Boys Will Be Boys

	“Hey Benj, where’s the mallet?” Cayde said, shuffling through a trunk in the back of the carriage.
	“Check the box to the right. Here, I’ll help you look,” Benji said as he laid down an unfolding table. He walked over to Cayde and bent over to look in the trunk. Cayde lifted his hand and brushed it across Benji’s waistband and hairy back, eventually finding itself resting on Benji’s ass. Cayde squeezed, and Benji stood back up with a mallet in his hand. They smirked at each other, and their hands touched as Benji handed the mallet to Cayde. Cayde and Benji exchanged a quick kiss, and were interrupted by Will.
	“Guys, Rylan and I found a place to bathe. It’s like, this awesome ass waterfall. Bring the clothes, let’s wash ‘em before it gets dark!” Will said after running into camp. He noticed Cayde and Benji holding hands, said “hey, save some of that for tonight,” and winked.
	Cayde and Benji followed Will to the spring, and found Rylan swimming in the water.
	“’Sup guys,” Rylan said, waving. He swam to the edge of the pond. Rylan stepped out, wiping the water off of his face as his body rose from the water. His white briefs were soaked and transparent, and the contours of his circumcised cock were clear. “Water’s warm,” he said, motioning his hand towards the spring.
	Cayde set down the clothes basket, and Benji unrolled the shirt from his body, revealing his hairy torso. Will took off his jacket, undershirt, and belt. His jean fell to his ankles after he unbuttoned them leaving him all but naked in his black briefs. He dashed into the pond, shaking his hair dry after his head resurfaced. Benji took off his pants and got in the water too. Cayde stripped down and walked into the pond.
	The boys began to bathe. They washed their clothes. After they finished, it was nearly dark. Each of them stepped out, and Rylan noticed something:
	“Did y’all bring towels?” Rylan asked, adjusting his wet bulge. Will looked around at the other two guys in question, while checking out their dripping, muscular bodies. Benji’s hairy package was visible through his soaked white briefs, and water was dripping off of the tip of Cayde’s pointed bulge.
	“Oops,” Will said. “The campsite isn’t that far anyways. I guess we’ll just have to walk back in our undies.”