Brenton zipped Seth's tent behind him. He stretched as the morning air washed over him. If was fresh and cool compared to the humid heat and overwhelming, yet exciting, scent of cum within the tent. There was no one around so Brenton let himself air out a few minutes. Even now, after such satisfying sex, the excitement of being naked outside the tent and the movement of the air over his body was causing him to grow hard again. He picked up his boxers from the tree branch he had tossed them on before he had rushed in on Seth. He hoped someone had walked by to see the boxers hanging there and then heard the intense man-sex that was occurring in the tent. He pulled on the boxers; his hard manhood kept pushing its way out of the fly. Once he was safely packed away, he strolled off in the direction of his campsite.
On the way back to his tent Brenton saw Bradley coming down the trail. It was clear he was on his way to take a shower. Bradley was a few years younger than Brenton, but had been coming camping with them for a couple of years now. He was a little shorter than the other guys but still about average height. When he smiled, which he was, the smile could take up half of his face. His joy with life was infectious. As Brenton continued to walk toward Bradley he couldn't help but enjoy what he saw. The eighteen year old was the perfect ordinary guy. He played electric guitar as a hobby, didn't work out, but ate well, and was very active. His overall appearance was one that screamed nerd, but most people couldn't look past the sexy charisma his shy nerdiness failed to cover.
Bradley had a mop of black hair, a kind of grown-out bowl cut. The tousled look to his hair was permanent and part of his appeal. His high cheek bones and vibrant eyes were drawing Brenton in to that beautiful smile. Bradley was wearing a very short pair of boxers that covered, barely, everything that should be covered in public. They were tight to his body, his manhood hidden but the shape clearly visible as it was pressed tightly between his body and the boxers. He wasn't shy though. It was fairly obvious to anyone that knew him that they were not his boxers. He had the legs and arms of a tennis player, which made sense as it was his sport all through high school.
Bradley's green and white striped towel was laid around his neck. His bare upper body was smooth; he was naturally smooth and shaved everywhere that wasn't to keep a uniform smooth appearance. Besides his head there was no hair on his body. He liked it that way. Others liked it that way. While his abs were not defined the cut v-shape of his torso was incredibly inviting. His chest was firm but not muscular and his nipples were covered by the towel as it dangled from his neck. His skin was the color of polished ivory and was just as smooth to the touch.
As they grew closer Brenton's hard six incher was forming an obvious tent, elongate along his shaft and he made no effort to hide it. The white boxers clearly showed the leaking precum from his tip, the precum had made much of his erection nearly visible through the wet, almost see-through material. Seth's cum had hardened and formed a sort of glue awkwardly holding portions of the boxers to the area around the crack of his ass. His chest still had some dry patches of Seth's cum on it from when they had fallen together post orgasm. Brenton's body was still glistening in the sweat he had built up in the encounter with Seth.
They stopped when they finally reached each other. Brenton was the first to speak.
"So what's the deal with the boxers, they definitely aren't yours? Do I detect a walk of shame?" Brenton laughed the question to Bradley who looked back at him with a sly grin.
"Come on Brad; tell me why you're stuffed in that little pair of boxers." Brenton reached out and grabbed Bradley's cock through the material of the tight boxers. He gently squeezed it while waiting for a reply. Bradley didn't flinch.
"Yeah, I grabbed the wrong pair from the tent I was in last night." Bradley watched as Brenton used his other hand to pull his own hard cock out while he continued to manipulate Bradley through the increasingly tighter boxers.
"The couple in the next campsite invited me over for some drinks after I came back to my site last night. They were pretty wasted and all the sudden she just pulled down her boyfriend's pants and started sucking him off, right in front of me. I went to leave, but she asked me if I wanted to stay and join them. I thought I should go, but then she offered to let me fuck her. Before I knew it we were in their tent and I was fucking his girlfriend while she was sucking his dick."
Brenton dropped his boxers and pulled down Bradley's as well. He walked right up to Bradley and hugged him. Their two erections were pushed upward and Brenton ground his body into Bradley's. He whispered into his ear.
"Keep telling me the story. You're making me very, very hot."
With a gasp, Bradly continued. He told the story as Brenton passionately kissed the nape of his neck and continued grinding.
"I was getting pretty close to cumming and her boyfriend was clearly getting uncomfortable. She noticed and I know she was getting off on it. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and told him that if he made out with me for a few minutes she would let him take over the fucking. He didn't think twice and leaned in. So I started kissing him, he wasn't very into it, but soon we had our hands all over each other and I was still fucking his girlfriend."
Brenton dropped to his knees and held Bradley's five and half inch cock to his lips. The slender circumcised cock was hard as a rock. Brenton licked the slit of the engorged cock head. A string of precum formed between his tongue and the cock as he looked up at Bradley. Naked and erect on the trail to the showers Brenton paused only to say "keep going." Brenton opened his mouth and swallowed Bradley's cock to the balls, licking it, sucking it, and massaging it with his lips. Brenton slipped two fingers into Bradley's hole and pumped them in and out as the story continued.
"So, oh god. Yeah." Brenton's fingers slowly explored Bradley's moist, warm hole.
"We're making out and he stops and begs her to let him fuck her, he doesn't want some stranger to cum in her pussy. I'm licking his chest and long before this I had pulled his cock from her mouth so I could work him with my hand. I'm still fucking her and I know he is uncomfortable to be so turned on by me while I'm nearing the point where I'm gonna cum inside her."
"Oh fuck yes Brenton." Brenton had quickly switched to slowly licking Bradley's taint and taking his balls into his mouth one at a time. A third finger had entered Bradley at the same time. Bradley's balls were drawn up tight, he was close to cumming as Brenton swallowed his tool again.
"She acted so disappointed in him and upped the game. She tells him he can fuck her only after he cums in my mouth while I'm sucking him off. He looks at me, he is definitely not into it. He asked me if I'd really be into sucking him off, I think he was hoping I would say no and put an end to it. I told him I never wanted to suck a hot guy's dick more than I did right then. He was shocked but he relented. So there I was in a tent and I'm going down on this guy's cock, like it is the last one I will ever get, and his girlfriend is there fingering herself while his hard cock is getting close to shooting."
"Oh fuck! Brenton you give such good head." Bradley's hands were on Brenton's shoulders. He was braced on the shoulders of the animal man he had been with so many times before. He was balls deep in Brenton's mouth. He was fucking Brenton's willing mouth now while Brenton finger fucked him with one hand and jerked his own cock with the other.
