#daylightstarter

[arthursdaylight]

( .: setting: Arthur arrived at camp just a few hours ago before your muse finds him. When they meet, he's already enjoying the toga party with some wine and a random twink (npc) sucking him off. :. )

To say Arthur was already getting comfortable at camp would be an understatement. He'd been made aware of the party almost as soon as he arrived, and knew immediately he couldn't have picked a better time to make his way back to what he felt was his second home. He didn't bother unpacking his things, leaving them at the cabin, in what would become his bedroom for the summer. Then, he made his way out, wearing only what he felt was the appropriate attire for the party. A simple toga to fit with the theme, and absolutely nothing underneath it.

A few minutes were all the time Arthur needed before finding himself a place to sit down, a mess of cushions and fabrics into which he could sink and enjoy a drink. And another couple of minutes passed until some random - and possibly drunk - young man made his way towards him and was invited by the Anderson boy to bury himself between his strong legs, quickly beginning to swallow him whole through loud and wet noises. Arthur didn't even bother asking for his name, he didn't care for it. With a cup of wine in hand, and a hungry slut on his cock, Arthur felt right at home while he watched as the other campers were enjoying the party just as he was.

[legaciedcampers]

location: toga party!

the sheet was barely covering his body. one of his pecs were exposed and his arms were also both out. thankfully, it was long enough to cover his private parts, but that was about it. raphael was walking around with a chalice in his hand before he stopped near one of the other party goers. "ever got fucked wearing a toga?" his brows perked, not shying away from the topic. he had to catch up since he came late this year. "wonder what everyone would say if i started eating you out or fingering you in front of them."

[straightnspicy]

Open starter

@daylightstarters

"I don't mind if you just stand there and stare, but I promise I don't bite. Well... hard. Well... unless you want me to that is." The older man smiled as he lounged back at the campfire sites, flame roaring and moonlight casting a beautiful pale hue that mixed with the reds and oranges of the flames. He'd been reading a book while lounging naked, both because of how late it was and because of how little he cared about wearing clothing while at this campsite. He'd only even looked up when he felt the presence of eyes gawking over him, only to look up at the other staring as he laid. "So go ahead and have a seat and relax. I'll even let you sit between my legs if you'd like. Just be careful of my cock." He made it bounce in it's flaccid glory. "He's easily roused.

[deckandcodaylight]

“Aw man...” Declan sighed, clearly disappointed with himself, as the string from his guitar broke into two pieces the moment he tried to play a single note. His lessons weren’t paying off, but on top of that he was still as unlucky and clumsy as ever. He’d been sitting on the front porch steps of his family's cabin for barely a few minutes, quietly and carefully setting his little corner up and just when he finally decided to go on and try to play, this happened to him. “And you didn’t bring any spares. Good job Deck...” With a loud groan, he set his guitar to the side and decided to instead lay down on one of the steps, pouting with his arms crossed over his chest.

[levixroth]

It was all too familiar, the feeling, the dizziness, he knew he may have drank way too much than usual. It was night like those that he wished he stopped on the second glass, but with the good flow of conversation he realized he lost track of how much he had. The pub was one of his dreaded places, and he knew he needed some alcohol on his body to loosen up. Sat on the corner outside, he decided to relax a little, gulping two glasses of water hopefully to neutralize it down. "I'm not drunk.. just a little dizzy that's all." He looked at the stranger who seemed to be looking at him. "Got some bad experience with alcohol, so I make sure I don't reach my limit." He said, and loosened the front buttons of his shirt a little to get some air. "I don't wanna go back in there. I'd much rather leave and go somewhere more relaxed right now." He smiled at him. "Wanna come with?"

@daylightstarters

[campingsons]

Location: The cabins

It wasn't that unusual to find Marco outside his family cabin even this early on after just taking a moment to settle into the the first few days of the summer. His long curly hair was pulled out of his eyes and tied up into a loose ponytail as he leaned back against one of the seats, he'd already stripped down to a simple pair of black shorts and one knee was raised as he rested his sketch book onto it. A simple pencil already sketching out the outline of a face against the paper. It was a starting stages of one of the pictures of his younger brothers. He always got the urge when he was around his family to put the pen to paper to sketch out one of them- to capture some fleeting moments with them as he best he could when life seemed to fly by so very, very quickly.

Besides he always found the amount of sex and passion at the camp something of a inspiration. Like the amount of free love just recharged his artistic inspirations when he felt like he was lagging a little. There's a moment as he raised his thumb to his lips and licked it, before placing it back against the page to smug some of the lines to add a little shading-

It took him a moment before he pulled his eyes up away from the page to see the person standing in front of him.

"Oh-...heh...Sorry. Just.." He stumbled over his words before he closed the page and placed it on the seat next to him, in turn showing off that muscled, impressive body of the artists as he reached up to brush a hand behind his head with a little chuckle with really just showed off his biceps a little more as he did.

"Sort of got caught up in it."

[moonlightandsunflowers]

open starter w/ christian

Christian was honestly having a great day, the sun was high in the sky and the warmth on his tanned skin was all that he wanted right now, well maybe not all, but it sure was what he wanted in the moment now. He was wearing a tiny speedo, which as he turned over on his stomach, he pulled them down and off, letting the sun get some color to his pale, white cheeks, a perfect tan line of his speedo.

When a little of the sun was vanishing from above his head, he looked up to see that it was a shadow, following the shadow to the person, he smiled brightly. "Hi! please tell me you have some water on you? I totally forgot mine" said Christian with a giggle, "or did you come to enjoy the view?"

[campingbeef]

Location: On a lounger by the pool or lakeside

About: Victor can't help himself...

As Victor laid on one of the loungers, wearing a white button down - that was unbuttoned and spread out to show off the thick slabs of muscle that was his chest and abdomen - and a pair of grey shorts that left little to the imagination as it hugged his thick thighs, he couldn't help but watch the various men as they walked past his line of sight. Year after year, it seemed as though more and more people were being invited to the camp and it seemed that one of the biggest requirements, alongside the secrecy... was that they had to be attractive.

It wasn't long before Victor's mind began to play different scenarios with him and some of the men he saw walk past - some that he knew, some that he didn't - and soon enough, his arousal was all too obvious as it strained against the fabric of his shorts. And as he lounged, a hand moved to run against the bulge, and eventually, his cock was out as he began to stroke himself. Did it matter that he was out in the open? Hardly. And if you asked him, that made it all the hotter...

And frankly, he wanted them to see. And he wanted to know who would be bold enough to join him.