to plow even deeper, wanting to feel his hot cum fountaining up into his stomach.

Through their panting and moaning, they heard voices and the sound of wood being thrown aside.

"I think they're coming for us. I think they've found us," Jake moaned. "God, I hope it's the good guys."

"And I think I'm cumming too," Mario muttered through clinched teeth. And he did just that, shooting off inside Jake in heavy and deep spasms of cum. This had been a whole new, rock-busting experience. He now thought he could get it up for a hottie like Jake tonight before he could for Cindy, even if she were here and minimally covered in that black lace teddy of hers.

The two pulled their shorts up and adjusted their positions as best they could. The sounds of American voices came closer, calling their names. They had been saved. It was the good guys

"We'll not mention this to the other guys, I don't think," Mario whispered to Jake.

"No, for sure not," Jake answered.

"But I won't forget this," Mario said.

There was a moment of silence.

"Want to go get a beer after we clean up and get back to camp?" Jake tossed out.

"Sure. And then we'll have to go looking for someplace real private like."

"Right."