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Chapter 4: Last Day

It was the last morning, but I didn’t want to end this camping trip. I wanted Will to keep holding me like this. It felt like the pinnacle of whatever good feelings I had ever gotten from our friendship.

Jake had left the bottle of baby oil or whatever it was. Whether on accident or on purpose, I don’t know.

Will started stirring more and more, trying to stay asleep, probably trying to extend the trip, same as me. He lifted his unzipped sleeping bag and threw it over both of us. His hardness was poking me, our bare skin making a layer of sweat between us. I liked feeling him against me, but I was sore from the night before.

“But my ass is killing me,” I said. 

“Do me, then,” he said. “If you want.”

“Ok,” I said with a smile. 

He reached for the bottle, and dropped it between us as he turned over. I stared at his ass as he ascended to all fours, dropping his head to his arms on the floor and doing a morning stretch of his back. He pushed his ass toward me and his pink hole winked at me. He didn’t have any hair on it, whereas his brother had a small ring of black hair and a bit of fuzz when I saw it.

“Smells like balls,” I said. That was normally a bad thing, but in the moment it meant something new. 

“Good,” he said into his arms. 

Instead of going straight to fucking him, I leaned forward to try something else I had seen online, even if it was mostly done by professionals. I held his hips and looked closely, feeling the heat and absorbing the scent of his body on me. It was pure boy smell, and it was concentrated and intense. I didn’t even ask, I just stuck out my tongue and pressed forward before I could overthink it, quickly coming into contact with his skin, the strong taste of male ass striking my senses.

“Broooo…” he said, his voice muffled as the extended syllable trailed off.

I could feel his body leaning into it, and I ran my tongue in circles, lapping up the tangy taste of my lifelong best friend. I knew there was something wrong about it, but it was the best version of whatever we had been doing together. It was pure closeness wrapped in male bodily bonding.

I felt his hole get more and more loose as I shoved my tongue in and out. I pressed the meat of his glutes into my face, smothering myself while he moaned and gently rocked back and forth. 

He groaned and I think he tried to say something, but none of his sounds came out as words, just loose phonemes expressing his feelings.

When I worked myself up to a dripping mess coating my shaft and balls, I finally stood up on my knees and poured out way too much lube onto my shaft, pressing it into him quickly. 

“Woah, too fast,” he said as his body tensed, reminding me that even now we were still learning things. 

I slowed down until his body told me I could speed up again, and I started to plap plap plap my hips against the ass of my best friend, the dude who had been the closest to me my entire life. He started to groan, in a deep way, much deeper than his normal voice. 

“You like that?” I said out of nowhere, surprising even myself. 

“Yeah,” he said, “Fucking pound me.”

His intensity was making it extra pleasurable for me, and even when I froze my thrusting, his continued tensing his hole, basically milking me. It felt too good and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. 

“I’m gonna cum inside you… gonna get your boy ass pregnant.”

“Fuck, bro….”

After a pause, he spoke again, clearly this time.

“Do it.” 

I finished, reaching a new type of climax I hadn’t experienced before, even the previous night, I counted my pulses, feeling my load coat my shaft inside him. Each time I hit something in his guys, I felt him rhythmically respond, his ass muscles actually pulling me in further like a suction cup or a vacuum. I thrust a few more times and felt some of it drip out onto my shaft and balls.

I stayed there for a bit, just letting my dick soak.

We shifted together, letting me keep it inside his hole until we were spooning. 

“That’s a lot of dick,” he said.

“I’m surprised you're so good at taking it. It took me forever to warm up to it.”

“I’ve put stuff up there before.”

I chuckled. I shouldn’t have been surprised. He was always the wild one. 

We were quiet for a minute, just soaking in the feeling. 

“Which did you like better,” he said, “pitcher or catcher?”

“Catcher,” I said quickly, “I liked you holding me.”

He snuggled back toward me, pressing his butt against my hips. I hadn’t gone soft at all, so I was still penetrating him to the hilt.

“How about you?” I asked.

“Pitcher. I’m a natural humper. Same as Jake.”

“So do you guys take turns then?” I said.

“Shut the fuck up,” he said, and we giggled.

We were silent again for another minute.

“How long can we stay like this?” I said, holding him tightly.

He looked at me, his smile turned into more of a serious look. 

-[]-

When we crawled out of our tent, having each thrown on a pair of shorts and nothing else, the families had already gathered around the camping kitchen area and the morning log fire. Jake was sitting in a camping chair, poking the fire carelessly, his legs spread open. I could see up his shorts, seeing half of his balls and the thick patch of pubes above his thick dick hanging down. He looked up at us, and couldn’t stifle his smile. 

He nodded. I gestured briefly, Will didn’t acknowledge him. 

We approached the food area and saw nothing made yet. 

“Wow,” Will’s mom said, facing both of us. “You guys smell. I can smell you from here. You have to shower before the car ride.”

Jake chuckled from his chair, still facing the fire. 

“You too,” she said, “I don’t want a bunch of smelly boys in my car. Go now before breakfast is done or else we’ll be late getting on the road.”

Jake rolled his eyes, but I caught a hint of a smile on his face as he pretended to drag himself out of his chair, heading toward his tent. Will and I grabbed towels and joined Jake on our silent walk to the showers, knowing full well there were only two stalls, and less than ten minutes before they would start yelling at us to hurry up. But we were going to take extra long anyway, and I saw Jake adjusting his crotch before we even got in the door. 

When we got inside, we all got naked quickly, chuckling about it without having to explain what was funny about it. There was something different about seeing Jake naked in the light of day compared to the dark tent, especially next to his younger lookalike. Will and I took separate stalls, and Jake joined me in mine. We chatted, actually just showering at first. It was imperative at this point, after the disgusting things we had done with our bodies. 

It was kind of just normal showering until Jake shoved me out of the water with his hips, and I shoved him back. Will must have felt left out, because he joined us once we started getting loud. 

Will pushed both of us out of the way, and suddenly we were in a threeway, standing wrestling match, Jake obviously stronger than the two of us. But then Will and I teamed up and basically “won” briefly, if you could call it that, but the three of us quickly devolved into a stalemate. We seemed destined to fail, until the obvious answer came to me. I grabbed Jake by his hanging shaft, making him flinch. Will pushed it further and shoved a finger up his ass, and he squealed, probably loud enough to be heard all the way back at camp.

I didn’t let go of his shaft once I felt it pulse in my hands. One, two, three times it said hello to me, and Jake grew still. Will watched, understanding what this was turning into as I dropped to my knees, the shower water bringing my hair back, Jake’s dick pointing straight at my face. 

“Let’s do it quick,” Jake whispered over the sound of the rushing water. “I don’t have any lube though.”

Will stepped forward, his hardening dick pointing at my face next to Jake’s. They were almost identical, but Jake’s an inch longer and a little more plump. I held them both in my hands, enjoying getting to compare them side by side. 

I took Will into my mouth first, reminding him he was my special friend, but I never let go of Jake’s. When I looked up at them, they were staring back at me, two nearly identical guys, one a couple inches shorter than the other, both leaking for my mouth. Will put an arm around Jake’s shoulder, and Jake did the same around Will’s body, holding his side. It was weirdly extra hot seeing them do this together, seeing the symmetry.

I tried to pull Will all the way into my throat, and it finally worked when Jake held the back of my head and helped push me down onto it. I could immediately tell it was going to make me sore. Even though he had just nutted a few minutes earlier, he went still, and I could tell he was already close, so I pulled off of him.

I switched to Jake, and felt him fill my lips more than Will’s had, even if it wasn’t as meaningful. Will held the back of my watery head, while Jake put his hand on top of Will’s. 

His thick head pushed into my throat, and together they held my head down, Jake pushing his hips forward to the hilt, his pubes on my nose and his balls touching my chin. 

“Fuck,” Jake muttered.

“My turn,” Will said.

“Sure is, buddy.” 

When they let me off, I gasped for air. The sensation had been insane, losing a bit of oxygen while having a sexual organ shoved into my throat. 

I grabbed my dick and started rubbing myself profusely while they controlled my head together, Will shoving into me and humping me wildly. I groaned and gurgled, basically chugging his cock. Both of my hands worked my dick and balls while he bounced my head like a basketball on his crotch. 

“I’m gonna cum,” he said.

“Do it,” Jake said, tapping his dick on my forehead impatiently as Will continue to plow into my face.

He froze and pulsed into my throat, emptying himself directly into my stomach. I didn’t even taste it, and the image of them went blurry through my teary, red eyes. 

When his rod stopped pulsing, he let my head slip off of him.

I coughed, and stilled for a second, looking down. I sank to the floor, spreading my legs and feeling the energy leaving my body. I let my balls squish down onto the tile, my hard, raging red dick sticking up. 

I looked up and saw the expected face of Jake, and Will watching me to see what I was going to do, his finished cock hanging down over his balls, still more than half hard.

I looked at Jake’s dick, and my sense of duty came back to me. I said one word.

“More.”

Jake didn’t waste any time and grabbed both sides of my head. Will stepped close to me, letting his balls rest on my head while he went under the water stream, rinsing off and just watching me suck off his genetically connected lookalike. 

Jake used his foot to play with my dick, gently squeezing it against the tile. It actually felt good, and I held his foot there, like I was gently humping between it and the tile.

I held still while Jake slammed into me. He didn’t announce anything, but his balls slapped against me audibly, the wet plapping adding to the intensity of it all. He released a strong “GUH” when he froze inside me, plugging my throat while he pulsed, his hardness getting bigger with each pulse, straightening out and stretching me further.

He pressed his foot down firmly, and I jizzed, my load leaking out the side of his foot, rinsing toward the drain with the shower stream.

“Damn,” he muttered when he finally pulled out of me. 

He grabbed his dick and squeezed his fist down it once, like he was emptying out a tube of toothpaste. The last drop of cum beaded on the tip, and he shook it off, flinging it into the air. I watched it subconsciously, opening my mouth, catching it like a snowflake on my tongue. I looked him in the eye as I swallowed. 

-[]-

The ride home was quiet. It was just me and my parents in our car. We couldn’t ride together since we lived so far apart. I texted Will the whole time, and Jake a little as well. They each texted me pictures of their dicks hanging out in the car, hidden from their parents. I chuckled and did the same thing back.

It was dark when we pulled into town, just a few minutes left before we would be home, and the trip would be officially over. I wouldn’t see Will again for a few weeks at least. I had school on Monday. 

“Hey,” I sent to Will after a few minutes of not talking.

He sent a pic of his face in response. He was still in the car too. 

“We should go to the same college next year.”

He hearted the message.