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The following story is based on real life happenings between a man and a teen. If this sort of thing bothers you, feel free to leave. If this type of writing is not legal where you are, please DO leave. If you are not of legal age to read this, you stay at your own risk. This story is copyrighted by the author. None of this story, in whole or in part, shall be copied or reprinted in any form. While the events that are written about are true, the author reserves the right of creative license in order for the story to flow. No animals were maimed or hurt during the writing of this story. If you haven’t guessed, names are changed to protect the innocent, and the not-so-innocent.

Author’s note:

Although I first met Jake a little more than seven years ago, there were so many good times that they tend to blur together. This writing is not meant to be a daily journal, or even a weekly or monthly one at that. As in many things in life, certain moments just seem to stand prominent in one’s memories. These I will try to relay to you as best my memory serves.

Thanks to all who have made my story a regular ‘thing’. This section fast forwards a bit into the future. I hope no one gets too confused. Read on faithful followers!

And then there was Jake...

One day turned into a week, and the weeks turned into months. Jake was always around, and had pretty much become a regular part of our family life. Everyone in our family liked him, as he had such an energetic personality. Over time, he would gradually spend more and more time with me. He would often come over to see Evan, and not finding him home, would hang out with me instead. I would take him to work with me when he wasn’t in school. He was becoming more and more like a son to me. It seemed to me that I was becoming a father to him. It was just a natural relationship, and we were very comfortable with it.

His birthday came and went in September. I got him a card and some small gift that I’m sure neither one of us remembers. The holidays came and went, and we shared similar times to the previous year. I can’t really think of anything special to write about that time. He was just Jake, and I was just me. We enjoyed spending time together and we just existed. The winter snow was finally melted, and the evidence of spring was in the air. As spring approaches, most young men’s minds turn to... camping? It was about mid April. I was helping Jake clean out his mother’s garage.

“Hey Matt, look. Here’s my mom’s tent and camping stuff. I used to go camping with the boy scouts all the time. That was so fun” he blurted out excitedly.

“I heard they used to go camping even in the Winter, did you do that too?”

“Yup. We used to camp year round. Winter was the worst though. It was so cold. It was sorta fun though.”

“Well I haven’t been camping in a long time. I went with some friends once, but it was so cold that night I ended up sleeping in the van with the heat running.” I relayed to Jake.

“Matt, let’s go camping!”

“I don’t know Jake.”

“Come on Matt, it will be fun! Just us guys braving the wild outdoors in a tent.”

He was absolutely exuberant. I was very hesitant. I had known him for just more than six months. I had only met his mother in passing. I knew he had troubles in school. I knew he had troubles with his family. I just had a very uneasy feeling about it.

“Let me think about it, Ok Jake?”

“I guess. But I really want to go camping. I haven’t done it in so long. It will be fun. We can cook over a campfire, stay up late, play cards, it will be a blast Matt.”

“We’ll see.”

“Well, will you help me set the tent up in the backyard? I want to see if anything is missing from it. Then you can see how big it is. It’s a cool tent.”

His enthusiasm was so infectious. How could I refuse this sparkling little 15-year-old anything? Just seeing his face light up while talking about camping was enough to make my day. While setting up the tent, he would just break out in huge laughs after telling me some story or other that happened while camping. Man, how I loved to see him laugh. I had been noticing lately that he really seemed to brighten up a lot more when he was with me. I made a note to talk to him more about what went on in his past to make him so gloomy and shy when he wasn’t around me. After we had the tent all set up, we laid down inside and just stared at the top of it, talking. He again begged me to take him camping.

“Maybe you should ask your Mom first. She may not like the idea.” I replied cautiously to him.

“I’ll ask her tonight Matt. I’m sure she will say yes. She told me she is really glad that you are spending time with me. She even said she wanted to talk to you about something too.”

“Ok, well you ask her, and then I will talk to her. I’ve been wanting to talk to her about some things too. We spend a lot of time together, and I don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea.”

I left Jake to daydream in the tent as I headed back home. As I expected, I got a phone call later that night.

“Matt, Jake is on the phone for you” my wife informed me.

“Hey Jake, long time no talk to” I answered.

“Hey Matt. Guess what? My mom said we can go camping, but she just wants to talk to you before we go. So when can go? Can we go next weekend? Please Matt? I want to go so bad”

Jake’s enthusiasm always seemed to astound me. He couldn’t even wait for the answer to one question before asking the next. I decided to go into Dad mode, and try to get something out of him.

“Jake, the campground isn’t even open yet. I’ll call them and find out when they open, then we can go. But, you have to do something for me first.”

“Oh, like what?” he asked dejectedly.

“I’ll take you camping, and make sure we have a lot of fun. But, you need to get your grades up. You’re a really smart kid, when you want to be. Midterms are coming up and I want you to promise me that you’ll work hard to get your grades up on your tests. Ok?”

The line was silent for a moment. I knew he was contemplating what I was asking. I also knew he could do it if he had the right encouragement.

“Ok Matt. I’ll try my best. Can you call tomorrow and see when they open?”

“Sure Jake. I’ll do that. But you have to promise to work on your grades. All D’s are not good enough for you”

“I promise Matt. Thanks. You are the best dad” he said with a smile in his voice.

I felt the tears start to well up in my eyes. That was the first time he had called me ‘dad’.

“Ok Jake. Tell your mom what I said, and that I will talk to her before we go”

“I will Matt, night.”

“Night Jake.”

I wiped my eyes as I hung up the phone. I was glad no one was around to see me crying. The feeling I felt was indescribable. I pondered the consequences most of the night.

I called the state park the next morning. I found out that they would open up the grounds to basic camping (tents, but no power or water) on the first of May. I also found out that since there was no one permanent on the site until the end of May, there was no fee to camp, and the park was patrolled by the ranger only. I decided to wait until Jake called before I told him what I found out. I didn’t have to wait long.

“Hello?” I answered as the phone rang.

“Well did you call the park? What did you find out? When do they open? Can we go camping soon?”

I was smiling to myself, as I know Jake most likely hadn’t slept much the night before.

“Woah little man. No Hello first?”

“Sorry, Hi Matt. So what did you find out?”

I took my time relaying to Jake the information I had found out. I had fun toying with him, and loved to get him worked up. Finally I passed on the information.

“So when can we go?” he asked impatiently.

“Well, they open the campground the first weekend in May, so if the weather is good, we can go then, OK?”

“YES” he yelled into the phone. “That’s awesome Matt, Thanks!”

“Remember your agreement Jake. You have to get some good grades on your midterms.”

“I know Matt. I’ll make sure I study good for them. Thank you SO much!” he bubbled.

“You’re welcome Jake. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Ok. See ya Matt.” He hung up the phone.

“This was sure to be a novel experience for me! Camping, for a whole weekend with a hyper 15-year-old, alone in the woods with no power or running water. What DID I get myself into? Oh well, I suppose I’ve managed worse things. I’m sure we’ll have a blast. I always have a great time with him” I thought to myself.

The two weeks before the camping trip flew by. The next thing I knew, I was at his house on Thursday afternoon digging supplies out of the garage. I looked up and noticed Jake’s mom standing in the door of the garage. She has a concerned look on her face.

“Matt, can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Of course, Connie.”

“Jake, keep digging. I’ll be back in a little bit.”

I followed Connie into the living room and sat down across from her. Her look worried me.

“Matt, first off, I really want to thank you for all the time you have spent with Jake. He doesn’t have a father figure in his life and I really think you have filled that for him.”

“Connie, Jake hasn’t told me much about his life, and I haven’t pried too much. He is a great kid, and very smart. I know he’s had a lot of problems, but I am just trying to be here for him as best I can” I commented to her.

“I know Matt. You have been really great. Since you have been in his life, his whole attitude has changed dramatically. His grades are even getting better in school. He told me what your deal was with his midterms, and I am so grateful that you thought of that.”

“Well I do have Evan to deal with. Jake and Ev are a lot alike, as you well know” I said with a broad smile.

“You are so good with both of the boys, Matt. I was really concerned when Jake first asked me about him going camping with you. You see, Jake has been seeing a counselor for a while now. He was sexually abused when he was about 12. The person that did it was a family friend, and we found out he was abusing Jake and his brother. He is in jail now, but Jake still hasn’t talked with anyone about what happened”

“How can I help, Connie?”

“Well, his counselor does not seem to be getting anywhere with him. She said that he won’t open up. When he first asked me about going camping with you, I was concerned, but I know how close you two have become, and I am really ok with it.”

“Well I really care a lot for him, Connie. He really has become like a son to me.”

“Matt, do you think you could maybe talk to him about what happened? Maybe get him to open up some? The counselor thinks that may help. But don’t tell him I asked you to do that.”

“Sure Connie, I will do my best. I appreciate your trust in me. I would never do anything to hurt Jake. He is a great kid.”

“Thanks Matt. I hope you have a great time.”

I left Connie in the living room. She seemed to be much more relaxed after our talk. I was really surprised to hear that Jake had been abused, but now some things were starting to make sense to me. I went back out to the garage to help Jake get packed up.

“What did she want?” he asked quizzically.

“Oh not much. Just wanted to make sure I wasn’t going to kidnap you or anything” I said smiling at him.

“Yeah right” he replied, shaking his head.

We packed up all his things into the van, and I headed back home. We finalized our plans for me to pick him up after school, and we would head out to the woods. This was sure to be an interesting weekend.

I rose early that Friday morning, unsure of what exactly to expect on our camping trip. I completed a few service calls in the morning before finally wrapping it up for the day. I returned home, called the service, and had them hold my calls for the rest of the weekend. I was finally taking a much-needed weekend off. I packed up the truck with items that I was bringing, and headed over to the school to pick Jake up. Since he had study hall for his last period, he was able to get out an hour ahead of the rest of school if he wanted. I didn’t have to wait long before I saw him bounding out of the doors. He had the biggest grin on his face. Seeing him so happy made me smile as well.

“Hey Jake. How was school?”

“Not bad. I finally got my midterm report card. Here, take a look” he said smiling.

I noticed that three of his classes had improved grades, and there were comments from several of his teachers praising him on his improvement.

“Well you certainly help up your end of the bargain. Good job, Jake.”

I reached over and gave him a quick hug. He hugged me back warmly.

“Now,” I replied, “lets go camping!”

“Let’s go” he shouted.

We started our hour-long drive to the state campground. On the way out, we stopped at a market and picked up the required food. I also grabbed a couple 4-packs of wine coolers for me.

“Are you gonna let me drink some of those?” he asked hopefully.

“Jake, you are too young to be drinking, but I might let you have one with dinner.”

We arrived at the campground to find it mostly deserted. I was happy. I wanted us to have some space, and not be crowded with a bunch of campers. We drove around the park and found a tent site in a wooded part of the park. We unloaded the truck and set up camp. We worked together and had a good time, conversing while getting everything set up. Several times I just stopped and stared at him as he was working on the tent. I admired his slim body. His dark brown hair kept falling into his eyes, and he would constantly brush it back. I noticed as he was pounding stakes into the ground, he would stick his tongue slightly through his teeth in concentration. I realized that I was falling deeply in love with this stunning boy.

“What are you staring at?” he asked as he looked at me, snapping me out of my daze.

“I’m staring at you, boy. Did you know you stick your tongue out when you hammer stakes?”

“Stop staring at me, Matt.”

“But Jakey, you are so pretty!” I said mockingly, breaking out in a huge smile.

He just shook his head and went back to work. After camp was set up, we gathered some wood and made a fire in the pit. In no time at all, we had a nice fire going to cook over. Being that he was the aspiring chef, I let him cook our meal. He did very well on the burgers. We both enjoyed a wine cooler with our meal. After we ate and cleaned up, we decided to go check out the lake before it got too dark. It was a balmy spring day and was just starting to turn cool. I through my arm over his shoulder as walked down to the lake. We didn’t talk. We just took in the scenery and enjoyed each other’s company.

“Jake, it’s starting to get dark. We better head back.”

“Ok” he replied.

While we were walking up the trail back toward the tent, he raced up behind me and jumped up onto my back.

“Put me on your shoulders, Matt.”

I bent down and let him move up onto my shoulders. Carefully I stood up and started walking again with a beautiful boy riding high atop of me. He was having a blast beating at the low hanging branches passing over his head with the walking stick he had found. I was having a blast having him so close to me. Having he riding on my shoulders started to have an effect on another part of me. You guessed it. I was getting hard.

Since he was on my shoulders, I didn’t worry too much about the tightness in my jeans. I did have to rearrange things, but I tried to do it without drawing attention. Jake must have noticed that I was having an issue, because I started to feel something pressing on the back of my neck. I looked up at Jake, and he looked down at me with his big hazel eyes.

“Are we having a problem up there?” I asked him with a grin.

He bent over almost double and looked at my crotch.

“Seems like we both have the same problem” he replied laughing.

I just grunted at him and kept walking. His tool grew to full size, and kept rubbing the back of my neck. He made no attempt to make it go away, or to adjust it. I made no attempt to make his go away either. It seemed that both of us were horny! “Interesting” I thought to myself.

By the time we got back to the tent, it was fairly dark. We had both settled down by then, and he dismounted from my shoulders easily. We dug the gas lantern out of the truck and stoked the fire back up. We decided to hit the sack early, and to get up early and see the sunrise. We tossed a couple more logs on the fire to ward off the cool night air, and gathered our sleeping items into the tent.

“Ya know Matt, it will be a lot more comfortable to zip both eh sleeping bags together. We can both sleep in the single bag that way.”

I swore I could see a slight grin on his cute face as he told me that.

“Ok Jake, you are the camping expert. Whatever you say.”

I helped him zip the bags together and get them situated in the tent. I reminded myself to bring an air mattress the next time we did this. The bags did not look like they would give much comfort on the hard ground. We climbed into the roomy tent and tried to get comfortable.

“Lets get in the bags and play some cards” Jake piped in.

“Ok. Sounds good to me” I replied.

I was just about to climb into the sleeping bags in my clothes, when Jake did something I was not expecting at all. He was kneeling, grabbed his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. I just stared at his bare chest. I had caught glimpses of him before while wrestling, but I was really not prepared for what I saw. His upper body was so slim, but certainly not bone-skinny. He had very defined six-pack abs. I could count every one of those tight little muscles. His nipples were dark brown and dime sized. They were very slightly erect from the cool air. As he took his shirt over his head, I noticed a slight patch of wispy dark brown hair under each arm. He had the cutest little innie belly button I had ever seen. My heart was beating so fast I thought I might pass out. He noticed me staring at him with a puzzled look.

“What?” he asked. “I always sleep in just my boxers” he said grinning broadly.

With that, he immediately undid his belt, opened his jeans, and slid them off his legs. I had to make sure I didn’t drool as I saw his legs slowly appear from his pants. His legs were perfectly shaped, and looked so strong and inviting. He had the start of dark brown hair on his lower legs. His tanned thighs were hairless. He stood up stooping in the tent after removing his pants, and tossed them into the corner. He turned slowly, giving me a view of his boxer-covered butt. He had one of those small tight little butts that you can’t see in jeans, but shows up so nicely in boxers. My heart was racing even faster. As he turned back around again, I was staring at his crotch area. I can’t be positive, but I could swear I saw the head of his penis through the slightly opened fly area of his boxers. I glanced up at his face to see him smiling warmly down at me.

“You really have a nice body Jakey” I managed to get out.

“Thanks Matt. I like my six-pack”

“I do too,” I said with a grin.

He then slid into the sleeping bag and covered most of his body up. I am surprised that I didn’t pop wood, but I think I was too shocked.

“Are you gonna sleep in your clothes?” he asked.

That shook me out of my daze, and I quickly took off my flannel shirt and removed my jeans. I left my tee shirt on with my boxer briefs, as that is how I usually slept. I slid into the bag next to him, trying to calm my heart. I looked over at him and said “Cards?”

“Poker” he replied.

We spent the next half hour playing some twisted form of poker that we made up as we went along. We both also decided to suck down another wine cooler. The entire time we were playing, Jake was being very frisky. He kept poking at me, and rubbing his legs on mine. I could feel the soft brown hairs of his legs rubbing on the hair on mine. I don’t know what the kid was trying to do, but I know what it was doing TO me. My tent pole was at full mast under me as I lay on my stomach. With all his probing and prodding, I could have sworn he was trying to get me to roll over so he could see if I was hard. I did not allow that to happen. My mind was spinning with this beautiful half naked fifteen-year-old hunk laying next to me in a shared sleeping bag. I knew I would not be able to sleep well that night.

“Jake, we better get some sleep if we want to be up early for the sunrise” I begrudgingly told him.

“Yeah, you’re right.”

I reached over and turned off the lantern. I then threw an arm around Jake and gave him a little half hug.

“Night Jake.”

“Night Matt.”

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. All I could see in my mind is the strip show of Jake getting ready for bed. My tool still had not given up its quest to break free of my briefs. In no time, I heard the steady breathing of Jake as he fell into a deep slumber. I rolled over and willed myself to sleep. In time, the sandman won out.

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