After Marty and Ollie’s disappearing act earlier, Liam and Grayson cut down on the chatter so they didn’t accidentally lose any more campers. Camp policy was clear; if a camper sneaks off from adult supervision, it’s eyes on them until the end of the weekend, and Marty now had two strikes against him. But… For some reason, Liam felt like going easy on the little rabbit, so he didn’t report the disappearance to Alex or any of the other counselors. He just hoped he didn’t regret that.
“Alright, campers, time to head to your next activities!” Liam said authoritatively once free swim was over. “Little guys and girls, stick with the big kids so you make it there with no problems. Good work today, everyone! Dismissed!”
Lots of the kids gave Grayson and Liam high fives as they passed, but Marty just bit his lip and gave Liam an odd look. The part of Marie that still recognized her son wanted to ask him if he really was okay, but it was clear from his actions over the past hour that he could handle anything the campers threw at him responsibly. Marty felt a paw tugging him away and saw Ollie’s smiling face next to him, and all his worries about whatever was going on at the camp faded away, and the two boys headed off together hand-in-hand toward the obstacle course.
Grayson smiled as he saw the two walking off together, then turned to Liam. “He’s a real playboy, ain’t he? Reminds me of his brother,” Grayson said, thinking about how many times he’d walked in on George and Todd.
“They’re cute, for sure,” Liam agreed, thinking back to when he had seen Todd that morning near the showers. It was the strangest feeling; on one hand, he remembered that George and Todd had been a couple as long as he’d known them, but on the other he felt like there was something unusual about the handsome monkey man being in a relationship with someone other than… who, exactly?
He shook his head to clear his thoughts, then saw Grayson cleaning up the beach once the kids were all gone. Feeling a surge of confidence, Liam strutted over and tapped Grayson on the shoulder. When the otter turned around, he found Liam’s lips locked onto his, the beaver’s tongue slipping into his mouth and dancing around playfully. Grayson moaned and melted into the other man’s arms, passionately kissing his roommate in the warm summer sun.
After a few minutes of passionate necking, Liam broke the kiss. “The water’s nice today. Want to have a little fun?” he rumbled in his smooth, rustic drawl. Grayson nodded dreamily, and the muscular beaver easily lifted him up in his arms and walked over to the lake. He waded in with Grayson still in his arms, getting them both nice and wet and bringing him over toward the dock that stuck out into the lake.
Soon, Grayson had his back up against the wooden dock, his mouth full of Liam’s tongue once again as Liam’s paw found its way down into his trunks and grabbed his rock-hard cock. Grayson felt the cool water and the warm fur of his roommate’s paw moving around his dick, unable to do anything other than groan as he felt himself getting closer and closer to cumming.
His own paw tugged down Liam’s speedo, letting the macho beaver’s thick cock flop out into the water and brush against Grayson’s leg. Soon, they were both passionately jacking each other off under the water, pressing their muzzles into each other and moaning in pleasure. Grayson felt one of Liam’s fingers reaching around and beginning to tease his asshole, and his eyes went wide as he felt himself cum into the clean lake water. Before long, Liam had done the same, and their cum mixed together underwater as both men broke their kiss, panting as water dripped down from their hair.
“That… that was great…” Grayson mumbled as he leaned into Liam’s strong arms, making the powerful beaver chuckle.
“No,” Liam murmured right into Grayson’s ear as he teased the otter’s ass a little more. “That was a warmup. Be ready for next time, cutie.”
The smooth voice in his ear made Grayson cum a second time right there.