Vince stumbled out of bed, feeling as if he had barely went to sleep before the incessant screech of his alarm startled him awake. "Three A.M. is an ungodly hour to wake up at." He grumbled into the early morning darkness. He tossed back the covers and stumbled out of bed and to the bathroom.
He let out a sigh of relief when his bladder released, sending a stream of hot piss into the bowl. He tucked his limp seven inch cock back into his black bikini briefs and started getting ready for his camping trip with the guys. Even though he had only known them a few weeks, they quickly became the best of friends.
He had met Grant first, in the gym. He had asked Vince for a spot. It was purely innocent and afterward they hit it off and they became great friends. Through Grant he had met both Cody and Jackson on a day trip to go hiking. They had instantly bonded and laughed and joked the entire day. It just so happened they were all Gay like Vince.
Now they were all going up into the mountains to spend the weekend. They were an odd group. Grant was blond and blue eyed with a smooth toned body like Vince. Cody had dark brooding eyes and a full head of wavy jet black hair. He was big and burly with a thick hard body. Jackson kept his head shaved. His ebony body was compact with long lean muscles.
Vince had barely finished his coffee and slipped on his shorts when Grant was knocking on his door. Vince was grateful he had packed the night before and set his things by the door, he was still half asleep. Grant helped him put his things in the back of Cody's truck and with a fresh cup of coffee in his hand, they were on their way.
They got to the cabin at eight. Vince had drifted off sometime during the drive and was nudged awake by Grant. The cabin had a big spacious communal area and kitchen. There was only one bedroom with two full side beds and one bathroom with a huge shower was, big enough to fit all four and then some.
They unpacked, went on a few hikes and finished off a case of beer by dinner time. They sat around talking with Grant chiming in from the kitchen as he cooked. Eventually the subject turned to sex and a bitch session about their exs and hook ups. This was the first time that Vince felt uncomfortable in the group.
"Andy was cute, but he couldn't take dick." Cody griped, finishing off his beer. "I'd barely get the head in before he was like, 'ouch, that hurts, take it out.' I did just to shut the winey bitch up." Cody grinned wickedly. "Then I'd just shoved my cock in his mouth to shut him up."
"Well, Jared wasn't much better." Grant called from the kitchen. "I swear he was all teeth. I was tempted to take pliers and pull them out while he was sleeping."
"At least they were willing to give it up." Jackson huffed. "Once Justin and I became an item, he never wanted to have sex."
The three continued on and on, recounting their various exs and tricks. Vince sat quiet, shifting uncomfortably on the couch between Jackson and Cody. The three continued on and on, complaining about the guys that bottomed for them and how none of them had gotten any in sometime.
"You're awfully quiet, Vince." Cody finally noticed. "You've got to have some bad bottom story. You can't tell me every guy you fucked has been perfect. Come on, share."
"Yeah, man." Jackson nudged Vince. "Fuck, I'm so horny, I'd even consider turning Cody over there into a big ole bottom."
"Nope, not me. Tried it once, didn't like it." Cody shook his head. "You're more than welcome to come bounce on my lap if you like though."
"What about you, Vince?" Jackson returned his attention to Vince who was trying not to be noticed. "When was the last time you fucked some good ass?"
"Never." Vince answered meekly. Then men all stared at him in disbelief. "I don't fuck ass."
"Next you're going to say you're a bottom." Grant laughed from the kitchen.
"I am a bottom." Vince felt all the eyes on him. The mood of the room had definitely changed. Jackson put his arm over Vince's shoulder while Cody was rubbing his crotch. He looked over at Grant who licked his lips at Vince. Vince felt like he was about to be in a top breeding frenzy. "Guys, you're really starting to freak me out."
"Come on guys, let's eat." Grant yelled from the kitchen. When Jackson and Cody didn't move, he yelled again. "Come on, before it gets cold."
The two got up, and Vince followed them to the table to eat. All three men kept their eyes on Vince as they ate and talked. Vince wasn't sure what was happening. When they were done, Vince helped Grant with the dishes. He watched Cody and Jackson talking low whispers to each other while Grant found every excuse to touch Vince.
When they were done with the dishes, Grant patted Vince on the ass, squeezing his bubble butt. "Why don't you go ahead and jump in the shower before those two use up all the hot water." Grant gave Vince's ass another squeeze and pat. "Hurry up, I'm next." Grant winked at Vince.
Vince felt all eyes on him as he crossed the room to the bathroom. The sudden attention was as disconcerting as it was exciting. He had fantasized about each of them, sometimes together. He wondered how things were going to change now that they knew he was a bottom.
He grabbed his stuff and turned on the shower. Three massive shower heads came to life. Vince stripped down, his cock slightly chubbed, while the room filled with steam. He stepped in, letting the spray relax his tired and tense muscles. He couldn't help but get aroused by the idea of being the only bottom with three hot blue balled tops.
Vince washed himself, running the sudsy washcloth over and over his ass and cock. He knew the others were just on the other side of the door, and that danger excited him more. "Fuck it." He thought, hanging up the washcloth and returning his hand to his ass. "Three tops and me, can you imagine."
