The following is a work of fiction, fantasies designed to excite the flesh as well as the mind. I appreciate comments and suggestions.
The couple from Cabin 4 were in the classroom, suitably dressed as teachers. Each man was servicing their own `student,' Daniel and Mike both appropriately dressed in t-shirts and jocks, and gym shorts which now lay around their ankles. From the garage I head a familiar voice "lick that slimy dick, you got my nuts churning. Yeah, keep sucking that good, hard meat." The jeans were replaced with a pair of overalls, the man at his feet I'd seen earlier with the daddy. "You like playing with your dong while sucking my jock-cock, don't you?"
In the orgy room sat Daddy, not touching his swollen crank, watching a video of two young twinks having phone sex, the volume thankfully turned down too low to hear much. The twins were sitting against the wall, stroking their shafts alternating between watching the movie and Bryan getting a mouthful from the 10 incher from upstairs. Buck came in and sat next to me, hand in my lap.
"So how many times has your cum-pump exploded today?" He asked me. Noting the look I gave him, he added, "and don't bother telling me to kiss your ass, I will with pleasure. Just before you slide down on my bull-dick." He coaxed a generous about of my natural lube and rubbed it around my hole. The tip of his finger slipped in.
"I haven't shot off today." I said, sighing as his finger slipped in to the knuckle. The twins watched us hopefully.
We saw Loren get up to skunk Bryan's upturned tail just as Mike and Daniel walked in followed by the couple. Seeing the two be-jocked studs, Daddy went toward them placing a hand on each mound, feeling their swollen dicks.
Buck stood, pulling me up with him. "Half an hour more," he told me. "I can't wait longer than that."
The couple now sat against the opposite wall jerking each other, Daddy was getting serviced by Mike in the front, Daniel from behind.
Luke lay flat with legs spread stroking his big Italian sausage. I crouched between his legs, licking up along his inner thigh. He smiled at me through half closed eyes. I moved up to taste the sweat from his fuzzy, bull balls. When his legs spread further, I swallowed one tasty nut. He sighed, a long, low moan and pulled his knees forward. I got a good look at his hairy crack, the tight puckered ring winking at me. I dove, working my wet tongue back and forth, washing him until the tight bud slowly began to open. He put his hand on the back of my head trying to push more of my tongue in the opening. "Lick my hole good!" He cooed.
"Taste good, doesn't it?" Loren asked. I felt him playing between my butt-cheeks. A finger-tip tickled my tense opening, then his hot, wet breath. He rimmed me while I feasted on his brother's furry ass. After I few minutes I couldn't ignore Luke's steely bat, skin back, velvety head leaking for action. As I swallowed the pole, I jammed two fingers into his now gaping hole. He leapt, pushing my face down to his groin with a loud roar. He pumped my face wildly as I slid another finger up his butt.
He soon pulled away from me. "Too close." He managed to say between gasps.
I rolled away, my asshole hot and twitching. Loren is good. The man sucking the mechanic was getting a hot, deep, plowing from Daddy as Bryan feed him his over-swollen prick. Mike creaming his load on Daniel's jock covered face. It was probably early but I headed toward the garage.
In the dungeon, Jackson was leisurely watching a video in leather vest that barely covered the huge, defined pecs. His rippled abdomen rose and fell, his 7 inch blond cock pulsed, shaft thick as Buck's at the base only, then thinning with a curve upward - a perfectly shaped mushroom cap. He smiled up at me, flexing his prick. "I'll get your ass." He said, smiling.
I stood in front of him, his fingers running the length of my erection, down between my legs. I stopped him by dropping to my knees and sucking his prick to the base quickly and stood back up. "Yeah, but it'll be sloppy seconds." I told him.
"Suits me." I heard him say.
I opened the door to the garage. Buck lay back in the front seat, smiling as I entered. Though I knew it was futile, I shut the door hoping for a few minutes of privacy.
"Looks like you've been getting my horse ready to ride." I eyed his dick, hard and horny. "Why didn't you tell me you were waiting?"
"I got ready watching you wriggle you little ass in Loren's face. Now how about you get over here and spit-shine my horse- cock, getting time for some bronco riding." He sat up on the back of the seat as I devoured his dick. Tasting the juicy head, lips stretching down the fat shaft. Spit dripped from the sides of my mouth as I choked on his monster. I was able to get in 10 minutes of hot, uninterrupted, sucking.
"They're all gonna miss the show." I told him.
"Good," he said, spreading his bulky body along the seat. "Now how about you let me finish where Loren left off, make sure your hole's hot and ready." I sat my ass down on his waiting face, feeling his tongue.my mouth back down on his rammer.
Seconds later, the door opened. Buck and I scrambled to get up, I hit my head on the steering wheel as the gang piled in. Jackson took up a position on the hood, the twins on either side. Bryan, Mike, Daniel, even the couple followed them standing around the car.
Buck settled back down, I swallowed him to the root as he fingered my ass, stretching me open. Jackson whispered something to one of the twins. I glanced up, all three palming straining erections. I heard another side whisper, then Buck's booming voice. "Okay, house rules for the next half hour - our until we leave this room, the next person that makes a comment or tries to give us any direction gets escorted off the property, permanently. Including you," he glared at Jackson. "Looks to me like there's enough horny dick here that needs attention." He guided my face down to his balls. "And anybody decides to touch either one of us, the FIRST thing you'll lose is a hand." His head fell back as I chewed his nuts and clamped my fingers on his left tit.
The next few minutes, there was silence except Buck's appreciative sighs. I slathered my way up his hot pole, his chest, biting his nips. "Ready to ride, Cowboy?" He asked loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Don't know, am I?" I asked him, guiding his hand to my ass, feeling three fingers slide easily up my canal.
"Yep," he said guiding me onto his swollen fuck-meat. "It's show-time." Holding onto my hips, he pushed me all the way down.
I hollered, screamed, swore. I grabbed his hair. "Nghh." I couldn't talk, it hurt, so much pain. My skin felt cold, clammy. He suckled my tit, licked damply across my skin, my neck. I luxuriated in the spreading warmth. His wet mouth on my ear.
My head fell against his, my mouth at his ear. "You'll pay for that." I managed to say. "Sweetheart." I added.
He covered my face with kisses in apology, careful not to move beyond flexing his cock. I moved up on his shaft an inch, wincing in pain then fell back down. I closed my eyes shutting everything out, my entire being concentrated on my relaxing my ass-muscles. The room was quiet beyond the slap of flesh-on- flesh. My flaccid prick started to rise again when I started an unhurried ascent, my sphincter gripping his rigid organ. Almost raising off him, I crushed my bone against his chest, hair prickling my inflamed dick-head. The only noises were a few simpering moans and men whacking off.
I plunged back down barely hitting bottom then lifting up again, then again and again. Buck let me set the pace for a few minutes then starting hunching into me. After another five or so minutes I whispered in his ear, "Now its show time!"
I got up and turned, my feet on the edge of the seat, knees resting on the dash and holding onto the top of the windshield for balance. Buck took a few hot swipes of my ravaged hole while I watched Jackson jerk his hammer, the twins each gnawing a nipple. Buck got up and slammed his battering ram all the way up my chute. Someone was moaning loudly which abruptly stopped and was then followed by a long sigh as they shot-off. Holding onto my hips, Buck fucked wildly, pummeling my ass relentlessly. My meat-missile bounced, smacking repeatedly against my belly spraying bullets of thick pre-jazz everywhere. One thick gob landed wetly on the glass in front of Jackson. He lost it, he pulverized his stalk spitting custardy streams of juice drenching the windshield. One of the twins shortly followed suit, adding his creamy load.
Buck slowed the pace until he sat, pulling me down with him. "Let's get the hell out of here," he said quietly. To the disappointment of the rest of the men, we untangled ourselves and left.
Sharing a glass of wine back at his place, we curled up on the sofa inside the heated porch. "I'm beat," he said, idly playing with my furry nut-bag. "Don't even know if I have the strength to cum."
Sounding like a dare, I sunk down and swallowed his root. He lay back enjoying the unhurried blow-job. I stroked the shaft with my tongue, plunging further to taste his sweaty ass-bud. He purred appreciatively as I flicked the wrinkled opening. I tentatively slipped in a finger, then two. He jumped slightly and I swallowed him again. It wasn't long before he went over the edge, filling my guzzling throat with his sweet, sticky cum- honey. I sidled up into his arms and fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning in bed, not remembering getting up in the night. My morning woody was engulfed in a warm mouth. I spread my legs, pushing forcefully down his throat, feeling an urgent need to empty by balls. "Suck it, baby." I pleaded. "Unhh yeah, eat me. So fucking hot." He grabbed my nuts, twisting and pulling. "Yeah, gonna cummmmm." I started squirting, hard and fast. He choked after the first few jets, I finished splashing my load up my torso.
We showered together, soaping each other gently. Jackson called during breakfast, he was helping Blair with some repairs a cabin and needed Buck to check in a group of day guests. I finished cleaning up and settled down on the sofa to see what was happening around the place.
I wasn't the only horny one this morning. Reminding myself that's why guys come here, I started watching the action.
The twins were in the gym, working out - one on the treadmill, the other on the weight machine. The man with the short, cropped hair spotting him, squatting occasionally to get a ball-bath from the twin. The black man and his partner were enjoying a vigorous 69 in the great room, watched by JD sitting next to the man in the sweatshirt who was no longer reading. He was watching the two men sucking, hand massaging the bulge in his jockeys.
The husky man, again with his dildo, was now in the sitting area on the second floor, intently watching Tony whose legs straddled the mirror top coffee table. Tugging his tits savagely, his cock pounding, the velvety head slipped partially through his foreskin. The barracks was also busy, the 10 incher lay on a bed, his face buried in Daddy's hairy ass while Dennis serviced his mammoth meat. A young man lay on the bed next to them, tight ass pounding the mattress as he watched them. My dick twitched as his tight pink, hole winked invitingly.
The day guests had wasted no time. There was a stocky full- bearded bear in the trough stroking an impressive erection poking out the side of his jockstrap. A shirtless man stood above him, the bear chewing on the growing wet spot in the man's jeans. A well-developed muscular man in chaps aimed his streaming arc of piss at the bear's crotch. My dick drooled when Buck came through the room, unzipped and aimed his cock at the man's chest, the yellow-fluid splashing the torso, dripping down his jeans, emptying his bladder on the bear's head.
In the dungeon, three other men were just getting started. A man in his thirties, shaved all over, lay in the sling, legs spread palming his excited dick in anticipation as he sucked on the fat mushroom of the tall man next to him. A third stood in full leather, greasing up the glove covering his right hand and arm. The jean's guy lay on the hood the convertible, stroking himself watching porn. "You like sucking a big hairy man-dick for breakfast, don't you?" I could hear the reply loudly. "I need to feel your hard cock clear down my throat, all the way to your hairy balls. Now, I want you to keep that hot lip lock you got on my dick and put that sweet little ass of your right up here in my face."
I decided it was time to wander the grounds. Back in my room, I changed into a t-shirt, jock and shoes - enough for the day's activities.
Tony was no longer in the sitting area, the man with dildo was now licking Tony's rich, thick load off the mirror. He goatee dripping with Tony's slime. I chewed on the distended nipples. He groaned when I reached around and fucked the dildo in his hole. He palmed his hot shaft, pushing himself closer. I guided his flailing pole under my jock, he pumped, poking my balls with the flared head. "Cum on me." I whispered in his ear. "Let me walk around all day covered in your stale spunk." Ramming the dildo up his ass did it, he grabbed me and pumped a thick, hot load on my balls.
In the gym, an athletic young blond had his face buried in one of the twin's crotch. The man spotting him earlier was now licking the other twin's sweaty pits and chest while enthusiastically jacking himself off.
I stepped up to the twin, slipping his jutting erection under my jock. "Just had a guy spill his cream in my jock."
I looked at the mole on his temple, Loren said, "I can feel it."
"Want to see how many guys will dump their loads in my jock. "I said with a smiling leer. "Probably make Buck really horny tonight." I finished with a wink, noting Luke listening to me.
"Hey kid," he said to the one that's been sucking his brother, "you like to get your ass licked? C'mere." He grabbed the young stiff meat and shoved it in the side of my jock, his hot pole slipping along mine. Loren spread the kids muscled cheeks and went to work.
Luke's swollen cock-head slid through the other side of my jock. "Nobody pops their wad unless it's in this guy's crotch."
When I thought of the idea, it made my left nut tingle, now I wasn't so sure. The kid didn't last long with Loren's hot rim- job. Chest heaving, he jabbed his knob in my sweaty jock and pumped his young load. The fourth guy stood, long-stroking his hefty member, I played with his nuts. I stuck my nose in a sweaty pit, nuzzling the furry crevice. He grumbled and slipped the head in my pouch and drained his balls.
My dick was now sandwiched between the twin's mammoth dicks rubbing my shaft. I held a solid butt cheek in each hand.
"So how many is it gonna take?" Loren asked with a thrust. "Ten, twenty? I'll get the word out."
"I can shoot four, five times, does that count?" Luke asked.
"Look guys, let me talk to Buck, if he's okay with it then why don't we have dinner at his place tonight." I told them while my fingers played with twin assholes, one slightly looser.
"And then? Luke asked.
"Shut up and shoot. Think about how much time someone's going to be spending in the dungeon later this afternoon, just in case." Luke told him with a wink.
Fifteen minutes later I walked out of the gym with six loads in my jock. And I created two monsters. One of the couple from Cabin 4 had come in to work out and wasn't about to turn down the twins offer to jack him off on the condition he creamed on my jock. The twins were off to tell everyone the premises, no doubt. I went down to the diner for lunch, eating my sandwich outside in the sun.
JD and Tony soon joined me and I told them what I was doing. "Sounds hot." Tony said. JD just shook his head.
"I know, JD. Think first - then open mouth." I said to him. Just then I noticed Jackson coming down the path with a wicked smile. I glanced around there was no where to hid.
"I heard a rumor about you." He said directly to me. "What happens if my dick accidentally slips into your asshole?
"What happens if my knee accidentally flattens your balls?" I replied. "Bet you'd be out of commission for awhile." He moved on.
The man I'd watched pissing in his jeans came of the diner, jeans still damp. He noticed Tony and walked over to us.
"Hot nips, can I suck `em?" He asked Tony.
Tony replied grabbing the mans groin. "Depends, "he said. "how close are you to shooting? He smiled at me.
I walked back along the path ten minutes later with a seventh load. I saw one of the twins talking to the new guests in Cabin 3, a husky man in his early thirties with a close-shaved goatee and his friend, stocky build, bald with several tattoos covering his beefy arms. They all looked at me. The first stood, stripping off his shirt. I walked up to them, extended a hand.
"Hi, I'm Hank. I'm not sure what these two lunk-heads have been telling you."
The second extended a hand interrupting me. "Jack, this is Steve."
Steve shucked his boxers, a veiny 7 inches stood thickly in the air. Jack leaned over and popped the meaty head of his buddies cock in his mouth as he started to strip. Another 7 inches of stiff meat popped out of Jack's shorts.
"Uh-oh." One of the twins said looking up the path. I turned, it was Buck.
"Gentlemen." He nodded to the assembled group. He didn't look at me and I couldn't read the look on this face, he turned toward the twins. "I understand you're joining us for dinner, would you like anything special?" They sputtered in reply as he started to walk away.
"Buck," I ran after him. "Look, it wasn't meant."
He interrupted me. "Hank, if I don't get away from you I'm gonna lay you down and batter your ass right here. You are so fucking hot. Don't plan on too much walking tomorrow" He dropped and smothered his face in my jock-strap, smelling the funk, biting my left nut. He moved away quickly.
"So we're on for tonight?" Loren asked excitedly as I rejoined the group.
Steve sat now sucking Jack's shaft, I fingered his waving member. I sat on top of him, making sure the head popped under the jock cup. "You might want to head over to the dungeon. Tonight's a go." I licked Steve's pert nips with the tip of my tongue.
By the time we were done I was up to number 8. Steve spent his cum-wad down Jack's throat. Daniel saw me as I entered the Barracks, he came walk up to me his own jock dangling from his cock-head.
"Oh man, I heard, can I" He pleaded.
"Only if you add to it." I told him and he was on his knees in seconds.
"Fucking A," he breathed in the stale scum. "How many so far?"
"Eight." Word had definitely gotten around. I saw two of the day guests at the far end of the room talking to Dennis, pointing to me. Daddy disentangled himself from bear that was sucking him, looking hot and flushed he came up behind me and slipped his hairy horn between my legs, poking my balls.
"My last day here," he said as he held my hips and bucked. "Was just about ready, fuck yeah, going to empty my nuts." He pounded his slick hardness. "Oh yeah, fucking gonna shoot." His cock-head pounded under my balls, some of his thick spunk dripped through the coarse material near Daniel's nose. He thrust his poker in the side and shot, his creamy load dripping down my shaft. "Buck's a lucky man." Daddy said as he pulled out.
Dennis came up to us just as I was saying good-bye to Daniel. "You're so fucking hot." He said feeling the wet pouch. "Sorry I'm spent man, but there's a couple of guys in the garage you might want to check out.
After taking a leak, I went downstairs. The three in the dungeon were still at it, two of them now having changed places. The muscular guy in chaps sat in the car's driver seat feeding a solid 8 inches to the guy in jeans. His jeans unzipped, stroking his thick piece.
"I heard about you," the man getting sucked said. "Word is you're a pretty hot fuck."
The guy sucking him looked up, stopped sucking long enough to say, "I blew so hard watching you two." He went back to the spit-bathing the 8 inches.
The driver motioned to me and I stepped up. He rubbed his nose in the steamy, straining pouch. "How many? "He inquired.
"Ten."
"Hey bud," he tousled the hair of the guy chewing his crotch. "Let's make it an even dozen."
Fifteen minutes later I saw that Jackson had joined the group in the dungeon. His oiled skin shone, wearing a leather harness. He straining meat strapped in a tight cock-ring. He came up to me, tip of his curved hard-on poked my jock-strap. We stared at each other as it throbbed between us. He stepped closer pulled back the bottom of the pouch stretching the elastic across my ass, pushing his jutting pole next to mine. He looked into my eyes.
"Truce." He said then surprised me by putting his lips to mine, bathing the inside of my mouth with his tongue. He grabbed my ass, pulling me tight. "Too bad Buck saw you first." I felt his lubed hand slide between my butt-cheeks. Two fingers slide easily up my hole. He looked me in the eye. "You could have been mine."
My left nut ached. I whispered in Jackson's ear, "Yep, I could have been yours. Now make me cum." I pumped against him.
"When can I fuck you?" He asked adding a third finger up my ass.
"Give me a couple of days." I licked inside his ear. "Buck's horny, too sore tomorrow." We kissed again, grinding against each other. I let loose a few minutes later soaking his cock-head in slippery spunk sending him to the top. He bit my lower lip as he climaxed adding the fourteenth load.
We both noticed Buck standing in the doorway as we released each other. "You're a very luck man, Buck Cranston." Jackson said to him. "And he's damn good for the Retreat."
Buck pulled me into his arms, kissing me as we stood in the hall. "The Retreat is very lucky to have you. The whole place is excited." He said to me, grinding his crotch into mine. "Every man here is going to go home and tell their friends about this wild guy they met at the Retreat." The twins were at the door of the dungeon.
"How many now?" One of them asked.
"Fourteen." I said. They both smiled. "Fourteen including mine." I said to Buck.
"With Jackson?" He wanted to know.
I replied. "Yeah, left nut. Don't worry, I'll be ready tonight. Maybe I should make the twins give me a tongue bath, lick it up."
"Hell no, "he went on. "They can watch me lick it all up, that'll get me hot. And it feels like you're ready now" He added feeling my still erect cock. "Say you get another six, try for six. Then the story will be this guy went around getting 20 guys to jack-off on his jock-strap."
I interrupted. "I will not run around the Retreat everyday trying to get guys to fill my jock with nut-juice. I'm not an attraction, I'm a human being."
"The idea is that someone CAN run around getting 20 guys to do it. Not that you need to be the one. And, Hank, I was going to say the story will be he did it to excite his boyfriend."
That stopped me. "So the rumors are true, we're an item?' I asked quizzingly.
"I don't now, "he asked, "are we?"
Luke stepped out of the dungeon on his way to the orgy room. "Loren's gonna be so fucking hot, tonight." He told us heading for the orgy room.
"Luke," I called to him. "You want a really good show tonight, we gotta find six more guys. That's the goal."