"Ike, come on," sighed Kyle, "we've told you to slow down like five times already. You know not all of us have a stride length of ten nautical miles."
Ike looked annoyed but still stopped and waited for his friends to catch up. "Okay, okay, Metalface," he said. An unexpected change from last night was that he had a new nickname for Kyle. "We're looking for a place to rest anyway, so it shouldn't matter if I'm a little bit ahead."
They'd been walking for a couple of hours already and Kyle has been trying to get Ike to stop for a lunch break. Trevor didn't really need to rest just yet, but he figured it was as good of an idea as any.
During the hike, he had some more time to admire not just the surrounding nature, but also the work he'd done on his friends. Ike's plump balls looked like they were made to be cupped in Trevor's hands, and Kyle's piercings and ink suited him surprisingly well. The clothes Trevor had materialized for him were partly intented as a joke, but he did look nice in a four-sleeved crop top, although his booty shorts were less of a success — his stick-like legs a sorry sight, especially compared to his four enhanced arms.
Trevor was shaken out of his thoughts when Ike announced there was a clearing nearby where they could eat and rest. They got out their sandwiches, water bottles, and a thermos of coffee, and had lunch as they sat on a fallen tree, which didn't seem to bother Ike despite his nudity. Still, as soon as he was finished, Ike got up, put his backpack back on, and announced he was ready to go.
"What happened to resting?" said Trevor.
"Yeah man, we barely sat down and you're raring to go. You have too much energy for your own damn good."
"You know," Trevor said with a mischievous smirk, "I have an idea for how to get rid of his excess energy. I'm sure you'll love it," he added to make sure Kyle goes along with it. He whispered his plan to Kyle, earing a couple of enthusiastic nods and a quadruple thumbs-up.
"Jesus, guys," said Ike, "it's not like you couldn't stand to be more active. Whatever childish shit you're planning will just tire you out more."
Saying nothing in reply, Trevor went around behind Ike, while Kyle came up to him from the front. "Oh, you'll enjoy what we have in stock for you," Trevor said. He cupped Ike's butt cheeks in his hands. "It'll be great for all of us."
Ike swallowed hard. Kyle ran a finger down Ike's chest, then flicked his nipples. Ike shuddered.
"How does it feel when I do this?" said Trevor, moving his hand towards Ike's crack and pressing his thumb next to his hole. "Good?"
"It feels... good..." Ike's dicks were rapidly growing erect. "But I don't know if this is a good idea..."
"Oh, it's the best idea. Besides, everybody knows you're a total subby bottom. You love when we push you around." The stone in Trevor's chest glowed as he ran his thumb over Ike's rim, earning a desperate moan in reply. Kyle was now rubbing both of Ike's pecs with his lower hands. He reached his upper arms to cup Ike's face, then stood on his tip toes to kiss him. Ike whimpered into Kyle's mouth.
"Just a couple of good friends having good fun," said Trevor as he crouched behind Ike and spread his friend's cheeks. "Doesn't have to be gay if you don't want it to be." He dragged his flat tongue across Ike's hole. Ike yelped in pleasure.
Kyle broke the kiss and started maggaging Ike's pecs with all four hands, sometimes pausing to suck on his nipples. Trevor worked his tongue into Ike's tight hole and rimmed him carefully. The huge man was shaking with pleasure, his legs starting to give out under him, and after another minute or two he came, spraying jizz over Kyle's stomach. His friends stopped pleasuring him and watched him collapse to all fours, dicks still spurting out small streams of cum. They smiled at each other triumphantly.
Ike took some time to catch his breath. "Fuck guys," he said. "That was... I'm gonna need a minute to get myself together."
"That was the plan, big guy," chuckled Kyle. "I'll go find some leaves to get all this jizz off of me."
"Leave it," said Trevor absentmindedly. "It's good for the skin." It was hard to tell now that Kyle's shorts were a mess, but Trevor was pretty sure he saw a wet spot of pre-cum on his crotch.
After an extended break, the boys were ready to move on.