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There are many studies and competing arguments out there taking both sides of the debate on whether bisexual and homosexual behaviors are due to nature or nurture. I’ll admit that I don’t know the definitive answer, but as you’ll learn in this story, I do have my suspicions that a significant part of it must be due to nature.

My name is Ed, and at the time of this story my wife, Susan, and I were thirty-nine years old and living in an Atlanta suburb near where I grew up. My son, Jason, had just turned sixteen in the spring of his sophomore year of high school, and he would be a junior in the fall. Alan is my best friend from childhood, and he lives right next to me with his wife, Barbara, and their son, Mark, who is the same age as Jason.

This story really begins some twenty-three years earlier though, when Alan and I had just turned sixteen years old. Our families lived next door to one another from before the time we were born. We are best friends and went all the way through school together. When we turned sixteen, my father got me an old car, and Alan and I worked on it together to make it presentable for dating girls.

We double-dated and were only interested in girls, and never in all the years we had known one another had any homosexual thoughts. That was true even though we often slept over at one another’s homes. At least that was the case until one night when we were drinking and had dates that didn’t put out for us.

The first night that we sucked one another’s cocks, Alan and I had picked up three six packs of beer, and took our dates, who were our age, to the drive-in theater. We thought for sure that the beer would make them easy to fuck, but they didn’t drink that much and all we got to do was a little making-out and rubbing their nice tits. By the time we took the girls home, Alan and I were as horny as hell. I was sleeping over at his home that night, and we somehow made it there safely.

It was late when we got to his home, and his parents had long since gone to bed and were sleeping. It was a warm night, and they didn’t have air conditioning, so we were lying on top of the sheets and wearing just our underwear. We were still woozy from drinking most of the beers, and talking quietly while slurring our words, about what prick-teasers our dates were. Alan was rubbing his cock in his tight, white underwear, and I started focusing on how big it looked. We had seen one another nude before, but after being aroused by the girls, I was seeing his cock in a new light.

At one point he said, “Damn, Ed, those girls really gave me the blue balls. I’d damn sure like to get off about now.”

I don’t really understand why, but for the first time in my life I was attracted to my friend’s cock and imagining what it would be like to touch or even suck it. It was like a switch had been flipped in my head. I had heard about gay boys who did that stuff, but I didn’t know much about it.

I was also rubbing my cock and looked over at him saying, “Yeah, no shit man. I know what you mean.” And then the false courage of my inebriated mind caused me to say, “Maybe I can help you out, or we can help one another out.”

Alan gave me a puzzled look and asked, “What the fuck are you talking about, Ed? How could we help each other?”

Despite all of the beer and how tired I was, I still remember to this day my reply that redefined and changed our relationship forever. I answered, “Well, I could stroke or suck your cock, and you could do the same for me if you wanted to. That way we can both get off and relieve these blue balls. What do you say, Alan?”

He looked pretty angry at first and said, “Ah fuck, Ed, how can you even think of bringing up that homo shit. I mean, what the fuck, man? What has gotten into you?”

I didn’t think he would react quite that way, and I replied, “Sorry, Alan, but I was watching you rubbing your cock and it started looking good to me. Maybe it’s the beer or just being horny, and I can’t explain how I got the urge to suck you. What could it hurt to let me try it just once?”

The beer, his hard cock, and the realization that he might have help in getting off must have softened his stance a little. He said, “Shit, man, you sound really serious about this. I guess if you have your heart set on taking my cock into your mouth, then go ahead. I don’t think I can do the same for you, though. I’ll just lay back with my eyes closed so I can pretend you're my girlfriend doing it for me. Go ahead, Ed, if you want it, then you can take it out for me.”

I still didn’t know where my strong urge to suck Alan was coming from, and although I was embarrassed for myself, I knew that I just had to try it. I sat up in bed and nervously pulled his underwear down and off, and his cock flopped out on his thigh. His cock is uncircumcised, and even though still soft, looked to be about five inches long and very thick. His balls are also big, about the size of eggs, and they hung down on the bed in his hairy scrotum. 

The aroma of his sweaty, musky crotch turned me on even more as I gripped his flaccid shaft and began to stroke it. His cock began to harden immediately, and I was soon holding what looked like at least seven and a half inches of thick, vein-covered shaft. His meat seemed big in comparison mine, since my dick is only about four and a half inches long and thin.

It would have been uncomfortable trying to lean down and suck him from where I was sitting, so I lay down the opposite way in the bed, with my body out at an angle from him. Then I moved over towards him, and he shifted his bottom leg towards me, giving me a place to rest my head on his inner thigh. So, we were in that almost sixty-nine position as I took his cock head, which was oozing with precum, into my mouth.

He moaned and pushed his hips towards me when he felt my warm, wet mouth on his cock. I began sucking his thick meat, and I knew at that instant that I would never be able to get enough of his cock. I loved the taste and the feeling of his rubbery foreskin and hard cock in my mouth, as well as his musky smell. I began sucking him aggressively, while I fondled his big balls.

I sucked him that way for about five minutes, and he began thrusting his hips forcefully into my mouth. I thought that he must be getting very aroused and close to cumming, and he confirmed that when he reached over to rub my dick and said, “Oh fuck, dude, I never thought it would feel so good having a guy suck my cock. You’d better get ready to pull off of me unless you’re hungry and want my cum in your cunt mouth.”

Alan’s comment brought me back to reality. I hadn’t really thought about actually taking his cum into my mouth, but I was so aroused to be sucking him, that I decided that I did want to taste his full load of semen and sperm. I increased the suction on his cock, as I reached over and gripped his ass, holding him tightly against me. I didn’t want to take the chance that he would feel sorry for me or something and choose to pull his cock out of my mouth when he started to cum.

Just at that time, his cock began to jerk and pulse in my mouth, and I was being flooded with his thick, teen cum. I not only loved the taste of his slightly bitter fuck juice, but I liked the idea that I was taking his sex fluids into my mouth.

I continued sucking his softening cock and swallowing his cum, as he leisurely rubbed my dick. I finally pulled my mouth off his cock and he said, “Damn, Ed, you swallowed my big load of fuck slime. Holy fuck, man, whatever possessed you to do that. I loved that you did it, but I just don’t understand how you could do something so nasty.”

It was embarrassing to look my best friend in the eyes and say, “I don’t know what came over me tonight, Alan, but I wanted so badly to suck your cock, and I just loved the taste of your cum and swallowing it. I’d like to do it again too, after you rest up for a few minutes. And since you’ve already rubbed my dick, maybe you’d like to try sucking me too. It was a lot more of a turn on than I ever thought it would be, and maybe we could do a sixty-nine.”

Alan looked at me and said, “Well, after what you just did for me, I guess I owe it to you to at least try it. I don’t think that I will be into it as much as you are, though, and I don’t know if I could ever swallow your cock juice, or even take it into my mouth. It all seems pretty kinky and gay to me, and I would at least want to be on top of you, so I can visualize that I am fucking my girlfriend or something.”

We lay there and talked for another half hour. Then I tried to get things started by pulling off my underwear before taking his soft cock back into my mouth, as I moved my torso closer to his face. He rolled over on top of me as I began sucking his cock, and he took my hardening dick into his hand and stroked it.

I could tell that he liked being on top of me that way, and I liked the feeling of being pinned under him as he began to fuck my face. As he got more and more aggressive fucking my mouth, he finally took my smaller dick into his mouth. It felt so good being sucked by him at the same time he was dominating my mouth.

It took him about ten minutes to cum that second time, and I ejaculated into his mouth as he pumped his tasty load into mine. We just lay there in the same position for a few minutes as I continued sucking his softening cock and swallowing his cum. At the same time he spit my cum onto my stomach. He seemed like he was going to roll off me, but I gripped his ass with my hands and held him in place on top of me.

I was busy, continuing to suck his cock, as he said, “Damn, Ed, you really are hungry for my cock and cum. I didn’t mind helping you out, but I’m not as much into this shit as you are. And if you like my junk that much, you might as well get a taste of my balls too.”

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and shifted forward a little, which brought his big balls to my mouth. I loved the taste and musky smell of his hairy, sweaty balls, and I licked and sucked them for about ten minutes. He really moaned when I took his testicles into my mouth, one at a time, and thoroughly sucked and worshiped them. We finally separated and lay back in bed and fell asleep. When we woke up in the morning, I sucked him off again, but he didn’t suck me that time.

We continued to date girls and both liked pussy more than anything, but that first night sucking each other was the start of our new relationship. Any time we had the chance, I would suck his cock and balls, and he would occasionally suck me, without swallowing. It was obvious that he was the dominant boy in our relationship, and I loved sucking him and swallowing his loads. We continued that way through high school and into college, where we shared a dorm room. Over that time his cock had grown to be about eight and a half inches long and even thicker than before.

It was ironic that in our senior year of college we met girls who were also best friends, and after graduation we married them. Then we were lucky to have both found jobs back in the Atlanta area, and bought homes right next door to one another. After our marriages and beginning our new lives in Atlanta, we slowly stopped having sex together. I was still hungry for his cock, but I finally came to term with the fact that over all the years since high school, he wasn't nearly as interested in sucking me as I was in sucking him, and I backed off. I knew that he was mainly sucking me, without swallowing, just so he could get me to suck his cock and balls, and swallow all his cum.

Alan and I remained the best of friends over the years, and by the time we were in our late thirties, both of our wives were showing much less interest in sex. That’s when we started to take advantage of any opportunities to be alone together, and we got back into the same scenario as in high school, with me sucking his cock and balls and swallowing his cum, with him only infrequently and half heartedly sucking me and spitting out my cum.

The only thing new was that one night he sat up on my face to feed me his balls, and when he slid a little farther forward, I began sucking his ass. That became a regular thing for me to do for him from then on. We also started camping out on weekends to go fishing, which gave us plenty of quality time for me to keep his balls drained for him.

Both of our wives got pregnant soon after our weddings, and we had sons just one year after graduating college. They got to grow up as best friends just as Alan and I had done many years before. Jason and Mark did everything together and had frequent sleepovers. When Jason turned sixteen, I got him a car just as my father had done for me. Both boys are good looking, and they didn’t have any trouble dating girls, so I never even thought that they might start having boy sex together as Alan and I had done.

One Saturday morning, only a couple of months after our boys turned sixteen and Jason got his car, Alan came over to talk to me while I was in the garage tinkering with my lawnmower. He was obviously excited about something and said, “You won’t fucking believe what I saw last night. You know that our boys were sleeping over at my home last night, and they came in pretty late. I woke up to piss at about 1:00 am, and heard some whispering and giggling coming from Mark’s room. I quietly walked down the hall and went into his adjoining bathroom and peaked through the partially-open door to see what was going on.”

He paused for a second while I gave him a cold soft drink, and he continued, “Jason was asking Mark if he could suck Mark’s cock, and it was almost identical to that conversation we had twenty-three years ago the first night we sucked one another for the first time. I kept watching and listening and learned that it was also their first time, and Mark reluctantly gave Jason the go ahead to suck him.

They had obviously been drinking, just as you and I had been. I held my breath as I watched Mark roll over on top of Jason in a sixty-nine. I hadn’t seen his cock and balls for many years, and I was proud to see him fucking Jason’s mouth with what looked like a very thick, uncircumcised, eight-inch cock, with his big balls slapping against Jason’s head. Mark started out only stroking Jason, and finally took his smaller dick into his mouth.”

I interrupted and said, “Holy fucking shit, that does sound exactly like it happened with us, and Mark is the dominant one in their relationship, just as you are with me. How long did you watch them, and what happened next?”

He laughed and said, “Well, they must have already been horny from their dates, and it only took about three or four minutes before I heard Mark moaning and gasping as he filled Jason’s mouth with cum. And just after that Jason ejaculated into Mark’s mouth, and Mark spit it out on Jason’s stomach. I think the boys are planning on sleeping over here next weekend, so you can keep a watch for when they come home and see if they do the same thing again.”

We just sat there staring at one another for a few moments until Alan said, “Now don’t get mad, but watching Mark fucking Jason’s mouth like that reminded me of what we did as teens, and I found myself wanting to go in there and fuck Jason’s mouth too. And when you get a chance to see them in action, I couldn’t blame you if you found yourself getting hungry for Mark’s big cock. It’s like our sons have inherited our same traits, both emotionally and physically, and there must be some way that we can take advantage of it.”

I probably should have been upset at Alan’s suggestion that we use one another’s sons for sex, but I was turned on by the possibility of sucking Mark’s big, teen cock. Then on the next Friday evening, Alan called to remind me to watch the boys when they came home. They came in at about 1:00 am again, and I watched and found out that Alan was telling the truth. Mark was only half heartedly sucking Jason’s dick, as Jason was lustfully and aggressively sucking Mark’s cock and balls.

Alan called me early on Saturday morning and asked me to join him at a local restaurant for breakfast. He wanted to find out what I had seen the boys doing, and I confirmed that he was right about everything. Then he wanted to continue our previous discussion about the possibility of us having sex with one another’s sons.

He was obsessed with the idea of fucking Jason’s teenage mouth, and he also wanted Mark to have the pleasure of fucking the mouth of a submissive grown man and dominating him. I have to admit that the idea of me being used by a sixteen-year-old boy and swallowing his young cum was very arousing to me.

We talked for an hour, and finally came up with a plan. It was only three weeks until school started again, and we decided to arrange a four day and three-night camping/fishing trip with the boys, as a kind of last fling before they were back in school. Alan figured that would give us plenty of time to make something happen with the boys.

The boys were excited when we told them about the trip, and we spent the next few days getting all our equipment and supplies together. Alan and I both took a couple of days off work, and we left for the lake early on Friday morning, with plans to return on the following Monday afternoon.

It was a three-hour drive to the lake, and we setup our tents and other gear between the big pine trees near the lakeshore and carried our small rowboat to the lake. The plan was for Alan and me to sleep in one tent, with the boys in the other, at least for the first night. To give us a friendlier situation with the boys, we encouraged them to call us by our first names while we were out in the wild alone with them. It was mid-day and not a good time to go fishing by the time we got camp set up, so we decided to go swimming from the beautiful sandy beach which was only about fifty feet from our campsite.

I watched the boys closely as we swam and splashed around in the water, and they gave no hint that they had been intimate sexually. It seemed that they were just bisexual like Alan and me, in that there was no homosexual attraction in a romantic sense, and they just liked having sex with one another as the physical need arose. I paid special attention to Mark whenever he got out of the water with his swimsuit sticking to him and seeing the outline of his big cock was making me hungry to suck it.

After swimming we cooked hotdogs over the campfire and then took a nap. We finally got out on the lake at about 4:30 pm, and we had success at catching fish for dinner. The sun was setting as we went back to camp and cleaned the fish for our supper, and we had a great meal by the campfire as it got dark on a moonless night.

We stayed up for quite a while, and the boys were happily surprised when we got the beer out of the cooler and allowed them to drink with us. We tried to make a big deal out of it, like that was their first time to have a beer, but Alan and I knew that the boys had been drinking on the nights we observed them sucking each other’s cocks.

We finally went to our tents at around 10:00 pm, when all of us had drunk two beers each. Alan and I were hoping that the beers would make the boys more receptive to having sex, even though we just wanted to watch them together on the first night. Alan and I got settled in our tent, and as we waited to see if the boys would be sucking one another, I laid back on the sleeping bag, with Alan’s knees on either side of my face, as I hungrily sucked his cock, balls and ass.

I heard a few, muted sounds from the bushes rustling outside of our tent, and just assumed that it was caused by the wind. Then after about forty-five minutes, we quietly left our tent and crept up to the window of the boys’ tent that was only about fifteen feet away from us.

The boys were whispering, but loud enough for us to hear, and it quickly became apparent that the boys had peaked in our tent window only a few minutes before we came out to spy on them. Mark was saying, “Holy fuck, Jason, your dad was down there feasting on my dad’s balls and ass, and even sucking his cock. He looked liked he enjoyed sucking my dad just as much as you enjoy sucking me. And seeing him suck ass like that makes me think that I’d like for you to do that for me too. Who knows what other nasty shit your dad might do with my dad? So, come on, man, lie back so I can try that with you.”

I at first felt ashamed and disgusted as Mark straddled Jason’s face. We were in the perfect position to see Jason take Mark’s big balls into his mouth, before Mark slid forward and pressed his thick perineum to Jason’s mouth. It looked like Jason might be struggling to breathe with his face pressed into Mark’s sweaty and smelly crotch. He must have liked the taste of Mark’s perineum, and with his nose right in Mark’s ass he was also getting the smell of his hairy ass crack.

The next thing we knew Jason reached up and gripped Mark’s ass with his hands and pulled him farther forward as he spread his ass cheeks, which buried Jason’s face in Mark’s hairy, ripe ass. I suspected from Mark’s moaning and Jason’s slurping and sucking, that he was sucking Mark’s asshole.

Mark confirmed that by saying, “Oh fuck yeah, man, push your tongue all the way into my fucking shithole. Holy fuck, Jason, you’re just as nasty as your cock sucking father.”

We continued watching as Mark changed his position to lie fully on top of Jason, fucking his mouth, and Mark wasn’t even sucking Jason’s dick. Alan and I then left and went back to our tent. Before we got to sleep, I had sucked him off two times and sucked his balls and ass before and after his ejaculations. It was becoming clearer than ever that Jason and I definitely have submissive traits and crave being subservient to Alan and Mark, who both seem to have dominant traits.

We got up before sunup on Saturday, and everyone was quiet at breakfast. The boys were staring at me when they thought I wasn’t looking, and Mark was probably thinking what a cock sucking wimp I am to service his father that way, and Jason might have even been a little ashamed of me. They didn’t know that Alan and I had seen them in action too.

We went back out onto the lake and fished until mid-morning, having caught quite a few fish. Then we came back to cook some of the fish for lunch, before going back to our tents to ostensibly take our naps. I was horny and hungry for more of Alan’s cum, and I fell asleep between his legs, with his soft, spent cock in my mouth, and his cum running down my chin.

When we were out on the lake that afternoon, and after having two beers each, Alan let the boys in on our suggestion for the sleeping arrangements for the night. He was handing the boys their third beer when he said, “You know boys, our families have been friends since before you two were born, but Ed and I don’t always get a chance to talk with one another’s sons that much. We thought it might be a good idea if Jason bunked with me tonight, and Mark could bunk with Ed. That will help us all get to know one another a little better and catch up on what you boys have been up to. What do you say?”

The boys looked at one another and were trying very hard not to smile. Then, almost in unison, they both said, “Sure why not, that might be fun.”

I got the feeling that Mark was thinking about fucking my face, and Jason might have been hoping that he would be able to suck Alan’s cock, but maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part. We continued fishing for the rest of the afternoon, although it was hard for me to concentrate.

We got back to camp about an hour before dark and had another delicious meal of the fish we caught and side dishes that we brought from home. Then we sat around the fire talking and drinking beer, until about 9:30 pm, when Alan and I said that it was time for bed. We supposedly wanted to get a good night’s sleep, so we could get up early on Sunday morning to go fishing again.

Mark and I said good night to Jason and Alan, and Mark came with me to my tent. Mark took off his t-shirt and shorts and sat on top of his sleeping bag wearing just his tight, white underwear. I also striped down to my underwear, and it was hard not to stare at his big cock and ball lumps. We made small talk for a few minutes, and I asked him what he had signed up for in the coming school year. I also tried to act like I was drunker than I really was.

Then I attempted to sexualize the conversation by saying, “You and Jason are a couple of good-looking guys, and I’m sure that you two must be having fun out on those dates with the girls. I can still remember my high school years after I got my car, and your dad and I had a great time with those little cunts. Jason won’t talk with me about that stuff, so if you don’t mind me asking, I’d like to know if you guys are having any success fucking those girls?”

Knowing how teens are usually reluctant to talk with adults about anything, much less their sex lives, I was surprised, except for the fact that we all had been drinking beer since that afternoon, when Mark answered. He responded, “Yeah, I guess we do okay, and some of those girls have really great bodies. But there are a lot of nights when we’re just teased and left with blue balls.”

I didn’t know if he was baiting me, and I didn’t really care. I said, “I know what you mean, Mark. That used to happen with your dad and me too, a lot more than we liked. But we soon found a way to get a little relief, and especially relief for your dad.”

Mark ears perked up and he started to openly rub his cock that was bulging out in his underwear, as he said, “Dad has never told me too much about the stuff you guys did back in high school, and I’d sure be interested in hearing some of it. Come on, Ed, I won’t let him know that you told me, and after all, I told you a little about the girls.”

I knew that was my chance to get things started and I said, “Okay, Mark, if you really want to know. This might sound a little fucked up and disgusting, so let me finish before you say anything. One night after our dates didn’t put out for us and we were sleeping over at your dad’s home, I was lying there watching him rubbing his cock, and I had an idea. Now, we both like pussy more than anything and aren’t gay, but I suggested that I could suck his cock, and maybe he could suck mine too. We talked about it for a few minutes and then we tried it. I have to admit that I liked doing it much more than he did, but anyway, that’s how we figured out to help each other out.”

Mark kept rubbing his cock as he said, “Holy fucking shit, Ed, I’d have never guessed that you two would do something like that. How often did you guys do that, and how long before you stopped?”

I gave him a sheepish smile and said, “Well, we usually did it after a bad night out with prick-teasing girls, and to be honest, I was the one most interested in doing the sucking. Alan just mostly wanted to be sucked. He didn’t even suck me every time that I did him. We kept doing it until a little after I married Susan and he married Barbara.”

Mark certainly knew that I was lying, and that Alan and I had started doing it again, since he saw me sucking Alan on the previous night. Instead of challenging me on it, he showed his confidence and dominance by pushing down his underwear and saying, “Well fuck, Ed, if you still have a taste for cock, and want to relive your teen cock sucking years, then you can come over here and take care of my cock for me. All of this talk has given me a hard on and I’d love to have you suck my cock, balls, and anything else you want before I unload in your mouth.”

We looked at each other for a moment, and then I moved over on my belly between his legs. His cock is thick, uncircumcised, and over eight inches long, a little bigger overall than Alan’s cock when he was Mark’s age. I took the precum-leaking foreskin into my mouth, and I was almost overwhelmed by what I was doing. I was being submissive to a sixteen-year-old boy, and I wanted to do anything and everything to please him. I started sucking him and going farther down on his big cock, and I just loved the smell of his sweaty, musky and aromatic teen crotch.

I was aggressively sucking his cock, taking it all the way into my throat, when he pushed me off him and said, “Move on down there and suck and clean my big, sweaty balls for awhile, so I don’t cum too quickly. Damn, but you are a good cock sucker. On second thought, just lay back and let me straddle your face.”

Mark placed one knee on each side of my hea and lowered his balls to my mouth. They had the strong, musky smell of sweat from the long hot day without washing in the lake, and that made it even more erotic for me. I sucked first one and then the other of his egg-sized, hairy balls into my mouth, and after thoroughly sucking his entire scrotum, I started sucking his thick, bulging perineum.

He liked me sucking him there, and he said, “Oh fuck yeah, Ed, that feels great. Just keep sucking and licking me like that and I’ll give you something else to munch on.”

He shifted his weight forward, which caused my face to be pressed between his muscular, sweaty ass, as he spread his ass cheeks and let them flop back around my face. I kept licking and sucking his ass crack, and when he felt my tongue graze his asshole, he sat down harder on me.

Then he revealed that he had seen me sucking his dad when he said, “Ah fuck, that feels so good. That’s it; tongue my asshole, just like you did for Dad. I don’t know what it is with you and Jason, but I’m sure happy that you both have a taste for cock, balls and ass.”

I continued sucking his ass, and alternating sucking his perineum and balls, for what seemed like fifteen minutes. Then Mark moved back and said, “Okay, Ed, it’s time for me to give your mouth a good fucking. Open wide and try to take it all. And maybe I’ll rub your little dick, so I can keep you interested, and you can get off too.”

Mark shoved his rock hard, cock into my mouth, as he pushed down my underwear and began stroking my dick. I loved having a teen boy on top of me controlling me that way and being used like a cunt. He fucked me that way for about five minutes, with his huge balls slapping against my head the whole time, until he finally tensed up and his cock began to throb and pulse as he flooded my mouth with his somewhat bitter cum, which was much more plentiful that I ever got from Alan. At the same time my dick erupted in his hand, and I felt my own cum splashing onto my stomach.

He was moaning as he said, “Oh shit yeah, swallow all of my cum for me. I love your mouth, man, so get it all.”

He stayed on top of me for several minutes, and I continued suckling and draining his cock. Then he pulled out and sat down beside me. I was a little embarrassed for letting myself be used by a teenager that way, but the lust that I felt was much stronger.

I looked at him and said, “Oh my, Mark, what a huge load of cum you fed me. I loved the feeling of you being on top of me that way and shooting squirt after squirt of your young cum into my mouth.”

Mark smiled and said, “Hey, man, no problem. The night’s young, and there’s plenty more where that came from. And if you liked me spraying my fuck juice into your mouth and then swallowing it, I just got an idea that there might be something else you’d like to try. I’ve got to piss like a racehorse after drinking those beers. You can come outside and hold my cock while I piss, and if the mood strikes you, I’d be happy to feed you some of my beer piss too.”

I had never even thought about taking someone’s piss into my mouth, but the idea of it was intriguing to me. I did like his forceful cum shots, and I decided that I would at least go out with him and hold his cock. We went out on the side of our tent away from Alan’s tent, and I held Mark’s thick, soft cock as he tried to piss. His flow finally started, and I liked feeling it in my hand and the jerking and vibration of his strong stream of piss.

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