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Chapter 8
Demetrius was a fuck that barely deserves the word. While the other guys went outside to enjoy the night, Demetrius grabbed my arm and pulled me to one of the bunks. He shoved me on my stomach onto the bed. He pulled at my jeans and would have ripped my ass off if I did not manage to unbutton them. He pulling down the jeans just below my waist, slapping on a condom, he shoved his dick in and started pumping. He was huge, larger than Stud. I would have enjoy his dick, but he had all the finesse of a garbage man emptying the dumpster. Before my ass adjusted to his massive ramming, he grunted once, slapped my ass, grunted again and pulled out. He removed the condom and went into the kitchen for a drink.
As he poured a drink, he looked at me, said, "Fucking tight ass", and scratched his left nipple.
I replied without thinking, "Nice sized cock, dude, wish you knew how to use it." Demetrius took a step back and glared at me.
That was it, the whole and only time with Demetrius. I had never felt more like a cum hole. I suddenly felt sorry for his wife. I pulled up my jeans, buttoned them and went out to join the others. I was confused and wondered if Demetrius truly fucked me, but my ass was sore. I decided the Demetrius was really, really bad at sex.
I went out on the patio; Carlos and Leo were smoking some weed and discussion the larger issues of the universe. "Where's Jack?" I asked.
Carlos started giggling as if what I said was befitting Chris Rock. Leo point toward the fire pit and started giggling like a gaggle of girls. So I walked down to the fire pit.
""Heh, Timmy," greeted Jack
"You must have a real tight ass," laughed Stud. "if it took Demetrius more than five minutes to cum."
"Yea, we had great foreplay."
"That's old, Wham Bam," said Stud.
"He is one fast fucker," added Jack.
"If he fucks his wife the same?" I asked. "I would sue for divorce."
"Three kids." put in Jack.
"How?" I asked. "Are they his?"
Stud snorted into his beer. Jack guffawed, "As far as we know. Although the last two look a little off."
"So," asked Stud, "did you get any satisfaction from him?"
"Only that is was brief."
Stud and Jack laughed. Stud, still laughing, said, "You got me pretty good this afternoon."
Jack broke in, "Stud's been telling me all about it. Very hot." Jack looked at Stud who was grinning. "I may need expand my" he paused, "sexual parameters."
"The three of us need to explore this together, since we have a master now." Stud said pointing at me.
"I am barely a novice and not a master," I protested. "Now Danny was a master. He knew how to balance the pleasure and the pain. We had some of the most intense sex every."
"Do tell," said Stud. "Yaa," chimed in Jack.
"I still have his number," I answered. "We still talk frequently. And he loves to educate hot married men."
"Let's do it," both men replied.
"If you don't mind me asking," I hesitated, "what do your wives think you do on these weekends?"
Jack and Stud looked at each other. Jack looked down and shrugged while Stud just looked at me.
Finally Jack spoke. "She thinks I go fishing with some friends, drink, play poker, a man's get away."
"She doesn't suspect something?" I asked.
Jack paused thinking, "She might, but our love making is so intense the week after these fishing trips, she appreciates the consequences."
"My wife encourages it," said Stud.
"You tell her?" I asked very surprised.
"She thinks it is very important to our relationship that we share ourselves, sexually, with others," replied Stud.
"She's just a horny bitch," added Jack.
"She may be horny, but I resent you calling her a bitch."
"Sorry," replied Jack, "I didn't mean to offend."
"She's not a bitch," Stud said looking directly at me and not Jack. "She smart, educated, funny and very sexy. When we fuck, the space station hears us."
I laughed. "Don't the neighbors complain about the noise?"
"She has one huge libido that I could not satisfy by myself. So we swing, which keeps me from becoming bored or complacent."
"But what about your marriage vows and adultery," I asked, some of my childhood guilt arising.
"I fuck other men and never other women, so I do not consider that adultery," replied Jack. "I know it may be a rationalization, but the up side is that it keeps our marriage fresh. And I don't see myself leaving her for another man."
Stud looked at Jack and shook his head. "Our marriage vows were to love and cherish and not be faithful. We both knew we would not be, so why set up the expectation." Stud looked at me. "What about you. You are committing adultery with five married men."
That thought had bothered me when Jack told me about the trip. "Yes, it did bother me a little. But I decided I was tired of being a stooge to all the Sunday school propaganda. I mean, most of those people would have me burning in hell." The last was said with more anger than conviction.
"This is an act of rebellion then?" asked Jack.
"No," I replied. "My dick won out over scruples."
"You're just one horny bastard, like the rest of us," replied Stud.
I laughed, "No denying that. For gay men, sex, love, fidelity are not related. Sex is not love, nor does it break a bond of fidelity which is based on love. If I were in a relationship, which I am not, I would not be hurt if my partner had sex with another man. As long as he came home to me and shared his love."
"Sounds like a rationalization," said Jack.
"And you are not rationalizing your being here with me," I replied, looking at Jack. He nodded that concession.
"I don't think it is a rationalization," interposed Stud. "I and my wife understand sexual attraction and romantic attraction are two different things. And a good fuck is a good fuck."
"I have relied on the kindness of many strangers," I said. "And a few of them ended up being very strange, Demetrius." We all laughed. "However, I do not weep over the bad experiences. Life is full of mistakes. The only way to avoid them is to hide away. I will not hide. I did in high school until junior year and was miserable, afraid, and horny. I want to die without regrets. Particularly the regret of not having fucked someone I like to because of timidity."
"We get old too soon," said Jack. "Strick while the poker is hot. Right Timmy."
"I know I don't have the same capacity as I did ten years ago," added Stud. "When I was 18 or 19 I could whack off three times, go on a date and fuck her twice. Now if I can do twice I am very pleased."
Jack murmured his assent. "These weekends are becoming very draining." MY eyes rolled.
Stud stood up, "I'm a wee hungry. How `bout some s'mores."
"I and Timmy will add more wood to the fire. And maybe I have enough juice for a three way," said Jack.
Stud turned and yelled over his shoulder to Jack, "It will involves ropes."
Jack yelled back, "Yea Timmy's a great Boy Scout with knots." I laughed.
"No Jack, just your ass in the mud," I yelled. I heard him laugh as he disappeared into the dark between the fire pit and the house.
Jack soon returned carrying a large grocery bag. Carlos and Leo following behind, naked as baby birds. Apparently, they decided that if they were in nature and wanted to experience it fully; they needed to be au naturale. The decided nip in the air lost in a fusion of pot and booze.
"Dude, you got to get naked," slurred Carlos.
"Yeah, naked, naked, naked," added Leo, the last words lost in a mumble.
"It's in love with my balls." Carlos profoundly announced. "It is kissing them, Leo." Stud, Jack and I look at each other wondering what trip they were on.
Carlos continued, "Man, the air is in love with my balls."
Leo, "Yeah, and the cock too."
"Yeah cock and ass and whooole body." as Carlos sat on a log by the fire and Leo sat next to him. The both spread out their legs like clams on a beach. "Did you see that one?"
"The yellow one"
"Yeah, yellow," said Carlos, "It just swallowed my cock."
"Yellow" added Leo. "Do we have any banana?"
"There are some up at the house," said Jack, "but we are have some s'mores, if you are hungry"
"No," Leo shook his head. "I don't want to eat it. I want is shoved up my ass." Carlos giggled, then Leo. The comment followed with more waves of giggles. Once the giggles subsided, Leo looked at Jack, Stud and me and said, "I got a secret." He looked all around as if spies were hiding in the dark. "But don't tell my wifey. ex-wifey." He paused again as to build courage. "I'm gay. I'm a fucking queer." Carlos laughed nervously. Jack and Stud just sat waiting for more. "And I don't care." Leo wobbled over to me and gave me a bear hug with a sloppy kiss. "Thank you, Timothy, for helping me find myself." He staggered back beside Carlos and got lost in the breezes around the fire.
"Good for you," Jack finally said, "I am happy that you are happy."
"Yeah, man, that's cool," Stud added.
"Do you psychotherapy beside balancing books and giving great head?" asked Jack.
"How `bout those s'mores," interrupted Stud.
"Me" I replied as Stud handed me a stick with two marshmallows on it.
We spent the evening trash talking politicians, movie stars, and acquaintances on their sexual preferences, sexual positions, and sexual hypocrisy. Stud stood and scratched his balls. His dick a little hard. We had shed our clothes at the insistence of Leo and Carlos, who were now sprawled on the ground counting stars--they never got above 12; then they lost count and started giggling.
As I was licking some chocolate off my fingers, Stud asked, "Have you ever had a three-way?" I nodded yes; Danny like three-ways, four-ways and orgies, bondage, gangbangs and gloryholes. He was one kinky bastard, which I guess makes me kinky too because I was with him. "Would you like Jack and me together?" Jack had just finished swallowing some gooey marshmallow and his mouth was full, but he raised his head in interest.
I was feeling a little impish and said, "Sure, if you put a marshmallow on your stick."
Stud laughed and grabbed three marshmallows, which had just come off the fire. "Damn those are hot," as he impaled each marshmallow on his dick." Jack sat there stunned. But I came over and began to nibble on the frothy white gooey globlettes of sugar. Stud started to moan as I licked inside his foreskin.
Before I knew it, Jack was next to me holding a marshmallow at the tip of his dick. "I prefer my food cooked," I demurely said. Jack grabbed a stick, rammed his marshmallow on it, and inserted it into the fire. Soon it burst into flames.
"Is this done well enough?" Jack asked. He let the treat cool, having learned from Stud's mishap, and shove the marshmallow onto his cock. As I was enjoying my s'mores on dick, Stud gave Jack a wink, and I was pinned to the ground held by each on each side. I tried to struggle, but they were both stronger than me. Soon semi-soft chocolate was covering my body. I stopped struggling. Between bouts of teen laughter, the two then clapped the chocolate, dogs at the food bowl. I assisted by smearing chocolate to places I wanted them to go.
Stud was giving me a competent blowjob; I was so close. He stopped and said, "Two can play this game. This is for this afternoon." I nodded agreement while Jack looked perplexed. The both helped me up. "My wife and I sometimes watch gay and bi-gay porn," Stud said. "It turns us both on."
"Me too," I laughed. "What do you like best?"
"Ever have two dicks up your ass?"
"Heavens, no" I replied with force, "It is too painful. Now Danny did with a friend and me. He said it felt amazing."
"Did you enjoy it?" Stud asked.
"It was different," I answered. "Placement and timing is an issue. Things fall out."
"Would you and Jack like to double fuck me?"
I looked at Jack, who almost choked on a marshmallow. "This is the weekend for experiments. Why not." He paused; I added, "As long it is not my ass."
"You game?" Stud looked at Jack.
"Like Timmy, as long it's not my ass. Is it even possible?"
"Very." I answered. "But I find it better to watch than do."
I lay on blanket that Jack threw on thee cool ground by the fire. "Stud you sit on my cock facing me." I found a little chocolate around the base of my dick as a slipped the condom on. Stud slipped onto me with ease. I took my finger with chocolate and let him lick it. "How does that feel?"
"Let me get adjusted a bit." Stud squirmed and then relaxed. "That is great."
"Sure you can take a second?" Stud nodded. "OK, Stud you bend forward and let Jack come in from behind," I instructed.
"Slow" warned Stud.
"I am not sure that it will go in," said Jack. "It is too tight and my dick won't slid."
"Spit on it real good," I said. "It's poor man's lube."
"That's disgusting," said Jack.
"You're sticking a dick up a man's ass, and that is not disgusting?" I answered.
Jack spit on his sheathed dick. "I think it is working." as he slowly entered Stud.
"Hot fucking damn that hurts," yelled Stud.
"Should I stop?" asked Jack as he started to pull out.
"Fucking no." yelled Stud. "Just shove it in." Stud grimaced as Jack rammed all the way in. Then no one moved. Eternity circled the man impaled upon double dicks. Then I started to move, which prompted Jack to move too. Jack's movements were tentative and unhurried. I could not tell Jack's face in the firelight whether he was enjoying the experience or not. Nevertheless, he did not stop and started to move faster. I started to match his rhythm.
"Holy fuck, Carlos," exclaimed Leo, sitting up to see what all the noise was about. "You need see this." They snuck closer to see Stud riding the two beasts. Each started stroking their dicks, enthralled.
"Jack, you need to pull out." Stud whispered, "My ass is tearing." Jack pulled out and sat up all sweaty. Stud leaned back and plunged on my cock a few times. "Sorry, kiddo, This Stud is worn out." He stood and rubbed his a-hole. "That was fucking amazing." He rubbed his ass some more. "And it fucking hurt like hell." He rubbed some more. "Until my ass's adjusted." Stud carefully sat on one of the log benches, "Guess I'll walk funny."
"So," I asked Jack, "did you like it?"
Jack was spread legged on a log finishing off what was started. Carlos had come over to help Jack by licking his balls. "That was interesting, but I think I will stay with the old fashion one fucker at a time." Just then, Jack moaned and shot a huge load all over his chest.
Stud looked at Jack and his chest. "Seems to have brought the best out of you."
Jack laughed. "This old ass needs to go to bed." He mopped up cum with a shirt lying on the ground. He didn't know whose, just hoped the fuck did laundry before the wife.
"Me too," I said. "It has been a full day of fishing."
"I'll join you," chimed in Stud as he quickly caught up with Jack and me.
We left Carlos and Leo to tend the fire and each other. Leo had new moves he wanted to try on Carlos. Poor Carlos.
I slept very warm that night between Stud and Jack, my ass safe. Damn.