Chapter Eight

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The first rays of dawn peeked through the cabin windows, casting a soft glow on the sleeping forms of Andy and Jeremy. The two were nestled close together in Andy's bed, the gentle rise and fall of their breathing in sync.

 Across the room, Ethan and Tyler were already awake, lying side by side in their bunks, watching the sweet scene unfold. Ethan, propped up on one elbow, smiled warmly. "They look so cute together," he whispered, his voice barely above a murmur. There was something tender about the way Andy and Jeremy clung to each other, even in sleep. It was a sight that made Ethan's heart swell. 

Tyler, on the other hand, was not one to miss an opportunity for mischief. He giggled softly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Yeah, but I think it's time to give our lovebirds a proper Camp Raunch wake-up call." With that, Tyler quietly slipped out of bed, his morning wood already making an appearance, half-hard and heavy. He tiptoed over to Andy's side of the bed, careful not to wake either of the boys just yet. 

The anticipation was palpable, a grin spreading across his face as he neared Andy's slumbering form. Tyler reached down, gently pulling back the covers, revealing Andy and Jeremy's tangled limbs. With a wicked grin, he pulled out his cock and carefully draped it across Andy's face. The hot, musky scent of Tyler's morning arousal filled the air as he smeared a little precum onto Andy's lips. 

Tyler couldn't help but chuckle as he lightly smacked his dick against Andy's cheek, the soft slaps waking Andy from his slumber. "Wakey, wakey!" Tyler teased, his voice a sing-song melody of mischief. Andy's eyes fluttered open, the first thing he saw being Tyler's cock right in his face. 

The smell hit him next—a potent, raunchy musk that made his nose twitch and his brain fog with sleepy surprise. He blinked a few times, then burst out laughing, brushing Tyler's dick away with a playful swat. "Jesus, Ty! Your dick smells like a swamp rat!" Tyler grinned proudly, giving his cock a teasing shake. 

"That's what happens when you don't shower after a night like last night. Pure raunch, baby." Andy shook his head, still chuckling, and turned to look at Jeremy, who was still sleeping soundly beside him. 

A soft smile crossed Andy's face as he gently nudged Jeremy awake. "Hey, sleepyhead, time to get up. The day's waiting for us." Jeremy stirred, slowly waking up to the sight of Andy's smiling face and the warmth of the bed. He yawned, stretching his arms, and then noticed the amused glances from Ethan and Tyler. 

"What's going on?" "Oh, just your usual morning dick-smack alarm courtesy of Tyler," Andy said with a grin, causing Jeremy to laugh and shake his head in disbelief. The boys all started to get dressed for the day, the cabin filled with the usual morning banter and teasing. Andy, however, ran into a bit of trouble with his shorts. The pair he was trying to squeeze into refused to go up over his plump, bubble butt, much to the amusement of everyone else. 

Tyler snickered, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. "Looks like someone's got too much junk in the trunk." 

"Fuck it," Andy declared with a shrug, tossing the shorts aside. "I'm just gonna wear my raunchy, stained undies today. Why fight it?" Ethan and Jeremy exchanged an appreciative glance, both swooning a little at the sight of Andy in nothing but his well-worn, slightly stained underwear. 

The way the fabric clung to his curves was enough to make anyone's heart race. Tyler, ever the playful one, just rolled his eyes with a smirk. "You do you, man. Just don't come crying to me when those things start chafing." With that, the boys finished getting ready and they headed out the door towards the mess hall, eager to see what the day had in store for them.

The boys were just finishing up lunch at the mess hall, their plates littered with the remnants of burgers and chili cheese dogs. The conversation flowed easily, their camaraderie growing stronger with each passing day. As they sat back, digesting their hearty meal, they started talking about what they wanted to do with the rest of the day.

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