4-wheeling would be difficult now because they would just get stuck in the mud, and it was a bitch to get one pulled out. It’s pretty quit for a bit, until finally I just blurt it out. Alex grabs his junk, and replies “Oh fuck ya” and heads for the tent. I’m laughing so hard now I got tears flowing from my eyes, and snot pouring from my nose. With no time to recover, Dustin delivers his thick meaty cock into Johnny’s ass. “You guys are sick”. It only took a minute or so to get him fully boned up, now at it’s full 9” of vein poppin meatyness. About this time, Andre starts grunting himself, and grabbing Johnny by his waist, delivers about three body slams into Johnny’s ass. I mutter “I thought he was like super str8”. Hyperflexing my neck, looking up at the roof of the tent, I count—one, two—three–four–five—ultimately nine shots of my thick jock juice go flying into Johnny’s ass.
