All day the feel of eyes on him had pricked at him making him sweat rivers until his costume stuck to him everywhere. He moved to his tent to peel the fabric from himself. Inside he breathed a sigh of relief. His relief did not last long as the feeling of not being alone assalted him. Before he could even get out a word he was grabbed from behind by a strong pair of large hands. A soft wet tongue caressed his ear before a horse voice whispered into it.

“Need help?”

One of the large hands moved down his costume to the crotch and grabbed him roughly. Despite the fear and trembling he could feel himself harden. A soft laugh came from behind him as the obviously male pushed him to the bed in the dark tent. Falling face first he had no time to react before having his costume stripped from him with lightning speed. He whimpered as he was roughly handled by the powerful man. By now he had guessed who it must be and a feeling of excitement mixed with shock and shame ran through him.

He sucked in a sharp breath as the massive man pulled and sucked and licked at his dribbling erection. Breathly moans and wet slirping filled the inside of the tent. Dimmly he was aware of one of those massive hands probing at his entrance. Sweat slick it didnt take much for that finger to breach him. Crying out he nearly leaps off the bed. Holding him down the large nude man laughs and pumps his finger in and out harshly. Squirming and breathing raggedly he twists and turns not sure if he wants more or for it to stop. He digs his nails into the mans shoulders when another finger goes in followed ouickly by a third.

His mind goes blank as he feels himself getting close. Laughing harshly and muttering “Little baby man can’t come yet”

Grinning evilly he leans an bites the smaller man panting and whimpering on the bed on the shoulder marking him as his.

Crying out and gripping the larger mans powerful shoulders he goes breathless as the fingers are removed and a very large hard cock is shoved inside him quickly.

Stilling for the briefest moment the large man begins to pound into the man below him in rough sharp nearly violent strokes.

Squirming and nearly howling with tears streaming down his face it isn’t long before he’s coming in long sticky ropes covering them both.

Undone by the quivering clenching ass he’s burried in, Bruno roars out his completion filling Banjo with his seed.

For awhile neither move held in that post orgasm haze. Bruno pumps into Banjo afew times to see him squirm before pulling out and collapsing next to him.

To stunned and tired Banjo lays there in shock at what just happened.

Deciding it would wait til morning he shuts his eyes and just as he falls asleep he feels bruno pulling him close and murmur sleepily “My baby man”