Camping Trip Conversion

"I didn't think you were gay at first but half way though I stopped forcing you as you really got into it. It stopped being rape at that point. Besides, you came twice and remained hard afterward. That's one hundred percent gay." Brant stated matter of factly.

"I'm not gay!" I reiterated but it even sounded unconvincing to me. Like I was protesting too much.

"Haven't you ever experimented or sought to satisfy any curiosity in college? I mean same sex stuff?" Brant questioned.

"No! Definitely not!" again my response didn't even convince me. I started to imagine all sorts of gay activity in my mind's eye as Brant continued to question me.

"Then how do you know for sure you're not gay?" Brant pressed.

"Because I'm not... " I began but trailed off as I was no longer sure, "Oh hell! I don't know any more! I don't what I am!" I gave up arguing fruitlessly.

"Listen," Brant continued, "as I said before unless I meet my daily quota, so to speak, I might end up losing control of myself and there will be a repeat of last night, if we can repeat that level of passion."

"I don't ant to repeat any of that again." I exclaimed. "Isn't there something you can do, like jerk o a bunch of times or something?"

"Tried that before. It doesn't work. I got to have sex. I'm like an out of control sex machine." Brant didn't seem concerned whether there was a repeat of the night before. Even if it was in front of Nick and Joe it seemed, or near enough as their tent would be close to ours.

"I don't want Nick and Joe to know what happened or to witness a repeat, even if it's only their being near enough to hear." I protested the whole situation.

"Hang on! I have an idea. What if you blew me?" Brant suggested while shifting gears.

My eyes were drawn to the bulge that was growing in his pants. "I don't want to suck you off!" I exclaimed. "How does that help the situation?" I asked sarcastically.

"Well, hear me out. If you suck me off then I will be sated and won't go after you later tonight in the tent. We can both get a good night's sleep and Nick and Joe will be none the wiser." Brant explained.

Seeing my resistance wane once he had explained a way for Nick and Joe to not know about our sexual escapades from last night Brant added a little caveat.

"Besides, you said you weren't gay, and that you have never had the chance to experiment when you were in college. I'm offering you a chance to prove you're not gay and to have that chance to experiment a little." He cajoled and convinced.

He began to shift his package as it grew and couldn't get comfortable. "You give me a blowjob now and it takes care of all of our problems."

I hesitated briefly as I watched him in silence. He was unzipping his pants and fishing out his 10 inch dick. My god was that what was up my ass last night. I started to get some strange feelings, I wasn't sure how I felt about all this. Brant just kept saying half truths and pushing and suggesting his idea for a blowjob.

He walked over to me and placed his giant hands on my shoulders. It was nothing for him to ease me down to m knees before him and grasp a handful of my hair. I tried struggling and trying to pull away but he had a firm grip and started forcing his dick into my mouth. I started to protest like the night before but he just ignored me and forced his dick into my mouth the moment I tried to give voice to any resistance.

Once he had the fat mushroom head inside my mouth he began to force in a few more inches and then pull back, before exiting my mouth he guided my head back down his length with his hands. He now had placed his two big meaty paws on each side of my head and began fucking my mouth. Sliding his dick in and out of my mouth. Running it back and forth over my tongue.

Tears were watering up in my eyes as he pushed more and more of his massive cock into my watering mouth and down my throat. He was literally face fucking me with his big fat cock. I was his cum dumpster and he was raping my mouth the same way he raped my ass the night before. Taking whatever pleasure he wanted from me without any concern for what I might want.

Seconds turned into minutes and he showed no signs of ending this blowjob rape of my mouth. It felt kind of interesting as I had witnessed many blowjobs in pornos and even gotten my fair share but to be on the receiving end was different indeed. I could feel every vein and ridge of his cock sliding over my tongue and trying to force it's way down my throat.

He was pumping and grunting like he was the night before and I knew he building to a another massive cum explosion. Something about being outside under the cloudy skies on my knees sucking a big fat cock starting getting me excited and I thought the best way to get through this ordeal was to just go along with it and try to finish him off. To that end I began to rock my head back and forth of my own accord.

When Brant noticed this and felt me take over the momentum of the thrusting he eased off with his hands. "That's it. That's right you gay little faggot. You're a natural cocksucker. Get after that dick. Show daddy what you can do."

The nasty dirty talk just spurred me on and I reached around his legs to get a good grip and help me force him in and out of throat as much as I could. I wanted to please him so much at that moment and I didn't know why. There was no logic to my reasoning just an instinctual desire to swallow as much of him as I could. Maybe I was gay after all I thought.

Who the fuck really cares. This big fat dick, no cock was all that mattered and I needed him to know I wanted this as much as he did. The only way I could think of was to swallow him whole. I had to get it all down my throat. With that realization I was able to relax of my own free will and really go for it. I slid more and more down my throat and tried swallowing as I did so that I wouldn't gag on it.

And wouldn't you know it, that seemed to do the trick. I could feel more and more of it being fed to me as I bobbed my head and slid my mouth and throat up and down that lengthy fat cock. Suddenly it was all in and down my throat, he had bottomed out and was resting his big meaty balls on my chin.

He eased back withdrawing several inches and then sank them back in bottoming out again. "Well that's proves it precious. You are a bonafide, dyed in the wool, 100% homosexual. Only a true fag could deepthroat me on the first try. I now got 10 hard inches of cock down your throat you little queer."

He started to pull out and every time he got about half way I would use my arms to pull on his legs and force him back in to the hilt. Now I was using him to fuck my own face. He responded with, "Now you cannot deny it any longer you fucking cum dumpster, you're a mother fucking faggot."

His legs began to quiver. I noticed this right away as I had my hands on them to help get him deep within my throat. This only encouraged me to pick up the pace. I now swallowed his massive sword of a fat cock on every downstroke and was able to get him bottom out in my throat with ease. His fat cock had ruined my throat like it had ruined my sexy ass the night before.

Suddenly, without much more warning he thrust in deep and pumped a load of splooge right down my throat, and the he pulled a little out and drove it home again and pumped another load of splooge. He did this the same as last night and I again lost count once he had deposited double digits worth of thick, ropey splooge down my thirsty throat.

When he had finished he held me there for a few seconds as the last of his explosive orgasm faded with shudders and quivering legs. Pumping away down my throat. Luckily I had taken breathes through my nose in between thrusts of his fat cock. Finally, when he was done he started to murmur in a husky voice, "Swallow! Swallow it all!"

I didn't know what exactly he meant as I had done just that but his hands came up and grasped my head tightly again and held me in place with his cock bottomed out in my throat. Again he mumbled a few times huskily, "Swallow! Swallow it all you dirty little cocksucking bitch!" And then I knew what he meant as he began to let out a long laborious breath and with it a steady stream of warm tangy liquid began flowing right down the back of my throat.

I didn't want to drown so I eagerly swallowed and kept swallowing as he continued to release his heavily full bladder for what seemed like a full minute. There was way more piss being deposited into my belly than the cum he had just deposited. Now when I shifted slightly I could feel it slooshing around in my belly.

"See, you are a proper fag and homo now. Only a true gayboy would let some piss in their mouth and drink it down greedily. My god you swallowed that load fast. Which one you ask? Both of them. Belly half full of cum and half full of piss. You're truly a gay cumbucket now." Brant kept up a barrage of dirty talk.

Just as he was finishing up his steady and long stream of piss into my mouth I exploded in my pants with a massive series of spurts that drenched the front of my pants and made it look like I had pissed myself. Brant just smiled down at me and ran his hand along my cheek and jawline. "Yeah, you're truly gay. No more question about it."

We suddenly hear someone exclaim, "Damn! That was some show you two just put on." When we looked over to the side there were Nick and Joe. Joe had his cock out and was pumping away, unable to contain the excitement from the display Brant and I had made of ourselves. And Nick had his phone out and was recording, who knew for how long they had been there watching and recording.