Jeremy stared out of the window, watching tree after tree pass. His forehead was beginning to feel numb from the glass, so he straightened up in his seat and looked around at his fellow passengers.
Danny, a shorter guy with a blonde military-cut hairstyle, was messing around on his phone in the seat beside Jeremy. On the row behind them were Addison and Porter. Addison was of a tan complexion, had a strong jaw, and striking blue eyes. Porter, on the other hand, was pale by comparison. Porter always had the scruffy look about him, like he'd just gotten out of bed.
Driving the Escalade was Sean, who looked more mature than he really was. And in the passenger's seat was Christopher, whose Italian genes could be spotted from a mile away. They were all on their way to a weekend getaway from college. Deep in the mountains, Sean's dad owned a cabin that they had all been allowed to stay at.
All six men had met each other at the gym since first starting college. They had grown close since then, and after three years of lifting weights, were each extremely muscular.
"I'm so fucking tired of this electro shit," Porter said loudly from the back. He took a swig from his beer bottle and shook his head. "Who the fuck listens to Skrillex anymore?"
"Come on, man, it's a classic," Sean said, turning up the music. As he smiled, his bleached teeth were showcased from the rearview mirror.
"Deadmau5 is way better, just sayin'," Christopher said.
"I have to disagree with you there," said Sean.
"Yeah, me too, they both suck," Jeremy said.
"Fuck you!" Sean yelled. "What else are we going to listen to? Fucking Lady Gaga?"
"I heard she's got a dick," Porter said absentmindedly.
"With all that tight shit she wears? No way," Addison said.
"Well, what'll it be, then, gentlemen?" Christopher asked, hooking his phone up to the console. "Rock? Rap?"
"What about something with a banjo? We're in the goddamn mountains, for Christ sakes," Danny laughed.
"If you put on anything with a fucking banjo, I'll kill you," Addison said.
"Forget you," Christopher said, shaking his head. "Guys, you've got to give me something,"
"Jay-Z,"
"Lil Wayne,"
"Randy Travis,"
"Skrillex, I'm the one fucking driving,"
"Eminem,"
"Whitesnake,"
"Oh, oh, Cinderella,"
"Queen,"
"Judas Priest,"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Christopher yelled, laughing. "This isn't a fucking guessing game. Forget it, we'll just sit and enjoy the silence."
Christopher turned off the radio and unplugged his phone. "Hand me another beer, Jeremy."
Jeremy reached into the cooler beside him and handed Christopher a cold bottle. "So now I have to listen to you pussies talk the whole way there?"
"We don't have to," Sean said. He had one of his stupid side-smiles plastered on his face. "I have something to watch if you guys want,"
"What the fuck's so funny?" Danny asked.
"Porter, reach in the back and look in my bag's side pocket. There should be a DVD in there."
"Oh, I forgot about the TV screens," Addison said as Porter reached behind him.
"How could you? They're fucking everywhere in here," Jeremy said, taking a drink.
"Hopefully it isn't some Disney shit," Danny said.
"Hey-oh!" Porter exclaimed after a few moments of scrounging around. He held up a DVD case with several naked women on it.
"Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" Addison said, passing the case forward. "Put that shit on,"
"Seriously?" Jeremy asked, handing the case off to Christopher. "A porno? I'm going to watch a porno with you guys?"
"What's the matter, never done it before?" Sean said.
"With a group? Never,"
"Well, today's your lucky day," Christopher said, putting the disc in. "Just don't say anything to anyone and no one will know the wiser."
"What, you won't admit you jerked off with other guys before?"
"Who said anything about that? It's just naked chicks getting boned. Nobody's jerking off," Christopher retorted.
"Honestly, if I feel like jacking it, none of you fags are going to stop me," Addison said.
"How could we? I'm not putting your dick back in your pants," Porter said.
"Just shut up, it's starting," Christopher said. All the monitors in the SUV turned on. Two women in bikinis were walking on the beach as Caribbean music played in the background.
"And you just keep your eyes on the road, Sean! I don't need a concussion before midterms start," Danny said, adjusting himself in his seat.
"Don't worry. I've seen it like three times already," Sean said. "God, my fucking back is killing me."
"It's all those rows you've been doing," Addison said, watching the screen nearest him. "It's paying off though. You look good, man."
"All I know is that my dad's Jacuzzi is going to hit the spot tonight," Sean said, rubbing his back.
The passengers watched as the two women on the beach met a suave Spanish man, then went back to a hotel to start a three-way. Balls were slapping against pussies and throats were groaning through the sound system the rest of the way to the cabin. The Escalade pulled into the driveway just around five in the afternoon.
Christopher cut off the movie and glanced back. "I don't know about you guys, but I have a hard-on the size of my leg right now."
"You're telling me," Addison said, rubbing his crotch in exaggeration.
"Well forget about rubbing one out, we've got dinner to make," Sean said.
"But it was your fucking idea to watch the video!" Porter said.
"I didn't say it came with a jerk off. Help me unpack," Sean said as he got out of the vehicle.
Jeremy followed suit, stepping out into the chilly mountain air. The cabin was a lot nicer than he had thought. It wasn't some old four-walled log house: it was modern in style, like something Frank Lloyd Wright would design. It looked spacious as well.
"Aw, sweet!" Porter said as he climbed out. He brushed his long hair behind him. "Pretty fucking upscale, huh?"
"Yeah. Guess Sean's dad is loaded," Jeremy replied.
"You don't go through med training for ten years and live in a shack, fellas," Sean said from the rear of the SUV.
Porter glanced down. "Hey Jeremy, I didn't know you liked the mountains this much."
"Huh? Oh," Jeremy said, noticing his erection through his jeans. "Well, these are where you'll find the biggest tits in the world."
Porter chuckled, rubbing his own member. "God, I could cum right now if I had like a minute."
"Guys, come on!" Sean yelled.
They all crowded around the rear hatch and each gathered their fair share, then made their way to the cabin. The interior of the house framed the same design as the exterior. There were many acute angles to the ceiling, off-white paint on the walls, and large windows. The living room had a large U-shaped couch facing a fireplace, which was below a huge 90" TV.
"Welcome home," Sean said as he entered the open kitchen behind the living room. "Somebody get the chicken out, we've got a lot of cooking to do."
"And drinking," Addison said, dropping the cooler down by the refrigerator.
For the next hour and a half, they prepared their meal for the evening. Jeremy himself had gone through seven beers by the time they sat down and actually ate. To go with the chicken, Sean popped open a bottle of his father's ten year-old port, with which they all thoroughly enjoyed.
When dinner was winding down, it was right around nine o'clock. Sean went to make sure the Jacuzzi was heating up as the rest of the guys found their rooms. They all met back in the basement, where there was a poker table set up. As they all sat down to a few rounds, Christopher pulled out a slender bottle of Johnnie Walker. "Alright, assholes, I want this all gone by tonight!" he laughed. Sean busted out the glasses so they could drink while they played.
By this point, Jeremy was definitely feeling the alcohol. He could tell Porter was, too. They always seemed to be the lightweights when it came to drinking. But they didn't let it stop them tasting Gold Label for the first time. The bottle went empty right around eleven-thirty, and the last round finished around twelve in the morning. Jeremy could then tell that everyone at the table was enjoying themselves. Sean was the first to stand up.
"Whoa, a little too fast there," he said, grabbing the table for support.
"Pussy can't even hold his liquor," Danny laughed.
"Shut up. Who's up for the Jacuzzi? It should be like a hundred degrees in there by now."
"I could go for a nice dip," Christopher said, gathering the cards.
"Well, get your trunks and let's go!" Sean yelled. He led the way as they all swerved and swayed back to their rooms to change.
Jeremy ripped off his long-sleeved shirt when he reached his room. As he began to take off his pants, he noticed himself in the mirror above the nightstand. Jeremy immediately stood up and flexed. He absolutely loved the way he looked since he'd packed on so much muscle. There was a light dusting of hair over his chest and abs, but that didn't get in the way of showing off how cut he was. His biceps were at the point where the practically jumped whenever he moved.
Smiling, he ripped off his underwear. His dick was standing at full attention. He playfully slapped it against his lower abs a couple of times. Jeremy had trimmed up his bush and shaved his balls the day before. His nuts felt so smooth as he passed his hand under them.
Jeremy rifled through his bag and took out his trunks. He pulled them on, tucking the tip of his dick into the lower half of the waistband so his hard-on wouldn't show. He went to meet the others on the back deck.
Danny was in the living room tying his trunks when Jeremy came through. He whistled. "Check out this heartbreaker," he laughed.
"You're ripped yourself, big fella," Jeremy said, slapping Danny's ass.
