Bush Bash
#3 of Smut
Fuck yeah, this was the life! Stubby in hand, surround by bush, roaring fire and nobody around to tell him that he should be wearing clothes! Outback life was the life. THE life. The only problem was that it could get awfully lonely out here with nobody else to help him with his...urges. It was rarely an issue; he could do what he wanted! If he felt the need, all he had to do was whip out his phone and start stroking. Clean up was rarely more difficult that "make sure to shoot your load over nature, not yourself and then just wipe your hand on a plant" easy-peasy. Actually, a wank would _really_do the trick right now! It'd been a long, boring day and he'd already caught his dinner, all that was left to do was wait for the sun to go down and then cook it.
He took another swig of his beer before throwing it onto the pile, reaching into his pack and fishing out his phone. "Alicia Cunningham sex tape" his favourite search for this particular activity. She was gorgeous, blond, had massive tits and was tight as a virgin. Fuck, she looked so hot with her boyfriend's dick in her mouth. A sizeable one, he had to admit, and far from unattractive at that! Not in the gay way, of course! He wasn't into that at all! He just loved pretending to be hot and ripped like that guy and being the one to fuck her! That was definitely it!
He got up the video he had already used far more frequently than he cared to admit and let his hand slide down to his - in his own opinion, and seemingly that of every girl with which he had ever been intimate - utterly unimpressive manhood. Beginning to massage it, he knew that it would only grow a tiny amount before it was rock hard and ready to burst; he was a shower, not a grower, he kept telling himself. The only thing remarkable about it was that it was cut, not something that was common in this area, but it did make it easier to imagine being Alicia's boyfriend in that regard; if only the length and girth matched too! But that was enough thinking about dicks! It was distracting him from the task at hand! He would never admit, though, that it wasn't impacting his ability to stay hard though; in fact, he seemed to be harder than he was when he usually jerked it to her tits.
Oh, fuck yes, get in there deep! Fill her with that amazing cock of yours, Tom! Fuck, I'm getting close already, but I haven't even got to the part where he -. Jared never finished the thought as it was interrupted by a yell. "Oi, fuckin' get some pants on and get the fuck off my land!" Shit, he'd been caught! He had known that this land belonged to someone, but he also knew that they almost never came back here, the trees were too dense for the owner's ute to get through easily. "Fuck, sorry mate! Never new this land belonged to anyone!" The lie fooled no-one, but Jared's first instinct was to hide his inadequate tool from view as fast as possible. "Bullshit, ya had to climb over the fence to get here! Now get, before I make you regret not!"
Pulling his pants up - he only owned one pair of jeans and one shirt, no underwear or anything more than the boots he never took off - Jared was looking for any escape route that wouldn't take him right past the owner in case he had a weapon. He was shocked, however, when the old roo spoke again. "I've had a thought, you shouldn't be trespassing, but how about we do a bit of a deal to make us even?" "What might that be?" "Wel, I'm lonely and could use some company, I've got a slab of beer in the back, why don't you stick around and we can keep each other company? Maybe keep me entertained for a bit and I'll let you stay here as long as you want." What could be the harm? After all, he was most definitely being threatened with a good time, why should he say no? "You've got yourself a deal, mate. I'm Jared." The dingo offered his hand to the roo, who shook it and replied "Sam."
The pair spent the next several hours getting to know each other over beers. How they found themselves in their current circumstances, their ages (25 and 43) and just generic chatting and reminiscing together over events familiar only to the teller of the story. It was nice; he was glad he had done this. "Been meaning to ask, but the way. What was it you were choking your snake to when I caught you?" Reddening a little, the dingo unlocked his phone and shared his material with his new friend. "Fuck, mate! That's hot! What a bod! And look how deep he gets in her!" "Yeah, it's one of my all-time favourites! I love to just stare at her boyfriend's body and use it as a motivator to work out!" "Motivator, huh?" A sly grin crossed the roo's face. "Y-yeah, something wrong with that?" "No, no! Nothing wrong, but I bet you'd get even more motivation from looking at my body." "I-what? No, mate, I'm not into that, sorry." "Ya say that, but your little wingman seems to disagree." "I'm not gay!" "Never said you were, mate! But, why don't we do a little experiment? If you're not gay, then it should be a snap for you!" "What did you have in mind? I'll pass any test of my manhood!"
"Gay chicken. If you're not gay, it should be no issue, right? Won't feel a thing, will get as far as you're comfortable and prove it to me. Right?" "What?? NO!" "Hmmmm, thought so, scared to be proved gay..." "Fuck you!" "Only if you make it far enough into the game, babe." The cheeky roo added with an infuriatingly flirtatious wink. "Fuckin' fine! But if you breathe a word of this to anyone , they will not find your body." "But of course. How shall we start?"
More than a little bit tipsy by this point, Jared could feel himself losing more and more control over the situation. His only option was to beat this guy at his own game, then he'd see that he wasn't gay! It started with a kiss, easy-peasy! Then, some touching, not quite so easy...He really didn't like the roo touching his arse, nor did he like feeling just how much better equipped Sam was than him when it came time for him to grope. That fucking roo had deliberately brushed against the dingo's groin so that he would be hard when he had to touch the guy's cock! And boy was it big! Significantly bigger than even Alicia's boyfriend's! He almost wondered what it looked like...
"Enjoying this more than you thought you would, I see. Eh, pup?" "Fuck off! You touched my cock so I'd be hard and you know it!" "That may be so, but if you truly weren't enjoying yourself, you wouldn't've stayed as hard as you are!" "Let's just get the rest of this over with!" Time to undress each other. Damn, Sam hadn't been lying when he'd said that he had a body that'd put the one in the video to shame! Just the right combination of muscle and chub, exactly the right amount of hair. Holy fuck, imagine how hot he'd be if he looked like that! Jared's length throbbed just thinking about it. And finally, time to show off the goods...Sam went first, pulling down Jared's jeans and revealing his small, cut tool, barely big enough to pleasure a girl. "Mmmm, it's not big, but it is definitely one of the nicer dicks I've seen!" The reaction caught him off-guard. No, not the reaction, but his reaction to Sam's comments. He wasn't ashamed or grossed out, he was actually slightly proud. Proud, and the tiniest bit turned on.
"Well, here goes nothing..." Jared was stalling for time; he knew he had to just pull the pants down and get it over with, he knew he did. He both really wanted to know just how much bigger this roo was than him and didn't. Once he did, it was official, he wasn't as manly as the guy who wanted to play gay chicken. He couldn't do it, but then, looking at the bulge aga, he had to. It would bother him for the rest of his life if he didn't, mocking him for being a forever-unknowable amount larger than his. His resolved tightened, he closed his eyes and pulled them down. He opened his eyes; he was face-to-face with the largest floppy member he had ever seen! It looked like a baby's arm!"
"Impressed?" "Wha-why would I care what you've got? You're just a stranger, a stranger who's forcing me to do, to do... this." "I am hurt, pup! I didn't force you into anything! Everything you've done so far has been entirely your choice!" "No, it fucking hasn't! You made me drink with you, you're making me play this game and now you're making me tell you that I want it inside me!" Shit. That last part wasn't supposed to come out; not like that, at least! "Pretend to, I mean!" "Well, pup, you can feel free to give up at any time..." "Fuck you, I'm gonna win this!" Without regards for whose turn it was, the dingo grasped the long, thick, uncut manhood and began to play with it, trying to make it hard. Sam reached down and did the same to the dingo. Well, not so much trying to make him hard, just teasing him, after all, the guy was already moments off blowing his load.
Once the pair of them were naked and hard, Jared asked "What do we do next? I've never made it this far into the game..." "Next is frotting." "What's that?" The roo pressed his body up against the dingo's, balls touching, his member around thrice as long as Jared's. He grabbed the two lengths in one large paw and began to stroke. Fuck, it felt amazing! He couldn't handle this! There was no way he could cum with his balls against another bloke's! "Can we stop for a second? I'm getting too close from all that rubbing earlier!" "Whatever you need, pup, when you're ready, we can move on to the next stage. That's when the fun begins!"
A few moments passed and, though his boner didn't start to go away, he was at least no longer on the edge of finishing all over another guy's cock and balls. "Okay, ready. What's next?" "Next, we suck each other's dick." "No, no fucking way!" "You're free to quit at any time, pup!" "No, I can't do that either...Fine!" He laid down on his sleeping bag and opened his mouth, waiting for the blissful feel of a warm muzzle around his length and the disgusting taste of one in his own. He felt himself throb as his tool slid as far into the roo's mouth as it could and braced himself. He felt the long, thick manhood slide into his mouth; it didn't taste as bad as he'd been expecting! What's more, it was kinda hot to feel the foreskin slightly retract as the length entered him. He set to work, bobbing and licking as he had seen girls do so often in the past in porn videos.
"Mmphh, you're good at that!" The words were barely understood around his cock, but Jared unintentionally throbbed at the compliment. He could feel the roo getting into it, thrusting his length into Jared's mouth, pausing at one point to reposition himself and, in doing so, allowing Jared's dick to flop wetly onto his stomach. No! He had to finish! He grabbed his cock and began to rub furiously. He began to moan, the huge cock now slamming into him, he was so close. Just a tiny bit more. It was so fucking hot that someone that was better than him in every physical way had been willing to suck his cock! Just. A. Bi- and, release! Just as he let his load fly all over himself, inadvertently hitting Sam in the face and chest with some of the more powerful squirts, Sam released his load into him. Not knowing what to do, Jared followed his first instinct and swallowed it. Rope after rope of hot, sticky cum running down his throat.
It was a blissful few seconds that felt like an eternity, he had never cummed so hard in his entire life. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuck," was all he could say. "Fuck, pup, you seem to have enjoyed yourself a heap!" "Fuuuuuck, yeahhhh..." "So much for not being gay, huh?" The afterglow was instantly gone. "What??" "Ya let me fuck your face and swallowed my entire load. Seems pretty fuckin' gay to me!" "I-you-you're wrong...I..." "If you admit it, I'l fill your other end for you." "I-I think I want that...I-I think I might be gay." "Good boy." The roo smiled sweetly at him, "Now, do you want that arse pounding now, or after you've had a bit to recharge?"