The Summer of '73, vacation at the beach with my best friend. We happen upon a beach party late one night and have a really horny night to remember, and bid a fiery farewell to our cum rag.
One of my closest friends invited me on vacation with his family, a two week camping vacation to Cape Cod. I had only been to the ocean one other time, so I was really excited about the trip.
His family had a pretty big RV, but it couldn’t sleep us all, so Rob and I were put in a two man tent next to the camper. It was great because that afforded us all kinds of freedom once everyone settled in for the night.
Most nights we roamed the beach, and we were close to a theme park and a town where there were lots of people out and about. Most, much older than us. One night we were walking the beach and came upon a group of older kids partying around a bonfire. They were nice and invited us to sit and join them. The guys looked like surfer types and ohhhhh the girls! They wore really little bikinis, and Rob and I were mesmerized. They were passing a bottle of booze which I think was peppermint schnapps, and offered Rob and I beer. But it was a long walk back to the campsite so we both declined.
The night wore on, the group was noticeably getting quieter, guys and girls slowly pairing up. The girl with the largest tits was soon topless with her boyfriend sucking them and her hands all over the huge bulge in his pants. Pretty soon no one was paying any attention to us, they were all getting naked, the sight making Rob and me so horny we couldn’t stand it, our boners peaking out from our swim trunks. Rob turned to me and said, “It’s pretty late we better get out of here, and besides I need to do something with this boner, it’s so hard it hurts”! “Me too bud, my dick has been dripping for like an hour now”!
We finally make it back to our tent. Our boners rock hard the whole walk back. My leg and balls slick with precum. Both of us need to jerk off desperately, but as of yet have never done it openly in front of each other. Oh now don’t get me wrong, we both have been jacking every night in the tent, but when we “think the other is asleep”, but truth be told, I knew when Rob was beating his and I know he knew when I was.
Well tonight was different. We stripped naked outside, I could see Rob's hard cock in the moonlight, it looked pretty big, bigger than mine anyway. We were both stroking but it was a little cold, so we climbed into the tent and into our sleeping bags. We talked about the night, those big naked tits, and it didn’t take long for me to grab the t-shirt I’d been using and tell Rob I was cumming. Moments later Rob says I need to cum too, but can’t find my shirt, let me use yours, so I toss him my soaked shirt and he lets go of his load.
It was a great vacation! Each night after that we decided to sleep naked, and if we felt like beating off we did openly and shared my cum rag t-shirt. By the end of the two weeks, when no one but Rob was looking, I tossed the T-shirt in the campfire our last night. Me and Rob grinning ear to ear, a fiery farewell to a well-used cum rag!
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