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Day 1,  Pt 5


They paddled downstream about an hour and Colin called from the back of the canoe “take a left after the next sandbar.”  They turned after the end of the sand bar, then across the river and then back upstream on the other side.  Chris saw two canoes beached on an inlet and two guys were bent over one canoe.  Chris looked closer and one was Steve’s son Andy and the other was his co-worker Eric.   Andy was a few inches shorter than Chris and was thin with medium length wavy light brown hair.  As they got closer, Chris noticed his pale body was smooth with no hair on it that he could see and he had a nice firm butt.  A decent sized cock hung between his legs.   

Eric was a contrast to Andy.  He had darker skin from his Filipino heritage and was nearing six foot tall.  His pecs were covered in a trimmed layer of fur that lead down to his plump seven inches of cock.  He was nicely muscled from working in the warehouse lifting boxes all day.  His friend Billy was a redneck and looked the part.  He was tall and lanky with a mop of blond hair and several bad tattoos scattered over his arms.  The baggy shorts hid his best asset - nine inches of thin, veiny cock.  “You see those guys?  Take your position.  I’ll take care of the canoe” Colin told Chris.  

Chris got out of the canoe and walked through the shallow water over to Steve and Andy’s canoe.  He pulled off his shorts and grabbed the gunnel, bending over and then looking down the canoe at Andy and Eric.  Andy looked at him and winked as his dad walked up behind him and kneeled.   Chris was aroused watching Steve start to eat out his son's ass but then his cock filled the cage and the pain started again.  He bent over a bit further and saw Billy spit on Eric’s ass a few times and then plunged his cock deep inside. From the ease that Eric took Billy's long cock he figured that Eric had taken it dozens of times before. 

Colin walked up behind Chris and said “You’re gonna pay for earlier.”  Chris prepared for another bad fuck and relaxed his hole.  Colin spit on his butt, most of the saliva missing Chris’s pucker and then rubbed some spit on his cock.  He pushed into Chris’s waiting hole and soon was all the way in.  “This is much better than last time.  Maybe he was trying to show off, since he had an audience” Chris thought.

Chris started to enjoy Colin plowing his bare cock into his hole, churning up the cum from their last fuck.  He looked over and watched Steve drill his son’s ass and Andy beg “Fuck me harder”  and “Breed my ass, dad.”  Further down he could hear grunting and groaning from Billy and Eric, but couldn’t see them fuck, which he really wanted to. “Next time, get on the other side of the boat, stupid” Chris said to himself.

Colin slowed his pace way down and then start to just thrust in hard and slowly pull back.  Each thrust pushed the canoe away a few inches as Chris tried to steady himself.  Next to them he heard Steve yell out  “Fuuuck!  Take daddy’s hot load Andy.”  Further down, all he heard was Billy and Eric grunting louder than before.   Colin slammed in one last time and Chris could feel his cock swell and then start to pulse.  He felt the warmth of Colin’s load fill him up and thought “maybe Colin’s not such a bad fuck, after all.”  Colin pulled his cock out, stood and started to walk back to the canoe telling Chris “You’re fucked now, faggot.”

Chris put his shorts back on and walked over to the canoe.   As he got there Colin said “Turn around, faggot.  I need to mark your back.”  As Chris stood there waiting for Colin to mark him, he felt the cum drip down his leg.  It was a feeling that he hadn’t felt in a long time and it really excited him until he felt the cage dig into his expanding cock. 

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Day 1,  Pt 6

The three canoes meandered down the river.  There didn’t seem to be any urgency to get somewhere and Chris realized why they were taking four days to do what the sign at the canoe rental place said was a two day run.  After an hour, they passed another sandbar and there was a canoe beached on the shore.  Chris looked around and saw PJ’s head poking above the weeds.  He steered the canoe to the side to get a better look and soon saw Danny bent over, taking PJ’s cock in his thick ass.  Chris heard PJ yell out “I’m breeding that ____ ass.”  He couldn’t hear the one word since a bird let out a loud squawk, but wondered what it was - Hot? Hungry? Tight?

With the show over, Chris and Colin paddled down the river until they came across Ken and Les on another sandbar.  Chris liked watching the older guys fuck with the energy of much younger guys.  Les was pounding his partner and it seemed that Ken was fucking back too.  Once again there was a noise that obscured some of what Les said, this time it was a splash from Colin’s paddle.   Chris thought it sounded like  “Take that fuckin hot seed” but thought there might be another syllable.

Another hour down the river, the beer had taken its toll and needed an escape.  Colin steered over toward the shallow part of the river and beached the canoe on the sand.   “You drink piss, faggot?”  Colin asked.   “Nah, never tried it” Chris replied.  “Now’s the time, then.  On your knees in the river and hold on to the canoe or you’re swimming after it.”  Chris climbed out of the canoe and kneeled down in the shallow water.  Holding on to the canoe with one hand, he watched Colin approach and pull down the front of his shorts.  Chris opened his mouth and looked up at Colin who had a devilish grin on his face.   Chris had see it done in porn and had wondered what it was like.  Now was his chance.

Colin started to pee and as the stream got stronger he aimed it at Chris’ head.  Some hit his mouth and some covered his face.  Chris tried to swallow what he could get in his mouth but realized he really preferred to feel it cascade over his body.  He dropped his head and felt the piss soak his hair and then dribble down his body into the river.  Again, his cock started to stiffen and fill the cage.  He gritted his teeth and willed his cock to soften.  When the stream ended, Chris heard clapping and looked up to see Ken and Les clapping their approval.  “Good job, boys” they said and then headed downriver.
 

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Day 1,  Part 7


Chris and Colin continued down the river and came across the other four canoes on the shore of a large sandbar.  They beached their canoe and hauled it up on the sandbar next to the others.  The two unpacked their gear, setting up their tent at the end of the semi-circle of tents.  Ken walked up and put his arm around Chris. “Newbies stay naked at night.  It gives the rest of the guys something to look forward to” Ken said.  Chris didn’t have a problem with that, he liked to be naked whenever he could.   He pulled off his swim shorts and tossed them inside the tent.

Danny and PJ took care of the cooking duties and Eric and Billy cleaned up.  With everyone done with chores, they sat around the fire passing the whiskey bottle around and sharing some pot.  “Colin, why don’t you fuck the newbie next to the fire so we can watch” Steve said.   Chris rolled his eyes, wondering which Colin was going to fuck him - the bad fuck trying to show off or the good fuck.  The alcohol and weed had relaxed Colin enough that he spent all his time concentrating on the sex instead of everyone watching them.

Chris liked this fuck the best of the three he’d had so far.  He was fucking himself back on Colin’s dick.  Chris heard comments from the other guys.  It sounded like they were cheering them on, but a few comments he didn’t understand.   “Breed the newbie!” made lots of sense but “Give him another dose” seemed odd.  “Fill his cunt up” he liked but “knock the bitch up” was too harsh, he thought.   “Plant that seed deep” was also an expected comment, but “Mark his guts with your DNA forever” just seemed strange.

Colin pounded harder and pushed Chris’s face into the sand.  After a few fast strokes, Colin pushed his cock in deep and started to shoot.   Chris squeezed his hole around Colin’s shaft, milking all the cum out that he could.  “You’re mine, now” Colin said as he slapped Chris’ ass.  Colin pulled out the marker from his shorts and added a third mark to Chris’ shoulder.  Colin went back to his chair and plopped down, while Chris just stayed on all fours for everyone to see.  He was embracing his role as the trip cumdump and was looking forward to the next few days when he could get all of the other guys to fuck him.   

Guys were pairing off and disappearing and Chris could hear grunts and groans nearby.  He finally sat down on the sand and drank a beer that PJ had brought to him.  He looked over and Colin was sound asleep in his chair.  PJ and Danny were talking quietly to each other and Chris knew they were planning something.  PJ got up and walked over to Chris.   “If I can’t fuck you today and your keeper is passed out, the least you can do is suck me off” PJ said.  Chris thought the way he said it sounded fake, but sucking a hot guy’s cock was better than just sitting there.

Chris got up and followed PJ a little ways away next to the water.  PJ stopped and turned around and Chris kneeled down in front  of him.  He fished PJ’s cock out and started to suck.  It was already half hard and in no time at all, it was fully stiff.  After a few minutes of sucking, PJ put his hands on each side of Chris’ face and stopped him.  He leaned over and said in a whisper “Be very quiet.  If I get caught, I’m going to pay big time. Now, turn around and bend over.” 
 

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Day 1,  Pt 8


Chris did as he was told and felt two fingers probing his hole.   The last load from Colin was still in there but the other two had been absorbed hours earlier.  PJ rubbed the tip of his fat seven incher over Chris’ hole and then pushed in.   Chris took a deep breath as the shaft stretched his hole open.    PJ’s cock was an inch longer and fifty percent thicker than Colin’s and that had been the only cock in him for at least a month.  Once Chris got used to the thickness, he really liked how PJ fucked.  He had a confidence in his strokes and would speed up and slow down based on how close he got to shooting.  

After a good twenty minutes, a whistle came from the campfire area and PJ started hammering Chris’ ass.  Less than thirty seconds later he shoved in and pumped a huge load into Chris’ guts.   He pulled out and said “suck me, quick.”  Chris quickly turned around and took the cum covered cock into his mouth.  PJ started to face fuck Chris just as Ken walked up.   “Whatcha doing back here?” Ken asked.   “Just getting some head.  We didn’t want to wake up Colin and I like gagging the motherfucker” PJ replied.  On cue, Chris went down all the way and faked gagging.

“OK.  Just remember the rules.  Tomorrow you can fuck his brains out, not tonight” Ken said as he walked back to the campfire.  Once Ken was far enough away, PJ let go of Chris’ head and smiled down at him.  “Thanks for covering for me, bud.  And the fuck too” PJ said quietly.   He pulled Chris to his feet and hugged him from behind, whispering in Chris’ ear “It might be premature, but welcome to the club.”

The group slowly came back to sit around the fire.  They drank some more and then started to drift off to their tents.  Eric walked up to Colin and gave him a stiff nudge.  “You gonna take care of your newbie or do you want to sleep and let us to do it for you?” Eric said.   “Fuck no” Colin said wearily.  He called Chris over and the two disappeared inside their tent.  Colin rolled Chris on to his stomach and straddled him.  He stroked his cock for a few minutes trying to get it hard enough to fuck.   

He finally stuffed it into Chris’ hole muttering “Damn, I gave you a huge load last time.”   Chris thought “This is almost as bad as the first fuck” as Colin plowed into his sloppy hole.  After a few more minutes, Colin shoved in and groaned.  Chris wasn’t sure if Colin actually came or just faked it for everyone else.  He got the marker out of his shorts and added another tick to Chris’ shoulder and then rolled over on to his sleeping bag.

Marks on Chris's back: ////
 

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Day 2, Part 1


Chris woke to Colin trying to shove his cock into Chris’ ass.  They were both on their sides and Colin was more successful fucking Chris than the night before.  Chris’ hole still had some cum in it from the three fucks last night and with Colin sober and rested his cock was properly rigid.  He drilled in and out until he could feel the cum rising.  Colin gave four strong thrusts and then Chris could feel the load fill him up.   The two got out of the tent and went out to huddle next to the campfire in the cool, damp morning air.  

Slowly everyone came out of their tents and were standing around the fire.  With the sun rising higher in the sky, the temperature rose and by the time they finished breakfast, the guys were back to just wearing shorts.   Once everything was cleaned up again, Ken walked up to Chris and turned him around.   

"Colin!  Get over here!" Ken barked out.  Colin came scrambling over, looking nervous.   "Four fucking marks?  That's it?  He should have at least six and probably eight by now.  What the fuck have you been doing?" Ken said loudly, clearly agitated with Colin's lack of performance.

"I... Uh... I forgot to put the last one on there this morning...  and maybe I forgot one yesterday" Colin replied, sweat dripping off his face.

"Is that true, newbie?" Ken asked Chris, subtly shaking his head 'no'.

"I was pretty drunk most of yesterday.  I don't remember more than four" Chris replied with a slight grin.

"Well, shit. I guess we're gonna have to do your work for you, Colin" Ken said, the disgust was clear in his voice.  He called everyone in and said "Guys, Chris is not getting enough loads.  We're all going to have to give him at least two today to make up for Colin's laziness.  Put both of them over the canoe and fuck em.  Newbie  gets the cum, though."

Chris and Colin were led over to the canoes, Chris going willingly and Colin being pushed.  Chris sunk to his knees and laid over the upside-down canoe, preparing himself for a quick gangbang next to his "mentor".   Billy pushed Colin to his knees and then bent him over next to Chris.   Les tied Chris's hands together, looped the rope around the yoke and then tied the other end around Colin's wrists.

Steve lined up behind Chris and his son Andy was behind Colin.   "I've  been waiting for this all week" Steve said to Chris before plunging into his cum filled hole.  "Damn, dry as a bone" Steve called out before chuckling quietly.

"Fuck.  Open up, Colin.  Have you been getting fucked at all since last year's trip? You're as tight as when I popped your cherry last year" Andy said loudly.

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Day 2, Part 2


The two fucked quickly, knowing they had to get eight guys to fuck the pair and get on the river soon.  Steve grunted and slammed into Chris, pumping him full of his saved up cum.  Chris cried out "Yeah!  Breed me good!"   Steve pulled out with Andy moving over and shoving into Chris's dripping hole.  Eric thrust his cock into Colin while Andy hammered Chris for a few seconds before shooting his load into Chris.

Eric pulled out of Colin, slapping his ass before he replaced Andy in Chris's hole. Eric pumped his dick into Chris and Billy slammed into Colin, making him scream out.   After dropping his load in, Billy took Eric's place and fucked Chris. "Gawd that hole feels good" Billy said as he drilled Chris's cum filled hole.   Billy finished off inside Chris as Colin stood there empty and quivering.   With Billy out of the way, Danny and PJ kneeled down and pushed their cocks into Chris and Colin at the same time.

They got different experiences.  Chris's hole was flooded with cum and Colin just had a little bit of spit and precum in him.   Chris was moaning and loving being a total slut for a change while Colin scowled and cursed.   Chris thought it was odd that none of the guys was very vocal during their fucks since they yelled out a lot watching Colin fuck him the night before.   Danny flooded Chris with another load, pulling out and letting PJ dump his load in next.

"Saved the hottest for last" Ken said before giving out a hearty laugh.  Chris tried to figure out what he meant as yet another cock plowed into his gaping, sloppy hole.  Chris didn't think he was hot in the classic sense but everyone has different attractions.   Was he being self deprecating? Boastful? Cocky?  He would find out exactly what Ken meant a few days later.   Ken thrust into Chris with hard strokes before slowly pulling out and thrusting again.  He was churning up all of the loads still inside Chris.   Les was pounding Colin mercilessly who was just whimpering, unable to stop the onslaught.

Ken growled loudly, scaring a flock of birds resting on the beach nearby, as he dumped his seed into Chris's gut.  Les pushed his partner out of the way since he was right on the edge of cumming.  Two firm thrusts and Les's balls were pumping his DNA into Chris's hole.  Ken looked at Steve and said "You still got Colin" and Steve replied "Nah, I'm good."   Ken chuckled while he untied the two bottoms and slowly Chris stood up.  Ken walked up behind him and added eight hash marks to his back.   "Thanks, I'm lookin' forward to tagging that ass again" Ken whispered into Chris's ear.

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