canoe trip 5 M vs M

[roughedges]

I would like to clear up a few misconceptions. MikeJV did not, at any time, ban this chapter. He only asked if it was needed to tell the story. Being a Canadian I'm saddled with the twin curses of politness and compromise. It was my suggestion to offer the story to individuals who reguest it.

Now on with the story. Warning!!!! This story contains graphic details of a husband vs husband sexfight.

Jenny and Cheryl are breathing hard and they both need to rest. "Pete hand me that bottle,? Jenny demands. I rock up on my knees and stretch out to offer the bottle of Canadian Club. Jenny eyes go wide. "My, my" she says, this does excite you", as she stares at my erect cock. Cheryl challenges "get up on your knees Andrew and show us what you've got." Andrew looks embarrassed. Jenny says don't worry honey your cock is bigger and stiffer then this Canadian wimp's. Reluctantly Andrew rocks up on his knees. I hear Cheryl gasp. Andrew and I are both on our knees hands on our hips with our erections pointing across the tent at each other. Thunder crashes and the tent flashes white. It?s a surreal experience. "I told you Andrew was bigger," taunts Jenny. "Bullshit" responds Cheryl. I stare at Andrew's cock. It is erect and almost pointing straight up. It is veined and has an enormous head. I also notice that he is leaking a bit of pre-cum that glistens in the lamplight. I look down at my own organ. I think we're pretty evenly matched and am about to say it's a draw when Jenny reaches out and attempts to encircle Andrew's head with her thumb and forefinger. I hear Andrew groan and notice that his hairy thighs twitch. Jenny then turns to me and attempts to encircle the head of my of penis. I moan "yes". Cheryl asks "what do youthink you're doing bitch"? Jenny responds just measuring. We don't have a tape measure. Jenny voices her judgment "I'm sure Andrew's head is bigger". Cheryl fumes "we'll see about that" and reaches out and encircles Andrew's head. Andrew closes his eyes and shivers. Cheryl crawls over to me and gives me a couples of slow sensuous strokes to get me as hard as possible. Jenny complains ?hey that?s not fair?. After Cheryl measures me
she says "sorry honey, I think he is a bit bigger in the girth than you. I'm surprised at my disappointment. I glare at Andrew and thrust my hips forward and challenge "I'm sure I'm longer than he is". "Now how can we solve this competition" wonders Cheryl. Jenny gets a twinkle in her eye and says "I know ? boys move towards each other on your knees?. I'm reluctant to move but Cheryl places a hand on my bare ass and gently pushes me. I feel like I'm in a trace moving toward this other naked male. We stop in the middle of the tent with a few inches separating the heads of our throbbing cocks. Cheryl reaches around and grabs my cock. Jenny does the same. They gently move us forward. I feel Andrew's cock slide down my shaft. I bite my lips. I don't want to give any indication that I enjoy the touch. But between my wife's hand and the touch of Andrew's penis I'm extremely turned on. I feel deeply ashamed. I briefly open my eyes and look at Andrew. He has his eyes closed and is breathing roughly through his nose. Cheryl begins to slowly stroke me as she slides my member along Andrew's shaft. I look down both Jenny and Cheryl are slowly masturbating us as they push us together with greater force. I can't help my self I grunt. The breath whistles between Andrew's teeth. The women take this as a signal and pull us back and force our bulbous heads together and begin to stroke us. Both Andrew and I are breathing hard. Occasionally a moan or a grunt escapes. Our wives whisper encourage "you can beat him". "That's it darling, you're the better man". They separate our heads and continue the task of measurement. I'm relieved when my cock touches Andrew's body before his touches my body. Cheryl holds my cock at the base and celebrates with "take that bitch" and slaps my cock down hard on Andrew's cock. Jenny slaps back. Both women are now fighting using our dinks as weapons against us. And it hurts. I reach down to stop it and somehow my hand wraps around Andrew's cock. The room freezes. "Get him" Jenny whispers and I feel Andrew's hand wrap around my cock. "You got him now" Cheryl whispers. "Make him beg" Jenny whispers. Andrew and I are frozen there, each hoping the other will back down. The storm continues to crash around us.

The four of us sit there frozen. I lightly hold
Andrew's erect penis in my hand, not sure what to do. Wondering how the hell did this happen? Andrew holds my penis. We were both looking down at the disturbing sight of a very masculine hand touching our most private areas. Cheryl whispers in a voice that was full of lust, "wow, what a turn on" Jenny agrees and whispers "I never knew this would excite me so". Our wives are whispering as if speaking in a normal voice will break the spell. Jenny leans over and whispers in Andrew's ear "beat him for me, honey, prove to him and his bitch that you're the better man". Not to be outdone Cheryl answers, "you can take his wimpy cock" and she reaches down and places her hand over mine and squeezes my fingers so they clamp down tighter on Andrew's cock. Andrew moans. Jenny reaches down and clamps her hand on Andrew's "don't let him get away with that darling" I feel Andrew's hand tighten and feel a bolt of pleasure shoot up my shaft right through to my asshole. My head shoots up and I look into Andrew's eyes. He has the look of a man capable of doing anything. "Fight like you want us to fight" Cheryl pants with a dry cracking voice. "Peter", she grabs my free hand, and places it on Andrew's head, "pull his hair Peter". Jenny places Andrew's free hand in my hair. "Now boys, no punching,or kicking or biting----just hair pulling and cock mauling the first to say stop loses" "Now fight! Jenny shouts. I feel Andrew's hand give me a little squeeze. I shutter and squeeze back. We both moan lightly. I squeeze harder and suddenly a damn breaks. Andrew clamps down on my penis and twists. At the same time he begins to pull my hair viciously. I gasp and clamp down on Andrew. I hear Andrew moan "fucking asshole". I am making sounds like "arrggggg" as we struggle on our knees in the middle of the tent. I look deep into Andrew's eyes and see tears. More from the hair pulling than anything else. I know my eyes are also starting to tear up. Cheryl leans close and places her tongue in my ear and whispers "milk him dry, mild him dry". I continue to powerfully squeeze Andrew's cock but begin to move his foreskin back and forth over his enormous cock head. Andrew gasps and begins to stroke me. I have never felt anything like it. It hurts but it was also pleasurable. I am roughly and slowly getting masturbated my another male. Jenny comes over and begins to whisper in my ear all the things she was going to do to Cheryl after her husband has defeated me. "I'll fist fuck her in front of you---I'll fist fuck her cunt and her asshole and you'll hear her beg for mercy" I looked up and noticed Cheryl is whispering in Andrew's ear. Andrew is breathing hard through his mouth and the head of his cock is wet with pre-cum. Andrew pulls me violently to my side by my hair and We collapse to the floor of the tent on our sides. We are still violently squeezing and roughly stroking each other. I feel Andrew reach between my legs and grab my balls. I scream and reached for his balls. We both lay on our side moaning and gasping, shaking our heads from side to side in intense pain. Through a fog of pain I hear the ladies shouting encouragement. By mutual unspoken agreement we release each other. I flop over on my back and Andrew does the same. We lay on our backs gasping for air. We have decided that we had hurt each other enough. We both begin to masturbate each other. Cheryl shouts "get him Peter milk him dry!" Jenny shouts encouragement to Andrew "hold on make him cum, make him cum". Jenny reaches between my legs and I feel her hand probing for my asshole. I tightening my sphincter as I feel her index finger push. She pushed through and sinks her finger deep into my asshole. "Cheryl she's finger fucking my ass" I gasp. I hear Andrew moan and know that Cheryl is evening the score. Cheryl leans forward and lets a large glob of saliva drip on to Andrew's cock. Andrew's cock is now lubricated. Jenny spits onto the head of my cock. I lay back and close my eyes. I can hear the squish, squish sound of my and Andrew's fists sliding up and down our shafts. I know I have to relax and let Jenny finger do what it is doing. Between the two of them I know I am close to coming. Andrew must feel it too. We begin to stroke each other at a feverish pace and the ladies fingers matched our pace. We are both moaning and grunting our breath whistling between our teeth. Suddenly Andrew gasps "oh God, Oh God" and a large spurt of white sticky cum shoots up, almost to the roof of the tent and spatters on his chest. As his cock dies and his penis produces smaller and smaller spasms he stops stroking me. Andrew I moan "finish me". Andrew wishing to salvage something from his defeat says, "beg asshole". Andrew I moan "please, please finish me" Andrew resumes masturbating me and Jenny continued finger fucking my ass. Shortly I gasp and grunt and come like a teenager. Both Andrew and I lay on our backs, catching our breaths, feeling a little sheepish. Cheryl looks at Jenny "I guess it's our turn", she challenges........to be continued

[catfiter17]

Bravo!!...Roughie--

There IS another side to it isn't there?
Honesty is appreciated here.

-c

[MikeJV]

Thx for telling the readers the "why" of this not being posted at first.

Good story, not really my cup-o-tea, stilll nicely written.

MikeJV