He Didn’t Know It Would Feel So Good

He never considered his ass for anything other than waste disposal. Now he realized that it felt as good as rubbing the head of his cock. 
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He wasn’t sure why he did it, but somehow he just had to get the better of Darren, and if stuffing a fish full of sinkers to win a competition was going to get him there, well he was willing to take the risk.
He just couldn’t overlook the smug little comments anymore, the subtle little one-upmanship that Darren always seemed to carry on with. Sure he was good-looking, toned, constantly working out and always had a hot girlfriend on his arm. Just because he was also smart, kind, funny…did that make him better than anyone else?
If only the sinker hadn’t rolled out the damn fish’s mouth right at the crucial moment, showing everyone he’d cheated.
His attempts to make light of it had fallen flat, and the guys had mostly just looked embarrassed for him and walked away.
Darren and Mark had both just looked at him shaking their heads, before turning and walking away. “C’mon guys, it was a joke!” Mortified, Tom tried to mollify them. “Don’t get all cut up about it, I was just fucking around!”
Tom followed them back up to the house, dejected but hopeful he could win his way back into the circle. The seven guys had come away for a week away, staying in Mark’s family’s cabin in the bush near Lake Bluestone.
They’d been here 2 days already, so another 5 days being ostracized was not high on Tom’s list of desirable outcomes.
They’d been planning this trip for more than a year now. Trying to coordinate work rosters, girlfriends – even kids for a couple of them – so they could get away for a week had proved nearly impossible, yet...