Camping with the Boys

CAMPING WITH THE BOYS

“Grab us a beer love!” yelled Rod from the lounge room table,
I grabbed another 10 stubbies from the fridge and replaced the cold ones with some from one of the cartons on the kitchen table and took the cold ones out to the lounge where Rod and 9 of his best mates were playing their usual monthly game of poker.

The guys were in an even better mood than usual as they were also planning their yearly camping trip to their secret camping spot up in the mountains.

They all stopped talking as I entered the room and handed out the beers which only served to make me even more suspicious and curious.

For the last couple of years I suspected that there were some loose women involved as they never talked about where it was or what went on during their 10 days away but they always came back tired and extra cheerful.

It didn’t help that Rod and I had become a little distant lately and bedroom antics had all but stopped; I was frustrated and scared which I admit was also making me a little paranoid that he was seeing other women.

“I should come along and see what you blokes look forward to so much!” I said

There was a stunned silence from the room and a huge scowl from Rod before Shamus spoke.
“Sam, you do realise it’s a blokes week away, there are no toilets, if you want a crap you have to grab a shovel and go dig a hole and if you want a piss we just piss in full view of the others … our shower is just a piece of poly pipe hanging out of the only tree so everyone can see you naked in the middle of camp and if that’s not all we spend half our time naked swimming in the waterhole or laying around drying off … that’s half the attraction, we don’t have to worry about what the women think or see.
Personally, I wouldn’t mind if you came along but you would have to be treated like one of the boys or the whole point of the trip would be lost … but you would be a damned sight better to look at than these ugly bastards” he laughed

Shamus has had a crush on me since high school so I expected him not to mind but was surprised when all the others said in various ways that they didn’t care if I came along as long as I didn’t object to what Shamus had pointed out.

“Well if I do come along don’t expect me to serve ya’s like I do around here” I laughed, “I wouldn’t want to bugger up your trip so I would be just one of the boys”

Rod scowled even more and continued to give me filthy looks for the rest of the night.

Brett continued to flirt with me saying things like “I’d rather perve at Sams perky tits than your man boobs” to Jeff
“fwoar … just imagine that tight little arse bent over in the shower” when I bent over to pick up some empties etc etc etc.

I had the feeling that none of the guys except Rod would actually mind if I came along so what started out as a flippant remark by me had started to grow into a possibility in my suspicious mind.

I’ve always had a crush on Brett the ladies man so seeing him naked was also sort of appealing as well.

As the week went on Rod hardly talked to me and was stepping out of the room to make phone calls making me even more suspicious so on Friday night as he finished packing the 4WD I made up my mind to go but didn’t want to give anyone any warning, I quickly packed a bag and grabbed a sleeping bag “I think I will join you after all” and walked inside to grab my bag.

Rod growled “I’m not waiting around for you to get ready!”

I just walked over and threw a sleeping bag and a soft bag of clothes in the back and jumped in the front seat and said “I’m ready”

Rod didn’t know what to say and slammed the front door before driving off in a squeal of protesting tyres.

For the whole 4 hour drive he never said a word and was in a foul mood.

I had been regretting my hasty decision to come along as I had forgotten to grab most things I probably would need and had not paid any attention to where we were going until the lights of the 4WD settled on a small fire with a few scattered tents.

We said our hello’s and started setting up camp, no one seemed alarmed that I was there, it was then I realised we had been jolting and swaying over very rough terrain for the last couple of hours so I was going to be stuck here for the next ten days as it was unlikely Rod would drive the 4 hours to take me back home again.

Rod put up the tent not far from the campfire and rolled out his mattress and sleeping bag, I unzipped his bag to make a blanket then unzipped my sleeping bag to make the bottom.
The mattress was small so it was going to be a tight fit to get the two of us on it.

It was late and Rod went straight to bed so I stripped naked then threw on a long t shirt and joined him, he put his back to me and when I cuddled up behind him and put my arm over him he moved it off him and promptly went to sleep … this was going to be a bad week.

I woke and poked my head through the door of the tent to see Jeff on the other side of the campfire with an erection pointing straight at me … I was shocked speechless until he spoke “Haven’t you even seen a bloke with morning wood ? ”

I must have looked very confused as he explained “when a bloke needs a pee but he is still asleep his body creates an erection which put pressure on his prostate which blocks the urinary tract and he has to wait for it to go down before he can pee”

As if on cue a small dribble started and his erection rapidly dwindled and his stream strengthened until it appeared normal.

With a couple of shakes he was done and it was only then I realised he was naked and I was staring … I must have coloured bright red as Shamus and Brett giggled from their chairs at the side of the campfire.

James staggered from his tent in a pair of boxers and wandered over to stand at the same spot Jeff had been before pulling his cock out and letting it sit here in a half erect state while he stretched and yawned.

He started to pee then noticed me staring and tried to hide it and stop himself from peeing while the other guys started laughing uproariously.

“Remember the poker night? We all agreed to treat Sam like one of the boys” yelled Jeff so James let go and finished off with a great sigh of relief.

“Well I just wasn’t expecting her to be watching me” grinned James, “I was still half asleep”

Rod pushed me and I finished getting out of the tent so he could get out “where do I pee? “ I asked hopping from foot to foot

“Over here” he grumbled walking off with me following as he walked over to where the other boys had peed.

“You squat here and pee into this rock crevice which is the only spot around here which flows away from the creek, we don’t want pee or soap or anything polluting out water” he said as he lifted his shirt and peed

“Well, what are you waiting for, you’re the one who wanted to be treated like one of the boys!” he gloated

I didn’t really have a choice as I was busting to go so I pulled up my long T shirt and began to pee with all the boys looking on

“My god you store a lot in there” laughed Shamus chuckling as I finally finished and wiped with a tissue.

“Don’t leave it there, chuck it in the fire” yelled James, “we don’t want rubbish spoiling our secret little piece of paradise”

I threw the tissue in the fire and sat down on a log taking in the view, it really was a beautiful spot.

There was a small waterfall flowing into a pool of water which meandered across a field of short grass and flat slabs of rock for about 200 metres

The camp was beside the pool under the only tree in this little valley with a few bushes over near the creek exit which we had driven up last night; it was an enclosed area bordered by low cliffs apart from the higher cliff at the waterfall and the creek flowing out through the narrow gap at the opposite end.

It looked like the waterfall would be huge in the wet season which was why the area was so clear and wide.

Eventually the rest of the guys woke up, most headed straight for the “piss trough” before sitting at the fire, some had some sort of clothing on but most were naked.

James stood up and threw more wood on the fire then pulled his boxers off and said “its time for a drink”

The others quickly stood up and removed their clothes “c’mon Sam, strip and dip time” yelled Shamus as he ran off
“You can’t have a beer until you jump in the water naked” he yelled

“Hurry up, we all have to do it” grumbled Rod as he ran off with the others whooping and hollering

I quickly peeled of my Tshirt and ran off behind them thinking I could get in the water before they had a chance to turn around and look at me but most had already been in and were running back to the fire.

I jumped in and almost died of a heart attack; the water was icy cold !

I almost walked on water as I flew out of the water and ran for the fire.

You could have cut glass with my nipples and I noticed all the guys cocks had shrunk immensely except for Harry … his was enormous !

An esky was dragged out of a car and a cold beer was given to every one then Rod yelled Skoll and we all drank our beer in one go … my eyes were watering as I finished my beer but a warm flush went through me warding off the chill.

I took the opportunity to secretly check out the guys dicks and caught a few perving at my shaved pussy but the alcohol hit had taken the edge off so I didn’t really mind.

As we warmed up I noticed Harry’s dick was the biggest by a huge margin and Jeffs was the smallest with Brett having a very nice size, just a bit bigger than Rods.

Peter had a fairly small cock but I noticed he was trying to hide an erection at the moment while he stared at me, his scrutiny was furtive but was making me self conscious.
Peter was not the best looking and had always been a bit creepy although I mostly managed to ignore his perving on me over the years: Rod had told me he had never been with a woman and I could see why.

Brett suddenly pulled Peters hand away and his cock sprang up slapping his belly with a loud smack, “anyone would think you’d never seen a naked women before … oh wait” laughed Brett
The other guys laughed a little as peter stood there with his cock bobbing up and down in time with his pulse but I felt a bit sorry for him.

Rod grabbed my pussy and pushed his finger between my lips and grinned, I wacked him one as he walked over to Peter and ran his finger across his top lip “here, that should help you take care of it” he laughed.
All the guys laughed loudly as Peter turned red and walked off to his tent.

“Fuck you’re an asshole” I said “go and apologise”
“Piss off, he knows we’re only stirring”

I hit Rod again and walked over to Peters tent to apologise, as I squatted down to open the flap I found Peter pulling himself.

I was shocked and Peter froze mid stroke but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from my crotch, I don’t know what came over me but I smiled and spread my knees a bit more and let the flap close up against my back behind me, “you can look if that will help”.

Peter looked at me in a bit of confusion as I sat down and leaned back then looked down at my fully exposed pussy and started slowly stroking his cock again.
He looked up and found me still smiling so he got to his knees in front of me to get a better look and started pumping his cock faster, his eyes were fixed on my pussy and it was only a few seconds before his cock erupted shooting a long string of cum on my belly and pussy then another which hit just above my pussy and down between my lips before he pushed it down and finished the rest of his shooting on the floor of the tent.

“sorry … but thanks” he said

“shit” I exclaimed as I tried to wipe the huge load of cum off but only succeeding in pushing some of it down over my clit and in between my lips where the rest had landed, I jerked a little as my fingers slid over my clit so I left it and backed out of the tent and walked off to my own tent to clean up.
I could feel the cum sliding between my pussy lips as I walked and realised I was very turned on so as soon as I entered my tent I stuck that finger in my mouth to taste it.

“Oh god” I said as I remembered the lust on Peters face, I moaned and could not help sliding my fingers through Peters cum pushing it inside me with first one, then two then three fingers desperately trying to get every single drop deep into my pussy.
Within a minute I rocketed to a climax seeing Peters come shooting from his dick and splashing down on my clit and lips over and over again as I arched high with my fingers digging deep inside me while my palm slip over my cum smeared clit.

My god I needed that I thought as I slowly came down from my orgasm while the shame started to wash over me, I rolled over on to my hand and nodded off with my fingers still inside me.
I must have nodded off as the next thing I knew I felt someone touching the back of my legs, Rod must have decided to get some and I was still feeling horny so I moaned a little and wriggled my butt.

He straddled my legs and moved up, I could feel his cock lightly touch me at the top of my thighs, I felt it move away then a couple of seconds later it was back and started to slide upwards.
He must have lubed it with his saliva as it slid easily between my cheeks and he started probing with the head until he slipped between my lips.
I spread my legs to accommodate him and started to rub my clit and moan so he slid most of the way in then pulled back and slid in to the hilt this time.

It felt great as he did me with long slow strokes and with a shock I realised he had not made a sound, maybe it wasn’t Rod, maybe it was Peter?
Maybe it was one of the other guys?