Thanks to all of you who've been patient with me. Things have been super busy lately, but I finally found some time to get the last day of the surreal weekend together.
Chapter 26: Last Day of the Lake Trip
When I woke up in the morning I was still alone. I didn't mind.
I rolled over, stretched, and went downstairs. I was surprised to find that I was the only one up. There was no noise in the place other than me walking around and the rain that hadn't let up. Normally the sound of rain would have kept me asleep, but for whatever reason I was awake.
I sat down at the table and read through one of the magazines that someone had brought up while chowing down on my cereal. It was a nice quiet morning and I was waking up slowly... but I kind of wanted to go back to bed. I went over to the couch and thought about turning the tv on, but instead laid down on the couch and read through the tv guide, planning some television watching. After about ten minutes I heard some noise and looked up to see Tim standing across the room.
"Good morning," he whispered.
"'Morning," I said, keeping my voice low.
He walked over, sitting down on the other couch. He was just in his briefs and looked nervous.
"Jake, can I ask you something?" he said.
"Sure. What's up?"
"Well... um... can... hmm... I was wondering..." he kept stammering.
"Yeah?"
"Um... shit." He stumbled around his words for about ten minutes until getting to the point. "Can you... can you fuck me?" he finally asked.
"Really?"
"Yeah... I think," he said. He was nervous about it but seemed like he really wanted the experience.
I stood up and walked over to him. I put my hand on his shoulder and told him I'd be MORE than happy to.
He stood up and we walked around the back of the couches and I led him to a large ottoman. I put my hands inside his waistband and pulled his briefs down to his feet, as I went to my knees in front of his dick. He was partly erect - he was turned on, but clearly still nervous. I wrapped my mouth around his dick and sucked on it for a minute or two to get him more into the mood.
He sat down on the ottoman and I stood up and grabbed the lube. I put plenty on my dick and onto his hole, after telling him to lie back. Unlike Joe, Tim was relaxing more readily and my fingers slid right in without much of a fuss. He breathed out, but didn't moan or anything. He also had raised his knees immediately. He was quickly becoming more comfortable with this.
I leaned onto the ottoman with one hand and lined myself up with the other, before pushing into Tim. He seemed to enjoy it - he was holding onto the edge of the ottoman when I first entered but quickly relaxed and rested his hands on his chest, interlacing his fingers.
"Mmm..." he said. He seemed to enjoy the sensation.
I started sliding in and out of him, but not too fast. I was making more noise than him, though, but trying to keep it down so as not to wake anyone up. But I started getting into it and he was plenty relaxed, and I really enjoyed sliding in and out.
I looked down at him and he had his eyes closed with a big smile on his face. He liked having his prostate tickled, it would seem.
I looked up when I saw a shadow move. I wasn't sure if it had been my imagination, but when I saw another movement, I looked up. There was Joe, holding a finger to his mouth telling me not to say anything. He walked over to us as quietly as he could, and due to the arrangement of the furniture I think even if Tim had opened his eyes he wouldn't have been able to see Joe walking over.
And Tim did open his eyes. He was looking down at his dick and pounding away at it. I had picked up my pace and I knew I wasn't going to last long, and within another fifteen to twenty seconds felt myself unable to hold back. I blew my load into Tim while he continued to beat away at his cock. He was completely absorbed by it and didn't notice that Joe was now only a couple of feet away.
Tim's dick erupted, shooting hot jizz all over his stomach and halfway up his chest. The force of his orgasm pushed me out of him and he closed his eyes and threw his head back again. That was when Joe pounced.
Joe moved around and licked the cum off his roommate's chest, down to his dick, wrapping his mouth around Tim's cock and sucking it dry. Tim, for his part, had put his legs down and dropped his arms down, and that's when I spoke up.
"Enjoy that, did ya?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said, not realizing at first that I wasn't the one sucking his dick and speaking to him. He opened his eyes and looked up and gasped.
"Joe!!! Shit, dude! What are you doing?" he almost shouted.
"Just cleaning up," he said, as he stood up.
Tim was suddenly very nervous again, and pushed himself up and was staring at me and at Joe.
"How long have you been standing there?" he asked.
"A little while," Joe said.
"Oh... so, you saw all of that?"
"Most of it, heh."
"Um... well... I was curious as to wh-" he said, when Joe cut him off.
"Save it. I was just licking cum off your chest. You don't need to explain anything to me," he said. "Besides, I was in your position last night."
"Really?" Tim asked.
"Yeah... I asked Jake for the same, um, experience last night when we got back from the hike."
Tim calmed down, and got up to go clean himself off. After he left the room, Joe turned to me, excited like a kid in a candy store. He was ecstatic that his roommate was, if not bisexual, was at least comfortable with everything that had been going on. And Joe confided that he had enjoyed bottoming enough that he could do it if Tim wanted to, but that Tim looked REALLY hot down there and hoped Tim would be willing to take turns.
I cleaned myself up a little and about an hour later, we were all awake and in the living room, trying to figure out what to do for the day. It was still pouring down rain and according to the Weather Channel, it wasn't going to lighten up. On top of that, we needed some more food. Though we thought we had planned well, we didn't have that many snacks. So Tommy volunteered to go to the grocery store and pick up some stuff, and asked if anyone wanted to go.
Being naked for the entire weekend I wasn't really up for the ride, particularly as I'd have to sit in the car the entire time. Alex, however, was into it. As it turned out, Alex had spent the night in the same bed as Tommy, and was clearly smitten with Tommy's personality and massive manhood down below. He said he'd go with Tommy, as did Matt and Dean.
I went upstairs to brush my teeth. I heard Alex come into the room and say he'd see me later. I chuckled to myself at the thought of him going with the other guys all the way to town and having to sit in the car stark naked while the rest of them went in. I even amused myself at the thought of at least one of them giving him more than "a ride" in the car. I figured they'd be gone for a long time and Alex might find some way to get them to take the long way - and I was sure Alex was going to love every minute of it.
I went back downstairs and Jeff was watching some television. Joe and Tim had disappeared to their room. I sat down on the couch and watched whatever was on. It wasn't a terribly exciting day, to be honest, but that was fine. Much to my relief, Jeff wasn't in the mood for anything. When Joe and Tim came downstairs, they were both smiling.
At this point, and maybe this is just a reaction to the weather, since it was fairly cool out and raining, everyone was clothed. Well, everyone but me, of course. Jeff, Tim, and Joe were all in t-shirts or polo shirts and wearing shorts and Joe and Jeff were wearing socks. It actually didn't strike me then that they were all dressed and I wasn't. I was comfortable and had been in this same state the entire weekend, so it wasn't a big deal. I did notice however, when the other guys came back after a few hours.
It was after three when Tommy's Jeep pulled into the driveway. I heard joking and the rustling of bags as they walked into the house. I was lying on the couch and sat up to look back and see how ragged Alex would look after the trip to the store. I was pleased to see that I'd won another $100 - not only were Tommy, Dean, and Matt dressed, but Alex was also fully dressed, shirt, shorts, shoes. I got up and walked over to help them unload stuff, nodding to Alex and smirking. He rolled his eyes a little and we unpacked the few items we were going to snack on for the rest of the day.
We all went back over to the living space and sat down. I decided not to bother getting dressed because, honestly, I was too lazy and no one seemed to think anything of it. And besides, no one knew about the bet that Alex and I had - outwardly it looked like he just didn't want to have sex right now.
We watched a football game, had a few beers, and eventually had dinner. Yep, I was naked the whole time. After dinner, though, Alex went up stairs and came back down without a stitch on. If he wanted to keep going, fine by me, but I wasn't planning to get dressed and I wasn't going to go further on the betting. Alex had lost, but clearly was up for more.
"Well, it's our last night, everybody," Alex said to everyone around 9 o'clock. "Anyone up for it one more time?"
A round of "I do" and "me" and "me too" followed, and Alex said he was hoping everyone was.
A couple of the guys stood up, including me, and we all walked over to the dining room table. It may have only been a few feet, but I had a full hard-on by the time I was standing next to it. As the day had worn on, I was really hoping for a little bit more action before the end of the trip, and Alex clearly wanted a big last event.
I hopped up on the table, and so did Alex, sitting just to my right. Jeff had practically run up to Alex and grabbed the lube, which made me laugh. He had dropped his shorts and was lubing himself up.
"Me first!" he said.
"Well, I take Jake then!" Dean said, and grabbed the lube from Jeff and dropped his own shorts and took his shirt off. He lubed himself and me and I laid back on the table. Alex was already on his back and Jeff was pounding Alex's ass.
It felt great as Dean slid his dick into me, and everyone was kind of standing around, chilling, splitting their attention between us and the television. I happened to glance at the clock above the oven, which I could see just over to the right in the kitchen... I was wondering how long our little festival here might go.
Like I said, Dean was a lover, and he never rushed. He started at it and was sliding in and out of me at a steady pace. It felt good, almost comforting, which was nice. The added element of everyone standing around was an added bonus, and really turned me on. I wasn't the exact center of attention, but I was half of it, Alex getting plenty of action next to me.
Before long, I had blown a load on my stomach, but wasn't about to ask Dean to pull out or to even bother to clean it up. I let it just sit there while Dean continued to push through my orgasm and keep up the good job he was doing. Jeff, for his part, had finished and Matt had stepped up to have his turn. It didn't take long for him - he came and pulled out in no time.
Joe took his turn, Tim took his, the whole time Alex was egging them on, telling them how good it felt. For Dean and me, I was moaning with pleasure - it felt good, and I didn't need to say anything. Dean knew he was doing a good job.
Dean started picking up the pace and I could tell he was getting close. My dick was already starting to get stiff again. I felt him push in one final time as he blasted his load into me. It felt good - after this weekend I was only wondering about how I'd ever wear clothes again, haha!
He pulled out and Tim and Matt reiterated a statement they had made when we first started, that they wanted a turn with me, too. And Jeff was clearly thinking the same thing - he was already hard again and stepped up to me. He pushed in and started to go to town. Since he'd already cum once, I wasn't sure how long it'd take him. I suppose he had had plenty of time to recuperate, though - I glanced at the clock out of curiosity and saw that it had taken Dean a full twenty-five minutes before he blew his load.
It took Jeff a little while. Meanwhile, Tommy was finally going at Alex, who was not just encouraging, he was positively ecstatic.
Jeff finally started to get close, and told me. I was ready for it, and my dick was still hard after having blown on my stomach earlier. I felt his dick expand a little as load number two was emptied into my ass.
And I had to pause. Just for a second, I stood up and flipped over, lying down on my belly on the table, ass still open for business and feet on the ground. They had been up in the air for awhile and I just couldn't keep them there.
Tim, Matt and Joe all took their turns. It took them all a long time, too. In fact, midway through Tim's turn, Tommy finished off inside Alex and they both stood up. It had been about forty-five minutes, and Dean said he was spent.
While Matt was inside me, pleasuring my prostate, I couldn't take it anymore. The movement of my body pressing down on my dick and the table, the slight movement forward and back as each of the guys pushed into me, was too much and I came again, making a gooey mess I could feel underneath me. But I was still into it, so it didn't bother me.
Matt and Joe took a long time, Matt longer than Joe. And I paused to finish off my beer while flipping back onto my back for Joe. Dean, who was already dressed, brought me another beer from the fridge while Joe was fucking me. I only barely was able to drink it, spilling plenty on myself.
Finally Tommy plunged his gigantic dick into my ass. After having had both Joe and Jeff inside me before, you'd be forgiven for thinking that this wasn't that big a deal. But after having been fucked for well over an hour, it was a lot for my little abused butt to take. I moaned with a mix of pleasure and pain, actually ready for this to be over. My dick had different ideas, though, and I came again - hardly any jizz, but definitely an intense sensation. I thought I was about to faint, especially since aside from the table's pressure I hadn't actually touched my dick the entire time.
Tommy finally came, pumping whatever was left of his seed into my hole. And I was done. I put my legs down, really tired and really spent, ready for a nap. Everyone was standing up and walking around, Alex having stood up to stretch his legs a while ago. He had plenty of cum on his ass and running down his legs. He had taken the bulk of the sperm these guys could put out; I had taken the bulk of the actual fucking, however; when I check the clock while I was lying there, it had been just shy of two hours. Two hours of near solid cock. I smiled.
"Did you enjoy that, Jake?"
"Yeah," I sighed, "Almost two hours of fucking, yeah, I enjoyed that."
I laid there for a few more minutes while most of the guys milled around. I got up and noticed that Alex had wondered off and then heard the shower running upstairs. I decided I better go up and clean myself off, too, so I chugged what was left of my beer and walked upstairs.
I walked into the shower while Alex rinsed off. He turned to me and smiled.
"Well, two hundred bucks, it's yours fair and square," he said.
"Ha! Cool, I can use it!"
"Gotta tell you, it was worth it though," he added.
"Really?"
"Yeah... more time with Tommy was worth it."
"Cool," I said.
Our conversation moved on to what we'd just done. He had though of making a bet before for the same thing - getting fucked by everyone. But he thought better of it after hearing that I'd taken Jeff and Joe at once. He figured he'd never win a bet.
After Alex finished showering he stepped out to dry off. I stayed in the shower, cleaning myself off and relaxing after what was an insane weekend. I was kind of regretting the end of the weekend - honestly, who'd want that to end? But end it must.
I finished showering, dried off, and brushed my teeth. It was actually pretty late and when I went back downstairs, the only ones left up were Jeff and Dean. I grabbed a bottle of water and bid goodnight, then went back up. I was a little drunk, and really felt a bit sore. As I drifted off to sleep, I had that nagging feeling I was really something of a slut - but that didn't change the fact I had a big smile on my face.
I woke up the next morning and rolled out of bed. I brushed my teeth again and put my stuff back into my backpack as Alex came into the room to pack up his things.
"You're still naked?" he asked, as I knelt down putting the clothes I had worn up there into my bag.
"Well, yeah, I didn't wear anything to bed after showering last night," I told him. "Do we need to strip the bed or something? Or anything else?"
"Well, while you and I were showering last night Tommy and Joe cleaned up the mess, and then everybody else cleaned just about all the other stuff. So let's get the sheets and toss them into the washing machine, but that's it."
So we pulled the sheets off and grabbed the towels and Alex took them downstairs. I, however, turned around and grabbed some clothes. I had brought enough stuff for the entire weekend, but hadn't really needed... anything. But I donned my clothes and kept fidgeting. It felt weird after a few days... being naked the whole time, to the point of it being completely normal, had become really comfortable. Being confined in a t-shirt and shorts was just so abnormal now.
I went downstairs and helped load things back into the various vehicles. Alex asked me to drive his Jeep back, since he wanted to ride with Tommy and knew that I knew how to drive a manual transmission. So Tim, Joe, Jeff and I rode back in Alex's Wrangler, the other four in Tommy's Cherokee. We got back to Alex's parents' house and split up to our individual cars and went home. It was a nice way to round out my summer; I moved back to my apartment at school about a week later.