Campsite Shower Room

The man had started a rhythm now. Allowing Tod to draw back until his shaft was almost out of his mouth and then sliding it all the way to the back of his throat. It was getting fatter with each thrust, stiffening and trying to get in deeper. Tod could feel the weight of the heavy balls against his chin, the soft wet hairs under his fingers and the warm water pounding on his hands. His fingers crept closer to the inside of the stocky guy’s crack, pulling the cheeks a little wider each time, until finally he could feel the rim of a puckered hole, hot and damp.

‘No way kid,’ the other guy said and tried to grab for Tod’s hand. But Tod was quicker and knew what he was doing. He pulled the guy towards him and caught him off balance. The guy immediately put his hands back on Tod’s head to stop himself from falling forward and bent a little. Just enough to allow the hard jet of water slam against his straight arsehole as Tod pulled his crack wide open for it. 

‘Oh fuck, man…’

Tod thought that the meat in his mouth could get no bigger but just then it seemed to double in size and the grip on his head got harder, fingernails dug into his scalp and he heard the guy gasp. 

‘Shit, that’s good,’ the guy whispered. ‘Go on then son, take my cock. Show me how you suck a straight man off.’

Tod did. He kept sliding it out, in, out again, tonguing it, licking the full length, tasting the salty juice that started to leak between his lips. He carried on, feeling himself grow hard, as he drew in on the man flesh and gave this straight guy a blow job he’d never forget. 

Eventually he let the cock slip from his mouth and went to work on the nuts. He took one of the hairy weights into his mouth where his tongue dealt with it carefully. At the same time his finger started massaging the guy’s hole in small circular movements. The slippery fat cock rubbed up against his cheek, his dark stubble scratching the sensitive end and causing the other guy to jerk in surprise. And then Tod let go of the furry globe and nuzzled himself up under the pair of them. He sucked the guy’s flesh into his mouth as far as it would go, feeling the ball-sack on the bridge of his nose and the cock slipping around on his forehead. The other man parted his legs to give him more room and Tod took his chance.

Before the straight guy could guess what was going on Tod was between his legs and around the back. The shower jet hit him hard on his shoulders as he twisted to face the guy’s hairy arse. He took one cheek in each hand again, pulled them wide and dived in.

He heard the other man swear yet again when his tongue broke through the tightness of his hole and started exploring around inside. Tod drew in the sweet smell of the older guy’s, virgin hole as his hands reached around the front to grab at the solid cock. He started on a rhythm then, pulling the guy back into him as he ate out his arse and stroked on the fat shaft. He slammed the man back, pulling his skin back over the swollen head while pushing his face further into the hairy, dark crack. 
‘I want to come,’ the other guy said. ‘Make me come.’

Tod sucked hard at the man’s hole and stabbed it with his tongue. But he let the cock go. This guy wasn’t coming yet. He could hear his panting over the sound of the shower and knew he was close, but he wasn’t getting off that easily. Tod’s cock was almost ready to let go and he knew where he wanted to do that.

‘Come on son,’ the guy said, ‘don’t stop.’

But Tod did stop. Only for a second, just long enough to stand up. As he got to his feet his tool slid up between the guy’s legs until it came level with his arse. Without warning Tod grabbed the straight guy by the hips and slammed into him.

The other guy let out a deep grunt and tried to struggle free, but for all his muscle and build he was not quick enough for Tod. Tod felt his cock slide right into the hot insides until his balls banged up against the man. He held the guy around the waist for support, gave him no time to fight back or recover, he just pulled out and slammed back into him again. And again, and again. Harder each time like he was beating the guy up with his cock.

And the straight guy soon gave up trying to break free. His grunts of surprise turned to ones of mystified pleasure and he pushed back against the younger man behind him.

‘You like taking that?’ Tod spat out as his thighs slapped up against the hairy arse and his grip on the stocky bloke tightened. ‘Eh? Tell me, you like that?’

‘Yes,’ the other guy replied meekly, through his gasps.
‘You ever had another guy’s cock in your arse, eh?’
‘No son.’
‘Feel good does it? Straight guy like’s this queer cock in him does he?’
‘Yes, yes son.’
‘Want to come while I fuck you do you? Want to shoot your load while I slam your arse full with this cock, do you?’
‘Yeah…’

The straight guy was trying to push back harder and pleasure himself by backing into Tod’s rock hard shaft.

‘No you don’t’. Tod was in charge. He pushed down hard on the guy’s back, bending him so that the stocky bloke had no option but to put his hands out on either side, clutching at the tiled walls for support, with his head down.
‘Take it like a real man,’ Tod grunted and raised his right hand. ‘Beg me.’
‘Just fuck me,’ the other guy growled back.
Without warning Tod brought his palm down hard on the guy’s arse. Shards of pain ran up from his hand to his shoulder as his strong hand smacked into the firm flesh of the straight guy bent over before him. The other guy let out a deep, sudden grunt.
‘I said beg me,’ Tod hissed back and slammed his cock in harder than before.
‘Please…’
Another slap, in the same place. Water splashed up and the guy nearly fell. Tod gripped him with his other hand. ‘Can’t hear you.’
‘Please…’
A third slap and the straight guy was whimpering.
‘Please, I’m gunna come…’

Tod was too close to carry on too. He took firm hold of both hips and whacked his cock in and out quickly. He could feel his legs start to tremble, his shaft grew stronger and he felt the guy’s sphincter contract, tightening its grip on him. He pulled his cock out until the tip was just inside the ring, waited for just a moment and then slapped the guy harder than he had before.

The guy’s hole tightened further and Tod shoved hard against its resistance. His cock seemed to slide in forever as his balls erupted. Just as they slapped up against the hairy arse they exploded, spurting a hard jet of cum deep inside the straight guy’s guts. He grabbed for the guy’s stocky cock and squeezed hard, pulling it, thumping it in his palm as he jerked his hips against him. He heard the man yell out a desperate moan and felt his cum pump through the cock. Tod slammed in again, pulled the guy again, heard him moan louder and swear as he spewed his straight guy load out across the floor. Tod’s cock pumped another load into the guy as the bloke shot his second wad. Then a third, then a fourth while all the time Tod banged into his hole and filled up his arse. 

Until he felt the hot juice trickle onto his hand and the other guy tried to stop him from pounding at his meat. Tod slowed, held onto the stocky cock, rubbed his fingers around its head, making the man twitch and tighten his hole some more. He left his cock inside him for a while, enjoying the heat from the red welts on the arse he held onto, and then slowly he pulled back. His satisfied shaft slid out, wet and slippery and he rested it in the furry crack as he cupped the other guy’s balls in one hand, playing with them, enjoying their downy feel and their weight.

The straight guy said nothing while he recovered and Tod listened to his breathing return to something like normal. He’d still not seen his face, and he didn’t want to. He’d got what he wanted. He gave the other man a gentle shove on the back. He got the hint and walked meekly out of the cubicle. 

Tod turned back to the shower, grinning to himself. His headache had gone completely.