OK this is from the camping series on the hsi page.  FilousSopo , txdramalover , and I participated on this one.  It starts off with a story by Filo, in it our six boys are camping and for some reason have broken into pairs to share sleeping bags.  Then they decide to share sex stories but Ming and Yo do a little more "sharing" than the others.  This is the second story from that series.  And btw if you want to read the entire thing in order you can find it on the hsiclub page in the "into the wood" book.
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I had just finished telling my story and heard everybody satisfying themselves.  I have to admit I did embellish a little. I really wanted it to sound good.  It was mostly true except for one glaring fact: this wasn't my most recent conquest but something that happened nearly six months ago. Annnd it may have been two or three stories mixed together.

Truth be told, I haven't been with a girl in the last six months. I was tired of all of the fake relationships. To be fair all I wanted was the sex but they always thought it meant more when I would bed them. It became annoying to have these girls hang onto me like they were more than a one night stand, so I gave it up.

Trust me when I say my hand had become my new best friend these last few months.

The sounds echoing through the tent sent my mind reeling. I love imagining what the others are doing because of my story spinning skills. I know for a fact that at least four of them got off. If I'm being completely honest, I think Yo and Ming were doing each other so to test out my theory I decide to cause a ripple.

"You sure were going at it hot and heavy Ming." I say fishing for a response.

"You have no idea." He says and that's my answer.

I know what a blow job sounds like. I've gotten enough of them and slurping sound is a dead give away. Then there was the dry humping, that rustling sound came through loud and clear. I'm sure that if they were alone the fabric that we between them would have long been gone.

"Tomorrow I'm sleeping next to Wayo." Said Beam.

"The hell you are! He's sleeping next to me." I say jokingly earning me a slap from behind. I turn and look at Forth.

"Oh, you want to sleep with Yo tomorrow?" He says.

I can feel his stare. Not only that I can feel his hand slither around finding my cock and giving a possessive squeeze.

"It was a joke Forth. Everyone can tell Ming and Yo are together right now." I say trying to diffuse the situation.

"Just a joke. OK." He says but I'm not quite sure.

"Seriously, it was just a joke." I emphasize.

"I believe you." He says dismissively.

"You don't sound like you believe me." I counter.

"Pha, you said it was just a joke to razz Ming right? I believe you." He says in an almost believable tone.

"OK." I say giving up.

I roll away from him and try to fall asleep. He keeps pulling me closer to him. I finally give in and scoot into him. After what feels like forever I manage to fall asleep but this sensation wakes me up. I can feel it. Forth is rubbing his dick against my ass. I lay still not wanting to let him know that I'm awake.

He starts to become firmer with his action as his speed increases. My breath hitches at the feeling. Dammit now he knows I'm awake. His hand snakes around to the front and into my boxers grasping my member tightly.

"I know you're awake and I know you want it." Forth whispers into my ear.

I can't deny he's right. I do want it. I turn my head to speak only to have his lips on mine forcefully kissing me into submission. He demands entry and I give it allowing his tongue to invade my mouth.

"Why do you always make me ask for it. Why can't you ever initiate." His voice comes out gravelly making it sound even sexier.

"Where's the fun in that. You want me to just spread my legs and beg you to do me? That's not ever going to happen. No. You're gonna have to work for it. Every time." It was a whispered protest that sounded like an invitation.

He pushes me down on my back and hovers over me. I can barely make him out but my eyes have adjusted enough that I can see him. He licks his lips tauntingly and I push myself up to meet them but then he pulls away to tease me.

"I'll get it. Don't you worry." He promises.

I know he will too. And probably faster since we're only wearing boxers. He bites his lip then glides his tongue over the offended area. That's a tell. He's gonna be rough tonight.

Over the last two months Forth and I have grown closer. We started off just hanging out but then one night, while we were drunk, we started talking about how pretty Yo was and whether either of us thought about being with him. I had, of course I had. He's adorable and smart and nice, I'm sure everyone in our group thought of having a taste of him.

Well that converted to whether we'd ever kissed a guy to actually kissing a guy. It was so addicting. His taste, the warmth of his mouth, the strength of his tongue, it all culminated to one fantastic experience. After that we started making out more, then that led to blow jobs, and finally sex.

I'm drawn out of my thoughts when he attacks my neck, clamping down before fiercely sucking on it. I grab his head to hold him there because that's one of my erogenous zones, all the while strangling my moans for fear of being caught.

His hand goes to my boxers and this time he manages to yank them off without breaking contact with my neck. He starts palming me and I love the feel of his hand against my flesh. I'm trying my best to hold back my moans because our friends are sleeping and they don't know about us yet.

Although I'm pretty sure that everybody's sound asleep, tightly cuddling with their sleeping bag partners, I don't want to risk it. I just hope they're too tired to notice Forth's attack on me. I let out another moan, dammit he's so good at this.

He gives me a devious smile and heads down. Normally he would torture my nipples but he has bypassed them meaning he is single minded and that thought is to be inside of me. I move up in the sleeping bag to give him room to maneuver. He places my knees on his shoulders and pushes them up giving total access to his prize.

He devours it like a starving man. Licking. Sucking. Probing. His tongue is a force of nature that wreaks havoc. It pushes against my soft hole and forces it's way in. He laves at that ring mercilessly. My willpower fails and I let out a moan. I can't help it. The things he's doing to me won't let me remain quiet.

I shake a little in anticipation waiting for his thick tool to do its work. How do I describe Forth's dick? Majestic? A work of art? A tool created to bring endless pleasure? All of these things apply. The first time we did it, there was a power struggle. Essentially we're both tops and neither of us wanted to submit. So we hashed it out diplomatically: we played rock, paper, scissors.

Obviously I lost or I wouldn't be here with my legs in the air and my man's face buried in my ass. That first time, when he finally put it in I knew there was no going back. It's long and thick. It felt like it was carving its way through me, claiming ownership of the path it was creating inside of me. Because it's so big it brushed against my prostate immediately and I was lost. I'd been in both positions so I was able to gauge the difference and I wasn't about to give this one up.

I feel the head of his cock at my entrance and brace myself for his next move. A slight scream leaves my mouth. Even though I was expecting him to do it I was still caught by surprise at how forcefully he went in.

Earlier I was cursing him for cumming inside of me during our story sharing time, but right now it's a godsend. At least there's some form of lubricant. He slowly pulls out then pushes back in, all of his focus is on this action. His body is taut and rigid.

He is trying to be considerate but it's too much. I grab his ass and start pushing and pulling him trying to achieve the desired affect. I throw my head back and revel in this feeling. I had the upper hand in this moment.

"You bad boy." He hisses out between panted breaths.

"I guess I'll get serious now." He means I won't be able to walk tomorrow because he's going to pound my ass into oblivion.

He chuckles as his mouth envelops mine trying to suck my soul out with his dominating kiss. I wrap my arms around him and kiss him with all the fight that I have but I know I won't win. I never win.

He pulls back and slams back into place causing my breath to falter then I start panting. His movements are bold and precise. Each thrust lands on its intended target, his goal is to make me scream out in pleasure. I would have, if we were alone, but not in our current state will I let him make me lose control.

I clamp my teeth shut willing myself not to let him win. I won't give away what's going on right now.

Faster, I need him to go faster so I squeeze his arm. He knows what it means and complies with my wishes. My legs are still dangling over his shoulders as he speeds up his rocking motions gripping the tightly. His muscles are flexed and his breath comes in gasps, his pace is intense.

I knew he would be exhausted in a short time. He slows down enough to drop my legs and reposition my hips then he drives back in going deeper inside of me.

"Ahh!" Dammit I couldn't help myself.

I can feel his smirk as he speeds up yet again. He knows my body so well and can read all of the signs. He knows that I'm close. I'm practically biting my tongue off trying to stay as quiet as I can while this asshole pounds as hard as he can trying to make me moan.

He grabs my cock and starts pumping it. I admit it. I officially lose. He strokes it with his erratic pace and all I can think of is "more, god more!" My balls couldn't hold out as long as my muscles.

Faster and harder as he gets closer. His grip tightens and I cum howling his name in ecstasy. He still pumps inside of me as I orgasm. A few more thrusts then I feel the familiar surge of his heat fill me as he lets out a soft moan.

Asshole

Our breathing is labored and he lays himself on top of me kissing me. Then he slaps my ass playfully.

In chorus to my own, I heard another strangled groan. I look to my right, and in the silence of the night I knew, it was Beam who moaned. He was panting but after he few moments his breathing calmed down.

"Told you Kit, they're a couple." He says with a chuckle.

"Yes Beam, I heard everything." Kit responds sounding out of breath.

I'm pretty confident they were having their own fun because that type of breathing doesn't come from self service. Yo is stirring in his sleep and we heard a mumble of incomprehensible complaints. He already had his fun so I suppose he and Ming are actually trying to sleep.

"Guys are you done? Will you let us sleep now?" Ming complains.

"Sorry," Forth calls out.

I didn't say anything while Beam and Kit were giggling. Soon they quieted down and I assume fell asleep. Feeling satisfied, I drifted off to sleep with Forth closely snuggled to my back, like he always does.