Long Day of Fishing
Introduction:
This is a true story from my youth, with the names changed to protect all the parties concerned. I look forward to any input you may have.
I left home early after filling my mom in on my plans – Fishing with James and a couple of his friends, coming home and spending the night at his place, so as not to wake her up coming in. James, being the good kid she met at church, who was further approved by my aunt who knew him, had no problem letting me go out and spend the night.
We were out on the river bright and early with lunch, beer, and fishing gear loaded into the flat bottom boats. It was a hot summer day and the river was low – so the fishing was bad. Not even a bite after 4 hours. We pulled over to the beach and enjoyed our lunch and knocked back a few beers. Opting out of further fishing, we stripped down to our shorts and went swimming. Going in and out of the water, getting a little drunk and then sobering up left us pretty well spent. We loaded up the boat and headed back to the apartment where everyone got showered and cleaned up. With a mild beer buzz still going, I started to fall asleep. I crawled onto the pallet I had made up in the bedroom, clad only in my briefs, and went to sleep. I can only assume that James, sleeping in the pallet next to me on the floor, and Ricky and Tim who took the two twin beds had turned in shortly thereafter.
Sometime in the middle of the night, I was quietly awakened by the soft touch of a hand on my waist. Feigning sleep I thought I’d just wait this out and see where it went. It could just be a sleeping accident… a hand tossed over. My hopes were, however, that it was an intentional touch. Soft, gentle… testing the waters. Left alone the hand continued to move in small, measured motions. Up my waist… over my hip and then softly… so very slowly… under the elastic band of my briefs. Despite my playing possum my nerves tried their best to betray me. I felt myself shiver, ever so slightly, exactly like the skin under my fingers when I felt up any number of female classmates. I had never been in this position before, but in a homophobic time and a homophobic place, it was not in any way unpleasant. My mind raced wondering where this was going. I didn’t have to wait to long before I felt a single finger touch my shaft, which was just beginning to stir. Sensing no alarm or danger, the rest of the fingers joined in by sliding down over my cock. As the hand wrapped around my hardening member I could no longer hold off the soft moan that escaped me.
My moan brought the wandering hand to a stop, and there was a clear pause while it waited for a sign to continue. I provided that sign by turning slightly toward the hand and spreading my legs slightly to make my cock and balls more available. The message must have been received clearly as the next move by the marauding hand was to lift my briefs off of my hips and to pull them down below my equipment. I raised my butt up slightly to allow the shorts to be pulled down. Having my briefs around my thighs, as opposed to all the way off, had a strange but wonderful feeling about it. Somewhat submissive was the message my brain was getting. If was the same thing I’d done to a handful of girls at school when I was getting ready to finger them, or in some cases, go down on them. I liked the feeling of being put in their position.
My young cock had grown to its full potential by this time and my being awake could no longer be hidden. The hand wrapped around my cock again and I felt James’ weight shifting toward me. Seconds later his face was at my waist, kissing and licking the soft skin above my cock and the light smattering of hair there. Moments later I felt the head of my cock enter his mouth. Just a bit. Just a light sucking pressure on the head. Definitely a hesitant, half hearted try at sucking a cock. My curiosity had gotten the best of me and I reached over to reciprocate with James’ cock. I found the elastic band of his briefs and reached inside. What I found there made me suck in a breath. James’ cock was several inches longer than my average 5” cock and considerably more thick. Furthermore, it had the most pronounced banana shape I’d ever imagined. Being that this was the first dick I had held other than my own… it amazed me how natural handling it was. His cock had reached full mast by the time I found it and I wanted to impress James by my willingness to participate with him. I rolled over a bit to take his cock into my mouth and started to work the shaft as far into my mouth as I could. My actions must have paralyzed him as he released his hold on my cock and lay back. Working hard not to make any noise and wake the other in the beds above us, I started to bob my head up and down on his cock… coating it with saliva and gradually trying to work more of it down my throat. My free hand cradled James’ balls gently rubbed and massaged them.
I had gotten on my knees, facing James’ feet with the idea that this was the only angle the banana shaped cock would angle down my throat. With my briefs still hanging submissively on my thighs, I felt the first wet finger moving up my ass and into my crack. That finger started gently swirling around my brown hole. Circling, dipping in a bit and pulling back out it was creating a pleasant feeling I had never felt. Almost instinctively, I felt myself backing up against that finger. It suddenly dawned on me… there I was, on my hands and knees, back arched, cock in my mouth, underwear wrapped around my thighs. I was posed and doing the things I had always wanted a girl to do but didn’t have enough experience to get them there. I felt the finger tip at the entrance to my ass and pushed back, burying it up to the second knuckle. The feeling was incredible. I rotated by ass a bit to enhance the feeling… managing to push back even more. This must have been the sign that James had been waiting for as he pulled the finger out, slid out from under me and positioned himself behind me. He reached forward and gently pushed my head down on the pallet we were on and then brought his hands, slowly and seductively up the middle of my back, creating the familiar arch I had imagined. Up to this point… not a word had been spoken.
Within moments I felt a good amount of spit landing on my ass hole and his cock, still covered in my own saliva, began to line up with my ass crack. The long cock began to slowly and rhythmically slide up and over my hole effectively spreading the saliva all over it. Within moments I felt the tip of the cock straighten out at the entrance to my ass. James was slow, gentle, cautious not to make me cry out. I knew there was pain coming as I could start to feel it, but I was curious, and horny, and this was so far out of my comfort zone. I pushed back a little to get things going and the mushroom head popped in. With a gasp I stopped moving and allowed the feeling to settle. I felt James’ hand, which had been guiding his cock into me, move to my hip, mirroring the hand on the other side. James started a slow rocking motion, gradually inching bit by bit of that cock into me. As it reached the thick section in the middle of his cock the stretching made me gasp… just a bit… but enough to change the situation.
“What have we here?” came a voice from my right. That was the twin bed Ricky was in and apparently he had woken up to the sounds of sex and the outline of bodies in front of him in the darkened room.
“Just a little fun” James answered, seemingly relieved that the quiet had been broken. With that he applied a little more force to move what felt like another inch of the thick part into me. My response was to push back to get the rest in and get to the smaller part at the base of his cock. The feeling of being full was incredible. Almost more than I could process at that moment. James held still for a moment to let it all settle in and I could feel the moisture in my ass building and the cock feeling more and more slippery. James pulled out a bit and went back in. I whimpered a bit from the ground my head was down on. The sound must have motivated him as he then pulled his cock almost all the way out and then slowly back down to the base. I all but collapsed at the pain and pleasure I was feeling. The feeling for James must have been good as well as the pumping then began in earnest… slowly at first, all the way out and all the way back in. This lasted for a few minutes until the speed started to pick up, allowing for only half of that magnificent cock to enter and exit. By this time I was freely pushing back against it as I felt it hit bottom deep within me. My own cock, still rock hard, dangled below me waiting for its turn. It only took a few minutes after this rhythm started that James was ready to cum. His breathing became ragged, the pounding much harder, and then finally the release. I was amazed at the heat I felt from the cum as it spurted in me. I wished it would never end, but end it did. I felt James pull his spent cock from my ass and I dropped down off my knees. I was covered in sweat, breathing deeply and feeling satisfied. If that had been the end of it… I’d have been a happy boy. But it wasn’t the end. Not by a long shot.
James got up, presumably to go clean up and I just lay on my stomach, cooling off, and basking in the good feelings. It was right about that moment that I felt a hand on my head, gently by firmly grasping my hair and guiding my head up from its resting place. I followed quickly to avoid having my hair pulled and found myself on my knees again. In the pitch dark I put my hands out to find a pair of knees, belonging to Ricky who had set up on the edge of the bed. I knew, instinctively, that he was pulling my head toward his cock. He didn’t have to pull too hard as the experience up to this point had been, at least, motivational. I felt the head of his cock hit my lips and opened my mouth to take it in. Happily, this cock was smaller and more manageable and I could hold it all in my mouth as it started to grow… which didn’t take long. Within moments it had reached full length and with some work, I was able to get it all in my throat. Ricky started guiding my head up and down. He laid back to make more room for my head as it bobbed up and down. In the meantime, Tim, who I had forgotten about had been laying in bed listening to the whole thing. I could hear him climbing out of bed and over to me from behind. He reached over and stopped Ricky from his activities and pulled me back. Next, I felt Tim standing up, and then pulling me up as well. I was pushed forward and laid across the twin bed that Ricky had evacuated. Hands grabbed both my arms and legs and rolled me over onto my back, with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. A pillow was stuffed under my butt to raise it up and my legs were lifted over, presumably, Tim’s shoulders. Ricky, who had been standing on the bed beside my head dropped his cock onto my face and I opened my mouth to receive it. He began a slow fucking of my face at an angle that was perfect to allow it to enter my throat without choking me. Moments into the mouth fucking I felt what could have been a horse cock start to play around the entrance to my ass. Tim was, it felt, extraordinarily hung and my ass was the pussy he was about to use. Sensing that there was no stopping now, I gripped the sheets at both sides of me and prepared for the onslaught. I felt a hand on my own cock at this point. Guessing that James had returned with some type of lube I felt a liberal amount of cool gel being worked around my ass and over my cock and balls. Then I heard Tim’s horse cock being lubed up. As I felt the tip of that cock come in contact with my asshole and begin working its way in I held my breath and braced for the pain. There was no gradual application of pressure, just the firm resolve of a young man dedicated to burying his oversize cock in a willing hole. Ricky pulled his cock from my mouth to allow me to cry out (or out of fear of getting bit, either way). As that cock buried up to the hilt in my ass and I settled down, the cock reentered my mouth and for the first time ever, I was being double penetrated. The boys somehow managed to work together creating and in and out rhythm that allowed them to pick up speed. Before long I was being sawed back and forth and used like a ragdoll. I was loving every minute of it. Next, I felt the third pair of hands grasping my cock and allowing it to pass through its fingers as I was moved back and forth on the two cocks. I had three horny men working me over at one time and I was getting close to blowing my own load. Before I could, however, i felt the cock in my mouth start to jerk and swell, getting ready to empty itself in me. I braced for the squirt that was to come. Once it started, it choked me with its quantity and I felt my mouth filling and the creamy prize flowing out past my lips. Withing moments I also felt the horse cock filling my ass start to empty its load deep within my bowel. Blast after blast warmed my insides and that additional sensation was enough to push my own cock over the edge – with James pointing my cock at my own mouth and directing the stream of cum past my lips. For the moment, it was as if time stood still. Gradually, the monster cock in my ass was pulled out and I was turned straight in the bed and covered with a sheet. Within minutes I had fallen into the deepest sleep of my life.
Fishing would never be the same.
