Blake Hart
patreon
Backbacking with the Boys – Part 15
🕑 Added 2024-12-03 15:30:02 +0000 UTCEveryone in this story is 18+
The door to our hostel room slammed shut behind us, the four of us stumbling in, drunk on the night’s chaos and the Molly still buzzing through our veins. Clothes began to drop to the floor almost immediately, each of us driven by an unrelenting, primal need.
Brady was the first to strip, yanking off his shirt to reveal his muscular chest, faintly dusted with hair that caught the dim light of the room. He kicked off his jeans, standing there in just his boxers with a cocky grin before pulling them down in one swift motion. His cock sprang free, already hard and dripping. “Let’s fucking go!” he growled, his grin feral as he backed toward the bed. “Your turn, Danny boy,” he teased, his voice thick with lust.
Cameron and I didn’t need any encouragement. My shirt hit the floor in seconds, and Cameron’s hands tugged at my waistband as I stepped out of my jeans. Across the room, Asher lingered by the wall, his sharp eyes scanning us with a knowing smirk.
“You lot are insatiable,” he murmured, though the way he slipped his shirt from his shoulders and unzipped his tailored pants betrayed his own lust. When he finally peeled off his boxer briefs, his long cock sprang free, hard and slick at the tip, pre-cum already glistening.
For a moment, all four of us stood there, naked, the air between us heavy with desire. Brady broke the silence, stepping forward with that signature grin and wrapping his hand around my cock. “You’ve been hard since the club, haven’t you?” he muttered, his tone teasing.
“Yeah, I saw you guys boning too!” I laughed breathlessly, my pulse racing.
“Poor Danny, you didn’t even get to cum? Let’s take care of you,” Brady said, grinning wickedly as he shoved me back onto the bed.
Before I could respond, his mouth was on me, hot and eager as he swallowed my cock to the base. Asher and Cameron flanked him, their hands roaming over my thighs, my balls, my chest. All three of them took turns, their mouths wet and messy, moving from my dick to my balls, then to each other.
Brady’s mouth was hot and wet as he worked my cock, his tongue swirling around the tip before sliding down the shaft, taking me as deep as he could. I groaned, my hips arching off the bed as his hand gripped the base, stroking in rhythm with his lips.
Asher and Cameron weren’t far behind. Cameron leaned down, pressing his lips to Brady’s, their tongues tangling as they shared my precum, the slick mixture glistening on their chins. Brady pulled back with a smirk, letting Cameron take over, his movements hungry and deliberate as he swallowed me whole, moaning around my cock.
Asher’s hands slid up my thighs, firm and teasing. “You’re a lucky bastard, aren’t you?” he murmured, his British accent low and thick as he leaned in, licking a slow stripe along my balls. His tongue was hot and deliberate, sending jolts of pleasure up my spine as his hand joined Cameron’s, stroking me together.
Brady grinned wickedly from the side, leaning down to suck one of my balls into his mouth while his hand toyed with the other, his beard scratching lightly against my sensitive skin. Asher moved to kiss Cameron, their mouths slick and messy, the taste of me passing between them as they shared deep, filthy kisses.
The Molly buzzed in my veins, amplifying every touch, every taste, every sound. My breath hitched as all three of them worked me in perfect unison, their tongues, lips, and hands driving me to the edge.
“Fuck, you guys—” I gasped, gripping the sheets as my cock throbbed in their mouths, their wet, eager attention completely overwhelming.
“Not so fast, Danny boy,” Asher teased, pulling back just as I felt the tightess brew in my balls, begging for release. His hand slid up my chest, pinning me down as Brady and Cameron grinned at each other, both looking far too pleased with themselves. “We’re just getting started.”
Brady grinned as he climbed on top of me, his hands gripping my thighs tightly. “Alright, Danny boy, gotta try you as well,” he teased, his voice dripping with lust, before lowering himself onto my cock.
“Fuck, Brady,” I groaned, my fingers clutching at the sheets as his tight ass swallowed me inch by inch. The heat of him, the way he moved—grinding down before lifting himself slowly—drove me wild, every nerve in my body firing at once.
Meanwhile, Asher and Cameron took places on each side of Brady, their mouths taking turns on his cock. Cameron licked a slow stripe up the side, his tongue teasing the head, while Asher took him deep, his lips stretched tight around Brady’s meaty cock. Brady let out a moan, his body trembling as they alternated, their tongues and hands working together.
Cameron pulled back suddenly, his voice rough and commanding. “Spread your legs for me, Dan,” he growled, his hands firm on my thighs as he pushed them open.
I obeyed, my breath hitching as Cameron positioned himself between my legs, his cock slick with spit and pre-cum. He pressed against my entrance, the Molly dulling the edge of pain as he stretched me inch by inch, filling me completely.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” Cameron groaned, his grip on my hips tightening as he began to thrust, slow at first, then harder, building a steady rhythm. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing through me, the sensation intensifying as Brady rode me in tandem.
I bucked up into Brady’s ass, fucking him deeply as he moved above me, taking everything I gave him. His cock bounced between us, slick with pre-cum and saliva as Asher switched from stroking him to leaning forward, taking him in his mouth again. Asher’s cheeks hollowed as he sucked Brady hungrily, his hand pumping the base. Then Asher got up and positioned himself behind Cameron his lips found Cameron’s neck, sucking a bruise and jerking himself off as Cameron continued pounding me.
Brady moaned loudly, throwing his head back as he rode me faster, the room filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of our bodies moving together. I was completely overwhelmed—the way Brady’s ass clenched around my cock, Cameron’s relentless thrusts driving deeper into me, and Asher kissing Cameron’s neck.
It didn’t take long before the tightening of my stomach and balls threatened to spill over. “Fuck—I’m gonna—” I gasped, arching my back.
Brady suddenly slowed, pulling off me just in time. “I really don’t want cum in me,” he muttered, his voice breathless but teasing.
“This is rather nasty, really,” Asher said, his voice thick with amusement as he swooped in, his mouth replacing Brady’s. “But I’m too high to care, and I guess I owe you.”
Asher’s lips closed around my cock just as I exploded, hot spurts of my milky fluid filling his mouth. He swallowed eagerly, his sharp eyes locking with mine as he milked every last drop, his tongue sliding over the sensitive head before pulling back with a satisfied smirk.
Brady laid himself beside me on the bed, panting, his cock still glistening from saliva and pre cum. Cameron, however, wasn’t done. His grip on my hips tightened, and he thrust harder, each movement dragging against my sensitive body, keeping me gasping and trembling beneath him.
Cameron didn’t let up, his thrusts growing faster and deeper as his grip on my hips tightened. My body writhed beneath him, every snap of his hips sending my body into overload.
Asher, still hard and insatiable, moved behind Cameron. “Time to see how much you can take,” he said with a wicked grin, gripping Cameron’s hips. He lined himself up and pushed in without hesitation, his cock sinking into Cameron in one smooth motion.
“Fuck!” Cameron groaned, his rhythm faltering for a moment as Asher began to move. But he quickly regained his pace, fucking me harder as Asher fucked him from behind. The three of us moved together, a sinful rhythm of thrusts and moans echoing through the room.
Brady, sprawled out on the bed beside us, stroked his cock with long, lazy pulls as he watched. His chest rose and fell, his lips parted, pre-cum dripping from his cock onto his abs as he groaned. “You guys are fucking unreal,” he muttered, his hand speeding up as his eyes darted between us.
Asher gripped Cameron’s hips tightly, pulling him back to meet his thrusts, each movement forcing Cameron to drive deeper into me. The sensation was overwhelming—Cameron’s cock slamming into my prostate, Asher pounding into him with relentless force.
“Fuck—fuck—I’m gonna cum,” Cameron gasped, his voice hoarse and desperate. His hips snapped erratically as he buried himself deep inside me, his cock throbbing as he spilled hot inside me. His breath hitched, his body trembling as Asher continued to thrust into him, milking every last wave of his orgasm.
I clenched around Cameron instinctively, my own arousal spiking again as the Molly blurred the edges of exhaustion and euphoria. Brady’s loud groans filled the room as his hand worked furiously over his cock, his eyes glued to the three of us as we stayed locked in the rhythm of the moment.
Cameron’s thrusts slowed, his body trembling as he collapsed against my back. “Fuck—I’m too sensitive,” he panted, pulling out with a shaky breath. He rolled off me, his cock still glistening as he sat back, trying to catch his breath.
Asher didn’t miss a beat. He pulled out of Cameron and nodded toward Brady, who was still jerking himself off on the bed. “Go on,” Brady said, a teasing edge in his voice. “Put that mouth of yours to work.”
Cameron crawled over on all fours, his head dipping between Brady’s legs. Brady grinned wide, his hand falling away as Cameron took over, swallowing him down in one smooth motion.
“Fuck, Cammy,” Brady groaned, his hand threading through Cameron’s hair as his hips bucked gently into his mouth.
Meanwhile, Asher turned his attention to me. “Your turn again, Danny boy,” he murmured, his hands gripping my hips as he pushed me flat onto the bed.
I barely had time to catch my breath before Asher’s cock pressed against me, slick and demanding as he slid inside. The stretch was sharp and immediate as he buried himself to the hilt.
“Still so tight,” Asher growled, his fingers digging into my hips as he began to fuck me, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, then picking up speed. The slap of his hips against my ass filled the room, mixing with Brady’s deep groans and the wet sounds of Cameron sucking him off.
Asher leaned forward, his chest pressing against my back as he drove into me harder, each thrust sending sparks of pleasure racing up my spine. “You take me so fucking well,” he muttered, his breath hot against my ear.
I gripped the sheets, my body trembling beneath him as he pounded into me relentlessly, his cock hitting every spot that made me see stars. It didn’t take long before his movements became erratic, his hands tightening on my hips as he buried himself deep one final time.
“Fuck—Here it comes,” he groaned, his cock twitching as he spilled inside me, hot and thick. His body tensed against mine, a low growl escaping his lips as he emptied himself completely, mixing his load to that of Cameron’s.
Brady’s loud moans pulled my attention. He threw his head back, his cock buried deep in Cameron’s mouth as Cameron worked him faster, the wet, filthy sounds of their movements filling the room. Asher stayed inside me for a moment, his breath ragged, his hands sliding up my sides as he finally pulled out, leaving me quivering beneath him.
Brady grinned wickedly as Cameron pulled off his cock, leaving it slick and glistening. He ran a hand through his hair, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. His eyes locked on me, sprawled out on the bed, still trembling from Asher’s relentless fucking.
“Double sloppy seconds, huh?” Brady teased, his tone cocky and playful. “Guess I’m next.”
Without waiting for a reply, he grabbed my hips, flipping me onto all fours. His rough hands spread me open, his eyes lingering on the mess Asher and Cameron had left behind. “Fuck, Danny. You’re wrecked,” he muttered, almost to himself, as he lined himself up.
The blunt meaty head of his cock pressed against my entrance, sliding in with ease thanks to the slick mixture of cum already coating me. Brady groaned as he sank in slowly, the stretch making me gasp.
“Jesus, you’re still quite tight inside,” Brady muttered, his hands gripping my hips hard as he pushed deeper, filling me completely.
I buried my face in the sheets, moaning as his cock dragged against my inner walls, hitting spots that made me clench around him instinctively. The wet, filthy sounds of him fucking into my well-used hole filled the room as he set a steady, punishing rhythm.
“Fuck, this feels so good,” Brady growled, his voice thick with arousal. His hips snapped forward, his balls slapping against me as he fucked me harder, his grip bruising on my hips. “You were made for this, weren’t you?”
I couldn’t even respond, my body rocking forward with each thrust—the heat, the friction, the overwhelming sense of being completely taken. Brady’s cock hit deep, pushing me right back to the edge I thought I’d fallen over earlier.
Brady leaned over me, his breath hot on my neck as he panted, his thrusts growing faster and more erratic. “Damn, Danny. You’re fucking perfect,” he muttered, his tone raw and dripping with lust.
Asher and Cameron sprawled out on the other bed, their sweat-slicked bodies tangled together as they watched. Cameron’s arm was draped lazily over Asher’s chest, but their eyes were locked on us, their grins wide and wicked.
“Come on, Brady, show Danny what you’ve got!” Cameron teased, his voice still breathy, a wicked grin spread across his face.
“Don’t hold back, mate. Fill him up properly,” Asher added with a laugh, propping himself up on one elbow to watch more intently.
Brady jackhammered into me, his hips slamming against mine with relentless force. The pressure built in my core, the sensation so overwhelming I barely registered my own voice. “I’m gonna cum again!” I exclaimed, my body trembling.
Cameron moved quickly, getting up and positioning himself in front of me. His mouth found my cock just as the first wave hit me, the sudden wet heat sending me over the edge. My hips bucked involuntarily as I spilled into his mouth, the feeling leaving me breathless as Cameron swallowed eagerly, his hands steadying my shaking legs.
Behind me, Brady grunted, gripping my hips tighter as his thrusts turned erratic, sharp gasps escaping his lips. “Fuck—Danny, I’m—oh, shit!” he growled, driving himself deep one last time. His cock pulsed inside me, hot spurts flooding me as his grip on my hips turned almost bruising.
The warmth spread through me as Brady came, his groans echoing in the room. The sensation sent a final spasm through my body, and suddenly, I felt a rush of wetness spilling out of me—Cameron’s, Asher’s, and now Brady’s loads starting to spill out.
“Jesus Christ,” Cameron muttered, laughing as he sat up slightly to get a better view. “You’re fucking overflowing.”
Brady pulled out slowly, his cock slipping free with a wet sound that sent another gush of cum sliding down my thighs. I shivered at the sensation, my body spent and trembling as I collapsed forward onto the bed.
Brady’s breath was hot on my back as he leaned over me, his laugh weak but unmistakably cocky. “Well, that’s gonna be one fucked-up baby growing in you, Danny,” he said, his voice hoarse but dripping with amusement. “An ass mutant!”
Asher and Cameron burst into laughter, their voices blending with Brady’s as I buried my face in the sheets, caught somewhere between laughing and gasping for air.Then Brady flopped onto the bed beside me, utterly spent.
“Totally worth it though,” he muttered with a grin, his chest heaving as he sprawled out next to me.
I smiled, my body too spent to move but my mind already spinning with possibilities. Berlin might never recover, and neither would my sorely spent asshole.
Comments
Snoopy
This chapter was intense 🥵🥵. I definitely didn't expect Danny to be the main bottom.
Devin
I thought Cam might get fucked more being the gay one. Both Brady and Danny were the big bottoms of the night.
Jules
Danny is SO SO lucky - wow - I had figured they’d run a train on Cam so this was a pleasant surprise 😂
