A day fishing
When I was a young teenager, I went on an overnight camping trip with some boys and we made a campfire in the woods. As we sat around the campfire, there was a lot of talk about fucking chicks, and the thought of those boys fucking really turned me on. When it got late, and it was time to put out the fire, a tanned, crewcut, shirtless boy stood up and pissed on the fire to put it out, and then the other boys stood up and pissed on the fire too. I was surrounded by a ring of hot young boys with their cocks out, all pissing on the fire. Clouds of steam arose from the fire where those yellow streams crossed and splashed on the hot rocks, and I could smell the piss of those boys who stood there pissing like magnificant Viking Gods. I sat there transfixed in awe as my dick got hard in my jockey shorts, and I knew this was a magical experience that Iād remember the rest of my life, and I still think about it when I jack off.