Waking a little later, I heard Paul and Ben talking as they splashed in the pond. Lying on my belly, I gradually rolled onto my back and soaked in the beaming sunlight. There is just something about lying in the afternoon sun while completely naked. It's just so freeing and, unfortunately, something that we don't get to do enough in this life.
I watched my two lovers tease each other rather playfully as my interest grew. Even though their groins were submerged in the water, I could tell they were busy stroking. As my interest peaked and I began to handle myself, they both turned my way. With a stern look of disapproval, they both headed my way.
As they emerged from the water, I beheld two hard cocks to use for my own pleasure. Ben reached me first and dropped to his knees before taking me into his mouth. Paul continued closer before kneeling and molesting my nipples. After a minute of his lips and teeth bringing my nips to grotesque rigidity, I pulled his lips to mine for a little oral mining.
All the while, Ben worked my prick quite well for a newbie. I wasn't in danger of cumming just yet, but it was pleasurable nonetheless. During a short break from Paul's and my makeout session, I spouted, "Ride it, Ben!"
He took the suggestion and moved into position before lowering himself haltingly. The restrictiveness of his anal canal brought a smile to my face before I pulled Paul's back to mine. After some more tongue-wrangling, I suggested to Paul, "Straddle me and take Ben's cock in your ass as he rides me."
"Great idea," Paul mustered before moving into position.
Once they synced up their movement, we all enjoyed the three-way in the sun. Unfortunately, Ben came a little too quickly, but to be fair, he was having fun two ways, unlike Paul and me. As Ben emptied his load into Paul, the movement stopped for a few moments before Ben issued, "Sorry guys, It just felt too good having both of you at the same time."
"No worries," I imparted.
"Yeah, your warm cum felt good filling my ass. But, if you don't mind, I'd like to ride Dennis too."
"Sure, no problem," Ben replied as he pulled off me with a pop and moved back to the water to rinse himself.
After Ben departed, Paul wasted no time sliding his cum-filled ass down my prick before resting with an "Ahhh."
He started off slow because he knew that I liked it that way. Paul also saw the contentment on my face and figured there was no rush. He was right, of course, as I lay back, soaked in the sun and the feel of his ass. It was a superbly sluggish drilling that kept me on the brink of expulsion for several long minutes. To aid in my distraction from exploding into Paul's derriere, I beckoned Ben over to sit on my face.
As Ben walked our way, he looked at me quizically. I couldn't imagine what part of that comment he didn't understand, but I uttered it again anyway with more detail.
"Ben, bring your ass over here and squat down onto my face so I can drill your little pucker with my randy tongue."
He moved into position facing Paul, and as he lowered himself, I opted to suck his danglers right into my mouth to roll them around for a moment or two. This brought about an abundant moan from him before his face made contact with Paul's. I moved my hands to his rear and pried his cheeks further apart before releasing his nutsack and dragging my tongue across his taint. As I flicked his pucker lightly, at first, another gratifying sigh escaped his lips.
This was the departure I needed to maintain the feeling that Paul was giving without ending it prematurely. Ben seemed to be enjoying the ride as I quickly had my tongue deep within his anal cavity. I twisted, swirled, and pumped in and out of him before I felt the first drops of his semen on my chest. It seemed my actions were bringing about the befitting effect, all while he wailed and humped my face.
I kept up my oral plundering of his backdoor until I heard an "Oh, Goddd!" and felt a few successive streams of hot cum squirt across my abdomen. As his climax eased, Ben seemed to lose his strength and wits, falling backward onto my towel and off my face. As he did, a string of his still escaping cum was strewn from my chin to my forehead.
I drew my tongue in a circle to capture some of the dribbling juices as my focus returned to the glorious feeling of Paul's colon pulling on my prick.
"What will it take to make you cum?" I asked of Paul.
"Someone to suck or stroke me," he replied.
I reached for his cock and got in a couple of strokes before Ben pulled my hand away and swallowed Paul's hard-on. I immediately felt Paul increase the pace, and in less than a minute, we were both in the throws of substantial peaks. I felt Ben's head on my belly as he took all Paul had to give. In a move of pure greed, I grabbed him and turned his face to mine to share in the bounty. My tongue whirled inside his mouth but got only remnants as Ben had efficiently swallowed most of it as Paul came.
Ben moved back to his towel as Paul gradually eased off my shrinking prick, and the flood commenced. The combination of my recent cum and Ben's prior poured from Paul as he moved up my torso. There wasn't much left when his pucker finally reached my mouth, but I reveled in licking him clean nonetheless. After a few minutes, Paul moved to his towel, and we all just chilled for a while.
I know I dozed off at one point, but when I came to, I slipped into the pond for a cooling off and basic cleaning. The others stirred from the sounds of my splashing, and once they were up, we decided to head back to the cabin for a late lunch. This time Paul and Ben didn't bother getting dressed other than their shoes as we all grabbed our things and started walking.
We moved in a close group and occasionally let our hands do a little impromptu fondling. It was Ben that initiated much of the touching as he couldn't seem to keep his hands off Paul's and my dicks. We were about halfway back when Ben did one of my old tricks. Stepping on his shoelace as I had done to him previously, he bent over enticingly to retie the errant string.
Paul didn't hesitate, and he stepped right up and pressed the head of his growing schlong into Ben's slightly gaped star. Grabbing Ben's shoulders, Paul pushed in balls deep before stopping.
"Oh, fuccckkk!" roared Ben as Paul began hammering his ass with the intent of a quick dump. Quick it was, as less than a minute later, Paul was emptying himself inside Ben's rectum. "Wait, you're done already? What about me?" Ben asked.
"You tease, you get fucked. Those be the rules." Paul answered.
Still half bent over with his legs spread, Ben began to say, "But..." and that's all he got out before I, too, plunged into his inviting pucker. Taking sloppy seconds, I lasted much longer and stroked Ben while pumping his ass. He came first, and his contractions set me off moments later.
We all began moving again when we heard, "Hey there, you can't walk naked around this property. There are families that come here with their children."
Stopping in our tracks, Ben and I looked at each other and knew immediately who that was.
"Who's the grumpy old bastard that needs to get laid?" Paul inquired.
"Old man Spencer," Ben and I replied in stereo.
"His wife left him years ago, and he hasn't been right since," I said.
"But, do you know why his wife left him?" Ben asked me.
"No idea," I uttered.
"Could it be because he's obviously gay?" Paul offered loudly as Mr. Spencer came within ten feet of us.
"I am not!" the old man countered.
Paul approached him and felt his crotch with a light clasp. "Nothing yet," he noted.
Hey, keep your pansy-ass hands off me," the old man spat.
Then moving back to me, Paul turned me away from him, spread my legs, and bent me over to expose my ass. He fondled my cheeks for a few moments before turning back to Spencer and grabbing his crotch again. This time he obviously felt something on the rise as he announced, "We have hardening."
Spencer grabbed Paul's wrist half-heartedly as he couldn't keep his eyes off my inviting ass. Paul kept up some soft manipulation as it was clear that Spencer was more than a little excited.
"You want some of that, don't you?" Paul asked Spencer while still fondling his growing cock through his shorts.
"Mmhmm," Spencer mumbled with half-closed eyes.
Knowing Spencer was as ready as he'd be, Paul kneeled before him, opened his shorts, and pulled them and his tighty-whitey's to the ground. With Spencer's hard-on bobbing in front of him, Paul engulfed it while slobbering thoroughly over the shaft. After pulling off, Paul motioned me to back up to Spencer. Paul initiated the insertion by positioning Spencer's cock-head at my pucker as I spread my cheeks for easier access.
Spencer's was slightly larger than average at about seven inches. But with all my recent activity and Paul's lubrication, it slid inside without a hitch. As if on automatic pilot, Spencer's hands found my hips, and he began a moderately paced boring of my anal cavity. Once he was inside me, his only sounds were short grunts each time he bottomed out. Then, as if he finally awoke, Spencer took over rather vigorously.
After a few quick slaps to each cheek, Spencer began pounding my cum-pocket like a man in control. That's when his voice came alive.