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Later that night...
After the lake divers get luxuriously washed with boiled algae water in the open woods, they go off to change privately despite modesty already being non-existent tonight. Jayne is in one tent getting ready for her slumber, Riley is in the other and Dustyn is using the back of the van for his privacy. Dallas is there to lend him a helping hand, obviously. The pair had planned to sneak away somewhere to have a little one on one time tonight but once they found themselves in the van, they realised it was the perfect place. Dustyn was already naked too. Dallas stripped off and the pair wasted no time. Rather than getting on all fours and risk banging into any of the left over equipment with all the movement, Dustyn decided to lay Dallas on his back and straddle him, slowly coming down and riding in that position. "Fuck," he moans in a breathy voice, trying to be as quiet as possible as he places his hands on Dallas' bare chest and gently bounces on him. His boyfriend is thick and this position is really hitting the spot so it's hard to stifle the exclamations of pleasure. Dustyn locks eyes with Dallas and gives him a mischievous smirk and chuckle, knowing how naughty they're being.
Scott lays on a log, tired out but too lazy to move or get changed. "Can someone pass me a chocolate bar? I'd go up and get one myself but I don't want to." The cooler is only about 10 feet away.
"What kind?" Oscar says from the log opposite, sounding equally as dreary. These two don't have the natural excitement and stamina of Dustyn and Riley nor have they been snorting coke like Billy. They want to turn in for the night but don't have the energy to do so.
"Ummm...Milky-Way." Scott says, closing his eyes and awaiting his food. Oscar begrudgingly leans over into the cooler bag and finds the chocolate of Scott's choice. He then throws it across the camp, causing it to land right on Scott's crotch. Scott doesn't flinch and keeps his eyes closed. "You're lucky that hit my fake nut..."
Billy is still sitting with Erich, his new friend. Well, in all honesty, Billy never doubted the friendship but it's becoming more genuine on Erich's side as the night progresses. He is far more relaxed and doesn't feel the need to have his back up, ready to go into attack mood. Billy is very night and day about how he feels. If he's uncomfortable or doesn't like someone, he is constantly on edge, waiting to defend himself and he tends to make the atmosphere very icy as he's such a dominant presence. On the flip side, if he's happy then he's a ray of sunshine, telling jokes and is very inclusive. Billy is either giving you death stares or is acting like your best friend. There is no in between. "You think it'd be cool if we all just shared the one tent? Looks big enough. Think it'd be nice, all of us together. Not in a gang bang way, though." Billy asks this as he wants to feel close to and embrace all the people here. It sounds odd coming from someone who usually comes off as a bit cold. Turns out he has a mushy, friendly side.
Riley steps out of the tent after sprucing himself up. He's ready for bed in his white tee and grey sweats. It's not his usual nighttime get-up but he's out in the open and he's sharing with people who aren't Chaelin. Layers are necessary. "I feel so much bet-AAAHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK!!" he yells mid-sentence, hopping and holding his socked foot. His voice booms like a drill sergeant. It's very startling for many reasons: his voice is naturally deep, he has some killer projection, he never raises his voice as he's so placid and he rarely swears if it's not in a script. When Riley shouts, it usually means disaster - the FINAL of final straws. It makes everyone in the camp jump. Even all the way from the van, Dustyn clenches at the yelling, which just so happens to feel good for Dallas.
"Jesus Christ, what happened?!" Scott says, springing up and now fully awake. If Riley shouts, some shit is going down.
"Stood on a bastard twig!!" Riley says through gritted teeth. He didn't just step on it, it pierced his sock and through into his skin. It's stuck in the sole of his foot. There is blood. Ouch. "I hope this doesn't get infected," he says, pulling it out and discarding it over his shoulder. |
WEEKEND: BILLY • DUSTYN • OSCAR • RILEY • SCOTT PUBLIC WARNING: BEAU • CARTER LEE • JAKE • MYLES • ZANDER THE STAT NERDS: BRIAN • CHRISTOPHER THE ZONE: BLAKE • CHRIS • JASON • LIAM
JOSHUA GRIMMIE • LINCOLN • LAYLA • MERCEDES • MICHELLE GREEN ANDREA • DENEIL • CHICAGO NOBODY • BLOOM • SONNY • VICTORIA BLACK REUBEN • ELLIE-GRACE SUMMERS • ALFIE SUMMERS • MICAH DELISLE JAMIE JACKSON • KONSTANTIN • FAYETTE • SAYYID |
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