Date: Mon, 23 Jul 2012 21:17:49 -0700
From: Karl <karlsfriend@gmail.com>
Subject: The Family Camping Trip 8

A few of you have written asking for a new chapter.  Frankly there were
some pretty nasty emails after the last chapter.  I haven't felt much
inspiration since then.  Here's a quick chapter just to keep my hand in it
until I get my mojo back.  While not great pros they are mine, so don't
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Now for the part where I have to warn you.  This is a complete work of
fiction.  I will repeat, this is a complete work of fiction.  It is not to
be considered a how to manual.  It's meant to entertain adults over
whatever the legal age is where you are.  If you do not want to adhere to
those simple requests please stop reading now.  If you do meet all of those
requirements, get the box of kleenex ready.  Pull your pants down and, if
you are so inclined, get out the oils.  Please sit back and enjoy.

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The Family Camping Trip
Part 8

I woke up with Tommy leaning down over me.  There was sun coming through
the flaps of the tent but there was only Tommy and me.

"Hey, get up.  I wanna hear what happened," he said excitedly.

I looked around trying to figure out where I was.  Then the events of the
previous night came back to me.  I wondered where Bill was.  I realized
that I had to go to the bathroom.  I sat up and felt a little sore.

"I have to pee.  C'mon and I'll tell you what happened."

As Tommy and I walked to the bathroom I started telling him about what
happened the night before.  I think I was being more general than he wanted
because he said, "Tell me everything."  I backtracked and explained that he
made me call him sir and that he put something to my nose that made me feel
really relaxed and excited at the same time.  How he had licked my butthole
and stretched me out with his fingers.

"He licked your butthole?", Tommy said looking a little disgusted.

I nodded and told him how amazing it felt.

"Then what happened," he asked, moving past the licking of my boy hole.

"He put it in me," I said matter of factly.

Tommy's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates.

"He put his whole dick inside you?", he said in amazement.

"No, just about half of it," I groaned realizing my butt still hurt a
little.  "But it felt really good when he hit the spot."

"What do you mean "the spot"?", he asked.

"You know, when you get fucked in the butt, it hits a spot that makes it
feel really good," I said, shocked that I had to explain it to him.

"I didn't know there was anything like that.  I only had the cucumber and
your dick in me," he said thinking about it.

It dawned on me that I now had more experience in the area of getting
fucked than the boy who taught me almost everything I knew about sex.

"I thought you and my dad fooled around?", I said remembering the beach and
the boats.

"No.  We were gonna but then your dad got weirded out," he said a little
disappointedly.  "He thought he heard someone talking so we didn't do it."
Then he cocked his head and looked at me again, "Did it hurt a lot?"

"Well, yeah, at first," I said thinking about it.  "But then he made me
sniff that stuff and it made me more relaxed.  It didn't hurt as much.  It
still hurt even when he hit the spot but that stuff I smelled made it feel
really good too."

Tommy looked more excited than I had seen him.  As we got near the bathroom
we heard voices coming from one of the stalls.  "Now Karl, I told you, we
have to wait until later.  Mommy is making breakfast for us and wants us to
come back fast," an older adult male was saying.

"But daddy, if you let me taste some, I'll be good for the whole day,"
pleaded a young voice from the same stall.

"Maybe later buddy," the adult voice said.  Then there was a toilet flush
and the door opened up.  Karl and his daddy walked out of the stall.
Karl's daddy looked over at me and smiled, "How's it goin?"  He acted like
Tommy wasn't even there.

"He's the boy...", Karl started, but Karl's daddy cut him off.

"Yes, yes.  I remember you telling me," he washed his hands and dried them
on his pants.  Karl reached up for his daddy to carry him.  The man bent
down to pick up his son and Karl and his daddy both smiled.  "You have a
good day," he said with a wink.

Tommy looked over at me and said, "That was weird.  Did you notice how he
acted like I wasn't even here?"

I just nodded and debated whether or not to tell him the story about my
first meeting with Karl.  But Tommy didn't wait.

"Hurry up and pee.  I wanna go and see if we can find that stuff that you
were talking about," he said excitedly.

"What stuff?", I asked, having a pretty good idea.

"The stuff in the bottle," he said in a frustrated voice.

I pushed my morning woodie into the urinal and the stream began to burst
forth.  It felt so good.  Tommy was doing a little bouncing from one foot
to the other.  Finally I finished and flushed.

"C'mon," he said pulling me.

We practically ran back to the tent.  As we were about to the campsite we
heard our names being called.  I looked around and it was my dad, JW and
Bill.  They were all looking at me.  As they got closer my dad stepped up
to me and said softly, "Are you okay?"

I looked up at him and smiled and said rubbing my butt, "Yeah.  Just a
little sore."

He made a little laugh and said, "Hell, I'm surprised you can walk."

"Well, C'mon.  Your mom has breakfast for us."  Then he turned and looked
at Bill, "Are you sure you won't join us.  I'm sure we'll have plenty."

Bill shook his head and said, "Thanks, but I'm gonna lay around here.
Frankly, I'm a little hung over and a little worn out."  With the last
sentence he looked over and me and smiled.

"Alright then boys.  Head 'em up.  Move 'em out," said my dad in a drill
sergeant sort of way.

JW and my dad walked and talked in front of us and Tommy and I stayed a few
feet behind.

"I wanted to smell that stuff," Tommy said.  "You think if I ask him he'll
let me smell some of it too?"

I just shrugged and said, "Prob'ly."

Then he leaned into me with an evil grin on his face and said in almost a
whisper, "I want him to put his thing in me.  Maybe we could go over
together."

I felt a shiver go down my back.  I wanted to see Tommy get fucked.

As we approached the campsite my mom said, "Well, I'm surprised you and
Tommy finally got up.  You two must have been up too late last night."

Then it occured to me.  My mom thought I stayed at JW's and Tommy's tent
last night.

"We were telling ghost stories and somebody got scared," Tommy said looking
at me.

"Shut up.  I was not scared," I said in phony indignation.

"Alright, alright," my mom said laughing to herself.  "No one was scared.
But you're gonna be scared if this all goes cold before we can eat it."

She handed us each plates and then gave us each a fried egg and some
overdone toast.  The girls were the only ones that complained about the
well done toast.  I was starving.

"Well, it's too bad about Jeff's back.  I'm sorry they had to leave so
soon," my mom said, thinking about Bill and his wife.  "It was nice of you
men to keep Bill company.  I guess he's out fishing or something.  You did
invite him didn't you?", my mom asked.

"Yes dear," my dad said pulling my mom into him.  She stayed leaning
against him for a minute and then said, "Well, I'm gonna do up these dishes
and the girls and I are going over to that park we saw on the way in.
There was some playground equipment and I'm sure there will be other
children.  What are you boys up to?", she said, already assuming she was
not included in our activities.

"I could go with you," my dad said, in a seemingly genuine tone.

She looked down and said, "I'd like that."  He pulled her to him again.
Then she looked over at Tommy and me.  "I suppose you two are too old for
the playground?"

I groaned and Tommy, for once, looked like he didn't have anything to say.

"Well, I AM too old for the playground.  I'll stay here and keep an eye on
them Amanda," JW finally said.  "We'll find something to do."

My dad looked over at JW and said, "Why don't you go fishin' with Bill.
I'm sure he'd be up for it."

My mom beamed and said, "That's a very nice thought."  Then she said
looking at him again, "Are you sure you don't want to go fishing with
them?"  My dad nodded and said, "No.  I wanna spend a little quaility time
with my girl."  My mom giggled and picked up the plates.

As my mom, dad and the girls pulled away Tommy's dad looked down at us and
said, "Wanna go see what Bill's doing?"

Tommy practically jumped up on his dad.  "Yeah, I wanna say hi," he said
smiling.

"How 'bout you?  Think you're up to it?", he said winking.

I nodded already feeling my weiner beginning to swell.

We walked over to where Bill was camped but there was no sign of him.
"Maybe he did go fishing," JW said looking around.  Just then we looked
over toward the bathrooms.  We saw Bill sort of adjusting everything as he
pushed through the restroom door and was holding it for someone.  JW waved
to him and Bill sort of sheepishly waved back looking over his shoulder as
he did so.  He was saying something to someone who hadn't come through the
door yet.  Tommy and I watched in amazement as Karl and his daddy came
through the restroom door, Karl waving frantically and jumping up and down
in his daddy's arms.

"Bye Mr. Bill," Karl shouted until his daddy shushed him.

Bill walked up to us.  JW didn't really get what was going on but Tommy and
I had a pretty good idea.  As he came over to the tent he was shaking his
head a little and smiling.

JW looked at him, then back at Karl and his daddy and said to Bill, "What
was that all about?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Bill said chuckling.

"Give it a shot," JW prodded.

"Well, I fell asleep right after you guys left.  I woke up and realized I
had to piss like a racehorse.  So I got up and headed over to the
restrooms.  I just threw on my shorts and headed over there.  When I walked
in, there was a kid and his dad at the urinals, so I headed to a stall that
looked empty.  Then I just let loose," he said in a satisfied tone.

"I musta peed about a gallon of piss.  When it started to trickle I had the
distinct feeling I was being watched.  I had been looking up at the ceiling
for most of the piss so I turned but there was no one there.  Then I saw
out of the corner of my eye a head peeking under the stall wall," he said
while remembering.

"I couldn't imagine who it could have been.  I didn't hear anyone else come
in and it was only the dad and his kid.  I thought maybe someone had been
in the other stall and I just hadn't realized it.  Then the kid crawls
under the partition and stands right in front of me," he said in a voice
that swore he was telling the truth.

"So there I am.  My dick hanging out of my shorts and this little kid
standing in front of me.  I didn't know what to do.  I heard something
behind me and I thought, 'Fuck, it's the kid's dad and he's going to kick
the shit out of me'."

"What did you do?", JW asked.

"I turn around and it IS the kids daddy.  Only he doesn't look upset.  He's
sorta smilin' at me.  I look back at the kid and then back at the dad and
get ready to say, 'Hey, he came in here.'  But the dad looks at me and
says, 'I think Karl would like to touch your dick.'," he said.

JW just looked at him.  "And then...", JW said a little breathlessly.

"Well, I looked back at the kid and just sort nodded my assent.  The kid
got a big smile on his face and before I knew what was happening the kid
had his little vaccuum of a mouth on the end of my dick."

JW visibly shivered and I saw Tommy bring his hand to the front of his
shorts.

"Pretty soon I feel the dad's hands on my chest.  This fuck is playing with
my nipples while his 5 y.o. son is workin' me like a $3 dollar whore," he
said grinning.  "I mean this kid knew exactly what he was doing.  He
couldn't even get his mouth around the head but he was giving it his all.
Pretty soon I was feelin' close so I said to the kid, 'You may want to step
back, I'm gonna shoot.'  Guess what the kid did, he tries to put more of my
dick in his mouth.  That sent me over the edge.  I started blasting cum
into this kids mouth and he's sorta keeping up but pretty soon it's running
down the sides of his mouth and then I notice it's coming out his nose, but
he's not pullin' off.  Finally I had shot my wad.  The kid swallowed and
looked up at me and smiled.  I mean, I'm looking down at this little kid
with my cum dripping from his chin and nose and he's smiling up at me," he
said as he relived the memory.

"What happened then?", it was Tommy who asked.

"The dad just stepped back, grabbed the kid by the hand, walked him over to
the sink and started washing him up," he said matter of factly.  "I put my
dick back in my shorts and started over to the sinks.  The kids dad said,
'And what do we say to the nice man Karl?' and the kids says, 'Thanks
mister."  I mean he says thanks to me."  Bill just sort of stood there and
shook his head in disbelief.

"I just nodded and started heading for the door and that's when I saw you
guys," he said, finishing up.

JW, Tommy and I just stood there imagining the scene in our heads.

Tommy broke the spell.  "I wanna smell that stuff you have that makes you
feel relaxed!"

JW looked down at Tommy, then at me, then at Bill.  Bill looked a little
puzzled trying to figure out what Tommy was talking about.  Then the light
of realization washed across his face.

"You mean the poppers," he said smiling at me.  I sorta looked down a
little embarrassed.

JW smiled at Bill.  "You got poppers?", JW said.

Bill nodded and said, "When you got one this big," he said glancing down at
his crotch, "you gotta get 'em relaxed."

JW just smiled and then you could tell he realized what Bill was saying.
JW looked over at me and with a little bit of awe.  "You were able to take
that thing?", he said looking at me but nodding his head toward Bill
crotch.

I felt my face go hot, but I nodded.

JW whistled a soft whistle.  "You're braver than I'd ever be," he said a
little admiringly.

We were all silent for a while.

"I want my turn," Tommy said, breaking the silence.

JW looked over at Tommy, then at me, then at Bill.  "I don't know Tommy.
Not everyone is built for it," he said looking over at me.

I saw Bill starting to get the animal look on his face.  Tommy looked up at
his dad with a little bit of a question mark in his look.

"But I wanna try," he said looking between Bill's legs.

Bill looked at JW and said, "Why don't you grab a couple of those camp
chairs and we'll talk about it in the tent."

JW nodded while Tommy and I grabbed the chairs and headed into the tent.
Tommy's shorts were already tenting and mine were getting tight as well.

As we all got into the tent and closed the flap behind us, Bill reached
over and grabbed Tommy's butt.

"Maybe his daddy should warm him up first," he said leering over at JW.

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I hope you enjoyed this fictional story.  Thanks to those of you who have
sent me your experiences.  There are a couple of you that have been sending
me some great stories.  I wish you'd think about sharing them with the rest
of the Nifty community.  If you have any compliments or good dirty stories
please feel free to email me: karlsfriend@gmail.com