opened wide and put the head of his thick tool in my mouth while I massaged his hairy balls. His cock had a slightly sweeter, though no less pungent taste than Brian’s did, and a different, spongier feel. While it was fatter, I had little trouble getting almost all of him into me. My lips clamped tight against his shaft and I began bobbing my head up and down, sucking and drooling on him like a calf on a teat. His coarse pubes scratched my nose. Brian moved closer, and out of the corner of my eye, I watched him begin licking Mike’s chest, sucking his hard brown nipples and rubbing his hands all over him. Mike must have been in Heaven because the sounds he was making were not of this earth. He put one hand on the back of my head and steadied himself on the rock with the other. His hips began to thrust up against my face while he pushed my head further onto his shank. I was so filled up but determined to finish what I’d started.

With a primal howl, Mike flexed his whole body and began to shoot his load in my mouth. I pulled back so only the head was between my lips and swirled my tongue over the tip as more spunk popped out of him. He didn’t shoot nearly the volume as my teenage lover, and it had a saltier, almost bitter taste. When I felt his spasms had finally quit, I came up for air, Mike’s nectar shining on my lips.

Without so much as a pause, I turned to Brian and took his unattended pole into my freshly fucked mouth. He must have been pretty worked up from watching me go down on Mike, because it only took a few seconds of bobbing before I was getting my second mouthful. As the salty jets blasted down my throat, I felt my own meat being enclosed in a hot suctioning vice. Mike had taken my leaking cock into his straight, forest ranger mouth and was sucking on it like a starving bar-whore.

I was in Heaven with my best friend’s cock blasting off in my mouth, and my own sputtering flesh being gobbled by Mike. Even after Brian’s orgasm subsided, I kept him in me. I wanted him in me when I shot off into Mike, who was really getting into it.

When Mike began to caress my scotum, I busted my nut into him. He swallowed the first blast but then backed off and jacked the rest out of me. I shot globs of gooey spooge all over his face and neck, which ran down his chest, collecting in his chest hair. I let Brian’s spent member slide from my lips and rubbed my ultra-sensitive cock head against Mike’s chin and lips, urging him to clean up the mess he’d made. He licked all the cum from my shaft, capturing the last few drops that oozed out as I began to deflate.

After a brief swim to cleanse our sticky bodies, we were back up on the rocks, basking like lizards in the hot mid-day sun. We lay in a crossed triangle, each with his head on another’s lap, taking our time exploring every centimeter of each other’s cocks and balls. I was again servicing Mike, but this time he was pleasuring Brian, who in turn was working