Date: Fri, 2 Apr 2004 17:30:01 EST
From: Calcubx2@aol.com
Subject: Retreat Part 4

The following is a work of fiction, fantasies designed to excite
the flesh as well as the mind. I appreciate comments and
suggestions.


     The couple from Cabin 4 were in the classroom, suitably
dressed as teachers. Each man was servicing their own `student,'
Daniel and Mike both appropriately dressed in t-shirts and jocks,
and gym shorts which now lay around their ankles. From the garage
I head a familiar voice "lick that slimy dick, you got my nuts
churning. Yeah, keep sucking that good, hard meat." The jeans
were replaced with a pair of overalls, the man at his feet I'd
seen earlier with the daddy. "You like playing with your dong
while sucking my jock-cock, don't you?"

     In the orgy room sat Daddy, not touching his swollen crank,
watching a video of two young twinks having phone sex, the volume
thankfully turned down too low to hear much. The twins were
sitting against the wall, stroking their shafts alternating
between watching the movie and Bryan getting a mouthful from the
10 incher from upstairs. Buck came in and sat next to me, hand in
my lap.

     "So how many times has your cum-pump exploded today?" He
asked me. Noting the look I gave him, he added, "and don't bother
telling me to kiss your ass, I will with pleasure. Just before
you slide down on my bull-dick." He coaxed a generous about of my
natural lube and rubbed it around my hole. The tip of his finger
slipped in.

     "I haven't shot off today." I said, sighing as his finger
slipped in to the knuckle. The twins watched us hopefully.

     We saw Loren get up to skunk Bryan's upturned tail just as
Mike and Daniel walked in followed by the couple. Seeing the two
be-jocked studs, Daddy went toward them placing a hand on each
mound, feeling their swollen dicks.

     Buck stood, pulling me up with him. "Half an hour more," he
told me. "I can't wait longer than that."

     The couple now sat against the opposite wall jerking each
other, Daddy was getting serviced by Mike in the front, Daniel
from behind.

     Luke lay flat with legs spread stroking his big Italian
sausage. I crouched between his legs, licking up along his inner
thigh. He smiled at me through half closed eyes. I moved up to
taste the sweat from his fuzzy, bull balls. When his legs spread
further, I swallowed one tasty nut. He sighed, a long, low moan
and pulled his knees forward. I got a good look at his hairy
crack, the tight puckered ring winking at me. I dove, working my
wet tongue back and forth, washing him until the tight bud slowly
began to open. He put his hand on the back of my head trying to
push more of my tongue in the opening. "Lick my hole good!" He
cooed.

     "Taste good, doesn't it?" Loren asked. I felt him playing
between my butt-cheeks. A finger-tip tickled my tense opening,
then his hot, wet breath. He rimmed me while I feasted on his
brother's furry ass. After I few minutes I couldn't ignore Luke's
steely bat, skin back, velvety head leaking for action. As I
swallowed the pole, I jammed two fingers into his now gaping
hole. He leapt, pushing my face down to his groin with a loud
roar. He pumped my face wildly as I slid another finger up his
butt.

     He soon pulled away from me. "Too close." He managed to say
between gasps.

     I rolled away, my asshole hot and twitching. Loren is good.
The man sucking the mechanic was getting a hot, deep, plowing
from Daddy as Bryan feed him his over-swollen prick. Mike
creaming his load on Daniel's jock covered face. It was probably
early but I headed toward the garage.

     In the dungeon, Jackson was leisurely watching a video in
leather vest that barely covered the huge, defined pecs. His
rippled abdomen rose and fell, his 7 inch blond cock pulsed,
shaft thick as Buck's at the base only, then thinning with a
curve upward - a perfectly shaped mushroom cap. He smiled up at
me, flexing his prick. "I'll get your ass." He said, smiling.

     I stood in front of him, his fingers running the length of
my erection, down between my legs. I stopped him by dropping to
my knees and sucking his prick to the base quickly and stood back
up. "Yeah, but it'll be sloppy seconds." I told him.

     "Suits me." I heard him say.

     I opened the door to the garage. Buck lay back in the front
seat, smiling as I entered. Though I knew it was futile, I shut
the door hoping for a few minutes of privacy.

     "Looks like you've been getting my horse ready to ride." I
eyed his dick, hard and horny. "Why didn't you tell me you were
waiting?"

     "I got ready watching you wriggle you little ass in Loren's
face. Now how about you get over here and spit-shine my horse-
cock, getting time for some bronco riding." He sat up on the back
of the seat as I devoured his dick. Tasting the juicy head, lips
stretching down the fat shaft. Spit dripped from the sides of my
mouth as I choked on his monster. I was able to get in 10 minutes
of hot, uninterrupted, sucking.

     "They're all gonna miss the show." I told him.

     "Good," he said, spreading his bulky body along the seat.
"Now how about you let me finish where Loren left off, make sure
your hole's hot and ready." I sat my ass down on his waiting
face, feeling his tongue.my mouth back down on his rammer.

     Seconds later, the door opened. Buck and I scrambled to get
up, I hit my head on the steering wheel as the gang piled in.
Jackson took up a position on the hood, the twins on either side.
Bryan, Mike, Daniel, even the couple followed them standing
around the car.

     Buck settled back down, I swallowed him to the root as he
fingered my ass, stretching me open. Jackson whispered something
to one of the twins. I glanced up, all three palming straining
erections. I heard another side whisper, then Buck's booming
voice. "Okay, house rules for the next half hour - our until we
leave this room, the next person that makes a comment or tries to
give us any direction gets escorted off the property,
permanently. Including you," he glared at Jackson. "Looks to me
like there's enough horny dick here that needs attention." He
guided my face down to his balls. "And anybody decides to touch
either one of us, the FIRST thing you'll lose is a hand." His
head fell back as I chewed his nuts and clamped my fingers on his
left tit.

     The next few minutes, there was silence except Buck's
appreciative sighs. I slathered my way up his hot pole, his
chest, biting his nips. "Ready to ride, Cowboy?" He asked loud
enough for everyone to hear.

     "Don't know, am I?" I asked him, guiding his hand to my ass,
feeling three fingers slide easily up my canal.

     "Yep," he said guiding me onto his swollen fuck-meat. "It's
show-time." Holding onto my hips, he pushed me all the way down.

     I hollered, screamed, swore. I grabbed his hair. "Nghh." I
couldn't talk, it hurt, so much pain. My skin felt cold, clammy.
He suckled my tit, licked damply across my skin, my neck. I
luxuriated in the spreading warmth. His wet mouth on my ear.

     My head fell against his, my mouth at his ear. "You'll pay
for that." I managed to say. "Sweetheart." I added.

     He covered my face with kisses in apology, careful not to
move beyond flexing his cock. I moved up on his shaft an inch,
wincing in pain then fell back down. I closed my eyes shutting
everything out, my entire being concentrated on my relaxing my
ass-muscles. The room was quiet beyond the slap of flesh-on-
flesh. My flaccid prick started to rise again when I started an
unhurried ascent, my sphincter gripping his rigid organ. Almost
raising off him, I crushed my bone against his chest, hair
prickling my inflamed dick-head. The only noises were a few
simpering moans and men whacking off.

     I plunged back down barely hitting bottom then lifting up
again, then again and again. Buck let me set the pace for a few
minutes then starting hunching into me. After another five or so
minutes I whispered in his ear, "Now its show time!"

     I got up and turned, my feet on the edge of the seat, knees
resting on the dash and holding onto the top of the windshield
for balance. Buck took a few hot swipes of my ravaged hole while
I watched Jackson jerk his hammer, the twins each gnawing a
nipple. Buck got up and slammed his battering ram all the way up
my chute. Someone was moaning loudly which abruptly stopped and
was then followed by a long sigh as they shot-off. Holding onto
my hips, Buck fucked wildly, pummeling my ass relentlessly. My
meat-missile bounced, smacking repeatedly against my belly
spraying bullets of thick pre-jazz everywhere. One thick gob
landed wetly on the glass in front of Jackson. He lost it, he
pulverized his stalk spitting custardy streams of juice drenching
the windshield. One of the twins shortly followed suit, adding
his creamy load.

     Buck slowed the pace until he sat, pulling me down with him.
"Let's get the hell out of here," he said quietly. To the
disappointment of the rest of the men, we untangled ourselves and
left.

     Sharing a glass of wine back at his place, we curled up on
the sofa inside the heated porch. "I'm beat," he said, idly
playing with my furry nut-bag. "Don't even know if I have the
strength to cum."

     Sounding like a dare, I sunk down and swallowed his root. He
lay back enjoying the unhurried blow-job. I stroked the shaft
with my tongue, plunging further to taste his sweaty ass-bud. He
purred appreciatively as I flicked the wrinkled opening. I
tentatively slipped in a finger, then two. He jumped slightly and
I swallowed him again. It wasn't long before he went over the
edge, filling my guzzling throat with his sweet, sticky cum-
honey. I sidled up into his arms and fell asleep.

     I woke up the next morning in bed, not remembering getting
up in the night. My morning woody was engulfed in a warm mouth. I
spread my legs, pushing forcefully down his throat, feeling an
urgent need to empty by balls. "Suck it, baby." I pleaded. "Unhh
yeah, eat me. So fucking hot." He grabbed my nuts, twisting and
pulling. "Yeah, gonna cummmmm." I started squirting, hard and
fast. He choked after the first few jets, I finished splashing my
load up my torso.

     We showered together, soaping each other gently. Jackson
called during breakfast, he was helping Blair with some repairs a
cabin and needed Buck to check in a group of day guests. I
finished cleaning up and settled down on the sofa to see what was
happening around the place.

     I wasn't the only horny one this morning. Reminding myself
that's why guys come here, I started watching the action.

     The twins were in the gym, working out - one on the
treadmill, the other on the weight machine. The man with the
short, cropped hair spotting him, squatting occasionally to get a
ball-bath from the twin. The black man and his partner were
enjoying a vigorous 69 in the great room, watched by JD sitting
next to the man in the sweatshirt who was no longer reading. He
was watching the two men sucking, hand massaging the bulge in his
jockeys.

     The husky man, again with his dildo, was now in the sitting
area on the second floor, intently watching Tony whose legs
straddled the mirror top coffee table. Tugging his tits savagely,
his cock pounding, the velvety head slipped partially through his
foreskin. The barracks was also busy, the 10 incher lay on a bed,
his face buried in Daddy's hairy ass while Dennis serviced his
mammoth meat. A young man lay on the bed next to them, tight ass
pounding the mattress as he watched them. My dick twitched as his
tight pink, hole winked invitingly.

     The day guests had wasted no time. There was a stocky full-
bearded bear in the trough stroking an impressive erection poking
out the side of his jockstrap. A shirtless man stood above him,
the bear chewing on the growing wet spot in the man's jeans. A
well-developed muscular man in chaps aimed his streaming arc of
piss at the bear's crotch. My dick drooled when Buck came through
the room, unzipped and aimed his cock at the man's chest, the
yellow-fluid splashing the torso, dripping down his jeans,
emptying his bladder on the bear's head.

     In the dungeon, three other men were just getting started. A
man in his thirties, shaved all over, lay in the sling, legs
spread palming his excited dick in anticipation as he sucked on
the fat mushroom of the tall man next to him. A third stood in
full leather, greasing up the glove covering his right hand and
arm. The jean's guy lay on the hood the convertible, stroking
himself watching porn. "You like sucking a big hairy man-dick for
breakfast, don't you?" I could hear the reply loudly. "I need to
feel your hard cock clear down my throat, all the way to your
hairy balls. Now, I want you to keep that hot lip lock you got on
my dick and put that sweet little ass of your right up here in my
face."

     I decided it was time to wander the grounds. Back in my
room, I changed into a t-shirt, jock and shoes - enough for the
day's activities.

     Tony was no longer in the sitting area, the man with dildo
was now licking Tony's rich, thick load off the mirror. He goatee
dripping with Tony's slime. I chewed on the distended nipples. He
groaned when I reached around and fucked the dildo in his hole.
He palmed his hot shaft, pushing himself closer. I guided his
flailing pole under my jock, he pumped, poking my balls with the
flared head. "Cum on me." I whispered in his ear. "Let me walk
around all day covered in your stale spunk." Ramming the dildo up
his ass did it, he grabbed me and pumped a thick, hot load on my
balls.

     In the gym, an athletic young blond had his face buried in
one of the twin's crotch. The man spotting him earlier was now
licking the other twin's sweaty pits and chest while
enthusiastically jacking himself off.

     I stepped up to the twin, slipping his jutting erection
under my jock. "Just had a guy spill his cream in my jock."

     I looked at the mole on his temple, Loren said, "I can feel
it."

     "Want to see how many guys will dump their loads in my jock.
"I said with a smiling leer. "Probably make Buck really horny
tonight." I finished with a wink, noting Luke listening to me.

     "Hey kid," he said to the one that's been sucking his
brother, "you like to get your ass licked? C'mere." He grabbed
the young stiff meat and shoved it in the side of my jock, his
hot pole slipping along mine. Loren spread the kids muscled
cheeks and went to work.

     Luke's swollen cock-head slid through the other side of my
jock. "Nobody pops their wad unless it's in this guy's crotch."

     When I thought of the idea, it made my left nut tingle, now
I wasn't so sure. The kid didn't last long with Loren's hot rim-
job. Chest heaving, he jabbed his knob in my sweaty jock and
pumped his young load. The fourth guy stood, long-stroking his
hefty member, I played with his nuts. I stuck my nose in a sweaty
pit, nuzzling the furry crevice. He grumbled and slipped the head
in my pouch and drained his balls.

     My dick was now sandwiched between the twin's mammoth dicks
rubbing my shaft. I held a solid butt cheek in each hand.

     "So how many is it gonna take?" Loren asked with a thrust.
"Ten, twenty? I'll get the word out."

     "I can shoot four, five times, does that count?" Luke asked.

     "Look guys, let me talk to Buck, if he's okay with it then
why don't we have dinner at his place tonight." I told them while
my fingers played with twin assholes, one slightly looser.

     "And then? Luke asked.

     "Shut up and shoot. Think about how much time someone's
going to be spending in the dungeon later this afternoon, just in
case." Luke told him with a wink.

     Fifteen minutes later I walked out of the gym with six loads
in my jock. And I created two monsters. One of the couple from
Cabin 4 had come in to work out and wasn't about to turn down the
twins offer to jack him off on the condition he creamed on my
jock. The twins were off to tell everyone the premises, no doubt.
I went down to the diner for lunch, eating my sandwich outside in
the sun.

     JD and Tony soon joined me and I told them what I was doing.
"Sounds hot." Tony said. JD just shook his head.

     "I know, JD. Think first - then open mouth." I said to him.
Just then I noticed Jackson coming down the path with a wicked
smile. I glanced around there was no where to hid.

     "I heard a rumor about you." He said directly to me. "What
happens if my dick accidentally slips into your asshole?

     "What happens if my knee accidentally flattens your balls?"
I replied. "Bet you'd be out of commission for awhile." He moved
on.

     The man I'd watched pissing in his jeans came of the diner,
jeans still damp. He noticed Tony and walked over to us.

     "Hot nips, can I suck `em?" He asked Tony.

     Tony replied grabbing the mans groin. "Depends, "he said.
"how close are you to shooting? He smiled at me.

     I walked back along the path ten minutes later with a
seventh load. I saw one of the twins talking to the new guests in
Cabin 3, a husky man in his early thirties with a close-shaved
goatee and his friend, stocky build, bald with several tattoos
covering his beefy arms. They all looked at me. The first stood,
stripping off his shirt. I walked up to them, extended a hand.

     "Hi, I'm Hank. I'm not sure what these two lunk-heads have
been telling you."

     The second extended a hand interrupting me. "Jack, this is
Steve."

     Steve shucked his boxers, a veiny 7 inches stood thickly in
the air. Jack leaned over and popped the meaty head of his
buddies cock in his mouth as he started to strip. Another 7
inches of stiff meat popped out of Jack's shorts.

     "Uh-oh." One of the twins said looking up the path. I
turned, it was Buck.

     "Gentlemen." He nodded to the assembled group. He didn't
look at me and I couldn't read the look on this face, he turned
toward the twins. "I understand you're joining us for dinner,
would you like anything special?" They sputtered in reply as he
started to walk away.

     "Buck," I ran after him. "Look, it wasn't meant."

     He interrupted me. "Hank, if I don't get away from you I'm
gonna lay you down and batter your ass right here. You are so
fucking hot. Don't plan on too much walking tomorrow" He dropped
and smothered his face in my jock-strap, smelling the funk,
biting my left nut. He moved away quickly.

     "So we're on for tonight?" Loren asked excitedly as I
rejoined the group.

     Steve sat now sucking Jack's shaft, I fingered his waving
member. I sat on top of him, making sure the head popped under
the jock cup. "You might want to head over to the dungeon.
Tonight's a go." I licked Steve's pert nips with the tip of my
tongue.

     By the time we were done I was up to number 8. Steve spent
his cum-wad down Jack's throat. Daniel saw me as I entered the
Barracks, he came walk up to me his own jock dangling from his
cock-head.

     "Oh man, I heard, can I" He pleaded.

     "Only if you add to it." I told him and he was on his knees
in seconds.

     "Fucking A," he breathed in the stale scum. "How many so
far?"

     "Eight." Word had definitely gotten around. I saw two of the
day guests at the far end of the room talking to Dennis, pointing
to me. Daddy disentangled himself from bear that was sucking him,
looking hot and flushed he came up behind me and slipped his
hairy horn between my legs, poking my balls.

     "My last day here," he said as he held my hips and bucked.
"Was just about ready, fuck yeah, going to empty my nuts." He
pounded his slick hardness. "Oh yeah, fucking gonna shoot." His
cock-head pounded under my balls, some of his thick spunk dripped
through the coarse material near Daniel's nose. He thrust his
poker in the side and shot, his creamy load dripping down my
shaft. "Buck's a lucky man." Daddy said as he pulled out.

     Dennis came up to us just as I was saying good-bye to
Daniel. "You're so fucking hot." He said feeling the wet pouch.
"Sorry I'm spent man, but there's a couple of guys in the garage
you might want to check out.

     After taking a leak, I went downstairs. The three in the
dungeon were still at it, two of them now having changed places.
The muscular guy in chaps sat in the car's driver seat feeding a
solid 8 inches to the guy in jeans. His jeans unzipped, stroking
his thick piece.

     "I heard about you," the man getting sucked said. "Word is
you're a pretty hot fuck."

     The guy sucking him looked up, stopped sucking long enough
to say, "I blew so hard watching you two." He went back to the
spit-bathing the 8 inches.

     The driver motioned to me and I stepped up. He rubbed his
nose in the steamy, straining pouch. "How many? "He inquired.

     "Ten."

     "Hey bud," he tousled the hair of the guy chewing his
crotch. "Let's make it an even dozen."

     Fifteen minutes later I saw that Jackson had joined the
group in the dungeon. His oiled skin shone, wearing a leather
harness. He straining meat strapped in a tight cock-ring. He came
up to me, tip of his curved hard-on poked my jock-strap. We
stared at each other as it throbbed between us. He stepped closer
pulled back the bottom of the pouch stretching the elastic across
my ass, pushing his jutting pole next to mine. He looked into my
eyes.

     "Truce." He said then surprised me by putting his lips to
mine, bathing the inside of my mouth with his tongue. He grabbed
my ass, pulling me tight. "Too bad Buck saw you first." I felt
his lubed hand slide between my butt-cheeks. Two fingers slide
easily up my hole. He looked me in the eye. "You could have been
mine."

     My left nut ached. I whispered in Jackson's ear, "Yep, I
could have been yours. Now make me cum." I pumped against him.

     "When can I fuck you?" He asked adding a third finger up my
ass.

     "Give me a couple of days." I licked inside his ear. "Buck's
horny, too sore tomorrow." We kissed again, grinding against each
other. I let loose a few minutes later soaking his cock-head in
slippery spunk sending him to the top. He bit my lower lip as he
climaxed adding the fourteenth load.

     We both noticed Buck standing in the doorway as we released
each other. "You're a very luck man, Buck Cranston." Jackson said
to him. "And he's damn good for the Retreat."

     Buck pulled me into his arms, kissing me as we stood in the
hall. "The Retreat is very lucky to have you. The whole place is
excited." He said to me, grinding his crotch into mine. "Every
man here is going to go home and tell their friends about this
wild guy they met at the Retreat." The twins were at the door of
the dungeon.

     "How many now?" One of them asked.

     "Fourteen." I said. They both smiled. "Fourteen including
mine." I said to Buck.

     "With Jackson?" He wanted to know.

     I replied. "Yeah, left nut. Don't worry, I'll be ready
tonight. Maybe I should make the twins give me a tongue bath,
lick it up."

     "Hell no, "he went on. "They can watch me lick it all up,
that'll get me hot. And it feels like you're ready now" He added
feeling my still erect cock. "Say you get another six, try for
six. Then the story will be this guy went around getting 20 guys
to jack-off on his jock-strap."

     I interrupted. "I will not run around the Retreat everyday
trying to get guys to fill my jock with nut-juice. I'm not an
attraction, I'm a human being."

     "The idea is that someone CAN run around getting 20 guys to
do it. Not that you need to be the one. And, Hank, I was going to
say the story will be he did it to excite his boyfriend."

     That stopped me. "So the rumors are true, we're an item?' I
asked quizzingly.

     "I don't now, "he asked, "are we?"

     Luke stepped out of the dungeon on his way to the orgy room.
"Loren's gonna be so fucking hot, tonight." He told us heading
for the orgy room.

     "Luke," I called to him. "You want a really good show
tonight, we gotta find six more guys. That's the goal."