“Could be...”, Mat said looking thoughtful, “Hey ahh... while we're on that subject... Wanna fuck me again? “Hell yeah!” Wally answered. This time Mat straddled Wally facing him then sat back to fully impale himself on Wally's hefty shaft. A bit of clear liquid emerged from Mat's slit as Wally's big glans passed over his prostrate. Mat caught it on asian his finger then licked it off. “When you cum, do it in my mouth man. I want to taste your stuff” Wally said. “Be ready right after you go off. Just have your mouth open man”, Mat said with a big grin. Mat knew how to get what he wanted. That was every last bit of sperm left in Wally's balls! He worked his sphincter rapidly back and forth over Wally's sensitive glans and that area just below his slit until Wally shoved up into him and groaned as he provided Mat with more of what japanese he so badly wanted. Mat barely got his dick into Wally's mouth in time to have his sperm gushing over Wally's tongue. With their libidos finally satisfied they cleaned up then turned their lantern off and went to sleep. The next day, after sucking each other off, they hiked back. They hung out for awhile under the bridge hoping those guys would show up. No luck there so they agreed to go camping again the next weekend and try to come by there at the same time as as the day before. Mat reminded Wally to bring cooking oil and plenty of baby wipes too. End This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapter. WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. 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