Date: Wed, 28 Jun 2023 21:24:38 +0000
From: silverhaireddad <silverhaireddad@protonmail.com>
Subject: Back Yard tent--Part 6

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TEEN FUN IN THE BACK YARD TENT--Part 6

Darby bent down toward Timmy's cum covered crotch and let his tongue lick a
long swath through the goo. Almost immediately, Timmy's cock started to
swell again.

Darby noticed, and interrupted his licking to look up at Timmy. "Are you
ready again?" he asked with eager anticipation. "I think I need a few
minutes," said Timmy, even though his cock was still half-engorged. Darby
licked a few more times, then reached for the paper towels and dried off
the remaining residue on Timmy's stomach and crotch. He lay down beside
Timmy and looked over at him. "Thanks," he said. "I really liked doing
that." "Thank YOU," said Timmy in reply, acknowledging how good it felt.

They both lay there without talking for a few minutes. Then Timmy said,
"want to see if there is enough fire left to heat up one more s'more?"
"Yeah!" said Darby. So they went outside. The fire was just embers, but
with some fanning, jumped back into flames quickly. The boys engineered
another stick with marshmallows, and proceeded to grill. Heating up a
marshmallow over a hot fire doesn't really take too long, and the boys had
built their fourth s'more within minutes. As they sat there eating there
was mostly silence. When they finished, both boys realized they had sticky
hands. (Whether the stickiness was from s'mores or teen cum was
indistinguishable!)

Timmy got up and walked back toward the house to see if his parents had
returned from their date night. It appeared they were still out. So he
walked back to the campfire and suggested to Darby that they both go inside
the house and wash up. The boys made use of the rest room and washed their
hands, then headed back outside. The night had cooled down some but was
still comfortably warm. They took their places next to the fire and watched
as it continued to burn.

"How many times a day do you cum?" asked Darby. "I try to do it at least
once, unless something is going on that keeps me from doing it," said
Timmy. "What's the most number of times you've done it in one day?" asked
Darby. "I think five," said Timmy.  "What about you?" "I've done it six
times and was heading towards seven when I got distracted. Someday I'll get
there!" Both boys chuckled. "When did you start playing with yourself?"
asked Darby, continuing the line of questioning. "Gosh, I think I've always
played with myself!" replied Timmy. "Then when did you start shooting cum?"
asked Darby. "About a year ago, I noticed that when I started to feel
really good after playing with myself for a while that a clear liquid came
out. Then about six months ago, I was beating off and my cock EXPLODED! I
was in the bathroom, and I shot all the way to the wall! Ever since then,
I've shot a lot of cum every time I beat off. What about you?" Darby
thought for a second, then said "I think I'm a lot like you. I've been
playing with it ever since I realized what a boner was. And I noticed
several months ago that I was shooting cum when I had an orgasm. But it has
only been the last month or two that it has shot as far as it now does."
"Yeah, your shot was pretty impressive," said Timmy, smiling at
Darby. "Yours was too," said Darby.

"Ummm, what does cum taste like?" asked Timmy. "I've never tasted mine--or
anyone else's--before." "It's okay," said Darby. "Kind of a mix of salty
and sweet; it's difficult to explain the taste. But it's okay." "Have you
ever done what you did to me with anyone else?" asked Timmy. "You did it
real good, so I was wondering." Darby paused for a moment, and then told
his story. "Last Christmas vacation we went to visit my uncle and his
family. I had to sleep in the same bedroom with my cousin, who had just
turned fifteen. It just kind of happened," said Darby. Now Timmy was
interested. "Tell me about it," he said. "Well, the very first night we
were there, my cousin and I went up to his room to play video games. After
a while, my uncle called up and told us to go to bed. My cousin had a big
bed in his room, and there was no talk about me sleeping anywhere else, so
I just assumed we'd sleep in the same bed.

As we started to get ready, I reached into my travel bag and pulled out
some PJs. My cousin saw me do that and said `do you still wear pajamas? I
just sleep nude or in my underwear.' Well, him saying nude actually got me
excited. Just the word. Can you believe it? Anyway, I told him that
sleeping in my underwear was fine with me, too. (I didn't want to get
completely nude myself for fear I'd throw a bone.) I had on briefs, and my
cousin was wearing boxers. I was worried that he'd notice I was kind of
half-hard, but he didn't say anything. Because I was putting my PJs back in
the bag, I didn't see when he got under the covers. But I got in on the
other side of the bed from him. The main light in the room was off, but he
had a small bedside lamp on next to him. He leaned over into an end table
drawer and got out a Nintendo Switch. `If the main light is out, my parents
never bother me or come in, so I always continue to play until I'm ready to
sleep. You wanna watch?' I scooted over a little closer to him and watched
as he started playing Minecraft. I didn't really notice that our legs were
touching except that he changed positions and I could feel the hair on his
leg. That made me bone up a little bit, too, and I wondered if he did what
I had discovered. I assumed he did, but it wasn't something we talked
about....until that night. `Are you old enough to get boners?' he asked
while playing the game. "Yeah, I do," I said. `And have you started to grow
hairs down there?' `Hello,' I said to him. `I'm twelve. Of course I have.'
My cousin leaned over and put the Switch away, and turned out the light. He
grabbed a small flashlight out of the drawer and turned it on. `Let me
see," he said, pulling the covers down. I was already worried because I had
started to get hard, but I figured if he asked, I should show him. He
pointed the flashlight at my crotch and had to see that I was already
starting to pitch a tent. I pulled the waistband of my briefs down and
proudly showed off the pubes I had growing. Putting my hand near my cock
made me get a little harder. `What do yours look like?' I asked him. He
then pointed the light at his crotch and pulled down the elastic of his
boxers. He had a lot more pubes than I did! `Impressive,' I said, referring
to his lush pubes. `Why don't you run your hand through them?' he
suggested. I couldn't turn down an invitation like that. I reached over and
ran my hand through the wiry hairs above his cock, which was still covered
by his boxers, so I couldn't tell if he was responding. Then I actually
noticed some movement in his boxers. `Do you like how they feel?' he asked
me. `Yeah, I do," I said. `Does touching them give you a boner?' he
asked. `Yeah, I can't help myself," I honestly responded. `Let me see.' He
turned the flashlight back towards me and pointed it at my briefs. It was
clear that my cock was hard--you could see the shape in my briefs. `If I do
it, will you let me see yours?' I asked him. `Yeah,' he said in almost a
whisper.

I pulled the front of my briefs up and away from my cock, and put the
elastic under my balls. The flashlight illuminated my entire private area,
capturing the throbbing that was induced by him looking at me. `Nice,' he
whispered. `Your turn," I said, grabbing the flashlight out of his hand and
pointing it at his boxers. When he pulled the front of his boxers down, his
bushy crotch was the under pad to an enormous penis (to me at least), fully
erect, throbbing, and dripping precum from the slit. I couldn't help
myself, and said `WOW.' My cousin then said `reach out and grab it.' So I
did. His cock felt like hot steel. I instinctively began to jerk it up and
down. `Yeahhhhh,' he moaned. `That feels good.' I continued to stroke him
as globs of precum continued to leak out of his slit. He continued to
moan. Then he said `put it in your mouth.' I just went `huh?' `Suck it like
a lollipop,' he told me. `You'll like it.' Almost as if it was a magnet, I
leaned over and put my lips on the tip, tasting precum for the first
time. `Put it all the way in,' he told me. I slipped my lips over the head
until it was inside my mouth. I swirled my tongue around a little bit, and
felt more of his precum bubble out. I realized it didn't taste so bad. `Put
it all the way in your mouth,' he said to me. I slid my mouth further down
his cock. I couldn't really fit all of it in my mouth, as his cock head
already was touching the back of my throat. `Go up and down on it,' he told
me. `Suck it like I told you.' And I did what he told me. I was sliding up
and down his cock, my saliva making it wetter and wetter. Then I started
sucking a little bit. I really didn't know what I was doing, but his cock
was so big! His moaning was actually so loud I thought someone might hear
it, but they didn't. He put his hands on the back of my head and
pushed. `Keep sucking,' he said. `That feels really good.' He made my mouth
go up and down his cock, and then he began thrusting his hips. `Oh, man,
that's gonna make me shoot,' he said. I wasn't sure I wanted that, but his
hands continued to push on the back of my head. `Get ready,' he said. Then
his cock got even harder and began to pulse. The first squirt of his cum
went all the way down my throat. The rest of them stayed in my mouth as I
continued to go up and down while he was shooting. His hands were still on
the back of my head, so I had no choice but to swallow. It was a weird
taste, but I kind of liked it. He then fell back on the bed and relaxed,
stopping the pressure on my head. I pulled my mouth off his cock. `That was
great,' he said.

As I leaned back myself, my own cock was still throbbing. The elastic under
my balls added some extra pressure, and I wanted to feel that feeling
too. `Will you do it to me?' I asked my cousin. `Maybe another night,' he
said. `But if you want, I'll watch you beat your meat.' No one had ever
seen me do that before, and it really excited me to hear him tell me to do
that. I started beating it, and it felt even better than it had the other
times I had played with myself, I think because he was watching me. My body
squirmed and before long I knew I was going to cum. I had been shooting for
a month or so before that, and I knew something would come out when I got
that feeling. And it did. A big blob shot out the end and filled up my
belly button. The rest kind of oozed out, over my fingers and down my
cock. `Yeahhh,' said my cousin. `That looked like it felt good.' `It did,"
I said. He reached over to the end table and pulled some tissues out of a
box and handed them to me. `Cleanup on aisle 3,' he said with a laugh. We
actually did it again during my visit, and I realized I really liked it."

"Apparently, you did," laughed Timmy. "You sure knew what you were doing
when you did it to me!" "And I'll do it again whenever you want," said
Darby. "Deal," responded Timmy. Timmy's cock involuntarily throbbed at the
idea Darby had just shared. "What did you think of my story?" asked
Darby. Without saying a word, Timmy kind of leaned back and showed Darby
the bulge in his shorts. "I thought you might like it," laughed
Darby. About that time another ember in the fire popped and sent a shower
of ashes upward. "I think it may be time to put the fire out," said
Timmy. He walked over to the side of the garage, out of sight of the tent,
and brought back a hose with the nozzle valve closed. "You should get out
of the way," he said to Darby, who moved. Timmy slowly opened the nozzle
and sprayed water on the fire, which hissed and steamed as the water put it
out. He took the hose back and turned the water off. When he returned,
Darby said "job well done," and both boys got back into the tent. Timmy lay
down on his sleeping bag, and Darby stretched out on his. The low light in
the tent enabled both of the boys to see without being too bright. It was
Darby who spoke first.

"What did you and Skipper do when you camped out? I want details." Darby
laughed as he added the qualifier. Timmy just sighed and realized he'd have
to tell Darby what they had done while camping, though he planned to keep
his promise not to talk about that day the boys had shared experiences with
the dirty book. "We just played poker," said Timmy. "Strip poker,"
confirmed Darby. "Yes," said Timmy. "Who had to get naked first?" asked
Darby. "I did," said Timmy. "Did Skipper ever get naked?" "When we got to
the very end," said Timmy. "Details, details," insisted Darby. So Timmy
gave him a rundown of what he and Skipper had done that evening. "HOT!"
exclaimed Darby as Timmy's tale came to an end. "Do you think Skipper would
be willing to play strip poker again if all three of us camped out
together?" "I really don't know," said Timmy honestly. "This isn't
something any of us have done a lot of, and adding a third person may freak
him out. But we could see if he was interested in the three of us camping
out, and then we could see what happened." "Okay," said Darby. "I think it
would be a lot of fun."

Timmy's sharing of the camping story with Skipper really got Darby thinking
(and hoping) that something similar might happen if the three of them
camped out. After all, Timmy and Skipper were 13 and Darby was 12, so their
teen penises ruled the day, and consequently anything was possible. Darby
thought, if nothing else, that he would be willing to get naked in front of
the other two if Skipper (or Timmy) was shy, and would probably beat off in
front of them as well. These thoughts running through his head quickly
transferred to his cock. Thought it was already mostly-hard from Timmy's
story, it was now rock-solid hard. Without saying anything, Darby undid his
shorts and pulled his shorts and briefs down to his thighs. Timmy
immediately noticed. "Damn," Timmy said. "You DO stay hard all the time!"
Darby said, "aren't you boned up as well?" "Well, you gave me a wonderful
experience just a short while ago. I'm still recovering." "Are you ready
for that experience again?" asked Darby, lightly licking his lips. "I think
I should wait for a while," said Timmy. "But yes, I'd like you to do it
again sometime." Then watch me beat off," said Darby. "I'm still horny."
"Do it," said Timmy. "Come over a little closer so you can see everything,"
Darby said, ensuring that his fantasy of being watched would be
fulfilled. Timmy changed his position so he had a closeup line-of-sight to
Darby's masturbation. Darby pulled his pants and briefs all the way down to
his ankles, spread his legs and jerked in earnest. "Yeah, stud," said Timmy
in encouragement. "Work that tool." Darby almost shot right then and there,
but kept up a frantic pace and he jerked towards a squirt. Soon, Darby's
moans and thrashing about indicated to Timmy that Darby would have his
boygasm soon. Sure enough, Darby began to tense up and his hips lifted up
off the floor of the tent. "Watch this," he said. "I'm watching," said
Timmy. That took Darby over the edge and his boy balls emptied, spraying
his stomach with another load of hot steaming cum. "Ohhhhhhh," said Darby
in relief. After he finished squirting, he added, " want to taste it?"
"Maybe another time," said Timmy. They both chuckled, and Darby said "hand
me those paper towels."

Darby wouldn't exceed his previous cum record on this camping trip it
seemed, but he and Timmy sure had a good time! And the prospect of Skipper
joining them for a campout almost made it impossible for Darby's cock to
get soft. By this time, both the boys were tired, and Timmy said, "time for
some shuteye." Darby agreed, pulling his briefs and shorts up, then
reconsidering and pulling the shorts back down so he was only in his
briefs. "Let's both sleep in our underwear," said Darby. "Okay," said
Timmy, and he slipped his shorts off as well. In just a couple of minutes,
both of the boys were asleep.