After getting fucked by the two frat bros at his campsite, Josh spent the entire night feeling elated. Once he'd cleaned himself up a bit, he returned to the campfire to find the two men cooking some food, chatting, and generally goofing off. Clearly, each had really needed the sexual release: Their moods were remarkably better, especially in the way that they chatted with each other.
Of course, no one brought up their earlier activities. Josh tried to fit in to their conversations as much as possible, knowing it would take just one awkward moment to make the men remember that they'd just fucked another guy. But he also wasn't too worried. They had seemed genuinely chill, and confident enough in their masculinities, to know the difference between homosexuality and sexual desperation. They had just used his feminine ass, and he loved it.
As the embers on their campfire died down, the three men grew quiet. Each was smiling at the others, sitting on logs around the fire in just their hiking shorts. Patrick yawned loudly.
"I gotta go to bed," he said quietly while rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah, man, I'm getting pretty tired too," Nick responded to his buddy.
"Let's put out the fire then and call it a night," Patrick said to the others. Standing up, he lowered his shorts, whipped out his sizable cock, and pissed directly onto the remaining embers.
"Give us a fucking warning, bro!" Nick said jokingly as he watched his friend piss.
For his part, Josh didn't mind seeing Patrick's cock again. He loved how it was long and girthy enough that even with a big set of pubes, it looked intimidating. He was proud he had taken it.
Patrick laughed as he finished up, raised back his shorts, and went into the frat guy's tent for bed. "Night, Josh," he said gruffly. Shortly after, Nick joined him in their tent.
Josh took this as his cue to go to bed as well. After climbing into his tent, he removed his shorts and climbed into his sleeping bag naked. He could feel Nick and Patrick's loads still leaking out of his ass, which turned him on immensely. Soon, he was fully erect thinking about the way these men had pounded him that evening. He could still smell their musk, feel their sweat dripping onto his skin, hear their labored breaths as they fucked him in turns. He knew he would need to jerk off again before he could sleep.
Unfortunately, there was no way to move in a sleeping bag to prevent noise from being made. So to be discreet, he waited until he could hear some light snoring from the other tent to start. Every stroke of his cock made a slight sound as the slippery fabric rustled. But moving as carefully as possible, he began to finger his hole as he continued to jerk off. He was wildly horny as he played with their loads in his body, knowing they had mixed together inside him. He could feel the tension in his cock build, sensing an orgasm approaching...
Zip!
Josh heard the zipper open on the other tent, forcing him to stop immediately.
Fuck,
he thought to himself. One of them must still be awake, and probably heard him jerking off. Good thing he would be leaving first thing in the morning. He wouldn't need to see them again if he didn't want to.
But what happened next was the bigger surprise. He heard footsteps approaching his tent, and then the zipper opening up. It was Nick, who silently came inside the tent and laid down next to Josh. He was wearing only underwear, and smelled strongly of campfire smoke and sweat.
