Page 43 of Ours
Another hand on his head pulled Cory back toward Nic, who wasted no time inserting his hard and dripping cock back into Cory’s mouth. He set a brisk pace, quickly matching Derek’s. The slight increase in length tickled Cory’s gag reflex, but he fought that down as he happily took the throat pounding Nic was giving to him.
“Shit, I’m getting close boy.” Nic spoke through gritted teeth, his hips still rocking back and forth. “Just a few more minutes.”
“Hmm…” Derek said from behind Cory. “Did you guys hear something?”
“Haha, dude,” Nic snarked, eyes closed. “Shut up. I’m trying to cum.”
The sound of a twig snapping in the distance had Cory’s eyes open in an instant, though the only thing he could see from his current location was Nic’s furry stomach as it moved with the rest of his lower body, his cock pistoning in and out of Cory’s throat.What was that?
“Okay, I definitely heard something that time.” Derek sounded worried.
Frantically, Cory tried to move from his spot in front of Nic but found himself held in place as Nic continued to fuck his face undeterred. Cory could hear sounds of rustling behind him, but he couldn’t make out what it was. He hoped it wasn’t someone about to catch him with eight inches of dick lodged in his throat.
“Dude, come on. We gotta go.” That was Derek again, sounding hurried, the rustling noises seemingly coming from him. “Someone’s coming.”
“Yeah, dammit,me.” Nic’s hips began snapping erratically, only making it more difficult for Cory to push him away. “Fuck…”
Cory found his head held in place, pushed down onto Nic’s cock completely. His gag reflex fighting against the intruder in vain, he could feel it expand as it shot directly into his throat and down into his stomach. Nic continued trying to push more of his cock into Cory, his hairy groin mashed against Cory’s nose. He bit his lip to keep silent, his muscles straining as his orgasm passed.
As soon as Cory felt Nic’s arms relax, he pushed himself away, the wet cock still twitching in the air. Fighting to keephimself from coughing and ignoring the burn in his throat, Cory quickly turned around to see that Derek, still naked, had already gathered up most of their belongings. Hopping to his feet as best he could, Cory made to help, picking up their clothing and the blanket. Suddenly, they heard more noises in the distance, closer this time.
“—and then, like, he didn’t evenaskme if I wanted any of his fries. What kind of guy does that?” It sounded like a girl around their age, and she wasn’t alone.
“Shit,” Derek whispered. “That’s it. Let’s go now. That way.” Derek pointed in the direction opposite of the noises; once they made it over the hill, they’d be safe.
After making sure he didn’t forget any of their clothes but leaving some of their leftovers, Cory took off in a quick but quiet sprint, passing by Nic still leaning against a tree in his post-orgasmic afterglow. From behind him, Cory heard the familiarsmackof skin on skin as Derek knocked some sense into their friend. The two re-joined him on the other side of the hill, Nic rubbing his shoulder in annoyance. Cory wordlessly handed them both their shorts so the three of them could make it back to the cabin without causing a scene.
“Idiot, we almost got caught.” Derek was still whispering though his annoyance was clear.
“Whatever. We’refine,” Nic defended. “I knew what I was doing.”
Cory nearly balked at that but remembered their need to remain silent. Suddenly, the voice from earlier spoke again, this time louder.
“Eww, is that a half-eaten sandwich on the ground?”
The three boys fought to stifle their laughter as they made their way back to the cabin.
A few hours later—and after a much-needed nap—the boys were back at the cabin, once again grouped around the television together. They were watching some action movie, though Cory was only half paying attention and couldn’t remember the name. There were a lot of cars and explosions. He remembered the first fifteen minutes, but then there was a sex scene and the lead guy had areallynice ass and Cory wasreallyhor—
“Hey.” The feeling of a cold glass bottle pressed against his shoulder made him jump. It was Nic, holding a bottle of beer out for Cory. “Sorry about earlier. Didn’t mean to almost get caught out there like that.”
“Oh, uh.” Cory accepted the beer, the apology entirely unexpected. “Thanks, sir. I appreciate that.”
Nic smiled and tapped his own beer against Cory’s before moving back to his spot on the couch. The three boys watched a few minutes more of the movie in a comfortable silence before Derek stood to go to the bathroom. Upon his return, Cory noticed that had brought one of his bags with him.
“Alright, boy, you’ve been pretty well behaved since our little confrontation last week.”Oof!Cory didn’t need to be reminded. “C’mere, time to take off your cage.”
“Oh, thank god.” The words were out of Cory’s mouth before he had even thought them. Cory clapped his hand over his mouth as Nic guffawed from the couch.
“Just get over here before I change my mind, boy,” Derek said with a chuckle, fishing the keys from his bag.
Cory stood from his spot on the floor and walked to stand in front of Derek. He and Nic had on shorts, but Cory had remained naked since getting back from the lake. It felt kind of weird, standing in front of his best friend with his cock aimed out.Weirdhad become the new normal lately.
Derek took a hold of Cory’s caged dick to keep it steady as he inserted the small key into the lock. Nic simply watched from hisspot on the couch, as uninterested as ever in handling another man’s junk. He was pressed back into the corner of the couch like it might leap out and attack him. With aclick, Derek turned the key and removed the lock, opting to allow Cory to remove the rest of the cage himself.
“Thank you, sir,” Cory said, quite appreciatively.
He reached down and began to very carefully remove the plastic from around his cock and balls, happy to let his dick once more fly free. Derek took the cage from Cory and returned it to his bag. Before Cory had a chance to move back to his spot on the floor, Derek grabbed a hold of his wrist.
