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"It's okay, man. I'll survive. Lay one on me."
Making a big production out of it, Kip grabbed Lucas by the head and then fulfilled his
duty by giving Lucas a wet, messy kiss that involved far too much tongue for Lucas' taste and
would have caused him serious trauma had he not just had sex with Ben. As it was, he was
deeply relieved when Orinth hooted his approval and Kip released him with an apologetic look.
"That was sort of hot," Ben said as Kip crawled back to his seat. "Though slightly too wet
for my tastes."
"Tell me about it." Lucas wiped his mouth with the back of his hand but he grinned to
show Kip he was only teasing.
"Nice to see you didn't dive for the surface," Adam commented.
Lucas nodded at him, acknowledging his acceptance of being kissed by a man in front of
the others. "It gets easier with practice."
Adam's teeth flashed. "That's good to hear."
"Kip's turn!" Orinth declared as Lucas quickly looked away from Adam.
Kip peered around at them, eyes narrowed. He grinned when his eyes landed on Ben. "No
use hiding behind my roomie, bro. You're next. Truth or dare?"
"What the hell. Dare." Ben rose on to his knees and dusted off his hands. "What do I have
to do?"
Grinning almost maniacally, Kip said, "I dare you to rim Hewie until that joint falls out
of his mouth."
Lucas blanched while the other guys burst into laughter and encouraging whistles. Beside
him Ben was blushing and avoiding Lucas' eyes.
"Kip, you're killing me," Ben groaned.
"You can always take option number two and be our maid for the next week," Tyler said
gleefully.
Lucas had expected that Tyler would love Ben's humiliation but he was surprised by how
eager Hewie looked by the proposed dare. The pothead's eyes were as wide as they could be
considering his stoned condition. Also a lump was growing in Hewie's shorts.
Ben leaned against Lucas and muttered into his ear, "Respect me in the morning." He
then crawled around the fire to Hewie. "Alright, dude, on hands and knees. You know what's
coming."
"Right on," Hewie breathed, his joint bobbing in his mouth.
Lucas watched with a mixture of horror and curiosity. He'd rimmed Lisa once in the
shower but she'd gotten nothing out of it and he'd only done it because he'd read about it on the
internet. This, however, was different. Doing it to a guy out in public like this felt dirty, primal,
and somehow ten times more sexual. Lucas was amazed that Ben had the balls to do it in front of
everyone.
Neither he nor Hewie hesitated. Hewie yanked his shorts down to pool around his knees,
revealing a startling long cock. He obediently bent over onto all fours, his ever-present joint
hanging from the corner of his mouth. Behind him Ben licked his lips and then lowered his face
to Hewie's spread buttocks.
Lucas clutched the sand when Hewie let out a startled bleat and closed his eyes. He was
facing the fire which Lucas never would have done. Everyone could see the effect that Ben was
having on him.
From his position Lucas watched Hewie's cock grow longer and firmer and become shiny
at the tip as it beaded with precum. The skinny man arched his back and thrust his hips back. Ben
gripped him by the hips, fingers digging into his skin, while his head moved up and down and
back and forth. Lucas could only imagine how those movements translated against Hewie's hole,
how it felt to have Ben's tongue licking such a private place.
"Damn," he breathed.
He could see he wasn't the only one who was turned-on by the show the two men were
putting on. Kip had shoved his hand down the front of his shorts. Orinth chose the over-the-
fabric option and was rubbing himself through his shorts. Though he didn't want to, Lucas
couldn't help slanting his eyes to the side to where Tyler and Adam sat.
Adam was still slightly behind Tyler, his left arm slung over the blond's shoulders, but his
right hand had curled around Tyler's waist and was in his lap. Lucas watched from the corner of
his eye as Adam stroked Tyler through his shorts. The blond gently writhed, one hand guiding
Adam's on him, the other braced on the sand.
Lucas didn't realize he'd turned his head to better see them until Adam chose to return the
interest. Their eyes met. Lucas flushed. But his eyes dropped to Tyler's lap and what Adam's
hand was doing there and Lucas suddenly felt very much alone and jealous.
Upset at himself for the thought he quickly turned back to Hewie and Ben just in time to
see Hewie's joint slip from his mouth to the sand.
"Score!" Kip yelled out. "Good job, bro!"
"Please don't stop," Hewie whimpered, turning his head to look back over his shoulder.
"I won't," Ben gasped. The raw lust in his voice shook Lucas to his core. Ben dove into
Hewie's ass again, making loud slurping sounds that made Lucas wish he were alone somewhere
so he could furiously jerk off.
Apparently sharing the sentiment, or at least the urge, Hewie reached beneath himself and
grabbed his cock. His wrist flew back and forth a few moments, the head of his cock
disappearing and peeking through his closed fist like a pop-up puppet. Then he groaned. His cum
spattered across the sand. Lucas envied him to the point of pain. He was hard and his ears still
rang with the sounds both men had been making.
He watched, rapt, as Ben rose from behind Hewie and wiped the back of his hand across
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