Camping Trip Chapter 3
#4 of Camping Trip (Series)
Finally was able to get down and write again. I know it may seem I disappeared for a long time but I was having trouble thinking of what to do next in the continuation of the story. We now see more characterization of the characters while they enjoy camp. If you at all enjoy this serious, please give me creative feedback. And even maybe PM or comment suggestions of what you might want to see happen next or what you feel should happen. I want to know what the viewers of this like and innovate their interests into it. It may help me more than you think. I've struggled to finally get this one done. Ideas for the next chapter anyone?
As always enjoy..
Camping Trip Chapter 3: Building Tension The sun had barely risen up before most of the guys were out of bed. The sky was still a radiant baby blue as the sun hid behind the mountains that stood on either side of the river. It cast an amber glow on the mountain opposite, which slowly descended down the mountain. The wind was brittle and the air starkly cold, the scent of morning dew hanging in the air. Grant and Bernard were enjoying their morning coffee on the bench as they watched the spectacle of nature unfolding. "Wow, look at how it casts its glow on the other mountain," Bernard commented, taking a swig of his coffee," isn't it just beautiful?" "It is," Grant smiled, kissing him gently on the cheek giggling, as Bernard smiled warmly too. "Hun, there is something I've been needing to ask you," Burny said, blankly looking down at the ground, watching ants march to and fro pillaging food. "Yes?" He rubbed his shoulder lovingly. "You don't think we're... going to fast, do you?" Bernard asked innocently, afraid to meet his partner's gaze. "Well, you see it's--" "Mornin' fellas!" Garik butted in. "How's our new man doing?" He rubbed the dog's head roughly. "Just fine Garik, just fine..." Bernard said through his teeth, feeling sick to his stomach. "Well, did you see where Tyson headed off to? He seemed really glum. Maybe one of us should go check on him? I'm not one for sensitive shit, so..." "Yea, I'll go," Burny suggested scampering off quickly, disappearing around the brush and trees along the river's bank. "Did I interrupt something between you two..?" Garik asked. Grant looked longingly at the river bank path that Burny had taken; the slightest hint of anger crossed his face as he shuffled away towards a different path. "Sheesh..wha's his problem?"
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"Oh, baby, please keep doing that. I love when you dress me up nice and pretty," Craig said, clinging tightly to the sleeping gnoll's foot. In fact, they both were asleep. He began making out with his foot, sticking his tongue between the gnoll's toes. Reese instantly woke up from the sensation. Noting that he was sleep talking, he began to make light of the situation and smiled devilishly "Do you like sucking that cock, Boy?" "Oh, yes Daddy," Craig said sucking on Craig's big toe lustfully. "Want that big throbbing cock down your throat, son?" Reese snickered. "Oh, yes, please...please daddy, I want it....but don't tell mommy." Reese shoved his foot down the fox's throat forcibly, a sickening grin on his face as the fox's eyes bolted open. "Phffreesh, Fwa? Iv can't breafh!" Craig stammered, unable to formulate a legible sentence. Reese said nothing, wanting to savor the moment of holding Craig's life in his....foot. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't gingerly place my other foot up your ass, daddy's boy." Reese said, adjusting his leg to match his threat. "Becaphm, I-..." Craig said chocking. "What? What's that? You WANT my foot up your ass?" Reese said winking. "Nomph nomph!" Craig's voice cracked and mixed with sobs. As Reese reared back his left foot to pound Craig's ass, Garik opened the tent flap and grew wide-eyed with a curious mix of astonishment and whimsicality. Garik merely grunted and waved his paw for them to continue with their business before snatching up a cigarette, lighting it, and departing with an audible snort. Just shy of the door, Garik turned to face the pair. "You know Craig," Garik said, taking a hit off his cigarette. "I like you, so I'll do you a favor." Craig's eyes grew glassy with tears of joy. Garik walked over and kicked Craig in the back of the head, forcing Reese's foot further down his throat. "Bluch..." Craig muttered before going limp. Garik pulled Craig off of Reese's foot and lifted his ear, pulling him so close that only the two of them could hear what would come next. "That's for last night babe." He said before walking out of the tent chuckling. Reese nodded in contentment with what had just transpired and settled on leaving the tent and Craig for the time being. Just as he neared the tent flaps, Craig tugged on Reese's pant leg. "He-Hey, what happened to that butt sex you promised me?" he said before passing out on the floor. Reese chuckled and turned around to face the weather-beaten fox. "If you want it so bad, all you had to do was ask." He said with a crudely coy smile. With that, Reese shoved his foot so far up Craig's nude behind that he soared back into consciousness. "O-O-Ow!!! OKAY!" Craig said, hoisting himself off his assailant's slimy foot. Reese grabbed the fox by the throat from midair, his mouth twisted in some sadistic way. "That's all for today big-mouth, just be glad you didn't call me tiny." With that, Reese dropped the fox and strode out to get his morning coffee. Rubbing his hindquarters as he followed suit, Craig muttered a soft "Tiny" under his breath.
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At the bank of the river far from camp, Tyson sat alone skipping rocks unenthusiastically. He sighed heavily as he watched the rocks bounce and sink into the dark murky depths of the river. Out of the corner of his eye, Tyson saw a deceptively cheerful Burny coming towards him. "What's wrong Ty?" Bernard asked, half-heartedly, sitting down next to Tyson too busy thinking of Grant to focus on the task of hand. "It's terrible! An absolute catastrophe! I-I-Its...the end of life as we know it!" Tyson sobbed violently. Bernard was suddenly snapped out of his trance, to the loud, and obnoxious polar bear. "It's ok, there, there," Bernard patted him on the back trying to get him to stop crying, "Tell me what is upsetting you please, so I can help you." "Oh, it's terrible!!!" Tyson sobbed, throwing his bulk onto Burny, practically suffocating him. "We're out of beeeeeeeer!!" He whined. Burny sighed in relief. "It's ok...it's ok buddy! We can get more beer! I promise!" "Promise!!!" He yelled, still squeezing the life out of Bernard. "Y-yes, I-I p-promise!"Bernard replied, wriggling to escape Tyson's crushing hold. "PINKY PROMISE?!" Tyson demanded. "If you let go of me, I will promise to buy you lots of beer. I pinky swear," croaked Burny, almost out of oxygen. "Okay!" Tyson said, releasing him from his grip. "Hey, I have an idea. How about we go for a swim Ty?" Bernard sprang up with enthusiasm. "Maybe that will get your mind onto something better." He smiled cheerfully. "Okay," Tyson said, quickly striping down completely naked. "U-mmmm, Tyson why are you naked?" Bernard said starring directly at Tyson's flaccid sheath, which hung low. "Getting ready to swim, why aren't you?" Tyson asked. "I always swim naked." He said, not even noticing how Bernard was obviously staring at him. Instead, he watched as a dragonfly whizzed by. "I guess that wouldn't hurt," Bernard said a little uneasy of the idea being naked out here on the campground area, yet he realized they were far from camp and secluded by the surrounding brush. "Ready to swim?" Bernard asked, slowly walking into the water, his legs slowly getting swallowed as he got deeper in. Playfully, he splashed some water on Tyson. Tyson smiled and immediately dived bombed his entire body onto Bernard, which caused him to slam hard against the bottom of the river's edge, his head barely staying afloat. "Hehehe," Tyson smiled brightly at Bernard, kissing him slightly on the cheek. "Thanks Burny, You're so sweet, ya know?" "I only do what I can to help my friends," Bernard blushed, rubbing his hands gently along the polar bear's cheeks. The two of them lied there for a while until both their gazes met at the bank, where they saw Reese, wide-eyed, and more than a little angry. "What the hell are you doing with MY man!?" He said furiously before charging towards them, ready to pound Bernard's face in. "Uh-uh..it's not what you think Reese," Bernard tried to defend himself, "we were merely going for a swim! I swear." "Oh, boy, you not only fucked with me, but now you're trying to fuck my man too?" He was red-eyed with anger. Bernard got up and began to put his clothing back on. "Calm down before you do something stupid, you hot-headed gnoll." Reese violently pushed Bernard back into the water. "Stop it!" Tyson said, trying to hold Reese back. "It wasn't his fault; it was mine." "Yea, right, this worthless dog had his hands all over you!" Reese roared with anger. "Shhhh, it's okay, it's okay. He didn't take Ty away from you." Tyson hugged Reese tightly, holding him. "Please forgive Ty! He didn't mean to upset you." He kissed the gnoll on his muzzle. Reese smiled, kissing him on the lips gently. "You're the only good thing that has come into my life. And I can't afford to lose you." Reese hugged the giant bear tightly. Wow, Reese actually has some kindness in his heart, Bernard thought. The two seemed, strange as it was, like a real couple. How Tyson could deal with such a hot-head was beyond Burny's comprehension, but with his polar bear, Reese actually seemed all-right, even downright happy. Reese looked at Bernard and grinned evilly. "Could you possibly leave so I could fuck my boyfriend?" "Yea, um, sure," Bernard nodded off in agreement to the strange request. And with that he left in search of Grant.