I had walked this trail a hundred times but I'd never seen that flash of silver before. There it was again, way off in the eucalyptus trees on the ridge by the road. What was that? I'm a Park Ranger here in the East Bay Parks system and following up on the unusual is just the sort of thing I am responsible for. Most likely, though, it will turn out to be nothing, some scrap of plastic or a glass bottle catching the bright sunlight just so. Had to check it out though, because fire is a real danger in these hills and you never know... As I came closer to where I thought I'd seen the flash, I heard a voice. Faintly, and I couldn't make out what was said, but it was definately a person's voice. I approached more quietly then -- kids sometimes fooled around in the parks with fire, either smoking pilfered cigarettes or just lighting stuff on fire to watch it burn. I'd done it myself as a boy, but around here the end-of-Summer hills were a firestorm waiting to happen and flicking matches or butts around was no joke. There was the flash again, and the sound, but the light was not that of a flame, but more silvery, reflected light. The sound was a male voice, but not a boy's and not really a word, more like a groan or a...moan. Now I was intrigued. Looking back, I think that I must have sensed somehow what I was about to stumble upon because I was inexplicably excited and even a little aroused. What the hell was going on here? I knew these woods well and to avoid crashing through the underbrush and fairly announcing my arrival, I circled around a way that I knew was clearer and less noisy. I wanted to get a good look at whatever was going on before I made my presence known. I heard more sounds -- scuffling of leaves and more moans, a grunt. I could also now make out some movement, unclear as to what, but definately something moving and rhythmically. Probably some horny teen jerking off in the only private place he could think of. I'd done a good bit of that too as a boy and I knew how bad I needed relief and how hard it was to find a spot to be alone. I should leave the poor kid alone to get his nut off, but...I just had to see for sure what was going on. And I had to admit that the thought of seeing some kid with his pants around his ankles and his fist flying on his straining dick, well, I had to admit that my own cock was stirring and I knew that whatever I found beneath those trees, I'd be out here jerking off too. I was close now and could clearly see what was moving out here in the woods and it wasn't anybody wanking on his meat. No, what I saw moving was an ass. A nice, brown, man's ass and he was obviously enjoying fucking the woman beneath him. A tree branch blocked my view so that I couldn't see her from where I was, but the dude sure was a beautiful one, so I was sure that she must have been a babe too. I had to see more. I quietly moved closer, expecting them to hear me at any second and look up, but they were so into what they were doing that a tree falling wouldn't have been noticed. I had my head down, watching my feet so that I wouldn't snap a twig and give myself away, and when I finally looked up they were both fully in my sight. The guy was still fucking away, only...whoa! It wasn't a pussy he was jamming that fat cock into, but a mouth, a guy's mouth! This white guy is laying on the ground under him and taking his huge, hard cock deep into his mouth, practically swallowing that long dick. I noticed now that as the top guy slid his saliva-shiny hard-on into his buddy's mouth, his head was bobbing up and down on the buddy's cock, too. My head spun for a moment as I took it in: the first time I ever saw anyone having sex in these hills and it turns out to be two guys, one black, one white, sucking cock in a hot 69. Now, I like pussy. I like licking pussy, pussy porn, I like tits and I love a woman's sweet ass, but stumbling on these two hot, horny buddies passing an afternoon in the sunny hills sucking each other off...it had my cock so hard and straining against the crotch of my uniform that I really needed to pull that thing out and jerk it off right then. And I would have, but... they'd hear me. I was close enough to guarantee that if I moved around as much as it would take to get myself out of my pants, all the rustling of my nylon Ranger's jacket would definately give me away. It wouldn't be right for these two horny hikers to look up and see a Park Ranger in uniform standing there masturbating. I wasn't so deep in a lust-daze that I didn't know that my duty was probably to bust these guys for indecent exposure, lewd acts, whatever. I mean I'm not a cop, but I do have jurisdiction over the parkland and surely there was some rule against giving your hiking buddy a blow job in broad daylight. I mean, what if some kids saw this? They could be damaged or something. But, kids weren't seeing it. I was, and I was getting damned hot about it. Not hot as in mad. Well, kinda mad but more, like hot-horny. I had to do something, but I was truly stunned, pole-axed, and hard as a fence pole. I managed to get my hand to my crotch without drawing attention from the writhing couple in front of me, who were now reaching exploratory fingers along each others butt-cracks. The black dude was starting to get right in there and when the white guy moaned his approval, I saw him pull his mouth of his buddy's cock to generously wet his finger. With his other hand, he pulled the pale cheeks of his friend's ass apart and slid his slippery finger towards the target. Just his thick fingertip slid in as I watched him go back down on his buddy's cock. The white dude was obviously happy with this new arrangement and seemed to want more as he squirmed his ass around and tried valiantly to get more hard cock into his mouth, more wet finger into his tight ass. He came up for air then for a moment, moaned, 'Aww yeah', and kept up the pace on that thick meat, jerking his buddy's cock as it hung over his face, looking like there were nowhere he'd rather be than under this hung black hunk, licking the precum from his hard prick and taking his finger up his ass. With the hand that wasn't wrapped around one of the most beautiful cocks I'd ever seen, he dug a little deeper in his Buddy's ass-crack too, and I could see that one of his fingers was spit-slicked and sliding into a tight clenched hole. His buddy's mouth, sliding up and down his stiff dick was really getting to him now and I could see that he was trying to grind up onto his friend's finger, now up to the knuckle in his squirming ass. 'Fuck. More,' he uttered, then reached hungrily up with his open lips to engulf the big cock twitching above him. They kept at it like this, each with a cock in his mouth and a finger fucking in and out of his asshole for I don't know how long. I lost track, I nearly lost my mind I was so hot standing there rubbing my cock through the fabric of my uniform and breathing hard. Like I said, I'm not gay, bi maybe, but nothing had ever gotten me as hot as this scene. I felt a little crazed, a level of arousal that was desperate almost. I had to do something, and as I watched them suck each other closer and closer to climax, a crazy sort of plan began to form in my sex-seized brain. Before I even began to think it through, I quit rubbing myself and said, 'Hey!' To say that these two guys were surprised would be laughable. They both literally choked on each other's cocks and in a second were sitting up and looking for their pants in panic. Their clothes were tangled on the ground a few feet in my direction from the blanket on which they sat. On impulse, I took advantage of this lucky arrangement and stepped forward, planting my boots atop the pile of shirts and pants. They looked up at me, still seated and speechless, with looks of utter humiliation on their faces. I nearly gave in then and simply told them to get dressed and get out, but what I had in mind would eventually satisfy all of us, and I knew I could make it work. 'I won't bother to ask you what's going on here, cause I got a pretty good look,' I began,' but before I take the two of you in, I would like to ask one question.' They looked up at me, helpless and still silent, waiting. 'Have you homos been sucking cock up here regularly and I just missed you, or do you make the rounds of all the parks around here?' 'Please sir,' the white guy stammered, 'we never...I mean oh shit, this will ruin me. I'm a married man, we both are, and we never did this before, we just...' He turned toward his buddy for help. I noticed that both of their boners had faded quickly, but not entirely, and I was sad to see them go, but if this worked out the way I hoped, they'd soon be back, stiffer than ever. 'We're not hurting anyone,' his buddy went on, 'Please don't take us in. Let us go and you'll never see us again, I swear. Maybe we could do some trail work or something around the park on weekends?' I wasn't ready to let down the act yet. 'Yeah, well, I don't really remember what the community service sentence for cock sucking in a regional park is,' I sneered, 'Of course there'd be extra time for finger fucking' I added. I thought I saw a tiny smile play on the lips of the black guy, but his buddy pleaded, 'Come on, guy, have a heart, don't you know what it's like to be hard up for something? We're just regular guys trying to get off like everyone else, we just can't do this at home, y'know?' 'I'm not gonna lose my job just because you two fags are too cheap to get a room,' I responded, 'Come on boys, let's go. Put on your pants, my trucks just over the hill.' I commanded. The black dude rose to his knees, but no higher, and asked, 'Isn't there anything that we can do to make this better?' He turned to his buddy,' I think the ranger does know what it's like to be hard up, Joe. In fact I think he's a little hard up right now, don't you?' Joe's eyes darted down to my crotch where a sizeable bulge still showed with a little wet spot near the top where my straining erection must have leaked a drop or two. He smiled a little too, and as he turned to his buddy, I saw both of their cocks twitch slightly skyward. 'You might be right, Phil, maybe the ranger likes observing nature taking its course, and gets excited when he encounters it in all its glory. But Phil, we broke the park rules and deserved to be punished.' He turned to me and for the first time, looked me right in the eyes, 'How will you have to punish us for getting you into this uncomfortable... um, position, Mister Ranger?' 'I'll have to decide that, won't I?' I stalled, momentarily flummoxed now that things were actually going as I'd hoped. 'And while I do, I want the both of you to go back to exactly what you were doing when I approached, so that I can determine what is called for.' All three of us smirked slightly at that, but the boys quickly reassembled themselves into their 69 and in moments were slurping away at each other's growing hard-ons as if I wasn't even there. These two buddies must have really been into each other because they didn't seem to even noticed as I shucked off my uniform and dropped to my knees next to them. All pretense of our punishment-play was forgotten for a moment as I let my hands wander all over the two hot men sucking cock before me. I felt their backs and heaving chests, felt where their stiff cocks met soft sucking lips, felt their balls, holding them in my hand and helping out with a few strokes on their cocks. My head spun as I fingered their assholes and slid a finger in both of them at once. They moaned as one. I nearly spunked right then. I had to snap out of it and make this last. 'Okay then. I will consider pretending that this violation never occurred,' I announced as I slid my fingers deeper into their clenching assholes, 'Only after I have performed my duty as a park ranger representing the East Bay Regional Park system and fucked both of these holes as thoroughly as I am able.' 'Who's first?' I added.
To be continued...
There was no reply other than the slurping and sucking sounds of a couple of good buddies working diligently on each other's cocks, trying their best to help a friend shoot some long pent up spunk. I admired their determination and envied their considerate friendship. These guys really knew how to help out a bud. Even a park ranger's stern request couldn't distract them from the task. 'Alright, I decide. You. What was it? Phil? Your ass is in the air Phil, I'll fuck you first.' I declared, and slapped his firm ass hard enough to elicit a grunt from them both: Phil from the sting, Joe from what must have been an extra inch or so of Phil's thick cock that was jammed into his throat as a result. 'I'll take that as consent,' I continued, 'Dude, I am going to fuck your black ass with some stiff park ranger cock while your buddy here keeps up the work he started on your fat dick. First, though, I need to get that tight little hole of yours nice and wet. That's where you come in, what's your name...uh, Joe. Joe, I want you to get your face in your buddy's ass and use your tongue and lips to get his hole all slippery and slick for me. Lick that asshole, stick your tongue in there, right up into your friend's butt. Get it opened up and ready for me so I can ram my thick cock in to the balls. Do it now!' I demanded. I hardly needed to be so stern, for before I had even finished my instructions, Joe was going at it. As soon as he'd gotten the jist of what I was saying he'd spit out his buddy's cock and was working past his swinging balls to thrust his tongue as far as he could up Phil's tight hole. This new position pulled his cock from Phil's lips as well, and Phil began to return the favor and lick away at Joe's ass too. Goddamn, these guys were a horny couple of studs. I watched, fascinated as they tongued away at each other's most private parts, completely into it, taking their punishments like real men. I needed to do more than watch, pant and pull at my own dripping dick. I wanted to fuck them bad. I wanted to fuck them hard, and for that I'd need something more than spit and sweat to lube their eager asses. I remembered that in the first aid kit I always carried there was some antibiotic ointment and figured that it would work just fine. Before I smeared it on though, I wanted to get a little head, too. I kneeled behind Phil and stuck my cock right next to his slippery asshole where Joe's mouth was working away. Joe needed no encouragement -- as soon as he saw the hard-on that was within reach of his seemingly insatiable mouth, he sucked it in and nearly swallowed my whole cock. This boy really knew how to suck cock and I could tell that he loved it. He moaned and sucked, reaching around to grab my asscheeks and push my hips forward, forcing my cock right into his throat. He was hungry for cum, I knew, and I nearly gave him what he thirsted for right then, but I managed to hold off and fuck his warm and wonderful throat for a few blissful minutes without spraying it with my warm load. I pulled back. 'That's got me nice and hard and wet. Now, a couple more licks on this tight hole, Joe and let's see how we're doing,' I said as I brought my face up close to inspect Phil's glistening asshole and squeeze some lube onto my cock. 'I'll take it from here. You cocksuckers go back to what you do best.' I flicked the tip of my tongue over the slick pucker of Phil's brown butthole as my two new friends (-- er...wait, the potent scent of butt, cock, balls, sweat, men, SEX had caused me to nearly forget my duties for a moment. Not friends, they were prisoners.)...as my two prisoners got eagerly back to cock-sucking. My tongue swirled all over the butt, balls and thighs displayed before me and again my head spun and I had to pull my hand away from stroking my near bursting cock or I'd lose it. My inspection had revealed that this dude's ass was indeed wet and ready to be fucked, so I raised his hips a bit and slid my cock up and down the slick crack of his ass. We all moaned at that and on the down-stroke, Joe lapped at my cock one more time to wet it even more. I popped the head into Phil's tight hole. Just the head, but all at once and he grunted beneath me, but didn't pull away. He wanted it, I knew. I paused. 'Now I hope that this will be a lesson to you to stay on the designated paths and to check in with a ranger before engaging in any, uh, irregular activities. We are happy to issue a permit for these things once the, um, fee is paid.' I spit once on the spot where my cock entered his sweet brown hole, then slid the rest of my cock up his ass. 'Oh god,' I gasped, 'understood?' 'Yes sir,' they seemed to manage to moan around the big cocks they both had in their mouths. Phil was panting a little, holding really still and getting used to my stiff dick stuck up to the balls in his ass. I held there for a minute, and as I did I could feel Joe nosing around, licking both my balls and Phil's. 'You're going to get your punishment too,' I told Joe as he sucked one of my swinging nuts into his mouth, 'but for now your doing fine. Lick my ass while I fuck your buddy's, and later you'll get your share of ranger-cock up that tender white ass.' Joe tried to get his tongue onto and into my ass, but I wasn't exactly holding still for him. My hips had found a will of their own and were thrusting my long cock fully in and out of Phil's clenching hole. I looked down and watched in a fascinated haze as my cock pistoned smoothly into the tight brown ring of his butthole. I loved the way it looked, slippery and shiny-stiff, and as his asshole began to loosen, Phil was pushing back to me, helping to get every inch of cock up his ass. Now i was really fucking him hard and there were louder and louder grunts and moans, and the slapping sounds of my thighs against his sweat-slicked buttocks. I was humping this dude's ass mindlessly, completely taken over by lust, fucking butt with the only goal of shooting my hot load. I needed to come now, wasn't trying to hold back any longer, and I could feel my relief getting close. The two suck-buddies sensed it too, and went at it with renewed passion, both ready for a mouthful of the other's warm cum. Phil got his reward first, as Joe's hips jerked upwards and he grunted around the fat, black dick he was sucking. I could see Phil's throat working as he struggled to swallow all of the load Joe was spurting into his mouth. When Phil pulled off to catch his breath, streams of jizz flew from Joe's pulsing cock, splattering Phil's face, hair, and neck. The sight of all that white cream on smooth brown skin put me over the edge at last and I drove my cock deep, felt my own ass clench, and began to fill Phil with my load of semen. I fell forward onto his strong back, smearing my face with Joe's cum as I grunted into Phil's neck. Joe's still-shooting cock was right before me. I stuck out my tongue without even thinking about it, and he spent himself into my mouth, even as I spurted all of my seed into his buddy's ass. I had never come so hard and so completely, and as the last cum oozed from my cock, I collapsed, sliding sideways off Phil's back and onto the ground next to him, happy and exhausted. My dick popped from his well worked asshole and I smiled at the sound. 'Phil, you have paid well for your crimes against the Regional Parks System.' I said as I lay back, eyes closed, blissful. 'May I also say that you showed admirable devotion to you friend Joe here. Rarely have I seen such a thorough and obviously fully satisfying blow job. Oh, and thanks for sharing the results.' I added, licking my lips and savoring the lingering flavor of his buddy's cum. My body was so completely relaxed, I just lay there awhile. My new friends seemed to be wiped out too. None of us was moving, we were still riding the receding waves of pleasure, too good to give up. Just as I was drifting off, I realized that Phil hadn't gotten his. Joe and I had blown big loads, but hard-working-Phil's nuts were still full. I felt kinda bad about it, and was about to say so, but the sleep I was sliding into was too sweet to turn back from. I dozed. In my dream I was on a warm, soft bed and two sets of strong hands were massaging my body all over. I moaned as my thighs were kneaded, starting at my knees and working up. My legs felt great as they were spread apart and the four hands moved to my inner thighs and on up. As my knees were gently raised, I began to wake up to realize that this was no dream, the massaging hands belonged to the very real Phil and Joe. It was their whispers which had roused me from dreamland. 'You don't have to tell me that you didn't come, Phil,' Joe was saying, 'Your big dick was half-way down my throat. I think I would have noticed your cum squirting my tonsils, dude.' 'Oh man, I need it bad, buddy,' Phil complained. 'And there it is,' Joe responded as my legs were raised and my asshole must have come into view.'Want me to get it ready for you?' 'I'll help,' horny Phil whimpered. Two tongues descended upon my now fully exposed butt. One -- I don't know which, my eyes were still shut -- landed right on target and I gasped as a wet probe slipped quickly into my anus. The other tongue flattened itself along the area between my balls and butthole, licking there as if it were a quickly melting popsicle. Of course by now I knew what I was being readied for, and I knew that there was no way I was going to take that huge black cock up my nearly virgin ass (I'd fooled around a little bit with my spit-slicked fingers, the occasional particularly shapely cucumber and, one time long ago, the slender penis of a young friend). My plan was to let them lick ass -- we all seemed to be enjoying it and it seemed in line with our theme of penance-paying -- but when big-dicked Phil got ready to mount up, to cross my legs and re-assert my position of authority. In the meantime, I was enjoying myself and moving from relaxed to aroused. My dick began to thicken and I found myself pushing back with my ass onto that thrusting tongue. I noticed that the other tongue had left the action and the scuffling sounds I heard told me that my hole had been sufficiently readied and was about to be stuffed full of thick cock. I opened my eyes to the admittedly gorgeous sight of Phil kneeling before me, precum-smeared pole of a cock pointing right at the hole his buddy was still tongue-slicking for him, my tender hole, and I felt an sudden need to feel just a little of that rod in my ass. Just the head, only an inch I told myself, and that will be enough, will have to be enough since there's simply no way all of that can go up my ass. Joe moved away as Phil got into position and I quickly reached down and took a hold of his eager meat. 'You're not going to fuck me, my friend,' I said with almost convincing authority. 'But that is an impressive piece you've got there. I just want to feel the tip of it tickle my hole. I'll tell you where to stop.' Phil grunted his agreement and put his cock at the ready. It had been lubed and was as stiff as a broom handle. I fingered my crinkled little hole and slid a finger in as a guide. His cock was right behind my finger and very smoothly popped in my well licked hole. The fat head of his cock was in the grip of my clenching hole and it felt...alright and getting better by the second. I felt I had a grip on him, that I could draw the rest of his long cock into me if I desired, and, to my surprise, I did desire it. It hurt a little already and I was not so foolish as to think that it wasn't going to hurt some more, but I wanted to get fucked by this big black man with his swinging bat of a dick. He wasn't going to hurt me any more than he had to to get all that in me -- I could see that through the haze of lust in his eyes there was gentleness and a desire to please as well as find his own pleasure and release. So I loosened my grip on his cock and looked him in the eye. 'I want you to push all of your cock into me. Push it in slow, let me get used to that big meat, then fuck me, Phil.' He smiled as he instantly responded with another inch of burning dick up my hole. I smiled bravely and pushed back for another ass-stretching inch. I was focusing on wrapping my asshole around the thickness of him as he worked more cock into me. I was so full, so spread open and stretched wide and was really thinking that I could in fact not take all that cock when I felt his pubes touch my thighs and then his balls nudge my ass. He was in. I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks to hold him there, to keep him buried there. I wrapped my legs around his body and lay back, still holding him and glorying in the feeling of taking this big man into me. I sighed and looked into his face. The poor guy was trying to be patient but you could see the effort that it was costing him to not just plow away at my ass. I relaxed my legs, letting them rest across his butt and asked him to - 'Please fuck me with every inch of that long, thick cock. Pull it back till just the tip is in me, then push all the way back in. Don't go fast now, please. I want to feel the shaft of your cock as it slides deep into my ass.' Before the words were even out of my mouth, Phil began to do just that. He pulled his greased cock nearly out of my tightly gripping hole, then just as steadily slid it back into me. I could feel, or I imagined I could feel, every vein on that long cock. I certainly felt when the flared head popped out and then into my hole. He began to pick up speed, and I was loving his steady pace. We both wanted it to last a good long time, but we also both knew that he couldn't possibly go on much longer before he shot off in me. I wanted to feel all that this black stud had to give me before that happened, so I tightened my legs around him and moaned, 'Ride me now, Phil. Fuck me hard with all that fat cock.' 'Yes...sir...Mr...Ranger...,' he managed to pant. He lowered his head and began to buck into me with the determination of a man who is climbing the wave towards climax, and can see nothing at that moment other than his own release. I knew the feeling well, and being on the receiving end was new to me, but to my surprise and delight, I was overcome with a feeling of ecstatic abandon. I was glad to give myself to the stud now drilling his cock into my ass, was intensely turned on by the fact that I was, at that moment, only a hole for him to fuck. The sticky face-slap that Joe's cock surprised me with reminded me that I actually had two hole for fucking. He was kneeling by my head and stabbing around my face with his re-hardened, cum-smeared cock, trying to find my mouth and cram himself in there. I had no resistance left to offer and raised my head to draw his boner in between my sucking lips. Joe was kissing Phil, pushing his tongue deep into his mouth even as he pushed his cock into my mouth and throat. The three of us moaned simultaneously in a sucking-fucking triangle of lust. Phil was doing more that moaning as his climax quickly approached. He began to pant and let out small cries and drive his thick length of dark cock even faster into my now stretched and welcoming hole. 'Ready for some hot cum, Ranger?' Phil panted. 'I'm gonna come. Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah! Uhhhnnnnnnnn Aaaaaawwwww yessss!' Phil thrust hard into me and jerked and bucked as I felt his hot jizz spurt inside me. His face was contorted in pleasure and release and his hips were thrusting in spasms of ecstasy that forced his squirting cock deep into me with each shot of cum. Just when I thought that I couldn't be fuller of cock and cum, Joe's dick went off in my mouth. 'Fuck yes, Mr. Ranger, I'm coming in your mouth! Awww yeah, here you go, here's some more cum. Yeaaaahhhh!' Joe's second load was smaller that the first, but it tasted just as salty-sweet. I felt his spurts of warm jizz on my tongue and running down my throat. He was bucking his hips just like his buddy who was coming up my ass was, and his cock popped out of my mouth and shot some cum onto my lips and face. Phil collapsed onto me with his still-thick cock in my ass and as he kissed me, licked the rest of his buddy's cum off my face. We had Joe's cock between our mouths and we licked and sucked him some more, sharing the last of the cum that leaked from the tip of his nearly spent dick. I lay there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of these two men's cocks slowly softening in my mouth and ass, when I realized that there was still one very stiff cock amongst us: mine. Phil felt it poking him in the belly and said, 'Hey Joe, this Park Ranger still has some seed unspent. Look at that upstanding cock and feel these balls.' Phil reached down as he said this and lightly squeezed my balls. His wet cock slid from my cum-slippery hole and he flopped it onto my hard dick, smearing me with his own semen. Joe scooped some more cum from my ass and stroked it onto my cock too. 'Go ahead, Ranger, let's see you jerk that big cock of yours. Give us a show so we can see you shoot,' Joe suggested. The two of them had moved over to kneel side by side, arms around each others shoulders, kind of holding each other up as they were obviously spent from our wilderness adventures. I rose shakily to my feet, a little weak from the wild ass-fucking ride Phil had just given me, but still filled with desire. My hand was now sliding up and down over my cum coated cock, using Phil's ample load as lube to jerk myself off with. 'Yeah, we wanna see you shoot a load, Ranger. Hell, we don't just wanna see it, we want to taste it too, don't we Joe?' "You know, you're right, Phil. I've never tasted Ranger cum before. Come on Park Ranger, give us a mouthful,' agreed Joe. My fist was flying on my shiny, slippery hard cock. I stepped over to the kneeling men and stood right in front of them, jerking my cock in their faces. They watched my hand slide over my swollen cock and drops of Phil's cum spattered their cheeks and lips. I felt my climax nearing and told them to get ready. 'Hands behind your backs, boys, and tongues out,' I commanded. The sight of their faces turned up, ready to watch me shoot off, to feel my hot jizz spurt onto their outstretched tongues put me over the edge. I came suddenly, and with force, my hips bucking forward involuntarily, smearing cum onto both eagerly lapping tongues. They held my cock head in their lips, like they were sharing an ice cream cone and competing for every drip. I didn't have much left in me, but I gave them all I had and they licked it up hungrily until my cock became too sensitive and I had to pull away. Thay wiped their mouths with the backs of their hands and stood as we all began to find our clothes and get dressed. We didn't say much, just occassionally moaned softly in satisfaction. 'Mmmm, well,' I said as I pulled my rumpled uniform back on and tried to straighten it out as best I could, 'well, I suppose that will do for now, but I'm afraid there's going to have to be some follow up an this issue, gentlemen. I'll expect you both back here, same time, each week for rehabilitation lessons and community, uh, service.' 'Yes sir, Mister Park Ranger!' they answered in unison.
The End.