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Trees flew by as a car sped down the road, going around a sharp turn that made the blue rectangle Mr. Man grab onto his seat before glaring at his purple friend who was driving.
"Can't you please be more careful, Mr. Stubborn?" he demanded, crossing his arms. "I would like to get to the campsite in one piece."
Mr. Stubborn glanced at him, but he didn't reply right away, only turned another corner in the same surprising jerking way that made the blue man glare at him again. "Stop your complaining, Mr. Grumpy!" he finally retorted.
Rolling his eyes, Mr. Grumpy insisted," I'm not complaining. I'm only concerned about my well-being." He looked back out the window, knowing it was useless trying to argue with Mr. Stubborn.
"We are almost there," the purple Mr. Man announced as he turned yet another corner before suddenly leaving the main road and driving down a small dirt path that led into the forest.
Confused, Mr. Grumpy watched the trees go by. Then he snapped his attention back on Mr. Stubborn. "This is not the way to the campsite," he informed his friend in an annoyed tone.
Without warning Mr. Stubborn stepped on the brakes so fast that Mr. Grumpy would have gone through the front window if it hadn't been for his seatbelt. Now the blue man wanted to get out of the car before his friend actually did kill him.
Quickly he unbuckled his seatbelt and retreated from the car in a hurry, panting once his feet were on the ground. He could feel his heart beating fast from the ordeal he just went through.
He turned a glare on Mr. Stubborn when he walked around the car to join the other Mr. Man. "I am regretting ever agreeing to come with you," Mr. Grumpy growled, crossing his arms.
Mr. Stubborn rolled his eyes. "Are you going to complain the whole weekend?" he countered with a huff, and Mr. Grumpy opened his mouth to say that he was not complaining, but before he could get a word out, the purple man added," Look around. I can't think of a more perfect camping spot."
With a sigh, Mr. Grumpy began to scan the area around them. They were in a big clearing with trees surrounding them, and now that they aren't talking, he realized how quiet it was, not even the annoying squawking of birds.
"I have to admit, Mr. Stubborn," he said reluctantly, turning back to where his friend just was, but he realized he had moved to the back of the car where they had put all their camping supplies. "This spot is pretty amazing," he continued as he went to go help Mr. Stubborn.
"Told you," Mr. Stubborn grunted, pulling the bag that had the tent in it out of the car and throwing it to the ground before starting to remove more stuff. "Now help me set up."
The two worked in silence, and when they were finished, Mr. Grumpy glanced around, feeling satisfied about how everything looked. By the position of the sun, he'd guess it wasn't even noon yet.
"I'm going to explore," he announced, heading toward the trees. As he passed his friend, he noticed that Mr. Stubborn was fast asleep in one of the chairs. Playfully rolling his eyes, the blue man left the campsite and pushed the branches on the trees aside, entering the woods.
Even here it was quiet, just the way Mr. Grumpy liked it. Hopefully he could get through this camping trip without running into animals that would bug him.
He wasn't sure how far into the forest he went before he started to hear water. After passing a few more trees, the blue Mr. Man found himself standing on the bank of a river, its waves gently lapping at the sand. The water was sparkling, and it looked refreshing.
"Do I dare?" Mr. Grumpy asked himself, walking over to where the river started. He glanced behind him at the tree line as he felt his heart start racing with excitement. "It's been an awfully long time since I've done it," he remembered.
Certain that he was far enough away from the campsite, he took off his shirt and folded it up before placing it on a nearby rock. He did the same thing with his pants. Suddenly he was standing on the bank in only his boxers, feeling the warm breeze blow around his body while droplets of water splashed on his face.
He felt a surge of new energy, and he quickly removed his boxers without even a second thought, putting them on top of his other clothes.
Then he took a few steps forward, the water moving around his feet as he walked farther until it was to his waist; he shivered at first, but the cold soon vanished as he got more comfortable.
He dipped himself into the water, only his head visible in the gentle lapping of the waves. He felt at peace, like he always did during this special time with only him.
After a while of relaxing in the water, Mr. Grumpy finally decided it was time to return to the campsite before Mr. Stubborn noticed him missing.
He climbed out of the river, dripping wet. He shook himself to get rid of most of the water before bending over to get his clothes. But he froze when he heard something rustling in the bushes behind him.
Startled, he spun around just in time to see the magenta Mr. Man leaving the woods and walking onto the bank, not seeming to notice Mr. Grumpy as he strolled toward the water.
Quickly Mr. Grumpy snatched up his clothes and covered himself.
The sudden movement surprised Mr. Scatterbrain, making him freeze before turning to the blue man and letting out a sigh of relief when he saw his friend. Then he went over to him, smiling and waving like he didn't notice that Mr. Grumpy was naked.
"Hiya, Mr. Grumpy," he addressed him with a chuckle.
Mr. Grumpy eyed him closely, moving away from him. "What are you doing here?" he demanded, not bothering to exchange a greeting with him. He did not like how Mr. Scatterbrain was looking at him without asking him why he didn't have any clothes on.
"I was just exploring in the woods and came across this river." Mr. Scatterbrain walked toward the water, stopping when the waves were lapping at his feet. "Doesn't it look pretty?" He glanced back at his blue friend.
Cautiously Mr. Grumpy went over to him, still holding onto his clothes. He stopped right before he got to him, keeping an eye on him. "I guess," he muttered.
"Don't you love camping?" Mr. Scatterbrain continued with a chuckle and smile. "So peaceful."
Finally the blue Mr. Man couldn't take it anymore, and he removed his clothes, gesturing to his private area. "Are you seriously too stupid to not notice I'm naked?" he demanded.
Mr. Scatterbrain nodded but surprisingly he didn't seem startled. "I thought something was off, but I didn't want to mention it in case I was mistaken." He chuckled when he finished talking, shrugging.
"What is wrong with you?" Mr. Grumpy asked, staring at him in disbelief.
Once more the magenta Mr. Man shrugged. Suddenly he took a step toward Mr. Grumpy. "Can I ask you for a favor, Mr. Grumpy?" he questioned, blinking innocent eyes at him.
"Depends what it is," he replied, backing away from him.
"I've been curious about something," he admitted, frowning a little. Then he quickly went on," I love Miss. Calamity so much, but when I'm with her…" He hesitated. "I love her," he repeated. "I couldn't ask for a better girlfriend. But," he went on, turning back to look at the river," lately, well, I've been wondering what it would be like to be with a Mr. Man."
Instantly Mr. Grumpy knew what he meant, and he stepped away from him. "No way," he growled, turning to leave, but suddenly Mr. Scatterbrain grabbed onto his arm, making him come to a halt.
"Please, Mr. Grumpy!" the magenta Mr. Man begged. "This would mean so much to me, and I promise to do everything I can to please you. I only want to know what it would be like." He got on his knees and looked up at his friend with pleading eyes.
Mr. Grumpy was about to push him away, but then he realized what he was doing. I'm saying no to sex, he thought, feeling disgusted with himself. He very rarely got a chance like this, and he knew he should take it even if it was Mr. Scatterbrain.
As if it was agreeing with him, he felt his member start throbbing with excitement, and he looked down, surprised to see that it was already getting hard. He glanced at his friend to find him staring at the blue organ with huge eyes.
"Fine," Mr. Grumpy muttered, and before Mr. Scatterbrain could say anything, the blue Mr. Man placed his hand on the back of his head, forcing his pulsing cock all the way in his mouth.
Mr. Scatterbrain let out a choking sound when it hit the back of his throat, and Mr. Grumpy smirked down at him. "Any regrets?" he asked, but when Mr. Scatterbrain tried to pull back, the blue Mr. Man shoved it farther in his mouth. "Don't talk," he ordered, beginning to move his hips back and forth and loving the wetness around it. He even let out a moan when he felt the flick of his tongue.
His hand was still on the back of his head, and he used this to navigate where he was going and how fast. It wasn't long till he felt like he was getting close, and he tried to hold back, but soon he exploded deep in Mr. Scatterbrain's throat.
Smirking, Mr. Grumpy pulled out, about to tell him to swallow it, but he noticed that he was already doing that.
Mr. Scatterbrain's eyes were shining with delight as he hopped to his feet. "What next?" he asked in excitement.
A wicked smile crossed Mr. Grumpy's face. "Get on your hands and knees," he ordered.
"B-But-" Mr. Scatterbrain tried to say.
"Do it!" Mr. Grumpy glared at him, and instantly the magenta Mr. Man did as he was told. Mr. Grumpy smiled down at him, glad that he was able to order Mr. Scatterbrain around so easily.
He crouched down, pulling down Mr. Scatterbrain's pants and boxers, revealing what Mr. Grumpy had been dying to get to for a very long time; he just wished it was anybody else.
Deciding he didn't care who he was doing this with, he positioned himself to enter the scatterbrained Mr. Man. He felt Mr. Scatterbrain stiffened and he asked," Is this going to hurt?"
Mr. Grumpy hesitated before answering. "Probably," he said, shrugging. "But you wanted this so deal with It." He could see how tense the other Mr. Man was so he patted him on the back and added," Take a deep breath and brace yourself."
As Mr. Scatterbrain inhaled, Mr. Grumpy pushed inside him, and as he entered him, Mr. Scatterbrain gasped and arched his back, clearly in pain. But Mr. Grumpy didn't stop. He knew if he stopped and stayed motionless inside him, it would hurt him more. He hoped as he slipped in and out of him that he'd get used to it and start to feel pleasure instead of pain.
But after several moments of Mr. Scatterbrain quietly whimpering, he put his hand up and begged Mr. Grumpy to stop.
"I-I can't do this," he whined. "It hurts too much."
Mr. Grumpy glared at him. "You wanted this! I'm not stopping just because you changed your mind!" As he talked he pounded into his friend, and Mr. Scatterbrain gasped and whined.
"P-Please," he said.
Sighing, Mr. Grumpy paused deep inside him. He reached over and muttered in his ear," If I stop, I'm going to tell Miss. Calamity that you begged me to do it."
Mr. Scatterbrain gasped and turned his head to stare at him. "Please don't," he begged.
"Then let me finish," Mr. Grumpy said.
Mr. Scatterbrain gulped. Then he nodded and lowered his head, arching his back and sticking his rear in the air. Satisfied, Mr. Grumpy started pounding into him, taking it slow at first, feeling Mr. Scatterbrain tensing around him. But he soon gained a bit of speed and soon he was smacking so hard into him that the sound echoed around them.
For a while Mr. Scatterbrain looked like he was in pain, but suddenly he let out a moan and Mr. Grumpy guessed he was starting to enjoy it. As he slammed into him, his tight hole squeezing his member, he felt himself getting close.
A few more times of intense pounding and then Mr. Grumpy stopped and felt his seed explode deep inside the scatterbrained Mr. Man. He let it all come out and then he pulled back, just as Mr. Scatterbrain collapsed to the ground.
Smirking, Mr. Grumpy stared down at the magenta Mr. Man, feeling satisfied that he looked so tired and pleased at the same time. He got to his feet and reached for his clothes. He was sweaty and dirty, but he didn't care. He put on his clothes and walked over to Mr. Scatterbrain who was still laid out on the ground, Mr. Grumpy's sperm dripping out of his hole and onto the ground.
After a moment, Mr. Grumpy cleared his throat and said," Put your clothes back on."
Mr. Scatterbrain sat up, his pants and boxers still around his ankles. He blinked up at Mr. Grumpy, who stared back at him, suddenly very conscious of what the two of them did. They got closer than Mr. Grumpy ever imagined they would and yet he had no regrets. He enjoyed it.
Getting up, Mr. Scatterbrain pulled his pants and boxers up and he smiled at Mr. Grumpy. "That was… amazing!"
Mr. Grumpy found himself smiling, too, but then he quickly frowned and waved his hand dismissively. "It was alright," he said, not wanting to admit it was the best sex he's ever had.
"Can we do that again?" Mr. Scatterbrain asked out of nowhere.
Mr. Grumpy eyed him wary. "Not now," he said.
"Aw yeah, I am kind of tired. Maybe another time?" Mr. Scatterbrain blinked eagerly at him.
"What about Miss. Calamity?" asked Mr. Grumpy.
"Oh." Mr. Scatterbrain frowned. "I love her, but she doesn't make me feel like you made me feel…"
Mr. Grumpy studied him. "Perhaps we can do it again sometime, but you have to keep this secret from Miss. Calamity."
"Oh. Okay." Mr. Scatterbrain looked upset, but then he shrugged and waved to Mr. Grumpy. "See you later then!" He walked away, chucking to himself.
Mr. Grumpy watched him go, wondering if he was too stupid to realize that if Little Miss Calamity found out what they did, she'd be really upset and might even break up with him. Then Mr. Grumpy shrugged. It wasn't his problem.
He turned and walked back the way he came, soon arriving back at the campsite. He looked around nervously, afraid Mr. Stubborn would have noticed his absence. But to his relief the purple Mr. Man was still asleep in the chair.
Glad that his affair with Mr. Scatterbrain was still a secret, he walked to the other chair and laid down. He needed a good nap after doing that. He settled himself in the chair, smiling as he drifted into sleep, replaying what he and Mr. Scatterbrain did in his head.