sat next to me as I cracked the seal and took a long pull of the bottle. I handed it to him and he did the same.

“I didn’t know you brought any alcohol, “he said, “but it’s a good idea. It just wouldn’t be camping without a stiff drink by the campfire.”

I laughed and said, “You said stiff.” We passed the bottle a couple of times until it was about a third gone. No reason to get smashed. Between the heat of the fire, and the shots in our stomachs, we were plenty warm even though the cool of the night had settled over us. I didn’t want it to end and suddenly I knew it was now or never.

“I feel so fucking free up here,” I said to Brian. “It’s like we left behind more than just all the people, but their fucked-up ideas about how we’re supposed to behave. Today at the portage showed me that.”

“I agree,” he said. “It’s our world now and it’s up to us to invent our own definition of right and wrong. May I suggest only one rule for the week: If it feels good, do it!”

Damn! He was really speaking my language now. I looked into his eyes and saw them gleaming in the firelight.

“In that case, let me be the first to do this,” I said softly as I put my hand on the bulge in his shorts and gave a gentle squeeze. “I think there are more ways to feel good than jacking off, and if you’re willing, I want to find out.” I rubbed the thin fabric and felt his equipment stir with my touch. His cock was beginning to harden and he didn’t need to answer with words. Finally I had my hands on him, but would he let me do the things I was thinking about? My own dick was so hard it hurt, but I focused only on Brian.

“What are you suggesting?” he asked, his voice just a whisper.

“I’m not suggesting anything,” I said while continuing to rub his ever-hardening dick. “It’s just that you brought me up here and showed me this beautiful place. For this I am grateful. I want to do something for you in return. It would make me feel good to maybe try sucking your big dick. That is, if you want me to. I’ve never done anything like that before, but right now I would like it very much.” His meat went straight to attention with my words. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and could feel his pulse quicken.

“That sounds great,” he sighed, “but only if I can suck yours too. I’m so hot right now I could shoot in a second, so let’s go slow and make it last.” He reached over and took my hand away from his crotch and stood up, his stiff cock pushing the front of his shorts away from his flat stomach.

Standing right in front of me, silhouetted against the flickering fire, he pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. His cock sprang up to his belly like it was spring loaded. I reached out for him but he stepped away and walked to the door of our tent. He reached inside and pulled out his