At the moment, we had plenty of ammunition, so we were all firing on full automatic. It wasn't exactly a spray and pray situation, but it did get clos...e to it at times. A count of the muzzle flashes indicated that there were 14 people shooting at us, and we had 10 people to shoot back. At that time, nobody in our group still held any fear of shooting in self-defense, so even the women were doing their part with their shotguns.We had now reached the point where we had been shot at often enough. I had always believed that discretion is the better part of valor. It seemed like my presence in some other location would be better for my health. To that end, I started to sit up when I felt a jarring blow to my right eye. The force of the blow knocked me down as well as to the side. I rolled with the blow and dropped to the floor across the bed from the psycho.It was apparent to me that he wasn't finished rearranging my features when he started around the bed. I turned and dove naked through. I hear him begin to moan his hips trying to move up towards my mouth, all memories of the Taser forgotten. My tongue follows my hand up his cock until I reach the tip, swirling my tongue around him I suck just the head into my mouth using my tongue to press against his underside. His moans begin to get louder and his panting breathing is quick and short, I slowly move his cock all the way into my mouth until the base of his cock and the tickling sensation of his unshaved hair rests against my. ”“How old was I on that trip, Andy?” Hunter asked.“You weren’t born yet, Hunter,” Noah interjected.“Your nephew is right, little bro,” I said. “Though you were even younger than the twins on your first camping trip the next summer. You were two months old for your first trip.”“What are we going to do this weekend, Daddy?” Connor asked.“Fishing, hiking around the park, roast hot dogs over the fire, make s’mores,” I said. “We’ll do a campfire tomorrow night and do some skits and songs.”“Cool!”.