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Late Night Tent.

"Just a couple of guys in a tent."

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The rain woke me up as it so often does in a tent. It was torrential and I love the sound, but in the tent I could hear another noise. It took me a few seconds to remember that Ian was sharing my tent, a last minute change when one of his poles had snapped. There plenty of us camping so there was always going to be room for him, but we agreed on mine as it was too big for one person so there was plenty of space. “Are you awake too?” I asked and there was a flurry of movement. “Oh shit, sorry,” he said, “I thought you were out for the count!” I lay still for a while putting the pieces together, I heard the distinct rustling and rubbing on material and the hurried sounds were definitely him pulling his covers up. I imagined him wanking and my own cock stirred. A minute so passed and I listened to rain louder and quieter as waves moved across our field. “I’m awake too now, this rain, eh,” I said quietly and after a quick pause I added, “But don’t let me stop you!” We small talked for a while and he was giggly, still a bit pissed I figured and I finally got up the courage to tell him how it reminded me of sleepovers a long time ago. He asked me what I meant and I just giggled, the silent feeling a bit electric, my cock now fully hard in my grip. The rain stopped and in the ensuing quiet I whispered that I dare not talk anymore or we would wake up some of the others. Hi reply made me spark with excitement, “Then you can just show me,” he whispered. I slowly reached my hand across and slid it between his open sleeping bag. I touched his chest first and then let it meander down till it bumped the base of his cock, hard like mine. I closed my hand round him and pulled up, meeting resistance as I felt his foreskin catch on his big helmet. He moaned softly and I slowly wanked him. The rain resumed and with cover of the noise, I whispered to him, asking him he was imagining to be and he told me it was Suzy, one of our fellow campers. “Oh yes,” I agreed, “I think she would do it just like this,” and I applied steady pulls all the way up and down him. “I think you are right,” he replied and feeling so horny I added, “Yeah, she would pull you like this while you touched her up.” I was feeling bold, but also nervous I was pushing things, but to my delight he responded, His hand snaked under my arm and rubbed my leg, I did not mean to, but I let it fall apart from my other and his hand was rubbing my inner thigh, awkwardly trying to get higher, “Yes,” he said, “An easy slut, I knew it!” I turned to my side and swapped arms so we could engage easier, now I could wank him still and and he could wander his hand over, which he did. “You like that slut?” He asked and I said yes nearly yelping as he pinched my nipple, then suddenly he jerked his body a little, “Shit, you are going to make me come, fuck I need this…” I felt so sexy at this point I slid free from my sleeping back and free from his hands, kneeling I bent down my head over him. I moved my hand to exactly where my hand was, finding his cock with my lips even in the pitch dark. I tasted his come on the tip and instantly let him stretch my mouth. His big helmet filled my mouth and my lips closed around his shaft. He fondled me as I moved slowly on him, letting him push on my throat before starting the movement anew. He did not last long and he started to groan a bit too loud. I pulled of him to remind him to be quiet, giggling with excitement. As I moved back to his dick, a hot splat hit my face and I gobbled him up quickly and pumped his cock, taking several more thick loads as he spasmed under me. I kept him gently in my mouth until he put his hands to my head urging me to stop my soft movements on him and his softening cock flopped from my mouth. I wish it had been light so I could see how clean I had made it! He lay back murmuring about what a good slut I was and I was amazed at how slurry his words were, I had not noticed before. I lay still for a bit, it was not raining again and I was trying to recall if we ahi made nay noise or not. With that his breathing shifted, long and slow and almost instantly he started snoring. I pulled his cover back up and too hot myself now I lay with my sleeping bag open, slowly pulling on my hard on as I too drifted back to sleep.
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Written by Harry_22

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