Bunk Buddies

Male/Male Pairing of Budnik and Pinsky
Characters not owned by me, I just play with them for fun and non-profit.
Written by : ChalkDust


Bunk Buddies


Budnik lay in his bunk, sticky and glazed. It was time for instructional swim, but he pretended to be suffering from conjunctivitis to weasel out of it. He was alone, and spent a lot of time alone the past few weeks. Michael hadn’t returned to camp after falling ill. Budnik felt he lost more than a friend. He lost his confidant, the person he confessed his most embarrising secrets to.

At first it was just a matter of revealing his feelings about his parents and his lost childhood. The closer they became the more he let out. He felt comfortable talking to Michael about his problems. With the threat of a pounding on revealing his secrets to others, he would sometimes even cry on his friend's shoulder. When the nights became silent and everyone was fast asleep, he would often join Michael in bed to cry at the memories of waiting up at night as a child, hoping his mother would be quick to return home from a night on the town with her various gentleman callers. Budnik was very insecure, but he always felt protected with Michael. It made his body tingle in delight.

The heat made sweat trickle against his ear, tickling the back of his neck. He turned on his side and looked over at the bed where Michael used to sleep, imaging him sitting there in his boxers, getting ready for bed. The invisionment made him sense even more heat below his waist. Slyly, he looked around for a trace of other campers in the area. Finding no one around, he proceeded to lock and cover all the doors and windows. Next he ripped off his black tank top, fluffing his long fiery hair in the strong summer air. His toned chest was tanned from the sun smiling down and covering the exposed parts of the bad boy's body.

His hands exploded down the elastic waist of his shorts, sensually dancing down his sides and diving into the depths of his manhood, cupping his balls and lining the length of his cock.

“Looks like I’m not the only one that has more important plans than instructional swim.”

“PINSKY! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE? Don’t you fucking knock?!”

“Well hey; I can’t help it if I had to get to my bunk while you were saluting in your shorts.”

“Fuck off!”

Pinsky stood slackjawed and got an eyeful of Budnik’s massive manhood. He’d gotten glances of it in the showers before, and every time it made him red and forced him to shy away his own throbbing bulge. He moved closer to Budnik without realizing it, drawn in by his aggressive dominance.

“Listen Pinhead, just get what you want and get the fuck out.”

“Perhaps what I want and what you want should join forces.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“You can relieve your tension better with a little assistance. Maybe what you need is a good slab of the famous Pinsky salami,” and proceeded to stroke at his own swelling member. Budnik sat with his eyes widened until Pinsky broke out into laughter, stopping the awkward silence.

“Hey man, I’m only kidding.”

He wiped the sweat off his brow, heaving his chest slightly as he turned. His white t-shirt clung to the tight muscles of his body, accentuating every curve that Budnik bore his piercing eyes over. Budnik licked his salty lips as Pinsky untucked his shirt and slowly rolled it above his head then carelessly tossed it to the side. He rubbed his large, warm hands across his chest and deeply massaged the back of his shoulders.

From the bed, Budnik was curiously leering at the newly revealed skin. In the past he has always avoided looking at the other guys when any clothing was removed in order to confirm his certain manhood. Having been found in this state left him feeling extremely vulnerable. They locked eyes and were still for a moment, realizing that they had never really viewed each other in such fullness before.

Slowly Pinsky moved forward and sat down next the retracting Budnik, never losing their gaze. Budnik felt the heat of his body, realizing how greatly he desired for a human touch. His unfortunate childhood left his defenses hard as a rock, but secretly he wanted to leave his care in the hands of another. Pinsky slid his hand on Budnik’s knee. Budnik restrained an urge to place his hand on top of it.

“If there’s something bugging ya, you should let it out, man.” Budnik tensely rose at these words. He turned his head, flicking his full, thick red hair around. He remained silent, biting the inside of his cheek.

“Alright, well, I’m going to hit the showers.” Pinsky rose and picked up a towel from the closet. His pants flopped to the floor and he hooked his fingers at the elastic band of his boxers, lowering them to the ground and tying the towel around his waist. Budnik watched out of the corner of his eye, thinking how many girls at camp only wished to see the same sight. When Pinsky left, Budnik lay flat on his back, staring at the ceiling with his arms behind his head. Groaning, he looked at the heap of clothing on the floor and walked over to add some of his own.

The shower room was steamy and the sound of Pinsky humming under the stream of water echoed lightly through the walls. Budnik sat his towel next to Pinsky's and marched naked to his side.

"I'm just bummed out because I miss Michael."

"Hey, there's no shame in that, my friend."

"No, it's like he was the only one I could trust. I felt I could reveal my true self to him.

"Hey maybe the best time to talk about his isn't when you're, uh... revealing yourself," he whispered, pointing to Budnik’s swelling manhood.

Budnik slammed his fist against the wall, his frustration peaking in addition to his throbbing member. He contracted his face tightly, trying not to cry, trying to keep that macho mask of his on. Pinsky grabbed his fist, holding tight. Their wet thighs brushed together in a sensual movement of tangled emotions. Pinsky clutched tightly to Budnik's fist, refraining from loosening his grip even to wipe the dripping hair out of his face. Budnik grunted in frustration, his eyes beginning to swell with tears. Pinsky lowered his eyes, uncertain what to do in this brazen unyielding display of distress. Slowly, shakily, he outstretched his arms and embraced Budnik. Pinsky’s penis stroked the side of Budnik’s thighs and he gasped out, "It'll be okay, man."

Budnik looked at him, their eyes piercing through one another. Budnik couldn't take it any longer. His lips now controlled him, growing closer to the lips of his friend. Their mouths locked together like a zipper. Pinsky groaned in shocked delight, slowly sliding his tongue into the other's throat. Budnik’s hand slipped down Pinsky's back and clamped tightly onto his firm, round bottom. He slid his fingers up and down the crack of his ass, Pinsky's loins quivered in anticipation.

The struggle for dominance overcame them. They had both just showed slack in their defenses, but Budnik was still much more vulnerable. Pinsky gently shoved Budnik to the steamy tile wall, grinding their pelvises together in wild animal like desire. He trickled his tongue up and down the redhead's neck then slowly around his pert nipples, giving them a quick lash with the tip of his tongue. He progressed even further down yet, finding the mass of curly red locks around his hard pulsing penis. The tip of his cock was already dripping with his hot juices.

Pinsky licked his lips, and circled around the head of Budnik's throbbing erection. Budnik gave a deep throaty moan as Pinsky's mouth sucked down the length of his shaft. His tongue massaged the underneath of his manhood as he sucked him heartily. His mouth bobbed up and down over the salty member. He teased his tongue around the head, kissing and slurping it gently. He circled two fingers around the penis, moving them up and down as he sucked the top. Glistening pre-cum juices dripped from the delightfully long erection, and Pinksy hungrily lapped them up. Eager to hear Budnik cry louder in delight, he cupped his balls in one hand and slid the other to his ass, teasing the hole of his ass.

"Pinsky... oh.... oh God don't stop. Oh that feels so good. Give it to me, more, more."

Pinsky stopped, and looked upward at him. He kissed him hard, and then brutally shoved him down on his knees. Budnik spread his legs invitingly, and soon his ass was filled with the smooth shaft of his friend.

"OH GOD!" the redhead screamed in surprise, braced himself, then screamed over and over in delight. Pinsky reached around to play tug of war with his cock. Budnik rocked in motion with him, trying to hit the pleasure point of his prostate even harder. Pinsky's balls smacked the back of Budnik's ass over and over again, slow at first and then getting faster and more electric. The intenseness in his sack burned as it built up. "Ahhh.... oh.... oh God... I can't hold it anymore.... I'm going to cum!"

Budnik shook violently as he released himself all over. Pinsky was finally sent over the edge, spilling his seed in the tight hole. They collapsed together, dripping wet, their muscles sore from the thrilling session. Slowly, they stood, rinsed off in the showers and headed back to bunk. Budnik looked at Pinsky slyly, then wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, "This time, let's try it in the beds."