Leaping Lizard Camp
It's funny. My first gay experience happened on a campground whose name I can't remember. It is in the national forest between Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks. I think of it as Leaping Lizard Camp even though I know that is not the right name and I am sure I never saw a lizard.
It is a gorgeous place on the shores of Jackson Lake.
I had set up camp at a site by the lake at the end of a short spur off the loop. Mine was the only tent on that spur when I got there.
After an exploratory hike of a couple of hours I stopped at my area restroom and encountered two guys, both nude.
They were using the time honored method of taking a bath with an alcohol infused washcloth. I nodded hello and they returned my greeting. I noticed that both had semi-erections that may have intensified as I took my piss.
I left them to their ablutions and walked back to my tent.
I saw that I now had company; both of the other sites on my spur now had tents on them. The one closest to the circle did not have a vehicle by it; the one next to mine had a Lexus SUV by it. Apparently I had just met my neighbors.
Late that afternoon I left my tent and drove to a small settlement that had restaurants, marinas, and an inn. I went to a store by a service station.
I almost literally bumped into my camp neighbors as I walked in. We again greeted each other and walked through the store together as we chatted.
They introduced themselves as Roger and Roy and I introduced myself as Gene.
They were at the store because they had taken off on their camping trip pretty much at the spur of the moment and needed provisions.
I was there because I had decided that my picture postcard campsite merited a steak and potatoes dinner instead of my normal fare of Vienna sausage, sardines, crackers, and Ramen soup.
My outdoor cooking style was lazy.
I almost bought a fish filet but reconsidered when I saw that the store sold bait. I had a collapsible spin rod that could easily handle a dinner size fish. I finished my shopping spree with a twelve pack of beer and a can of peanuts.
"See you later," I told Roy and Roger.
"You already have," Roger said with a laugh.
I laughed too.
I had cooked and eaten my steak and potatoes and was on my second beer when they came back. It was dark enough to need a flashlight to move around but I had no intention of moving around so I had no lights on in my camp.
They had two bright ones on, one inside their tent and another in the back of their SUV. Apparently they had not unpacked when they had arrived.
I saw a couple head to the restrooms, a tall redheaded guy and a gorgeous blonde. They looked vaguely familiar but reminded myself that the odds of running into someone I knew where I was would be astronomically low.
The couple was our neighbors closest to the loop. There was a boulder between their tent and mine and I could not see it well from my tent
When they returned to their tent my neighbors went down. They stayed for a short time and they emerged soon. The shorter one looked around then ran to their tent, He was nude. The other one seemed to be clothed but my eyes eventually saw that he was carrying their clothes. He was naked too.
From where they were I doubted they could see me. My outline would have blended with the forest behind me. I was quietly drinking beer and eating peanuts as I sat on my chair with my feet propped up on the bench of the picnic table.
I was waiting for the moon to rise and light up the mountains.
The light at their car was turned off but the one in their tent was still on and I could clearly see their shadows as they set things up.
I could also see that they kissed often. Roger and Roy was a gay couple.
That did not bother me any as I had good friends that were gay and bi. I had seen guys kiss before.
I went down to take a leak and noticed that the other tent had a soft light on that gave its inhabitants visible shadows. The shadows showed that she was fucking him.
I had seen that a few times before and had concluded it was a form of exhibitionism, they knew they could be seen.
I did not feel guilty in pausing to watch. I heard her moan so I returned to my chair.
I had never seen one guy give another a blowjob until that night however. One of them, his shadow led me to think it was Roger, seemed to be trying to tie something to the top of the tent. The other knelt in front of him and slid a mostly erect dick into his mouth. A few seconds later the guy standing gave up what he was trying to do and began to caress the other guys head and face.
I was not too surprised to note that I was already stroking my cock; it was still hard since watching the couple.
I was surprised by how horny I had become and that I was ready to blow. I forced myself to stop and took my sweatpants off. I played with my cock for a while as I continued to watch the spectacle next door.
I heard the woman fucking her guy moan again. The guy standing turned his head towards the neighbors then leaned over and give his partner, Roy, a deep kiss. Roy resumed the blowjob at a more intense pace until I saw Roger obviously empty his cock in Roy's mouth.
That was all I could handle and I lost my load to the forest. I may have released a grunt when I did, as both figures seemed to turn their head towards me. They carried on a whispered conversation as Roger sat on the floor of their tent with Roy. I heard some laughter and saw more kisses. One of them moved the light and I assumed the show was over, but no, they placed it at their opposite side of the tent from me. I could now see large images of them in startling detail.
I saw Roger assume a hands and knees position. I saw Roy's fingers penetrate Roger's ass. A few minutes later I saw Roy slowly sink his cock into Roger's ass.
I was mesmerized, and horny again. My cock was up and my hand was keeping up with Roy's pace, slowly at first then building up speed. I could hear them.
I had just cum so I lasted longer than Roy did. I heard his orgasmic moan. Then I heard the orgasmic scream of the woman on the other side of their tent. I added my groan a few seconds later.
We were spent. I saw the guys kiss and get into their sleeping bags. They said good night loud enough for me to hear them. That was followed by a good night from the couple next to them.
I said good night too.
I had not noticed that the moon had risen and I had a world-class spectacle in front of me. The other spectacle had garnered all of my attention.
I finished my beer, pissed over my small embankment then went to bed. I slept well.
I was leaving the restroom the next morning when they came in. Like me they were wearing only a t-shirt. Like me they had partial erections. We said good morning and they asked me what kind of adventure I had planned for the day.
I told them that I had plans to rent a kayak and paddle around the lake for a while.
They said they were going to do that too then take a rapids excursion.
I told them my rapids adventure would be the next day.
I had not paid that much attention to them the previous day at the store but I noticed my original guess on their ages was way off. I thought they were close to my age. They were in fact over tan years younger than I was. They seemed to be in their late twenties. My fortieth birthday was two weeks away.
Roger had stayed by the door talking to me while Roy went in. We debated on the rapids outfitters for a while although we often took long glances at the others now very erect cock.
