Stag

by Angela Blake

  Would they take my virginity too? Would they break me and then use me like a little fuck doll? What other kinds of perverted plans did they have circling in their heads?

  Suddenly, Brandon slid out from under me and before I knew what was going on Chris withdrew his cock from my mouth. I was about to protest when I felt Brandon grab a hold of me and he picked me up, cradling me in both arms.

  A light flickered. Chris got a fire going. I don’t know how he did it so quickly but he was able to get a fire going in the hearth. He then took a long stick, wrapped one of our old, muddy clothes around it and made a makeshift torch. With the torch in hand, he then led the way and they brought me over to my bedroom.

  Without any hesitation, Brandon dropped on the bed and yanked me so that my head would hang from the edge. He then grabbed my head, lifted it and then rammed his cock into my mouth. Just as I began to squirm and kick my feet – in shock, not really in retaliation – Chris grabbed them and spread my legs just as he lay on top of me and began rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy.

  Was this it? Is he going to take my virginity and fuck me? I held my breath – well, I didn’t really have a choice what with Brandon’s cock filling my throat – and waited. Chris took his sweet time, however, only gently letting his cock slide between my flesh as his lips and tongue danced on my chest. Occasionally he would let his tongue circle my nipples before he would bite down and nibble. He would suck on my tits and tease me further by pushing his cock into my pussy but withdrew the moment my body jolted in pain.

  “You like this, don’t you?” Brandon asked as he slammed his cock into my throat even deeper than before. I felt the girth of his meat push through the back of my mouth and widen my throat as he forced it in as deep as possible. I nearly gagged but he withdrew and then went back to jerking his cock in and out.

  “Mhmm,” was all I could utter in response. I did love it.

  “She says she likes it,” Chris said. He then got up and held my legs down with his heavy hands. What was that for? It wasn’t like I was fighting back.

  “Let’s see her like this,” Brandon said as he suddenly reached down with his hands and wrapped his fingers around my neck. He then applied pressure, strangling me as his cock burrowed deeper into my mouth.

  I began to panic. I didn’t know if I could hold my breath but he was literally choking me and even though I tried to kick Chris had my legs down tightly. My body jerked as my throat muscles tightened around Brandon’s cock and my chest heaved as I struggled.

  Smack!

  “Mmm!” was all I could shout when Chris let go of my left leg and suddenly slapped my tits. The sting from his assault sent shivers down my spine but before I could register how much it blew my mind he slapped me again and then again. I couldn’t look down but from the swelling pain, I knew my breasts were getting red.

  Pop!

  Brandon suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth. Without thinking I began to gasp for air, my mouth so wide open I should have figured why he was so rough to me. My mouth gaped and he quickly took the opportunity to spill his seed into my mouth and all over my face. There was so much semen that it literally drowned me. It was hot, slightly bitter but I loved how it tasted and, like an obedient little girl, swallowed as much cum as I could.

  “She likes being used,” Chris commented when he saw me drink up all of Brandon’s seed. He then gave my pussy a soft but still shocking slap with his hand. “You’re such a little slut and you didn’t even know it.”

  Brandon stroked his cock and helped squeeze out the remaining drops he had left as Chris sat up and aimed his cock at my pussy. Chris began to masturbate furiously until he took shot his load, covering my belly, pussy, and legs with his cum.

  As Chris covered me with his cum, Brandon took a few more logs and made a few additional torches for the room. By the time he was done the room was now well-lit and Chris dragged me to the center of the bed. They both then took a clean pillow from the lodge’s closet and rested it under my head, giving me enough comfort to just lie down in peace.

  Chris then lay down beside me, on my left, and Brandon took position on the right.

  “You’re one amazing little slut,” Brandon complimented me. Well, I think it was a compliment. At least it meant I was good in bed. How was I really to know since they didn’t really fuck me?

  “B-but you guys didn’t even fuck me,” I just had to point it out.

  Chris gently caressed my chest with his hand and softly answered. “We will. Trust me, we definitely will. We just wanted to get a little taste of you first.”

  “Good thing we did too,” Brandon added. “Imagine what would happen if you didn’t enjoy any of this. It’d be a shame to have to fuck you by force.”

  I laughed and then bit my lip as a naughty thought crossed my mind. “I kind of like being forced, though. I never thought I would but having tried it, it kind of excites me.”

  “You’ve got some dark fantasies in your head,” Chris then said. He had a big smile on his face. “Let’s see if we can all have some fun with that then.”

  That was an exciting idea.

  “Let’s call it a night,” Brandon then said.

  “I’d love that,” I replied. I was tired and all that extra activity really wore me out.

  Brandon then put out one of the torches and then another until there was only one left. When he took his place beside me they both embraced me and I nestled myself comfortably between them. It didn’t take long for sleep to find me and I dozed off thinking of everything that just happened.

  Chapter Seven

  When I awoke the next morning, both men were gone. I found that the torches had been removed and laid out on the floor and the windows had been opened, allowing the morning sunlight to pierce inside the room.

  I didn’t even bother to get dressed. I got out of bed, naked, and walked around the cabin hoping I’d find either of them around.

  “Chris?” I called out as I walked into the living room. “Brandon?”

  I eventually found Chris in the kitchen. He was also naked and held a knife. He was working on carving pieces of wood.

  “What’s all this?” I asked. I took a seat on a stool. The leather was cold to the skin. For a moment it made me wonder what this place was like when there were still customers renting this place out.

  Chris greeted me with a smile. “Good morning, delicious. This right here is a bow. I’m trying to make some hunting materials. I’m pretty sure we’ll be out of here and back with our friends in a few days but until then we need to catch food.”

  “You’re making a real bow and some arrows?” That was really cool. “Wouldn’t it be easier to make a trap or a net?”

  He then pointed to the kitchen table. To my surprise, he had a large net made from tattered cloth and curtains. “I’ve already beat you to that idea. I placed a few simple traps outside so hopefully, we’ll catch a rabbit or two. With the arrows, I might be able to catch a deer or something.”

  “I’ve never had deer before,” I admitted. I suddenly felt a little exposed talking to him with my tits and pussy out in the open. I looked at him and gazed at his massive cock. With the light now giving me a better look I just realized how large and monstrous his cock really was. It amazed me how he managed to shove that thing down my mouth and throat.

  He must have noticed me staring as he said “You like it? Don’t worry – you’ll be getting a lot of this bad boy later. If I don’t get to catch anything for us to eat I guess I’ll have to feed you my cock and make you drink my cum… just like last night.”

  That thought made me smile. “I love that. Will you eat my pussy again too?”

  “Oh, so you enjoyed that bit, huh?” he remarked with a chuckle.

  Before I could answer Brandon walked into the kitchen. He was naked and I marveled at the sight of his cock.

  Wow… I just imagined how it would feel to have them both inside me. The mere thought se
nt a chill down my spine and I shuddered in excitement.

  “I found a basket in one of the rooms,” he told us as he sat beside me and watched Chris continue carving. “I think they must have used it to show off souvenirs and stuff. I’ll use it to gather berries or other fruits and stuff that might be out there.”

  “Wait, wait,” I protested. “If you’re going to harvest and Chris is going hunting, what will I do?”

  Brandon laughed and reached towards me. He gave my nipple a quick pinch and twist.

  “Aah!” I moaned out and squirmed in my seat.

  “Just sit here, relax, and prepare yourself,” he answered just as he let go and gave my tits a soft pat. “We need you to rest up. You’re our naughty little princess.”

  I like the sound of that. All this attention was making me blush. Maybe I could just accept this fantasy as my new reality. I mean, if they really could survive out here, away from civilization, and take care of me then why not just continue doing so?

  “You’re our little slut,” Chris added in. He looked up at me with a wicked grin on his face and I noticed how his eyes were fixed on my pussy. “Say it, baby.”

  “I-I’m your slut,” I quickly obeyed. It felt odd saying that out loud but at the same time, it also felt appropriate.

  Brandon and Chris looked at each other and I saw the fire burning in their eyes. They loved the fact that I was allowing this to happen. They loved the fact that I was practically inviting them to fuck me.

  I loved it too.

  “Well, this looks ready,” Chris said. He lifted up the bow and, truth be told, it did look like a real bow. He then produced a tight string that looked like something that might have been used for bathroom appliances and attached it to his creation. I watched as Chris tightened his makeshift bowstring and to my surprise it worked.

  “I broke off some pieces of glass,” he explained as he stood up, bow in hand. “I attached those to wood and made some arrows. I’ll be back in a bit, just going to test this out and hopefully catch us some dinner.”

  I frowned. “You’re going out there naked?”

  He shook his head, “I cut my bathrobe, turned it into shorts and a sleeveless top. I’ll let Brandon do the same for him and you. I mean, we can’t go out naked all the time. What if our friends find us, right?”

  He did make sense. I nodded and he quickly departed. I then followed Brandon into the living room and just watched as he cut through the robes and made us some ragged clothes to wear. For mine, however, he made sure that the shorts were really high and skimpy. He also made my top really small so it hanged high, showing off my belly.

  I laughed when I put them on but to be honest I kind of felt really hot. I looked at Brandon and a thought crossed my mind.

  “You and Chris seem really tight,” I told him as we sat down on the couches. “How long have you guys been friends?”

  Brandon looked up and thought about it for a minute then said “Well, we first got to know each other when we were in high school but we didn’t really become close friends until we joined the military.”

  “Wow, how long were you in the service?”

  “I served for about thirteen years,” he answered. “Chris was in fifteen years. He’s older, actually. He’ll be turning forty-one soon and I just celebrated my thirty-ninth birthday last week.”

  That was a pleasant surprise to know. “Wow, happy birthday!”

  He looked at me and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. “You’re our birthday gift, the best gift we could ever ask for. Who would’ve known I’d get to be stranded in the middle of nowhere with the hottest pussy in the world?”

  I laughed out loud and nudged him with my elbow. “You got to be kidding, I ain’t that hot.”

  “Baby, you are,” he insisted and then cupped my pussy. I shut my eyes and purred like a cat as he began to tease me with his finger. “You’re the hottest bitch there is and we are going to take every fucking opportunity there is to enjoy you.”

  Hearing those words made my mind explode with possibilities.

  “You say that but you haven’t even fucked me yet,” I reminded him. “I mean, come on – we’re out in the woods, alone, and you haven’t done anything to me yet but shove your cocks into my mouth. I bet any other guy who had this shot to be with me alone like this would probably have fucked me ten times over by now.”

  Brandon laughed and he gave my pussy a soft squeeze that made me squirm and moan. “Baby, we’re just getting started. Like you said, you’ve got a dirty mind but you’re still virgin. We got to take this nice and slowly.”

  “There’s ‘nice and slowly’ and then there’s taking fucking forever,” I tried to tease him further. I’ve never been this straightforward with any guy in the past and being alone with Chris and Brandon like this, here in the woods, was turning me into this wild and horny beast. I wanted them to fuck me.

  Brandon only gave me a grin and then he got up, helped me to my feet and then beckoned for me to follow him. “By the way, I found this generator earlier and a few drums of fuel. I think we can get some lights going and stuff but I need to work on it a bit.”

  “Wait, you mean I can take a hot shower now?”

  He shrugged. “Maybe, if I can figure it out.”

  I prayed and hoped that he’d get it working. If was really going to spend time with them out here, away from civilization, then the best gift I could get – other than getting my virginity broken by two hot guys – was a hot shower.

  Brandon took me down to a basement and through some old wooden doors and a long hallway until we got to a room filled with drums of fuel and a large power generator.

  “Isn’t this dangerous?” I asked. “What if it blows or something?”

  Brandon pointed to the ceiling, “This room isn’t directly underneath the lodge. That hallway is like a hundred feet long. We’re probably a good ways from the lodge so I bet up top there’s a secret ground door or something to let the exhaust out.”

  Well, that was good to know. My next concern was to get it working though. I sat there, in the corner, and waited and watched as Brandon got to work.

  Chapter Eight

  Chris managed to hunt down a small deer. That was honestly surprising. I’ve never had venison before and he even showed me how to prepare it and how to cook it. Brandon did get the generator working but we had to use the electrical power sparingly so we could stretch out the fuel until we know how deep we were in the woods and how we’d get out.

  It was already past sunset when we all settled back inside and were ready to rest. Tomorrow we were going to try foraging for fruits and Chris was going to show me how to hunt using that weapon he made. For a moment it made me want to just stay out here instead of going back to civilization.

  It was dark and I wondered if they were going to try and get to me again. To my surprise, they both left me alone and headed to their rooms that night as if nothing happened the night before.

  “Boys are weird,” I whispered to myself. I figured this time I might get a fire going. I didn’t want to sleep in my room. I wanted to lie down on the floor, on that nice warm carpet, and relax in front of a roaring fire. The fireplace was dry and I remembered what they taught me before.

  Spark!

  To my delight, I got a flame going. In mere minutes it grew into a blazing roar and I added in a few more chopped logs to keep it going through the night. Once satisfied, I curled up on the floor and rested my head on my arm as I tried to go to sleep.

  ***

  “Alia,” a voice suddenly woke me.

  “Huh?” I groggily moaned out as my eyes fluttered open. I looked to the fireplace and saw someone had placed fresh logs, keeping it well and alive. When I looked around I found Chris standing over me with his big cock dangling between his legs. Then I noticed Brandon was lying behind me and he too was naked. I could feel his throbbing manhood as he pressed it up against my butt cheeks.

  Brandon, from
behind, then wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. He then leaned in and whispered into my ear, “Baby, tonight is the night.”

  Fuck, yeah! I could feel a sudden tingling sensation surge through my body and I knew that I was instantly so turned on I wanted to turn around and give him the deepest, sluttiest kiss I could.

  Before I could, however, Chris suddenly got down and he lay beside me, in front of me. I was sandwiched between the two men. He then went lower and before I could figure out what was happening he began to lick my neck in slow, cycling motions and it was seriously beginning to melt me and turn me on even further.

  What do I do? I’ve never been in this kind of sexual situation before with a guy. Heck, I’ve never had two guys put me between them like this before. Was this even normal?

  All I knew was that all the attention was on me and I loved every fucking second of it.

  Chris continued his way down, completely ignoring my tits as his tongue wound its way to my pussy. I bit down hard on my lips to stop myself from moaning too loudly – I don’t know why I stopped myself – and that only seemed to turn him on more. Chris just went down on me, lashing his tongue through my folds and the walls, carefully not breaking my hymen. He would occasionally toy with me and suck on the folds and lips, making me gush out in pure ecstasy.

  “Aah! F-fuck, oh my God it’s so good,” I muttered softly between my cries.

  Brandon wasn’t going to let Chris have all the fun, though. I knew it the moment he let go of me and got up. As Chris continued to dig his face deeper into my pussy Brandon lowered his cock and aimed for my mouth. I opened it willingly and welcomed him as he thrust it into me.

  I was in heaven. I could feel the warm throbbing of Brandon’s meat as he plowed into my mouth and down below my body was swimming in an ocean of ecstasy as Chris ate my pussy like it was nobody’s business.

  “Mmm,” I moaned and mumbled as both men took me to town, covering every inch of my body with their tongue, their cock, and their hands. Not a single inch of me was left untouched and I felt like a goddess being worshiped by these two magnificent men.