Our Camping Buddy

Summer hiking in New Hampshire had become a new hobby. Paired with camping we were really becoming outdoorsy. Frequenting a bar in Franconia, we had quickly made new weekend friends and in particular a couple: Molly and Jack. Molly was short, petite and blonde - the physical opposite to Jack who stood at 6'3" with dark short hair.

Molly and I planned a weekend for the four of us to get off our usual trails and see something new. "I'm dying for a change," Molly sighed. "Ask Jack. I've barely been interested lately. It's gotten so bad he's watching porn every night," she confesses to me. Lowering her voice further "and you know what? I think he's watching MMF threesomes. He left the browser open and I caught a look."

I pretend to act shocked as she waits for me response. But immediately I started wondering how I could get Jack alone with you and me. I had seen his cock once before - an accident coming out of the outdoor shower - and I hadn't stopped thinking about it since. "You'd love it daddy," I confessed one evening while stroking you slowly. "He's absolutely hung." I feel you get harder in my hand but don't let you cum until you promise to help me suck him. Thinking about his thick cock inches from your mouth puts you over the edge and you explode all over my hand - moaning loudly for the cock we're going to share.

The next weekend comes and I get a call from Molly. She feels terrible but she has to cancel. Her niece needs a babysitter and she couldn't say no. But Jack is still dying to go so she asked if we wouldn't mind him third wheeling?

I turn to you and pretend to ask - knowing we were about to have the hottest weekend. As I continue to talk to her, I start tracing my finger up and down along the length of your shaft, turning you on and getting you hard. We can both barely wait.

When we arrive at the campsite Jack is already there - shirtless per usual, his basketball shorts hanging low on his abdomen. A slight trail of hair and a muscular v hinting at what was underneath.

After we set up our tent we set out on a day hike. Jack is elated - free from Molly he's a whole different person - flirting with me and even making passing remarks about how strong you look and how hot our sex must be.

I make a show at every break - bending and stretching to show off my ass and tits for Jack to see. We both notice him adjusting his shorts. While I'm walking ahead of you he turns to you and apologizes - he's been looking at my ass all day. "Yeah me too you say," and he loosens up. "Thank god dude. I didn't want you to think I was creeping on her or anything. Molly just hasn't been in the mood in awhile and I'm desperate man. All I do is watch porn," he laughs. "I'd do anything for a sloppy wet blow job," he groans. You tell him you don't want to brag but you get one every night. "You're a dick," he jokes. "Now all I'm going to think about is her lips around your cock."

"If you want to think about my cock dude I'm not going to stop you," you say half joking half serious. He laughs and we begin the decent back.

When we reach camp we relax over dinner with a few beers. The sun sets and stars rise and it's reaching bed time.

Jack has been sitting close to me around our fire pit. I put my feet up on his lap and tell him I'm chilly. Uninhibited by wine and beer, I tell you both I'm going to bed. "Jack it's going to stay cold tonight - don't be a stranger if that tent gets too icy for one."

I enter the tent and beckon you to follow.

Jack stands up and says, "Dude I swear to god I'm so horny that if I hear you guys fucking tonight I'm going to jerk off listening."

"Well hope you brought lube then," you say chuckling.

"Come onnnn you're killing me," he whines- his bulge beginning to grow.

You head to our tent and we snuggle up into our sleeping bag. Not more than 10 minutes go by when we head the zipper of the tent opening.

"So uh... I got cold." Jack mumbles - his hard dick visible through his pajamas.

"Lay between us just to warm up," I offer, sliding over and letting him in between us. He lays on his side - apologizing for how tight the sleeping bag is for three people. I wrap his arm around me- my ass against his hard cock. Your cock against his ass and growing harder by the second.

I start gently stroking his arm - running my fingernails softly against him - working my way slowly down to his leg against mine.

You know I've started touching his cock when you hear him moan "oh fuck yes please." You get harder - pressing your now throbbing cock against his back.

I unzip the sleeping bag and instruct you both to lay on your backs. I remove his pants first slowly and leaning across him, remove yours too. He starts stroking himself quickly.

I grab his hand away and tell him to let me take care of that. I lean over his cock on all fours. Taking the length of him in my mouth you hear me hum with pleasure. I reach up and begin stroking you.

"Daddy," I whisper hungrily, "look at his cock. Feel how big he is." I guide your hand to his dick, huge and wet from my mouth. You can't believe how it feels to hold another man's cock in your hands. You instinctively squeeze him in your palm and he lets out a deep moan. "Fuck yes," he mutters "fuck yes, please don't stop."

You begin stroking him slowly - his pleasure visibly mounting as he begins to hump your hand rhythmically - my tongue gently swirling the tip of his huge cock.

"I can't last that much longer," he stutters. "If you don't stop I'm gonna-" you squeeze the base of his cock as I swallow the rest of him whole. He couldn't finish his sentence before he started cumming and moaning into my throat.

When he finishes, I turn to you, his cum still dripping from my lips. I grab your cock "cum for me daddy," I command and twist my hand around you, up and down until you're shooting ropes of cum across the sleeping bag, collapsing in ecstasy.

"We gotta do that again," smiles jack. We both nod breathlessly in agreement. Next weekend was going to be just as much fun.