“The Boy Scouts dont got shit on us”, I say with a grin.“That's it yo ! Lets eat !” I shout out. A flurry of activity ensues as the b 'o y s a...tack the BBQ and fixings like a bunch of starved a n I m a l s. Johnny sits with me and Dustin, and comments how awesome the BBQ is. Although still pretty early, I bark out “Who's got watch”? Riley responds he and Billy. “OK—you bois better get a nap”. “Yes sir Matthew”. The two disappear into one of the pup tents on the edge of the camp site. “watch” ?. .Maybe if I just ignore it, the stupid thing will go down. I focus on my cereal, on the delicious, sugary-cinnamon taste of these delightful little--okay, that's not working. I can feel my plumping meat pushing against the pouch of my tight briefs and pulling them tighter against my ass. It feels good. NO! Not here. Not at the goddamn kitchen table! Uhhhh... I can't let it get inside my head. Just concentrate on anything else, really."So! Uh, Rick, what's going on today?" My older brother Rick. ‘AHHH!!’ Again. ‘AAAHHHH!!!’ Again. Over and over she screamed and convulsed. I stood there watching as all the pent up tension and teasing I had built up in her that day erupted in an orgasm bigger and more intense than anything I’d ever seen from her before. Then suddenly, she collapsed. Her once tense thighs fell loosely open, twitching occasionally as the last spasmed passed through them. The vibrator rolled out of her slack hand. Her other hand fell from the end of the dildo, still deeply. One ear piece to my ear incase my phone rang, my popcorn and sweats on the seat next to me and my soda in the cup holder. Checked my phone for any msgs and stashed it in my hoodie pocket so that it wouldnt distract me by vibrating on my leg if a msg came in. The movie started and the story started of slow like well this story but it was interesting enough to keep me from dozing off.In the middle of the movie a dark figure moved from the back aisle seats to the one seat away from mine in the.