Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2018 12:12:58 -0400 (EDT)
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Subject: Camping with Josh Part 4

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Josh and Uncle Ted, his guardian, have had a splendid time on the young
man's first camping trip. Josh is heading to his sophomore year at
Northeastern University in Boston. He has talked frankly about his
sexuality and of his sexual adventures with his friend Anthony, which
opened all kinds of doors of the literal and figurative kind. The first
three parts of this series are on Nifty as well.

CAMPING WITH JOSH -- The Epilogue

RIDING HOME TO BOSTON

By Dudley Jarvis-North

     "Let's get this show on the road, Josh. I know that's a cliché,
but we really need to get moving," says Uncle Ted.

      Josh is lying near the bottom of the bed in his white Y-front Jockey
shorts, his long legs dangling over the edge. He has a beer in his hand and
a satisfied look on his face.

       "Uncle Ted, don't you wish we could stay here forever?"

       Josh is referring to Uncle Ted's camp on a lake in Maine, with its
one-room cabin where Uncle Ted and his late father Mike used to visit after
their days as Navy Seals. After Mike died, Ted took on the role as Josh's
guardian. It is late August and he invited Josh to join him at the camp
before the school year begins.

          Ted had been excited by Josh's coming of age as a camper, but
hadn't expected this trip to lead to his coming out as a gay man and the
young man seducing him after Josh adroitly asked a series of provocative
questions, including whether Ted and his dad had had sex at the camp.

         Ted, ever practical, didn't answer the hypothetical question about
staying in Maine forever. "It's a long way to Boston and you know how bad
traffic gets."

         The guys quickly tidy up the place and stuff garbage into plastic
trash bags they load onto the back of Ted's pickup. They leave the beer in
the antique wooden icebox. Josh puts on his jeans -- he's 19, 170 pounds
with a 29 waist and 34 inseam, Nike sneakers and a tight black T-shirt that
shows off his broad shoulders and smooth V-shaped body with a blond
treasure trail of hair leading up to his belly button.

     "Uncle Ted, can I drive the truck, please, please?" Josh implores in
such a sweetly plaintive voice that Ted consents. "As long as you observe
the speed limit and use good judgment."

         Josh slides into the driver's seat and Ted rides shotgun as they
head up the narrow back roads toward I-95 South. The road is bumpy but soon
gives way to a two-lane highway.

       "I had the best time, Uncle Ted... do you think we can come up here
again for a weekend before it gets too cold?"

         "I think so. Let's concentrate on your studies first. School
begins after Labor Day."

        "Great. This was the best present you ever gave me, and one thing
of yours in particular."

     Josh is referring to certain hairy body part of his guardian's, but
Ted, a bit of a stick-in-the-mud, is not comfortable engaging in sex talk
with his ward. He and Mike had done every sexual thing two guys could do,
but the emphasis was on "do." Once they headed back home, nary a word was
spoken.

           "Josh, let's concentrate on getting home safely."

          They pull onto 95 and Josh ups the speed to 65 on the Maine
Turnpike.

         They drive about 10 miles when a hitchhiker is spotted.

          "Let's give this guy a ride, OK?"

            "Let's not, Josh. He looks a little ragged."

            Josh disregards this and slows up onto the breakdown lane, 100
feet past the hitcher. "C'mon. The guy needs a ride."

        "The guy" looks to be in his mid-20s, a short 5-6 and handsome,
slim with long brown hair, dark eyes, olive skin, probably with
French-Canadian roots, like many Mainers. He has a long nose, thick
eyebrows, a full and broad mouth topped by a mustache. He's wearing Levi's,
boots, and has a Red Sox cap on his head. His khaki backpack sits in his
back. His grin is friendly.

        He jogs toward the vehicle. "Thanks, guys; I've been out here for
hours. No one picked me up. I'm John-Philip, but everyone calls me JP. I'm
heading to Boston."

      "That's where we're going, too," says the ever-friendly Josh, who
introduces himself and his guardian.

       The fellow climbs into the small bench seat behind the front and off
they go.

    "I have a new job," JP says, "and I'm a little nervous. Never lived in
a city before."

          "Ted, who is 50, Italian, handsome, 5-9 and a solid 180 pounds,
lets his natural daddy instincts take over. "I hear you about anxiety, JP."
It comes with city living. Which neighborhood will you live in?"
         "The South End. My uncle has a townhouse there and I'll have my
own space in a basement apartment. He's a great guy and I'll just have to
clean the hallways and do fix-it stuff. It's a great deal."

      "The South End is where I live," Ted says. "It's a super
neighborhood."

          "I went UMaine-Orono and I'll be working as a paralegal," says
JP.

            "Excellent. I'm a sophomore at Northeastern. We can hang out in
the city. I live nearby in Back Bay," Josh says.

         Josh mentions that he needs to pee, but the nearest McDonald's is
20 miles up the road.

     There's a rest stop coming up," JP blurts out. "I know this road. I
have to pee, too."

       A few miles along, and there it is.

         Josh pulls over into the parking lot. There is a path that leads
into the woods. JP leads the way. Ted stays near the car and stretches his
legs. "Don't take too long, guys."

           JP tells Josh there is an opening a couple of hundred feet that
is private and they reach another path that leads to a small clearing.

        JP moves toward a tree and Josh pulls up next to him and threads
his uncircumcised 7-inch penis through the fly of his Levi's and
tightey-whiteys. JP unbuckles his belt, pulls his jeans and blue
boxer-briefs down to his knees exposing his full dark bush and fat
balls. Both boys are pissing strong streams onto a tree. JP is looking
straight ahead, but Josh is boldly staring at his new friend's crotch.

      "JP, I see you're uncut like me. Isn't that unusual for an American
guy your age?"

          "My family moved to Maine when I was 10," JP says. "But I was
born in Quebec. No one there is circumcised." And he steals a glance at
Josh's meat.

          "Yours is longer than mine, but I think I have you beat in the
thick department." And JP arches his back and pushes his crotch outward.

         His penis is about 5 1/2 inches long but as thick around as it is
long. It is darker than Josh's and the meaty head is covered by an ample
foreskin that tapers well beyond the tip. His piss is streaming out of the
pucker.

        Josh, finished , takes his hand off his own dick and lightly grips
JP's. "Let me hold it. It's so thick. I need to touch it."

          JP has stopped pissing and moves his hand off his dick. "If you
keep doing that, it's going to get hard. "It already is, my friend,"
answers Josh, wrapping his fist around the fat tube of dark steak. Josh
can't take his eyes off it.

        "I love your dark fur down there. I've never touched another uncut
dick. The only two guys I've had sex with are cut."

       "Was your Uncle Ted one of those guys, Josh?"

       For once, Josh is the one embarrassed.

        "Yeah, we did stuff at his camp in Maine."

            "Wanna do stuff with me, too?" And JP puts his hands on Josh's
shoulders and urgently pushes him down onto the grass.

       Josh is quickly on his knees and moves his mouth toward JP's
dick. He runs his hand under his balls and sniffs the moist foreskin, which
still has drops of piss inside.

         JP pulls the skin back and warns that he didn't have a chance to
shower since yesterday.

       "If it's too strong for you, that's fine. We can wait till I clean
up in Boston."

      "It's not too strong," sniffs Josh, who is sniffing, then licking
vigorously inside JP's foreskin, which has a hint of cheese along the
fold. "I know how uncut dicks get. I`ll clean it for you."

        Josh's saliva is drooling from his lips and filling JP's
cockhead. JP is loving Josh's hot mouth polishing his dick and grabs the
back of his head."

     "Take my dirty dick all the way in your mouth. It needs cleaning."

      Josh works at a feverish clip, grips JP's bare butt cheeks and
engulfs his penis. He notes that while JP's dick is not as long as Uncle
Ted's or Anthony's, the two guys whose dicks he has enjoyed close up -- JP
is filling his mouth with its thickness. His lips are fully stretched in
the effort to get the beer can in his mouth.

         JP pushes the foreskin back and forth as it rests in Josh's mouth,
letting the young man savor the taste and texture of the skin sliding in
and out.

       Josh is inexperienced at sucking dick, but is eager to learn. He
breathes deeply through his nose and tries to get all of JP's meat inside
his mouth.

         JP pumps in and out while coaching Josh, with one hand holding his
left ear and the other behind his head. "It really likes your mouth, Josh;
grip it with your tongue. Relax your throat. Let me get in you all the
way."

        Josh takes it as deep as he can. He likes the taste of ripeness
under the skin; he likes the residual flavor of piss; he likes the precum
dribbing out; he likes the thrill of servicing this new buddy, of giving
the young man satisfaction. However, he's not sure what he'll do if JP
shoots in his mouth. He has never swallowed cum. Will JP expect him to?

         Suddenly, the guys hear footsteps and JP sees the looming figure
of Ted just a few feet away.

    "Jeez, that was the longest piss in history. I've been looking for you
guys for 20 minutes."

       JP pulls his dick out of Josh's mouth and Josh leaps to his feet. "I
should have texted you, Uncle Ted. We kinda got sidetracked."

        "Is that what you call it?" Ted is a little annoyed.

       "Sorry, we got carried away," says JP. "We can leave now if you
want."

       "Let's not be hasty, boys. This place looks really private, and I
see you guys are doing more than taking a piss."

           Ted stands next to JP and tells Josh to get back on his
knees. He unbuckles the belt on his tan chinos, unzips and pulls down his
red briefs, cupping his balls. His 7-inch circumcised dick is longer than
JP's but not as fat.

         He pushes it toward Josh's lips and Josh opens his mouth. Lick the
head first. I've gotten sweaty walking though the woods." Ted's irritation
with the boys has morphed into ordering the boys around.

          Josh had made Uncle Ted suck his dick at the cabin; now it's his
guardian's turn.

         Josh notes the difference in the two dicks in his company. While
JP's skin provided a cover over the head that peeled back and forth, Ted's
has a round and ample mushroom top that flares out from the shaft, proud
and free of skin. His piss slit can be tongued directly and it is oozing
sweet cum.

     Ted's dick feels good to grab onto with his lips. He licks up the
shaft and likes how his tongue stops when it meets the beveled head. Ted
peels off his polo shirt, exposing his hairy stomach and chest. He is by
far the hairiest of the three.

      Josh feels his nose enter the thicket of black crotch hair as he
takes all of Ted into his grateful mouth. He remembers that Ted didn't
shower -- there is no shower at the camp -- and his pubic hair smells
strong and feels moist with sweat.

         While this is going on, Ted barks at JP. "You, get behind me on
your knees. You know what to do." JP slides behind Ted, hunkers down, and
wraps his arms around Ted's pelvis. He pulls Ted's briefs down to his
ankles and sticks his nose in Ted's crack.

         Ted feels JP pull his cheeks apart and settle in.

         "Oh, my God, that smells so good," JP enthuses. "I can't believe
how hairy you are. I love a mature man's hairy ass,"

       "If you love it so much, why is your tongue not inside it already?"
Ted snaps, continuing to boss the young men.

         In short order, JP pokes his tongue inside Ted's crack, which is
moist, hot and tangy.

        Ted is getting double-teamed by these two studs, both young but
very different. Josh is tall, thin, blond. He's a smooth all-American
boy. JP is short and has exotic Quebecois dark looks with plenty of his own
hair.

          Finally, JP comes up for air from licking Ted's ass and says,
"Please, Ted; don't come off. I want to feel your daddy dick inside me."
And he removes the rest of his clothes and moves onto his back on the grass
and lifts his legs up and exposes his ass.

       JP's ass pelt, while plentiful, is confined mostly to the crack with
thin sprigs rising out of the crack toward his back while Ted's whole ass
is covered in hair.

          Ted, who let Josh fuck him at the cabin, is eager to switch to
his customary role as a top guy. He kicks off his topsiders, pulls off his
slacks and briefs and orders Josh to get JP ready. "Rim his ass; get him
nice and wet."

            Josh gets his face into it, spitting onto JP's lush bottom and
using his wet fingers on the sweaty area between the cheeks. His mouth
finds the sweet hole and he's rimming the third butt in his life -- all of
the guys he's done having hairy ones--his classmate Anthony, whose ass
having set his taste for Uncle Ted's butt, and now JP's.

         When Josh is finished lathering JP's ass, he climbs upward and
thrusts his pelvis in JP's face.

          "Feed him your dick while I'm fucking him, Josh. Let him suck on
your foreskin," Ted barks. And Josh pulls his Levi's and white briefs down,
his blond crotch brushing against JP's face.

         JP is pushing his ass back toward the older man and begging
Ted. "Fuck me. I need your Daddy dick."

         Ted places the circumcised head at the hole, which is surrounded
by a thicket of black hair, and teases his prey. "How bad do you want my
daddy dick?"

       "I want it bad. I haven't gotten fucked in weeks."

           Ted slides his hard cock along the hair on the crack of JP's ass
and pushes it toward the small of his back.

         Have you ever let an older guy plow your ass, JP?"

         "No, sir, but I've dreamed about it. I love older guys," he
answers.

         "Louder, JP. I want Josh to hear it."

          "Please, Daddy, please fuck my ass hard. You are so fucking hot."

         "You want me to jam it in all the way, don't you?"

           JP has to think about it.

           "I want Daddy to do whatever he wants with my ass."

            With that, Ted penetrates JP in one motion, and JP lets out a
gasp as he struggles to get over the momentary pain of taking it in one
burst. He pushes his sphincter outward and takes a deep breath.

          "You completely own my ass, Daddy. I want that."

           Ted pulls out five inches and jams it back hard. JP's ass is
tight and Ted's goal is to make it looser. After many thrusts, it is.

       Ted is feeling the young man's butt grip his penis causing the
friction that makes fucking such a pleasure.

         "You're going to take every inch, kid. Your ass knows how to
swallow a man's dick. Do you know what that means for the future?"

     "I'm not sure, sir."

     "It means you're going to get your pretty ass fucked all over Boston,
especially by me."

       Meanwhile, Josh is feeding JP his long dick. He hasn't been down to
the lake where he cleaned his foreskin since the day before. His dick is
pissy and gamey.

        JP isn't able to complain about the condition of that foreskin with
his mouth full, but suddenly his face emits a look of shock and a little
bit of fear. Josh is holding JP's head firm on his dick and whispers words
JP has never heard before while sucking a guy's cock.

       "I'm pissing in your mouth, dude. Yes, I am. You're going to taste
my juice. I saw guys do it in a porn video. Fucking hot. You're going to
drink it." Josh says with supreme confidence.

          JP's cheeks are bulging and in his concentration on this new
sensation of feeling warmth fill his mouth he has almost forgotten that Ted
is fucking his ass into tomorrow.

        "My piss is nice and sweet," Josh continues, "I know because I've
tasted it. You are going to love it."

           JP has little choice as Josh's knees are scissoring his body and
Ted has a strong hold of his hips down below. "Swallow, or you'll be
wearing it all the way home."

           Josh watches JP's cheeks lose their fullness and his Adam's
apple bob as his liquid gold travels down JP's throat only to see his
cheeks bulge again as his dick refills his mouth.

          Finally, Josh stops and pulls out his dick several inches and
commands JP to open his mouth wide. He reaches in his jeans for his iPhone
and sets it on video. He restarts his stream and aims at JP's mouth,
splashing onto the tongue and down the gullet as he holds the phone in one
hand while making his own little porn film.

       JP is surprised at the taste of Josh's piss. It isn't anything like
he thought it would be. It has a light flavor, slightly acidy, but the idea
of drinking a man's piss has made it tremendously exciting overall.

        "Watching my piss land in your mouth is making me crazy," Josh
boasts. "This video is going to be my prized possession."

         Josh's stream stops after about a minute and he pushes his pissy
foreskin into JP's mouth but continues to video the encounter.

          Ted has been busy drilling JP's ass. The kid has been a real
trouper, opening up for Ted's wide mushroom cap and pushing hard against
the thrusts, giving both of them maximum pleasure. Suddenly, Ted
speaks. "I'm getting close, Josh. Jerk off in his mouth as I cream his
ass. Let's see if we can seed both of his holes at the same time."

         "Let me know when you're ready," Uncle Ted. "I'm ready to shoot
anytime," Josh answers.

           "How about right now?" And Ted is arching his back and making
guttural noises. "Take my cum up your hairy ass."

          Josh feels his orgasm starting.

         "Here I cum, JP. Stick out your tongue." And his cum ropes into
the Mainer's mouth. Strands of white elastic rocket out of Josh's piss slit
and hit JP's tongue as Ted concurrently feels his dick release a sticky
load inside JP's ass.

                 JP swallows all the cum Josh has to give, which is the
biggest load he can remember ever shooting into his mouth. He swallows
every drop.

             Ted subsequently pulls out, scoops up a dollop of cum oozing
out of JP's ass and uses his finger to feed the young man.

         "Here's my semen right out of your ass. Eat it just like you did
Josh's. You're getting two different loads in your belly."

            And that's how the ride home from the camp in Maine turned into
an unexpected sexual adventure.

         The three men, exhausted, put their clothes back on and head back
to the truck.

THE END