The dawn light illuminated the tent and I rubbed my wet ass with a towel and slipped into my jeans and top. Jim's cock still looked semi hard and I rolled it my hand and started to milk it. There was no sign of any change in hardness from his pole but it felt good and made my own cock start to stand up hard.
I unzipped the tent and got out, as I stood up and stretched in the cool morning air, and gazed at the sights and sounds around us.
"Hey how goes it man," said the guy on the next pitch.
"Ok, it's a great morning isn't it?" I responded.
"You two guys aren't into fishing really, are you?" he quizzed.
"Oh no?" I said "what makes you say that fella?"
"I liked the Asthma bit last night, that's a first and original if I ever heard it" he said with a sneer.
"Mind your own God damn business will you!" said Jim as he emerged from the tent "what's it got to do with you anyhow?"
He stepped right up to the guy within inches of his face and sucked in a great lungful of air, puffing out his great hairy chest.
He looked twice his size and ominously threatening.
"Ok, Ok you made your point and I think I made mine," said the guy as he back peddled away from the situation.
He wondered away back towards his own pitch and when a comfortable distance away he made a hand gesture and said something neither of us could make out.
I grabbed Jim's sleeve as he was about to go after the guy.
"Leave it, let's get out of here and try another campsite or maybe even go home"
"The cheeky god'damn bastard" Jim huffed and puffed.
We dismantled the tent and packed all the equipment back up into its carrying cases and loaded the car. We drove out of the track and onto the main road.
"Let's go home shall we?" I said
"Sure, but maybe we can stop somewhere along the way and have a 'play" Jim smiled
"Sure why not," I responded
We drove along the road and I slid across the front bench seat close up to Jim.
My hand sliding up and down his inner thigh and occasionally up over the front of his jeans. I could feel his cock rising inside and slowly unzipped him and pulled the front of his trousers wide apart. His white briefs were packed full of hard throbbing cock and I massaged his growing cock through the tight white cotton.
I couldn't resist it any longer and tugged at the tight elastic band, pulling it outwards to reveal the pulsing pole that lay beneath.
My other hand delved into the hot and sweaty heart of his pants and gripped his shaft tightly. He slipped back in his seat and closed his eyes and I could feel him almost relax at the prospect of what was to come.
I tugged his cock completely out of his pants and helped his balls to sit over the elastic band. It gave tension to his ball sack and I could concentrate all my efforts on his cock.
I rubbed it with both hands and spit on his cock head to lubricate his foreskin. It made the rolling of his cock so much easier as I gripped hard at the base with one hand and started to quicken the pace with my other hand.
He started to buck and ride my fists as they pounded his meat and I dropped my hot lips onto his cock head. Licking and sucking at the tip of his meat made him groan and ride my mouth. He tried in vain to get more cock into my mouth but I teased him and resisted, licking the tip with long slow straight licks right up the shaft to the very tip of his now bright purple cock head.
I became aware of a slight tapping noise in sync with the bobbing of my head over Jim's huge monster pole. I glanced up to see a check shirted forestry worker stood at the window of the car with his cock out, stroking it in time to my head. His shirt sleeve was catching the car window and his cock was poking out through the front of his blue coverall. I gasped in surprise and Jim opened his eyes and stared at the man who didn't stop stroking his cock.
"Go ahead you guys, don't mind me, this is the best ever," said the guy.
"Shall we?" I asked.
"Why not," said Jim "It's too late now"
Jim pressed the window down button and the driver's side window slid down as the motor whirred.