Cabin Fever

We had just graduated from high school, and we wanted to spend the summer at a cabin in the mountains. George's parents had an old cabin and we decided to ask them if we could use it for a while. It was off the beaten track, but not isolated. His parents said they wouldn't charge us any rent on it, if we would help them out by cleaning the place up. We had been the best of friends since junior high school and had shared many good times together, and this seemed like the perfect adventure for us. We were anxious to get away from our parents and siblings for a while, and be out on our own. This would be our chance to be real "men".

With all of our arrangements and preparations done, we headed for the cabin. We left town about 3:00 AM so we could avoid all the traffic and congestion. None of us were hungry, so we decided we would eat once we got to the cabin. We took Bobby's car, since it had the most truck space for all of our supplies. We were all excited about our adventure as we pulled out onto the interstate.

The three hour drive to the cabin seemed to take no time at all. Once we left the interstate and started up the winding mountain road the scenery was beautiful. Nature at its very best. We arrived at the cabin just as the sun was rising. It was beautiful.

We quickly unloaded the supplies from the car and decided to get some breakfast. The cabin was small, but it had a separate bedroom, small kitchen, very large living room with a full wall fireplace. We set a fire in the fireplace, hoping to take off the chill in the air, and settling for cold cereal and toast since no one wanted to cook and clean up a mess. As we ate, we discussed what we were going to do. We all agreed that the faster we got everything done, the more time we would have for ourselves. We decided to clean up the weeds and trash from around the cabin since that would be the hardest job. We finished breakfast and changed into warm clothing since it was quite cold outside. Once dressed, we went outside to the tool shed to get the tools we were going to need to clean the place up.

Once we had our tools in hand, we began our task. George had the lawn and leaf rake and started raking up the dead weeds and grass. Bobby had the shovel, and was working at getting out the dead plants and bushes. I had the trash bag, and I was picking up all the loose trash, paper, and old aluminum cans that were scattered about. I was amazed at the amount of trash the wind had managed to blow around the cabin.

As we worked into the day, it started to get very warm. Our heavy clothing was not only bulky, but much too warm. We were all sweating up a storm. We started to peel off the extra layers of clothing. We finally got down to having just our T-shirts and pants on. I couldn't help but notice both of the guys in their stripped down attire. George was muscular, as was Bobby, and their pants fit them tightly. I could make out the outline of their dicks through the material. I also noticed their beautiful asses. I was finding myself paying more attention to their bodies then to the work at hand. I was also finding that my dick was hardening in my pants, causing me even more distraction. I quickly finished picking up the trash, and offered to help Bobby and George finish up their parts of the job. When we were done, it was almost lunch time and we decided to take a break and get something to eat. I offered to make lunch, and the guys said they wanted sandwiches and chips. I went in to start fixing lunch while they got rid of the trash we had cleaned up. All the trash was put into garbage cans and left for the trash men to pickup.

When Bobby and George got into the cabin for lunch, I took one look at them and laughed. They were both covered in dirt and grime. They looked like they had been rolling around in the dirt. When I explained this to them, they both told me that I didn't look any better. I checked myself out in the bathroom mirror and found that they were right. We were all a dirty mess.

George suggested that we clean up before we ate lunch, and Bobby and we agreed. Bobby and I were headed to the bathroom when George reminded us that the shower wasn't working. We stopped and looked at each other, and almost in unison said, "Guess we'll have to swim in the lake to clean up". We grabbed some clean clothes and headed for the dock where the boat was moored.

We laid out our clean clothes on the canvas cover of the boat, and stripped our dirty clothes off. We tossed them into a pile on the dock. I told the guys that I would put all the dirty stuff in a bag when we got back to the cabin. We stood for a moment admiring each other in the warm sunlight. Bobby was the first to jump into the water. George asked him if it was cold, and Bobby said no. Taking his word for it, we both jumped in. George and I both let out a holler, as the cold water covered our naked bodies.

By the time we got to the surface, I was ready to kill Bobby. The water was very cold and we weren't prepared for it. Bobby started laughing as he watched us try to recover from the shock. I jumped out onto the dock and George quickly followed me. We stood shivering in the sunlight as the icy water dripped off us. None of us had thought to bring a towel, so we just stood there drip drying. Bobby finally joined us on the dock and the first thing he said was, "Looks like you two are suffering from cold water shrink syndrome". We looked down at ourselves, and sure enough our dicks were shrunken all the way back into our bodies. Our ball sacks were pulled completely up, making us look like a couple of two year olds. George pointed to Bobby's dick and said, "Looks like you're not much different from us". Bobby wasn't in any better condition than we were. His dick was just barely a flap of foreskin dangling in the breeze.

We all laughed, and agreed it was too early in the season to go swimming, that we would try again later in the season. We made a run for the cabin and got our towels from the bathroom. Once we had toweled off a little, we put the towels down on the hearth and sat as close as possible to the fire. I loaded some wood onto the glowing coals and we soon had a nice warm fire going. It took about twenty minutes for us to finally warm up. I brought out the sandwiches I had made, and some hot soup to have with them. We sat there eating our lunch and laughing about the cold lake water, and how we would ultimately get even with Bobby for lying to us about the temperature of the water.

After finishing my lunch, I remembered the dirty clothes back at the boat, and told the guys I was going to go get them. I got a grocery bag from the kitchen and headed to the dock.

I picked up all the dirty clothes and stuffed them into the bag. I stopped for a moment and looked around, taking in the beautiful scenery of the lake. This was truly a exquisite place. The lake was surrounded by gently rolling, tree covered hills. All of the houses had docks, and most had boats moored to them. It was quiet and serene. From my vantage point, I was able to see hawks soaring on the wind currents over the lake, making gentle spirals as they searched for food. I decided that this was definitely a place I wanted to come back to. I picked up the grocery bag and made my way back to the cabin. I took the scenic route so I could continue to enjoy the sights and sounds of the lake.

Once back at the cabin, I quietly opened the door and went in. I immediately noticed that George and Bobby were still by the fireplace, with Bobby sitting on the hearth with his legs spread wide, and George on his knees between Bobby's legs. Bobby's thick, uncut cock was halfway down George's throat, and Bobby was moaning in pleasure. George heard the door close behind me, and pulled off of Bobby saying, "Join us". Without a moments hesitation I did.

George returned to his previous position on Bobby's dick, and I made my way up behind him. His smooth round ass beckoned me, and I was more than happy to oblige. I ran my hands over his white orbs, gently massaging them with my hands. I felt him spread his legs, providing me with better access to him. I worked my hands down his ass until my thumbs were directly over his asshole. I applied a gentle pressure on his hole until I could feel his sphincter beginning to loosen. I slowly worked one thumb into him using only my saliva for lubrication. I started a steady in and out motion with my thumb. As I pushed my thumb into his hot hole, I could feel him pushing back against my thumb, forcing it farther into him. I was horny, and my cock was pushing out the front of my pants. I withdrew my thumb from his ass, and unbuckled my belt. George called out to me, "Don't stop, keep finger fucking me". I told him, "I'm getting out of my clothes, hang on". He nodded his understanding, and returned his mouth to Bobby's dick.

I fumbled with the button on my pants, finally getting it loose. My hand slipped down to my zipper, and with lightning speed I opened my zipper and dropped my pants. I tucked my thumbs into the waistband of my briefs and hurriedly pushed my underwear down to my ankles. I stepped out of my briefs and returned to my position behind George. I laid my hard dick in the crack of his ass, and leaned forward. With gentle thrusting I rubbed my cock up and down his crack. After a few strokes, he was pushing back against me, silently begging for penetration. I reached down for the lube we had left on the floor the night before and picked up the tube. While continuing my rubbing, I opened the lube and allowed it to drip down on my cock. My thrusting motions spread the lube around my cock and his ass. George lifted his mouth from the meat he was sucking, and whispered hoarsely to me, "Fuck me!" Without hesitation, I placed the swollen head of my shaft against his asshole and pushed. The head slid in without any resistance, and with a second push the entire shaft was enveloped in his hot, wet, slippery ass. The sensations my cock was experiencing and sending to my brain were as marvelous as ever. As I pumped my rigid meat in and out of his ass, he responded by driving himself back against me. My ball sack slammed against him with each forward thrust, adding to my pleasure.

I leaned over him and rested my chest against his back. I took his earlobe between my lips, and ran my tongue all around his outer ear. He moaned, and I forced my tongue into his tender inner ear canal. I lapped in and out of his ear, tasting the sharp tang of his ear wax. As my tongue continued to explore his ear, he moaned and twitched under my body. We were all hot and horny. Our bodies glistened with the sweat of passion, and the heady aroma of sex filled my nose. The smell was exciting and pushed my lust even higher. I urgently slammed my engorged organ faster and faster into George's hot ass. My balls felt like they were going to explode. I felt my ball sack pull up tightly against my dick, and I felt the sperm desperately forcing it's way up my piss tube. With one mighty lunge, I forced my cock into George as far as it would go. As my pubic bone connected with his ass, I exploded sending hot sizzling sperm flying into him. I held him tightly against me as blast after blast of my juice poured into him. My cock pulsed over and over as the cum was pumped out. As I finished pouring out my load, George squeezed my dick fiercely with his talented ass. The squeeze caused me to fire off one more load of cum into him. I couldn't remember ever squirting so much cum at one time. My breathing was fast and deep as the last wave of orgasm flowed over me.

I kept my chest on his back and reached around his waist. I found his throbbing cock, and firmly grasped it with my hands. Pre cum was pouring from the slit, and I spread it all around his circumcised head. Each stroke of my hand caused him to moan, and soon he was pumping his hard shaft in and out of my hands. I kept tightening my hands around his cock, and his moans continued to increase. He was obviously enjoying the sensations my hands were providing to his sensitive meat.

As I jacked George off, I heard Bobby let out a howl, signaling his impending orgasm. George pulled his lips from the shaft just as the first jet of cum came shooting out of Bobby. His sperm flew up into the air, before it splashed against the side of my face. I was able to use my tongue to capture some of the hot fluid and pull it into my mouth. It was warm and tangy on my tongue, and I swallowed it greedily. The next several shots hit George on the face and lips, dripping down his chin. He caught as much as he could with his tongue and sucked it into his mouth. The last of Bobby's cum pumped weakly out of his piss slit. It beaded up on the uncut head of his cock before running down his shaft and onto his balls.

George returned to pumping his cock furiously in and out of my hands. Again I tightened my grip on his shaft forcing his foreskin up and over his cockhead with each forward thrust and peeling it back with each backward stroke. George's speed increased rapidly, and soon I felt his cock throb and swell. In seconds, he was pumping hot sperm out of his rigid tool. The hot juice sprayed onto Bobby's dick and ball sack. Some of it shot into my hands and dripped onto Bobby's thighs.

With Bobby's orgasm finished, I released George's dick from my choke hold, and pulled my limp cock from his ass. We both collapsed onto Bobby and remained motionless for a few moments while he caught his breath.

I slipped my self down between Bobby's legs, and started lapping up the juice George had sprayed him with. I cleaned up his inner thighs, and let my tongue wander up to his asshole. Cum had dripped and run from his ball sack, pooling in the crack of his ass. I eagerly ate every drop I could find. George was busy cleaning up Bobby's ball sack and cock. George and I both made our way up Bobby's shaft. While I retracted the foreskin, George tongued under the cockhead, getting every last drop of cum that could be found.

We remained in front of the fire for a few more minutes, allowing the pleasurable feelings to wash over us. Bobby reached over and grabbed my cock shaft, pulling the foreskin back over the cockhead. I smiled and stroked his limp dick with the back of my hand.

We all got our clothes on and prepared to go out and finish the chores. The smell of sweat, semen, and sex filled the air. Just the smell caused my dick to begin hardening once again. I couldn't believe I was getting another hard on so soon. As we left the cabin, all I could think about was the sex I wanted to have that night.

We went down to the dock to check out the boat and see what work needed to be done to it. We got the tarp covering off, and found that several animals had been living under it. There were food scraps, leaves, and branches scattered over the seats and bottom of the boat. Overall, the boat just needed a real good cleaning.

George said that we needed to beach the boat on the shore so we could give it a thorough cleaning inside and out. We untied the mooring ropes and pulled it towards the shore. We managed to get the front half up onto the sand, but the weight of the engine was keeping us from getting it all the way up onto the beach.

We decided that the only way we could get it all the way ashore, would be for one of us to get into the water behind the boat and push it from behind. After our earlier experience with the cold water, no one wanted to volunteer. We discussed the situation at great length, and decided that Bobby would do it. It was to be the pay back for lying to us about the water temperature. He grudgingly agreed.

George told us he was going to run up to the cabin for a towel so Bobby could dry off after we got the boat beached. I asked Bobby if he was going to leave his clothes on, and he said, "You gotta be crazy. I don't want my clothes all wet". With that, he stripped his clothes off. I watched closely as he removed his pants and underwear, longing for a glimpse of his dick. I didn't have to wait long, as his pants fell to the ground, revealing his long, uncut cock. I was surprised to see that his dick was semi-hard, dangling to one side. I asked if he was feeling a little horny, and he responded with, "I'm always horny".

We heard George returning with the towels, and Bobby walked into the water. He got behind the boat and pushed the engine up and into the boat. With the engine out of the way he was able to get a grip on the engine supports and push. He hollered to us that he was ready, and we started pulling on the ropes. It only took a few minutes, and we had the boat completely out of the water.

Bobby came around the boat and grabbed one of the towels. I looked him over and noticed his shriveled dick. I couldn't help but say, "I thought you said you were always horny"? Then I pointed to his shrunken dick. He looked down at his dick and then up at me. In his deepest voice, he said, "Fuck you"! I nodded and replied, "Later".

Bobby quickly got dried off and put his clothes back on. We spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning out the inside of the boat and waxing the outside. We removed and washed all the seat cushions, swept out the junk the animals had left, and waxed all the woodwork.

Once we had finished our work, we went back up to the cabin. We were all dirty from cleaning out the boat, and desperately needed showers. Since the shower in the cabin wasn't working we decided to try an alternative solution to the problem.

Just down the road from the cabin was the entrance to the state park. George said he knew that they had showers, because he had seen them before. We gathered up our clean clothes and started off for the park. It was only about a mile to the park, and we strolled leisurely down the road. We weren't in any particular hurry and the walk took about 20 minutes. When we got to the park gate we were greeted by a uniformed ranger. He was about six feet tall with light brown hair and a body that indicated he must work out regularly. His uniform fit him very well, revealing a nice rounded ass, as well as a substantial bulge in the front of his pants. His name tag said "Ranger Joe". He was very good looking and I felt my dick start to harden in my pants. I covered my crotch with my clean clothes in an attempt to cover my hardening cock. He told us the entrance fee was a dollar and a half for the day. None of us expected to have to pay a fee so we had no money with us. We explained our situation and he agreed to let us in for free since it was late in the day.

We made our way to the bathroom/shower area of the park. Once inside, we found a clean, well maintained bathroom and shower complex. The toilets and urinals were on one side and the showers and drying area were on the other. The sinks took up the space in between. We got over to the showers and put our clean clothes down on the slatted benches in the drying area. There were two large shower stalls, each one containing twelve shower heads. We looked around both of them and found ourselves alone. We figured there was no one around because it was still the middle of the week.

We quickly shed our dirty clothing and got into the showers. We turned on the water and started rinsing off. George went back out to our clean clothing and picked up the soap. He tossed it to me, and I started soaping up. Bobby came over and grabbed the soap from me, and started washing up. I sneaked up on him and took the soap back. I told him I was going to wash everyone up. He turned to face me, revealing his rigid cock. He spread his legs, and said, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

I immediately started rubbing the bar of soap across his chest and stomach. I used my hands to spread the soap around, and worked my way down to his crotch. Paying particular attention to his hard meat, I rubbed the soap all over his cock and balls. He moaned several times, and began to thrust his cock into my hand. I released his cock, and told him, "Not yet, I'll take care of you when I'm done washing up you and George."

I grabbed his shoulders and turned him around, so I could wash his back and butt. I worked the soap all over his back and then allowed my hands to slip down to the crack of his ass. I washed him thoroughly, probing his asshole with my soapy fingers. I could feel him pushing his ass back against my fingers as I washed him. Once I was done with him, I turned my attention to George.

I soaped George up quickly, rubbing his hard dick firmly and rapidly with my soapy hand. I rubbed down his back and butt, and gave him a little shoulder massage. When I was done, I started soaping myself, and both George and Bobby jumped in to give me a hand. It felt strange having six hands rubbing all over me at the same time. My dick got completely hard, and one of the guys grabbed it and started jacking me off. I only felt a couple of strokes before the hand was withdrawn, leaving my hard cock flapping in the wind.

George threw his hands around my neck and pulled me closer to him. With his lips on my ear, he whispered, "How about a blowjob"?

I nodded my head and felt his hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. Once on my knees, I found his dick staring me in the face. Without hesitation, I opened my mouth, and he stuck the whole thing in. With one driving motion he slipped his cock all the way down my throat.

By this time, Bobby had figured out what was going on, and he said, "What about me, who's gonna suck my dick"?

George told him to stop whining and join us. He moved over until he was shoulder to shoulder with George. I reached up with my hand and grasped his throbbing dick. I pushed his foreskin back and wrapped my hand around his cockhead. I began to gently rub the head with my fingers and thumb. George pulled his dick from my mouth and said, "Suck him for a while".

I turned my head, and took Bobby's cock deeply into my mouth and started to apply suction. I switched hands and took hold of George's cock and started to pump it up and down.

I was really turned on by what I was doing, and my own dick was rock hard. I decided to alternately suck each of the guys, and masturbate the one who wasn't getting sucked. I had a pretty good rhythm going, when I felt a hand on my back. I pulled off the dick I was sucking, and turned my head to see who was behind me.

As I turned my head, I was surprised to see Ranger Joe standing over me. He was stark naked, and his seven inch cut dick was pointing straight up to the ceiling. He grinned at me, and said, "I decided to collect the entrance fee after all".

"Since you guys don't have any cash, I guess I'll just have to take it out in trade".

"Besides, it looks like you have more cock than you can handle".

With that, he knelt down beside me and wrapped his arms around Bobby's ass. He pulled Bobby towards him until his cock was in his mouth. In seconds, he had Bobby's cock all the way down his throat, and slurping noises were coming from his mouth.

I returned my full attention to George's cock and again sucked him all the way down my throat. I massaged his balls with my hand, as he squirmed and thrust his pelvis against my face. I felt his ball sack pull up tight against my chin and I knew he was about to blow his load. I sucked his cock even harder and squeezed his nuts. I heard him groan as the first squirt of hot cum shot into my mouth. He pushed forward, sliding his cock down my throat and held me there with his hands. I felt shot after shot of his juice pump out of his cock and fly down my throat. After a half dozen shots, he finally released me and I pulled off of his dick. I leaned forward and licked the remaining sperm from his shaft and cockhead.

We then turned to watch Bobby and Joe. Bobby was furiously pumping his meat in and out of Joe's mouth, obviously not far from shooting his load. Joe's fingers were probing Bobby's ass, adding greatly to his excitement.

Bobby ultimately grabbed the back of Joe's head and pulled him tightly against his crotch. I could tell from the look on his face that he was pumping his hot sperm into Joe. His ball sack was pulled up against his dick, and Joe's finger was all the way up his ass. As Bobby finished shooting his load, we could see a small drop of cum escape from Joe's lips and dribble down his chin. Joe finished swallowing the hot cum in his mouth and then he said, "I can't believe that you just pumped that much sperm out". Bobby smiled and said, "Well, there is more where that came from".

We had all gotten to our feet, when George said, "You two still need to get your rocks off. Look at your dicks, they look like they are going to pop". Everyone looked at our dicks, and sure enough they were rigid. Bobby asked if we wanted to get blown, and Joe said, "I think I would rather fuck your tight ass". I looked at George and nodded my head up and down. George said, "OK then, fuck us".

George and Bobby got down on their hands and knees next to each other. Joe and I knelt behind them and spit lubed our cocks. We moved into position behind them and placed our hard dicks up against their assholes. We mounted them in unison, with both of our cocks sliding in without any difficulty. I waited a minute before beginning my thrusting, but Joe was too horny to wait. He immediately pulled back until only the head was in and then lunged forward.

Bobby grunted and slid forward on the slick shower floor. Joe grabbed his hips and pulled him back tightly against his crotch. Joe plunged in and pulled out of his ass rapidly, causing Bobby to squeal in pain. "More lube", yelled Bobby. Joe complied, spitting again on his withdrawn cock. I began thrusting into George, while holding my foreskin back with my hand. I liked the feeling of fucking with my foreskin pulled back. It made the fucking sensation much more intense. In no time at all, I was pumping my hot sperm into George's ass.

When I finally stopped shooting, I laid forward across George's back and watched Joe fuck Bobby. Joe was grunting and groaning with every thrust, and I saw him pull all the way out of Bobby's ass. He grabbed his cock and aimed it straight for Bobby's pulsing hole. With one mightily thrust, he crammed his cock back into Bobby and stopped moving. He moaned as his hot sperm shot out of his dick and up into Bobby. Joe's ass cheeks twitched as he unloaded into the hot ass. Joe pulled his cock out of Bobby's ass and laid it on his back. One last jet of sperm shot out of the piss slit and on to Bobby's back. Joe leaned over and licked it up.

We all got up and finished showering, talking about what a good time we had just had. George explained to Joe that we were staying in a cabin just up the road, and invited him to come over later. Joe said he would most definitely be there.

We dried off and got dressed, and headed back for the cabin. On the way back, we discussed the our adventure in the shower. We all agreed that Joe was quite a find, and we were all looking forward to having a second go around with him. Just the thought of more sex with him had my cock hardening in my pants. I looked over at the other two, and saw that they were also tenting their pants.

If the previous events were any indication, I realized that this was going to be quite a summer. I couldn't help but wonder what other adventures were out there waiting for us.

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written by mr bi jingle