Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2015 19:13:25 +0000
From: Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
Subject: Ranch's Bitch

Chapter 1

I was anxiously waiting for the day I'd be going to camp with my three best
buddies, Mark, Brian and Ted. We've been friends for at least three years
now, since we started college together. Mark's family had this ranch on the
mountains with a nice area where he used to camp. He said it was the best
place to bring chicks, coz that was an isolated location, and they would
make everything he wanted. Unfortunately, there was no chicks coming with
us, but we were not going there for sex (at least, that's what I thought).
We agreed that we'd be staying there for the weekend. It would be nice, coz
there was this small lake that would be awesome during that hot summer. On
the day of the trip, I had my bag ready with me. Mark would drive us
there. When I heard his car stopping outside, I rushed to go out and don't
leave them waiting. Brian was on the passenger seat and I went straight to
the back seat with Ted. We were all good looking guys. Ted and Mark played
football professionally, they were really big and intimidating, Brian and
me were more like normal guys, but as we used to swim a lot, we had lean
and nice bodies too. Ted was wearing a top tank, showing off his huge
muscles. I always wanted to have muscles like his, but I think my body
wasn't made for that.

On our way to the mountains, we talked about a lot of stuff, till Brian
started talking about Amy, a woman he was fucking. He started giving
details of her, how big her tits were, how she would suck him and ride his
cock for hours. Ted, by my side, was visibly excited. As I saw him moving
his legs impatiently, I looked at him to check if he was ok, and noticed a
big, or better, a huge volume between his legs. That was so big that I kept
looking for some time. I wasn't into guys, but it's not everyday someone
sees something like that. When I realized I was staring for too long, I
looked at him just to realize he was staring back at me the whole time. We
smiled and I quickly looked to the other side, pretending I was enjoying
the view.

Once we got to the ranch, I could see how nice it was. It had a very nice
view of the mountains and the lake was really beautiful. When Mark opened
the car trunk, I couldn't understand one thing. They had brought so many
things that should be enough for the whole week. I had to ask why they
brought so many stuff. They answered they brought things enough for one
week because we would be staying there for at least seven days. I said it
couldn't be true, because we agreed we'd be staying for just two days.
Brian calmly explained I definitely misunderstood them. I knew I could stay
there for the whole week, because I was on vacations and I lived by myself,
so I didn't need to tell anyone about what I would do, but I had brought
clothes for only two days. Even worse, when I opened my backpack, I
realized I had brought only two t-shirts, one shorts, two undies and had
forgotten my swimsuit. I was in panic. Seeing my reaction, Mark said I
didn't have to worry because he had some old clothes there and he could
lend me some. They would be small, but would be enough.

Ted suggested we should go and take a bath at the lake. Mark said he had to
organize everything and assemble the tent. Brian had to help him, so Ted
begged for me to come with him. As I didn't have a swimsuit, I said I
didn't know what to do, but Mark asked me to go to the cabin and look for
an old swimsuit he had there. I did as he suggested and getting to the
cabin, I noticed it was very old and dirty. No one could actually sleep
there. It was smelly and I felt like it could fall at any moment. I went
straight to the place where he said I'd find the swimsuit and found an old,
red small speedo. I left my backpack there and changed, trying to fit
myself in that small speedo. That was very embarrassing, but I didn't know
what else I could do. I couldn't waste my other clothes by swimming in them
as I didn't have many.

When I got out, the three of them started laughing at me. They were now all
shirtless but wearing boardshorts, whereas I was there, wearing a small,
old and ridiculous speedo. When I approached Ted, he said we should first
wear some sunscreen. He asked me to help him with his back. I thought it
was ok, since we were friends. I put some on his back and spread it all
over his skin, till his lower back. Then he asked me if I needed help, I
said it was ok, but he insisted, so I turned my back to him. I knew I had a
nice ass that was bigger than the average, but Ted got really excited about
it.

`Andy, that's a nice ass you got here. How come I never noticed it?'

Of course I didn't know what to answer, so I just thanked him and said it
should be due to my swimming practice. He pressed the sunscreen tube on my
back and soon I felt his hands all over me. Those were strong and tough
hands, holding my back with strength and energy. His hands travelled up and
down. He didn't stop at my back. He would spread it on my legs and almost
touched my butt for several times, till he said I was good to go.

We swam for a while but he wouldn't forget my ass.

`But, seriously, Andy. How come you have this ass? It looks like a chick's
ass, you know?'

`I don't know. Really. Genetics maybe?'

`Yeah, maybe'

At this time, we were sitting at a part of the lake that was very shallow.

`Can you show it to me again?'

`What are you talking about? That's gay!'

`Oh, there's nothing gay about it. I know I have big muscles and I also
know you were looking at them in the car. And I wouldn't call you gay
because of that' I blushed, momentously, not knowing how to answer that
`So, I just wanna see your muscles too. Gluts are just muscles, man'

He got a point. After his explanation, I stood up and turned my butt to
him.

`Ok, but don't make it look gay, ok?' I don't know exactly what I was
thinking when I asked that. There's no way to have a guy looking at your
ass and say this doesn't look gay.

`Course not. Wow, that's really nice. Can I touch it?'

`Of course not' I said looking to the mountains.

`Why not? If you asked me to touch my muscles, I'd let you. This is more
like a curiosity thing only. I just want to understand what it feels like
so maybe I'll try to work out my bums more. Trust me.'

I thought he really meant that because he was definitely a gym rat and I'd
never say Ted had any gay tendencies. So, I let him touch it.

`Thanks, man' he started touching it over the speedo, but, suddenly, he
pulled the back part of my small swimsuit below my bums and started
touching again. I was still holding the front part, so he wouldn't pull it
down completely. I think I was there for some minutes when he asked me to
bend forward a little bit.

`Yeah, just pretend you are picking up something from the floor'

I did as he asked and I saw he was now on his knees. I could see him on the
other side of my legs, and, to my surprise, he was pitching the biggest
tent ever, maybe even bigger than moments ago in the car. When I saw that,
I realized I had to get out from there, coz that `touching butt' thing was
getting weird. When I stood up again, I saw Brian coming towards us,
getting inside the lake. He came, watching me with my uncovered ass turned
to Ted, and Ted touching, rubbing and grabbing it.

`You look like two nasty fags' said Brian laughing as approached us.

Before I could say anything, Ted spoke first. `It's not gay or
anything. It's just he got such a nice ass that I had to see it well. Come
and take a look yourself'

Brian was now kneeling beside Ted, and both of them started grabbing my
ass.

`This is really a nice ass, Andy' said Brian `It looks like a chick's bum,
or even better'

`That's what I told him' said Ted.

I thought that was enough, I decided I had to put an end to that. I pulled
up my speedo again and turned to them. I saw the both of them kneed down,
proudly showing two big tents in their shorts. I don't know how they could
say that wasn't gay, when the both of them were horny like that. I said I'd
change again because I was feeling uncomfortable wearing those tight
speedos.

I left the both of them at the lake and went back to the cabin, where I had
left my backpack. I went to the old room where I was before but couldn't
find my stuff there. It wasn't possible. I was sure I had left it there. I
looked for it everywhere, but nothing. I went out to ask Mark, now almost
done with the tent, if he had seen it. He said he was with Brian working on
the tent the whole time, so he had no clue. I went inside and looked for it
again, but nothing. I should have left it somewhere else and didn't
remember. I went outside and looked for it everywhere, but found nothing.
Mark saw how desperate I was and suggested I should go back to the cabin
and try some of his old clothes till I could find my bag. I thought it
would be a good idea since I was feeling weird walking around only in those
speedos. I went back and found more clothes around, but none of his old
shorts would fit my big ass. I tried everything and only his underwear
would fit me, because they were elastic. However, they would be so indecent
in me I felt like I was naked. I found a couple t-shirts and at least those
ones fit me. They were still short, so they didn't help to hide my ass
properly. I got this old t-shirt `I love something' stamped on it, and
moved to where Mark was. He saw me and laughed for a while.

`Sorry, Andy. Those are old stuff from when I was still skinny. But you can
change back to your stuff when you find them, right?'

`Yeah, just hope I find them soon enough'

`You certainly will. Now can you help me with this?' he said pointing to an
unfinished part of the tent.

I helped Mark, afraid he would say something about my ass, but he didn't.
However, I couldn't help but notice that he was horny just like the other
guys. I couldn't believe that I was making them horny. That was just not
possible.