For the next four days heavy metal music filled most of Alex's waking hours. It was angry and loud and distorted. He skipped the occasional tracks on Spotify that attempted metal's version of compassion (Disturbed's cover of Sound of Silence in particular) and preferred songs with minimal lyrics. His head banged. His head avoided thought.
To add to his misery his cock was doing too much thinking and not enough banging. He whacked off once, the night he got back from his trek in the woods with Steve; well he almost whacked off. It was going along just fine. He had imagined Kim's pert breasts and pouty lips but then she grew a beard and he forced himself to stop. He didn't make another attempt.
Kim finally snapped him out of it.
"Hey, summer's almost over and we haven't gone camping yet," she said eagerly.
Alex gave a weak 'yeah' but it got his attention. Perhaps a night or two of camping is just what he needed. He lost his virginity with Kim last year when they went camping; it was an awkward affair but he lost it nonetheless.
Fifteen minutes later he tapped his phone and reserved a spot at Bunganut Campground not far from Portland. Kim snuggled up to him, happy his funk was gone, and they binged watched 'Arrow'.
When Alex and Kim showed up at Bunganut on Wednesday afternoon, Bill and Jeanine, their best dating friends, were already waiting at campsite B19.
"Bill," Alex said trying not to sound too surprised, "what you guys doing here?"
"Um - well - we're camping," Bill answered as he walked up to greet his ex-soccer teammate with a bro hug.
"Oh, it's so great you guys could make it," Kim shrieked as she bounced out of the passenger seat and into Jeanine's arms. The girls hugged more passionately than the boys and Alex caught Bill jeering at the girls as they bounced together in skimpy summer wear.
"I didn't - didn't know you guys - that you were coming," Alex stammered to Bill.
"Oh? Kim asked us last night. She didn't tell you?" Bill responded awkwardly sensing Alex didn't want them around.
"Yeah - see - the thing is," Alex offered, "our tent is kind of small - it's really only large enough for two."
Bill lit up in a broad smile. "Oh man, don't worry about that - we brought our own. I figured, - sure, you guys want some privacy." and he slapped Alex on the back.
Alex figured Bill wanted some privacy as well. He smiled back.
Alex picked campsite B19 for its seclusion. It sits at the end of the dirt camp road and the back of the site faces the lake. Plus, Alex knew that no one had reserved B18, the spot next door, and he was looking forward to being alone with Kim and the stars. But now there would be four around the campfire.
"Oh, OK, perfect," Alex said. Bill winked at him. He turned to get the gear.
Alex and Kim set up their tent in record time while Bill and Jeanine struggled. Alex stepped in to help the less experienced campers and before he knew it Jeanine abandoned the effort and joined Kim in their tent to change into swimsuits and Bill became distracted trying to catch glimpses of naked legs, fleshy asses and small tits. He left the pounding of tent stakes into the ground to Alex.
Alex was about to shout to Bill to come and help finish when he looked up and found his friend with his back to him half naked. Bill had just removed his shirt and his hands were busy smearing sunscreen on his shoulders. Then Bill dropped his shorts and a pale set of white ass cheeks almost blinded Alex. He dropped his hammer. Bill stepped out of his khakis and quickly stepped into his swim suit. It was not as small as a speedo. It covered the upper part of his thighs. But it was just as tight and it hugged his ass and upper thighs with skin tight black and blue lycra.
Bill turned around and Alex quickly looked away and grabbed his hammer off the ground. He took a misguided swing and struck his thumb. "Fuck," he shouted.
"You OK?" Bill asked stepping over.
"Yeah, just slammed myself with -" Alex turned to find Bill's crotch just a few feet from his head. The material outlined his 'package' with remarkable accuracy. Alex jerked his head away and plunged his swollen thumb into his mouth. The sucking relieved the pain.
Bill laughed a little then knelt down, "Here, let me help." Bill finished hammering the last two stakes into the ground while Alex watched. It became clear to Alex that the next two nights might not work out like he planned.
Bill stood up and gave Alex the hammer. "I think this one's yours."
"Yeah, thanks," he mumbled with the thumb still in his mouth. "I guess I should go change."
On queue the girls stepped out of the tent in skimpy two piece suits that did great justice to their summer colored skin and youthful bodies. As Alex ducked in the tent he snuck an appreciative glance toward Kim. She caught the glance and giggled. Inside the tent Alex stripped and looked down at his erection. He closed his eyes and tried to will the hard-on to shrivel and was rewarded with partial success. He slipped on his baggy swimming trunks and joined the threesome outside.
"OK," Bill said as Alex emerged through the flaps, "let's hit the beach!"
Alex waded into the water first and was up to his waist before Kim called him back a few feet. She threw her arms around his neck. "Cold water! You're warm," was all she said through chattering teeth and he walked her into the deeper water. He felt her goosebumps and smelled her coconut suntan lotion. She clung to his back while he did the breaststroke. She was his cape and he was her superman, keeping her warm and afloat. Problem was, Alex didn't feel like a superman.
Bill threw a foam football their way and the four began an energetic game of catch and keep away. It warmed their blood as they moved about in the water. Bill dunked Alex. Jeanine dunked Alex, and Alex attempted to tackle all three. Slippery skin met slippery skin. Bikini's came partially undone eliciting shrieks and giggles. Bill almost depantsed Alex and when Alex tried to return the favor Bill's skintight number slipped through Alex's hands like a slithering eel. At times they were a tangle of arms and legs. Alex wasn't sure who was turning him on, but he was turned on and glad he was waist deep in water.
Like puppies they nipped at each other in playful delight. But it wasn't simply play. They established the social hierarchy of their little pack of wolves. Bill was the clear alpha; in complete control and able to withstand any attack. Oh sure, he went underwater a few times as Alex or Jeanine embraced his torso and wrestled him off of his feet, but it seemed to Alex that Bill was playing with them because when he wanted to, he stood firm.
Kim was at the bottom of the pack. She was picked on by everyone, and at one point Alex had to step in and protect his girlfriend from a double attack as Jeanine and Bill sandwiched her body between theirs and attempted to push her to her knees and submerge her under the water. Her scream of fear and delight got the attention of the other swimmers - and of Alex. Bill reached down and grabbed her ankles to tackle and dunk the girl but Alex stepped in and positioned himself in between Kim and Jeanine. Kim reached out to grab her Clark Kent.
The two men pulled Kim's extremities causing her body to float on the water. This gave Bill a clear view of her ass as it bobbed on the crystal surface. Kim held on and pleaded with Alex to help in that 'I know this is a joke but it's not funny anymore' kind of look. Bill laughed at Alex as he struggled. Alex tried to stare the alpha down but it didn't work and Bill didn't hide his appreciation for Kim's butt cheeks as they glistened in the sun. He made googly eyes at Alex that made him look perverted and sexy at the same time. Alex struggled more to no avail and then Kim slipped out of his grip and Bill pulled her away to the deeper water. In a show of mercy he did not dunk the puppy and simply let her go. She swam back to Alex. "My hero!" she said sincerely.
Back on the beach the four laid back on towels and dried off in the hot summer sun. Just as Alex was falling into that glorious half sleep of a summer sunshine nap he heard him. He looked up just as Steve and two other men were splashing their way out of the water and walking up to the beach a good thirty feet to Alex's right. Alex sucked in his breath.
"Hey, how 'bout I run out and get some lunch?" Alex heard Steve tell the other two. Alex may not have felt like superman but his spidey senses were highly active and he caught their every word and every gesture.
"Nah, Fred brought some chicken salad," another masculine voice added. "It'll be ready in a few." The other two equally chiselled men walked to a tent almost right on the beach leaving Steve to dry off on his beach towel.
