Ian followed Jim, doing his best to walk quietly on his cloven hooves.
Jim seemed to be hearing someone following him, thinking it was one or both of his friends, they planning to joke with him.
After walking some hundred yards downstream from their encampment, Jim stopped, as turned, and stood there listening.
"Hey there, I can hear your excited breathing, so either join me with a swim, or go back to camp!" Jim said, as Ian struggled to silence his rapid breaths, he excited and aroused, cock seeping pre, his mouth dry, wanting to suckle.
Ian peered at Jim, seeing him disrobe and lay his clothes over a large rock, as then naked, no swimsuit on, he walked into the slow moving stream. As Ian thought of how to approach Jim, he gained an idea to walk downstream and then lie down, as if a satyr resting, and maybe Jim would spot him, and come wondering about what he saw. Yet, he wanted to make sure Jim could not get away, so the clothes of Jim, Ian thought to ejaculating, taint the underwear...