Date: Sat, 23 Jan 2021 02:59:06 +0000 From: dcw_ofhs90@protonmail.com Subject: Camping with Max Camping with Max By DCW DISCLAIMER: This story is pure fiction; it was merely thought up in my head and written down, and never happened in real life. It contains subject matter involving alternative lifestyles. I hope you enjoy reading it. It is intended for mature readers who are 18+. If you are offended by this subject matter, or if this is illegal to read where you live, please leave now. Please help support Nifty with a donation! It's free to use, but it's not free to operate. Please, donate today! Donate easily and securely at https://donate.nifty.org Every little bit helps! Gay, Adult-Youth, M/t, oral, anal Comments and feedback are always welcome! E-mail to dcw_ofhs90@protonmail.com Read my other stories: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/little-tristin-on-the-walking-path https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/paperboy-learns-a-thing-or-two PART 1 "Hey, uncle Dan," said my 12 year old nephew, Justin, "can we go camping like you promised last year?" My nephew lost his father, my brother-in-law, when he was just 8, in a horrible head-on car crash. Over the last four years, I've been filling in as Justin's male role model. I've loved every moment, and wouldn't trade the memories of watching Justin grow up for anything. He's almost a teen now, but he's still very much a little boy in many respects...hopefully for a while yet. "Yes," I promised him, "I'll start looking for a good place to camp right now." "Can Max come with us, too? Pleeeaaase," begged Justin. Max has been Justin's best friend since first grade. They've done everything together. Well, I don't know about *everything*, but most everything! Max just turned 13, and was beginning to show some early signs of puberty like a slightly darkened upper lip and a bit of a growth spurt. But Max's voice was still pretty high-pitched, though, so I'm not sure just how far into puberty he really is. "Well, of course he can come, silly," I confirmed, "'we' wouldn't be complete without Max!" "Cool, thanks" said Justin. So I hopped on the computer and began searching for a good campground. We're "outdoorsy" people, and Northern Michigan has a lot to offer us. We've been there before and we really liked it...all kinds of camping, hiking, kayaking...stuff like that. I settle on a campground. "Okay, this seems like a good place to camp," I say to myself as I book the campsite for a couple nights next month. Time seems to slow down to a crawl as we wait for the date of our trip to arrive. I just love spending time with Justin and Max; they're always so full of energy, laughter and smiles. They're so fun to be with, and they're both easy on the eyes! The day before we're ready to leave, my sister calls to tell me that Justin is really sick, with a 103-degree temperature and cannot go on the camping trip. "Oh, no!" I say to myself, "what are we going to do?" How disappointing! She reminds me that, since I've already paid for the campsites, and have nearly everything all packed up, Max and I should still go. She said that she's already discussed it with Max's mom, and she's fine with it. "Okay," I say, "but it just won't be the same without Justin along, too." "You'll be fine," she assured me, "you and Max will have a blast together! Try to get a picture if you see any moose!" They're very elusive animals, but they are there. So the day of our departure has come. It's a long drive, so Max and I get an early start. We leave for our several-hour drive to Northern Michigan at 6:00 AM. No 13 year old likes doing anything at 6:00 AM, so I suggest to Max that he reclines his seat back so he can sleep...at least part of the way. Max takes my advice, reclines his seat and goes right to sleep within mere moments. As he's all sprawled out, sawing logs, I couldn't help but notice how revealing his polyester DryTek shorts are. His boy-parts are actually quite noticeable through the material, producing a small bulge in his shorts. The bulge doesn't appear big at all, but it makes me want to see what he has underneath that thin material! Several hours later, we pull into the campground, right on the shores of Lake Superior...whew, what a long drive! But the cool lake air is really quite refreshing, and the air is clean and crisp...well worth the wait. We check in, find our campsite, and set up camp. Soon, we make supper on the campfire, followed by plenty of beer for me, and toasted marshmallows, junk food and pop for Max. Having been to Northern Michigan before, I know it can get chilly at night...even in the summer sometimes. But tonight, it got way cooler than I had anticipated. A neighboring camper has one of those big thermometers that looks like a clock hanging up. It reads 35 degrees. In June! I tell Max that we're going to have to zip our sleeping bags together to keep warm. "Okay" he says, shrugging his shoulders. It's approaching 11:00, so I put the fire out with some water, unplug our string of campsite lights and we head into the tent. It's been a long day, and I'm ready to lay down and relax. Max strips down to just his boxers and a t-shirt, which surprises me a bit, and jumps into the sleeping bag first. Unfortnately, the light was too dim in the tent for me to be able to sneak a peek of anything. I strip down to my boxers and a t-shirt, too and get in the sleeping bag with Max. He's laying on his side with his back to me. Within just a few minutes, I feel Max sliding over against me. He feels nice and warm. He whispers to me, "can we lay, ummm, like spoon-style? Can we do that so I can be warmer?" I was almost asleep, but that request woke me right up! "Sure, buddy," I said, turning on my side facing him, "let's snuggle." Immediately, he felt amazing laying up close against my body. Our combined body heat created more body heat, and we quickly warmed up quite nicely. Max's butt was right up against my cock, which was getting increasingly more erect by the second, and he began moving his butt back against it. This action, of course, made my cock even harder. I reached around and put my arms around him, pulling him closer and tigher up against me. He's about two-thirds my size, so his backside fit perfectly up against my frontside. I begin rubbing his arms, up and down. They've got some hairs but they're still super-soft. I reach down to the bottom of Max's t-shirt and run my hand up underneath, caressing his hairless, smoooth chest. I can feel his nipples are quite erect, so I know he's aroused by what we're doing. "Your body feels amazing," I whisper in Max's ear, and I give him a little kiss on his smooth cheek. I then lower my hand down his chest, then across his stomach, and arrive at the waistband of his boxers. I rub his tummy between his belly button and waistband for a bit, back up to his chest, then back down. This time, I go further down than the waistband, and discover his hard teen cock sticking out of the front of his boxers. He staightens out his legs, which were previously bent to conform to my body, to grant me better access to the front of his boxers. Max's cock is incredibly hard, and sticking almost straight outwards from his body. It feels like it's about 4 inches, and I believe I can feel a few downy soft pubic hairs. Since they're so soft, I know they're brand new, and probably just grew in over the last week or two. Seems Max has only very recently begun puberty, which might mean his cum could taste incredibly sweet! Fondling and squeezing his hard cock, I whisper into Max's ear, "I want to suck your cock, is that okay, Max?" "Yes," is all he can get out. His heartbeat is elevated, and he's clearly nervous and excited by what I'm assuming is a first-time experience for him. Despite the tent being kind of chilly, I unzip our sleeping bag and lower his boxers down and off. I shine my little flashlight to verify what I was feeling. Max's cock is indeed about 4 inches, possibly even a little smaller, and has a thin line of new whispy pubic hairs forming above his cock. His balls are only slightly dropped. I lower my head to Max's boy parts and take his balls in my mouth first. While slightly bigger than a little boy's balls, they're still completely hairless and silky-smooth. They feel like velvet as I roll them around in my mouth. I then move my mouth up to his hard, waiting 4-inch cock, which is slightly throbbing and jumping with excitement and anticipation. I can tell it won't take much to send him over the edge, and I'm eager to taste the oh-so-sweet cum from a 13 year old boy with newly-sprouted pubic hairs. While sucking on his hard boy-cock, I reach down underneath his young balls to massage his taint a bit, and then I move a little lower and very slowly and gently insert a finger in his ass...just a little bit. I let him get used to the feeling of my finger, then I push in a little deeper and move my finger around a little. He begins moaning softly, but manages to say, "Oh my God that feels so good." I continue bobbing my head up and down on Max's cock, and it seems to get even harder. I gradually push more of my finger into Max's ass until it's all the way in. I can now feel his prostate, and I begin to massage it...and that's all it takes! Max begins to squirm a bit, starts breathing heavier, and says, "Dan, I think I'm gonna cum!" That's my cue to suck even harder, and soon Max begins ejaculating sweet boy cum into my mouth as he has a pulsating and pleasing orgasm. I can't believe how sweet Max's cum is...I keep it in my mouth so I can savor the flavor as long as possible. A little leaked out onto his abdomen, so I grab the flashlight to confirm my theory for its sweetness: it's halfway clear and halfway white, which means he's literally just begun to be able to ejaculate. Not letting any of that sweet boy-nectar go to waste, I lick up those remaining drops. "That was really awesome, Max," I said. "I really like the taste of your cum." "I've never had a blowjob before, that was lit!" he exclaimed. "Well, most 13 year old boys have never had a blowjob before" I added. "But now you're one of the lucky ones." We were both exhausted after that, so Max put his boxers back on and we settled in for a cozy, warm night together, my arms wrapped around Max. We were in sandman land in no time flat. PART 2 Morning seemed to arrive unusually fast. That probably means we slept extra deeply. I give Max a little peck on his cheek, and get up, dressed, and out to build a campfire. I get the campfire roaring hot, and begin making breakfast. The sizzle of bacon and the smell of cinnamon rolls in the dutch oven is enough to get Max up and moving! Max comes out of the tent, still in his boxers and t-shirt but wrapped up in a warm blanket from the tent. "Max, everybody'll see you in your boxers!" I said. "I don't care," he said. Max didn't seem to have a care in the world this morning! "How 'bout some breakfast?" I suggested. "Ahhh, yeah," Max replied sarcastically. His attitude confirms he's now a teenager! So I put a healthy portion of freshly-cooked bacon strips, along with a cinnamon roll and some cut up apple chunks on his plate and serve him. "A breakfast fit for a king!" I declare. We spent the day hiking about 5 miles through some challenging terrain, had a nice packed lunch on the shore of Lake Superior while enjoying the cool breeze blowing from Canada across the lake. It was a nice, sunny day, about 70 degrees and low humidity. In the afternoon, we kayaked for a couple of hours, then headed back to the campsite. "Time to grill some yummy steaks!" I said. "Sounds good," confirmed Max. Our evening was pretty much a carbon-copy of the previous one; a nice, warm campfire, beers for me, and pop and more marshmallows and junk food for Max. As it got cold later into the evening, Max came over and sat on my lap. "For warmth," he claimed. Soon after snuggling into position on my lap, Max pulled my hands around him, and guides them down to his waiting, already-hard cock. "If you want to do that, go get your blanket and put it around us so no one sees what we're doing," I said. Without hesitation, Max immediately fetched the blanket out of the tent and returned faster than I've ever seen him move! Back into his snuggly, cozy position, Max guides my hands back to his cock. It's not as hard as it was before, but that quickly changes. I maneuver both hands into his boxers and proceed to fondle his young boyhood. I'm mindful to not make it feel "too good," as I certainly don't want him to ejaculate in his pants too early; we can't waste that precious cum in his boxers! After about a half hour of this, I said, softly into his ear, "let's go into the tent now, okay?" Max agrees, and immediately goes into the tent, and I take care of the fire and lights. After shutting everything down, I go into the tent, only to find Max already waiting for me in the sleeping bag. "Someone's ready," I say. Not only is Max ready, but he's READY; as I get in the sleeping bag, I discover that Max is already completely nude inside the sleeping bag! "Well, Mr. Max, what do you have on your mind," I inquire. But, of course, I knew exactly what was on his mind! "I guess I should be naked, too. You know, just to make it fair." I remove all my clothes and slide in the sleeping bag next to Max. Being naked together with a 13 year old boy in the same sleeping bag is enough to send rockets off; it feels like electric bolts are going through my body! As we roll around in the sleeping bag, enjoying each other's nakedness, I discover just how soft and smooth Max's whole body is. I manage to feel every quare inch of that boy's delicious nude body, and every part is just as good as every other part...especially his 4-inch cock! He really likes to grind his 4-incher against my 6-incher, and both are hard as steel. As we're grinding our bodies and cocks together, Max looks up slightly at me and, totally by instinct, our lips meet and we engage in a long, passionate kiss. After our kiss, Max says, "I want to suck your cock like you sucked mine last night." "Okay, buddy. But do you want me to cum in your mouth? Because I'm so close to cumming right now," I said, "you've really got me hot and horny." "Well, maybe not the first time. I just want to see how it feels in my mouth, okay?" he asked. "Okay," I reply. So then, he lowers his head down to my waiting cock, already leaking a ton of precum, and very cautiously puts it in his mouth. He almost seems repulsed at first, and only sucks on the head. "So do you like it?" I ask after a few moments. "Ummm, well, it's okay," he said, "maybe I'll try it again some other time." After that, we continue to grind our bodies and cocks together some more, followed by some more kissing. Neither of us has ejaculated yet, so I suggested to Max, "hey, buddy, I want to feel your cock in me. Do you think you might like to fuck me?" "Really? Okay!" Max seems to like that idea! I grabbed a small bottle of lube from my backpack (one can never be too prepared), and applied some to Max's hard cock and then some to my hole. Positioning myself on my back, with my legs up, I instructed Max to kneel between my legs to put his cock in my ass. It was either beginner's luck, or he's done this before, but Max easily found my hole and fucked me like a professional with his hard 4-inch boy-cock. But, just like any 13 year old, he didn't last long. After only about two minutes, Max looks intently at me, saying, "I'm gonna cum!" His four-incher feels so incredible inside me...I wish it could last longer, but I have to remind myself that he's 13, and they just don't last very long when they're this age. He thrusts his cock in me as deeply as he possibly can and then I feel his young cock pulsating and throbbing, filling my ass with his sweet young cum. Completely exhausted, drained and spent, Max collapses on top of me. I run my fingers through his hair, as he remains on top of me with his hard 4 inches still inside my ass. We can stay like this forever as far as I'm concerned! Finally, Max slides his slightly-hard cock out, and rolls over beside me on the sleeping bags. "That was the most amazing thing ever" he declares. I dip my finger in my ass, with Max's cum now oozing out, to taste it. I have to go back for seconds. And thirds. And fourths! There's just something about how a young teen's spunk mixed with my natural juices tastes...it's heaven! "I'm glad you liked it, Max, it made me feel really good, too," I said. "Now I've gotta cum so bad, I'm gonna jack off, alright?" After Max nodded his head yes, I laid back and began jacking my 6-inch cock. As I was already extremely horny, and freshly fucked and creampied by a cute 13 year old, it didn't take me long to ejaculate. I came so fast, it almost made me feel like a 13 year old myself! I don't think I ever shot cum with such force and speed in my life; I gave myself a bit of a facial! Max, laying next to me, watching intently, reaches over and scrapes up a little sample of my cum. After licking it off his finger, he looks at me and says, "I don't know if I like that." Looking over, I notice that there's still a little fluid leaking from Max's now-flaccid cock, which has shrunk to about two inches, soft. "That's okay, buddy, I still like yours" I say, as I lean over, taking his soft cock back into my mouth, cherishing the remaining few drops of precious sweet boy-cum. His young cock has now reawakened, beginning to grow larger in my mouth. It rapidly goes from its flaccid two inches, to three...to three and a half...and now back to it's full, erect four inches in a matter of moments. "Can I fuck you again?" asked Max. A 13 year old boy may not last long, but is always ready for seconds in no time flat! "If you think you can, so soon, kiddo," I said. I really did want to feel him inside me again. So I returned to my back, and, like he's some kind of an expert now, Max got back up on his knees, ready for action. My hole was still super-slick from the lube used previously, mixed with Max's cum, and his cock slid in easily, with no resistance whatsoever. He immediately goes all the way in, the feeling is beyond awesome. "Oh, man, I can't believe how good this feels. I just wanna keep doing it" he said, as he begins thrusting his young tool in and out of my slippery passage. After a few minutes, I reach out to him and pull his cute face down for a kiss as his cock is buried in me. While it's difficult to judge time accurately during such an encounter, I figure it's now approaching a solid five - possibly close to ten - minutes, and Max is still chugging away. "He's lasting a lot longer this time," I think to myself, and just then, Max starts fucking me much more aggressively than before. It makes me think that he might be getting more confident as a top, but this is only his second time, so it's probably not that. Whatever the reason, each aggressive thrust into my hot, steamy ass results in him now reaching - and highly stimulating - my prostate, which is nearly sending me to the moon with pleasure. Right now, at 13, he has EXACTLY the right length to stimulate my prostate better than I've ever experienced. It's too bad Max can't stay this age and size forever! Max continues to fuck me vigorously for a few more minutes, until a final few very hard thrusts, and he, once again, floods my ass with more sweet boy-cum. I can feel it shooting out of his cock, pulsating and squirting warm fluid. He moves in for another kiss, this one lasting quite some time, while I run my hands up and down his smooth back, then down to his soft, supple buns. Still kissing, I run my fingers up and down his crack, and with my right middle finger, I find the opening of his tight hole, and gently work my finger in. In the middle of our kiss, he lets out an audible sigh - a peep, almost - and returns to our kiss. I keep my finger in for a little stimulation for him for the duration of our kiss. "That was even better than the first time," says Max, while his softening 13 year old four-incher slips out of my sultry, slightly gaping hole, as more thin, watery boy-cum oozes out. As soon as Max is laying down, I reach down to get some more of that heavenly boy-cum on my finger for another taste. I then grab Max's now completely flaccid cock to squeeze out what remaining cum is left in his shaft. It's decidedly thinner, more watery, and clearer than the first time, and hence, a bit sweeter as a result. There's no doubt, this boy has just begun producing swimmers - probably within just the last week or two. Max and I have to clean up after this episode, as we've gotten cum all over everything...and each other. I guess that's what happens after two rounds of sex back-to-back! I dig out the pre-moistened wipes and clean us both up, and we lay down, Max once again tight in my arms, cozy and warm. As we drift off to sleep, I can feel Max's cum continue to slowly ooze out. "What a lucky guy I am," I think to myself. Max and I shared something truly special on this camping trip, and hopefully we can continue well into the future. He's always been a cute little boy, but now he's beginning to grow up. This narrow window of opportunity, one that affords curiosity, experimentation, and newly discovered feelings and sensations, coupled with the willingness to try new things, will only be here for a short amount of time. This is Max's time, and I'm glad he chose me to help guide him through all these new things. Comments or feedback? Email to dcw_ofhs90@protonmail.com