Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2012 19:31:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: Baron VonKatjae <baronvoncj@yahoo.com>
Subject: Leave Time:  Episode 4

The singing of the birds woke me up.  Stretching above my head, I felt the
warm bodies lying on either side of me.  I had to piss, my cock hard and
standing at attention.  Not wanting to crawl over my still sleeping
buddies, I eased down the bed until I was able to sit up on the foot, and
then stand up.  Padding into the bathroom, I willed my dick to relax so the
flow would start.

I felt the heat of a hard cock and body behind me as a hand came around and
grabbed hold of my dick.  Lars whispered in my ear "Good Morning".  I felt
his dick slide between my legs, the head pushing up against my hanging
sack.  His stream bathed the back of my nuts creating pleasing warmth which
triggered my own flow out to splash against the wall of the trough.  We
both let out a sigh of relief.

Turning, I gave Lars a kiss, our stubble rubbing against each other.
Rinsing our dicks and balls at the sink, and rubbing each other's bodies, I
could see a glint of mischievousness in Lars's twinkling green eyes.
"Shhh", he said.  Taking my hand we tip-toed to the bed and looked down on
our sleep red giant.  Erik had kicked the light blanket off, his glorious
body glistening in the early morning sun.  His plump uncut cock was lying
against his leg, his large bull balls hanging loosely between his legs.  A
gentle snore rumbling from his massive fur covered chest.  A painter's
dream of erotic poetry.

Obviously, we couldn't just let him lay there.  On a silent count of 1, 2,
3, we jumped on the bed, throwing our bodies over his.  I held his legs
down while Lars sat on his chest.  As Erik let out a yell, Lars pushed his
erection into Erik's mouth, smothering the yell.  I reached down and pulled
up those hanging balls, clamping my hand around the sack until his nut
globes were pushed tightly against the skin.  I leaned over and ran my
tongue over and around them causing Erik to moan around the cock shoved in
his mouth.  Wetting a finger, I shoved it up Erik's ass rubbing his
prostate, my tongue slid up the underside of his shaft.  As my finger moved
in and out, my teeth chewed lightly on his foreskin.  Lars's kept up
ramming his dick in and out of Erik's throat.  Pulling back the skin from
his glans, I ran my tongue over and around it licking up the sweet liquid
flowing out and then holding the frenulum between my teeth; I flicked my
tongue back and forth across it.  Erik's hands now held each of Lars's
round globes trying to pull him deeper into his throat.  I raised my head
from his dick, slid off his legs and raised them over my shoulders and
without much warning, buried myself to the hilt causing his warm ass to
clamp down on me, release, and clamp again.  Pulling almost all the way
out, I slammed back in, repeating the process over and over.  Erik's ass
was like a vise, squeezing my shaft each time I rammed in and not wanting
to let me pull out, massaging my cum tube, and heightening the feeling of
surge.  Lars's yelled out he was cumming, and I could hear Erik choking and
trying to swallow the heavy load.  This triggered me to blow into Erik's
sheath shooting at least 9 blasts deep as I could.  Erik in turn groaned as
his dick shot ropes of cum up into the air hitting Lars in the back and
across his own chest and abdomen.  Lars and I both moved off Erik and
together licked up his cum; each of us kissing him and feeding him his own
taste.  "Fuck", Erik said, "that was a rude awakening, but damn that was
fun.  You guys sure laid it down for this bear."

We lay on either side of Erik, his arms holding us against him, our heads
on his shoulders smelling the scent cumming from his pits.  "As nice as
this is", he said, "let's hit the shower again, I need some coffee"!

The coffee got delayed for an hour while we cleaned up all body parts for a
second time after jacking each other off again.

After a man's breakfast of sausage biscuits and gravy and hash browns with
strong coffee enjoyed naked on the porch in the morning breeze, Erik told
us he had to go into town, but would be back as soon as possible.  After
dressing in a jock and white shear tank showing off his nipples and red
hair, he slipped on a pair of cutoff jeans, thick socks and rugged work
boots.  Slapping a ball cap on his head, he walked over and kissed us both,
gliding his hands down our naked bodies and grabbing our dicks, chuckled
and said, "Behave yourselves till I get back".