Date: Mon, 19 Oct 2020 19:27:34 +0200 From: Game Dog Subject: Surviving in Highschool Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Shane was in heaven. He laid in the softest bed imaginable, on his left a naked Noah, on his right a naked Julian. The three shared deep kisses, while his big brother Michael was between his legs, sucking his cock. His Uncle Travis and his dad watching and stroking their hard dicks. Truly heaven and Shane could feel himself getting closer, about to come... A cruel, cold breeze and a loud voice woke him up, as his dad pulled the covers away. "Come on Shane! Get up already! I told you we would leave early..." Groggily Shane tried to squeeze his eyes shut, curling up against the sudden cold. Just a moment more of that sweet dream! "Hrmph.. five more minutes...", the teen mumbled. He jolted up as his dad gave him a playful swat on the ass. "Nope! Get up, get dressed and come down for breakfast. We have a long drive ahead of us!", his dad was grinning, tickling his son's foot before leaving the room. Shane yawned and stretched, looking at his phone. 5 am on a saturday! God, that must be borderline child abuse or something... Begrudgingly he got out of bed. He was sporting major morning wood and for a moment debated to take care of it, but his dad was already waiting and the last thing Shane wanted right now was for his dad to barge in while he was beating his meat. So he slipped over a pair of boxer briefs, tucking his erection into the waistband and covered it with some loose shorts. A (mostly) clean t-shirt rounded his appearance for today. Still yawning he made his way down, following the smell of coffee and toast into the kitchen. His Dad was already busy, preparing sandwiches and stuffing snacks into a bag. He had already placed a plate with some sandwiches and a glass of orange juice for Shane, who sat down and nibbled on his food, resting his sleepy head on his hand. "Hey Dad, you didn't tell me where we are going. I haven't packed anything yet!", Shane noted. "Don't you worry about that! I got almost everything ready and since it's going to be really warm and sunny for the weekend your outfit is just fine." No other clothes, nothing to pack and the whole weekend? Shane was curious about his dad's plans but knew asking wouldn't get him anywhere. So he just ate his breakfast and watched his dad shuffle around in the kitchen. Just like him, his dad was wearing little clothes. A tight-fitting tank top that really didn't leave much to the imagination and a pair of shorts. Shane was watching his dad's ass swaying around, memories of the videos from last night started to flow into his mind. Shane quickly averted his eyes, feeling his face flush. Focusing on his toast, he tried to think about something else. "Hey Shane, can you start loading the stuff in the hallway into the car? I'm almost done here and then we can go.", his dad asked, still wrapping food up. The teen quickly jumped up, welcoming the distraction. In the hallway, he found only two large backpacks, a bag with some camping equipment and a packed up tent. A camping trip? They used to go camping a lot, but the last time was maybe 6-7 years ago. And so Shane went to load the stuff into the truck. Just as he was about to get the last bag, his phone vibrated. It was a message from Noah. "Can we talk?", was all it said. Shane was fidgeting a bit unsure what to say. The decision was taken from when his dad came up from behind and pulled the phone from his hands. "Sorry bud. This weekend will be electronics free!" "But, Dad! Noah just wrote me, at least let me answer him!", Shane protested trying to get his phone back. William looked at the message and decided to write the answer himself: "Will here. Sorry Noah. We are going camping, no phone" After pressing send, he turned the phone off and placed it into a cupboard. "Well, that's that! Come on, let's go!" Normally Shane would be mad at his dad for taking his phone, let alone answering his messages. But this way, he had a more or less credible excuse not to answer Noah directly. And so Mr. Hill and his junior made their way onto the road. The city was still sleeping, the roads pretty free and it didn't take Shane long to fall asleep in the car, catching up on his lost rest from this morning. He woke up about two hours later, his dad shaking him gently awake. They had stopped at a rest station. Apparently they needed to fill up on gas and Shane took the opportunity to take a quick piss, something he had forgotten this morning. When he entered the bathroom, it was almost empty. Only one stall was closed. Just as Shane fished his soft cock out of his shorts and started to piss, the door opened again and a middle-aged man, wearing a tight shirt and some old jeans. The man went into one of the stalls. Strangely enough, Shane could not hear the door close, but he could hear the rustle of clothes. Surely, that guy was not going to do his business with an open door? A bit more shuffling and banging noise could be heard and then, a low moan. Shane finished his piss, shaking the last drops away. Stuffing his cock back into his shorts he turned around and saw directly into the open stall. The man that came in had dropped his pants, his body pressed against the side of the cabin. He was looking at Shane, lifting his shirt to show his body and moving his hips just a little bit, enough to show that his cock was going through a hole into the closed cabin. Shane froze up, staring at this random guy presenting himself. The man pulled his cock out of the hole completely, showing Shane the hard shaft glistening with spit. It was a thick cock, the purple head almost too big to fit through the hole. He pushed his cock back through the hole and again a low, quiet moaning could be heard from the closed cabin. Surely whoever was sucking that cock was enjoying themselves. Shane couldn't move, transfixed by the display in front of him. He could feel his own cock stir in his shorts as the man began to play with his nipples, still looking at Shane, giving him a cocky grin. After a moment, the man took two fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking them, coating them in his spit. Still looking at Shane, he reached behind himself, and pushing the two fingers into his ass, breaking eye contact only briefly to let out a moan of his own and closing his eyes. With an open mouth, still watching this erotic display in front of him, Shane began to absentmindedly stroke his hardening cock through his shorts. It ended rather quickly, as the man closed his eyes again, not ramming the fingers into his hole faster and harder. A final push, a groan and the man began to shoot his load into whoever's mouth was on the other side. Sighing with relief, the man pulled his cock out of the hole and quickly pulled up his pants. He gave Shane a last smile and made his way to the door. "Hope you enjoyed the show kid!" The sound of the closing door pulled Shane out of his trance. He glanced down at the bulge in his shorts. Thank god he was wearing tight boxer briefs, they contained his erection at least a little bit. Quickly he made his way out of the bathroom, going back to the car. His Dad was already waiting for him. William gave his son a questioning look, the red face and the rather obvious tented pants of the teen making him a bit suspicious, but he decided to drop the topic. Afterall he remembered his own teen days, popping a boner at the slightest breeze. The two hit the road again for a few more hours, chatting about all kinds of stuff. Eventually, paved roads gave way to dirt roads as William stirred the car deeper into the wilderness. "Where are we going? The middle of nowhere?", Shane asked as trees became more and more abundant. "You don't remember? Well I guess you were too young. You slept most of the trip back then", William answered, chuckling at the memories of little Shane. After another hour, they reached their goal. Stepping out of the car Shane took a good look around. It was a beautiful place, directly at a pretty big lake. Vague memories started to appear in his mind. "I think I remember this place. Didn't you and Michael teach me how to swim here?" William came up behind his son, putting an arm around his shoulder. "That's right. You were so scared a monster would snatch you up, it took you forever just to get in the water. Once you started swimming, you barely wanted to leave!" The two took a moment to reminisce about the past. "Alright bud. Time to set up camp! Then we can have some fun!" They started preparing the tent at a comfortable spot, unpacking the rest of the camping equipment. While Shane placed blankets and pillows into the tent, William prepared a spot for the small portable barbeque he had brought along. The two sat down for a moment, sweating quite a bit in the heat. "Wanna go for a swim bud?" "Uhm, Dad I didn't bring my swim wear or spare clothes." William smiled at his son and stood up: "So?" He took off his tank top, took off his shoes and in one swift move, dropped his shorts, standing fully exposed in front of his son. Hand on his hips, he looked at Shane, waiting for him to follow suit. Shane blushed, took a deep breath and then started to undress. His Dad gave him a big smile: "That's my boy! No need to be shy. No one around here for miles, just you and me. Come, last one in the water." The two ran off and for the next few hours, they forgot about all the worries. Neither Noah nor Julian came to mind for Shane and William had his rest from work. Just a father and his son, enjoying their time, splashing each other with water and racing from one side of the lake to the other. As evening approached they made their way to the camp, laying down some towels to sit on, but not bothering to put any clothes on. The warm sun dried them and they fired up the barbeque. Soon the woods were filled with the smell of sausages and roasted bread. Shane initiated a contest of "Who can eat a sausage" in the most inappropriate and seductive way. The two had some fun, until William tried to one-up his son and nearly choked on a bratwurst. Soon, the fire burned low, father and son laying down on towels relaxing and digesting. Until a first drop hits Shane's face. Within a minute, all hell breaks loose and rain pours down. They quickly scrambled everything together and then climbed into the tent. For a moment, they simply sat in the tent, still naked, and listened to the rain. Shane was the first to speak up: "Thanks Dad. I really needed this weekend. It feels good to get away from everything and spend some time with you." William took a moment to reply. "Shane... I'm sorry. I was so focused on my work and I realize now, then Michael left I used it to distract myself. But that was not fair, because it also distracted me from you. I promise you, things will change. I will make more time for you!" The two laid down, side by side on the many blankets, listening to the rain a bit more. Shane looked at his father, really inspecting him. The dark, brown eyes, the short, neat beard. A chest full of hair, a few gray ones between dark brown. His gaze wandered down, following the path of hair and muscles, over his father's abs down to the soft, cock lazing on his leg. Shane reached out on a whim, touching his father's chest. Just letting his fingertips travel through the coarse hair. Odd, he kept his beard and pubes trim and proper, yet his chest hair grew wild. "Shane...", his father whispered but Shane interrupted him. "I saw the videos, Dad." His father looked confused for a moment. As realization set in, he took a deep breath and muttered to himself. "One day, I'm going to strangle Travis." And to Shane he said: "Allright, how about this. You ask, I answer. I ask, you answer. Truthfully, nothing hidden. Deal?" Shane nodded. He was still feeling his father's chest, placing his hand over his heart. Then, the first question: "Did you ever make a video like that with Michael?" "No, not a video. But I had sex with him and Travis." Shane blushed. He suspected it of course, but hearing it directly was quite different. His father continued: "You told me you went over to Travis, together with Noah. What did you really do?" "Uhm... Noah has a girlfriend, Kathy. He wanted to know more about sex. So, we went over to Unca. He showed us some things." "What things?... No, your turn first. Sorry" "Okay... If you had sex with Michael... Why never with me? I still remember two years ago, when you gave me the talk. But after that, you never did anything again...", Shane's voice trailed off a bit at the end, worrying about the answer. William saw the worried look in his son's eyes and leaned forward, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead. "I guess I never really realized that you're not a kid anymore. The age gap between you and Michael, seeing him grow up, I guess... I always considered you my little precious boy. It was hard for me to accept my second son is also getting older and bigger." William placed a hand on his son's chest, letting it roam over the slender body, feeling the slim muscles. Shane was growing, not a boy, not quite a man. For a moment Shane forgot about the questions, just enjoying the feeling of his father's hand on his body. "My turn again. You took Noah to your Uncle to talk about sex, and knowing Travis you did more than just talk. Is Noah more than a friend to you?" Shane looked away, a topic he didn't really want to talk about. But right now, was perhaps the best time. Maybe his father had advice for him. "We... I... I don't really know. At Uncle's house I thought we had something. The way he touched me, the way he looked at me. But immediately after it was just Kathy, Kathy, Kathy. I like him, I really, really like him. Maybe more than a friend, no... definitely more than that. But, I don't think he likes me..." "Ok, time for some fatherly advice. I saw the message this morning and you should talk to him first thing on monday... Well, after school. Tell him how you feel, LISTEN to how he feels. And then go from there. Don't overthink, neither with that big head on your shoulder nor with that little head in your pants. You've been friends forever. You can work this out." Shane gave his dad a smile. "Yeah, I Unca and Julian said something similar. Guess we will try to work it out on monday." "Hold on son. Who's Julian?" "Daaaad... I told you about him! He is my new coach and biology teacher." "Oh right. You did. Didn't you say he was really ugly?", William grinned widely at his son. "What?! No! He is super hot and...", Shane protested, then saw his father's smile and realized he was just joking. William scooted closer to his son, their faces close enough to feel each other's breath. He whispered into Shane's ear: "Super hot, huh? Hotter than me?" Shane blushed again, staring into these dark eyes of his dad. But he felt rather cocky at the moment, so he gave his dad a big smile and said: "Well he is a redhead which is pretty cute. And he is of course a lot younger than you." "Oh really? Well is he bigger than me?". And with that, William grabbed Shane's hand, guiding it through his thick chest hair, further down to his cock. Shane took hold of the flaccid penis, rapidly hardening in his hand as his father began to kiss his son's neck. "You went to Travis for advice. You talked to that teacher of yours. But not to your old man. Guess we will have to revise the talk from two years ago. Tell me, what exactly did Travis teach you." Shane's breath quickened, his hand sliding up and down his father's shaft. "He had a toy and placed it on my cock. Then he made Noah fuck the toy and make out with me." "Oh I know that toy, kinky fucker. What then?" "After Noah left, I sucked his Unca's cock. I swallowed his cum." William moved down, now kissing the chest of his son, paying special attention to his nipples. "Did you like sucking Travis cock? Did you like his cum?" Shane was squirming, his own cock painfully erect now. "Yes. Yes I did!" William moved further down, kissing his way closer and closer to the hard cock of his son. Shane let go of his father's cock, lost in the anticipation. "And that Julian guy... What did you do with him?" "He sucked me, in the showers at the pool." "Did you suck his cock too?" "No, but he shot his cum all over my face" And with that, Will swallowed his son's cock, taking it down as far as possible. Shane let out a loud moan, clawing at his father's back. While sucking his son's cock, he reached up with one hand, offering Shane to fingers to suck on. And Shane welcomed the distraction, sucking on his father's finger like a pacifier while wave after wave of pleasure rushed through his body. After a while, William let the dick slip out of his mouth, still liking and kissing the shaft. Pulling his fingers from his son's mouth, he rubbed the spit covered fingers over his son's hole. "What about your ass? Has anyone fucked you?" "No, I only tried a dildo, but it didn't go in." William paused for a moment. "How did you get a dildo?" Shane pushed his father's head back down to his crotch, urging him to continue. "Unca gave it to me. I think it's a copy of his penis." William muttered, "That kinky fucker..." before he continued sucking his son and rubbing that virgin hole with his fingers, not pushing in, just teasing it. Shane's started to breathe harder and his father could see the telltale signs of an impending orgasm. So Will decided to take it easy, not willing to give Shane his release just yet. The teen groaned in frustration, grabbing his own cock to jerk him to a finish, but his father held his hand away, giving him a quick swat on the asscheek. "Hands off boy!", William growled before lifting his son's legs and moving his face between those cheeks. He started to lick and prod at the tight hole of his son, making it twitch. Rolling his tongue, Will pushed against the ring, forcing it open just a little to get his tongue in. Shane's head shot up, staring at his father rimming him. The way his father was pushing and licking, kissing and lapping at his hole sent an unbelievable sensation through his young body. The teen could feel his cum boiling in his balls, all this too much for his inexperienced body. "Dad, I'm going to cum... I'm going to cum!", Shane shouted, gripping the blankets still adhering to his father's command. William did not stop, he simply pushed his tongue even deeper, rubbing the sensitive sides of his son's thighs. And so, with a long, loud moan, Shane shot long ropes of cum over his young body, his untouched cock twitching wild with every load. His father did not stop for a second, eagerly eating that pulsing hole of his son. After Shane's orgasm subsided, Will began to kiss his way up the teen's body, licking off the fresh, hot cum from the lithe body. He looked at his son, breathing heavy, red faced and leaned in to kiss him, pushing the tongue that was just moments ago inside his son's ass, now into his mouth. It was such a different kiss from all the other's for Shane, his father was forceful, hungry, dominating. And so Shane gave in, letting his father lead and doing his best to follow. He wrapped his arms and legs around his father, pulling him close, wanting as much contact as possible.William's hard cock was sandwiched between their bodies, smearing their stomachs with pre-cum and rubbing against Shane's still hard and sensitive cock. Will broke the kiss, pushed a strand of sweaty, blond hair from his son's forehead and kissed it again. Then he looked into Shane's eyes. "Shane, I want to fuck you. I want to be inside you. But, if you want your first time with someone else, I will understand and respect that." Vision flashed through Shane's mind, Julian fucking him in the showers, Noah fucking him in his bedroom. But They vanished quickly, overshadowed by his father, taking him right here and now. "I want you, Dad.", Shane whispered. William gave his son a big smile and started kissing him again. With one hand he reached over to grab one of the backpacks, rummaging through it briefly until he found the small bottle of lube. "You tried a dildo you said? Well, let me show you how to prepare properly.", William told his son, dripping some lube on a finger and once again rubbing it on his son's tender hole. Carefully, he began to push in just the tip, gently moving in and out the first knuckle, while distracting his son with more kisses. Then, the whole finger down to the knuckle, holding it deep inside until Shane got used to it. Shane began to whimper a bit, not out of pain but from the strange sensation inside of him, as his father began to move the finger in and out a bit. With his other hand, Will popped the bottle open again, pouring lube on a second finger. Pulling one and pushing in two, again slowly and carefully. Shane winced a bit as his hole stretched. His father kissed him again and Shane let his hands roam over his dad's muscular back. William began to scissor his fingers, stretching the resisting muscles and forcing them apart. Soon a third finger joined the two, stretching the young hole even further. Shane felt his hole burning, the stretching hurting him a bit, but he endured. He wanted his father, he wanted to get fucked! After what felt like an eternity, William pulled his fingers out. His son was still pretty tight, but it was time to take things further. Will rolled off his son laying on his back. "Sit on it Son. Take it at your own pace.", he said placing his hands behind his head and simply observing. This was a trial for Shane, something he had to conquer by himself. Shane got up and knelt over his father's legs, placing his own hard cock against the massive dick of his dad. It felt incredibly big, an impossible task. How could this ever fit? He moved back and leaned down, licking the pre-cum from Will's cock. Then he sucked on it, putting into practice what he learned from Uncle Travis. Reaching behind himself, Shane pushed a finger into his wet hole, surprised how easy it slipped in and how pleasant it felt. Maybe he could actually do this... After sucking his Dad for a bit, he reached for the bottle of lube, squirting a very generous amount on the big shaft in front of him, using one hand to make sure every inch was coated. His other hand rubbed some more lube into his hole. Shane raised up, and kneeled over his father's hips. Staring at his dad, he reached behind and grabbed his father's cock, positioning it at his hole. And he began to sit down on it. Right of the start it felt impossible, the purple head so much bigger than a finger or two. But Shane persisted, pushing back forcing it inside. He grimaced as his hole started to burn again. "Breath, Shane. Breath and try to relax.", came encouraging words from William, who started to rub his son's chest in a soothing manner. Shane lowered his body, taking inch after inch of that hard flesh inside him. His breath was ragged, his blond hair matted with sweat. God, he felt full, as if his father reached into his stomach! "You're doing good, son. Just about half of it!" Half?! Shane groaned, then grit his teeth. He would not give up now! Ignoring the pain, pushing through it, just like he did during an intense training session. Finally, at long last, Shane could feel his ass making contact with his father's hips. He had taken it all, that giant rod of his maker. He looked at his father, seeing him beam with pride and lust. William rubbed Shane's abs, pushing a bit as if to touch his cock through his son's skin. Shane closed his eyes, focusing entirely on the incredible sensations running through his body. He began to explore himself, testing how to move his inner muscles, wiggling around to tease out a different response. His own cock was hard, pointing forward and coating his father's furry abs in pre-cum. Then Shane began to rise, slowly pulling that hard shaft out of his body. After about halfway, he sat down again, feeling it slide back in. It was astonishing how sensitive his guts were, every shift and movement triggering his nerves. Increasing the tempo, Shane used his father's chest to balance himself, trying out different angles and rhythms. William was torn, on the one hand he wanted to fuck, to breed his son. On the other, he was proud, seeing his son explore his body. For now, he only moved his hips ever so slightly, tiny upwards thrusts to match his son's movement. "More Dad... I want more!", came the pleading voice from Shane. The pair increased their tempo, Shane riding his father faster, leaving red marks on his father's chest with his nails. And William began to thrust into his son, faster and harder. Shane's eyes shot open, his mouth agape as a sudden wave of ecstasy washes over him and his guts clench. In disbelief he stares at his own cock, as he begins to spew cum over his father's chest, load after load without having touched it at all. William smiled, pulling his son down and fucking him through his first anal orgasm, enjoying the trembling muscles of his son's ass on his own dick. Every thrust aiming to push more of his son's cum out. Just as Shane's orgasm seemed to ebb, Will flipped them over, his son now on his back with his father towering over him. He grabbed Shane's legs and placed them on his shoulders. His son wanted more, he would get more. William pulled his cock out just until the hole slid over his head. Then in one swift motion, he hilted himself again, making Shane gasp loudly and clawing at the blankets underneath him. Once again, pulling out, just to slam home. Rolling his hips, William began to fuck his son with powerful thrust, showing him what it means to have sex with a real man. He slammed into his kid, again and again, the slapping noise of their flesh drowning out the sound of rain. Shane moaned loudly, throwing his head left and right. He was still so sensitive after his orgasm and the wild thrusts of his father gave him a burning pain. But it felt so good, so incredible good as each thrust sent waves of pleasure through his body. Sweat tripped onto Shane, as William pounded his boy. He wanted to cum, the deep desire to spread his seed inside his kid burning inside him. One more he told himself, fuck one more load out of your kid. He leaned forward, pushing Shane's leg down, almost folding his son in half, giving himself more leverage. At this angle he could go even faster and just that little bit deeper. Shane clawed at his father's back, leaving long red streaks, still moaning wildly unable to hold back. His mind was mush, flooded with emotions and sensory overload. Hard breathing, moans and the slapping of flesh on flesh filled the tent, the two lost in their carnal lust. William grabbed his son's cock and began to furiously jerk him off, in tact with his thrusts. Shane's gut wrench as his balls try to push out more cum so soon already. He grabbed his father's wrist, trying to take his hand away from his cock, too sensitive and already spent, but his father did not relent. And as his father's cock kept on hammering his prostate and his hand gliding up and down his shaft, Shane cried out in orgasm once again. His muscles tensed, crunching up to expel what little sperm he had left and with great force he spurted his last cum over his body. His hole went wild, his muscles twitching around his father's cock. With a thunderous roar, William slammed into his son one last time, spurting shot after shot of hot, seed into his son. His hairy balls twitched and pulsed, more and more of his cum filling his son's guts. Eventually, his balls are empty and William collapses on his son. Their bodies smeared in cum and sweat, their breaths ragged, muscles burning. As much as he tried to resist, William's cock started to slip out of his son, followed by a trickle of cum. They were spent and tired. No words spoken, no more kisses exchanged. William rolled off his son, pulled him close and wrapped the two in blankets. And so they drifted off to sleep, the soothing sound of rain lulling them to peaceful slumber.