All read in first person by Crackers:

Part 1:

I had just arrived at the campsite and felt sweaty and dirty after the six mile hike through the forest. Slowly I walked to the cool waters of the lake and began to to remove my clothes, leaving nothing on but my luscious red tidy-whities. Into the waters I swam and I could feel the cooling sensation between my legs. It hadn't been long until Alex, my O.O. trip leader came over to the water's edge.

"Hey, Crackers, how's the water?" Alex asked, though his mind seemed somewhere else.

"Not too bad, Lumberjack," I replied casually.
I eased out of the water and felt the sensual rivulets pour off of my body, exposing my red underwear for Alex to see. Instantly Alex checked out my glistening body before his eyes glued to my manly regions.

"May I join you?" Alex asked with pleading doe eyes.

"Sure, babe," I remarked. My eyes slid over to the sun and as I turned back Alex was in the water without his clothes. At first it was just childish play, but soon Alex was getting touchy and rough. "Careful," I whined, but then Alex wrapped his bronzed arms around me.

"Stop using your sweet and innocent voice with me, big boy. I know you want it." I tried to struggle from his grasp, but he was too strong.

"Want what? Let go of me..." I growled, having one arm escape his grasp. But then Alex whipped me around so my back was to him, feeling his hot breath tickle my neck.

"I've got a surprise for you..." Alex whispered in my ears with hunger. I chose not to respond because I was creeped out. "I'm not wearing anything," his words entered into my ear causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. Unable to overpower Alex, he greedily ripped my underwear off and pulled me back in ecstacy into the warm embrace of the lake. And that's when I experienced love for the first time, leeches and all. After the brutal time with Alex, I quickly swam to shore and grabbed the rest of my clothes. I ignored the pleas for more from Alex and hid within the safety of the forest to put my attire on. Suddenly a figure appeared and I gasped, knowing my experience has yet to begin...

Part 2:

I stared face-to-face with Peter, his bandana slightly askewed and his piercing eyes boaring into my soul. Without a word he pulled from his pocket a chocolate covered granola bar and gave it one dramatic chomp before sliding it back into his pants. "Hey, Crackers," were his only words to me, his expression like that of a wild animal. I didn't respond, only reached up to fix his bandana and felt his shining expresso colored hair between my fingers. After my experience with Alex it almost felt natural. Then Peter's firm and experienced hand grabbed mine, an awkward moment passing between us. I felt him guide me from his hair and slowly down his suculant neck, gracing tendrils of his long locks as he gently forced my hand across his flawless, masculine chest. As I lost myself in his smokey blue eyes I hadn't realized my hand had reached his yearning manhood. I found myself wanting more, even though Peter wasn't as well endowed as Alex. Gently I began to tug at his zipper, causing his hungry member to burst forth like a raging dragon. Unable to control his urges, he threw me over his shoulder like I was a damsel in distress. My own tension began to grow against his burly shoulder. Peter responded by rushing forth through the masses of trees and thickets of bushes. I couldn't pay attention to my surroundings, only my glorious knight. When we reached the cave he threw me down on a bearskin rug; I was worried when he swiftly pulled out a knife from his pocket and skillfully slashed my clothing off. Down Peter came onto me and kicked my trusted comb away from the shreds of my pants. He realized what it was and gently picked it up, brushing it through my curls. A calming effect washed over me until he rapidly thrusted into my bruised, violated body. I couldn't contain the scream escaping my sore lips. Suddenly a twig snapped behind us, and I looked up only to gasp...

Part 3:

There was Noel, his mysterious and chocolately eyes landing into mine. Mmm, I'd like to sip a warm cup of HIM on a cold winter's night. With his well-toned arms he slammed Peter away and snatched up my victimized body, carrying me out of the homely cave. Without warning he firmly pressed me against the side of the cave and dragged his warm and moist tongue on my shoulder to my neck. The sensation gave me thrills and I moaned out his name. It was quickly drowned out when our lips met. I felt a spark between us, knowing it was true love. Hungrily I parted his lips wiht my tongue meeting his. Fiercly they battled. Eventually Noel pulled away and deftly undid the drawstrings of his swimtrunks, caressing his exotic abs. I reached out and pulled myself into Noel's warm embrace giving him another passionate kiss. He greedily bit my bottom lip and dragged his tongue against my tender flesh. As Noel was about to climax, tentacles escaped my mouth and ensnared the unprepared Noel. The surroundings melted away to radioactive sewage, the entire place filled with a strong stench. Noel looked over and saw that Peter and Alex were trapped within tentacles.

"Crackers was my illusion to lure you into my lair. Prepare for tentacle thrashing!" Unable to resist the aphrodisiac of the radioactive octopus, they succumbed to hot, steamy, tentacle love. Slipperness and all.
As the cold air reached their skin, they realized that they were cuddling each other in a tent...Alex in the middle. Feeling awkward from the tension they start going at one another, making a love triangle that could never be forgotten.

From afar the octopus wonders when he'll get a chance like that ever again...

The End.