Date: Wed, 01 Jun 2022 22:30:31 +0000
From: silverhaireddad <silverhaireddad@protonmail.com>
Subject: Backyard Tent--Chapter 3

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TEEN FUN IN THE BACK YARD TENT--Part 3

Every night in the shower, as Timmy soaped up, he thought of the things
that he and Skipper had done. As he relived the feelings, he always grasped
his already-hard teen cock with his soapy hand and jerked it. It never took
very long for him to squirt a hot creamy boy load into the swirling water
going down the drain. It was a ritual.

It had been a couple of days since Timmy had seen Skipper. When he
mentioned that to his mom, she told Timmy that Skipper's family had
traveled to visit his grandparents and would be back in about a week. Even
standing in front of his mother, Timmy's cock bulged a little in his pants
as he thought about what might happen again when Skipper returned. He
decided he'd better go out for a bicycle ride before he completely boned
up.

As he rode through the neighborhood, Timmy smiled as he wheeled his bike
around corners and down the hill at the end of the block. He took another
right turn, and found himself at the edge of the campus of the middle
school he would attend in the fall. He wondered what that experience might
be like, and the new friends he might make. He pedaled in between the
various buildings, looking into classroom windows and wondering which rooms
might be his. He rode around to the back of the building near the gym and
the track. He stopped at a water fountain outside the gym, and as he
sipped, he also remembered that in middle school he'd have to take a shower
after gym! There was a moment of fear and a moment of exhilaration as he
contemplated what that would be like. Just about then, another bike wheeled
alongside where Timmy was drinking.

Timmy looked up. "Darby!" he called out. His buddy Darby smiled back. Darby
was a year younger than Timmy, but they did occasionally hang out. "I
haven't seen you in ages! What have you been up to?" Darby did the
universal "jack off" sign with his hand. "Nothing special," he
said. "Trying to make the most of summer vacation." "By doing that?" Timmy
responded with a laugh, also making the JO sign with his hand. "Every
chance I get," Darby replied. "I bet you are too!" Timmy kind of blushed
but also smiled, acknowledging what Darby had suggested. "What are you
doing here at the school?" Darby asked. "Well, I was just riding around and
ended up here. I start here in the fall, so I was checking out the campus."
"Yeah, I've got another year at that shitty elementary school with all the
kids," Darby said glumly. "I'd rather be starting here in the fall as
well." "I know what you mean," Timmy replied. "What are your summer plans?"
"I don't really have any," said Darby. "It looks like it's going to be
boring." "Well, why don't you come over and we can camp out?" suggested
Timmy. "I've got a nice setup in the back of our house, with a firepit and
a great tent!" "Oh, man, that sounds like fun!" said Darby. "When can we do
it?" "What are you doing tonight?" asked Timmy. "Camping out!" said Darby
with a grin. "Let me go tell my parents, and I'll gather up some things to
bring over. What should I bring?" "Bring a pillow, a towel and a change of
clothes. I've got everything else in the tent." "Awesome," said
Darby. "I'll let my mom know we'll be camping tonight," said Timmy. "Maybe
she'll put together a snack plate for us." "Yummm!" said Darby. "See you
later this afternoon."

Timmy turned his bike and headed homeward, all the way thinking about the
jack off sign Darby had made with his hand when they exchanged
greetings. Maybe there'd be a chance to do it together tonight! Once again,
Timmy's young teen cock swelled up in his pants as he thought about that
possibility. Skipper was the only guy he'd done anything with. He wondered
if Darby had done something similar. As soon as he got home, he informed
his mom about his plans. "Oh, I haven't seen Darby in a while," she
said. "Let me call his mother and let her know it's okay with me." She
reached for the phone while Timmy set out for the back yard to start
getting things together. He checked the tent, which was still up but had
been zippered shut. It was clean inside. The pad and the sleeping bags were
in the garage, as were some of the other things needed. Timmy began to
assemble everything, in hopes of another FUN night in the back yard tent!
While it took about an hour, Timmy was sure everything needed was placed
appropriately. He got some firewood for the firepit and stacked it next to
the benches. He unrolled the hose and extended it all the way back into the
part of the yard where the fence was located, out of sight of the main
house, but close enough in case they needed anything. Finally, he was done!

When he went into the house, his mom, true to form, had called Darby's mom
and confirmed everything. She had also arranged to make dinner
"transportable," so the boys could eat outside in real camping fashion! She
had a cooler set out to put everything in, and included some chocolates,
marshmallows and graham crackers so the boys could make s'mores! Everything
was ready! Timmy relaxed and wondered whether he should play some video
games or do some chores instead. Since his mom had done such a nice job to
support him, he decided on chores. His mom directed Timmy as he
straightened things up and took the trash out. It didn't take long before
he was done! He decided to check out the tent once more to make sure
everything was ready, and went out into the yard. He opened the tent and
crawled inside. Everything looked good. As he sat there on his knees, his
boy cock started to get hard again as he contemplated sharing the space
with "jack off hand" Darby. Maybe the two of them would do what Timmy and
Skipper had done! At that thought, Timmy checked to make sure the deck of
cards was still in the tent pocket. Yep! Ready for strip poker if it came
to that!

When he went back into the house, his dad had come home from work, and they
chatted a bit as his mom got their dinner ready. "This will be a date night
for your mom and me," his dad said. "You are eating outside!" He tapped
Timmy on the shoulder with his fist and grinned. Timmy smiled as well, but
his mind was filled with fantasy, wondering whether or not this night would
be like other "tent nights." A few minutes later, Darby arrived on his
bike, carrying an overstuffed backpack. He said hello to Timmy's mom and
dad, then Timmy went out the front door and led him around to the back and
their camping site. He helped Darby arrange all of his personal items
inside the tent. Then both of them went up to the house to get the
cooler. Timmy's mom encouraged them to have a good time and said that if
the boys needed anything just to let them know.

Timmy and Darby put the cooler on top of the picnic table next to the tent
and opened it to see what treasures Timmy's mom had put inside. The main
course was burgers! All the boys had to do was assemble. There was a big
bag of chips, some sodas, some bottled water, some ice, and the ingredients
for s'mores! Timmy had carried out paper plates, napkins and eating
utensils on one of his previous trips. The boys were set! It was still
bright outside, and Timmy asked if Darby wanted to do a bike run around the
neighborhood first. Boys and bikes--never can say no! They took off riding
nowhere in particular. Almost all of their neighbors were inside starting
dinner, so there wasn't much traffic. The boys just coasted along, enjoying
the wind in their faces. Finally, they turned back toward Timmy's house and
decided to eat their dinner! They wheeled around to the back yard, parked
their bikes, and headed for the food! Those burgers didn't last long! Young
teenagers can eat a lot! They chatted about all sorts of things--what
school had been like the past year, sports, riding their bikes, what their
friends were up to for the summer. "When was the last time you camped out?"
asked Darby. "A couple of weeks ago, with Skipper," Timmy answered. "Oh,
yeah, his brother Gary is in the class behind me. I think they went on
vacation." "They went to visit their grandparents," said Timmy. "Cool,"
replied Darby.

Dusk had begun to approach, and the boys watched as red streaks inflamed
the sky as the sun began its journey down. It was still too early to light
a fire, so Timmy suggested they check out the tent while it was still light
outside, so Darby could see all of what was inside. Timmy opened the flap
and they went inside. Both could stand up inside, and everything was neatly
in its place. Timmy sat down on his sleeping bag and Darby did the
same. "This is really cool," said Darby. "How long have you had it?" "Dad
gave it to me last Christmas. That's why I'm always looking for someone who
wants to camp out. I want to use it!" `I can understand why," said
Darby. "It's really nice." "Let me go out and get some waters," said Timmy,
as he stood up and went out to retrieve a couple of bottles from the
cooler. As he came back into the tent, he noticed that Darby had stretched
out on his sleeping bag. "Here's some water," said Timmy. "Thanks," replied
Darby, as he sat his bottle on the floor of the tent. Timmy sat back down
on his sleeping bag, looking over at Darby as he took a sip of his
water. Darby was a cute guy, with longish blonde hair. Though he was a year
younger than Timmy, he appeared to be an "early bloomer" if the JO signal
with his hand was any indication! He was almost as tall as Timmy, and the
way that he was stretched out made the lump in Darby's crotch
noticeable. Timmy wondered if it got bigger, then stopped himself from
thinking that way. The mood didn't seem right at the moment. Darby sat up
and opened his bottle of water.

"Are you ready for middle school?" Darby asked. "Yeah, I think so," replied
Timmy. "You know, you are going to have to take a shower after gym class
every day!" said Darby.

"Yeah, I was thinking about that when I was riding on campus today," said
Timmy. "Do you get boners?" asked Darby. "Of course I do!" said Timmy. "Are
you worried you'll get a boner in the shower?" Timmy hadn't thought about
that. Given how uncontrollable his teen cock was, he started to worry that
might happen. "Naw," Timmy said. "I'll try to keep it under control." They
both laughed, but the conversation had taken a turn. "Have you started to
grow hairs down there?" Darby asked, kind of nodding toward Timmy's
crotch. "Yeah, I've got some," said Timmy. "What about you?" Darby nodded
affirmatively. "Started getting them this past year." "Cool," said
Timmy. "You want to see them?" asked Darby. "Uhhh, if you want to show them
to me," said Timmy. Darby got up on his knees and unzipped his shorts,
which dropped down, leaving him in just his tighty-whiteys. Timmy swore
that the bulge he had seen in Darby's shorts looked bigger in the
underwear. Darby pulled the front of his briefs down to show off a
sprinkling of very light colored pubes, matching his hair. "Yeah, you've
got a nice patch growing there," said Timmy. "Let me see yours," Darby
said, without attempting to pull up his pants yet. Timmy got up on his
knees and did the same thing Darby had done. As he was dropping his shorts,
he felt that feeling in his crotch that signaled a boner was
approaching. He took a deep breath in hopes of controlling it. Darby stared
at Timmy's crotch as Timmy pulled the front of his briefs down. Timmy had a
few more pubes than Darby, and his were brown, since Timmy's hair color was
darker. "Wow," said Darby. "You are growing quite a bush!" `Yeah, I see
more of them every time I check them out," said Timmy. Timmy took another
deep breath, as he felt his cock responding to the environment of both boys
showing off their pubes. He didn't want to throw a bone and make it seem
like this turned him on (though it did!).

Darby's next move was unexpected. He reached over and hefted Timmy's
growing cock through his underwear. "You are getting big down there, too!"
he said. "It's part of growing up," said Timmy as his cock was rapidly
moving to all-the-way hard. "Yeah, me too," said Darby as he pulled his
underwear down all the way in front, freeing his boy cock, which was also
getting hard. There the two boys were, Timmy with a throbbing boner in his
briefs, and Darby with his out and also throbbing. "So I take it you jack
off, too," said Darby matter-of-factly. "Yeah, it really feels good when I
do," said Timmy. "How often do you do it?" asked Darby, as he started to
slowly stroke his meat while staring at Timmy's bulge. "Every day," Timmy
replied with a laugh. "Me, too!" said Darby, also with a laugh. "Maybe we
can do it before we go to sleep tonight." Timmy shivered at the
suggestion. He had been fantasizing all afternoon about the possibility of
doing that with Darby, but it was Darby who brought the subject up! "Yeah,"
Timmy said in almost a whisper as his cock noticeably throbbed in his
underwear.

"Get it out," whispered Darby, his eyes glued to Timmy's crotch. It was an
urgent plea, though Timmy took it as a command. He pulled the front of his
underwear down, looping the elastic under his balls. His cock was rock
hard. "DAMN!" exclaimed Darby. "You ARE growing!" Darby took his hand off
his own cock, showing it off to Timmy. "Mine isn't too much smaller," said
Darby. He maneuvered his way closer to Timmy, still on his knees until
their cocks were almost touching. "See?" he said. "Yeah," replied Timmy,
mesmerized by the situation. Darby crawled even closer, until he was able
to lay his hard, hard throbbing boy cock on top of Timmy's hard, hard
throbbing boy cock to measure their lengths. In doing so, Darby grabbed
both of their cocks to hold them together. Timmy let out an involuntary
groan. "That feels really good, doesn't it?" asked Darby, also caught up in
the throes of pleasure. "Ohhhh, yessss," said Timmy. Still holding both of
their cocks together, Darby started to stroke them. "That feels even
better, doesn't it?" he asked. Timmy just moaned. Darby took his hand off
their cocks. "No one is going to come out here, are they?" "No," said
Timmy. "Then lie down," said Darby. Timmy did as instructed, stretching his
legs out, the elastic of his briefs still under his balls. Darby pulled
Timmy's shorts all the way down to his ankles then reached up and did the
same to his briefs. Timmy's cock was majorly throbbing. Kneeling beside
Timmy, Darby reached out and grabbed Timmy's cock and started to stroke
it. "Play with my balls while I do this," he said to Timmy, while using his
other hand to pull his own underwear down as far as it would go to provide
access. Timmy, groaning loudly from Darby ministrations, reached up and
lightly fondled Darby's balls. He felt a wetness as Darby's pulsing cock
dribbled a long string of precum. Timmy couldn't help himself. He moved his
hand up from Darby's balls to his dripping cock and squeezed it, causing it
to get even harder in his hand. "Ohhhhh," moaned Darby as he continued to
stroke Timmy cock. "Do you shoot a lot of cum?" asked Darby, continuing to
stroke. "I shoot enough," replied Timmy. "Oh, wait," Darby said, slowing
down his stroking. "Do you have something to clean up with?" "Yeah, there
is a roll of paper towels right here next to my sleeping bag," said
Timmy. "Good." Darby's stroking got faster, and Timmy continued to squeeze
and stroke Darby's cock, though it was more difficult to do because of the
angle. "Shoot your cum for me," whispered Darby. Those words were like fire
and the feeling of Darby's pumping hand was like silk. Darby began to pump
his hips like he was fucking Timmy's hand. "Ohhhh," Timmy moaned. "That's
going to make me shoot!" No more than five seconds elapsed before the first
squirt shot out of the end of Timmy's cock, landing high on his stomach. It
was followed by twenty seconds of continued orgasm and oozing teen
cum. Darby continued to fuck Timmy's hand faster and faster and then said
"me, too." He shot all over Timmy's lower arm, hot, sticky. Both boys were
lost in orgasmic pleasure, but neither one lost their teen boner. Darby
squeezed out a last dollop of cum from Timmy's cock and leaned back on his
haunches. "We need those paper towels now," he said with a relieved
laugh. Timmy reached over with his left hand and pulled the paper towels
closer. Darby grabbed the roll and pulled off several sheets. The first
thing he did was wipe off Timmy's arm. "Sorry about that," he said while
cleaning the cum off. "That's okay," said Timmy. "That's why we have paper
towels." He pulled several more off the roll and began to wipe off Timmy's
stomach. "I can do that," said Timmy. "Let me," said Darby, so Timmy just
lay there and let Darby do his thing. Timmy's cock was still hard and
throbbing, and Darby grabbed it once again and squeezed it upward, causing
another drop of cum to bubble out the tip, which he wiped off. Looking down
to his own still-throbbing cock, Darby did the same to his own, squeezing
out a final drop and wiping it off. Still hard, Darby sat back on his heels
and said "that was awesome." "Yeah," said Timmy in reply. Darby stood up,
his cock pointed out at an obscene angle. He pulled his briefs over his
cock, adjusting the bulge so it was comfortable. He used his hands to form
an outline of his bulge. "I love doing that," said Darby. Timmy wasn't sure
if he meant jacking Timmy off or just jacking off in general. "Yeah," Timmy
said. Darby pulled his shorts up and zipped up. "Pull your pants up," he
said to Timmy. "Let's go out and start a fire. The night is still young."

Indeed it was.