Hunting SeXStoRY

Read your story of hunting and brings back memories of my cousin doing me. The hunters would take off in the morning on their horses with a couple of mules to carry the deer back. Some horses get spooked with the smell of death. Since we were not old enough to get hunting permits the young would take care of camp and get wood and hobble the rest of the horses so they could eat. My cousin and I were the oldest at twelve and the rest were about 9 to 10. Of course we made them do all the work. One day he told them to keep watch because we were going take a nap and did not want to get busted. We went into the tent and got on the sl**ping bags. He got on top of me and and humped me, he told me to pull down my pants. I did. He got on top again and put his young cock in me and he was urgent. It felt good in me I did not take long for him to seed me and as we got up the rest of the boys were watching thru the tent flap. Wide eyed.