The next morning I woke up hearing both Mark and Brandon outside chit chatting about random stuff. The sun wasn't even up and it had felt like I only slept about 2 hours. As I got up and got dressed I went outside. By this time they had the fire going and were trying to make some coffee. Both boys were sitting in their lawn chairs facing the opening of the tent. When I stumbled outside they both just sat there with their arms resting softly on their lawn chairs and stared at me. Not one word from either of them. I said "Well, good morning fellas". They both replied "morning".
I rushed off into some brush to take my morning piss. I still had a hard-on thinking about what had happened the previous night. I hadn't had time to jack off so I was ready to explode. For a brief second I wondered if I was secluded enough to do it quickly without either of them noticing. But by this time the sun was coming up and as I glanced over my shoulder I noticed both boys staring in my direction. I quickly finished peeing and walked back over to the camp. I looked at Brandon and asked what the game plan was for today, he said "We're going to hunt some turkey." We sat around the campfire waiting on the coffee to finish and there was some awkward silence. I wasn't sure what they were both thinking and I sure didn't want to bring up the subject. So I started talking about how excited I was to hopefully catch a turkey. That got both of them to talking and Brandon got really excited about setting up his new blind and testing out this new turkey caller he had just purchased. We were talking again like we normally did, like nothing had happened the night before.
After we finished our coffee and eating our pre-packaged breakfast, we packed up and headed into the woods. The day was starting to look beautiful. The sun was still coming up, the dew was rising it was cool but not too cold and the birds were chirping. We walked what seemed like an hour or so before Brandon said this was the perfect spot.
We set the blind up in an area of the woods just on the edge of a nice opening of a small field. Probably about half the size of a football field. Brandon couldn't wait to get inside that blind and start using his turkey caller. Once we were inside and all comfortable, looking out the holes in the side searching for turkey, Brandon started using his turkey caller. It was amazing how life-like it sounded. He was really good at working his tongue on that little contraption. All I could wonder was how well he could work that tongue in other places.
After about an hour and a half of looking out the holes in the blind and listening to Brandon turkey call we finally saw a group of about 10 turkey. There was two giant males and about eight hens. All had just came out of the woods opposite of where we were and were walking straight toward us. Brandon motioned for me to grab the gun and start my aim. I kind of looked dumbfounded. I grabbed the rifle and started aiming at the big male that was leading the pack. Mark grabbed his gun and started aiming at the other male that was strutting along behind them. As they crept closer and closer Mark looked at me and whispered that we were going to do a countdown and try to take both of them out at the same time. These turkey were only about 30 feet from the blind at this point and Mark motioned for Brandon to start a countdown to 3 and we would both fire. He put his hand between us and raised one finger at a time. When his third finger went in the air me and Mark both fired a split second after each other. As soon as the rifles went off those turkey went nuts. They were running away, feathers were flying and there were two dead turkey right in front of our blind. All three of us started yelling, we were so excited. High-fives were flying and we couldn't get out of that blind fast enough to get a better look at our kills. Once we were out in the field checking them out we decided to get some photo's to show off to our friends. We all took our turns around the turkey and propped the camera up on my backpack and set the timer so we could all 3 be in the final picture. The pictures all turned out great and now I'd have something to remind me of this awesome hunting trip.
As we were carrying our turkey back to the camp we were discussing our different options for what we wanted to do with these guys. Brandon asked if I was interested in having my turkey taxidermied. I thought that was an awesome idea. Mark wanted to "field dress" his and take it home to cook. When we finally got back to the camp Brandon started preparing the ice chest and plastic bags he had brought so we could preserve these guys for our trip back home. Mark started gathering ropes and knives and was getting ready to field dress his. I saw him throw a rope over a tree and tie the turkey's leggs to one end and hoist the turkey up in the air. Once he had it tied off we started plucking it. My arms were so tired. Those feathers were tough as hell to pull out and it seemed like there were over 5,000 feathers and we plucked for what seemed like hours. The temperature that day had gone up to about 70 degrees and we were sweating. It wouldn't had been so bad if it wasn't so humid that day. It's like the temperature had gone from beautiful to dreadful that day.
After we were done with taking care of both turkey, Brandon suggested we walk down to the small pond on the property and wash up and cool off a little. Instantly light bulbs went off in my head. All I was thinking about was seeing these guys naked again and maybe getting a little play time in. I enthusiastically said "hell yea". And we were off. The walk to the pond was only about 20 minutes, and when we got there I immediately went down to the water to see how cold it was. The water was freezing cold. Not just freezing cold, I mean it felt like there were ice cubes floating in that water. It was COLD. I told both the boys how cold the water was and they didn't even want to test it out before they were both stripped down to their underwear and running for the pool of water. Mark was wearing his normal boxer shorts. I couldn't help but stare at that treasure trail he had that ran straight down his abs into those tight boxer shorts. His cock was bouncing around in those shorts almost like it was asking to be let free. I was hard instantly. Brandon today was wearing boxer-briefs. They clung to his chisel shaped body so tight, it was clear to see everything I had not been able to see the night before. He also had a treasure trail. His was a little darker and just as beautiful as Mark's. His cock jumping around in those boxer-briefs was crying for some attention. I could tell Brandon was semi-hard as he was running for that pond. I started taking off clothes too but before I could both boys were in the water head first and back out before I even got my pants unbuttoned. They were both chivering so bad trying to get dried off and get their clothes back on. We started heading back to camp and both of them were still freezing. Once we got back to camp they wanted to get in the tent and get some blankets on to warm up.
Both boys went in the tent and I could hear them undressing and I saw them flinging their wet clothes out of the tent at super speed. I gathered them up and laid them along the sides of the truck hoping they would dry off. I wanted to be in that tent so bad, but didn't want to be obvious so I just sat down in the lawn chair in front of the burnt-out camp fire and listened as they were both making shivering sounds and getting their blankets all in order. Once the rustling calmed down Brandon called out asking where I was. I yelled to them that I was sitting out here enjoying the scenery. Brandon then told me I needed to get in there to help warm them up. What did he mean?
I was still hard from the scene from earlier and I was ready to get in that tent. I darted for the tent and once i was inside I started to lie down between them. Mark stopped me and said I needed to get undressed first. I started taking off my clothes and Mark told me to do it slower. I was a little embarrassed at this point. I don't have a nice body and I've never done a "strip tease" for anyone so I wasn't sure exactly what to do. I started taking off my vest again, this time slower. Both boys were staring at me. Mark had a grin on his face, and Brandon just had a blank stare. I was embarrassed really in front of Mark. Brandon was the one I was embarrassed in-front of. I left my t-shirt on and started taking off my boots, then my socks. After that I started taking off my pants. As I was pulling them down, Mark was tugging at the legs trying to help me. I finally had them off. After I removed my t-shirt I started to lay down and this time Brandon stopped me, and said "Take it all off". This time he had a smile on his face. So I took off my underwear and finally laid down in-between these two beautiful guys.
I laid on my back, unsure what to do next. Brandon motioned for me to turn to my side and face Mark. As I did this Brandon scooted up behind me and started spooning with me. I felt his semi-hard cock rest against my ass-crack. His left arm went under my neck and his right arm started hugging me.
He made a moaning sound and said "oh yes this is much warmer". Mark then turned facing away from me and scooted against me so I was spooning him. He grabbed my right arm and pulled it over his chest and he made the same moaning and said "yea this is much better than blankets". I couldn't believe what I had gotten myself into. This was perfect! I was still rock hard and I could feel Mark grinding his ass up against my cock. It felt amazing. As he kept grinding into me I decided to do the same to Brandon, just a little to see what his reaction was. I felt his cock grow almost instantly when I started grinding on him. He soon started thrusting his hips on his own and his cock was nestled nicely in the crack of my ass. His pre-cum lubed my crack nicely and he started moaning with every thrust he made. I reach down and started rubbing Mark's cock. This made him start to moan as well. He was still grinding on my cock with his ass and I was making little moaning sounds myself.
After doing this about 5 minutes, Mark said "It's my turn" and had me turn over and face Brandon. As I did this I expected Brandon to turn around too but he just laid there face to face with me. Mark started spooning me and rest his cock in my crack now. I reach down and started jacking Brandon off.
Both boys were still moaning and I could barely focus with Mark so close to my hole. I wanted him to stick it in, but was also scared. I had never had anything in my ass before, but knew I wanted it. I guess if this was going to be my first time Mark was perfect because his cock wasn't too wide, it was just very long.
After doing this for a couple minutes I felt Mark scoot back and I heard him spit. Then I felt his finger pressing against my hole. When he penetrated my hole for the first time with his finger, electricity shot through my body. It didn't hurt like I had expected, it felt liberating. He did this for a couple seconds then I felt him put 2 fingers in at the same time. This hurt a little more, but it still felt amazing. I could feel him spreading his fingers apart, getting my ass ready for his cock. I was ready, Brandon could tell I was getting nervous because I kept slowing down on his cock and would stop every time Mark would make a big move. At that point Brandon took a queue and reach down and started jacking me off. I closed my eyes and just laid my head down on the pillow in ecstasy. Finally I heard Mark spit once more and this time instead of feeling his fingers on my hole. I felt his cock creeping closer and closer to my hole. His cock head was just resting there, waiting on either him to push or me to back up. It was there ready for the next step. Mark asked if I was ready, I said yes. He slowly started pressing against me, stopping every once in a while to get my reaction and when he saw I was ready he would go in a little more. It took me a few minutes before I was able to take his whole cock in my ass and the only reason I knew was I felt his balls resting against my ass-cheek. He started picking up the pace a little bit and going a little faster. I kept jumping as he would thrust into me and with Brandon still jacking me off it almost felt like I was thrusting into Brandon's hand as Mark was thrusting into my ass. It hurt and felt amazing at the same time. I had always dreamt of this moment, probably not necessarily in a tent, but this was just as perfect. I knew I was getting close to shooting my load and I told Brandon. He completely shocked me when he scooted around and put his mouth over my cock. The second I felt his warm lips wrapped around my cock I shot my load. I felt my ass tighten up around Mark's cock at the same moment and with one final thrust in my ass Mark shot his warm load. I felt every drop of his cum unleash into my ass.
It was so warm and was the most amazing feeling in the world. Brandon had jacked himself off and came seconds after Mark and I had. I felt his cum shoot over my legs as he moaned and was licking his lips and milking my cock dry. Mark kept his cock in my ass a few more seconds before pulling out and falling flat on his back. I felt his cum dripping from my ass, the closest thing I could find was a sock to try and gather as much of it out of my ass as I could then I turned over and laid down on my back. Brandon followed suit. All three of us were still panting when Brandon said "Today was an exhausting day, guess we should catch a nap". All three of us nodded off, still naked covered in drying cum.I later found out that Brandon and Mark had planned the whole pond excursion and pretending to be freezing cold just to get me naked and into the tent. I knew it was too good to be just a coincidence but I was happy because they both wanted me enough to surprise me with the most amazing hunting trip ever.
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