Camping was a favorite pastime of mine. Being out in the middle of nature by myself was calming after time working. I wanted to do it as much as possible, although my job limited the amount of time that I had. Luckily, I was packing up to head off to one of the camp sites that was only about an hour away from the town I lived in. One thing that made this trip more exciting than any other trip was that one of my friends was coming on the trip with me.
My friend was named Matt. He was practically the perfect man in any way. If you wanted someone who had abs, he did. If you wanted someone with nice hair, he had that too. His eyes were dreamy, and he had a very nice wide chest. He clearly went to the gym. He wasn’t too built or veiny like a bodybuilder, and he was still down to earth enough to go camping with me this weekend.
I put my tent inside of the trunk of my car. Then, I put my hammer into the trunk as well as my clothes. Matt came to my side, and he picked up his suitcase. I glanced at him as he shoved it into the trunk. My heart raced as I saw his arms flex. He looked so hot lifting his suitcase. I wished that I was his suitcase.
I shook my head, and I walked away to the driver’s side. I opened the door, and I sat down, starting my car’s engine. Matt sat down in the passenger seat, and we drove off together toward the camp site. The entire drive took about an hour. Seeing all of the trees put me at ease, and I could see how chilly it was out today.
We arrived at the camp site, and we set up our tents. However, I was staring at Matt whenever I could, stealing long glances while he set up his tent for the night. It was very cold out as night drew closer, and we set up a fireplace between our tents. I used my lighter to light the wood on fire.
“Did you bring the smores stuff?” Matt asked. I nodded, and I pulled out a large bag of marshmallows, a small bag of Ghirardelli chocolates, and a brand new box of graham crackers. I handed some of the graham crackers and a handful of marshmallows to Matt.
“You look pretty nice.” I said, staring at him as he roasted his marshmallow. He smirked at me, and my eyes widened. What did I just say? Why did I let that slip out of my mouth! I didn’t mean to say that. It was a thought!
“I do?” Matt teased.
“I meant your marshmallow does, it’s all nice and golden. It looks crispy.” I shivered in embarrassment, and I started making a s'more out of my marshmallow and a graham cracker, snapping the cracker in half. I put a piece of chocolate between the marshmallow and the cracker.
“Uh huh, are you sure that’s what you meant?” Matt asked. I tried to look up nonchalantly. The stars were quite beautiful, but they weren’t enough to distract me from his teasing. His presence was overwhelming now that the cat was out of the bag.
“I-I…my tongue slipped,” I said, trying to defend myself. He smiled at me, and he leaned forward in his chair.
“You’re blushing red.” Then, he stood up, and he brought his chair right next to mine. I watched him as he walked over, my eyes wide open. He sat next to me in silence for a moment, and he glanced over at me. “It’s going to be cold tonight.”
“Y-yeah, you’re right.” I tried to calm myself down, but he was so close to me. He was so hot. The way that the flames of the fireplace cast shadows onto his face made him harder to read, and it made him so much hotter. Knowing he could be thinking anything made me feel so tense, but in the best way possible.
“We should probably use one tent tonight. We can help keep each other warm with our bodies.” Shock raced through my body, and I turned to look at him. He smirked at my reaction, and he reached out to touch my face after setting down the stick with his marshmallow speared on the end.
He cupped my chin with one hand, holding it softly while he pressed his thumb against my lip. I simply stared at him. I was so confused, but my body wasn’t. I found myself nodding into his hand, leaning into his touch like an obedient dog.
“It’s also probably a good idea to go to bed early, so we can enjoy the morning. Don’t you think so?”
“Y-yes.” I hastily agreed, stumbling over my words. We put out the fire, and the two of us entered my tent. It was a bit bigger than his. I also had the larger sleeping bag despite being skinny and shorter than him. I stripped down to my underwear, taking off my shirt and shorts. I laid down in my sleeping bag, laying on my side.
I looked at a star tracking app on my phone, using some of my phone’s data. Then, I turned my phone off for the night, lying against the pillow that I brought with me on every trip. I’d washed the cover before this trip, just in case. I was glad that I did, although I never expected that this would happen.
Then, I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist, and Matt crawled into my sleeping bag right behind me. His hands pulled me against him like I was some sort of pillow, and I felt his breath against the back of my neck.
“You’re so nice and warm, Sam,” Matt whispered into my left ear. I sighed, and I leaned back against him, pressing my body and ass against his chest and lap. He pulled me tighter against him.
Then, his hands started moving up my chest. His fingers danced across my sides, sending shivers down my spine. He made me reach up and cover my mouth, making me moan. Then, I heard him make a Tsk Tsk noise.
“Don’t cover your mouth, I want to hear your sweet little moans.” I dropped my hand, and I could practically imagine what his smirk looked like without even seeing it. It was so hot.
He continued touching my body, running a hand across my back. As his hand reached my lower back, he dipped it into my underwear, grabbing my hip tightly. My moans started filling the tent, and he wasn’t even fucking me. He was just touching me all over.
Matt then brought his hands back up to my chest, and I moaned loudly as he tweaked both of my nipples, rolling them between his fingers. His hands cupped my pecs, and he planted kisses across my shoulder blades. I was so hard from the pleasure.
He moved one hand down to feel my crotch area, keeping the other up by my pecs, pinching one of my nipples with two fingers to make me cry out in pleasure. Sweat covered my body, and I was losing my mind in his grasp, rocking my hips back against him as I shuddered in his grasp.
“You’re hard. I am too,” Matt said.
“F-fuck me, Matt. Please!” I begged, leaning my head back against his chest and shoulder. He pulled down his underwear, and he spit on his hand before stroking himself for a moment. Then, he pushed into my ass. There was a moment of pain as his cock stretched my asshole, and then the pleasure returned.
My hands clenched as he started thrusting into me slowly. He held me against him as he fucked me, making my cock bob up and down. He planted a kiss on my neck, and then he bit me. He didn’t bite me hard, but he left a mark. My body twitched.
“Fuck me harder please!” I moaned, unable to control my own voice. Even my voice wasn’t under my control any longer because of the pleasure. But that was okay because I was being made into Matt’s little toy.
“Your ass is so fucking tight!” Matt yelled as he started fucking me faster. I sputtered and gasped as he hammered into my sore hole. I went limp in his grasp, twitching ever so often in pleasure as he started molding my ass into the ass of a slut. A slut desperate for his attention.
Then, it happened. He shot his load deep into my ass, claiming me as his own. The warmth spread through my ass. He didn’t withdraw his cock, but he did keep his arms around me, kissing the back of my head softly.
“We should camp more often.”
“Y-yes. I agree. But only if you fuck me like that again.”
“Deal. You were so good. And so tight.”
I went to bed feeling completely exhausted, but I also felt so incredibly good. It wasn’t something I’d give up ever.
