Francis
I didn't know what the fuck is wrong, but I let her leave. I shouldn't. Last night was the greatest moment I ever had in my life. Including the noise that she is making, keeps on ringing in my head as Colt drive and it makes me hard down there.
"Something wrong?" Colt asked.
"Nothing." Of course, he wouldn't get that answer as well. He wanted details.
"What happened to you and Natalie?"
"We fuck. Both drunk. Both attracted to each other."
"Holy shit! You finally bang her."
"Yes, I did. I regret one-fourth of it."
"Why?" he glanced at me and goes back on driving.
"Because she's mad at me. I forget to use a condom." I scowl at him when he stopped the car almost make us both squashed in front if it wasn't for the seatbelt. "Fuck, man! You almost killed us both." Good thing that this is a freeway.
"You, fucking what?!"
"I forget to use a condom. I'm so into her."
"What if you get her pregnant?" I had thought of that since early this morning that I wake up with her tangled on me and then go back to sleep and wake up again when she's not with me. "I had decided. If she did get pregnant, I will take responsibility. Marry her and do the husband's duty."
"You can do that for her?" he started driving again and Travis beeps on us loudly as he overtakes.
"I told you, I am fucking into that woman. I don't care. You know that I am always responsible for my every action."
"I know that. But could you live with the commitment? A wife doesn't like their husband screwing another or having mistresses."
"I know." I had thought of that as well. But Natalie is special, and I will do everything she asks. I will give everything she wanted. Not that stupid sucker who took her virginity and left her on the altar in front of the people just to embarrass her.
"Francis, you wouldn't get her pregnant in just a shot. To make sure that she will get pregnant, fuck her again." I smack his head. That wasn't right at all. But I didn't regret making love to her. It was special and very much sensual and erotic than ever I had in my life.
We get to our camp. Complete boys. It's good that Zac was with us and his wife, beautiful, wonderful and moody wife was kind enough to give Zac time with us. This is the first time that we didn't miss a camp. Though we've been limiting our camping. Only once a month or twice a month will happen because of our hectic schedules.
I had seen Zac's kids. They are the most wonderful creature I had ever seen. Both the twins are gifted, and I can see Zac's eyes sparkle whenever he sees the twins. And the warmth-loving—burning look he always gave his wife was making me envy. I never look at someone like Zac did. Zac told us that it was the most wonderful feeling of being in love with your wife.
"Francis just fuck our friend Natalie," Colt announces and I glower at him. "And also forget to use the condom." The boys gaped and started throwing condoms on me from their wallets. Well, of course, Zac doesn't have one since her wife is pregnant and he's still making love with his wife. So, he took from the box that Travis had and throw it on my face.
"I can't believe you!" Travis said aloud. "You hurt our feelings!"
"Seriously, I don't want to talk about it."
"Why won't you just marry the woman? You seemed to be head over heels on her." Warren the ever so observant on us said.
"She should be married right?" Travis asked. "Tell us that you didn't screw somebody's wife."
"I didn't. She got dump by the bastard."
"Holy shit! I never did that to my pixie though I wasn't sure about her." Zac said which is true.
"But you thought about your grandma's testament that is already on her name, so it pressures you."
"Well, half of it but I never really thought that it will be the most wonderful day of my life." The boys started telling Zac to stop being so dramatic and all lovey-dovey whenever he talked about his wife.
We started our camp and started talking about lots of things that we couldn't talk with other people. It's all about confidential things on our circles, love, loyalty, honesty, and faith. That's what we had. Since we are all childhood friends, we all know each other's lives and how we ended up hopping to a woman to another. Few of our stories have comparisons and differences.
"You should woo her," Zac told me. "You are into her right? That gravitational feeling between you and her will lead to love."
"I agree with Zac. If she gets pregnant, we know that you'll commit and take responsibility. If she didn't, your choice." Warren said.
"I'm still fifty-fifty."
"Natalie is a hot bartender. I would bang her more than once." Travis said and I shoot him a glare. "And that's the look of possessiveness." He's right. I'm being possessive over my woman. I never did get possessive. I share them when I like and when the woman likes.
"Do you all know her ex-boyfriend? The one who broke her heart?" they all shook their heads.
"Hmm, I doubted it that Natalie would be dump by someone. I mean, she's cool and everything and petite, men usually like that to be all superior." Colt mutter.
"She's a dominant like and submissive at the same time. The small dickhead doesn't like her at all." I defended.
"Shame!" Zac commented. He's right. "I never get so superior when it comes to my pixie."
"To my wife as well," Warren said. His wife died years ago. Maybe it's already seven years ago.
We talk further and I told them about Natalie's brilliant ideas on mixing the wines with their perfect food and whatnots. We will endorse it together with the perfect food for it so our customers would buy it as well.
We went to our tent at ten and I can't stop thinking about her. I watch her videos more than once on my phone and watch her smile beautifully and shake her beautiful ass as her breast jiggles that men drool over.
I remember how it felt inside my mouth. How juicy it is and how irresistible it is. I leave marks around it is making sure that she's purely mine that night. I hold my cock that is half hard. This needs a release and I want her, and I need her. I rub my crotch where my shaft is lying down, and I thought about her.
Francis, fuck me. She panted on every word as I suck her spots inside her mouth.
I will, my Natalie. I go down on her trimmed hair and kisses it lightly and does the same on that pinkish button of hers. I give it attention as I licked it. I look at her as I lick it. Her eyes are close, her back arcs and that beautiful exposed breasts of hers wanted my attention as well.
Oh, Francis… she gasped as I inserted two fingers inside her. It is tight like it has never been touched, but the motherfucker who breaks her heart makes me mad. I just focus on her, so I won't lose control of everything.
"Francis!" my tent shakes and I wake up from my dream. Oh, fuck! I was recalling a moment with Natalie that becomes my fucking dream. "We got a mountain to climb. Plus, my wife needs me."
"Alright." There's no bathroom and I couldn't jerk off anywhere. I drank on my water and put my shirt on and fix my boner that has been aching.
I got out to find the boys stretching and I did stretch with them. The food is already served as well. Damn, I miss Natalie so much and the pancake that she made that night. I would lick her fingers clean from the chicken drums that I heated.
We hike up the mountain and found walls and started climbing as we had our safety belts and ropes that our best climber Travis put up there. Since we've been here, and we make sure that the lever is safe since Travis climb up first.
"Don't be such a chic Francis! Get your heavy boner up there!" Colt told me who is just above me. I groan in annoyance and wanted to spank him.
"You're a big man Colt, but my boner doesn't have to do with this climb." I reach another rock and reach another. "Besides, it's your boner who is heavier like your weight."
"Oh, shit! Don't say that I'm fat."
"I didn't say anything about fat."
"Your dicks won't make this beautiful rock walls fall on you," Zac shouts out.
"It will certainly don't need dicks to stick in!" Warren agreed.
"I think this wall is still a virgin!" Travis calls above us.
"Just don't fucking tripped asshole!" I shout at him.
All we did was reaching rocks and screaming at each other until we reach the very top.