Stag: A Masquerade Ball Romance

by Angela Blake

  “Wait, how far away are we?” Chris asked Brandon.

  Brandon looked at us both and answered “I got up to one of the high peaks of the hills a day ago, chasing down this really big deer I thought we could eat. The damn skittish thing got away though. Well, anyway, I was up there and while I was scouting around I noticed we were a little higher than usual. I looked over and I saw smoke and I figured that’s the camp site.”

  “You figured?” I asked.

  He looked at me and nodded. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure because it didn’t look like a forest fire. The smoke was nice and white, like the kind of fire you’d get when using the right logs and fuel you can buy from the camping supply shop.”

  “Well, how far is it?” Chris asked.

  “About a day or two from here, if we walk,” Brandon replied. “I also spotted the creek that swelled during the storm. I think we can follow that and it’ll lead us up back to the camp direction too.”

  I was a little worried about that. “You say it’ll be a whole day or two to get there? That’s risky. We might not make it out there. We lost all our bags and even our better clothes just getting to this damn lodge.”

  Chris looked at me and smiled slyly before he stated “Baby, you don’t seem so excited to go back. You like it here with me and my homeboy?”

  My cheeks flushed red. “I-I do.”

  Both men howled in glee. Brandon even clapped his hands and Chris started to stroke his cock. I was already getting turned on just by seeing how he was so riled up by my words. I saw his quickly their cocks got stiff and ready for more action. When I reached down between my legs I quickly realized I too was in heat… I was so wet and so warm that I could smell the sex in the air.

  “Shut up,” I said flatly and with a big smile cracking on my face. “You guys are idiots.”

  “Hot idiots,” Chris corrected and we all laughed.

  Brandon then raised a hand and we all tuned in to what he had to say. “If we’re going to go, we have to go now. We have to pack what resources we can like a canister of fuel so we can build a fire during the night. We need to bring some dry wood logs and we need to cut all the curtains and blankets so we can make clothes, bags, and something to keep us warm in the woods.”

  “Shit,” I exclaimed. “This sounds so fucking complicated.”

  Chris pointed at me and said “See? She’s really intent on just staying here until we fuck her over and over.”

  I rolled my eyes and laughed. “That’s not a bad idea.”

  That got both men to pause, look at each other and think things through. I saw Brandon frown and then they kind of made these weird hand gestures. It was ridiculous – I was right there and they were still trying to keep something from me.

  “Spit it out boys,” I called them out. “You can stop hand gesturing and whispering.”

  Brandon then looked at me and smiled. “We were wondering if you’d like to live with us once we get back to the real world.”

  I raised an eyebrow in suspicion. “Huh? Wouldn’t that be a nightmare to deal with? I’m not even from around here. We live like six hours away from here.”

  “That’s fine,” Chris answered. “You’re from Springfield, right? We go there all the time. We could just move there and you can move in with us.”

  “Aren’t you making such a hasty decision?” I asked. I bit down on my lip when I realized I sounded like I was starting to nag them about this. Just minutes ago I wanted us to just stay here in the woods but now I was back-pedaling on moving in with them in the city.

  Brandon shook his head, “Well, we were planning on moving anyway since we’re opening up a new auto shop downtown. I got some grease boys who know their way around trucks and cars and with the money we saved we can get a nice business going.”

  “What would I do?” I continued to pester.

  Chris walked over and made me kiss his stiff cock. It tasted so delicious in the morning. He then looked down at me and said “You can work as our manager. During the day you’ll be in charge of all the transactions and paperwork and during the night you’ll be working me and Brandon.”

  That got me smiling. I liked the sound of his proposal. “I like that. I can have some fun and I get to see you boys all the time.”

  “Sounds like we got a plan,” Chris then concluded. “However, that’s all when we get home. Our main concern now is to get out of this damn forest alive and well.”

  Hearing those words felt like getting stabbed in the gut. Sure, there was a promising new life waiting for us when we get out but there wasn’t even a guarantee that we’d survive the trek. Chris and Brandon were in the Marines so I felt a little surer of our chances but even then it was slim. It was still a day or two back to the camp site and we only knew the general direction so we might still end up stumbling on the wrong path.

  “She’s worried,” Brandon pointed out and I looked up to see him pointing at me. “Don’t worry baby, we’re going to make sure we all get out of this.”

  “Let’s not waste time then,” Chris said as he clapped his hands loudly and woke us all up. I snapped awake and felt a rush of energy course through my veins and, at least for a moment, felt like we could do this.

  I got up, took off the towel, and began looking for curtains and other stuff we could use. “All right then, what do we need?”

  “Cut down all the blankets, bed sheets, pillow cases, and curtains,” Brandon told me. “We’ll use those to make some clothes and bags so we can pack in food and the medical supplies still available here. I’ll empty some of the bottles in the kitchen and fill them with fuel so we can build a fire easily at night.”

  Chris nodded and he too got up and ready. “I’ll pick out some survival necessities like scissors, a knife and the hunting tools we need to catch rabbits or whatever. I’ll also make sure to pack in some water in a bottle or two.”

  This all sounded like a plan coming together. If I ever make it out of these woods I am going to fuck these two until they’re too tired to keep going or until I just pass out again. I owed them my life and my own sexual awakening. Spreading my legs for them was the least I could do to thank them.

  I was excited. I was nervous. I was scared shitless but I felt a strange comfort knowing I had these two with me as we’d go into the woods. This lodge had become some kind of strange haven for me – it was where I lost my virginity and where I discovered I could love two men at the same time – and now it was time to go. It gave me an odd, cold feeling in my gut but I didn’t worry. I knew that if we made it we’d be off to somewhere even more exciting.

  “We can do this, right?” I just had to get that off my chest.

  “How about we make a deal?” Brandon then proposed. He looked at me, at Chris and then back at me. “We won’t fuck you in the woods. We won’t fuck you at all until we safely get us all back to civilization.”

  Chris’ jaw dropped. “What? That’s ridiculous.”

  I laughed and then shook my tits in their direction. “You sure you want to give these up?”

  “I’m not giving them up,” Brandon clarified. “I’m just saying we don’t waste our energy having sex when we can use it to get out of here.”

  “I’m still going to masturbate and spill my cum all over her face before I go to bed at night,” Chris stated like it was a fact and nothing else could change it.

  “Well, I’ll make sure to drink it up,” I replied and both men chuckled in glee. I smiled too and we all turned to get to work. It was time to leave.

  Chapter Twelve

  It was just a little past noon when we headed off. I was able to craft a makeshift backpack using the old lodge items and fabrics. I used it to hold in the fruits and dried meat the boys caught the day before. We all made clean clothes from the bathrobes, curtains and bed sheets. Chris and Brandon had a bag each as well. Both of them were also carrying makeshift knives, a bow and a quiver of arrows for hunting.

  When we started
out we liked to chit-chat, probably to get our minds off the fact that we were trekking into unknown territory and away from the comfort of the old lodge. However, after the third hour of wandering aimlessly, hoping we’d find the creek that could guide us to the camp site, we started to fall into an uncomfortable silence.

  In my head, I could only think of the movie “The Blair Witch Project.” I kept on thinking how the characters in that movie were trying so hard to find the evil witch in the woods until they got lost. They kept on arguing with each other until the witch did come and they all died gruesome deaths. It’s not as good as it was on the first viewing but it is an iconic film for a reason and I just couldn’t get those horrors out of my head. Just like in that movie I was a lone girl trapped in the woods with two guys and we had no real idea where we were or how to get out.

  “Fuck!” I finally let out a scream of frustration when we passed yet another small creek. It wasn’t the creek we were looking for. This one was a little too small and it twisted in the wrong direction. “Where the fuck is it?”

  Brandon tossed his bag down and slumped against a tree. “I don’t fucking know. We’ve been on the right path since we left so it must be here somewhere.”

  “How do you know?” I snapped back. “All you know is to fuck me with your big ass dick but that’s it.”

  Chris shook his head and tried to suppress his laughter. “Man, she really got you with that one.”

  I glared at Chris. “What about you? Do you have any better ideas or are you just spitballing bullshit here as well?”

  He shook his head and then pointed to the sun. “Brandon’s right – we’ve been going in the right direction. The creek was about fifteen miles away from the lodge. If we were on flat ground we would have found it by now but we’re in the woods, in the mountain ranges, so I don’t think we’re going to get to it for another hour or so. We just have to keep going.”

  “It’s almost sundown,” I reasoned. “We’ll need to find it fast or we’ll get lost in the dark.”

  “This isn’t a good place to camp,” Brandon told me. “We’ll be open here to snakes and other crazy animal shit. We need to get closer to the creek so we can find a nice clearing. Maybe if we make a fire there the patrol scouts will see us.”

  That didn’t sound like a bad idea. I didn’t really want to stand around and argue with them either so any plan was better than none.

  We took a moment to drink some water and I ate one of the last bits of fruit we had in the bag. The only remaining food items were dried meat. I didn’t really feel like eating something that might make me puke on the road.

  Fortunately, Chris was proven right. Only after forty minutes or so of trudging our way through the forest we eventually found the creek. It was the exact same one that I almost fell into during that stupid storm the other night.

  This is where we made camp. I made a wide clearing of rocks so that the campfire wouldn’t accidentally burn the trees and grass and as soon as I was done Brandon got to building us a fire. Chris went out foraging and hunting and I took the rest of the time to refill our water bottles.

  It wasn’t until another hour, when the sky was dark and littered with stars when we got around to actually talking to each other again. Chris managed to hunt us two rabbits and found a small horde of berries to eat. It wasn’t much and I was still hungry after dining but at least I wasn’t going to go to bed with an empty stomach.

  It was after eating that I crawled under a tree and tried to warm myself with some of the blankets I took from the lodge. Even with it covering me I could still feel the evening wind bite and the grass underneath was itchy. I felt horrible and I kind of missed the comfort of our lodge.

  “Having trouble sleeping?” Chris asked when he scooted over to sit by my side.

  I nodded. I looked over and saw Brandon huddled between a log and a boulder. He looked just as cold as I was.

  Chris wrapped an arm around me and cuddled me in. It felt so warm to have him hold me so close. He didn’t even say a word. He didn’t try to kiss me or feel my tits or whatever. He just held me and it was the sweetest gesture I’ve had from either of these two since we first met.

  “T-Thank you,” I whispered into his ear. I leaned in closer and rested my head on his chest.

  He merely shrugged and said, “It’s nothing.”

  I grinned and then told him “You know, you can always cup a feel if you want.”

  Chris chuckled and he then reached down between my legs. My body jumped a little when I felt his fingers begin to dig in and eventually find their way to my pussy lips. I didn’t even notice until now that I was already moist and warm. My anticipation only grew when I felt him slide a finger through the folds and through my pussy’s walls.

  “Aah, f-fuck it’s so… so good,” I muttered softly, under my breath, like a whisper so cold in the night. I didn’t want to wake up Brandon but damn it I needed to moan. I needed to let out all this pent up euphoria within my gut.

  Chris didn’t stop with just one finger. No, he kept on and pushed in his middle finger as well. Soon he was sliding his fingers in and out of me while his other hand began to massage both my breasts and all I could do was surrender myself to him.

  “F-fuck,” I cried. “I love it… I love this. I love you.”

  “Do you love me too?”

  Brandon? I briefly opened my eyes and found him awake, now sitting on my other side. It was his hands on my breasts, not Chris’ and he was leaning in to give me a deep, long kiss on the lips.

  “I-I love you,” I answered him and then I looked at Chris who was still keeping his hand between my legs and his other busy stroking his cock, which he had now whipped out in the open. “I love you both!”

  Brandon kissed me and Chris continued to fuck my pussy with his fingers. I let them ravish me in the night – being lost in a forest be damned!

  “I thought we agreed we wouldn’t have sex out in the woods?” Chris then asked just as he began to massage my clit gently with his thumb. Each motion was sending shock waves through my body, making me squirm and moan and cry in pleasure for more.

  Brandon chimed in as well right as he took my nipples and gave them a twist. “Yeah, I thought we weren’t going to fuck out here?”

  I had lost my mind. “Fuck all that. Fuck me.”

  Those two words were all they needed to unleash the beast within them. I knew it was probably a dumb idea to let us have sex out here in the wild but it didn’t matter to me anymore. I was wet and here were two guys ready to fulfill my lust.

  However, this time they really took me beyond what I thought was possible. Brandon suddenly took my clothes off and pushed me to the ground, forcing me to get on my knees and hands. On all fours, I was about to get up and turn around so they could spread my legs but Brandon stopped me with a sudden slap to the ass.

  Slap!

  “Ah!” I moaned, not really in pain but more in a seductive, slow tone. I wanted them to have their way with me now.

  They did not disappoint. Brandon quickly positioned himself behind me and with both hands on my hips, he took me, doggystyle, pounding his cock into me with a violent rage that made me yelp and bark.

  “Ah, ah, ah,” I moaned out. “F-fuck, fuck me, f-fuck aah!”

  The moment my mouth opened wide to scream out my ecstasy Chris grabbed my face with both hands and rammed his cock down my throat. A sudden wash of shock filled me when I felt the huge girth of his meat fill my mouth and throat and he plowed it in as deep as he could go before he eventually pulled out and then pushed back in.

  I was being spit-roasted between the two cocks. Their hands roamed and touched every inch of me as they both pounded their cocks in and out of both ends of me. All through the night, they took me, never giving me a moment’s rest except to gape my mouth and take their seed.

  When I awoke the next morning, I was still covered in sticky cum but at least they found fish for us to eat. I took a ba
th there, by the creek, and after another hour of joking and sexual innuendos, we eventually made way once again. This time, I hoped, we finally get our way home.

  Chapter Thirteen

  “We’ve been on this fucking pathway for five hours,” I complained as we went over yet another small hill in order to keep ourselves aligned with the creek. “Maybe this isn’t the right creek.”

  Chris shook his head, “No, this is the one. We just need to keep going.”

  Brandon looked back at me and nodded in agreement. “I know we’re on the right path. I haven’t spotted a lot of deer lately so we’re probably getting too close to civilization.”

  “Why would they avoid the camp site?” I asked.

  “Most animals do,” Chris answered. “It’s just smarter to avoid humans. Animals aren’t really dumb; they know when to avoid people.”

  That explanation sort of made sense to me. I didn’t really want to bother thinking about it. All that mattered was that they figured we were getting close to the camp grounds and we could find our friends –

  Snap!

  “What was that?” I asked as we all froze in our tracks.

  I saw Brandon cock his head to the side and we all tried to listen in once again.

  Snap!

  “Footsteps?” Chris asked us both. We listened in again and there it was one more time and then again and then again.

  It was footsteps!

  “Hey!” I started running in the general direction of the footsteps, flailing my hands in the air. “Hey!”

  Chris and Brandon quickly followed and we all began running up. I could feel the surge of renewed hope in my chest and I just kept on running without looking back. I just hoped that we weren’t chasing a false ray of light. There had to be someone out there.

  Bump!

  “Ow, what the fuck?” I exclaimed when I suddenly ran head-on into something. I hit it so hard I got knocked down to my feet. When I looked up I saw a male park ranger, probably in his early forties, holding a flashlight in one hand and a towel in the other. Right beside him was Shirley!