Phil got up and tried to hide his ten inch war club with his hands but it was a waste of time. The red-head gently brushed Phil's hands away.
'I hope you've got enough juice in your tank to take care of three hungry bums.' the blond said.
Phil just about fainted. He couldn't remember a time when he had been so dazed with lust. He allowed himself to be maneuvered onto the beach blanket that they had spread on the sand and now he was surrounded by the trio of his dreams. Six hands roamed over his twenty three year old body that was taut, slender and hungry for love. He had hoped to be the one exploring the stocky stud's bodies, sliding his hands up their thighs and onto their beer-fed furry bellies, pinching their fat nipples and sucking their juicy cocks but the older studs had other ideas. He moaned as those six hands stroked, pinched, caressed and slithered over his super sensitive flesh. He could feel his precum being smeared around his fat mushroom cap and it felt incredibly good as it cooled in the breeze. A hand had slid between his tight cheeks and a finger was now testing the defenses of his tight little bumhole. Phil moaned, spread his legs and surrender to a bunch of cock hungry bears that were keen on worshipping at the altar of youth. A warm mouth closed around his hard, throbbing cock while another started to lick through the glade of his crack and teased its way into his wanting hole.
Warm, strong hands played up his flat, smooth belly and onto his well developed chest. Fingers gently tweaked his tiny nubs and he sighed as pleasure shot through his body, seeming to reverberate and intensify as it did so. His whole body was one large sexual organ; he felt like a giant cock being licked to explosion or a massive butthole receiving an army of men all at once. His brain was confused and over stimulated. What sensation was he to concentrate on? The probing tongue that electrified his asshole, the warm mouth milking his hungry rod, the soft, sexy lips that were now fastened to his and engaging him in the horniest kiss he had ever known or those hands that roamed everywhere, touched everything and turned him on so bad that for a moment he thought he might actually die of ecstasy? These three stocky studs certainly knew how to please a young man like Phil but they were experienced enough to read the signs and so they came off of him now and the blonde dude lay down on the blanket and offered his smooth, tanned man-pillow to Phil.
Phil's lust went into overdrive as he parted those fleshy cheeks and found himself gazing at a large, brown pucker. It was a work of art, worthy of being painted and hung on the wall. He had driven a long, long way from the little town he lived in to have a taste of this and he knew it was going to be worth it. His face fell into the blonde's meaty crack and Phil went into a feeding frenzy, grunting and groaning as he ate out the hot stud's magnificent arse. The way the big guy was bucking against him Phil knew that he must be doing something right; it made him feel really proud that he could return some of the pleasure that he had been given. Phil could feel his hips being pulled into a kneeling position and soon a hand had fastened itself around his cock while a tongue drilled its way into his bunghole. Once more he was on the cusp of explosion; these men were just providing way too much sensation, way more than a twenty three year old knew how to handle. His cock was sending signals to his brain; it knew what it wanted and it had to be obeyed.
Pulling free of the hungry tongue and confident hand he turned around and asked the dark haired guy if he had any lube. A jumbo sized bottle of the stuff was produced and Phil just hoped that he was able to take care of all their hunger. With trembling fingers he pushed some lube into the blonde's tight hole. Damn did that feel good! So warm and tight and all the more delicious for this being a total stranger's slut hole that he was feeling up on a beach in full daylight. He was shaking off his little town blues and cocking his way into the cosmopolitan world that he suspected existed out there. Resisting the urge of bury his bone in the blonde's meaty rum Phil told the dark haired stud and the red-head to get down on their knees. Quick as a flash they had their big butts up in the air. Phil scooted over to the dark haired stud first. He had the hairiest crack that Phil had ever seen, including all the asses he had lusted over on the internet, and the sight of all that dark fur swirling over that pale flesh just about got him pumping seed right there and then. He sniffed that horny crack like a dog sniffing a bitch and he could feel his cock grow ever harder. He had never believed in pheromones but now they were proving their existence and power. Now his tongue had to fight through that jungle of fur to get at this sexy bear's love knot that had bewitched his senses. And it was worth the battle; the dark haired stud's asshole was just as beautiful as the blonde's but in a more ball grabbing way. It was loose and puffy and just seemed to melt as Phil's invading tongue pressed home.
