I decided to go camping for the weekend, I needed a break from life and all the daily stresses, just me, nature and my friend Jackson for a whole 2 days.
I’m bringing Jackson along because I have no idea how to go camping, and he can protect me from all the dangers that might be out there, like wolves, spiders and drop bears. I might be 6 feet tall but I was raised as a city boy and I’m quite introverted so I never really leave my house much whereas Jackson is a 6’4 country boy who grew up on farms but moved to the city for work reasons. Jackson also had a lot of weight behind him, his large stomach hopefully protecting me from any bears that might come wandering near our tent.
I was kind of nervous to be sharing a single tent as Jackson had a habit of sleeping in nothing but his underwear or wearing overalls, neither of which hid much to the imagination. I had seen Jacksons dick on two separate occasions, an accident at the gym shower and when he needed to take a piss on a long road trip. A single tent was all Jackson had however and I wasn’t about to go shopping to buy a new one.
Jackson pulled up to my house in his familiar overalls, asking me if I was ready to go, I hopped in his car and threw my bag in the backseat, noticing a severe lack of luggage on Jacksons end apart from the tent. When I asked him about it, he just said he usually under packs when camping and we weren’t going for that long anyways.
We drove while chatting for a while until we both went silent, just enjoying nature as it passed by. The trees were so hypnotic, I ended up passing out in the passenger seat as we continued on our journey…
I woke up as the car came to a sudden stop, Jackson had taken us all the way to our camping site and parked the car down the bottom of the trail. He got out quickly, going around to the boot and grabbing some stuff. I was right behind him except I was dealing with the weirdest feeling, my asshole felt a bit strange and the back of my underwear and pants were ruffled. I must have moved around in my sleep a lot or changed positions but it definitely felt weird in my backside.
I brushed it off and went to go help Jackson grab stuff out the car and begin our walk up the trail. It was beautiful walking through the forest but very twisty and turning, I felt like if I went off the path I would lose my way. The trees were tall and the branches stretched long, obscuring most of the sky until we finally reached our clearing. It wasn’t anything special, just a campsite with a spot for a fire and our singular tent.
I looked forward to exploring the surrounds later but first we got to setting up our tent, I noticed that Jackson seemed to charge through the set-up, never stopping to take a breather like I would but I guess that’s just his fitness level compared to mine, he was working up a real sweat to, he was standing away from the tent for a brief moment and I could see it pooling on his back, in his pits and even around his massive bulge in his overalls.
I suddenly remembered that I would be sharing a tent with this man and regretted not making him bring extra clothes, maybe there was a stream nearby we could bathe in. I didn’t realise it but I had been absentmindedly staring at Jackson’s swollen crotch for a couple of minutes and it was only when he pulled his cock out of his overalls and directed it towards me from where he was standing.
I stood there in shock, ripping my gaze away and yelling at him, asking what the fuck he was doing, to which he casually responded that he needed to piss and he didn’t want to walk all the way back down to the toilets. I found my gaze being pulled back towards him, curiosity getting the better of me as I watched him drain his snake on the nearby grass.
His cock was mostly erect but I could tell it still had some growth in it, standing at about 6 inches but the GIRTH on it was the real jewel, thick like a wine bottle. His foreskin was slightly peeled back as his slit spurted out piss for what felt like minutes before the stream started peetering out, his hips shaking his cock around to get the last drops out before he tucked it back into his overalls, some drops soaking into his crotch.
I shook my head and refocused on setting up the tent, trying to block out the image of Jackson’s cock in my brain.
Later on in the afternoon, we were both relaxing in some lawn chairs and having a few drinks when Jackson suddenly stood up and asked if he could practice his wrestling moves with me, he needed to make sure he was in good form for an upcoming competition. A little tipsy and wanting to help a friend out, I agreed and we squared off a bit away from the campsite.
Even though I had agreed to just let Jackson practice his moves on me, I decided to have a little fun and try to win or get Jackson in a good hold if I could. I lunged towards him, trying to put him on the backfoot but he anticipated it, dodging low and scooping me up into a bearhug, his arms wrapping around my waist and squeezing tightly. He lifted me off the ground like it was nothing and bounced me, sending pain shooting up my spine as he crushed my body against his.
I pushed against him and started to wriggle free but just as I was getting out of the hold, he switched things up and reached his hands downwards, grabbing my ass and throwing me over his shoulder, spinning me around until I was locked in a rack position. I couldn’t believe his strength and agility, especially being as chubby as he is. He pulled my back further across his shoulders, stretching me as I grunted, a bearhug was one thing but I had no idea how to release myself from this position.
Jackson started talking to me, explaining the different positions and holds, his specialties and his favourite moves, making sure to keep me nice and stretched out so I had to listen to him. It was quite humiliating being manhandled and talked down to like this, but I guess he was the professional wrestler.
Luckily, Jackson didn’t keep me there for much longer, his hands gripping my thigh and shoulders lifted me up and SLAMMED me down across his knee into a backbreaker, dropping me to the grass as I writhed in pain, groaning and massaging where his knee had hit my spine. He explained that a backbreaker was a great way to send a message of dominance to an opponent, standing over them as they rolled around in pain.
The pain was slowly subsiding so I tried to stand up carefully but Jackson grabbed me, flipping me around and bending me backwards, tucking my face into his armpit and bending me backwards, my legs keeping me up as he applied the bulldog chokehold.
Instead of choking me, he was just holding me there, my face and nose stuffed into his armpit as I caught smell of exactly how sweaty his overalls had gotten, his man-smell flooding my senses as he began to rain down punches on my stomach, they weren’t too hard, just hard enough for each hit to force me further and further into his armpit.
I tried my best not to breathe through my nose but the smell was almost impossible to ignore, punching through my senses and intoxicating me, his sweat getting all over my face as he rubbed my face into his smelly pits. I had played sports and been in gaming tournaments so was used to musky dudes but this was a whole new level. I began coughing, the smell and sweat invading my mouth as I tried my best to acquire fresh air but it was no use, the only air I could get was toxic and choking me.
He finally released me and I scrambled away, coughing into the air as I tried to regain oxygen. I was bent forward, my hands on my knees slightly spread apart as I wretched up some saliva until I felt Jackson’s presence behind me again, announcing himself by his stomach bumping into my backside.
Before I could tell him that I needed a break, his arms reached up from underneath my legs and picked me up again, wrapping around the back of my neck and trapping me in a full nelson hold, lifting me off the ground once more as my arms hung limply in the air and my legs dangled around his arms. I was truly useless in this position but I was finally able to catch my breath as Jackson held me there.
This position wasn’t a stretch or a chokehold so I was able to just sit comfortably, held in the air by Jacksons strong arms, I began wondering why we were even in this position until I looked down and realised that all of my private areas were on display, my bulge pushed proudly out into the world and my ass dangling in the air, inviting anyone to use me freely.
So this was a position for humiliation but since it was only myself and Jackson and he was behind me, it didn’t seem too effective and yet still, Jackson held me there for a while, the only sounds were our heavy breaths. Maybe Jackson was also using this as a chance to catch his breath and recover after our bout.
The problem was, the drinks were now hitting me and all the exertion had made me realise the urgent need to urinate, and I didn’t want to piss myself and ruin my clothes so I asked Jackson if we could take a quick break so I could duck into the woods and piss. His response, however, was telling me to just piss here and we’ll keep going, citing that the grass wouldn’t mind if I pissed on it.
I told him he was nuts and I wasn’t about to piss myself and have to wear wet shorts for the rest of the night. He went quiet and began shuffling his hands around, I assumed he was letting me down but instead, his free hand moved down to my shorts and pulled them down, tucking them and my undies underneath my nut sack, exposing my cock to the cool evening air and Jackson himself.
I shouted at him once more, and tried to wrestle myself out of this humiliating position but it was no use, the full nelson hold had me sufficiently trapped as Jackson grabbed hold of my cock and pointed it downwards to the grass and away from our bodies. He asked if this would work to which I responded an emphatic NO but he ignored me, instead choosing to press his palm into my bladder.
It was like he hit a switch or something inside of me and I was unable to control myself as piss started streaming from my cock, splashing onto the ground as Jackson forced me to urinate, humiliating me even further in this position, turning me into a human watering can.
Eventually my piss finished and the relief was instant, I felt so much better but my cheeks were red with embarrassment as Jackson tucked my cock back into my shorts and pulled them up. Without letting me think, he grappled and manhandled me until I was held in the air above him, his arms the only thing keeping gravity from taking me, I was beginning to feel dizzy from all the turning and twisting.
Jackson finished by turning me upside down, putting me back into an upside down bearhug, this time with my face pressed into his stomach as he stretched my back again, squeezing it tightly against his body as my legs kicked in the air.
He told me that he had one last position he wanted to do and it was his favourite, then we would be done. I breathed in relief that this torment would finally be over but was soon panicking as Jackson dropped me further down, my face dropping down towards his impressive bulge, going past until I was dangling just below his crotch. He stepped forward, putting a leg on either side of my head before he DROPPED us both to the ground, his crotch smothering my face as he wrapped his arms around my legs, tucking them into his armpits.
If I thought his pits smelled bad, his crotch was the final boss, his musk pressed directly into my nose, flooding my brain but mixed in was the slight piss smell, caused by the drops of piss he had let drip into his overalls earlier. I tried to talk but opening my mouth just caused his covered balls and shaft to shove themselves in there and rub around, I couldn’t tell if it was my fighting to escape or Jackson himself but his crotch was rubbing itself all over my face, coating every inch of it with his scent.
Not only that, but my bent back was also stretching painfully, mixing in with the humiliation of having another guy bulge in my face. My arms were trapped underneath his legs and I couldn’t manage to tap out, leaving me to suffer as he got comfortable smothering my face.
His musk was beginning to swell, pressing further into my senses as his bulge began to grow with it, the stimulation from grinding against me making it stiffen, his balls and shaft growing larger and becoming more prominent, I could taste his testicle sweat, a slightly more salty taste than this armpits as they grew large enough to cover my nose and mouth entirely.
I had no choice, I wanted to avoid this due to my respect for my fellow man but I needed to escape this crotch of hell and so I bit down as hard as I could on his covered nutsack, trying to get the message through to release me and it worked!
Jackson screamed out in pain and jumped off of me, releasing my legs and face from the hold and scrambling away from me, clutching his balls in pain as he curled up in the fetal position. He screamed at me, questioning how I could do that, so I screamed back, telling him his wrestling was messed up and that I didn’t ask for any of this.
The screaming match devolved further until I thought there was a chance it could get physical and knowing that Jackson had the advantage, I just told him to fuck off and that I was going to bed, telling myself I would apologise in the morning after sleeping the anger off.
I heard Jackson talking to himself and breathing heavily before he walked off into the woods, trudging through the path until he was gone from my sight. I breathed a sigh of relief that things didn’t get any worse and crawled into the tent, laying down on top of the sleeping mat and drifting off to sleep…
As I slept, I dreamt that I was on a rollercoaster, riding up and down an endless track. I tried my best to get out of the rollercoaster but I was locked in, my legs not working as I bounced along. To make matters worse, there was a bump in my seat and it was pressing against my ass roughly, every twist and turn caused it to grind further into me. The bump felt like it was growing and growing, slowly turning into what felt like a spike, poking at my asshole, the pain getting more and more…
I awoke to a BURNING pain in my backside, my hole feeling like it was being stretched to oblivion as something roughly thrust in and out of it. I blinked my eyes in the bright light of the tent and tried to move but I couldn’t, one of my legs was pinned by something heavy and the other was being held in the air, my knee bent up towards my head.
I slowly got my bearings amongst the pain, I was laying on my side in the tent with a heavy presence behind me. I looked around, Jackson was behind me, holding my leg up in the air while his legs were wrapped around my other leg, trapping me in my current predicament. I looked down to see my pants and underwear were nowhere to be seen, exposing my lower half to the cool night air.
Another pain in my ass brought me back to reality, not only was I naked and trapped, Jackson was FUCKING me, his cock stretching me slowly as he penetrated me. I started screaming, cussing, writhing to the best of my ability but was stopped quickly by his meaty hand clamping down around my mouth, silencing me as he pushed further inside my ass until he stopped.
I couldn’t feel his pubes against my ass so I knew he wasn’t all the way in but I prayed he was almost there, I don’t think my ass could handle much more of his tool. He started whispering in my ear, telling me he was surprised to see me wake up, I had never done that before. BEFORE?! Was this not the first time he fucked me in my sleep?
He detailed how every time I pissed him off in the past, he would punish me by waiting until I was fast asleep and then using me for his own pleasure, I was such a deep sleeper, he could do whatever he wanted to me and I wouldn’t know any better. The smell of his hand and his musk was beginning to fill the tent, making it hard to concentrate on the words he was saying, I could feel my erection growing despite my internal protests.
His other hand reached out and presented his phone to me as he scrolled through a bunch of images. To my horror, they were all of me sleeping in various humiliating scenarios. A photo of my face covered in cum with his cock resting on it, a photo of his cock buried deep inside my ass, a video of him using my feet to jerk himself off and worst of all, a video of him holding our cocks together and making us piss at the same time, covering my body with urine.
I started to tear up and ask him how he could do such a thing when he responded that little bitch boys like me should know better than to argue and upset real men like him. He enjoyed our earlier wrestling session and overpowering me easily, putting me in my place as his jobber and he couldn’t wait to spend the whole weekend toying with me and fucking me.
I told him he was crazy and that I was going to leave as soon as I was able to, he asked if that was the case, then why am I still holding my leg in the air, presenting my ass to him? I looked down and realised that he had released my leg to show me the photos on his phone but I had kept my leg raised the entire time. Jackson said no matter how much I fought him, I was made to be bred by a big man like him, his cock sliding another inch into me to reinforce the point. I could feel his big, round stomach against my back as he got closer to bottoming out inside of me, reminding me how much smaller I was than him.
His hand reached down and started stroking my cock as he slowly withdrew out of me, before sliding back in, thrusting himself inside my ass at the same pace he was stroking me off. I slowly let my leg fall down, only to be interrupted by a SMACK on my ass. He said he was being gentle but if I tried to put my leg down again, he would fold me into a pretzel and destroy my insides before leaving me outside for the wolves.
I obeyed, keeping my leg as high in the air as I could manage as he resumed fucking me, picking up the pace as he stroked my cock once more. I tried my best to stifle my moans but every now and then, his cock would slip deeper inside of me and hit a spot which flushed my body with pleasure. If he kept hitting that spot, I wouldn’t last much longer, his hand doing wonders massaging my cock.
He started whispering in my ear again that he couldn’t wait to see my explosion, a little bitch like me is probably going to spray all over the tent while he filled my ass up with his delicious load. I couldn’t take it, my orgasm swelled up quickly, exploding out of me as I cried out, my load indeed spraying out of my like a fire hose, shooting forward and hitting the sides of the tent as he pounded my ass, his cock swelling up as he prepared to dump inside of me.
He groaned in my ear, planting his cock halfway inside of me and holding it there, pumping rope after rope inside of me as I felt my ass slowly filling up and overflowing, his cum dripping out of me as he pulled his cock out of my ass, the high of my orgasm coming down as my brain processed exactly what just happened.
My heart was racing, the pleasure of the moment gone as fear set back in, I knew I had to get out of this situation as fast as possible but I had to wait until Jackson passed out or something and put my clothes back on. I wasn’t risking staying here until morning and being at his mercy again.
After what felt like ages of him cuddling me, taking photos of my destroyed asshole and whispering in my ear, he finally rolled over and I heard him start snoring.
I carefully stood up to a crouch, grabbed my underwear and pants and snuck out of the tent, putting my clothes back on before I carefully crept towards the edge of the forest. Once I was out of this open area, I would sprint away and find the path back to the car.
I reached the first tree and breathed a sigh of relief, turning around to look back at the tent, only for a chill to run up my spine. There was Jackson, smiling and waving at me, before he broke into a sprint.
My own legs carried me away and into the night, being hunted by a wild beast of a man…
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