Wake Up Wolf Boy – Camp Buddy Yoichi Route Part 15

Title: “Wake Up Wolf Boy – A Delightfully Deviant Camp Buddy Encounter”

The sunlight peeked through the tent flaps, gently rousing Yoichi from his slumber. He stretched languidly, his shirt riding up to reveal tantalizing glimpses of his toned abs. Suddenly, a loud snore erupted from beside him, causing him to stir. His eyes widen as he takes in the sight: Ken, the handsome camp counselor, lying nude beside him, one arm flung over Yoichi’s waist. Memories of their passionate lovemaking from the night before flooded back, and Yoichi felt a familiar stirring in his loins.

Yoichi carefully disentangled himself from Ken’s embrace and slid out of the sleeping bag. He couldn’t help but admire Ken’s physique – broad shoulders, thick thighs, and a sizeable morning erection that made promises of sinful delights. Yoichi bit his lip, desire coursing through his body. He knew he should get dressed and start the day, but the temptation was too great.

Yoichi crept closer to Ken, his breath quickening. He reached out a tentative hand, tracing the defined lines of Ken’s chest down to his hip bone. His fingers danced over Ken’s skin, lingering on his inner thighs. Ken shifted slightly, and Yoichi froze, pulse pounding in his ears. But Ken remained asleep, his breathing deep and even.

Emboldened, Yoichi wrapped his hand around Ken’s impressive cock, marveling at its weight and length. He stroked slowly, marveling at the silky-soft skin stretching over the firm flesh. Ken’s cock twitched, growing harder under Yoichi’s ministrations. Yoichi felt his own arousal swelling, straining against the confines of his sweatpants. Pre-cum leaked from the tip, leaving a damp spot on the fabric.

Yoichi leaned down, placing a feather-light kiss on Ken’s cockhead. He licked a slow stripe from base to tip, savoring the salty musk. Ken mumbled incoherently in his sleep, hips lifting slightly. Encouraged, Yoichi took more of Ken’s cock into his mouth, moaning at the taste. He sucked greedily, tongue swirling around hot steel.

Ken’s hands found Yoichi’s hair, fingers threading through the soft strands. He pulled gently, guiding Yoichi’s movements. “Fuuuck, Yoichi…” Ken groaned, finally awake. “That mouth of yours…”

Yoichi looked up at Ken through hooded eyes, his own erection throbbing with need. He popped off Ken’s cock, a string of saliva connecting them. “Sorry, Ken. I just couldn’t resist.” His voice was husky with desire.

Ken sat up, grabbing Yoichi and pulling him into a searing kiss. Yoichi melted into the embrace, cocks rubbing together deliciously. Ken’s hands roamed Yoichi’s body, squeezing his ass and running up his back. He easily manhandled Yoichi onto his back, trapping him beneath his muscular frame.

“I don’t want you to resist,” Ken growled, nibbling on Yoichi’s earlobe. “I want you to give in to your desires, let me fulfill them.”

Yoichi whimpered, legs falling open in invitation. Ken wasting no time, nestling his large cock against Yoichi’s ass crack. He began to rut, the slick friction driving them both wild. Yoichi reached down, spreading his cheeks, giving Ken easier access.

“Fuck me,” Yoichi begged, voice shaking with urgency. “Stuff that big dick in me and fuck me stupid.”

Ken needed no further encouragement. He grasped his cock, lining up the thick head with Yoichi’s tight pucker. He pushed in, the ring of muscle giving way to admit him. Yoichi cried out at the initial burn, his body clenching around the invading cock.

“Relax,” Ken murmured, nuzzling into Yoichi’s neck. “Let me in…”

Yoichi took a deep breath, forcing his body to unclench. The pain faded, replaced by a deep, aching pleasure as Ken bottomed out inside him. Ken held still, allowing Yoichi to adjust, before starting a steady rhythm.

Yoichi was lost in sensation, back arching off the floor, nails scoring down Ken’s back. Their bodies slapped together, inside and out, covered in a sheen of sweat. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air. Ken’s thrusts grew harder, more erratic, chasing his own release.

“Ken…” Yoichi’s voice was a keening wail. “I’m so close!”

Ken reached between their bodies, stroking Yoichi’s dripping cock in time with his thrust. The overstimulation was too much. Yoichi spilled into Ken’s fist, his walls clamping down on Ken’s cock like a vice. Ken let out a guttural moan, hips stuttering as he emptied himself inside Yoichi’s willing body.

They collapsed together, chests heaving, bodies slick with sweat and cum. “Holy shit,” Yoichi panted, “that was… intense.”

Ken chuckled. “I aim to please.” He rolled off Yoichi, pulling him into a tender embrace. They lay together, basking in the afterglow.

But Yoichi knew they couldn’t lounge in bed forever. The campgrounds were waiting, unaware of the naughty shenanigans going on in the counselors’ tent. He sighed dramatically, propping himself up on an elbow to gaze at Ken. “Guess we better get cleaned up and head out, huh?”

Ken grinned, pulling Yoichi down for one more searing kiss. “One more for the road, then…”

And so they began their day, hearts full and bodies sated, ready to face whatever adventures lay ahead, knowing they had each other, now and always, ready to capture this summertime moment, a special bond, a memory tailor-made for the camp buddy that truly completes one.