Paul still stood there, bent over with his hands on the hood, breathing deep with his eyes closed, relishing the feeling of the ranger's cum sliding down the back of his thighs. The ranger still stood directly behind him, his heavy breathing blowing hot air across Paul's neck. He still hadn't said a word since grabbing ahold of Paul's dick and he didn't seem inclined to change that at any time.
As Paul finally got his breath under control, his head shot up, hearing the sound of crunching gravel, and very close. Another SUV was pulling in along side the ranger's, another foresty service vehicle, and he could see two silhouettes inside. Afraid and embarassed, he tried to stand up but the ranger anticipated him. Stepping up, his mostly hard cock nestling back into Paul's crack, he spread himself across Paul's back and held him in that position, not letting him move as the other rangers climbed out.
Paul was amazed to feel the ranger's dick hardening in his ass crack again. Based on the sheer amount of cum in his ass, he didn't think the ranger would have been able to fuck again for a week. He felt his asshole spasm at the thought, a small gush of that cum oozing onto the ranger's cock. Feeling it, the ranger began moving his hips, sliding his cock up and down, rubbing across Paul's tender sphincter over and over. Groaning a little, Paul pushed back and felt the ranger's dick slide into him again, all the way to the hilt in one slick push. The ranger started thrusting in small strokes, punching Paul's abused prostate over and over.
Lifting his head, Paul watched two very large men walking around towards the front of the ranger's vehicle, both with big grins on their faces. The one in front was a very tall black man, easily 6'8" if not more, shirtless, wearing only loafers and slacks that he already had open, his growing dick showing. The other man looked much shorter at first, due to the black man's height and his own width; the man was a tank. He looked to be just under 6 feet and almost as wide, built like a professional linebacker. He was wearing only a wife-beater and his slacks, his hand groping his crotch, rubbing his cock through his pants as he walked up.
Paul was almost amused by the contrast between the two men. The black man was lithe and completely hairless, his eyebrows being the only hair Paul saw anywhere on his body, including his crotch, sweat making his skin glisten a deep brown, delicious chocolate melting under the August sun. He moved with the grace of a dancer and the ranger grunted behind him as Paul's hole clenched on his cock, afraid and extremely turned on by the mammoth meat only partially showing through the opened fly. Paul was sure something that large would easily split him open but god did he want to try. The ranger's dick in his ass suddenly seemed small, even though Paul knew ten inches was far above average.
The other man was very obviously Irish with possibly some Nordic blood as well. Flaming red hair, pale skin showing hints of sunburn, covered head to foot in bright red fur, cheeks, nose and forehead seeming the only areas not covered by the thick red pelt. He had a trimmed goatee and sideburns but the red stubble already growing in threatened to turn it into a full beard. He was almost as wide as he was tall but none of it was fat, his biceps looked roughly the size of Paul's torso and his thighs stretched the legs of his pants almost to tearing. Massive pecs above a tight stomach, the man looked like an incarnation of some ancient Celtic god, come to tear him apart with his lust. He moved like a freight train, no grace but seeming unstoppable. He was still pawing himself through his pants, Paul had no idea how he was endowed just yet.
"Ah, Mike," the black man said as he walked up, kicking off his loafers and releasing his pants. "You were supposed to wait for us, you impatient bastard." Paul's eyes bugged out of their sockets at the size of the black snake hanging between his thighs, it didn't look real. As it rose to full hardness his eyes widened further, he wouldn't have thought there was enough blood in the human body to fill that thing, it looked to be 14 or 15 inches at least. The veins visibly pulsing, it already had a clear stream of precum dripping to the dirt.
"I can see why you couldn't wait though," the Irish man said, his eyes devouring Paul's body. "Pretty sure I'd have broken off a piece of this fine boy as soon as possible too. We hit the jackpot today boys," he said, grinning ear to ear, still stroking his hidden cock. With his free hand, he reached over and roughly tweaked one of Paul's nipples, laughing softly at the yelp and low groan it elicited. Looking at the copious streaks running down the backs of Paul's thighs he added, "So, just how many times have you already hit that? Their looks to be about a gallon already painting him."
"Only once," Mike said from behind Paul, still fucking him with little jabs. "The fucker's ass is amazing, hungry enough to drain almost everything in my balls in one pull. I didn't think I was ever going to stop cumming." Grabbing Paul's hips, he slammed his dick in as hard as he could three more times then stepped back, his dick popping out with yet another gush of cum down Paul's legs. "Go for it, Roger, he's all loosened up for you."
Grinning, the black man grabbed his throbbing dick and stepped up behind Paul. He stood there for a moment, rubbing his massive mushroom shaped head over Paul's hole, slicking it with Mike's cum as it slowly dribbled out of the abused hole. Paul groaned feeling the burning cock, it was huge and hot and as bad as he wanted it in him, he was still afraid of its tremendous size. Holding onto the base of his cock, which still left a foot of shining ebony cock not covered by his fist, Roger pushed forward hard, popping the massive head through Paul's struggling sphincter without warning. Paul grunted and pressed his lips together, determined not to scream. Roger just stood there a moment, letting Paul's burning ring grow accustomed to the gigantic invader and enjoying how it pulsed rhythmically just behind his flared head. Even in pain and shock, Paul's hole was still kneading and pulling the head of Roger's dick, trying to draw it all in. Grinning, Roger acquiesced, pushing forward slowly, his heart and head pounding as he watched inch after inch of his painfully hard black cock sliding into the tight white hole in front of him, reveling in the glorious feeling of that slick ring gliding over his throbbing veins, feeling like a mouth squeezing and sucking his burning rod deeper and deeper.
Paul couldn't believe how big the cock was that was currently sliding into him, stretching his hole in unbelievable ways; it just seemed to go on and on, a smooth black pole pushing steadily into him, into places he didn't know existed. His head swimming, he was sure he was about to feel that burning rod puncture his stomach; it felt like he already had several feet of burning cock inside him and Roger just kept pushing more in. Roger's dick had a slight taper, he hadn't noticed it before Roger shoved it into him, but he could feel it as his ass was spread wider and wider with every searing inch, he was sure his sphincter was going to tear in two any second. Then he felt Roger's massive balls rub the underside of his scrotum, and he sighed in relief, he had taken it all and hadn't torn apart. The Irish man laughed beside him, hearing his sigh. "Bet you never thought you'd get a dick that big inside you, huh boy?"
Roger held his dick all the way in, enjoying how his smooth balls were being tickled by the hairs on Paul's sack as his balls moved up and down. Paul's ass was stetched taut, farther than he'd imagined possible, but still he tried to squeeze down on the dick inside him, stroking it with the only part of him able to touch it at the moment. "Ooh, keep doing that boy," Roger said behind him, grabbing his hips and pulling, trying to get just a little more into the pulsating inferno that was trying to swallow his dick. Paul gasped as he felt Roger's dick kick inside him after each squeeze, swelling slightly, the veins pulsing on his prostate, making his breath come in small gasps.
Holding onto Paul's hips, Roger slid a full foot of his dick out quickly and then reinserted it achingly slow, stretching the hole before him, getting it ready for the hard fucking he was struggling not to do just yet. It took every ounce of his self control not to slam his dick in to the root over and over, his balls churning with a week's worth of cum aching to burst into the white boy's ass squeezing his dick so tight. He could feel the white boy's ass sucking and massaging his dick, desperate for his load, trying to pull the cum out of him before he was ready. He hadn't had a chance to shoot his rocks off in over a week and knew he wouldn't be able to last as long as he liked, the boys ass was stroking him in ways that had his legs shaking as he slowly pushed back in, the boy's balls tickling his again as they lightly rubbed each other. Feeling that delicate scratching on his balls combined with the desperate sucking on his dick was almost too much. Grunting, he grabbed Paul's hips tighter and squeezed shut his eyes, holding his dick all the way in and perfectly still, not willing to lose it yet. He fought a losing battle with Paul's ass; even though he held himself still, the boy's ass was still pulling and stroking, sucking and pulsating, torturing all fifteen inches as he throbbed inside, struggling with all his might not to cum. Despite his best efforts, he could feel his orgasm growing closer, gasping with effort as he felt Paul's scrotum tickle his as his balls drew up to the base of his vibrating cock, ignoring his silent pleas as they prepared to launch their burning load into the velvet stroking of Paul's ass. Realizing how futile his struggle was, he gave in.
Holding tight to Paul's hips, he began pulling most of his dick out and then slamming it back in, slamming over and over as he felt himself fall into the abyss. His cock began jerking wildly, the vein running along the bottom of his ebony shaft expanding massively as his boiling hot load burst from his balls and traveled up his bucking cock. His entire body jerked with each massive shot into Paul's ass, large gushes splashing out with each thrust, coating his balls and thighs as Paul's ass overflowed, stuffed too full with his massive black cock to be able to take his massive load as well. He continued thrusting in and out, over and over, growling like a feral animal as he bred the white boy's ass, his vision closing in to just the sight of his glistening wet black cock slamming in and out of the spasming hole that tried desperately to hold on to his surging dick, groping and stroking every vein and ridge as it slid around his dick over and over.
As his bucking cock finally slowed, his balls empty, Roger stepped back abruptly, his dick bursting free with an audible pop from Paul's ass. Looking up with a daze, he saw Mike and Tom standing near, watching with big grins on their faces as they rapidly stroked their cocks. Tom had taken off his clothes, standing completely naked, looking like a crimson yeti as he furiously pounded his meat, staring at Roger's still twitching cock and licking his lips. Uncut, his massive dick had bright red hair going up most of the thick shaft and it shined wetly, coated already in the copious flow of his precum. His dark pink dickhead peeking out of his foreskin with every stroke, he was leaking precum in a steady stream onto the ground, looking almost like he was taking a piss. Paul was watching them all over his shoulder, panting and silently begging one of them to fill his aching hole as it pulsed, stretched too far to fully close, the dark open hole still dripping cum into the dirt.
Still smiling, Tom stepped up and quickly shoved his dick in all the way in one smooth stroke. Paul gasped in shock at the size of the furred man's cock. It didn't have nearly the length of Roger's, it looked to be about nine inches or so, but it was unbelievably thick, stretching his hole far beyond what Roger had already done. Beercan was an understatement, the man was practically a keg.
Leaning onto Paul's back, Tom reached around grabbed both of Paul's nipples, twisting roughly as he began thrusting his dick in and out of Paul's ass. The sudden pain in his nipples completely distracting him from the pain in his ass, he groaned as Tom began to tenderly rub and flick his nipples, still steadily pumping Paul's ass. The girth was uncomfortable at first but Tom's dick was just the right length to mash into his prostate with every stroke, soon Paul could only grunt and gasp as he pushed his ass back to meet each stroke. Tom continued to play with his nipples and the feeling of Tom's chest hair rubbing across his back with each stroke was driving him into a frenzy. He hung his head, hands still on the hood, closing his eyes and moaning with each slam into his prostate.
Paul gasped as he felt something touch his dick. His eyes flying open, he saw Mike beneath him, holding Paul's dick in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other. He poured some of the lube onto Paul's dick and began stroking it rapidly. Completely coated, Mike then turned around and straightened his legs, bent over beneath him and began backing onto Paul's dick. Pushing steadily, Paul's dick slid in effortlessly, all the way to the balls in one stroke. Tom continued to pound his ass, mashing his prostate again and again as he ground his red fur across Paul's back and tweaked his nipples. His brain already overloading, his orgasm imminent, Mike began to pull his hairy ass off Paul's dick, the tight sphincter catching on his flared head before pushing back, Mike embedded Paul's cock once again then began a steady motion, fucking his ass onto Paul's cock over and over, Tom's slamming causing Paul's balls to bounce off of Mike's repeatedly. Unable to take so much glorious sensation, Paul began grunting loudly as Tom slammed his ass harder and harder, still twisting his nipples, Tom's hot gasping breath blowing on the back of his neck as he hunched over and over into Paul's ass. Screaming, Paul's cock exploding into Mike's ass, his legs buckled and he fell onto Mike's back, his hips thrusting uncontrollably, pumping his steaming load into Mike as Tom held him and pounded his ass over and over, violently forcing the cum out of him. "Oh baby, your ass is squeezing so hard, I don't know how much more I can take," Tom gasped in his ear, his goatee tickling Paul's neck. He began to lick and suck Paul's ear lobe, nipping a little as he twisted Paul's nipples and battered his hardening prostate unmercifully. Whimpering, he pounded Paul's ass over and over, unable to take the orgasmic clenching, his balls drawing up completely and he exploded, grunting through clenched teeth as he pounded his exploding cock in and out of Paul's spasming asshole, his cum blasting deep into Paul as his hips went on auto-pilot, slamming over and over. Paul gasped, Tom's burning cum splashing across his prostate, napalm burning and blasting into him with each thrust, the furry shaft scratching deliciously across his sphincter as he felt the tube underneath pulsing in time to each blast of boiling cum. Mike was still fucking himself on Paul's tender cock; between that and Tom's slamming thrusts into his prostate, Paul's vision went dark and his body went limp as he lost conciousness.
Coming to, he realized that he was now laying down. The sun was still high in the sky so he couldn't have been out for very long. Looking around, he saw he was laying on a pile of blankets. The three rangers were nearby, talking and laughing, all of them still with raging hard-ons. Seeing him awake, Roger smiled and walked over. "Rise and shine sleepy head, you didn't think we were done yet did you?"
Grinning, tired but still extremely horny, Paul got shakily to his feet. "Hell no, I can keep going as long as you guys can stay hard."
Throwing his head back and laughing, Roger said, "You may change your mind in a few hours, you have no idea what we're capable of." With that Roger lay down on the blankets, his shining black dick pointing up like an ebony flag pole, bobbing slightly in the wind. "Hop on cowboy, it's my turn for a ride."
Straddling him, Paul squatted down until Roger's flared and throbbing crown rested against his sphincter, which still wasn't closed completely. Moving in small strokes, he rubbed his hairy hole over Roger's dickhead, making the black man gasp from the intense sensation. Pushing down slightly, his asshole spasmed and a little cum oozed out onto Roger's dick. Rubbing his hole around, he coated Roger's head then pushed down, popping the large apple-sized head through his eager hole, wincing a little. Despite being well-fucked several times over, his brief nap had tightened him back up a little. After the discomfort passed, he began to slide down the thick black shaft, loving how the pulsing veins slid across his prostate as he sank further and further. As his balls sank towards Roger's pelvis, he looked down, laughing at the cum running down Roger's shaft, the massive tool forcing it out of his deepest recesses. Small white pools collecting on the glistening black skin before sliding off the sides, slipping between thigh and smooth black scrotum. He sank down until his balls rested on Roger's lower stomach, breathing hard already.
"Damn, I swear it's gotten bigger," he gasped, sitting there to let his battered hole adjust. It may not have been as thick as Tom's but it was still a monster. Putting his hands on Roger's chest, he began lifting himself up and down in small strokes, sliding the throbbing shaft in and out. Roger lay there looking at him, no longer smiling, a strange look on his face as Paul slid himself up a few inches before sinking back down. Tom walked over, using both his hands, rapidly stroking his thick cock. Dropping his hands, he wagged his hips back and forth, causing his bouncing cock to sway back and forth. Opening his mouth as far as he could, Paul was only able to get the head in his mouth, it was just too thick. He licked and sucked for a minute before Tom stepped back, pinching his own nipples.
Pulling himself up most the way off Roger's dick, he held himself there as Roger began thrusting his hips up, fucking deep into him, still with the strange look on his face. Acting on a hunch, Paul leaned forward as Roger continued fucking his ass and pressed his lips to Roger's. Roger's eyes widened in surprise, then he closed them and opened his mouth. Sliding his tongue into Roger's mouth, he began kissing him passionately as Roger's cock sliding in and out of his ass increased its tempo. Reaching his arms around Paul's back, Roger hugged the boy to his heaving chest, kissing him deeply as he began to slam his hips up as hard as he could. Gasping into Roger's mouth, Paul groaned at the massive pole slamming up into him as Roger pulled him down to meet every thrust. Squeezing tight, Roger slammed fully into him and held himself there, Paul's ass resting on his balls before sinking down with Paul still impaled, holding him tight onto his dick as he ravaged Paul's mouth.
They stay like that kissing passionately until Paul felt something rubbing teasingly on his stretched sphincter. Trying to pull his head up to look, Roger clamped his arms around Paul and continued to thrust his tongue deep into Paul's mouth. Paul groaned, feeling fingers sliding around his tortured ring before feeling one slip inside alongside Roger's throbbing shaft. The finger slid in all the way and pulled his ring away from Roger's cock, stretching his sphincter farther. A second then a third finger slid in along Roger's dick, rubbing and pulling gently, stretching him further. After a few minutes of this, groaning into Roger's mouth the entire time, Paul felt the fingers withdraw. Still kissing him, Roger grabbed his hips and pulled him most of the way up his cock, until only four or five inches were still inside. Paul felt another pair of hands grab his hips moments before he felt something sliding along the bottom of Roger's cock, rubbing his sphincter before applying steady pressure. Groaning loudly now, he grunted, feeling the head of Mike's dick punch past his ring and stop, resting, letting him adapt to the extreme stretching. Paul's head was swimming, he couldn't believe he had two dicks in his ass right now, especially considering how freaking huge those dick were. Smaller than Roger's, Mike cock was still about ten inches and definitely not pencil thin.
After letting him adjust a moment, Mike pushed forward, slowly sliding another four or five inches into Paul's ass as Paul ground his mouth into Roger's, groaning at every inch. After another break to adjust, Mike continued to push forward slowly, continuing steadily until Paul felt Mike's pubes tickle his stretched ring. He moaned into Roger's mouth, so turned on at the thought of Mike being completely imbedded in him alongside Roger's throbbing cock. After allowing him a moment to adjust, he felt Mike and Roger gently but insistently begin to push his hips down, causing him to slowly slide down Roger's dick with Mike still firmly impaling him. Sliding over the pulsing veins, his poor sphincter stretching beyond what he thought was physically possible, he groaned as Mike and Roger's dicks showed him how wrong he was. After what seemed an eternity of slow, torturous sliding, he felt his scrotum touch Roger's stomach. Groaning, he almost came right then at the thought of both men in him balls deep, throbbing and stretching him beyond imagination.
After a moment, Mike began sliding his dick out then pushing it back in, in a slowly increasing rhythm. Roger shuddered under Paul, feeling Paul's ass stroking and squeezing his dick as Mike's cock began massaging the underside of his dick. He began moaning into Paul's mouth as Paul moaned into his, their tongues still battling furiously. After several minutes of this, Mike began pulling out most of the way and thrusting back in, hard and fast, his hairy scrotum roughly rubbing over Roger's smooth one. Paul pulled back from Roger's mouth, panting, groaning with his head thrown back, his arms pressing into Roger's chest. Lifting Paul's hips slightly, Roger began his own fucking motion, sliding his dick in and out of Paul's ass as well. Their rhythms different, Roger's and Mike's dicks sometimes entered together and sometimes one entered as the other withdrew. Mike was squeezing Paul's hips, grunting as he thrust his throbbing cock in and out faster and faster, the feeling of Roger's cock massaging the underside of his dick driving him out of his mind.
Tom stepped up behind Mike, causing him to thrust forward and stop his thrusting, though Roger continued thrusting, not seeming to notice Mike's pause. Tom's dick, again soaked in his own free flowing precum, nudged at the puckered entrance to Mike's ass, pushing hard, demanding entrance. Mike threw his head back and pushed back to meet him, trying to open his ass as much as he could. Tom's massive head slipped through as Mike hissed through clenched teeth. This wasn't his first time being impaled by that massive rod but Paul's dick hadn't been enough to loosen him for the mammoth piece of meat. Holding Paul's hips and pushing back on the invading cock, Mike's cock throbbed painfully as Roger kept sliding along the bottom of his shaft, massaging his aching cock without even a tiny break in rhythm. Tom pushed forward steadily, holding on to Mike's hips as he forced he furry cock deeper and deeper. Small amounts of Paul's cum were being pushed out, matting the red fur on his scrotum before dripping down his hairy thighs. Sighing as he sank his bone all the way, he admired how well his flaming red pubes mingled with the black hair surrounding Mike's hole and covering his ass. Pulling out completely, he knelt down, holding Mike's hairy cheeks apart and thrusting his tongue into his hole, loving the taste of Paul's cum oozing out. Standing back up, he grabbed Mike's hips again and slammed in to the hilt, then proceeded to roughly fuck him. Mike leaned back into Tom's hairy chest and lay his head on his shoulder, grunting every time Tom bottomed out, his hairy shaft scouring Mike's quivering hole before punching him in the prostate, over and over, driving Mike into delerium.
Pulling back slightly, Tom stood still while pushing and pulling Mike's hips, fucking Mike's hole back onto his dick and then forcing Mike's dick into Paul, pushing and pulling him over and over, manipulating Mike's body like a puppet. Mike groaned loudly, feeling Tom slam his prostate before pushing him away, causing his dick to glide up Roger's cock, deep into Paul's ass, then pulled back onto Tom's cock to begin again. Paul knew he wasn't going to be able to take this much longer, the two dicks in his ass feeling too good to be able to fight off his orgasm. Roger lay under him, holding his hips and grunting as he furiously slammed his dick up into Paul as hard as he could, over and over, gritting his teeth at the ecstacy of Mike's throbbing dick gliding along the thick vein under his dick, like it was trying to milk the cum out of him as Mike's hairy balls kept rubbing his scrotum, sending small sparks of electricity shooting across his skin as his breathing became rougher and rougher, his thrusts more and more frantic. He felt his orgasm mounting when suddenly Mike's cock begin to convulse violently, his cock kicking against Roger's as burst after burst of hot cum flew up along Roger's shaft, slicking both their cocks as they frantically slid across each other. Paul groaned, feeling Mike's load burning its way into him and then gasped as Roger's cock suddenly swelled and began spewing its load even deeper, his ass on fire the entire length as both Mike's and Roger's loads scorched the walls of his ass in different places, and suddenly his own orgasm was there, it snuck up on him. Writhing on the two dicks still pumping their searing loads into him, his untouched dick began shooting its load across the heaving ebony chest beneath him, the first shot flying across Roger's face, the second splatting wetly on the underside of Roger's chin and the rest spraying across his chest, Roger grinned and licked what he could off his lips. As the jerking of Mike's cock began to slow, Tom pushed his body roughly onto Mike's back, pounding as deep as he could, flooding Mike's ass with his white hot cum and grunting with each shot, holding his dick as deep in Mike's ass as he could get, each blast almost painful as it forced its way out of his throbbing cock, stinging Mike's prostate as shot after shot flooded his ass.
All four men's chests heaving, they slowly disentangled themselves, panting and trying to catch their breath. Tom stepped back, his wet cock sliding out of Mike's clutching ass. Mike pulled himself out of Paul's hole, laughing at how wide it had been stretched, it wasn't going to be closing for a long while. His and Roger's cum was already flowing out, the sphincter didn't have the strength to even attempt to hold it back. Roger gripped Paul's hips and pushed him up off his dick. His cock slid out and he laughed as the sudden splash of both his and Mike's massive loads falling out of the gaping hole onto his stomach. Paul grinned sheepishly and stepped away, fingering his gaping cum-soaked hole, amazed at what it had just endured. Tom knelt by Roger, engulfing as much of the massive black cock as he could, sucking out what little cum remained inside, before releasing it to lap up the three loads puddling on Roger's torso. Mike stood there laughing, then gasped in shock as Tom grabbed his hips and roughly spun him around, planting his rough whiskers in his ass crack, his tongue probing the angry red hole for his own load. Roger laughed at Mike's shocked look. "You know what a cum pig he is," he said, laughing.
Paul stood watching, amazed that all three dicks before him were still mostly hard and didn't seem to be deflating. His still stood at full attention as well, bobbing occasionally as he continued fingering his gaping hole, feeling empty. "So how long 'til we go again?" he said, grinning when he saw all three cocks jerk in response to his question, Tom's already beginning to ooze its clear stream again. It was going to be a very long afternoon...