I turn around to face him and in a ray of moonlight I see him: strong, stern face, mustache and goatee, probably 6', 200 pounds, late twenties, bigger and taller than me. He's wearing a sleeveless T-shirt that reveals his heavily muscled arms.
'Any chance I might get a piece of that ass?' This he said softly, and took another step towards me, looking into my eyes as he did so. I still didn't know what to say, but could feel my cock getting hard in my pants.
I turned my head up to face him and our lips met and parted, our tongues roamed each other's mouths. I pulled off my shirt and laid back on the blanket. He slipped his off and we began caressing, kissing, grinding against each other's bodies.
Kevin and I pressed our lips together, our mouths each cradling one of the young, heavy testicles. Tommy shot cum all over both of us. He licked us clean, his hands quick and eager to strip our clothes off.
Scott sucked him for all he was worth, taking him deep, holding onto his hips for leverage as he bobbed his head faster and faster. Sean's brief moment of dominance disappeared. I got up, stood behind Sean and held onto him as Scott's skilled mouth sucked out every drop of cum he had.
He led me to a shady, moss covered spot underneath a tree, and pulled me to the ground. He laid me back, kissed me, then turned his body and mounted me. One knee was on either side of my head, and his huge cock lowered to my mouth. I sucked it in greedily, using one hand to stroke his shaft, the other to massage his balls.
We swam in the lake for a while like two erotic fish, hands and mouths all over each other. The sun started to glide towards the horizon and the temperature dropped along with it. By the time we made it back to his camp, we were shivering.
There he was on the rock, his big juicy balls sticking out and his long legs resting against the grass. I kept walking and acted like I did not see him. My heart started racing as I looked around to make sure no one was watching.
Jed had beads of sweat dripping down his face so took his face away for some fresh air. The gamekeeper changed position and knelt at Tim's shaven backside, wet his dry finger and inserted it all the way up Tim's tight hole.