it."

Speaking softly Damien said, "I hope my boss didn't hear that. What I said earlier was for my boss's benefit. Yes, I liked it, I won't stop you from doing it again."

When he walked away I turned to Hi and said, "I was wrong."

"Don't beat yourself up about that, I thought of doing it too." said Hi.

"Not copping a feel, I was wrong about Damien, he's not padded that's all him. Dolf is small change compared to what I just grabbed."

"Gentlemen, we have two young men who would like to sit on the Lanai, but the only seats we have are at your table. They seem to be the sort of men you would like. Would you care to meet them?" Hi looked at me with a questioning expression. "You bought the table, Hi, go check them out."

I looked around but didn't see anyone. Hi went to the gate on the Lanai and two guys about my age stepped up, apparently twins. They were both gingers, but not Ronald McDonald redheads, it was a russet red. They didn't have pinkish white skin either, they had nice light tans. If that's who want's to sit here, let them have the whole fucking table, Hi! We might end up using it for that anyway. I got up, I had to go over with Hi. If he said no, I'd have to kill him.

"You didn't waste any time getting here. Guys this is Jeff. I haven't even found out who you are yet."

" I'm Blain and I'm Blair", then they said in unison, " Stewart."

"Can your parent's tell you apart?"

"Anyone can," said Blain, "at least Jeff can. "If you look against my nose under my left eye you can see a brown scar. Blair doesn't have one. When we were five Blair tried to kill me."

"I did not, I just wanted to mark you so we'd be different."

"Well you did, and it hurt. Just remember, guys, Blain rhymes with pain."

"You guys have the same Scottish lilt, are you from Scotland?"

"No we're first generation U.S. but our parents and grandparents are native Scotts. Scottish and Gaelic (when they didn't want us to know what they were saying) were spoken at home, we learned both."

"Are you guys here with family?"

"Yes," said Blair.

"Dammit, bro, sometimes you are so stupid it hurts my DNA."

"Yes, guys, we're here with family, each other."

"Will you share your table with us, I'm hungry," said Blair.

"Oh my achin' genes," said Blain. "We'd gladly pay for our half."

I put my hand on Hi's shoulder and dug my nails into his neck.

"Table's already paid for, and we'd be delighted to have you as our guests."

Back at the table, Hi asked, "Do you want to sit together or split up and sit with us."

Blain spoke up, "I have to sit with him all the time, sitting with someone else would be a relief."

"Who want's to sit with whom."

"Let's just sit as we're standing." Blair sat with me and Blain sat with Hi.

Blair said, "Wow, you guys have the catbird seat for the stage show."

"I planned it that way," said, Hi.

Damien came and took their drink orders. "Welcome, gentlemen, can I bring you a cocktail?"

"We don't have our ID's with us." said Blair. Blain just raised his hand to his forehead.

"I don't believe I asked, sir. The first cocktail is complimentary with the table."

"Let them have it, it's their table."

"From my perspective," said Damien, "it's your table too, they already have their complimentary beverage."

Not too surprisingly they both ordered an imported Scotch. Also not surprising, Blain ordered four-fingers, neat. Blair ordered a double (the same thing) on the rocks. While Damien was away Dolf brought two small hibachi charcoal braziers, explaining that they were to be used to rewarm hot food from the buffet. Damien brought the drinks and asked me and Hiram if we wanted another, we were fine for now.

Blair spoke up, "So are you guys gay?"

Blain took a big pull on his Scotch and said, "Well, where the fuck do we go from here?"

Blair continued, "I know Jeff is, he couldn't keep his eyes off the waiters, especially their cocks. I don't know about Hi."

"Shit, Blair! Guys, I don't have a brother."

"Well, Blain, you and I are."

"I guess that's where we go from here."

I asked," So you are both gay, are you just gay or gay together"

"The cards are all on the table," said Blain. "Yes, we are gay together, we've been messing with each other probably since we were in mom's womb."

"I guess that makes all of us." said Hi.

Blair moved closer to me, our legs "accidentally" touched from time to time. When telling stories, he often put his hand on my thigh.

The maître d' announced, "The full Lanai buffet is open." We all ate like pigs, except for Blair who was one.

Again, the maître d' spoke. The dinner buffet will close in ten minutes" Blair was up immediately. The maître d' continued," The dessert buffet will remain open until closing this evening. Walk carefully, during the performance the lights will be dimmed and there will only be foot lighting on the lanai." Blain came back with a plate so full of food you'd think it was his first.

Blair made a sandwich out of a dinner roll and Kahlua pork, took a big bite. With his mouth half full he said to his brother. Do you want to or should I?"

"I'll do it, Blair, I'm afraid to hear what you might say. Hi, Jeff, thank you for having us as your guests this evening. We can't repay you and won't even try. Would you guys be interested in spending the evening with us in our camper?"

Hi and I looked each other in the eye, each trying to read the other's mind. Hi finally spoke up, "I'm not really understanding what you're asking, Blain."

"Blair started to speak out when Blain said rather loudly. "Will you never learn when to shut up?

"Guys, what we're offering is the opportunity for you to spend the night with us and us to spend the night with you. Whatever comes of that we, each of us, will decide."

I looked at Hi. Just in case he wasn't reading my mind I kicked him hard under the table. Had he been sitting further forward on his bench it could have hurt.

"That's very neighborly of you, Blain, Blair. We'd be happy to join you." I added, "It would be our pleasure."

Blair looked at his brother. Pointing his last gnawed rib bone at me, said, "That' what I was going to say, Blain."

The stage lit up, the lights dimmed and music started. The lanai went dark and Blair's greasy hand, which had been on my leg, went straight to my crotch.

There was some singing and stage banter, four women came on stage in leis and grass skirt and did some "lovely hula hands" type stuff. Then six hunky Hawaiian men wearing the island-print malo, ti-leaf crowns and nothing else marched onto the stage. The tempo of the lovely hula music swelled to a near frantic pace and the men started to do a man's hula. It was just like what Kimo did to me. I had an ache deep in my gut and got misty eyed. "You like that, don't you Jeff?" said Blair. "I can tell."

"You don't know the half of it, Blair."

"I may not, but the half I do know is damn happy." He got more energetic down there.

Shortly the men turned around so you could see their tight butts writhing to the beat. They turned again and all six malos fell to the stage. What their cocks and balls were doing to the beat of the drums was astonishing. If they weren't inured to it, that would be just brutal on the nuts. The emcee started closing the show. I turned to Blair and said he had to pull his hand back. The lights came back up and Damien said last call for cocktails.

Everyone stood up but me. I said, "I can't stand up right now, it'll take a minute or so. You guys go on ahead." They sat back down. "Blair!" is all that was said.

Once everything was in acceptable order ( thank you Mrs. Groeber.) We all left.

We followed the twins back to their camper, Blair said to his brother, "You won't believe what Jeff has in that speedo!" I guess we weren't supposed to hear, but we did. I sort of whispered to Hi. "I've got to leave early in the morning. Do you want to take them to the waterfall tomorrow?"

"No."

Blain asked, "Do you want to sit out here or go inside where it's cooler and less humid?"

It was pretty clear what he wanted to do, and totally obvious what Blair wanted. Once inside, Blain asked if we'd like something to drink, soda, fruit juice or something stronger?

"I've never tasted scotch whiskey, do you have any?" said Hi.

Blair said something, in Scottish I guess, I don't know what it meant but it sounded like "Of course we do, you damn fool!"

"Blended or single malt?"

"I don't even know what that means."

"Glenn Fiddich it is, but if you want it over ice, you'll get blended. I won't let Blair drink the good stuff."

Blain went to get the drinks. Blair said, "Make yourselves comfortable." Kind of weird since all any of us were wearing were swim briefs, t-shirts and flipflops.

I looked at Hi, he nodded, we knew why we were here. We started to take off our t-shirts. Before they cleared our heads Blair was totally naked.

Blain came back in. Handing out drinks, he glared at his brother and said, "We are in a bit of a hurry, aren't we?" He dimmed the lights in the camper then slipped his clothes off.

"Do you know how to drink this?

"I guess like Maui Momi," I answered.

"How do you know, you're not from Maui?."

"I have a friend."

Hi added, "I am from Maui."

"Yeah, it's pretty much the same, but with smaller sips." Said Blain.

"There is another way you can tell us apart." said Blair," We can't, but you can, and we didn't know it until about three years ago when a friend told us. When we've got boners our cocks are almost identical, but our circumcision scars are different. We`ve seen each other's cock thousands of times, but we can't see our own. Do you want me to show you?"

"Not especially," I answered, Hi just waved it off.

Blair spoke up, "Getting all four of us together at once, and since we're all naked I guess we're going to, is problematic. How about we pair up, two get the real bed and two get the sofa bed. After 20 minutes we'll switch.

Jeff, you take the bed, Hi the couch. Blain turned off the light, all we could see is shadows from the moonlight coming through the window. One twin crawled into bed with me. "Say something so I'll know who you are."

"Like what?"

"Hello Blair, do you want to play with my guy some more?"

He jacked me off for a while, then I asked," Do you want to try something else, what do you do with your brother?"

"This."

I flopped over and put his cock in my mouth and started to suck. "I can't do that, you're too big."

"Just suck on the head, it's no bigger than the meatballs you were popping in your mouth all night."

Once I got him started he did fine, a little on the clumsy side, but he was fun.

Blain called out, "Switch partners."

Blair kissed me good bye, nice touch. He left and another man crawled in.

"Hi?"

"Were you expecting a twin? "

"Kind of."

"I just had a twin, but I don't know who."

"It had to be Blain, if it were Blair you'd know."

"If you want Blain, I can get him."

"No, Hi, I want you. You're familiar, I like that."

"Hi was a good fuck in his tent, but I had never had him in a bed. In bed he was real good."

Blain called out, "Switch." To make sure I got who I wanted, I said, "Stay there Blain, I'm coming over."

When I neared the couch, Blain reached out to me and said, "Just stand there." He had his hands all over me, he pinched my tits like a crab, tight. It hurt a little but it felt better than it hurt.

"I see what Blair meant about what you had in your suit." He started to suck me, took a couple of more inches of me than Blair did, but Blair didn't try,

"There's another way to tell which of you is which." I said.

"I know, it's what I thought Blair was going to say instead of how we're cut. You can that way, but you have to see our guys side by side. Nobody ever does.' We both have our own way of sucking cock, some men prefer his way, some mine."

"Neither is really any better," I said, "but you're different. In the dark, which I guess we are, I could tell which of you is sucking me. You do an amazing thing with your tongue, Blair is more lips, and a lot more vacuum."

"Switch," called Blair `and I get the bed, I'm the only one who hasn't had it."

Hiram spoke up. "Fuck this damn switching. I just get going then I have to change partners. I say everyone on the bed. Who's with me?"

We all jumped into the bed, Hi was the last one in.

"Ain't this cozy?" said Blair. Somehow we managed a four man blow job with no one falling out of bed. We rotated and we sucked the guy who was sucking us. Having my cock jump from Blain to Blair and back accentuated the differences in their techniques."

"Do you guys, fuck?" I said.

"Isn't that what we've been doing?" said Blair.

"I mean really fuck, cock up the ass fuck."

"Yeah, Blair doesn't like getting, he will but it's not his hot button. He really likes giving, which works well for me."

"Choo-choo time! Blair you can be the caboose, no one does you, Blain you're the steam engine. You don't do anyone."

"That's okay, I've got my hands." "Hi and me will be boxcars in the middle." We built the train starting with Blain. I pushed into him, I was very careful, this thing can hurt. "Just put in in, Jeff. I can take it, all of it." He did without a whimper. Hi, penetrated me. Then Blair mounted him. We all knew when he had done it.

"Okay, guys full speed ahead. There's some bumpy track ahead so grab hold of hips of the man in front of you. Open it up guys, full throttle."

"Blain added, "Noone pulls out until everyone cums, including me."

I really like these cluster fucks, haven't done near enough of them. Blair was one hell of a caboose. When he slammed his groin into Hiram's ass it reverberated through the whole train. We did that for a long time, longer than you might expect, because of Blain's command. We came, but had to keep going until the other guys did. By the time the third guy was about to erupt, the first guy was almost ready again. I shot two loads into Blain. I know Hi put three in me. I don't know about the twins. But from Blairs vocalizations, he's a loud cummer, he may have had four or more.

"I hate to break this up guys, I really do. But I've got to be out early in the morning. You guys can keep this up all night if you want .

I got up to move to the sofa bed, Blair chose to come with me. Before we crawled in, Blair kissed me, long but not erotically this time.

"Good night, Jeff, it has been, hasn't it."

"It has been a very good night, Blair, but now I need to sleep. I spooned into Blairs lap, with his arms around me.

"Sunrise came early, I awoke still wrapped in Blair's arms, it felt good. I had to get up, but not immediately.

I rolled over to see if I could get out from under his arm without waking him.

"Hiram! Where's Blair?"

"He missed his brother and came and kicked me out of bed."

"I'm glad, Hi. I wanted to be able to say Aloha to you before I left."

"Kiss me, Hi." "No, really kiss me." He did.

"Do you have time for this, Jeff?"

"Kiss yes, fuck no."

I put on what little clothing I had; I'd get the rest of my gear at the tent before heading back to the waterfall.

"Aloha, hoa." I said to Hi.

"Aloha nui, Jeff. Have a safe trip."

I walked past the lanai on the way to Hi's tent, Damien was setting things up. He came to the rail. "We're just setting up breakfast. The restaurant's not open yet."

"I'm going to have to miss it, then. I'm heading out early today."

Damien came and opened the gate, "Come on in, I can let you get something. He told me to grab a breakfast pastry or two and asked what I put in my coffee.

"Just coffee."

He brought me a large foam cup of coffee with a lid, and a plastic bag. While I put a couple of rolls and some fruit in the bag and was distracted, Damien gave my cock a serious and prolonged squeeze.

"Thank you, Damien, but what about rules?"

"My boss won't be here for half an hour. You can do me again if you want, and more." I grabbed his junk much more deliberately this time than I did before, and didn't let go.

"Feels good, Jeff is it? Kiss me."

I started to ask him if it was okay, I didn't get a word out. Once my mouth opened, his tongue was in it.

It was a short kiss but deep. "How ..."

"Everything I told you yesterday was for my boss's ears. There won't be any managers here for a while. None of the staff will rat on me.'

"Thank you Damien," I held up the bag and coffee cup, for this and everything, both this morning and yesterday."

"Aloha," said Damien. "Aloha nui," I answered.

*** I hope you've liked the story so far, there's more to cum. If you do I'd like to hear from, you. If you don't like it I NEED to hear from you.

Next: Chapter 3


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