Summer Break

The summer after my freshmen year at college was turning out to be one of the worst of my life. I had finally enjoyed the pleasures of man to man sex at school and I was not happy about having to go back to my hometown for 3 months without cock. I spent the first month of vacation working and jerking off. I’m not sure which one I did more of, but I did lose the “freshman 18” pretty quickly, and since my job wasn’t strenuous I guess it was all the one handed loving that brought back my 6 pack! Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse my parents announced that we would all be going to the mountains for the weekend. Good God, two days stuck in a one room cabin with the rents. I wouldn’t even be able to jack off for two whole days! My 7 incher wouldn’t be able to take the inattention. 

The morning after we arrived, my parents announced that they would be going off for a nature walk with a couple of their friends so I would have a few hours to myself. Deciding to take a walk myself, I figured that I would find a nice secluded spot in the woods, relieve the tension in my balls and work on an allover tan. After hiking for about 30 minutes I found a little trail that led to a quiet stream. I quickly stripped off my clothes and waded into the cold water to cool down from the hike. The frigid water instantly made my nipples harden into tight little nubs which I began rubbing and twisting. My cock instantly responded and began lengthening and thickening from the nipple assault. I ran my hands along my body and decided that at least one good thing had come from the summer at home. The weeks away from school and all the partying had tightened up my body. I knew that I was a good looking guy, 5’7”, 140, lean, and now toned, blond and blue-eyed, with a nice thick cock. Hell I’d probably fuck me! Damn was I ever horny!!! As I made my way back to dry land I spotted something metallic in the water. I reached into the water and came up with a 6 pack of pretty decent beer! “You know,” I thought to myself, “This trip may not be so bad after all.” I figured that some poor guy had lost his cooler overboard and that the beer had washed up here. I sat on the shore and downed one right away. It was so good and cold that I drank another. I was actually on my third before I realized that I was getting pretty drunk and hadn’t even jerked off yet. I started yanking on my cock using my own spit as lube. I was so into it that I never even noticed the shadow that covered me until I heard someone clearing their throat.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?”, said I voice above me. I tried to cover myself as I squinted up at the two man shaped outlines looming over me. “You been drinking our beer little man. Don’t tell me you didn’t know about nature’s refrigerator?” I sat up, trying to hide my thick cock between my stomach and my thighs unsuccessfully. Before me stood two middle aged, but still very hot rough looking guys in fishing waders. “Oh Shit” I thought. “Here I am naked, jerking off and drinking these guys beer.” “I’m sorry sirs.” “I didn’t realize the beer was yours. I’ll replace it.” “Well, that doesn’t help us right now does it?”, said the older of the two guys. He was about 40, with a three day growth on his sunburned handsome face. His t-shirt was tight and outlined a muscular chest and big arms. His silent friend was a few years younger and a little shorter at maybe 6 ft, lean and very toned. Both were looking at me strangely, but then again I was naked and drinking their beer so I wasn’t thinking about sex. I was actually hoping to escape this without getting hurt. My cock was still not cooperating though and was throbbing. I could feel the pre-cum oozing out onto my stomach. The silent one finally spoke up. “You know we were really looking forward to a few beers to help us unwind, but you could still help us.” “What do think Stan? He look up to helping us out?” “Well, he does owe us. I think we could find a way for him to repay us Mark.” Both Stan and Mark chuckled and looked at me in a way that made my already thick cock jump in anticipation. 

I hoped that I wasn’t misreading their signals as I stood up and spoke. “What did you have in mind? I feel really bad about the beer and I’d do anything to make it up to you.” “Anything?”, said Stan. “Yes. Anything.” I replied. Mark took the lead and reached out grabbing my slippery cock in his roughened calloused hand. I moaned in anticipation as he began a slow jack off. Stan shrugged out of his waders and t-shirt revealing a very hairy chest and a huge slab of a cock that was growing at an incredible speed. By the time he had stripped down his cock had lengthened to an impressive 9 inches that was so thick I couldn’t get my whole hand around its base. I had never seen something so big before and I was practically shaking with desire. Mark had stripped down as well and was sporting a very nice 7 incher. Stan grabbed me in a bear hug and began rubbing his body against mine. I responded in kind and we found a delicious rhythm that had as both gasping. I looked around for Mark and found him a few feet away spreading a blanket on the ground and unpacking some supplies from a pack. Lube, poppers, and towels appeared like magic. Suddenly Stan pushed me roughly onto the blanket. “Put Marks cock in your beer stealing mouth and suck on it like the cock whore I know you are!” demanded Stan. I gladly obliged. Mark laid back and began grunting. He held onto the sides of my head as he thrust his cock deep into mouth and down my throat. “Damn! He’s good. You gotta try him out Stan.” “Oh I got my own ideas about what I’m gonna try out.” he replied. My fuck hole quivered in anticipation. Mark opened the bottle of poppers and passed them around. The combination of beer and poppers went right to my head and I was suddenly hornier than I had ever been before. I pulled Mark’s dripping cock out of my mouth and said, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard!” I lifted up my ass and presented Stan with tight hole. He pushed his meat against my hole and began massaging my cock as he rubbed up against me. Slowly, he began adding lube to my chute and working his calloused fingers deep inside. Stan pulled my ass back toward him, helping to open my well lubed hole even more. Mark responded by moving underneath of me so that I could suck him off hands free. I knew form experience that I would need both hands firmly planted to take the type of pounding I was about to receive. Mark help the bottle of poppers under my nose as Stan entered me. As his huge head slipped past my sphincter I yelped in pain. Mark reached under me and began stroking my sock to take my mind off of the pain. After a minute to adjust and another hit of poppers my fuck chute began to relax around the huge invader and I was starting to feel really damn good. I began sucking on Mark’s pulsing cock as Stan began a slow and steady rhythm behind me. I was surprised when I felt Stan’s furry belly pushed up against my ass. I didn’t think I would ever be able to take the whole thing! I pushed back against him and ground my ass while squeezing his rod tight. He took it as a sign to fuck me with even harder. With his hands tight around my waist he shoved his cock deep inside and then pulled it out to the head over and over. I could feel and hear his balls slapping against my ass. Heaven! I was in cockslut heaven.

After about ten minutes Mark grabbed my ears tight and impaled me on his cock. His salty cum filled my mouth as he moaned and bucked. The site of Mark dumping his load into my willing mouth was enough to put Stan over the edge. He leaned over, hugging me tight against him and rammed his cock deep inside. “Fuck!” he yelled as he seeded my ass with his spunk. The feeling of his quivering cock against my prostate pushed me to the edge and I shot my own wad onto the blanket below me.

The three of us lay back on the blanket and finished the last three beers together. It turns out that the two of them take a few fishing trips like this every year to get away from their wives and kids and for some great outdoor fucking. They graciously invited me along for their next outing. Turns out that summer vacations at home could be even more fun than I had imagined!