Another annual camping trip with the family. Man I’m starting to like these less and less. You spend days organizing things, half a day packing and the other half getting there and setting everything up. As soon as we get there I get to work and the kids go off to play — it’s not fair I swear. I finally get to sit down with a beer once the tent is up, the sleeping bags are laid out, our kids checked on, the fire is made, and dinner is prepared. A sneaky beer from the 12 pack I had to hide because it’s a family-friendly no-alcohol park. But I wanted it and it felt so good.

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The fire starts dying strategically as quiet time approaches and we head to bed in our giant tent. I’m not normally such a lightweight, but 2 beers while being tired made me feel a tiny bit of a buzz when I got up. Weird, but a welcome feeling. Time ticks by. The crickets chirp and the cicadas make whatever god-knows-what sound they loudly make. I can’t sleep and I’m up on Reddit until my phone dies. It’s around 1 or 2am and it seems everyone around the campground has found a place in dreamland except for me. Maybe a hot shower will relax me for bed.

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I throw on a shirt and shorts and slip on my slides and start up the rocky path to the bathroom. It’s the only light shining in the distance and it feels very eerie and out of place, but I was looking forward to it so I continued on. Inside is a urinal and a couple of stalls as soon as you walk in. Around the corner were the showers and I heard the water running. Great. I was hoping to be alone. Maybe I should head back and forget the potential awkward experience, but I decided to not succumb to anxiety this time and do what I planned to do.

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I turned the corner with my towel in hand and directly in front of me is this totally nude guy except for his flip flops with his hands in his hair and head pointed up. At least his eyes were closed. I’m not sure what I was expecting because it startled me. I haven’t seen another naked guy outside of porn since I was a kid. He looked to be about 5’10 — slightly taller than me — and an athletic body. I could definitely tell he worked out from the looks of his chest, shoulders, and biceps. My eyes kind of instinctually drifted lower and I noticed that he’s moderately hairy, but his pubes were nicely trimmed. I have to say he had a really good looking — “hey!”

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He scared me. I must have been staring. Oh shit oh shit. “I’m sorry,” I replied quickly. Then I noticed there was only 1 shower head. It was a large handicap stall and he was showering with the door open. I saw his eyes look over me with a pause and he responded that he must not have latched it by accident and it swung open. He pointed to the stall next door and said there’s an open one there. I nervously said thanks and sorry again. He smiled and said “no problem, man”.

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I hurried to the next stall and I was shaking. I start quickly removing my clothes half wallowing in embarrassment, but also half wondering how at ease he was with that situation and even how comfortable enough he was to smile! I start the water and wait for the warmth to engulf me. I’m finally starting to relax and let the anxious feelings wash off of me. I close my eyes and let out a deep sigh of relief as the warm water flows on the top of my head and down my back. After what seemed a couple of minutes I opened my eyes and wiped the excess water off of my face. Once I’m fully aware I look around and see the guy next door’s head and arms resting on top of our dividing stall wall.

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“Holy shit!” I said as I turned my backside to him. He started laughing lightly and apologized. He said “well I thought it was only fair that I get to see yours since you got such a good look at mine.” I awkwardly laughed and stared blankly at his blue eyes. “Well?” He said. Crap. He did see me. How long was I staring at his smooth cock and trimmed pubes with a little bit of well shaped muscle to round him out? I replied that I didn’t think he was serious. He smiled, raised his eyebrows, and nodded.

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Alarm bells were ringing in my head. I’ve always fantasized about a situation like this, but not in real life! I’m just a normal, married with kids, bi-curious dude. But it’s the middle of the night and I’m far away from home. I won’t even see this guy again and I guess all he wants is “revenge” for me sneaking a peek. “OK — but I’m a grower, not a shower.”

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“That’s ok,” he happily replied. I guess I was starting to show a little because when I slowly turned around my dick flopped with my hips and I could feel the weight of the blood starting to pool in my half erection.

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“Some grower!” He quietly exclaimed. I bashfully smiled and said it was average - 6 inches at best. He said he was about the same and said we’re definitely not average. He then said he had a confession to make. He continued to admit that he left the stall open on purpose and he was glad a good looking dude walked in. He said getting caught turned him on so much that his cock was throbbing and he started to slowly jerk off while I was getting situated. He’s telling me all of this while I’m awkwardly standing naked in front of him with the hot water turning my back red.

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“I have an idea,” he said. “Since it’s so late and we’re probably the only 2 people awake, we’re both already naked, and one of us has already started jerking off — why don’t you come over into my big stall and we can help each other out?” A shock passed through my entire body. I thought I was going to pass out. I bit my lower lip. He smiled. I turned off my water and rounded the corner into his stall and closed the door behind me.

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“I’m sorry, but this is all new to me. I’ve never been with a guy before.”

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“It’s cool,” he replied. “We’re just a couple of buds looking to get off.” I smiled slightly — a bit unsure to be honest. He started stroking his cock and motioned for me to come closer. He grabbed my wrist and had me start slowly feeling my own cock. “Can I touch yours?” He asked. I nodded without looking up. I was transfixed on what was going on below our wet waists. He started slowly jerking off both of us with his hands. He then told me to grab his. I complied.

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I couldn’t believe it. I was jerking off another guy. A pretty attractive one too I must say. But that didn’t really matter too much right now. I was so fascinated by our cocks. It felt so good. I had the urge for something more, but I couldn’t put it into words. I was scared. He lightly moaned which in turn made me tense up. He felt my cock grow rock hard and twitch for an instant and he chuckled. “Like it so far?” He asked. I was biting my lower lip and pushed out a petite “mmhmm.” He suddenly let go of my cock so I in turn let go of his. I looked up at him. His face was inches away from mine. He looked at me and motioned to the bench in the steamy stall. “Go sit there.” I looked over and there was a towel draped over it.

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I sat on the towel and kept stroking my cock. He had a sharp grin and crept over towards me and went down on his knees. My cock was at eye level to him.

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“Can I give you the best head you’ve probably ever had?” I leaned back and nodded. He lightly grabbed my dick by its smooth base and licked all the way to the back of its head and slowly eased it into his mouth. Shallow at first, but he sped up and took me in deeper than I’ve ever had. I let out an audible gasp. It felt so good and so much different than I’m used to that I was confused — but a great confused. He then let me out of his mouth and stroked me slowly while licking my balls.

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“Now you try,” he said. We haphazardly swapped positions. I’ve never sucked a dick before, but I wanted to more than ever right now. I started just like he did. Slowly licking my way up and covering his cock head with my lips. I tried to go lower, but that was not happening. I gagged and he laughed. He said it was ok and urged me to continue. “The important part is up top anyways,” he muttered. I kept in mind to not touch him with my teeth. It was actually a lot harder than porn makes it out to be, but I was getting a rhythm going with my mouth and hand and he certainly seemed to be enjoying it by the low moans coming out of him.

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“You’re doing really good — I’ll let you know when I’m close.” That turned me on. A little encouragement goes a long way. I started going faster and gripping slightly harder. He started stretching out his legs and was tightening up while breathing heavier. I’m doing it! This is so good.

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“Stop!”

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I let him go with a confused look. He wiped his brow from the sweat and humidity of this super hot shower. “You sit now,” he demanded. I sat down and he straddled the bench with me. He spit on our cocks and started stroking them together. It felt amazing. Our wet cocks sliding against each other was something I never thought I would experience and it was beyond what I imagined.

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He started to moan louder. His forearms were so pumped and veiny. He stroked us faster and faster and then I felt something warm. He started cumming on my cock while still jerking us both off. I almost finished right there at the sight of him using his own cum as lube to jerk us off. It was so hot and sticky. He then stopped. I was so close too. My cock was throbbing and covered in his cum and wanted satisfaction. I desperately wanted to cum too.

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He stepped back and went back on his knees. I leaned back and put my hand in his short hair. "Wait," he said. He grabbed each of my legs, raised them, and set my feet to rest on the shower bench above him. He then pulled my hips towards him and leaned me back against the stall wall. To my surprise he started licking my asshole while stroking my cock slowly. It felt so ticklish at first that I couldn’t concentrate on how my dick felt, but it got better. Much better. He started to stoke me even faster. I told him I was close and he removed his face from my ass and sucked his finger. He slid it into my asshole and started fingering me. That first insertion always feels like a shock. I’ve used my buttplug at home plenty of times to know that feeling, but never from someone else. He then put my cock in his mouth again -- still lathered in his cum -- and started reaching for my prostate with his outstretched finger, stroking the base of my cock, and sloppily sucking the top of my cock.

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It was too much for me to handle. I surprised him and unleashed a hot load down his throat. My asshole clenched on his finger and contracted tight onto it each time I pushed my cum into his mouth. He gagged, but he kept going. He drained me until I relaxed and then he cleaned me up with his tongue. The mixture of both of our cum together seemed to be a huge turn-on for him.“Holy shit!” I sighed. “That really was the best head I’ve ever gotten!”

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“Told you,” he replied coyly. “I’m glad we met.” He said.

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“Oh yeah!” I confirmed.

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We cleaned up in our separate showers and he gave me a smiling “goodnight dude” over the divider wall and walked out into the cicada croaking, creaking, chirping — whatever — night. I went right to sleep in my tent and left that camping trip with an amazing entry in my spankbank. Best camping trip ever.