The Camp Out PT 9

Camping Out PT 9

Dustin and Johnny have appeared, from wherever they were 🙂 “ dude—you fuckin stink” offers Johnny as he sits down beside me. A light laughter follows, and I raise my left arm up and take a deep whiff of my wet bushy pit. “Oh damm !! Ur right homie”. I bolt up, and grab Johnny around the neck, and plant his nose right in my pit. “Oh fuck dawg—oh goddamm –lemme go” Johnny screams, to the delight to the others. Not to make him further pissed, I let go of my grasp as the others continue laughing. Blankenship pipes up “So is it really that bad dude”? I raise my arm again, making a muscle, “Come try it for yourself dude”. Flashing a big grin, Blankenship stands to approach, and just as he gets right to me, reacts similar to Johnny. “Oh fuck man—ur ripe as fuck” ! Johnny pipes back in “Ripe hell—that dude is nuclear” !!

“I think he likes it” joins in Alex. “Ahh fuck you too dude” responds Johnny.

Alex continues, “Well yo, ur dick sure does like it” with a smirk. A few of us glance over at Johnny’s crotch, and witness quite an impressive boner. Blankenship pipes up “Oh ya dawgs—for sure—that dick there is diggin that funk”. Johnny just blushes. “Fuck all ya’lls. Nobody getting this ass no more ! This ass is officially closed”!

We all just bust out into more laughter, as Johnny jumps back up again, but this time bows over, grabbing his stomach. “Aggghhhhh” was all he let out. “What’s up dude”? Asks Dustin, walking up beside him. “Agggggghhhhhhh” again, stronger. “Dude—you ok”? “Ahhhhh fuck—dude, can I hop on a 4-wheeler”? “Ya dawg—sure–whatever” replies Dustin.

Johnny hops on one of the quads, and bolts uphill, towards the bath house. “What the fuck is up with him”? I asks openly. A couple of shrugs of shoulders, and facial expressions, then Dustin offers, “Ahhh—I bet he goin up there to blow out his guts” !

“Huh”? Several of us ask. Dustin continues, now snickering, “Well, dude got 15 loads in his ass now—I don’t think he’s shit since we been here”!