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Bare-Butt Backpacking
"You sure you're doing okay, Pat?" the poodle next to me asked.
"Huh?" I responded, picking my head up from my lowered gaze.
"I was asking if you're okay."
"Yeah, I'm fine, Perci," I said before focusing my attention back to the ground in front of us.
The two of us were walking to a campground a short while away from campus. Perci said she had a friend that works there and her friend mentioned that the whole site is practically deserted during the weekdays, giving her the idea of visiting it, along with another idea of what to do once we're there. When she told me about it, I was excited and couldn't wait to give her idea a try. At least, that's what I thought in the beginning, but as time passed I started thinking about the pros and cons, and now I wasn't so sure if I wanted to go through with it.
Being the socially anxious avian I am, I didn't know how to voice my concerns without being a party pooper. Now, we have our backpacks filled with the outdoor essentials and resting on our backs. We were strolling alongside the parkway with cars rushing by us, and according to the directions on Perci's phone, we're only a few minutes walk away from the campground.
"You sure?" she pressed.
"Of course I'm sure," I insisted, "Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know. You just seem kind of quiet."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, when I told you about the place, you seemed really excited about going there, but right now you're just kinda… in your own head."
I sighed. I was hoping she wouldn't notice, but now that she had, knowing her, she would have likely pestered me until she pried the truth out of me, one way or another. So I had no choice but to come clean.
"All right, you got me" I admitted, "It's just that I've been thinking about it a lot, and I may or may not have a few… concerns about this place."
"Haven't you done stuff like this before though?"
"Yeah, but not during the middle of the day," I explained, "I usually do it at night or really early in the morning. Plus, I usually scope the place out myself before I try anything crazy. I just… I really don't wanna get caught."
"No, you're right," Perci assured me, "I get it. If you're not up to it, then we don't have to do it. It can just be a regular walk in the forest."
"No,I don't want to ruin your fun! You've been looking forward to this all week."
"Yeah, but I'm not gonna have any fun if you're uncomfortable the whole time…" she pointed out, rubbing her forehead, "How about this… my friend is going to be there at the entrance gate. When we get there, he can answer any lingering questions you might have regarding the site. And if you're still unsure about it. Then we don't have to do it. Sound good?"
"...I guess that works," I shrugged, "Wait, did you tell him what we're doing?"
"Of course I did."
"Why!? He could tattle on us!"
"He won't. He's my friend and friends don't squeal."
Ughhhhhhh. This is not helping. I'm fine with our little perverted circle of friends knowing, but outside of that, I can't account for anyone being as open and understanding about our plans as much as they are. Still, protesting wouldn't have made the friend in question forget anything Perci told him, so I kept my beak shut for now.
Another minute of walking and we were at our destination: a toll booth blocking off an unpaved road leading into mother nature. On our approach, a zebra finch male stepped outside to wave us down.
"Yo, Perci!" he called out to us.
"Hey," she answered, waving to him in return.
"So you must be Pat," he said pointing finger guns at me.
"Yeah, that's me," I replied nonchalantly, "Look, I have to ask, what exactly did Perci tell you about our hike?"
"He just has a few last minute concerns," Perci added.
"Oh, don't worry, bro. Your secret's safe with me," he said before miming the act of zipping his mouth closed and throwing away the key.
"What about the campers on site?" I fired back.
"What campers?" he fired back, "This place has been dead for the past two days now."
"Really? Nobody?"
"Not a soul."
"Okay… What if, on the off-chance, somebody was to show up while we're… hiking?"
"Well if you're worried about that," he stated as he pulled out a map and handed it to us, "then this might help. I highlighted all the trails that aren't visible from the roads and campsites. This is the only way in or out of the area, so I'll know if anybody comes through and text Perci to warn you two."
"Woah," I blurted out, unfolding the map and reading it for myself, "That's… very helpful, actually. Thanks!"
"No problem!" he chirped as he walked back inside the toll booth, "Honestly, I'd join you guys if I wasn't stuck here doing nothing. Have fun, you two!"
With that, we were off to the closest highlighted trail, which was about another five minutes of walking eastbound. I was relieved that Perci's confidant was as helpful as he was. Still, even with his friendly assurance, I felt something tugging at me mentally.
"Perci, he hasn't texted you yet, has he?" I asked after two minutes or so.
"No."
"Did you check?"
"If he texted me, I would've heard the phone gone off."
"What if it's on vibrate?"
"Ugh!" she rolled her eyes at me as she checked her phone and showed it to me, "See? No notifications!"
That calmed me down for the moment, but it didn't last long. Half of the time we were hiking, I had my head turned around to see if anyone was behind us. This eventually came back to bite me when I tripped on a stray tree root and fell flat on my stomach.
"Oof! Dude, you get hurt?" I heard Perci say.
"Just my pride," I sighed as I picked myself up.
Back on my feet, I patted myself down, brushing the dirt off my clothes as best as I could. Unfortunately, during the quick pitstop to fix my bearing, the thought of getting caught reentered my mind.
"He still hasn't texted us, right?" I inquired, my gaze still fixed on the path behind.
"No, nothing yet."
"And he's definitely going to text us in case anything happens, right? He's not going to flake out or something?"
"I highly doubt he would just forget about a random car passing by him when it's literally his job to watch the only entrance of the entire campground," she scoffed.
“Look, I’m just…” I paused.
I didn’t like her tone, but she wasn’t wrong nor unjustified for being annoyed. I had to admit that my sense of caution was beginning to border on lunacy.
“I’m sorry,” I apologized as I turned around to face Perci, “I guess I’m getting NAKED!”
Looking at Perci, I swiftly noticed that her shirt, shorts, and underwear were all absent from her body.
“About time you did,” retorted the poodle with her privates out.
“When did you take off your clothes? We’re not even at the trail yet!”
“Actually, we are,” she said, pointing at the tree next to her which had a trail marker clearly painted on it’s trunk, “and I put all my clothes in my backpack while you were staring off in that direction after you tripped.”
“Oh…” was all I could say.
"Look, I know you're nervous," she assured as she approached me, "but we both came out here to have fun. I have an idea that might help you calm down, but I need you to trust me on this."
She was right. We both came out here to have fun, but my paranoia was starting to ruin it for both of us. I needed to calm down. I took a breath in and then out before giving the go-ahead, "Okay."
"Take off the backpack," she commanded.
I did as I was told, dropping it to the ground.
"Now if you want me to stop at any point, just say something," she clarified before coming even closer and wrapping her arms around me and kissing my beak.
Her body felt warm against mine. Her soft, bare breasts pressed against my chest and her hands combed through the feathers along my hips. I returned the favor, draping my arms over her and caressing her back. I could feel the heat of her body radiating into mine, and it felt heavenly, melting away whatever uneasiness I had before. Slowly, her hands lifted my shirt, inch by inch, until my abdomen was left uncovered. As we separated, I lifted my arms, allowing her to continue stripping me of my shirt, until she pulled it from my arms.
"Turn around," she spoke.
And I obeyed. With my back turned to her, I once again felt her body press up against mine. She peppered my neck and shoulders in kisses and pecks while her hands played with the down on my chest. I craned my head back and placed my hand on Perci's cheek, giving in to the sensation. All the while, she moved lower and lower down my body until her hands rested just below my navel.
I was so enraptured with the experience, I almost didn't notice her unbuttoning my pants. That being said, I was enjoying it too much to tell her to stop. Seconds later, her thumbs tugged at the waistline of my shorts and my underwear, exposing my member and rear end. With the waistband around my thighs, she released her grasp on my clothing and both garments fell to my feet.
"Step out," she ordered.
After I did so, she picked up my pants and underwear along with my shirt. With all my clothes gathered, she opened up my backpack and stuffed them in.
"How do you feel now?" Perci asked me.
"Better," I confessed.
"Ready to do this?"
At first, I was about to say yeah, but then I was suddenly distracted by the short distinct sound of whistling. As Perci, reached for her own backpack and dug through it, it hit me that the sound in question was a text message notification from her phone.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" I panicked covering my privates and looking for a tree to hide behind.
"Chill, dude!" Perci quickly asserted as she pulled out her phone, "It might not even be him!"
I awaited with bated breath to see if the text message sealed our doom. However, instead of doom, I was met with the sight of Perci rolling her eyes.
"Toll booth is still dead. Bored af. Feel free to send me pics," She read aloud.
"Are you kidding me?" I exclaimed, peeking over Perci's shoulder to read the text as well, "I almost had a heart attack because he wanted porn?"
"I know, right?" She agreed, "What kind of perverts does he think we are?"
For a moment, there was nothing either of us could really say. Just the whole absurdity of the situation and dialogue was just too much to take in in a respectable, serious manner.
And so, we both burst out laughing. For like a whole minute. It was a good thing there was nobody else in the park, because if there was, they would've lost definitely heard us cackling like mad witches.
"I'm sorry I almost freaked out again," I apologized, wiping away tears.
"No worries, Pat," she answered, reaching her hand out to me, "Come on, let's go."
Gleefully, I took her hand and we both walked along the path together, wearing nothing but our shoes, our backpacks, and our smiles.
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