The photo opportunity

I groaned, as if in my sleep, and tried to move my upper body forwards. Matt gripped me tightly so I groaned again and struggled to move forwards. His grip slackened and my struggles pushed his arm downward to my waist. His hand kind of flopped onto my cock and rested there, with his fingers lightly touching it. The feel of his hand made it stiffen and within a few seconds it was so hard it was starting to hurt.

Matt continued pushing into me, clearly enjoying the feel of my arse around his cock but oblivious to the fact that it was his male friend that he was penetrating. Despite the fact I'd noticed that his cock was not as thick as mine, it still hurt like hell as it pushed its way into me. I kept wondering why I was letting this happen: why I was letting another man invade me like this. I suppose I just kept thinking, "This is the only time I can do this and not feel guilty. It's all Jono's fault... I can blame him..."

Suddenly Matt grunted and thrust his cock completely into me. I almost cried out but I stopped myself and managed to writhe a bit and groan as if asleep. The pain was quite overpowering. I thought I really was going to have to pretend to wake up so I could try and fix up my arse. I thought something had gone wrong; that he'd split me open or something.

I felt Jono's hand inside my butt cleft and felt the cold relief of more lubrication being applied around my hole. I groaned my approval. I thought, "Jesus I'd have to have been drugged to sleep through this." But he seemed to accept I was still sleeping so I kept up the pretence.

Matt slowly pulled his dick out of me and then pushed it in again. It felt kind of weird. Not unpleasant - just odd. I'd never felt anything like it, that's for sure. When he was pulling out it felt like that pleasant feeling I sometimes get when I'm taking a crap. When he was pushing in it was different - a bit painful but undoubtedly sexual. I felt shivers running up my back and my cock tingling. As I say, it was a bit weird.

He clung onto me and kept making strange growling noises. I quite enjoyed having him do this to me. I mean, besides the actual feel of his cock in my arse, I quite enjoyed the idea that I was being penetrated by a friend and hearing and feeling him take pleasure from my body. It was a unique sensation and I was relishing it.

I heard more clicks and whirs from Jono's camera. The guy must have used a film within about a minute snapping away at Matt enjoying what was probably his first male fuck. I kept thinking, "Jeez, Seb, why are you doing this?" To this day, I don't know why I did it. I suppose I just allowed things to happen until I was in a position that I couldn't see any way out of.

Matt continued to slide in and out of me, developing a rhythm. I felt his breath and his stubble against my neck. I think he was kissing the back of my neck but, in his unconsciousness, he seemed uncertain about what to do. My arse felt sore but the pain was beginning to subside. Every time he pushed his cock into me and it was as far in as it would go, I felt a shock like electricity shoot up my spine. Like the start of an orgasm, but much briefer. I got used to these feelings and started to enjoy them.

Jono went back into the bathroom to change his film again. I opened my eyes and saw that, since my upper body was bent over, my face was near to Wreg's left hip. His cock was still hard and still sticking up. I thought, "That guy's erotic dreams last a long time..."

I looked over my shoulder at Matt's face behind me. As I did so, I thought I saw that his eyes were open and that they suddenly flicked closed. It was so fast that I couldn't be certain, but I was almost sure I had seen him close his eyes. I wondered if he'd maybe opened them in his sleep, but that seemed unlikely.

Then Jono came back into the room and I dropped my head back onto the mattress and closed my eyes. I heard the camera clicking and whirring and felt Matt's cock sliding in and out of my arse, gaining in rhythm. I thought, "He's as awake as I am... the sly bastard."

I became aware of the sound that Matt's cock was making in my arse. It made slurping noises and it slid in and out of me. I felt even more turned on hearing the sound of him fucking me. He was hearing it too; he knew that it was the sound of my arse receiving his cock. I don't know why, but the sound of him fucking me really impressed itself on my memory - I can remember it now and thinking about it still gets me hard.

Wreg turned over, and I opened my eye slightly again. He'd rolled onto his side with his cock poking out towards my face. I moved my head slightly upwards so that my nose was level with his cock. Being so close to it, it looked enormous. His bell end was a shiny purple and I could see clear precum oozing out of it. I wanted to smell him; to know why Jono had been so intrigued by it earlier.

But Wreg, despite apparently being asleep, had other ideas. He pushed himself forwards on the bed so that the head of his cock hit me on my upper lip just below my nose. He pushed forwards again, prodding me a second time in the lip with his huge, thick cock. I moved my head upwards a little so that it could enter my mouth - I honestly don't know why I did that. Maybe it sounds unconvincing, but I suppose I just wanted to see what it would taste like.

I heard Jono whisper, "Oh yeah" as Wreg's cock entered my mouth. I think he must have had his own cock out of his underpants by then and was masturbating watching the scene unfolding.

For my part, I just opened my mouth and let Wreg's mammoth cock push it's way into me. He grunted as it entered me and I felt his hand on the back of my head. I thought, "What the fuck do I do with it?" I tried to suck it but his bell end hit the roof of my mouth so that I wanted to wretch. I pulled back a bit and tried to lick the end of it, like girls sometimes do with my cock. He seemed to enjoy this and left it like that - about two or three inches of the thing in my mouth, with me licking in circles around his piss slit and then around the rim of his bell. Doing things to his cock that I like girls doing to me.

I thought, "Fucking hell, Seb. For a guy who booked this holiday to screw as many girls as possible, you're not doing very well so far..."

I heard Jono's camera clicking and whirring. I heard him replace another film with one which he must have brought out of the bathroom with him. I heard his breath becoming more and more rapid as he watched two of his friends pleasuring themselves using my body.

I felt Matt's cock sliding in and out of my arse, getting faster and faster. My own cock was rock hard and Matt's fingers, until now lying passively next to it, furled themselves around it and gently squeezed. The shivers running up my spine multiplied and I felt close to cumming.

Wreg blew his load first, though. I guess he was a big fan of blow jobs, even those given by other men, because it only took him about a minute to cum. At first I didn't realise what was happening. I felt his cock stiffen inside my mouth - felt the stem become as hard as metal and his bell end throb against my tongue - and then felt and tasted it pumping his salty liquid. I must have swallowed twice. It felt strange to be drinking from him. To be feeding on his juices. I felt like a baby suckling from its mother, or - I guess - in this case its father.

Then, unexpectedly my own orgasm hit in. Wreg's cock was still in my mouth, still spewing its last dregs of white cum into my mouth, when I felt my own cock shooting string of semen onto the mattress. While I orgasmed, I felt my arse clenching in spasms around Matt's cock - a feeling I'd never had before. I heard him groaning in pleasure as my arse massaged his dick.

And while I was still shooting, I felt the warmth of Matt's cum inside me. I felt it dribbling out of my hole as he continued to slide in and out of me. I felt it growing cold as it trickled down my right bum cheek. He held me tightly as he came, still squeezing my spewing cock, his pace slowing as he injected the last drops of his semen from his balls into my arse.

Wreg pulled out of me and turned over. I opened an eye again and saw the round cheeks of his muscular arse in front of my face.

Then Matt pulled his cock out of me and, with a groan, turned over and away from me.

I heard Jono retire to the bathroom and he closed the door fully. I think he even locked it. I guess he must have been masturbating, but maybe he was just packing away his equipment and didn't want to wake us up at this late stage.

I lay there for a while, in the same bent position, thinking about what we'd done. I wondered why I'd let these two guys penetrate me. Yes, I'd enjoyed it, but I'd never planned for anything like this to happen and I wondered why I'd gone along with it until its conclusion.

The next day at breakfast, we were all tired. Wreg looked, frankly, like shit. He asked Jono if he was going to take any photos that day. "It looks like a good day to take a few snaps," he said, his voice sounding rougher than the stubble on his face.

Jono said, with a mischievous smile, "Are you offering to model for me?"

Wreg said, his face serious, "My modelling days are over. Well and truly. You know what I'm saying Johnny boy?"

Jono looked up at him, wide-eyed. Then he looked down at his coffee sheepishly.

He muttered, "Yeah."

Matt said, "And I think... well... I've had a premonition that your films are going to... shall we say... meet with a little accident."

Jono looked at him.

Matt went on, "You're going to have to buy some new ones."

Jono said, "Yeah. Sure."

Then Matt turned to me and, with a broad grin, said, "And how are your guts this morning, Sebastian?"