“Are you having dirty thoughts? I can always tell, you know.” Charlie’s warm, sultry breath tickled my ear. “The good thing about sixteen year...old boys, I read somewhere, is that they can always get it up again.”I felt her topside hand snaking over my ribs then diving lower, trying to reach between my groin and Tiff’s tight little butt, trying to grasp me, feel me, play with me and guide me. Tiff moaned appreciatively.“My turn,” Tiff slurred sleepily as she hitched her knee up so she rolled. When we met on the cabin porch I was pleased to see that Patty was wearing cut off shorts that would have gotten her arrested in most public places. The legs ended at the bottom of the pockets, and still allowed half of her ass to hang out the bottom. And what an ass it was! Kelly, seeing me ogle Patty's ass, elbowed me hard and suggested we get on with the hike.Two hot, sweaty hours later we arrived back at the cabin. "Man, I could use a dip. I've got to smell like a goat by now!" I. The Limo driver said his name was Mario, and then he poured us some Scotch and turned the TV on. On the TV he had a bisexual porn flick playing. It was basically an orgy; everyone was doing everyone. Mario poured us another Scotch and down it went. Then he handed me a bottle of poppers, so I did some. I have to say that stuff works fast. Fuck was I horny! Mario was a chunky guy and didn't unzip his pants. He must have sensed I had no interest in playing with his dick. Since I wasn't wearing a. “Yeah, it’s a little stronger than the fine wines and double-malt aged scotch you’re probably used to drinkin’. But I tell you, honey, it’s damn good shit.” He grabbed the jug back from her and took a long pull. I honestly didn’t know how he could do it.We had all finished eating. Zeke got up and took the kettle back into the kitchen. When he came back out, he grabbed our bowls and took them out too.Ox looked at us and said quietly, “Zeke’s getting’ kinda drunk. He can get real mean when.