The Masturbational

I can't wait till summer so me and my gay friend can go camping and play with each other in the secluded woods where no one can hear us. We'll pitch our tent deep in the forest, far from any trails, and as the sun sets, we'll strip down by the crackling fire, letting the flames lick at our naked skin. He loves how I get hard watching him stretch, and I love how he teases me about my "straight boy" curiosity until I'm begging for it. We'll take turns tying each other to trees, using the rough bark as a thrilling backdrop for our mouths and hands to explore every inch. He'll bring his favorite dildo, and we'll see how many times we can make each other come using only that and our tongues under the moonlight. By morning, we'll be covered in dirt, sweat, and each other's marks, exhausted but already planning our next escape into the wild where we can be our truest, dirtiest selves without judgment.