Kent grabbed the last bag out of the back of his jeep at the edge of the camp ground, lugging the bulky 4-person dome tent bag up the half mile trail to their campsite. By now, sweat had started to build up along the hair on his chest and abdomen from the mild lingering heat of October in the Western North Carolina mountains.
“Hey babe, that’s the last of it.” He said to his 32 year old boyfriend, Javi, who he’d been dating for seven months.
“Awesome, thanks babe!” Javi hopped up from where he sat with his close friend, Craig.
“Thanks Kent!” Craig flashed a smile from behind his full beard and chiseled jawline.
Kent gave a small mile back at Javi’s friend, “you got it, no problem.”
This camping trip was partially an effort to find more time for Javi to introduce Craig and Kent. They’d met a few times in DC where they all lived, but Kent was ten years older than them and hadn’t felt as strong a need to bond with Javi’s friends.
Javi knew that Craig’s favorite activity was hiking and being off the grid, and figured pairing it with Kent’s love for fishing was a great opportunity for his new-ish boyfriend and close friend to get closer. What Craig didn’t know was that Javi and Kent had also agreed that if there was chemistry between all of them, there might be room in that four person tent for some fun later.
“I’m going to set the tent up. Can you guys go find wood for a fire?” Kent asked, removing his shirt and wiping his brow. His pale, toned chest glistened with sweat, the layer of chest fur going down past his abs curling with moisture.
Javi and Craig made off into the woods. They were quite a way into the Appalachian mountains so there was no designated area for a fire or wood from a camp site organizer.
“How are things going with him?” Craig asked. He’d always been on guard for Javi. They’d hooked up off and on since college but had always agreed they were better as friends.
“It’s been really nice. I needed someone who preferred reading a book with some wine over going out to a club.” He smiled and Craig rolled his eyes. “He’s also got some daddy energy that I needed in my life…” he said with a wink.
“I can’t see him being outgoing enough to carry daddy energy.” Craig grinned.
“My lips are sealed!” Javi beamed.
“Ha. I’m glad you found someone as lame as you,” Craig shook his head, “he seems nice. Happy for you two.”
Javi jerked and smacked his own leg, feeling a big nip him, “ugh this really isn’t my element being out here, I don’t really get the allure…”
“Come on man look at this!” He gestured to the tall trees and brush surrounding them in every direction.
“Yeah it’s nice but my parents worked their asses off to get us a place with air conditioning and bed. And here I am repaying them by voluntarily slugging it in the middle of the woods!”
Craig shrugged, “that’s kinda the dream isn’t it? To get to a point that you voluntarily detach from life’s comforts!”
They laughed and Craig continued, “how are your parents by the way?”
“Good. They’re back in Mexico seeing my aunts and uncles for a few months.”
“Cool. I miss them, haven’t seen ‘em in years.”
Javi smiled back, feeling nostalgic about how their lives since college always brought them back together, no matter how many times they’d each moved to different cities.
They’d reached a clearing with two large fallen trees when Craig signaled that they could find the firewood they needed here.
Cedar and honeysuckle wafted through the air and into their senses. Javi took a deep breath and admired the serene feeling of the nature around them. Craig pointed to a section by the nearest tree, its bark peeling back like parchment, revealing weathered, grey wood beneath.
“Looks like it’s been down a while,” he murmured, kneeling to test a loose branch. It snapped cleanly, a crack echoing out in the deserted woods. “Perfect. Dry as a bone.”
While he left Javi to break off portions of the larger wood, Craig drifted around the clearing, his eyes scanning for smaller kindling like twigs and shards of bark that had been shed over time.
Craig felt fulfilled by the labor of the task at hand, the only sounds the rustle of leaves, the occasional snap of breaking wood, and the birds chirping overhead.
"Good call," Javi said, straightening up with a full heaping of heavy wood.
Craig nodded, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow. "This is definitely enough for one night, let’s get back to your man.”
They returned to find the camp fully set up. The large tent was in place and secured to the ground. Dry food was layered in bear canisters hanging from a nearby tree and a stone fire pit was ready for the wood the guys had brought back.
Kent trodded around, running through his mental checklist and bent over, the tattoos on his right arm and the side of his abdomen squeezing together less taut than when he got them almost twenty years ago.
"Thanks boys." Kent said, his eyes holding a glint of approval at the sight of Javi’s substantial load of wood. "Thought I'd have to send out a search party."
Craig let the wood clatter to the ground with a thud. "I was able to get your man to actually enjoy the outdoors a bit."
Javi chuckled, stretching his arms over his head. "Well now I need a nap from all that exploring.” He removed his tank top, revealing a hairless, deeply tan upper body that was slim but tone. His smooth chest contrasted his full beard and wavy thick hair.
“I’m going to go try to catch us some dinner in the lake so go ahead and rest up for a bit,” Kent grabbed his fishing rod.
Javi looked to Craig and made a signaling motion with his head.
Craig’s eyes flashed open as the suggestion registered for him, “KENT!” He shouted a little too loudly, “uhh mind if I join you? Show me how to fish a little?” Javi was satisfied by the prospect of his friend and boyfriend having some bonding time.
“Sure. Grab some water and meet me down by the lake.”
Kent spent some time showing Craig how to hook the bait onto his line and the best way to cast in the relatively shallow depths of the lake. They’d specifically picked this camping spot because of the Bass and Trout that roamed the region’s waters.
After an hour of intense focus on the fishing aspects, they settled into a rhythm.
Craig glanced his eye at Kent buzzed hair, the like in the front slightly receding. His vision traced downward and over his worn muscle and curly chest hair and admired the stoic strength that he radiated.
“What are the tattoos on your arm?” Craig nudged his head in Kent’s direction.
“A bunch of different things.” Kent looked down, studying his own arm, “some of family I’ve lost and some from blacked out nights in college 20ish years ago.”
Kent in turn checked out his partner’s college friend. He noticed Craig’s beard and rigid jawline. Craig possessed stronger muscles than Javi and his body reminded Kent of his own in his early 30s with its toned physique under a layer of fur on his chest. He saw a masculine handsomeness in Craig that matched the outdoorsy aesthetic he put off.
“So you can Javi go pretty far back?” Kent asked.
“Yeah since freshman year of college. Been friends for a long time.”
“You two ever date?” Kent questioned, even though he already knew the answer.
“No sir! Just friends!” Craig laughed with a deep tone in his voice.
Kent smirked, “just friends?” The way he said it revealed to Craig that he knew about their past hook ups.
“Well you know. One thing’s led to another a few times but I’m no threat to you guys.”
Kent laughed and smiled, fully confident in their relationship, “I’m glad you were able to join us.” He was warm and almost fatherly in how he said it.
“Here we go!” Kent suddenly felt a bite on his line. Craig dropped his rod and ran over, taking in the sight of their dinner coming in for the catch. Kent easily reeled in a largemouth bass that could easily feed them for the night, the two sweaty men clasping in a half embrace at their victory.
Kent could feel the moisture on their respective chests mix together, the salty aroma of their strength mixing with the wafting of pine cones over the lake.
They made their way back to the camp site and freshened up. Javi sat with Kent while he prepared and cooked the fish, alongside some other vegetables and rice he’d brought.
After dinner, they sat around the fire over a few drinks as the evening turned to night. All three of their calm demeanors blended into easy conversation.
“Should we retire to the tent?” Javi asked Kent who nodded.
“Do you guys need…uhh…any time before I come in for bed?” Craig asked, poking at the fire.
“Yeah we’ll grab you in a bit.” Kent quickly responded to a puzzled look on Javi’s face. They made their way into the tent and zipped it close.
“What’s that about? Did things go badly out fishing?” Javi asked.
“Not at all, I like him. We should play with him if you still want to?” Kent held his easy, calm smile.
“Yeah! Why’d you leave him out there then?”
“Let’s make him sweat a bit. Let him hear us and get wound up…” Kent bit his lip.
In the tent, Kent laid down, pulling Javi on top of him and loudly moaning into his boyfriend’s mouth as he wrestled his tongue into Javi’s mouth. Javi returned with moans of his own, letting himself be heard as Kent had suggested.
Javi, shirtless and straddling him, ground down against his boyfriend’s bulge in his shorts. Kent reached behind him and slid his shorts and underwear down just enough in the back to get a handful of his tan, furry, lean ass. He gave it a loud smack, letting it ring out beyond the confines of their tent.
Slipping his own shorts down, Kent’s 7.5 inch (19 cm) cut dick sprang free, pointing upward from its short pubic hair and aiming up at Javi’s hole.
Kent pulled his shorts fully off, now laying down naked, “Finish getting undressed. I’ll be back.” He sat up and crawled on his knees towards the entrance to the tent.
Javi gave Kent’s hairy, pale, ass a loud WHACK on his way out before fully taking his clothes off. He watched Kent’s muscular back move in the tent and reached down to slowly work his 6 uncut inches (15cm).
Kent carefully zipped down the entrance to the tent just enough to peak his head out. He saw a clear view under the moonlight of Craig with his cock in his hands, pumping his meat, while he sat against a tree four or five feet away.
“Hey there.” Kent said, startling him.
Craig panicked and yanked his shorts up, “sorry!”
Kent smiled, “come in here.” He turned and went back into the tent, leaving it open and rightly assuming that the brief invitation was enough.
Craig appeared in the opening to the tent, his view being Kent laying on his back and caressing Javi’s slim brown back and ass, as the younger guy straddled his older boyfriend. Underneath of Javi’s ass, a butt he knew well from past experience, sat a huge pale cut cock above a jungle-hairy taint in between Kent’s legs.
“Come suck daddy’s dick…” Javi moaned.
Craig smiled and shook his head in disbelief before moving down under Javi’s ass to where Kent’s huge dick was pointing upward. Craig skipped his own shorts fully off now, letting his 6.5 inches (17cm) be free.
He leaned around Javi’s back to make eye contact with Kent, “can I?”
“Yeah be a good boy. Suck my dick.” Kent commanded. Craig was surprised by the sudden shift in tone and now knew what Javi had alluded to earlier in the night.
Craig moved down to lay on his stomach and took Kent’s cock into his mouth, tasting the musk of the day and lapping the built up sweat around the glans.
The rough texture of Craig’s beard scraped against Kent’s pale inner thigh as he worked.
Above him, Javi shifted, his smooth, tan stomach muscles tightening with each soft moan that escaped his lips. Kent’s hand, which had been resting on Javi’s ass, moved to the back of Craig’s head, fingers tangling in his hair. It wasn’t a rough grip, but it was firm, a gesture of ownership and control.
“Suck daddy’s dick,” Kent’s voice was a low rumble that vibrated from his chest, through his cock, and straight into Craig’s mouth.
Craig humped his hips in time with his throat, his own hard dick pressing against the sleeping bag beneath him. He could hear Javi start to breathe faster, so he reached up to massage feel the furry Latino ass cheeks hear his head.
“Kent,” Javi whispered, his voice shaky. “Let me have him for a second.”
Kent’s fingers tightened slightly in Craig’s hair before releasing him. “Go on,” he commanded softly.
Craig pushed himself up, his mouth slick. He met Javi’s gaze, seeing a warmth and excitement from his longtime friend there that mirrored his own.
Javi slid off Kent’s lap and knelt before Craig, their knees touching. He leaned in and captured Craig’s mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. It was a kiss Craig knew well, but it felt different now, imbued with the energy of the third man watching them. Javi’s tongue explored his mouth while his free hand went down to grip Craig’s dick, stroking it with a knowledgeable rhythm that made Craig’s back arch.
From his position on the sleeping bags, Kent watched them, his own massive erection glistening in the dim moonlight filtering through the tent’s mesh window. His expression was unreadable, stoic yet intense, his eyes tracking every movement. He shifted, the crinkle of the sleeping bag drawing their attention.
“Craig,” Kent said, his voice cutting through their private moment. “On your hands and knees. Face Javi.”
The command was straightforward, leaving no room for argument. Not that Craig wanted to argue. A thrill shot through him, a heady mix of submission and anticipation. He obeyed instantly, turning around and getting into position. His hugely muscular and hairy ass was now the focal point of the tent. He looked over his shoulder, locking eyes with Kent. Kent gave a slow, predatory smile, his gaze dropping to Craig’s offered hole.
Javi moved to kneel in front of Craig, resuming his kiss, his hands now roaming over Craig’s broad, hairy chest and stomach.
“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” Javi murmured against his lips, before his hand once again found Craig’s cock, slicking it with spit and wrapping his hand firmly around the shaft.
Behind him, Craig heard Kent rummaging for a moment before a cool, slick sensation touched his opening. He gasped into Javi’s mouth as Kent’s fingers, coated in lube, began to slowly, expertly press inside him. Craig was used to being in charge, to being the one doing the taking. This role reversal, being prepped and claimed so thoroughly, was undoing him.
Kent worked him open with confidence, two fingers becoming three, stretching him, making him ready.
“You good?” Kent’s voice was a low growl right by his ear. Craig couldn’t manage a word, just a guttural moan as he nodded, his forehead pressed against Javi’s shoulder.
Javi held him steady, his strokes on Craig’s cock becoming faster, more urgent.
“Good boy,” Kent said. “I’m going to fuck you while your friend makes you cum.”
Kent pushed into Craig’s hole slowly. The thickness of him took him by surprise. Craig let out an involuntary deep moan, his body tensing for a moment before he forced himself to relax. Kent paused, letting him adjust before beginning to move.
It wasn't a rough. Each thrust was deliberate, hitting a spot deep inside that sent shockwaves of pure pleasure through Craig’s entire body.
“He’s got more experience than us.” Javi smiled into Craig’s contorting mouth.
Kent’s pale, toned torso was pressed against his back, the light hair on his chest scratching against Craig’s skin. One of Kent’s hands clamped down on his hip, holding him in place, while the other reached around to toy with his nipples.
Javi, seeing the look on Craig’s face, flipped upside down and slid himself down to be able to take Craig’s cock fully into his warm, wet mouth. The combination was dizzying. The pressure and fullness from behind, the slick heat of Javi’s mouth in front, Kent’s hand on his hip —Craig was completely surrounded, overwhelmed by sensation.
“Bend down and suck his dick too.” Kent commanded.
“I…how…” Craig could only groan in between the rhythmic fucking his hole was taking.
Kent pushed him down from behind so that Javi and Craig were now in a 69 position with Craig on top. Except behind Craig where his hole would normally be wide open and exposed to the air, it instead was filled to the brim with a 7.5 inch cock.
Craig felt ecstasy with a dick in his mouth, a dick in his ass, and a mouth on his dick. The wet sound of Javi’s sucking, the solid, rhythmic slap of Kent’s body against his ass, and the mingled moans of all three men.
Craig could feel his climax building, a tight knot coiling in his gut. He was close, so close.
“Can I cum inside you?” Kent grunted, his pace quickening.
“Yeah do it.” Craig panted.
Seeing his friend and his lover connect in that moment of shared intensity pushed Javi over the edge. With a moan over Craig’s dick, Javi came, spilling his release into the back of Craig’s throat.
Tasting cum in his mouth was all he needed as Craig erupted. The position above Javi meant that his cock’s rocketing of seed was aided even further by gravity, as cum flowed like an avalanche down into Javi’s mouth. Javi struggled to swallow what he could, choking and feeling salty stickiness pour from the sides of his mouth.
The overwhelming orgasm made Craig’s whole body shudder and caused him to clench tightly around Kent’s cock. It was the final trigger for Kent, who roared as he drove deep one last time, flooding Craig’s insides with his own hot release.
Kent slowly withdrew, slumping down onto the sleeping bag and pulling a trembling Craig with him. Javi, a satisfied smile on his face, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and curled up on Craig’s other side, laying his head on his boyfriend’s sweaty, hairy chest.
Kent’s arm came around both of them, pulling them into a mess of warm limbs and cooling sweat. The moonlight cast a soft glow over their three entangled bodies.
“Let’s get to bed boys, we can pick this back up in the morning.” Kent rubbed their shoulders and the three of them slid down to drift to sleep.
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