The Get-A-Way Weekend

I went back with Ed in his boat, so as not to raise too much suspicion if others were down at the beach when we docked. Ed didn’t say too much on the ride back, but did keep looking at me and was overtly checking me out. 

I watched Dan load his stuff in his boat after we took off, admiring his big solid physique, still shirtless as he got into the boat we arrived in. He waved a big arm up at us as we pulled away. He was one hot man, and having taking his cock twice in me, I was already thinking about how to get it again. I turned to see Ed staring at me, smiling. I wondered what he was thinking, having just kissed me hard. By the sounds of it, Ed didn’t just kiss any guys. Now I was wondering if he wanted my ass to be his first. 

When we pulled up towards the dock, I could see a big burly figure standing shirtless on the edge of the dock in a pair of shorts. It was Rob. I had misjudged his physique under his clothes. Sure he had a round gut, from good eating and lots of beer, but he was still pretty solid, with big wide shoulders and big biceps. He had a small amount of dark hair spread across his meaty pecs, with a small patch going down over his belly. His legs were thick, like tree trunks under his cargo shorts. His dark hair was messy on top, and his big dark beard completed the manly look. He was smoking as we approached, squinting in the sun to see us. He gave a wide smile and waved at us, his big feet moving to the edge of the dock to assist us as Ed steered the boat in. 

I couldn’t help take him in. I pegged him for a big bear type, which he clearly was, but he was more solid than I pictured. And up close in the sunlight now, he was a good looking guy with that beard. I could see faints of grey in his chest hair and beard as we neared. His legs were still solid, and his arms clearly remained big and thick. 

“Mornin’ boys.” He grumbled as we hit the dock, his cigarette hanging out of his mouth. His eyes were on mine, and he knelt on the dock to take the rope Ed threw him. I stared at him, watching him pull the rope tight and start to wind it around the dock edge, his muscles flexing and bulging as he did. I was never into guys that weren’t totally physically fit, but something about him was making me drool. Maybe it was just the three loads I had, two in my ass and one down my throat that was keeping me horny. Maybe it was his sheer size and masculine manner. But suddenly I could picture this giant bear on top of me.

“Did you catch anything?” His voice brought me back, and I noticed the boat was tied securely to the dock, Ed behind me already climbing out. Rob’s big hand was extended to me in an offer of assistance. I grabbed it, feeling him squeeze tight and hoist me out of the boat into him. My other hand reflexively went to his bicep as I stepped onto the dock as he literally pulled me out of the boat quickly, and he looked down at me with a giggle. “You’re a light little thing, aren’t you?”  

I smiled, smelling the smoke and the manly scent of him as I let go of both his hand and his arm. I laughed back, “Maybe you’re just too fucking strong bud.” 

He winked at me. “Bit a both I figure.” He took a drag out of his cigarette watching me. I looked at his face, which was actually handsome. He was probably a stud in his younger years, and he still was in that hot bear dad sort of way. I wondered how old he was. I knew that his wife was the senior one in my wife’s team at the hospital, and thought that Allie had said she was the oldest of them in her 50s. But looking at this guy I couldn’t imagine him to be in his 50s. 

Ed padded by us, carrying his backpack and gear, making sure I had everything. “Is everyone up?” He called back to Rob.  

“Sort of,” Rob called back, taking a final drag of his smoke and flicking it into a can at the edge of the dock as he walked by. I followed him, staring at his wide back which was thick and meaty. Not as cut and muscled as I’m used to, but definitely massive and powerful. His shorts were baggy, so I couldn’t get a good sense of his ass, but from the way his legs looked and the way his smooth back looked, I was sure it was a nice handful of meaty smooth flesh. 

We rounded the beach and Rob looked back out to the water and noticed Dan’s boat coming in. Rob stopped and stared out, then looked back at me. He raised his eyebrows and looked me up and down, which made me stop behind him. I looked to the water and saw Dan, wearing his shirt now, cruising in slowly to his dock.  

“Did Ed take you to the island?” He asked me softly, putting his hands in his pockets.  

I hesitated, not sure what I was supposed to say. “Uh, yeah we checked it out.” I could see Dan pulling up to the other dock now, looking over at us and giving a wave. “Dan was out there too this morning.” I added, Rob’s eyes looking at me almost suspiciously. 

Then he smiled through his beard. “Cool.” His gaze roamed down me, looking at my legs and then back up quickly. “I think we should start drinking early today.” 

I let out a laugh in relief at his sudden change in topic. “I’m game.” I said without thinking. 

He smiled at me again, this time letting his stare linger. “Good. Then lets get drunk.” He added with a wink. 

My heart was fluttering again. I was becoming insatiable, and every guy around me was suddenly desirable. Rob started walking up to the cottage as I heard Dan call me from the lake. I turned to see him wave at me and point towards his cottage to the left of ours. I looked up and saw a guy heading towards us. He looked to be about my height or just a bit taller, but stocky and thicker than my lean muscled frame. He had longer messy blonde hair, a softer sort of face but was still a good looking dude. He passed Rob with a little nod, and I noticed Rob look back towards me, watching this guy approach me as Dan came up from the lake.  

He smiled at me, held out his hand and I noticed his hazel eyes were sparkling wide. “You must be Brian.” 

I held out my hand and he grabbed it, shaking it hard. 

“Mitch.” He said politely. He did look like a former hockey player, with the wide shoulders and the thick legs. He was stocky and built, his age showing though. “Dan told me he was going to take you out this morning. How did it go?” His eyes were questioning, but he was smiling.  

I turned to Rob who gave a smile but continued up to the cottage. I wondered what he was thinking. I looked back at Mitch, as Dan moved up to us and stood beside him. “It was fun.” I said, looking at Dan with a smile. 

Dan laughed. “More than fun.” He leaned in to Mitch’s side and talked quieter. “He’s a fantastic bottom. Nice tight ass.” He wrapped his arm around Mitch, and I could see how these two made a fucking hot couple. “I fucked him twice.” Dan added with a grin. 

Mitch’s eyes widened more, and he looked me up and down. “When do I get a turn?” 

I chuckled a bit, seeing Rob standing up on the cottage deck looking down towards us. “I think I might need a rest before I take anything else.” I said quietly. Mitch tugged at his shorts, his eyes at my legs. Mitch had blonde hair on his thick arms, and I could see it on his legs. It was so fair that from far away it made him look smooth. He looked like one solid if not ripped guy. Again, I was licking my lips in anticipation of yet another hot man to play with. I wanted this weekend to go on forever. “I’ll have to see what I can do to escape the crowd!” I pointed up to the house. 

“Ed kissed him.” Dan suddenly said lowly to Mitch. Mitch turned to Dan in shock and let out a loud “NO!” Dan nodded. “Yep, planted a nice deep one on him.” 

Mitch groaned. “Well fuck you must be one hot man. I’ve never seen Ed kiss or touch anyone. Usually he just lets them suck him off. He hasn’t even kissed us!” Mitch whispered.  

I was getting hard again listening to this, remembering that sensation of Ed leaning in to kiss me unexpectedly. I looked back up and noticed Rob holding up a glass of something orange for me. He wasn’t kidding – he did want to get me drunk early. “I’ll let you know if I can escape later but right now I feel like I’m being watched carefully.” I excused myself and headed towards Rob, that big burly hunk of a man on the porch.  

As soon as I neared him, he had a scowling look on his face. “What did they want?” 

“Them? Nothing, just introducing himself. Mitch that is. I hadn’t met him yet.” 

Rob looked down at them on the beach, and gave a little huff. “Oh.” He held out the glass. “The ladies are in there making mimosas but this is just vodka and orange. Nothing sparkly.” I took it from him and he clinked it with mine. “Cheers man.”  

I took a swig and realized it was more vodka than orange juice, and it hit me already going down with no food in my stomach. I let out a satisfactory gasp and looked at Rob. “Thanks. This will do the trick in no time if you keep mixing them like that!” 

Rob laughed and patted my shoulder. “That’s the plan little man.” He plopped himself down on the Adirondack chair and I went over to our cottage to take a leak and see if there was any food cooking. 

I freshened up, ate some food with the women and Alex, and poured Rob and I another drink and returned to him on his front porch where it seemed he was waiting for me.  

“Ah, perfect!” He said taking the second drink from me. “I was hoping you’d come back with a refill.” He dragged another chair over closer to him and pointed at it for me to sit.  

We sat together talking shit, getting a third drink, and relaxing for the next hour. As I finished the third, I realized I was feeling it, and I was getting more and more comfortable with this big man. He was too by the looks of him, letting his stares hold on me longer, seeing his eyes travelling up and down my body, and realizing our chairs were getting closer and closer together. The women from his cottage had come out and travelled over to ours, and soon the four of them were heading to the beach with drinks of their own to sip as they wandered to the water. Alex came over looking for Ed, and the two of them suddenly took off towards the boat, leaving Rob and I alone on the porch.  

After the crowd was gone and away, Rob suddenly jumped up and grabbed my glass and said he was getting another. It wasn’t even 11 o’clock in the morning and I was already getting hammered. “Maybe I should take a break!” I laughed as he stood in front of me, towering over me like a giant bear. His big brown eyes were staring at me, thinking.  

“Drinks too strong for you little man?” He teased.  

I shook my head no, and moved to get up, but he was sort of in my way. “No, but maybe I should make these ones.” 

He smiled and stepped back a bit to let me up. His eyes were watching me as I pushed myself up from the chair and then stood up, facing him, his burly chest in front of me, my eyes level with his bearded neck. “Suit yourself. You can come in and see if there’s anything else you want instead?” He said it with a smile and didn’t move.  

Was this a proposition? Was I starting to imagine that every guy up here wanted to have sex with me? Or was it the three vodkas I had just had, and the three loads of cum still swimming around in me that was making me so turned on for more that perhaps I was imagining it. I met his gaze and with the vodkas behind me, I matched his offer. “Sure, lead the way and you can show me what you got.” I think I sounded sexier than I meant, but it only made Rob smile more and his tongue came out of him mouth to moisten his lips.  

“Then follow me.” He said deeply, and moved towards the door.  

The inside of his cottage was similar to ours, with their kitchen to the left of the door with a big island in the middle facing out to the oversized windows looking out to the lake. Rob moved around to the one side of the counter while I moved to the other, my back facing the window. He was still shirtless, and I found his meaty pecs intoxicating to look at. Despite the beer gut, he was still a built man. I watched him move around the kitchen, grabbing the vodka bottle and the juice from the fridge, before he came to stand at the island and, placing both hands on the counter, stared at me.  

“So, what do you want?” he asked firmly, his brown eyes fixed on my icy blue ones.  

“What have you got?” I answered with a sly grin. 

He laughed. “I’ve got a lot, but I want to know what you want. Want something other than this?” He held up the bottle of vodka. “I can’t have you passing out on me already.”  

I giggled, maybe a little too much as I was feeling it. “I’m fine. I can take it. I’ve only had three loads.” 

I heard what I said as soon as it came out of my mouth, and Rob’s eyebrow cocked up. He tilted his head with a grin. “Loads?”  

I stood up straight, and tried to fluff it off with a laugh. “Loads? I said drinks! I’ve had three drinks.” 

Rob nodded. “Uh huh. Right.” He put the bottle down and his hands were on the counter again, looking at me. We didn’t speak for a few seconds, and I could feel the tension now between us. Rob looked over my shoulder out the window and then back at me, leaning down on the counter on his forearms and bending over. He looked over at the vodka bottle, and then peered down the counter towards his waist. “So, do you want another one?” He asked, looking back up at me.  

I was so happy he spoke, I didn’t really register what he was doing. “Sure.”  

He was sort of rocking at the waist, staring at me now, his smile apparent under his beard. “Sure? As in drink?” He paused, his smile slowly disappearing as his voice lowered. “Or load?” 

I hesitated, still unsure that this was really happening. I had hit such a dry spell with guys, and here I was away from the weekend to get away from the frustration, and now a fourth guy was coming on to me. Or so I thought. I looked at him carefully, his head tilted up to me from the island counter, his ass sticking out behind him as he was bent over.  

“What if I said load?” I asked very softly, letting my eyes fall to the ground to avoid his gaze.  

I heard him inhale, and he stood up from the counter and stepped back. I looked up to see him with his hands on his waist, and an apparent bulge in his cargo shorts. He took one hand scratched his gut, letting his fingers then glide over the top button of his shorts. He stopped, and hooked his thumb into the waistband, lowering them a bit. I looked back up to his face, and found his eyes locked on me. “Then I’d say I have another load for you right here if you want it.” 

I couldn’t believe this was happening. I swallowed hard, my own cock bulging in my shorts to be free. My heart was pounding as I looked at this bear in front of me. He was hot, and I was still hungry. I turned to look out the window, and noticed that everyone was down at the beach.  

“It’s okay. I can see everyone from here.” He said quietly, now rubbing his bulge through his shorts. Our eyes met again. “You want it?” He asked so softly I barely heard him, but I was already nodding. He saw my signal, and started to undo the button and the zipper, pulling his shorts open to reveal he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I saw the base of his cock as started to lower his shorts, a neatly covered dark bush surrounding the top. He lowered his shorts a bit more, letting me see the more of his dick. It looked thick, fat, huge. His shorts seemed to be sliding down forever, until at last they reached the tip and his cock flipped up and out, pointing up at me. He was cut, and large. Maybe it was the beefiness to him, or the dark hair around the base, but his cock was bigger and thicker than mine. It was smooth, veiny, and looked fucking tasty. “C’mere.” He whispered, holding his shorts down under it.  

I did, moving quickly around the counter and directly for his cock, grabbing it in my right hand and kneeling before him. I could smell his manly scent as I opened my mouth, so suddenly hungry for another dick to suck. I swallowed as much as I could all at once, hearing him groan in delight.  

“I knew it.” He moaned as I started to suck on him. It was thick, and I had to struggle to get it all the way in. I was already gagging, but the alcohol was loosening me up and I didn’t care. I wanted another load. His paw held my head as I sucked, listening to him hiss and moan as I slurped on his meat. My hands moved to his solid legs, feeling the heaviness of his flesh. There wasn’t an ounce of flab on him despite the gut. He was all man and I was sucking his cock like a hungry little boy.  

He started rocking his hips to match my rhythm and his groans grew. “I haven’t had my dick sucked in so long.” He growled. I opened my eyes to look up at him when he said it, seeing him looking down at me with a wide grin. “You look good down there boy.”  

I moaned at hearing him calling me boy. It had been a while, and even at 40, it still turned me on to hear a big man call me that. I pulled his shorts lower, giving him the hint. He moved his feet together and allowed me to lower them all the way, and stepped out of them, kicking them aside. He was now naked in front of me, and my hands started to roam as I continued to nurse his dick. 

My hands moved up those tree trunk legs to his ass. It was smooth, big, round, and fleshy. I squeezed it, realizing this was one juicy behind, all man flesh. How I would love to get my hands on this rump as he fucked me.  

Suddenly, all I could think about was him fucking him. This giant bear on me, in me, pounding my ass. I had told Mitch that I needed a break. But as I sucked on Rob’s thick cock, I was ready once again.  

I stood up and pulled my own shorts down and stripped off my shirt. Rob stared at me in surprise, and then took in my hard body. “Holy fuck look at you!” He growled, grabbing his dick and stroking it. He licked his palm and returned it to his cock, stroking it slowly. I grabbed my own cock and stroked it with one hand as my other hand went to his one meaty pec. He closed his eyes as I touched him, and he took a step towards me. 

We continued to stroke, standing so close together, my eyes and free hand mesmerized by his big stocky figure in front of me that I couldn't help but stare at him and touch him. We kept taking steps towards one another, our eyes coming back to the other. I took another bold move and stepped right up to him, feeling our hands beating our cocks against our stomachs and our chests almost touching. I looked up to his face, and he looked down at me. Both our mouths were open, breathing hard as we fisted our own cocks. Then I grabbed his dick, and started jerking it with his hand still on it. He let out a groan and let go, grabbing my cock now. We were stroking each other, and our mouths were opening more. He bent down more, his big nose gliding against mine. I could feel his breath on my cheek. I wanted to kiss him so bad.  

I arched up a bit, his big meaty hand on my cock, our noses touching and our mouths almost together. I reached up more, and found his lips. He didn’t stop me, but allowed me to kiss his bottom lip softly. He didn’t pull away, but he didn’t move either. His beard tickled me as I kept at it, teasing his lips with my tongue, while we continued to stroke each other’s cocks frantically. Then he clamped his mouth on mine, and kissed me deep, groaning as he did as if I unleashed a hidden need. He grabbed my head and let go of my cock and kissed me hard, passionately in an intense soul sucking kiss. It lasted a long time, and my cock was throbbing just from making out with him. For a big bear, this man knew passion.  

He suddenly stopped and backed away from me, looking out the window behind me. He licked his hand again, and rubbed his cock, staring at me. “I want to fuck you.” He growled so low, he sounded like a bear. He licked his hand again, and I turned around, ready for it again.  

I leaned over the counter, staring down at the lake out the window as I felt him step up behind me. He kicked open my legs with his powerful ones, and aimed that big thick cock into my ass cheeks. I was still open and greased from my early morning plows, so the head of his cock easily found my entrance and slipped in with one gentle push. Rob growled low as he slid all the way in, making me gasp as I stretched to accommodate his girth. Holy fuck he was wide! 

I was leaning over the counter, now pushed against it as his weight took over and he started slamming into me hard. “Holy fucking shit!” He grunted behind me as he started to pump me. This was hard, fast, like Dan’s last one. He was going to cum and cum fast. I gripped the counter and held on, bending to take as much of him in me as I could, while gritting my teeth at the brutal assault from his huge cock.  

“Yeah, c’mon big guy. Fuck me!” I yelled, looking at the beach and seeing our friends in the distance. I was pushing my ass back against him, feeling his balls slapping my ass, tickling my underside as his tool punched my insides in pleasure. He put his big paws on my shoulders and really started to pound me, the sounds of sex loud now as we grunted and groaned in pleasure.  

A few moments ago I was sitting on the porch with him. Now we were naked in the kitchen fucking like wild animals. I reached behind me to grab that plump ass of his, feeling the meaty flesh in my fingers and squeezing him tight. He groaned louder and his whole body seemed to slam into me. A series of “holy fucks” started flying from his mouth.  

I grabbed my dick and started jerking, feeling the need to cum soon as he was going to fuck it out of me regardless. I didn’t want this to last long, having been fucked twice already today and knowing that anyone could come up to the cottage at any moment. “I want that load big guy!” I yelled.  

“Yeah?!” He yelled back. “You want my load?” He asked again. 

“Yes!” I screamed back.  

“You want it up your ass boy?!” He was relentless, pumping my ass hard, not letting up as he spoke.  

I grunted back YES and leaned down more, causing him to moan in delight.  

“Fuck yeah, here it comes boy! Take it all!” He was grunting like the bear he was as he started to explode in me, not stopping his fucking but letting it all pulse out, lubing his dick more and filling my guts with yet another weekend load from these men.  

“Keep it in me!” I yelled as he stopped plowing. He grabbed my hips and pushed his cock all the way in, holding it there and digging it in me as I jerked. “Yes!” I moaned, pushing my ass back to keep that sensation of him inside me as I started to cum. “I’m gonna cum!” I moaned, backing up a bit from the island towards him as my own juice started spurting out onto the cupboards under the island. “Oh fuck!” I screamed as shot after shot come out of me, Rob gyrating his hips behind me causing more spasms of joy from me.  

When I stopped, I let out a loud “fuck!” and rested my head on the counter. Rob stepped back, freeing his prick from my ass and breathing heavily. He reached for some paper towels beside and wiped his cock, handing me another sheet for me to do the same to my hand and my cock. I bent over and wiped his dripping cum off my leg, turning to see him glistening from the activity. He looked fucking hot as hell like that, even with his solid round stomach.  

He lurched forward at me, spinning me around and meeting my mouth with his in another passionate kiss. Fuck, this man could kiss. His big bear arms went around me, pulling me into his body and pressing that solid mass of man against me. I was still hard, despite having shot another load, just from this embrace.  

As quickly as he kissed me, he pulled away and stepped back, finding his shorts. “Sorry, but we have to be careful.” He muttered, slipping his shorts on and pulling them up. He grabbed more paper towels and wiped the cupboards clean from my cum as I got dressed. I watched him wet the dish cloth now and wipe up any excess, before tossing it aside and finding a new one to put in the sink. “I think I better wash this one now.” He giggled.  

Now dressed, I went back to the other side of the island, and looked at him. He finished cleaning, and resumed his position over the island. His big brown eyes on me. 

He smiled wide at me. “Now, about that drink…”