Date: Thu, 24 Sep 2020 12:34:44 +0000 From: Tom UK Subject: "Steve Under Canvas" - Adult / Youth and Camping I`d love to hear your feedback on this story, you can message me anytime at tomukis2@protonmail.com. I am also happy to support other authors, new or experienced, in any way I can. Thank you for all the messages of support from my first story – it has been great to connect with you guys. This story involves sex between a young teenage boy and an older man. If you are offended by this sort of material, then please read no further. Sex with underaged boys is illegal and I do not recommend it. Don't forget to donate to nifty! Based on true events. This story follows "Steve & The Shower Block" (if you like to read things in order) Steve Under Canvas By Tom UK For the rest of that day, I couldn't get what had happened in the Shower with Steve out of my mind. We had so many troop activities planned throughout the day but even they couldn't distract me from remembering what it felt like to have Steve, my Boys Brigade Leader, on his knees sucking on my dick that morning. Steve didn't hold back on the flirting with me during the day; every now and then I would catch his eye and he would wink and smile knowingly. A couple of times I caught him running his hand across his bulging shorts. All I could think about was meeting him later and getting the chance to try sucking him off. At one point in the day, I went to the loo and caught Steve's eye on my way. He followed me and we stood at the urinal together pissing and watching each other's cocks grow and get hard. "You still OK to come to my tent after lights out?" Steve asked "erm, yeah Steve, I'd like that." My eyes were glued to his thick cock as I spoke, watching him roll his foreskin back and forwards. "nice one little fella, I'll see you then." Steve pushed his cock back in his trousers, smiled, ruffled his hand through my hair, and headed out. I too zipped up and realised I was tense with anticipation. My dick was so hard and my balls ached. I took a deep breath, washed my hands, and headed back outside. Later that day, we all sat at the trestle tables as we had dinner in the mess tent. It was a rowdy and loud event so each table had one of the troop leaders sat at it. Steve sat at the head of my table, to begin with but slowly worked his way around sitting and chatting next to each of the boys throughout the dinner. When dessert came, he arrived next to me and I felt my skin prickle as his leg settled next to mine. He continued to chat across the table as if it was no big deal and all seemed totally normal to everyone else. It wasn't for me though. No-one else could see that Steve's left hand was now resting on my thigh, just below the hem of my shorts. His fingers were gently stroking across my kneecap and I felt paralysed and frozen to the spot. The hairs on the back of my neck stuck up as I felt a finger trace along the inside of my thigh. I could feel my boner straining against my shorts as tried to steady my breathing and act as if nothing were happening. Steve was seducing me, teasing me and making sure I would visit his tent that night. His hand moved further up my leg and I could feel the rough skin of his fingers brushing on my smooth thigh. I squeezed my legs together catching his hand as is moved over my hard dick, feeling his strength and purpose. Then I released to let him continue exploring. I dropped my hand down to meet his and he took it tightly in his grasp, all the while keeping the conversation above the table going as we debriefed on the day's events. Still holding my hand, he pressed my palm against his bare thigh, and I could feel the coarseness of his hair. Slowly, he drew my hand towards the front of his shorts until I could feel the heat and swell from his cock and balls. "Steve, can you give us a hand over here?" another troop leader called, interrupting our under the table play. "Be right there Dave" Steve replied. And with that Steve said goodbye to my mates around the table, made his excuses, and got up to leave. He smiled, winked at me and headed away. Darkness fell and we were sent to our tents. We were all pretty whacked from the day and I was surprised that my tent mates fell asleep pretty quickly. I waited for a good 10 minutes well after I thought they were asleep just to be sure and then I quietly got out of my sleeping bag. I was wearing just a pair of underpants and a t-shirt. I unzipped the tent the least amount possible before slipping out and into the night. The sky was peppered with stars and a bright half-moon hung like a lantern in the sky. It wasn't cold, but I felt a shiver run over me as I headed towards Steve's tent. I wasn't sure I was doing the right thing, but I knew that what I was doing was what I wanted. "Steve?" I whispered when I arrived at his canvas tent. I was careful to keep my voice down because even though there was plenty of space between the pitches, I know noise carries easily outside and I didn't want to alert anyone else to my being there. I heard movement inside and then the zip slowly opening. I ducked down and climbed in. Steve had a dull lamp towards the back of the tent with a t-shirt slung over it. It didn't so much provide light as it just kept the darkness at bay – enough see slight outlines. My eyes adjusted quickly though and I could see Steve sat on the floor. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. His legs were wide open and he rested his arm across his knees. He took my hand and pulled me in, so I was sat with my back to his chest between his legs. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear. "Glad you came Tom; it feels great to cuddle you like this. We have to try and keep quiet so we can only whisper in each other's ear ok?" I turned my head back slightly towards him. "Yes," I said. As I spoke, I could feel his lips near mine and his warm breath near me. He leaned in slightly and I felt him kiss me. I responded and kissed him back, he parted his lips and I felt his warm tongue enter my mouth. He pulled me in closer to him and I could feel his cock harden against my back. His hands were now running all over my body and we broke our kiss as he pulled off my t-shirt. "You're so sexy," he said. "I hope you like the way I touch you". "I do," I said, "it feels really nice". He took off his t-shirt too and I could feel the heat from his chest on my back. His hands were running up and down my thighs and over my bulging hard dick that was straining against my underwear. Then he changed and kept one hand on the front of my pants while the other started gently caressing my nipples. I felt his hand slip under the elastic of my underwear and, as his fingers started to play with my dick, I could feel him pushing his cock into my back. Oh god, it felt so good. "Why don't we lay down?" he whispered in my ear. Then he kissed my neck and led us down together. His strong arms wrapped around me and before I knew it, he was on his back and I was led on top of him. In the dim light, I could see him smiling and I smiled back too. This time I kissed him and as I did, I felt his hands run down my back and into my underwear as he began to massage my pale white arse cheeks. My legs naturally dropped to either side of his torso and I felt myself pushing my dick into his stomach. He shuffled me down so our dicks touched through our underwear and it felt amazing. I pulled my pants down, freeing my dick and lifted myself up so Steve could do the same. He immediately pulled me back onto him and I felt the heat from his crotch against me as his huge cock began grinding on mine. I moaned and pushed my hands down on his chest as I rubbed my small dick all over his hard cock and balls. It was now or never, and I am not sure where I got the courage to do so, but I slipped down Steve's legs so that my head was level with his crotch. I could smell a musky man scent and licked his heavy ball sack and then hesitated. "It's alright" he whispered to me "take your time, just think how good it felt when I did it to you yesterday." That was all the encouragement I needed as I went back to his rock hard and thick cock. I licked from the base up a good 7 inches to the tip and got my first taste of adult pre-cum. I liked it and placed my mouth over his helmet as I tried to suck out more, licking his slit as it went into my mouth. Steve was propped up on his elbows watching me as I began to take more of his cock into my mouth. I moved my mouth slowly up and down his thick cock, it was so big and hard and I could only just get it in my mouth. Steve let out a quiet moan a led down again. His hand reached up and he ran it through my scruffy blonde hair, applying and releasing pressure in rhythm with my movements. He began holding my head still as he pumped his cock up and down inside my mouth. I reached down and fondled my dick which was hard as a nail. It felt awesome and I could feel my orgasm rising. Steve pulled me up off his cock and back to his chest where we kissed again and he ran his fingers across my arse cheeks and into my crack. His fingertips prodded at my tight hole and I pushed back liking how it felt. "Turn around" Steve whispered, but I didn't understand what he meant. I started to move and he gently guided me around so I was facing his cock and he had a full view of wide open arse. My knees were either side of his chest and my cock and balls hung freely in front of his face. I went back to sucking Steve's cock , it tasted so good. I felt his fingers all over my hole, and then I felt something warm and wet – I turned to see Steve propped up with his face in my arse. He was licking my hole and pushing his tongue against it trying to go deeper. It felt like nothing I had experienced before and I pushed my arse back at him wanting to feel more. He groaned as I continued to move my head up and down over his cock. I grabbed the warm thick base of his rod and started to wank him into my mouth. I could feel him push a finger into my arse and I moaned in pleasure. By now my cock was rubbing against his chest and I could feel my pace quicken as I humped over and over. Steve worked his finger in and out of my hole and I in turn pumped my hand up and down over his cock. Before I knew it, I was climaxing and pushing down hard as watery cum spurted from my dick all over Steve's tummy. A moment later and Steve's body tensed, his legs clenched, his back arched and my mouth was filled with hot cum. I swallowed eagerly, wanting to taste it all as I felt Steve's cock throb and pulse in my mouth. Waves of pleasure rippled through me and I turned and collapsed on Steve's chest. I could see the broad grin on his face and he pulled me closer to kiss me deeply, tasting his cum on my tongue. We led like that for a while and then I slipped to his side and we spooned as his fingers gently ran across my body. "You OK Tom? Was that alright?" Steve asked. "It was amazing Steve," I said "We'd better get cleaned up and you'd better go back to your tent Tom. I'd like you to stay but we'd get in trouble." "It's ok, I know Steve. This is our secret." I pulled my t-shirt and underwear back on. Steve kissed me again. I unzipped the tent and headed back out into the darkness of the campsite. I quietly got back into my tent slipped into my sleeping bag. I felt amazing and had a smile from ear to ear. I let me hand wander down to my dick and gave it a squeeze remembering how good Steve's finger felt in my tight hole. "Did you have fun?" Ian said. I turned to the side and saw Ian's face smiling at me. I was shocked but had prepped for this and said, "I just had a bad stomach, been stuck on the loo". "Yeah, right," Ian said. "I went to the toilet block and there wasn't a soul in there. I want to hear everything that has been happening." "It's nothing, we must have just missed each other," I said. "I reckon you were with Steve. I've seen how he is around you; you know. Like I said, I want to hear everything you got up to." And with that, I felt Ian's hand reach out of his sleeping bag and make a grab for my dick through the top of mine.