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Chapter 3 - The cabin, part 2
The bathroom was small - just a toilet, a pedestal sink and a small shower, with a single window. Matt stood in front of the sink, grabbing each side with his hands. Then he spread his legs a bit, allowing me to get between them. I positioned myself so my cock was pressed against his ass cheeks, and then began to hump against him, grasping his hips in my hands. It felt so good, feeling my cock buried between his butt cheeks. I leaned in close to him so my chest rested on his back. I leaned in and felt him turn his face so that he could whisper "fuck me" in my ear. As I humped against his firm ass, I felt a drive like I never had before. It had been strong as I had sucked his cock, but now this feeling of humping his firm ass drove me wild. I whispered back "I WANT to fuck you." I humped against him, but due to my extreme horniness I came quickly, shooting my load up on his upper butt and his lower back. As I took my deep post-cum breaths, Matt reached back and wiped off my cum, and then licked it off his fingers, which I could see clearly in the mirror. I kept my cock pressed against his butt for a couple of minutes and then pulled off. I still had cum on me, which Matt wiped off and licked off his fingers. Damn, I thought. This guy LOVES my cum! We went back into the loft and slipped on our clothes.
"I guess, for next time, we have to have lube" Matt said. I really didn't know what lube was, other than guessing it was something to make it easier for me to penetrate him. We went down the loft ladder, first checking to make sure the loft looked exactly as it had when we got there. We looked out the kitchen window to his parent's cabin. There was a clock on the wall and it showed almost 4 PM. Matt knew that his mom, dad and sister would be back soon, so he commented that we wouldn't have time to get lube today. We got out of the cabin, and Matt returned the key to its place. We were able to walk freely to his parent's cabin, knowing that no one saw us. As soon as we got in, Matt said he wanted to shower, since he still had cum on his back. I thought it'd be fun to shower together and told him so, but he cautioned that his parents could return at any moment. He went into the bathroom and I heard the shower fire up as I went upstairs to the loft. It was hot up there, so I went back downstairs and grabbed a soda from the fridge. Matt's shower was short, and he came out, still in the same OP's. He grabbed a soda as well, and we went out onto the deck, waiting for his parents and sister to return. While sitting there we quietly talked about going and getting lube the next day, and sneaking over to the neighbor's cabin. He told me he liked being bent over the sink, so that's how he wanted to be when I fucked him. He was so matter-of-factly about all this, that I didn't realize that I had gotten hard just listening. We sat there, legs up on the railing, Matt went for a couple of more sodas, and we just talked about sex. He said I was good at cocksucking, and was glad I was his first. I shared some of the fantasies I'd had over the years, both the fantasies about my buds and my made up buds. He shared that he knew his sister trimmed her pubes because he'd seen them the other day. Both of us just shared sexual things - typical of college guys, but more so of college guys from super-Christian homes and colleges. We were just feeling liberated. After both of us giving each other head and Matt telling me he wanted my cock up his ass, we didn't feel like hiding anything. Soon, his parent's car pulled up the driveway. We greeted them, and then we all went in for dinner. The rest of the evening was a night like before - board games, lots of family time. I started to get too sleepy to keep going at about 11 PM, and so I went up the steps to the loft. I stripped to my briefs, and plopped myself on the bed. I fell asleep quickly, and was awakened by the feeling of Matt's hand in my shorts, giving me a hand job. I sleepily reached down and pulled my briefs down to my knees, giving him access. He kept stroking me, and I just laid there, half asleep and enjoying the feeling. He motioned for me to shift over, and he crawled under the bedding with me, completely naked. I reached down and started to massage his cock, but after a few minutes Matt moved and positioned himself above me, pressing our hard cocks together. He didn't completely lay down on me, but held himself up by his arms so he could press against me. He humped like this for a bit, pressing our cocks together. It didn't take too long to feel myself cum, and he did shortly after. He slid off me, and lying next to me mixed our two loads together. He then dipped his fingers in the mixed cum and held them to my mouth. I took his wrist and slowly and sensually licked off the cum mix. He wiped my belly again, taking up more, which he licked off this time. After he cleaned me up, he stayed in bed with me. It was a full-sized bed, so we had the room. I fell asleep as cuddled into me.
I was awakened the next morning by sounds from the kitchen again, and noticed Matt was on the mattress on the floor. I didn't know when he had moved. I got up, slipped on my clothes and peeked over the loft railing. It was both Matt's mom and dad again. I crawled down the ladder and Matt's dad asked me if I was in the mood for more fishing. I yawned that I was, so he grabbed his tackle, while I returned to the loft to change into warmer clothes. Soon, we were out the door, and in the car, on our way to the docks. Matt's dad was cool, so small talk was good with him. On the boat he asked me about my dating life, my plans post-college, etc. We had a good talk, and I had a distinct feeling he was checking me out for his daughter. We didn't have as good a morning: only one trout each. But we returned home in time for breakfast. Matt's sister was up, looking like she'd not slept at all. Matt hadn't come down yet. Then Matt's mom outlined what she wanted to do that day - it was Friday, my last full day there. She wanted us all to go to Big Bear, have lunch there, fish on the shore, and maybe rent a boat or something. She basically had planned for the whole day for us to hang out. I sat there, wondering how the hell I was going to be able to get lube if I was with them! Matt eventually worked his way down the ladder, and was given the day's plans. He looked at me, and I could tell he was thinking the same thing: how are we going to get the lube and then fuck at the other cabin. Soon, Matt's mom commandeered his dad and sister to start the lunches and snacks, and I excused myself to shower. We left before 10 AM to make the drive to Big Bear.
I was my first time up at Big Bear since my folks and I had come up to see my oldest brother at a geological dig in the forest area. The lake was nice. We found a guy who rented his pontoon boat out, and provided tackle to do trolling, so Matt's dad shelved out the money and we hopped on. It was 2 hours of just riding around the lake. I was dying - not only because Matt was wearing a pair of really loose-fitting OP shorts, but he also had on a loose fitting tank top that showed off his toned shoulders and arms. His sister, too, was hot in a bikini with a tight fitting tank top over it. I tried to avoid staring at her, but she was just too damned hot NOT to! We only caught a couple of trout, which we released. By the time we were done we were hungry. We got to the car, headed to a picnic area on the shoreline, and brought everything out for our lunch. I was really struggling now, because Matt had taken off his tank top. I KNEW that all he had on were the OP shorts. And his sister, still in the bikini and tank top, looked so fine as well. A really dirty thought crossed my mind: had Matt and his sister ever fucked? Or had she serviced him orally? I wiped that idea out of my head. I felt Matt was too into cock for that to happen. It was nearly 3 PM when we headed back to the cabin, getting there by 4 PM. Matt's parents wanted to hit the lake for some end of day skiing, and they invited us both to join them. Matt replied that since it was my last day he thought he and I would drive to the Arrowhead village and just hang. I could tell his parents were disappointed, but I knew what was on his mind: lube. Eventually they took off after having changed into swimwear. Matt and I waited for a bit, and then he urged me to go. He pulled his tank top back on and we got into my car.
Matt directed me into the Arrowhead village, and we found a Thrifty Drug Store there. It was then we realized that how do we ASK for lube, where it was in the store, and what do we use. We discussed who would ask, and if we should go in together. That might be too suggestive: two guys going into a store and asking for lube. So, I figured that since I was leaving the next day that I'd go in. We figured that the lube would be by the rubbers, and I had to ask about those. Matt was a little surprised that I didn't know. But he told me. So, with Matt sitting in the car, I walked in. I looked around for a couple of minutes, too shy to ask. I finally found the rubbers and right by them, the lube - KY Jelly. I'd heard about that as a joke from other guys, so I knew I was on it. I read the tube: for use in lubricating the vagina for sexual intercourse. Yup. That was it. I pulled the tube off the shelf, almost tempted to put it in my pocket, but more afraid of getting in trouble if I got caught, and less afraid of buying it! I waited for other customers to leave the checkout stand, and went up to pay for it. I pretty much avoided the checkout guy's eyes, but then he asked for ID. I pulled out my license and he then rang me up. Placing it into a bag he handed it to me, and I walked quickly but not TOO quickly out the door. I saw that Matt had reclined the seat of my car, just in case, so I got in, tossed the bag to him, fastened my seat belt and drove away.
As we drove back to the cabin, Matt pulled out the tube and read it. "Nothing here about anal" he said. "Probably 'cause it's illegal in some states." We drove back to the cabin, with very little talk. I was already hard thinking of applying that to my dick and bending Matt over that pedestal sink when all of a sudden I jammed on the brakes! There, turning the corner in front of us, going back to the cabin, were Matt's parents and sister. Now what do we do!?! I pulled up and we both excitedly started to talk.
"They SAW us! We can't just go to the other cabin! They'll expect us at ours! What do we do with the lube?"
"Leave it in the glove compartment!"
"How are we going to fuck now?"
"I dunno...lemme think!"
We pulled up at the front of Matt's cabin, while his parents and sister got out. Crap! What happened??? We got out and Matt's dad told us that his sister was sick and she'd thrown up over the side of the boat. He said they decided to cut it short and get her home. He then added that maybe Matt and I would like to go late afternoon fishing. I was standing there - how do we get out of this? How do we say no? How do we get into the other cabin so we can fuck? It was all of a sudden that I realized we weren't going to be able to. Even if we were to head to the other cabin under the reason to check it out, we'd have to be back soon, not long enough to fuck. I felt so let down, and looking at Matt, I could tell he was too. Matt's mom called out that we should go fishing, and Matt and I realized we had to. I went in, got some jackets for us, asked about his sister - only to get the answer when I heard her blow her cookies in the bathroom toilet - and went back out. Matt, his dad and I then drove down to the boat for a late afternoon of fishing.
That night we got back too late for dinner, so Matt's dad quickly cleaned and filleted the trout we'd caught, and we grilled them up. It was quick and easy. Matt's sister was in bed, not feeling great, so it was just the four of us. This night we decided not to do the games, so we sat on the deck, with the outdoor heater going and just talked. One thing I liked about Matt's parents were that they were very good at conversation. It didn't seem like it was that late when they said it was - and it was nearly midnight. Damn. I knew that Matt wouldn't want to fuck upstairs, since it was the loft. We all turned in, Matt and I heading to the loft. What would or what COULD we do? I was aching, dying to get that lube on my cock - THE LUBE THAT WAS IN MY CAR! Shit! What could I do now? Matt followed me up, and I whispered to him about the lube in my car. He shook his head. "Can't do anything anyway. Can't take the risk of you fucking me here." We both sighed deeply, knowing that he was right. I felt so miserable. Here we'd gone to the effort to get lube, and we couldn't fuck. "Well, then," I started, and I leaned close to him. "I wanna suck you dry." He smiled. We stripped down - me to my briefs at first, then after he dropped his shorts, becoming naked, I dropped my briefs. We climbed into our respective beds, knowing we'd have to wait. We whispered some things to each other. Finally, we figured everyone was asleep. So, I climbed out of my bed and got down on the floor. I pulled back Matt's bedding and began to work on his cock. I SO wanted him in my mouth, and I knew I was going to suck him and take his load. It didn't take long - he was obviously horned up really bad. I swallowed all he'd give me, and soon moved so that he could suck me, which he did with relish. Just like Matt, I too was horny. It wasn't long before I shot my load in his mouth. This time he stroked my dick as I shot, which he told me after he finished that he was "milking" me. I asked if he wanted to cuddle again, but he declined. The clock said 1 AM, so I climbed into bed, and drifted off to sleep, the taste of Matt's cum mingled with the trout dinner.
During the night I heard the unmistakable sound of vomiting, figuring it was Matt's sister, and when I heard her mom go to the bathroom, I could hear Matt's sister reply. She was sick. I had a hard time getting back to sleep, because she was in there a while. It was almost 4 AM by the time she was done and I fell to sleep. I woke up around 6 AM, but Matt's parents were still asleep. I figured I needed to leave no later than 3 PM to get home for dinner, but I was thinking of leaving early. I doubt, with Matt's sister blowing chunks, that we'd do anything today. And I totally doubted that they'd leave his sister at home alone if she was sick. I actually was able to get back to sleep, but woke up again when I heard sound in the kitchen. It was nearly 8 AM - I'd slept in. I got dressed, climbed down the steps from the loft, and saw Matt's dad. I asked about Matt's sister, and he said she's fine, the worst of it was the night before. But both the sis and mom were asleep. He didn't ask if I wanted to go fishing - he must've seen I was tired. I got a cup of coffee and went onto the deck, which was bathed in morning sun. Soon, Matt's dad came and joined me. We talked about fishing, and he gave me tips on how to do things better. He said he'd take me out today, but they had to go to Big Bear for groceries that morning. Soon, Matt's mom came out, and she too looked tired. It was a while before Matt came out, looking the most rested of all. He asked about his sister, and they said she was fine, but really tired. We all went back in and Matt's mom made breakfast. She told Matt to clean the bathroom, especially the toilet, which Matt griped at, but eventually did. Matt's mom was worried that we might all get what his sister had. After breakfast, Matt's mom went into the sister's bedroom to check on her, then came back out saying she was OK but wanted to sleep. Then, Matt's mom said that she and his dad were going to Big Bear for groceries and did we wish to come along. Matt groaned that it was my last day, and he wanted to hang with me until I had to leave. His parents OK'd that, and asked us to keep an eye on his sister. By 10 AM they were gone. Matt stood at the front door, and within seconds turned to me and whispered "they're gone and around the corner. Give 'em a couple of minutes in case my mom forgot something, and then we can" and at this he motioned to the next door cabin, and then did a few pelvis thrusts, indicating fucking. I nodded. We both went and got our flip flops, and I went out to my car for the lube. I was already fully hard by the time I reached into the glove compartment and removed the bag. Matt was on his way to get the key, and I met him at the top of the steps. He was fumbling with the key. "I'm actually kinda nervous" he said as he unlocked the door. He put the key down and turned to me "you got it?" I pulled the tube out of my pocket. We then went into the bathroom, and stripped down. Both of us were shaking, even more nervous than we had been earlier. And we were both fully erect. I took the tube and undid the top. Matt suggested that I start with my fingers again, and he bent over the pedestal sink. I dropped the lube on the floor and picked it up, shaking with nerves. I lubed up my fingers and stood behind him, his nice firm bubble butt thrusted out, with both hands holding onto his cheeks, spreading them for me. I started to work his hole, and found I could easily slip my middle finger in, then my index finger. He moaned in pleasure. "A LOT easier than yesterday. Lubing up does help. Put another in," and I inserted another finger in his hole - three in there now. Knowing how thick my cock was I knew that if I got three fingers in there he'd be able to take ME in there. "You ready?" I asked, leaning in. He nodded he was. I then applied the lube to my rock-hard cock shaft, wiping it on there liberally. I positioned myself behind him, and slowly began to press my purple cock head against the hole. The lubing of his hole and my cock made it easy to get the tip in first, then the whole cock head. He moaned and told me to go in, which I started to do. I was able to get my cock head in his hole, and then my shaft slipped in easily. I didn't go in fast, due to him letting out small yelps of pain, mixed with moans or "oh!" Finally, about half of my cock was in his ass, and so I started to fuck him. Not ever having fucked a girl I wasn't sure, but I'd guessed how, so I began to thrust in and pull out, in and out, and soon had a rythym of fucking going. I was able to drive my cock almost all the way in before he screamed, so I stopped, and asked if he wanted me to pull out. He shook his head and whispered "just not that far in." So I continued. I alternated how deep I'd thrust in, or how quick I'd pull back, or I'd adjust my approach, so almost every thrust was slightly different. Matt just moaned or whimpered in joyous pain. He was enjoying it, and would reach around and put his fingers by his hole, feeling my cock as I'd move it into him. He'd tickle my balls, or reach over his shoulder and pull me close. I was surprised that I was lasting as long as I was, but it wasn't too much longer that I felt the intense shutter, and in seconds I could feel an explosion at the end of my cock as I shot a load in Matt's ass. As the euphoria eased off, I leaned forward so my chest was against his back. He grabbed both sides of the sink, breathing heavily and exclaiming quietly "Wow!" many times. Finally I pulled out of him, looking at my cock as I did. It was reddened by the irritation of his tight hole, and covered with a mix of lube and specs of Matt's shit. Matt stood up and then went to the toilet, lifting up the lid and sitting down. "Gotta crap out your cum and the lube," he said, as he sat there. I couldn't hear anything, but I reached for the toilet paper, and proceeded to wipe off my irritated cock. As I was, Matt took some toilet paper, and wiped his ass, repeating that a couple of times until he stated that he was clean. I tossed in the toilet paper I had used just as he flushed the toilet. He dropped the lid down, and we went out of the bathroom, getting dressed again. I asked him how it was, and he responded it wasn't what he thought it would be. He said it did hurt, but he liked it. He also said I was a bit on the big side, so when I thrust in deep it hurt badly. He then stepped close to me, and whispered (even though we were in an empty house) that he hoped we'd do it again, because he did want to be fucked by me again. As he turned, I grabbed his arm, and pulled him to me. I could tell he thought I was going to kiss him, but I didn't. Instead I reached down to his fly and unbuttoned it, then unzipped it, and his OP's fell to the floor. I was hungry, and I was hungry for his cock. I knew he needed release, and since I would be leaving soon, I wanted to be that release. I got on my knees and took his hard cock in my mouth, and found myself eagerly and voraciously sucking it and bobbing on it. He was more vocal than he had ever been before, and I could feel him helping me by thrusting his pelvis forward, fucking my mouth. He did take long to cum, and I stayed on him, swallowing it all. Matt helped me up, and then bent down to pull up his shorts. We walked out of the cabin, and he took the key and locked the door. I asked him if we'd left any "evidence" and he quickly unlocked the door and walked back in. He was only a few seconds before he came back out, and told me we were OK. We walked down the steps and up to their cabin.
As we walked back I was worried about if his sister had woken up - it was almost 11 AM now, and I was concerned. We walked back up the steps of his parent's cabin, and into the front door. She was up, but just sitting on the couch. She asked where we had been, and Matt spoke up saying at the neighbor's cabin, checking in on it like he'd been asked to do. Thankfully, she said she'd only just woke up and wondered where everyone was. So, we were safe. Soon after that Matt's parents returned, and I helped them unload the groceries. Matt's dad asked if we wanted to go out skiing one more time, and I agreed. We made a quick take-along lunch, and Matt, his dad and I drove to the docks. With Matt's sister still feeling tired, their mom stayed behind with her. We got to the boat, and Matt and his dad prepped to ski, and let me pilot the boat out. For the next hour I did the observer job while first Matt skiied, then his dad. We got back to the dock and then back to the cabin by 3 PM, which was the time I had to leave. I quickly packed what little I had while Matt watched. "I wish I could stay," I told him quietly. He nodded, "Yeah," and then just looked at me. He followed me down the loft steps, stood by me as I said my goodbyes, and followed me out to my car. I tossed my duffle bag in the trunk.
"So," I began. "Thanks for inviting me and, well, you know." I smiled. Matt shoved his hands in his shorts. "You're welcome." He turned to look at the cabin. "Hey, uh, maybe in a couple of weeks I could come to your house or you could come up to ours and we could, you know, have some more...fun." I smiled. "I'd like that," I replied. "But since I stayed here with your family, maybe you should come down to my place. We're by the beach anyway." I fidgeted with my keys. "Only thing is, my parents are always home, so we might not have as much privacy as we did here. We might not be able to have....any...fun." Matt shrugged his shoulders. "OK," he said quietly, and then looked at me in the eyes. "I'd still wanna come and at least...try." I nodded. "OK," I said. "I'll call or write or something." Matt whispered to me "Write me, so we can send dirty letters." and he smiled as he finished that sentence. I took his hand to shake it, and he took it and shook it firmly. I hopped in my car, started it up, and headed down the mountain for the 2 hour drive home.