I get Pumped While Camping

By Terry Green

Published on Feb 27, 2021

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When my friend Dave invited me to camp with him, I was ready as it was that nice time of autumn. Not too cold to go tubing, but at night crisp air, with the leaves about to go through their annual changes. As the call came in on my cellphone, I had been bored all weekend, and I asked him what to bring. "A sleeping bag, and if you can some Bacardi Rum." "No problem." I knew that if we got the buzz going on, we'd have a wonderful time, as the last occasion he really did light my fire. We had known each other since elementary school, and now in our mid twenties, it was great to have a bisexual friend with benefits. There always was "that tension" there, and I had gambled right, when I went for it years ago by playing with his cock when we were at his folks house in high school. It had started innocently enough, with some weed and booze, along with watching porno movies. Yet as the scenes for hotter involving lesbians scissoring each other, I put my hands down his shorts and he absolutely loved it. Seeing him smile, also playing with my penis, we mutually jerked each other off to massive climaxes. Ever since then our friendship had grown, and we really got a lot further sexually than massaging each other off. Now I was quite often his bottom bitch, because even when Dave dated a woman, he'd still be pounding my ass every time he got a chance. Sure I could have wanted a monogamous relationship, but understood my role, and was quite okay with it actually. The man knew how to turn me on, and I absolutely looked forward to bending over for him, as the price of being loved by him was worth it. Dave was fun company, whether his big penis was penetrating my male g spot, or if we were out doing an outdoor activity with a group of good people.

A quick drive to the liquor store, and hustling my camping supplies, took no time at all. Dave gave me a nice kiss and hug upon arrival. I knew what was coming, and his blue eyes danced mischievously. His tent was on the shoreline, and I put my sleeping bag in there, and the astroglide, as I knew that would be needed. He was so sexy. At 6'2 and 200 pounds of chiseled muscle, no shirt on, if no other campers were close by those nipples would be in my mouth. For now we had to keep things on the "up and up," as the tubes were ready to go. I was getting turned on as he was wearing his blue bathing suit, and I could see the outline of his hard cock. He had told me he hadn't cum in days. I was happy to hear this, although sorry his bitchy Karen like girlfriend wasn't putting out for him. Her loss, my gain.

We took the bus to the tubing drop off spot on the river. There weren't many people on board, and Dave smiled, as I snuck my hands on his inner thighs in the seats. He was hard. Oh yes and his eyes gave me a look, which that smile, that let me know I was going to get it. A few minutes later we were on the river. The water levels were low, so it was calm water, and we could see bluegill and other small fish just below our feet. An osprey was the most impressive sight, diving down at a high speed and pitch, to grab a fish with his talons and fly away to eat. There were turtles on logs, and the sun was bright, but the dog days of summer were over thankfully. We saw some other people tubing down the river. One older guy had a Labrador playing fetch with a stick. It was fun to watch, but admittedly I had other thoughts in my perverted mind. Looking at Dave I so wanted him, and he told me, "after dinner you're going to get nailed." This made me more steamed up, and I gasped hearing him say this in his deep voice. As no one looked he breathed into my ear which always turned me on, and did figure 8'a with his hands on my neck.

Dinner was delicious. We had tin foil dinners, and even enjoyed some peach cobbler from the Dutch oven. Dave was the ultimate chef, as that's what he did professionally, and it showed even with primitive equipment. Our site was isolated by the sun setting, and soon our mouths were connected in passionate kisses. Regular kissing followed by tongues dancing in tandem, and our shirts were off. This was then immediately a swimsuit zones to the ground zone, as Dave rubbed his cock on mine. Oh yes frottage always made me hot. We drank some Bacardi and kissed more, the flavor of watermelon on our lips. Precum oozed out of my penis, my balls ached, and I almost screamed in pleasure as Dave grabbed my ass and held my cheeks so fiercely. He moaned as I touched under his cock with a finger, moving to his hanging big balls, which were sensitive and showing signs of indeed being full.

What a great lover. He felt me up too and we kissed with more intensity. I couldn't take it anymore as soon he pushed me on the table, and got down on his knees, taking my sexual organ in his mouth. Oh wow his lips were wet, with his saliva going up and down my shaft. Soon the feeling became even more scandalous, as his fingers probed my prostate, taking me to a level of bliss rarely encountered. "Fuck me Dave, do me baby." We kissed and soon we were in his tent and the lubricant was in and around my hole. His cock glistened with it, and I felt him push through me initial resistance with ease. Oh yes he was inside me. I had a man inside me, and I bent over, and felt him pushing in further. His hands were on my hips, and I could feel his sweat and heart rate increase, as he made me his bitch right there.

Kidding and being penetrated were incredible. Oh my eyes rolled up, and soon I moved with him, and was riding him. We kissed with vigor, and my balls were on his tight abs. Oh yes he held on to my hips, and his hands eventually scoured my legs and feet. It tickled but was jaw dropping. My hands held on to the sleeping bag as the pressure was increasing. Kissing, fucking, the clicking sound of him inside me were a huge turn on. The heat was felt, I could smell his cologne, as my cock exploded hands free. It felt so good how he wiggled inside me. Soon he did the same, filling my ass with what felt like gallons of his man juice. Oh yes he screamed as we both felt the seismic like event, and kissed all night as the breeze came by in a pleasant manner.

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