I opened my eyes and looked around, confused as to where I was. A sharp pain in my ass reminded me that I was at my grandpa's cabin with my best friend John. He had just fucked my ass with his big eight inch dick – twice.
We had arrived at the cabin on Friday in the early afternoon. It was apparently getting dark already. John was laying next to me, snoring. I looked at my watch. It was well past 6 p.m.
I got up to use the bathroom. My ass was hurting and I was a fucking mess. I cleaned up the best I could and put some clothes on. We had brought some prepackaged sandwiches on our way up for lunch. I tore into one as I put some of our stuff away.
John started to stir. He eventually opened his eyes and stretched.
"What time is it?" he asked just as he was about to yawn.
"It's almost 7 p.m. We must have slept for three or four hours. So much for going to the lake," I said.
John got up and sat on the edge of the bed. He was still naked. He shrugged and looked at me.
"I'm starving dude," he said. "What time is Claudia getting here tomorrow?"
"After lunch," I said.
"Well then let's hit the lake early tomorrow," he said.
John got up. He was naked. His dick swung side to side as he walked towards me. It was long and heavy, like a small elephant's trunk. He walked up to me and kissed me.
"Oh yuck, you taste like tuna!" he said.
"You'll lick my ass, but you think tuna breath is gross?" I asked.
John laughed as he grabbed a sandwich and sat down at the small table in the middle of the big cabin.
"How's your ass dude?" John asked.
I put away some of the food we'd brought into the fridge.
"It's tender. It hurts a little and it feels wide open if that makes any sense," I said.
"Yeah, I hear ya," John said. "It'll feel better later. After you've been fucked a few times it won't feel like anything afterwards."
I'd almost forgotten that John would know. I'd fucked his ass dozens of times at this point.
We both sat down and ate our sandwiches. When we were done, John got up to piss. He didn't close the door and I got a good look at him. As he was about to go, I snuck up behind him and grabbed his big dick.
"Remind you of anything?" I asked.
John laughed.
"If I ever get poison oak again, kill me!" he said.
John cleaned up and came out. He was still naked.
"Are you putting on clothes any time soon," I asked.
"Nah man. What for? We're just gonna end up fucking right," he asked.
I hadn't thought of it, but this was our first chance to spend an entire night of play time together without the specter of getting caught. I smiled at him and stripped naked.
John sat on the bed and called me over.
I walked up to him and stood directly in front of his face. My dick was just inches from his mouth. He looked at me and smiled before opening his mouth and taking my dick head in. He was getting good at sucking dick.
After a few minutes of sucking me off, he lifted my hard dick and began to kiss and lick my balls. I grabbed the back of his head and stroked his hair.
"Lay down on your stomach," he asked.
