dDate: Sun, 17 Dec 2017 19:26:42 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: RV Hookup

This one is a little shorter than I usually post. It is set up for a second
chapter but I can't guarantee that will happen. It does however, mark my
275th story on Nifty. Thank you all for your enormous support. ,

Please N-joi,
Hugs,
Tag_m

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Okay, that was weird. I was on a smaller trail away from the main
thoroughfare, and headed toward one of the outlying restrooms at the edge
of the massive park. Music from the festival was audible but not loud,
probably due to the mile and a half of thick forest between where it was
being held and where I was standing.

I don't know what possessed me to choose to spend that particular weekend
at the park but hey, I was far enough away from the noise and the people
that it was tolerable. I guess it had been the weather. The summer was
fading quickly, fall barely 2 weeks away but in all honestly the cool
weather would be a nice change from the heat; 86 days straight of
it. Without rain. Yes, there had been a smattering of droplets about 5
weeks before but it hadn't even been enough to fully dampen the deck at the
back of my house.

The other reason of course was that I had just purchased my RV, a Mercedes
Class B and wanted to take it on its maiden voyage. I had a tentative plan
to winter in the Southwestern US and figured rightly that at least 1 outing
in it would be in my best interest. Well, that and the fact that it was a
new toy.

So, back to the weirdness. I was out for a stroll and was maybe 20 feet
from the entry to the restroom when a girl stepped out and did a quick
check of the area before scurrying off down another trail. I was quite
curious to say the least considering she couldn't have been more than 10 or
11 years old and she had come out from the men's side of the small
building. Plus, she'd acted rather furtively. So, I walked quickly to the
restroom then entered quietly, thankful for a smooth floor and rubber soled
shoes.

There were 2 urinals and 1 stall, door closed. The wall and door were high
enough that I could see shoes and a puddle of jeans and underwear. I could
hear the squishy and rhythmic sound of self-gratification accompanied by
the soft moans, groans and sighs of someone engaged thusly. And then some
soft words started.

"Oh yeah, make me cum," the voice said. I could tell immediately that it
was a boy and one still caught in the higher registers of early
puberty. The slapping sounds seemed to pick up, as did the voice. "Oh yeah
oh yeah I'm gonna cum baby, I'm gonna cum on your face." That was followed
by the grunting sounds of the boy cumming. "Oh fuck, oh god, oh god," he
moaned. I saw his feet shoot straight out in reflex to a powerful
orgasm. They quickly relaxed but the moaning and groaning and sounds of a
cock being stroked remained.

Well then, that was incredibly interesting. I debated on whether to make
myself known then or wait until he was finished and came out of the stall
and saw me standing there. I chose to wait, thinking that being caught off
guard would be the best. That way I might be able to entice him in some way
shape or form. I debated on whether or not to take my own hardening cock
out but elected to pass on that too.

I waited patiently, leaning up against the wall facing the stall door. His
session ended and the boy hit the toilet paper roll, much like women do
after a piss. I then heard him cleaning up while mumbling to himself what a
fucking mess he'd made. His hygiene completed, the boy stood and pulled his
clothing back in place and a moment later the stall door was pulled open
and he started out, saw me and stopped cold.

He was a tall boy, slender to a point of being skinny, but his face was
completely smooth and his cheeks a little rosy although I had no idea if it
was natural or a side affect from his heightened arousal. His brown hair
was fairly mussy, his large blue eyes wide open. What the boy saw was a 54
year old man that looked 40 or younger, equally slender, with dark blond
hair. I was slightly shorter than the boy, but I was also slender and was
wearing faded jeans and an old Aerosmith concert t-shirt. And a huge grin.

"That sounded like one hell of a good sperming," I said then added, "and
quite a bit of the stuff too. I take it the girl wouldn't let you fuck
her." The boy looked at me a little strangely, furrowed his thick brows
then relaxed.

"Yes it was, yes it was and no she didn't. She said she would then she
backed out. Then she said she'd suck my cock and let me cum in her mouth
then said her mouth got sore, stood up and practically ran out. So I had to
jack off."  "Did you even get to look at her pussy?" He shook his head.

"No, the little bitch chickened out on that too." I nodded my head in
understanding.

"Well, for what's it worth I wouldn't have backed out and I'd have let you
cum in my mouth. But since you just came I assume that cumming again
probably isn't that important to you." Sure, I was taking a bit of a chance
with that statement but what the hell, I wasn't doing anything illegal
besides the boy hadn't brushed past me and he was engaging in conversation
with a stranger about what one would normally consider an embarrassing
situation.

"Well fuck, I can cum again, that's no problem. I cummed 14 times in one
day before and I've only cum 3 times so far today." I nodded my head in
understanding.

"So, are you saying that you're open to me sucking your cock?" The boy
grinned and nodded his head.

"Fuck yeah, I'm always open to getting my cock sucked just like I'm open to
sucking cock." At that statement he groped at his crotch.

"Perhaps you'd accompany back to my RV," I said hopefully. I would
certainly do him right there in the stall but if wishes were wishes and
dreams came true I'd have preferred him fully naked and reclined on a bed.

"Fuck yeah," he responded which I would learn was his default expression of
assent. I lead off back down the trail and the boy fell in alongside me.

"My name is Paul by the way," I said.

"Tavin," he responded.

"You're pretty tall Tavin," I said, "but yet your voice is still working on
changing," The boy chuckled.

"Yeah, I'll be 14 in 3 months but I'm the tallest kid in my class. My dad
is 6'4 and my mom 5'11 and I'm almost as tall as she is. My 12 year old
brother is already 5'7. The voice thing is kind of annoying at times but
isn't a huge deal."

"For what it's worth I love your voice."

"You like boys huh," he stated with no inflection in his voice that would
indicate judgement of any kind. I chose to be completely honest about it.

"Actually; I love boys, especially boys your age. I think boys are amazing
and almost always a shit load of fun."

"Fuck yeah," he said with another chuckle, "me too. I'm okay with girls but
I love doing sex stuff with boys. Never done nothing with a man though but
I've wanted to."

"Well then I'm honored to be able to make your wishes come true and be your
first adult Tavin. So, have you ever fucked a girl?" The boy shook his
head.

"No, the little twat was supposed to be my first but she chickened out when
she saw my dick."

"That big huh," I asked, my heart beginning to speed up. I loved having
young boys with big cocks. It wasn't that I was hung up on big cocks in and
of themselves because I wasn't. It was the idea of a youngling with a big
cock that got me going, especially if it was a smaller statured boy, which
Tavin was not.

"Biggest boy in my PE class all the way around."

"I'm sure that the boys you play with are thrilled with that," I
said. Tavin nodded his head.

"Yepps, there is always a boy that wants to play. So about you Paul; do you
get to play with boys very often?"

"I have my share but it's not as often as I'd like." I went on to give the
boy a brief history stating that it had been a while since I'd been with a
boy and when he asked I told him the kid had been 16 years old and was a
die hard bottom to which Tavin needed an explanation of the 3 basic roles.

"So you fucked him," Tavin asked with not a little excitement in his
voice. I nodded my head.

"Yeah, about once a week although he did spend the night with me once and I
think I fucked him 5 times. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me but he had
no interest.

"I've never been fucked but I think I want to try it. I've fucked a couple
boys, like 3 maybe and I love it although I really love sucking cock and
swallowing sperm." As we talked, Tavin continued to grope at his crotch
from time to time.

We finally made it to my camp spot, a nice little cove surrounded by the
typical Northwest flora that offered a very nice bit of privacy. Because I
was at the outer edge of the park, most of the camping spots were empty. I
hit the remote and the side door slid open and we stepped in. I kicked my
shoes off just inside the door and Tavin followed suit without having to be
told.

"Wow this is pretty sweet," Tavin said as looked about like a cat in a new
house. I moved past the boy to the larger rear bench seat, making sure that
all the curtains were closed along the way.  As Tavin finally made it back
to where I was standing I pulled a sheet out of its cubbyhole and draped
down the back and over the leather seat.

 "So, now what," the boy asked.

"Well," I said, drawing the word out, "we just strip naked and go at it
like a couple of wild animals or we can go slow, maybe strip to underwear
and make out a little bit, taking it slow."

"I'm okay with going slow but what do you mean by making out? I mean, I
know what that means with a girl but not a boy." I explained that there was
no different really, it meant kissing, feeling, and rubbing. "I never done
much kissing, at least with a boy. Most boys I know think kissing a boy is
gay but I'm willing to give it a try if you want to."

"I love kissing and making out with a boy. It has the potential to get a
boy real hot and ready to go." I swear the kid got an ear to ear grin.

"I'm all about getting real hot Paul. I love when I get a really hard
boner, one that almost hurts because it's so hard."

"And I'm more than willing to help get you there," I said and began undoing
my jeans. Tavin didn't waste a second and started doing the same and
T-shirts followed closely.

"Nice underwear Paul," the young teen said. I was wearing a pair of AE
Brazilian trunks in a medium pink color. I owned a ton of briefs and trunks
in every color imaginable, eschewing the typical white or black for a
variety of pastel colors or a combination of colors such as black with a
bright trim. I even had some rainbow themed underwear. I also some like
what the boy was wearing.


You too Tavin."  The teenage cutie was wearing a pair of briefs in a black
and red stripe pattern, the black stripes being about half the width of the
red ones. He also filled them out quite nicely, his cock bulging the fabric
toward the middle and lower part of the crotch. Tavin was eyeballing mine
as well and my own bulge wasn't small by any means. I ran a good 6 or more
inches when soft and just shy of 8.5 hard. Tavin also had a wee bit of a
damp spot where the end of his cock was, sperm seepage from his recent
ejaculation if I wasn't mistaken.

"Let's sit," I suggested and once there I slid next to him and to his
credit Tavin didn't flinch or hesitate but turned slightly to face me. I
let one hand rest on his shoulder while the other gently brought his head
toward mine and as we narrowed the gap both heads tilted in order for our
lips to match up.

My lips touched his ever so gently but didn't stay there long, 5 seconds at
the most before I pulled back. I barely broke contact then went back for
more, this time for a little longer. The third time Tavin actually moved
forward to initiate the contact and when it seemed like it was only going
to be another brushing he put his hand on my shoulder to encourage to stay
longer, so I did.

As if by a mutual but silent agreement our mouths both opened slightly and
the kiss became a little more passionate. I felt Paul's free hand touch my
thigh and automatically let my legs fall farther open which seemed to
provide impetus for the boy to explore a little further and this he did by
gently rubbing my legs but in the process moving up it, ever so slightly.

I allowed my free hand to move to his chest where I rubbed and eventually
found a nipple and began to play with it, first rubbing and then tweaking
it a little bit. Paul moaned softly and pressed his mouth against mine even
harder and the boy began to breathe a little faster. I finally broke the
kiss and we had eye contact, sort of, since his were mostly closed.

"What do you think about kissing Tavin," I asked him.

"I fucking love it," he said then went back for more and this time it went
straight to open mouth tongue battling deep breathing kissing. Tavin's
finally reached my crotch, specifically my balls and since my legs were
spread the pouch of my AE's provided a nice pocket to hold and highlight my
large sperm makers. The lanky boy inhaled sharply as he realized what he'd
grabbed ahold of.

I broke the kiss and gently moved his head to one side and went for his
neck causing his body to stiffen initially and a deeper moan issue forth
from his throat.

"Oohh fuck," he groaned as I worked that sensitive spot. His hand moved up,
found my cock and felt along it's length and earned me another gasp and
then he moved his head, pushing mine away.

"I gotta be naked Paul and I gotta see your cock." That said I reached down
and found the waistband of his briefs and began working them down, with his
help of course. As I worked my way across the front the palm of my hand ran
into a pole and from what I could tell the boy was nicely hung. We got the
garment down under his thighs then over his knees where they dropped to the
floor then he did the same to me. Once done we both backed off a little bit
to see the prize that we'd won.

The boy was hung alright. Maybe not as long or as thick as I was but still
way beyond what was average for a not yet 14-year old boy. Tavin was still
intact and right then his foreskin was covering more of his swollen cock
head than not. The part of the head peeking out along with the skin
covering it were fairly red from the blood trapped in his flesh. He was
completely shaved, everything smooth as a new born baby's ass, but there
was still a shadow where his hair had been and it wasn't very big. Of
course not having any hair made everything seem bigger.  His balls were
large and heavy, dragging his scrotal skin down so that his nuts all but
rested on the seat. He was a beauty. He thought that I was as well.

"Damn you got a huge cock Paul," he exclaimed, "It's bigger than my dad's."
I wondered briefly about that but wasn't about to ask because he plunged
on. "I gotta suck your cock dude, seriously." My response was to turn and
rest against the seat back with my legs spread.

Tavin leaned over and took hold of my cock and lowered his head to it and
wasted not a moment getting his mouth over the head. I felt a slight
electric like jolt as he captured my cock head then let out a sigh of
pleasure as the teen began to suck me off. Paul did a credible job right
from the get to, quickly taking half of me down his throat. He worked
mostly on the top third but did a deep dip about every 5th or 6th decent
down my pole. Once he got his rhythm going the boy let go of my dick and
went for my balls, cupping and gently tugging on the large eggs. Like
Tavin, I kept my nuts shaved so they were extra sensitive to the touch.

For my part I rubbed up and down his side and onto his hip which prompted
the boy to torque his lower body somewhat in order to give me better access
to his nail hard young cock. I reached over his hip and took hold of boner
and began stroking him causing the boy to moan around my cock. After a half
dozen strokes I moved my hand down and began playing his balls, gently
fondling the soft hairless skin and tugging on its contents. As I did that
I allowed a single finger trailed up and down his perineum and although I
couldn't go very far it still had the desired effect that earned me another
soft moan. Paul finally let go and sat back up and looked at me through
lust laden lids.

"Fuck I'm so hot," he whispered in a husky voice, his hands busy stroking
his cock and tugging on his balls.

"How about if I suck on you for a minute," I asked and got a head nod from
the boy. I elected to get to my knees between his legs, which he spread
wide open to accommodate me. I got in close and immediately picked up the
fragrance of growing boy, that heady mixture of hormones, sweat, balls, and
ass, that can have a tendency to drive me crazy, provided it wasn't too
strong and Paul's scent wasn't. It was perfect.

I started by simply putting my face in his crotch and taking in the
intoxicating fragrance before licking his balls a little bit, and what
balls they were. The kid was hung that's for sure and I wondered briefly
how much sperm they were going to give up when called upon to perform. I
pulled his cock toward me, reveling in the warmth and rigidity of him. The
head was shiny from seeping precum, that elixir of the Gods, and I took the
liberty of licking the sweet juice from the swollen flesh before taking him
into my mouth.

"Gaaawwd," the young teen groaned, and I began bobbing up and down, working
mostly the head of his cock. I kept my lips tight so that it stimulated the
ridge of the corona each time I passed over it. Tavin placed both hands on
the sides of my head as if to keep me in place, like I'd ever leave that
soon. I was a more than able cock sucker so took the boy to root which
caused him to moan and gasp from the intense feelings that were radiating
outward from his groin. The teen began to gently undulate his narrow hips,
gently fucking upward into my eager mouth.

I began to take more of him inside my mouth and managed to get down far
enough for my nose to touch his pubic hair and causing him to moan
loudly. I do love sucking a boys' cock and Tavin had a very nice one
indeed. In fact it was most likely the nicest boy cock I'd had in some
time. As I told him, I didn't get to be with boys often, maybe once or
twice a year, so he was treat just by being a boy. Being a hung boy made it
all that much better.

"I could cum pretty soon," he said, "if you want me to." I was conflicted
about that. On the one hand I did want him to cum and I wanted to see him
shoot. On the other hand, if there was more action to be had I didn't want
his ardor to wane because he'd already cum. Then again, he did say that he
had a record of 14 orgasms in one day. I never got half that many. Well,
maybe once or twice I did.

"That is entirely up to you Tavin," I said as I continued to stroke his
cock then lowered my head and licked his balls a little bit.

"I love cumming and I can do it again. Do you want to cum too?" I didn't
have the degree of recuperative powers that a teenage boy did, but I could
cum and still maintain some semblance of arousal as well as the desire to
perform.

"I don't share the intensity of desire that you do but if seeing me cum is
important to you then, sure, I can do that. But before we go there what are
your plans or desires after you cum? Do you want to keep playing or go on
your merry way?" He didn't need to think about that for more than a second
or three.

"I want to keep doing stuff," he responded then in a softer voice said, "I
might even want to be fucked." If that wasn't a declaration I didn't know
what was. Since I was between the kid's long legs I kept my hand on his
cock and began to jack him off, but he stopped me.

"If you don't mind Paul I'd like to do it myself. I love jacking off almost
as much as cumming especially with someone else. Maybe you could do it
alongside me." I had no problem with that. Watching a boy love himself is
one of those things that I never tire of. Thank god for Omegle, Chaturbate,
TOR and other web sites where one can find boys or videos of doing just
that. I got up and sat next to him, shoulders and legs resting against each
other and we got down to business.

I don't know that there's much to really say about the experience other
than it was fun to watch. Tavin rubbed his belly, rubbed up his chest and
brushed a finger back and forth across a nipple before tweaking it a little
it. The hand then moved back down and onto his thigh, rubbed there a bit
before moving to cup his inner thigh, his finger between it and his large
smooth sac o'balls. It was interesting watching him jack off because his
balls weren't jumping around, they were too heavy. But the did move inside
their smooth skin, rising and dropping as he stroked himself.

The primary sounds in the RV were heavy breathing and the squishy sound of
the boy jacking off. He was seeping precum like crazy and most of it
remained inside his fleshy had. It sounded just like it had in the restroom
only louder. As his fist pumped up and down I could see his fingers tighten
and relax. Likewise I watched his flat taut belly muscles also flex and
relax, either by design or simply as a reflex to the intense feeling that
rushed though his adolescent body.

Two of Tavin's fingers were wrapped around his closest testicle for a
moment and I knew that he was getting off on the feel of the egg moving as
he sort of held it. After a moment he put the fingers with the other ones
then slowly pulled his hand up but before it came out he hooked his fingers
under his balls which then tugged them upward along with the hand. All the
while he continued to stroke his raging boner, sliding his foreskin back
and forth over the head. When his sac reached its full extension he let his
balls down gently but not all the way, only about half way then cupped and
tugged on the soft bag. He saw me watching and gave me a lopsided grin.

"I love my balls. I love balls in general, almost more than I love cock,"
he said in a husky voice.

"That's quite a coincidence Tavin because I feel the same way." He
suggested that maybe we could play with each other's balls while we jacked
off and since I couldn't fault that suggestion said okay. Side by side
wasn't the best way to achieve that so I made a suggestion, which Tavin
agreed to. That said, I stood up and he scooted all the way back onto the
seat and once comfortable I straddled his thighs then settle down onto
them.

"This is pretty fuckin cool," he said. Since the seat was deep our bodies
were close but not cramped together so there was room to stroke our cocks
and feel on each other's balls with room to spare. So that's what we
did. Two boys sharing an experience that was as ancient as man. I guess the
word "boys" was a little off the mark but still, one gets the idea.

We both were looking down, watching the motions of our hands. The better
part of the view for me was seeing Tavin's foreskin action from above,
watching the reddened tip of his cock head appear and disappear because of
the moving skin. As I said before, the boy seemed to make a fair amount of
precum, so everything was shiny from the seeping liquid.

Tavin slowly raised his head and we had eye contact if it can described as
such because his eyes were all but closed from the feelings of lust raging
through his young body. "Fuck I love this so much," he said in a deepened
voice, "so much. I could do it all day." Indeed, I was sure he could and in
fact it sounded like he had at least once.

"It's hot for me too Tavin, sitting like this and besides, doing with a boy
as cute as you are makes it even that much better." The attempted a slight
smile as his eyes went to my lips then back to my eyes and he slowly moved
his head forward. I did the same, tilting my head as I moved, and moments
later our lips met and we engaged in some gently kissing that quickly moved
to a more passionate engagement.

Tavin finally broke the kiss saying, "Fuck I really need to cum Paul." And
at that he began jacking his thick young cock with more energy while I
worked on his balls. He asked me to tug on them, so I encircled the base of
his sac with my thumb and middle finger like a cock ring and causing the
eggs to rest against the palm of my hand. At that point I was able to pull
on the entire works and fondle them at the same time.

"Oohhh fuck yes, fuck yes," Tavin moaned. His hand had become almost a blur
as he loved himself, bringing his young excitable body to a crash
crescendo. "Fuck I'm gonna cum soon, I'm gonna cum soon, I can feel it in
my balls. My sperm is gonna shoot out soon, here it comes Paul, here's my
delicious sperm." A moment later it was like a fountain went off.

Tavin kept his foreskin retracted and slowed his stroke considerably. The
first squirt was a healthy glob of white goo that popped up about an inch
out of his cock and came down on his pubic bone, while the second one
cleared his swollen cock head by 6 inches at least. It was a long thick
stream of juice, most of which ended up coming down on the top side of his
cock head and puddling in his closed fist. Typically, the tail end of it
went the other way. There were 3 more jets of the stuff that didn't go far
but the next one was another long thick stream. The stuff was coming down
over his finger and onto his balls, while other bits dotted his thigh and
pubic bone and the rest created a hell of a puddle in his closed fist.

Tavin's cock finally quit spurting but continued to ooze sperm, the
following the lead of all the rest of his copious offering and running down
over his fingers or thumb, the latter due in part to the fact that the
puddle in his fist was overflowing.

"Goddamn boy," I said appreciatively. He finally let go of his seeping cock
but his finger couldn't help but poke at the slowly wilting flesh. I began
to work my cock with a vengeance and a moment later I began firing off
globs of sperm that shot over his cock and landed on his lower belly, pubic
bone, softening cock and his balls. While my ejaculation wasn't on par with
his it was still a large amount goo and as my dick went into oozing mode
Tavin commented on it.

"That's hot to watch Paul. None of my friends make that much of sperm."
That said, Tavin ran his fingers through my cum the put the fingers to his
mouth. "Not bad. Maybe I should have you cum in my mouth some time."

"I'd be more than happy to cum in your mouth Tavin. Meanwhile, let get
something to clean you up." I got up and got a box of tissue and went about
grooming the boy, cleaning off the copious amount of sticky cooling cum
from his body. In cleaning his balls I couldn't help but admire the size of
his sac, certainly larger than 13 year old I'd ever seen.

"Now what," he asked after he was cleaned up.

"Whatever you'd like sweet boy." Tavin went into the classic "let me think"
pose, his fingers tapping his chin while the elbow on that hand rested in
his other palm. Before he could answer a light chime sounded.

"Fuck, a text," he said and bent to snag his jeans then fumble through the
pockets to drag out his cell phone. After a few finger taps on his screen
the boy idly scratched his balls as he read the text. "shit," he said, "I
gotta go. I guess my aunt and cousin just got into town so I have to go
home."

Disappointed; yes, I was but I thought for a moment. Home, meant that he
most likely lived somewhat close to the park and since I only lived some 22
miles from there myself all things were possible. As Tavin retrieved his
briefs I asked him about it and he said yes, he lived close by.

"What do you think about possibly getting together then since I don't live
that far away either?" His brightened and he grinned.

"That would be awesome Paul. I really do want you to fuck me, I've decided,
so that would be great. You know, maybe my cousin and I both could come to
your house or something. My cousin, well, he really isn't a cousin he's a
foster kid, is really cute and really likes doing sex stuff. In fact he's
one of the boys that I've fucked. He's 11 years old and he's really sweet
but also really horny. I bet he would want you to fuck him too."

I had no problem with that and I said so, although it had been 2 score of
years since I'd bedded a preteen boy.

"Do you think maybe we could spend the night at your house? I mean, it
would be totally cool if we didn't have to go home or be somewhere. I can
easily say we're staying at a friend's house."

"I don't see why not and I agree, it would be nice if we could actually
spend some time together and not feel rushed." That said I gave him my cell
number although I didn't ask for his; he would either offer it or not. As
he tugged his shoes on we talked about where we each lived then how he was
going to get to my house, which he wasn't sure. I suggested that if his
parents weren't into heavy duty checking that I could be the dad to a
friend of his and could come pick him and his cousin up. The kid brightened
at that idea and said that no, his parents were pretty chill, and it could
play out that way. I asked him what he had in mind as a time for this to
happen. The boy looked at me with a slightly evil grin and said,

"What are you doing tonight?"

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