Resurrection

Resurrection Part II

I woke up hearing birds and feeling the sun on my skin. When I opened my eyes I saw trees towering above me, great big oak trees filtering the sun, which peeked out every now and again and warmed my naked skin. I put my hand to my chest, expecting to feel the sticky residue of cum but I was clean. I took a deep breath and smiled. Maybe it was a dream, I thought. I looked around me. I lying on a patch of grass in a oak orchard. I couldn't see past the trees, but I saw that to one side the land rose gradually, and to the other I heard splashing and sensed there was a small creek or river down the slight hill.

But then I noticed the splashing sound wasn't regular, like running water against rocks. It sounded like someone splashing in the water. I stood up, feeling amazingly strong with no aches or pains, and an energy level I hadn't felt in a long time. I made my way down toward the splashing sound to investigate.

I crept to the edge of the pond, which was fed by a stream trickling down the hill. I could see a young man in the water, his longish, curly brown hair wet, his tan body glistening wet in the sun. He was bathing, splashing water on himself and smiling happily. He was beautiful, really. His slim, athletic body had not an ounce of fat on it and was smooth but for a trail of hair from his belly button down to what lay below the water. I felt my cock stir as he turned and walked up to a large flat rock that lay just at the edge of the pond. He climbed up out of the water onto the rock and lay down on his back, closing his eyes and letting the sun dry his skin. He had a nice prick, uncut and rather thick, which lay nestled in his ball sac beautifully. I licked my lips and shook my head, not sure what to do. I didn't even know where I was, or what had happened to my seductive prison guard.

While I was still trying to decide what to do I heard a sound of someone walking through the bushes to one side. The young man heard it to and brought his head up sharply, listening. The rustling stopped for a moment and the boy put his head back down, perhaps writing it off as nothing. But I didn't. I recognized the sound of someone sneaking through the brush, who had made too much noise and was now pausing, hoping his victim would go back to ignoring him. I listened intently and heard another noise, a slight sound to the other side of the boy. It sounded like the boy was being flanked.

Without warning a figure appeared behind the boy, slowly rising from behind a bush. He was a large, brute of a man, heavily muscled and covered in hair. His bearded face showed a sneer as he crept up behind the boy. I watched him as he signaled to one side and the sound of the clumsy sneak resumed, rustling through the bushes and fallen leaves of the oak trees. The boy looked up again, not seeing the towering man behind him. He sat up and his big adversary lunged forward, wrapping his strong arms around the young man's slim body.

The boy shouted and began to struggle. The big guy literally lifted him off the rock and yelled, "A little help here!"

The two people I had heard sneaking through the bushes came quickly then, crashing through the undergrowth loudly and appearing next to the struggling pair. They were of the same ilk as their leader, though not quite as big. All of them were nude, like me, and I saw the three baddies sporting raging hard-ons as they wrestled the boy down.

"Hold him, goddamit," the big guy said. His two buddies pinned the boy down, finally holding him still and allowing the big guy to stand back and admire his catch. "Tasty," he said, laughing.

"Fuckin' A," said one of his companions. The boy whimpered as the big guy reached down and slid a big hand down his chest, over his stomach to his cock and balls.

"A tender little thing, isn't he?" The big guy was nearly salivating.

Jesus, I thought, they're going to rape that kid. I looked at my options. I was across the pond so surprise at this point would take time as I'd have to sneak around to the other side. Plus there were three of them and they weren't little guys, either. But I had to do something!

As I was frozen in place I watched the big guy kneel down and run his crude tongue across the boy's chest, pausing at each nipple. The boy moaned, struggling to get away. I could see his cock was rising, though, and I wondered if he was enjoying this experience.

"How many times we gotta catch this fucker, boss?" asked one of the henchmen.

The big guy shrugged. "Does it matter?" He grabbed the boy's erect cock and pulled the foreskin back. "Lookie here boys, he likes it...don't you boy?"

The boy moaned and lifted his hips off the rock. One of the side kicks leaned down and flicked his tongue over the head of the prick. "I wanna suck him boss, can I?"

"Fuck no," the boss man said. "Now lift his legs."

The two baddies holding the boy down on either side pulled his legs apart and lifted the knees to the boy's chest. The big guy lay down on his stomach, facing the balls and ass of the boy. He grabbed the boy's hips and shoved his face in. The boy groaned and struggled as the big guy rimmed him. "Aw fuck yeah boss eat that ass!"

I took that opportunity to begin my move. I crept around the edge of the pond, staying behind the bushes and out of sight, but I could still see what they were doing. The boss man was going to town on the boy's ass, running his tongue up and down the crack, licking and sucking the balls. I could see the boy turn his head and open his mouth. He whispered something and the baddie he was facing laughed. "Boss, he's begging for my cock!"

"Well give it to him, then," the boss man said, his voice muffled as he pressed his face between the boy's ass cheeks.

"Awright!" The henchman repositioned himself slightly, still holding the boy's leg up he let go of his arm and leaned over the boy's head so his thick, hard cock waved in front of the young man's face. The boy eagerly took the swollen rod into my mouth and the henchman laughed. "Oh he likes it! So do I!" He started to thrust his hips, fucking the boy's face.

"What about me?" asked the other baddie. "Hey boy, the least you could do is jack me!" He let go of the boy's arm also and I saw the young man reach up and grab that henchman's bouncing, swinging cock. While the big boss ate his ass, he sucked one of the men's cocks while jacking the other.

By this time I was near where the boss man had materialized from the bushes. I had come all the way around behind them so I was looking over the boy's head and down his body. I could see the boss man's black hair as he gobbled ass, cock and balls. The man to the right was fucking the boy's face in earnest now, while the other was leaning back on his knees with his head back enjoying the smallish hand that stroked his prodigious pole.

At that point, though, I noticed the boss man stop. His head lifted up and I saw he was looking right at me.

"Who the fuck are you?" he asked.

I didn't say anything as the other two stopped concentrating on the boy and looked up at me as well. Even the boy stopped sucking and lifted his head to look at me. he had big blue eyes and his lips, wet from his saliva, pouted seductively. I took a deep breath.

"Don't worry," I said. "I won't hurt anyone."

The big guy stood up slowly, grinning. "You hear that boys? He won't hurt anyone. Well, Mr. No Hurt, I can't promise the same thing."

I stood still, watching as all three stood up and faced me. The boy lay there for a moment and then he slid over to the water and slipped in. He stopped in the waist deep water and watched us.

"In fact," the boss man said, looking me over, "I think I might like to try you out."

"Wear him out more likely," one of his sidekicks said, grinning.

"Okay," the big guy said. "Get him."

His two friends lunged toward me instantly. But, unfortunately for them, I was ready. And while they were clearly not trained in fighting, I was. The first one to get to me reached out both hands to grab my arm. I lifted my arm in an arch and side stepped him, pushing him to one side. His forward momentum carried him past me and he tripped into the bushes behind me. The other was there and I was less kind to him. I brought my other hand up in a fist, aiming for his exposed throat. He fell instantly, gasping for breath. The big guy was coming next and, like the first one, he reached out to me with both hands. I ducked under them easily, wrapped him up and lifted his considerably weight off the ground, then slammed him down onto his back. Since the other guy was extracting himself from the bush and was about to charge me I simply left the big guy down, knowing the wind had been knocked out of him. I rushed the first attacker, who had just gotten himself out of the bush. I Kicked up between his legs and he gave a hoarse shout of pain. When he leaned down I brought my other knee up to meet his face. He flipped back into the bush, blood spraying everywhere.

Two strong arms encircled me from behind. I reacted instinctually, lowering my body in a squat, twisting around and pushing my right leg behind my attacker I then lunged against him, effectively tripping him over my right knee. We fell to the ground, me on top. I could hear the first attacker again extracting himself from the bush and decided to end it there. I began raining hard hammer fist blows down on the big guy's face until he was clearly unconscious. When I stood up I turned to the bloodied one who had just gotten out of the bush and I kicked him hard in the solar plexis with a front kick, most likely breaking some ribs and sending him back into the bush.

I turned to the boy, "Come on," I said. He was standing in the water, blinking at me in amazement. "Let's get out of here," I said. The guy in the bush was gasping in pain, the big guy was moaning softly as he began to come to, and the other that I had throat punched was lying still, possibly dead from a collapsed larynx. The boy nodded and came out of the water. Grabbing his hand I started walking but he stopped, tugging at my hand.

"This way," he said, softly, pulling at my hand. I followed him, down a small game trail into the woods.

The boy took me to a cave on a cliff side, where he had made a home of sorts. You had to climb up the rocks to get to it, or walk down a game trail, which could be clearly seen from the entrance of the cave. It was hidden, he told me, and the bad guys had yet to find it. His name, he said, was Jon. He was 17 and he had no idea where we were or what had happened to him. His story was similar to mine as it turned out. He woke up in captivity with a large, older man as his captor.

"Let me guess," I said, "he...seduced you?" We were sitting on a rock at the mouth of the cave where we could keep a lookout for the bad guys.

He didn't answer. "Listen, don't worry Jon. I saw you weren't exactly protesting too much to those guys. I don't know, they may have been your friends--"

"No," he said, cutting me off. "Those guys aren't my friends. I don't even know who they are. They're like, right out of a movie or something. Like a prison film. Unreal." Jon shrugged and sighed. "Yeah," he said, softly, referring I could tell to my first question. "It was weird. I dunno where it came from but I just really...wanted it. I mean, I had sometimes fantasized about guys but...did he do the same to you?"

I told Jon about my experience, how my captor had been younger and built like a male model from an underwear ad. His own experience was an older man, graying but in great shape. "He was like my principal in middle school, who I guess I had a crush on sort of."

We were silent for a bit. The sun was still high in the sky. It didn't seem to have moved at all. I looked over at Jon. He was biting his lip and he glanced at me. "I guess I was kind of...enjoying that. Ruiner."

I laughed. "I'm sorry. I wouldn't have enjoyed it. I'm not exactly what you'd call a bottom."

"Oh," he said. "Well...I suppose as the knight in shining armor who won the fight you now can take the spoils for your own."

He was sitting about two or three feet from me and I slid over next to him. I took his face in my hand and kissed his lips. His soft lips parted and invited my tongue, which took advantage and slid in, touching his. I broke the kiss off. "Goddam you are really cute," I said. I looked at him. Jon was what I'd call pretty. Fine boned, full lips, those big blue eyes and curly hair. He smiled at me.

"You're very handsome. Strong."

We kissed again and I felt his small hand slip between my legs and touch my hard cock. His fingers wrapped around me and I moaned as he slowly stroked me.

"You like being a bottom, huh?" I asked. "You like being taken?"

He nodded. I sat back, leaning on my hands. "Suck my cock," I said sternly. Jon leaned forward and I gasped as his warm, wet mouth slid onto my hard pole. "Get it wet, nice and wet," I groaned. I heard him slurping away as his head bobbed. "'Cause I'm gonna fuck you with that cock."

I slid my hand down his back and cupped one of his ass cheeks. He positioned himself so he was lying on his stomach, holding his upper body up with one hand while he sucked my cock and fondled my balls with the other hand. I caressed his ass, pulling the cheeks apart and testing the anus with one finger. It was still wet with the big guy's saliva and I moaned a little. The sight of his round butt twitching, my hand kneeding the flesh, pushed me over the edge a bit.

I pushed him off and stood up. "Get up," I said hoarsely. He stood up. I pulled him into my arms and kissed him again, roughly. My hands cupped his ass, my fingers pushing between his cheeks. I felt his hard cock against my thigh as I was nearly a foot taller than him. Turning him around I knelt down and pulled his ass to my face. I shoved my face between his ass cheeks and began licking his anus hungrily. He arched his back, moaning and I felt his hand delve into my hair and attempt to pull me closer still. My spit mixed with the big guy's spit as I rimmed him. Finally I stood up and put the head of my dick on his pink anus. I pushed slowly, watching my cock spread his anus. I was thick, hard and pulsing as I slipped into him and he moaned.

I felt like an animal. I began to pound into him, quickening my pace until, with a shout, I pressed hard against him and felt my cock explode deep inside. As I stood gasping, hanging onto him I reached around to hold his dick. I noticed it was sticky, as he had cum at some point while I was fucking him.

I finally pulled from him and fell to the rock, still breathing hard. He followed me down, sliding into my arms.

"That was fucking amazing," I whispered. I kissed the top of his curly head. He looked up at me and we kissed tenderly.

"Yes it was," he said. "I never thought I could enjoy something so much."

Lying in the warm sun we dozed off, forgetting everything that had happened up to that moment.