Not on your nelly.

Adam passes you a beer. You take a swig and froth spills from the top, over your hand. "That'll be his cock in a minute, you wait and see, Dan can make any man come within sixty seconds." says Adam with a nudge. You both sit down on the wet grass and watch the show.

Dan reaches into Ferdie's shorts, one hand disappearing up each leg. As Ferdie's legs spread further apart, so do Adam's, so that his thigh rests against yours.

Dan starts wanking the concealed cock with both hands, out of sight, and Ferdie lets out a moan of delight. A sudden jolt from the intruding hands and Ferdie lets out a cry. You wonder if he's just come, but it happens again - it's clearer this time that Dan is squeezing Ferdie's balls. The foreign student, still with his face between Miguel's cheeks, says something in a foreign lingo - probably telling him to stop cos it hurts. But only Miguel would understand.

With a slow movement from the inside, Ferdie's shorts begin to come down. His slim hips exposed and he jiggles his bottom to ease the down coming. The shorts stop so there's a line of his pubes poking out above the waistband of his pants, like grass out of a window box.

"Ain't that the fucking eighth wonder of the world?", says Dan to you two, with the biggest grin.

"Sure is", says Adam, "and I got a feeling we're about the witness the ninth." There's a hand holding a beer resting on your thigh now.

The hips get kissed, the tattoed tummy button licked and the line of pubes nibbled. It's as if you're watching in slow-mo.

"Please", says Ferdie.

"Please what?" enquires Adam from the sidelines. "Please stop?"

"No, please fuck me hard. Now", retorts Dan. You watch helplessly as shorts and underpants are pulled down Ferdie's legs, and off. Dan chucks them to Adam, who rubs the y-fronts to his face.

Dan rises to get his jeans off. As his huge cock leaps up, you grab Adam's hand and you whimper: "Fucking fuck".

Ferdie's legs get put over Dan's shoulders and the poor guy's face grimaces as that huge bone pushes in.
Adam gets up and moves over to the action. He kneels beside the fucking couple and takes Ferdie's cock in his mouth. The **** of Dan's thrusts push it hard into his face and he gags. Between sucks, he pushes his face between Ferdie's bouncing bollocks and Dan's ramming cock. Dan occasionally withdraws, giving Adam the chance for a quick suck on the shitty cock. After each suck, he swigs his beer to rinse.

"Hey kid, get over here and gimme another cock to suck." says Adam and beckons you over. Your position is opposite Adam, next to Dan, your cock pointing into the circle. For Adam, it's suck Ferdie, suck you ,suck Dan, beer. Suck Ferdie, suck you, suck Dan, beer. As a special treat, he'd suck you with a mouthfull of beer, the cooling effect helping to prolong the action - hey, that's why he does it. The pounding bodies make it difficult to keep balance. You have one hand wanking Miguel, still strapped spread-eagled against the van, the other round Dan's waist for support... although his pumping hips make a poor counter-balance and you find yourself tugging on the cock more for support than pleasure.

He's got a perfect rhythm going, pouring lager from the bottle over Ferdie's cock, so it runs down his cock, over his balls and down to his pounded arsehole. Dan's beer soaked ramming into Ferdie continues relentlessly throughout his growling orgasm. The grunts and groans give it away until he withdraws and leans back from the lager saturated groin to watch the remaining action.

It's Adam, the driver's turn next. He'd previously been sucking off you and Fergie alternately, but now on his knees, he straddles Ferdie's chest. You try to kiss or at least lick his cock, but it's being thrashed so violently there's no chance of getting close without at least a couple of black eyes or a broken nose. Adam is positioned so his balls dangle just above Ferdie's tattoed tummy botton, with Miguel's half-erect cock just inches from his face. It holds no interest for him though, he's whacking himself off and aint nobody gonna get in the way. All you can do is watch his meat take a fast pounding, until it convulses, squirting its contents onto Ferdie's neck and chest. Dynamite, you think, until you realise you're the only captor that's yet to come.