Author’s note: Frankly, this is like a non-stop gay porno, only words instead of pictures. It’s filthy, virtually continuous gay sex in the woods. Then, at the end, the two guys, exhausted with fucking each other, drive to the closest town and hire the town whore. She turns out to be quite a handful. People tell me readers don’t like their erotica genres mixed. Fuck them.
Blurb: A two-week mountain hike becomes a two-way male lovefest when the weather conspires to trap a couple healthy, handsome and horny guys in a tent. It gets more complicated when two locals, wearing bib overalls and nothing else, wander into camp, leading to a hot, heavy and fast gay four-way. Back in town and showered, the guys yearn for some female companionship to re-establish their hetero cred. Enter Ricki, a part-timer who specializes in welcoming horny hikers back from the wilds. [gay sex, escort, anal sex, M/M/F sex, three-way sex, prostitute, whore, orgy, outdoor sex, male masturbation, mutual masturbation, oral sex, fellatio, squirting, male sex in the woods, tent sex, MMMM four-way sex, motel sex, cornhole, blow job]
I pushed Dave on his back and mounted him. I lubed my hole and lowered myself on his throbbing dick. He reached for my cock, but I pushed him away as I slowly fucked him cowgirl style. Or, I guess, cowboy.
Looking down, I saw Dave’s penis slide in and out of my asshole as I rolled my pelvis and lifted my hips. I shuddered as his cock filled me.
My penis was straining from the internal pressure his cock put on my prostate gland. The sensation? Hard to describe. Sort of like an internal glow, different from the beyond-pleasant sensation from penis stimulation. The glow got stronger and a clear liquid streamed out of my pisshole and down my penis.
A loud thrashing in the trees made me look up.
“Well, look-ee here.” Two men, both wearing bib overalls and carrying shotguns, walked into our clearing. “Party in progress. My kinda fun!”
I pulled off Dave and sat next to him in the dirt. We were both nude with raging erections, two men looking down on us. They were thirtyish, with scruffy beards. Their chests were bare beneath the overalls. Need I say that we were completely helpless?
“Shit, Melvin, you see the asshole on that bubble butt?”
Dave shot me a look.
A huge bulge pushed against the crotch of his overalls. The guy doing the talking pushed the straps off his shoulders, and they fell to his ankles. It was all he had on. His cock, easily ten inches long, sprang out. Hairless, it had a snake tattoo along the shaft, and a small gold piercing in the center of the glans. Too big and heavy to stick up, his penis pointed at the ground, throbbing.
Melvin put a hand to his crotch and rubbed. “Fuck, Ronny, his taint already greased. They was cornholing.”
Two things: I had tried watching Deliverance, but never made it through the male rape scene. But that was nothing compared to what appeared to be unfolding.
Second: If these two locals really were my boyhood sex buddies, this could turn into the fuck frenzy that my rectum had been demanding since Dave had taken me yesterday, and we had molested that tree. I wanted to be penetrated bad. I wanted to be the star of a serial gay gangbang. I looked at Ronny’s big, tattooed prick, and I licked my lips.
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