Date: Fri, 26 Mar 1999 01:50:33 GMT From: Joe Camp Subject: Motor Home Adventures 10 Motor Home Advents 10/? Codes: M/t (mast, oral) By: idc90@hotmail.com Warning: The following story is a work of fiction. It is a fantasy. It never happened, except in the author's imagination. This story contains sex between teen boys and a man and a teen. The author does not encourage or condone sex between adults and children. If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already know what your supposed to do. If this kind of story turns you off, find something else. Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction. The characters in this story engage in unprotected sex. That's not real life. The characters are a product of my imagination, and can't catch anything unless I want them to. Any resemblance of characters to an actual person is purely coincidental. The author retains the copyright of this story. Placing this story on a web site without the authors permission is a violation of that copyright. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Motor Home Adventurers 10 Searching 7 "Hi guys, Your e-mail about your threesome made me horny. I had to take a trip out to the theater I go to. Got there at 11:25, hooked up with a guy and came by 11:35. Do good in school, Kevin, and drop me a line once in a while at gramps72. Love you both, John" I'll have to ask him to tell me more about theaters. Kevin got the leveler jacks out from under the motor home, as I disconnected the water, sewer, electric, and phone lines. We were ready to pull out at a little after 3:00. We stopped and had supper at a restaurant before pulling into the RV Park. It was only 6:30 by the time we got parked and the connections made. I wasn't in any hurry for the day to end. Tomorrow, we go to Disney World, and the day after that, Kevin has to get back on the plane. Just two more nights with Kevin, then I would have to wait for Christmas vacation. I hadn't told my son's family about Kevin. For a long time, I didn't know what to tell them. I had arraigned months ago to spend Christmas with my son's family. What to do about Kevin? I knew I had to see him for Christmas, and he didn't have anywhere to go. If he wasn't with me, he would have to spend Christmas alone, because his brother Max would be going home for the holidays. I had to have him with me, but how to explain him to my son. I couldn't just show up with him and tell them, "Guess what son, your dad is gay, and this is Kevin, my 16 year-old lover." We decided I would start mentioning, in my e-mails, the orphan boy I had met, that lived with his older brother. Just before I was to leave for New Mexico, I would tell them I had found out he would be spending Christmas alone, and that I was bringing him. I knew they wouldn't mind the extra person, unless they knew I was sleeping with him. We watched TV until bed time, and went to bed a little early. Kevin wanted to be at the Disney gates when they opened. We made the bed, and I took Kevin into my arms as we stood next to it. I pulled him close, hugging him, and not wanting to let him go. My hands found his butt cheeks, and I felt them firm under the fabric of his shorts. One hand cupped under each of his cheeks, gently lifting them as I hugged him tight against me. His arms found their way around my neck, as he pulled me down into a kiss. Kevin's tongue was in my mouth, searching and sucking. He still had a hint of the taste of the roast beef he had eaten for supper. His hands were lifting my pull over up. My shirt was bunched around my shoulders, and I had to break my hold on Kevin, so he could lift it off. As soon as my arms were free, they quickly returned to Kevin's ass, as if they were spring loaded. My hands moved to his shirt, as he unbuckled my pants. He stopped me and said he wanted to give me as show. My pants fell to the floor, as Kevin slipped his hands inside the elastic band of my underwear. Slowly he pulled them down, gently lifting the elastic over my hard-on. Kevin seated me on the bed as he knelt and removed my shoes and socks. He pulled my pants and underwear from my legs. He's doing it again. He's sucking on my big toe. It tickled a little, but I decided to let him do it, if that's what he wanted. We had heard the old tune "The Stripper", on the radio as we were headed towards Orlando. Kevin started humming it, as he swayed in time and started stripping. He was doing real well, and had the bumps and grinds down pat, but he forgot the rest of the tune, so I took it up and hummed it for him. I think Kevin is a fantastic stripper. I was so hard, I couldn't even bend my dick if I had too. Once he was naked, I stood and wrapped my arms around him, still humming "The Stripper." We ground our hard-ons together, and it was almost enough to make me cum. As we finished the song, we just stood holding each other, and gently swaying. "Fuck me Ron." he whispered. "Fuck me now." I found the jelly, as Kevin got into position. I slicked us up, and Kevin watched me with a look of wanting in his eyes. I bent down and kissed his full nuts, giving them a lap of my tongue. Kevin moaned, so I continued licking up his shaft. When I reached the bright red engorged helmet head of his dick, I kissed it before licking the pre-cum from his hole. I took his dick in my mouth, taking him down my throat, until my nose was buried in his pubic bush. I bobbed up and down a few times, before coming back to work his head with my tongue. I kissed it as I pulled off his dick. I lined my dick up with his man hole, and myself against him. I easily slipped in, and Kevin gave a gasp as I pushed past his prostate. I needed relief badly. I needed Kevin. I needed his body. I wanted to do a slow long dick, because that's what Kevin likes. I couldn't. I needed him too much. I had to go fast and hard. My hand wrapped around Kevin's dick as I jerked him off in time with my fucking. I was trying to come out far enough to hit his prostate, but I don't think I did most of the time. Kevin was moaning and getting a little loud. There were RVs on both sides of us, and I had to place my hand over his mouth to stop the noise. Kevin was bearing most of my weight as we bucked against each other, searching for relief. I could feel the start of my climax as my nuts tightened, and my cum was starting the chain of exiting from my body, when Kevin tightened against me as his cum exploded from his dick. I shoved against his ass, as I emptied my nuts into his body. We lay there, hooked together, as we came down from our climaxes. Kevin finally reached up and removed my hand from his mouth, as he took big gulps of air. After a long while of being hooked to Kevin, we parted. Nothing was said as we turned out the lights and wrapped each other in our arms. Our hugs and kisses said all that needed to be said. I awoke the next morning, still holding Kevin. A quick blow job before starting the coffee; dash to the showers; cold cereal for breakfast, and we headed for Disney World. We parked where we were directed, and followed the line of people from the parking lot to where we would be picked up. We didn't wait long before a little tractor appeared pulling a long line of passenger coaches. I wrote down where we were parked so we wouldn't have any trouble finding the motor home. Just the parking lot was huge! The train dropped us at the ticket gate, and we got our tickets and joined the line entering the park. One thing I've got to say for Disney; they know how to move the crowds. Until we got inside, we didn't really wait anywhere. We saw it all. We rode all the rides, and went through all the attractions, even It's A Small World. Kevin was on a high all day, just from being there. It had been fun, but I was dragging, by the time we left to find the motor home. We followed the long line of cars leaving as the park closed. I did make one wrong turn, and it took a while for us to get back to the road we wanted to be on. We got back to the RV park, and hooked back up. Kevin and I had eaten so much junk food that neither of us wanted any supper. When we went to bed, Kevin's hand sneaked down to fell my soft dick. We were too tired for sex, but he was checking to see if I wanted it. We just snuggled together and went to sleep. I was happy when I woke the next morning, I had dreamed of Kevin all night. Kevin's butt was spooned against my crotch as usual, and I gently caressed his butt cheek. "Morning Ron." Kevin whispered. "Morning baby." "Do I really have to leave today?" he asked. "School starts again tomorrow." I reminded him. "But Christmas is so far away. Fuck me good Ron, it's going to have to last me a long time." I kissed his neck, then got the lube. It didn't take long to slick us up, and soon my dick was pushing against his opening. I slipped in and started my long dicking. That's what Kevin likes best. We gently fucked for about 20 minutes before reaching our climaxes. As I lay inside Kevin, I wondered, 'what is he too me? Is Kevin my adopted son that I have sex with, or is he my lover that I think of as a son? He's definitely my lover, but is what he said true? He once told me that he thought when an old guy wanted to have sex with him, it was because he wanted to fuck his own son, but was afraid too. Is that why I want to have sex with Kevin? Did I ever sub-consciously want to fuck my own son? I don't think so. It doesn't matter. I want Kevin. I need him'. We finally stirred, and made our trips to the bathroom. Neither of us wanted to get up and get dressed. Kevin made toast as I started the coffee and poured us each a glass of milk. He grabbed the preserves, and we took our breakfast back to bed. Kevin's plane didn't leave until 1:35, so we had plenty of time. We finished eating and having our coffee. Kevin snuggled back into my arms, and started playing with my dick. I may be getting a little older, but it still knew how to respond. His hands moved lower to my nuts, and after spending a little time there, moved even farther downward. Kevin's finger found my puckered opening, and I knew what he wanted. I lifted my legs to my chest, giving him free access. It only took a few moments before he had the KY. He was gentle as he entered me, and although it was a little uncomfortable, it didn't hurt. I don't know, maybe Kevin gets more out of being fucked then I do, but if it wasn't for Kevin wanting me that way, I could take it or leave it. The satisfaction of knowing I was pleasing Kevin was enough for me. Kevin's hand was working my dick in time with his fucking. It wasn't too long before I felt his hot seed inside me, and I tensed as I shot out my own. I held him tight against me as his dick softened inside me. He relaxed on top of me until my legs started hurting and I had to lower them. Kevin kissed me as he withdrew has soft dick from me. We didn't need to talk. He crawled back up into my arms as he gently planted kisses on my neck and chest. We stayed in bed as long as we could, before we had to get up and take our showers. Kevin went for his shower as I unhooked the RV and got ready to go. He was soon back and he had that fresh scrubbed look. I went for my shower as he folded up the bed and finished getting everything put away. We were ready to roll when I got back to the motor home. Kevin had the engine warmed up, so all I had to do was slid into the driver's seat and put it in gear. The closet door wasn't latched good, and swing open as I made the first turn. Kevin jumped up apologizing and closed it. I told him I forget that one all the time too. We parked at an off site lot, and took their shuttle to the airport. We were in plenty of time. Kevin had electronic tickets, so all he had to do was show his ID and pick up his boarding pass. We had over an hour to kill before he left, so we found a restaurant and paid their hold-up prices for a decent meal. All too soon, Kevin's flight was called, and he was hugging me good-bye. I was already lonely as I stood waiting for the shuttle that would take me back to the motor home. The seat next to me was vacant as I rode back to the parking lot. Kevin's firm leg wasn't pressing lightly against mine. His soft voice wasn't chatting about nothings in my ear. His seat was empty as I drove from the parking lot. He wasn't there to give me directions as I watched the signs, looking for the highway I needed. I saw someone walking along the highway as I was leaving Orlando behind me. It wouldn't be Kevin, but it would be company. I wouldn't be alone. I got off the road as best I could, the shoulder was a little narrow there. I turned on the flashers, and got up to unlock the door. Motor home doors will sometimes come open if you hit a hard bump, so I always bolt mine when I'm moving. He didn't have a bag, I noticed as he jogged up. I couldn't tell how old he was, somewhere in his 20's I think. I let him in, and bolted the door behind him. He slid into the passenger seat as I got settled and checked the rear views before pulling back onto the highway. He said he wasn't going far, just the second little town up the road. We talked a little about the motor home, before conversation kind of stalled. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, that he was watching me, as he tapped his foot against the floorboard. He paused then tapped his foot again. 'What was it Kevin told me about tapping a foot?' I wondered to myself. 'Oh yeah, it's a signal in a men's room, but I've forgotten if it means someone wants a blow job or if they want to give one. I don't know if I want anymore sex today after being with Kevin twice this morning. I wouldn't mind taking care of him. He looks clean. Not as good looking as Kevin, but he doesn't have to hide in a bag either. What if I'm wrong? What if he doesn't mean anything by tapping his foot?' "Do you have something in mind?" I asked him. "Yeah." he responded as his hand moved to his zipper. "Let's find somewhere to get off the road." I told him. "Ok. There are a lot of places along here." he informed me. I spotted an area under some trees that looked like it was a popular parking spot. The ground looked sandy but firm, so I shouldn't have any trouble getting back on the road. I pulled in until we were off the road, and the motor home was fairly level. He was already dropping his pants before I even got the curtains closed. He was wearing boxers, and I got a good look at his round ass as they came down to his ankles. He sat on the couch, as I knelt in front of him. His dick wasn't very big, only about 4 and a half inches, maybe 5 inches hard, but, was it ever cute. It was hard against him, and I was afraid it might hurt when I pulled it away from his body in order to get my mouth around it. He had been cut, and he fit my mouth perfectly. He wasn't like Hank, were I had to work to get all of him down. All I had to do was suck as he bucked into my mouth. He must have needed it bad, as he took short fast stabs with his dick. I felt him tense as his nuts drew up as tight as they could. His dick might have been a little small, but could he shoot. Shot after shot of his heavy thick spunk entered my mouth. His cum was a lot thicker and stronger tasting then Kevin's. I was cleaning his dick-head with my tongue, as he gave a grunt of pain and pulled my mouth off him. "Thanks a lot, but I get too sensitive after I shoot." I just nodded, and watched as his dick all but disappeared into his body. He was watching me, and seemed kind of embarrassed. "I know, it's pretty small." he despairingly said. "So?" I asked him. "It got the job done didn't it? I think it's cute. I like it, because it's not so big I want to choke on it." I cupped his nuts for him, but I didn't try to touch his dick. It might still be too sensitive. "Thanks" he said. We got up and I slid back into the driver's seat as he got himself put back together. He smiled at me as he got back in the passenger seat. I pulled back onto the highway, and it wasn't many more miles before he told me to drop him off. 'Well,' I told myself as I was pulling away from him, 'maybe I'm learning how to pick up a guy.' I was a few miles down the road before it dawned on me I hadn't even asked his name. Continued Comments: idc90@hotmail.com Flames Happily Ignored :) Hotmail has been having some problems. 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