The sun warmed us up, and dried us off. We returned to camp in the mid-afternoon. A change of clothes was in order, as was a shower. The hot water fel... great.I was feeling frisky. When Laura returned to the tent, I jumped her. I was all over her, and she responded in kind. Soon our hands were finding their ways down each other's clothes. "I want you so much," she hissed at me. "How much?" "Are you going to tease me?" "Maybe. Is that what you want?" "Maybe." I could tell Laura was going into one. I felt a hand wrap around my cock and start jerking me off. It was soft and little so I could tell it was the twink’s hand and not the hockey player. I started to feel some warm breath on my ass as the twink inched his face closer and closer to my hole. He hesitantly licked it. I’m not sure if he was trying to emulate what I had done to him by teasing his hole or if he was just genuinely afraid to rim me, but this twink seemed not at all confident in his rimming. His tongue barely grazed my. Biting my lip, I sat down close next to him and handed him the drink. So&hellip, Whyd you invite me in? he asked, placing a warm hand on my thigh. He noticed my nipples standing on end through the thin material of the top and laughed a little. Oh, I see. I smiled at him, running my hand up his leg, stopping just short of the bulge in his pants. Well, you were obviously affected by what you saw when I opened the door, I just thought we could have a little fun? I began to slowly stroke his dick. Even if she stopped and talked politely, the extraordinary rapport that he had somehow built up with her over the internet could not survive such a meeting. No, if he was to meet her, it must be in some sort of disguise, so he could preserve his Secret Admirer identity unaffected.He could try the night club thing again, just pretend to be a guy in the club, go up to her, chat her up, and hope to seduce her. But really, what possible chance was there of her wanting to see him again? All that.