Date: Sun, 9 Nov 2008 15:37:56 -0500
From: Jake Toksmer <jtoksmer@gmail.com>
Subject: College and Grad School 25

Thanks to everyone, as always.  Sorry it's been such a long time since I
posted - life has been busy!


Chapter 25: Day Two

I woke up in the morning feeling great.  I had rolled away from Alex,
however, lying on my stomach with my right arm out towards him.  It was
numb, since he had rolled onto it at some point.  I tried to pull it
towards me and managed without disturbing him too much, or so I think.  I
laid there for a while and finally couldn't take it anymore and got up.  It
was about 8:30am... you'd think that on vacation I'd be able to stay
asleep, but no.

I got up and went downstairs to find some breakfast.  I poured a bowl of
cereal and went down to the dock, still starkers.  I ate my cereal and
enjoyed the peace and calm of the lake, the sunlight shimmering off the
surface.  I was sitting on the edge when Joe came down and sat down next to
me.  He didn't make a sound, and neither did I.  I just sat there and
dipped my feet into the water while he ate his breakfast.  It was calm and
easy - really comfortable to be sitting out there enjoying the quiet
morning.

We didn't say anything for the next half hour while we just sat there.
Then we got up and headed back to the house, where things had started
moving.  Jeff, Tim, and Matt were awake and eating breakfast, and I heard
some water somewhere - so Alex, Tommy, and/or Dean were also up.

Vacation at the lake had definitely affected our mindsets, though I'm sure
that Alex's and my choice of attire, or rather lack thereof, had had an
influence, too.  Tim and Jeff were wearing boxers, while Matt and Joe were
wearing shorts.  Judging from the silhouette I had seen when Joe and I were
walking back to the house, Joe's mesh-like workout shorts were ALL he was
wearing.  Things were definitely moving underneath.

Tommy was the next person to come downstairs in a bathing suit and a tank
top.  He was the most built of all of us - in addition to the abs and pecs
that he had, which were stunning, his arms were quite sexy.  He had the
perfectly cut muscles, all the lines exactly where you expected (and
wanted) to see them.  Wearing the tank top meant his chest was covered and
those arms could take center stage - I have to admit, were it not for
covering himself up, my love of a handsome torso would have meant I
wouldn't have seen these beautiful arms.

At 10:30 we finally saw Dean and Alex, both coming downstairs at the same
time.  Alex had a big smile on his face and Dean had clearly just showered.

Matt voiced it first, "Did you need a piece of morning tail, Dean?"

Dean laughed and said he did, and Alex just smiled and said it was a nice
way to wake up.

They ate breakfast and we were sitting around thinking about what we'd do
for the day.  Everyone was into the idea of a hike, including Alex and me,
though I imagined I was not as enthusiastic because, well... naked bet.

Matt said he knew of a place that was "right around here" somewhere - that
it wouldn't be more than a couple of minutes to get there.  That put my
mind at ease, because just a few minutes, no big deal.  We wouldn't even
get to the highway or something, so there was really no reason to worry
about it at all.  And it was still a workday - granted, it was a Friday,
but still - I figured most people would not be up at the lake, and even if
they were, they wouldn't be up there until later.

So we all agreed to go find this place that was "right around here" and go
hike.  With the hills around there we figured we'd have a really nice view,
too.  Everyone got ready - for Alex and me, this only consisted of putting
on proper shoes - and packed some backpacks with water and some sandwiches.
Everyone was pretty much going the way they had been at breakfast -
granted, Jeff put on some hiking shorts and Tim put on his bathing suit.
Tommy was the only one wearing a shirt, and most everyone was wearing a
bathing suit.

I jumped into Alex's Wrangler, as did he and Joe and Jeff.  Matt, Tim, and
Dean jumped into Tommy's Cherokee and we started heading down the dirt-like
track that served as the road there.  After about ten minutes we were at
the main highway - just a two-lane blacktop that runs about thirty miles
until there's a full four-lane highway.

We stopped at the intersection, Tommy turned on his left signal (away from
the four-lane highway) and started to go when Alex honked the horn.  They
looked around but pulled out anyway, starting to drive down the road.  I
wasn't paying too much attention and besides, I was pretty comfortable at
this point, but we stayed stopped for a minute or two when Jeff couldn't
take it any more.

"GO ALREADY," he told Alex.

"But... but... we're... Matt said it was close," Alex said, turning around
to look at me for justification.

"It probably is," I said.

"But, do you want to go back... maybe grab some shorts or something?" he
said.

"No, I'm good.  I'm sure it's not far.  Unless you're... chicken?" I
taunted.

"No, I was just thinking... you know... in case."

"In case of what?  In case I don't want the guys to fuck me on the trail?
Ha!" I said.

That seemed to convince him enough that I wasn't backing out of our little
bet (seriously, that $100 would go a long way), so Alex pulled out onto the
road and we sped up until we caught up to Tommy (who fortunately is a
fairly slow driver).  I was comfortable with the fact that it wouldn't be
far, and I was also in the right rear passenger seat - I wasn't on display
in the front seats - Alex didn't have the roof or the doors on his car and
was thus clearly naked in the front seat.  Though all of us were shirtless,
so it's fairly doubtful that someone would notice if we were driving by.

After twenty minutes, however, we found ourselves in a small town.  Just a
couple of streets, and Tommy darted down a side street that took us around
the main square and off in a different direction.

Finally, after a solid forty-five minutes after that, we made it to a small
gravel parking area off a mountain road.  I was just glad to get out of the
car and get hiking - it was almost 1PM when we unloaded and started our
hike.  I was starving, though, and we broke into the sandwiches and ate
about ten minutes into the forest and up a "path" - it wasn't terribly well
marked.

Some of the guys immediately jumped up and started hiking again,
disappearing up the hill pretty quickly.  Tim, Matt and me sat there for
about twenty minutes, though, goofing off a little.  Tim sat down next to
me and started rubbing my knee, apparently too afraid to get more forward
and just ask me, so I asked him.

"Would you like some dessert, Tim?" I asked.

"Well, no... but do you???" he said.

"I'd love dessert, actually," I said, and got down on the ground in front
of him.

Tim stood up in order to pull down his bathing suit, then sat back down on
the log we had both been sitting on.  He was totally flaccid, so I had to
get him up and hard.  It didn't take long and I was soon wrapping my mouth
around his dick, sucking and sliding up and down his shaft.

I brought my hand up to play with his balls, rolling them lightly around in
my hand while I continued to suck his dick.  I brought my mouth all the way
off, then played with his head, flicking my tongue against it.  Right
before I went back down I took my hand off his balls and licked my middle
finger.  I left as much spit on my finger as I could and looked up at Tim's
face.

"Relax," I told him, and I wrapped my mouth around his dick again and moved
my hand, my finger, to his hole that was just barely exposed as he leaned
back on the log.  I put my finger right on his hole and pushed ever so
slightly.  It didn't really surprise Tim from what I could tell.  He let me
push my finger in more, and I inched it in until I had my whole finger up
in him.

He was breathing heavily while I continued to suck his cock, and then I
moved my finger forward just a little, which hit the right spot.  Tim
unloaded instantly into my mouth, his cum flying at the back of my throat.
I swallowed it all and let the force of his orgasm push my finger out of
his ass.  I wiped it off on his bathing suit while I cleaned up the
remaining few drops of cum dribbling out of the end of his dick.

I got up and we looked around.  It appeared that Matt had wandered off, but
we saw him up the hill from us in the same direction everyone else had
gone.  He was moving slowly, though, clearly not wanting to lose sight of
us and risking getting lost - he turned around several times.

Tim pulled up his bathing suit and we started to walk up the hill.  But as
we started off he told me he liked what I had done.

"Jake, that was cool... I didn't know that would work," he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Well, when you stuck your finger up my ass, I was a little surprised, but
it felt pretty good.  And I don't know what you did, but right there at the
end it felt awesome - I couldn't hold back!" he told me.

"Well, yeah.  That's your prostate; that's what makes it feel so good."

"Um, I'm a bio major, I know what the prostate is, haha.  I just didn't
know it would feel like that," he said.

"Well, yes... it feels like that, I suppose... though more so most of the
time.  I mean... well, I suppose you probably can imagine why guys like me
like to get fucked, huh?" I said, chuckling a little.

"Yeah... shit, if it feels like that, I'm surprised you don't blow your
load the moment one of us sticks it in there."

"Well, it's not the same thing... not exactly.  But as far as it feeling
good, well... there you go, haha!" I said.

We continued to walk up the hill; my dick was floppy again (I had gotten a
little hard while blowing Tim) and I had the taste of Tim's cum in my
mouth.  Hopefully we still had some drinks in one of the guys' backpacks.

We caught up to Matt and the three of us hiked for another thirty minutes
or so, until we started to wonder if maybe we had missed a different trail
the guys might have taken.  We stopped to look around - we were in fairly
densely-packed forest, so we couldn't really tell what the scenery was like
or see anything other than the few dozen feet around us.  I wasn't worried,
though - I was used to hiking and camping and being in those mountains - we
wouldn't be lost for days or anything.  I knew our worst-case scenario was
a night on the mountain, though we could still make out the trail we were
on, so that wasn't likely.

After a couple of minutes of listening, we heard a noise of some kind, so
we walked up the trail further, where we had heard the noise.  We came over
a little rise and there, on a big rock next to the trail, was Alex on all
fours, being spit-roasted between Tommy and Jeff.  Tommy was behind,
driving his massive manhood into Alex's ass.  Alex, meanwhile, was sucking
on Jeff's dick, but groaning intensely with every thrust Tommy made.
Whenever Alex came off of Jeff's dick, those groans turned to yelps.  I
actually wondered if Alex wasn't really enjoying it, but when he looked
over at us, he clearly was.

I got hard watching them, and it was impossible for me to hide.  I kind of
stepped to the rear of the group and started jacking my own dick.  Every
thrust of Tommy's dick into Alex, every moan Alex made, every time Jeff
told him that he was doing a good job or how good it felt, brought me a
little closer to cumming myself.

Joe noticed me standing there, jacking off, and he walked over to me and
put his hand on my shoulder, his other hand going to my dick.  I took my
hand away and he put his where mine had been, and kept jacking my cock.  It
felt so awesome.  Though I was enjoying this weekend - sucking dick and
getting fucked - it was nice to have someone else touch my dick besides me.
I didn't last long, and quietly exhaled as I shot my load.

In front of Joe and I, everyone else was transfixed by the scene in front
of them.  Jeff had blown his load and was just watching now, an almost
bird's eye view of Tommy's dick reaming Alex.  Alex was moaning up a storm
and starting to shout as Tommy picked up his pace.

"Yes!  Fuck!  Tommy!  Ahhhhhh!  Yes!!!!" he was shouting.

Quietly, Joe pulled his hand away from my dick and brought it up to his own
face.  He licked the cum that had dribbled out onto his fingers before
wiping his hand on his workout shorts.  He then quickly leaned over and
took my dick in his mouth, sucking my highly sensitive dick and licking the
jizz off of it.  I was shocked, as I knew he had experimented, but never
thought he'd do this.  I couldn't help but shudder a little, spent from
just blowing my load, but I stayed quiet while everyone else was transfixed
on the show in front.

Joe came back up and winked at me.  "I've always wanted to do that, but
needed the right, um, opportunity."

I smiled and we both turned to watch Alex shoot his load at the ground in
front of him, a big pool of cum landing on the rock he was propping himself
up on.  Tommy, however, wasn't done, and Alex's moans of ecstasy were
definitely drowning out any other noise that may have been in the woods at
that moment.

Tommy leaned down and grabbed Alex's arms, pulling him up by his elbows to
where Alex was just on his knees, his back arched and his dick still
dribbling some semen.  But Tommy was relentless and wasn't done, and he
picked up his pace even more, his breathing picking up to the point where
it was obvious he wouldn't last much longer.

From experience, I knew when Tommy finally blew his load.  I'm sure his
already gigantic dick had expanded even more, and I saw Alex's eyes glaze
over with pleasure.  Tommy slowed down - he all but stopped, actually - his
dick probably not really pumping out much at this point.  He let go of
Alex's arms and Alex leaned forwards all the way to his elbows, resting his
head on Jeff's leg (Jeff had pulled his hiking shorts back up while Tommy
had finished off inside Alex).

Tommy started to move when Alex said, "No!  Don't pull out.  Not yet."
Alex was breathing really heavily.  "You feel so good... seriously, give me
a couple of minutes."

And Tommy sat there dutifully for another minute or two before Alex told
him to slowly pull out.  As Tommy did, Alex's eyes rolled back into his
head.  He had loved that.

Five minutes later, with everyone having had some water, we were back up
and hiking, a few drops of cum visible on Alex's backside and the back of
his legs.  He walked next to me for a few minutes, explaining what I could
have seen from outer space - that he's a total size queen and the bigger,
the better.  He said, like I had mentioned, that Tommy was the biggest he'd
ever had, and that it had felt really good.  So good, he said, that he
really wanted another round with Tommy, and soon.

They had taken their break not far from the summit of the little mountain
we had been hiking.  We reached the top shortly after we had started hiking
again, and it was clear - really some beautiful views.  Dean kept walking
around the edges of the summit, looking over all the sides and back.  He
was a rock climber, and I'm sure he was looking for something he could
climb on the way down.

We hung out up there for a little while before starting to head back down,
and the entire time Alex was really trying to get Tommy to get it up again.
He REALLY wanted another round, and Tommy, glad that someone loved what he
had, was less embarrassed now that he was being begged for it.  It took
about half of the walk down to convince him, but Alex managed.  The rest of
us continued on down to where we had parked the cars.

Once we got down there, Dean had that look in his eye that could mean only
one thing.

"Yes, Dean?" I said without him saying a word.

"Yeah," he said, and chuckled.

I reached over and put my hand down his bathing suit.  I played with his
dick until he started to get hard.  He was enjoying himself, and so was I.

Since we were back at the cars, I decided to take my shoes off and really
be naked.  I took my shoes and socks off and dropped them into the footwell
of Alex's Jeep before gingerly walking across the gravelly area where we'd
parked; I then positioned myself in front of the car, leaning up against
the hood with my hands.

"Actually, Jake," Dean said, "there's a place that's over here that looked
like a small cliff.  Can we go over there?"

"Sure... but how far?  I need to put my shoes back on," I said.

"Don't worry about it - it's really close - here, piggyback," he told me,
turning around.

I hopped up, feeling my stiffening dick against his back, and sure that the
cum that had dried on me earlier was crustily rubbing against him, too.
When he grabbed my legs, I felt the dried bits along my ass pull apart,
too.  It was a weird feeling.

"Don't forget this!" Matt said - he had the lube from Alex's backpack,
which made me wonder what Alex and Tommy were using up the hill.  But we
took it and went towards where Dean had seen the area he was thinking of.

It took longer than he had planned - and I was getting to be too heavy for
him.  I got down and stepped lightly through the woods.  It was slow going
since I wasn't wearing my shoes.  But we made it - there was a huge rock
outcropping that overlooked the valley.  The road we were on was actually
halfway up the little mountain we had hiked, and from this spot you could
see down the valley.  It was dramatic and pretty.

Dean turned around and, like I said, he's a lover.  He gets really into it
and likes to make it last and enjoy it for himself, and for his partner.
Anyway, he kissed me, and we made out for a few minutes before he undid the
string to his suit and dropped it to the ground.  He stepped out of it, so
both of us were now naked on this rock ledge.  He kissed me again and I
started playing with his dick.  Despite being into kissing, he was
completely flaccid.

But that didn't last long.  I got him up and we got down onto the ground.
He lubed up, as did I, and he slowly slid in.  He slowly started sliding in
and out, enjoying everything and continuing to kiss me from time to time.
It felt good - it was having sex, not just carnal fucking.

And I've mentioned Dean's near-Tantric art of going and going.  And go and
go he did!  I have no idea how long it was but it took a very long time.  I
came once early on, but not him.  I knew when he was getting close, though;
he was trying to keep from speeding up and blowing all at once.  Leaning
down and kissing me helped, since it took his mind of the sex and let him
focus on something else, even for just a second or two.  He eventually blew
his load before slowly pulling out.

I was lying there, knees bent, hands behind my head, watching the clouds
roll by as Dean grabbed a wet-nap from the pockets of his bathing suit and
cleaned his dick off.

"I know you're like chrome pipes in there and I don't need to do this, but
I just feel like I should," he said.

"Don't worry, I don't care.  I just didn't know you had those with you,
haha," I told him, and used on myself just to clean my ass a little.

He helped me up and we started walking back.  Again, it was slow going, and
what with fresh cum on my body I didn't think he was terribly interested in
giving me a piggyback ride to save my feet.  So slow going it was.

When we finally got to the clearing, there was a little surprise in store
for us.

Alex's Jeep was gone.  As were Alex, Tommy, Matt, and Tim.  Joe and Jeff
were sitting on a log, just chatting, when we emerged and asked what was
going on.

"Oh, Tommy locked his keys in the car, so they had to go back to the house
and see if he has his spare," Jeff said.

"Really," I said.  It wasn't a question.  "I don't suppose they left us
anything, like water, or food maybe... or my shoes?"

"Oh, we've got water and some snacks... but I didn't realize your shoes
were in the car!  Sorry, man!" he said.

It was an interesting situation for me.  I was 100% naked, no idea where I
was (I mean, I vaguely knew where I was, but not really), and no idea when
rescue might appear.  Completely naked and, oh, maybe 30 miles from my
nearest shred of clothing.

I hobbled over to the log and sat down as well, asking for a bottle of
water.  I tried to do the math in my head... if it takes them 45 minutes to
get home, and Tommy knows exactly where his spare keys are, and they come
right back without any delay, then it will be an hour and a half.  If,
however, anything happens along the way, then we could conceivably be here
for quite some time.

We probably sat for an hour, most of which I was kicking myself for having
shed my shoes and then wandering into the woods.  Foolish!  But there
wasn't anything I could do about it now.  My main concern, honestly, in not
having my shoes meant that should someone come by, specifically a state
trooper or a park ranger or something, I had no way to get to the edge of
the woods quickly and get myself hidden.  And despite the fact that there
was no one there but us, I can't imagine that I wouldn't be in some kind of
legal mess if a law enforcement officer came by and found me naked, and
covered in spent jizz.

It started to get a little dark, and a little cloudy.  Since they weren't
back yet, our talking turned to some horniness.  It always does, right?

Anyway, Jeff was saying he was feeling it, and so was Joe.  As they talked,
and I encouraged it, Dean said he was getting excited again.

"So, basically, you all want a piece of this?" I said, standing and shaking
my ass at them.

"Well, I would," Jeff said.

"Me, too," Joe added.

"I suppose..." Dean smirked.

"I'm first!" Jeff said.  He stripped off his shorts and pushed the other
two off the log.  He laid down on his back and, since he was already hard,
just pointed his dick up.

"Go ahead," he said, "climb aboard."

Dean still had the lube, so I lubed up Jeff's dick and slid down onto it
with relative ease.  I started bouncing up and down, riding it slowly.  Joe
and Dean watched.

"Ugh... I don't know how long I can wait," Joe said.

"Then don't," I said.  It was something I had seen and wondered if I could
do it, and figured now was as good a time as any.  "Go on, get in there."

"What?" Jeff said.  "But, it's my turn."

"But it's my ass!  I'm going to try to take both of you at the same time,"
I explained.

"Um... I don't know about this," he said.  He was skeptical.

Joe, meanwhile, had lubed up and shed his workout shorts, kneeling behind
me as I leaned forward.  Jeff's dick was barely still in me I was leaning
so far forward when I felt Joe's cock push at my entrance.  He pushed kind
of slowly and nothing was happening.  He pushed harder but still, no dice.
So he put his finger at my hole, right at the underside of Jeff's cock, and
slid his finger into my hole.

I moaned, but knew that wasn't it.  Joe pulled upwards and started trying
to slide his dick in there.  It was difficult, but felt so good.  The
stretch, the pressure, the excitement of doing this.  I was so turned on.
I tried to relax some more, but it was just so hot.

Joe finally got it in there, and I could feel both of them, both moving
independently inside me.  I let out the mixture of a moan and a scream - I
had never been stretched like this, but it felt good and exciting.  Slowly,
they both tried to move.  Jeff could barely move, but Joe wasn't having as
much trouble.  Logistically, double penetration is kind of tough, as it
turned out.

Dean was looking on and just thought it was insane.  He started rubbing his
own dick through his bathing suit.

Anyway, I was moaning up a storm.  Tommy was big, but Tommy was just one.
To have two separate dicks inside me, even though they weren't that much
larger together than Tommy had been, was just so intense.  They were barely
moving, but for them to each move independently was so amazing.  Somehow,
they both managed to hit my prostate and I knew I wasn't going to last.

Dean walked over and was stroking his dick.  Since he had cleaned it, I was
not afraid of anything that might be on it and asked him to come closer.

"Here, right over Jeff," I said.

"What?" I felt Jeff's whole body tense up.

"No, nothing like that.  Dean, just stand... here," I told him.

I had positioned Dean straddling over Jeff so that I could suck on his dick
while Joe and Jeff both fucked me.

It was insane.  I was so turned on by the fact that I had three dicks in me
that I blew my load.  Despite having blown a few loads already, there was
some still left in there, and with both dicks in my ass and sucking on
Dean, I blew that load straight out.  There was just a small stream - short
though it may have been, that shot up and arched over Jeff's head.  The
rest, the tiny amount left in me, left a splotch in the middle of his
stomach and then dribbled out the end of my dick.

And the intensity.  Wow.  When I clamped down on those two dicks in my ass,
both of which were moving in different directions, both of them moaned a
little.  They were both getting close, and I was hoping for all our sakes
that they came together.

Within a minute, Joe said he was going to come.  Jeff told him to hold on,
hold on, hold on...

And then they both blew.  Joe slightly earlier, because he just couldn't
take it any more.  But both of their dicks swelled ever so slightly, my
battered hole being stretched to its limit, and blew their loads.  All of
us were making a lot of noise, and I couldn't, from the moment I had known
I was about to come, keep my mouth on Dean's dick.  I had continued to jack
it, however, so he was still hard as I felt Joe slide out of my ass.

Jeff's dick remained buried in my ass as I sat up.  I could still feel it
twitch with each heartbeat, trying to pump a little more into me.  He was
spent though, and even though I could feel the twitching I could feel it
softening rapidly, too.

I stood up, not sure what would happen.  Remarkably, perhaps, my hole
closed promptly and nary a drop was spilled.  Having been supporting myself
mainly on my legs, with Joe leaning on me and trying not to sit directly on
Jeff, my legs were sore.  I was wobbly as I stood up and tried to get the
blood flowing again, and I could then feel the cum rolling out of my ass
and down my legs.  I had done it - I felt oddly proud of myself.

I paced back and forth for a few minutes, but then asked Dean if he wanted
a turn, since I hadn't finished him off.  He walked over and, both of us
standing, I leaned forward and he pushed in.

"It's like a freeway in there... there's like no resistance," he said.

Oops.

He pulled out, since he felt like I was too "open."  I walked back and
forth a bit more, just in a circle since I had cleared that small path with
my poor bare feet at that point.

After a little while we shared the last remaining water bottle and I sat
down on the log with everyone else.  I felt a little sore, but in a good
way.

We chilled for another hour, most of our conversation revolving around what
we had just done.  Jeff in particular thought it was amazing, and said he
had had a very hard time holding back the moment Joe's dick had crammed in
with his.  He said that sensation was incredible.

I said I probably wasn't going to be up for it again any time soon, but
that I had really enjoyed it, too.

And then the rains came.  Sitting out there we hadn't watched the clouds
get thicker and thicker, but we noticed after the first few drops.  Soon,
it was pouring down on us, a really fierce thunderstorm with lightning off
in the distance.  We were counting the strikes and thunder claps, gauging
the distance.  I used the opportunity to grab some leaves off a tree and
use them as a bit of a washcloth, cleaning myself in the rain.  It was
coming down so fiercely it was hard to believe.  Anything that was on me
before was definitely gone now.

While we were having fun for the first part of the rain, eventually it was
just plain cold.  We huddled together and shivered, trying to keep warm.  I
think we huddled for about thirty minutes, shivering and teeth chattering.

Finally we saw lights down the street and though either we're doomed or
Alex, Tommy, Matt, and Tim were back.

Fortunately, it was the latter.  They'd finally made it.

And what's more, I had just made $100.  Alex was in shorts and a t-shirt.

Tommy jumped out of Alex's Jeep and opened the door to his own Cherokee.
Jeff jumped into that seat and Joe and Dean and I hopped, shivering, into
the Cherokee.

No one had really said anything, and we weren't mad, just cold.  But we
asked Tommy what had happened, what had taken so long.

First they had gotten lost, missing a turn because Alex didn't want to
drive naked through town.  Well, the turn they took ended up leading them
well out of the way, and they had to go a different route.  They finally
got back to the lakehouse and Tommy went to look for his keys, which took a
lot longer than he had hoped.  Alex apparently got dressed at that point.

They left the house to come back for us and got about halfway when it
started raining.  Alex, in his wisdom, had left the top to his Jeep back at
the lakehouse and they turned around to go and get it.  It was then that
they got on the road to come and get us.

Tommy complied with our request to turn on the heat, and actually had an
old towel and a blanket in the car.  Dean, sitting up front, draped the
towel around his shoulders.  Joe and I dried off - Joe taking off his wet
workout shorts so as not to ruin the upholstery, even though Tommy said he
didn't care.

I leaned up against the window - it was an older, two-door Cherokee - still
shivering slightly.  Joe leaned up against the other window and grabbed my
hand, pulling me along side him.  He wrapped the blanket around both of us
as we cuddled there in the back seat.  Dean started telling Tommy what
happened with us when I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, we were in the brightest lit gas station I had ever seen.
I was also nice and warm but stayed underneath the blanket with Joe while
Tommy filled the tank.  It only took a few minutes and then we were back on
the road.  Due to the weather, that kept getting worse, it took a long time
- probably more than an hour.

When we got home, I quickly went inside and went upstairs to use the
bathroom and shower.  Everyone else came in, and some sat around while the
others went to their rooms to shower.

Alex came into the bathroom before I showered and said, "How about double
or nothing?"

"What?" I asked.

"Well, you won, fair and square... but double or nothing.  I start over
now, and if you get dressed before me, you don't owe me anything, and I
don't owe you anything... but if I lose I give you $200."

"Sounds fine to me," I said.  I didn't anticipate losing at this point,
especially after the last couple of hours of cold and rain.

He left the room and I turned on the hot water.  When I put the towel on
the rack so that I could easily reach it when I was done I turned around
and saw Joe standing there, still naked.

"I thought maybe one shower running with two people would use less water
than us each showering," he said.  "Besides, Tim is in ours."

"Okay," I said, smiling.

I stepped into the shower and he followed me, closing the door behind.

Inside the shower, we got under the warm water and he grabbed the back of
my neck and brought me to his lips.  He kissed me and said, "You'll notice,
I'm completely naked right now."

"Well, yes, so am I.  We're in the shower," I said.

"Yes, but, you know, with the way the weekend seems to work... nudity is an
indication that you're open for business," he said, with a little smirk on
his face.

"Yeah, though as Dean mentioned I'm probably pretty, uh, loose right now.
Maybe not the best experience," not getting what he was hinting at.

"No, man... hahaha... I meant me."

"You?"

"Yeah."

"You want me to fuck you?" I asked.

"Yeah... it... it looks like you're enjoying it, and I'm up for it, I
think.  And besides, turn-about is only fair play," he said, turning around
and pointing his ass at me.

"Or foreplay," I said.  Yes, I occasionally utter really, really terrible
puns.

I turned him back around and we made out for a few minutes.  As he kissed
down my body he got close to my dick, he slid his mouth over my cock and
sucked away, doing a decent job at a first-time full blowjob.  And it was
clearly his first time, but he didn't seem to be too bothered by it, and
was enjoying himself.  His dick, which had already been semi-hard, came to
full attention while my dick was in his mouth.

He came up and I said, "You know, this really is bizarre for a 'straight'
guy," doing air quotes when I said "straight."

"Yeah, well, I don't think anyone here is exactly 'straight,' are they?" he
smirked.

"No, I don't guess so."

"Besides, I know I'm bisexual.  I've just been too afraid to try anything
more than a little making out before.  That's why I didn't drink back when
we had that weird night after 'kissed a guy,'" he said.

We made out some more, and he got back down on his knees for a few minutes,
then stood up and leaned against the wall.

"Why don't you move over here," I said, indicating the raise section of the
shower where there was basically a seat.  It was out of the way of the flow
of water (this shower was more of a room - honestly, gigantic) and would
give a better support.

He leaned forward on it and said, "Um, this really is my first time for
this, so if you could be gentle."

"Don't worry," I told him, "I'll be gentle - and we're going to make this
nicer than just fucking."  I grabbed his shoulder and brought him back up,
then had him lean back on the ledge.  It was fairly deep - plenty of room
for him to lean back.  I took some conditioner, since that was all that we
had in the shower for use as lube, and got some on my hands.  I then rubbed
my hands over his dick and his balls, getting them all slicked up and
making sure he was nice and hard.

"Okay, bring your legs up - you can put them on my shoulders if you want,"
I told him.

He held them up, and I slid one finger, then two, into his ass.  He was
really tense, and I told him he needed to relax if this was going to work.
He made a conscious effort to, and I told him we were going to give it a
try.  I poured conditioner onto my dick and then lined it up with his hole.
I put my hand lightly on his toned stomach and told him to relax.  He
tried, and I got my head in, but then he tensed up.  I told him again to
relax and he managed, and eventually slid my entire dick into his ass.  He
sighed a little once it was in there, but was still really tense.

"That's it, dude, I'm all in," I told him.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

With that, he finally relaxed and I was able to move in and out of him
slowly.  He was really enjoying himself now, making small moans every time
I thrust into him.  Finally he said he was going to cum, and blew a small
load up at himself.  With all the steam and water bouncing around, it
didn't really go anywhere or stick around for long.

I told him I could pull out if he wanted me to, but no, he wanted me to
finish off inside him, that he wanted that experience, too.  And it didn't
take long before I came.  Though how much was inside him I have no idea.  I
had had a few orgasms that day and wasn't sure if there was anything left.

I pulled out and pulled him back up.  He kissed me and we cleaned each
other up before shutting off the water.  He went downstairs with a towel
wrapped around his waist while I dried off and then went downstairs myself.
He put on some boxers, but wasn't apparently interested in any other
clothing that night.

Alex was once again naked, as was I (only I was showered and clean), and
those of us who had showered were all dressed in some manner.  Those of us
that had been outside the longest and caught in the rain had showered first
- the other guys (including Alex) went then.

We had a late, late dinner and then curled up on the couches to watch some
baseball.  After the game, I immediately went upstairs and went to sleep.
I woke up midway through the night and Alex was not lying next to me.  That
was okay, though.  I was sure wherever he was, he was thoroughly enjoying
himself.