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He bumped into me, which he did pretty much any time he moved in the tight space of the ultralight backpacking tent we were sharing, but this time his body felt hot and tempting against mine.I rolled out of the way, quickly pulling my sweatpants back into place, even though they were obscured by the sleeping bag, thankfully.Wouldn’t do to have my co-counselor discover I was jerking off in my sleeping bag right next to him.On our first backpacking trip of the summer camp season.Let the summer of awkwardness begin.

Wait a minute.

“What noise?I didn’t hear a noise,” I yelped.Fuck, I hoped he wasn’t talking about the rustling of my sleeping bag as I frantically jacked my dick.Camp Eagle Ridge was a bit of a sausage fest this year.Usually, there was a sister camp, with plenty of hot college girl counselors, but a big Ponderosa came down during a winter storm and took out five of the ten cabins in the girls’ camp, leaving me without convenient pussy.

I supposed that was why I was horny enough to jerk off in a tent with another guy two feet away.Desperate times and all that.Well, that and I was pretty damn obsessed with getting off.

“Shhh, stop rustling your sleeping bag.There’s a noise outside,” Jay whispered.“I know I heard it.What if it’s a predator?”I was so damn hard that I wasn’t sure I’d care if there was a cougar about to eat us.Hmm, I’d do a cougar right about now.Like that English professor I’d fucked over her desk, not like a real cougar.Shaking my head, I forced myself to stop thinking about sex and go completely still so I could listen.It was probably nothing, a deer, or a raccoon.

Jay shifted, so his warm, hard thigh pressed insistently against my ass.His touch shouldn’t have added to my horniness, but it definitely did.And I heard the noise, a distinctive snuffling.

“Shit.It’s a bear, man,” I whispered, fear finally deflating my raging erection.Somewhat.

“What do we do?”Jay moved even closer to me, his body pressed up against mine.He sounded a little like he was hyperventilating.

“Shh, stay calm,” I murmured, trying to listen to the sounds.Were they growing closer, or was the animal simply passing through the area?It wasn’t unusual to see a black bear in our woods, but they typically stayed away from large groups of humans.My heart pounded as I listened to the snuffling sounds growing closer, then I heard the distinctive clang of our cooking pot being knocked over.“Fuck,” I whispered.The bear was close.

“I don’t think I can,” Jay hissed, a tremor in his voice.He was frozen in fear, which left dealing with a bear problem to me.I sighed, squatted over my backpack, carefully rummaging through the contents, my heart racing as I grabbed the bear spray and my fog horn, and unzipped the door to the tent.Sure enough, in the silvery light of the moon, I could see a massive shadow creeping across the clearing, sniffing at bushes.

“What are you doing?”Jay whispered.“You can’t be going after it.That’s dangerous.”

“Not going after it.Scaring it away.”

He reached for my hand, holding it tight.“You can’t scare a bear away.”

“Air horn,” I whispered.“They’re afraid of the loud sound, and I have bear spray as a backup.It’s like super intense mace.”

“Aiden,” he hissed, his eyes wide and terrified, shining brightly, even in the dark tent.

“I’ll keep you safe, Jay,” I whispered back.

“But who is going to keep YOU safe?”

“Jay, we’re the adults here.We need to keep the kids safe,” I said, stepping out of the tent.I crept across the dark meadow toward our fire pit, immediately spotting the bear.When I was close enough, but not too close, I lifted the air horn, holding the bear spray as backup.My heart pounded as I wondered if I was making the right decision, if the bear might charge, but it seemed distracted, busy with the food.My hand shook as I put my thumb over the button and let out a blast that shattered the quiet of our wilderness campsite.

Time slowed to a crawl as the bear’s head shot up and, for an instant, I thought he’d decided to chase me.Jay’s voice crept into my head, asking if he was about to eat me.I pressed the button again, and the second sound was enough.The bear bolted, sprinting into the forest with a crash of sticks and leaves.

I could hear the campers stirring in their tents, muttering questions.“What the hell was that?”one of the campers yelled, and a murmur of questions followed his shout.I cleared my throat.

“Sorry guys.Go back to sleep!That was just a drill.Training Jay in my wildlife defense techniques.”My heart was pounding harder than it had any right to, but I figured it was best not to mention the bear to the campers.We didn’t really want a bunch of middle school-aged boys huddled in our tiny backpacking tent with us, pretending they weren’t scared shitless.

A rustle made me turn around, and I found Jay standing right behind me, holding our poop shovel like a weapon.I grinned.“My hero.”

“That was badass,” he whispered, his eyes wide.

“It shouldn’t be back tonight, but I don’t think we should risk another night here with the kids,” I said, keeping my voice low so the campers couldn’t hear.“We need to find out if any campers have food in their tents.If they do, it could have…” I trailed off, shuddering.

“But it didn’t,” Jay said, putting his hands on my shoulders and holding eye contact for a moment.I spun around, looking at the tents, eying the one the bear had been closest to.Beckett and Slater.

“Speaking of wildlife safety, no one has any snacks in their tent, do they?”I yelled.There was an answering grumble from the campers, and Slater unzipped his tent door and handed me a half-eaten granola bar and a bag of trail mix, looking sheepish.“These kinds of smells draw the wildlife in.Let’s keep them in the bear bag, got it?”I said, squatting down and looking into the tent.

“Got it,” Slater said, smiling ruefully.I shook my head and put the snacks with the rest of the food, keeping a wary eye on the dark shadows in the trees.Jay stuck to my side, holding the bear spray in one hand and wielding the poop shovel like a weapon in the other, which made me smile.As nervous as I was, there was no more sign of the bear.

“All right, back to the tent?”

“You expect me to get some sleep now?”Jay yelped, but he followed me into the tent.I turned on our little camping lamp and started arranging our sleeping bags again.

“I doubt it’ll come back tonight.”

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