As we entered the center of our campsite, I realized that more so than sleep, I still craved their attention. Their unending attention. Daddy and Reginald’s towels were quickly dropped, and it seemed like everywhere there was a hard cock for me to tug on. Two white and one black one. The tree stump had been cleared off and a gray blanket had been placed on top of its already smooth surface. Lying on my back atop this blanket, with my skinny legs held up in the air, Reginald wasted tits no time before he started to penetrate me. Despite the pain, the gratification and horniness prevailed. The hungry dicks that wanted me. So much of me – and they could have it. My mind and body had gone numb. But through the daze I knew I was still getting fucked. How had I ended up outside? Oh yeah, I had needed to pee. Looking down, I could see my boyhood standing up at attention, pressed against my belly, and beneath it, a black manhood gliding teen back and forth into me. It was mesmerizing, and it looked sexy in a way. Though the pain was ever present, it was within limits - a scared little boy could not have endured it, but a brave young man, like I was about to be, could. Better yet, big the pleasure was ever on the rise. That I enjoyed both the feel and the look of witnessing how underneath my own little erect dick a much bigger one was exploring my straining ass, was that proof that I was gay? Tossing my head and not even caring to attempt to suppress my moans, I didn’t bother thinking about that any further there and then. To my left I had my father, and to my right stood Lee. Both looking down on me with erections of their own. In the corner off my eye, I noticed how Dad walked away only to return shortly after with his phone in his hand. “Aw, shit! Good idea!”, Lee said and soon had his own cellular device in one hand. “Yeah, well, too dark”, Dad said. “Then let there be light”, Lee answered and held up the lantern that had been moved from the tree stump. Too much had already transpired for me to be exceptionally bothered about being filmed while I was fucking a burly black man. What bothered me most was the prospect of looking stupid and inexperienced on camera, or if I was looking scared, nervous or frail. I did not want to be any of those things! Thankfully, these concerns of mine were eased from what was being spoken. Evidently it looked “hot” and “perfect”! Feeling public like a mix between a rock- and a porn-star, I did not mind it when proffered dicks from the bystanders to try and please oral as best I could with my hands, while Reginald continued going about his business between my tiny, spread apart legs. If they wanted to film all of this, then so be it. I was, apparently, wickedly good at these sorts of things anyways. “What is going—” Kavita came back a minute later as they all prepared to leave. The police find your body in some dumpster, raped and big gutted?” When they got to their rooms, Heather saw the door handle on her door. “Last night was a test and you passed with flying colors.” “You are a good-looking guy James, there is no denying that. breathing heavily. “Are you going to change now?” Alan asked teen me, disappointed in the conservative attire I had to wear to pass my mom’s scrutiny. Sunlight came in through the window, it must be late in the morning. She curled her fingers in her hair and pulled, thinking it would somehow compensate and distract her from the pain in her ass ring. Pinkie smiled as she leaned over to speak to tits the conservative businessman. You will not see me checking out guys at public the shopping mall, or oral anywhere else. I gasped as my pearly jizz fired from up between her tits and splattered across her dark face.