Note: This story takes place roughly a week after the last story. Be warned, there is plenty of bathroom activities and private intimate moments. If that is not your thing, please skip over this story. As always I look forward to hearing your comments. Hope you enjoy!
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The drive to the campsite had been unusually quiet. "You alright over there?" I asked Shannon, still amazed I somehow convinced her to go camping. She was the opposite of outdoorsy.
"I'm fine." Shannon said. "Just wondering what a weekend of camping will be like, that's all." She said nervously.
I couldn't help but think the only reason she agreed to this trip was because I had been so distant lately, and she was willing to sacrifice her own comfort to spend time together. After my recent interactions with Ashley, I felt terrible. Shannon had always been so sweet to me. We were far from a perfect couple, but that certainly did not excuse the things I had done with Ashley.
I tried to put that all out of my head and relax. A weekend away from work and stress was just what I needed.
After a few hours of driving, we pulled up to the entrance of the campgrounds. You had to park at the front and then carry everything to your campsite a few miles away. Ashley had already pointed out on a map where they'd be, a mere hour walk from here. I packed everything on my back that I could and Shannon and I headed off into the woods.
We arrived the campsite exhausted and dripping with sweat, but the sight of Ashley instantly energized me.
"You made it!" Ashley ran over and gave Shannon a hug. They exchanged pleasantries while I met Mark. He was a little taller than me, but otherwise fairly similar. Light brown hair, toned build, blue eyes. I started to wonder if Ashley had a type, and Mark and I were it.
I began to assemble my tent right next to theirs. Mark was kind enough to offer a hand. He actually was very nice and friendly. In my mind I had built him up as this selfish jerk neglecting Ashley's needs. Perhaps that was a little biased.
We spent the rest of the day drinking and chatting. Before it got dark, Mark and I built fire. Our dinner consisted of roasted hot dogs and smores. I was amazed at how well this was going so far.
As the night wore on and the fire died down, I politely excused myself to find more firewood. As I stood up after hours of sitting, the pressure on my bladder finally started to set in. I wandered further into the woods, and found a nice private spot behind some trees and bushes.
Although late in the evening, the sky was fairly bright from the full moon. The sound of my zipper broke the silence as I started to relieve myself. The air felt both warm and cool on my sensitive skin that rarely saw the outdoor world. The sound of my urine hitting the dirt and leaves pierced the night air. I let out a soft sigh and leaned back, aimed my stream nearly straight up and watched it arc several feet in front of me. Few things felt as satisfying as that.
"Looks like fun!"
I almost yelled from the shock, and jerked my whole body in the direction of the noise.
"Jeez, watch where you're aiming that thing." Ashley said as she jumped to the side avoiding an unwanted golden shower.
"Oh jeez, I'm sorry." I said, carefully aiming my high arcing stream away from her.
"It's fine. I shouldn't have startled you like that." She said, still watching me closely and smiled. "But that does look like fun." She giggled.
I felt the weight of her eyes on my crotch. I actually turned away slightly to protect a little modesty; it had been a while since she watched me pee and that initial, unfamiliar self-aware awkwardness came back like it was the first time. "I thought we agreed no more watching each other go...?" I asked, as I tried to cover my flaccid shaft that had nearly doubled in length and thickness since she startled me.
"You're right. I'm sorry. I didn't intend to come watch you pee." She said, holding back a soft laugh. She turned her head, but was still partly looking at me out of the corner of her eye. "I was actually coming over here to do the same thing. Just didn't know you'd be here."
As my stream died down, I shook off the last few drops. After I was completely finished, I still was holding it and held off tucking it back into my boxers. Whether that was on purpose or a subconscious move to be seen more, I don't know.
Assuming I was done from silence, she returned her gaze to me. She couldn't hold back her smile when saw I was still holding it. God I love that feeling, I thought to myself.
With her side facing me, she quickly slid her shorts down and squatted. It was quite a teasing view seeing the side of her thigh and butt, but not much else. I could barely make out a small stream forming into a puddle between her feet. My soft thickness was now growing harder and I finally decided it was time to put it back in my boxers.
Ashley looked over as I did so and smiled, clearly watching the whole thing. "We did agree to not share bathroom moments, you're right. But I think we get a free pass on a camping trip." She wiggled her hips in lieu of toilet paper to shake the last few drops.
"Good point. I mean what else are we supposed to do?" I added lightly, watching as she stood up and pulled her shorts up and over her toned thighs and curvy butt.
"Well Shannon headed back to the camp entrance to use the facilities there. Mark went with her to be nice since it's already dark."
"What? They did that rather than just go behind a tree? That's a few miles back, both ways." I found that hard to believe at first, but found it even harder to picture Shannon squatting in the woods.
Ashley and I returned to the campsite and had a few more drinks around the warm fire knowing we still had quite a while before Mark and Shannon returned from their long bathroom trek. As usual, once we started chatting and laughing, the time flew.
"It's getting pretty late. I should probably start getting my sleeping arrangements figured out before Mark gets back." Ashley said as she turned on a battery-powered light to make sure Shannon and Mark had something to look for. The fired died down now to just a few glowing embers.
I stood up and dusted off my pants and started to head to my tent.
"You can't just leave the fire like that, Jason. It's not safe." Ashley said.
"Oh, good call. How do you put out a fire?" I asked realizing I've never done this before.
"I guess you can pee on it." She said with a smile.
"What?" I assumed she was joking.
"Isn't that what guys do when they're camping? I'd do it but the logistics involved...I don't want burn my cheeks...or worse." She looked over slyly. "Just pee on it."
I shrugged my shoulders and took a few steps closer to the fire. Ashley stepped right beside me and watched as I pulled out my penis for a second time in less than an hour. Fortunately the few recent drinks were enough to make me have to go, but Ashley's staring was enough pressure to prevent me from actually pulling the trigger. I took a few deep breaths, and tugged on my soft skin to help coax out the stream.
The fire felt hot on my penis and Ashley took a step closer. She was practically touching my side. A few more deep breaths, and a few more gentle tugs and I was barely able to get out a few drops. The process left me completely hard. Ashley's face lit up with a smile that I couldn't tell if it was from laughing at the weak stream, or the fact my cock was now sticking straight out without the assistance of my hands.
Smoke rose as the mixture of urine and fire created a loud hissing noise. I forgot I had an erection and was completely content sharing this moment with Ashley. I looked over at her, she looked up at me for the first time breaking her gaze of my crotch and we both laughed.
"We made it!" I heard a deep voice from behind.
Shit! Mark and Shannon were back and I tucked my erection back in my shorts and started using my beer to extinguish the flames. I leaned forward to hide my obvious bulge in my shorts.
Mark saw me pour out the last of my beer as the flame died down. "Shoulda just peed on it." He joked as he took Ashley's hand and they disappeared into their tent.
Shannon and I retired to our tent as well. My erection was still pulsing and my heart was pounding from nearly being caught. Shannon looked at me with mischievous eyes. Did she know me well enough to know I was hiding something?
I was a little tipsy and decided not to let my erection go to waste as I kissed Shannon's neck. My hands ran up her belly, caressing her covered breasts and quickly undressing her as I had a thousand times before. It had actually been quite a while since we were last intimate, but it still felt the same. It always felt the same. Following our usual foreplay routine, it wasn't long until I was deep inside her, thrusting and holding her tight. Her soft moans in my ear got me even harder. I felt her warm embrace as she approached her climax quickly, but what sent me over the edge was thinking about how Ashley asked me to just "whip it out."
In the entire time we've known each other we've watched each other pee several times before, but that was the first time she ever asked me to do it in front of her. The thought of her wanting to see me was too much to handle as my hips moved at twice their normal speed until I felt myself shaking, lying atop Shannon as the last few thrusts drained my body, leaving any cum I had left deep inside Shannon's tight slit. I kissed her neck, now getting drowsy as I heard her soft pants of satisfaction.
As I snuggled with her, I couldn't help but imagine it was Ashley I was holding as we both drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I awoke to find Shannon still asleep, cuddled in her sleeping bag. Her bare shoulder was exposed; reminding me she was completely nude underneath. I kissed her on the cheek knowing she wouldn't be up for a few more hours.
I threw on my shorts and a T-shirt and headed out to my makeshift outdoor bathroom from the previous night.
To my surprise, Ashley was already there. Sitting on a log facing me, her ass was hanging over the back edge. She had her arms crossed, resting on her thighs as she leaned forward. I saw this position before...once.
"Morning." I said as I walked toward her. It was hard to hide my excitement of catching her during her private time, but I did my best to stay calm.
