Thanks for the encouragement. And sorry about the long delay.
Quick recap: Doug and Steve are in the men's room showering. Cheryl comes to get them and Jim comes in to take a shower. They leave and bump into Barbara and Sal. Doug, Steve and Cheryl go on a hike, Steve trips on a root, and has his 'root' sucked by Doug.
After we all catch our breath. Doug looks at me and says, “So how are you feeling now?”
In all honesty, I’m not sure how I’m feeling. I mean, yeah I’m feeling great—my best friend, with whom I’m beginning to think I’m in love but can’t be in love with, has just given me an amazing blowjob, while his girlfriend is watching and not only watching, she approves and thinks it’s hot! So, yeah the blowjob was great, and being touched and felt and cared for by Doug and Cheryl was great, but I still can’t grasp the whole thing, and I don’t know if I’m just being stuck-up and need to let go, or if there is something else going on here.
But meantime, Doug and Cheryl are looking at me and I realize I might have taken a little too long to answer and quickly give both Doug and Cheryl a big smile and say “That was awesome. But I might be done hiking for now, why don’t the two of you continue, I’ll head back to the tent and just chill for a while.”
Doug and Cheryl look at me with a little bit of concern, and then Cheryl says, “Are you sure you’re all right? Seriously, let’s see you walk around a few steps and make sure you didn’t sprain anything. And then if what you want is to head back, we’re not that far so I think it’s probably okay to walk alone. Doug?”
“Yeah, sure. We’ll be back in a few hours and help make dinner. No need to make it ahead of time, it’s more fun when we all do it together.”
And with that I stood up slowly, a little unsure myself for a minute how I felt. I quickly realized I felt great and did a little hop and twirl and everybody said okay, and I pulled my shorts on, and sat down to lace up my hiking shoes as I watched Doug and Cheryl continue on up the path. They turned and waved as they started to round a curve in the path and I was on my own.
I realized immediately that this was what I needed—some time by myself. I got up and started walking back to campsite 19, thinking about the recent events, but especially this morning, and being glad to be on my own and have some space and time sort things out.
I was thinking about this morning, the taking a leak with Doug standing right next me, and we both getting boners, and then Cheryl calling out to us. I had nearly jumped out of my skin, but it didn’t seem to bother Doug at all. I still can’t get over how casual they seem to be about all of this. But at the same time solicitous of me and special to each other. I don’t quite grasp the nature of this, and I don’t really like how I fit in. I was worried about being the third wheel, and even though I’m not at all treated that way, I still feel it.
And then there was my reaction to Jim, and later Barbara and Sal. Jim was definitely hot and I felt a real vibe between us that I wanted to explore. This was new territory for me. But I also got a boner talking to Barbara and Sal, so what did that mean?
And of course, as I’m contemplating this, I’m getting another boner. Despite having just gotten my first blow job and from my best friend! That’s making me even hornier remembering that. As I get close to the campsite I hear giggling. I’m wondering who it could be, since we are at an isolated spot. At least with giggling I don’t feel very threatened.
I walk up to the tent and I see Barbara and Sal just walking away and I call after them. They remembered our site and had come by. They were giggling because of the note they left on the picnic table. So I went over to see it.
Dear Steve,
We liked meeting you and your friends this morning. We came by to help you polish your walking stick.
Barbara and Sal
I blushed deeply and immediately put my hands in front of my shorts, because if anything, my boner was only harder, though I didn’t see how that could be possible.
They sat down next to me, one on each side, on the picnic table. Barbara said she thought I was really cute this morning walking in just my sandals. Sal jumped in and wanted to know if I did that all the time and how come I had on more than that right now?
I hemmed and hawed a bit, which elicited another fit of giggling and then explained how I had gotten angry at Cheryl and Doug for keeping my shorts from me and decided to just walk without them rather than play their game, though I realized again as I was telling them this how stupid this was.
They thought it was very brave. Barbara then said that it was the first time Sal had seen one erect and it was all she talked about all morning. Sal got a little angry at this, which I sympathized with. And I jumped in and asked Sal if it was short for Sally.
She blushed at this and seemed uncomfortable. And I said, sorry, but what did I do? Barbara answered for her. It’s a long story, it’s short for Salmagundi, a publication at Skidmore College. Her real name is Bertha, which she hates, and she doesn’t like Salmagundi either, but she does like Sal.
“Wow, are you two college students?”
“Yes, aren’t you?”
“Well, actually, I just graduated high school. I start college in September”
“Cute, are you a virgin too?”
Before I could answer Sal had cried out “BARBS!” and reached across me to give her friend a slight push in the shoulder.
“I was just wondering.”
I don’t know why I even answered, but I said, “I was, until this camping trip—and what about the two of you?” I looked back and forth at Barbara and Sal and Sal was turning bright red, which I thought was rather cute—and probably meant she was a virgin too. Which surprised me.
It was Barbara again who spoke up. “Well, I’m not, and I’m determined that when we leave this camping trip Sal won’t be either. In fact, I was sort of hoping you would help us out with a few things”
“With a FEW things? What did you have in mind?”
“Well for a start, Sal is an only child, and I think seeing you naked on the path today was the first time she got to look at a fully naked guy—except for your sandals. Would you let her look at you some more? Do some ‘exploring’ of the male anatomy?”
“Gee, how romantic, an offer to be a classroom display model. Actually, it sounds kind of fun. I accept” I don’t know why I just accepted, or what I was letting myself in for, but after just going with the flow on trip had sure been fun so far and I wanted to see where this would lead.
“Okay, so uh, why don’t you stand up and get undressed so we can begin”
I was a bit taken back by the directness of all this, but I figured I had already agreed, and what harm would there be. So I stood up and slid my shirt over my head and shorts and briefs off, over my hiking shoes and stood there next to the picnic table feeling a bit self-conscious since they were fully clothed.
Barbara looked me over and said “we have a nice specimen Sal. Steve, please bend your right arm and make a muscle.”
I did as I was asked and Barbara came over and ran her hand over my bicep and then indicated for Sal to do the same. Sal was very shy about it and looked at my face to see if it was okay. I thought this was very sweet and I liked that and I smiled back at her and gently nodded encouragement. With that, she ran her hand over my bicep and up my forearm and around down my arm and surprised me by continuing on into my arm pit—she wasn’t as shy as she seemed. All the time she was looking between my body and my face, exchanging glances with me.
Barbara then said “look at his pecs. This is where a woman’s tits are. Men find this erogenous too. Steve’s are nice looking and he also has nice abs.” And while saying this she had run her hand over my chest and stomach, almost the way a farmer might inspect a cow or horse—she was appreciative, but there was nothing erotic in it at all. Then Barbara stood back and Sal stepped forward and again looked at me for approval.
After I nodded okay, Sal gentle touched first my right pec and then my left, then circled around my left nipple and gentle rubbed it. I gave a slight intake of breath and started getting hard.
Barbara said, in a very clinical tone, “That’s very good Sal, you have touched one of his erogenous zones and it is having an effect—notice that his member is starting to swell.” Sal stepped in front of me, as if to hide me from Barbara, and then continued her explorations, her gaze going back and forth again from my eyes to my body. She rubbed the left nipple some more and then trailed her finger down to my stomach, tracing the faint outline of the stomach muscles. I didn’t have one of the hard ‘6 packs’ you hear about, but still you could see the gentle outline of the abdominal muscles underneath the skin of my stomach. And Sal ran her finger around each one, tracing the outlines, sometimes pushing gently in, and feeling what it was like, until she got lower and lower and her finger was crossing my trail and she ran into my walking stick which by now was hard and straight up pressed against my stomach.
She touched it once, took her finger away and looked up at me. I smiled. She put her hand back down. She gently traced the outline of my hard-on, down to the balls. She gently cupped the balls, feeling them in the sac, feeling the hairs on the sac, weighing them. I was just holding my breath, watching and enjoying.
And then Barbara spoke up, shattering the mood completely. “You don’t have to be so gentle Sal; it’s not going to break off or anything. Do you want me to show you?”
I had sort of forgotten that Barbara was there, and it dawned on me that here I am naked while these two college women whom I don’t know are standing fully dressed examining me. Quite weird. It didn’t seem weird when it was just Sal, but I didn’t like it when pushy Barbara got involved. Though I realized that none of this would have happened without her either.
Sal quickly said, “No, no, that’s okay, I’m okay. Do you mind Steve? Can I continue? Is it okay?” I looked at her and said, “Sure, go ahead, I don’t mind. And you can ask me questions if you want.”
So she did. “Does this feel good? And this?” For each touch or change in how she held me or what she did she was asking either out loud or with or with her eyes. And very quickly she could tell that it all felt good, and she could tell that some of it felt better. And I realized that I was getting close. I didn’t know if she had ever seen this, and if this was what she wanted, or if she wanted more and I didn’t know what I wanted.
Finally, I put my hand on hers and she stopped and looked up at me. I said, “I’m very close. I don’t know if that is all you want to see, or if you want to do more, or if I want to do more. But if you continue, it will be over in a minute and the choice will be made.”
Barbara started to talk and Sal cut her off. “Look Barbara, I really appreciate your bringing me on the camping trip, and bring me here to meet Steve. He’s a great guy and it was really nice of him go along with this. I don’t want to take advantage of him or push things in a way that would be uncomfortable for either Steve or me. And that’s only something Steve and I can decide. So Steve, I think we’ve gone far enough for now. And I’m really grateful. And maybe we can meet up again later. By the way, Barb and I are at site 36. Come on Barb, let’s go.” And with that Sal started walking off.
I was kind of shocked by that speech, and especially standing there, my boner throbbing, and Sal is walking off and leaving me. Barbara started to speak, “Sal, I’m really sorry if I was too pushy, I was only trying to help, but you know Steve might not like it if you…”
“Barbara, can we please just go, we can talk about it later, okay?”
And then it was Barbara’s turn to look at me with sympathy and apologize with her eyes as the two of them walked off, leaving me standing there naked and hard.
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