Camping With Jim

Jim and I had grown up together and had spent the night together hundreds of times. We had talked about sex but never masturbation. We had never seen each others boners in all the years. Well this camping trip was going to be different. Two other friends (we'll call them Bret and Greg) went with us on this camping trip. It was June and school had just let out for the summer. Jim's dad dropped us off at their farm and we set up camp and went swimming in the river.

Well the next thing I knew we were skinny dipping. Then Jim wanted to have chicken fights. Jim was about 6'2' and ran track. I was 5'6' 140 soaking wet, so I crawled on Jim's shoulders. I started to get excited with my dick on his neck. I started to get a boner. I noticed that Greg was on Bret's shoulders was getting a hard on. I couldn't believe how excited I was seeing another guys boner in person. I got kocked off on purpose because I was really getting turned on. Then we started wrestling, Jim got behind me and had me in a head lock. I could fill his boner between my legs. It felt like a log. He began to press the head of his dick on the back side of my balls. And then he started to hump me very slowly so that the others wouldn't notice. I thought I was going to blow my wad right then.

I couldn't believe that this was happening. What had taken place in his life to make him do this??? We all decided to get out and go warm up by the fire. We all stood there looking at each others boners. I couldn't believe the difference in sizes and looks. Mine is a text book penis, 6', cut and thick, Jim 7', cut thin but a huge mushroom head that when hard points north. Bret, 6', cut, and little Greg, he was shorter than me but had a huge dick. 7-1/2' and a log. Well we ate dinner and turned in. Jim and I were in a tent and Greg and Bret were in a tent. I fell asleep in the buff.

I awoke later to a hand job by Jim. I didn't know what to do. It felt really good. Jim leaned over to me and said 'lets go out by the river.' He got up and went outside. I followed him down to the river and away from the camp. My heart was racing, I thought I was going to pass out. We both stopped and he knelt in front of me and began to jerk me off. He was playing with my balls and rubbing his finger over my asshole. I couldn't take the pressure anymore. I shot ropes all over his chest.

It was now my turn. I didn't really know what I was doing I just went at it. I could feel his balls rolling and he started to grunt and his hips started to thrust with every stroke. He whispered down to me 'put your finger in my asshole.' I slide my finger into his hot tight hole. He grabbed my hair and let out a loud grunt, and then came the flood of cum. It was all over me. It just kept coming and coming.

We went back to our tent after cleaning up. Then we started the marathon. It continued throughout freshman year in college. We are both married now with families.