A WEEKEND AT CAMP STUD
I woke up with a thrubbing hard-on. It was one of those ichy, splitting hard on piss hard-on that made me want to garb my cock and whack it raw. And would have to if I wasn'tt sharing the tent with three other guys, If I started working on my boner I would surely wake them up and that would be a fucking embarrassment.
If Randy had woke up and caught me if would be so bad ,Hell Randy and I jerked off often enough.Randy would razz me about it but I could live with that In fact I had even enjoy Randy's teasing but being caught by Randy's father or by my own father! Talk about embarrassment I couldn't live with that.
I rubbed my eyes yawned I didn't know what time it was but the faint daylight coming from outside made vision just possible inside tent.
The tent was supposed to sleep four men but there was hardly room for three let alone four. I found myself on my left side just about kissing Randy who laid on his right side.
I watched Randy sleep feeling his breath on my face, smelling it, inhaling it.
I could kiss him I thought and he wouldn't even know it. He might have wake up but then I would pretend to be asleep and he'd think he'd dream he'd dream he'd being kissed.
I toyed with the idea awhile then gave it up I realized suddenly that I might not be the only person awake maybe his dad laying behind him was awake too and watching himGod if Dad saw me kissing Randy what would he think.
Randy's nose twitched and he mumbled somethingin his sleep. I moved back slowly realizing that my on breathing had cause Randy's nose to twitch Randy sighed then mumbled again shifting his body It was only when Randy moved that I realized he was being held by his father.
Mike's Muscular harms was draped over Randy's slim nude body his big hand resting on his son's lower belly, Randy's prick pointing towards his navel twitched against his father's hand Mike hand As Randy shifted again as if snuggling in his father's enbrace Mike hand slowly wrapped around Randy's teenage cock his gently tightening. I couldn't believe what I was seeing Mike as naked as his son , was pressing up against Randy's backside embracing his son as he held is son's rampant cock.
Mike's chin rested on Randy'd blond head and I looked up into the mans face Mike's eyes were closed a faint smile played on the man's lips he breathed like a sleeping man if Mike wasn't sound asleep then he was doing a darn good job of faking that he was.
Have they been sleeping like that all night?
I wondered Is Mike's cock hard too? My mind whirled.
Suddenly the canvas walls of the tent were closing in on me . I felt as if I was being smothered as if I was suffocating. The weather yesterday had being hot and muggy typical August weather and all four of us had shifted restlessly for a long while before finally falling asleep.
The night had cooled things down some, but there next to the lake the early morning air felt even soupier than it had the night before, we'd all slept naked ontop of our sleeping bags But I was still sticky with sweat and I could see a sweaty sheen on the two faces before me. The stuffy air of the tent reeked of male sweat an aroma that I usually appreciate but now for some reason I found overbearing I sat up slowly as quitely as I could and slid toward the the screen flaps My prick head tapped at my belly the foreskin had retracted almost completely off it's knob I had to grip my cock and squeezed a few seconds to make the piss burn stoped I unzipped the tent screen slowly and slid into the wet grass outside looking back intothe tent I was my dad stretched out on his back His huge cock throbbed rhythmically against his muscular abdomen his egg sized balls twisting slowly in their hairy sac.
As far as I could tell my dad was sound asleep I glanced at Randy and Mike, Mike was pressed up hard against his son's ass but Mike's prick was visible jutting up sideways between Randy's smooth asscheek and Mike's tight loins. I could see Mike's Prickhead seeing it so swollen and shiny was enough to tell me that Mike was as hard as Tommy and that Tommy's cock was as big as Mike's.
The muggy air smelled of late summer wildflowers. From inside the tent came the musky scent of sweaty male bodies. My Heart pounded for a moment I almost slipped back into the tent Then I quietly zipped the tent shut fighting the insane urge to crawl back inside.