"Thanks for waiting." Liam said as he caught up.
"Had to make sure you didn't go back to sleep, just my luck getting partnered with someone who isn't a morning person." Grayson was a total surfer bro. Hardly the type Liam would have been around back home. They didn't exist back where he grew up, but he found he actually liked the otter's laid back vibes.
"Yeah, well, sooner we get to breakfast sooner I can get some coffee." Falling in beside the otter, they headed towards the showers as two other counselors came out. Todd and George were chatting happily as they walked along, Todd's arm around George's shoulders. They exchanged quick greetings in passing, for some reason Liam felt his eye's lingering on Todd. Todd. It was itching at something in his fogged brain he couldn't quite scratch.
"Jeeze, those two. Bet they're were already going at it this morning." Grayson said with a bit of a laugh as he and Liam stepped into the showers, leaving their towels on the benches near the front before finding a pair of faucets.
"Jealous? I think it's kind of cute." Liam turned on his shower, letting the water wash over him. He always felt better with damp fur, he knew Grayson felt the same way. It's why they were partnered down at aquatics. They were a few of the furred counselors that didn't mind getting wet and with quick drying fur.
"Jealous?!" Grayson scoffed.
"Jealous." Liam confirmed with a nod of his head. "When was the last time you got any?"
"That's none of your business, paddlebutt." Yup, Liam had hit on something to make Grayson get defensive. The beaver stode forward, joining Grayson under his shower, reached out, and very casually tugged down the front of Grayson's shorts. "What are you doing?" Grayson's shaft flopped out, his shorts catching under his furry balls.
"Helping out a friend." Liam said with a smirk as he pushed the front of his own shorts down, his own cock popping free, and already slightly plump. The teens were a match to their cocks. Grayson's was longer but more slender, Liam's shorter but quite a bit thicker. He pushed up against Grayson, wrapping as much of his webbed paw around both shafts as much he could. Soon, both of the young men were hard
"Dude.." Grayson started, but he didn't pull away, instead he offered one of his own paws to the effort. "What if we get caught?"
"Who cares?" Liam said with a shrug of his heavy shoulders, his free paw rubbing at Grayson's chest and teasing a nipple. There was a part of Liam that was shocked at what he was doing. He wasn't forward, he wasn't this confident, but he was just doing what felt right in the moment.
Grayson wasn't the only one pent up. Liam knew it had been a while for himself, and with the otter having a habit of walking around the cabin naked, it had taken some restraint not to act to this point. Their paws moved up and down their pressed together shafts at quicker and quicker speeds, until both of the nineteen year-olds moaned almost in unity, warm cum pouring down their shafts and over their hands, mixing together.
Liam pulled back and licked his paw clean while grinning at Grayson, returning to his own showerhead to continue bathing as if nothing happened. Grayson kept looking over to Liam, but shying away from his direct gaze, he stuffed himself back in his shorts and tried to continue showering with the same attitude as Liam. The beaver found the sudden bashfulness in the usually cocky Grayson to be amusing, and some what adorable, and suddenly wondered if the otter might be a bottom.
A bell sounded again across the camp and Liam turned off his shower and grabbed his towel. "C'mon, don't want to be late." He only remembered to pull his shorts back up over his cock right before stepping out and winking at his roommate.