Date: Sat, 05 Aug 2000 01:01:30 PDT From: Roderick Shafton Subject: Hitchin '69 HITCHIN' 69 I enjoyed my life on the road for that summer before starting college. I let my hair grow longer and decked myself out in Levi's and flowery shirts and leather-fringed jacket-- and, of course, the obligatory headband and traveling pouch with a small stash of grass. I usually didn't have much of a problem getting a ride. Especially from flower children--free-spirited dudes and chicks willing to help a guy out. They'd share their dope and lunch, and maybe even a place to stay for the night. And when that happened it was a rare time when I wasn't invited to join in for some sexual frolics. Now, I gotta admit I'm a good-looking guy. Gettin' a piece on the road wasn't all that hard. Chicks came on to me all the time, and it was more than once that their boyfriend or male companion came on to me at the same time. Free love and all that stuff. Well, hell, I wanted to fit in. After all, I'd dressed the part and wanted desperately to fit into the 'groove' that was happening. I'd never been particularly hung up on sexual things--I always went with the flow. So when it came to being in a comfortable situation and having a guy come on to me, I went right along with it. Well, actually, I don't know if I'd have gone along so easily the first time if it hadn't been for being with this hot chick at the time. We were just getting into balling when her friend came in--naked and smiling. I didn't know it until then, but he was her boyfriend! A little frightened at how he was going to react, I got real tense. And...a little unnerved at the smile on his face. When the chick laughed as he plopped himself down on the other side of me, I sighed a bit from relief, but gulped, wondering what they were up to. "Relax, Earl likes you," she said to me, stroking my bare chest. "He wants to fool around too. You ever make it with a guy? Earl and me are AC/DC--if it feels good, WE DO IT!" she laughed. "Don't sweat it, man," he smiled at me, running his hand over my belly and down to my crotch. "If you can't get into reciprocation, it's alright. Just concentrate on Cindy and we'll both make you feel good!" She bent down and started to kiss me, while her boyfriend began to rub up my dick and nuts! I don't know if it was her hot, sensuous mouth or his strange manipulation of my things, but I quickly sprung a big bone! That must have made Earl happy, because before I knew it he had his face down there... licking me all over. I was squirming a little, not sure whether to move my crotch away from his face--or to push it closer to his smooching mouth! "Mmmm, Cindy," he cried, "dude's hung real fine! Take a look." She pulled her mouth from mine and glanced down. Then she looked back at me, tossing her long brown hair over her shoulder. "Wow! We're gonna have some fun with THAT! Earl's a hot fuck, but he likes to suck on a big dick once in a while. Course, I like to suck on a big dick ALL the time! Oh, don't look so nervous," she whispered, "let him blow you for a while, then we can ball our brains out!" Earl had swung around to get down to me. That put his crotch near the head of the bed, but I wasn't aware of it until she made a suggestion that I wasn't sure about. "Earl's hung pretty good himself. Go ahead, take a look." Sure enough, I turned to see a good sized prick staring at me. It was up good and hard and bouncing around. "Go ahead, play with it!" she encouraged me, "won't hurt ya to touch it, baby!" While she kissed me passionately--getting me more turned on--I felt wet lips being wrapped around my cock. Earl was sucking on it! I'd never touched another guy before. Not because I had any particular aversion to it--I'd just never had the opportunity. I guess when he felt my dick twitch in his mouth, Earl thought that was some kind of agreement on my part. Anyway, he moved his butt closer, rubbing his hard cock against my body. I was feeling very horny and adventurous. Sucking on Cindy's tongue, I automatically reached to my side and took Earl's hard penis in my hand. I wrapped my fist around it and slowly felt it up, stroking it gently as I marveled at the feel of another guy's pecker. I mean, it was much like my own--yet different. Different, I guess, because it was attached to somebody else. I didn't mind doing it, espe- cially after what he was doing to me. Then Cindy pulled away and got down to give Earl some help. I gasped when she started to lick on my shaft while her boyfriend sucked on my knob. The sight was incredible! I'd always gotten off on watching a chick put her mouth on my prick...but seeing a guy down there doing the same thing--at the same time--was just too much! I watched them eagerly tease me, then turned to see what it was I had in my hand. I was surprised, as if it were discon- nected from the 'real me' to see how my hand was energetically manipulating the silky, rigid flesh of his stiff bone! Surprised at how good it felt in my hand. Surprised at how much I was enjoying the feel of it. I'd supposed it was all the grass we'd smoked that made me so agreeable, but when I realized that I was hardly aware any more of what they were doing down there, and was totally mesmerized at the sight of Earl's hard prickhead oozing drops of pre-cum--precum my own hand had been responsible for drawing forth--I did a quick re-evaluation of my own desires. For the first time I had a guy's cock in my hand. I was high, and I was feeling good. Everything was so free-wheeling, that when Cindy looked up at me, smiling, and said, "Go ahead, suck it for Earl!" I said, "OK, but tell him not to squirt in my mouth!" They both giggled around my cock, but I didn't pay much attention. My eyes were riveted to the wet, engorged cock knob I was pulling toward my lips. I held it up to my face and stuck out my tongue. I slurped up the dripping fluid, deciding that if I didn't like the taste of that, I wouldn't go any further. Because it was that wet thing I was considering putting into my mouth. But I'd no sooner swirled that sweet, delicate taste around my lips, then I went all out! I pulled his prick between my lips and took my first taste of hot cock. It was nothing like I'd expected. It was a...a thing in my mouth...a thing that felt so round and soft and fleshy and...just the perfect thing for a mouth to suck on! Better than sucking on a tit. That was just a mound of flesh...this was a throbbing, blood-engorged thing that felt alive in my mouth! A thing fully capable of performing ACTS in my mouth--all on its own. It could drip more of that sweet- tasting pre-cum...it could squirt hot bolts of cum right up from the guy's balls...it could PISS! I'd already tasted, and savored, the pre-cum--and I wasn't worried about it pissing. My mouth was keeping it much too hard for that! But I knew my suctioning was liable to bring about that other thing--hot bolts of cum! And I wasn't sure I was ready for that. Earl hadn't promised not to...but I didn't think he'd be so rude to just go ahead and do it in my mouth..so I kept sucking on it. As a matter of fact, I got to REALLY sucking on it! I turned my head even more to the side and tried to take as much in as I could. I'd had blowjobs, and I was always trying to get the chicks to take it way down into their throats. So I did it myself, to get an idea of what I had subjected them to. I decided that it wasn't as easy as I'd thought...but it was most certainly more enjoyable than they'd made it out to be. Shit! I thought. This was my first time, and already I felt like I could give a blowjob better than any chick had ever done to me! Then, suddenly, the wonderful cock was wrenched from my mouth. "Heeey, duuude!" Earl cried, breathlessly. "Slow down, unless you want me to splatter your tonsils. I mean, suck it up buddy, if you want to. But if you don't want me to 'squirt in your mouth' you'd better slow down." Gawd, was I embarrassed! I must have blushed. There I was, my first time, warning that I didn't want him to come in my mouth, and yet sucking away like mad as if I wanted him to drench me! "OK," he said...but I hardly heard him. Cindy was lapping all over my nuts, and Earl started to push his whole head down over my prick...giving me the blowjob of my life! The only thing I could think of was doing equal service to him for the pleasure he was giving me. I tried that back-of-the-throat business, but I was afraid of gagging so I kept it at a comfortable depth. Mmmm, yes, it was quite comfortable in my mouth. I'd never sucked anything so delicious in my life! With Cindy digging her tongue under my balls, and my cock feeling so good, I felt Earl's prick beginning to throb between my lips. I was going to come, and I knew that Earl was more than ready, so I decided that since I was having so much fun I would probably suck a guy off sooner or later, so why not knock off my first blowjob right then? I got a firm grip on the base of the sonofabitch and started sucking hard and long! He was even closer than I thought, because the goop was spitting outta his hole and across my tongue before I knew it. That did it! I instantly erupted in his mouth at the first taste of his warm, slimy sperm. MAN, HE REALLY WASHED MY MOUTH DOWN! I had to gulp several times just to keep it from spilling out. And I definitely didn't want it to spill out! Any stud that could take my plentiful load like Earl was doing, deserved equal treatment. And I sure gave it to him. When we pulled apart, Cindy came up to me and kissed me on the cheek. "See? Aren't pricks just the loveliest things to suck on?" I was a little embarrassed, but I nodded. "Now you boys just lay back and let me work you up again," she ordered. "I'm gonna need some hot pussy-lickin' and cunt- stuffin' before you get out of here!" Temporarily exhausted, we did as she said. With a hand in each of our crotches, she slowly manipulated them back to life. Her tongue helped a lot, as she shifted her face from one to the other. With our faces side-by-side, Earl and I rested back on the pillows and watched her perform. Earl turned his head to me. He was close enough that I could smell his cum-flavored breath. "Thanks, guy, that was great! Most guys aren't so enthusiastic their first time. Cocksucking's a kick, ain't it? First time I ever did it I was on LSD. The same night I met Cindy. She had this gay friend who was hot for me. Cindy didn't tell me about him. The music was great and the wine mellowed out the acid. We were laughing and really enjoying ourselves. We both had to take a leak at the same time, so we went in together, high and giggling. We stood at the bowl with our cocks hanging out, and I let loose first. He stared and got down on his knees, saying what a wild thing it was watching a guy piss on acid. I laughed but didn't think it strange. I was experiencing the tracers just watching myself piss. He stuck out a finger and let the piss stream bounce off it. We were both giggling, not feeling the least strange about what we were doing. I pissed all over his finger, and wasn't even surprised when he wiped it across his tongue to get a taste! "'Here,' I kidded, squeezing my prick at the base, 'open your mouth and I'll give you a real taste!' He laughed and knelt there with his mouth open. Feeling silly, I aimed my prick at his lips and let the pressure loose long enough to squirt a good mouthful, then I aimed it back into the toilet and finished off. He gulped it down and smiled up at me. 'Not so bad--kinda salty and fizzy! Wanna try it?' Feeling giddy, I agreed and knelt down. 'Just a little!' I laughed. 'Then let me rest it on your tongue and I'll just give you a few drops.' I was so high, I didn't even think that was strange. I stuck out my tongue and let him lay his cockhead on it. Instantly, I felt a tremor of reluctance. My tongue was touching his dick! But he was chuckling and making like it was all in fun, so I didn't pull away. He widened his legs and kinda squirmed the head accidentally against my lips. Then he held still, waiting. I looked up at him, impatient. Instead of pissing, his knob was getting bigger! 'Hold on,' he said, 'it won't be long.' "After what seemed like forever, he finally said, 'Guess I don't hafta go after all. Wanna suck on it a little, since you're already down there?' He rubbed it against my lips rapidly, and this time I did pull away. 'No thanks, asshole!' I said without anger, figuring he was just kidding. 'Well, do you mind if I try it?' he asked, kneeling back down. 'Go ahead, get up and put it in my mouth. Let me see what it's like!' I shrugged, and did it. I figured he'd just give it a lick like I'd practically done. I didn't hesitate, because it somehow seemed fair to me that he should do what I'd done. But instead of touching it with his tongue, he wrapped his lips around my knob and started to suck on it! I wanted to pull away, but he grabbed me around the butt and pulled me closer, driving my prick to the back of his throat! "'HEY!' I cried, 'what're you doin'?' "'I guess I like it!' he muffled around my cock. My whole body was tingling anyway, and for some reason seeing a guy down on his knees sucking on my prick seemed perfectly natural--and besides, IT FELT SO GOOD I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO STOP! My dick was getting stiff, and I just stood there letting him blow me. Finally, he pulled off, saying, 'Wow! That's kinda neat! You oughta try it!' I'd already noticed that the meat hanging from his fly had risen to a boner. 'You won't tell anyone?' I asked, intrigued. 'Course not!' he replied, conveying the idea that he was just as guilty. 'Come on,' he said, 'let's lay down and do it to each other!' Cindy walked in while we were on the floor sucking each other. Even stoned, I was paralyzed at being caught. Instead of calling us queers or something, she smiled and led us into her bedroom. Then she told us to do it again so she could watch! I balked, but she said if we did, she wouldn't tell anyone. It was an empty threat, but it didn't matter to me. I was surprised at how glad I was to be able to put it in my mouth again! "It wasn't until after Cindy and I had gotten close that she told me the truth. 'Don't feel bad, Earl. He's pulled something like that on a lot of guys. You'd be surprised at how many straight guys he's had sex with! Besides, you know you'd like to do it again.' Now I blow hot guys like you every chance I get!" We both fucked Cindy that night, and Earl blew me again in the morning. Cindy blew him while I was eating her pussy. Then I had to hit the road again. A bit confused, but feeling warm about it all, I stuck out my thumb. It was a hot July, so I'd changed into a pair of shorts before I left. About twenty minutes later I was picked up by a married couple in a station wagon. They were quite friendly and offered to take me about fifteen miles before their turnoff. They must have been on vacation, because the rear was full of luggage and camping gear. I got into the back seat, sliding next to a gangly, smiling kid about 12 or 13 who was sitting in the middle. On his other side, against the window, were two sleeping bags. He was a cute, friendly kid who held a photo album in his lap. As the car pulled away, I rested my head back, closed my eyes, and reflected on what had happened with Cindy and Earl. I hadn't gotten much sleep, so I was still a little disoriented. Mother and Father were engrossed in mapping out their route, and I just tuned them out. I slowly relived the previous evening, and suddenly got the realization that something was out of place. Startled, I opened my eyes and looked down. Remembering the horny things we'd done had caused my prick to get hard. MY FAT KNOB WAS STICKING OUT FROM MY SHORTS! A quick glance sideways and I caught the kid looking right down at it! Before I could do something to adjust myself, the boy quickly gushed at me, almost in a whisper, "Here, you wanna see my album?" He slammed it open and layed it across our laps. I was happy that my boner was now out of sight, but at the same time I couldn't reach down and stick it back into my shorts. That was okay; it would go down by itself. I got the distinct feeling that the kid was trying to save me embarassment. I tried to get interested in the pictures he was pointing out and rattling on about in his youthful exuberance. But something in his expression seemed totally detached from the words he was saying. I figured it was only my imagination, but he almost seemed to have a dirty leer on his face. Then I bolted upright and almost shot out of my seat. The little bugger had slipped his left hand under the album and had ahold of my cock knob! He twiddled it in his fingers, and smiled at me, licking his lips! I couldn't believe it. This little kid was coming on to me, and was sitting right there behind his parents playing with my prick! And the little shit knew I couldn't do anything about it. Any complaint or disturbance I might have made would have aroused the folks in front, and how was I going to explain his hand on my boner?! "And this picture, Wally..." he rambled on, reaching up into the leg of my shorts and stroking the full length of my stiff prick. My mouth hung open and I looked at him with a blank stare. The little rascal knew exactly what he was doing to me. And, he knew he was in complete control. He winked at me! Squirming under the album, I only made matters worse. He pulled my leg aside, making me spread them wider for his lusty excursions. He pulled my balls out and rubbed them all over! The little squirt was turning me on something fierce, but he seemed to know what he was doing. He never stayed on my cock long enough to get me in danger of coming. He give me a few sensuous strokes, then played around with my balls or pubic hair. I gritted my teeth and gave him a stern look when he actually dipped a finger underneath and started to play with my asshole! Nobody'd EVER touched my asshole before, and here I was in a car, sitting behind a young boy's chattering parents, while the horny youngster proceeded to slowly stick a finger up my ass! I couldn't believe what he was doing, but even more than that, I couldn't believe how he was able to smile and keep track of his photo descriptions! I was definitely in a quandry. If I got a pained or strange expression on my face his father might catch it in his rearview mirror. If I tried to fight him between my thighs, his digging finger began to hurt. What the hell, I figured. As long as he stayed away from my cock, I had a good chance of not spurting jizz all over the place! I relaxed, and looked into the boy's eyes, wondering why he even wanted to put his finger up my butt! He was a cutie, I noticed. He had the most beautiful bright blue eyes I'd ever seen. And the farther his finger reached inside my rectum, the more they sparkled! Too subtly to be noticed as strange from the front seat, the album was nevertheless beginning to rise up and down as he finger-fucked me. I stared dutifully at the pictures, but I couldn't focus on them. My cock was beginning to drool because he had his whole finger jammed up my hole and he was wiggling it around in there! I'd never felt such sensations in my ass before...and didn't even know it was possible. He was working some magic in there...that little demon...and I was about ready to toss the album aside and scream for him to fuck me harder with that nasty long finger of his while I grabbed my prick and jacked off! Luckily, I was saved by the sound of his father speaking into his mirror at me. Had he been paying better attention I'm sure he'd have noticed that my face was beet red! "Just a coupla more miles," he said brightly. "Say, young man, we're stopping at a campsite for the day. You're welcome to join us if you'd like. We have an extra sleeping bag and in the morning we'll be traveling another 150 miles. If that'd be any help to you, you're sure welcome to stick around. Buddy seems to like you, and he could use a little companionship. An only child doesn't have that much fun being with his folks on a trip like this, I guess." 'Buddy' yanked his finger outta my ass and blurted out, "YEAH! You will, won't you? I can show you the rest of my photographs!" He gave me a pleading look that promised horny things without repercussions. I had nowhere to be in particular, and while I'd never had any sexual interest in youngsters, especially boys, the things he'd been doing to my butt had me totally fascinated. I knew it might be a bit dangerous, but the kid seemed to be quite alert for his age. "Gee," I gushed, looking at the boy, then back to the front, "that'd be swell! I could use some rest time, and trying to get rides all that way really tires a guy out. I...I really appreciate it!" "Great!" The kid beamed! He had a dopey smile on his face as he casually scratched his upper lip--right under his nose. THE LITTLE BUGGER WAS SMELLING HIS FINGER!! I looked closely, aghast. There wasn't any shit on his finger...luckily. He kept that finger in close proximity to his nostrils for the next ten minutes it took to arrive at the campground. Just before we got out of the car, he lifted the album and showed that he had a perky boner snaking his pants! He kept the album close, covering his crotch until it went down. He licked his finger! My thoughts were mighty confused. I was a bit surprised that a young kid should have such a long, skinny dick. But most of all I tried to imagine what it was he wanted to do, and how in the hell he got to be such a nasty little boy! Maybe he wanted to jack me off while he put his finger back up my hole. Well, that was okay with me. Maybe I could get him to suck me. I'd already sucked one cock, and the thought of putting his pecker in my mouth was not a disgusting thought at all. I even got a sudden comical vision of myself nibbling on his little hairless balls! We spent the late morning pitching the tents, then the missus fixed a lunch of hot dogs and stuff. Next, the folks sat back to digest their lunch before we were to go on a hike. I asked where the restrooms were, and Buddy pointed the building out to me. Just before I reached it, I turned to see Buddy leaving the camp. He was coming right after me. The place was deserted. I took my piss and heard him come in. Before I could say anything he told me to go into the last booth and close the door. "But..." "Go ahead, you'll see." I went in and locked the door. I heard him go into the one next to me. When I turned, I saw his smiling face peering at me through a hole! A glory hole had been carved out of the old wooden partition. I sat down and got up close to it. "You little devil!" I said to him. "You sure have a lot of nerve playing with me like that. What if your folks had seen?" "They didn't. You sure have a nice one! Would you pull it out so I can see it?" "Uh, you sure you want me to? I don't go around corruptin' kids, you know." "Gee, I don't know why not. Most of the fellas I know would LOVE to get ahold of a big one like you got!" "Are...are you gay?" "Hunh?" "You know...queer!" "I don't know. Come on, lemme see it!" "Well, alright." I unzipped and pull out my half-hard cock, letting it flop around for him to get a look. "Whew!" he hissed through the hole. "Can you get it hard? I want to see it hard again!" I stood up. "You want to do it? Stick your hand through." Like a shot, his hand came through the hole and I layed my cock into his palm. He gave out little gasps of pleasure and awe as he fondled it into a stiff erection. "Boy, it's swell. Pull your balls out too!" I unsnapped and let him get a good handful of those, too. "They're so big and hairy! Do you think mine will get that big?" "I don't know. Why don't you let me see how much of a start you've got on them?" "Golly," he gasped, "you wanna see MINE?!" "Sure, why not?" "OK, but I got a boner!" He pulled his hand back. I peeked in to see him frantically undoing his pants. He whipped them down to his knees, and I saw a nice hard bulge in his snowy white jockey shorts. He yanked them down in a flash, proudly displaying a stiff whanger that bounced up and down. It looked like a sweet, fresh mouthful to me! I still wasn't totally sure about all this cocksucking stuff...and even more doubtful about sucking on a kid's prick...but I had to admit the whole situa- tion was so innocently nasty that he sure wouldn't have to beg me "The...they're not much, but..." he muttered, childishly ashamed at his own equipment. "How old are you, Buddy?" "12...and a half," he answered. "Well, I don't think you have anything to worry about. You got a lot more than I did at 12." "Gee, really? It sure did grow! How come it got so big?" I laughed. "Well, a lot of jacking off helped! Do you jack off?" "SURE! I do it all the time," he gushed. I reached through the hole. "Can I feel it?" "Heck yeah!" He pushed his middle toward the hole and offered it to me. I felt everything he had. I ran my hand up and down his rigid pole...ran my finger over his silky, moist, bloated cockhead...fiddled with his tiny nuts...and felt around his burgeoning fleecy pubic hair. "Mmmm, that feels good! You can play with me all you want, Wally!" "Another thing that makes it grow," I suggested carefully, "is getting it sucked on." "Hunh?! You...you mean puttin' it in your mouth!" "Yeah. You've never done that?" "No. But now I know why Clay Fulmer's got such a big one. He says Tommy Tucker sucks it for him! Hmmm, maybe I can get Tommy to suck me." "Why wait for Tommy?" I was ready to wrap my lips around it, but before Buddy could respond to my suggestion, someone walked in and started to piss in the urinal. Reluctantly, I whispered. "Come on, we'd better go. Your folks are gonna wonder what we're doing in here all this time." "OK," he whispered conspiratorily through the glory hole, "but can we come back later?" Outside, I suggested we detour around the hillside and come back upon the campsite from another angle, telling them we went to watch some guys playing ball. "Yeah, that'd be better than telling 'em we were playing with each other's balls!" he giggled. I laughed with him and put my arm around his shoulder. He was a head shorter than me, and looked up with admiration. His sweet, innocent face sent tingles through me...probably because I could see fires of lust burning behind his sparkling blue eyes. That lust kept me from feeling like a child molester. If anything, the little scamp was a man-molester! He looked down at my crotch. "It went down. Mine didn't!" he gushed. "Yeah, well, when I was your age I went around with a boner in my pants all the time, too." "Wish we didn't have to go on this darn hike. I'd like to go somewhere where we could take our pants off." "And do what?" I asked accusingly. "Anything you want!" he said trustingly. "I'll even try that sucking stuff if you want!" "Damn! I don't know how you got to be such a sexy little stud so soon, but if we get the chance we can try anything you want to. As long as your folks, especially your dad, doesn't find out. He'd kill me! Now make that monster go down, we're almost there." He giggled and instinctively moved away from me. "Well..." Daddy said, "we wondered what happened to you two! You ready for our hike?" It was leisurely--nothing really strenuous--the four of us just tramped around the hills getting some good exercise. Buddy, shirtless, youthful, and energetic, spend a lot more energy going from here to there. At one point he scampered up to me, showing me something or other that he picked up along the way. His brow was moist, and I caught a whiff of the tangy sharpness drifting up from his armpits. It totally caught me off-guard. I breathed deeply...trying to catch more of it. No fragrance--not even a writhing pussy in my face--had ever stirred such an instant reaction in me. It was so completely intoxicating I wanted to bury my nose under his arm and breathe it all in! I wanted to lap the fresh moisture from his pits! The little peckerhead was driving me wild with desire. He just rambled on, totally oblivious to what he was doing to me, then ran off in another direction. Buddy and I were to share the other tent. That sounds better than it was. Mommy and Daddy were right next door, and there was no telling when either of them might pop in. We stripped to our undershorts, which tented real quickly. I grabbed his arm and pulled it straight up. Then I buried my nose in his fragrant armpit. "Wha...what're you doin'?" he giggled. "That tickles!" "You've been driving me nuts all day with that smell!" "Boy, I DO stink, don't I?" he said, sniffing his underarm. "Yeah, I'll bet your balls smell good, too!" I said. "You mean you like it?" "Hmmm. You'll understand when you're older. Hey, wait a minute! I seem to remember you smelling--and licking--a rather gamey finger you had up some hitchhiker's bum a while back." He blushed and hung his head. "Uh, maybe I do know what you mean. I was feeling real nasty," he laughed, "and I thought it might freak you out! It did, didn't it?" "Sure did," I admitted, "mostly cause you seemed to like it." "I...I did, I guess." "Nobody ever did that to me before. You wanna do it again? It felt kinda good." "Sure...I'd like to!" "Whatever it is you'd like to do," Daddy poked his head in through the flap, shining a flashlight, "do it tomorrow. Hit the sack, boys, we're hitting the road at first light!" He went back to his tent, leaving us standing there with astonished looks on our faces. We had been turned mostly with our backs to him, but there was no telling if he caught the boners in our shorts...it was possible. Nervous, we slipped into our sleeping bags. "What're we gonna do?" he asked in a little whining voice. "I wanna fool around, don't you?" "I don't know." The lantern was still on in the parents' tent, and I certainly didn't want to take another chance on Daddy walking in on us. Even if we moved together and just stuck our hands down each other's sleeping bags, there was no way we could scramble apart in time. I wanted this boy, but not at the expense of my neck! At the same time, I knew that if anything was going to happen between us, it had to be that night. We'd be separating the next day. "Wait til they go to sleep, then we'll sneak out to the head, OK?" "Good idea!" he whispered. "Hope I can wait that long." "Well, stop playing with yourself!" I hissed. "Tell me about what you do with your horny pals." "Aw, we don't do much...just jack off together...'n sometimes each other. I started that when I reached over and grabbed Torson's dick." "What'd he do?" I asked, intrigued, remembering my own youthful experimentations. "He was right next to me, and he kept flopping it up and down without hands, showing off. He said, 'go ahead, pump me off!' So I did. The other guys were watching me do it while they pounded their own meat. When it was over, I tried to get Torson to do it to me, but he wouldn't so Tommy Tucker did. That was before Clay told me about Tommy sucking him. After that, sometimes we'd pull each other off. That's all." "You never sucked anybody...or got sucked?" "Nope. Nobody ever thought about it, I guess." "You want to, don't you?" "Oh, yeah! I wanna suck on yours. But...what about the stuff?" "Haven't you ever tasted your own stuff?" "Sure. Sometimes I shoot it in my hand." "Whadda you do then? Gobble it up?" "Well..." "It's okay, I've done it lots of times," I admitted. "Yeah, I do it. I don't really like the taste too much, but...I keep doing it. I don't know why." "Well, you like peckers, doncha?" "Yeah!" "Well, then it stands to reason that you'll like PECKERJUICE! Don't matter what it tastes like. You like it cause it comes from a pecker." "Do...do YOU like it?" "To be honest," I confided, "first time I ever had a guy's prick in my mouth was last night. And I liked it. He really squirted a lot in my mouth. And...yeah...I liked drinking it. Funny, I'm so much older than you, but it seems like we're tryin' out this stuff at the same time. Makes ME feel like I'm 12 again!" "Gee, makes me feel like I'm older--like you. What took you so long? I thought you older guys did it all the time." I chuckled. "I have been, dummy, but with girls!" "Oh...yeah. I don't think I'd ever wanna do it with a girl. They don't have anything." "Sure they do," I assured him. "They've got a nice squishy hole to stick pricks in." "That's FUCKING, right?" "Right." "Wish guys could FUCK," he said dreamily "I'd much rather fuck with somebody that had a nice big prick!" "Well...guys can fuck," I instructed. "I've never done it, but guys that are queer fuck each other up the poophole." "YEAH? Gee, that's great. I wanna try that! Am I old enough to be a queer, Wally?" I was new to this stuff myself, but even without the experience I was sure I was in the presence of a blossoming, dedicated faggot. "You're old enough, alright. If that light ever goes out, we're gonna go find out just how queer we both are!" We layed there for another half hour, getting hornier by the minute. The light had been out in the other tent for a while, but it wasn't until we heard his old man snoring that I suggested we venture out. "There's lots of people around here, so put on your pants. Go to the restroom and wait in one of the booths. I'll be there shortly." I waited around after he left to see if I heard any rustling coming from the other tent. The snoring had stopped, but there wasn't any other sounds so I slipped off my jockeys and put on my shorts and carefully sneaked out, heading toward the faraway building. Here and there, people were still up. It was rather early for those not worried about an early start. Fires were ablaze from campsites where people were having late meals. I only hoped that there wouldn't be a lot of interruptions from guys having to use the facilities. When I entered the building, I noticed that the first two stalls were both occupied. I could tell by the tennies that Buddy was in the middle one, so I quietly slipped into the last one. My dick already growing from excitement, I sat on the toilet seat rubbing my shorts. Then with a big grin on my face, I leaned down to the hole, expecting to see Buddy waiting in anticipation. I saw Buddy alright...but he was leaning over the other way licking on a big dick that was poking through the hole in the other partition! It was a smaller hole--just large enough for a cock and a pair of nuts. THAT LITTLE TRAMP! I thought. Couldn't even wait a few minutes...had to grab the first pecker that came along! He had his pants down to his ankles and was stroking himself while he lapped and masturbated the big dick. I was wondering whether to leave or wait around for seconds, when I heard him whisper loudly, "Gee, Wally, it's really nice! It's even bigger than it was before!" Good lord! He thought it was ME he was playing with. I stuck my lips through the hole and hissed at him. "Pssst! Buddy! Hey, over here." Startled, he tried to cover up what he was doing. Then he looked carefully at my peering face. "Wally?" "Yeah, it's me." "Th...then who do I have h-hold of?" "I don't know," I said, smiling at his silly mistake. "The question is, what're you gonna do with it now?" "I-I don't know," he whispered, "guess I'd better..." Then a voice came from outside the door. A little girl's voice. "Daddy? Mom says to hurry up. The car's all packed." "Damn!" the man muttered, slipped his cock out. "Just when I meet up with a cute little cocksucker. Sorry, kid. Gotta go!" "Golly!" he turned to me, giggling. "I thought that was you! Guess he saw me playin' with my pecker and looking in his hole, cause next thing I knew there was a knock on the wall and that big thing came stickin' through!" "Sure looked like you were enjoying it!" "Yeah, I guess I was. But it'll be better now!" "Come on, Buddy, stick your nuts through first. I wanna get a good smell of them!" He got up immediately and lifted his stiff boner up to his belly. Then he sidled up to the partition and pushed his crotch into the hole. I put my nose up to his little nuts and sniffed all around them. The sweat he'd worked up all afternoon still lingered. I lingered too. The aroma was sweet and earthy. I started to run my tongue over them, lapping away while he quietly moaned. Then I reached my finger through and snapped his prick, bending it until it popped through the hole. I'd waited too long. If I didn't get anything else, I was going to drain those sweet nuts of all the jism they held. I engulfed his perky boner after giving the lovely shaft a few licks. Then I gave my second blowjob--and Buddy's first. It was long enough to bang against the back of my throat, and Buddy started jabbing it deliciously the full depth while I sucked like mad! I'd liked Earl's dick...but this, this was heaven. This was a young, virgin dick experiencing an incredible sensation he'd hardly even imagined, and I intended that he'd remember it forever! Even if it was being done through a glory hole in a campsite shithouse! Before long he was squealing in delight, spritzing in my mouth the most delicious creamy load imaginable. I'd enjoyed Earl's tangy sperm, but this was more like a heady milkshake! "Wowee!" he panted. "T-that was great! Can I try now? I wanna suck yours." "Uh, first turn around and let me see the other side," I asked. Having watched his little buns scampering around in front of me all day, I'd built up a curiosity at what they looked like naked! He turned and displayed his bare bottom to me, even wiggling it seductively, probably not even knowing why. I didn't even know why. All I knew was the sight was prettier than any female bottom I'd ever encountered. Pretty enough to imagine poking my stick in there! I'd heard of butt-fucking, but this was the first time I'd ever seriously had a desire to do it. Not a chance, I figured, but I sure stared at it in awe. It was so pink and innocent-looking. He wiggled it some more, giggling, then did a nasty thing. He pulled his cheeks open and pushed his butt up against my face! I was so surprised, it took me a while to react. I instinctively pulled away when I realized a guy's butthole was rubbing against my nose! That wasn't something that another guy wants rubbed up against his nose, is it? I could still hear him giggling when the odor hit my brain like an aphrodisiac! My first smell of boy-butt totally dazed me. I imagined most boys smelled that way, but I couldn't comprehend how the aroma from that humid, sweaty orifice with its delicate scent of lingering boyshit, could be so powerfully sexy! "No, no," I cried when he pulled away, "turn back around again. Just, uh, let me take a better look." "Here," he held it open again and pushed it up against the hole, obscenely displaying his hairless anus. "Wanna smell it some more, Wally? Go ahead, SMELL MY BUTT! STICK YOUR FINGER IN!" I smelled up and down his fragrant crack, and...and...well, I just couldn't help myself. It was kinda automatic. My tongue just came right out of my mouth and I licked up and down! I couldn't believe what I was doing...and how much I was enjoying it. I WAS LICKING RIGHT ON A BOY'S ASSHOLE! I could SMELL his sweat and his shit...AND I WAS LICKING IT! I could TASTE his sweat and his shit...and I was STILL licking it! He ground his butt around, then quickly pulled away and knelt down. "Boy, that was nasty! Lemme try!" "Hunh? You sure?" "You did it." "Yeah, but..." I laughed, "I'M A NASTY GUY!" "Me, too! Now turn around. Then I want to suck you!" I stood up and wrenched my shorts down, letting my prick bob, giving him a chance to change his mind. "Wouldn't you rather have this?" I asked, pointing it at him. "Yeah, later. Come on, Wally, I already tasted it once!" He was right. I remember him shoving his finger up my asshole in the car, then smelling and licking it! "OK, Sport!" I did the same thing he'd done. I pulled my cheeks open and pressed my bottom against the hole. You want it, kid, you got it, I thought--getting all fired up. Little shit wants to smell and lick my asshole, go to it! "Wow, you got some hair there!" was all he said before jamming his nose into my crack! I'd at least been a little hesitant. Youth is so adventurous, I thought! He didn't hesitate for a moment. He rapidly ran his nose over my anus-- getting his fill of my scent--then flittered his tongue over my asslips like a jaded whoreboy! I withstood it as long as I could...even secretly hoping he might stick his finger in there again. It had felt good when he'd done it before, and I certainly wouldn't stop this kid from doing anything he damn well wanted to! I'd even let him stick his pecker up my butt! I'd given the kid his first blowjob, his first asslicking, was giving his first rimjob, and soon he was going to be giving his first knobsuck...so why not let him have his first fuck? OK, there was that other guy, but I think he'd only licked along the guy's shaft and played with it. I was about to turn around and shove my prick through the hole, when we heard noises. We pulled apart quickly and sat back on our respective seats...waiting impatiently for them to leave. The voices obviously came from two young boys--younger than Buddy. "Bet I can piss farther than you, Danny!" one voice squeaked. "Betcha can't! Aim it in there, then when you start goin' back up and see how far ya get before you start pissin' on the floor!" Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw two boys about 9 or 10 standing in front of the urinals with their dicks in their hands. While the first boy performed his business, the other one carefully watched him slowly back up, sending his powerful stream of piss arching up in the air and down into the bowl. "OK! That's far enough. You can't reach it anymore. Squeeze it, dummy! Here, I'll put a penny down where you got to. Now go finish off, cause I'm gonna beat the pants offa you!" The second boy must have been holding it in all day. He managed to keep spraying the porcelain a foot further away than the first boy. Then he hurried forward and finished off, shaking it. "OK, I won!" he declared triumphantly. "Ya gotta kiss it!" "Darn, you always win! Wipe it off first." Then he bent over and smacked a noisy kiss on the end of the other boy's little peter. They both ran out, giggling. "Boy, was that dumb! Come on, Wally, I'll show 'em how it should be kissed!" I poked it right through and immediately felt a warm, wet mouth working all over the end of it! Buddy had his sweet lips around the head of my cock and he was sucking away happily. He got as much as he could in his mouth and moved back and forth on it. Dissatisfied that he couldn't taste all of it, he pulled his mouth off and started to lick up and down my shaft. I pressed up hard against the wall and thrust it out so he could tongue every inch. I felt like my prick had never been so hard. I could feel the blood pumping into it, making it as hard as steel and begging for release. My only frustration was in not being able to watching his pretty mouth working on its first dick. He was hungry for it, and knelt on the concrete to lap at my balls. "Aw, Buddy, LICK MY NUTS!" I cried. "SLOP ALL OVER 'EM!" I recalled sweating all day along with the rest, and wondered briefly whether he was appalled at the smell...then I remem- bered how avidly he'd licked my asshole earlier and smiled to myself as I pressed my face up against the partition. "Mmmm," he groaned, then gripped my shaft and put his mouth over my prick again, sucking wildly and bobbing his head up and down on it. He was blowing me furiously and I didn't know how long I could hold off! Girls were always hesitant and did their blowing reluctantly; but Earl had taught me the feel of a mouth thirsty for cockjuice. I had one of those mouths on my dick and I wasn't about to waste it. "GET READY, BUDDY! I'M GONNA BLAST IN YOUR MOUTH! OH, SUCK ME, BABY...SUCK ME!" He readjusted himself slightly, and really bore down--taking me as deeply as he could. I gripped the top of the partition and pressed my crotch up tight against the glory hole. My eyes rolled back, the big vein in my cock throbbed for a moment before forcing open the hole in my knob. I gasped, and flooded the boy's mouth with hot globs of creamy cum! My butt was shivering uncontrollably, my asshole was squeezing shut so tightly I was afraid it might fuse together, and pints of jizz continued to spurt up from my balls! And little Buddy, giving his first blowjob, was sucking it all down! I knew I was delivering a tremendous load, and I was fully expecting to hear some gagging and coughing from the other side. But there was nothing but the moaning sounds of slurping and gulping coming from the other side. Damn, I thought, what was this kid gonna be like after he gets a little more experience?! Breathless and exhausted, I slipped downward and peeked through the hole. Buddy knelt with a big grin on his face, wiping his lips. "So?" I asked, "whadda you think?" "I think I wonder what guuurls were ever made for!" he laughed. "We better get back in case Dad gets up!" He was right, so we sneaked back into our tent, pleasantly drained. No sound came from the other tent, luckily. We pushed our sleeping bags head-to-head, talked about sex...and cocks and balls and assholes. "Yeah, I liked licking your asshole!" he gushed. "It was so dirty!" "DIRTY?!" I gasped, embarrassed, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't know..." "No, silly," he turned to look at me in the darkness, "I mean it was NASTY! Licking a guy's butthole is nasty! Isn't it?" "Well," I teased, "it sure IS nasty the way YOU do it! Was it my imagination, or did you push your tongue up inside me?" "Uh...yeah, but...just once!" He actually sounded embarrassed. "Wish I'da thought of it!" I said. "Really?!" "Sure. Wish your folks weren't around. I'd have you sit your pretty naked bottom right down on my face and I'd lick right up inside your sweet hole! I'd shove my tongue in as far as I could reach!" "WOW! That's what I wanted to do! But...I figured you'd think I was a filthy boy." I laughed. "Buddy, you ARE a filthy boy! Deliciously filthy!" "I wanted to put my finger in there again, and I thought about fucking you up your hole. You ever done that?" "No," I said, then honestly added, "but I thought about that too. I'll let you fuck me, Buddy, if we ever get another chance." "That'd be great...and you could fuck me, too!" "Hmmm, you sure about that?" "Abso-posi-luutely!" he chuckled. "Where you headed, anyway?" "Nowhere, actually," I admitted. "Just roamin' around before I start school." "We're headed for Yosemite. Hey, why don't you..." We made a plan that would hopefully keep us together a while longer. "Well, I'm starting school soon so I thought I'd just see the country for a while. Probably head up to Yosemite next." We were back in the car, heading west. "Well, now," Buddy's Dad said, a curious note in his voice, "isn't that a coincidence. That's right where we're headed." "Gee, that's lucky!" Buddy gushed. "Can Wally go with us?" "I guess that'd be alright. If he wants to," Mom said. "You folks sure are kind," I said. "I'd like that." We spent four days at Yosemite camping, hiking...and eyeing each other--waiting for a chance. It came on the third day. Buddy and I went off along to hike up a long, winding ridge. His dad stayed behind, complaining of muscle aches from the activity he'd already endured. Finally up high, and totally isolated, we stripped completely and basked in the sun, fiddling with each other before rolling into a 69. Then I pulled him over me, and got that face-sitting I'd promised him. Feeling the cool breezes flow over us, I licked out his little hole to my heart's content. He also lifted my legs and stuck his face down between my splayed legs and tongued my ass. When the bugs started to get bothersome, we stood up. "Let's fuck!" I said. He quickly agreed, and wanted to go first. I got him to step onto a large rock shelf and spread his legs. He was just high enough that I only had to bend forward to put my face between his cheeks and loosen that virgin hung a bit more by squirting in mouthfuls of spit. Then I aimed my knob right at the entrance and leaned forward, resting my hands on the rocks on either side of him. Then I slowly started the insertion. He gasped at first, then relaxed and let me in. We were both moaning deliciously--more on each inch that went into his guts, until I had his little butt completely stuffed! "Just as I thought!" came a voice from beside us. We were both so dazed as we looked to our side to see his father standing there! We couldn't speak. We couldn't move, either, precariously balanced as we were, without awkward shuffling that would probably have caused us to scrape our bodies against the jagged rocks. "Don't move. Don't take it out," the man said, surprisingly calm. "DAD!" "Uh, we..." "And don't bother with any phony excuses...I figured this was happening. You boys have been pretty chummy. Go on, fuck 'im! That's what he wants, isn't it?" "Dad?!" "You tellin' me it isn't, Buddy?" He sat down next to us, and reached down. "With this boner that hasn't gone down?" He gingerly flicked his fingers over his son's rigid prick! "Oh, Daddy...don't! Let me get up!" "Don't be silly. You've been turning this young man on for a week now. You have your tail stuffed and you're loving it. Now throw the boy a good fuck! I want to see how you both enjoy it." "Y-you don't mind?" we both asked at once....flabbergasted at his agreeable attitude. "I don't know yet. Let's see how it works out. If you convince me it's an enjoyable act, I won't think you're corrupting my son...and I won't think my son's a wanton little whoreboy offering his ass just for some scrap of affection." "Oooh, it's more than that, Daddy! I've always wanted this. It feels so goood!" The man looked up at me. I was breathing hard, but felt I had to say something. "I-I feel so ashamed and embarrassed ...but his little hole is so hot and tight my dick won't go down--even with YOU here!" "Can't fuck with a soft dick! Come on, let's see some action here!" "Y-you're not going to file c-charges?" I asked, still fearful about his underlying intentions. "Naw. Not unless his mother suddenly shows up! Okay, I'll shut up. You guys show me how it's done!" Contrary to what it should have been, being high in the fresh air with that beautifully eager naked boy impaled on me, having his father watching us was a complete turn-on! I fondled those luscious cheeks, and fucked his son literally under his very nose! When our movements began more energetic, he silently got closer and looked down to where my prick was driving in and out of the boy's tender asshole! "Mmmm, fuck me, Wally! Oooh, fuck me good!" He started to push his ass back on each thrust, impaling himself all the more. He was driving me nuts! I started to really thrust into him--fucking the daylights out of his willing, virgin ass. "Yeah, let it go Buddy!" I cried, no longer caring--or worrying about his father's reaction. It was feeling too wonderful. And felt even better when the man started running his hands over my naked bottom, urging me on! He wasn't pushing me into his son...he was feeling me up! He was also pulling his dick out of his pants. "Uh, this is more exciting than I ever imagined," he panted. "Makes me want to try it too! Er, fucking that is!" he chuckled. As much as we were enjoying it, his presence was still somehow kinda holding our orgasms back. That was good--not bad. And even better when I got a good look at what he was handling! Suddenly, the man was looking much sexier and younger in my eyes. Maybe it was that knockwurst sticking out of his pants! It was a perfectly-formed 8-incher that was made for fucking! When I looked at his face, he was licking his lips as he watched us fuck...and started to tickle my asshole with his finger, making me anxious to get fucked myself. Hmmm, maybe... "B-Buddy? Would it bother you if...if your dad joined us?" I asked. "Hunh? He...he already has." "No. I mean JOINED us. Up my ass. He wants to fuck. You wanna have a three-way fuck?" "Any...anything, Wally, just don't take your prick out!" I put a foot up against the rocks and grabbed him around the waist. Pulling our bodies back to a standing position, I turned him around. "DAD!" he gasped, seeing his dad's prick for the first time. "Wow!" We eased down to our knees, still connected. I spread my legs so he could get to me. "Uh, I can't...do what you do in preparation. Should I just spit on it?" Obviously he'd seen me rim his son before I plugged him. I took the opportunity to get that fucker in my mouth. "Why don't you...put it in my mouth and let me get it wet?" "You gonna suck my dad, Wally?" "I'm gonna suck 'im, Buddy! Your dad's got a nice prick. Kind of a bigger version of your pretty pecker!" Removing his pants, the man came to stand by my side, and while Buddy looked back over his shoulder, I put my mouth over his fat knob and sucked on it. He was moaning and squirming, pulling it from my lips and letting me lick all along his shaft. He was hot enough to blast off in my mouth...but he definitely wanted to fuck! He knelt behind me. "Ummm, now lick me! Uh, I mean...just put some spit back there," I blurted, forgetting he was straight. "Ssssheee! Hell, how bad can it be?" he said, not stopping to think about it. He pushed his face between the cheeks he was spreading apart, and started to lick me! He didn't take time to enjoy it, he just tongued spit up my hole. Still, it was exciting enough to make the blood pulse in my bone. Buddy didn't know his father was tonguing my asshole. I'd tell him later. He'd fucked ass before--probably his wife--because he knew just how to loosen me up. Instead of just jamming his prick in, he worked it over my wet hole--teasing me. Then, when I'd relaxed from the sensations, he stuck it in! My asshole clenched over his knob. He froze momentarily, letting me get used to it, then he began to penetrate me. High on a hill, light breezes caressing our healthy, naked bodies, two virgins got fucked. I was the center of attraction. I had a large piece of experienced meat up my ass, forcing me to go deeper into the sweet ass of my fucker's son! He was the driving force, alright, getting our bodies to sway in rhythm to his tune. Buddy was the first to come. He jacked his dick, squirting all over the blanket. He stayed with me--still slamming his ass back and taking every inch of my prick--until his Dad and I unloaded...simultaneously! Then the three of us collapsed. "BOY! That was great!" Buddy gasped. "I knew I'd like it." "You mean he just got your cherry?" his dad asked, surprised. "And here I thought you were well experienced." "No. Wally's the first guy." "Well, in that case I suppose I should beat him up!" he kidded. "Would you settle for just beating me off?" I quipped. "Besides, when it comes to molesting a virgin, yours is the first prick I've ever had up my ass!" "Really? You mean we both just had cherry buttholes?" "Yep! Uh, you wanna throw your legs up and make it 3 virgins?" "Thanks, but I'll pass on that," he chuckled. "Bad enough having an orgy with my own son." "I'm kinda glad you showed up, Dad," Buddy gushed. "Now you won't get mad if you ever catch me doing it!" "I gather this isn't a one-time thing, then." "Shit...I mean shucks, no! I already know who I'm gonna let fuck me next...if I can talk him into it." His dad laughed at his undecided and selective use of profanity. "Son, if you're gonna say 'fuck' you'd might as well say 'shit'!" "SHIT! Thanks, Dad! I wanna fuck and suck cocks 'n pricks 'n dicks and lick balls 'n nuts 'n assholes 'n and..." "OK, OK, I get the idea! Watch your mouth around your mother. I notice you didn't mention 'cunts' 'pussies' or 'twats'." "Nope. They don't interest me at all. Who needs 'em!" "Well, they're nice too, you know. We were hoping for a grandchild." "Heck, Dad, I couldn't have a baby." He had a devilish look in his eyes. "I'm too good looking!" he giggled. "What's that got to do with it?" "If I had a boy baby, he'd be pretty and I'd probably molest him!" "Nonsense!" "You mean after all this, you're not gonna molest me?" He reached over and grabbed his dad's dick. The man slapped his hand away. "Certainly not! That wouldn't be proper at all," he said seriously. Then he realized that Buddy was joshing him, so he joshed right back. "Besides, your mother would kill me!" "YOU BET YOUR SWEET ASS I WOULD!" Three startled, naked guys, nearly shit on the spot! Grabbing for clothes, we kept glancing at the woman standing there with her hands on her hips. Buddy made the most effort at hiding his dick and balls. "MOM!" "D-darling?" the father tentatively asked, squinching up his face. "Don't darling me you sonofabitch!" she bellowed. "I saw you with your face up his ass!" "B-but, I can expl...hey, wait a minute. That was 20 minutes ago!" "Mom! You've been watching?!" Buddy gasped. "Certainly. But I was hoping to see your father take it up his butt...then I'd really have something on him! Guess he's too chicken." Almost dressed, we suddenly realized she wasn't quite as upset as we first thought. I even thought I saw her eyeing me, and slightly licking her lips, as I pulled up my pants. "Y-you're not real mad?" he asked her. "Oh, I'm upset. But I know what a horny creep you are, and after getting a look at Wally's bottom, I wasn't too surprised that you'd go for it. Just don't make a habit of it!" She smiled. "Gee, Mom," Buddy blushed. "I feel funny knowing you were there." "And you, young man," she pointed, "you could've scraped your knees all over those rocks!" "Maa-omm!" Buddy cried, amazed that that was all she had to say. "I just got my ass fucked! And you're worried about my knees?" "Now, dear," she sat on a nearby ledge, pointing, "your father warned you about your language." "Sheesh, Mom!" "Besides, sweetheart, I'm not really surprised. All boys keep dirty magazines under their mattress...but yours were always with guys. I knew it wouldn't take you long before you tried something out. And after your father said you two got up late last night and went to the bathroom together...and then today, when he said he thought something was strange and was going to check up on you...well, I thought I'd trail along too--and get this--to keep his temper in check! Huh!" "Looks like we weren't as careful as we thought," I said to Buddy. "Does the word 'transparent' come to mind?" she chuckled. Then she grabbed ahold of her husband's ear. "Come on, horndog! Let's leave the boys to their adventures." She walked him away, still pulling on his ear lobe. "You got any of that left over for me?" From then on we are able to fuck in the tent without worrying about being caught. The time I'd spent with Buddy had been wonderful, but I was looking forward to more adventures when I finally said my goodbyes. Comments appreciated...please mention story name. bawdypen@hotmail.com