Will and I enjoy our times together and I thought you might be interested to hear how we developed the friendship that we now have. It all began with a hunting trip five years ago. My uncle Chet was quite a sportsmen but had no children and when he died, he left his spacious hunting camp along with two hundred acres of prime hunting land to his only surviving male relative, yours truly. Well, that is a whole lot of land to hunt all alone so I began looking for a hunting partner among my hunting friends.
I have hunted with five or six different guys at different times for different game. We would often hunt together in the fall and this gave me a good opportunity to observe the character of these men. The bottom line evaluation when it comes to hunters is first, safety and second, character. The guys with questionable safety habits or character traits do not get a second invitation to hunt with me. This evaluation process got me down to the four or five regulars, among whom was Will.
I decided to invite Will, already a shoo-in regular hunting pal, along with Jeff and Vinnie. Jeff and Vinnie were both good hunters though I never really hit it off too spectacular with either one of them. But I decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and invited them along to the cabin. Only Will had any idea that this hunting trip was a kind of test for future invitations.
We left on a Friday morning, with the prospect of ten days of hunting white tail deer on that large tract of land. Friday was spent getting settled and going over topographical maps of the land and planning our drives through the woods and placement of the primary shooters. We would leave the cabin at 4 AM on Saturday morning and see what we could scare up.
On that Saturday morning, we stationed Jeff and Vinnie at the pre-selected sites and Will and I would hopefully drive the deer to them. Will and I saw a number of white tails but that is about all we could see. We kept slowly moving toward the kill zone when suddenly we heard several shots from two different guns. This sounded promising so we just kept going until we came upon the shooters standing over their prize bucks. Jeff had downed an eight pointer and Vinnie a ten pointer. We stood around admiring the bucks for a few minutes before the shooters set to field dressing the animals. We all helped drag them back to the cabin and hang them.
We were done hunting for that day but after dinner the shooters recounted every last detail of their take. Frankly, it was boring to me and, from the look on his face, Will also. On top of that, Vinnie brought a bottle of booze, which I had specifically asked everyone not to do. I never was much of a drinker and I don't like to see drinking mixed with hunting under any circumstances. Vinnie was downing the stuff pretty heavy. Meanwhile, Will, Jeff and I were content with coffee. The more Vinnie drank, the louder and more obnoxious he became. Vinnie is five foot five and he seems to have a Napoleon complex or something. He seems like he needs to make up for his lack of height with all sorts of blustery bullshit.
He was pretty well gone but started bragging about what a man he was, blah, blah, blah. He was such a man, he was sure he was hung better than anybody else there. He challenged us all to whip out our dicks and we would just settle this thing once and for all. I am beyond this juvenile stuff but I have nothing to be ashamed of in the cock department. Plus I was hoping to shut him up once and for all. So we all stood up and whipped out our cocks.
There we stood with our dicks hanging out. I have to give Vinnie credit, though. Even soft, his cock seemed thicker than Will's and a little longer than mine. Jeff was kind of in the middle in both categories, though certainly he was man enough. Then Vinnie says, "Watch this!" and put his hand on his cock. He ran his thumb gently over the length of his shaft and massaged the rim of his cock. Within five seconds he was rock hard. I almost had to laugh. Though I did not have any experience with this sort of thing beyond the puberty stuff many of us go through, I admit I was impressed. Not only was Vinnie rock hard that fast, he was also pretty long.
Vinnie Napoleon was so impressed with himself, he got a tape measure out just to show us how long and thick he was. The rest of us began stroking to get our cocks as hard as we could. Granted, this was a chore seeing it was just us guys. Up till this point I had not given much thought to another guy's manhood but there we were, furiously beating our meat to get the fullest hard on we could. I mean, sure this was juvenile but I was certain I did not want to come in last just now.
Sure enough, once the measuring was done, Vinnie was a good ten inches, to my eight and a half, Will's seven and a half and Jeff's seven. In thickness, the score was Vinnie: 7, Will: 6.5, Jeff: 6 and yours truly: just under 6-nothing to be ashamed about for any of us. We even pulled our shorts down low enough to get an idea on who had the biggest balls. Jeff got the prize hands down on that one.
Again, none of us had anything to be ashamed of but Vinnie sure was the head rooster on this deal. Poor Jeff seemed kind of mesmerized by Vinnie's tool. I just kind of looked at the other guy's cocks, as did Will. I would guess this was the first time since puberty that I had been matching dicks with other guys. It was kind of funny, kind of a horny thing to do.
The sexual energy in the cabin was almost tangible, though at least three of us felt a little awkward standing there with our hard cocks in our hands. Vinnie smiled and started stroking his meat. Jeff followed Vinnie's lead, then Will and I joined in. Vinnie was the only circumcised one (also the only unmarried one) and he was stroking his tool in an unhurried fashion. Surprisingly, Jeff, Will and I were all natural. A lot of guys are uncut but it just seemed a little beyond the statistics to have three out of four uncut in the same room.
I suggested we move in front of the fireplace. That way, if we came we could shoot right into the fire and no muss, no fuss. So there we stood in a semi-circle beating our meat in front of the fire. The fire was hot and so was the room. Poor Jeff just could not keep his eyes off of Vinnie. He said it was the first time he had ever done anything like this in his life and certainly the first time he had ever seen a cut hard cock. I guess I understood that. I remember being a puberty boy and seeing my cousin's cut dick while we were pissing in the woods one day. I naturally thought that every other dick was like mine and man was I surprised when I found out different.
Next thing you know, Jeff has his eyes closed and is moaning. Then Will starts in and I am right behind them both. Just hearing the other guys stroking noises and moans was really starting to turn me on. Not hearing anything from Vinnie's direction, I opened my eyes just enough to see Vinnie staring at the rest of us. His eyes were riveted on us, going from one cock to another. I also noticed that he was running his tongue over his lips like he was anticipating his last meal or something.
Vinnie caught my eye and I just nodded to him and lifted my cock in his direction, offering my meat to him. Talk about a 'deer in the headlights' look! Vinnie was caught dead to rights. "Come and get it, Vinnie. I know what you want," I said. Jeff and Will opened their eyes and there we all stood, wondering what Vinnie would do. The three of us crowded around Vinnie and kept offering our cocks up to him and encouraging him to take our meat.
Vinnie Napoleon was obviously at the mercy of his passion because next thing I knew, Vinnie was on his knees taking my cock in his mouth. He reached up and took the other cocks in his hands and stroked them while he was sucking me. Well, I had not had a blow job in years and it took all of five minutes for me to shoot my load. What surprised me was that Vinnie drank my jizz like it was his favorite beverage.
Vinnie next pulled Jeff in front of him and began giving him head. Jeff shot his load after about five minutes, too. Then Will stepped in front of Vinnie and gave Vinnie the ride of his life. He put one hand on Vinnie's head and starting pumping his cock into Vinnie's mouth. Vinnie was whimpering and stroking his cock at the same time but never did try to get out from Will's punishing thrusts.
