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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Merlin_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Merlin/Morgana/Arthur_Pendragon_(Merlin), Various_Relationships
  Character:
      Merlin_(Merlin), Morgana_(Merlin), Arthur_Pendragon_(Merlin), Gwen_
      (Merlin), Kilgharrah_(Merlin), Gwaine_(Merlin), Elyan_(Merlin), Percival_
      (Merlin), Elena_(Merlin), Lancelot_(Merlin), Mithian_(Merlin), Freya_
      (Merlin), Gilli_(Merlin), Will_(Merlin)
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Summer_Camp, Threesome_-_F/M/M, Half-Sibling_Incest,
      Bets_&_Wagers, Loss_of_Virginity, First_Time, Ensemble_Cast, Team
      Gluttony
  Series:
      Part 3 of 2014_Summer_Pornathon
  Collections:
      Summer_Pornathon_2014
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-08-02 Words: 749
****** Campfire Songs ******
by teprometo
Summary
     Merlin was an explorer, an adventurer—curious and smart and pretty
     damn sneaky. So how did he never know what the counselors got up to?
Notes
     This was written for the 2014 Summer Pornathon week three challenge,
     Trades_and_Professions.
     Content: teenagers having sex, mild incest (siblings having sex with
     the same person at the same time)
Merlin was sixteen the year he became a counselor at Camp Mesofin, after eight
summers of being a participant. He knew the woods, the waterways, the secret
island that only peeked out during the driest stretch of summer better than
anyone else—even better than Kilgharrah, who’d started the camp forty years
prior and still hung around to tell spooky stories by the campfire. His tall
tales had led to more than one night-terror-induced bedwetting incident.
Merlin was an explorer, an adventurer—curious and smart and pretty damn sneaky.
So how did he never know what the counselors got up to?
                                      ***
Gwaine and El, and sometimes Percy, went door-blasting most nights, bursting
shitfaced into all the cabins to try to catch people fucking. Elena and Vivan
(Elena’s Hitachi Magic Wand) would not be dissuaded, and eventually she just
started inviting them over every time she wanted to fuck herself. At that
point, the door-blasting almost ceased entirely.
                                      ***
Merlin went out night-swimming with Gwen and came back to find Lance scrubbing
what smelled like bleach into Merlin’s formerly green sleeping bag. Mithian was
leaning halfway out the window laughing hysterically, her white dress stained a
reddish-brown color that had Merlin feeling woozy.
“You’re a bleeder!” Gwen said much too loudly, which only made Mithian laugh
harder, sliding down the cabin wall and landing in a crumpled little ball on
the floor. Lance’s face went so white he looked like he might vomit.
“She didn’t tell me she was a virgin, too,” he said apologetically, his hand
stilling over Merlin’s ruined sleeping bag.
                                      ***
The long-accepted story was that Gilli and Freya had been dating since they
were ten years old and hadn’t done more than hold hands. But then one day
Merlin walked in on them stripped down to the pubes and jacking off in front of
each other, and he decided their tale was a bit misleading.
                                      ***
The last week of summer, Merlin became aware of a bet between the Pendragon
twins, who weren’t actually twins (they didn’t even have the same mother).
“They’ve got money on which of them will fuck you before we go home,” Will said
around a mouthful of marshmallow.
“Did you throw in on that?” Merlin asked, flicking his fingers through his wet
hair and splattering water droplets onto Will’s face.
“Not yet. Got an inside tip?”
“Yeah,” Merlin said. He pulled a black T-shirt over his head and glanced in the
mirror. “Double down on both.”
                                      ***
It happened on the island—a fleeting locale for a fleeting encounter.
Morgana showed up first, hopped out of her canoe and secured it onshore before
Merlin thought to help her. She looked delicious in her dreamsicle bikini,
orange and white stripes stretching tight across her tits. Her legs were wet,
and Merlin reached out and smoothed his hands over the bumpy flesh in an
attempt to warm her.
Morgana’s giant sunglasses bumped against Merlin’s nose as she leaned in to
kiss him. It was surprisingly soft for a girl of Morgana’s purported
appetite—sweet, even. It made Merlin feel fluttery and lightheaded, and Morgana
pushed him gently to the ground.
Merlin was just about to give up on Arthur, had gone to rummage a condom out of
his pocket, when the loud rumbling of a jet ski made him look up. Arthur was
just a streak of yellow for a moment, and then he was right up against Merlin,
his bare chest warm and wet against Merlin’s, his kiss intense.
Arthur didn’t waste time with caressing. In the middle of their first kiss, he
stripped out of his swim shorts and lined up his rigid prick with Merlin’s.
Morgana’s breasts pressed against Merlin’s back and her hand sneaked down his
front, fingers deftly slipping on a condom.
“Shall we?” she said, and Merlin broke his kiss with Arthur to respond. Arthur
was faster, maneuvering Merlin into the sand and straddling his shoulders.
Merlin could only see the wide spread of Arthur’s legs as he felt Morgana sink
down on his prick. His lips parted on a gasp, and Arthur took the opportunity
to dip his lovely cock inside.
                                      ***
“Are you coming back next summer?” Gwen said, her arms tight around Merlin’s
shoulders.
The Pendragon twins shot him what could only be described as a lascivious look
before they hopped inside their father’s truck.
“Are you kidding?” he said, petting his hand over Gwen’s hair. “Kilgharrah is
going to have to hand over the keys. I’m a lifer.”
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