Mike was now hammering away at Bill’s ass, and I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth. Bill’s orgasm was at hand as he pressed his spraying schlong into my throat repeatedly. Mike rapidly slowed his penetration to a snail crawl when he knew that Bill had cum. Once I was able to move off of Bill’s cock, I said, “My turn,” while looking up at Mike.
Mike slowly withdrew from Bill and moved around behind me. He knew how I liked it and slid right in without hesitation. After bottoming out, he began a slow removal to the tip and then pressed in again fully. Mike repeated this action over and over at a languid pace. He knew that I loved it slow but with full infiltration every time. Bill continued to suck me as I cleaned his drooping erection.
As Mike worked his magic, I felt the stirrings of a slow-burning climax. To try and extend the magnificent feeling as long as possible, I used Bill’s gaping ass as a distraction. I wrapped my arms around his knees and pulled them back as far as I could. Releasing his shrunken penis, I moved my mouth to Bill’s ransacked back door. I lapped at his open lips and slowly worked my tongue inside. The going was fairly easy as Mike had stretched him out, and the muscles seemed slow to re-close. It was as if his ass was waiting for another superb pole to come along and fill it up again. All these goofy things were going through my head as my tongue easily slid in and out of his needy orifice.
Ian opened the door with his erection out in front of him, poised to penetrate. It was as if Bill’s ass called Ian’s cock and said, “Get down here immediately and fuck me.” As Ian moved closer, I moved from Bill’s ass to the oversized head of Ian’s schlong. I generously slobbered all over this anaconda and did my best to take it into my kisser. Ian didn’t force himself into my drooling yap but rather held still as I lubricated him. When he thought he was ready, Ian eased back from my face and pressed his tool against Bill’s entrance.
Ian was clearly a master with his tool, maybe even better than Mike, who had slowed his pace to watch this marvel of genetics. Ian was twisting and turning to ease his soda-can girth head into Bill’s wanton hole. Bill seemed almost desperate to get Ian’s monster into his bowels as he squirmed and pushed at Ian’s insertion. It occurred to me moments before Ian’s infiltration that I should remove my cock from his mouth in case he responded poorly. I quickly pulled up as Ian slipped in, and Bill howled at the invasion.
With Ian about four inches into Bill, I stared amazedly at the scene in front of me. Aside from the width of Ian’s tool, there was still another eight inches outside of Bill. His wails turned to a rumbling moan as he forced another inch or two of Ian into his stretched hole. Bill’s flaccid cock was now leaking semen, and I took it into my mouth to enjoy the output.
Ian began an apathetic pumping in and out of Bill, moving just an inch or two but never getting any deeper. Now that things had calmed a little, Mike started working my ass like a champ. I think he felt it was some sort of competition, even though it clearly wasn’t. I appreciated his painstaking effort to show Ian up, though. Since Ian’s entry into Bill, my stiff pole had been resting against Bill’s chin. Now that Bill was handling Ian’s prize a little easier, he placed my cock back in his mouth.
With Mike hitting the right spots and Bill paying my hardon even the slightest bit of attention, I was quickly headed for a sack emptying climax. While I was savoring the oncoming orgasm, Ian placed his hand on my head and whispered, “I could use a little lube if you have any to spare.”
I understood his meaning and collected all the saliva and semen that I could muster and dribbled it on his pumping phallus. It seemed to help quite a bit as I noticed Ian pushing deeper into Bill’s back door. With my cum on its way into Bill’s mouth, I turned to Mike and said, “Cum in my ass, you fuck-master!”
Between that comment and the contractions of my anal ring as I pumped my jizz, Mike began pounding me relentlessly. Moments later, he was filling me with his hot juices. After he had completed his filling of my bowels, Mike slowly withdrew. As he dressed and headed out of the room, Mike’s semen began running out of me into Bill’s mouth.
Bill released my soft cock and began lapping at the fluids leaking from my ass. Unable to get any more from my ragged rump, Bill pleaded, “Sit on my face, Stevie.”
I did as he asked, and he quickly wormed his tongue inside me, searching for the last remnants of Mike’s cum. As Bill worked his magical tongue into my back door, I pulled his legs wider. Ian was now a full eight inches deep at the bottom of his thrust. He pulled almost all of the way out at the top and plunged back in at a moderate pace. I honestly don’t know how Bill was able to give me any attention with that monster pillaging his ass.
I was getting hard just watching the scene as Bill’s withered penis wept a continual stream of semen. It was a self-sustaining system as his semen ran down to his ass and became the lubrication necessary to maintain such a constant breach of his rectal cavity. I just sat on Bill’s face and continued to watch the spectacle in front of me with a rigid pole. Ian took notice of my pulsing pecker and reached out and began to stroke me lightly. I, in turn, leaned in and began sucking on his right nipple.
Ian’s stroking of my cock slowed as I sucked and nibbled on his stiff nipples. I kept changing from one to the other in an attempt to bring him to his peak. A lack of sensitivity seemed to be common in guys with oversized members. Every one of them that I’d met seemed to take forever to cum. I guess they got desensitized early in life since every hole was tight to them.
I could tell that Bill must have been close because he was grunting loudly in between my cheeks. His lack of attention to my anus was also noticeable. I raised a little to give him some room to breathe, and he quickly pulled me back down and attacked me again. I pulled my mouth away from Ian’s nipples and started kissing him. As the kiss deepened, I pulled and twisted both of them with my fingers. Ian broke our kiss momentarily to say, “I wish it were your ass that I was in right now.”
I replied, “Don’t worry, sexy, you’ll get there soon enough. Now fill Bill’s ass so that we can have some alone time.”
The offer of alone time seemed to do the trick as Ian picked up the pace, and within another minute, both of them were cumming hard. Bill’s flaccid penis squirted down onto Ian’s cock while Ian’s shaft was still rigid as his scrotum contracted to overflow Bill’s rectum. It was quite a contrast before me, as I delighted in leaning down to lick them both clean.
Ian remained inside Bill as his pole slowly retreated and shrank from its forearm size. Bill had been stretched to the absolute limit, as I’m sure many of Ian’s lovers were, so there wasn’t much leakage as Ian’s diameter waned. Hoping to taste a little more of their combined fluids, I pulled Bill’s legs back further to get access to his splayed hole. As I did this, Ian slipped the rest of the way out, leaving Bill open wide enough for my hand to fit without resistance. I did a quick dip just for fun and then withdrew to lick my hand clean of Ian’s cum.
I spent the next few minutes cleaning up Bill’s back door as it slowly closed back up. Once I was done, I raised off of Bill’s face and moved to the side so that he could sit up. Bill and Ian kissed for a moment before Bill grabbed his clothes and headed out the door. I looked at the clock and told Ian, “Let me just go topside and make sure I don’t have to help with the boat.”
Ian nodded in the affirmative, and I pulled on my thong suit before going out the door. I had been so busy with all the guys that I didn’t even know where we were. I also wasn’t sure if anyone was still fishing. Once I was on deck, I saw Grandpa and headed his way. He was helping some of the guys pack up their fishing gear. I asked, “Is it time to head back already?”
Grandpa answered, “It is. Time sure does fly when you’re getting gangbanged, doesn’t it.”
I knew that he was messing with me, so I said in return, “It really does, and I’m only half-way finished. Let’s get these things stowed so I can get back to the important work.”
Once Grandpa and I got everything put away, he headed back to the bridge to start the engines. I pulled up the anchor line, and we were on our way back to port. I went up to see if Grandpa needed anything else before heading below, and he suggested, “I know that you’ve got Ian holed up in the bedroom below, but why don’t you see if anyone else wants some before you head back to him? You two can use the boat after we dock so that you’re not in a rush.”
“That’s a great idea, Grandpa!” I replied and then headed below to share the idea with Ian.
Once I told Ian about Grandpa’s suggestion, he asked, “So, is anyone interested in another round?”
I replied, “I have no idea. I came to tell you first and see what you thought. I’ll go back up and check with the others.”
“Should I leave?” Ian asked as I was headed toward the door.
“Absolutely not,” I answered, then added, “Someone else made want to take advantage of your services. Even if they don’t, I’d love for you to watch as someone else takes me.”
“Damn! That’s so hot! Like we’re a couple, and I’m sharing you with my friends. I might actually cum just watching you get used by others,” Ian replied.
“We can pretend we’re newlyweds, and you want to watch me get warmed up and loosened for that python that you’re sporting. Then you take me over and over throughout the night,” I suggested as my hardening cock popped above the edge of my thong.
Ian’s cock was pulsing at the thought of our role play, and as I approached him, he uttered, “Go get someone to fuck you now, or I’m going to seriously abuse your ass! I haven’t been this excited in a long time. Hurry!”
I burst out of the room and took the steps two at a time before landing on the deck. I found the guys all hanging out by the beer cooler and asked, “Who wants another go at this?” as I slowly turned and bent over in front of them while sliding off my thong. Chad stepped up immediately and had his hands all over my ass before the rest of them headed my way. There were hands all over me, and I was in heaven, then remembered that I was supposed to bring them all below deck so that Ian could watch. I started moving toward the stairs and was having a tough time with them all over me. I finally blurted out, “Let’s take this party downstairs.”
When I burst through the door with five horny men in tow, I proclaimed, “Look what I brought home to play with.”
The guys were too busy vying for first dibs on my ass to realize what I said. I finally spoke up and said, “I think Bob should go first since all he got before was a spectacular blowjob.”
Bob didn’t hesitate and bent me over the bed, face down while pressing his stiff prick into my slick entrance. Once Bob had a good rhythm, I asked, “Would anyone like to fill my mouth with their hot spunk?” as I propped myself up on my elbows.
Chuck quickly took the bait and presented his growing prick to my face. Just before I took him in, I looked at Ian and whispered, “Does it make you hot watching your baby’s body get used?” I wrapped a hand around Chuck’s ass and pulled him toward me. His cock was forced down my throat as I watched the look of outright desire cross over Ian’s face. I was trying to play out the fantasy as best as I could, and Ian seemed to be appreciating it fully.
I wanted to make short work of these two so that I could get to my ultimate goal of having Ian’s monster plowing my backside. With this in mind, I started clamping down on Bob’s cock each time he pulled back in his stroke. I immediately heard him say, “Damn, that feels fucking great!”
My next move was to fondle Chuck’s scrotum as he pummeled my face and throat. He, too, was appreciative and began moaning loudly. Bob came first and dumped his load before pulling out. Chuck was almost there when Chad slid right into me and began jackhammering straight away. I applied that same technique to Chad, clamping down on his prick on each withdraw.
Chuck was close but wasn’t going over the edge, so I pushed my middle finger up his rectum and started massaging his prostate. Within minutes he was flooding my mouth with his salty goo. Once Chuck withdrew, I quickly said to Ian, “Are you enjoying the show?” Mike stepped up and pushed his leaking stick into my mouth as I watched Ian slowly stroke his leaking staff. His eyes were glued to me as Chad and Mike ravaged my holes.
Chad’s movement became ragged, and I knew he was close. I clamped down full-time now, and he went over the edge in a flash. Mike had a nice pace set, and I let him go for now as Bill knelt and licked my leaking pucker. Once Bill had his fill of Bob and Chad’s combined fluids, he pressed his stiffy into my well-worn ass. Even though Bill and Mike were filling me, my attention was still on Ian while he slowly stroked his perennial hardon.
Even as I slipped a finger into Mike’s rectum, my eyes continued to watch Ian. I worked Mike’s prostate like a champ, and he quickly closed in on his second orgasm with me. After his spunk filled my mouth, Mike promptly pulled away. I think he knew that he was just foreplay today and didn’t want to interfere.
Once Mike left the room, I showed Ian Mike’s load that was still in my mouth. Ian moved over to me and put his face on mine, and we shared Mike’s cum. Bill interjected, “That is so hot sharing a load like that. You guys are going to make me cum just watching you.”
I clamped down on Bill’s cock for a couple of strokes to push him toward the finish line. His moans increased as I grabbed Ian’s pulsing shaft and pulled it to my mouth. I lapped up the pre-cum that had been leaking and then sucked on his scrotum for a while. As I tongued his heavy balls, I kept clamping down on Bill as often as possible to empty his sack. I worked my way back up the length of Ian’s anaconda and pushed the tip into my mouth. It was quite a stretch, but I managed to get the first few inches into my yap. I was enjoying the taste of his juices as I felt Bill begin to shake. His load hit the back of my rectum over and over. I took a moment to enjoy the feeling of his hot juices inside my colon.
Bill kept pumping for a minute after he’d finished cumming, and we both enjoyed it immensely. When Bill finally pulled out, he whispered in my ear, “I hope you enjoy that battering ram of Ian’s as much as I did. Don’t worry about helping out on the docking; we’ll take care of that. Just have fun.”
“I’m sure I will,” I replied as Bill left the room. I sucked on Ian’s cock for another five minutes or so before pulling off. Once my mouth was free, I questioned, “Did you like watching your baby get used by all those virile men?”
Ian, keeping to the role, replied, “You know I did baby. Can’t you see how hard I am?”
I rolled onto my back, with my legs spread wide and said, “Show me how bad you want me. Fuck your baby into heavenly bliss.”
Ian lay down on top of me, and we kissed as lovers do. His hands held my face while mine worked their way around his neck. I felt his cock-head nudging at my pucker, and I wrapped my legs around his waist to open myself up for him. As he entered me, we kissed hard, and I wailed into his mouth as he stretched me open like a virgin. Ian kept up constant pressure as he continually pushed further into my needy entrance.
As he pushed past my prostate, I started to climax. Ian kept pushing deeper, and my orgasm continued. All the while, our kissing became animalistic as we sucked and gnawed at each other’s faces. After what felt like ten minutes, Ian finally stopped, but my feeling of climaxing never ceased.
Ian pulled his face from mine and cried, “I’m fully inside you. You are the first lover that I’ve been able to enter completely on the first insertion.”
I stammered, “I’ve been on a tidal wave of bliss since you pushed past my prostate. I’m still riding it, so don’t stop moving. Fuck me and give me your seed.
Ian slowly withdrew, and I started to shudder as I felt every millimeter of his amazing penis. He only pulled about half-way out and then pushed inside once again. Ian plodded along, seemingly in no hurry to cum as I continued my unending crescendo. I kept my lips glued to his throughout. This was the closest to making love that I’d ever experienced in my young life. This kissing turned soft and tentative like it was our first time.
After another few minutes, I begged, “Please cum inside me. I want to feel your elixir coat my belly as you climax. Don’t worry. This won’t be our last time. I’ll want you over and over again.”
Ian whispered, “Okay,” just before he pressed his lips against mine again. I could feel him beginning to shudder, and a few strokes later, he pushed completely in and started to cum. He held me tight as I felt his cock pulse repeatedly while it infused my bowel with semen. We stayed in that position for quite a while as he slowly shrank. We kissed and talked quietly, but I wouldn’t let him pull out of me. I was obviously worn and sore, but it was a good feeling. It was like the kind of sore at the end of the day when you got everything done that you wanted.
Ian asked me about my plans for the future after college. We talked like a couple, and I was beginning to think that he wanted more than just an occasional great fuck. After the conversation slowed, I asked him, “Am I correct in believing that you want more than just an intermittent booty call?”
Ian stared at me for what seemed like several minutes. Finally, he replied, “I know that I’m much older than you and that you have your whole life in front of you…”
I interrupted, “I understand our situations. Yes or no?”
He hesitantly whispered, “Yes, I do.”
“I do, too,” I offered, and we began making out all over again. After we made love again, we talked a while longer. We both agreed that I need to finish my time on the boat this summer since I’d already committed. As far as the rest, we left things as they were before. I still didn’t tell anyone about my sexuality, and he kept the secret about our relationship. It was casual dating, and we enjoyed it immensely. I did a few more mulch jobs for the ladies but weaned it down quickly to spend more free time with Ian.
Grandpa quickly figured it out when Ian quit coming to the Saturday cruises. Once he approached me about it, I spilled, and he was very happy for me. He asked me, “Are you was okay with continuing the cruises?”
“Ian and I talked about this at length, and we both agree that it would be wrong for me to stop now since I’ve already received a full ride at school,” I answered.
Grandpa responded, “As long as you’re both on board, I’m good.”
Throughout the summer, I had many great adventures on the boat. I’m sure I’ll share more of them as time goes by.
