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Paul's Adoration
Chapter Six
"Why in the hell didn't you tell me Jerry's folks had a cabin in the mountains?" Hunter bellowed at me as he grabbed the front of my shirt jerking me out of my seat just inches from his face. "Why in the fuck didn't you say something?" I just sat there in shock. What...? How...? When...? Why would I have ever mentioned that Jerry had a cabin in the mountains? This was completely unfair, even for Hunter. It was Friday and I had come in earlier than usual hoping to see Hunter there. It was only nine o'clock, but Hunter and Nate got there just about a minute after I did so they sat down with me. Hunter being Hunter, told me to go get them Cokes but I was more than happy to do it. "When do you like Coke the best?" Hunter had asked with a leer as I put the drinks on the table. "Outa my crotch or outa the can?" This time I was not embarrassed but just laughed along with him and Nate. I was gradually beginning to understand Hunter's sense of humor. "Outa your crotch, Hunter" I laughed. "That's definitely the best. And I'll bet root beer tastes good there as well and I really want to try it." All three of us laughed and Hunter gave me an admiring look that almost made my heart stop. Oh shit; getting him laughing and making him happy made me almost delirious with pleasure. My first thought was Al Jolson: I'd walk a million miles for one of your smiles' and it took my breath away. I was absolutely one hundred percent head over heels in love with this gorgeous, masculine, absolutely perfect human being. My love and lust for him was almost unbearable. "Don't worry, babe" he said with a laugh. "I'll definitely give you a chance to try root beer." We all three laughed again. "So, where's your buddy Jer tonight? I thought he'd be here with you." Jerry and I had been at Larry's for the past two Fridays, but Hunter and Nate had not shown up. This week Jerry couldn't make it, so I was here by myself. "His parents were going up to their cabin in the mountains for the weekend and made him go along" I answered. "He tried to get out of it, but they wouldn't let him stay home alone. Obviously, they don't trust him" I said with a laugh. And that's when Hunter freaked out. First, he said: What?' with a stunned look on his face. He really looked shocked. Then he said: "What .... what did you say?" "I said: he's in the mountains with his parents and sister for the weekend'. He'll be back Sunday night." "What the fuck?" he growled as he reached across the table and grabbed me by the collar. Jerking me half-way across the table into his face he shouted: "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" Yeah, shouted. Everybody in the place looked over and I was totally shocked. "Hunter.... " I gasped. "Hunter.... wha....?" "Why the fuck didn't you say something" he said as he gave me a shake. He was mad. "Hunter...., what?" I squawked. "Tell you ....? What .... What would I ....?" "I've been wanting to go up to the mountains for ages" he said. "Nate and I talk about it all the time. And now I find out you've had a place available all the time and didn't even tell me." He gave me another shake and then let me go. "How... how... how could I know you wanted ....?" "How could you not tell me?" he groused. "How could you be so stupid?" I was still shocked and didn't know what to say. This was so unfair, but he was mad. "But, Hunter...." I cried, shocked by how unreasonable he was being. "But, Hunter...., how....?" "You just shut the fuck up before I really blow my stack" Hunter growled. "In fact, get the fuck out of here until I cool down." I just sat there in shock for a moment with my mouth hanging open. "Move it before I kick your ass right here and now" he yelled. Everybody in the place looked up again to see what the commotion was about. I could see that Hunter was really mad and I was going to be in deep shit if I didn't get out of there quick. I got the hell out. I had my dad's car of course so I got in and just sat there wondering what to do. He was furious at me for not telling him something that there was no way I could possibly have known he was interested in. He was being impossible. But he was Hunter. That made it different, and I knew it. I don't know how, but somehow, according to him anyway. Somehow, I should have guessed that he wanted to go to the mountains. And now I had to figure out how to make it up to him. I didn't know much about Jerry's cabin. I'd never been there and didn't know if they owned it or rented it or what. But it was obvious that the only way to make it up to Hunter was to see if we could make arrangements to use it. I pulled out my cell and pushed speed dial #1 on the presets. "Hey, Paul" Jerry said as he answered. "Are you at Larry's?" "Yeah, I'm here, sitting in the parking lot" I said. "I had to get out because Hunter was about to kill me. He threatened to kick my ass right there in the middle of Larry's." "What? Really?" he said. "What'd you do? What's going on?" "I told him you went to the mountains this weekend and he is crazy angry because I didn't tell him about it before." "Tell him what before? We only went this afternoon." "Yeah. That's it exactly" I answered. "How could I have told him anything before?" "I don't understand" Jerry said. "Well, I don't understand it either" I said, "but he is really mad and I've got to do something." And then the whole situation sunk in and I started to tear up. I really did love him and right now I didn't know what to do. "I didn't do anything wrong, Jerry. I didn't. He's just not being fair." "What are you talking about? I still don't understand." "Hunter's mad because I didn't tell him you had a cabin in the mountains." "Huh?" he said. "What the fuck?" "Yeah. What the fuck?' is right" I answered. "But .... But .... Why?" "He says he wants to go to the mountains. He says he's always wanted to go to the mountains." "And you were supposed to know that?" "Yeah, that's what he's saying." "That's not being fair. Go tell him." "Are you out of your fucking mind?" I asked and started to sob. "You didn't see him. He is fucking furious." "Well, what are you going to do?" "That's why I called you" I said. "What's the deal with that cabin? Can we use it? Hunter said he's always wanted to go to the mountains." "Well, my dad owns it along with my two Uncles; we share it with them. I never asked, but I suppose we could use it. I don't know why not?" Then he started laughing. "As long as we don't bring any girls up here, that is. That's why I'm up here now you know, because they thought if I stayed home alone, I'd have some girls over. If they only knew" he snorted. "Yeah, if they only knew." "Jerry. I've got to do something to calm Hunter down" I said. "I thought maybe if I told him we could use the cabin it might satisfy him. Right now, he kicked me out and doesn't even want to look at me." Now tears were streaming down my cheeks. "I c-can't t-take this, Jerry. I c-can't" I sobbed. "He hates me now." "Okay, okay, calm down" Jerry said. "Let me go in and ask my dad about using the place." I heard the cabin door open and close and then Jerry spoke to his father. "Dad; I've got Paul on the phone, and he was wondering if he and I and some of the guys from the wrestling team could use the cabin some weekend." I heard his father answer in the background. "I don't know why not as long as Hank and Pete are not using it. But you'd have to clean it up afterwards." "Of course, dad" I heard Jerry say. "We'd keep it clean." "And I wouldn't want a crowd up here" his father said. "No" Jerry said. "We're only talking about three or four of us." "Okay" his dad answered. "Shouldn't be a problem." "There you are, Paul" Jerry said coming back on to the phone. "I'll just have to check with my uncles to see if it's available." Then he laughed. "Now get back in there and beg him to forgive you." I had stopped crying and laughed a little along with him now. "Yeah, okay, Jerry. Thanks. I think you've just saved my life." "I hope so" he said. "Talk to you later." "Bye" I said and put the phone down. As I looked up, I saw that Nate was standing right next to the window looking in at me. "Nate" I said as I rolled down the window. "I thought I'd take a minute and come out and talk to you" he said. "This is a bunch of crap, Nate" I said as I opened the car door and got out. "How could I tell him about something I didn't even know he wanted to know?" "Yeah, but that's Hunter" he answered. "You can't disagree with him, so you just have to humor him and roll with the punches. Right now, though, he's calmed down, and I think he realizes he was totally unfair. In fact, I think he might be feeling guilty. He told me to come out and get you." "I've already done something, Nate. I called Jerry and he says we can use the cabin whenever we want. Will that make Hunter happy do you think?" Nate started laughing. "Beating him at his own game, hey?" he laughed. "That might work but you have to be careful. I think he probably wants to apologize, except that Hunter never apologizes for anything. If you value your life, you can't tell him he's done something stupid. You don't want to make him look stupid." "Well, what am I supposed to do? He's mad at me for no good reason, but now you say I can't fix it by giving him what he wants?" "I actually think he's sorry for blowing up, but you have to treat him with kid gloves. Go in there and apologize for not knowing he wanted to go to the mountains and beg him to forgive you." "But, Nate...?" "I know, I know, it's not your fault, but that's not the point. I've gone through this plenty of times before, and as long as you admit you were wrong and beg him to forgive you, he'll usually let it go. Just make sure you don't put him on the spot by hinting he was wrong. I think he already knows he shouldn't have blown up at you, so if you tell him it was your fault and that you're sorry, that'll give him the excuse to forgive you." This was a bunch of shit, but what do you do? He was so dazzling, and so masculine and so dominant that I knew I was privileged to even associate with him. And hell, I knew he was arrogant with an ego big enough to fill a stadium, so I could certainly put up with a little vanity from him. After all, Hunter was an extraordinary human being. So, I went in and apologized. Profusely. Over and over again. And then begged for forgiveness. And then after all that, I told him that I'd got permission for us to use the cabin. That seemed to do the trick. "I don't know why the hell you didn't just set that up in the first place" he growled at me. "What the fuck was the purpose of making me lose my temper like that?" "I'm sorry, Hunter. I'm really sorry. I just wasn't thinking. You know I'll do anything for you." I was sweating because I didn't know which direction he was going to go. Stay mad and tell me to go to hell or get over it and get things back to normal with us? "Okay, we'll drop it. You fucked up, but I can't stay mad forever, can I? Okay?" He gave me a smile. "Yeah, Hunter. Yeah. I'm really sorry." "I'll let you make it up to me. How about when we get to the cabin you bury your face in my ass for a while? How does that sound to you?" I immediately gasped and turned red at Hunter's incredible brazenness. Yes, he'd made me kiss his ass at Nate's house and yes, I actually loved doing it. I loved everything Hunter made me do, but he was so blatant about talking about things like this it was embarrassing. "Well?" he said. "You want to do anything for me you said, so tell me you want to spend some time kissing my ass." I realized that only Hunter could say such a thing with total seriousness. He wasn't kidding. He wanted me to tell him that I wanted to worship his ass. "Ahhh...., Hunter" I said. "I want whatever you want." "That doesn't answer my question." Nate started laughing, really enjoying my embarrassment. "Yes, Hunter" I mumbled looking down at the table. "Yes what?" he said, "and look at me." I looked him in the eye and whispered. "Yes, Hunter. I want to worship your ass." Evidently that was the right thing to say because he took me out to the truck and let me suck him off. This time he didn't cum so fast so I must have sucked on that golden rod of his for at least half an hour. When I was finished, I was sweaty, my mouth was tired and my throat was sore, but I was very, very satisfied. --------------- So, here we were, heading for Jerry's family cabin in the mountains. I had never seen it, but Jerry said it was on seventeen acres of virgin forest which his grandfather had bought years ago, and it was totally isolated. The fact that it was the isolated' was what was important. Hunter made it clear that the whole point of going to the mountains was so you could do your thing' in the forest and wouldn't have nosy neighbors watching. "You're no nudist" Nate said to Hunter. "You're just so fucking vain that you want the world to see your without-a-doubt, spectacular physique'." Hunter and Nate had been chatting most of the way while Jerry and I had hardly said a word. We were in Hunter's pickup so there was only room for three, and since I was the smallest, I was sitting on Nate's lap. I'd set on Jerry's lap for the first part of the trip, but after getting gas I was setting on Nate. Jerry was okay but Nate was a pain in the ass. He didn't have a hard-on ramming me in the butt, but he kept coming up with excuses to reach down, reposition himself, and grab my ass,. I just wanted the trip to be over. "No way, Nate" Hunter answered. "That's not true. I've always liked the idea of going naked, but when have I had the chance? Living in a god damn city with houses two feet apart and a snoopy little sister, when could I have ever been a nudist?" "Yeah, but it's your conceitedness that you're talking about. You don't care about being nude, you just want to be admired. But hell, Hunter, I understand. I for one will admire the hell out of you." "Oh, fuck you, Nate. Fuck you" Hunter said with a laugh. "But you wait. You'll find out that there ain't nothing like walking around everywhere, including through the woods, in your birthday suit. This weekend is going to be amazing." But was I excited? You're damn right I was excited. I was more excited than I'd ever been in my life. I knew this weekend was going to be about sex. Sex, sex, and more sex. Every time I glanced at Hunter, I started getting hard just thinking of that prick of his. I really couldn't think of anything else. I wanted that prick, and I wanted it often. I knew we were going to spend the whole weekend in the nude; hell, that was the whole idea, so I intended to be sucking that cock anywhere and everywhere I could. Sucking him in the forest while wandering around in the nude was so hot that just the thought of it made me hard. I assumed that Hunter had every minute of the weekend planned already, and there was no doubt that it would be organized around servicing his big prick in as many ways as he could possibly think of. He'd already said I gave great blow jobs, so I knew I was going to spend a lot of time sucking on his prick, which is what I wanted, and he'd already made it clear that I was probably going to be kissing his ass as well. And I was wondering when he was going to fuck me. I knew it was coming, and this weekend seemed to be the perfect opportunity. Yes, this was Hunter's weekend, and I knew I'd be servicing him, but what about Jerry and Nate? Hunter had no qualms about making me perform in front of them, but that was okay since that was what he wanted. He constantly humiliated me in front of them, but I was used to it, and believe it or not, I was beginning to find it very exciting. I was getting used to him being an exhibitionist. But what else did Hunter have planned? Nate still pretended to be straight, but it was clear he was turned on to Jerry so I figured he would want to do stuff with him. But I knew that Hunter would be in charge; Hunter's always in charge, so he'd decide who was going to do what to whom. Hunter was going to be Boss, no question about it, so I had no doubt he'd make Jerry do stuff for him as well as Nate. Was I jealous? Well, maybe a little bit, but Hunter was going to do whatever he wanted no matter what I thought. Hunter enjoyed humiliation, so I figured he'd have fun playing around with Jerry as well as me, finding ways to humiliate both of us. That was his thing, that was Hunter. But I didn't mind because I'd learned to deal with it, and Jerry would have to learn to deal with it as well. But then, what about Nate? His relationship with Hunter was so strange. He unquestionably loved Hunter and literally worshipped the ground he walked on, but he kept insisting he was straight and didn't want or need gay, man on man sex. However, Hunter made fun of him constantly, insinuating that he was enamored with his cock and desperately wanted to have sex with him. Actually, I thought so too. That was kind of strange too because Nate would do anything Hunter told him to do. So I figured Hunter could get a blow job anytime he wanted just by saying the word. Nate would moan and groan and complain, but if Hunter ordered him to do it, I'm sure he'd do it. So, would Hunter do something with Nate this weekend? With all the innuendo Hunter had been dumping on Nate, I figured the time was ripe for him to make the move. I was pretty sure Hunter would fuck Nate this weekend. And, knowing Hunter, he'd probably make him beg for it first. In fact, Hunter would probably make all three of us beg to service him. Fucking and Sucking. Hunter couldn't keep us occupied on his prick all the time, but I'll bet he had all kinds of kinky stuff in mind to entertain himself. Yeah, entertainment, I think that's what we were. Hunter's entertainment. The three of us were there for his pleasure. I knew Hunter would have some busy tongues working his muscles; he loved that. And since we were all enamored with his incredible physique anyway, he'll probably put us in competition with each other to see who can best serve him. ------------- We stopped to eat on the way, so it was late Friday evening before we arrived at the cabin. The cabin was just an old hunting lodge, one big room with a kitchen on one end and two double bed bunks at the other end. It had a big fireplace as well as a large potbellied stove in the middle of the room. It was rustic, with unfinished walls inside and it even came with an outhouse. Yeah, an outhouse, but at least it came with running water in the kitchen. After we got our stuff moved in and got somewhat settled in, Hunter had us strip naked. That was a pretty good sign of how the weekend was going to go. It was late, and I was yawning, but always horny' Hunter was not about to let us go to bed without some action first. In a circle, Indian style' he said. Have you tried that? Crossing your legs Indian style? All four of us were athletic so it wasn't a problem, but it is different. So, we sat there naked in a circle, Hunter across from me, Jerry on my right and Nate on my left. And we had a circle jerk. This was something new to me, but damn was it exciting. Hunter gave the directions so although we jerked our own dicks a lot, he would tell us to grab the dick on our right, and I'd grab Jerry and Nate would grab me, and so on. Or we'd go lefty, and I'd grab Nate. It was fun and it turned me on like crazy. I wanted to hold out, but I really was excited, and Nate was as aggressive as hell when jerking my dick, so I came first. Wimp' Hunter said to me, but everybody laughed. Jerry came second and Nate third, so, of course, it was Hunter last, proving he was the Alpha in the group with the most stamina. "I ain't gonna waste it" Hunter said as he pushed Jerry's hand away. "I'm gonna let my favorite cocksucker finish me off". Of course, he was looking at me, and so were Jerry and Nate. "On your belly, `favorite cocksucker'" he said with a chuckle. I was so used to him humiliating me that I hardly blushed at all as I uncrossed my legs, got on my belly and put my face in his crotch. "Jerry, you're the director" Hunter said. "Grab his hair." I was surprised he said that, and evidently Jerry was too because he didn't move. He didn't know what to do. "Grab on, damn it. Grab his hair and make him blow me" Hunter snapped. Jerry figured it out, grabbed my hair and pushed me down on Hunter's dick. "Yeah, that's it" Hunter said. "You're in charge." So, Jerry took control of my sucking, holding my hair and started pulling my head up and down on Hunter's dick. "Nate, get a finger up his ass" Hunter said. "Let's see if we can get him inspired." So, yeah, Jerry held my head while Nate stuck a finger up my butt and started finger-fucking me. It was rather awkward at the moment, but it was still my favorite pastime, sucking Hunter's dick. But it didn't last long. "Shit, Jerry. What are you doing?" Hunter snapped. "Put some energy into it. Give me a goddamn blowjob." So, Jerry got more energetic about it, jamming my head down hard and jerking me back up. I started choking almost immediately but Jerry did not let up, so I just held on for dear life. Luckily, Hunter was pretty damn close to cuming to begin with, so it was barely a matter of seconds before I tasted his spouge shooting into my mouth. "Ooooo Yeeeah" Hunter yelled, and Jerry jammed me down hard and held me there. I was trying to breathe, trying not to choke, and swallowing as fast as I could, all at the same time while Hunter yelled. I was in heaven. I loved it. Shit, yeah. There was nothing like sucking Hunter. --------------- At bedtime we had four double beds to pick from as well as a couple of sofas and two overstuffed easy chairs, so there were plenty of places to sleep. Evidently Hunter and Nate had already talked about this because without any discussion Hunter took me by the hand and led me to one of the doubles. Nate did the same thing with Jerry. So that was that. Hunter went to sleep immediately. I swear, it wasn't more than thirty seconds. But I didn't. I didn't because there was definitely action going on in the other bed. The room was black so I couldn't see anything, but I could hear. And what I heard was some rustling around that sounded like wrestling, a lot of quiet laughter and giggling, and then finally, the clear sounds of a somebody sucking a dick. I heard Nate whispering softly, obviously giving Jerry encouragement as he finally got his blowjob. And sometime during the night Hunter got a blowjob too. When I woke up, he was already sitting on my chest, forcing my mouth open. It was more like a face fuck than a blowjob, with him sitting on me, holding my head with both hands and fucking away. It went really fast, but I went back to sleep with a smile on my face. ----------
On Saturday morning Hunter got us up and into nothing but our shoes. We went running. In the nude. Since Jerry knew the area, he led out with Hunter right behind him. Then came Nate and then me. Hunter insisted that we run, and every time Jerry tried to slow down, he gave him a slap on his bare butt. Now it's not easy running through a forest when you're naked, with all the branches in the way. Jerry was leading the way, so he tried to run in cleared areas without too many branches as much as possible, but it wasn't easy, and with Hunter pushing him to go faster, we were all getting scratches. It was cold out there too. It was six or seven in the morning for god's sake, so it was damn cold. Hunter didn't give a shit because he just laughed and made us keep going. At one-point Nate moaned: "Slow down Hunter, damn it. This ain't fun." "Bullshit. This is fun" Hunter answered with a big laugh. "This is what we came here for. This is exhilarating. Jesus, what could be better." So after about half an hour we had really developed a sweat as we arrived back at the cabin. We were definitely overheated. And what did Hunter do but grab the hose from the side of the cabin and make us hose each other down with cold water? Very cold water. Freezing water. I'm not sure who screamed the loudest, but I think it was me. If we didn't catch pneumonia it was going to be a miracle.
to be continued
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