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                Camping

in the back yard had gone so well that I got permission to borrow the equipment

and actually take the little shit to a real campground. There was one a couple

of hours away, where I was able to book a spot in a section that was fairly

secluded. We had to wait a few weeks before we could go, and Daryl was nearly

pissing himself in his excitement.

                I was

pretty excited too. Things at the house had been a little too busy for us to

get in any quality time and I had lost interest in girls, mostly because they

were proving to be an emotional  hassle.

Right now I didn't want a complicated relationship that cost me time and money.

I was more or less following my hormones and that meant only one thing.

                Hey, if

I have to spell it out for you, quit reading.

                I got a

surprise request from my little bro a few days after I made the suggestion to

go camping that rocked my world even more. Bernie had heard about the trip and

wanted to know if he could come along. I figured there was room for him, but

dad's tent wasn't really all that spacious. That would be solved, I was told,

if we brought his dad's tent instead, which slept four with room for a dance

party on top of that. I guess the thing was a bear to put up, but great once it

was.

                I said

yes. Who wouldn't?

                When

the day came, we picked him and his stuff up first, went back to the house to

cram it all in my car, along with sleeping bags, folding chairs, coolers of

food, and a host of other things that might or might not be needed on this

trip. That barely left room for the three of us, but we wedged into the front

and headed off. It was a really tiring drive, even if it were only a few hours

away, but once we got there, all we wanted to do was get the camp set up.

                The

tent was a beast to get into position, and it took the three of us acting in

unison to get the poles up and the canvas spread out properly. However, it was

worth it for when it was done, a sweaty half an hour later, it was a pretty

impressive sight. It had windows with flaps, a canopy over the door, and a ton

of room inside.

                We left

it open to air out, set out our sleeping bags, lined up the coolers and headed

to the showers. It was early in the day and the other campers either weren't on

the grounds yet, or were out exploring the rest of the park. It was eerily

silent for the time of day.

                I wasn't

thinking of more than rinsing the sweat from my fur. The day wasn't unbearably

warm, but working out in the sun and then on inside of the tent had worked up a

mild coating of perspiration. The water was pretty cool as it came out of the

nozzle, but it felt fine under the circumstances.

                I had

my eyes shut as I rinsed my head, with the water running noisily past my ears.

I didn't hear a thing, but I did feel hands on my balls. I just about jumped

into the next stall. I heard an apologetic voice.

                "Sorry

dude! I didn't know you'd jump like that!"

                I still

could see, but I knew the voice. It was Bernie.

                "I

wasn't expecting anyone so I suppose I overreacted."

                "Then

allow me to apologize."

                I could feel him shift until he

was kneeling in front of me. I was still trying to clear my eyes, but as the

shower head was right above me, it was proving difficult. I didn't need to see

what he was doing anyway, because I was all a matter of tactile stimulation. Hey!

IF you can do it with the lights out, who needs to  see, right?

                I could

feel him caressing my balls as he coaxed my cock from its hiding place. It

didn't take too much persuasion to come out, seeing as I was hornier than a

billy-goat jacking off in the girls' locker room. My meat slid out and was

immediately set upon by the greedy lips and mouth of this perfectly adorable

kit. Bernie, if you will recall, was an Arctic Fox, and as such made for a

fashionable playmate at times like this.

                I

grabbed his head and leaned back against the wall of the stall. The water went

from flowing over my head to flowing over his. He hardly noticed. He grabbed my

ass and pressed his mouth down over my cock like he was trying to swallow it

whole. I would have choked, but he acted like he wanted more.

                His

mouth was a dream come true. I just about went into a fit of humping, except

that what he was doing was just as nice. I was so glad there wasn't anyone else

around right now, because I could have stayed in that position all day.

                His

tongue was massaging the underside of my cock while his mouth in general was

sucking so hard I figured I'd be an inch longer by the time he was done. His

fingers kept playing with balls, at least for a little while. After that, they

worked their way father back, until I could feel him playing with my ass. I was

a little freaked out by it, as up to this point I had always been the one

sticking something in their asses. But he was pretty good at what he was doing

and slipped a wet finger in and started to massage my insides.

                It was

damn incredible.

                I

nearly lost my footing as my knees started to give way.  I let go of his head and pressed against the

sides of the stall for support. Hell! I couldn't even see straight, not because

of the water, but because, I think, that my eyeballs were rolled back in my

head.

                He

continued sucking and massaging until by balls exploded. The little shit could tell

it was coming and pressed his lips tightly down on my cock, blocking the flow.

His finger in my ass started to rub more firmly until I was ready to scream for

relief. All at once he relaxed and my cum shot into his mouth and down his

throat. As the flow ebbed, so did my strength and I slid down the back of the

stall and onto the floor.

                When I

opened my eyes, Daryl was standing there jacking off. He smiled at me. "He's

pretty good, isn't he?"

                I just

sort of nodded and let out a sigh. "Yeah, that's one word for it."

                Bernie

was grinning."Thanks. Practice makes perfect. I've been wanting to get it on a little

more with you for a while, ever since I was over to your house. You're kind of

cute you know."

                "Cute?"

I preferred something a little more masculine than cute.

                "Sure!

You've got a nice face, a nice ass and you react divinely when you have your

buttons pushed."

                I

considered that. If feeling that way cost me nothing more than my vanity, I

could be as cute as he wanted! "Sure! Cute it is. You're pretty good looking

yourself, you know."

                "So

I've been told," he said with smile. "I'm looking forward to the rest of this

weekend."

                I

struggled to my feet. "Me too!"

                My

knees were still wobbly after that experience. Apparently it took another guy, even

a young one like Bernie, to know what makes a guy crumble to pieces. Girls were

good, but none were even close to him. I threw my towel around me and we went

back to the tent.

                Our

spot was under some trees, so we got a little shade during the day. The camping

spots on either side of us were unoccupied, and the ones farther down appeared

to be presently deserted. The only sounds were distant and muted. We had this

patch of park all to ourselves. I didn't look a gift horse (or anything else)

in the mouth and pointed the absence of witnesses to the other two.

                Daryl

was on top of it. He dropped his towel and said, "There's no time like the

present then, is there?"

                Bernie

was barely a step behind him. His towel hit the floor too. So did mine. But I

was suddenly struck with what to do. All along, I knew we would be having some

fun, but I hadn't actually put much thought into it. Now that we had an

immediate opportunity, I was lost. Hell, that suck-off in the shower could have

lasted me for a while.

                But

Bernie was ready to go. His cock was sticking up like a soldier standing at

attention. That was great for him, but that left me feeling impotent. I'd

recharge eventually, but in the meantime I felt like a eunuch.

                I

figured out later that I think Bernie might have had something up his sleeve,

but what it amounted was something up my... well; let me keep going with the

story.

                "Nope,

there's no sense wasting a chance like this. So Greg, have you ever considered

taking it yourself?"

                I had

to think for a minute what he was asking. Then it dawned on me that he meant

taking a dick up my ass. I hadn't before. I was sort of domineering type of

guy. But his finger had felt pretty damn incredible. I was almost too macho to

admit it.

                "Not

until just now." I figured it couldn't hurt, in any definition of the word. His

cock was smaller than mine, and if he could take mine, the least I could do was

to take his. If it was anything like his finger had been, I was going to be

getting the better end of the deal.

                "Really?"

His eyes lit up like spotlights.

                "Yeah,

I guess. There's got to be a first time for everything."

                "Sweet!

How do you want to do it?"

                That

was a good question. I was still feeling a little shaky. "How about I lay down

on my back and you can try it that way?"

                "Sure,

no problem!" I think he nearly came right there. He looked at Daryl, who merely

shrugged. I think they figured I'd be more against the idea.

                Bernie

grabbed some of the lotion that I had packed and lubed up. As promised, I lay

down on the floor of the tent,  raised my

knees and spread my legs. It felt awkward, like I was the girl in this

relationship. Of course, at the moment, I was. There was something about that

feeling that I found erotic. I wouldn't admit out loud, but it did.

                The

fluffy white foxboy looked almost as nervous as I felt. That made me feel a

little better. I was used to being in control and this time I really wouldn't

be. I had a feeling his nervousness was because he actually had a crush on me.

That was weird too. Girl had crushes on me, not other guys. But it made me do a

double take. Maybe some did and didn't want to say anything. It was food for

thought.

                "Are

you ready?"

                What

could I say? "I guess it's now or never."

                I

concentrated on relaxing. He got up close, and I could feel his cock rub across

my ass as he lined up with my hole. I closed my eyes and was surprised as he

shoved it in smoothly on the first try. It was a strange sensation, but not an

unpleasant one. As if to prove my acceptance of this intrusion, my own cock

slid out and made itself known.

                Bernie

grabbed it with a free paw and started stroking it. His fingers were still

covered in lotion, so it wasn't a dry jerk off. I'll tell you right now that I

was ready to lay there for the entire day. I had no idea that sex could be this

much fun. I was so worried about being a tough guy that I had missed the flip

side.

                I

closed my eyes again and relaxed even more. His cock was perfect for stroking

my insides, and his paws perfect from the outside. But things changed up fats.

A factor introduced itself and its name was Daryl.

                I felt

him straddle my midsection. I opened an eye and watched him watching me.

Without a word he lowered himself against my cock, and while Bernie held it in

place, my kid brother slid over it and then down until he was resting against

my belly and chest.

                "No

moving."

                "What?"

I asked.

                "No

moving. I get to do it all by myself."

                What

was I going to do? Argue? Hell no. I was getting double fucked! Where would the

sense be in complaining or arguing about that?"

                You know,

you hear about threesomes with a guy and two girls all the time. I never had

one, but I doubt it could have been any better than this. Bernie's cock was

slipping in and out, and while I know that the other way around the friction

was great because of the size differences, I think the fact that my ass had

never seen any action made it nearly as equal for him.

                The

look on his face was pure nirvana.

                Daryl

had locked his toes into my sides; his fingers clung tightly to my shoulders as

he moved his body up and down across mine, stopping occasionally to luxuriously

rotate his hips a little. I was of the opinion that they were trying to kill me

with pleasure. It took all my might to just lay there and take it.

                This

went on forever. Ok, so that makes it sound like it was a chore, but it sort of

was. For someone who was normally the one doing the screwing, laying there

without doing anything was almost too excruciating to bear.

                I could

tell when Bernie was feeling the heat rise up. His movements became stronger

and deeper, and I did have to wince once or twice because of his increased

enthusiasm. It made me feel bad for what I had done to my little twerp of a

brother before. But all at once Daryl began jerking down even harder. Bernie

had grabbed his tail and was using it to pull himself forward, slamming my ass

while he was forcing Daryl down on my cock. I'll tell you how that felt when I

find words for it.

                Bernie

was really getting off. He was soon going so fast that I knew my ass was going

to be raw regardless of his size. Daryl was grunting like a pig as his friend

drove his ass over my cock. When the first of us started to cum, the others

fell like dominoes. Don't ask who the first one was, because I wasn't paying

attention.

                All I

know is that there was a mass of tired, sweaty and very happy bodies pilled in

the middle of that tent. My cock was still twitching inside of Daryl, but

Bernie had pulled out and lying next to me. Overall I was of two minds about

this. The first was that we were all sweaty again. That meant we should really

hi the showers once more. The other was that I didn't want to spend all day

showering, so how soon would my cock be ready to roll again?

                As if

to answer me, it started to stiffen up inside Daryl's ass. My kid bro groaned a

little.

                "Really?"

                I

nodded with a smile on my face. "Really!"

                And

this was only the first hour or so of the whole weekend. This was my best idea

ever!