I looked up as you walked back towards the fire, staggering a little and smirking at yourself, enjoying the buzz and the night. I watch you come towards me, firelight gleaming off of the red in your beard, shirt still half un-tucked and your hair ruffled. My eyes move over your body. From the face I love so well, tawny eyes and your throat, bristled with unshaven hair. Down your hard chest and belly to the bulge in your jeans, my favorite place.
You drop to the ground next to me and watch quietly as I reach over to slide my hand up your leg, your crotch, pulling your shirt up to feel the coarse hair and warm skin. I pull your shirt free of your shoulders and pause to kiss you, taste of booze on your lips as I unzip your jeans, exposing the deep V of your pelvis and slowly awakening cock.
I tip the bottle over your chest, leaning in to lick off the drops of whiskey trickling through your chest hair. Now a nipple, lapping and nipping at you, my head spinning with drink and desire. You startle and giggle as a cool splash hits your solar plexus, hitching up your hips as it runs down your belly. My mouth chases it, down and down, until your hard cock is in my face and I can't help but suck it.
Take it in, fast and sharp, deep throating you until I feel the full head hit the back of my throat. You groan and try to reach for me, but I push your hands away. Just lean back and enjoy baby, let me do you, rule your body with lips and tongue, the barest scraping of teeth along the bottom of your shaft. So quickly your cum explodes in my mouth, salty as I swallow it and moan deep in my throat.