Perfect. It’s just because I haven’t had an orgasm since… since I rode his thigh. My face involuntary scrunches as I cringe at the memory. It’s not a bad memory, the opposite really. It’s just that I’ve never done anything like that, let alone on my brother’s best friends thigh.
“What’s with the face?”
I feel the heat of the blush that creeps up my chest and rests on my cheeks, “Ah, nothing.”
Shrugging, Rhys puts his shoes on and waits for me. Right, shoes.
Once I have them on, we start back.
I turn to say something to Rhys when his arms wrap around my waist.
“Hey!” I shout in protest.
“Snake.”
I turn around in time as the snake slithers across the path and into the shrub. My heart rate skyrockets, and I can’t catch my breath while my stomach falls to the pits of my body.
“Well, that got the blood pumping.” He chuckles.
“Oh, did it? Did me almost stepping on a snake get your blood pumping?”
“It wouldn’t have done much damage.”
“Really?”
“Well, no, it was a brown snake. They’re pretty fucking venomous.”
I just stare at him.
Once again, he shrugs, steps around me, and proceeds in the direction of the camp site.
“Hey, don’t leave me.”
After about thirty minutes we can see the car and swags. Looks like Davis and Beau have set everything up.
“I haven’t been camping since your grandpa took us.”
“You mean since he took Shane and I, and you pitched a fucking fit until we let you join us.”
I raise my head high and pull my shoulders back, feeling proud about that memory. I strut past him, making sure to add some extra sway, because fuck him. “Exactly, that time.”
When I round the car, I freeze mid step. Beau and Davis are making out like teenagers, while Beau’s hand is wrapped around Davis’ exposed cock. I let out a little squeak, turn on my heels and leave while apologising.
Rhys catches up and asks “What?”
“Davis and Beau are… having a moment.”
Rhys rolls his eyes and walks past me. “Put his cock away, I want to cook this barbeque.”
“Fuck off.” Davis calls back.
Rhys ignores them and rounds the back of the car getting everything he needs, while I stand at least twenty metres away.
I can hear a grunt that tapers off into a groan. I guess Davis came. Still, I give it a minute or so before approaching.
When I reach Rhys, Davis and Beau also round the corner. Beau licks his hand and hums. I stare with my mouth agape, but when they look at me, I look at my feet and blush.
“Never seen a man wank another man?”
