We've known each other since we were in high school. Grew up together, I was the best man at his wedding and we've have been best friends for about 25 years. Let's call him S. He recently got divorced and hasn't been okay so we decided to do what both of us love, go camping. We drove to a place we've been going to for years, set up camp, talked shit. Around 5 in the evening, he takes out a bottle of Bundaberg and before we knew it we'd finished more than half of it.
Turns out we didn't time our trip well and in a couple of hours, it started raining. My tent and everything in it was wet. No biggie, we'd shared a tent before so one night wasn't a problem. I packed my stuff into the car and quickly got into his tent. As soon as I entered, he handed me another drink. Since we had little else to do we finished the bottle, lit one up, before calling it a night. We were both pretty pissed by then. All that rum, the rain made it hot and humid inside and we were down to our boxers. Now he's an athletic guy, not a gym bro but quite fit and I'm a big guy.
It was hot and humid, we were two people in a one person tent and mixing alcohol and herb never did me well. I knew it wasn't going to be the most comfortable night but I was trying to sleep anyway. I don't know how long I was out but I woke up to pee. S seemed to be sleeping weirdly, too still. I was still pretty high and thought I was seeing things. I walked over him, opened the tent a little bit, took my cock out and pissed. Just as I was lying back down, my hand grazed something. Fucker was hard! I laughed thinking he was having a good dream.
