A bit further down the beach, there was another secluded spot. It was a bit higher up the dunes and provided a good view of the place where the girls were, which wasn’t quite important for Button Mash when he went to the beach with his best friend, Rumble.

However, due to the events unfolding in front of him, Button was now lying on the blankets with binoculars and an erection stretching his speedos uncomfortably.

“Are any of them gonna show boobs?” Button asked, his face red. He’d never thought he’d get turned on by watching the girls pee, but since it was a sunny day on the beach, watersports seemed kinda natural to him.

“At least they showed butts,” Rumble said. “That’s more interesting.”

Button shrugged and yanked the fabric of his speedos. “You’re only interested in butts. Speaking of, have you brought lube?”

“Of course,” Rumble replied. “I’m an optimist. I always have lube when going outside.”

“One’d think it’s pessimistic.” Button shrugged.

“I’m a bisexual optimist.” Rumble smirked. “Although it’s the last time I went to Blue Oyster. No more fucking random dudes I met in the club or online.”

“Oh yeah.” Button nodded. “I once went on a date with a girl I met via an app. It was fun when we played video games, but then it turned out she had a bigger dick than me.”

“And I almost shat myself waiting for the test results.” Rumble shuddered. “Dickgirls are definitely funnier than doctors.”

Button groaned. “Yes, but not when they beat you at Overwatch.”

“So your pride suffered before your ass.” Rumble chuckled, hugging Button. “At least I didn’t catch anything, so we can enjoy the view and each other.”

Button shrugged. “But no more fucking random dudes, okay?”

“Dude, I learned my lesson,” Rumble said. “I met some older dude at the bar some time ago and we went to his house to have a drink…”

“How many guys did you fuck before we met?” Button furrowed his eyebrows.

“Don’t play innocent, girldick enjoyer,” Rumble replied, flicking his hair. “He passed out after one drink, so I checked out his house. The whole place smelled like shit, so I just stole three hundred bucks, his jacket, and his watch, and ran away.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “Later I saw him on the news. Apparently the guy murdered seventeen dudes, kept their skulls at home, fucked their bodies, ate them, and all the fun stuff. If he didn’t grab the wrong drink, I’d be eighteenth.”

“Cool,” Button replied, feeling his dick twitch in his speedos. “Well, a bit creepy, but cool.”

“Yeah.” Rumble shuddered. “I found some weird meat in the fridge. Turns out it was the previous dude’s liver.”

“Did you taste it?” Button asked.

“Nah, I have that weird allergy from tick bites and I can’t eat meat,” Rumble replied.

Button chuckled. “Is this why you never swallow when sucking dick?”

“No, I just don’t like the taste, no matter how many pineapples you eat. And I didn’t eat the guy’s liver. But I did jerk off into the Tupperware. Presumably, my DNA is in the FBI's computer now.”

“Eww.” Button winced. “Can we stop talking about serial killers and guys who may or may not be poz?”

“Yeah.” Rumble looked at Button’s dick. “I think you’re already happy to see me.”

He stood up and took off his briefs, his erection dangling between his legs. Button also tossed his speedos aside and grabbed the lube from Rumble’s bag, handing it to his friend.

Rumble sat next to him, pouring the lube on his hand and started to gently massage Button’s dick as they kissed. Button moaned; Rumble poured some lube on his own cock and spread the substance on his hardening erection. He felt Button’s dick twitching under his slender fingers. Button got on his knees and bent over. Rumble smirked, slapping his ass.

“Hey!” Button exclaimed. “What am I, a piece of meat?”

“Better,” Rumble replied, planting a kiss on Button’s ass. “I can’t eat meat.”

He poured lube on Button’s tailbone, letting it drip down to his anus; Button shuddered, feeling the cold substance crawling on his skin. With his usual precision and grace, Rumble stuck a finger up Button’s ass, lubing him up. Button gasped in surprise, but he looked back and smiled at Rumble, who kept fingering him.

“I need something more in my ass, you know,” Button muttered as Rumble’s fingers teased his sphincter while his boyfriend jerked him off with his other hand.

“Say no more, amigo,” Rumble replied, grabbing his lubed-up dick and positioning himself above Button’s ass. “Also, you sound gay.”

“I am gay,” Button said, moaning when he felt the tip of Rumble’s dick prodding against his anus.

“Not homosexual gay, internet gay.” Rumble sighed and grabbed Button’s arms to gain leverage.

“You mean dumb?” Button groaned, trying to relax his muscles. The tip of Rumble’s cock slipped past his sphincter, spreading the walls of his anus. “Oof!”

“Yeah, but also gay.” Rumble pushed his hips forward, his ballsack slapping against Button’s cheeks.

“Dumb gay?” Button grabbed the blanket with both hands as Rumble started to fuck him.

“Homosexual dumb.” Rumble shrugged. “You need to eat more fish.”

“Is that some metaphor I’m not aware of?” Button asked.

Rumble groaned; he enjoyed the feeling of Button’s muscles twitching around his cock, but this boy could be dumb sometimes. “No, I mean it literally, you moron. What the hell is your problem?”

“You’re fucking my ass,” Button said. “I assume everything is a metaphor.”

Rumble shook his head and grabbed Button’s arms, pushing his hips forward. His dick hit Button’s prostate hard, sending waves of pleasure up his spine. Button gasped, dropping face-first into the sand while Rumble continued to fuck him mercilessly. He spat out the sand and took a deep breath, his cock twitching; Rumble’s each move sent a tingling wave to his balls as he felt the pressure increasing.

Rumble slowed down, giving Button time to get his bearings and stop himself from cumming too fast. The sharp jolts of pleasure turned into a steady stream, slowly increasing in intensity. Button moaned quietly; precum was pooling in the sand under him, the smell driving him insane.

“You good?” Rumble asked.

“Mhm,” Button replied, gritting his teeth.

“Good.” Rumble pulled back, his cock almost slipping out of Button’s ass and rammed his hips back into him. Button yelped in pain which soon turned into a moan of pleasure as he shot a thick load of cum across the sand and collapsed into it, his cock still twitching as Rumble kept on pounding on his prostate, holding him down as Button turned into a sobbing and gasping mess.

“Did I fuck you silly again?” Rumble asked, holding back his own orgasm. “Hope you’re not going to eat your own cum again. It’s already disgusting without sand in it, and now it makes me think about the FBI.”

Button muttered something in return and looked up, freezing suddenly; it wasn’t just because Rumble just came, sinking his fingernails in his back and filling his ass with his seed. Button gasped and inhaled in pain, but the true surprise was a pair of feet he saw in the sand in front of him.

They were small and rather cute, with pink toenails and dark skin, adorned with a lot of freckles. Button blinked, admiring the perfect proportions of the toe length and the smoothness of the heels. Then he looked up, at brown legs with more freckles, with seawater trickling down. Finally, his gaze reached the completely wet blue swimsuit and he saw that the girl in front of him was more on a chubby side, with wide hips and boobs the size of Chinese “weather” balloons. Her green eyes looked down on Button and Rumble as she smirked playfully, her short, wet hair sticking to the sides of her head.

“‘Sup, faggots?” she asked. “Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna tell no one.”

“No problem.” Rumble was the first to get his bearings, pulling his cock out of Button’s ass and getting back on his feet. “I think everyone knows already.”

“Oh yeah, Apple Bloom mentioned you two are degenerates.” The girl smirked. “As if her sister wasn’t a huge lesbo, and her brother…. Name’s Babs. I’m Apple Bloom’s cousin.”

“Rumble,” Rumble said, fixing his hair.

“Button Mash.” Button winced. “You came in my ass! I wouldn’t let you do that if I knew I’d have to talk to someone.”

“I’m sorry for him, he’s stupid. Especially after he cums.” Rumble rolled his eyes and kicked Button.

Babs chuckled. “I’m a teenage fag hag from Greenwich Village, I’ve seen funnier things than that. Ya ever woken up in a bed with two trannies on shrooms? Fun times.”

“No,” Button replied.

“Yes,” Rumble said. “I think we ended up at the same party once?”

“Man, I have no idea, I’m usually high as fuck.” Babs furrowed her eyebrows and looked at Rumble. “Did we fuck before, pretty boy?”

Rumble shrugged. “I vaguely recall being one of the trannies on shrooms. Earlier that night, I spilled juice all over my clothes and I borrowed a dress from some nice girl.”

“What?” Button winced.

Rumble blushed. “It seemed like a good idea at the time. Then another nice girl gave me shrooms.”

“Little Red,” Babs replied. “Don’t trust her, she has a bigger dong than your little friend.”

“Little?” Button exclaimed.

“Shut up.” Babs chuckled. “Bigger than some wildebeests at the zoo.”

“How do you know wildebeest’s dong size?" Rumble asked.

"My health insurance company had questions." Babs looked down at her body. “Anyway, I just saw some girls peeing, then I had to pee my pants, and now you two made me moist again, so I’m gonna ask a question. Are you, like, total butt pirates, or do you fuck girls too?”

“I do,” Rumble said.

“Good choice.” Babs smiled. “See, I fuck boys, girls, and anything in-between, ya know.”

“I never fucked a girl,” Button said, blushing.

“Ooooh, we have a gold star!” Babs smacked Button’s shoulder. “Not bad. Not bad at all.” She turned towards Rumble. “If you want to have a ride too, pretty boy, go and take a swim in the sea.”

Rumble raised his eyebrows. “Is that some New York slang?”

Babs groaned. “No, I just want you to wash your dick. I know where it’s been.”

“Right.” Rumble nodded. “I’ll be right back.”

“Take yer time,” Babs said. “I’ll have to have a chat with our gold star.” She smirked at Button, who trembled, suddenly feeling very naked. Babs looked at his flaccid cock and pulled down her swimsuit, revealing her enormous boobs.

“Huh,” Button muttered.

Babs chuckled. “I’d say your blood is already going from your brain to your dick, but I can’t see the results yet.”

“He’s just that dumb!” Rumble exclaimed from the water.

“Okay.” Babs approached Button, rubbing his skin with her boobs, seemingly by accident. “What’s up? Never been with a girl before because they don’t like you or because you’re actually a faggot?”

“P-plenty of girls like me.” Button blushed. “I just prefer guys.”

“Mhm.” Babs nodded, removing her swimsuit the rest of the way and revealing her large, freckled butt and a small tuft of hair above her pussy; as Button noted, she was rather plump, but with quite a lot of muscle under a layer of fat. He was pretty sure she could break him in two. “Do you like it?”

“Sorta,” Button replied, blushing when Babs embraced him and looked at his cock.

“Well, I don’t think he noticed yet.” Babs rubbed Button’s dick with her hand, making him shudder.

“I just came, you know,” Button said. “This may take a while.”

“Oh, worry not.” Babs licked her lips and dropped to her knees. She grabbed his dick with her mouth, slowly sucking on it while cupping his balls in her hand. “Hmm… Do you like it?”

“It’s still a bit sensitive,” Button replied, his knees trembling.

“Good,” Babs said, giving his dick another lick, catching the last droplets of cum from his last orgasm with her tongue. “All the gay dudes I know say guys do it better, y’know. What do you think?”

“You’re pretty good.” Button moaned when Babs sucked his cock, caressing the sensitive skin with her teeth.

“Homo and a liar,” Babs muttered, slapping his ass. “You’re not even a bit harder.”

“I said it may take me a while.” Button blushed even more. Babs stood up and embraced him, pushing him into her freckled boobs.

“You’re cute,” she said, kissing him on the lips. “Relax.”

“You just sucked my dick!” Button winced.

Babs laughed and kissed him again. “You also suck dicks. Your argument is invalid.” She kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth.

Rumble chuckled, watching them from the water. “Is he being stupid again?” he asked.

“Yes, but in a cute way,” Babs replied. “Have you ever thought about making a femboy out of him?”

“Constantly!” Rumble exclaimed.

Babs looked at Button. “Wouldn’t take much. A dress, make-up, longer hair, and he’d pass better than all the trannies I know. His mother wouldn’t recognize him.”

Rumble shrugged. “I don’t know. I met his mother and she immediately realized I’m fucking her son.”

“Mom knows?” Button winced, trying to free himself from Babs’s grasp.

“Of course,” Rumble replied. “And after we had, umm… a test ride…” He smirked. “She says you have a good taste.”

“Motherfucker, I’ll get you!” Button exclaimed, running towards Rumble. Babs tripped him, causing him to fall face-first into the cum-stained sand.

“Good,” she said, pointing at his dick. “Let the hate flow through ya.”

“What?” Button asked.

“Your lightsaber activated once you got mad at him.” Babs tackled Button, pinning him to the ground, and poked his erect cock. “See? Was it me or the thought of him fucking your mother?”

“Both!” Rumble exclaimed. Button flipped him off, but couldn’t do much more as Babs’s powerful thighs pinned him to the ground, giving him a good view of her pussy.

“Lick it,” she said.

Button’s eyes widened. “W-what?”

Babs sighed. “You’re lucky I already peed my swimsuit or else I’d go right on yer stupid face. I want you to taste pussy, so you get a whole experience, ya get it?”

“Yeah.” Button gave Babs’s pussy lips a half-hearted lick.

“Go deeper,” Babs said.

Button obeyed, sticking his tongue deeper into her fleshy folds. The taste of her pussy wasn’t quite unpleasant, but he still winced at it slightly.

“That’s better,” Babs purred. “Now, ya need to go slightly up… Can you feel this?”

“Mhm,” Button muttered.

“That’s my clit,” Babs said. “Since you found it, you’re already better than half the dudes I ever slept with and you’re a virgin faggot.”

Rumble emerged from the water and stared at Button’s struggles. “Are standards really that low?”

“Ya ain’t got no idea,” Babs replied. “Those who fuck the worst are the first to talk about babies. One moron even knocked me up once.”

“And what did you do?” Rumble asked.

“I took a shitton of drugs and went skateboarding,” Babs replied. “I nailed a Jesus flip, then I shat myself and almost bled out. The doctor said a skateboard axle got permanently embedded in my uterus like a thrasher IUD, so you can fuck me safely.”

Button made a disgusted groan.

“Don’t groan, boy, it’s still better than being a gamer. Also, the metal detector girl at Newark Airport knows me by name now.” Babs said. “Also, you’re doing pretty well down there.”

Button muttered something that sounded like “really?”

“Really,” Babs replied, listening to the wet sounds and barely holding back her arousal. “But I really want to feel something bigger inside of me.” She got off Button’s face and eyed him with a smirk. “Time to take your straight virginity, so to speak.”

Button froze. Babs stood above him, giving him yet another good look of her small feet and powerful, muscled thighs, and slowly lowered herself onto his cock. He gasped as its tip touched her pussy lips and slid inside effortlessly with a wet sound.

Babs tilted her head. “Huh, I must be hornier than I thought.” She looked around. “Rumble? Where the hell are ya? I have an ass too, you know.”

Rumble stood above her and smirked, looking at her huge boobs and muscled body. “I’ll get the lube.”

“Good boy.” Babs lay down on Button, grinding onto his crotch and sticking out her big, freckled ass. She kissed Button, backing her hips off almost fully before slamming them back onto his dick.

Rumble squeezed the bottle of lube and rubbed his cock as Babs pinned Button to the ground, choking and kissing him; her hips moved at a steady pace as she wrapped her legs around him. Rumble positioned himself above her; she stopped moving for a moment as he spread her cheeks, pouring lube between them.

“Get inside,” Babs muttered. She inhaled sharply, feeling the tip of his dick pressing against her sphincter. It eventually gave way and Babs screamed, now wonderfully, insanely full. Button’s cock was sending her pussy into overdrive, but it was almost nothing compared to Rumble’s enormous dick penetrating her backside in a mix of pain and pure bliss.

“You’re tighter than Button,” Rumble said.

“Shut up and fuck me, you faggot.” Babs panted. “In fact, both of you fuck me right no– oooh!” she screamed when Rumble retreated his cock before slamming it inside her with full force. Her stomach twisted and her pussy tightened around Button’s dick. She took a deep breath, her mind trying to come to terms with the wave of pleasure caused by getting right inside of the gay sandwich.

Tears flowed from her eyes when she came for the first time, her legs giving up and causing her to collapse on Button with the full weight of both her and Rumble, who nevertheless never stopped fucking her tight ass.

“You okay, Babs?” Button asked when another torrent of warm juices poured onto his balls. Instead of a reply, Babs bit his shoulder hard. He almost didn’t feel the pain, overwhelmed with both pleasure and hope that the combined weight of Babs and Rumble wouldn’t suffocate him.

“Holy shit!” Babs exclaimed, panting. “One more orgasm and I’m gonna shit myself!” She turned back to Rumble and smiled sheepishly. “Metaphorically.”

“I hope so,” Rumble replied, slapping Babs’s ass. “Button had an… incident once.”

“Hey, we agreed not to talk about it ever again!” Button shouted. “Besides, it’s a really bad moment to bring this o– aargh!” He moaned and twitched, cumming right inside Babs, who smirked, feeling his cum shooting inside her.

“You’re getting straighter when you’re angry.” Babs turned to Rumble. “Your turn, dude.”

Rumble panted. “I’ve been edging myself for a while, but if you wish...” He grabbed Babs’s shoulders and pushed harder, making her scream as pain hit her ass for the last few moments before he finally came, his semen leaking out of her and seeping into the sand. Babs took a deep breath and they both collapsed on top of Button before rolling off of him on the ground, where they lay, panting.

“That was fun!” Babs exclaimed. “I pissed myself again.”

“Eww…” Button muttered, looking at the moist sand he was lying in.

Babs laughed. “Don’t worry, you can pee on me anytime you want. Just don’t go for the hair.”

“Maybe later,” Rumble said. “What else are we gonna do with such a nice day?”

Babs shrugged. “I don’t know, but if my friends didn’t entice my repressed cousin into a lesbian orgy, I’ll be fucking disappointed.”

Author's Note

I have an idea for a third chapter, but this may take a while.