Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 19:56:28 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: "Salisbury to San Diego" Part Eighteen, gay/incest

Then Rob came first. Almost screaming into my ass. No one touching his
cock. He just came. The action of his orgasm must have made Joe come as
well. He was basically screaming into my mouth. The sensation of both of
them doing this at the same time was totally awesome. I reached down and
stroked my cock into my second orgasm. That's how intense it was.

I fell back toward the head of the bed with my legs on either side of Rob.
Joe basically fell onto Rob panting and hugging him. He motioned me down to
where they were.

Joe stayed in him until he softened. I had slid down to the side of them
and we were all caressing each other with multiple kisses going around. The
after glow of the sex surrounding the three of us.

"Fuck I love my boys." Joe said. Rob and I both kissed him at the same time
all over his face.

Part Eighteen:

After the morning fun we all took a nap together. When I woke up a couple
hours later I saw Joe was gone. I shook Rob awake and asked, "Where's Joe?"

Yawn, "Hell if I know, I was asleep babe."

I got up and took a quick shower and then went to the kitchen to make
coffee. Rob seemed to have fallen back to sleep. As I was turning on the
coffee the phone rang. I quickly went to answer it trying to avoid waking
up Rob.

"Hello?" It was Mr. Stanton.

"How are you getting on my boy?"

"Real good sir, you?" I hoped all was ok with the house. I was a bit
worried.

"Everything is fine Anthony. But I was wondering. I'm at JFK right now. On
my way to San Francisco for a week. I know a furniture/home designer there.
Her name is Melissa Stewart. I thought you might like to meet her. The
house you bought is considerable sized and you will need the right touches.
What do you think?"

"Are you saying you would like me to meet you in San Francisco?" I was
almost giddy. I love San Francisco. Why not?

"Yes if you have nothing planned. I'm staying at the Hyatt in Union Square.
Shall I make you a reservation?"

"Absolutely. I have nothing planned and I would love to go to San
Francisco. I'll call the airlines now and leave you details at the hotel.
Look forward to seeing you Mr. Stanton."

"Me as well Anthony. See you soon"

As I was hanging up I sensed Rob behind me. "You're going to San
Francisco?" he said behind me.

I turned around and saw that he was still as he was in bed. Naked, bed
hair, bodily fluid dried on his skin and fucking hot as hell. I walked up
to him and put my hands behind his neck.

"Damn you are so fucking sexy" I said and then kissed him.

He accepted the kiss then said, "That doesn't get you out of an answer.
When are you leaving?"

"As soon as I get a flight. Probably be gone a week. Do you mind?" I
slipped him another kiss.

"Well I was hoping to spend the rest of the weekend naked with you. I guess
I can wait till next weekend. Do you have a flight yet?"

"I was just about to do that. Have some coffee while I call the airlines."

Rob went off to the kitchen and I called TWA. I actually got someone right
away. I was able to book a flight that afternoon at 4pm and I arrived at
5:30pm. Rob came back in the living room with his cup of coffee. I asked if
he would take me to the airport this afternoon. He agreed.

"That is still six hours away" he said, "What do you want to do till then?"
He pulled me into a hug and started basically humping my leg.

I pushed back laughing and I said, "For now, pack. Then I'll figure out
something." I kissed him and headed to the bedroom.

When I finished packing I went to find Rob passed out on the couch. A cold
cup of coffee half drank sat on the coffee table beside him. He was just
slung out on the couch in all his glory. One foot on the floor, laying on
his back, with one arm over his head and the other arm reaching down
towards his crotch. I had to admit. He was the perfect specimen. Brawn,
beautiful eyes, great sense of humor and fantastic in the sack. He was more
than a triple threat.

As I slowly made my way towards the couch his scent filled my nostrils.
After moving his stuff to my garage last night and this morning's sex
between the three of us he probably should have taken a shower. But I found
the odor pleasant and inviting.

While I was packing I had put on an old pair of gym shorts but I was
discarding those now as I progressed towards the couch. I knelt down on the
floor beside him and lowered my head to his exposed pit. I took a hardy
smell. Savored it. And then I slowly touched it with my tongue. I brought
my tongue back in for a taste. It was potent and ripe. My senses were
kicking in. Soon I would be all over him. I could tell. I brought my whole
mouth down on it now. Hungrily gnawing at the flavor he was giving off. A
few seconds in and he awoken.

"What you doing baby?" he said. His other arm came up behind my head and
caressed me as I sucked up everything I could under his arm. "Damn I love
waking up this way Tony. Hmmmm baby, why do you got to leave?" I slowly
left his pit and traveled down the side of his body. His long and lean
muscular body than had been perfectly kissed by the sun. I stopped at his
hip bone and nibbled on it tickling him with my mouth. He giggled a bit but
I could tell he was enjoying it. His cock was already hard.

His legs were already spread. The one foot on the floor was an advantage
for me. But I wasn't going for his cock, not yet. I spread his legs more
and lifted the one on the floor. I was going for seed, mine and my father's
seed that had been placed earlier. I wanted to taste his hole. His ripe and
fucked hole. But I wasn't going to fuck him again. It was my turn.

When I got to it there was dried cum on the outside. Some had trickled out
while he slept. I licked around his hole to get all that dried cum. Then I
dove in. I was hungry for it. I stuck my tongue as far as I could in that
steamy hole. "You gonna fuck me again boy? Is that what you're after.
Trying to make your old buddy Rob a big ole bottom? Is that what you want
baby boy?"

As I listened to what he said I tasted more spunk. Didn't know if it was
mine or Joe's but I tasted some good cum. "Fuck no man. It's my turn. The
way your cock fits in my ass make me crazy. I really need it before I
leave." I started to get up. I ran to the bedroom to get the Vaseline. Rob
followed me.

I kneeled on the bed and started to put some jelly on my ass. Just as I got
it there I felt Rob push me down onto the bed. My ass was up in the air and
my face was in the bedsheets. "Damn right I'm taking this ass this time.
You've got the sweetest ass I ever fucked. I just hope you don't get tired
of this old man" and I felt his greased up cock at my hole. "Ready baby?"

"Just do it man. I'm ready. Go for it" And no sooner did I get the words
out did he go for it....all the way. I screamed out, but only for a few
moments. It's what I wanted really. I was on overdrive. First with the
unexpected three way this morning and then tasting Rob the way I was, I was
total bitch.

"Did I hurt you Tony" genuine concern in his voice. But I was having none
of it.

"Don't worry about it, just fuck me man, give me what you got."

It didn't take much more than that. He did. He fucked me raw and wild. I
was moaning into the sheets, drooling like a hound, begging for more. He
grabbed my hips and really started to pound me. I knew it was going to last
a bit longer this time. We had already both cum. Me twice.

And last it did. We were sweating up a storm. I'm sure people walking
outside the house could smell us, much less hear us.

I was getting sore. I wasn't going to tell him to stop though. My fantasies
lately have me getting fucked like this for extended periods of times....so
I'm getting what I want. But it was going to happen eventually. And far too
soon I heard the familiar moans coming from deep inside of him. He was
building up to his orgasm. Although he lasted longer than usual it was
still too soon for me.

And then his fucking became more intense. I thought he was going to rip my
hips off my body the way he was holding them. Slamming into me. And then
the roar. Telling me it was on its way. The delicious cum in my ass. And
just as unexpectedly, after realizing that he was coming, I came, again
without touching myself, all over the sheets. The spasms in my ass from my
orgasm made his that much more intense. I thought he was having a seizure.
And then he collapsed on my back. Both of us falling on our sides. Him
holding on to me around my chest. Breathing heavy, both of us. It was crazy
intense. I almost felt like I was in shock. I suspected so did he.

I then felt the light kisses on the back of my neck. A few swipes of his
tongue as well. It was very surreal and comforting. We laid there like
that, him still inside me, for a few minutes. Slowly he softened and fell
out. But we still laid there.

By this time I had two hours till my flight. I knew we had to get moving.
But I was so relaxed, so comfortable in his sexy arms, I didn't want to go.
But I had to get going. "Let's shower Rob. Let's get moving or I'm going to
stay here for the rest of the day and night"

"Hmmm, what's so wrong with that?" He said in a sleepy sexy voice.

"Come on. Let's get a move on. I'm not going to stand Mr. Stanton up. Up
and into the shower. You can scrub my hole." I made the move to get up but
he didn't let me go. "Rob, get up, come on" Finally he relented. He
begrudgingly followed me into the shower. I fixed the water temp and turned
into the water to wake up my face. I felt him behind me and before I
realized what was happening he was on his knees with my ass spread and his
face in it. He decided to eat the cum he just put in there. It was turning
me on again but I had to focus on getting out of there. Finally he was
satisfied. He stood up and kissed me. Sharing his prize with me.

But I made sure it didn't last long. We got serious about the shower and
started soaping each other down. Within twenty minutes we were clean and
dried picking out cloths to wear. I was putting on some casual cloths for
the plane trip and he just put on some gym shorts, tank and flip flops.
Damn, did he always have to look so hot?

"You gonna call Joe before we leave?" Rob asked. "I don't want to be the
one that tells him you left for a week."

Oh shit. I guess I should. Slipped my mind. "You're right. I'll call him
right now."

I dialed his home number. It rang about four times before a very groggy Joe
picked it up. "Hello" sounding a bit gruff.

"It's Tony. Sorry, sounds like I woke you."

"Don't worry about it. What's up?" sounding a little more alert.

"Mr. Stanton invited me to join him in San Francisco. He wants me to meet a
designer that he knows there, for the house, thought it would be
beneficially. Rob is taking me to the airport very soon. I wanted to let
you know." I felt bad. He wasn't in on any of this and he should have been.

"How long you going to be gone?" He sounded disappointed.

"Just a week. Should be home Friday. I hope that won't put you behind at
work." I knew it wouldn't. I had that office more than squared away.

"No, it will be fine. But I'll miss you. Have a good trip." He was kind of
short.

"Ok, I'll miss you too." And then we said our goodbyes and hung up.

"He seemed a little put off" I said to Rob as I put the phone down.

"He's just going to miss you is all. Don't worry about it. Next weekend we
move in the house and all will be squared away by then." Sounded good but I
still wasn't convinced.

Rob got me to the airport with an hour to spare. I just had a duffle bag so
I told him to just drop me off at the loading zone and I would take it from
there.

The flight to San Francisco took an hour and a half. When I exited the gate
I was surprised to see a driver with a cardboard sign with my name on it.
The driver was probably around Rob's age. Dark haired. Lean and fit. He had
a mustache and dark eyes. But he also had a bit of a pompous air about
him. I walked up to him and said, "I'm Tony DeLaurentis".

He looked at me obviously a bit confused. Must have thought he would be
waiting for an executive or something. Little did he know he was basically
getting a High School Grad on summer vacation. "I'm sorry. I'm confused.
You're Anthony DeLaurentis?" I assured him I was and even took out my I.D.
to verify it with him. He still acted a bit taken aback. Like a joke was
played on him. "Very well sir. The car is at the curb. We should be at the
Hyatt within the half an hour. Mr. Stanton asked that you ring his room at
the time of his arrival so that he knows you made it safely." He then took
my duffle bag and set off to the airport exit. I thought it would be best
to follow even though I wasn't asked. What a pompous prick.

When we arrived at the Hyatt I took my duffle from the driver and dismissed
him. His lack of judgment by a persons appearance, even after someone like
Mr. Stanton gave him the assignment of collecting me at the airport, was
disappointing at best. I'm not a snob by any means but I can see a coat
tail rider from a mile away. From the attitude he gave me at the airport he
made the rash decision that there was nothing to gain by respecting me.

Once I checked in and was shown to my room I called and asked to be
connected to Mr. Stanton's room. I was immediately put through. "Anthony my
boy. Happy to hear you arrived safely. I hope Theodore was there on time to
meet you."

"Was that his name? He didn't introduce himself."

"What do you mean Anthony. I've used him before while here in San
Francisco. He is always quite proper and accommodating."

"It's no big deal Mr. Stanton. I'm sure he wasn't expecting to be picking
up a teenager that was on summer vacation. He seemed a bit surprised."

"Anthony, I am so sorry. I don't know what to say. I will call the agency
and report this unfortunate incident" Mr. Stanton was besides himself. I
understood. Even though I really wasn't all that irate about it from Mr.
Stanton's perspective this guy could not be trusted with valuable clients.

"Don't sweat it sir. I don't want you to report it. Now what about dinner
I'm starved." I said.

"Well how are you set for cloths Anthony. We can do formal or casual. It's
up to you."

"I'm afraid casual. I only brought a duffle bag and I do have a pair of
slacks and a casual shirt. But no jacket or tie. Do you mind?"

"Of course not. I will be in stuffy meeting all week and have to entertain
at stuffy restaurants. The weekend should be casual. I think we could go
down to the pier and have some seafood. How does that sound?"

"Sounds perfect." I liked the idea.

"Well I'll have to arrange a different driver..."

"No, seriously, don't do that. I think we should have the same one. We
could have some fun." I was feeling a bit mischievous all of a sudden.

"Well if you think so my boy. Then we shall do it. 7:30?" Sounded like he
got a bit of a chuckle in his voice. Maybe old stuffy Mr. Stanton was a bit
mischievous himself at times.

"Sounds great"

It was almost 6:30. I had time for a quick nap and a shower. I closed my
eyes for about 20 minutes and felt refreshed. The shower was quick and
refreshing as well. I put on the slacks I had brought and a shirt, socks
and shoes. No undies and it felt so good to be hanging free.

I met Mr. Stanton in the lobby at 7:30 on the dot. He lead me out to the
car and Theodore was at the ready to open the back door of the car for us.
Mr. Stanton got in first and as I entered the car I smirked at Theodore and
gave him a wink. He was not amused.

Theodore got in the driver's side and asked where we going. Mr.
Stanton said, "I think you should ask Mr. DeLaurentis, as we both work for
him."

"I'm sorry I don't understand." Theodore seemed to be really confused.

"Theodore, appearances are never what they seem to be, therefore one's
first impression should not be judged on them." Mr. Stanton looked over at
me with a smile and winked. "Mr. DeLaurentis is my wealthiest client, not
his parents, not his grandparents, but him. And at this very moment he is
the tenth richest person in the San Francisco area. Yes, I checked. Mr.
DeLaurentis was very kind and when he relayed his treatment at the airport
by you to me I was ready to ask for you not to be assigned to me any
longer. But Mr. DeLaurentis being kind of heart did not agree with anything
so drastic. He thought we should still use you for the duration of our
stay. What do you say to that Theodore?"

"I....I...I'm....Well I can only ....well, Mr. DeLaurentis, I assure you.
No disrespect was intended. I only....I only thought...." he really could
not come up with a very valid reason on the fly so I helped him out.

"You only thought I was just some rich person's spoiled brat that you would
get stuck entertaining while Mommy shopped and Daddy was at his meetings. I
get it. It's true that I have always been a rich person's brat but I was
never spoiled. I treat a person as they treat me. So as far as I'm
concerned this incident is over. We'll go to the pier now Teddy." Theodore
was taken back by my use of the abbreviation of his name but thought better
of correcting me.

We got to the Pier and had a great time catching up and eating shell fish
and crab cakes. When we got back to the hotel I told Mr. Stanton that I
thought I might take a cab to a local disco or something. He told me just
to use the car, "Teddy won't mind will you?" I looked over at him and he
said "Of course not sir. Wherever Mr. DeLaurentis wants to go it will be my
pleasure to stick with him throughout the evening."

"That will be fine. Tomorrow I will not be needing a car as I am staying in
my room preparing for the week ahead. So stay out as long as you want.
Teddy has the day off tomorrow." Mr. Stanton was sure liking calling
Theodore Teddy all of a sudden. Might have been using it as his punishment.
I wasn't sure.

But I was sure of one thing, I had a certain feeling about good old Teddy.
We said goodnight to Mr. Stanton and then I turned to Teddy. "Alright
Teddy. Where do we go to have some fun?"

"Well sir. Would we be expecting to meet a young lady by the end of the
evening?" he said.

"I think we both know better than that Teddy. Why don't you bring me
someplace that you like to go." Once again he had that somewhat taken aback
look on his face. Then just simply said. "Very well sir. Should we stop for
drinks first or should we just go for the main event?" His pompous face was
all of a sudden replaced by a mischievous grin.

"I think the main event will do just fine." I said.

"Very well sir. I just have a question then sir, well two actually. First
may I ask, how adventurous are you sir?" He asked, somewhat hesitant.

"Very" was all I said.

"Very well sir. Then might we change our clothing. Jeans and a tee shirt
would do nicely." Teddy had a change of cloths in the truck of the car with
jeans and a tee in them.So it was decided we would run up to my room. I put
on the jeans that I had met Rob in at the Hole. Hadn't had much use for
them since that day. As well as a tee without sleeves. I had brought my
boots and socks as well. My cloths looked painted on and showed off my
bubble butt as well.

"May I say, sir, quite exceptional." Teddy said with a lear in his eye. He
didn't look half bad himself. His 501's were just as tight as mine and his
bulge did make a statement. His choice of shirt was a plaid button up
without sleeves. I was surprised about the size of his arms. His butt
wasn't very impressive but his arms and crotch made up for it.

"Same to you buddy." And we were off. I rode up front with Teddy, whom I
found out went by Ted with his friends.

"I think a couple of six packs are also in order sir. The place we are
going allows us to bring our own since they don't have a liquor license.
Otherwise we would have to worry about age restrictions but not in this
case. Does that sound appealing to you sir?"

"First of all. I will call you Ted instead of Teddy if you stop with this
sir bullshit. Call me Tony. From this point on we are two buds on the night
out. And since we guessed each others secret I think the formalities should
be dropped. agreed?"

"Yes sir, er...I mean Tony" He was embarrassed. I laughed it off.

"Ok, so where are we going Ted."

"Well first we are going to a liquor store to get the brew and then we are
going to 'Boot Camp'. It's sort of a private social club. Bouncer at the
door only to make sure no straights come in or the place doesn't get
raided. It should be pretty busy tonight. But I know the bouncer. My cousin
Nate."

We went to the liquor store and he brought back two six pack cans of
Budweiser. Then we headed to Bryant. He was right, the club was packed. A
line out the door. The sign over the door was a big black boot that had the
word 'camp' underneath it. We went up to the door. There was a stocky stud
there with a tank top on and tight jeans. The jeans were so worn I did know
how the seams were staying together. He had thinning blondish hair and a
goat tee. Devilish eyes. While we were walking up to him I caught  a bubble
but that rivaled mine. He was about 5'8" and thick. Very hot.

"Nate!" Ted shouted a few feet away.

Nate turned around and grinned from ear to ear. "My cousin the slut. What
you doing here? What am I saying? What took you so long to get here?" Nate
laughed.

"Hey, some respect man. This guys my boss. Tony meet Nate"

"Your boss eh? Wish my boss looked like that. Damn man. I thought you only
dealt with the high rollers." Nate inquired.

"Shut it Nate. Long story. Mind if we cut in?" Ted was moving us along.

"Yeah go on in. I'm off in about thirty. I might snag a beer or two of
yours. I'll pick up your cover." Nate smiled. Then looked at me, "See you
inside?"

"Sure" I said smiling back. Something about him.

"Stop trying to hit on my boss Nate! Come one Tony." He grabbed my hand and
brought me in the entrance. Right away there was just a wall that you had
to walk around.

When you got around the wall there was like a front room. To the right was
a bar. Ted explained that they keep our beer for us and give us a token to
identify us. And to the left was a 'coat check'. He said we could leave as
much as our clothing as we wanted there. Then in the middle of the room
there was a pool table. No one was playing pool however. There seemed to be
a crowd watching, not pool, but two guys having sex. Half the crowd was
shirtless and barefoot. Another quarter was fully dressed like us and the
other quarter were pretty naked. It was wild.

"So is there anything you want to check in?" Ted said as he gave the
bartender our beers. We each collected one plus our token. I slipped the
guy a twenty right off the bat so he would remember us.

"I'm not shy" I simply said.

"I'm not either Tony. I usually just check it all in. I was hoping I didn't
have to deviate from my usual plan."

"No deviation necessary. Just tell me what we need to do."  We went to the
coat check and was asked what we were checking in. We first checked in our
wallets and keys so they could be locked up then we were given paper
grocery sacks to put our cloths in. I started undressing as we were getting
checked in. My boots and socks went in the bag first. Then my jeans and my
tee shirt. I think Ted was truly surprised at my willingness to comply to
the program.

Once we were rid of our clothing we grabbed our beer and preceded to the
pool table. We watched for a moment and then Ted thought it might be a good
idea to give me the tour. And if we got separated to meet at the bar every
hour or so just to keep tabs on one another. I thought the plan was good so
far.

We passed the room with the pool table and entered the back of the first
floor. It seemed there was some passage ways and lots of glory holes. We
turned a corner and went upstairs. There was more passage ways and more
glory holes. But towards the back there was some more interesting stuff. In
one room there was a sling. There was a guy in it while another guy was
fucking him. There was a few guys around. Some participating and some not.
Then we continued down the hall. There was something I never thought I
would see. It was the bath tub room. Several bath tubs set up and there
were guys in each one. Each of them taking piss from other guys. One tub
had a guy just bathing in it. He was showering under about ten guys pissing
on him. Another tub had a guy taking it right from the tap. He was drinking
down piss from each guy around the tub.

Every corner I turned I was introduced to a new scene I never even imagined
in my young life. It was all so new. My sensory overload was in full swing.
Ted decided to go off on his own at this point. I was finished with my beer
and decided to go to the bartender for another. Once I collected my beer I
started to walk away from the bar. Just as I was about to pass the pool
table I felt and arm at my waist. I turned around and it was Nate, Ted's
cousin.

"hey" he said. "hey" I said back.

"I was looking for you. Happy I found you, in all your glory." he said with
a smile.

I took him in at that point. He had shed his cloths and had on just a jock
strap. Nothing else. The pouch of his strap looked inviting. His ass was
sticking out of the back straps and was very taunt.

"Softball" he said.

"What?" I inquired.

"You were wondering where my ass came from. In High School it was baseball.
But since then it's been softball. Do you like?" He gave me a flirty smile.

I was intrigued to say the least. He was hot and he was here and he was
almost naked. He took my hand and led me back to the hallway. We found a
cubby hole. "I hope you don't mind but I wanted to get you alone for a
little while." Mind? Was he crazy. I totally was into it.

We found a dark corner. He brought my head down to his. We were making out.
The fucker was sexy. I'll give him that.

He then looked up and said, "I want to fuck you. Problem?"

"None at all man"

"Come with me" he took my hand and led me upstairs. I didn't know what he
had in mind but my cock was totally hard and that was a good sign.

At first I thought we were going to the sling room I had seen earlier. But
no. We went to the bath tub room. The one where the pissing was going on. I
was surprised but interested.

There was a tub free. I was surprised at that too. I thought they would all
be full all night. He led me to it. Out of no where he produced a bottle of
poppers. I sucked them in. I wanted to be a bit high. He led me to the tub
and guided me into it. He then joined me. He bent me over inside the tub
and started to eat my ass. Right there. A group started to form. Obviously
we were more interesting than what was happening at the other two tubs.
They were all coming over.

Then I felt it. The first spray of piss. Some hot muscle dude. Looked
Indian or something. Pissed right on us. Right on my back. I felt it going
down my crack. I felt Nate licking it up. He kept eating me out though. Out
of the corner of my eye I saw someone give him some lube. I don't know what
it was but I know it was some sort of lube.

He lined up his cock and slide it in me. Perfect fit. I was backing up on
it as well. Trying to keep some control. More piss was raining down on us.
God it was hot.

"I knew I would have you like this" he whispered in my ear. I knew he would
to. Well not just like this but sort of.

He fucked me good too. I held onto the side of that bathtub with all my
might. I was getting drilled. Someone held the popper under my nose again.
I took it in. I needed it. Lessoned the pain.

The fucking continued. It was intense. All these people watching. Pissing
on us. Him fucking me.  Finally he came. He fucking seeded my ass. But I
wasn't done. It was too quick. The poppers. The overload. I needed more.
Someone sensed this. Nate climbed out of the tub and someone took his
place. I looked back. Another dude. Muscular. Taller. He was hot. There was
no formalities though. No introductions. Just pure fucking. He entered me
and took me. Without fanfare.

The pissing started again. I was soaked in it. And then this guy came in
me. It was over. More poppers. Another guy. I looked back. It was a black
guy. I saw his cock as he was lubing it up. Never had one that big before.

More poppers. He lined it up. God it stretched my hole. The pain was
perfect. Fuck he was just sliding into me. Didn't ask if I was ok. Just
kept coming. More piss. All over us. Fucking getting more wet. Then he was
done. Another came into the tub. Another white guy. A little rough. Biker
type. Still kinda hot. Didn't chit chat either. Just entered me...Fucked me
raw. Nate was still there watching. He came around to my head now. Started
kissing me again. Making out with me.

Another guy entered the tub. And then another. Nate kept kissing me. My
hole was aching. A good ache. I needed more. Another one came. And then
another. Nate didn't leave my face. My mouth. I was being fucked by a train
of men. A fucking actual train of men. An hour later my hole was raw. Cum
and piss dripping from everywhere. I couldn't stand up anymore...another
one entered me. Nate held me up. And then another. I was moaning into
Nate's mouth. He was holding me up. I was getting fucked. And then another.
I was sore everywhere.

Finally Nate took me out of the tub. He held me up. Guided me towards a
shower. We cleaned off. All the piss and cum. I was fucked up. Exhaustion,
poppers and beer. Not much beer though.

I woke up. Not knowing where I was. I was at Nate's. He was beside me.
Spooning me. What the fuck happened last night? Was that a dream? What
happened to Ted?




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