Date: Tue, 21 Oct 2003 23:03:58 EDT
From: Bgerrypb@aol.com
Subject: Canoeing trip down Saco Part 2

Chapter 5: New Found Friends?

Robby's hands continued to press on my back as another pair of hands swirled
around on my back massaging cum into me.  I twisted my head to see who was
assaulting me.  Danny's face popped in front of me.  His big white teeth smiled
back.  He had a devilish look on him.  He pulled his hands away from me and cum
dripped onto the sleeping bag.  His hands were covered, dripping, slimy.
Robby finally stopped pumping my ass.  He must have cum a pint.  My ass squished
and drooled cum out as he pulled away.  I turned, and his now limp five inches
hung and continued to drip.  He towered over me, and then he collapsed onto
me.  The cum in my ass again flooded out as his weight bore down on me.  His
slimy cock met mine.  We became one massive nasty slug of boy.  The suction of
escaping cum kept us together.  Danny lay down next to us to enjoy the heat of
what had just taken place.
            I knew I wasn't sleeping this time.  This was very real.  Every
drizzle of cum, every inch of flesh.  Robby lay on me.  Danny lay next to us.
Our lips met in the center and we three-kissed.  As we turned toward each
other, our cocks met.  We were our own triangle of passion.  My cock sprung to
life again.  Danny shuffled his body down toward my now throbbing cock.  Robby
continued to kiss and lick.  My cock disappeared into a new warmth.  Danny must
have devoured me.  I could feel the back of his throat pushing on my cock
head.  The wet and warmth overcame me.  I felt lightheaded even as I lay down.  I
felt the blood leave me and dizziness overtake me.  Robby's tongue searched
every feature of my face, ears, neck.  Danny found every millimeter of my cock,
balls, and stomach.  I came over and over again, but neither boy stopped.  I
was being emptied.  I couldn't believe this was happening.  I began to feel
sick.  I needed to wretch, but I didn't know why.  I felt like a knife was
cutting me from inside me through my abs.  But Danny didn't stop; Robby didn't
stop.  Then I realized Danny had something up my ass.  It wasn't like the feeling
of Robby's cock.  It was longer and moving.  It was pushing into me; too far
into me.  It buzzed.  I could hear it.  Maybe because I was finally conscious
of it now.  It pushed into me further and further.  It hurt.  I wanted it out.
But I was paralyzed.  I was in an all too familiar trance.  I could feel my
cock; the vacuum of Danny's throat.  Robby's tongue lapped and sucked, nibbled
and bit.  And the mysterious invader in my ass continued to drill into me.  I
moaned.  I screamed, but I couldn't hear myself.  I lifted my hands, but they
didn't move.  They were pinned.  Underneath Robby's knees.  Danny stopped
sucking.  He sat up; the foreign ass-invader disappeared.  My ass snapped shut.
Pain shot through me right up my spine.  Robby backed off of me.  I could
move again.

Chapter 6: All in a Night

            I shook myself.  I could finally move me hands.  When I did, I
sat up to see Danny and Robby sitting Indian style beside me laughing.  But
everything was different.  They were wearing their shorts.  I was wearing mine.
Then I noticed my lap was filled with cum.  I didn't understand.  They were
just with me naked and dripping of cum as well.  My ass still hurt.  But no
invader was there.
            Danny spoke up, "Dude, you should have seen yourself.  You were
squirming all around and hard as a rock.  You came all over yourself.  We
thought you had pissed yourself until I touched it and realized it was all sticky.
That is so gross!"
            I didn't know what to say.  I wanted to cry.  I thought they
lived it with me.  What was going on with me anyway?  It was so real, AGAIN!  I
need some help.
            Robby laughed and squeezed out of the tent.  Danny followed him.
I changed as quickly as I could.  Man, twice in one day?  What the hell is
wrong with me?  I mopped up my crotch with yet another pair of short and pulled
on my boxers.
            Danny crawled back in the tent after about ten minutes.  "Are you
OK?"
            "Danny, I don't know.  I keep having these stupid dream...you
wouldn't understand."
            "Sure I would, you mean like sex dreams?"
            "Yeah, but not like you thin...oh never mind."
            "It's OK, really, you can share with me.  I won't tell anyone.
It was funny though, you came right there in front of us.  But that's cool, we
all have them."
            "Not like me you don't."
            "What the hell you talking about?"
            "I mean, well, my dreams aren't like what you'd think...it is like
...well weird."
            "You aren't telling me anything like this."
            "Well, it is like... let me ask you this first.  Didn't we go
swimming this afternoon?"
            "Of course we did.  What is wrong with you?"
            "When we were wrestling..."
            "Wrestling? What do you mean?"
            "I mean when we started pantsing each other in the river."
            "Dude, what are you smoking?  All we did was swim around a bit
and then go to dinner."
            "See, that's what I mean, all I can remember about swimming was
wrestling and pantsing each other and getting har...forget it...I must need a
doctor."
            "Were you about to say getting hard?  You dreamed we were naked
and hard while we were swimming?"
            "See, that's it, it didn't seem like a dream to me at all.  I
really thought we did that."
            "What else happened in your dream, this is weird."
            "You don't want to know."
            "Sure man, it is crazy but it sounds fun."
            "Do you really think so? Man, most guys would beat the shit outta
me if I said I dreamed about naked guys."
            "Well, it isn't my thing, but it sounds crazy enough."
            "I dreamed we were wrestling around and pulling each other's
shorts off.  We kept on wrestling and after a bit everyone had erections.  You
know, from wrestling around.  Then we just stopped."  I left out the weirdest
part because I didn't know if I could trust Danny or not.  Not with this anyway.
            "That's it?  Oh man, I can't believe that is all."
            "What do you mean?  That's not weird enough?"
            "Jared, I thought you were going tell me we were jerking each
other off or something.  There is nothing wrong with getting some wood when you
wrestle.  My brother catches wood every time he wrestled.  He said it proves he
is a man."
            "You don't think it's weird I dreamed of guys naked and
wrestling?"
            "I have had some weird dreams myself, not in front of my friends
of course.  But I had a dream once where I was sleeping in the gym.  I don't
even know why, but this guy comes up to me in the bleachers and puts his arm
around me.  He puts his hand on my thigh.  He rubs around and gets me all
hardened up.  He unzips me and then goes down on me.  I cum right in his mouth.
Then I wake up.  I have had that same dream like ten times.  But it is just a
dream.  I don't like guys or anything.  I wouldn't share that with just anyone
either."
            "Danny, there was more.  We went running in to the water.  Before
long arms and legs and fingers pried every part of each others bodies. Jabs
and pokes and grabs and pushes. We were a mangled nest of boy. Before long some
of the boys got a bit feisty.  The first pair of shorts to fly through the air
..."
I relayed the story with every detail I could remember.  Danny paid
attention.  He even had to adjust his cock a few times.  As did I, as I continued on in
the story.  I told him about the second dream as well.  He was obviously
intrigued.  By now we were laying across our sleeping bags.  I was hard and
popping out of my boxers.  Danny was hard and constantly adjusting himself.  When I
finished telling about the two dreams, I stopped.
            "What about the third dream? What was that about?"
            "Third dream?"
            "Yeah, when Robby was here."
            "Man, another time."
            "Oh come on.  These are great."
            "You think so?"
            "Dude, they are just dreams.  It isn't like you are really gay
or anything."
            I wasn't sure if he was asking me or telling me.  I was getting
more nervous now.  I didn't wasn't to share the third dream with him.  So I
said, "What if I told you Robby was in it?"
            "So, what difference would that make?  He was in the first one
wasn't he?"
            "I guess so."
            "So what's stopping you?"
            "OK, OK.  But Danny, you are in it too... I could nearly hear the
splashing around as I wandered into a dreamy state. I could feel the brush of
flesh against my own. My cock swirling in the river. Hands groping again.
Grabbing, sliding, slipping, grabbing again."  When I finished with the dream
right up to Danny and Robby sitting there laughing at me, Danny faced looked
distant.  I glanced down at his shorts as he lay on his side and a large wet spot
covered his shorts.  He was in a trance of his own now.
            I waved my hand in front of his eyes and he didn't blink, look
away, nothing.  He could have been dead with his eyes open.  I nudged closer to
him and I could feel his breathe.  But he didn't move at all.  I am not sure
why, but I ran my hand down his side and stopped at his waist.  Still he didn't
move.  I got brave and moved my hand to feel his wet spot on his shorts.  The
dampness was warm.  His cock jumped and I pulled my hand away.  Danny still
didn't move at all.  Just his cock.  I decided this was it.  I used both hands
to slip his shorts down.  In doing so he rolled on his back.  He was still in
his coma.  His cock sprung up and slapped his belly as I slid his shirt right
to his ankles and then off completely.  His six inches looked inviting.  I
threw off my own boxers and crawled between his legs.  I opened up his legs to
see his soft flesh sagging.  His balls were just like mine, but the hairs were
reddish and nearly invisible.  I got up close and could smell him.  Sweet but
slightly like dirty underwear.  I still liked it.  He just stared up at the
tent ceiling.  He was like a big doll.  I moved his legs up and bent them like he
was doing sit ups.  His arse hole came into view.  A soft red circle puffed
out a little.  His balls hung down to barely cover this hole.  I gave his cock
a nice grab and jerked it about.  I noticed it was leaking precum still.
Every time I jerked it upward, a little drip came to the tip of his penis.  I
looked real close.  I could have licked it with my tongue if I had opened my
mouth.  Before I knew it, I flipped my tongue like a frog and caught the drop.  It
tasted salty.  It reminded me of a taffy candy I had once at the ocean.  I
rubbed around some more.  Danny didn't move and inch.  I finally decided to try
something.  I wanted to see if I could bury his cock in my mouth.  And I found
I could.  At first I just lapped at the head, then put my mouth over his
entire head and shaft.  Before long I was pushing my nose into his stomach.  I was
ready to cum.  I didn't want to waste it.  I came up for air.  I grabbed my
own shaft and put it at the red soft circle.  I pushed it slowly into the tight
fit.  I came just as my head slipped by the grip of his arse hole.  As I came
my cock slid into him.  For the first time Danny's eyes shifted.  He was
looking right at me.  A smile crested his beautiful face.  His cock exploded with a
shot of cum into the air.  He came over and over again.  I began to ram my
cock into him.  His arms grabbed around my waist and back and pulled me to him.
Our lips met and tongues danced together.  I continued to fill him and he
continued to blast cum into our chests.  It was beautiful.  And best of all, this
time it was real...

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