Date: Mon, 30 Aug 2010 21:10:41 +1030 From: Aiden Reeves Subject: Camping with Sawyer Hello, this is my first story I have written. Bear that in mind when you read it, also remember that I usually write entire novels and I wrote this in about two hours. DISCLAIMER: This is my story; it is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real people, dead or alive, is purely coincidental. By reading this story you agree that you are at or above legal age in your location. Certain sexual activities that may be depicted in this story are safe only in fictional literature .That said; I hope you enjoy my story. Feedback is welcome and can be sent to me at Aiden_loveskeyboard@hotmail.com ~ ~ ~ Tyson Green, a skinny, average heighted boy from Connecticut sat grumpily in his family car. He had short light brown hair, green eyes and wore a look of resentment. His father was taking him to a ranch in Texas, as he had to meet up with an old friend and also wanted Tyson to experience a country camping time, which, as a city boy, he had never done before. There were many things Tyson had never done in his life, one was have sex. He was a 21 year old virgin. He wasn't a virgin on account of being ugly or never getting a girl, he had plenty of chances to have sex with girls; Tyson was a virgin because he was gay. He had never come out to anyone before as he knew they wouldn't accept him, but he knew he was gay from a young age. Tyson remembered when he was fourteen, he was the only boy who wasn't interested in porn or girls, and he was the only boy. This lasted from then onwards, he realised when he was sixteen what really turned him on. And that was the cock. He had many fantasies about hot young boys fucking him hard with their huge cocks, and he had always stared at boys, it was a bad habit. Tyson arrived at the ranch in a cranky mood. He didn't want to go camping, he was a city boy and that is how it was going to stay. The ranch was very big and placed just out of a very small town. Tyson looked out of his car window and saw two boys walking towards the car. One was very old and wearing the typical cowboy outfit and the other was quite young, about as old as Tyson and wore the exact outfit, but he. Was. Hot. Tyson noticed that his bulging muscles were tightly constrained in his shirt, and his jeans were fairly tight around his masculine legs and (seemingly) large package. Tyson was immediately attracted to him until he realised, this was the man he was about to camp with. "Hello there partner. This is my son Eric, but he goes by Sawyer, just like his old man." The old man said. Sawyer gave a small nod. He was even more attractive up close. His jaw was square and he had a lot of brown stubble on it. He had long shoulder length wavy brown hair and wore a cowboy hat. His eyes were dark brown, almost black and he had a look of carelessness about him. After quick introductions, Sawyer led Tyson to the horses. There was one chestnut horse and one black horse. Sawyer jumped on the chestnut horse that had a large bag attached to it, leaving Tyson for the black one. Although he had only ridden a horse once before, Tyson knew what to do and they were off. Tyson quickly learned that Sawyer was a bad-boy and that he called people by the name of "Boy" or "Lady", this made Tyson even more attracted to him. While they were out on the trail, Tyson kept telling himself to stop his thoughts on Sawyer, as Sawyer wasn't attracted to him. They got to the campsite, a flat area on top of a hill, by sunset. They roasted some bacon on the fire (that Sawyer made) and made small talk. Tyson learned that Sawyer had been kicked out of seven different schools, had been arrested three times and had lived on his ranch his entire life. Tyson also soon came to realise that there was one tent that they would share. This piece of news caused Tyson's heart to leap, his stomach to drop and his cock to twitch. He wanted to be with a slamming hottie like Sawyer before, but now that the opportunity was arising, Tyson was very fearful. He overcame his worrisome thoughts and treaded off to bed in the tent before Sawyer did. He fell asleep almost immediately as he was exhausted from the ride. Tyson awoke when he felt a warm breathing on his neck; he turned his head slowly and saw Sawyer bearing down on him. He sat up as lightly as air and extended an arm, he groped firmly around Sawyer's masculine shoulders. Sawyer nodded his head down, smiling his mischievous smirk, his dark eyes flashing. Tyson lowered his gaze and saw that Sawyer was naked; he had a very large erection. As he looked up, Sawyer grasped his face in his hands and kissed. Tyson sat up abruptly and looked around, it took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, but he clearly saw that there was no naked Sawyer sitting in front of him. But how can that be? Tyson thought, I felt the breath on my neck, I felt his lips on mine. Tyson shuddered at the thought. Do not think that, he said aggressively in his mind, you're stuck with him for another two nights. If you start having feelings for him, you might do something stupid, and he treats you like crap anyway. A thought struck Tyson, he looked around the small tent and realised that Sawyer wasn't in it. He pulled himself out of his sleeping bag and poked his head out of the tent into the cool black night. There were many stars out, unlike the city, and the moon was at its full and huge. Tyson lowered his eyes and saw that behind the still alive and flickering fire, there sat Eric Sawyer. Sawyer looked up from the fire as Tyson struggled his way out of the tent's opening. Tyson noticed that Sawyer still had his cowboy hat on; he was also wearing his boots, jeans and also his belt with the large Texan buckle. Sawyer wore no shirt. His large chest was chiselled and muscular; he had a toned body. The bright red of the fire flicked light over his lean chest. Tyson sat opposite him, his erection from the dream had faded, but his worry and thoughts had not. Sawyer was laying back casually staring deep into the fire. Tyson pretended he also was looking at the fire, but in actual fact, was staring at Sawyer. After a few uncomfortable silent moments, Sawyer looked up abruptly. "Couldn't sleep?" Tyson was taken aback. "Oh, no, I had a ... weird dream." Tyson said uncomfortably. "What about you?" "I never sleep when we're out on the trail. I always stay out and watch the stars." He said looked up towards the heavens above. Tyson only then realised just how much he loved and adored Sawyer's southern accent. Then Tyson had an urge to ask the one thing he's been dying to know. "Have you got a girlfriend?" Sawyer looked at him suspiciously with his dark eyes. "No, had one, but she was a bitch. What about you?" "No, I'm single." Tyson said with his heart lifting like a balloon. "Sometimes you gotta wish you had a girl, gets mighty lonely out here sometimes." Tyson had a fleeting image of lonely Sawyer pleasuring himself in his mind, but then shook the image away after his cock twitched. Sawyer reached over and prodded the fire with a long stick. Tyson gazed down his glorious chest. When he looked back up, he noticed Sawyer staring at him with a suspicious, yet strangely amused look on his face. "I see you're enjoying the view there Ty," he said cheekily. Tyson looked down and saw his erection was bulging noticeably in his boxers. Tyson immediately covered the tented satin with his hands. Sawyer was looking towards the sky, as he looked back down; their eyes pierced each others' gaze, brown on blue. Tyson blinked to the fire, but Sawyer continued his stare. "You're one of them queers aren't you?" Sawyer asked in his usual drawl. Tyson snapped his head back up. "No," he said quickly, but his guilty face said it all. Sawyer chuckled lowly. "I bet you wanna get fucked by me, now don't you?" He said with his evil grin. "No!" Tyson exclaimed, but Sawyer had already stood up. He walked around the fire and stood before Tyson, below his belt was in line with Tyson's eyes. "Yes you do homo; you want me to fuck you." Tyson's heart was pounding furiously and his swallowed loudly. He started to shake with excitement and anxiety. "N-No I don't," He stuttered out quietly. Sawyer leaned down and pushed back on Tyson's shoulders, Tyson tried to move but Sawyer was too strong. He pushed Tyson flat to the ground and held him there, hovering slightly above him. "You want me inside you, you gay fucker." He said aggressively. Tyson could not fight the temptation or his erection any longer. "Oh yes, yes I do," He breathed out. Sawyer dropped onto him, he breathed for a moment in Tyson's face before closing his eyes and kissing him. Tyson was sure this time was real. He felt Sawyer's warm soft lips on his; they were forcing down and opening his mouth. Sawyer's stubbled rubbed against the smooth face of Tyson. His tongue invaded the mouth and they probed each others' mouths. Sawyer let go of Tyson's shoulders and moved his hands to the ground beside his head. Tyson moved his hands gently up Sawyer's torso and over his face, he fingered through Sawyer's long wavy hair and held him down. Suddenly, Sawyer pulled roughly off of Tyson and kneeled next to him, surprised, Tyson sat up. When he sat up, Sawyer grabbed the hem of his grey tee shirt and ripped it up over Tyson's head. Tyson had a skinny body, it was not as toned as Sawyer's, yet it had some muscle build. He was virtually hairless, besides a small tuft of fuzz trailing from his belly button to his boxers. Tyson stood up, immediately, Sawyer yanked his boxers down. Tyson's cock was exposed; it was at a full erection and stood up at eight inches. He was uncut. He had the same light fuzz surrounding his balls. Sawyer also stood up, he started to unbuckle his jeans, but Tyson quickly reached out. Sawyer stopped and let Tyson unbuckle them; Tyson then pulled his pants down so that they were resting below his ass. Sawyer was wearing a pair of tight black briefs, and judging by the bulge, he was also hard. Sawyer pulled the distracted Tyson towards him by the head. Their mouths combined once more. Tyson pulled his tongue out of Sawyer's mouth as he lowered his head. He leant down and kissed Sawyer ferociously on his broad chest. He was stopped by Sawyer for a moment while Sawyer lay back in his original position. Tyson knelt down next to him and began kissing his chest once more. He licked the boy's strong manly muscles as he made his way lower. He kept kissing and tonguing until he reached the briefs. Sawyer was breathing very heavily, and he had his eyes closed. Shaking, Tyson pulled down Sawyer's briefs. His cock sprung out with a low moan from Sawyer. His cock was cut, and at a good nine inches. It was completely straight and flicked up against Sawyer's stomach. Tyson held it with his hand while he licked the swollen red head. Sawyer moaned loudly. Tyson licked down both sides of the cock and lapped at it quickly like a dog. He enjoyed the moans and groans that Sawyer was producing while he did this. Tyson licked the entire cock before letting go and engulfing it completely in his mouth. He gagged at first, but Tyson had a natural talent at this. He pulled his mouth up and down the shaft quickly while still tonguing and lapping at it. Sawyer's breaths became quick and shallow. He started to talk. "Oh, oh man, yeah boy, suck me, faster boy," Tyson pulled off for a moment to say something back. "When you cum, cum into my mouth, I want to swallow it," And with that he pulled back onto the cock. He continued where he left off, within a minute, he felt Sawyer's balls tighten next to his jaw. He heard Sawyer's breaths stop. He felt Sawyer tense his entire body. Tyson braced himself for the orgasm, and sure enough a large flow of cum spurt out of Sawyer's cock. Spurt after spurt kept coming and Tyson swallowed as much as he possibly could. A surprise to Tyson was how it tasted, it was very sweet and Tyson in fact loved the taste. When he was done, Sawyer was panting for breath and Tyson pulled off. Sawyer remained hard and Tyson's cock needed attention urgently. Sawyer sat up on his knees, and looked towards Tyson's cock. He saw it was dripping pre-cum and smirked as usual. Sawyer had caught his breath and looked deeply into Tyson's eyes. "Wanna get fucked now?" He asked. Tyson nodded. Sawyer forced him around and pushed him onto his knees. He reached under Tyson and wiped the pre-cum off his cock and used it as his own lube. Sawyer smothered his cock in Tyson's pre-cum and then placed his cock against Tyson's tight asshole. He pushed in forcefully, causing Tyson's back to arch and his body to shake. Sawyer pulled out slowly and pushed in equally as hard. He kept doing this, each time gaining speed until he had a rhythm happening. Each time Sawyer pushed in Tyson would moan loudly. Sawyer knelt up straight with his hands resting on Tyson's back, giving him balance. He thrusted hard into Tyson's ass as he clenched his jaw and closed his eyes. Tyson was in ecstasy with each thrust, and he started to dirty talk. "Oh, oh yeah, oh fuck me, fuck me cowboy, oh, oh god, don't stop, fuck me harder," Sawyer listened to the request and started thrusting more quickly and much harder than before. That put them both on the edge. Tyson lifted one hand off the ground and quickly jacked off while being fucked. He felt his balls contract. "Oh -" He yelled while cum spurted quickly and fiercely out of his cock, splattering the ground. Almost in unison, Sawyer moaned loudly and Tyson felt a warm sensation in his asshole, he felt it fill with pure cum. Sawyer dropped off of Tyson and lay gasping on the ground. Tyson pulled his boxers on and Sawyer buckled up his belt. After a few moments of gasping for breath, Tyson stood up. Sawyer continued lying on the ground and he stared deep into the fire. Tyson waited for him to say something. "Boy, you can go off to bed now. I sleep out here, with the stars." Sawyer said. Tyson turned around and crawled into their tent. He lay on his back for maybe minutes, maybe hours, thinking about how he lost his virginity. Tyson rolled over eventually and fell asleep, happily. Tyson awoke the next morning when he heard his name being called. "Boy, hey boy, get yourself out of bed. We gotta ride back into town," it was Sawyer's masculine voice. Tyson's eyes bleared open and he smiled to himself, remembering their last night adventure. He pulled himself up and jumped off his sleeping bag, and out of the tent. Sawyer was on his chestnut horse, in his full cowboy outfit, with his strong face looking downhill. "We better get going before the sun gets too high up. We don't want to get back after sunset." He said knowledgably. Tyson nodded in agreement and pulled the poles out of the tent. He then crumpled everything into the bag they brought and placed it on the back of his own horse. The previous night had been the first time he had gone camping, and the first time he had had sex. Tyson sensed that Sawyer didn't want to mention their "quality time" and kept quiet for most of the horse ride. After hours, they stopped by a lake for a rest and a somewhere to cool off in the heat. Sawyer ripped his cowboy shirt off and threw it on the ground; he continued to jump into the cool water. Noticing that Tyson had been watching him, he smirked. "You really are a queer ain't you?" He sneered. Tyson slowly nodded. "I knew it when I first saw you, you have that homo look about you," Sawyer said laughably. Tyson also pulled his shirt off, and jumped into the water, the cool water was refreshing on his sweaty skin. After a quick splash around, Tyson and Sawyer were left floating in the water. "So, did you have fun last night?" Sawyer asked with his naughty grin. "Well yeah," Tyson admitted. "Was I any good?" "Well, I don't really know. You were my first." Sawyer's grin vanished. "I'm sorry," he said eventually. "It's okay," Tyson lied. "I bet you love me now, and want us to be together?" Slowly, Tyson nodded. Before he had time to react, Sawyer gripped his face and pulled him into a vicious kiss. Their mouths mashed together in a flame of passion. Sawyer moved his hands down and pulled Tyson's waist towards him, their fronts were completely touching under the water. Sawyer pulled off and waded to the shore. Tyson followed him and lied on top of him. They started kissing again, their hands exploring each others' bodies. Soon Sawyer forcefully pushed on Tyson and rolled over, causing Tyson to be on the bottom, and Sawyer to be above him. Sawyer stopped kissing and sat up. He reached down and pulled on Tyson's pants. He started kissing Tyson while groping his already erect cock. Tyson was muffling his moans of joy in Sawyer's mouth. Sawyer started to stroke his cock slowly, the water of the lake acted as a good lubrication. Sawyer picked up his pace and started to pump quickly on Tyson, he pulled his face off him, to let the boy breathe while he was about to cum. Sawyer pumped harder and quicker than he ever had on himself. Tyson was brought to one of the best orgasms of his life; he started to yell madly while cum spurted again and again out of his cock. After he was done, he slumped back down. After a couple of breaths, he reached out for Sawyer's belt buckle; however, Sawyer pulled back un-allowing Tyson to unbuckle his pants. As Tyson gave a confused look Sawyer explained. "I really have to piss, then you can do what you want to me boy," Tyson's look of confusion quickly changed to excitement. "I don't mind," He said smiling. Sawyer realised what he meant and unzipped his pants. He flipped out his erect cock at its full length of nine inches. He closed his eyes and navigated his cock to face Tyson's chest. He let a long stream of piss flow from his cock all over Tyson. Tyson felt the warmth and sweetness of the piss run down him. His soft cock was instantly brought hard again. After he was done, Sawyer let go of his cock, but before he had time to do anything else, Tyson engulfed the cock in his mouth. He started the same rhythms as the night before, but also adding a "juicing" motion, in which he twisted his tight lips around the head of the throbbing cock. After a few minutes of quick lapping and sucking of his cock, Sawyer was spurting cum again. Once again, Tyson swallowed it all. After that, the boys agreed that they should hit the road. They washed themselves off in the lake and put their clothes on. After riding back to the farm, Sawyer took Tyson behind the shed. "Thank you brother, for all that happened out camping." Sawyer said smiling. "Thank you, you were my first and I'm glad of it. Thanks so much for taking me camping," Tyson replied, grinning equally as hard. They shared one last long, tongue kiss before Tyson got into his father's car. "Did you enjoy the camping experience?" His father asked once they were driving away. "I loved it, I'd come back here any day." Tyson said. He looked back to the farm and thought of Sawyer, his perfect figure and his perfect everything. Tyson then closed his eyes and fell asleep. Who knows what will happen from here? He thought to himself.