Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2006 15:31:23 +0100 (BST)
From: Jay Bee <jbspam2000@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Outdoorsman part 2

Nick continued to groan with enjoyment as Blake slid the buzzing vibrator
in and out of him. Trussed firmly to the tree, he didn't have much
choice. Unfortunately life was about to get a little more complicated -
Nick suddenly realised he could see someone approaching through the trees
in front of him. Two someones. Three someones. All of them were looking his
way and could see what was going on.

To Nick's squirming embarrassment and displeasure, the three made a beeline
for the action. To his surprise he found this made him even hornier than
ever. Nick could only watch as they picked their way through the
undergrowth towards them. The three of them were young and fit outdoors
types, obviously ramblers. Each of them had their eyes glued on him, or at
least various parts of his anatomy.

"Took your time, didn't you?" said Blake.

Are you kidding me? thought Nick. You invited these guys along too?

Blake ripped away the tape fastening Nick to the tree, making him shriek in
agony, before the four of them turned him around so his back was to the
tree. They then used more tape to fasten him in place once again.

One of the ramblers, a tanned, brown-haired, muscular 20-something,
unfastened the buttons on his shirt and slowly pulled it off. He stood in
front of Nick, gazed into his eyes for a moment, and then kneeled in front
of him. Slowly and gently he took Nick's raging hard on into his mouth and
began to explore it with his tongue.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh!" groaned Nick.

"Like that, do ya, pussyboy?" said one of the other ramblers, a short but
very broad black-haired stud.

Without further ado, the black-haired one grabbed Nick's left nipple and
twisted it hard.

"Grrrrrahhhhhhhhh!" screamed Nick around his mouthful of tape.

"Oh yeah!" exclaimed the other rambler, a cute 30-something blond, who now
also grabbed a nipple and began to twist.

Nick groaned and moaned as his nipples were tweaked and pinched, his ass
pounded by the vibrator, his cock aching for more as the hot, wet mouth
slid up and down his iron-hard shaft. The combination of pain and pleasure
was driving him crazy and he began to mewl with enjoyment. The ramblers to
either side of him began to kiss, nibble and bite his shoulders and chest.

Nick gasped and squirmed, on and on it went. The tension built and built in
his balls and cock until he felt he could stand it no longer. His muscles
tensed up hard as his body prepared to spurt thick come... and suddenly the
action stopped.

"Wh?" came Nick's muffled cry of surprise.

Blake pulled the vibrator out of him and turned it off. The brown-haired
rambler released his cock and the other two let go of his nipples. Blake
ripped the tape off Nick once again, making him shriek even louder as the
tape across his mouth was removed.

"Shut the fuck up, faggot!" said Blake, and shoved him towards the
Landcruiser.

"Help me get him up," Blake called to the other three.

Up? Up where? thought Nick. Oh, you have got to be kidding me!

Nick looked up at the roof of the Landcruiser and saw the roof rack mounted
on top of it. As he stood there in astonishment at the thought of being
carried around on top of it, the four others grabbed him and all but
dragged him up the ladder on the back of the vehicle. As they clambered
around, the vehicle bounced and swayed. They tied Nick down on his back,
spreadeagle, with his aching dick pointing straight up at the sky.

Having got Nick well and truly secured with a number of straps, they all
jumped in and Blake drove off. The Landcruiser bounced along across the
rough countryside, with Nick on top of it for anyone to see. But there was
no-one around. In the hot sun, Nick closed his eyes and waited for the
vehicle to stop again.

After an indeterminate length of time, the Landcruiser finally jerked to a
halt under the shade of a small copse of trees. Blake's door opened and he
called to "Ryan" to come and help him out. Ryan, the tanned brown-haired
20-something, got out and helped Blake to unstrap Nick from the roof. The
other two, Logan (blond) and Dominic (broad and black-haired) as it turned
out, also got out and began fiddling with something. From his awkward point
of view, Nick couldn't see very well, but once he was manhandled down by
Blake and Ryan, it became clear that Logan and Dom were untangling a length
of rope. All were by now bare-chested and ready for action. Nick took the
opportunity to study them more carefully.

Dom had at least a 50 inch chest, his lats widening outwards as they joined
huge powerful shoulders. His pecs hung like big slabs of meat, large dark
nipples erect and taut. A fine coating of black hair covered the enormous
muscles and ran in a thin line down between heavily-defined abs. His skin
had a faint sheen of sweat.

Ryan was also quite heavily muscled, albeit not as much as Dom. He was
still pant-tighteningly horny, with a short rough-looking haircut. His
chest hair was limited to a short line that ran downwards from his navel.

Logan was the smallest of the four, although quite tall. His muscles were
defined and neat, but not too large. Logan had only the very faintest blond
fuzz on his body.

Dom walked over to a nearby tree, and, muscles rippling and straining,
heaved his wide-chested frame up into the tree. He clambered amongst the
branches, testing each for strength until he finally found one he liked. He
called down to Logan for the rope. Logan threw it to him, and Dom looped it
over the branch. Nick's heart pounded. Just what were they planning now?

Nick turned back towards the Landcruiser to see Blake emerging from it with
a plastic crate. He walked over until he was underneath the rope and then
put the crate down on the ground. He turned to Nick.

"Well?"

Nick shrugged.

"Get your pussy ass on the crate, faggot!" Blake bellowed.

Nick jumped at the volume of the command, and scurried over to the
crate. He sat down on it.

"Jeez...what the fuck? I meant STAND on it, dickhead!"

Nick got up and then stood on the crate. Dom lowered the rope down until it
was just above Nick's head.

"Get your arms up," commanded Ryan.

Nick obeyed.

Ryan grabbed the end of the rope and tied it firmly to a metal handhold. He
pushed Nick's hands onto it and made him grip it, and then with a second
rope, tied his wrists to the handhold. Dom pulled the rope tight and
knotted it around the branch securely. He clambered down.

Blake swaggered up until he was standing directly in front of Nick. With a
sneer he kicked away the crate, leaving Nick hanging from the tree. The
ropes tightened around his wrists, holding him in place as the others
gathered around and started fondling him. Ryan began gently kissing the
back of his neck whilst Dom grabbed his balls and began to tug gently at
them. Blake had once again produced an enormous dildo, which he and Logan
were busy lubing up.

Nick gasped and squirmed as Blake wandered around behind him, ready to
torture him once again with the dildo. Logan grabbed both Nick's nipples
and began twiddling them between his fingers as Dom crouched down and
slowly, expertly, slid Nick's aching cock into his mouth, right down until
Nick felt Dom's nose touch his pubic hair.

As this was happening, Ryan continued kissing Nick's back and Blake, rather
more gently this time, began sliding the thick dildo up Nick's
asshole. Blake switched the vibration on and Nick felt the humming
sensation spread through his pelvis. He groaned quietly.

"Yeah, you still want it, don't you, faggot?" Blake whispered into his ear.

Nick didn't respond.

"Do we really need to repeat this lesson?" Blake whispered, nipping at his
earlobe.

Nick groaned.

"Last warning. Beg. Beg for it. Beg or I'll MAKE you beg."

Nick shook his head.

"OK. If that's the way you want it."

Blake returned to the Landcruiser and then came back with the box of toys
he had been using before. He passed it to Logan. Dom slid Nick's cock
slowly out of his mouth and reached between Nick's legs. Logan opened the
box and passed him a leather ball harness, which Dom slipped around Nick's
bulging ballsac. He reached again between Nick's legs and came back with a
large heavy-looking spherical weight with a hook on it.

Dom proceeded to hang the weight off Nick's bollocks. He reached through
his legs again and came back with another. He hung
that. Another. Another. Nick's bulging, aching balls were stretched further
and further out. As the process began to become painful, Blake began
ramming the vibrator harder and harder into him, making him grunt and
gasp. Just when Nick thought that would be enough to drive him crazy, Ryan
unfurled the whip and began lashing him across the back, at precisely the
same time that Logan tightened his grip and began to yank and pull on
Nick's tortured nipples.

The pain shot through his body like bolts of electricity, making him twist
and buck and cry out for more. He gritted his teeth as tears dribbled
involuntarily from his eyes, and his cock bobbed and swayed in erect
pleasure. He groaned and gasped and finally began to beg.

"Please...please....pleeease stop!"

"You brought this on yourself, Nicky boy..." Ryan sighed down his ear,
before giving him another lash with the whip.

"Please...I'll do anything...just let me come!"

"Oh, I don't know about that," said Dom from groin-level.

"Oh, we could give him a breather. Before stage two," leered Logan, giving
Nick's nipples an extra-hard tweak.

"What do you think? Ready for stage two?" said Blake.

"What's stage two?" asked Nick.

"We weren't talking to you, fucker," snarled Dom, and sank his teeth
pointedly into Nick's upper thigh.

Nick cried out, and panted in exhaustion.

"OK, lets go for stage two," said Blake.

Blake repositioned the crate underneath Nick and he gratefully stood on
it. While Logan continued to tease his nipples, Dom and Ryan untied Nick's
wrists. Dom clambered back into the tree and lowered the rope down
again. This time Ryan and Blake make Nick lie on the ground while they tied
the rope firmly around his ankles. Dom began to haul on the rope, huge
muscles flexing as he hoisted Nick upside-down into the air. Logan stood
directly in front of Nick and gently stroked his inverted thighs.

Once Nick's head was bobbing at groin level, Dom tied the rope tight again
and came down from the tree. Immediately, Logan moved forward, and sank
Nick's cock into his mouth. Nick had little choice but to do likewise,
letting Logan's throbbing erection slide into him. He slid his tongue all
over the taut head and vein-covered shaft as it slid rhythmically in and
out. A warm, wet, sweet fluid started to drool freely out of the
cockhead. From the corners of his eyes, Nick could see the others stood
around, slowly jerking their own cocks.

After several minutes, during which Logan became increasingly vocal, Logan
finally pulled away. No sooner had he done so than Ryan took his
place. Once again Nick 69'd slowly and sensuously with one of his
tormentors, slobbering hungrily at his thick, rock-hard cock, sliding his
tongue lovingly over its heavily-veined skin and velvet-smooth cockhead.

Ryan's soft moans became increasingly high-pitched until he too was forced
to pull away before he blew his load. Dom all but pushed him out of the way
to take his own turn. Nick's mouth once again accepted the long, thick,
juicy shaft, slobbering happily on its hard flesh. Dom also was a drooler,
and Nick tasted the sweet flavour of pre-cum slowly filling his mouth as he
stimulated the aching, quivering cockflesh. Dom's own efforts were not
unwelcome. Nick could feel his cock pulsating slowly in sheer pleasure as
Dom resumed his previous deepthroating.

Just as Nick felt he couldn't take much more, Dom reluctantly pulled away
and Blake took over. Blake slowly toyed with Nick's cock and Nick sucked
hard. Blake's throbbing shaft twitched and jumped in his mouth and Nick
realised he was pretty close to release. Backing off a little, Nick slowed
his sucking and began to stimulate the shaft gently with slow licks.

"Ohhhh fuck," moaned Blake

After several more minutes, Blake's cock was twitching more and more
frequently. He let out a long, low moan of satisfaction and finally
announced that he couldn't take any more.

He pulled away. Dom clambered up the tree once more and they lowered Nick
down again. They untied him from the rope as Blake once again fetched
something from the Landcruiser.

When Blake returned, they dragged him across to a large flat
treestump. They tied lengths of rope to his wrists and ankles. Blake handed
out the items he'd brought from the Landcruiser - condoms and
tenthooks. They tied the tenthooks to the other end of the ropes and pulled
Nick bodily onto the treestump, so that Nick lay on it on his stomach. With
a mallet, each of them secured one of the tenthooks into the ground,
fastening Nick securely down.

Masturbating gently, each guy slid their condom on. Blake went first,
lubing his cock, getting behind Nick, and sliding his erection slowly into
Nick's ass. Nick gasped with pleasure as Blake settled into a slow but deep
rhythm, slowly fucking in and out, in and out, Nick groaning with each deep
stroke. Blake's breathing became steadily heavier as he began to pump
harder and harder, pushing Nick forwards with each thrust. Blake began to
gasp and cry out, his voice becoming more and more hoarse as he began to
reach climax.

Thrusting frantically, Blake finally reached his peak and began to come
explosively into his condom. Nick mewled and moaned with pleasure. Shaking,
Blake pulled his softening cock out. Ryan pushed him aside and immediately
plunged in to continue Nick's pleasure, and his own.

Ryan started off with a hard rhythm, banging away vigorously and making
Nick shout and gasp as the breath was slammed out of him. Nick begged and
moaned, but all Ryan said was "Shut the fuck up, bitch!"

Ryan continued to pump harder and faster than Blake, making Nick's ass
twitch with pleasure. Nick's cock was aching with the stimulation and need
for release as Ryan finally began to spew thick white fluid into his
condom. As soon as he was spent, Logan hopped on. Logan was gentler but was
still urgently in need of release. Nick's cock was simply screaming with
the need to come, but with no hands, ass or tongue to stimulate it, it
could only sit there, throbbing and hard as iron, and weep pre-cum in
frustration.

"Make that bitch really moan," murmured Dom, waiting for his own
opportunity.

Logan thrust and thrust, groaning and moaning, the others egging him on
with shouts of encouragement. Nick's eyes closed as he began to feel
increasingly delirious with sexual pleasure. With a final shout of wordless
joy, Logan's cock erupted in Nick's ass.

Dom moved in as Logan retreated, and slipped in. Dom's cock was thicker
than the others, and made Nick groan loudly as it slid deeply into him. As
it rubbed against his prostate, Nick felt a tiny dribble of cum work its
way along his urethra. It pooled in the opening of his cockhead and dripped
onto the floor. Shakily, Nick said "Do me a favour Dom. Make me fucking
come."

"I'll do my best," said Dom.

Dom proceeded to set up a slow rhythm, sliding his cock almost completely
out before plunging it back in. Each long stroke made Nick's prostate
twitch. Stroke after long stroke was slowly driving Nick over the edge,
making his voice increase in pitch and making him shake more and more. He
began to pant frantically as the feeling of sexual pleasure
intensified. Dom quickened his pace only a little, but was also beginning
to shake uncontrollably. Nick felt the approaching edge of the orgasm, now
able only to emit short gasps of agonised joy. His cock slowly drooled a
long string of come down the side of the treestump as his legs began to
frantically spasm.

"Fuuuck yeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Nick screamed.

Dom grunted, and his own legs began to buckle.

"Just a little bit further!" he gasped.

"Can't!" groaned Nick. "C...Coming!"

Nick felt the orgasm slowly engulf his aching cock as it began to
frantically spit come all over the treestump. Dom groaned and also began to
dump his thick come. As the two of them shook and swayed, the other three
cheered. Nick and Dom were too busy enjoying the sensation of their cocks
releasing to care.

Finally, when it was over, they cleaned up and dressed.

"Let's get you home," said Blake, clapping Nick on the shoulder.