Date: Wed, 2 Apr 2014 22:46:23 +0000 From: Nice Guy Subject: Highland Flings 16 (Revised) This story is a work of fiction, with some bases in reality, (how else does a good author create a story!) but any names, dates and locations have no basis in reality. Nifty needs your help to stay alive, so donate what you can. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ------------------------------------------------------------------- Highland Flings 16 I must have stayed like that for at least an hour, mulling everything over in my head and contemplating the destruction of my life, before deciding that I may as well set it in motion. I stood up, massaged my creaking joints to bring them back to life, and started walking to my cabin, assuming Cameron would be there. When I got there and opened up the door, Cameron was sitting on his bed playing with his iPhone. He looked up at me and gave me a steely look. "About time you showed up." he clipped, "Too busy gallivanting with Katie were you?" I tried to say something, but I broke down in tears and fell to my knees. "I'm so sorry!" I heaved, "I...I..." Cameron's expression softened, his anger temporarily forgotten. He jumped up, chucked his iPhone on to the bed, closed the door, kneeled down with me and brought me into his arms. I gripped him tightly, never wanting to let go ever again. "What happened?" he said, softly but with a note of anger. After a good few seconds of blubbering, I told him. I told him exactly what happened, from the dancing to the boner to the kiss to the half-blowjob, leaving nothing out. Cameron's grip around me tightened with every heaved sentence, to the point where I felt like I was being crushed by an anaconda. When I finally finished, he pulled me off his shoulder and looked me straight in the eye. "So, essentialy you cheated on me?" he said, his frown growing more pronounced, "And with a girl no less? After we just made a pact to never use another's mouth or ass to get off?" I nodded mutely. "I thought you loved me." he said as his voice cracked and his face grew wounded. "But...but I do!" I almost shouted. "I have no idea what the hell actually happened to me out there, but I don't want to go through it again! She seduced me and I was too horny to stop her!" Cameron stared at me, searching my face for any tell. I continued, oblivious. "I know I've broken your trust and I feel... so awful. I would understand if you never wanted to speak to me again." I finished, my throat catching at the enormity and finality of those words. "But...But you should know." I added, attempting to save myself. "The...thing that stopped me from going any further was the thought of you. How much I love you and care for you." Camerons expression warmed and softened. He held out his arms and I moved into them again, as we both began weeping, our pent up emotions cascading out. After we had cried ourselves out, Cameron moved his lips from my shoulder to my ear. "So," he whispered, kissing my cheek, "How was it?" I looked at him strangely, but I felt I owed him this much. "It was weird, she said she was a virgin and that this was her first time, but she was really good at it." I said. He laughed. "What a slag!" he whispered. We stood up together, maintaing our embrace. "Was she as good as me?" he asked, his face turning serious again. I kissed him quickly on the lips. "No-one..." I poked his chest, "Will be as good as you." "Mmmh." he moaned, kissing my neck, "I'm glad." I slapped his arm. "Sorry lover-boy!" I gently scolded, "We need to get to dinner!" "Aww." he pouted. "I wanted to fuck your brains out!" I poked him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. They say a little anticipation is good for the soul!" I laughed. He kissed me and gently squeezed my bum. "Alright then." he relented. I pulled away from him, grabbed his shoulder and we both walked together to the dinner hall, talking about everything and anything to get our boners to behave. They finally did. Just in time too. We sat down and began to eat. Out of curiosity, I looked around and found Katie, sitting with her mates, laughing and joking. She happened to look over and she caught my eye and saw who I was with. Her face fell. I winked. She gave me a dirty look and turned back to her mates. Cameron noticed this and started laughing. "She obviously didn't enjoy it!" he giggled. I laughed and everyone looked at us strangely. I just waved them off with the standard "It's a long story." We quickly ate our dinner and began walking back to the cabin. As soon as we closed the door to our cabin, we melted into each other, rubbing all over each other and stripping, pausing only to pull our shirts over our heads. I suddenly had an idea and pulled away from him. "Hey!" I said, kissing his neck. "Want to try something new?" Cameron laughed seductively and relaxed into me. I gently began manipulating him into a kneeling position on the bed, his boner jutting out towards me. I got on the bed in the same position, slapping our boners together. I took his hand and put it over our boners, mashing them together. We moaned in approval of this new sensation and I put my hand on top of his. "Ready?" I questioned breathlessly. Cameron nodded, not trusting himself to speak. I started the assault on our cocks with gusto. I knew neither of us would last long, but I wasn't expecting Cameron to come so close so quickly after only a few minutes. He threw his head back and started snorting. His cock started to swell. I tried to slow down, but it was too late. The dam had burst. Three big shots coated my hand, his and my cock. The warm lubricant sent me close to oblivion too. A moan from Cameron was all it took. A single, huge shot spewed out of my slit and fragmented, travelling unerringly across the bed to spatter on the wall. Job done, we collapsed onto the bed. From looking at Cameron, it seemed to be as intense for him as it was for me. I slapped his shoulder and pointed to the wall. "Look what I've done!" I panted. Cameron snorted. He would have laughed, but he didn't have the breath. "We'd...better clean it up!" he panted back. I agreed and went to pull my bag out from under the bed to get some tissues. I found the tissues, but as I pulled out something caught my eye. It looked like someone had carved an inscription into the bed post. I made a curious "Hmm." "Problem?" Cameron queried from on the bed. "Could you get your torch?" I asked. "Sure." he said, a touch confused. I felt his weight shift off the bed and could hear him patter over to his bag. He returned a few seconds later and I felt him brush into my side as he wriggled in next to me. "What is it?" he said, curiosity in his voice. I grabbed the torch, turned it on and directed the beam towards the inscription. I could see it much clearer now. It was two names (Peter and Taylor) and a date (12th August 2009) inside a heart. The beam caught a load of other inscriptions too. Cameron and I looked around in awe. Some inscriptions were from years ago, one of the oldest was a George and Kylie from 1997! There were also a few inscriptions denoting the naughty things that had been done on this bed. A multitude of first kisses, losses of virginity and baby conceptions. But, try as we might, we couldn't find any inscription about two guys or two girls. Cameron looked at me and smiled the smile he gives me when he has a crazy idea. I was slightly scared, because the last time he had given me that look, he had managed to persuade me to divebomb off of the roof of his house onto his trampoline. I suddenly realised what he was thinking and smiled back. "Get your knife." I whispered. Cameron gave me a manic grin and ran over to his bag to grab his dad's Swiss army knife. He returned to my side extremely quickly. I moved over to make sure he didn't accidentally stab me with it. He saw this and decided to play it safe, selecting the corkscrew attachment instead of the knife, picked a spot and began etching. He painstakingly carved his name into the wooden side, closest as possible to the most visible point on the bed frame. He then handed it to me. I etched a plus sign, then my name next to his. I then had a brainwave and began etching "Got out of the friend-zone at this camp, March 2010!" Cameron looked over and laughed. He then grabbed my hand and looked me straight in the eye. "Promise me something." he whispered. "What?" I said, squeezing his hand. "When we get older, we will come back here, with our children and show them this inscription." Cameron said, smiling. I smiled, but my eyebrow rose in confusion. "Erm..." I stuttered, "You do know gay people can't have kids?" An exasperated look came over his face. "We'll adopt." he said. At that moment, I felt it yet again. How compassionate, caring and passionate this boy was and how much I loved him. I moved over and kissed his cheek. "I promise." I whispered. I intended on keeping that promise too. "Now," he said, moving out from underneath the bed, "Don't I have a mound to hump?" I moved out as well, grabbing his shoulder. "I believe you do!" I laughed, using his shoulder as leverage to get up. I flopped down on the bed and raised my rump in the air, displaying my delectable rosebud to my boyfriend. Cameron made an extremely wierd noise, sort of a cross between a pornstar orgasm and a surprised noise, and leapt onto the bed. His lips made contact with mine and began sucking the life out of me. I tried to suck back, but it was too much. My boner popped into life and made itself known by poking into Cameron's belly. He moaned at the sensation, then pulled away, a hungry look in his iridescant eyes. I smiled back, subtly reaching over to the nightstand to grab the handcream. Squeezing some onto my hand, I rubbed it onto the head of his cock and into my rosebud. When I was ready, I nodded. Cameron pulled back his foreskin, placed his head at my cavern and pushed. Thanks to the lube and my extreme relaxation, it slipped in easily. As his cock slipped in, it grazed against my prostate and my universe exploded. Our moaning syncronised and Cameron started jack-rabbiting in and out of my tunnel. Every single thrust grazed against my prostate and made my cock pulse. We stayed like that for at least 15 minutes, entwined in a crazy position unbeknownst to any sex books, humping ourselves to oblivion. Eventually, our orgasms came creeping up and took us over, giving us evolutionary thanks for trying to continue the human race. Our baby batter came flying out of our balls, mine coating our stomachs and his, coating my insides. I gave one, last spasm and Cameron slipped out of me, his shaft deflating in satisfaction. My leg fell to the right and Cameron collapsed next to me, draping his hand over my sweaty back. Too tired for words, we fell asleep in each others arms, our bond even stronger. ------------------------------------------------------------------- End Of Chapter 16 Any comments/constructive critisism to niceguy0398@gmail.com