At the Lake part 2 SeXStoRY

About 5 minutes later, "Red" the park ranger came walking up the hill and found the four girls sunbathing, listening to music. "You girls are trespassing," he said in a stern voice, "This is private property, belonging to the Boy Scout Council and you are not supposed to be here." "But they never use this place anymore," Jane offered in explanation, "We're not hurting anything, just getting a sun tan away from those awful boys at the beach...Please Mr. Curtis, can't we stay?" "No Jane, you know the rules and I would hate to have to tell your dad that I arrested you, now pack up your stuff and get out of here." "By the way, is Terry up here with you? That looks like his boat down there in the cove." Debbie quickly replied, "No Mr. Curtis, he loaned it to me and Susan, since Jane's boat is too small for four people." "Oh, OK, just checking...Come on now girls, let's get a move on." "Red" stayed right with them until they had carried everything down to the boats and then followed them out of the bay onto the main lake, then shadowed them as they proceeded back towards the marina. Terry was in a panic, here he was stuck in the woods completely naked over 4 miles by water and about 8 by land from the marina. What was he to do? At first he just waited and hoped the girls would come back for him, but he saw "Red" following them back up the lake so he knew it was going to be quite some time. "That S.O.B. will probably follow them all the way back to the dock," he thought to himself and as it turned out he was right. During the afternoon, Terry decided to search the old Boy Scout Camp and hoped to find some clothing to cover himself with, he knew the camp still had a caretaker so he would have to be careful not to be seen running around in the nude. Terry carefully worked his way through the camp looking for ANY kind or clothing, canvas, or other cloth with which to cover himself. No luck, every building was either empty or locked and nothing usable was found. It was now evening and he again started to panic, he returned to the hill, but no boats were visible anywhere on the lake and there were no signs that the girls had returned during his absence. The air was turning chilly as the sun got lower in the sky and across the lake he could see another youth camp. This one however was occupied and among other things he could see towels and clothing hanging on clothes lines to dry. It was only about a quarter mile across the lake at this point and the other camp was on the same side as the marina and would shorten his walk back by 6 miles. He decided to wait until it got darker, then swim across the lake, steal some clothing and then walk back to the marina. Until dark, Terry sat in hiding on the shoreline where he could see up the lake, in case one of the girls came back for him; no one came. After sunset when the woods became black, he lowered himself into the water and swam towards the lights on the other side of the lake. When he got near to the other shore he could hear voices coming from all directions up and down the shoreline, so he swam as quietly as he could to a point directly below the cabins and crawled out hiding in the bushes along the rocky shore. He could hear both boys and girls voices, the girls seemed closer. Slowly he worked his way up until he could see exactly where he was at, and to his surprise, directly before him was a clothesline. Reaching up, he pulled a garment from the line and carried in back down to the water's edge before even looking at it to see what he had taken. To his shock, IT WAS A GIRLS SUN DRESS! "Well a dress is better than no clothes at all," he thought to himself and put the dress on. It fit him surprisingly well given the circumstances under which he had obtained it; totally at random. It was a little short and tight in the chest, but covered everything he needed covered. Terry decided to moved around to the boy's cabins and see if he couldn't steal some- thing more appropriate for his long walk home. Hearing boys voices, Terry moved as silently as he could as he slid through the darkness behind the boy's cabins to where he had seen their clotheslines. Just as he stepped forward to take a piece of clothing from the line, he heard a twig snap behind him and he was straightaway tackled by two boys. "We got her!" they yelled and at once three more boys surrounded him. A flashlight was shown in his face and the boys immediately determined that in fact they had captured a boy rather than a girl, but one wearing a little girl's dress. Terry was dragged into the boy's cabin and his hands tied behind his back. "Now, what the fuck is going on here?" a boy considerably bigger and who looked to be 2 or 3 years older asked. Terry was afraid and his body shook with fear as he tried to explain his presence outside their cabin. Meanwhile, one of the younger boys lifted his skirt and saw that he was nude underneath, then saw the stripes on his ass. "Somebody whooped this k** good," he observed, pointing out Terry's ass to the other boys behind him. "Sure did," one of them said, "Bet that hurt like a son-of-a-bitch!" "Frank, you got to see this!" Frank was the large boy, Terry had been talking to who was seated before him on the edge of a bed. "Well turn his little butt around here where I can see it then," Frank replied and the boys spun Terry around and held his dress up. Frank looked at the red marks, then reached out with his hand and tenderly traced his fingertips along one of the welts. "God Damn, you got that right, somebody laid into this ass but good!" "Undress him!" Frank ordered and Terry was quickly stripped of the dress which was ripped from his body. Frank now looked over the rest of Terry's slim body and noted his head to toe sun tan and hairless crotch which looked to have been shaved due to a couple of razor nicks. "This k** looks like one of those faggot sex slaves," Frank offered as an opinion, "That true Sissy?" he asked Terry with his nose less than an inch away from Terry's own. Terry started crying now and with a choked voice, told the boys about having been caught, beaten, shaved, dominated, r**ed and then abandoned by the girls. His entire body shook as he told his story but the humiliation of telling it in detail caused his cock to become half erect. This did not escape Frank's notice, who waited until Terry had completed his story then replied. "So you got your pussy-ass beaten by a bunch of girls whose underwear you were stealing uh...Then you try to steal our clothes...after you stole a dress from the girls in this camp...Why your nothing but a little perverted fucking faggot thief!" "Since we already know you take it up the ass, maybe we ought to just fuck you ourselves for trying to steal our clothes." Terry looked around the room and saw five smiling faces looking back at him and tongues licking lips in anticipation of working over his young body. "On your knees!" Frank ordered and when Terry had been placed in position, Frank pulled his swim trunks down exposing his big cock and balls, and shoved them directly into Terry's face. "Suck me FAGGOT, or I'll kick your ass good, if you think you got a beating from those girls, you ain't seen nothing yet!" Two of the boys held Terry and one of them grabbed his hair at the back of his head and shoved his face forward so that his lips were resting against Frank's cock. Terry knew he had no choice, these boy were bigger and apparently willing to beat the living shit out of him if he didn't give them what they wanted, so he flicked his tongue over the head of Frank's cock which immediately started getting larger. "That's it Frank murmured, lick it real good little girl, make it nice and hard so I can fuck your ass with it." The other boys were laughing and giving each other "high-fives" for their luck in capturing their sex object for the night. Terry swirled his tongue around the cock head and decided that it tasted good, then gently sucked the head into his mouth as it continued to grow. Soon it was fully erect, about 7 1/2" but slim, and Frank pulled his cock out of Terry's mouth and shoved him down so that his ass was up and accessible. Frank took hold of Terry's hips and after applying some cream of some sort to his asshole, worked a couple of fingers in and out until Terry felt loose enough to him; then lined up his cock with the little opening and slowly shoved it in. Terry felt no pain this time and soon was rocking back and forth on the impaling intruder. Someone untied his hands and he no more than got them down on the floor to steady himself, when another cock was shoved in his face. This one was smaller as was the owner, but Terry just inhaled it and sucked the boy as best he could. In short order he felt the cock twitch and knew that the boy was going to cum. He tried to pull away but the boy grabbed his head and rammed his dick down Terry's throat as he spewed his juice. About that time, he could hear Frank moaning behind him and felt him shooting his load deep in his ass. Both boys were immediately replaced and over the next hour and a half, Terry fucked and sucked every boy in the room. Cum was dripping out of his ass and running down the insides of his thighs as well as smeared all over his face. With all of them expended, they gave him a washcloth and a towel to clean himself up, then handed him a T-shirt, shorts, and a pair of tennis shoes. When he was dressed, they lead him to the door and before shoving him out threatened to kill him if he ever told anyone what had happened in their cabin. Terry promised he would never tell, since he too, wanted no one to know. It was a long walk home and Terry's well plowed ass tingled and dripped cum, all the way back to his trailer. It was a tired boy indeed who fell to sl**p that night in his bed. When Terry awoke the next morning his asshole and jaw were both sore from the workout the night before and he was mad as hell about the girls leaving him nude in the middle of nowhere. His entire body ached from the physical exertions of the previous day and his mind was numb from everything that had happened to him in the past 2 days. He walked up the hill behind the trailer and sat in a wooded area overlooking the marina and lake. With his chin resting on his knees pulled up against his chest and held by his tightly clamped arms, he trembled and shook and cried his heart out. Down below he could hear someone knocking on his trailer door, calling his name. He moved to a point where he could see them but not be seen; it was Debbie and Susan. After wiping his face and trying to regain control of his emotions, he walked down to the trailer and the girls. Debbie saw him approach and ran to him, throwing her arms around him giving him a hug, Susan hugged him as soon as she could from behind. "Thank God your safe!" Debbie said and kissed him on the cheek, then saw his red and swollen eyes and felt his body tremble inside her embrace. She could tell he had been crying and now was very concerned as to why. "What happened, Terry," she whispered. Terry tried to answer, but again broke into tears and his body shook. Debbie and Susan led him to his trailer and then inside and sat on the bed with him, stroking and hugging him while he attempted to regain control. He hid his face in his hands as he told them what happened after they left, trying to find clothing in the camp and hoping they would come back, then swimming across the lake, stealing the dress, being captured by the boys and having had to give them sex in exchange for not beating him up and some clothes; followed by the long walk home. When done, he couldn't look at the girls, he kept his face in his hand and drew up into a ball on the bed, once again his body whacked by convulsive crying. Both girls continued to hug and stroke him, hoping to relax his body from the convulsions which passed in wave after wave through it. After a while, Debbie stood beside the bed and undressed herself, then pulled his T-shirt off. Seeing what Debbie had in mind, Susan also undressed and worked his shorts and shoes off of his body, then the girls moved him under the covers of his bed and pressed their naked flesh against his. Debbie took hold of his head and held it against her breasts and stroked her fingers through his hair and massaged his neck and shoulders, while Susan stroked his back, hips, ass, and legs, trying to relax him. Slowly, their caresses took effect and he slowly uncoiled his body between them. They now pressed full length against him front and back and continued petting as he cried into Debbie's breasts. The girls rolled him onto his back and while Debbie stroked his face and kissed him, little Susan kissed his stomach and caressed his thighs, then kissed and sucked his cock and balls. She may not have had much experience giving head, but Terry had none at receiving it, her mouth felt great and soon he was thrusting his hips to drive his cock into her small mouth. Debbie fed her small breasts to his mouth and he sucked her nipples like a baby as she continued stroking his torso and kissing him wherever she could reach with her mouth. When he came it was the hardest orgasm his body had ever experienced, spewing what felt like gallons of cum in to Susan's mouth. The poor girl could not swallow it all and when she pulled back, it sprayed all over her face and into her hair. Terry collapsed after his climax and when Debbie saw Susan's cum covered face, she laughed and then licked it clean. Susan just giggled and smiled as Debbie's tongue cleaned her flesh. Both girls held onto Terry and napped with him in his bed. Terry awoke to the feel of a small hand stroking his limp but rapidly growing cock. The fingers gently probed his tender balls, rolling them and stroking the sensitive skin of his sack. They then returned to his cock and with thumb and index finger circling it at the base, gently pulled outward toward the head, then palmed the head and returned to the base in a milking motion. Terry sighed and slowly opened his eyes to see who was giving him this pleasure, since he could feel two bodies pressed tightly against his, one front and one back. His body trembled as he remembered telling the girls of his ordeal the day before and of their tender ministrations to him. He wanted badly to thank them but did not want to bring up the subject of his homosexual orgy. Although he hated the idea of having sucked and fucked 5 boys, he had loved the sex and the attention it had offered him. If the truth be known, he had enjoyed the hell out of the sex, but had not liked being f***ed into it. Was he gay? He didn't know, he had never really had sex with a girl, so he had no basis for comparison. At this moment, however, he was in a position to fulfill both of his needs. To repay the girls for their compassion, and to compare sex with a girl to his gay sex experience. The hair resting on his shoulder was blonde so the hand and body pressed against his front side must be Susan. Terry kissed her hair and little Susan tilted her head back and looked up, a wide grin on her lovely young face. "Hi," whispered Terry and Susan gave him a light kiss on the lips and squeeze of his cock as her reply. Terry, pulled her tighter against him, encircling her with his arms and gave her a deep kiss on the mouth as he hugged her to him. "Thanks," he offered in a whisper as she gave a small whimper, "I don't know how to thank you for staying with me," he continued, murmuring into her ear, "I was so scared, and confused,...I couldn't think..." "I know," Susan replied, "but we love you and couldn't leave you like that, "How do you feel know?" "Horny," Terry replied and gave her another deep kiss. This caused Susan to giggle and give his cock another squeeze, which Terry interpreted as a 'Go Ahead' signal; his hands responded accordingly, stroking her back and ass, marveling at the feel of her smooth skin. They continued to kiss and stroke each others bodies for what seemed like a long time and soon Terry was fully erect and Susan dripping juice from her pussy.