Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/hz5R1RD3Uu

As we ate I my mind raced. Others on the trip had left, and the cabin was secluded enough we didn't have to worry about others, even when we were outside. It was early and I had some time to think. It seemed like they were doing the same. Conversation was ok, but it felt like we were all opening the door for others to talk about what we all had on our minds, but we were all unsure enough to go not there.

James had done a better job with his drinking. He was more his normal self, but was clearly drunk enough to have the edge off. Our conversation never got specific enough for me to have a clue what "get something going" was. Was he drunk when he touched my leg, or was he feeling me? Is he bi? Did I give that vibe off? Maybe he is a cuck. My mind just raced constantly unable to work through a thought before inserting the next.

Hilda was a harder read. Like she had command of a ship but no control. I'm not sure if what we had done was cheating, or maybe a pre-discussed kink for them. Her confidence and attitude had let me believe she was in more control than she was. That only changed when she asked me to make her a large, strong, margarita so she wouldn't be the only sober person. I hadn't had more than a few drinks, but felt like I could stand to be a little looser.

I had taken the opportunity to change into some thin jogger sweat pants. I took the opportunity to ditch my underwear. I remember having a sudden thought that maybe seeing its outline would be good. I felt dumb, but smart at the same time. A spark of nervous, excited energy flowing through me. I was excited at all the possibilities, even just seeing the night through.

As I stepped back out with our drinks they had moved to the fire pit. It had a built in sectional type seating area, and was closer to the hot tub than the small kitchen entertaining area. The deck area was impressive, and massive.

The deck itself was maybe 80×100 feet. It extended from the hillside to a point that you felt amongst the trees. The hot tub sat near the cabin but back from the entry, and the rest was laid out to entertain small groups. I noticed it was starting to rain a little as I walked over handing Hilda her drink. Their postures and positioning shifted a bit.

They had been quietly discussing something. Hilda had a spark of interest in her eyes, and James looked at me as if he was trying to read me. Did she tell him? Did they talk about a threesome? What did I miss. I felt myself start to get hard. I almost panicked as it was eye level, and very obvious. As I moved back Hilda made it obvious she saw, and James had too.

As we drank the conversation became more direct, pointed. If not opening the door for others to say they wanted to "get something going" at least saying what something could be.

James tried, but was vague at best. They both knew my kinks and dislikes pretty well, but theirs were less discussed. I knew what they had done, but not the why. James said something about how Hilda can give great head, but was almost brushed off by her for doing so.

As it got darker the embers shone brighter. The ambient lighting from the few lights there were was enough to see clearly, but also set a great mood. The rain increased enough I moved closer to them.

As we talked it became more directly about sex.

"Your existing have all said you have a great dick, and know how to keep a bedroom alive" Hilda said leaning forward. Her cleavage slightly showing down her sweater. My heart beat like it was a hammer in my chest.

"Yeah, I don't know anyone with a cock like mine" James quickly chimed in. "Yes babe. I love your giant cock, I just wish you were more creative with it. It's always the same" quipped Hilda.

As things progressed more direct questions got to what turned us on.

What's your favorite moment during sex? James liked seeing where things went. Seeing things. He remained vague. Hilda liked knowing the other had been satisfied, and the feeling of being filled. With dick, toys, or even just cum she touch.

I explained the moment that's always in my head. My cocks hard, and just before penetration I feel it touch. Just the tip making contact with more and more of the other person. The way I start to feel warmth as I slide in. That I only feel it once for a fleeting moment, but it's visceral.

I could see James's huge dick hard in his shorts. Apparently he had made the same decision I had. I was a bit impressed. As Hilda started to answer what a fantasy of hers was I looked at James and winked. He smiled back.

...I guess it's kind of being used by a group, but not really that simple...she continued. As she finished her answer I said it may be a good time for the hot tub. James said he didn't have shorts, neither did I. I asked of they were opposed to skinny dipping, and there was a tense moment of silence as James looked at Hilda.

"Im not being the only one dressed" she said. I could see James's cock grow a little more as he said sure. He and I stood up at nearly the same time. Our obvious hard ons holding our pants forward. As James took a step to go get ready I placed my thumbs under the band of my pants and made eye contact..."James. What's the point if there isn't a show" I said as I started to lower the band.

I pulled it back, as the band neared the base of my dick it pushed my election down. I slowly revealed the base as I watched James drop his in one fluid motion. As I lowered mine past the tip it spring back up.

Hilda was still sitting between us, each only about a foot away at head level. I noticed his dick was very large. It had to be 9", and was very girthy. I'll admit it's a great dick.

I wasn't worried about the difference I dicks though. I have a very distinct head, and classic dick shape. I'm roughly 7" and a comfortable handful girth wise. I have always found saying that there are plenty of similar sized and shaped toys in adult stores was an adequate way of describing it.

Hilda looked over at his, reaching over to give it a couple strokes. She looked at mine and moved her hand near, looking up excitedly. "Ever want to suck two dicks?" She laughed while quipping that they would be touching. "Were not bothered by it."

She took a moment, and a breath before scooting to the edge of her seat. She looked at his, then mine. Starting to stroke him she leaned forward and...stood up?

"Hot tub sounds perfect. I'll get the drinks. Meet you there!" As she started to walk off I could feel James deflate a bit. We started off to the hot tub.

Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/w5RMOSBtIb