Date: Tue, 23 Apr 2013 19:30:06 -0700
From: Kris Chrandes <krchr@hotmail.com>
Subjectd: Campground Spy 3

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Here's the final part of this story.

Other stories by me:
2012: gay/no-sex/new-foot-friend
2012: gay/high-school/naked-neighbor (2 parts)
2011: gay/gift-repayed/encounters/gift-repayed (3 parts)
2011: gay/young-friends/his-brother-likes-feet
2011: gay/beginnings/our-own-island
2011: gay/young-friends/sock-wrestling
2010: gay/young-friends/the-cast
2009: gay/college/2am-at-the-pool
2009: gay/adult-friends/balcony
2008: gay/beginnings/naked-on-film
2007: gay/college/barefoot-in-the-stacks
2007: gay/encounters/airport-feet
2002: gay/young-friends/naked-boy (posted under a different name).

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We didn't get hard winters here, but it was definitely not fall anymore. Half
of the trees were bare and even the evergreens looked a little sad. I was
sitting in the cold truck cab where I'd been since dawn. I'd left early for
school but stopped at a payphone and called myself in sick as my dad. That'd
at least buy me today, and I'd probably get away with it as long as I turned
in the make-up work. The school was not real big on checking up on us being so
understaffed. But lacking anywhere else to go I'd been sitting here for
several hours and I was freezing my ass off. I had on my coat and an old
blanket I kept in the truck but it wasn't enough. I didn't want to sit there
with the engine running. It'd be too obvious and I couldn't really afford the
gas.

I was also tired but I didn't dare fall asleep for fear I'd miss the young guy
-- Lou. I hoped I'd recognize him. I think I may have dozed off, but around a
quarter to eleven I saw him walking slowly to the door of the bathroom with a
small bag. I waited the same two minutes as before even more impatiently, then
gathered my stuff and walked stiffly to the bathroom. I'd showered that
morning but a shower would at least get me warmed up -- and maybe another blow
job.

I walked into the bathroom and was surprised to see Lou standing at the
urinal. He'd not gone into the shower area yet. I froze not quite sure what to
do. He looked over his shoulder at me and smiled.

"Hello again," he said. "I'll be done in a moment."

"Hi," I said.

I realized I had to go too. I really didn't want to go stand next to him but
I didn't have a lot of choice.

"I have to go too," I said, and walked to the next urinal. There were only
two. I observed the usual men's room protocol. Eyes straight ahead. I unzipped
and worked myself out with some difficultly then found I was unable to pee
with Lou there next to me. Luckily for me he finished up and went over to wash
his hands. Finally I relaxed and let loose. When I was done I joined him by
the sink where he was lingering. I washed my hands quickly in the cold water,
dried them on a paper towel, and then faced Lou. He smiled at me again.

"I'd hoped to see you again," he said.

I nodded.

"I don't necessarily need a shower this morning," he said, glancing at my bag.
"But I wouldn't mind taking one. We could also go to my camper if you'd like."

I hesitated, not sure if I should accept that or not. "I..."

"Of course it's up to you," he said. "I'd very much like to play a bit more,
but if you'd like to just come have a cup of coffee I'd enjoy that very much
too."

The promise of both warmth and sex lured me in and I agreed. "Ok," I said.

"Wonderful."

Lou put his hand gently on my back and guided me to the door. He dropped his
hand as we got outside, for which I was thankful, because that public
display would have made me nervous. We walked in silence that didn't seem to
bother him. He led the way to his camper which was in one of the better spots,
surrounded by lots of trees. It was a smallish camper for maybe two people.
Basically looked like an oversized van.

Lou opened the door and waived me up. "Leave your shoes at the door if you
don't mind," he said. I went up the steps then stooped to untie my boots and
leave them on the towel by the door. I was wearing a pair of thick, gray,
wooly socks. Lou came up the steps once I'd gotten out of the way and kicked
off his sneakers. He was wearing regular sports socks. He took off his coat
and hung that up on a hook on the door. I did the same leaving me in just a
sweatshirt.

"Coffee?" Lou asked.

"Yes, please."

Lou poured some water in a kettle and put it on the one-burner stove and lit
it. It was warm in the RV -- propane heater I guessed. Lou smiled at me while
I stood awkwardly in the close quarters.

"Have a seat, please," he said. "The coffee will be a couple of minutes."

At the back end of the RV was a bed. It had a couple of pillows and a sleeping
bag spread out. I guessed that it could also be a bench around a table. That
left the driver and passenger seat which were swiveled around to face a small
central table. The windshield and front windows were blocked with curtains. I
sat down in the passenger seat.

Lou added powdered coffee to two cups while he waited for the coffee to boil. I
declined milk and sugar. When the water was ready he poured it and handed me a
cup. I held it, grateful for the warmth more than the coffee. Eventually I
sipped it. It was terrible but I said thanks. Lou sat down in the driver's
seat and smiled at me.

"So," he said. "Must be nice to live around here. It's really pretty."

"Yeah," I said. I'd heard that a lot but I tried to be gracious. "Not a lot to
do though."

"Occasionally you get to meet people I guess. That's what I like about
travel," he said. "So you're off work today?"

"Don't have a job right now, just in the summers."

"Student?"

"Yeah."

"What are you studying?"

"What do you... oh, I'm in high school still."

"Shit."

"What?" I asked.

"At least tell me you're eighteen."

"Seventeen."

"Shit," he said again.

"Why?" I asked, then realized why he was upset. "It's ok. Not like I didn't
agree."

"I could go to jail." he said. "I could get in a lot of trouble. I should have
asked."

"I'm not going to say anything. I... I wanted it. Anyway I turn 18 in four
months."

We were quiet for a minute and I sipped the terrible coffee.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Twenty-two."

"See?" I said. "That's not actually that much older."

Lou didn't say anything. "Do you want me to leave?" I asked.

"No," he said. "But I don't want to take advantage of you."

"The other way around," I said. "I never thought it would be... I mean."

He looked at me, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but was that your first
time?"

I looked down at the floor. "Yes," I said quietly.

"Then it should have been more than that," he said. "I suppose... in for a
penny.... Can I show you a proper first time?"

I paused. "Yes."

Lou stood up and put his coffee down then went to the other end of the RV. He
lifted the bed and pulled some folded blankets from underneath. He unzipped
the sleeping bag so it was flat and spread out the blankets. He walked back
over to me and held out his hand. I set down my coffee and allowed him to take
my hand. He didn't lead me right away but just pulled us close and stroked my
cheek.

"May I kiss you?" he asked.

I had never kissed or been kissed but I nodded. He kissed me on the lips and I
didn't really know what to do, but it tingled in a way I didn't expect.

"You're cold," he said. "Let's get you warmed up." He pulled away but grabbed
my hand and guided me gently to the bed. "Lay down," he said.

I pulled back the blankets and got in, then moved over to the far side almost
touching the back cushions. Lou got in beside me and pulled all of the
blankets over us. I wasn't sure what to do so I just laid there. He pulled me
close. I didn't what to do with my hands. I let one arm lay between us and the
other I draped loosely over his middle. He was so close I couldn't really
focus on his face.  We just lay like that for a while, not saying anything. I
started to warm up finally -- Lou was right and I'd been colder than I'd
realized. I felt myself relaxing as I'd warmed up and becoming even more aware
of his closeness. He smelled a bit like outdoors and some light cologne or
soap. I rubbed his back a little with my hand that was draped over him. He
smiled and pulled a little closer. I could feel the stubble against my neck
and for some reason I liked that. Our legs intertwined and he touched my cheek
with his free hand and kissed me again. This time I pushed myself into him
without really planning to. I was half hard.

"Are you warm?" Lou asked.

"Yes."

Lou pulled the blankets down and pushed away so he could sit up. He started
unbuttoning his shirt. I watched him intently. After he'd completely removed
his shirt I sat up and pulled my sweatshirt off. We lay back down and pulled
the covers back up. He traced his hand over my side, shoulders, and chest. I
felt my breath catch a couple of times. I tried to reciprocate but I was
mostly just enjoying it. His hand drifted down and he stroked around my
waistband. I again pushed closer to him. He kissed me again and this time I
was ready for it and kissed back.

One-handed he undid my belt but he had a little trouble with the snap on my
pants so I reached down and did it. He pulled my zipper down and pushed his
hand into my pants and underwear. I gasped as freed my cock and gave it a few
strokes. I feared that I would come right away so I pulled away a little. He
must have misinterpreted that because he pulled away a bit and started
removing his pants still under the covers. He pulled them off and tossed them
aside, followed by his socks. I skinned myself out of my pants and pulled them
out and let them fall to the floor.

Lou smiled at me and we pulled closer together under the blankets again. He
feel of bare skin was intoxicating and I could feel his erection pushing in to
me but I didn't reach for it yet. He stroked my bare hip. Our legs intertwined
and he rubbed his foot along my leg until he reached the top of my sock.

"I don't think I can have sex with a man wearing socks," he said.

I felt stupidly pleased that he called me a man. I bent my leg back and
reached down to pull off my socks on by one then held them up to his face and
grinned.

"Better," he said. I tossed the socks aside.

He rubbed his feet against mine and his hand found my cock. I shuddered as he
gave my cock a squeeze. He kept stroking me and before I knew it I could feel
the orgasm building. I grabbed his wrist and stopped him. He just smiled at
me. He stopped stroking but still held my hard-on.

"I like receiving," Lou said. "And I have condoms. Do you want to?"

It took me a moment to figure out what he meant. "No," I said. "I'm not ready
for that."

"Ok," he said. "Can I suck you?"

I was surprised he asked like that. "Yes," I said.

There wasn't a lot of room on the camper bed so he asked me to sit up and I
did, leaning my bare back against the cushions. Lou straddled my legs and
kissed me. The he kissed my neck and started working his way down my chest. I
had my eyes closed and my head back so I jumped a little when I felt his warm
mouth take my cock. He expertly squeezed with his lips and stroked my inner
thigh and balls with one hand. As excited as I'd been it didn't take long. I
felt the orgasm coming and I jerked my hips violently upward as I came. Lou
kept sucking until I was finished then rested his head on my hip and seemed to
be watching my cock up close.

He motioned me down and we got back under the covers and I cuddled against
him. both on our sides. I didn't mean to but I fell asleep. I don't know for
how long but I woke up to find him dozing too. It was warm and I felt very
content. Probably shouldn't feel as safe as I did with Lou, but he felt good
next to me. I shifted my weight and his eyes popped open.

"Sorry for falling asleep," I said.

"Nothing to apologize for," he said. "I took it as a compliment."

We lay like that for a long time and I realized that I had not felt his dick
at all. I started to explore with my hands and he sighed. I trailed my fingers
up his leg and I felt his pubes then found his dick laying down to the side
and seeming to be partly hard. I took it in my hand and felt it harden. I
enjoyed the feel of that and as he got harder I stroked him. I felt a bit of
wetness escape the tip and I rubbed that over his shaft. I was fully hard
again and he grabbed my dick is his hand and we pressed as close together as
we could while stroking each other.

"I'm going to come," he said. I smiled and kept stroking. He grunted and I
could feel the contraction as he shot into the space between us and I kept
stroking. After four or five pulses he had to stop my hand. "Sorry," he said.
"It gets sensitive after I come."

I didn't know what to say but I just kept my hand where it was. He kept
stroking me and after a few moments I felt another orgasm building. I was very
surprised it could happen again so soon but before I knew it I was shooting
again. He milked the last few drops and we lay like that. It felt weird
holding his cock as it got soft so I let go and placed my hand on his hip. He
dropped his hand as well and this time he fell asleep first. I had time to
consider this strange situation I found myself in, but I didn't really have
any desire to go yet. I listened to the thump of the propane heater cutting on
and the fan that started blowing warm air in the RV. Other than that it was
silent.

I'm not sure if I dozed off but eventually I did stir and Lou stretched and
grinned at me.

"That time it was me," he said.

"I think I should probably go," I said. "I have to be home at the usual time."

My indirect mention of having to be home to see my parents made the smile drop
off his face.

"I hope you're ok with this still," he said.

"More than ok," I said.

Lou nodded and found my cock again, cupping his hand over it. "Just stay a few
more minutes," he said.

"I don't think I can, you know, again." I said.

"Don't need to," he said. "I just like this feeling."

I relaxed and it did feel good to be laying there with him and to enjoy the
intimacy of his touch. But eventually I started to feel restless.

"Can I give you my number?" Lou asked.

"Sure," I said. Not sure what I would do with it, but it felt harmless to
accept.

As I sat up to start getting dressed he walked over to the center of the RV
and pulled a pad of paper out of the drawer. I enjoyed watching his naked body
as he bent over to write his name and number on a piece of paper then tore it
off the pad. He turned around to see me ogling him as I was pulling on my
pants and grinned.

"I'm really glad you dropped by this little cruising spot," he said.

"This what?"

He laughed, his eyes searching mine. "You really don't know?"

I shook my head.

"This is kind of a notorious cruising spot for RVers, at least in the winter.
You go into the shower and give someone the eye and maybe get a quickie. I
figured that's why you were taking a shower here even though you're a local."

"I didn't know," I said. Happily he didn't press on why I was taking a shower.

"I was happy that my straight uncle stopped her on the way up. I'm sure he
didn't know either."

I was finished getting dressed except for my shoes. As I walked close to Lou I
wasn't sure what I should do. What was the proper etiquette after a one night
stand. Handshake didn't seem to be enough. I stepped close and we pulled each
other into an embrace and he gave me a final kiss.

There seemed to be nothing left to say so I pulled on my shoes and with a last
glance at him still standing naked by the counter I walked down the stairs and
close the RV door behind me.

As I walked back to the main part of the camp side I thought about what to do.
The final bell was about to ring at my high school but I didn't really have to
be home right away. My parents wouldn't be surprised if I came home closer to
dinner. The dried come was a little uncomfortable on my stomach so I decided
to get my bag from the truck and take a shower before I left. Ironic, that.

While I was scrubbing myself clean in the campground shower a middle-aged guy
came in and undressed, taking the shower next to me instead of the one at the
far end. I now knew why but I wasn't too interested. I tried to avoid giving
him 'the eye' as Lou called it but I couldn't help myself. I did show off a
little, making sure to stretch and give my cock a few tugs while I knew he was
watching, then I went to the far side, got dressed and left. Hope he found
what he was looking for too.

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