Trevor's Year

[abiwrestler]

Wow tantiboh that was really hot to read. Of all the chapters so far I'd say that was the closest to what really happened I still can't believe that Travis really liked doing all that! Maybe someone who has done something like it can explain why. But he didn't ask me to do it to him again! haha

hey Matt18 I like your new avater you look handsome!

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

tantiboh,

Oh my God, that was a hot chapter. Holy shit. What more can I say? You have a way with words. I could almost see what was going on. I felt like I was in the shower with them.

abiwrestler,

Well I have never been fisted, but I have been fucked by a very large cock, 12" long and over 3" thick. Like Travis said it does hurt, but the feeling of pleasure is more powerful, stronger. You actually get into the pleasure and forget about the pain very quickly. Once you can 'overlook' the pain and concentrate on the pleasure you are getting from it, it just blows you away, literally.

Kevin

 

[tantiboh]

I couldn't have stopped reading this chapter if I tried with all my will. But now I have read it through and I am . . . Well, my gut is tight. My shoulders ache from tension. My breathing is starting to return to normal. But my cock is still achingly hard. Unwilling to forget what I have just read. It was one of the most compelling pieces of erotic writing I have experienced. It doesn't matter what your kinks. It wasn't about liking it. It was about watching it. Powerful! I'm going to think on this chapter and reserve the right to additional public content. But first I need to finish regaining my composure.

Thanks, HR. I look forward to any additional comments you have to offer.

Great chapter. Some things I havent seen before but it was hot none the less. Please continue.

Thanks, Matt. FWIW, I agree with abiwrestler about your avatar.

Wow tantiboh that was really hot to read.

Thank you, abiwrestler. You deserve credit too, though. The story is yours. I'm just writing it down. Thank you for having the patience and honesty to describe it to me - I know some of this is putting you in a vulnerable position.

tantiboh,

Oh my God, that was a hot chapter. Holy shit. What more can I say? You have a way with words. I could almost see what was going on. I felt like I was in the shower with them.

Thanks, lonewolf. I'm glad you liked it.

abiwrestler,

Well I have never been fisted, but I have been fucked by a very large cock, 12" long and over 3" thick. Like Travis said it does hurt, but the feeling of pleasure is more powerful, stronger. You actually get into the pleasure and forget about the pain very quickly. Once you can 'overlook' the pain and concentrate on the pleasure you are getting from it, it just blows you away, literally.

Kevin

3x12? Whew, I bet that cost that fellow a pretty penny. I've personally never had the guts to take on anything that big, though my boyfriend has. My preference is to leave my innards right where they are.

Still, I have been DP'd before, and I agree. It hurts like hell until your body decides it's going to survive. Then it's great. In fact, after I enter the story, one such occasion is on the agenda.

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

3x12? Whew, I bet that cost that fellow a pretty penny.

Actually it was natural. The guy was only 18 when we were together. And I can almost certainly guarantee his parents didn't pay for any surgery. And I know he couldn't have afforded it on his own.

Kevin

 

[Richie88]

Wow what a great story...I like how you can make us imagine such an awesome and hot scenario...I'll stay tune for more great chapters

 

[tantiboh]

Wow what a great story...I like how you can make us imagine such an awesome and hot scenario...I'll stay tune for more great chapters

Thanks, Richie; welcome. I hope to post a new chapter tomorrow.

When possible, I'll try to make it a regular Friday feature.

 

[tantiboh]

Part 11 - Vista​

Note: This chapter portrays bisexual sex. If you're uninterested, move along to chapter 13.

August

***​

Meeting Melissa two weeks before had changed something in Trevor; he felt drawn to her in a way that he’d never felt drawn to a woman. In the past, girls were for fun. With Melissa, he couldn’t seem to get enough. They had, of course, exchanged contact information; they’d met last Sunday and spent the whole day shut away fucking like rabbits at her place. They had wanted to get together again today; Melissa had suggested the place and encouraged Trevor to bring Travis along; “I love to see you two together,” she had said.

Vedauwoo, pronounced vee-duh-voo, is a popular recreational area halfway between Cheyenne and Laramie and nestled at the edge of Medicine Bow National Forest. Formed tens of millions of years ago by conspiring forces of geological unrest and glacial sculpting, the area is a bewildering collection of granite boulders and wrinkled sedimentary slabs piled high into bewildering and grotesque outcroppings and heaps. Weather-worn, the blasted boulders have lost their sharp angles and cracks have expanded into rough surfaces ideal for rock-climbers the world over. A thriving series of public campgrounds dots the surrounding area, a popular destination for University of Wyoming students to hold their various social upheavals.

Melissa had suggested an overnight camping trip, just the three of them. She knew the perfect spot, remote and secluded enough to provide privacy, yet within spitting distance of the backside of one of the major rock formations. They had gotten together after the cousins had finished work. Night had fallen when they arrived at the campground; the three of them had erected their family-sized tent by the glare of the Jeep’s headlights. Exhausted from the day’s efforts, the men just wanted to sleep. Melissa had politely respected their tired state, and they had all crawled into their sleeping bags.

Trevor eyes creaked open at the sharp sound of the tent’s zipper. He poked his bleary face out of his sleeping bag. The early-morning sun illuminated the tent as it beat against one side; the night chill had begun exchanging itself for the warmth of the day and the fresh morning air that wafted in felt cool against his skin as he watched his cousin’s muscular form ducking from the tent.

Looking over, he saw Melissa watching him, laying on top of her sleeping bag, naked to her bra and panties, head propped up on her arm, smiling coyly. “Good morning,” she purred.

“Morning.” Trevor yawned. “How’d you sleep?”

Her smile broadened. “Terribly. You both snore.”

“Oh,” chuckled Trevor. “Sorry about that. Where’d Travis go?”

“He had to take a piss.”

“Oh.” Trevor felt hot, so he unzipped his sleeping bag and lay on top of it. He’d slept in his boxers; he noted belatedly the rather persistent case of morning wood that tented them a bit into the air. A flash of embarrassment stabbed through him until he decided not to care. He laid back, hands behind his head. “I need to piss too.”

Melissa slid closer to him. “Not yet, baby.” She leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips, one hand resting gently on his erection. “Let me have my way with you first.”

He smiled in response. “Mmm. What do you want with me?”

She grinned, reaching over her head. “First…” She had a roll of breath savers. She put two into her mouth then leaned into him and kissed him deeply. They swapped the candies between them, exchanging the minty flavor tenderly. Their lips still locked, Melissa bit one of them and the flavor exploded between them as the pieces dissolved and flowed back and forth.

The kiss broke as Travis crawled into the tent, grinning. “Don’t stop because of me.” He’d thrown on a pair of jeans for the trip outside; he hadn’t bothered with a shirt. His five-o’clock shadow colored his face, adding a rough masculine hue.

“Oh, we’re not,” said Melissa. “In fact, Trevor, why don’t you and Travis do what we just did?” She handed him the roll of breath savers. Grinning, Trevor rose to his knees and grabbed his cousin’s wrist, pulling him down against his body. Travis smiled as Trevor slipped a pair of mints into his fingers and placed them onto Travis’ tongue. Their lips locked and they made out, wrapping their arms around each other, using their hands to pull the other in.

Their tongues played with the candies, pushing them back and forth as their kissing intensified. Trevor rolled Travis onto his back and laid his body fully on top; he ground his hips into the denim over his cousin’s waist, feeling that pleasant tinge of pain as the shaft of his cock pressed into his full bladder. The men kissed for long minutes, their hands brushing each other sensually, Melissa forgotten but rapt, until the candies had fully dissolved.

Finally, the men disengaged, Trevor rolling off his cousin’s body. “God I love watching you two,” breathed Melissa. “Such fucking studs.” She rose to her knees. "But not here. Get your clothes on."

***

The trio had dressed and Melissa had led them up a short climb amongst the great, hulking boulders. Patches of grass and stunted trees fought to maintain their hold in the cracks and crevices around them; the well-worn path alternated between segments of steep sandy earth and stretches where they clambered up the rocks like some demented giant's staircase. Trevor still had to piss; Melissa remained adamant that he was to hold it. As a result, his morning wood hadn't gone away, his erection rubbing against the denim of his jeans as he toiled up the slope. He liked it, in a masochistic sort of way, and he found himself trying to thrust his hips against his pants as he walked.

Melissa had filled a sizable backpack with various things and handed it to him to carry; he'd peeked inside and seen water bottles, a thick blanket, and a few other odds and ends. They'd been ascending for about ten minutes when they came to a sort of landing. A great, flat boulder surrounded on three sides by towering stone stuck out like a tongue over the terrain beneath. It faced roughly southeast; the sun shone full against them, driving away the last vestiges of night cool. They gazed out, saw the Interstate winding away off to their right in the distance; various fences and electrical poles and the odd dirt road marked the landscape. Otherwise, pristine Wyoming wilderness, stark and arid and stunning, stretched as far as the eye could see.

"What a great place," mused Trevor, "Why don't more people live around here?"

"Oh, we get Californians moving to Wyoming all the time." Travis smiled. "They buy their little isolated ranchette, manage to survive the winter, and move out the next spring. There's a good reason Buffalo Bill damn near starved to death trying to get across the state."

The three gazed over the landscape, lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Trevor turned to Melissa, hooking his arm around her waist. "So, why are we up here?"

She giggled and put her hand on his chest and looked straight into his eye. "I came up to enjoy the scenery." She leaned in and locked her lips with his, pressing into him.

Finally, the kiss broke. "Take your clothes off." She looked over at Travis. "Both of you." The cousins grinned at each other, tugging their shirts over their heads. Melissa opened up the backpack and pulled out the blanket, spreading it over the cool stone and kneeling on it. “Come here.” The men obeyed, their hard cocks both poking in her face. Trevor knew that his cock head would be funky, not having been cleaned since his shower the night before. Melissa didn’t care. She retrieved another mint from her pocket and attacked him; the nerve endings of his head tingled as the candy’s essential oils played over the sensitive tissue. He sighed in satisfaction and closed his eyes.

After a few moments, Melissa’s mouth abandoned him and she moved over to Travis’ member. Curious, he thought. Normally, he would have expected to feel jealous that his girl was messing with another guy. Not so; indeed, he grew more excited as he watched his cousin’s cock disappear into Melissa’s mouth. He enjoyed sharing her. He’d never shared a girl with another guy before. He watched Travis’ reactions in fascination as she did the same thing to him that she’d done to Trevor only moments before. He could identify, could empathize, and could almost experience the pleasure vicariously.

Travis leaned in and latched onto his mouth, cutting short his reflection. The men kissed again as Melissa moved between their cocks; they took turns tugging and sucking on the other’s lips and tongue.

“Travis, help me out here,” Melissa said, interrupting them. “My mouth’s getting tired.” Travis gave Trevor a wolfish little grin then kneeled in front of him. He engulfed Trevor’s cock.

The two men had grown intimately familiar with each other and Travis knew how to do it just right. Trevor moaned as he felt his cousin’s mouth on his cock. He moaned again as Melissa slid her hand up his thigh and over to his belly, pressing in on his full bladder with one hand as her mouth took over the task.

Minutes passed as the two served Trevor. They competed for him, trading back and forth; perhaps one licked at his balls or groped his legs while the other worked; perhaps they licked his cock together, their tongues fighting for real estate as their slobber trickled down his scrotum and fell to the blanket in sticky drops.

At length, Trevor stepped back and lay down, the bright sunlight bathing his body. “Come here, babe.”He pulled Melissa over him and manhandled her into a sixty-nine. She giggled and pulled her hair back as her tongue tickled the bottom of his shaft. “Travis, come share this shit with me,” Trevor demanded as he buried his face into Melissa. Travis complied, laying on his stomach and diving in. Melissa squealed as both men’s tongues buried into her, fighting for space. Soon, they tongue-fucked the other’s mouth as much as they tongue-fucked her; they mixed making out with eating out. They grinned like boys as their saliva ran down Trevor’s cheeks.

Travis moved to his knees and slid his cock into the mix; he wedged the head gently between Melissa’s labia, letting Trevor lick them both together. "Oh, yeah," he sighed as he pushed forward and slowly pulled back, his cock wedging alternately into Melissa’s folds and between Trevor’s lips in a sloppy mess.

Suddenly, Trevor felt Melissa’s fingers against his cheek and nose as she held Travis's erection in place. Slowly, slowly, she backed up over him; from an inch away, Trevor watched the shaft of his cousin’s cock disappear slowly into his girl’s body. “Yeah, stick it in,” he muttered as Melissa moaned.

The pair fucked. Trevor heard the fleshy sliding, the wet interface of the two sets of genitals. He watched in rapt attention as her tissue clung to Travis a little and the veins on his shaft shifted and filled after each withdrawal; he grinned as his cousin’s scrotum brushed against his forehead. The pair fucked faster now. Trevor reached up with his arms and pulled at Travis’s ass with each thrust, encouraging him to thrust harder. "Fuck that shit," he rooted. With each stroke, Travis’ balls swung forward across Trevor’s face then slapped his chin as they swung back.

Finally, Trevor slid out from under the pair and rose to his knees. Travis looked at him, his body flexed and clenching with each stroke. “You like watching me fuck your girl?”

“I love it. Fuck that pussy.” Trevor stood and stepped close to his cousin, offering his cock. Travis engulfed it, his head bobbing at it as his body thrust. "Oh, yeah, that's it. Suck and fuck."

"I want to watch," said Melissa; she pulled away and lay on her back, rubbing her clitoris and moaning as Travis pushed back into her and reestablished the rhythm. "Suck that cock, boy. Show me how it's done."

Travis pulled off just long enough to say, "Fuck my face." He dove back onto Trevor's cock as Trevor gripped the back of his head with both hands and rammed his cock into it.

"Oh, yeah, skull fuck that stud," Melissa cheered. "Make that boy choke on your cock."

Trevor grinned. She was so fucking dirty. He loved it. He pushed his cock in to the hilt, feeling his cousin's throat spasm around it. He held it there, watching Travis' face turn red; he pulled back, thrust shallowly a few times as Travis' breath roared through his nostrils then shoved back in, pressing Travis's nose into his full bladder with an electric stab. Five or six times he repeated this cycle, Melissa encouraging them all the while; Travis gasped for breath, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Suddenly, Travis broke away and pulled out, leaning back on his arms. "Fuck," he muttered as his cock spasmed two or three times, bouncing in the air before him as a little squirt of semen fell from the tip. "That was close." He grinned at them. "You were choking me so much that I almost fucking came."

Melissa laughed and knelt in front of him, giving him a quick kiss. "That was hot." She looked at Trevor. "What're you standing there for? I'm waiting for you!"

Trevor grinned rakishly and stepped over, kneeling behind her. Reaching down, he wedged his cock into her then thrust hard, burying it. "Fuck yeah," he sighed as she moaned. He pounded her steadily, his bladder stinging with each stroke as his belly struck her ass; it felt amazing. He watched as Melissa's head dropped and she latched onto his cousin's cock. The men smiled at each other as she wobbled between them. They clasped their right hands together, using each other as leverage to pound into Melissa, their powerful torsos sweating and flexing in the morning sun.

Trevor heard a sound off to the side; he glanced over just in time to see three guys. They'd been descending the trail that the cousins and Melissa had just climbed and had stepped around a bend onto the stone landing. They stopped short. "Oh, shit," muttered the first.

Melissa turned her head toward them. "Hey, fellas!" she said brightly, completely unabashed.

"Sorry," the first one stammered. "We didn't know you were, um... We'll just keep going."

"What's your hurry?" Melissa asked. "Don't you like to watch?"

The three guys looked at each other, surprised, not sure what to say. "Uh..."

"Serious, if you want to watch, go for it. We wouldn't be out here if we cared about people catching us, right?"

They stared. "Are you sure?" one asked.

"Absolutely!" Melissa turned her head and latched back onto Travis; the cousins returned to their rhythm. Trevor kept an eye on the spectators. He'd never actually fucked for an audience before; it thrilled him a little. He grabbed Travis' hand again and they resumed powering into both ends of his girl. After a few moments, one of them muttered, "She is pretty hot, isn't she?"

The others grinned in response. "Yeah, I'd hit that." They sidled closer, moving up nearer to the blanket, setting their backpacks onto the stone. Three college guys, all athletic and clean cut, though otherwise not particularly remarkable in appearance. They wore loose-fitting clothes; everything about them suggested nothing more than a bunch of buddies enjoying a hike on their day off from summer work. Trevor smiled to himself. They weren't expecting this!

He heard one of them remark, "Damn, these guys are pretty cut up..."

The closest of the three looked at him, smiling. "I wouldn't know, I was watching the chick."

The tall one chimed in, "Got a thing for the boys, huh?"

The third turned deep red, embarrassed. "Fuck that, I was just sayin'."

The cousins looked at each other and smiled, pounding harder, showing off their stamina and physiques.

Trevor still had to piss. His bladder complained constantly, shouting at him with every stroke. That peculiar pleasure-pain enhanced his excitement; within seconds, he felt the spark of orgasm kindle in him.

Travis watched his face; he knew the look Trevor gave when he was ready. "Hey," he got his cousin's attention. "Come here." Trevor knew that hungry look on Travis' face and knew exactly what he wanted. He pulled out, quickly stepped forward, and let Travis latch onto his cock with his mouth and his rough, powerful hands.

"Oh, fuck," muttered one of the spectators. Trevor made it just in time; he moaned as he ejaculated into Travis' mouth; he clasped his hands behind his head as his body pulsated, muscles defined and bulging as the waves of pleasure rolled through him and his hips thrust. The orgasm burned intensely, multiplied by his distressed bladder, and he felt his breath leave him for moments as the pleasure peaked.

Travis grunted, turned on by the taste of semen and by Trevor's delight. He groaned, his face clenching as he sucked at Travis' drained cock. A throaty yell rumbled from his body, muffled by Trevor's cock as he ejaculated into Melissa's mouth. Her moan mixed with his as she collected his semen. "What, is this guy a homo...?" mumbled one of the spectators.

The trio ignored them; Travis' orgasm subsided and he pulled his head back. "Come here," he said to both of them, his voice slurred with a mouthful of liquid as he pulled Trevor down to his knees and guided Melissa up. The three dove into each other, passionate pants and semen, hot breath and sticky saliva exchanged freely between them, swallowing, smearing, smacking, and licking.

Finally satisfied, the three broke apart, chins and cheeks sticky and wet. They looked over at their audience.

"Did you like it?" asked Melissa.

"It was... different," replied the closest. Trevor noted as the other two tried to surreptitiously adjust the erections in their pants.

"I'll make you a deal," Melissa said, standing. She moved toward them. "When you get to the bottom, you'll see a big green tent a little ways off to the left. That's us." She stepped up to the closest, putting her hand on his chest. "If you guys will bring a box of condoms, we can all play together. Come around noon."

The first guy simply met her gaze and smiled. "We'll see you there." The tall one gulped. The third shifted uncomfortably.

"Good." She turned away and bent over ostensibly to pick up her backpack, clearly giving them a view of everything they wanted to see. She paused and turned her head, looking at them as she held the pose. "See you guys later." She stood, lifting the backpack.

The visitors shuffled clumsily away, disappearing over the edge as they continued their way down the trail. The three laughed as she pulled out some bottles of water and handed it to them. "You're such a tease," said Trevor, taking a swig.

"You liked that, huh?"

"Are you really going to let all those guys fuck you?"

"Sure," she shrugged then grinned. "If they do what I want first."

Trevor missed her meaning; he was a tad distracted. "I have so fucking got to pee..." He turned toward a bush nestled near the edge of the precipice.

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

Holy shit that was hot. To bad the three didn't join in right then and there. That would have raised it to boiling really quick. Hopefully they show at noon!

Kevin

 

[tantiboh]

see tantiboh thats what I mean when I said you take the little details and make thems ound really hot. I told you she wouldn't let me pee and then you talked about how it made the sex so intense and now that i think about it thats exactly right

Anyway thanks tantiboh that was another great story. It was a lot of fun to see those guys faces when Travis ate my cum!! you made me remember and it made me laugh

Just so you all know though the view wasn't like that we were actually surrounded by some bolders so he made that part up, though I like his version better.

 

[tantiboh]

Not my thing I guess but I enjoyed parts of it. Thanks tantiboh.

Thanks, Matt.

Holy shit that was hot. To bad the three didn't join in right then and there. That would have raised it to boiling really quick. Hopefully they show at noon!

Kevin

Thanks, Kevin. You don't want me to spoil the surprise though, do you?

see tantiboh thats what I mean when I said you take the little details and make thems ound really hot. I told you she wouldn't let me pee and then you talked about how it made the sex so intense and now that i think about it thats exactly right

Anyway thanks tantiboh that was another great story. It was a lot of fun to see those guys faces when Travis ate my cum!! you made me remember and it made me laugh

Just so you all know though the view wasn't like that we were actually surrounded by some bolders so he made that part up, though I like his version better.

Hey, abiwrestler, be sure to log out of my account if you use my comp to post.

I'm glad you liked it! Thanks for your help.

 

[xrph1670]

Nice chapter. Like KK-Lonewolf, I'm hoping they show. Thankfully, I have a feeling they will. I have a few things I'd have made them do. I hope Melissa thinks like me.

 

[hardreader]

Another great chapter, Tantiboh! The scene was beautiful and beautifully set. I liked the way the guys go between reacting toward Melissa and each other. Where should they focus? What do they want most? The sex was smoking hot. And the twist at the end leaves us all waiting for more entanglements to cum! Thanks, again!

 

[tantiboh]

Nice chapter. Like KK-Lonewolf, I'm hoping they show. Thankfully, I have a feeling they will. I have a few things I'd have made them do. I hope Melissa thinks like me.

Another great chapter, Tantiboh! The scene was beautiful and beautifully set. I liked the way the guys go between reacting toward Melissa and each other. Where should they focus? What do they want most? The sex was smoking hot. And the twist at the end leaves us all waiting for more entanglements to cum! Thanks, again!

Thanks to both of you!

 

[tantiboh]

Part 12 – Vixen​

Note: This chapter portrays bisexual sex. If you're uninterested, move along to chapter 13.

August

***​

"I don't think they're coming," Travis said, popping the last bit of the sandwich into his mouth. They were already late; it was almost one o'clock.

"They'll come," Melissa said confidently.

"You don't think it freaked them out when I came into his mouth?" Trevor asked, grinning.

"Maybe, but it also made them horny. They'll come." She smiled. "You should have seen their faces, though."

"I know."

The three chatted idly for a few minutes; presently, a noise off to the side drew their gaze and they looked over to see the three men approaching along a dirt path through the trees. "Hey, guys," Melissa said as they reached the edge of the site. "What took so long?"

"We had to go all the way to Laramie to find rubbers. Then this guy" - the tall one pointed at the one with the buzzed hair - "argued about coming back." 'Buzz' blushed. 'Stretch' handed Melissa a drugstore bag. "Ribbed - for her pleasure," he beamed, proud of himself.

Melissa grinned, amused. "That's great." She put the bag behind her. "So you guys came to have fun. I've got five guys to take care of." She glanced at Travis. "How am I going to do that by myself?"

Travis smiled. "You might need help."

Stretch shook his head. "If you two are queer, we're not into that."

"Settle down, Sparky," said Melissa. "We're all friends here. If they were queer, why were they fucking me this morning?" She stood and stepped up to him, running a finger across his lips and down his chin. "Do you want to leave?"

Stretch gulped. "No."

"Good." She went back to the table. Trevor shook his head. This girl was a vixen - she already had these guys wrapped around her finger. He looked over at them. They were normal-looking college guys, all moderately athletic or better. Buzz was a short fellow, thick in structure with powerful-looking features and a healthy-looking amount of body fat. His cropped hair accentuated a boyish face and shapely ears. Stretch stood tall and lanky, though he possessed well-defined, lean musculature, like a runner, with vascular arms and classically handsome features and an easy smile above a short goatee. Well above six feet, he towered over everybody else. The third, clearly the most athletic, wore a tight shirt that accentuated his well-sculpted pectorals and flat stomach. Spiky blond hair and well-proportioned eyeglasses framed an attractive face. The jock seemed quiet by nature, but more the silence of confidence than of shyness. Their eyes met and Trevor perceived intelligence there; they both sized each other up and nodded their respects. "She's your girlfriend, isn't she?" he asked, softly enough that the others didn't really notice that he was talking.

Trevor's eyebrow shot up. How'd he figure that out? He nodded.

Melissa drew their attention. "So, one of you guys is going to have to figure out how to get this party started." She leaned back on the table invitingly.

Stretch and Buzz just glanced as one another, grinning dumbly. The jock stepped close to her. He stopped and looked over at Trevor, waiting. Trevor realized he was asking for permission. He nodded.

The jock leaned in and kissed Melissa expertly as the other four looked on. He moved to her neck, his hands slowly exploring her nape and arms and body. Melissa's eyes closed and her mouth opened in a sigh as the jock's hand cupped her breast.

Authoritatively now, he pulled her to her feet. Reaching down, he unzipped her pants. He turned her around and crouched low, pulling her jeans to her calves. He reached up and pushed her over against the table. Trevor watched as he teased her and tickled her and began performing oral sex on her to the sound of her encouragement. Trevor's erection grew in his jeans. He couldn't tell what he was turned on more by - his girlfriend's gorgeous ass presented for the world to see, or the confident, intelligent, masculine face that pressed against it. The fact surprised him - he was attracted to the jock. Other than Travis, he'd never felt this attraction to another man. With Travis, it was easily explained - he and Travis had fucked many times; it made sense that he felt sexually drawn. He'd never seen this guy before today, and yet here he was, confused again, pushed unexpectedly out of his comfort zone, experiencing emotions he couldn't explain. It angered him.

Melissa had stood and pulled off the rest of her clothing as well as the jock's shirt. They made out, arms wrapped around each other. Buzz rubbed his crotch absently. Trevor studied the jock's body, almost as well-formed and muscular as Travis', with a powerful back and corded shoulders. The man didn't seem to have the genetic factors necessary for a well-defined six-pack, but his lean stomach rippled with power regardless as his body pressed against Melissa's.

Melissa slid to her knees, unzipping the jock's jeans. She pulled them to his thighs and revealed a round, toned ass and an erect circumcised penis. The erection stood just a little larger than average in size, well-formed and ramrod-straight. Trevor lifted his eyebrows in surprise at the beauty he found in it as his girlfriend slid her lips over the shaft.

So fucking confusing, he thought to himself. But he couldn't pull his eyes away.

Buzz and Stretch had stepped forward at Melissa's invitation, their pants open and their cocks out. Melissa alternated between the three as the cousins watched. Buzz seemed a little self-conscious about his smaller than average penis, having pulled it out almost reluctantly as Melissa waited. If she cared, she didn't show any sign of it as she slid all the way to the base. "I love your cock," she said to him, smiling. He smiled back, relaxing.

Stretch had the opposite problem; his erection stood proportionally to his lanky frame and Melissa could only manage to fit half its length into her mouth. She attacked it with aplomb, smacking and slurping.

Trevor's eyes kept crawling back to the jock, though; the quartet were turned such that the jock's body almost faced him and Trevor had a perfect view of the man's features. Without warning, their eyes locked again; they connected, knowing the other's thoughts. I'm sorry, I can't help it, Trevor's expression said.

It's alright, the jock's eyes replied. I'm not threatened. The connection broke as the jock looked back down at Melissa, who had wedged her chin between his legs as she tackled his balls.

Melissa went around the trio a couple more times before she stood. "No more free lunch," she announced, stepping away. "If you guys want any more, you'll have to do what I want."

"Anything for you babe. What do you want?" asked Stretch.

Melissa smiled dazzlingly. "Anything for me? You promise?"

Stretch smiled back. "Yeah, baby. Anything."

"Tell me something, do you like watching two hot girls with each other?"

"Yeah, I like it."

"I'm like that. I'm kind of a funny girl that way," Melissa said. "Travis, come on over here."

Travis grinned broadly. He had a pretty good idea what was coming. "What I really want," Melissa said, "is to see my friend here suck your dicks."

Stretch and Buzz gawked. The jock raised an eyebrow. "You're fucking serious?" exclaimed Stretch. Travis had already knelt in front of the three men.

"I'm serious. Put your dick in his mouth."

"I don't know. I can't do this shit..."

"A mouth's a mouth, right?" asked Melissa. "Either you all do what I say, or you all pack up and get the fuck out of here."

Buzz nudged his friend. "Come on, man. Don't ruin this for us."

Stretch's nose crinkled as Travis slid closer. He stepped forward, grimacing as his penis made contact with Travis' lips. "Shit," he muttered as Travis enveloped him, pouring all of his significant skill and experience into the task.

Stretch's expression morphed from disgust to tolerance as the dull pleasure rolled through him. "That's it," encouraged Melissa as she reclined on the table, her hand at work between her legs. "It's just a blowjob. How does it feel?"

"I'm not sure," Stretch muttered. "I've never done this shit before."

Buzz and the jock laughed at his discomfiture. "Well, if you don't like it," said Buzz, "I'm open." Travis slid over, enveloping Buzz's cock. Buzz seemed suspiciously comfortable with the situation as his hips thrust gently. He tipped his head back and moaned.

"You like that shit?" asked Stretch.

"It's like she said, a mouth's a mouth, right?" Buzz looked over at his friend, grinning. "And this mouth's pretty nice."

"Fuck that..." mumbled the taller man.

Travis pulled back and turned his attention to the jock. Trevor watched the man carefully as he looked down on Travis, no apparent emotion registering on his face, not even when he placed his hand on the back of Travis' head and started thrusting into his mouth - he seemed detached, clinical, as if evaluating a new flavor of ice cream. "He's pretty good at that, isn't he?" asked Buzz.

The jock smiled at his friend. "He's better than your sister." Buzz punched him in the arm.

After a few minutes, during which Melissa had suggested to the obedient crowd that they remove their remaining clothes, Travis looked up at his cousin. "Come on over here," he invited. Trevor complied; he stood next to the jock. He sighed as he felt his cousin's familiar lips on his swollen member. He noted absently as Melissa knelt beside Travis and started in again on Stretch, managing to fit a surprising portion of his sizable cock down her throat as he grunted his approval.

Trevor's eyes slid to the jock standing next to him, noting his powerful body, his shapely erection, even the way his chest lifted and fell as he breathed. Their eyes locked; he realized that the jock had been watching Trevor watch him. "Do you want to touch me?" he asked softly.

Trevor nodded and his hand tentatively found its way to the jock's lean pectorals, squeezing the flesh, pressing and sliding, his eyes fascinated and locked on the smooth body. He felt the jock's arm wrap around his shoulder and pull him close, their ribs coming together. His hand found its way to the other man's abdominals, exploring the taut muscles. The jock's hand found his free wrist; his head swam a little as the man guided his hand to the jock's hard cock, letting him stroke it slowly, letting him feel its hardness.

Trevor's breath caught in his throat as their eyes met again. Do you want to kiss me? they asked him, calm and inviting. He leaned in a little, then more as the jock responded and their lips came together, gently. The jock explored the sensation, his curious and interested lips new to another man's, his mannerisms that of a one intent on a new experiment.

"Fuck that," they heard Stretch say. They broke and looked over at him. "What the fuck is this?" he asked angrily. "We came over here to fuck this bitch. Now we've got this dude sucking cock and you two are kissing? We didn't come here for a goddamned faggot fest!"

Melissa stood, incensed. Her petite frame barely reached his chest. Somehow she seemed, if not to tower over him, certainly to tower up to him. "Listen here, you bastard," she seethed. He cringed, suddenly cowed. "I'm sitting here getting a sore jaw sucking your freak cock. The least you can do is show a little respect for my friends."

Stretch tried to rally. "I didn't come here to be part of your little fruit salad."

"You came here because I invited you to. You came to play my game. If you don't like the motherfucking rules," she pointed up at the heaps of boulders towering above the campsite, "you can take a fucking flying leap off those rocks and you can take your pals with you!"

"Come on, man," Buzz pleaded. "You're fucking this up for all of us."

"I like your girlfriend," muttered the jock into Trevor's ear. "Can I fuck her?"

Trevor snorted. "You'll have to ask her."

Melissa whirled. "Ask me what?"

The jock disengaged from Trevor and stepped toward her. "My dear," he said, taking her hand with a sweeping gesture and bringing it chivalrously to his lips. Melissa smiled at his antics despite herself, her anger defused. "I love your game. Perhaps you would inform us to what the rules are so that my sensitive friend here," he glanced at Stretch, "doesn't meet with any more surprises. He doesn't like surprises."

Stretch muttered something incoherent. Melissa pulled her hand from the jock. "Fair enough." She stepped back and looked at them all. "You each came here to fuck me. I'll let you if you do two things first. Like I said, I love watching men with men. To put your dick in me, you'll have to let me watch you suck a dick and fuck a guy."

"Oh, fuck that," grumbled Stretch. "I ain't sucking anybody's dick."

Melissa stepped over and grabbed his balls. It was sudden, it was rude, and Stretch's helpless yelp as she did it was hilarious to the other men. "Come here, jackass," she commanded as she dragged him across the campsite. All he could do was kind of yelp and whimper and tiptoe after her as best he could. "On the table. On your back." She released as he obeyed, his big cock leaning lazily in the air. "Travis, straddle this gentleman's face."

"Oh, fuck no..." His breath caught as she grabbed his balls again and gave them a good tug. He lay back whimpering in surrender as Travis positioned his knees on either side of the taller man's head.

"Now, I've got a great view here," Melissa said, nestling between his legs. "My mouth is two inches away from your dick." She blew softly to make her point. "You have a choice. You can either get up now and take your friends with you, or you can show me how you want your dick sucked. I'll do to you exactly what you do to my friend."

"Shit..." muttered Stretch. His hand reached tentatively for Travis' erection; he held it in two fingers like a dirty rag, bending it down. Melissa gripped Stretch's shaft, watching carefully. He touched Travis' cock head to his lips; she pressed her lips against his. Making a face, he put his lips around the head; Melissa did the same. He gagged and coughed; she mocked his gagging and coughing as the other men laughed.

"You can do it," Melissa encouraged him. "That's it." Stretch accepted a mouthful, and Melissa rewarded him with a hearty slurp.

The tall man tipped his head back and forth clumsily, letting Travis' cock slide in and out. Melissa bobbed on his large erection. Within moments, Stretch evidently began to enjoy himself her skills; he accepted Travis' trusts into his mouth, despite the occasional gag. Melissa guided his hand to her head and let him push her down onto him. Trevor watched, fascinated as the homophobe accepted his fate, even embraced it.

After a few minutes, Buzz stepped over. "I may as well get my cocksucking time in," he declared. He took Melissa's place and went after the huge dick, a little too skilled. He attacked it with relish; he clearly enjoyed it, and that this was not his first time.

Suddenly realizing that Melissa's absence meant his probation was over, Stretch pushed Travis away and looked down at his friend. "Oh, fuck, that's good..." he breathed.

"I think he's done this before," mused the jock.

"Is that true?" Stretch demanded, suddenly repelled, as if it were alright to get a blowjob from a straight guy but a gay guy was just a bridge too far.

Buzz flustered, turning beet red, realizing he'd tipped his hand. "I... I was just watching... I thought..." he stammered.

"Oh shit," cried Stretch. "You're a faggot?" He scrambled to his feet, pulling away as if fleeing some dead thing. The cousins and Melissa glanced at each other questioningly, watching the drama unfold.

Buzz's face collapsed in panic. "I can't believe I let a fag suck my dick!" Stretch gestured wildly. "I'm going to fucking tell everybody!"

The jock pounced like a tiger in front of her cub. He grabbed Stretch by the shoulders and manhandled him ten feet to shove him roughly against a large tree trunk. Stretch yelped as the stump of a branch dug into his shoulder. The jock held his forearm against the taller man's throat, shock and dismay registering in Stretch's expression. "Let me make one thing clear," the jock growled through clenched teeth. "If I ever hear from anybody that he's gay, and if I go ask him and he says he didn't tell them, I'm going to track you down and tear you limb from limb. You understand, bucko?"

"Yeah, man. I get it." Stretch averted his eyes, thoroughly cowed. "Let me go."

"I don't think you do get it. He's been nothing but a friend to you for months. He was yesterday, and he will be tomorrow. He's done nothing - NOTHING - to deserve the shit you're giving him." Buzz struggled to maintain his composure. "Tell him you're sorry."

"Sorry, man..."

"MEAN IT!"

Stretch looked the jock in the eye, acknowledging defeat. "Let me go and I will."

The stronger man relented, stepping back. Stretch stepped over to Buzz. "I'm sorry. You're a good guy, you're a good friend. I panicked and I went into asshole mode. I'm sorry." He offered his hand. Buzz took it and the two embraced briefly; it was purely plutonic, though as both were nude it was vaguely amusing.

The jock had stood next to Trevor. "Think he's telling the truth?"

"I doubt it. I'll worry about it later," the jock replied, his jaw setting.

There was an awkward moment as everybody sort of looked at each other, wondering what to do next. Buzz had finally begun calming down. Melissa broke the silence. "Well, this is a fun game. Shall we continue?" Stretch looked at her as if she had three eyes.

"Sounds great to me," offered Travis, reaching for the box of condoms. He handed one to Trevor. "And I," he declared, grinning, "have got a hole that needs filling."

"Oh, gawd," Melissa groaned. Trevor laughed, opening the wrapper. "You guys pay close attention. Baby," she grabbed the condom from Trevor's hand and started unrolling it over his cock. "Show these fellas how it's done, m'kay?" She gave him a peck on the lips then patted his ass as he turned toward his cousin.

Travis had leaned against the picnic table, presenting himself conveniently. Trevor dribbled a liberal glob of saliva into his crack and smeared it with his cock, wedging himself into his cousin with the ease of familiarity as Travis grunted.

This was the first time he'd ever fucked his cousin with a condom, Trevor realized. It felt different. Travis he reacted enthusiastically to the new sensations of the textured condom. Within moments, Trevor had gripped his waist and established a steady rhythm, powering his cock into his cousin's ass as the others watched. The three men sidled closer, watching the action intently, though Stretch pretended disinterest.

Trevor noted that the jock had opened a condom and applied it; he stroked himself slowly, maintaining his hard erection. Suddenly, Trevor felt the man's body pressing up against him, felt the jock's hands on his shoulders and the shaft of his cock wedging between his ass cheeks as the jock humped him slowly.

"Oooh," breathed Melissa, her hand finding herself as she watched the spectacle.

Finally, the jock leaned in and whispered in Trevor's ear. "My turn. Let me suck your dick while I fuck him."

Trevor grinned, pulling gently out of Travis. He removed the condom and clambered onto the table as the jock took his place and pressed his cock home confidently while Travis moaned, quickly establishing a gentle pace. The jock turned his attention to Trevor, grabbing his cock, stroking it slowly, studying it. He milked it, forcing a drop of precum to bead on the tip. His face a mask of curiosity, he leaned forward and licked at the jewel, a strand stretching to his tongue and breaking as he pulled away. He leaned forward again and took the head into his mouth, sucking gently. Clearly new to the task, nevertheless unabashed, unafraid of new things, within moments, he'd incorporated a rhythm to match his thrusts into Travis. Trevor winced as the jock’s teeth nicked him; the jock heard his intake of breath and adjusted.

"Damn..." breathed Stretch, big cock hard in his hand.

After a couple of minutes, the jock turned toward Melissa. The experiment was over; he'd been there and tried it, and he was satisfied. "Is that enough for you?"

"You ready to fuck me?"

"Whenever you are."

Melissa moved to the other end of the picnic table. "Put on a fresh condom."

"Next!" called Travis as the jock's cock slithered from his body.

"Let's get this over with," muttered Stretch as he tore open another wrapper.

Buzz and Trevor had moved closer and stood next to each other. "Are you really gay then?" asked Trevor softly.

Buzz nodded. "I always have been. I've never even had sex with a woman. Never more than a blowjob."

"Wow, how'd you keep that a secret?"

"Why do you think I didn't want to come back? It's pretty clear I blew it today." He looked at Trevor, trepidation in his eyes. "If my parents ever found out..." The pair watched as the jock began making love to Melissa and Stretch slid his big cock into Travis and fucked him clumsily.

Travis moaned in obvious delight at the invasion. Trevor's eyes remained tied to the jock masterfully and passionately fucking his squirming girlfriend. The jock noticed him watching. "Your girlfriend's more than I can handle alone," he said, smiling. "Why don't you come help me take care of her like she deserves?"

Trevor returned the smile and retrieved a condom. The jock slid out and stepped aside for Trevor. "Oh, yeah," sighed Melissa as Trevor's shaft disappeared into her. Seconds later, Trevor felt the jock's body against his, just as before, his shaft wedged and sliding in Trevor's crack, his powerful arms pulling their bodies tightly together. "Yeah, let's fuck her," the jock egged him on. The pair started power-fucking Melissa, their strokes synchronized, the jock helping Trevor to thrust harder and faster as the minutes passed.

"Oh, shit," breathed Trevor. "I'm going to cum soon..."

"Let me take a turn." The men switched position.

"Yeah, fuck my girl. Hit that hard." His hands clutched and roamed freely about the jock's muscles; Trevor sensed the other man's arousal at being groped and explored and admired. He could relate.

Buzz kept watching Stretch, his hand idly stroking at his cock. Stretch had noticed. "What is it? You like watching me fuck this dude?"

"Yeah," admitted Buzz.

"You like what you see?" Buzz nodded. Stretch leered at him. "You want me to fuck you in the ass too?"

Buzz hesitated; he'd spent so long hiding from his friend. He gulped. "Yeah."

Stretch pulled out roughly. Travis yelped as his ass spasmed at the abandonment. Stretch changed his condom and manhandled Buzz against the table. Biting his lower lip, he wedged himself into Buzz's ass and penetrated him, rough, dry, hard. Buzz's face contorted in pain and reddened as the big dick stretched his tight anus; tears formed at the corners of his eyes. "Quit crying, pussy," taunted the taller man. "You wanted this. You've wanted this all the time, haven't you?" Buzz didn't answer. Stretch slapped him in the ass. "Haven't you?" he demanded. "Say it!"

"Yeah, I want your big cock in my ass."

"Do you love it in your ass, fucker?"

Buzz had started adjusting; he braced his arms against the table and pushed back against Stretch. "Yeah, I love that big cock in my ass."

Travis moved over. He slid between Buzz's arms and offered him his cock. Buzz took it hungrily.

Trevor and the jock had switched again; he watched the events unfold as he thrust his pelvis and the jock's hands groped him.

"All those months you wanted my big cock in your ass, you little fairy. All those months you wanted it." Stretch fucked him hard, the veins on his arms and neck popping out as the sweat formed in droplets on his forehead. "Well, you got it now, don't you? You finally got what you really wanted!"

The jock stepped to his pants and retrieved his telephone. He took a picture of Stretch before replacing the phone into his pants. Nobody noticed but Trevor. The jock pressed back against Trevor's body. "Insurance. Make sure he keeps quiet," he replied softly to Trevor's questioning look.

Trevor suddenly felt Melissa begin to orgasm around his cock. Damn, he thought to himself as he powered into her, obeying her cries for more. He'd almost forgotten she was there; he'd been so intent on the jock rubbing against his body that actually fucking her had become a mere mechanical exercise. In reality, he'd been having sex with the jock, not with his girlfriend. That realization perked his senses to the other man's body, rubbing against him, that cock wedged between his ass cheeks, that soft masculine voice in his ear muttering his approval... "Oh, shit," Trevor hissed.

"I'm cumming too," the jock informed him, almost calmly, as his body pressed harder and his shaft fucked Trevor's crack.

“Take your rubber off,” Trevor said, almost pleading. The jock complied with a synthetic snap.

Melissa's body still contracted around Trevor's cock as he came, but he focused on the man groaning and flexing at his back. The two melted together as they built the fire of orgasm, passing it freely between them, their bodies sharing it and stoking it and feeding it in one another. The moments passed as the men burned together. Trevor felt the jock’s shaft twitch and pulsate between his cheeks; he felt the hot semen smear against him, oozing, spreading down his crack, hanging and dripping from the back of his scrotum as the jock’s cock softened in the slippery mess.

The rest of the encounter passed by Trevor as if in a dream. Stretch came soon after as he fucked his friend. He later muttered something about not ever having a chance to 'hit that pussy.' Travis masturbated against Buzz's face; Buzz ejaculated as Travis' semen painted his cheek.

The three visitors dressed themselves. As they prepared to leave, Trevor leaned in to the jock's ear. "Can I have your phone number?"

The jock turned his head and their eyes met. This is not how I choose to lead my life, his eyes replied. "No." Disappointment stabbed through Trevor, but he understood.

He needed a nap he realized as he watched the men disappear. He turned toward the tent.

 

[hardreader]

Anybody who passed on reading this chapter missed a tour de force of mind games and hot sex. Tantiboh, great job getting us deeper into Travis's and Trevor's heads and for giving us such fabulously exquisite sex, too. You managed to have the characters run the gamut of emotions and responses, but in the end they all came, didn't they? And I suspect a lot of your readers will, too. Hot! Smart! Fun! Fucking awesome! Thanks once again.

 

[xrph1670]

Good chapter. Looking forward to next Friday.

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

Oh my God, that was so hot. I want all 5 of them to fuck me, especially Stretch. The bigger the better. Damn I had to while reading it.

Kevin

 

[tantiboh]

I apologize for my lack of involvement this week; we had some ISP issues that took a few days to get sorted out.

No offence Tantiboh but I think im going to give this chapter a miss.

Well HR some of us dont find women appealing at all. Sure it may have been hot but I prefer to just wait for chapters without Melissa or whoever.

Maybe im being harsh and im sorry if I offended anyone. Just not my thing. I have read it and didnt mind it as much as I thought I would. An interesting chapter anyway.

I don't think there's any need to apologize, certainly not to me. I set out on this project knowing that not every part of it would appeal to everybody; I think it would be a mistake for me to try to make it do so. The overarching goal here is to tell the story of a person. My priority is to help the reader understand his character and a few of the events in his life that helped make him who he is. The sex is gravy.

I'm glad you decided to read it; there were some important things that happened, whether or not you found the sex itself particularly alluring.

In any case, I appreciate your honesty. You can expect the women to disappear for a while. It's not that they've disappeared from Trevor's life, just that they are generally no longer part of his evolution. I plan on one more chapter that includes a woman, but it is weeks into the future.

Anybody who passed on reading this chapter missed a tour de force of mind games and hot sex. Tantiboh, great job getting us deeper into Travis's and Trevor's heads and for giving us such fabulously exquisite sex, too. You managed to have the characters run the gamut of emotions and responses, but in the end they all came, didn't they? And I suspect a lot of your readers will, too. Hot! Smart! Fun! Fucking awesome! Thanks once again.

Thanks HR. I'm flattered.

Good chapter. Looking forward to next Friday.

Thanks, xrph.

Oh my God, that was so hot. I want all 5 of them to fuck me, especially Stretch. The bigger the better. Damn I had to while reading it.

Kevin

Thank you, Kevin. Glad you liked it!

 

[tantiboh]

Part 13 – Slurry

August

***​

During the last week the job had become exciting, the results of their work more apparent. The cousins had worked their way through the roughest terrain, crafting a straight, beautiful fence through the rocks and valleys and sagebrush. They'd reached the bottom of the section; the terrain had leveled out and turned to deep, rich, moist, grassy soil. The three creek crossings presented the only real remaining obstacles, but they were easily overcome. Trevor and Travis worked like machines, both knowing what needed to be done without speaking about it. They moved quickly and at the current pace the fence would be completed within a week - several days ahead of schedule.

It hadn't really hit Trevor what had happened the day before until he'd gotten up that morning. He'd actually been attracted to that guy. He didn't understand it. He understood Travis. He'd had sex with Travis, had a close friendship with him. But the jock was a stranger. He had been attracted to him like he had always been attracted to women. He had been more interested in touching and connecting with him than he had been in Melissa. It wasn't supposed to work like that. A man's body was not an object of desire for him; it was not something that he found exciting. Yet, he had. He had even asked the bastard for his damn phone number. What was with that? It confused him, made him yet again question his security in who and what we was. And that angered him.

He'd sulked all morning, taking his anger out on his cousin, the only convenient target. Finally, Trevor snapped at him one time too often. Travis drove his shovel into the earth and leaned on it, his bronzed torso sweating in the sun. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

How could Trevor tell him? He didn't understand it himself. "Nothing," he demurred.

"Like hell. You've been a jackass all morning."

He almost dismissed his cousin, except he realized there was no one else to talk to about it. If anybody was going to help him sort through it, it was going to be Travis. "You know yesterday? The guy in the glasses?"

"What about him?"

"I asked him for his number."

Travis looked at him blankly. "So?"

Trevor threw his tamping bar to the ground, frustrated that he couldn't marshal his confusion into words. "So, why the hell did I do that?"

Travis was still blank. "Uh, because you wanted to talk to him again?"

"Why?" Trevor exploded, throwing his arms into the air. "I don't know him. He's not a friend. Why did I want to talk to him again?"

Travis' face changed as he snapped the pieces together. "Ah."

Ah, Trevor thought. Like he gets it. That he just might only made Trevor angrier. "Ah, what?" he almost yelled.

"You wanted to hook up with him."

"Fuck, no! I'm straight!"

Travis raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that?"

There it was, Trevor realized, going silent. Right in front of him. "Shit..." he muttered, picking up the tamping bar. His anger faded. His mind chewed on the question, working to come to grips with it.

***

The annual monsoon season had begun and every afternoon towering thunderheads built throughout the area and boomed their way to the plains, dumping loads of rain ranging from light sprinkles to heavy downpours randomly through the area.

Travis watched the mounting clouds with some interest. A lifetime of experience had taught him the signs to watch for. It was almost three o'clock when he caught Trevor's attention. "That one's going to hit us," he warned, pointing at a looming darkness.

"That doesn't look like much," mused Trevor.

"No, that's going to be a big one. We'll finish these then stop."

The men worked quickly, tamping the rich soil in around the posts. It only took them a few minutes, but the storm approached quickly; they heard the distant thunder booming as it approached. The towering darkness grew more menacing; the first drops of rain sprinkled around them.

"That's it, let's go," Travis directed. The pair left their tools on the ground and moved toward the tractor, parked a hundred yards away. The rain became a light shower and a gust of wind swept through the hills and valleys around them, whistling through the shrubs and baked grass. A flash of lightning split the sky somewhere behind them; the peal of thunder followed seconds later, roaring and echoing through the gullies. A roiling storm blackened the sky above.

The rain intensified suddenly as they reached the tractor, thick sheets of huge drops soaking everything. The pair clambered into the cramped cab; the only place for Trevor to go was on Travis' lap. It was the first chance Trevor had had to collect his thoughts. He looked at his cousin. "I'm sorry I got pissed at you this morning."

Travis smiled and slapped his hand to Trevor's knee. All was forgiven. Trevor smiled back.

The lightning rumbled and cracked and flashed in one of the legendary Western gully washers; the downpour blurred visibility and turned the terrain into a surreal, nightmarish dreamscape. Trevor's heart quickened with excitement as his eyes tracked the lightning flashes around them; the noise of the driving rain and, soon, small hail as it struck the cab almost overcame the cousins' ability to speak. "This is amazing," Trevor yelled over the din. "At home, when it rains, it just rains. We don't get storms like this!"

"Yeah, you don't want to be caught in one. That's cold rain. You get wet, with the wind blowing, you can go into hypothermia pretty quickly. Freeze to death in the summer."

Trevor kept shifting and moving in his boyish fascination with the phenomenon. He didn't realize that he ground his ass against his cousin's crotch in the process. "Damn, boy, you're getting me horny!" laughed Travis.

The weather and his improved mood had Trevor frisky. "Good!" He poked his butt backward, pressing it hard against Travis and wiggling it.

"Yeah, baby," approved Travis, rubbing Trevor's dick through his jeans. His erection grew to full mast within moments. Trevor clambered around, turning to straddle Travis' waist and face his cousin. Travis' hands found Trevor's bare shoulders and the back of his neck and he pulled Trevor toward him; the cousins kissed playfully, grinning and nipping at the other's lips, pulling back teasingly. Travis wrapped his arms around Trevor and pressed against him, latching onto his nipple, kissing his pectoral and shoulder. Trevor ground his cock into Travis' abs, pressing through the denim.

"Hey," Trevor said, pulling back, "let's get these pants off."

The cramped conditions made it a clumsy fiasco; finally, the pair had slid their jeans and underclothing off over their shoes and Trevor retook his position on Travis’ lap. He pressed their hard cocks together and jacked them both, slowly humping Travis' erection as their boyish playfulness morphed into masculine passion. They kissed again, deep, hard; Travis breathed against Trevor's ear, his hands groping the younger man's tight ass.

Travis pushed Trevor back and pulled their dicks down until they met head to head. He used his fingers to stretch and roll Trevor's foreskin until it covered the head of his own cock. Trevor grinned and leaned in for another kiss as Travis started stroking this new unicock, sliding the foreskin back and forth between them. "That's awesome," muttered Trevor.

The rain outside had petered out to a slow drizzle and the wind had died with the passing of the thuderhead. "Let's go," said Travis spontaneously. Trevor clambered off his lap and the pair jumped from the cab. The tractor had been parked just a few feet from the now swollen creek and Travis grabbed Trevor's wrist and pulled him into the water, the cousins laughing and yelling and splashing and playing in it like boys.

At this point in its course, the creek became shallow and wide as it flowed over a region of smooth clay. Trevor and Travis had splashed and grappled toward a clay bank and Travis grabbed his cousin and dragged him down onto the slippery mud. The boys wrestled in it as it coated their backs and arms; finally, Travis pinned Trevor's arms back, straddling his hips, and they kissed hard. Their prior passion flared back into life; Travis slopped a scoop of mud onto Trevor's chest and laid on him, kissing him as the clay smeared and squished from between their bodies and their cocks rubbed together in desperate frottage.

Trevor heaved, rolling Travis to his back. He scooped more mud and smeared the black mess over Travis' pectorals and shoulders and neck. The men burned in their lust for one another, reading the desire in each other's eyes. Trevor lifted as Travis rolled to his stomach, his back muddy and messy. The water of the creek gurgled by; Trevor scooped handfuls of it, rinsing the mud off his own cock and off the rounded flesh of his cousin's ass. Without a word, he wedged his cock against Travis' anus and buried it to the hilt.

Trevor grunted and Travis moaned as Trevor's bare, soaked cock powered into his body; Trevor quarried the bank around them, piling handful after handful of the smooth black muck onto Travis' back, smooshing and smearing and rubbing it into him. Unavoidably, the drizzle dissolved some of the clay and carried it in a slurry down Travis' back and into his ass crack; the fucking itself became muddy. Looking around, Travis found a patch of the smoothest, purest clay and scraped it up. Reaching back, he pushed it between his ass cheeks then moaned louder as Trevor started fucking it into him with a wet sloshing sound, pulling out every few moments to scrape a little clay together with his cock head and the ram it into his cousin's body as best he could.

Trevor fucked from his gut; he knew Travis' body well, and he slid upward so that his cock rammed straight into his cousin's prostate on each stroke. Travis squealed at the treatment.

Between the prostate stimulation, the grinding of his cock into the mud with each powerful stroke, and the utter eroticism of this muddy fuck, Travis growled and groaned before long as his orgasm struck, his warm semen pooling around his cock head in the cool mud, his body convulsing and flexing as the pleasure racked him.

His cousin coated with mud, the smooth gritty feel of it against his body and cock and balls, and the fact that, for the first time ever, he'd fucked his cousin to a hands-free orgasm. Trevor saw this and his body exploded; he felt his semen begin to hose from his cock, mingling with the muddy slurry in his cousin's ass. The cool drizzle turned to electricity as every nerve ending in his body screamed in orgasmic hypersensitivity, and he collapsed onto his cousin's mud-streaked body and ground into it, humping his ass as the pleasure flared to its peak.

It was over, he realized as his breath heaved. He lifted himself, sliding his cock carefully from his cousin's body. Travis' anus contracted and Trevor paused to watch as a trickle of muddy semen oozed from it and dribbled down over his cousin's tight, dirty scrotum. He pointed his still-hard cock into the line of cum and scraped it up; he buried his muddy, cummy cock back in to the hilt as Travis moaned. Trevor lowered himself onto his cousin's powerful shoulders and humped him slowly as their rain-moistened lips met.

Travis pinned him with his eyes. "Do you really think you're still straight?"

 

[GrayFox]

Wow! Mud-fucking! Too hot!