It was a couple of weeks after our fishing trip and John had tried multiple times to get me alone for some more fun.  Unfortunately, our conflicting schedules wouldn't allow for enough time to do much of anything.  It was a mutual friend Bob that called us both and mentioned going up to the mountains where he lived, that solved our problem.  Bob had already invited another mutual friend of ours Steve, and they were hoping that the four of us could get together for the weekend.

In the week before our arrival, Bob suggested some hiking, fishing, and spelunking if we were up for it.  He even emailed us a copy of the trails and the cave layouts so that we could see what we were in for if we decided to do any of those things.  Of course, I was reviewing the trails for a good place to ditch Bob and Steve so that I could get John to suck me off again after licking my toes.  The problem with the trails was that they weren't very densely wooded, so hiding from them would be kind of tricky.

I was also considering trying to lose them on the lake with a separate boat, but that would be kind of a repeat of our previous adventure.  Don't get me wrong, it was a fucking great time, but I would love to try something new, and that's when I started to review the cave layouts more closely.

Initially, I wasn't crazy about going into the caves, but after a closer review, I saw that they were relatively large and that there were several little nooks and alternate paths.   The diverging paths would easily allow us time to mess around while they looked around for us.  John and I were also in much better shape the Bob and Steve, so we could quickly climb into areas that they couldn't which would give us even more places to hide.  I was now pretty sure that the caves would provide us with the best opportunity to have some fun in the wild, so I mapped out several areas and figured we'd just use them as needed.

We all managed to work it out to go to up to Bob's the upcoming weekend with a plan to hike and do a little cave exploring.  Steve, John and I all drove separately due to different needs for arrival and departure.  At least that's what I told John when he offered to drive me up since it was nicer than saying that I still didn't trust him.

Knowing John's desire for my girly feet, I made sure that they were smooth and well lotioned every day leading up to the weekend.  I was sure that they were the key to getting John's motor running and I wanted him really hot since I was thinking about fucking him.  I know that I could just demand it with the pictures that I had of him, but blackmail really wasn't my style.  I wanted him to want me to do it and have him really enjoy it too.

I was the last to arrive at Bob's on Friday night even though I was the closest.  I finished work around six but decided to take the time to paint my toenails with a glittery pink polish for John.  I knew that he would love the color and I made sure to take my time and do an outstanding job.  By the time I finished, I had semen running down the front of my cock and took pleasure in tasting every drop.

Pulling up I noticed that Bob's house was basically an oversized cabin.  The interior layout included two bedrooms and one bath.  The rest of the place was one large room that housed the kitchen, dining area, and living room altogether.  The living room area consisted of two large leather sofas that were in a corner each along a different wall and touching at the arms with a small round table in between. 

Due to the small size of the house, the dining table was only about six feet away from the couches, and the kitchen was just a few feet from the table on the other side.  On the back wall was an oversized brick fireplace that was set up for indoor cooking if the need arose and I'm sure it heated the house nicely in the winter.  Overall it was definitely a great place and well suited for the remote environment.

After saying our hellos, we all sat at the table and had a beer while discussing our recent history and families.  About thirty minutes into the revelry Bob hopped up and grabbed some burgers and dogs from the fridge and dragged us all out to the back deck while he grilled dinner on his charcoal grill.  He didn't have much of a backyard as the woods started about fifty feet from the deck, but it was very relaxing.

As we all sat around bullshitting, I noticed that Bob and Steve had already removed their shoes and socks and suggested that John and I do the same.  As John started to remove his shoes, he happened to look at me, and I gave him a sideways glance which he quickly understood.  After removing his shoes, he said, "I'm going to leave my socks on for now since my feet tend to get cold easily."

When everyone looked over at me, I managed, "You don't want me to remove these shoes, there isn't enough foot powder in the world to tame their odor," and we all had a good laugh.

About that time the burgers and dogs were finished, so we all started to chow down, and the shoe thing was forgotten.  Somewhere after the first burger, John looked my way and grinned as he glanced down at my feet.  I merely smiled back, and I could see the swelling in his jeans, as I confirmed his belief that my toes were painted for him.

After dinner, we sat for another couple of hours out on the deck just reminiscing about our high school and college years.  As the stars came into full view, we finally decided to hit the sack, and I quickly volunteered to take one of the couches.  John followed my lead and offered to take the other before Bob or Steve could even get in a word.  In fact, he was so quick about it that Bob and Steve gave each other a quick but queer look.  

At this point, I was sure that they knew something was going on between us but I really didn't care.  While we all took turns in the bathroom, Bob set us up with some blankets and pillows. Once I finished in the bathroom, I headed towards a couch with my t-shirt, shorts, and socks on and ready for some sleep.  By now both Bob and Steve were done and in their rooms for the night with just John left in the bathroom.

Slipping off my socks as I covered up with the blanket, I made sure to stuff them into my pillowcase so that I would know where they were later.  Hearing the bathroom door open, I watched John as he peeked out to see if anyone else was still around.  When I gave him a thumbs-up, he strutted out wearing some skimpy shorts that proudly displayed his pulsing hard-on.  

Once he got to his couch, he put his clothes away and then sat on the end next to my feet.  John was sitting there like a child waiting to be told that it was okay to open their present.  As he stared at the blankets trying to will them to move, I slowly started to pull them up and off of my feet.  The grin that spread across his face was still like that of a child that had received the present that they had been praying for all year.

John brought both of his hands up very close to my feet before stopping and asking, "May I?"

I merely nodded in the affirmative, and he began slowly and softly caressing both of them.  The effect on John was immediately noticeable as his cock started to leak through his shorts.  The impact on me was no less dramatic but was unnoticed by John since my shorts were still covered by the blanket.  As he continued with his attention to my feet, I reached under the blanket and pulled my cock out through a leg hole.  As John began to suck and lick my toes, I pulled the blanket up until my leaking cock was on full display.

His attention was now split between sucking my toes and wanting to suck my twitching semen coated penis.  As he continued his spectacular work on my toes, he occasionally wiped up some of my semen and brought it to his mouth for a taste.  Finally, after working his way through all ten toes, he moved up my body until he was at my crotch and said, "If I suck your cock will you give me another foot job?"

"I'll do you one better," I whispered with a sexy grin and continued, "Swing your legs around here, and I'll suck you while you suck me."

Without a word he swung himself around and put his knees on either side of my head as he began stuffing my cock down his throat.  I let him work on me for a minute as I ever so slowly pulled his shorts down far enough to fish out his thoroughly slick tool.  By the time I got working on his he had me halfway to an orgasm, so I began deep-throating him with gusto.  To continue to spur him on I grabbed both of his ass cheeks and started pulling them up and down all while slowly inching my fingers towards his little star.

I could tell that I was throwing him off his game as his attention to my cock started to become erratic.  About now I had both of my middle fingers at the edge of his asshole and started to lightly spread and penetrate it just a little.  It became immediately apparent that his little back door was quite sensitive as he began pounding my throat like a madman.  Moments later he was filling my mouth with his cum, but his mouth never left my cock, and he stayed amazingly quiet through his orgasm.

As his contractions started to subside, he began giving my cock some thorough attention.  He also slipped a hand into my shorts and began to ply my hole.  When his finger quickly moved inside, he realized that I was already lubricated and ready for his assault.  John promptly added a second finger, and after a half dozen pumps he also added a third.  That third finger pushed me over the edge, and I began filling his mouth with my warm juices.

We both lay there for another five minutes or so and continued to lick and suck each other's softening cocks.  John finally released mine and eased off of me into a kneeling position next to my couch.  In a hushed voice, he said, "That was so much fun, but how are we going to get more time away from Bob and Steve?"

I replied softly, "We are going to do some spelunking after we lose them in the caves.  Bob sent me the layouts, and I found a few spots that I don't think they'll even try to enter so we should be able to lose them for a while.  If that doesn't work, then we'll lose them on the lake while we're doing some night fishing."  While I was sharing my plans with John, I made sure to put my socks back on so that no one else would see my painted toes in the morning.

Looking at me within amazement, John whispered, "Wow, you really planned this out didn't you?"

"Believe me when I say that I'm enjoying the sex just as much as you are and my feet love to be worshipped" I quietly replied.

I covered up with the blanket as John headed back to his couch and soon we were both fast asleep.

Waking to the smell of fresh coffee and bacon frying has to be one of the best things in the world.  The sun was just peeking over the mountain in the distance, and per my watch, we all got a good night's sleep.  Unbelievably I was the second person to wake up as John and Steve were still fast asleep and snoring.  After sitting up, I made my way to the kitchen to see if Bob needed any help and to get some coffee.

Bob said, "Good morning! What kind of eggs would you like?" as I was pouring a cup of coffee.  

I replied, "Good morning to you.  Scrambled is fine with me.  How long have you been up?"

Bob cracked a few eggs into a bowl and scrambled them up with a fork as he answered, "I've been up for about 2 hours now.  I guess I'm used to the fact that the sun doesn't come up as early here because of the mountains."  

After he finished the eggs, he split them into two plates and added bacon and toast to both.  Grabbing a plate, some silverware and his coffee he headed for the deck and said, "Let's eat outside while those two sleep."

While we ate, we chatted some more about how our lives were going and any recent relationships.  Bob confessed, "I haven't had even so much as a date in the last year.  After my father passed, I inherited a large sum of money and used some of it to purchase this place and refurbish it nicely.  Since I did most of the work myself, I haven't had very much human contact other than at the hardware and grocery stores."  Bob had always been a pretty shy person, so I wasn't at all surprised that he hadn't dated while in a new town that was so rural.

When we were both finished eating, he grabbed my plate, placed it on his and took both to the kitchen but quickly returned with the pot of coffee in tow.  As he topped off my cup, he inquired, "So how are you doing in the sex scene these days?"

After nearly blowing coffee all over the table, I laughingly replied, "What brought on that question?  That's not something that you are very comfortable talking about."

Laughing himself, he said, "I noticed that John spent an awful lot of time staring at your crotch and ass last night.  Has he been hitting on you again lately?"

Since Bob was bold enough to ask such a question I figured that I owed him a bold and truthful answer.  "John's been doing more than just hitting on me, he's licked my toes, sucked my cock and fucked me."

"Licked your toes?" Bob said with a sideways glance.

"I tell you that he's sucked and fucked me and you ask about my toes?" I said returning the glance.

"Well yeah.  John's had his way with all of us at some time or another.  You were the last hold-out, and I'm impressed that you lasted this long" Bob countered.  "But what's with the toes?"

So I replayed the whole story on the boat with John to Bob, and he just sat there looking dumbfounded.  When I finished, Bob said, "So you have the fucking king of the east on a leash because he loves your painted toes?  He's much more of a freak than even I thought he was."

As I peeled off my socks to show Bob my painted toes, I added, "The best part is that he is totally compliant when he starts to play with my feet and I'm going to use that to fuck him."

Bob suddenly blurted out, "Can I get in on that too?  I'd love to fuck that taut ass."

As Bob admired my soft feet and painted toes I suggested, "So we're looking for a little revenge fucking?"

"Absolutely!" Bob urged, then added, "That asshole took advantage of me when my girlfriend broke up with me back in High School and then pretended like it never happened.  So I definitely want some revenge."

Putting my socks back on I inquired, "Did he mess with Steve too?"  After Bob nodded in the affirmative, I added, "Then we'll have to plan a way where all of us get to fuck him, and I think I have an idea."

I went inside and grabbed my map of the caves then brought it back outside to show Bob what I was thinking.  In the next ten minutes, we had our plan all set, and I left it to Bob to fill Steve in on everything.  Shortly after we finished, the two sleepy-heads finally arose and while they ate I jumped in the shower.  After everyone was done eating and cleaning up, we decided to hike down to the caves for some exploration.

Bob supplied us with headband lights, and we each brought a backpack with some necessary supplies.  Of course, my essential supplies included a blanket and some lube for all the fun we were going to have.  So the plan was for the four of us to split up and head down different paths that eventually meet again about a half mile into the cave.

After we entered the opening of the cave, the paths diverged about two hundred feet inside, and by them, it was already quite dark.  As we split up, John and I went to the right while Bob and Steve pretended to head to the left.  From the map that I had, I knew that there was a little side cave that broke off of ours and was only about twenty feet deep before ending.  I thought that that would be the perfect place for John and me to hide and have some fun.

When I found the little split off cave, I slowly entered and saw that it stepped up about two feet once I was ten feet inside which was a perfect little shelf for our fun.  Breaking open my backpack, I quickly spread the blanket across the rock and started to strip off everything except my socks.  Once I was done, I climbed up onto the blanket intending to put my feet down at the far end so that John's ass would be near the edge when we got into a sixty-nine.

 Of course, best-laid plans don't always go the way you want them to, especially when John started tonguing my ass as I climbed up onto the blanket.  You just don't stop someone from doing that no matter what your plans were once they started and I was no exception.  About two minutes into the tongue bath, John backed away and then began to rub his cock head up and down across my slick hole.  When I felt him preparing to fill me with his stiff cock, I quickly finished my climb and lay down on my back while saying, "If you want some of that you have to suck the toes first." 

Having scooted my feet forward after climbing onto the blanket left my head at the edge where John had to climb up from and gave me the opportunity to lick and nibble on his goodies as he passed over me.  When his chest moved over me, I gently rubbed and rolled his nipples which caused him to pause momentarily.  Taking advantage, I leaned up and sucked his right nipple into my mouth and sucked on it as I nibbled it lightly which brought about a few light moans from him before he started moving again.

I think that he purposely dragged his leaking tool across my forehead which left a snail-like trail all the way to my lips.  Once he got there, I opened up and sucked him into my mouth about three inches and wouldn't let him go.  He even half-heartedly tried to pull away before whining, "I can't reach your toes if you don't let me go."

I was going to say something about him whining about having his cock sucked, but instead, I just spread my legs and pulled my feet back towards him as I began bobbing on his cock.  Hilariously, we both still had our headband lights on even though we had stripped naked for our fun, so we could still see quite well.  While John began to peel my socks off to get to his prize, I began to play with his ass and occasionally running a finger across his pucker.

While John was working diligently on licking and sucking my toes, I slid my left pointer and middle fingers into my mouth while still sucking his cock, to lube them up for his ass.  Once they were good and dripping, I began rubbing my spit all over his tight little hole.  Once he was lubed, I used my pointer to slowly open him up.  The stimulation to his ass seemed to be getting him quite excited as he pulled his knees forward so that he could get lower into my mouth and then began a slow, steady fucking motion.

When my finger finally slid into him up to the second knuckle, I knew this was going to work.  I continued to work that finger and eventually added a second all while he was giving me the toe sucking of my life.  It was so good that I quit paying attention to his cock entirely while he continued to pump it in and out of my mouth.  I focused on loosening his ass for the fucking that he was about to receive from Bob and Steve.

Bob and I had it worked out for them to keep an eye on my progress in getting John ready from a distance.  Once I felt he was loosened up, I would give them a thumbs-up sign and then they would quietly approach with their sheathed cocks at the ready.  After I gave them the sign, I reached under the blanket and grabbed a couple of those single serving size lube packets and handed them back to Bob as he approached.

I continued to pump my fingers in and out of John's loosening ass while Bob popped open a packet and began to drizzle a little onto his hole.   The lube allowed me to spread him even wider and I quickly slipped in a third finger.  John moaned, "That feels so fucking good…go deeper" just before sucking my cock into his mouth like a Hoover vacuum.

After John's comment, I looked up to see Bob poised and ready to replace my fingers with his cock.  I slowed my pumping of John's ass and eased out completely.  Bob didn't miss a beat as he slipped into John just as my hand moved out of the way.  Bob started off slow and shallow but continually increased his pace and depth.  Looking up I noticed that Bob's swinging sack was getting dangerously close to bumping into John's ball-sack, so I wrapped my free hand around them.  I didn't want John to feel balls smacking against his, or it might break the spell that he was under.

John was so into the anal stimulation that he had quit pumping his cock in and out of my mouth, but he was leaking some tasty semen.  He was spending all his energy trying to suck me dry at this point and even began to start fingering my ass.  With my legs spread wide from when he was sucking my toes earlier, it was easy for him to get a couple of fingers deep in my ass.  I didn't last more than another minute and started filling John's mouth with my warm juice as I convulsed out of control.

All my extra movement had Bob cumming too, and as he slid out, Steve slid right in keeping up the pace in John's ass.  With my orgasm easing, I decided that it was time for John to cum too.  His cock had softened significantly, but as I started sucking and licking him, it jumped back to life.  John started moaning again as I worked on his tool saying, "That's it…just like that…O shit I think I'm going to cum."

Up until this point, neither Bob nor Steve had touched John other than with their cocks pumping his ass.   But after hearing what John said, Steve grabbed John's hips and began pounding like a jackhammer to accelerate his own orgasm.  Within moments both of them were cumming and yelling at the top of their lungs.  John nearly drowned me as I had a hard time swallowing as fast as he came.

Once both of them calmed down, John said, "why don't you guys head to the lake and we'll meet you there in a bit" without even looking back at them.  After they headed out John and I just started sucking each other again at a nice leisurely pace.  Once I was fully erect again, John got off of me and the blanket saying, "I guess you may as well fuck me too."  I quickly hopped up, and then John laid his body back over the blanket with his legs spread wide.

Popping open another packet of lube, I covered my cock and his hole generously before sliding inside.  Grabbing his shoulders, I began pounding his ass the way he did mine on the boat weeks ago.  Slipping my hands off of his shoulders, I reached around his chest with both hands and began to play with his nipples.  I was starting to feel my own orgasm approaching just as John yelled, "You fucking bastard, you made me cum by fucking me in the ass," as he squirt all over the cave wall.

As I felt my own cum rising, I yelled back, "And now I'm cumming from fucking you in the ass, and filling it up," then collapsed on his back.  My cock continued to pulse inside him as we both shook from our climaxes.  We just stayed in that position for a few minutes until my cock shrunk and slid out of him unleashing a steady stream of leaking goo.

I stood up and leaned against the wall as John stood and noticed how much his ass was leaking.  "Is that all from you?" he asked, then continued, "Or is some of that Bob's and Steve's?"

I answered. "That's all me baby!  Bob and Steve were considerate enough to wear condoms, but I wanted you to feel my juice in your tight little ass.  Of course, it ain't tight no more."

John just shot me a nasty grin before saying, "Fuck you!"

"No, Bob, Steve and I all fucked you, bitch boy!" I snorted back and then started laughing hysterically.  John tried to look mad for all of two seconds and then broke down laughing as well.

Once we settled down, John asked, "Where to now?"

"I told Bob and Steve that we would meet them by the lake, but it just occurred to me that I don't know exactly where that is" I answered as I began packing my shirt and shorts into my backpack along with the blanket.

"What are you doing with your clothes?" John asked.

Pulling on my socks and shoes, I replied, "I thought it would be nice to hike in the nude for a while.  We certainly have nothing to hide from each other now, and I've always wanted to walk nude in the woods."

John followed my lead, putting on his socks and shoes and nothing else.  We headed out of the cave, and once we were outside, I got out the maps that Bob had sent me and found that the lake was just about a mile south of the cave.  Once I got my bearings we headed down a well-worn path with me in the lead.  We walked for about ten minutes before we could start to see the lake and that's when John began getting quite playful.

You'd have thought that he had never seen a naked ass before the way he kept grabbing and slapping at mine as we walked.  I acted like it was just annoying but all the play was starting to turn me on, and it wasn't like I could hide my excitement.  John was obviously getting turned on too since he started poking at my ass with his very hard cock every other step.  He was so wrapped up in poking at me that he never even noticed that I was hard as hell too until I turned around and stopped.

Our cocks bumped into each other's bellies, and we chuckled for a second then John grabbed mine and started stroking slowly.  I thought about reciprocating but just opted for enjoying the attention that I was getting for now.  After a minute, he leaned down and began to suck on my left nipple while he fondled the right.  I was really getting into it when whispered in my ear, "Let's lay down, I want to suck your toes some more and then fuck you."

Leaning down, I opened my backpack and pulled out the blanket and another lube packet.  After spreading out the blanket, I removed my shoes and socks and lay down.   With my legs splayed like a two-dollar whore, I opened the lube and poured it all over my hole.  I used first one, then two fingers to lubricate my innards as John knelt down in front of me with his knees on either side of my ass.  As I withdrew my fingers, John slid forward until his cock was just at my entrance and I uttered, "Use me" in a low guttural tone.

John left the head of his cock at my entrance as a tease while he grabbed my feet and brought them to his mouth.  Sucking both of my big toes at once into his mouth had me delirious and in need of penetration.  After another minute he still hadn't entered me, so I took it upon myself to push myself onto him.  Grabbing his hips, I slowly pulled him in and out of me as he sucked my toes like some carnival freak.  It was slow hard work as he wasn't paying any attention to my ass, but he was totally into sucking my toes, and that did feel great.

After a couple of minutes, I got the idea to pull my feet and him down on top of me so that at least gravity would help with the in part of the in and out.  Once he slid all the way in me, I think he just automatically started fucking like it was an involuntary response.  No matter the reason, it felt fantastic as he was getting much deeper in this position and doing a great job on the prostate.

Now that I didn't have anything do to but lay there and enjoy I remembered that we were outside in the middle of the day where anyone walking along would see our erotic display.  As I looked around to see if we had any voyeurs in our midst, I noticed some movement behind a nearby bush.  The thought of being watched while we were in the middle of great sex turned me on even more, and I began to moan rather loudly to see if I could draw the voyeurs out of hiding.

The moaning had an unintentional effect on John, as he was apparently quite turned on by partners that made lots of noise during sex.  He kicked into overdrive and started moaning himself as he pounded away on my wanting hole.  The added noise made by John had me watching the bush even closer, and as John began to cum, Bob stood up with his hard dick sticking out through his fly.

Bob was standing there stroking himself, and I yelled at him, "Don't waist that hard-on jerking off bring it over here."

Since John was done, I pushed him up and off to the side as Bob approached.  Bob started lowering his pants and underwear as he got closer and said, "I don't have a condom, do you have any?"

I hastily replied, "Don't worry about a condom just get that fat dick into me."

As Bob slid his fat but short cock into me, I felt like a virgin.  It was nearly twice as thick as John's and caused a little pain at first, but I stretched to accommodate it, and it felt awesome.  Bob kept a nice slow pace which had me reeling in ecstasy.  He wasn't at it for more than a couple of minutes when I started cumming all over my belly and couldn't resist the urge to pull him in for a long slow kiss.  It was during the kiss that Bob sped up the pace and started cumming as well filling me with spurt after spurt of his hot cum.

Our kiss broke as his shrinking penis slid from my sloppy and stretched hole.  Just before he got up, Bob whispered, "What do you think about doing that again later tonight in my bed?"

Lightly biting his earlobe, I replied, "I'll be there with nothing on."

Bob got up and started to zipper himself up as Steve approached fully clothed but sporting an obvious hard-on.  I just lay there with my legs still spread and my ass leaking Bob's, and probably some of John's cum too as he looked me over.  Since John and Bob were now dressed, they headed down the path towards the lake leaving Steve and me all alone. 

As Steve continued to look me over, I finally offered, "Would you like some too?  I'm still quite horny."

Steve started to undress, and once he was completely nude he asked, "Do you mind if I clean you up first?"

"Not at all" I replied and started to sit up to grab some towels out of my backpack.  Steve gently pushed me down on my back again and moved his face to my belly and started licking.  Once I realized what he was doing, I just laid back and let him go to it.  He licking every bit of cum from my belly and then worked his way down to my cock.  After a thorough and I mean thorough cleaning of my cock, he started on my balls.  I don't think I've been that clean since I was born.

Once he was done with my balls, he made the natural progression to my still leaking ass.  Steve grabbed my legs above the knees and pushed them back until they were flat on my chest and began gently licking all around.  Once I was clean on the outside, he began to work deeper like a dog trying to get that last bit of peanut butter from a fillable Kong dog toy.  In between moans, I managed, "Your tongue is magical…please don't…stop."

My words on spurred him on further and before long I felt the beginnings of another orgasm.  Just as I mumbled, "You're making me cum," Steve raised up and sucked my cock into his mouth taking what little cum I had left.  After my shrunken cock slipped from his mouth, Steve gently rolled me onto my belly and drove his better than average size cock deep within me.

Steve set a very brisk pace, and as he was sliding in and out of my well-worn ass, I just lay there like a slobbering fuck-toy.  I didn't have the energy to even speak and just let him use me for his own pleasure and mine.  I could tell that he was getting close to his own orgasm as he squeezed both of my ass cheeks in his hands and spread them wide, like that last millimeter of depth would finish him off.  Apparently, it worked because within another minute he slammed forward one last time and then began pumping me full of his warm seed.

When Steve's orgasmic contractions started to ease he slowly collapsed onto me, and we both just lay there and panted.  After a few minutes passed he wrapped his arms and legs around me while pulling us both onto our sides.  His half-hard cock was still within my bowels, and as our breathing began to normalize, he started a slow easy fuck.  With his hands on my chest, it was a smooth transition to playing with my nipples as he nibbled on my neck.

As I enjoyed his attention, I disclosed, "I came on this trip to have lots of sex with one guy, and now I'm having lots of sex with three guys.  I must admit that so far you are definitely the best, even if it is our first time together."

After a moment of silence, Steve recounted, "That's probably because I've wanted you from the first time we met back in High School.  I always knew that I was gay but didn't want to force myself onto you, because you were still dating girls exclusively back then.  But I'm sure glad that I came on this trip even if I had to be sloppy thirds."

"Well if you keep making me feel the way I do now, you'll never be sloppy thirds again, that is unless you fuck me three times in a row" I offered.

We both laughed at that for a moment when Steve returned to arousing me through his multiple efforts.  Because he was wrapped around me from behind, the only way that I could think to show my gratefulness was to turn and kiss him.  Initially, the kisses were light and on his head since he was busy nibbling on my neck.  Once he realized what I was doing, he brought his lips to mine, and we began exploring each other's mouths slowly and gently like our current coupling.

As our mutual oral exploration progressed, it was getting quite apparent that we were both enjoying things immensely.  Though our pace never increased, the size of our appendages did, and it was very obvious to me since his was busy cultivating my ass.  Our continued tongue exploring was leading us both to sore necks as we were in an odd position for kissing.  I didn't want to break either the oral or anal explorations that we were involved in but needed to be face to face desperately.

Since we were lying on our left side, I pulled my right leg up, bending my knee and pinning it to my chest and I drew my ankle to my ass.  I then told Steve to come around me until we were in the missionary position with him on top then drew my left leg up as well.  Our easy paced fucking continued, but our oral explorations got much more involved.   I don't know how either of us got any air as we were practically swallowing each other.  Releasing my legs, I wrapped both hands around Steve's head and pulled him even more.

With my legs free, I wrapped them around his lower back and eventually settled my heels in between his rear cheeks.  Our current session, unlike our first, had moved much further into making love instead of just a straight up fucking and I was strangely okay with that.   At the undemanding pace that we set it, it seemed like we could go at this all afternoon and I secretly hoped we would.  It had been a long time since I enjoyed being with a lover this much, male or female.

Unfortunately, orgasms will rear their climatic heads sooner or later, and we were both well on our way to a couple of doozies.   Steve began to pick up the pace just a little, so I broke our kiss long enough to whisper, “It’ll be so much better if you go slow,” then I went back to sucking his face.  Moments later he started moaning in my mouth, and I swear I could feel his cock-head expand just before he started to cum.

I was right on the edge myself and blurted out, “Don’t stop pumping, I’m just about…there!” as I came between our bellies.  Once I started cumming Steve stopped with his penis fully inside me still pumping the last remnants of his sperm.  We continued to kiss like lovers do as we came down from our mutual orgasms.  I honestly didn’t want to get up but figured that if we didn’t head to the lake soon then, Bob and John would come looking for us.

After regaining his strength, Steve broke our kiss and moved down to lick up the few drops of my cum that lay on my belly.  Once he was done with that, he started to slide down further, and I stopped him and said, “If you go down there again we’ll never get up from this blanket.”

“And what’s so bad about that?” Steve questioned.

“Nothing at all” I replied, “Except that Bob and John will come looking for us soon and if they find us before we find them they’ll just bug the shit out of us until we stop.”

“Damn annoying bastards!” Steve snapped before doing a ten-second clean-up of my nether regions and then hopping to his feet to get dressed.  

I decided that I should probably get dressed too since my nudity seemed to be a distraction to everyone.  Once we were dressed, Steve and I headed for the lake and talked about our very enjoyable afternoon, and it suddenly dawned on me that it was only Saturday.

To be continued…