The first night we were on our own I was flat on my back but I couldn’t see the stars because Jim’s ugly grinning mug above me blocked my view, th... grass wiry and prickly beneath my bare back, my cock kind of interested in the way Jim was straddling me.Shit. This wasn’t working out quite the way it was supposed to.Jim and I were about the same size and I’d been pretty sure I could take him and then have my way with him, as it were, but it looked right then I’d been wrong. I mean, there we were,. I told him we should play that and he said okay. He was the first to go. Truth or dare he said. I picked dare. He then said, "I dare you to put your hand down your underwear for five seconds. I did because I usually masturbated on a daily basis. So I put my hand down my underwear feeling my 4.5 inch uncut dick. I just kept on feeling around and massaging my balls. Then the five seconds was up. Now it was my turn.I said "truth or dare". He of course picked dare. I then said "I dare. Or more accurately, a throne where you could sit with your legs spread. I sat in the throne and felt a huge rush overcome me, I started to sweat profusely, and my Cock throbbed with my heavy heartbeat. From this throne, I was looking back at the carvings in the wall and moss covered floor, totally nude and Cock in hand stroking! It was hard for my mind to comprehend all that was happening!!my eye caught a small alcove in the wall I had not seen before, and although I did not want to leave the. Now,coming back to the story, I had received multiple emails from readers. Some of them were praising the story while some females were interested in having chats and were even interested in meeting to take conversation forward.One girl, called Tripti, seemed quite interesting to me. She pinged me on hangouts and the starting message was a photo of her cleavage. There was mole on her left boob which made her look more delicious. I pinged her back with can bury my face in them, and she responded.