Moonlight gangbang

I’d been at camp fuck-a-bottom for a couple of days now.  The first nights had been productive, but I’d struck out last night.  I was after one particular cock tonight, but I think he was oblivious to me.  Never one to waste an opportunity I was mentioning to my friend how I was being ignored.  He replied that he thought I was a top.  I laughed and corrected him. He reminded me that he was tall and thin and hung.  I took that as an invitation to put my hand down his pants and grab his cock.  He was semi-hard.  I asked if that meant he wanted to fuck.  He said yes and I told him to come on and proceeded to walk across the compound in the dark to the wooden bench at the far end.  He obediently followed me.  I’d always been curious what he was packing, so this was an opportune time to find out.  When we arrived at the bench I took off the pair of shorts I was wearing and setup shop.  This meant opening my poppers and lubing my hole and cock.  He unzipped his pants and proceeded to pull his cock out.  He told me to suck it and I got to work.  It wasn’t what i would call hung but it would do nicely.  Kitty was hungry and this was sustenance for the receiving.  I got him hard, lubed him up and bent over to let him fuck me.  He obliged and slipped his cock into my hole and pressed his balls against my ass.  As he pumped he commented on what a nice ass I had and how other guys must be missing out.  I agreed it was their loss as I looked for something to grab onto.  The bench was wooden and lacked any sort of hand holds or other ergonomic improvements to speak of.  I made do and he enjoyed my hole for a good 10 minutes.  Finally he admitted that he couldn’t cum from fucking me.  We called it a truce and went to find his friend.  He told me that his other friend had a thick cock and would happily pound my hole.

We didn’t have to travel far to find him.  He gladly came back and started to pound my ass.  He too commented on how I had a great ass and how he had thought I was a top.  I thought about telling him to shut up and fuck, but thought better of it and just enjoyed getting plowed.  I had dropped my shorts in my motorcoach on the way back.  I was completely naked and only had a bottle of Uranus lube and some fresh poppers with me.   A good bottom never goes camping without a fresh bottle of poppers for each day.

I could make out others in the area as the moon was about half full.  It was an unreal scene and hot as hell.  It was sometime after midnight in the middle of the woods, cool, slightly overcast, with only the moon for illumination.  I was grabbing a bench and getting my ass pounded by this blond football player build 32yo guy.  I should have been cold, but I wasn’t.  The others nearby were working over some piece of ass.  I couldn’t tell who it was and didn’t really care.  It was a cross between an orgy and a pack of gay wolves.  They finished him off and he just sort of vanished from my awareness.  I was getting plowed anyway, so my scope of awareness was pretty limited to knowing there were 5 or 6 guys engaged in sex nearby and one in my ass seeing if he could split me.  Fortunately for him kitty got game and 7.5 inches of thick blond cock is a nice treat but nowhere near the outer limit.

The others noticed what was going on and came over to join in.  I say others because I still don’t know exactly how many guys had my ass.  I lost count at around 7.  I recognized 4 of them…. and they were all 4 guys I had wanted all weekend.  I don’t even remember the exact sequence.  I know one of them flipped my blond football player and bred him while I was getting worked over.  Another of them bred me and moved around to make out with me while I was getting used.  Another guy had a PA and after he bred me he moved around and held me still for his partner to use.  I’ll just cal his partner IronCock cuz it was big, thick, and hard as iron.  It was a nice touch to the evening honestly and I’d been admiring that cock all weekend.

When everyone was finally done I walked away with cum dripping out of my ass.  I concluded that the cold had chased everyone away and that it was time to wipe off the dripping load and head to bed for a sound night’s sleep.