Note: Sorry for the delay in getting these next parts out. Life's been crazy, what with buying a house and ending a semester. I promise to do better in the future.
This is a story of gay men performing consensual sex acts with other gay men. If you are underage or if these stories violate the law where you live, then please don't read. Also, if such acts disgust or outrage you, then again, please don't read. Note that in these stories, unsafe sex does occur, but only where all parties involved are HIV negative, and know this because of regular testing (or they're virgins). Every sexually active person, gay or straight, should be tested regularly for HIV. Knowing your's and your partner's status can save your life!
Special Thanks to CJ for editing this story.
Part 9
Pete:
As we walked into the clearing, we saw five hot studs looking like sleeping naked angels. Turning to Ted, I asked, "Should we wake them?"
"No," Ted said. "From the drying cum on Steve's and Tad's faces, it looks like they've earned a rest. Let them sleep, and you and I can get dinner started."
"Are you sure you've got enough food for all of us?" I asked.
"Lord, yes," he said. "It'll be simple though: lentil stew and camp bread."
"Sounds delicious," I said. "What can I do to help?"
"You get the fire started back while I get the supplies out of the tent." With that, he went into the big, four-man tent. I meanwhile went over to the fire. They had banked it earlier, and there were still hot coals buried under the ashes. Using those, I had a good fire started by the time he returned, with several bags of foodstuffs and a half-full bottle of Jack Daniels.
"I thought that while we got dinner going, we could have a cocktail." With that, he opened the bottle and took a good swig. He passed it to me and I did the same. I love the burning feeling bourbon gives my throat and insides as it passes through me.
"Damn, that hits the spot," I said. He grinned and said, "Yeah I know. Nothing like bourbon in the mountains."
As he got dinner started, our conversation continued.
"So, Pete, where do you live?" he asked. When I told him that I was a university professor in New Orleans, he smiled. "I love that town. My wife and I brought Steve there when he was little. He "oohed" and "aahed" over every thing he saw there."
"Well, if he came back now, I bet he would do the same again, for different reasons," I said, laughing.
"No doubt," he laughed. "What about your friend John?"
"He and his wife live in Atlanta," I said.
"His wife?" Ted asked incredulously.
"Yes, he's married," I said, and proceeded to give him John's story. When I had finished, he said, "Damn! She sounds like one hell of a woman!"
"Oh, she is," I said. "I love both of them deeply."
"The reason I'm asking," he said, "is that with the boys leaving for college in the fall, Bob and I are going to be lonely. It would be nice to have some friends that we didn't have to hide our proclivities around. I wonder if they would be interested in coming down to Macon some weekend. Bob's got a great old house that I'm planning on moving into after the boys leave."
"I'll talk to John, but I'm sure that they'd love to," I said. "But be warned: She might decide that a four-way romp would be fun."
"We'd probably enjoy that," he said. "After all, both Bob and I were married; it's not that we don't like women. Regardless, I think that we all could be good friends."
"Well don't forget that you've got a friend here, too," I said. "After all, New Orleans is not that far away. I come up to Atlanta frequently, and if your brother's anything like you, I'd love to get to know him." With that, I leaned over and kissed him.
He returned my kiss and said," I'd like that. And I bet that Bob would, too."
"Bob would what?" we heard from behind us. Turning my head, I saw a naked stud standing before us. He was about 6'0" and leanly built; almost hairless except for his pubes and a few hairs surrounding his big nipples. Speaking of big, even soft, his dick was huge, hanging down almost 6" with a long foreskin covering the head. He had low-hanging balls that looked to be as hairless as the rest of him. Looking up, I saw blue eyes and graying black hair. He looked to be a few years older that Ted.
"Bob, I was just saying that we would like for him to come visit us in Macon sometime," Ted said. "Bob, Pete. Pete, Bob."
"Good to meet you, Bob," I said, holding out my hand. He shook my hand as I continued, "Ted has told me all about you."
"I'm sure," he grinned. "Does nobody wear clothes anymore?"
"The weather's so nice, being naked in the woods is wonderful," I said.
"It is that," Bob replied and sat down beside us.
Ted said, "From the looks of things, you had a good time."
"Oh, yeah," Bob said. "That Sean is one hot kid. But that John really turns my crank."
"Yeah, me too. Pete was filling me in on John's story," Ted said. "Did you know he was married?"
"No. Really? Does his wife know?"
"She does," I replied. "He came out to her about his bisexuality before they got married. She's fine with it. They even have shared a man on occasion."
"Damn! She sounds like one hell of a woman. My wife would never have understood," Bob said.
"She is," I said. "Sweet, intelligent and beautiful too. John once commented that she and I could be brother and sister. She has long blond hair, and is long and lean, like a model."
"I'd love to meet her," Bob said, "but right now, I want to see how big that thing between your legs can get." With that, he reached down and grabbed my dick, which immediately started swelling. Leaning over, he kissed me. As I returned his kiss, I heard Ted sigh and say, "Here we go again," and I felt his hand tugging on my nipple. Never breaking the kiss, I reached down and grabbed their dicks with my hands and felt them growing. Ted leaned in and we started a three-way kiss, our tongues sparring with each other as we played with each other's now-hard cocks.
After a few minutes, I pulled out of the kiss. I had to see Bob's dick to see if it was as big as it felt. It was huge! It had to be 10", and while it was thinner than Ted's 8", it was quite a handful, with a small head tapering up to a thick base. Unlike Ted, whose foreskin had retracted over his head, Bob's foreskin still hung down over the head. I had to taste it; bending down, I took it into my mouth, sucking and chewing like a kid with a lollipop. Bob groaned, and I felt Ted's hot mouth taking my dick inside. Bob moaned, "God, that's it. Chew that skin!" Then, seeing that Ted's dick was unoccupied, he bent over and took his brother's dick in his mouth. We formed a manly triangle, sucking each other furiously, our hands wandering everywhere they could reach.
After a few minutes, we heard a voice say, "Hey, guys, can I join in?" Looking up, I saw John standing there, hard dick in hand.
"Hell, yes!" I said, "Get your hairy ass over here!" John dropped down and swallowed Bob's dick in one stroke as I started sucking on that thick dick that I knew so well. The formation changed from a triangle to a square and from the moans rising in the evening air, a good time was being had by all. After a few minutes, I felt Ted's finger entering my well-used asshole. I moaned in pleasure, and I slid my finger into John's ass, still moist from someone's come. I opened his legs and slid my tongue inside, tasting the remnants of come inside. I felt Ted's tongue on my own ass, and from Bob's groans, I knew that John was eating him as well. Ted gasped, and I knew his brother's mouth was on his own ass.
This continued for some time, everyone eating each other's asses. Finally, I pulled off long enough to say, "I really need to be fucked again. Bob, you're the only one who hasn't had me. Interested?"
"Hell, yes!" he exclaimed. Ted turned to John and said, "John, can I have a piece of that hairy ass?"
"Absolutely!" John said. John and I got on our hands and knees, side by side, and the two brothers got behind us. I felt Bob's mouth on my hot ass, and he said, "Damn! I taste Ted in there."
"Yeah, your brother fucked the hell out of me," I said. "Do you think you can do better?"
"Hell, yes!" he cried. "Let me show what his big brother can do!" With that, he sank that 10" into me with one stroke. I groaned as his head slid in easily, with my ass stretching wider and wider as he pushed all of the way in. I heard John gasp, and looking over, I saw that Ted had shoved his dick into John's ass up to the hilt. The brothers wasted no time in fucking the hell out of us, pounding our asses with pleasure. I was turned on by the thought of two brothers fucking John and I side by side, and I suspected everyone else was just as turned on.
Although the fucking was furious, I knew that neither was in any hurry to come: we all had come several times already. I relaxed and allowed myself to enjoy the fucking I was receiving with no need to come just yet. Bob was as good as his brother; he knew all sorts of tricks for giving me pleasure. He paid just enough attention to my prostate to keep me on the edge, without going over. From John's cries, I knew that he was getting the same treatment from Ted.
After about half an hour, Bob pulled out and said, "Pete, I need to feel that big dick deep inside of me!" Ted too pulled out and said to John, "Please fuck me!" So we changed positions, with the two brothers lying on their backs. As I threw Bob's legs over my shoulders, I asked, "Are you ready for me?"
"God, yes!" he said. "Shove it in me!" With that, I plunged my entire 9" into his ass. His ass, while tight, was indeed loose enough for me to enter with no trouble, and his gasp made me even hotter. As I fucked him, his ass was doing incredible things to my dick, and from John's and Ted's groans, I knew that they were enjoying each other immensely.
Grabbing John's head, I kissed him deeply as we continued to fuck the brothers. I then pulled off and focused on giving Bob pleasure. He was obviously doing the same for me, and our groans grew louder and louder, as were Ted's and John's. Finally, after about 15 minutes, I knew that I was close to cumming. I bent over and took the head of Bob's dick in my mouth. This set him off, and my mouth was filling with his hot, salty cum. The contractions of his ass were all that I needed, and I proceeded to fill his ass with my cum. From the groans beside me, I could tell that John and Ted were also shooting their loads, John in Ted's ass, and Ted's all over his chest and stomach.
Surprisingly, we then heard groans coming from our left. Looking over, I saw that Tad, Sean and Steve were sitting there, their hands on each other's dicks, and cum covering their chests and stomachs. In Steve's case, there was even cum dripping from his face. "Damn, Dad, that was hot!" Steve said.
"Were you watching the whole time?" Ted asked.
"Pretty much," Steve said. "You were going at it hot and heavy, and we decided to see what four old fogies could do. You did pretty well."
"Old fogies, my ass!" Bob said. "You just saw what four hot MEN can do. I'm sure you BOYS learned something."
"I sure did," Sean said. "I've never watched men getting it on before. It was almost as much fun as doing it."
Ted stood up, a sated look on his face. "Well guys, it was fun, but I need to check on the lentils." After he checked on dinner, we all went down to the creek and cleaned up. From the feeling from my ass as I walked back, I knew that I would remember Bob's fuck for some time to come.
Dinner was wonderful, and the conversation was great. Sean made plans to come and see the boys after they got settled in Athens, and John told Ted and Bob that he, with or without Kathy, would be visiting them in Macon sometime in the near future. Ted and I exchanged phone numbers, and I told them they were welcome to come down any time. Steve said, "Does that apply to Mardi Gras?"
"Hell, yes!" I replied. "Give me enough notice, and I'll come up with killer costumes for you guys."
"What do you mean?" Tad asked.
"Well on Tuesday, Mardi Gras day, everyone wears masks and typically not much else, weather permitting. It's really quite the show."
"I bet," Tad said.
After dinner, Sean asked, "Do you guys have a deck of cards?"
Bob said, "Sure do. Why?"
As Sean started explaining our adventure of the previous evening, I stood up, pulled my clothes out of my pack, and proceeded to dress. Ted asked, "Pete, aren't you staying?"
"No," I said. "I don't like leaving the campsite abandoned for too long."
"I understand that," Ted said. "Do you need a flashlight?"
Pulling my Maglite out of my pack, I said, "Never leave home without it."
"Well, then," he said. Getting up, he came over and kissed me deeply. "Thanks for coming. I had a great day."
"Me too," I said, returning his kiss. Going around the circle, I kissed Tad, Bob, and Steve. John said, "Hold up, Pete. I'll go back with you." He then got up, dressed, and we left our new friends' campsite.
End of Part 9