9 comments/ 146434 views/ 68 favorites Deep Woods Debauchery By: BuckyDuckman Last year, four buddies went camping and more. This year, two women come along. Will the guys still find the time to exploring their bisexual side or will the women get in the way? "Explain to me again why we allowed Mallory and Olivia to come along?" Logan asked as the rucksack straps dug into his shoulders. Sweat poured off his brow. Huffing alongside of him, Grant wasn't doing at better. "Look at that ass," Grant said, nodding at the two women in front of them on the trail. "And tell me you don't want to tap either one of them." "Yeah, but if it didn't happen at school, what makes you think it'll happen out here?" "Stranger things have happened," Grant said, hiking up his backpack and grinning. "I think last year freaked out Ruben," Logan said, catching Grant's reference. During last year's trip, the campsite became an all nude affair. By the end of the weekend, the four men swore vows of silence to each other that mimicked the Las Vegas commercials; what happened in the woods, stays in the woods. "Not according to Dylan," Grant said. Mallory slowed, falling into step with the two roommates. Her backpack was as full as either of theirs, but she bore the burden without complaints. "I heard last year was quite the sausage fest." "What did you hear?" Logan asked, giving Grant a worried look. "Let's just say, Ruben made a very interesting drunk call to Olivia one night." She grinned and caught back up to her girlfriend. "Fucking Ruben. I knew he was the weakest link." Logan kept his voice low, afraid the women had heard their conversation. "Didn't we do that last year?" Logan laughed. There was a reason they called Ruben "slut" and it had nothing to do with his success with women. "Okay ladies, we're here!" Dylan called, first to drop his pack into the clearing. "The scene of last year's crime." "It's beautiful," Olivia said, wiggling out of her pack. All four of the men stared at her chest as she arched her back, easing the big pack to the ground. The clearing in the woods looked as good as ever. Weeds grew inside the circle of rocks from last year's fire pit. Just inside the tree line, dogwoods still held their blossoms, offering a splash of color against the greens of the forest around them. "I don't think anyone has been here since last year," Dylan said, pointing out the two rectangles of pine needles in the same areas where they had pitched their tents. "I'm not surprised. It's pretty far off the path," Ruben said. He unfolded his shovel and went to work on the fire pit. Short, wiry, and deceptively strong, Ruben looked in best shape from the long hike. A former all-state lightweight wrestler, Ruben learned some new positions last year. Logan didn't realize he was staring at Ruben's ass until Olivia brushed up against him. "See something you like?" Turning, his eyes dropped from Olivia's blue eyes, past the whimsical grin on her pretty lips, and landed on the cleavage her tank top revealed. "Maybe," he said, moving his eyes back to hers. "So, I heard you had an interesting drunk call from him." "Very interesting," was all she offered. "Hey Dylan, what do you need me to do?" Dylan claimed to have found this spot while hiking with buddies. Logan and Grant had wondered what kind of buddies Dylan had, but they accepted his backwoods knowledge. Following his guidance, the campsite was set in less than two hours. Last year they had lugged two-men tents into the woods. This year, they each of the men carried a section of a larger tent. As Olivia and Mallory dragged firewood into the clearing, Grant used the ax. Pulling off his sweat soaked t-shirt, his muscles rippled as he chopped dead branches into usable lengths. Again, Logan was distracted by the view. He wasn't the only one. "It's not polite to stare," he told her. "Oh, like you weren't." The delighted sparkle in her eyes made Logan wonder again what secrets Ruben might have shared with Mallory's roommate. With less than a hour before twilight, they made due with the supplies they carried on the first trip. Sitting around the campfire, Grant pulled out his second canteen, took a sip, and passed it on. They laughed when Olivia needed a water chaser after taking a sip of the straight Jack Daniels. Beneath a clear sky that showed all of its secrets, they laughed, drank, and teased each other as only good friends can do. "So what did Ruben say during this drunk call?" Grant asked Olivia. "What drunk call?" Dylan asked, looking at his roommate. "Don't look at me, I was drunk." "All he said was how it turned into a real sausage fest out here," Olivia said. "Whatever that means." "I like sausage," Mallory added, dulling a moment that threatened to become tense. "I like tacos," Logan offered. "Mm, what about tacos stuffed with sausage?" Mallory asked. "I might need to be drunker for that." Mallory took the canteen of Jack away from Dylan, handing it to Logan. "Drink up." Morning arrived late for the campers. Breakfast was instant coffee and a rehydrated mix of scrambled eggs and sausage. When Ruben announced he was heading back to the vehicles for the rest of their supplies, Logan volunteered to help. Wearing empty rucksacks, they walked side by side along the trail. "I think Dylan was right. I don't think anyone else knows about this spot," Ruben said, pointing out the weed growth over the fire pit and trash he found while digging it out. "Which means we can visit anytime we want." Logan heard the invitation in his suggestion. "Look, slut. What the hell did you tell Olivia during your drunk call?" Ruben waited until they were farther away from camp. "First, it wasn't a drunk call. It was a hook-up, but you can't tell Dylan." "Why not?" "He has a thing for Olivia." Logan shook his head. Figures Ruben would put together Olivia. Before his nickname became slut, it was pretty boy. "What did you tell her?" "I don't know, I was drunk as hell. But ever since, she teases me about Kong." "Who the fuck is Kong?" "I don't know. Drunk, remember?" "Still sort of a cock-block move to bring them." "I don't know. It was after that night they invited themselves." "You're a dick. You said something, you know that, right?" "What if I did? They still wanted to come, didn't they?" Logan nodded, the point wasn't lost on him. What did Mallory know about last year's trip when she heard it was a sausage fest? Olivia had used the same phrase. And what kind of women volunteer to go camping with four guys? After grabbing the rest of their supplies from the back of the SUV, they made sure the girls' car was locked tight. They laughed realizing they both at brought an extra bottle of liquor. They divided up the rest of the food and cooking supplies. Hiking back, they cleared the deadfall of trees that blocked the path to their campsite. The couple hundred yards through brush was trampled by their trips, but the trail was lost once they moved beneath the canopy of the woods. They headed towards the big rocks, turned slightly east, and walked side-by-side along the rest of the path. With lighter packs, it was an easier trip. "You and Grant ever do anything after last year?" Ruben asked. "We fooled around a couple times," Logan admitted. "I think... I don't know." He stopped before admitting he wanted to do it more than Grant. A new world had opened for Logan, one he liked. Not more than women, but knowing he liked it had changed something inside of him. "What about you two?" "Nothing. Dylan acts as if it never happened. Won't even talk about it, so I don't even try." "Hell, he was the one who started things!" "So, you have done anything since last year?" Ruben shook his head. "Maybe I should have hung out with you two more often." "Maybe," Logan agreed. Their camp was just over the ridge, too close for a pit stop with rattling pots and pans announcing their arrival. "And maybe we can sneak off and change that." Little had change around the camp during their absence. More wood had been gathered and chopped. Dylan had fashioned a hanger for the big cooking pot they had retrieved. Logan found the seating arrangements interesting. The girls sat side-by-side near the spring fed creek at the edge of the camp, looking hot as ever in short shorts and white tank tops with bikini tops being used as bras. Dylan and Grant sat on different logs around the fire. He noticed neither man wore a shirt. "What's that?" Mallory asked as Ruben unpacked a large black bag and unfolded it. "Camp shower," he explained. "Fill it with water, hang it in the sun, and later you can take a warm shower." Fastening rope to it, he tossed the other end over the same branch they had used last year. The rope was long enough to drag the bag into the spring near their camp and then muscle it up the tree. "That water is cold!" Olivia said, nodding at the creak. "Yeah, but that will feel good in a couple hours. We can heat water in the cook pot if you want a shower." "A bit public," Mallory said, glancing past the shower bag to the fire. "Welcome to camp," Logan said with a grin. Overhearing the entire conversation reminded him how well sound carried without the background noise of civilization. He dipped the big cook pot in the water. He knew it would take two full pots of water to take the chill off the spring water. Thinking back to last year, he remembered how hot it was to see Ruben, Grant, or Dylan standing naked beneath the showerhead. For that matter, how they watched him taking a shower, too. "Are you going to show us how it's done?" she asked. "As long as you don't mind that I shower naked." "Is there any other way?" "I thought the campsite was clothing optional," Olivia wondered, a sly grin on her face as she looked at Logan like a piece of meat. "It's that why it's called Camp Sausage Fest?" "You and me should go for a walk and maybe you can tell me about Kong," he said, enjoying the way her eyes went wide when he dropped the catchword. Olivia glanced at Mallory. "I didn't tell him." "Ask Ruben," Olivia said. "He likes Kong." "Maybe I'd rather hear your version." "Maybe you'd like to meet Kong." When Mallory asked, "You brought Kong?" Logan was more confused than ever. Kong was a thing and not a person? It didn't make sense. Dylan dumped the second pot of hot water into the shower bladder. "Who's going first?" he asked, looking at the girls as he hoisted the bag up the branch. "Logan volunteered," Mallory said, eyeing him with a smile. "Unless he's shy." "I'm lots of things, but shy never made the list," Logan told her, ducking into the tent long enough to grab shampoo and a towel. After lashing the rope, Dylan had refilled the cook pot and sat around the fire with Grant and Ruben. Near the water's edge, Mallory and Olivia both watched Logan over their shoulders, matching grins on their faces to see if he would live up to words. Logan was in need and was afraid it would show. Being back in the woods with Dylan, Ruben, and Grant wasn't helping. Grant's hesitation about fooling around too much back on campus hadn't stopped Logan from thinking about it or taking matters into his own hands. Worse, their pact of abstinence for the week before the trip included jerking off. He was horny, horny enough not to care. Something had to happen and soon. In jean shorts and nothing else, he stood beneath the showerhead. With an audience sitting on either side of him, he couldn't turn his back to both. He didn't try. Facing away from the tree line, he shucked off his shorts and tossed them towards camp. There were gleeful whoops and cheers from both sides of him as he turned on the water long enough to get wet. "I love a man who shaves," Mallory said. "Feels so good, I keep it that way," he said, lathering his hair and using the soap everywhere else on his body. He wasn't hard, but his cock was long, fat, and wanted to be hard. He gave his public private parts a quick once over to clean without exciting. Turning the water back on, he rinsed, wondering if the sight of the soapy lather running down his bare flesh looked as hot to everyone else as it did when he watched the others taking showers. It was an imagine burned into his memory, seeing the lather slipping and sliding over broad shoulders, tight asses, and around a man's cock and balls. Still fighting off a hard-on that pointed up instead of down, Logan turned off the water, picked up his towel, and moved to air dry in the sun by the creek bed. "Are you going to stay naked?" Olivia asked, having a difficult time looking him in the face when her eyes kept being drawn to the rest of him. "No reason to get dressed now, is there? I think it's your turn to take a shower." Looking at Mallory, Olivia raised the heat of an already warm day. "Take one with me." Logan felt his cock rollover, threatening to grow hard enough to be called a hard-on. "Who's next?" Mallory asked the trio of guys sitting at camp. "One of you," Grant called back. "No, we want to go last. And then we'll do it together." "No shit? Then I'll go," Dylan offered, already standing closest to the rope after refilling the bladder. Logan glanced over his shoulder enough to see Dylan had followed his lead by getting naked and was sporting a chubby of his own. Compact and muscular like Grant, Logan couldn't watch Dylan taking a shower without having more problems. He saw Dylan had shaved his oversized balls, remembered how good his previously furry balls had felt in his hand, and stopped before he wondered how they would feel shaved. Fuck, staying on the right side of soft was hard! Dylan laid out his towel next to Logan. "How's it going?" he asked. Logan's noticed his crotch was as much of an eye magnet for Dylan as it had been for Olivia. "Just hanging out," Logan said, checking out Dylan's crotch, too. "Don't know how much longer I'll be hanging," Dylan said, looking again at Logan's crotch, then past Logan to Olivia. Grant went next, following Logan and Dylan's lead. Logan watched Mallory and Olivia watching Grant beneath the shower. He knew Grant was a grower, not a show-er, and knew Grant grew as big as any of them. Technically, Grant grew biggest, but the differences in length weren't obvious. The couple glances Logan did make at Grant were ill timed. He watched a patch of soapy suds slipping over Grant's pecs, across his washboard stomach, and begin to tangle in his closely cropped bush. He looked away, but it was too late. The damage was done as Logan felt his cock slipping up his leg. Dammit, he hated the idea of looking gayest of the bunch. Giving Grant a chance to dry off, Logan got up to help Ruben with refilling the bladder with more heated water and topping it off with more spring water. Moving around helped reduce his prick's desire to finish growing hard. Needing to warm up another pot of water for the girls, Logan watched Ruben's shower from the far side of the fire pit. Like him, Ruben was shaved bare. Only Grant had kept any of his pubic hair and what he had was trimmed short. Both women turned around, watching the showers with glee while Dylan and Grant stole glances over their shoulders at Ruben and other glances at each other. With them turned away, Logan couldn't tell if they were fighting the same battle he was with keeping his prick calm enough to point down instead of up. Watching Ruben was difficult, but Logan managed. When he was done, Ruben lowered the bladder so Logan could dump in another pot of hot water. Logan topped off the bladder with more spring water and the girls became the center of attention. "Well?" he asked, looking that ladies. "We need to get our towels," Mallory said, leading Olivia by the hand to the tent. "Dude, if those girls take a shower together, I'm going to draw some seriously wood," Grant said while the girls were inside the tent. "Even if they don't, I'm almost there," Dylan confessed. "I just wished I knew what slut had told them." "You and me both," Ruben sighed, clearly frustrated by his lack of memory. Based on the comments Olivia and Mallory had made, Logan gave his opinion. "I think they know." "Me, too," Dylan said, looking at Grant. "You were part of the conversation while Logan and slut were gone, right?" Grant nodded and in a soft voice explained how the girls wondered why it was okay for girls to play with each other and not guys. "Olivia really seemed turned on by the idea." "Yeah, I fucking popped a boner just hearing her," Dylan said. When Logan added Mallory's comment about tacos stuffed with sausage, all four of them started laughing, but the laughter stopped with two naked women walked out of the tent wearing towels around their necks and holding hands "Hello boys," Mallory said, her lean, marathon runner body looking willowy next to Olivia. Tall, with small breasts, and a flat stomach, Mallory was shaved cleaned. She smiled as she walked towards the shower, holding Olivia's hand. Olivia wore a big smile on her face, too. Her blue eyes danced over the quartet of men watching them. The towel around her neck covered her nipples, but around it showed the curves of her full breasts. Unlike her friend, Olivia kept a small swatch of pubic hair just above her pussy, as if to demonstrate that the carpet did match the drapes. Her pubic hair was darker than her blonde hair, but light enough to make it clear she was a natural blonde. After seeing the shower worked four times in a row, Mallory understood what to do with explanation. She turned on the water, allowed her roommate to dance beneath it for a moment, and then took her turn. It was when they took turns washing each other's hair that Logan's pent-up need got the best of him. His prick started its climb from long and fat against his balls to full and erect against his stomach. Glancing at the other three men standing around him, he saw they were having the same problem. "And I thought we'd have to do this to make that happen," Mallory said, standing behind Olivia. Her soapy hands moved from Olivia's hair, across her shoulders, and then over the shorter woman's large, firm breasts. "Stop it, you're making my nipples hard," Olivia said, grabbing her tits. "Mm, let me see," Mallory said, turning her friend to face her. Wrapping her arms around Olivia, they pressed their soapy bodies together. "Damn, I love how your nipples feel against me." Logan had enough teasing. After seeing the other three men as hard as he was, he gave up trying to be discrete about his need. He began rubbing his cock as he watched. "Whoa, I don't think that's allowed," Mallory said, watching him. "Fuck that," Logan protested, caressing his balls with one hand while continuing the stroking with his other hand. Olivia had turned back around to see what she was missing. When she turned around, Mallory's hands went back to her tits while her blue eyes moved to watch Logan. "No reason to do it yourself when you have three buddies who can help you," Mallory said. "Or maybe I should stop, too?" Mallory smiled, but he could see the hopeful dare behind her brown eyes. "Don't stop," Ruben said, standing next to Logan and touching his own hard cock. "Why don't you help him?" Olivia asked him, picking the perfect person. All eyes turned to Ruben as he gave Logan's hard cock a long stare, but then wimped. "Nah," he said, letting go of his cock, too. "I guess I'll just stay hard until one of you want some help." Olivia looked confused and Mallory appeared disappointed. Logan didn't know how he looked, but Dylan looked pissed and Grant just shook his head. "Well okay," Grant said, laughing. "I guess we stay hard for a while." "I'm not going to complain," Olivia said, offering a smile of her own. Deep Woods Debauchery "Me neither, I guess," Mallory agreed. Reach over her head, she turned the water back on and they took turns doing a solo dance to rinse off the soap. "Dude, what's wrong with you? They were cool with the idea," Dylan whispered to his roommate, loud enough for Grant and Logan to hear, but not the girls. He looked at Grant. "What about you? You want to head into the woods and do something?" "Nah, I think I'll hang around camp and see what happens next," Grant said. "I'll go," Logan offered, too much in need to care and curious about how Dylan's shaved balls would feel against his tongue. "Hey," Ruben protested. "I thought you said we would..." "Really, dude? After that?" Logan asked, breaking up the circle as the girls came closer. Returning to their blanket by the creek, they laid out their towels to dry and their bodies to collect some sun. "I think I'm going to find a hole in the dirt," Dylan said, heading back to the tent area for his shoes and shovel. Recognizing his cue, Logan put on his shoes, too. Neither one of them worried about anything else. With the girls facing away, he didn't make an announcement. He gave Dylan a nod and waited until the other man moved into the tree line. Starting off in a slightly different direction, he waited until he was out of sight of the camp to veer back in Dylan's direction. Along the way, he heard Mallory asking where they were going and Grant making the excuse they both need to find a bathroom. Olivia said something, too, but it wasn't loud enough for him to hear it. "Fuck, did you see Olivia?" Dylan asked, still sporting a full hard-on when they met up. "Yeah I did, but I think I'm more into Mallory," Logan said, thrusting his hips to accentuate his hard cock and giving a few strokes. "Let me help you with that," Dylan said, putting his hand on Logan's balls. "Let's get farther away from camp, first." Logan nodded in a direction away from camp and started walking. "What was up with that drunk call between Ruben and Olivia, anyway?" "And Kong? Who the fuck is Kong?" "I think Kong's a what, not a who." He told him about the creek side conversation. "I think they did more than talk." "Lucky bastard." Logan nodded, relieved jealousy wasn't going to be an issue if the truth came out. "You and Ruben ever, you know, relive last year?" "Not at school. I don't know, man. There's something about being out in the woods like this that gets me going. Is that weird?" "Fuck if I care," Logan said, deciding they were far enough away. Grabbing the shorter man's big, hairless balls, he throbbed. "Mind if I go first?" "Go for it, I'm backed up, man." Logan dropped to his knees on the forest floor, leaves and twigs snapping beneath him. As eager as he was for a mouthful of cum, he started giving Dylan's big balls a tongue bath. A soft moan escaped the big man. "I shaved those for you," he said. "I remember how much you liked munching on them." Logan replied with a moan and kept going. He remembered something else Dylan liked. Wetting his finger, he pressed it between the muscular man's butt cheeks and found his asshole. Covering his cock with his mouth, he pressed his finger inside at the same time. "Oh fuck yeah!" Dylan cried, loud enough to started something in the nearby bushes. Logan didn't care. He slipped his finger deeper inside Dylan's ass, grabbed his hairless balls with his other hand, and bobbed his head up and down to finish what he started. True to his word, Dylan was too backed up to hold back and released a huge, creamy load inside Logan's mouth. His strong, powerful spray of semen felt like a Super Soaker going off in his mouth. He caught what he could and chased down the rest before he pulled away. "My turn," Dylan said, dropping to his knees. Logan stood, looking down at the juxtaposition of seeing a man's face where it was usually a woman's. He put his hand on the back of Dylan's head, feeling the stocky man's short hair. "Suck it, bitch," he teased. Dylan's reacted by taken Logan deeper inside his mouth. Tossing his head back in pleasure, Logan saw the few rays of sunlight filtering through the forest canopy and the way the beams looked like glowing bars of lights. Inhaling deeply, he absorbed a lungful of the sweet, spring air. Fuck this was good. This is the way life was meant to be led. Glancing around them, he caught a glimpse of something else, blonde hair and wide blue eyes staring at them. Logan froze when he saw Olivia peeking around a large tree trunk. Smiling, she shook her head and made a "sh" motion with one finger against her pursed lips. After he nodded and returned her smile, she stepped out from behind the tree, letting him see her from head to toe. She ran a finger between her bare pussy lips, sucked on it, and rubbed herself again. That was too much for Logan. He came, filling Dylan's mouth. "Fuck man, that was huge!" "Yeah, guess I needed it," Logan said, looking back to see Olivia was gone. How she snuck up on him was beyond him. He grinned. "We should probably get back." "Yeah, go ahead. We can't go back together without it being obvious." "Yeah, good point," Dylan said and did something unexpected before he left. He kissed Logan on the lips. "Too gay?" "Who cares?" Logan managed, watching the big man and his shapely ass moving back towards camp. Lingering behind, Logan approached the tree where he had seen Olivia. Oddly, she wasn't there. Turning around again, he spotted her walking out from behind a different tree. "Nice trick." "My dad used to take me hunting with him. I know my way around the woods and how to be quiet." "You okay with what you saw?" "Aside from being turned on? Yeah, I'm cool. It was hot as hell." She led the way back towards camp. "Who knows about the two of you?" It took a moment for her question to sink in. Was it possible she didn't know? "What happened that night between you and Ruben?" "He was really drunk. Said he thought he was gay because he wanted it up the butt. I introduced him to my dildo, Kong." "And that was it?" "Yeah, why?" she asked, coming to a stop as she worked things out. "Something happened last year, didn't it?" "Ruben really likes it up the ass," Logan laughed. "A lot. It's why we call him slut. It's short for butt slut." "What about you and Dylan?" "Actually, Dylan's straight, at least back on campus. And he has a thing for you." "What about you?" "You're hot as hell, but I like Mallory's tiny titties." She slapped his arm. "No, I mean, do you have a thing for Dylan, too?" "I'm more into brunettes like Mallory. Guys are fun, but I prefer women. I think all of us do." "You know she knows, right?" "Knows what?" "Well, she doesn't know, but she guessed something happened up here last year. That's why she wanted to come. She thinks it hot." "What about you?" "Until I saw what I saw? I wasn't sure. But damn, that was hot. I want to see it again." "Then make it happen." Together they walked back to camp. "Look who I found on my way back," Logan announced, covering for what Olivia saw. Dylan raised his eyebrows at him, questioning. Logan shook his head. "Want to explore downstream with me?" Mallory asked her friend. Naked, except for footwear, the two of them began walking along the bank, talking too softly for anyone else to hear. "Damn they're hot," Ruben said. "Why did you wimp-out slut?" Grant asked. Ruben ignored him. "Did you two have fun?" "As a matter of fact, yes we did," Dylan told him. "Think Olivia saw anything?" Ruben asked. "I hope she did," Logan said, looking towards the girls. They were out of earshot, but not eyesight. "If there is a next time," Grant said, eyeing the shorter, skinnier Ruben. "I'm going to fuck you up the ass right in front of them and show them why we call you slut." "Man, I want to tap that blonde bitch," Dylan said, rubbing his cock. "I think Mallory might be into seeing some guy on guy play," Logan offered. "Just something Olivia said." "What about Olivia? You think she's into it, too?" "I think she wanted to catch us doing something." "Doesn't mean she's into it." "Well, suck my dick again and find out," Logan cracked, waving his dick at Dylan. "For the record, I'll trade blowjobs with any one of you if it gets me laid by them." "Shit, I'd eat your sloppy seconds," Dylan added. "I'll do you one better. You can fuck me while I'm fucking Mallory," Logan suggested. When the girls turned around and began heading back upstream, lots of little things changed as they drew closer. Anyone rubbing their prick, stopped. The conversation became softer, more low-key, and openly staring at the women stopped. Each man tried to look nonchalant; naked and sporting hard-ons while sitting in the sun. "This is stupid," Grant said, soft enough to keep it between them as the girls drew closer. "Someone has to do something." "Bend over, slut, I think Grant has a delivery for you," Logan teased Ruben. "Look at how that made his prick bounce," Dylan pointed out, laughing. They were still laughing as the girls drew close enough to hear. "What's so funny?" Mallory asked, smiling hopefully. "Go ahead, tell her." Dylan nudge his roommate. "You owe us for wimping earlier." "Grant just made a joke about fucking me up the ass," Ruben said, drawing exasperated groans from the other three men. "Really?" Logan sighed, but Olivia was quick to rescue the moment. "After what you did with Kong, you should like that," she said, smiling. "Who's Kong?" Grant asked, the last one outside the loop. "Not who, but what," she corrected. "Kong is my dildo and Ruben likes Kong." Mallory stopped in front of Logan. "Maybe you can show me where you put the rest of the food?" Logan didn't need an explanation to pick up on her meaning. Sporting a hard-on that wouldn't quit without more than a single blowjob, he followed her back to the camp site. Low enough to keep it between them, she came clean. "Olivia told me what she saw." "And?" "And I'm jealous." There was a musical quality to the giggle she added that intrigued Logan. Damn, she was hot. He liked everything about her, from her long, thin runner's body to the short, no-nonsense cut of her hair. "I want to see you do that." Making it as far as the fire pit, she stopped, faced him, and looked down at his hard prick. "Is that for me and Olivia or for them?" "Both," he admitted, unable to stop the way his cock throbbed from her attention and her questions. "Then it's okay if I do this?" She cupped her hand over his prick, rubbing it. Logan pressed forward to kiss her, but she pulled her head back. "No, not until I get my show. Olivia and I worked it out. We're not doing any of you until we get a show." When Logan raised his hands to her chest, cupping her small breasts and running his fingers over her hard nipples, she didn't pull away. "I want this," he told her. "Prove it." He looked at the quartet still sitting at on the banks, knowing only three of them qualified for what he was about to say. "Pick one and I'll suck him off right here and now if that's what it takes." "Hey Ruben? You want a blow job?" Mallory called. Looking surprised, Ruben scrambled to his feet and charged their way. When he stopped alongside of her, she starting stroking his cock, too. "Are you going to do both of us?" he asked. "I'm not doing either one of you. Logan's doing the sucking. You got a problem with that?" "Say 'no,'" Logan coached. Ruben shook his head and then glanced over his shoulder. "Are we going to go somewhere?" Mallory looked back to the creek side. "Hey, anyone want to watch Ruben get his dick sucked?" As Dylan, Grant, and Olivia approached, Mallory asked Logan, "You don't mind an audience, do you?" "Not if they get to watch me fucking you afterwards." "Deal," she said as the trio from the creek joined them. Mallory put her hand on Logan's shoulder, pushing him downwards. "Have fun." Logan dropped to his knees in the grassy clearing. The gaze of the eyes upon him felt as if they had tangible weight. He didn't care. He saw the delighted, eager twinkle in Mallory's eyes. She wanted him to do this. She wanted to see him doing this. He wasn't aware how quiet the group around him had become until he opened his mouth to Ruben's hard prick. "Damn that's hot," Olivia murmured. "You like seeing that?" Dylan asked her. "Yeah," she purred. While bobbing his head up and down, Logan put his hands to work, too. Wrapping one hand around the base of Ruben's cock, he bounced his lips off of it. With his other hand, he caressed the bare flesh around Ruben's prick and grabbed at the skinny man's shaved balls. As he had done with Dylan, Logan wet a finger and pressed it against Ruben's backside. His finger slid in easily and Ruben groaned. Logan added a second finger, felt Ruben's asshole clenching around his digits, and knew it would be long. Pumping his cock in time with his head bobbing, Ruben came, spraying his orgasm deep inside of Logan's mouth. Ready and eager for it, Logan caught it all without effort. "Damn," Mallory sighed, clutching her tits and squirming as if she had to go to the bathroom. Logan stood, grabbed her by the shoulders, and pulled her close enough for his hard cock to press against her flat stomach. Pressing his lips against hers, he forced his tongue inside her mouth, letting her taste what he didn't swallow. Moaning, she sucked on his tongue and grabbed at his ass, grinding against the hard-on sandwiched between them. Breaking their kiss, she slid down his body and sat her bare ass on the grass beneath them. "Fuck me," she begged, rubbing her bald pussy. Logan fell back to his knees, moved between her open legs, and aimed his swollen prick at her pussy. He slipped deeply inside of her with a single stroke. Her wet pussy felt feverishly hot. His cock throbbed insistently with its need. Laying over her, he kissed her again, pressing against her pussy and letting his throbbing cock do all the work for him. She squirmed beneath him, grinding herself against, drawing him as deeply inside of her as she could. With no more movement than squirming and throbbing, he felt her pussy clenching rhythmically around his prick and that was enough for him, too. He came with her. "Your turn," Olivia told Dylan. She knelt in front of Grant and pulled Dylan down to her. "Suck him and then you can fuck me." Spent for the moment, Logan sat next to Mallory and they watched Dylan going down on Grant. Watching with them, Ruben stood next to Mallory. She glanced at his bare cock and balls. "Looks like Logan missed some," she said, leaning over and giving Ruben's cock a lick. "Do that again," Logan told her. "You mean this?" she asked and she sucked Ruben's prick between her lips. "He's still mostly hard." "He's not alone in that," Logan said, pulling her hand to his prick. Mallory rubbed his hard-on, using the slipperiness left from being inside her as lubricant. "If he makes you hard, will you fuck him up the ass?" "Make him hard and he can do it to me," Logan offered. "Deal, but I still want to see him suck you." Logan stood while Ruben knelt and Logan fed Ruben his pussy flavored prick. As Ruben nursed him back into a hard-on, Mallory played with Ruben's cock and balls. "Damn, I love when a man shaves." Seeing her playing with Ruben did as much for Logan as Ruben's mouth. He grew hard again and so did Ruben. Nearby, after Grant gave Dylan a second taste of cum, Olivia pushed Dylan down on his back and climbed on top of Dylan's cock. Grant stroked his cock as he watched Olivia taking Dylan for a ride. His mighty cock never sagged or went limp. He turned his attention to Logan being sucked by Ruben while Mallory sucked Ruben. "I guess I have to blow someone before I get some pussy?" Grant asked. "Seems that way," Logan told him, seeing the way Grant eyed the only pussy that wasn't being used. "Well crap," Grant pouted, watching as Dylan got off a second time. Olivia pulled away from Dylan, leaving behind a hard cock coated glistening from being inside her pussy and coated in the long, white ropes of Dylan's orgasm. "I could use more," she panted. "Clean him off and that's good enough for me." Logan was surprised with how eager Grant was to do it. In the twelve months since their first camping experience, he and Grant had messed around a few times, but it always felt as if Grant needed to be extra horny, extra drunk, or talked into letting Logan suck him off. As frustrating as it was, Logan accepted Grant's explanation. "I'd rather be with a girl." Did Grant want to fuck a pussy that much? Or maybe tasting pussy on Dylan's cock made it less gay feeling for him? Logan didn't know, but he enjoyed seeing the big man with a mouthful of dick. "Good enough?" Grant asked. Olivia nodded, laid on her back, and opened her legs to Grant. Logan felt a second mouth on his cock and balls, looked down, and saw Mallory had pressed her face against Ruben's. Looking up at Logan, she smiled. "He's hard." Returning her grin, Logan moved back to the grass, moving to be on all fours. Finding a bottle of lotion, Mallory squirted the cream on the crack of Logan's ass. Her fingers followed, caressing his asshole for a moment before she pressed a single digit against his puckered opening. "You're not a virgin back here, are you?" "No," Logan admitting, wondering why her question made him blush. "Good." She pushed a second finger inside of him. When Mallory removed her fingers, he felt the rounded head of Ruben's prick pressing in their place. Mallory knelt next to Logan, watching the action. "Take it," she cooed, reaching beneath him and petting his cock. "Take it all." Ruben pushed, gave Logan's ass a chance to adjust, and pushed again before backing away. He repeated the motion and after his third stroke, he fell into a slow, easy fucking. "Kiss me," Mallory said, kneeling in front of Logan and raising his head in her hands. She pressed her lips against his and didn't stop kissing him until Ruben moaned and came inside Logan's ass. Pushing Logan into a kneeling position, she tugged on his hard cock. "Ooo, you liked that, did you?" "Yes." "A lot?" "Yes," he repeated before she kissed him again. "I like that, too." "Prove it," he said, his cock throbbing inside her hand. "Sure, when one of them are ready, you can watch." When his prick throbbed deeper, she smiled. "That's what I thought." "What?" "Nothing," she said with another kiss before she stood up and found some water to drink. Logan got a drink of his own, picked up the shovel, and took care of a solo trip into the woods. When he returned, he found the party had moved back to the creek where they sat around a deeper eddy in the water as if sitting in a hot tub. He spied a bar of phosphate-free soap sitting on a rock and took advantage of it. Sitting across from Mallory, he noticed every time she looked his way and every time she smiled. Dylan announced he wanted to spend some time in the woods before dark. When Olivia decided to dry off, Ruben followed her. They sat side-by-side on the banks chatting, leaving Grant and Logan with Mallory. "The two of you are roommates, right?" she asked them. "Ever, you know, do stuff?" "Sometimes," Grant admitted. "Not too often." "Logan not your type?" "It's not that. I don't know. I just like girls better. What about you? You and Olivia ever fool around?" Mallory laughed and blushed. "Honestly? We've never done anything. Today was the first time I ever touched her tits." "Why not? You just don't roll that way?" "I think she's cute and I've fantasized about being with another woman. I don't know, I guess we're both afraid it might ruin our friendship. Things are cool between the two of you, aren't they?" Deep Woods Debauchery Logan waited for Grant to answer first. "Yeah," Grant said without hesitation. "It's cool. We don't talk about it. Sometimes, it just sort of happens. When it does, it's good, but I don't lie awake at night thinking about him or anything." He looked at Logan for an answer. "I'm never giving up pussy, but I guess I like dick, too. Any dick. Doesn't have to be Grant's." "Hasn't been so far," Mallory noted, looking across the water at Grant. "You want to fuck?" Grant grinned. "Yeah." "Okay if Logan watches?" "I don't care. He can join in if he wants." Mallory shook her head. "No, I just want him to watch." She looked at Logan. "You okay with that?" "Hell yeah," Logan said, wondering why she would ask. Why wouldn't he be okay with watching? "But I don't want to do it here. Let's go somewhere more private, okay?" Drying off and putting their shoes back on, the three of them wandered into the woods. Logan led them to the same clearing he had used earlier with Dylan. Along the way, his prick grew hard again, something Grant noticed. "Damn dude, did you forget I'm the one who's going to fuck her?" "Nope," Logan said, laying out the blanket he carried with him. Leaning against a tree, he watched as Grant and Mallory sat down in the center of blanket. As they kissed, their hands slid across each other's body. Logan felt a tiny surge of jealousy when he saw Mallory's hands exploring Grant's big biceps. Tall and lean like a basketball player, Logan knew he would never have biceps like Grant's. Mallory pushed Grant to his back, knelt between his legs and began sucking his cock, but her eyes kept flickering over to Logan's watchful stare. Pulling her mouth away, she looked up at Grant to ask, "Who's better? Me or him?" "You," Grant told her, caressing the side of her pretty face before sliding his hand behind her head and urging her continue. Logan wasn't sure he believed him, but knew he would have given the same answer. The blowjob last for a while longer before Grant pulled her away. "My turn," he said, rolling Mallory on her back as he moved between her legs. When she came from Grant's attention, Logan was sure he had never seen a more beautiful sight than her face trapped in the thrones of an orgasm. He wished he had done that for her and needed to remind himself, there was plenty of time left to their camping trip. Kneeling and displaying his big, hard prick, Grant pulled Mallory towards him. Using raw muscle, he picked her up and lower her on top of his hard cock. Mallory moved with him, kneeling astride him. His hands moved to her ass as he raised and lowered her on top of his manhood. Logan's hard cock demanded his attention. He stroked himself as he watched them fuck, noticing again every time Mallory choose to look at him instead of focusing on the man fucking her. "So good," she purred, arching her back and offering her chest to Grant. He lowered his hungry mouth to her tits, devouring her hard nipples. From her reaction, Logan guessed she came again. Moments later, Grant left nothing to the imagination about the arrival of his orgasm. They kissed again before Mallory moved off Grant. "Thanks," she said, caressing his face before climbing off of him and rolling on her back. She stayed propped up on her elbows. "Yeah, that was good," he said, sitting back on his heels, breathing heavy. "Really good." He caressed her chest. "So, does Logan get a turn now?" Mallory looked at Logan, her eyes working their way from his hard prick, up his torso, and landing on his face. "Not right now. I think I like seeing him like that." "Damn," Grant said, shaking his head. "Seems cruel." "And no sucking him off," Mallory added. "Sorry buddy." "It's all good," Logan said with a casual shrug that didn't match his hard, straining prick. His renewed desire for an orgasm erased any relief from his earlier ones. If Mallory wanted to play games, he would play; at least for a little while. After Grant and Mallory shook out the blanket, Mallory excused herself to step behind a tree for a moment. "Tough break," Grant grinned at Logan, nodding at his hard-on as he walked closer. In a softer voice for just Logan, he added, "I think she's into you." "She has a funny way of showing it." As they neared camp, they smelled the food Dylan was cooking while Ruben and Olivia kept him company. Once again, Logan was the only man still sporting a hard-on. "You can't get enough, can you?" Olivia asked. "Something like that," he said. Logan relaxed while they ate, his need fading into the background. He noticed how Olivia and Dylan shared a log and chatted together most while Ruben and Mallory did the same. "You good?" Grant asked him. "Never better," Logan assured him and hoped it showed. It was how he felt. "Weird she left you high and dry." "Aw, I think she's just playing. It's good. We still have tonight and tomorrow." "You're a stronger man than me." After dinner, Logan's bottle of liquor. The straight liquor burned as it went down. Olivia and Mallory chased it with water, but still came back for a second sip. Logan volunteered to do the dishes. Grabbing a handful of dirty dishes, Mallory followed him to the creek. "Looks as if you calmed down," she noted. "For now," he said, feeling a renewed hard-on returning. "I was wondering..." she started, stopped, and needed a moment before she could finish. "You think something could happen between me and Olivia?" Logan's prick grew fuller at the thought. "You mean, do I think Olivia would let something happen?" "Yeah, but I don't know that I want it happen in front of everyone the first time." "Might be a problem," Logan admitted, glancing over his shoulder. Already, Olivia was the center of attention between the three men. "Don't get this wrong, but having the two of you around is a bit of a distraction." "I know. Is it weird that I want do something with her when there's four guys for me to choose from?" "I don't know. Is it weird that I still want to be with everyone else, too?" "No, I think that's sexy as hell. It was hot seeing you getting it up the ass." Logan felt himself blush a bit. "And I want to see you do more of that." "Up the ass?" "However. I just... I don't know... I think it's hot when a guy goes both ways." "You realize that makes you a freak." "Okay," she said with a happy smile. "What about you? Any interest in doing Olivia, too?" Logan looked at her for a moment before he answered, afraid he was being asked something extra. "Are you asking who I like better, you or her?" "No." "Then hell yeah I want to do her, too." "So, who do you like better?" Mallory asked, laughing as she asked. "Yes," Logan said, laughing with her. "You're a dick." "And a dick lover." "Fag." "Wanna-be dyke." Pulling dishes from Logan's hands, Mallory wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Make me a real dyke, okay?" Carrying clean dishes back to camp, Logan wasn't sure how to make things happen. The sun was setting, keeping them around the fire. He and Mallory played catch-up with the bottle being passed around. Olivia was sandwiched between Ruben and Dylan. She passed up her turn at the bottle, preferring to keep her hands in their laps where she caressed their hard-ons. Turning to her right and left, she stole kisses from both of them as they groped her. "And to think I was afraid of getting gangbanged in the woods." "I thought that was tonight's activity?" Ruben joked. "Maybe for you," Olivia said, pulling on his cock and giving him a kiss. "Careful, slut might like that," Grant said. "I was hoping would do it to him," Olivia said. "I can," he said, taking another pull of Logan's liquor before passing the bottle along and rubbing his prick. "Maybe both of you can," Olivia said, pulling on Dylan's dick. "Can I do you while their doing me?" Ruben asked. "Only if your sucking on Logan," Mallory tossed out. "He needs a good blow job." With the matter decided, arrangements were made. Grant and Dylan moved one of the large sitting logs out of the way while Olivia and Ruben laid out a blanket. Ruben crawled between Olivia's legs, working his way inside of her. The opinion was offered that things would be easier if Olivia took it doggie style, but she protested, saying she wanted to see Ruben sucking dick. Dylan didn't seem to care. After lubing his prick and his roommate's backside, he moved into position between their legs. Ruben held still while Dylan entered his ass. Needing to be low enough for Ruben's mouth, Logan knelt. It was Olivia who tapped his knees and suggested he straddle her head. After he did, he felt Ruben's mouth around his cock and Olivia's tongue on his bare balls. Mallory sat nearby, watching, rubbing her pussy and clutching at her hard nipples. In greater need than the rest, Logan was first to find his orgasm, followed by Dylan's passionate moans of release. His moans were joined by Mallory's. When Logan moved out of the way, Olivia looked up at Ruben. "You came, too, didn't you?" "I wasn't supposed to?" "Not until Grant took his turn." "Sorry." "You will be," she said, squirmed up and away from Ruben. "Now you'll have to eat me while Grant fucks you." Again, Logan felt a jealous pang as he wished he could trade places with the skinny man on all fours. Spent for the moment, Logan knelt behind Mallory, wrapping his arms around her. His touch followed hers, brushing her hands out of the way. "Maybe I can help," he said, kissing her bare neck. Reaching up, she ran her fingers through his hair and allowed him to touch her. Logan cupped her small breast, rolling a hard nipple between his finger and thumb while his other hand found her wet pussy. He ran his finger over the nub of her swollen clitoris, rocking it back and forth. "I think Ruben's getting hard again," he murmured in her ear as Grant fucked the smaller man. "What about you?" she asked, reaching behind her back and cupping his cock and balls in her tiny hand. As he masturbated her to an orgasm, her touch made him hard again. "I want this," she told him. "Good," he said, standing up and walking over to Dylan. Standing in front of their experienced woodsman, he put his hands on his hips and allowed Dylan to figure out the rest. Dylan didn't need any further instructions, he opened his mouth and sucked Logan off. One by one, people took turns either washing in the creek or visiting the woods to relieve a different call from Mother Nature. The bottle made several more circles before people began heading into the tent for sleeping bags. Logan and Mallory were the last two by the campfire. "I can't believe you choose Dylan over me," she said, nuzzling against him and rubbing his cock. "Tell me that didn't get you off." "Shut up," she said and kissed him. Their kiss was long, soulful, and felt different than earlier kisses. "Let's go to bed," she said and moved towards the tent. Her sleeping bag was on the far side of the tent, four bodies away from Logan and without room to change things. "Good night," she whispered and Logan thought it was strange to be beneath the same roof as her and still feel as if she were a million miles away. Breakfast was reconstituted sausage and eggs. After Dylan went off on one of his nature walks, Grant and Ruben teamed up to make a trip back to the vehicles and into town for more liquor. After breakfast, Mallory and Olivia had taken their coffee and sat on a blanket by the creek before Grant and Ruben decided to head into town. Carrying his coffee, Logan avoided the urge to sit next to Mallory and sat next to Olivia. An evening of rest, fresh air, and feeling the sun on his naked body did wonders for recharging his libido. Unlike yesterday morning, he didn't mind when his prick wanted to expand and enjoy the delights of the moment. "Someone looks ready for some fun," Olivia said, noticing his hard-on. "Looks that way," he agreed, looking down at himself as if he didn't realize he was hard. "Too early still for you?" "Mm, not even," she said, caressing the length of his cock. "Mind if I get on top?" "I wish you would," he said, smiling as she straddled him as Mallory looked on. Logan clutched at Olivia's full tits, appreciating them for their firmness and extra size. He could see why some men preferred bigger tits, but for him, they were a novelty. Olivia's pussy felt moist and warm around his dick as she squirmed. When she started to bounced up and down with too much enthusiasm, Logan moved his hands to her hips and slowed her down. "No need to rush, is there?" "No," she said, settling down. "Slow is good, too." "How's it feel to have Mallory watching you?" "Good," Olivia said, smiling at her roommate. "A little weird, but after everything that's happen, it's seems sort of natural, too." "Have you two ever kissed?" "No," Olivia said, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. "Did you want us to?" She glanced at Mallory. "No, I was just curious," he said before Mallory could react. Hand on her chin, he turned Olivia's face back to his. "Have you ever kissed a girl?" "Once. At party. I was really drunk, but it was sort of cool." "What else did you do?" "Nothing, just that." "You've never fooled around with another girl?" Olivia shook her head. "But you like the idea, don't you?" Olivia tried to look at Mallory again, but Logan stopped her. "No, tell me. I know she can hear, too." Holding her hips, he pushed up against her a few times. Her blue eyes danced across his face before she nodded. "You're curious, aren't you?" "Yes," she said, squirming against him. When he asked, "How curious?" She shrugged. "Would you let another woman go down on you?" She nodded and he smiled. "I already know the rest." "How?" He rubbed his thumb against her clit and made her orgasm. "That's how," he said, his hands on her hips indicating she could get off him now. "But you're still hard." "I know," he said, putting Olivia on his far side away from Mallory. The pretty brunette stared at him with a fire burning inside her brown eyes. "Suck me," he told her. "Taste your roommate." Mallory bent over and took his hard, wet prick between her lips. Logan fingered Mallory's naked pussy while she sucked, discovering what he had already guessed. She was wet, very wet. He felt her pussy clenching around the two fingers he used. "Oh fuck, that's hot," Olivia said, clutching herself. He pushed Mallory away from his prick and offered Olivia the two fingers he had used inside her roommate. "Now it's your turn. Taste her." Olivia sucked his fingers as if he was feeding her a secondary cock. Hearing a noise behind them, he turned to see Dylan returning from his walk. He stopped at the campsite for a drink of water. "Now kiss her," Logan told Olivia as he scooted from between them. As they closed the gap he left, he walked back to the campsite. Dylan was looking past him, nodding at the two women kissing behind him. "I know," he told him. "Trust me, let's go for a walk." With multiple glances over his shoulder, Dylan walked with Logan. "Dude, are you serious? You know what they're doing, right?" "Yeah I do. It's their first time, too. Let's give them some privacy." "You don't want to watch?" "I'm not stupid, fucker. I just don't want them to know we're watching." They worked their way quietly through the woods until they found a good spot where they could watch without being noticed. Logan explained Mallory's request from last night. "That's hot as hell," Dylan said as Mallory moved between Olivia's legs and tasted pussy for her first time. He reached over and gave Logan's cock a squeeze. Watching the two women enjoy each other, they jerked each other off. To avoid being obvious, they worked their way back through the woods before re-entering the campsite. Both girls had taken a turn going down on the other before they slipped into the creek to sit and talk. Dylan and Logan joined them. "Thanks," Mallory told Logan, kissing him on the cheek. "Next time, I want to watch," Dylan told them. "Next time, we're all going to watch," Logan suggested, enjoying the wide-eyed look both women gave him. Ruben and Grant returned to camp lugging a new ice chest. Inside was a case of beer on ice. They asked what they missed. Olivia's answer made everyone laugh. "Mallory ate pussy for the first time." "Damn, what's it going to take for a repeat showing?" Ruben asked, passing out beers. "Well, let's see. Which of you haven't take it up the ass yet?" Mallory asked. "And I want to suck more dick," Olivia pouted. She looked at Dylan. "And I want you to help me." As the sun changed from a morning sun to an afternoon sun, they paired up and tripled up as required to even out who had gotten what and done what until everyone was spent, happy, hungry, and in need of time to recharge. It was later in the afternoon before eyes and hands began wandering again. Dragging a blanket into the softer grass between the campsite and creek bed, Logan spread it out. "Whatcha got in mind?" Grant asked, on his way to grab another beer. "I think it's show time," he said, calling the rest of the group over to the big blanket. Without further instructions, Grant sat down at the corner he had adjusted, Dylan drifted to the far corner away from Grant and Ruben pulled up at the corner crossways from Grant. Mallory and Olivia stood at the remaining corner, smiling beneath questioning raised eyebrows. Logan stood alone in the middle, but he held his hands out to the ladies, waving them both to him. "Wassup?" Mallory asked, her hand drawn to his hard cock. "Need some help with this?" "Sort of," Logan said, kneeling and pulling them down to kneel on either side of him. He kissed Mallory before kissing Olivia and then said, "Now you two kiss." They hesitated, looking from Logan to each other before Mallory leaned into Olivia and kissed her. "Again," Logan said. "Only really kiss this time." As they did, Logan moved Mallory's hand from hard prick to Olivia's chest. He did the same with Olivia's hand. "Now don't stop," he told them. He sat back on his heels, waiting. "Can I play with this now?" Mallory asked, breaking their kiss and rubbing Logan's prick. "No," he said. "Kiss her nipples first." Mallory gave him a sour look, but did it. When she pulled away from Olivia's chest, Logan nodded at Olivia. "Your turn." Olivia did it without attitude, pulling away after she had sucked on both of Mallory's long, hard nipples. "Tell me if she's wet," Logan instructed. Olivia cupped Mallory's sex, a single finger between her slit. "Yes." Logan looked at Mallory, waiting for her to do things without his help, but she just stared back at him. "Well do it," he said, laughing gently. "Tell me if she's wet, too." Mallory rolled her eyes, shoved two fingers between her roommate's legs, and poked. "Yes, she is, okay?" "Eat it," Grant said from his corner. "Stay out of this, okay?" Mallory told him. "No," Logan said. "He's right. Eat it. Let us see you do it." He had seen the hopeful, willing look in Olivia's blue eyes. "I can't," Mallory said, her eyes flicker past him to the other men watching. "You can," Logan told her, giving her a kiss and then asking Olivia if she would lay down on her back. Olivia laid between them, where Logan had indicated. "Kiss her lips," he told Mallory, who bent low to do it. "Good girl. Now her chest." He touched Olivia's nipple, indicating where the kiss should go. Mallory looked up at Logan, but kept her head in motion. She kissed down Olivia's neck to her chest and finally to her nipple. "Now the other one," Logan suggested. He slipped his hand between Olivia's legs, teasing her clit with gentle caresses. She was wet, very wet. "Now here," he said, pointing to a space between a bit below Olivia's breasts. "And here," he repeated, leading Mallory's mouth and tongue down Olivia's trim body. "And here." He pointed just above her navel. He stopped voicing his instructions once he was sure Mallory was following his finger. He pointed to her navel, to a space below her navel, and led her lower and lower. Leaning close, he hushed his command into her ear. "Now do it." When Mallory pressed her head between Olivia's legs, Logan was first to see her pressing her mouth against the other woman's pussy. Deep Woods Debauchery On his hands and knees, Logan crawled around Olivia until he was on the far side of Mallory. His hand slipped between her legs, caressing her swollen clit. It reassured him to find her wet. "They're watching you," he told Mallory. "All of us. We're watching you eating pussy. We can see you doing it. You like it, don't you?" He heard her moan and felt her squirm. "You can stop if you want to. You don't have to eat her pussy. Stop and everyone will know you're not half lesbian." Instead of stopping, Mallory clutched at Olivia's breasts. "That's what I thought," Logan said and he guided Mallory's knee over her roommate's head. He didn't need to give Olivia any instruction. Once Mallory was overhead, Olivia demonstrated her willingness to eat pussy, too. "Dude, you are the fucking man," Grant said when Logan backed away. "Just keeping a promise," he said, rubbing his prick as he watched the two girls trade orgasms. Epilogue Mallory nuzzled against Logan, her hand sliding down his stomach until she cupped his balls. Logan was too spent to get hard again, but he still appreciated her touch. Deciding the tent was too crowded and night sky too alluring, they zipped their sleeping bags together and cuddled beneath the stars on the far side of the fire. "Thank you," Mallory said, giving him an unexpected kiss. "For what?" "For what you did this afternoon. Making me do that to Olivia." Kissing him again, she squeezed his balls, too. "Now everyone knows. I can't hide from it." "Do you want to?" "No." "You know we watched you," he confessed. "Me and Dylan. From the woods." "I guessed." "So what happens when you we get back to campus? I'm guessing you don't have a boyfriend, do you?" "I do now," she said and kissed him before laying her head on shoulder to watch the moon rise.