Camping and shenanigans
was bored, so I said fuck it i'll write a story.
Camping and shenanigans
Finally I can get a break. I've been planning this weekend get away with the guys for some time. A break from collage in the woods. But as I said I get my best buddies to come along, share the fun eh?
Martin and I drive up to Nate's house to pick him up. Hoooooonk! "Come on Foxy! Where waiting on you."
Nate comes out overloaded with bags. "ahhh stop the honking I right here!" it was rather comical watching this skinny little fox carry two suit cases and a duffle bag, all for a three day trip.
Martin and I chose to conserve and clothing wise were just have a backpack each, plus all the necessary food, which took the rest of the room. Knowing us we'll need to make a town trip, between a bear and a dragon, we have an appetite.
In the car we went, blasting music, and chatting away the time.
We get to a descent spot and set up camp. After getting some of the essentials like a fire pit and grill set up it took the three of us to get the 6 person tent out. Shortly after some cursing the tent was ready to go.
Camp was set and looking up I knew we had some daylight to burn. "a hike sound good to you lazy buggers?"
"Hells yes that sounds fun, where to?"
"Like I know Martin, Heard there was a stream around here might go looking for it. You in Nate?"
"Well I'm not going to stay here alone."
And like that we went off into the woods, having a general layout we didn't take not but ourselves in search for the nearby stream. After sometime in the sun I started to sweat, and want some air, so I figured I could sun my scales anyway. My silver and blue scales shown with the warm day's sun.
After another mile or so we came upon the fair sized stream going along the woods. Seeing as it was just us around I said fuck it, striped and jumped in. the cool water rushed against my scales defiantly cooling me off. The water was thoroughly chilled. I smile as I float in the water looking at martin and Nate shaking their heads at me. Though I did notice that Nate was a little reluctant to look away. Hard abs and long flaccid cock out in the air enjoying the water. My wink made him blush and quickly look away, but gazing at his tent I'm sure he enjoyed it.
I had my fun tormenting Nate, Martin saw and was shaking his head chuckling to himself. I hopped out of the stream and went gathered my cloths. Looks like it my clothes are now hanging in a tree. No wonder Martin was giggling to himself.
"Couldn't resist dude"
I smiled least my wings made it easier to gain altitude up into the tree. While up in the tree I went around it getting dressed, occasionally flashing with a few suggestive gropes Martin, him just laughing.
I got down after collection all my cloths and looked up seeing the sun going down and a grumbling in my stomach I got the guys together and we head back to camp to get some chow.
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After dinner we're all sitting by the fire enjoying some beers, swapping conquest stories. Going through enough beer started to have us all to slur and be off balance we got cocky. Soon the inevitable bet came and we started measuring cocks. Since I already showed off earlier and me being me I whipped it out shamelessly and with pride, my draconic member standing tall against my abs ribbed and knot inflated. Right below my pride were my tennis ball sized testis.
Martin was next he came up next me and unleashed his beast. Beer can wide and uncut next to baseball sized testis.
"You got width my friend but I out distance you haha, good thing we didn't say balls else I would've lost"
"Come on now Nate your up next, show that foxy knot" Martin getting into his drunken giggles rubbing his shaft and groping himself in front of Nate.
Martin and I start chanting "foxy! Foxy!" he blushed, but he had a little too much liquid courage to die of embarrassment. With not but his drawers left dropped it and out popped his cock, bright red, just like his cheeks through his orange fur.
"Sorry Foxy you lose. Time to have some fun." I walked up to Nate and pressed my cock into his face. His reaction, after the blush at the river I assume natural, is to take it into his mouth and suckle it. I don't know where he learned but he knew the spots that made me shiver. What he didn't engulf was being pumped by his hand occasionally giving the knot a firm squeeze, while the over caressed by sack.
I enjoyed the bliss while Martin started to line himself up with Nate's tail hole, Martin's cock oozing pre to lube his entrance. Gradually he eased himself into Nate stretching him wide and spreading his copious amounts of pre all over his passage. Once to the hilt Nate moaned loudly and it felt fantastic over my cock. The burly bear started thrusting when Nate adjusted to his girth. Martin kept his pace, increasing in the force of his thrusts. Nate let off my cock as he lean back in Martin as he fucked him with power.
The cool air over my dripping cock I gazed at Nate being pounded by Martins sure and powerful thrusts. I sat their enjoying the show, rubbing my cock.
Finally after the brutal pounding martin let forth the flood. Nate wasn't quite able to accommodate all the flood and it gushed out around Martins cock flowing in a steady stream around his testis and then so on the floor making a quite sticky puddle.
Still honry and raring to go I saw an opportunity, with Martin flat on his back near past out I helped out Nate and whispered my idea into his ear. His cock was still raging as ever with a fair amount of pre glistening off the tip, he nodded his head hurriedly in agreement. We walked over to Martin and rolled him on his side, I positioned myself on one side, Nate on the other. Between the spooge Martin made and the pre we were both pumping out just from sheer excitement we were lubed up enough to try it.
Slowly we entered at the same time, the bear being extraordinarily tight, but was very much capable at accommodating the both of us. Nate's cock and mine sloshed together as we started to form a rhythm. My ribbed cock reaching into the depth of Martin poking and prodding his prostate. Martin groaning and his cock stiffing again even after his massive orgasm just but a few moments ago. The musky smell around use from the pool of cum around Martin's balls mixing with the fresh air of the forest. And the sounds of our sloppy drunken sex mingling with the twilight.
My balls are readying, drawing closer and producing pre that lubricates martin's passage for both Nate and I. our rhythms are becoming out of sync. Finally my climax feels inexplicitly near, I shove my Knot deep into Martin, forcing Nate to Knot with me. I orgasmed as I kept doing shallow thrusts as my torrents of cum were set forth. My cum factories went into overtime as they let loose their contents. I could feel Nate's spasms as he gushes forth his own contents.
In the afterglow we lay there next to the bear's fur. Our cocks still in him, cum leaking around him. We laid there in the embers glow of the fire and the warmth of Martin's thick fur. I smiled in my drunken haze, this was only night one.