Martin knelt in front of the naked ranger. He took hold of the stiff shaft just above the balls. He could not get his fingers completely around it. He started working on it, sliding his hand up and down the silky tube of man-meat. He flicked his tongue over the cockhead, around the flared glands and into the puckering piss slit. Roger moaned slightly and rocked on the balls of his feet. Martin grabbed hold of Roger’s hips and took the knob of Roger’s cock into his mouth. He inched his way down the thick pole until his nose was buried in Roger’s hairy patch. He paused a moment, letting the muscles in his jaw and throat get use to the size of Roger’s cock then he pulled off almost to the tip before plunging to the root again. Roger moaned loudly and thrust his hips forward as Martin pulled off his cock again. Neither men noticed Slash leaving the tent and coming toward them. Martin realized something was up when he felt another pair of hands on top of his holding Roger’s bucking hips. Slash knelt behind the naked stranger, spread his ass cheeks and thrust his tongue into the puckering hole. The sensation of a tongue being thrust up his ass drove Roger wild. He pulled his cock out of Martin’s mouth and began pumping it hard with his beefy hands while Slash’s tongue drove further up his bung hole. The knob of Roger’s cock flared and pearly ropes of sticky cum erupted from the piss slit, sailing into Martin’s face. A salty gob struck Martin in the nose and dangled. Martin stuck out his tongue to catch it as more cum dribbled out of Roger’s piss slit and down over his fingers and shaft. Martin licked the cum off Roger’s fingers and took the sticky tube of man-meat in his mouth once more, not letting it free until it was clean. Slash replaced his tongue with two fingers, probing the puckering hole, while Martin stood, holding Roger’s spit-slickened cock with one hand and teasing a tit with the other. Slash made Roger bend over and Roger came “face-to-face” with Martin’s cock. He grabbed hold of Martin’s hips as Slash spread his ass cheeks and pointed his hardened cock at the puckering hole. Roger flicked his tongue over Martin’s cock. Martin was facing the tent as Todd came out. He gestured to Todd to come and join the fun. Todd eagerly accepted the invitation and wormed his way between Slash and Roger’s legs so that he was facing Roger’s luscious cock. In one swift movement, Todd swallowed half of Roger’s shaft and started working on swallowing the rest as he wacked off his own stiff meat. Roger was in heaven — a cock up his ass, one down his throat and his in a warm mouth. The four men sucked and fucked furiously. Sweat flowed down chests and backs and arms and legs. Slash and Martin had a long history of having sex with each other and each knew the other’s signs. It wasn’t long before their cum-filled balls began churning. Both men were close to cumming. Almost as one, the two stiffened and the first squirts of cum escaped their cocks at the same time. Roger was ecstatic! Having his mouth and ass filled with cum at the same time was more than he could handle, he lost control and shot his load onto Todd’s waiting face. Todd loved getting a face full of cum and shot his load against Roger and Slash’s legs and onto the ground. After a moment, Martin and Slash slid out of Roger and allowed Roger to straighten up. They helped Todd to his feet and the three buddies led Roger to the stream. After cleaning the cum and dirt off Roger, the three watched him dress.

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