The Get-A-Way

 

Our Camping Trip

I was out in the woods with a group of friends for a two-week camping trip. Everyone was having a good time, but my buddy Dylan looked a little stressed, which was unusual, since he was such an easy-going guy. I asked him if anything were wrong, and if I could help. He looked at me, and said no, it was something he needed to deal with on his own. I respected his privacy and told him that I was there for him, and if there was anything, I could do to help him out, I would be happy to do it. That caused Dylan to pause and look me up and down. I could see on his face, that he had come to some sort of Decision.

 “Maybe you can help me out, after all.  Let's go for a walk.”

Dylan took the lead, and we went out, deep into the woods. After about twenty minutes of walking and almost is complete silence, Dylan decided to open up to me about what was going on.

“Rebecca and I broke up three weeks ago.”

“I am sorry to hear that.” I said sincerely. He and Rebecca appeared to be the perfect couple. They were really into each other and seemed incredibly happy together.

“Yeah, it’s been hard. We were together for three years and she was great. She was the first girl that I met that liked sex as much as I do. Her appetite never seemed to wane; she was horny all the time, so we fucked a couple of times a day.”

“Really? That’s amazing. What happened?” I asked trying to get the big picture.

“We realized that while the sex was amazing, we didn’t really have 

we did not really have anything else in common. We were not moving forward; we were just using each other to feel good.”

“And you wanted more?”

“Yeah…. we both did. The breakup was mutual and there were no hard feelings. The problem is after years of fucking several times a day, it has been hard to go cold turkey. My cock is hard twenty-four hours a day. I am so horny I cannot think straight.”

“So that’s what’s going on, you’re horny?” I chuckled.

“It’s not funny, my balls hurt.”

“So, pound one out and that will solve the problem with your balls.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Sure, it is. Trust me, I jerk off all the time.”

“Believe me, I have tried. After years of pushing my cock into Rebecca’s tight, warm, and wet pussy; my big rough right hand doesn’t feel good, and I can’t get off.”

“You could try getting a Fleshlight and they feel like a real pussy when you are pounding your meat into it.

“Great idea, except we’re out here in the middle of nowhere for another ten days, and I don’t see a sex shop anywhere in sight.”

“Alright, so you will have to make-do for the rest of the trip, try something new and different, to help take your mind off your blue-balls and the complete lack of pussy nearby to dump a load into. It is not that long. You can do ten days, can’t you?”

“Like I said, I am so horny, I cannot think straight. I need to bust a nut, or I will go crazy. So, I am going to take your advice and “make-do” for the rest of the trip. I also like the idea of a Fleshlight to simulate a woman’s pussy.”

“Yeah, it is different from the real thing, but it sure beats a rough hand. When you get back to civilization, pick one up, watch some porn, and go to town.”

“Here’s the thing……. I cannot wait that long; I need to bust a nut now.”

“Alright, go ahead, I’ll give you some privacy.”

“Haven’t you been listening; my right hand is not going to cut it. I need a Fleshlight or a substitute pussy now.”

“Like you said, there are no sex shops nearby.”

“Yeah, it’s about time for me to start thinking outside of the box and you are going to help me out.”

“You want me to jerk you off? I am not really comfortable with the idea of stroking another dude.”

“No, I do not want you to jerk me off. Your hands are probably softer than mine, but it’s still not the same as plunging my cock into a warm, wet hole.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I am going to use your mouth and your ass as a substitute pussy. After you suck my cock, I am going to bend you over and fuck you, over and over, until my balls are fully drained.”

“There is no way am I letting you fuck me!”

“Sorry, you have no choice. I need this. Quite frankly, I am much bigger and stronger than you and we’re out in the middle of the woods where no one can hear you scream. And trust me, you are going to scream. Not to boast, but my uncut cock is massive, and it’s going to hurt going in……well it’s going to hurt you, it’s going to feel great to me. You are just what I need…. a set of warm, tight holes existing to service my cock.”

“I don’t want to be a hole for you or your cock!!!!”

“Yeah, well too bad.”

“Wait, I’m your friend…. please don’t do this to me.”

In response to my plea, Dylan opened his belt and undid his jeans. He was going commando, so his thick cock was immediately exposed. It popped out, already mostly hard. While I stood there stunned by the sight of his massive meat surrounded by a pile of bright red pubes. Dylan grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to my knees. He shoved his cock into my mouth with no warning. 

“I have enough friends. What I need right now is a warm, wet hole to pound my cock into. I don’t need you as a friend, I need you to be my substitute pussy.”

His cock is too much. He’s too big, too thick for my inexperienced throat. I pulled off him, coughing and gagging. When I stop coughing, he rams his cock back past my lips and back into my mouth. His dick is leaking pre-cum like crazy and I could taste it, salty and sweet. So much precum spills from his slit, I feel like I’m drowning. It filled my mouth and reflexively, I swallowed. The action of my throat muscles contracting caused Dylan to moan above me.

“Yeah, just like that. Swallow my cock and make me feel good. When you swallow, it’s like your throat muscles are stroking my cock.”

As he spoke, he started thrusting his hips, pushing himself deeper into my oral cavity. In and out, over, and over until he was literally skull fucking me. This was not a blowjob, and he had no need for me to suck his dick, he just needed me to cover my teeth and let him use my mouth to jerk himself off. A warm, wet hole, existing only for him to masturbate with. I was crying, spit and drool dripping down my chin. My breaths were gasps for air, each time his cock left my throat. He was gripping my head tightly while fucking my face harder than I thought possible. Suddenly he slammed it into me. With my nose buried in those ginger pubes, I felt him unload his balls directly into my stomach.

“Take it, hole. Take my load! That’s three weeks’ worth of built-up man-seed being dumped into your stomach.”

Once he was done, he pulled out, flipped me over, pushed me to the ground and grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart. With no warning or preparation, he punched his massive meat into me, lubed by whatever spit and cum was left on his cock from the forced blowjob. I screamed out in pain, just like he said I would. My ass was way to small and virgin to take a cock as big as his in one deep, hard stroke. It felt like he was ripping me in half.

I thought there would be some foreplay, at least he would try to open me up a little, make it easier, but it was quickly obvious that he did not care how this felt to me. He was doing exactly what I had suggested, by finding a substitute. The problem I had with that; was it was my formerly virgin ass that he was using. At that point, I was nothing more than a tool for him to use to make his cock feel good. As I thought about it, his indifference to my suffering made sense – when using a Fleshlite, it’s just an object to be used.

Dylan is an aggressive fucker. His cock is rearranging my insides, stretching me out and making my hole into his personal jerk off tool.

“Fucking take my cock. Yeah bitch, I am opening your cunt up and re-sizing it to fit my meat.” 

In and out. Over and over. With each inward thrust he manages to get a little more of his massive cock into me.

In and out. It feels like someone is pile driving a two by four into my guts. Then Dylan grabs my hips and pulls me fully into him. I feel those ginger pubes smashing against my butt cheeks and is now balls-deep inside of me. He lets it sit there for a minute, enjoying the feeling of being fully hilted.

“Now I want you to start clenching your ass muscles, make me feel good. Just like you were doing with your throat muscles. Yeah, just grip my cock with your hole. That’s better, but you need to milk it. You need to relax and take my cock when I punch into you, then grip down as tight as you can when I start to pull out. There you go, just like that. Now you’re getting it. You are a good little fuck toy, aren’t you?”

I realized that my friendship with Dylan was over. He no longer sees me as his friend, or even as another guy. I am nothing more than a cum dump to him. A thing to take his loads and wipe his cock off on when he is done jerking it. He pounded my ass for over an hour. The friction from his mostly dry cock, felt like sandpaper inside me. Occasionally he would add some spit to minimally lubricate my fuck chute. Eventually I was begging and pleading with him to cum in me. Then I felt his cock engorge a little more and push as deep as it could go. He unloaded his nuts into my ass, finally supplying some lubrication. He fucked me for another ten minutes to insure his cum was pushed deep inside.

“Ahhhh fuuuuk! That felt amazing. I made the right decision in turning you out. You are much more useful as a Fleshlite than you ever were as a friend.” 

I lay there on the ground looking up at Dylan. He looked down and grinned. 

“The rest of this trip will be great, now that we have a place to dump our loads.”

“What do you mean we? You can’t tell the guys!”

“Of course, I can and will tell the guys. What kind of friend would I be if I tried to keep this a secret and did not share your holes with them? Now that you are nothing more than a sex toy, the other guys might want to use you just like I did.”

“I was your friend too! You did not seem to have a problem treating me like a solution for your needs, regardless of what I wanted. You just forced me and dumped your cum inside of me.”

“How can you say I forced you when you came to me and offered to help me? The sole purpose of a sex toy is to get you off and therefore cannot be forced to take cock. Let’s not forget you are the one who suggested I find an alternate pussy source. When you opened your mouth and showed me what a perfect fuck toy you are. By massaging my thick cock with your throat muscles, your actions encouraged me to cream your tonsils. Then as I was plowing your asshole, you were begging me to shoot my load in you. You ceased to be my friend the second you swallowed my load and you ceased to be a man when you begged me to cum inside of you.”

“Please, just don’t tell the other guys.”

“It’s important that they know, so we don’t have to sneak off to drain my balls four or five times a day. It will be much easier if it’s out in the open and everyone gets to share your hole. Besides, my real friends, the ones that don’t take dick, are going to want to have a place to ‘dump their loads’ for the rest of our camping trip. Now that we have discovered your true purpose in life is taking cock and aiding men in getting off, it would be very selfish of me not to tell them and not give them the chance to use you too. I am sure they will cease to be your friend just like I did, but don’t worry, we’ll let you stay, because once they have dropped a load or two in you, they will see the advantage of having a personal fuck toy around to use.”

The idea of my friends finding out that I have Dylan’s cum loads in my stomach and in my ass was terrifying. I grew up with these guys, I have known them for years, and now they were going to be told that I am a cumdump and available for them to use.

Dylan tucked in his still semi swollen cock and zipped up his pants. He looked down at me with cold eyes, showing no compassion for the violent transformation he just put me through.

“C’mon, hole, let’s go.”

I jumped at his command and pulled on my underwear, pants, and shirt. He pulled out his knife and I backed away from the giant redhead that had his way with me.

“Relax, I am not going to cut you. Just bend over.”

Dylan spun me around and bent me over at the waist. He fingered my ass thru my pants. I felt him grab a fold of fabric and pull it towards him. He then used the knife to cut a hole in the ass of my pants and underwear. He ripped it a little and rammed a thick finger into my well fucked ass. 

“That’s better, now there’s nothing covering your hole. A fuck toy, like you, should be easy to use. Now when I get horny, I can just bend you over and ram my cock home.”

He stood up, unzipped, and punched his cock into me again, just to show me that he could.

“Oh, fuck yeah, I am going to be using this hole a lot from now on. The way you keep clenching your ass around my dick shows just how much you really love getting fucked. So, stop your whining, get used to it and enjoy.”

He was right, I was squeezing down on his fuck stick. The muscle memory from my recent railing, just kicked in. He had already trained me to make him feel good while inside me. Then he started stroking in and out again. He was jerking himself off using me as his cock sleeve. After about twenty minutes he shot his creamy load in me. 

“Looks like you will get your wish. I won’t have to tell the guys about your new role in our group. The cum dripping out of your crotchless jeans will tell them everything they need to know.”