I was in the middle of a pasture. Me, him, and six girls. He and I were covered by a sleeping bag. His hand runs up the length of my thigh, under my shorts. I catch my breath when he finds what he’s looking for. My cock grows in his hand, while the six girls around us talk about I don’t remember what. He scoots closer to me, grabbing my hand and leading it to the denim of his jeans. He kisses my neck and throws the sleeping bag completely over us. The six girls haven’t noticed, they’re still talking. He slides my shorts down, puts his lips around my dick. I can hear him fumbling with the button of his pants, the unzipping noise. Again he grabs my hand, leading it. The six girls have finally noticed and they start laughing. What’s going on? Nothing. They get up and  walk further out. We strip our clothes, and he pulls me on top of him. Spits on one hand and lubes up. I can feel it between my thighs, he scoots me and I feel it  between my ass. He pushes his hips up, kissing my neck. Telling me it’ll be okay, but it’s gonna hurt at first. His dick head is in, and he says it won’t go all the way unless he does something. I say okay, he rams me. Pain, just shooting all over. I say I’m fine. And he fucks me, and it feels amazing. This foreign sound escapes my lips. Moaning and grunting and thrusting. Sweat drips off his body. His breathing gets quick. Can I cum inside you? Is it safe? Yeah. Okay then. He rams me a few more times and let’s out an almighty moan to go along with what’s rushing out of his cock.