Steamy Tent with James

By Terry Green

Published on Dec 31, 2020

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It was good to be in the woods, with the scent of pine, and views that were breathtaking. Hiking by the river banks, James and I both decided to try fly fishing for awhile. We were both experienced with our Orvis gear, and we both hoped to land some trout for tonight's planned dinner. This was far from our first time camping, as we had already been multiple times, despite only being twenty one years old. We both had gone to the same high school, were attending the same college, and were something out of a Kenny Rogers song. "Daytime Friends, Nighttime Lovers." He was completely on the downlow, and of course I respected it, plus wow he had the to this day nicest penis I've had my mouth on. We had no luck on this particular day, but just getting our lines in the water was therapeutic. All the stresses of cramming for finals, internships, and everything else dissipated. We smiled about our luck, and continued to trek to our rugged campsite. After 15 miles hiking we were both a bit sore, but we both were so pleased to arrive. Our event planner had left us with plenty of food provisions, water, food, and set up the five msn tent with the inflatable mattress. Obviously he had no idea what would be bouncing on that, and both James and I ate so much food, along with drinking plenty of water. He looked so good with his blonde hair and blue eyes, his thin build 6 foot body, he was so damn sexy I had to have conversations with my penis to behave until we got there. Now we could be who we wanted to.

I started it. First my shirt, pants, shoes, and underwear off. James had a look of mischief on, and sure enough soon he was wearing nothing. He was so feminine, and as we kissed, I grabbed his rear end with all of my aggression. Admittedly I was very pent up, with full balls from eyeing his crotch all day, and he moaned as our tongues danced in the primal woods. "You know what I want to do," he said. Oh yes. His fetish turned me on as well. He wanted to put lipstick and nail polish on, to become the bitch I deserved. In a few minutes he had orange succulent lips and nails, and even put on orange leg nylons. His shaved cock was rock hard, and I grabbed him with my ripped arms, pulling him in for passionate ravenous kissing.

The scents of our bodies, the sweat of our passion. Oh yes it was a warm enough day already, and now here we were completely naked in a natural setting. I could taste his lipstick, and started to kiss his neck, settling on his nipples which hardened up in the warmth of my mouth. He was jiggling, and I put him on the picnic table, kissing and touching the area his pubes once were. He was smooth as could be, and I took his perfect penis in my mouth. I was attentive going up and down, slurping, and the precum sugary taste was delicious. James was moaning, as I couldn't get enough of his package, and his eyes got big as he looked down to see my slobber and his precum rolling down his shaft. He had the nicest egg shaped balls too, and I gave them lots of TLC, as I fingered his tight hole. James was near delirium. It was here where I knew I had him, and sure enough, he grabbed my eight inches of fun.

Oh yes his hands were so soft. I tensed up as I felt his mouth say hello to my erection that wouldn't stand down. Oh wow did he know what he was doing. He touched the area between my dick and balls to, sending signals of pleasure that rocked me from head to toe. I gently pulled on his blonde hair, and as he made eye contact with me, couldn't believe I landed this sexy stud who was sucking me off so damn good. He almost purred as I about screamed, as he just gobbled up my shaft, all the way down with no gag reflex whatsoever. The state of bliss, everything was spinning, and he put lube in his hole, and led me to him bent over the picnic table.

We were on it, as my feet hit the wood, and I grabbed his hips entering him. Oh yes his smooth back arched up, and I could see my penis slither into him. He moaned and the warmth inside him, and the noise of going in and out of him was sensory overload. What drove me crazy was he got up, lied on his back, and let me pump him on the table. His legs on my shoulders, I jerked him off, and within a few minutes as I kept drilling his g spot he came everywhere. That penis head of his was so good looking, and to have his seed everywhere, was a prize knowing I was doing him right. Flashes of ecstasy went throughout me. All of a sudden, I felt the sign as my balls tightened up. With all of my energy I hammered inside his rear end, cumming in what could only be described as machine gun fire with globs of sperm filling him up. We kissed as we watched it slide out of him, knowing that this campout, there was going to be outdoor activities that included my owning him in every way.

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