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I woke up at 8:25 AM so well ahead of my alarm. I had slept like a log and had regained my so much needed rest. What? Do you think I could go on fucking and being fucked like I had in those last couple of days without paying for it? Believe you me, after my Brussels adventure and yesterdays photo shoot I was drained. I had arrived at my youth hostel in Charleroi at six and went for a small bite to eat. When I returned to my room I fell asleep and now we're here at the start of my new day and next leg of my trip across Belgium. By now you must know my routine by heart, so shower, packing, breakfast, check out doesn't have to be a surprise anymore.
I left Charleroi along the same canal I had arrived. In the opposite direction, but still the same canal. After two kilometers my GPS send me across from it and there I met my first, in what turned out to be a long, long line, of nemeses. A steep climb on a long straight road. Overconfident I started my battle with gravity. Hey, with twenty four gears at my disposal that climb shouldn't be a problem at all, right? As I've told you before we Dutch aren't only cheap we're stubborn as well. When I started at my third climb my legs felt to be filled with lead. For every two meters up I thought my baggage behind me dragged me a half one down again. I just had to rest a moment. I stepped of my bike and looked back at the distance I had conquered and ahead to what was still left. Damn, just one sixth gone still five sixth parts to go. With desperation around the corner I climbed back in the saddle and started my fight again. I had to stop two more times before I crested this hill. As I zoomed down in sheer delight with a speed close to forty KMH the next hill doomed up ahead. BEEP, ... , BEEP-BEEP. Yes, I know straight on at the next crossing. Wait, what? My GPS guided me to the right, along the next ridge.
With some right and left turns I found myself at the beginning of, according to the road sign, a bicycle road constructed just for that purpose. The asphalt path was enclosed by majestic trees and shrubbery. A babbling brook cascaded alongside it. Birds sang in the treetops. I heard no other sounds, at all. Refreshed from sheer delight I rode along it. At some points the path was hewn into the rocks to my left offering a vertical wall of a couple of meters only to retreat back in the hill and a drop to the brook on my right. Picture perfect beauty to me. Temperature that day had risen to a sweltering thirty degrees Celsius but due to the opulent shade from the trees it felt wonderful. When midday arrived my stomach implied my need for a stop. With a quick look around and a study on my GPS I saw the brook move away from the path to a nearby small lake. A good destination for lunch and some rest. I had to navigate my way through some bushes, but my reward was magnificent. The lake wasn't bigger than maybe twelve meters in diameter, its shoreline was mostly covered with grass. It was being fed by the same brook it flowed out in, the one I had followed along the path.
Now out in the open the heat crashed down on me like a sledge hammer. I decided to take a swim first and then have lunch to dry myself up and get back on the road again. So I stripped out of my clothing, with having seen not a single soul on my way along the path I dared to go for a skinny dip. The water was freezing cold yet on a day like this divine. I floated on my back and let the water and sun do their magic on my body.
"Arête, qui e la?"
From shock my head went underwater and I nearly drowned. Spluttering and gasping for air I came up to find a soldier on the lakeshore and two flanking me in the water and holding me upright to keep me from drowning for real. They had dived in at the first signs that I might be drowning without taking of any of their uniforms. The soldier on the shore addressed me again.
"Qui e la? Pourquoi son vous ici?"
Still out of breath and clinging to the two soldiers next to me I stumbled to the shore line.
"Erm, pardon ne moi me parle vous angles?" "Qui, who are you and what do you do here?" "I'm sorry if I'm trespassing, I hadn't seen any signs. I just wanted to rest from my ride and relax a little." "I see. So you are not spying on us?" "No, no nothing like that, I haven't even seen you until now."
During my interrogation the two that had `rescued' me had stripped out of their wet uniforms, completely. One of them approached me and my interrogator.
"Drop the act Jean, he's clearly innocent." "I am not so sure about that Philipe, let me ask him one more question."
He turned back at me, looked me deep in my eyes with a stern look on his face.
"Do you mind if we join you?" "Huh? What?" "Do you mind if we join you in the water?" "What Jean is asking is do you mind if we three also take a dip in the water?" "You don't demand that I leave?" "No, not at all. Jean, Henry and I had the same idea that you had. To cool down in the lake." "Philipe is right, we saw you crash through the bushes and waited to see what you were up to." "Qui, and we liked the, be it small, show of you undressing."
A wicked thought shot in my head. This could become my next adventure if I play my cards right.
"I can't refuse my brave and handsome rescuers the opportunity to let their clothes dry, now can I? Ooh, how can I ever repay their bravery?"
With that I flipped Henry's dick, who had joined us, with a finger.
"Oh, we have caught us a wild one here Philipe." "I think you are right there, Henry." "Guys we're here to cool down first. This hot stud has to wait for later." "The name is JC. Last one in the water is a rotten egg." "Hey, that is not fair, I am still dressed."
Laughing I dove in the water with Philipe and Henry on my tail. Jean took his time to take off his uniform and joined us in the water. I had a good look at him while he was undressing. He wasn't bad looking, none of them were. Buff not overly muscled, small waist, strong legs and an impressive weapon. Philipe was build smaller, he also was muscled but not as much as Jean. He had a smaller yet thicker cock. Now Henry was a tall Nubian warrior. He had an ebony tone of skin, broad shoulders, small waist and a circumcised long thin dick. We splashed around in the water and let it cool our heated bodies. Every now and again I felt a hand stroke, pinch, pull and caress my ass or dick so I returned the favors, obviously. After twenty minutes horsing around I had enough of the water so I waded to the shore and lied down in the sun. The men joined me within minutes. Henry to my left, Philipe to my right and Jean next to him. We all had a good stretch and rested from our antics in the water.
"What has brought you to this part of the woods JC?" "My bike." "Seriously, what are you doing here besides annoying Jean, Henry and me?" "Vacation, I'm having my vacation crossing Belgium. And before you ask yes, on my bike and no, this isn't my first part of that trip it's my eight part. And I've planned for six more parts before returning home." "Wow, chapeau, that is mighty sportive of you." "Thanks. Now, I still owe my rescuers a proper thank you. Oh, how can a lonely little gay bike rider like me ever repay that debt. Hmm, maybe my big muscled rescuers can come to my rescue one more time and give me a clue." "I do not know about Henry's or Jean's wishes, but for me you can start with some mouth to dick resuscitation." "Crude, but I would love to obey that wish."
I rolled over to my knees and moved between Philippe's legs and placed my mouth on his awaiting dick. I started to suck him off, I moved my head up and down and felt him grow larger. He was a grower not a shower obviously. I sucked him down with vigor, he had a dick I could worship on a daily base. Just thick enough I could feel a stretch on my lips and long enough to approach my gag-point. Philipe had placed his hands on my head and softly guided me along his pulsating shaft without any force. More hands roamed over my body, Jean and Henry had started their own investigation to my G-spots. Every time they would find one I moaned which drew a shudder from Philipe. A shock of thrill and excitement ran up my spine as a wet tongue trailed through my gorge. I tried to look who was down there giving me this thrill, but due to the fact I was screwed on this tasty dick of Philipe I couldn't turn to see. In my peripheral vision I caught a glimpse of Jean, so Henry was left to be the culprit. With a gentle push on my head Philipe lifted me from his dick leaving a strain of saliva and precum between it and my mouth. He nudged me to the side to encounter another pulsating awaiting cock. I slid down Jean like I had Philipe. Jean was bigger. My mouth stretched out more and he reached my gag-point. I had to relax and swallow to allow him further entrance. Henry had by now parted my ass cheeks and was going to town on me hole. He licked and poked at my hole, my grunts and moans had me make Jean squirming and quivering. Henry stopped for a second only to return to licking, or so I thought, something was different. The licking was more forceful and a gentle push of a finger was felt. Only when Jean lifted my head and nudged it to my left and I noticed a black mamba awaiting my mouths attention I knew Philipe was now at my backdoor. I let Henry enter my mouth and let him slide deeper. The stretch to my lips was gone but only halfway down he reached my gag-point. With all I had in me I relaxed and swallowed to lower myself deeper on his pulsating warm shaft. When the poking fingers were replaced by a blunter object I clenched shut in panic. No bare backing for me.
"Relax JC, I am wearing a condom. Trust us."
Those kind words from Philipe made me relax and allow him entrance. He slid in with ease. Gently he pushed his warm pulsating cock deeper to stop again at my prostate to pull out again. With slow easy thrusts he started to fuck me. The snake in my mouth reacted to my grunts with a quickening pulse. We started a slow rocking motion, Philipe pushed me off his dick and on Henry's only to pull me on him again and Henry out of my mouth. The sensation it gave me was intoxicating. Every time Philipe hit my ass with his abs Henry's hood pulsated in my mouth, and when my nose touched Henry I could feel the rim of Philipe at my exit. They rocked me back and forth a couple of times when Philipe pulled out completely only to be replaced by the larger hood of Jean. He replaced Philippe's thrusts with more force to them. He managed to reach a deeper point in my ass. Henry lifted my head and nudged me to my right where Philipe awaited my mouth again. True to his word he had wore a condom when he fucked me, I could still taste the chemical remnants of it. I was enjoying it to the fullest, his precum tasted good, as Henry replaced Jean. With a long, long slow thrust he entered me. I could feel every centimeter of his mamba slither down my intestine. It was a good thing Philipe and Jean had opened his path for him, he kept pushing in. I was on the verge of tapping him out to stop his progress when his balls connected with mine. I had him in me completely. The feeling of sheer bliss washed over me, a long dick up my ass, a deliciously one in my mouth and a throbbing one awaiting his turn. However also a small nag scratched the back of my mind.
They kept their rotation going for a couple of times, it was now Henry's third, or was it his fourth already, turn to fuck me. That's when the nag exploded in my mind, I had stepped into a trap, again. I wasn't just thanking three soldiers who had saved me from drowning, which by the way they had caused by startling me in the first place, I was entertaining the troops. The synchronization of their switches was so coordinated it just couldn't be coincidental. The one I was sucking must be the one to tell the others when to switch by offering me the one relaxing. A truly good cocksucker like me can tell when a man is close to cum, a better one let him come down from that edge only to push him back again. With having sucked all three men a couple of times I knew none of them had been close to that edge, yet. And trust me I have tried, despite the attention my ass received my head was into my giving head. What should I do? Stop them and confront them? That would mean this amazing fuck would end and I loved the attention they gave me. These three men knew exactly how to keep me on the edge. The rotation of their fuck was so good. First a short massage to my prostate, followed by a stretch on my insides and deeper thrusts to be followed by even deeper attention. And their individual tasting cocks were delicious. First the fresh taste of a summers day to be followed by the tang of a autumn storm to follow with a spicy winters night. I've told you before I have a mixed-up pallet. My mind made the choice to let them have their way with me, I would tell my `rescuers' my findings afterwards. Until then I would enjoy this, hmmm, oooh so wonderful adventure.
Although I had made up my mind somehow in an I-still-don't-know-how whatever way my body must have given of a sing or something. Instantaneously Henry and Philipe pulled out of me at the same time, automatically I moved my head to my left to suck on my next offering only to find nothing there waiting for me.
"Merde putain, il entendu." "No, ce pas possible Henry." "Mais qui, regarder."
A little bit dazed I flipped onto my back and looked up to my three stallions surrounding me.
"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" "Henry thinks you know." "Know? Know what Philipe? That you conned me? So?" "Conned? Expliquer cil vous plait." "Conned? Ehm, tricked, swindled, fooled me?" "So he is right." "What gave us away?" "Well Jean, your synchronization to be honest." "Merde." "So? I'll ask again, why did you stop?" "You ..., you mean you do not mind?" "Mind? Henry, please really?" "You want us to continue?" "Hell yes. Well, maybe a cool down first and then look where we go from there?" "D'accord, I am in. Guys?"
Two full heartedly `Qui's' followed Henry's conformation within seconds. The four of us ran to the lake and dove into the cooling water. The cold water invigorated us with new energy. With limp dicks, well one or two were already having a grow spurt, we returned to the scene of the crime.
"Now, since I'm the victim here I do believe it's my turn to call the shots now. Don't I?" "Qui, what do you want us to do?" "Let's see if I can blow some life into your weapons."
Saying that I kneeled down and pulled them closer to me so I only had to turn my head to service' them individually. I started with Philipe. I sucked him in my mouth and applied my magic. Because I had the control I kept on sucking until I knew Philipe was close to his edge before I moved on to my next casualty-to-be in this war, Jean. The soft whimper from Philipe told me I hadn't lost my touch in timing. I sucked on Jean, his edge was faster to reach because he had played with himself during my first battle. Henry was the next one in my line of fire. He hadn't played with himself, and due to his circumcision and length I had to pull out more registers to reach his edge. I made my round along the troops two more times. Licking my lips to savor their flavors I looked up into six slightly glazed eyes. I had won this fight, if I wanted to punish' them for their misbehavior I could have done it there and then. But I wanted more, no I needed more. I had seen their satchel lying close at hand and I had figured that it contained their condoms so I reached for it and threw it up to Philipe.
"Time to suit up soldier and prepare for your next combat." "Qui, mon commandant."
That answer was ambrosia to my soul. I had them in the palm of my hand. I was in control. And they knew it as well.
"Now lie down on your back and don't move. At all. You hear soldier? One move and your done. Jean, make yourself ready to take his place if he fails. No, when he fails." "Qui, mon commandante." "Same goes for you Henry. Ready Philipe? Here we go."
I squatted and hovered my ass just above the tip of Philippe's awaiting dick. Slowly, at a snail's pace I lowered myself on his hood and let him enter me. Just after I had felt his rim pop through I waited. I gyrated my hips a little to let him touch around in my crevasses before I let him slide in deeper. Again I waited on his lap before I lifted myself ever so slowly giving small squeezes along the way. His long guttural groans told me he liked it, a lot. At the top of my ascend I thrust myself back in his lap in one fast swoop. I lifted myself again slowly and lowered again slowly. I kept repeating my actions in rotating speeds. On my fifth slow descend Philipe lost his calm and anticipated with an upward thrust. I let go of my balance and pinned him to the ground.
"Awh, to bad, you've lost. And I had such high hopes you could last longer. Jean, you're up. Lie down." "Qui, avec plaisir mon commandante."
I repeated almost the same actions with Jean as I had done to Philipe, who by the way laid next to us still panting. I applied a small change though. Now I lowered and lifted myself slowly twice before I thrust down on Jean. Hey, he had watched my play on Philip so it's only fair to shuffle the deck for this new game. I fucked myself on Jean for nearly ten minutes and was about to surrender myself when he too lost his calm.
"Hmm, that was nice. Too bad you couldn't hold on longer. Henry you've got a shot now." "Qui."
Now with Henry I went reverse saddle. New game, new deck. With his length this position would give me the upper hand in his penetrations. Or so I thought. The very moment I let him slide in I knew I had overplayed my hand. Because he was last in line he had the longest time to recover from my blowjob. He wasn't as rigid like before, he didn't slide in he grew in. However I had to give it a try to break him. I let my feelings take control of my speed changes, whatever felt right at the moment I did. I applied every trick I could think of. Leaning back, leaning forward, straight up and down, I tried it all. After fifteen, yes fifteen, minutes I gave in. Henry hadn't moved a toe for all I was aware of.
"Ooh my god, ... hmm. You win. Fuck me, fuck me like the bitch I am. Give it to me." "Are you sure?" "Yes, yes, yes. You two come here and let me suck those cocks."
When Henry started to move in me I took hold of the other cocks in my reach and started to suck them. I lost all track of time when Henry started his onslaught to my bowels. Jean was the first to cum. He shot his hot seed all over my face, it flowed from my stern to my chest. Within moments Philipe joined his load to it, where it landed it scorched my skin. It was so hot to have those two soldiers cum on me nearly simultaneously it pushed me over my edge as well. My cum landed in the grass between Henry's legs. My spasms triggered him too. He filled his condom good.
Spend I collapsed on his chest and sighed a breath of content. Very carefully Henry lifted my ass from his, still pulsating cock and placed me gently next to him in the grass. The others joined us on my other side with Philipe closest to me. I had closed my eyes to keep the sun and seed out of them. With a rag someone wiped my face and chest affectionately and removed the evidence. To replace it with two sets of lips that started to kiss my face all over. A third pair joined their gratitude trail on my chest and neck. Up to now they hadn't kissed me at all, but they made good on that neglect in abundance. They didn't skip a single spot from my stern to my bellybutton. But not on my mouth.
"Incroyable, this was amazing. Merci JC." "You're welcome Henry, but I must thank you guys. Phew, I'm done." "Ooh, it was heaven. And that way you turned the tables on us, hmmm." "I just finished the game you've started Jean." "Yeah, but ... hmmm." "What Jean is trying to say is, that you are not our first rescue in this lake." "No Philipe? I'm not? What a shock." "However, you are the first to thank us so ... how do you say considérable?" "He he, considerably, extensive, wide." "Qui, yes considerably he he." "Well Philipe, with three handsome soldiers like you, it wasn't that much of a sacrifice for me." "What are your plans now?" "I've a reservation at a bed and breakfast in Awenne I have to go to, Henry." "Awenne? That is still a ride of about an hour." "Why do you not call them and cancel. We share a cottage up in the woods and you are welcome to ... sleep there." "Hmm, tempting Jean but no. I must go then. However, I think I still have time for a quick dip in the lake beforehand. Anyone care to join me?"
I hadn't need to ask. With load woops we all dove in the cold water to freshen up. Again a lot of stroking, pinching and blatant groping occurred below the waterline. After twenty minutes I got cold and left the water to be followed by three erections attached to my three soldiers. I had to fight hard to suppress the urge to help them out. I crash landed in the grass and let the sun do her magic in warming and drying me. My three soldiers were still in the mood for more pleasure. Their hands roamed all over my body. Their attentions and the suns love had me hard in no time. When Jean offered me his dick again to suck on and Philipe took my stiff cock in his mouth I had to stop them.
"Boys no, please no. Stop. I have to go now." "Are you sure?" "You are going to leave us with these?" "Yes, please stay JC. You can suck on this chocolate bar again." "Argh, ... no, yet so tempting, especially yours Henry but no. I've got to go."
Resolutely I picked up my clothes and stuffed my pleading cock in my underwear, pulled on my shorts and t-shirt. When I sat to tie my shoelaces three bouncing cocks approached me. It was a struggle to keep my focus on my shoes but somehow I managed. Once done I looked up into three awaiting cocks, and a wicked thought popped in my mind. They still needed a punishment for their con. I reached for the cock to my right, Jean's. I scooped his scrotum in my hand and guided his shaft to my mouth. Wrapped my lips around him and sucked him in twice, and I let go.
"Merci Jean."
Next in line was Philipe. I repeated my blowjob with him.
"Merci Philipe."
Last one was the black mamba of Henry. I had to work for it to allow him in completely but I managed. And again just twice.
"Merci Henry, e a bientôt?" "Do not leave us like this. Please."
Without me saying another word I grabbed my bike and made my way back to the path through the bushes. I could hear the men pleading for my return, but I ignored them. I even think I heard Jean call me a cochon' and Philipe a fils de pute', that's gratitude for you and that after all I've given them. Serves them, told you before payback is a bitch.
My ride to my B&B would have been unmentionable wasn't it for my final approach to the town. I was zooming again down a winding road when my GPS indicated me to turn left and continue for 700 meters. I squeezed my brakes and turned, to be confronted by a nearly vertical climb. The road sign told me I faced an incline of 14%, my god. After the day I had I didn't have the strength anymore to even try it. I stepped off my bike and started my walk. Two cars passed me along the way and I think I had received some funny looks. Who could blame them? What kind of idiot would think of riding a bike up this incline? It took me nearly forty minutes to conquer that road. I arrived at this quaint building in which my B&B was. I was welcomed warmly by this older couple. They introduced themselves as Tom and Mary, they were retired Dutch immigrants that had opened this B&B to have a small addition to their pension. They showed me around the property, well not much there but still. They had two rooms to lend, each with its own be it small bathroom upstairs. The main room on the ground floor they had divided into a bar slash kitchen for publically use and a seating area with a fireplace. On the left side facing back there was a door leading to the sauna. Tom showed me how to operate it if I wanted to use it with the request to tell him honestly if I had used it, because it wasn't free of charge. Behind the bar Mary showed me the beverage fridge, and again their friendly request to be honest about anything I took. She also showed me the coffee machine and told me how to use it with the request to clean it after my use, this time it was free. This couple was so nice and warm, that not a hair on my body even considered to deceive them.
As a welcome they offered me anything I wanted to drink, on them. I had a local cold beer, it was good. After the hot day behind me it was like an angel was ... dancing on my tongue. (The translation from Dutch is kind of crude. The literal translation would be pissing.) Tom, Mary and I went through my plans for tomorrow, I had booked two nights with them. So I told them I had planned to ride to Han-Sur-Lesse to see the caves and take it from there to see what comes my way. They told me they wouldn't be available all day, they would leave at 10 AM and wouldn't be back before 11 PM. They had to visit a relative in Zeeland, you know the province in the south-west of The Netherlands where Vlissingen is. I would have the run, and responsibility of the B&B. No need for panic, all was taken care of, no other guests would be around nor arrive, I was their only guest that weekend. I simply had the task not to burn the place down in their absence. I saw no problems at all. With our little chat over we drank our drinks making small talk. I excused myself, wished them a good night and retreated to my designated room. I undressed, took a quick shower, dropped on the noisily protesting bed and went to sleep.
To be continued ?!?!