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Waking up John still was sleeping nude next to me. The smell of coffee brewing. He was so sexy, and with last nights first kisses, along with losing my virginity to him I was getting attached. So young at 18 but now more experienced, yet I knew that right now we'd have to get up, to have breakfast with the other scouts. Did I want it again? Yes! While sore a new sensation of desire made itself aware, and I wanted him. Looking at his shaved cock and balls, oh yes we all are born with an oral fixation. Junkie like I moved closer, but as he awoke, I heard the scoutmaster shake our tent. Normally it was a funny way to wake us up, but wasn't exactly desired right now.
John woke up and turned red, as we both had gone to sleep nude, but finally crossed the path past handjobs and feeling each other up. He gave me a sexy grin, and then a kiss. "Let's wake up, but let's get back to us," he whispered. Both of us were hard and ready to pounce, but we were the senior and assistant patrol leader. Getting our shirts and shorts on, and flip flops, it was certainly instant coffee time. That plus the energy drinks we had. Also unbeknownst to our adult leaders weed. Mr Miller got us to get the scouts started on camp flags, and for once we were going to get a reprieve. We could go on the ten mile hike we had done multiple times, or due to other established scouts and adults showing up, we could stay at camp. As 18 year olds we were considered adults, and John's eyes said exactly what I was thinking.
He looked even sexier with that unkempt dark brown hair, and those almond eyes, with those pink lips would be mine. That was the first time I had kissed another guy. Also my first time bottoming, and it was love immediately. Hard as a rock I imagined him naked, as today I was going to blow him before taking more initiative. He had changed me in the last 12 hours to a bucking bronco, and I needed him as quickly as humanly possible. He spanked my ass playfully when no one was looking, which got me worked up. Somehow we managed to say goodbye to the hikers, and as we shared puffs of his improvised bong, we kissed with passion unhinged. In the tent we were, and I kissed his lips and our tongues danced for each other as the mating ritual we now understood. So much hot labored breathing, sweat, and increased heart rate led to our shorts and shirts being off. Our cocks inside our underwear nudged together, and French kissing, I took his off.
Without giving him the option I pushed him to lay down. His hard cock was erect in my hands, and feeling it pulsate made me delirious. He moaned as I palmed his balls, and soon my tongue licked the side of his penis. Then in my mouth. He was catatonic and couldn't do anything, as I made sure my tongue covered teeth, and took him in as much as possible. I absorbed him naturally, and as I sucked his balls, that musky and salty taste was in my nasal passages. Control was mine, as he moaned and rolled a little bit, and I loved how his manhood felt inside my cheeks. The slurping noise was awesome, as was his sweet precum filling in my mouth. Candy like I went down on him more, until he pushed me away, and got on top of me.
Tongues connecting his wet penis on mine, he soon went down to my magic spot. Oh wow he brought those pink lips up, and completely deepthroated me. Never had I felt this experience. The excitement factor was more than words can describe. Yes my dick was bathed in his hot wet mouth, but my nerves all over were lit up like Christmas trees. All over I felt a sensation. Bliss but also desire, as I wanted him in me. He must have sensed this, because as he vacuumed my cock, his lubed fingers went in. I almost screamed. Delight of the highest order. So wanted him and I finally just decided to make him lie down. Hopping on his hard penis, I slid down as he held my waist. Oh wow this was amazing as now we truly were connected. Kissing him I know he liked my cock and balls bouncing on his abdomen.
Oh it was surreal. Floating on clouds but that girth and bulbous head let me know the reality. At one point I was gasping, because my tight ass just couldn't take it anymore. By turning around, looking the other way, I could control the movements more. Playing with his balls underneath me, he held onto my waist as we fucked like animals. Heat in the tent was real. Up and down and then up, down and just literally clinched on with all I had. His legs were become rubbery. Grabbing my own hardness, I told him "bend me over baby."
As he sodomized me, my cock got hard. That spongy prostate was getting some TLC. I loved how he would penetrate me, and his balls were on my buttocks. It wouldn't be long. Turned on I started to touch my cock, and as he swung in, the match lit the striking element. Howling with guttural pleasure, I literally shot a load of cum across the entire tent. So much emptied out, and as my breathing became less labored, I knew the inevitable. He was going deeper and so turned on, and the smell of sex and my sperm permeated the tent. Thrusting more I heard him howl, as he shot his thick hot load into my bottom. Oh wow it was so powerful and long lasting. My ass chiseled with his creamy ending, we panted like horses after a ride of trepidation and more. Kissing and laying together, we were definitely becoming more of an item. We had it all. I loved how he held me, as we kissed, and his DNA leaked from me for hours.