Through the Tents

Through the Tents

I was camping with several other couples though I was the only single one having just broken up with my girlfriend. It was the first night and I overheard John and his girlfriend talking in the only other tent that was near mine.

She was complaining not too softly, "Another role-play, like when I wore a red wig and you called me Mia?"

Hearing that, I was pissed that they had role played John fucking my girlfriend, even if she was now an ex.

John answered Kathy forcefully, "Yea, it'll be fun and spicy. No harm to anyone. It's an old tent. I'll just go outside and stick my dick through this rip. I can pretend it's a random girl sucking my penis and you can pretend you're sucking on an anonymous guy's dick."

They got quiet and I don't know what they said next, but I surmised that she was upset. In a minute I heard John get up and cross the campground toward the bathrooms.

On impulse, and out of spiteful revenge, I snuck out of my tent and stuck my dick through the rip into their tent. Kathy gave an exasperated sigh and exclaimed, "You know, you can be a real jerk, Johnny! But she took my dick into her hands and sucked me off anyway. She wasn't the best, but it was a fine blowjob and it gave me satisfaction for what they had done to me.

The next night I heard them arguing again, "What? Again? You didn't even have the decency to wash your dick last time and now you still want to keep up with your twisted little games?"

I couldn't hold back a little smirk as I realized my dick must have been disgustingly unwashed last night. After all, no one showers every day when camping. Then I had a twinge of regret for what I'd done. Maybe Kathy was just a victim here. Maybe this was all Johnny's fault.

Then John turned mean, "Come on Kathy. It's no big deal. I'm gonna go wash and when I get back I'll go to the hole. It'll be fun. Just do it and don't be a whiny little bitch."

I considered going to the hole again but didn't want to push my luck. Besides, I hated John, not Kathy.

A moment later I heard Kathy at the entrance to my tent. She was practically begging, "Phil, can I come in? Johnny's being a royal ass and I can't stand the sight of him right now. I'll just put my sleeping bag over here if you don't mind. I won't bother you at all."

"Sure, Kath. Actually, I'll go sleep in Johnny's tent so no one talks."

"Really, Phil. You don't have to. And I'm kinda afraid to be alone out here in the woods."

"It's alright. Johnny can be kinda jealous. It'll be better if I go. Maybe you wanna go bunk with Sheila and Terry?"

"Well, if you change your mind, I don't bite. And no one would think anything happened. They won't even know I switched tents."

Next door, I dropped my sleeping bag where Kathy's had been, then lay down to wait for Johnny so I could explain where she went.

It wasn't more than a minute later that I heard John at the hole. "Kath...? Come on Kath, don't be a baby. Just suck me off and we can put it all behind us." I'd forgotten about his plan.

Then he got me pissed again, "You know you give the best blowjobs in the world. Better than Linda or Mia. Just get the fuck over here and do it already!"

I didn't know he'd ever hooked up with Linda. Furthermore, I had been dating Mia long before he'd ever met her!

I felt bad for Kathy too. To have to live with the knowledge that her boyfriend was having sex with other girls. Why didn't she dump his ass? Especially with how he treated her. If she were my girlfriend I'd do better.

I dwelled on how Johnny was being a class A dickwad. Then I had an evil thought: he hated anything gay. If he ever thought a guy had touched him sexually he'd freak out. I couldn't ever tell him, but secretly I would know.

I got up on my knees in front of the hole and took hold of his dick gingerly. To me this would only be a moment of sexual experimentation. Something to cross off my bucket list.

I held its stiff shaft wondering where to start. I thought about how I like it when a girl builds up to it with gentle caresses first. Or loving kisses on the head. But that's not how Kathy had done it.

I got right to work. I sucked that hog into my mouth and started sucking the life out of it from the get go. He was already hard as a rock and the way the canvas wall of the tent moved he rocked back and forth into my mouth a little.

It didn't taste bad. It wasn't uncomfortable. If anything, the faint flavor of soap was the only objectionable part.

I sucked and sucked, licking at the head, I bobbed up and down, and basically copied anything Kathy had done. All the while keeping one hand wrapped around the base to keep it from going too far. Not because I feared it going too far, but again, that's how Kathy had done it.

I wanted to try a deep throat. I was tempted to stick my tongue in the piss slit. I would have done the corkscrew maneuver like Mia used to. But again, Kathy had done none of these things.

His cockskin was silky smooth and the pole fit in my mouth pretty nicely. Sometimes there were little dribbles of sweet precum that promised a delicious ending.

But he didn't last long. In fact my first ever blowjob was over in less than five minutes. It was a new experience for me. Not altogether bad. I only wished I could tell Johnny and see the grossed-out look on his face. But it had to remain a secret.

When he came there was a flood of sperm which was neither bad nor tasty, it was just there. Actually it was disappointing that it wasn't stronger one way or the other. He gave a little grunt and I expected him to thank me like I always thank girls who blow me. But all he said was, "See? I told you so."

I turned to get back in my sleeping bag then realized that Johnny would come into the tent any second now. I dashed out of there, running around the tent and into my own in a flash.

Popping my head back into my own tent with Kathy she asked, "Is that you, Phil? Or Johnny?"

I assured her it was me and she said she was thankful for me coming back to protect her.

We lay there in our respective sleeping bags when I broke the silence within the first second, "Why don't you just dump him?"

Her answer revealed an anguished heart, "I don't know." Those words hung there for a minute. Then she added, "I'm gonna do it first thing in the morning. Break up. As far as I'm concerned I'm a single girl again starting right now."

I was glad, but was at a loss for what else to say. Should I congratulate her on making the right choice, or console her for losing a relationship even if it was bad?

She made up my mind for me. Rolling over Kathy planted a firm kiss on my mouth. Lips mashed. Tongues intertwined. And spit was swapped. It was amazingly fantastic.

Then she pulled away, giving me an odd quizzical look. With a whimsical smile and a sing-song voice she proclaimed, "I know your secret." In the semi darkness I wondered if she was judging or accepting. Did she know I'd stuck my dick through the hole yesterday? Were our cocks that very different?

I played dumb, "You do? My secret? What'ya think you know?"

That you just sucked off Johnny through the hole. I heard things that made me suspicious, though I doubted myself. But now that I taste his cum in your mouth I know for sure.

I wanted to hide. "It's not what you think. I'm not gay. He just made me so mad...the way he treated you...and you know how he's homophobic..."

I turned away, starting to say, "I just wish I..."

But she finished the sentence for me, "...could see the look on his face!"

She understood. She totally got me. Then she kissed me again fully on the lips, "Mmm, tasty." Her hand massaged my package. "I just love the taste."

We made love quietly that night. But the next day things really blew up when she officially broke it off with Johnny.

He ranted and screamed at her and just maybe would have been violent if it weren't for the other three couples all watching the break up.

Just before he left he was acting all cool like nothing fazed him when Kathy whispered something in his ear. He stopped dead in his tracks and looked over at me with an expression of utter horror on his face. I'm glad I got to see it after all.

Johnny ran out of the campground never to be seen by any of us again.

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