Thread: Wolf Mountain {Darkest Nightmare & Vertigis}

Way too long, sexy, replied Logan, smiling at Holly's touch on his thigh. Ethan and Tara were trailing behind, too far to hear much of anything, and he leaned close and placed a hand on one of Holly's firm ass cheeks, squeezing it lightly. His blue eyes were twinkling and he pointedly let them drop to her bust. With the straps of the backpack squeezing them tight together, her breasts appeared even larger and created a delightful valley of cleavage for his eyes to fall into. And I wish my baby brother and his new prissy girlfriend weren't in the car, or else I could have given you something to suck on for the ride to keep you from being bored. Logan's tone was joking as he talked about Ethan and Tara, the words coming out not nearly as mean as they might sound. Holly by now knew he loved his little brother and had high standards for him. He'd already shared that he always felt Ethan dated the wrong type of girl, ones that sensed Ethan's relatively kind personality and wound up taking advantage. Logan had spent most of their lives trying to toughen up his more sensitive little brother, but it seemed like nothing had helped when it came to his choice in women. That girl Tara needed a good fucking to show her who was the man in the relationship, and Logan had been shocked to find out that Ethan had yet to do it. Hell, he'd do it for his little brother if need be! That's what big brothers were for, right? At least Holly respected a real man, one unafraid to tell a woman that he wanted to fuck the shit out of her. Their relationship had been short, but had burned hotly in the last month sparked by undeniable mutual sex appeal. Holly had just enough sass to keep Logan partly in check, and a healthy level of sex drive. They had both been frustrated by a summer packed with commitments that had kept their time together woefully short. This weekend was going to be a nice way to vent some pent-up desire. I hope Tara realizes we only have one tent, cause you know I'm not quiet. Or shy, continued Logan with a glance back at the other couple. He'd already shown he was unafraid to initiate sex whenever and wherever they were, whether a restroom in a nice restaurant or in his car in her driveway. When he was horny, he was virtually undeniable. And already, the itch was growing as he eyed Holly and gave her ass another squeeze. Damn, he just had to reign it in until he set up camp and maybe dragged her off into the woods to 'gather firewood'. He quickened his pace and reluctantly lifted his hand off Holly's rear to shout back at his brother. Come on lovebirds, time enough for holding hands after we set-up the camp! -- Yeah, yeah, whatever, we'll see who gets there first, replied Ethan, quickening his pace and urging Tara to speed up with a nod of his head. The classic younger brother, Ethan still felt compelled to try and beat Logan at almost any activity they did. He'd gotten used to the fact that Logan was bigger, stronger and louder, so he prided himself on finding other ways to compete, such as his choice of women. Tara was exactly the kind of girl Ethan liked, feminine, slender, and with a sultry face. Not some big titted sex machine that could out drink most men, like Logan preferred, but a woman that he could pamper, treat like a lady, and always looked polished. The exact kind of girl that Logan couldn't get, or if he did it would be for a one night alcohol fueled fuck. Tara couldn't find his vulgar brother attractive, right? Ethan didn't think so, but he'd caught her glance at Logan a couple times in a way that made him pause. Fuck it, it didn't matter, Logan had Holly. The key thing was getting to finally fuck this smoking hot brunette that got looks from every guy in the vicinity whenever he'd taken her out for a date. Sure, they'd had a lot of fun so far, but she'd been a little prude and maybe worried about her reputation. Ethan didn't mind, he didn't want to fuck some loose slut, unlike Logan who seemed to prefer it. Good things came to those who waited, and this weekend would be his reward. He treated her acceptance of the invite as a formal declaration that they would finally fuck, if he could find a private spot for them to sneak off to. Ethan gave a little smile to Tara, flashing his blue eyes at her and shaking his head. He's not all that bad, just loud. Very fucking loud. That thought, plus his mind dwelling on sex, made Ethan realize that he hadn't told Tara about Logan's decision to bring just one tent. He knew that Tara, despite her enthusiasm, wasn't an experienced camper. Nor did she seem to particularly love the outdoors, although her hiking outfit was fun to look at. She might be a little put off at sharing the tent with the other couple, especially his loud and horny brother. Oh and shit, I forgot to tell you but we are just packing in one tent, a big one, that we have to share. The extra one was broken. Don't worry, we can find some place to hang out, alone. A little grin came to Ethan's face at the last words, knowing she'd understand exactly what he meant.