"Come on," she said, quite matter-of-factly, "clothes off, they'll dry in the sun if we spread them over the bushes." Then, seeing the look on my face... "Oh God, come on - I've seen a naked man before - you've not got anything that the others haven't got, have you?" She giggled again at the thought.So I mentally shrugged and undressed and was only mildly surprised that my shrivelled wedding tackle, the water was cold, right, hadn't decided to climb high enough inside to form bumps on the back of. Then she stepped back awkwardly as though realising she had perhaps got too close. She moved around the table and peered over Jim’s shoulder too; he tried leaning over his pad to block her view but she ducked and peeked anyway. “You’re way outclassed bro” she giggled playfully, looking up at me with a bemused smile and twinkling eyes. That seemed to knock Jim hard and he looked seriously pissed and embarrassed, his jaw set stone hard in contrast to the softness of his sister. Naomi drifted over. Joe said his dad must be in the tent jacking off. My dick started to grow and Joe said he wanted to wrestle. I asked him where he wanted to wrestle, he said back in the creak. We ran down the trail a jumped in the water. As we splashed and tried to push each other under water I reached for his waist. He moved and I felt his dick, it was hard. He laughed and grabbed mine. We stroked each other under water for a while. I said I was going to cum, he smiled and stroked me faster. As I came we. Pulling off my trademark hoody and t-shirt, I am no muscle man, but you seem very pleased with my chest. I undo the buttons on your shirt and slide your shirt off your shoulders. You breasts captured in a sexy bra, I try to be dashing, and undo it with one hand. It doesn't really work out; you play along for about ten seconds before bursting out into yet another fit of laughter. "Here let me help you," you say and your expert hands free your body of your bra. I start to kiss lick and suck all.