Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 19:54:42 -0800 From: chucketal@email.com Subject: CAMPING IN ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WARNING: If you are offended by sex between men, sex between a boy and a man, sex between boys, sex between teenaged boys, sex between a man and a teenager or any combination thereof--where some of them may be related by blood, marriage or just plain lust-- you definitely shouldn't be reading this story. If this type of sex is illegal or immoral in your particular state, province, country, stop reading now and go away. If, according to your local laws, you're under age, no fair peeking below. These stories are fantasy based upon real events that took place in my life. Some of the following events may contain graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and MINOR boys Any resemblance to any particular boy, man, teenager, penis or other anatomical part is just your over-active imagination. Some of the following story depict unprotected sex. It's fantasy. You are reality. Practice safe sex. I do not condone either incest or child abuse, however boy-love-sex as described in the following experiences are a matter of fact and I make no excuses for what happened to me in the past. Copyright (c) 1997 by Chucketal. All rights reserved. You have the right to download this story to keep on your computer, and to print a hard copy if you preserve the title, warning and copyright notice. You do not have the right to repost this, pass it on to anyone, or use it for commercial purposes. You have my permission to enjoy this story as stated above and let other know where to find it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is the one of many experiences I plan to write about and post for everyone to read. All of these stories are based upon fact. I have changed the names of the people and the places where they took place to protect the "guilty". If you like what I have written, please drop me an e-mail. If any of the people involved in the stories are reading this, please send me an e-mail. I would love to hear from you. This is one of a series of personal experiences for your personal entertainment. Feel free to tell others how to find them. Follow-up experiences will be posted shortly, if they have not been already. If you enjoy these adventures, please email me at I welcome and appreciate suggestions, constructive comments or corrects to my writings. submitted by chucketal@email.com Copyright 1997 by Chucketal Keene, NH Copyright Notice I freely distribute my writings and do not charge any fee for that service or a fee to access them. You may not change or distribute my writings in any way as included in my copyright notice. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FINAL WARNING: If the subject of man/boy sex offends you, if this material is illegal in your place of residence, or if you are under the legal age for such material, do not read further! This story is intended for adults only. You should know whether you want to be reading this or not! You have been warned! Read at your own risk! [Parts of my humble beginning are NOT meant to be erotic in content but help to set an understanding for later experiences. If you choice to skip this portion you may well not understand the reasons for later events. They were originally written for my entertainment and became good therapy. I share my writings for your enjoyment. If they become more than reading enjoyment to you or you wish to add your thoughts and emotions to mine, please feel free to email me. Enjoy!] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1951 AGE TEN - SPRING BUSINESS TRIP WITH RALPH - CAMPING IN ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~10.2 April 1951 allowed me a week of school break. My stepfather, Ralph, expected that he and I could go off together while he did business at a nearby city. As the time approached I got more and more excited about our trip together. I hoped secretly for some adventure. Ralph had recently bought a wood sided 1951 Ford station wagon. It had two large heavy side doors and a two part rear door. The rear seat folded down and made plenty of room to haul our camping or fishing gear. The week before the trip, I helped Ralph get out the fishing gear to clean it and make it ready for spring and summer fishing. We thought we would have plenty of time to drown a few worms on the trip. Fishing was a great relaxer for Ralph, and I came to enjoy the peacefulness. He and I packed our clothing and personal items for the trip, days ahead of time. That was my first real vacation, except for going to visit with grandparents, and I was not sure what I would need to have with me. Ralph was used to doing trips and was very helpful to me in planning and thinking about what I would need to take. The long awaited day finally arrived for us to leave. The Sunday night before, I found it difficult to sleep, anticipating all the possible events to come. That Monday morning I over slept from not getting to sleep the night before. I was disappointed because I wanted an early alert start. Instead, I was half asleep most of the morning. After breakfast I took a shower, which helped a little. All our belongings were in the new car the night before. Ralph and I said our good-bye to the family and rode off in the gray of the day. We rode for about two hours before I woke up for the day. Ralph let me sleep until I came around on my own. He looked at me and said, "I suspect you did not sleep well because of the excitement of the trip". After about another half hour we came to a small country rest area with a large pond next to it. We stopped for Ralph to rest for a few minutes while we enjoyed the pleasant scene. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ralph thought it would be nice for us to visit a friend of his, who owned a summer camp near there. He said it had been about two years since he had heard from Neal or his wife, Gail. He said, "We will enjoy the visit in fresh air and sunshine there". The sun was shining brightly by then. Ralph told me, Neal and Gail had three sons and two adopted boys from some country in South America. After our rest of about half an hour and part of a sandwich and a drink from Mother's lunch box, we moved on to the next town where we stopped for Ralph to call Neal and Gail. Ralph found that Neal was just leaving toward town for supplies or something and would be glad to meet us at a local land mark. In about twenty minutes we meet Neal in front of the local hardware building. He said he was going to be only a few more minutes and asked us to follow him into the hardware and grain store to pick up a few items. After a short while, Neal was ready to return home. We traveled some several miles down the main road until we turned left onto a well maintained gravel road with a paved entrance. Neal stopped his pick up truck just after our turn, to open a gate to let us in. The road curved a few times past the outer gate and went up slightly through a wooded path until we approached another gate. It was not possible to know there was a camp in the woods, unless you were told. When we arrived inside the summer camp grounds, I was pleased to see horses near a small barn not far from the main house. I had never had the opportunity to ride horses, but enjoyed seeing them. I assumed this summer camp to be the type for summer exercise and sports in the outdoors or crafts and such, like I had heard a Boy Scout camp might be. It was nearly lunch time and we were invited to eat with them. Neal's boys were all in school that time of day and were not expected home for another three and a half hours. They had to ride the school bus for nearly an hour before getting home. After a lunch of raw vegetables and fruits, Ralph and I were shown around the place. The horses were used for the pleasure of the guests and for wagon or sleigh rides in the winter. There were several out buildings such as the stables and a sauna. Next to the sauna was a very large building that looked like a large barn. Upon entering the building entrance it was easy to see it was not a barn. There was beautiful stone tile on the floor, real plants in one corner of the room and lots of natural light from over head. The smell of water was very strong at first. Around the corner was a frosted glass entrance into a huge spectacular swimming pool. The sun poured down from the overhead glassed sections of the roof and high windows causing the water to sparkle as it moved. Set back from the edge of the pool were round tables with colorful umbrellas and matching chairs. On the floor nearest the wall corners and posts were live plants sunning themselves. Up a long stairway there was a balcony. Off the balcony were game rooms for cards, pool or other things. Under the balcony and stairs were the changing rooms, complete with showers and lockers. In each shower room were rest rooms and other facilities for the men or women. I came to understand the camp was for year round use. In the cool seasons the resort was for the well off and their families to get away from the pressures of life. Warm weather was reserved for families with younger children and camp counselors. In between seasons, such as then, the camp was used for family group functions. It happened to be, they were expecting their first family camping of the year that very week. Later that afternoon, three light and two dark complected boys joined the family after their trip from school. The youngest was about seven and the oldest was nearly fourteen. The oldest two went off to do homework. As I suspected, Ralph was interested in fishing the small lake adjoining the property. The next thing I knew he and I were on the lake in a small row boat fishing for the late afternoon. I found the warm sun made me sleepy while Ralph and I drowned worms. The boat was plenty wide enough for me to stretch out for a little rest. The gentle breeze rocking the boat put me to sleep for over an hour. Ralph woke me to announce he had enough fishing for the time and was getting tired and hungry. So off to shore he rowed. When we arrived at shore we were greeted by the two youngest dark skinned boys and the next to the oldest white boy. They had completed their assigned home work and were about to complete evening chores. I was invited to participate if I wished. Before their evening meal the boys cleaned the grounds or buildings and feed the horses. I was told I could put out feed for the wild animals and birds. It did not take us long to finish up with the chores. To work up an appetite the boys generally swam until dinner time. I was told I was welcome to join in their swim. The next to the oldest boy was about my age and seemed to escort me about the place. He and I went to the pool together and along the way we talked about the camp and other boy things like school mates. When we arrived at the pool, the other boys were swimming or playing in the water. To my surprise they were not wearing any clothing. My escort had failed to inform me we were to swim nude. When he filled me in, he explained that they always swam nude since they were first able to swim. In fact, he further explained that they were nude most of the time if the weather permitted. He said they wore clothing only for comfort or protection when they were home. To my surprise, the older dark boy added that some of the guests did the same. It was further explained, that during the family times clothing was optional as well as it was in the summer. By then I was accustomed to swimming nude with friends at our neighborhood swimming hole. There was a lot of fun that evening as we played and swam. A few times I felt a little embarrassed by the stimulation I was getting from seeing the boys nude. For some reason, it seemed to me that, my escort, Abe was staying very close to me. About a half hour later the youngest of the white boys announced that we needed to prepare for the dinner meal or be left out. I watched the boys get dressed, as I put on my clothing. As I did so, I could not help being watched back especially by my escort. Abe's oldest brother, Bart, at about fourteen, showed dark pubic hair under and around his crotch and a crop under each arm. He impressed me as a quiet boy who kept his eyes open as he viewed me and Abe from a distance. On the way to the dining area, my escort, Abe, asked if we intended to stay over for the night. I was not aware of any plan to do so, even though we were invited to do so by Neal and Gail earlier. The family dined in the camp dining building, rather than their private quarters. It was a single story building closest to the entrance to the camp. I was lead to believe it was easier for food delivery people to come and go without interrupting camp activities. During dinner, Neal insisted that we not go out to a hotel for the night, but instead stay there with them. Ralph agreed to the arrangement only if he could leave early in the morning to see his client some distance away. Abe, without any apparent prompting, asked the group, if there would be any problem if I stayed with them for the night at the bunk house. He added that he hoped I would be there when he returned from school the next day. Neal asked Gail if she could use help the following day while she did errands in town. She hoped she could have my company since the boys were all in school. Ralph stated that his day might be long and tiresome for me. He hoped I would not be an inconvenience to them. He was assured things would be great and not to worry about me. Abe sat next to me at the dinner table and reached his hand over to my bare knee to express his excitement to my stay. His face beamed at me as he said I would have a great time with them. After dinner the family, with Ralph and I, stayed at the table for a long time visiting. After a time the oldest boy, Bart, was asked by Gail to take the youngest boys over to the bunk house and get them ready for bed. Abe asked me if I would go with him to his room at the bunk house or go over later. I agreed that I might like to join him rather than listen to the adults tell more stories. We slowly walked down the path and chatted until we reached the edge of the woods. There we entered a two story building resembling a small barn with large windows and a balcony for each floor. Once inside we were in a hall way with rooms on one side. At the third door down the hall, Abe opened the door, turned on the light and invited me in. To my surprise it looked like we were in a hotel room. The room had a large bed with the usual furnishings and an adjoining bathroom. Without ceremony, Abe removed his shirt and swim shorts. Abe was well developed for his age. His penis was nearly the size of his older brother at about three and a half inches soft. He was beginning to grew pubic hair like Bart. There were signs of dark hair in his crotch and a little dark hair under his arms. He sat on the edge of the bed and asked if I was going to undress for bed. I was use to wearing my underwear to bed and undressed down to that point. Abe immediately told me they all wore no clothing at night and asked if I minded him not wearing anything. I let him know I did not mind and told him I preferred to go nude at night. He responded by telling me I should feel free. I proceeded to remove my underwear and got into bed. Abe turned on a bed light, walked over to the light switch at the door and turned off the overhead light. I laid there in bed and watched his nude body perform thewalking tasks. There was no doubt Abe knew I was watching him. When he returned to the bed he asked if I would mind if he touched my skin. I did not hesitate to agree to the stimulating experience although I was not sure how much or where he intended to touch my skin. He threw back the covers from me and looked at my nudeness for a few minutes. As he sat up in bed I could see I was stimulating him to develop an erection. The sight of him made me get excited and started to inflate my three inch soft penis. Abe reached over with his hand and placed it upon my stimulated breast. I thought my nipples were going to pop off my chest. He rubbed my chest and nipples with his soft hand until they and my penis were fully erect. It was easy to see that Abe was very much at attention at that point. He continued to rub me gently down my body, until he reached my abdomen, at which time he ventured to ask if I would mind him continuing down my body. I smiled up at him and said I did not mind. Next, he slid his hand down over my young pubic fuzz just above my erect five inches of throbbing penis. His hand moved back and forth across my lower abdomen, thrilling me with every move up against the top base of my erect shaft. As I looked down I could see a fine clear liquid beginning to form at the slit of my penis. I was a little embarrassed at my precum, not knowing Abe's development. Abe moved himself closer to me and I could see that he was also wet with anticipation. As he came closer he bent his head over in the direction of my midsection. I suspected his lips were about to take part in the action. His tongue moved around his moist pink lips before darting in and out a few times. As he bent over my midsection, he kissed my abdomen just above the pubic fuzz and stuck his warm moist tongue into my navel. I thought it was going to send my mind into a spin. The sensation was something to deal with. I did not want to eject semen at that point in time and looked around the room to get my mind off the scene. Abe lifted his head, looked down at my face, smiled and asked if I liked his tongue touching me. I told him it felt the best I had ever felt. Without further conversation, Abe sent his tongue down to the head of my leaking penis to lick up the sticky clear precum. The sensation was so stimulating, that I had a very hard time controlling an ejection. I had always come to that point very quickly and did not want to ruin the evening's pleasure. It was always necessary to get my thoughts off in a less stimulating situation. It was okay while Abe licked at my penis or testicles, but when he slid his hot lips over the head of my penis, I went into another world of feeling. I softly told Abe I would eject easy, if he kept that up. He responded that he was ready when I was. His sucking and tongue rubbing began to build up the pressure in my testicles. I humped up and down involuntarily with his sucking. The more I humped, the more and harder he sucked. Suddenly, I could not hold back any longer. I informed Abe he should remove his mouth before I filled it with my juices. He briefly broke long enough to tell me he wanted my juices for his night's desert. It did not take him long to get me back up to speed again. In about two minutes or less I thrust with all I could into his mouth and gave him the warning that I was shooting my juices. Abe hummed something and slowly sucked and rubbed his tongue up and down my shaft as to not lose any drop of juice from my loins. I am sure my young testicles sent forth sweat juices into Abe's mouth. He gently sucked up and around the head of my penis until he had all those sweat flavors in his mouth. To make sure, he sent his tongue around the head and slit until it was clean and soft. It may have been a cool evening to start with, but it surely got warmed up. I was out of breath and trying to catch up to it, when Abe laid down next to me, with his young hard penis in his hand. He looked me straight in the eye and asked if I would let him give it to me up my rectum. I recalled the pleasant response my body had once before and agreed to his desire. I took a deep breath, rolled over on my stomach and placed a pillow under my midsection. Abe said that was good, but asked if he could do it to me from the front. I was not sure what he meant, but I was willing to play the game his way. I rolled back on to my back to wait further instructions. He told me to lift my buttocks while he put the pillow under my lower back. With my crotch and genitals elevated, Abe slid in close between my legs as he pushed them open wider. He took hold of each leg and placed them upon his shoulders, causing my position to expand greater for him. I watched as he spread my butt cheeks to make his target clear. He took aim and moved his body and hips closer into me, until his moist, hot penis head touched its target. I felt my rectal entrance tighten as the head of his penis contacted it. He told me to hold my testicles up and think relaxing thoughts to allow my cavity to open more easily to his shaft while he rubbing his leaking precum around the head some more. He moved his love tool up and down my butt crack until I felt him press firmly into my anus. The muscles did feel more relaxed at that point. Without warning, Abe, pressed his hips forward to allow his penis entry into me. There was the familiar pressure and pain as the anus muscle was forced open. As Abe pushed further forward, I felt his throbbing tool pass beyond the muscles to the inner lining of my rectal wall. The pressure and pain increased momentarily, before the shaft head pressed its way to the limit of its length. I felt the joy and warmth of Abe's young love muscle throbbing inside me as he paused and looked thoughtfully down at me. Abe slowly moved his hips back, pulling his bulging penis head back with them. He shifted his position slightly and pressed forward, rubbing his shaft head in my rectal lining until his testicles rested against my inner buttocks. The pain began fading. A feeling of inner stimulation came over me, causing blood to expand my penis again. Abe held onto my upper legs as he guided his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of me. Being able to see Abe face to face and watch his expressions was a wonderful part of the thrill for me. He increased his speed and the force of his thrusts into me. I could see the sweat building on his face and feel the warmth spreading through my heated body. His face clearly expressed his thrilling experience. In several minutes, Abe changed his face to express the tense sexual drive of his organs. His eyes opened wider until he finally closed them, as if he had drifted into another more pleasant world. His mouth opened as he rejoiced in his on cumming climax. I looked up at him to see his expressive face. He was breathing deeper and harder with each stroke into me. Suddenly he let out a loud groan and drove his shaft deep into my bowels. Holding himself into me for a few seconds I felt a rush of warmth inside my rectum. Abe shuttered, slid my legs off his shoulders and fell forward on top of me. With not a word, he held me tenderly while he enjoyed the after glow and caught his breath. All the while his penis was lodged inside me. A special physical and spiritual bond was made that very instant. It was not something I could explain. I could only feel the emotion within me expand to beyond anything I had ever felt before. There were times I felt something special for someone who made me feel physically good, but never as deep as that was then. The feeling was good but also sickening. It was great but sad. I thought afterward that it might have been a love I had never known until then. I rubbed Abe's back down as far as I could reach and up to the soft moist hair on the back of his neck. His nostrils shot out jets of warm air on my upper chest. As he pressed his hot wet weight against my body, I felt blood rush to my penis, letting me know it was reloaded. As I slowly let my legs down the length of the bed and embraced Abe, I humped my sore buttocks up a bit to ease the slight pain and numbness. Surely he could feel the hardening of my penis under his weight. After some time, Abe said he had better take a shower before he fell asleep on me. I told him I would not mind if he did fall asleep on me, but agreed he might want to clean up some before going to sleep. Abe slowly lifted his tired body. As he did I felt the sweat separating and pulling from us. He looked down at me with a friendly smile of admiration. His eyes spotted my erection. He mused and said I ought to take a shower before going to sleep. Seeming to be with great effort, Abe made his way to the bath room. I heard the water start running and a minute later the toilet flushed. I went into the bathroom and when I had finished using the toilet, I laid back down on the bed until Abe had finished his shower. Abe was nearly asleep when I returned for bed after a shower, so I shut off the bed lamp and turned in for the night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At about quarter to six the next morning we were awoken by a loud knock on the door. Morning came early for Abe, who needed to attend school that day. He told me I could lay back down until I was ready to get up. He said his parents would eat breakfast after the boys had left. I took some time to rest a little longer. After a leisurely breakfast with Neal and Gail, I helped them clean up around the kitchen and make a list of needs from town. Ralph had eaten with the boys and drove off to his appointment a few towns away. Neal began his day's activities while Gail and I prepared to leave for town. Gail used the pick up to haul back the list of things. The hardware was the first stop and the food store was the last. By noon we were on our way back to the camp. Neal helped us unload the contents of the pick up, once we returned. Ralph returned shortly after lunch. He visited with Neal for a time as he worked around the grounds and buildings. I mostly watched from a distance, until Ralph and I took the boat out a little while to drown more worms. The boys could be heard in the distance as they waved from the shore. Ralph said he had enough time on the water and was ready to go ashore. Neal and Gail invited us to stay over for a few days to keep them company while they got ready for guests starting the next week end. Ralph said he had an appointment to go to first, but could come back the following day. And I very much looked forward to another stay over with Abe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~