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Arizona Vacation, Chapter 3
After everyone cleaned up and rested, the six men went for a swim, then it was once again an evening on the beach having a cookout and enjoying a lot of alcohol and each other's company. Nothing was really said about the events that had transpired during the day, but the memories were astill fresh in each man's mind. As the evening came to a close and the six men returned to the boat for the night, Eric finally broke the silence.
"Hey guys, I know what my fantasy is."
All five others looked at him quizzically.
"I've always wanted to be sort of kidnapped. You know, blindfolded and tied up, then stripped down and raped without ever seeing my attackers' faces. It just strikes me as kind of hot. Do you think you guys would want to do something like that to me? He asked.
The five men looked at one another, and you could actually see them contemplating this unusual request.
"I don't think that particular fantasy would work," said Gary, "you'd know it was coming while we were out here and that would take away from the excitement."
"I guess you're right, but it would be fun sometime." Eric answered.
Later on deck, Ryan and Stan were chatting about how they could pull off Eric's fantasy without him knowing the were going to do it. After subtly talking with the other three, a plot was hatched. The six say their goodnights and retired for the evening. The moon was almost full that night and somewhere around 3 in the morning, Ryan shook Stan awake.
"It's time." He smiled.
Ryan quietly crept to each room and awoke the sleepers to help with Eric's fantasy. A large black cloth bag was pulled out of storage, along with several lengths of rope and a few other items. The five approached the door to Eric's room and slowly opend it. Eric lay there on top of his covers in his sweats. Ever so slowly, they surrounded the bed, and on Ryan's signal, Eric was quickly rolled onto his stomach, gagged and the bag placed over his head. It startled him awake, and he let out a yelp. His hands were quickly bound behing him tightly, but not so tight as to hurt him, and he was pulled to his feet.
"Keep your mouth shut and we won't hurt you." A voice said.
"We're going to have some fun with this one!" another voice said.
Eric knew it was his friends, but it still excited him to be in this situation, not knowing what was going to happen. He started to slightly tent the front of his sweats as he stood there.
"Well, well, look at this boys, look at the front of his pants, he's liking this." Gary said, as he rubbed his hand across Eric's hardening cock.
Eric was led through the boat to the deck where the day's events had transpired earlier. He was made to sit on a deck chair, with the gag still in place and the bag still over his head. Two hands reached up into the bag and fastened a blindfold over his eyes and the bag was removed. The gag was removed from his mouth as one of his assailants spoke.
"You make one sound, and we'll slit your throat...or worse!"
Eric could do nothing but sit queitly as the blood continued to flow into his hardening cock and a visible tent appeared in his sweats. One of his attackers reached down and groped his stiff rod, rubbing it up and down several times. Eric let out a low moan as his fuck stick continued to get harder.
"Let's see what this boy is packing under here, he said, as he was lifted to his feet.
Eric's sweats were slipped off his waist and his burgeioning erection sprang forth. Gary pulled down on it slightly and released it so it snapped back up against his stomach with an audible smack. Gary gave it a few good up and down strokes, before forcing Eric to his knees and pulling his face into his crotch.
"You like this cock boy?" he asked as he rubbed Eric's face over his crotch.
You want my cock don't you, boy? He asked, "get it hard for me."
Eric mouthed the hardening penis through Gary's shorts, unknowing that the others had circles him and were standing there in various stages of undress. His blindfold tightly in place, Eric had no clue as to what was happening around him. Ryan and Stan moved towards Gary as Gary stepped back and they took up Gary's place. Stan in his boxers and Ryans naked. Stan grasped Eric's head and rubbed it in his crotch, allowing his cock to slip through the fly.
"Yeah, lick my hard cock you little slut-boy," Stan moaned.
Eric slathered his lips and tongue up and down the hardening shaft as Stan released his balls through the fly of the boxers as well and rubbed them on Eric's face.
"Oh yesssss, lick my balls, get them good and wet for me," he crooned.
Ryan moved closer, turned around and bent over, holding his ass apart for Stan to guide Eric's face to. Eric began lapping at Ryan's ass and rosebud like a man posessed; running his tongue up and down the crack before pointing his tongue and trying to force it into Ryan's pucker.
"Hey guys, this little cock-sucker eats ass pretty good too," Ryan joked, getting into the role play they were all performing.
Greg had moved behind Eric, and was now stoking his cock to its full hardness in preparation for entering Eric's ass. Gary had spread Eric's ass cheeks and was touguing Eric's hole, getting it ready. Greg moved into position, and Eric felt the soft spongy head of a cock knocking at his back door. Still tonguing Ryan's ass, Eric willed himself to relax as the head of Greg's erection slipped past his opening. Greg paused a few seconds to allow Eric time to adjust, then with no warning, drove his cock all the way in to the base until hiss blaas were against Eric's ass. Eric groaned from in Ryan's ass as Greg bottomed out in him. Greg began a slow, but very deliberate fucking of Eric's ass, as one by one the other's presented either their ass or cock for Eric to enjoy during his fucking. At one point, Greg was fucking Eric, Eric was sucking Stan, and Gary laid down on the deck and slid under Eric, taking Eric's cock into his mouth. The other two were stoking their cocks nearby, and again the deck began to have that familiar smell of sex. Greg announced that he was getting close, and with a final groan, unloaded his baby-butter deep into Eric's bowels. He stepped back, pulling his softening cock from Eric's ass as Ryans moved to take his place and take up on the anal assault the Greg had started.
Ryan pushed all the way in, then withdrew completely, before driving his cock into Eric again. On and on the attack on Eric's ass went from Ryan. Each stroke coming out completely, then drive in back balls deep. Eric was slowly sliding across the deck as Ryan pounded into his ass. Eric couldn't hold back any longer and began to spew his load into Gary's throat, which was still suctioned to his meat. Gary, being ever the trooper that he was, swallowed as fast as he could, savoring the man-juice as it slid down his throat. Ryan pulled out and shot his load all over Eric's back, then stepped aside, allowing the next "contestant" to step up to the plate and enter Eric's now well-fucked and open hole.
Stan was quite happy to take up where Ryan left off, rubbing his cockhead up and down Eric's leaking, spooge covered crack, before pushing into Eric and starting a nice rhythm of stroking away at Eric's prostate. Stan knew just how to angle to hit Eric's hot button and soon Eric's member was standing at full attention. Bill took notice of Eric's cock, and proceeded to lie face down on the deck, slide under Eric and guide Eric's now hard cock into his ass. The sensory overload for Eric was almost too much and he felt he might pass out. Here he was with a cock in his ass, his cock in someone's ass, a cock in his mouth, blindfolded and being used like a disposable sex toy.
Suffice it to say that Eric could not last long plugging into whoever's ass it was he was in. He wasn't quite sure, since he was blindfolded, but after only about 5 minutes, he grunted around the cock in his mouth and his cock erupted, firing hot bolts of molten jism far up Bill's ass. Stan felt Eric's ass muscles tighten at this, and that was all that was needed to add another load to Eric's bowels. After Stan slid out of Eric, Gary took the opportunity to begin to pound Eric's prostate again, as Bill moved in front of Eric's face, bent over and began allowing Eric to lick and suck his own cum out of his ass. Some creative muscle work, and a large blob of cum appeared at the opening to his anus, and Eric's tongue lapped at it like a kitten at a dish of milk.
His ass thoroughly cleaned, Bill turned around and had Eric suck his cock as Gary rode his ass. Bill could feel the cum start to boil in his balls and knew he wouldn't last much longer under Eric's expert oral ministrations. When he could no longer stand it, Bill pulled his cock from Eric's mouth, gave it a couple of quick strokes, and proceeded to give Eric a facial he would never forget. Shot after shot of warm man-cream covered Eric's face and hair. When he finished, Bill rubbed his slimy cock all across Eric's face, smearing the jism all over his face. Gary also unloaded his load into Eric at about the same time, then pulled his cock out of Eric's abused hole.
"Looks like the little slut-boy enjoyed himself." Gary said as Eric collapsed on the deck, cum trickling out of his ass and down his legs.
The five men helped Eric to his feet and assisted him back to his bed, where he collapsed, blindfold still on, and began almost immediately to snore softly as he fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of the ass fuckings he had just gotten, warm cum still deep inside him.
Sorry it took so long to write this latest chapter, but I hope it was worth the wait. Well guys, that is three fantasies down adn three to go.
Who's fantasy should be next? Want to read more? I love feedback. Rynsloth@prodigy.net