Date: Sat, 16 Jun 2012 22:07:36 -0700
From: Karl <karlsfriend@gmail.com>
Subject: The Family Camping Trip 7

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Some of you have written asking about my other stories.  I only have a
couple.

In the gay/incest section I have a series called "Daddy's Bath".  It is a
story based on actual events in my childhood.  I also have another story in
gay/adultyouth called "My New Friend"

So now that all that stuff is taken care of let's move on to the further
adventures of Stevie.

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The Family Camping Trip 7


I woke up to the sound of Bill and my dad laughing.  The tent was
completely black.  They were outside of the tent.  I could make out the
shapes of Tommy and his dad spooning and, after softly called out their
names a couple of times, realized they were asleep.

I started looking for my shorts as I listened to my dad and Bill chuckling.
I couldn't hear everything they were saying but I did hear Bill telling my
dad how hot it had been watching him fuck me.  I realized I was a little
sore but it had been worth it.  I thought about how good it felt to have
the weight of my dad on top of me, staring me in the eyes and feeling safe
and sexual all at the same time.  I could feel my boy boner pressing
against my shorts.  I stuck my hand down my shorts and ran my hand along my
hard on.  'I can't wait until I start getting hair down there' I thought as
I fondled my balls.  But my balls seemed to be getting bigger.  I liked the
way they felt.

I thought back to my dad's huge hands running their fingers under my balls
and how it felt like he probably could have fit most of my butt in his
hand.  I was thinking about all of this when I walked out of the tent to
see my dad and Bill drinking more of the whiskey.

They looked up at me and dad smiled, "How ya doing?"

"My butt hurts a little," I said as I put my hand down the back of my
shorts feeling the slippery feeling that was still there.

He looked over at me a little concerned, "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No.  I liked it.  Can we do it again?", I asked taking my hand out of my
shorts.

A big grin spread across his face.

"Fuck yeah, now that's a boy after my own heart," Bill said laughing.  "You
like when your daddy gave that tight lil butt a pounding?"

I felt a little embarrassed but not really.  "I liked it a lot," I said
with a big smile.

"Maybe you wanna go for a horsey ride," he said pulling at the obscene
bulge forming in his shorts.

"I think that would hurt," I said looking over at my dad.

My dad was rubbing the obvious bulge growing in his shorts.  He just looked
over at me and grinned.

"Why don't we go over to my tent," Bill said looking over at my dad.

"But what about your wife?", I asked remembering earlier.

"She and her folks didn't wanna stay up here.  I told her I wasn't givin'
up my vacation 'cause her ol' man was a moron," he said with a smirk.
"Especially when there was so much fun to be had up here."

My dad said, "Amanda might be wondering where I am.  I should probably head
back."

"That's too bad.  I thought maybe you and your boy could do a little show
for me," he said rubbing the still growing bulge.

I saw my dad's eyes focus on the bulge.

"I really need to head back.  Maybe we can do it again tomorrow though," he
said standing up showing an almost complete erection through his khaki
shorts.

"Yer boy doesn't have to go back though," Bill said, giving me a wink.

I looked over at my dad.  "Well, I don't know.  I don't want anything
happening to him," he said giving me a look that said 'it's okay if you
wanna go'.

Bill grabbed me and said, "Whad'ya say Stevie.  Wanna play with my big ol'
dick?"

I felt my stomach doing flip-flops.  I wanted to see it again but he scared
me a little.  I didn't know him.  What if he did something I didn't like?

Sensing my apprehension he said, "Don't worry baby boy.  We won't do
anything you don't wanna do."

My little head was doing the thinking when I said, "Do you care dad?"

My dad looked at me, a little shocked, and said, "I hope you have fun.  I
just wish I could go with you."

He walked off slowly toward our camp.

"C'mon baby boy.  Let's go have some fun," Bill said picking me up like a
toddler.

I had to admit it felt a little weird as he picked me up like I didn't
weigh anything.  I weighed almost 80 lbs and he treated me like I was a
little kid.

As we were walking he slipped one of his big hands down the back of my
shorts.  He slid his finger along my butt crack.  I could smell the whiskey
on his breath.

"Mmmm.  Baby's still a little wet from daddy poundin' that sweet lil hole,"
he said with a growl into my ear.

The way he was talking dirty was getting me kinda excited so I just
squirmed a little and pushed my hand against his hand.

"Ooooh, sweet," he said again in almost an animal growl, "you and I are
gonna have some fun."

He continued to carry me until we got back to his tent.  It was really
nice.  It was pretty big and had big zip up windows.  When we got inside he
sat me down on a cot.  There was a space where there had been another cot
about the same size as this one.  I guessed that's where Jeff and his wife
had slept.  The cot was big enough that two people could sleep on it.

"Mind if I get comfortable," he said, not waiting for an answer and just
shucking off his shorts and boots.  Then he stood there.  Completely naked.
His huge dick starting to lift from his body.  He saw me looking at him.

"Why don't you get comfortable too," he said reaching over and yanking my
shorts off.  It was then that I thought about the fact that I hadn't
brought my shoes.  I sat there on the edge of the cot, bare and frankly a
little scared.

He stood in front of me grinning down at me.  He stroked his dick while he
watched me.  I had to admit it was getting me excited just watching him put
on a little show for me.

"Spread your legs for me baby.  Let me see that sweet little boy dick," he
commanded.  There was something in his voice that made it sound a little
bit like a threat, but it also made my pulse race.  I slowly spread my legs
and stroked myself.

"Mmmm.  Sweet little hairless balls," he said lost in some world.  "Baby
squirt yet?", he growled.

I assumed he meant cum.  I said, "Yes."

"Yes what?", he said a little angrily.  "How do you address your elders
boy," he spat.

"Yes sir," I squeaked.

"See.  That's a good boy," suddenly all nice again.

He stepped closer.  His huge piece of meat swinging 2 inches from my nose.
I assumed he wanted me to suck him so I went to reach for his dick.  He
slapped at my hand.

"Did I tell you to touch it?", he barked.

"No," I mumbled.

"NO WHAT?", he yelled.

"No sir," I said.  Had I made a mistake?  Maybe I should leave.

I was about to say something when he stepped forward and said, "Open your
mouth."

I looked up at him and he had a sneer on his face.  "Open your mouth," he
said enunciating each word.

I looked into his eyes.  He was being commanding but I didn't feel as
though I was in any real danger.  I was a little scared though.  I opened
my mouth.

"Now stick out your tongue," he commanded.

I stuck out my tongue and he slapped the head of his dick on it a couple of
times.  He started to push a little bit of it in my mouth but the minute I
started to wrap my lips around it he grabbed it with his hand and pulled it
away.

I started to close my mouth but he said, "I didn't say close your mouth."

So I opened my mouth and continued to look up at him.

"Yeah.  Baby boy wants this big cock doesn't he," he said in a lusty, low
voice.  "Bet he'd like to put it in his mouth and suck on it, huh baby."

I just nodded.  I was hard as a rock.  This was a whole new kind of
excitement.  I started to stroke myself and he said, "Put your hands by
your sides."

I looked up at him confused.

"Put your hands by your sides," he said in the clipped commanding voice.

I did as I was told.

"See.  That's a good boy," he said like I was a good little dog who'd done
a trick.  He stepped forward again and rubbed the tip of his dick on my
lips.  There was precum now.  It was on my lips.  He grabbed his dick and
squeezed from the base to the tip.  A thin string of precum fell from the
tip of his dick onto my tongue.

"Swallow it up baby," he said in a cooing, controlled way.

I did as I was told.  My dick hurt.  I wanted to touch it.

"You like that daddy juice baby?", he asked looking down between my legs.

"Yes sir," I said, now staring at his dick like it was a cobra ready to
strike.

"Up here," he snapped.  I looked up at him and the smile returned to his
face.

"Such a pretty baby boy," he said, bringing his hand to my chin.
"Fuuuuck," he hissed, "not a whisker anywhere."  He took his dick in his
hand and brought it to my mouth again.  "Okay baby.  Lick up the daddy
juice."

I lapped at his dick like I hadn't had anything to drink in days.  I
started to bring my hands up and he stepped back.  "I said to keep your
hands as your sides."

I lowered my hands.  My dick needed to be touched.  I wanted to stroke it
but was afraid he'd get mad and not let me lick on his dick anymore.

"That's a good boy.  Now I want you to get it nice and wet for me, okay
baby boy?", he said softly but firmly.

I started lapping madly at his dick and then it hit me.  He's not going to
try and fuck me is he?  If he does that I'm leaving.

Sensing my apprehension he leaned down next to my ear, the smell of the
whiskey over powering, and said, "I told you we wouldn't do anything you
didn't want to do," he reminded me.  Then he leaned just a little closer
and said,"But you'll be begging me to fuck you when we're done."

I felt a shiver take over my body.  It went from my toes to the top of my
head.  And, I knew he was right.

He stood back up and put his dick in my face again.  I started licking it
until there was slobber falling from it.

"Just making sure," he said.  "Now, lay back on the cot."  I laid back
fearing the worst.  Then he got down on his knees and pushed my knees up to
my chest.  What was he doing?  He wouldn't be able to fuck me this way.
Suddenly I felt his tongue on my butt hole.  I jumped a little as I felt
his tongue lapping at my butt.

"Mmmmm.  I can still taste daddy," he said using a hand to push my cheeks
apart further and sticking his tongue in deeper.

I had never felt anything like this.  I'd found out that you could get
fucked in your butt, but I hadn't imagined anything like this.  I listened
to him slurping and felt his tongue lapping at my hole.  I started touch my
dick when he grabbed my hands.  I froze.  There I was with my knees to my
chest and he had both hands pinned down to my sides.

"Don't touch your dick," he growled in a way that said he meant it.

"Yes sir," I whispered.

"Good boy," he said and returned to slurping.  He stopped and grunted,
"Does the baby like to have his hole licked?"

"Yes sir," I said breathlessly.

He brought his hand up to my mouth, stuck two fingers in my mouth and said,
"Suck on these for a while.  Get 'em nice and wet."

I was in such sexual extasy that I greedily sucked on the meaty digits.  As
I sucked he forced more and more of his fingers into my mouth.  When he
felt that I'd made them sufficiently wet he took his free hand and spit on
my butt hole.  Then I felt it.  He was pushing BOTH fingers in.  I tensed
up.

"Relax baby," he said in a soothing voice.  "Hold on," he said like he'd
remembered something and removing the probing fingers.  I saw him reach
under the cot and grab his dopp kit.  He rummaged through for a second and
then brought up a small bottle.  He opened the bottle and it smelled a
little like dirty feet.

He said, "Lean forward."

I leaned a little forward and he stuck the bottle under my nose.

"Now take a deep breath through your nose," he said.

I did as he instructed and suddenly I felt everything go wobbly.  I
completely relaxed and felt all hot.  I felt him probing at my butt again
but it didn't hurt this time.

"Yep, you are bald as a baby down here ain't ya kid," he said in a lusty
voice.

I heard him reach into his bag again and heard the sound of something being
squirted out of a bottle.  I felt something cool on my butt.

"This'll make it hurt a little less," he said.  His voice seemed less
commanding and a little more anxious.

I felt him slip the two fingers into me again.  Then I wasn't quite sure
but I thought I felt a third finger go in.  There was pressure but no pain.

"So fucking tight," he said breathlessly, working the fingers back and
forth.

"Alright baby boy, let's give this a try," he said as he raised himself so
that his dick was even with the edge of the cot.  I felt him try to push
into me but it hurt too much.

"Fuck.  Fuck.  Fuck," he growled under his breath.

"Here baby boy," he said grabbing the back of my head and pulling it
forward.  He uncapped the bottle again and pushed it under my nose.
"Breath it in baby," he said pleadingly.

I breathed in and felt the wonderful spinning.  I was aware that he was
pushing at my hole again but it didn't hurt.  Then, it did hurt.  It hurt
worse than anything I had ever felt in my life.  I screamed and tried to
push him out.  He brought his hand up and clamped it over my mouth.

"Now baby boy.  Just relax.  It takes some getting used to.  I only put a
little bit in," he said soothingly.  Eventually it did stop burning.  He
leaned in close and said, "You promise you're not gonna yell again?"

I shook my head and he took his hand away.  He brought the bottle up to my
nose again and I quickly breathed in again.  The pain went away.

He said, "Okay baby boy.  We're gonna try just a little bit more, okay?"

I started to say something but he brought his hand up to my mouth again and
covered it.

"Baby, you feel so good.  You have to let me put just a little more in," he
begged.

I looked up at him and nodded my consent.  He pushed a little more in.  It
didn't hurt so much this time.

"Mmmm.  You feel nice baby boy," he said as he started slow strokes in and
out.

As I lay there I realized my dick had gone hard again.  I reached between
my legs and started to stroke my raging hard dick.

"Fuck yeah.  Baby likes playing with that hard little dick doesn't he," he
said taking back some of the control.

I just groaned, "Uh huh."  I was starting to enjoy the feeling as he slid
his dick in and out of me.

"Okay baby, we're gonna try a little more," he said soothingly.

He brought my head forward again and put the bottle under my nose.  This
time as I was inhaling he pushed more of himself into me.  I could feel my
butt hole being stretched beyond anything it had been stretched to before.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck," he hissed.

This time he hit, the spot.  I felt my dick go harder as he massaged it.

"You're doing good baby boy.  You got about a third of my cock up that
sweet little hole.  You're doing a real good job," he said in a coaxing
voice.

A THIRD?!  I had a third of it in me.  I already felt like I was being
impaled.  It felt good but I knew I couldn't take any more.

"No more though, okay?", I said in a somewhat pleading tone.

He looked a little disappointed but said, "Okay baby boy.  We'll just do
this much for tonight."

He started working his dick in and out.  I felt my body building toward an
orgasm.  I felt him put his hand at the stopping point.  He was true to his
word.  His hand stopped him from pushing any further up into me.  He
started pumping faster.  His breathing was becoming heavier.

"Oh, fuckin' sweet li'l baby butt," he groaned.  "You like having this big
cock up your but baby?", he said fighting back the orgasm that was
building.

I could feel the sweat dripping off his body onto mine.  I wasn't quite
sure what came over me but I said, "Put some more in me!"

That was all he could take.  My words sent him over the edge.  I felt him
push into me just a little more.  He grunted and then jerked his dick from
my butt.  I felt hot cum splash across my belly.  Then a second shot flew
across my face and got into my mouth.

I felt the world start to rumble and felt myself having a huge orgasm.
Bill was over me still shooting cum as I laid there and convulsed.  I
probably made some sperm but it got lost in all the sweat and cum from
Bill.

He just stayed hovering over me for a second.  He was looking right down at
me.  I looked up and him and he gave me a big smile.  "See, I told you
you'd wanna."  He winked and leaned down and started cleaning me up like a
mother cat.  He licked me from my balls to the top of my head.

"You are one sweet fuck," he said in a slow southern drawl.  He fell down
next to me on the bed.  He looked over at me and said, "Hold on a second."
He reached into a bag and brought out some towels.

He handed me a towel.  He took another and started wiping his dick.  When
he finished wiping it up he brought the towel to his nose.

"Mmmmmm.  Smells like baby boy," he said eyes closed.

I wiped my face and tummy.  The I wiped my butt which felt like it was
never gonna close up right again.  I laid there.  He put his shorts on and
took a pack of cigarettes and a lighter outside.  I heard him light the
cigarette and wondered if I'd done something.

I went outside and said, "Did I do something wrong?"

He looked over at me and got a big smile on his face, "No baby.  I just
like a cigarette after a really good fuck.  Go back in there and climb in
bed if you want."  Then he added, "You can go home if you'd like...but I'd
think it'd be real nice if you stayed here."

I walked over next to him and sorta leaned into him, "I'd like staying
here.  You've got a real bed."

He looked down at me and burst out laughing.  "So you're using me just to
get a good nights sleep, huh?"

I just smiled up at him and said, "Yes sir."

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