Deep in the woods - Sex Stories

Deep in the woods

... added in a tone Robbie couldn’t work out. He turned out the light and climbed into his own bed. Robbie slept surprisingly well. It was so quiet out there that it wasn’t like being in the normal world at all. He slept for twelve hours and only woke when he heard noises outside. Kevin and another man were heaving logs around, so Robbie got up, threw some clothes on and went outside to help. They labored for four hours before the sun started to go down. Then they all went inside and took it in turns to have a shower. Robbie went last and felt curiously naked in the little cubicle with the steam and the smells of the other men’s shower gels. He dried himself in the little area by the wash basin and pulled on jeans and a sweatshirt. It was now evening and the wood fire was crackling in the hearth. Kevin and Pete were sitting in front of it, eating stew and drinking beer. Robbie grabbed some of both and sat on his bed. As he finished and slid his empty bowl onto the table, he realized that there were only two beds and the personnel count had risen to three. Obviously Pete was going to have to sleep on the floor. Robbie stretched to try to get rid of the aches in his muscles, then lay back on his bed, wearing a pair of briefs. Still sleepy from the day before, he dozed off. When he woke again it was because he could feel the bed moving. He opened his eyes when he felt pressure on his ankles. Kevin was leaning on them, one in each hand, preventing him from moving his legs. Robbie ...

... saw with a flash of alarm that the other two men were naked. Pete was sitting on the edge of the bed, removing his socks. Then, like a wrestler, Pete threw himself onto Robbie and pinned his hands to the mattress. Robbie struggled, but only to confirm what he already knew: that the two men were stronger and heavier than he. Pete had dark hair on his head and a mass of it all over his huge body. He leaned on Robbie and rubbed his dark, hairy chest against Robbie’s smooth skin. “I hate to alarm you, Rob,” Kevin said gleefully, “but you have a hardon.” “Just automatic,” Robbie said. “Don’t get excited.” Pete let go of Robbie’s wrists and maneouvred himself so that he was squatting on Robbie’s chest. Then he leaned back and rubbed his ass into Robbie’s face. Robbie felt his cock twitch as he found his nose in Pete’s crack. The big man had just had a shower, and for that Robbie was very grateful, because the guy was rubbing his crack up and down Robbie’s face. Robbie, realizing his hands were now free, grabbed Pate’s hairy haunches and moved him slightly so he could get his tongue into the abyss. He licked and his cock grew stiffer, fuller, more excited than he had ever known. “Kevin,” he said, speaking into Pete’s crotch. “You can suck my cock if you want.” “Okay, but just a little,” Kevin said. “Cos I want to watch the straight guy licking that big hairy bisexual man’s asshole. Why don’t you change positions so he’s on his knees and you’re kneeling behind him like it’s all your ...