Campfire Contest

I should have known it was a bad idea. Going camping when you're 16 years old with your girlfriend would be awesome, or likewise going camping when you're 16 with 5 of your best buds would be awesome - but going with your girlfriend AND 5 guy friends none of whom had girls with them would be bad. I should have known this. I'm smart. Why don't I listen to my brain? I could have left Deanna at home and came home to her after the weekend. But no, I thought with my dick and instead Deanna came with us so I could get laid over the weekend.

The first day we arrived, the jokes started. Friday morning as me and Deanna put our tent up, Aaron and Jason (2 brothers) both started joking that if she wasn't satisfied with what she was getting in our tent that she could come to theirs. She rolled her eyes playfully and made a sarcastic come back. It made me feel confident that she wasn't flirting back.

One of the other guys, Jeff, was busy building a fire. He didn't have a tent and didn't plan on using one. He was very outdoorsman-ish and decided that he'd just sleep on top of the picnic table on the camp site. So while the rest of us worked our hard labor of setting up tents, he just sat over by the fire that he finally got going.

The other two guys were more subtle than the overly sexual Jason and Aaron and the wild outdoorsman Jeff. Brad was a computer geek who was somehow very popular with women. I was surprised he hadn't brought a woman with him. However, he was busy putting up his tent and trying to do so in a way that the small antenna at the top (for his CB radio) was in the best possible position. Mike, on the other hand, was complex in that he could be set off at any moment and turn very violent. He was a bit of a psychopath. Everyone at school knew him as the guy who set a mentally-handicapped girl's hair on fire one day because she had spilled milk on his notebook. He got suspended for a month after that and had failed a grade because of the suspension. He was swearing as his tent was not going up as quickly as he thought it should.

By Friday afternoon our tent was up, the brothers had their tent up and Brad was content inside his tent reading comic books and talking on his CB radio. Mike still had not quite gotten his tent up, but had stopped bothering and was drinking a beer with Jeff. Deanna and I joined them after loading our stuff into our newly errected tent.

Deanna was a beautiful girl. Short, at about 5'2, brownish hair with gold highlights, a freckled face with a gorgeously cute smile, a nice D-cup rack, and an awesome round booty that would make any guy go wild. She was maybe 10-15lbs overweight, but that didn't bother me at all. I was, at the time, about 6'2, with black hair, and an average looking guy. My cock was about 5 inches long, and pretty thin, but Deanna always told me that size didn't matter and that I satisfied her amazingly.

As we sat around the fire on that windy afternoon, Jeff took the initiative to be the first to take his shirt off... since we all know guys in the woods HAVE to be topless. Mike laughed at him when he took his shirt off, Jeff was pretty thin and not muscular, but looked good without a shirt on. Mike scolded him, saying "Dude, if you don't have muscles, leave your shirt on. Nobody wants to see your flab."

Jeff took offense and said "Dude, there's no flab on this body."

Deanna, much to my surprise, made the next comment saying "I actually think he has a nice chest." And with that she smiled at Jeff.

Mike was thoroughly insulted by this point and pulled his shirt over his head, and tossed it towards his half-falling-over-tent. He flexed his muscular chest, showing off his pretty-well-defined abs and pecs. Deanna smirked and rolled her eyes, "Yeah yeah yeah... yours is nice too.."

I laughed it off, but Mike took great pride in it and asked her "Who's do you like better, mine or Jeff's?"

Deanna took a moment to think and checked out both Jeff and Mike's chests again. She licked her lips, smiled, and said "I think they're both nice and I can't really choose..."

Mike got pissed and punched Jeff hard in the arm. Jeff grabbed his arm and made a sound of pain. Deanna shook her head in disapproval, "Well that shows me that Jeff wins." With that she leaned over and kissed Jeff on the cheek. Deanna then stood up and walked towards our tent and said "Matt, come on... let's have sex before dinner."

I followed happily.

When we got in the tent our clothes were off before you could snap your fingers. She immediately laid down and spread her legs and then I was in between there pushing my cock into her. She gasped and moaned as I pushed into her inch by inch until all 5 were in. She moaned loudly saying "god you fuck sooo good..." so the guys outside could hear.

I started rocking back and forth, and much to my surprise the usually quiet Deanna got very vocal. "Oh my gosh... it's in so deep... Oh I love it! You're hung like a horse!!! OH FUCK ME!"

That put me over the edge and within a minute of entering her, I'd cum. She rubbed my back as I layed on top of her exhausted. I pulled out and she smiled and stroked my well-lubricated cock, whispering "You better give it to me longer than that tonight.." with a wicked smile on her face.

We both struggled to get dressed again and walked outside the tent. Jeff and Mike, who had been joined at the camp fire by Aaron and Jason, started clapping and laughing at us. Mike chirped up "Pretty quick there Matt."

Aaron especially seemed to be enjoying this and chimed in with, "Deanna, babe, if you want more than 3 pumps come over to my tent tonight."

Deanna winked at Aaron and asked, "What would I get from you? 4?" She laughed and sat down next to the fire. I took a seat next to her.

Jason was smoking a cigarette but asked between puffs, "So Deanna, are you just that tight that he can't last?"

Deanna rolled her eyes and responded by saying, "Don't I look tight?"

They all laughed and Jason said, "So where to I stand in the chest contest?" As he pulled his shirt off. Obviously the other guys had told Aaron and Jay about the earlier competition.

Jay's chest was more muscular and defined than Mike's chest, but only a 4 pac of abs was visable for some reason. Deanna hmm'd over it for a second, before Aaron chimed in saying "I want in on this too."

Then the contest was over. Aaron pulled his shirt over his head and stood there with body-builder like definition. A perfect 6 or 8 pack under perfectly defined pecs. His arms large and strong looking. Deanna stared at his body with her mouth open.

Aaron, knowing she was speechless flexed some more and asked "So who wins?"

Deanna responded quickly "Oh my god, you..."

Aaron, wanting to embarass me a bit, asked "Who has the nicer chest between me and your three-thrust-wonder boyfriend?"

Deanna just kept her eyes locked on Aaron's chest, "Oh my god, you," she said again.

I got kinda pissed off at this point and Aaron went off to the cooler to get himself a victory-beer. Deanna seemed to be in another world as she stared off at the fire. Something was going on in her head. I only wish I knew what it was at that point, because then maybe I could have done something to stop it from happening.

Good start. Hope to see more.

Great start to the story - keep writing man!

Great start! Please finish.

Good start. Keep it going and keep it flowing. The possibilities for where this story could go are endless......my is "a-wandering" to a number of those places now.

- Ed

yeah man, this is a very good start......keep it up

Sounds great so far! Thanks!

Fantasic story so far ... can't wait for the next installment.