Date: Mon, 24 Feb 2003 08:43:15 -0800 (PST) From: Niftyguy Subject: cabin weekend, chapter 5 Warning: the following stories contain graphic descriptions of sexual material. If you are underage or do not wish to read such materials, read no further. If you have any feedback, please drop me a line at niftyguy_30307@yahoo.com. Thanks much to all the guys who have given me such great feedback. I appreciate your comments. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (continued from Chapter Four; read that first) We were depraved, but certainly not deprived. As my buddy Greg prepared to mount our new friend Ryan, whose hole I had just flooded with jism, my uncle Jim was getting ready to plug my boyfriend Ben from behind before moving on to Greg's boyfriend Carl. Since I had just gotten off, my most urgent horniness was under control, but I was still feeling erotically charged. At this point, I just wanted to watch the show for awhile, so I scooted over to where my uncle was getting down to business. Just two days before, I had worried that I would not be able to convince Ben to open up our relationship to a little strange cock, and now I was watching him strain to open up his puckered hole for my uncle's rockhard tool. I had always known that Ben loved being fucked, but I frankly had no idea that he would throw all of his inhibitions out the window this easily. I guess that people can surprise you. I have to admit that I had surprised myself, as well. I knew that it would absolutely rock my world to fuck around with someone different, but I had no idea that it would be such a turn on to watch Ben do the same. I guess that it was a way to see a familiar but very sexy body in a new way, making him even more desirable. I did not doubt that I was going to want to fuck him relentlessly when we got home. At that moment, though, I was focused on my uncle's tight cockhead as it disappeared into the shiny folds of my boyfriend's slick hole. The spasming ring of flesh almost seemed to suck the fleshy crown inside, expressing its voracious appetite for cock. Where Greg's bulbous mushroom head had been like a cork that would only reluctantly pop through Ben's pucker, my uncle's compact glans quickly gained access. Once he was firmly seated inside, Jim grasped my boyfriend's hips and slowly began to ease in. Ben later told me that he was surprised at how easy it was to take my uncle, at first anyway. Of course, Jim had done an incredible job of prepping Ben's ass with his tongue and lips, and the sheer horniness of getting a mind-blowing rim job from his boyfriend's studly uncle had raised Ben's excitement level to the point where he probably would have crammed just about anything up his butt. Jim was clearly loving this scene. As he inserted more and more cock into Ben's ass, he leaned over to kiss me, parting my lips with his tongue, which began to probe my hot mouth. He was simultaneously exploring both my boyfriend and me, stimulating our sensitive orifices with the different tools at his disposal. I couldn't help responding to my young uncle, and our tongues danced against each other as I reached over to stroke his muscular, hairy chest. His small, dark nipples were rockhard, begging to be sucked, which I was more than happy to do. As I worked his tits, I looked down at the junction of Jim's cock and Ben's ass, and I saw that my uncle was about halfway in. It was at this point that Ben's hole began to put up some resistance, because the remaining part of the shaft was thicker than either Greg or me. Feeling the lust build up inside of me again, all I could think of was my need to see my boyfriend's butt stuffed with this entire column of flesh, whatever it took. My uncle did not object when my hand traveled down his rippling abs into the nest of dark pubic hair, where it grasped the mammoth root of his shaft. Gripping tightly, I pulled his cock back by at most a few millimeters, freeing up a tiny amount of space in Ben's rectum, before pushing back in just a little farther than before. Slowly we see-sawed this tool deeper and deeper into the smooth anal canal, simultaneously expanding the walls as the thickest part of Jim's shaft penetrated. With each back-stroke, Ben's stretched sphincter clung to Jim's shaft, reluctant to give up the girth that it was starting to crave. As more and more meat disappeared, I became a little weak-kneed, and Ben began to gyrate his sweaty buttocks, like he was trying to widen his hole and speed up the invasion. It seemed to take forever before Jim was completely buried inside of my boyfriend's hole. Looking down Ben's grasping buttcheeks, I couldn't believe the amount of flesh that we had packed inside. My uncle paused for a minute, savoring the hot tightness, and we shared a deep kiss, generating erotic energy that flowed via his cock into Ben's stuffed chute. At this point, I expected Jim to start pumping for all he was worth, but instead he began to slowly withdraw. As his shaft pulled out, leaving vacant space behind, he explained to me that he was going to have to open Carl up in the same way, before he could start fucking. I didn't understand exactly what his game plan was, but I was intrigued to find out. In the meantime, someone was going to have to put a plug in Ben's ass, or it would just close up again. I glanced over at Greg and Ryan, who were still going at it, and concluded that I would have to do the job. I flipped Ben over on his back on the bed where we could both have a good view of Jim and Carl and then quickly lifted up his legs and plugged in. Needless to say, his hole was so (temporarily, I hoped) stretched out that it offered little resistance, but once inside, the smooth rectal walls molded themselves to the shape of my prick, which they fit like a glove. I used my body to cover Ben like a blanket, relishing the familiar feel. I placed some of my weight on his hard dick, creating just enough pressure to keep his attention without causing things to get out of hand. Nuzzling his neck, I whispered to him how sexy he was, how he had the hottest fucking bottom in the room, and he told me what a turn-on it had been to see me pop Ryan's cherry. I wasn't really fucking Ben at this point, just staying inside, making small, teasing movements, enough to keep his nerves jangled. It took Jim about ten minutes to open Carl up, at which point I was evicted from Ben's butt. My uncle moved Carl over on top of Ben, more or less occupying my spot. After slipping a pillow under Ben to raise his butt a little, Jim reached into his bag that was next to the mattress and fished out a large-sized condom. He first reached between his two targets and lubed up their cocks and then, grasping both shafts firmly together, Jim unrolled the condom over the pair, binding them together in a sheath of stretched latex. The pressure was squeezing a steady stream of precum out of their leaking piss slits, adding to the lubrication. Ben and Carl instinctively knew what to do. Their thrusting cocks started sliding over each other, stimulating the most sensitive flesh in the process. All preparations completed, Jim moved behind the pair and began to stroke their totally exposed assholes, lined up one on top of the other. At this point his plan was crystal clear. He was going to ream them out at the same time, alternating first one and then the other clenching hole. Fascinated, I watched him plunge first into Ben's churning guts, pistoning in three or four strokes, before withdrawing his rigid spike and poking through Carl's back door. The boys were going crazy. Each time one of them moaned in frustration as this dick of death was pulled out, the other just about lost consciousness from being suddenly crammed full of meat. This was the most amazing fuck I had ever witnessed. Ever. By alternating between the two, Jim was able to keep both Ben and Carl on the edge, almost indefinitely. The base of his shaft was so big, and it filled each lower rectum so completely, placing so much pressure on all of the sensitive tissue that separated the chute from the prostate, that there was just no way that either of them could have lasted long if he had just power fucked them. As it was, though, my uncle was able to modulate the stimulation that they each received. Even so, though, every time he pulled out from one of the fleshy rings, it only became more desperate to feel his cock again. Soon neither Ben's nor Carl's hole completely closed up between assaults. Reluctantly I tore myself away from this unbelievable scene when Greg called me over. He was getting close to shooting, and he wanted my help finishing Ryan off. I only agreed because I knew that we owed it to Ryan to make his first butt fuck as memorable as possible. (Though I think that I can be certain that there was no way that he was ever going to forget his night at the cabin!) Greg had moved Ryan's head and shoulders off of the mattress, onto the floor, extending his body up so that he could pile drive into him. At this point, Ryan was so well-fucked that he was truly a mass of quivering jelly, and I think that we probably could have done anything with him that we wanted, as long as it stimulated some area of flesh. I leaned down and probed his dry mouth with my tongue, which made me realize that he needed some water. Grabbing a bottle, I dribbled some cool fluid onto his parched lips, which he gratefully lapped up. I passed the bottle up to Greg, who took a long swig before trickling a stream onto his pumping cock, temporarily cooling down the junction of their bodies. Straddling Ryan's face, I had perfect access to his prick, which was bouncing crazily as Greg continued to thrust. Taking it into my mouth, I began to tease him, swirling my tongue around the corona of his head. I could feel him trying to thrust into my mouth, but Greg and I together had such a firm grip on him that we were able to completely control his body. Using my whole body and all of my senses, I attempted to gauge how close both of these hot men were to shooting. I could see that Greg was getting closer, closer, closer and I responded by moving my lips down Ryan's shaft, increasing the stimulation. Just as Greg cried out, plunging his cock down and into Ryan's aching hole for the last time, I felt a flood of hot cum erupt in my mouth. I wondered if, at that instant, a new neural pathway had formed between Ryan's drenched ass and the sex center in his brain. Exhausted, the three of us just collapsed and watched my uncle finish off Ben and Carl before withdrawing and shooting his jets of ropy sperm all over their butts. How much more sex could we take? I wasn't sure, but I was willing to find out.