The Friday of the big campout finally arrived and everyone met at my house with their stuff. We hadn't really thought much about how we were going to all fit in one car, but dad already had that worked out. He'd borrowed Uncle Joe's pickup and all the stuff plus us five boys would easily fit in the back. Today of course riding in the back of an open pickup is probably illegal, but back then no one thought anything about it and we did it all the time...and lived to tell about it.
Larry's dad's tent was neatly packed into a bag and we used it as a seat behind the cab of the pickup. We'd each brought a gym bag with clothes and stuff and a big wooden box held our other camping stuff. There were two ice chests, one styrofoam, and one heavy metal Coleman cooler that was my grandpa's before it was passed down to my dad. We'd all brought sleeping bags and mom had thrown in some old bedding for our nest, as she called it. We had hot dogs and chips, cookies, candy, sodas, sandwich stuff, and pickles and ketchup and mustard, but mom and dad had promised to take us out for breakfast Saturday morning so we didn't bring any breakfast food. There was a small town just above the park and two or three places there to eat, plus about ten miles away was another small town with even more choices. It was the best of both worlds, secluded, but still close enough to civilization to make things nice.
All five of us boys were dressed in swim trunks, tee shirts, and ball caps for the trip, and Donnie was barefooted. His shoes were kind of ratty and I think he was a little ashamed of them, so he'd put them in his gym bag for later when he really needed them.
Donnie's folks weren't really what you'd call dirt poor, but I got the impression that his folks sort of neglected Donnie. Larry had a job now and was buying some of his own stuff, but poor Donnie had to rely on his folks for everything and sometimes he got the shit end of the stick, as my dad used to say.
Larry's folks were a lot better off and Larry had plenty of stuff and I think that was one reason Donnie hung around at his house so much. I knew for a fact that he ate a lot of meals there and Larry had lots of neat toys and stuff. I liked them both equally, but I had a soft spot for Donnie. We'd been really close at one time, and sometimes I wondered if Johnny hadn't been around if Donnie and I wouldn't have gotten even closer.
"Do you boys have everything? Did you pee? Does anyone get car sick?" dad said checking on us before we started off.
"Yeah, dad...everything is packed. We checked it and re-checked it. And we all peed. I don't know if anyone gets car sick but if they do we'll just toss em' out," I teased.
"Okay, then we're on our way. We can stop in Salina if anyone needs anything. That's only about 20 minutes away. I'll check on you then. I want you boys to sit down and hang on, I don't want any accidents, got that?"
"Yes sir." We all chorused.
As we backed out of the driveway we looked at each other with excitement in our eyes and smiles on our faces. We had looked forward to this since the beginning of summer and now at last the time had arrived for the greatest adventure of our young lives.
The sun beat down on us and the temperature was in the 80's already but we didn't care. This was perfect weather for camping and swimming and it was supposed to be that way all weekend. When you're 12 everything is an adventure and sharing that adventure with your best friends is just about the best feeling in the world. I had never felt so happy or alive as I did that day, that summer of 1976 and it will live in my memory forever.
As we crossed the bridge over Grand Lake and headed into Salina a cool breeze hit us drying our sweat and cooling us off some, but we were still hot and thirsty, so when dad pulled into a little mom and pop drive-in we were ready for some refreshment.
Everyone had brought at least a dollar, even Donnie, and I suspected Larry had given that to him, but dad offered to pay for our drinks and of course no one protested. I was tempted to get a milkshake, but in the end I figured a soda would last longer and quench my thirst better so I got the biggest cherry limeade they made. Johnny got a root beer, Larry a Coke, Donnie an orange drink, and Ricky mocked me and got a limeade. Mom and dad got their usual Dr. Peppers and we headed off once more.
The next leg of the trip was about 40 minutes and would cover some winding and sometimes narrow roads, but us boys loved it. We sipped our drinks and rattled on even though it was hard to hear each other with the wind whistling past us. I was sitting in the middle and Johnny and Ricky were on either side of me while Donnie and Larry were leaning against the wheel wells on either side sitting on their bedrolls.
The sun was higher now and the temperature had shot up to almost 90° but the sodas were helping to keep us cooled down and nothing could have put a damper on our excitement that day. At one point dad slowed down to just a crawl and we turned to see what was going on just in time to see a momma sow and four piglets crossing the road. As the truck came to a stop I jumped up and leaned into the cab.
"Hey, dad...bacon..." I laughed.
"Sit down Robert," he chuckled, "those are some farmer's pride and joy."
I sat back down and we started off again and soon we reached the part of the road that was carved out of the hills. Looking off to one side all we could see were the tops of the trees and I'd heard stories about people running off the road and not being found for days or weeks. It was exciting and scary, but dad was an excellent driver and there was no real danger.
Eventually we started coming down off the hill and as we wound around like a corkscrew we smelled the water before we ever saw it. Coming out of the turn we leveled out and came to a small bridge and to our right was the creek that ran through the campgrounds. A little further up was the entrance to Spavinaw Park and by the time dad pulled in we were cheering.
First stop was at the Ranger's station to sign in and pay the 2.00 camping fee and then dad drove around looking for a good spot for us. He finally found what he was looking for, a spot just below the road leading up to the highway. The park was lower than the highway and the town, I guess so if there was ever a breach of the spillway or flooding it wouldn't reach the city.
Our spot was just below the hill and behind a couple of big trees. There was no one else camping in that area and that suited us just fine considering what we had planned once we settled in for the night. There was a picnic table and a free-standing cooker, but what little cooking we intended to do we'd do by campfire.
"This is perfect dad, how did you know about this place?"
"Me and some of my buddies camped out here a few times when I was about 16 or 17. The trees give shade and the campsite slopes down on the one side in case it rains the water will run off.
"And the pee," Johnny giggled, causing the rest of us to giggle and my dad to smile.
"Yes, but no pooping out here. There's bathrooms right up there and showers and I expect you boys to use both."
"We will dad, will you help us set up the tent?"
The next hour was spent setting up the tent and the campsite. Dad spread a tarp down before we put the tent down explaining that it would keep ground moisture away from us. He suggested we keep the coolers inside the tent because there were raccoons, but that they usually only came out at night. It was apparent dad knew a lot about camping.
Mom helped up fix the bedding we'd brought and fussed over it till it was just right, then gave us some last minute instructions like: don't eat too many sweets, and to be careful around the fire, and make sure it was out before we went to sleep.
"And no swimming alone," Dad added looking very serious, "always swim with a buddy and don't be afraid to ask one of the adults around here for help. Campers are good people for the most part, and you know where the ranger's trailer is. He lives on the grounds during the season."
We nodded our agreement and reassured him we'd be careful and eventually my folks decided they'd done everything they could and they headed off to check into their cabin. The cabin was about a 1/4 of a mile away facing the lake, but separated by a park that was just below the dike that ran all the way around that side of the lake and connected to the spillway which was right above the creek and only a hundred hards or so from where we were camped. We could actually hear the water spilling over and hitting the rocks below before feeding into the creek and it sounded great to our young ears. When the water was flowing like that the creek was clean and had a nice current running down it, but when it was dry the creek stagnated and stank. Fortunately that seldom happened.
"Let's go swimming," I said as soon as my folks drove up the hill.
We shucked our shirts and shoes and grabbed the two inner tubes we'd brought and hot footed it to the creek. On a hot day like that there was usually a lot of people in the creek, but that day it wasn't that busy.
As we neared the bank we saw a lady in the shallow part playing with a little girl that looked to be about 5 or so and further out were a couple of older boys splashing each other and playing grab ass. We said hi to the lady as we waded out to the deeper water and she smiled and said hi back.
The two boys stopped their playing around as we got closer and stared at us with goofy smiles. I guessed the boys to be maybe 9 or 10 and there was not doubt they were brothers because they looked just alike.
They seemed friendly enough and eventually we started talking to them and found out that they were 10 and their names were Jake and Luke and they were identical twins. They lived in Langley which was the town that was about ten miles away and just there for the day with their mom and sister.
We found all this out in like the first ten minutes because Jake talked non stop and didn't let up till we knew his life story. Luke seemed to hang on Jake's every word but he hardly said a word the whole time.
I can't really say the two of them were cute, but they weren't ugly or anything. They were both red-haired and had freckles and kind of skinny. Like most red-heads they had pale skin and it was obvious they were getting a little burned in the sun.
They tagged along as we swam to the far side and when we climbed up on the rocks and started diving off they held our inner tubes for us. I think they were too scared to dive, but both of them were pretty good swimmers.
Johnny found a rope swing that someone had attached to a tall tree that hung out over the creek and was doing his Tarzan yell as he swung out and hit the water with a loud splash. Of course Donnie and Larry had to try it, but Ricky and I held back.
I wasn't a coward, but there was something about flying out across the creek like that and hitting the water that made me nervous.
"Come on Robert, try it," Johnny said as he came up for air wiping water out of his eyes.
"Do I have to?"
"No, of course not...not if you're chicken....pok pok pok," he teased.
"I'm not chicken, I'm just not as crazy as you."
"It's okay, I'm tired of this anyway. Let's take the inner tubes down to the far end and float down the creek till we get back to here."
I noticed that the lady and the little girl had left the creek and were now sitting on a blanket under a shade tree. The little girl looked like she was asleep with her head in her mom's lap.
"Okay, you other guys can catch us as we float past," I said to the others and the twins said they'd help too.
It
was slow going since we were barefooted but eventually we
made it
to other end of the creek. As the water came over the spillway it hit a
series of rocks to slow it down then ran into the creek creating a
strong current that ran the entire length of the creek, however
only
about a quarter of a mile of it was accessible. The actual spillway was
a
few hundred feet up stream from where we waded out but we could hear
the water rushing over as we climbed onto our
inner tubes, and away we went.
There was a slight bend in
the creek and as
we rounded it we could see the other boys forming a line across the
creek waiting for us. The water was moving pretty quick but even in the
middle it was no more than six or eight feet deep and where the younger
boys
stood it was even shallower.
"Here we come!" we yelled as we got closer. "Don't let us get past ya' or we'll be smashed on the rocks." I joked.
There was actually a sort of rocky dam before the bridge which would actually stop us if the boys didn't grab us first and it was far enough ahead that we could have easily ditched the inner tubes in time, but it was all part of the fun to pretend.
As soon as we got close enough five hands grabbed us and before I knew what was happening one of the skinny little twins grabbed me and pulled me off the inner tube. As I went under he was hanging on to me for dear life. He had his arms locked around my neck and his face was so close we could have kissed.
The kid had a shit-eating grin on his face and as we surfaced he wrapped his legs around me and pulled his body against mine like a leech. The kid didn't weigh more than 60 pounds I guessed, but he was strong for a little kid and I couldn't pry him off no matter how hard I tried. Finally I fell backwards taking us both down and he let go and sputtered to the surface and swam away giggling.
Donnie and Larry rode the inner tubes down next and when they got back down to our end we dive bombed them and pulled them off and unfortunately one of the inner tubes got away from us and headed on down stream. Ricky was first to start after it and the twins were right behind him so we left it to them to bring it back.
After they snagged the runaway inner tube Ricky and the twins took their turns, Ricky in one inner tube and the twins sharing the other one. When they got back down to our end I made it my business to snag the twins' inner tube and pull both of them out of the tube. Johnny grabbed the tube and I suddenly had two giggling boys locked onto me.
I'm not saying it was sexual but it did feel pretty good to have their soft bodies pressed against me and suddenly I realized there was two hard things pressing against me too. The little devils had boners and from the feel of them they were pretty big for kids that age.
I didn't know which twin was which but it didn't really matter because they both seemed to be thinking the same thing as they began to grind their hard dicks against my hip on either side.
"Hey," I said laughing, "what's that poking me?"
"It's our wieners," the one on the right giggled.
"I can feel them," I said quietly, not wanting to embarrass them or call attention to what they were doing.
"Wanna see em'?"
"Right here?" I said actually considering it.
"Uh uh, not here. My momma's right there."
"I know," I said wondering what he had in mind, but before I could say anything else the twins pushed off me and swam away leaving me even more confused.
I joined Johnny and the others while the twins wandered off to where their mom sat on the blanket. For one horrible moment I was worried they might be going to tell her about the wiener incident, but apparently they just wanted a drink. They fished a soda out of a styrofoam ice chest and shared it for the next few minutes till it was gone then came running back into the creek.
Johnny and Donnie were swinging on the rope swing again and Larry and Ricky had the inner tubes around their waists floating lazily in the middle of the creek.
As soon as the twins got close enough they threw themselves at me and clung to me like they had before. I glanced at their mom but she was laying down on her back with an arm thrown over her eyes.
"Look Robert," one of the twins said suddenly pulling my attention away from his mom, "Down here." he said looking down between us.
I followed his stare and beneath the water I could just make out his hard little penis jutting out over the top of his shorts. It was uncut and pink as a worm and probably no more than 2" long, but it was cute.
"Me too," the other twin said pulling my attention to him and an almost identical dick.
I say almost identical because his dick was at least a half inch longer and fatter too. Well, I thought to myself, that's one way to tell them apart.
"Which one are you?" I asked dumbly.
"I'm Jake silly head." So Jake had the bigger dick, now I knew.
After that it was easy for me to tell them apart, well not because of his big dick, but because Jake had red shorts and Luke had blue ones.
Just as quickly as it all began it was over. Both the twins swam away and for the rest of the afternoon they didn't try anything else. At first I was disappointed, but after a while I just forgot about it and joined in the play and we had a great time.
After a couple of hours the lady yelled at the twins to get out and even though they grumbled a little at having to leave they obeyed her quickly. As they passed me they were grinning and I swear Jake winked. I smiled back and winked and watched their cute little butts as they climbed out and joined their mom and sister on the bank. We waved and they waved back as they drove off and then they were gone, never to be seen by us again.
It's amazing how many people come and go in our lives, but for that brief time that we know them they seem very important to us. That was the way the twins were, and later when I told the others what had happened they all laughed and said they wished they'd got to see the twins' dicks too.
We swam a little while longer, but we started getting tired and thirsty so we finally waded out and went back to the campsite to get a drink and rest a while. As we sat around on the picnic table drinking a soda and resting we discussed our plans for the rest of the day.
"We should go walk across the spillway, there's a cool place on the other side and it's private," Johnny said grinning.
"Yeah, that sounds fun," I said ginning, "what can we do over there?"
"Anything we want to," Johnny said raising his eyebrows comically.
"We put on our shoes without socks and our ball caps and started out for the spillway. There was a little path leading through the trees and to the spillway but to get to the spillway we had to walk across some rocks and beneath this huge discharge pipe that shot out water about ten feel before splashing into the creek below the spillway.
We got a little wet from the dribble at that base but the main torrent of water was well away from us. There was about a two foot gap from the rocks below the pipe and the cement base of the spillway and one by one we jumped across being careful not to slip on the wet mossy cement.
The spillway was several hundred feet long and curved upward from the base sort of like an lower case n. The base was about six feet wide and dropped off into the creek sharply though at some places there were rocks. The water coming over the spillway formed an almost continuous sheet of water as it flowed down and one of the things we liked to do was walk up the curved side of the spillway a little and place our feet apart and pretend we were surfing. I know, it sounds lame, but it was lots of fun when you're a twelve year old boy.
After doing some pretend surfing, we walked on across the spillway and when we got to the middle the spillway dropped off into a deep pool of water. There were weeds and tall grasses at the end facing the creek but the pool itself was maybe twenty feet in diameter and about six feet deep.
Of course we couldn't resist exploring the pool and boy did we get a surprise. Jumping off the spillway and into the pool the first thing we noticed was a big splash at the other end and then Johnny was yelling and pointing.
"Did you see that big ole' fish? It looked lake a catfish or maybe a carp. I bet it was 10 pounds easy."
Donnie was the first to wade toward where we'd seen the splash and we quickly followed him, but of course all we were doing was scaring off anything that was there and Johnny figured that out first.
"Hold on, everyone stop where you are and don't move."
As I stood there gazing down at the murky water I realized my heart was beating faster and I was holding my breath. I was suddenly aware of all the other sounds around me, the rushing of the water across the spillway, the sounds of birds and insects, the wind through the trees.
I let out my breath and looked around at my friends and my heart was filled with such love and happiness that I almost started bawling right then and there. This was what being a boy was all about, being with your friends and having adventures, and in our case learning about our bodies and how much pleasure they could bring us. It was a great time to be a boy, the 60's, and even today as I sit and write these words I can feel those feelings all over again and they still evoke the same emotions in me that they did back then.
Suddenly I heard Donnie yelp and as he bent low in the water he grabbed at something and moments later his arms came up holding the biggest fish I'd ever seen. It was flopping and doing it's best to get away but Donnie had it hugged to him in a death grip as we dashed forward to see his prize.
"It's a big ole' carp, the biggest one I ever seen," Johnny said admiring Donnie's catch.
"Wow, I never seen a fish that big," I said in awe.
Everyone had to get a feel of the slippery slimy thing and eventually it began to quit struggling as much probably because it needed air.
"What should we do with it?" Larry asked stroking it's fins.
"We could cook it, but he's probably got lots of little bones and it would be hard to eat," Johnny suggested.
I frowned, to catch it was one thing, but to kill and eat it was quite another. My dad wasn't much of a fisher and didn't hunt at all, unlike Johnny's dad, so I didn't have that killer instinct built into me.
"I'd rather have hot dogs," I laughed and everyone else laughed too, "I think we should let him go and let him live."
I hadn't meant for what I said to be so emotional, but that's how it came out and I think it affected my four friends as much as it did me.
Nodding in agreement, we all said goodbye to the big ole' carp and Donnie set him free. For a moment as he became acclimated again he just swam lazily at our feet as if he was one of us, but suddenly he jerked away and swam into the murky waters and out of sight.
"That was the coolest thing I ever saw," Ricky said and he spoke for all of us. It was a little thing, releasing that fish and letting it live, but we knew it was the right thing to do. We were just kids, but we knew we were part of something much bigger than all of us. That fish was part of that something as much as we were and it deserved the right to live as much as we did.
We washed the fish smell off of us as well as we could and climbed back up onto the spillway and started across again, this time with renewed excitement. The rest of the trip was pretty much uneventful till we were almost on the other side. About ten feet from the end of the dike there was a large crack in the base of the dike and it was filled with water and we had to jump across it. We all made it across without any trouble until it was Donnie's turn and when he landed on the other side his feet slipped and he fell flat on his butt.
We laughed at first but I could see the look of pain on his face and even as tough as he was I thought he was going to cry. Seeing what the others didn't I reached my hand out for him and helped him to his feet.
He brushed off his butt and made a face and only then did I see the rock laying exactly where Donnie had fallen.
"Are you okay, did you land on that rock?"
Nodding he turned to us and pushed down his shorts revealing an ugly bruise that had already began to form. If he hadn't been in pain, it might have been exciting to see his cute butt, but as it was I just felt sorry for him.
"Want me to kiss it?" Larry teased and all of us laughed, even Donnie.
"Maybe later," Donnie said giggling and that got us all giggling.
Like I said Donnie was tough and he shook it off and we continued onto the far side of the spillway. Here the going got tricky. To get up the hill and to the secluded spot Johnny mentioned we had to drop down to creek level and then climb up the side of the hill where a steep rocky trail led up to the top of the spillway.
Fortunately this far over there wasn't much water and there were a few small rocks we used for stepping stones. Johnny led the way with me right behind him, Ricky next, then Larry, and bringing up the rear, Donnie.
The going was slow up the steep trail and we were pretty much on all fours as we climbed. Looking up I saw Johnny's cute butt in front of me and smiled. Hopefully once we got to the top, I'd get a chance to see it and feel it uncovered.
At the top of the trail there was a narrow grassy section and next to the actual spillway and at this end of it was an enclosed area, which had benches built into it. I guess when they first built the spillway they had intended this to be an overlook, but since there was no way to get to it except the route we'd taken, not many people ever used it. Maybe at first they had planned on making it more accessible, maybe from the other side, but since that had never happened it was only for the adventurous.
From the walled in overlook we could see the lake and the creek and even some of the campgrounds, though the trees blocked most of it. Across the spillway there was a pump station and an overlook and a the top of the dike that led all around that side of the lake and curved around to the cabins where my folks were staying.
The wall surrounding the overlook was a little over 3 feet high and once we were inside it we were pretty much shielded from view. Not that there was anyone around to see us. There wasn't anyone on the other side of the spillway and anyone below us couldn't see us at all.
Sitting on the built in concrete benches we rested a minute and waited for what came next, but it didn't take long for things to start getting interesting.
"I need to pee," Donnie announced as he stood and walked down to the grassy part of the dike and let loose hosing the grass down before his piss ran down the bank.
We soon joined him and if anyone would have happened to be looking our way they would have seen five boys standing side by side pissing toward the lake, but I don't suppose anyone did, or would have thought much of it back then.
When Donnie was finished and he'd shaken off the last few drops he grabbed his dick and began to work the skin.
"Let's jack off right here," he said sounding excited.
"I gotta' better idea," Johnny said shaking his stiffening pecker off," let's go back over there. No one can see us there and we can do whatever we want."
Well he didn't have to ask me twice and the rest followed his lead just as easily. Once we were back inside the protection of the overlook Johnny hooked his fingers in his shorts and pulled them down to expose his already half hard pecker. Swinging his shorts over his head he laughed as the rest of us followed his lead.
Once we were naked and hard we formed a circle and each of us grabbed the guy's dick to the right of us and bean jacking it. Left to right it was me, Donnie, Larry, Ricky, and Johnny. Donnie's dick felt extra big and extra hard in my hand and I was really enjoying working it that warm summer day beneath the hot summer sun.
We were all sweating after a few minutes, but there was a cool breeze off the lake which dried our sweat and helped to cool us down. There was something especially exciting and naughty about doing what we doing in broad daylight and right out in the open, and naturally it didn't take long for us to come.
Johnny splashed first spilling his hot sticky seed on the concrete at our feet, but he never missed a stroke on my own cock and I was next, adding my own watery sperm to the mix. Larry was next, then Ricky and lastly Donnie, which suited me fine because I was really enjoying working his cock. All of us could come to some degree by then, though Larry's sperm was watery and only a few drops but the feeling was just as intense for each of us.
"Man that was good," Johnny said squeezing the last few drops of cum off his dick. Before he could wipe it off I grabbed his hand and licked it clean causing everyone to laugh. Then encouraged by their reaction, I bent down and licked his dick clean.
"Do us?" Larry teased.
I shrugged and moved over to where he stood and surprised the heck out of him and licked him clean, then made my way around till everyone was clean, well...except for my spit. I wished I'd got to suck them to begin with, but there was always tonight and who knew what would happen then.
We got dressed and stood looking out at the lake for a while as we rested, talking about what fun we'd had so far and what was next. We talked about the twins and laughed about them showing their wieners to me and it made us wonder if they messed around with each other.
"I bet they play with each other's peckers all the time," Johnny said tossing a pebble out across the lake, "Or suck each other."
"Yeah, and I bet it's really cool since they're twins and all. It'd be like sucking your own pecker," Donnie giggled.
"Except Jake's is bigger," I added, "and fatter."
"So what are we gonna do now?"
"Let's walk back across the dike and go up the hill to the top on the other side," I suggested, "we could even walk over to the park and maybe surprise mom and dad at the cabin."
"Better not," Johnny laughed, "they might be doing it."
They all laughed, except me, I'd seen that and it wasn't funny.
It took us another 15 minutes or so to get back across the spillway and the we had to climb up this steep rocky path to bank above. There was a cement stairway leading up to the top of the dike, but it was about a hundred feet further away so we decided to just go up the steep grassy bank of the dike.
It was harder than it looked and we were all tired by the time we got up to the top, but we were happy and laughing as we rested a minute before going on across the dike to the cement part where the pump house and a bigger overlook were.
From this overlook we could look across the lake, straight down the spillway or stare down at the creek and the overflow pipe. It was a long way down and it made me a little dizzy, but there was no real danger as long as we didn't do anything stupid.
Looking back on that day I wish we'd had a camera to document our adventures. It would have been nice to have a picture of us smiling nearly naked boys as we stood up there on the overlook. Today it's so easy, every phone is a camera and there's no excuse for missing a photo op, but back then cameras still used film which had to be developed and I didn't even own a camera.
"Come on, let's walk down to the park," I said after a while, "we don't have to go to the cabin, but I wanna check the park out."
The going was easy here, the center was wide enough for a vehicle and covered in fine gravel and the sides were grassy. As we strolled along we kept checking out the lake and the surrounding area.
"Hey, what's that over there?" Ricky asked suddenly staring across the road that ran below us and into the town.
"Oh, my dad says it's a fishing pond just for kids. No one over 16 is allowed to fish there and the city stocks it with fish."
"Cool, we should grab our poles later and go fishing," Johnny suggested.
"Fine with me," I said even though I wasn't much of a fisherman.
At the end of the dike there were steps leading down into the park which had a sidewalk running through it. There were flower gardens and swings and at the top of a hill next to the road was a cement building with bathrooms.
The park faced the lake on one side and there was a building located right next to the water and one of those swings like you see on people's porches only this one was hung from a metal frame sort of like the ones at school only smaller.
We all five crammed into the swing and giggled as we swung out toward the water. Donnie was sitting on my lap and I could feel his hot sweaty ass against my dick and it felt nasty. Despite having jacked off less than an hour ago I was already starting to get horny again and I wondered if the other were too.
"I need to pee again," I said when we finally jumped out of the swing, "let's go check out the bathroom."
We walked up the cement walk to the top of the hill and pushed open the door to the bathroom. It was dark inside and smelled like pee and poop, but it didn't slow us down any. It was a tight fit for the five of us, but somehow we managed to get inside without too much trouble.
"Hey, look at this," Larry said pointing to a crude drawing of a dick on the wall. It had hairy balls and was squirting out the piss slit and below it someone had written. Suck this, be here Saturday at 3.
"Wow, think that's for real?" I asked excitedly.
"Probably was a long time ago, look how faded it is," Larry said rubbing a finger across it.
"We should come back tomorrow at 3 and see," Donnie suggested.
"Yeah, let's do it," Johnny said, "I'd like to see it if it's that big," he laughed.
"Right now I gotta pee," I said pulling down my trunks and whipping out my pecker.
Johnny joined me and we crossed streams as and giggled as we emptied our bladders once more.
When we were finished the others took a turn while we waited. I guess if it hadn't been so hot and so stinky we might have done something in there, but as soon as we finished peeing we headed outside to get some fresh air.
"Let's just walk up to the cabins and see if we can figure out which one mom and dad are staying in. We don't have to go in, I just wanna see which is there's."
"Okay, sure that's okay," Johnny said basically answering for everyone, "but afterwards I say we go get our fishing poles and go fishing in the kid's pond."
As we climbed the steps to the road we could see a couple of cabins on the other side of the road, but the pickup wasn't at either of those. There were more cabins further back down the little side road but we wouldn't be able to see them from where we were. As we got closer to the road Johnny pointed and when we all looked we could see the pickup parked in front of a little cabin and on the front porch my mom and dad sat looking out toward the lake.
When they saw us mom waved and we ran toward the cabin. By the time we got there we were winded and sweating like mad, but grinning like crazy. I was sort of glad to see my folks and happy to know they were so close and that now I knew exactly where they were.
"Hi boys, what have you been up to?" Dad said grinning.
"Just exploring, we're gonna' go fishing over at the pond next," I answered wiping the sweat off my forehead.
"Are you boys thirsty?" mom asked getting up. Of course we were. "How about some ice water? I'm sure you boys have drank enough pop today."
Mom fixed us paper cups full of ice water and we sat around on the front porch drinking them and visiting with our folks.
"What are you guys gonna' do today?"
"Not much son, relax in the shade and maybe drive over to Langley for dinner. Do you boys need anything?"
"Nope, we're fine. You and mom should have fun," I said grinning, "you deserve some fun." I said then blushed bright red. I guessed they'd had some fun about eight months ago and at Christmas.
Dad chuckled, "Why are you blushing Robert? Does it embarrass you that your folks might have some fun once in a while."
"Michael!" my mom said swatting my dad, "You're awful."
"What? I'm just saying we're not too old to have fun. I can't help it if he takes it the wrong way."
The others got a good laugh out of it, but I was mortified the rest of the time I was there, but fortunately we didn't hang around much longer. Once we'd finished our water we crumbled our cups and threw them away and decided to go back and get our fishing stuff.
"It's a long walk Mike, why don't you take the boys back to get their stuff and then drop them off at the pond. On the way back you can bring me some ice cream," she said smiling.
"Awww..we want ice cream," I whined.
"Get the boys some ice cream on the way dear."
"Yes dear," dad said smiling.
So dad sprang for ice cream and we ate it as he drove us back to the campsite. We grabbed our fishing stuff and put on our shirts and ball caps to keep the sun off of us. By the time we got to the pond we'd finished our ice cream cones and our hands were a little sticky, but we could wash them off in the pond.
"Have fun boys," dad said as we piled out, "be careful and don't stay out past dark. I want you in the tent by dark. So that means taking your showers before the sun goes down. Got that?"
"Yes sir, we promise." I said leaning in the window. Then in a low voice I added, "Have fun and don't forget mom's ice cream."
"Okay," he laughed, "we'll pick you boys up about 9 for breakfast. That way you can sleep a little late."
"Okay, thanks dad. Byeeee."
The others said goodbye and waved as he drove off and we headed to the pond to check it out. At one end there was room to walk around the pond by the road, but the other end seemed to have some kind of cement barrier. We decided to check it out first and got quite a surprise. There was a heavy tubular fence running along that end of the pond and in the middle there was this cement thing with steel grates that let the water flow in through if it got to full. It was sort of like a mini-spillway, except the grating only let the water through. The water drained down into a deep trough that led out into an underground pipe that carried it away and I assumed wound up in the creek across the way.
The cool thing was that at this end you could actually see the fish swimming around in the water and we parked ourselves here and baited our lines and threw them in. We'd dug the worms up in my backyard the night before and they were big ones, but we also had some Catalpa worms from the big Catalpa tree in my back yard. I hated using those things though, cause they oozed this green slimy stuff and it was so gross when you got it on your hands.
Johnny was the first to get a bite on his Zebco 202 and we all stopped to watch him reel his line in. The way he was acting we expected it to be a monster but when he finally got it reeled in we all started laughing.
"Oh shit, it's Moby Dick," I howled as he held up a small sunfish.
"Very funny. All I can say is he put up a good fight," Johnny said joining in the laughter.
He took the fish off the hook and held him up with one finger in his mouth, "Well, goodbye shrimp," he said tossing it back in, "Come back when you grow up."
Meanwhile Donnie's cork when under and he yelled out and grabbed his beat up old rod with it's open face reel and began reeling in his catch. This time we weren't disappointed as Donnie hauled out a nice little catfish.
"Whoa, nice one," Johnny said, "here put it on the stringer."
Donnie took it off the hook being careful not to let the catfish gig him with it's barbs then looked at us and frowned. Maybe he was thinking about the big carp we'd let loose earlier, or maybe he just wasn't in the mood to clean and cook fish, but for whatever reason his next words seemed to capture the mood of all of us.
"Naw, I'm just gonna' let em' go. We got hot dogs to eat and some kid might need to catch him and eat him someday."
So there it was, maybe Donnie didn't have a lot of fancy words to say what he meant, but he had a heart of gold and we had to respect that.
"Yeah, who wants to clean fish anyway?" Johnny chimed in, "We'll just catch em' and throw em' back. Catchin' em' is the most fun anyway."
Like I said I'm not much of a fisherman and after a while I abandoned my rod and reel and went over to the little spillway and started poking around. Ricky soon joined me, since he hadn't brought a fishing pole, and we walked on across the spillway and around the back a ways.
"Hey, look. What's that?" he said pointing at something moving in the shallow water.
"It's a crawdaddy," I said stooping to pick it up, being careful not to let it pinch me. It was a big one and I held it up and shouted for the others to see and suddenly fishing was forgotten as the other three boys hurried over to see our catch.
We found two more crawdads and silly Donnie got pinched by a big one, but he said it didn't hurt much and he just laughed. We finally got bored and put them back and then walked on around the pond checking things out. We went all the way around the pond and then back to where our poles were and reeled them in and got ready to go.
"What time you reckon it is?" Johnny said looking up at the afternoon sky.
"I'd say...three, maybe three thirty," Ricky said, "from where the sun is. My dad taught me how to tell time using the sun and how to find North if I ever got lost."
"Still gots lots of time till it gets dark. What do you guys wanna' do now?"
"Swim some more?" I suggested, "but first let's go get a pop."
We walked back to the campsite and grabbed a can of pop and sat in the shade and drank them while we talked about things.
"Man I can't wait till it gets dark and we build a fire and roast our hot dogs and marshmallows," Donnie said.
"And tell ghost stories," Johnny added, "I gotta new one just for this campout."
"Oh God," I said shaking my head, "we'll be too scared to sleep after you tell it."
Johnny laughed, "Yeah, it's a scary one."
We finished our pop and walked back down to the creek on this time a bit further up stream. We waded out on the gravel lined bank and into the water and the first thing we saw was some big carp swimming around in the water.
"Wow, almost as big as the one over by the spillway," Donnie said.
"I bet some of these big carp are really old, like maybe a hundred years old," Johnny said causing us to laugh.
"Not a hundred years, maybe ten," I said rolling my eyes.
"Anyway, they're no good for eating, so most people don't even bother with em'."
"We should have brought the inner tubes," Ricky said.
"Let's wade across and see what's on the other side," Johnny suggested. It's shallow right here.
With Johnny in the lead we waded out into the creek but at this point it never got more than three feet deep and once we got to the other side it was mostly gravel and some big rocks. We made it to the bank on the other side and fortunately it wasn't muddy or we'd have never got up it. Once we were on the bank there was a trail that led all along that side so we guessed we weren't the first ones to go exploring.
Johnny led the way as usual with me right behind him. It felt good to be here with my best friend, well boyfriend, and all my other friends sharing this adventure and I don't think I had ever been that happy in my whole life. I wanted to grab Johnny and kiss him or something, but even though the guys wouldn't have cared, I didn't want to embarrass Johnny by being too affectionate in front of them.
As we neared the end of the creek where the rope swing and the big diving rocks were Johnny pointed to what looked like a small cave up the side of the hill.
"Wonder what lives up there, maybe a wildcat or a bear."
"More likely a opossum." Larry chuckled.
"Or a rabbit," I said cracking up, remembering the incident at Salty last summer..
The others had heard the story, but I told it again, and we all had a good laugh before starting up the hill to see what the cave held.
Once we got up there it was obvious the cave wasn't as deep as we'd first thought. Nothing bigger than a bunny rabbit could have fit in there, but when Johnny poked a stick in there something else came slithering out....a snake.
Boy you never seen five boys run so fast. We were back down the hill and on the bank by the time that snake got straightened out. We laughed nervously, but Johnny assured us it was just a bull snake and not poisonous at all.
We kept looking behind us the whole time we were walking along the creek bank but pretty soon we forgot about the snake and started exploring again. Eventually we came to a steep path that led right up the side of the bluff, winding around big boulders and taking us higher and higher.
Looking down we could see the creek below us through the trees and brush. A couple of teenage boys were playing around in the middle of the creek, but I don't think they could see us from where they were.
Above us was more brush and trees and beyond that all the way at the top were houses, but we had no hopes of getting that high. The path eventually leveled out and wound along the bluff for a while, but there was no way to go any higher.
We stopped and rested for a few minutes staring down through the trees and brush that blocked our view of the creek now. We were completely concealed now, but we were so hot and tired no one was thinking about anything but that.
"I wish I'd brought my canteen," Johnny said panting like a dog.
"Yeah, I could sure use a drink," I agreed.
"I can piss in your mouth," Johnny joked.
"Or shoot sperm in it," Larry giggled.
"Are you guys horny?" Johnny said rubbing the front of his shorts.
"I gotta boner," Donnie said thrusting his crotch out to show us his tent.
"Wanna' jerk off or something?" Johnny asked mauling his cock through his shorts now.
"We already did that," I reminded him, "how bout' we suck each other?"
"Fine by me."
Everyone was horny and up for a blow job, but the question was: how best to do it. If we could have laid down we might have been able to form a circle and do each other at once, but there wasn't room for that.
"How about we draw straws? Long one gets sucked first, short one sucks him. Then we start over again till everyone gets off."
I wasn't quite sure how that would work, but I figured Johnny did so we let him take charge. Johnny broke the sticks up into five lengths and palmed then and everyone drew. I got the shortest one, which was fine, and Ricky got the longest one, which was also fine.
Before we started Johnny put the sticks back in his hand and the other three drew again. This time Donnie wound up sucking Johnny while Larry was left to watch.
I had Ricky take off his trunks and he sat on them on a big rock while I knelt between his legs and started licking and sucking his cock. It was sweaty and salty tasting, but I loved the taste and feel of it. I guess even back then I was a natural born cock-sucker, and not to brag, but I was pretty good at it.
Ricky was moaning and wiggling around and I could tell he wasn't going to last long so I came up off his cock and started licking and sucking on his balls.
"Wow, he's licking Ricky's balls," Larry said rubbing the lump in his trunks.
"I can do that too," Donnie said demonstrating on Johnny.
"I want someone to do that to me."
"Wait your turn, someone will...." Johnny said between moans.
I went back to sucking Ricky then and he grabbed my head gently and was just sort of holding my head and guiding me as I slobbered up and down his hard cock. I loved the taste and feel of him and I was totally lost in my feelings as I worked on his cock.
I could tell Johnny was getting close too by the look on his face and when he closed his eyes and cried out, I knew Donnie was getting a mouthful. Not long after that Ricky bucked up and planted his hard dick in my throat and shot what little sperm he had straight down my throat. I did manage to taste a little of is as I pulled back up and licked his head clean and it was tasty.
"We draw again," Johnny said after he'd recovered and pulled up his trunks, "Everyone but Larry, he automatically get sucked, the shortest straw does the sucking."
I guess that made sense, but who cared anyway, we'd all eventually get off in someone's mouth. Larry already had his trunks off when Johnny pulled the short stick out and held it up for all of us to see.
"Okay, I suck Larry. Now, Robert and Donnie draw."
We drew and I got the short stick again which was fine. I'd suck Donnie and then we'd draw again to see who sucked me. But right now I was eager to get Donnie's uncut cock in my mouth, cause I knew from experience that it always tasted so good.
I took my time with Donnie, sort of teasing him and licking his nuts and rubbing his butt and chest and legs while he moaned and ran his fingers through my hair. I liked Donnie a lot and I was happy to make him feel so good. He had sort of a hard life and I wanted to make this trip with us extra special.
When Donnie came he just sort of sighed really big and I tasted his watery sweet/salty cum hit my tongue. I rolled it around my mouth savoring the flavor and then swallowed it and licked him clean before he got too sensitive.
"I'll just suck you if you want," Donnie said softly and that was that. No need to draw sticks.
Larry had come about the same time Donnie had and him and Johnny were sitting on a rock watching Donnie drop to his knees and suck me off. He's had me stand, which was fine with me, and he kept looking up at me and smiling around my dick like he was in love with it. I guess maybe in a way he had special feelings for me too. We'd known each other a long time, and before I'd gotten so close to Johnny, we'd hung out a lot. It's weird that we never really did much messing around, but we were younger then and I guess we just didn't think about that stuff as much. Now though sex was on our minds almost all the time.
When Donnie reached back and began rubbing my butt I pushed my dick into his mouth and sort of began humping his mouth. I guess he liked that okay cause he just held still and let me keep doing it and pretty soon I was getting close.
"I'm close...."
Donnie pulled off and began to lick and suck my hairless nuts then all the while rubbing my butt and back. After a few minutes of this he put his mouth back on my pecker and pulled me all the way in. I could feel the back of his throat around my pecker head and he was working his muscles and it felt amazing. He gagged a little then pulled up and began going up and down on my dick with his mouth. Eventually he let loose of my butt and started jacking my foreskin as he sucked and that was what sent me over the edge.
"Ugggggghhhh..coming," I gasped as my pecker fired off my first little squirt of sperm. He gobbled it down greedily and the next two and then I just dribbled and he licked that all up too. Pulling off he licked my pecker clean then stood up.
"Good one?"
"Yeah, real good." I said still feeling a little shaky.
"Well, that was quite a show," a strange voice said as I jerked up my trunks and swung around to see who it was.
The voice had come from a teenage boy, probably 16 or so and he was with another boy about the same age. Suddenly I realized it was the two boys I'd seem earlier at the creek. How they had managed to sneak up on us without any of us hearing them was a mystery to me, but I'd soon find out why.
Looking at the boys I realized two things, they were cute, and they were Native American. They didn't seem mad or upset at what they'd seen, but we still didn't know what to say or do. Fortunately Johnny did.
"So, it's our business."
"Hey, don't get mad," the other kid said grinning.
"Yeah, looks like fun. We like fun, don't we Tommy?"
The other boy nodded, "Yeah, fun, but I bet they don't do big peckers," he laughed.
"How big?" I said before I could stop myself.
The first boy raised an eyebrow, "We'll show ya', but you gotta' do something for us."
"Yeah Will, they gotta do something, don't they?"
"Like what?" I squeaked out. No way did I want to get fucked by a strange boy with a big pecker.
"Oh, jack us off...or suck us is all."
"Oh, well...." I said looking around at the others for help.
"Let's see em' first," Johnny said taking charge again.
Will shrugged and began unbuttoning his cutoff jean shorts and Tommy began pushing down his shorts. Five sets of eyes were on those two as they lowered their shorts to reveal a dark patch of pubic hair that sprang out like it was packed in too tightly.
With sly grins on their faces they pushed their shorts on down until their peckers sprang up and over the top revealing too long uncut peckers that were only half hard at this point. I began to wonder just how old these two were, but since I'd only seen one other teenage cock, Donnie's brother Larry, I didn't have much to compare them to.
As we watched the fleshy tubes grew until they were at least 6" long, Tommy's a little fatter, but Will had the biggest balls of the two.
"So, think you could help us out?" Will asked sounding much less cocky than before.
"I guess," I said moving closer and putting my hand around his cock.
It felt hot and damp, from sweat or the creek, and I could feel the blood pumping through it with each heart beat. Well, needless to say I was hooked. I guess that natural born cock-sucker thing kicked in cause' before I knew what was happening I was on my knees with Will's big cock in my small warm mouth.
His moans were all the encouragement I needed, and when I looked up at him he was pretty much zoned out. His eyes were half-closed and he was shaking as if he was freezing. I pushed his wet clingy shorts on down and let them drop to his feet.
Reaching back I began rubbing his butt without even thinking about it, and that brought even more moans from him. I looked to my right to see what Tommy was doing and saw Donnie take his position in front of him as he began to give Tommy what I was giving Will.
"Uh, you guys are nasty," Tommy moaned, "right Will?....uh, feels fucking good too."
"Yeah, almost as good as fucking a pussy," Will said trying to sound macho, I guessed. I doubted he'd ever gotten near a pussy before, but even if he had it was obvious he enjoyed this more.
"Lick those nuts," Will whispered.
I wasn't too keen about all the hair down there, but fortunately his nuts were pretty smooth and I managed to get them licked up pretty good even though they were too big to actually put in my mouth.
Those big balls got me to thinking about how big a load this kid was gonna shoot and I guess I got a little excited. Up until now Larry's was the biggest load I'd ever taken and it was pretty big, but as big as Will's nuts were surely he would produce twice as much sperm.
"Okay, suck my peter some more," Will sighed.
I looked over at Donnie who was working Tommy's cock with his hand and his mouth just like he'd done me and I knew Tommy wasn't going to last much longer. I didn't really see any of the joy and excitement in Donnie's face that I had when he was sucking me, but he was still doing a great job.
As for me I was loving every minute of blowing my second teenage cock and truth was, if Donnie hadn't taken care of Tommy I would have made him my third. But I was content to work on Will's piece of hard flesh and anxious to get my reward when he blew his nuts down my throat.
I reached down and began to gently rub his big nuts as I continued to suck, going as deep as I could and then coming up giving him a good slobbering. He threw his head back and grabbed my head and not very gently began jamming his cock deep into my throat but I was ready for him and when he cried out and began to come I managed to pull up enough to taste it.
Even though I was sure he would produce a lot of sperm I was still not prepared for how much his huge balls held. I swallowed a fast as I could, gagging and choking, but still I couldn't catch it all. Some escaped my mouth and ran down my chin and dripped onto the ground and he still wasn't done. When he finally stopped shooting and began to just dribble I managed to swallow what I had in my mouth and quickly lick him clean before pulling away and wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
"I come a lot," he said almost apologetically, "Sorry if I choked ya'."
"Naw, it's okay," I said standing up. Suddenly I realized I was hard again, and just from sucking off Will.
"You gotta boner," Will said smiling, "did you like my peter?"
"Uh huh, it was..nice." Nice? What was wrong with me? Nice? For God's sake. "It's big and your balls are huge."
"Yeah, I know. That's why I make so much sperm. Wow, that was good. No one's ever done that before."
Meanwhile Tommy was moaning and thrusting as Donnie jerked and sucked as fast as he could and suddenly he cried out and began to unload in Donnie's mouth. Apparently he didn't make quite as much sperm as Will did because Donnie swallowed it all down and was up on his feet after a minute or so.
"Oh man, that was nasty," Tommy said sighing, "better than jacking off, that's for sure."
"Yeah, you boys live around here?" Will asked sounding hopeful.
"Nope, just camping for the weekend. My mom and dad brought us and they're staying over in a cabin by the park...across from the lake."
"Ah, too bad. We live in that trailer across the road from the park. We're half brothers."
"Uh, how old are you guys?" I asked curiously.
"I'm 16, Tommy is 15."
"Wow, how big will your pecker get when you get older?"
"Probably grow some, but not much. I think I got most of my growth already. Any way. You guys mess around like this a lot?"
I shrugged, and Johnny took over.
"We like to have fun, that's all. Nothing wrong with it, is there?"
"Hell no, it's great. Wish we could do it every day. Thanks a lot...uh, what was your name kid?"
"I'm Robert," I said blushing, "you're welcome. It was...uh, fun."
"I'm Donnie," Donnie said grinning, "and I had fun too."
"Uh, okay..thanks Donnie," Tommie said grinning.
"Where are you guys camping at?"
"By the road that goes up the hill, in the blue tent," Johnny answered before I could, "Uh, I'm Johnny by the way, that's Larry and Ricky."
The two teens uttered hey to everyone then Will looked at us and smiled, "What if we snuck out and came to see ya' tonight?"
I shrugged and Johnny laughed, "I figured you'd say that, but if you come visit, you gotta' help us get off too."
Will and Tommy exchanged a look and smiled, "We can do that, right Tommy?"
"Yeah, no problem. You guys got any beer or anything?"
"Naw, we're only 12," I said shaking my head, "all we got is pop."
"Pop's good. It might be late like 10 or 11 before we can sneak out, is that okay?"
"Fine by us, we're gonna stay up late anyway, right guys?" Johnny said shrugging.
"Okay, good...well we gotta get back. Wanna walk down with us?"
We let the teens lead and we followed thinking about all that happened and what was ahead. At first I wasn't too sure about having them come join in our fun, but I figured we'd have Saturday night with just us five and so it would be okay.
By the time we reached the creek we were ready to swim and cool off and Will and Tommy joined us and played around with us. They'd take turns letting us get on their shoulders and then throwing us off and it was a lot of fun.
Once when I was climbing up Will I accidentally let my crotch hit him in the face and he bit me through my trunks causing us both to giggle and he dropped me into the water. It was fun and I really enjoyed feeling his hard teenage body against mine. I mean Johnny's body was nice, but Will was really well built and handsome too. Tommy, on the other hand, was sort of soft looking. I mean he wasn't fat or anything, but he just didn't have the muscles like Will did. Both were cute, but of the two Will was definitely the better looking of the two and the sexiest.
It was getting late by the time the two step brothers said they had to go and we decided to walk with them since our campsite was on the way. That way they'd know exactly where we were camping.
When we got there the two hung around a little while and we offered them a pop, and of course they accepted it. At this rate, we'd need more pop before the weekend was over, but we still had enough for the rest of the day and evening.
After they drank their pop they said goodbye and we watched them walk up the road and out of sight.
"Boy, that was crazy." Ricky said, "I thought we were gonna get beat up or something when they caught us."
"Naw, they're okay...just horny. Everyone okay with them coming over tonight?" Johnny said.
Everyone was, but I doubted any of them were as excited about it as I was. I mean how could I not be with Will being so sexy and that big ole' peter of his and all that come? I was like a kid in a candy store when it came to that stuff.
We were starving by the time the sun started to get low in the sky and we realized that we hadn't eaten since breakfast. Johnny and Donnie gathered wood and started a fire with the cigarette lighter Johnny had somehow managed to obtain while the rest of us found sticks to cut for roasting our hot dogs.
We used Johnny's knife to cut the sticks and soon we were ready to roast our dinner. Donnie found a stick that made a Y and was roasting two hot dogs at once and everyone thought that was funny. My first one fell off my stick but we were able to dig it out and wipe it off and I finished roasting it and stuck it in a bun. I put mustard and ketchup on it and ate it in four bites along with a handful of BBQ chips.
We had a blast eating those hot dogs that night, slurping pop and crunching chips and consuming two packs of hot dogs. We were saving the marshmallow for later after our showers and while we told ghost stories, but we did eat some cookies after we finished our hot dogs.
When we were finished eating we gathered up our clean clothes and a bar of soap and our towels and walked down to the bathrooms. As we stepped inside the block walled building I noticed that to the right was a toilet stall with a door and next to it a urinal tucked back between the stall and the shower enclosure.
The shower enclosure was curtained off and had an area that was dry for leaving your clothes and drying off afterwards and the actual shower part had a curtain to keep the water from getting out and of course for privacy.
Well, we weren't shy and all five of us piled into the dry part and stripped off our trunks. All of us wouldn't fit in the actual shower at once so Johnny and me showered together and then the other three showered together.
We shared the bar of soap and by the time we were finished that bar of Dial was about half the size it had been.
"Hey, know what Dial spells backwards?" Johnny asked suddenly.
"No what?"
"Laid, get it...Laid," he giggled and of course so did we.
"Well, maybe we'll all get laid then," I said through my giggles.
"Oh, you can count on it," Johnny said slapping my butt playfully.
Since we'd gotten off earlier we really weren't all that horny, but we did get about half hard while soaping up each other's bodies. It was what you'd call, good clean fun, I guess and we certainly felt better afterwards.
Problem was once we got out of the shower and dried off we got sweaty again in a few minutes. It was still in the mid 80's even that late in the day and wouldn't cool off much until the sun went down. If we were lucky it would be in the 70's later and at least cool enough to sleep, not that we planned on doing much of that.
We put our shoes on and combed our hair in the mirror over the sinks on the opposite wall and gathered up our stuff and went back to camp. By then the sun was just starting to go down so we still had an hour or so to wait till dark. We sat around on the picnic table talking and cutting up as the sun sank lower and lower in the sky.
The air had begun to feel cooler already and we could see camp fires across the way as other campers settled in for the evening. Most of the other campers were in trailers or campers, but there were a few tent campers in the area in the middle where all the trees were.
Johnny hopped down and went into the tent and emerged with the bag of marshmallows and tossed it to me. He grabbed the sticks we'd used for the hot dogs and we sat down around the fire on the logs we'd rolled up there earlier.
Darkness seemed to come suddenly but we were too busy roasting marshmallows and giggling to notice until it had descended on us completely.
"It's dark now, start the story," Donnie urged.
"Okay, but I hope everyone pooped today, cause if you didn't you may have Hershey shorts when we're done," he joked.
Donnie raised his butt cheek and fired off a long slow fart and everyone laughed, "More room outside than inside," he giggled.
"Oh God, that stinks," Larry said holding his nose, "What did you eat, road kill?"
"Nope, weenies make me fart."
"Don't sleep next to me then."
"You can snuggle up to my butt," Donnie teased, "but no poking me with ur' pecker."
"You lovers can figure that out later," Johnny barked, "Time to get scared out of your skin."
Appropriately the story was about some teens camping in the woods and after they were in their tent they heard a noise in the bushes. The one kid wanted to go check it out but the other one said it was probably a raccoon or something and told him to go back to sleep.
It went on and on and was actually kind of boring at first then it got pretty good and by the time he got to the last horrifying scream and grab we were all on the edge of our log. Of course he was next to me so I got grabbed and I think I peed a little.
"Good one," Donnie said, "but now I gotta pee and I aint goin' alone. Who else needs to go?"
We all did and as we stood there side by side on the slope and letting loose of our hot boy piss we talked about the story and how scary it was all the time looking around to make sure the thing didn't slip up on us.
"So, who's next?"
Donnie had a pretty good ghost story, but it was almost funny the way he told it. I mean he talked sort of funny anyway and used a lot of hillbilly slang, but it was pretty good and we all told him so when he was done.
After Donnie's story we wandered over to the road and found a toad and played with it for a while and then we heard someone coming down the hill. It was Will and Tommy, but it was only about 8 or 9 by then.
They joined us at the bottom of the road and Will said their dad and mom had gone into Langely to party and wouldn't be back till after midnight so they decided to come early.
"Have you guys done anything yet?"
"Just been eating marshmallows and telling ghost stories, that's all." I said kicking at a piece of gravel.
"You guys got any pop left?"
"Yeah, a few."
"You got any money? We could walk up to the Pit Stop and get a pop with ice." The Pit Stop was a grocery store and gas station sort of like what would be known as convenience stores in a few years.
"Do you?" I asked. I didn't think it was fair that we were doing all the buying.
"Yeah, we can buy ours if you guys got money for yours."
So we slipped on our shirts and walked up the road then down the grassy shoulder and into town. There were sidewalks once we got to the town and it didn't take us long to get to the store. I was surprised they were open so late, but I guessed on the weekends in the summer they had a lot of tourist trade and it was pretty busy that night.
We got cups and filled them with ice and filled them at the soda fountain and each paid for our drink at the counter. They were sweet and ice cold and really hit the spot. The air was humid even though it had cooled down some and we were sweating as we headed back to the camp.
"Hey, let's go up on top of the spillway," Will suggested and since we had nothing but time we said yes.
We used the steps this time and boy that was quite a climb. We were winded by the time we got to the top, but the view was worth it. Out on the lake we could see boats with lights on them, probably from guys doing some night fishing. High on the bluff we could see the lights of the houses and I wondered what kind of people lived up there. Did they have kids, or were they old folks that retired here? We walked over to the overlook and gazed down at the spillway and listened to the water rushing over and a sort of peace filled my heart.
"We could do stuff here and no one could see us," Will said leaning against the cement railing with his arms out to either side.
"Yeah, but it's better when you can lay down," Johnny reminded him.
"Yeah, I guess so. Well, I'm ready to go when you guys are. You ready Tommy?"
"Sure, yeah....I'm horny already," he said grinning.
The trip back to the camp took about ten minutes and by the time we got there we'd finished most of our drinks. The tent was basically a four man tent and us five boys fit in it just fine, but it was a little crowded with all seven of us in there.
It was hot too, but fortunately since the tent door faced the hill we could leave it open to let some air in. It was still warm in there, but I figured once we got our clothes off it would be better. The question was: who was going to start things rolling.
"So, what do you guys want to do?" Will asked after everyone was seated.
"We should get nekkid," Donnie suggested, "then it'd be cooler."
"Okay, but you guys go first."
Donnie was already shirtless and when he stripped off his shorts we discovered he wasn't wearing underwear. His pecker was already half hard and he scratched at his balls absent-mindely. Tommy seemed to be studying his naked body with interest but when the rest of us started to undress his gaze was wondering all over the place.
Once we were naked, we looked at the two teens expectantly and they began to lose their clothes. Will was wearing the same cut-offs as earlier but Tommy had changed into a pair of cut off sweats that were really baggy on him. Neither of them wore underwear and as soon as they stripped off their shorts their hard cocks sprang up like jack-in-the-boxes.
Will's cock looked wet on the end and I could smell his strong teenage odor from my seat right beside him.
"So, now what?"
"Now we have fun," Johnny said, "but this time we have fun too, not just you two."
I loved Johnny for taking charge, but I worried a little. These two kids were a lot bigger than us and even though there was five of us, they could have done some damage if they wanted to. Fortunately they weren't mean, all they wanted was to have some fun, the same kind of fun we liked to have.
"Sure, no problem, so what do you want us to do?"
"To show you're serious, you both should suck each one of us for a little while."
Will shrugged, "Okay, it's sort of crowded though. How we gonna' do this?"
We wound up with the five us standing side by side around the tent walls with Will and Tommy on their knees. Will started with Johnny who was first in line and Tommy started with Ricky who was at the other end. I was in the middle with Donnie on my left and Larry on my right.
They didn't linger very long on our dicks but eventually they both slobbered up our dicks for a few minutes, just enough to get us really horny.
"Now us," Will almost begged.
"Lay down," Johnny said. "Yeah, leave a little room between you," Johnny said sounding excited.
"Okay, Robert come help me with Will, the rest of ya' work on Tommy."
I didn't know exactly what Johnny had in mind but it didn't take me long to figure it out. He started playing with Will's big nuts and then grabbed his hard pecker and offered it to me. I pulled back the foreskin releasing his musky teenage smell and almost swooned from it's effect on me. Leaning down I licked a drop of pre-cum off the head and savored the taste of it. His taste was stronger than Johnny's but still familiar. I guess most guys taste pretty much the same, some a little stronger, but very similar.
"Awww...lick my nuts," Will moaned and Johnny pulled them up and began to do just that.
They were too big to get in his mouth but Johnny gave them a good licking and Will moaned in appreciation. I hadn't really begun to suck him yet, I was just licking up and down his pecker lazily tasting his teenage pre-cum and teasing him. Eventually he reached down took my head in his hands and pushed my face toward his pecker and I got the hint.
This time though I wanted to be in charge and do it my way. Reaching up I grabbed his hands and removed them from my head. "Let me do this, don't force me down on it." I scolded and he let his hands fall to his sides.
I don't know where I learned to tease and edge him like that, maybe from being with Johnny so many times, or maybe I was just a natural, but I kept Will from coming for over ten minutes. Ten minutes is a long time for a horny teenager and by the time he finally bucked up and cried out and began to fill my mouth I was ready for him.
This time I didn't loose a drop and when I was sure I had it all I leaned over and kissed Johnny. It was just a spontaneous thing, and I really didn't stop to think about what Will and Tommy would think about it, but they didn't seem to mind too much.
Will watched with interest as we swapped spit and I let Johnny taste Will's strong taste on my tongue. When we finally broke off the kiss Will sat up a little and looked us with a shy smiled.
"You guys kiss? What's that like?"
"Wanna see?" I said quickly.
Will nodded and I looked at Johnny for his approval before moving up and gently kissing Will. It was different than kissing Johnny or Ricky. For one thing Will's lips were fuller and not as soft. At first he just laid there like a fish, not really reacting or joining in, but pretty soon he warmed up a little and actually started to kiss back. When I offered my tongue it took him a minute to figure out what to do but eventually he let my tongue in then crudely pushed back with his own almost gagging me with it.
I broke it off after that and wiped the spit off my lips with the back of my hand. He was a messy kisser.
"Wow, that's neat. Where'd you learn to do that, from a girl?"
I shrugged, "I don't know, I just figured it out."
Meanwhile Donnie and Ricky and Larry had Tommy moaning like he was dying and I looked over just in time to see him buck up and begin to unload in Donnie's mouth. I locked eyes with Donnie and I saw something there that said he liked sucking dick as much as I did. I guess we had a lot in common and after that weekend we would become even closer than we had been.
Now that the teens were satisfied I wondered if they'd tell us they had to go, but so far they were just laying there looking happy and drowsy.
"Okay, our turn," Johnny said leaning back on his haunches and staring at Will.
"Okay, who's first?" Will asked sitting up.
"You suck Larry, Tommy can suck Donnie, and Robert...you suck Ricky while I fuck you."
Wow, I had no idea Johnny was going to fuck me in front of the teens, but I had to admit it was pretty exciting. I saw Will's eyes grow big and he looked at Tommy and smiled.
"You guys cornhole each other too?"
"We call it fucking," Johnny said, "cause that's what it is."
"Yeah, fucking...oh, man I bet that feels good."
It took some doing to get everyone into position but eventually we were settled in and the fun began. Will and Tommy made sure they were positioned so they could see Johnny fucking me and when he pushed in I thought I heard them moan a little.
I have to admit it was pretty exciting to know the two were watching me and I transfered that excitement to the blow job I was giving Ricky. I licked and sucked his balls before turning my attention to his pecker. I rubbed his cute butt as I took him in my mouth and I noticed from the corner of my eye that Tommy was staring at Ricky's butt with lust.
Meanwhile Johnny was taking his good slow time, pushing in till his balls hit my butt then pulling almost all the way out before plunging back in, all the time making sure his actions were in plain sight.
If Will and Tommy hadn't ever fucked, I was sure they would be trying it after that night, but I had a feeling that this wasn't anything new to them. It was just seeing someone else do it that was so exciting. What is it about a cock disappearing in a hole that excites us guys so much?"
My body was practically humming with the good feelings of Johnny fucking me as I sucked Ricky's tasty cock and my own cock was rock hard and demanding attention. I reached for it but Johnny quickly pushed my hand away.
"I'll take care of that, don't touch it," he scolded.
Meanwhile Donnie had unloaded in Tommy's mouth and when Tommy released his cock he wiped at it with his hand and sat down as if he was exhausted and just stared at us as if he was in a fog. Tommy sat down beside him to watch, and suddenly Larry cried out and came in Will's mouth. I knew Larry didn't make much sperm so it didn't take long for him to pull out and afterwards he sat down next to Donnie.
Will scooted over a little closer, still on his knees, and was watching Johnny's dick go in and out of my tight hole like he was hypnotized. What happened next was surprising but I guessed natural. Caught up in the heat of the moment, Will scooted even closer and place his hand on Johnny's butt as if he was guiding him as he fucked me.
When Johnny didn't protest Will continued to rub Johnny's butt and I began to wonder if he wasn't having some thoughts about fucking my boyfriend. Well, that wasn't going to happen if I could stop it, but I knew that Johnny would do whatever he wanted and I'd pretty much have to go along with it. But if anyone was gonna get fucked, I'd rather it was me.
"Are you close?" Will whispered.
"Yeah, real close. Just making it last. Want me to come?"
"Yeah, and then can you pull it out so I can see the sperm?"
Will's words made my cock jump with excitement and I guess my butthole clenched a little too and I heard Johnny cry out and his cock began to throb and I knew he was coming. I wanted him to stay inside me, like always, but this time he did what Will asked and pulled out. I felt his hot cum splash against my crack and run down onto my balls.
"Oh man you got lots of sperm. Look at it Tommy, his ass is covered in it. Oh man, I wish I could cover someone's ass with my sperm."
Johnny finally finished coming and he slapped by butt playfully with his pecker before getting up. "Okay, Robert...your turn," Johnny said falling down on his back and raising his legs high to expose his boy hole."
My cock was throbbing and I was horny and seeing Johnny's hole caused me to moan softly. With shaky hands I reached back and wiped a little of Johnny's cum off my butt and slathered it on my pecker.
Placing my pecker against his butthole I pushed and he grunted and I slid in easily. Will was sitting beside us now and watching with his mouth wide open.
"I didn't know you could do it that way. It's just like fucking a girl. Look Tommy."
I bottomed out quickly and began to slowly fuck Johnny as I leaned down and kissed him deeply. Johnny growled into my mouth and I knew I wasn't going to last long. My cock was harder than it had ever been and I think it was because I knew I was being watched by the others, and especially Will. There was something very exciting about having an older boy lust after me and I knew that if I got the chance I'd let him do anything he wanted to me.
Needless to say I didn't last long and when I came I almost blacked out from the intensity of my orgasm. It was one of those kind of orgasms that sneaks up on you and goes on an on causing me to moan and shake as a I planted my bone deep in Johnny's hot tight ass.
"Oh man, this is hot," Will said fondling his cock which was hard again, "I wish I had someone to fuck."
"You can fuck me," Donnie said suddenly surprising the heck out of all of us. I knew his brother Larry had finally talked him into taking his dick up the butt, but I had no idea he liked it as much as I did.
I felt a little envious, after all I was hoping I'd be the one to feel Will's big ole' pecker pumping me full of his sperm.
"Okay, you sure. I'm pretty big."
"My brother's is big too, I can handle it."
"Your brother fucks you? Oh man, that's hot."
Donnie preferred being on his hands and knees and Will seemed fine with that. We gathered around them as they got into position and watched as Will made his first attempt at putting it in Donnie's butthole.
"Owww..use spit. It's too dry."
"Oh, sorry...."
"Here, I'll help," I said moving over and taking Will's big ole' pecker in my mouth and slobbering it up good.
When I had it good and wet I leaned over Donnie and let a lugy drop down onto his butthole then I pushed it in with my finger. I had him loosened up quickly and I could tell Donnie was getting really excited.
I moved up to his head and whispered in his ear, "Are you sure? I could take your place."
"I wanna'." he said shaking his head.
"Okay," I said patting his back gently.
Will placed his wet sloppy cock against Donnie's hole and this time when he pushed it slipped in maybe a half inch. I sat there on my knees and watched as Will continued to push and eventually Donnie's ass opened up and accepted the whole length of his cock. Donnie sighed and Will hissed as he settled into Donnie's hot tight hole.
"Oh man it's so tight," Will said softly staring straight at Tommy.
"Fuck him Will, fuck him fast," Tommy said excitedly.
I looked at Tommy and our eyes met. I could see the lust in his eyes and he was rubbing his big fat cock as a sly smile crossed his lips. Then he silently mouthed, let me do that, and then looked away.
I sat there staring at him and wondering what to do. On the one hand I'd wanted Will to fuck me, but on the other hand Tommy was pretty hot too and his dick was definitely bigger. Did I want his bigger dick up my little butthole?
I turned to see Johnny watching me and I blushed. Had he seen Tommy's lips move, uttering a silent plea for my ass? The look on Johnny's face said he had, but I was surprised by his reaction.
Scooting over to where I sat on my knees watching Will's cock go in and out of Donnie's hole he leaned into my ear and whispered. "Let's go outside, I gotta pee."
The others watched us with interest but didn't say anything as we stepped through the open tent door and into the darkness. We pissed standing side by side behind the big tree next to the tent and when we'd shaken off the last few drops Johnny reached over and grabbed my cock and just held it.
"You want to, don't ya'?"
"Huh, want to what?"
"Get fucked by Tommy or Will?"
I shrugged, "No...not if you don't want me to," I said lamely.
"Yesterday I would have hated the thought of it," he said sighing, "but today....I don't know. It's different. It's like I'm seeing things different. Does that make sense? I mean I still want you to be my boyfriend and all, but I don't mind if you have some fun."
"But getting fucked is like...serious stuff and I thought you only wanted me to let you do that."
"I did, before. But...Robert...I know you like that stuff and these guys have...well, they're bigger and maybe you like that better."
"Not better. I'm just curious as to what it would feel like, that's all."
Johnny nodded, "I know, me too," he admitted, "so if you want to let them do it, I don't care."
"I don't know, we'll see." I said trying not to sound as happy and excited as I was.
"Hey," Tommy said sneaking up on us, "I had to piss," he said letting go with a stream of hot boy piss.
Johnny and I watched him until the stream dried up and when he shook off the last few drops his semi-hard cock started to swell in his hands.
"It gets hard all the time," he said grinning.
"You horny again?" Johnny asked knowing full well we all were.
"Yeah, I'm horny a lot. I jack off three times a day usually...unless...well, unless I do other stuff....with Will."
"Do you guys ever fuck?" Johnny asked boldly.
"I let Will fuck me once, but he never let me do it back. He said my dick was too big."
"It is pretty big," I said staring at it and trying to decided if it was too fat for my little b-hole.
"Yeah, I guess, but someday I'm gonna find someone who'll let me," he said sounding tragic.
"I....I guess I could try it," I stuttered, finally making my decision, "but not in there, out here, just us three."
"Are you serious? Yeah, okay...wherever you want."
"Not here on the ground though. Over there by the picnic table. I can lean against it and you can do it standing up."
Johnny gave me a "you sure?" look and I nodded. "Johnny can help get us ready, okay?"
It was dark and late, but there was still the chance that someone might drive by and in the glow of their headlights see three boys doing unnatural things, but I was too horned up to worry about that. Besides I figured Johnny could sit on the picnic table and sort of block the view, just in case.
Johnny did for Tommy what I had done for Will, slobbering up his cock and then wetting his finger and loosening me up. When he had one finger planted and I was loosened up some he added a second finger and then a third and soon I would be grateful that he had taken the time to loosen me up as much as possible.
"Okay, just go slow," Johnny said sounding serious, "don't hurt him or you'll answer to me."
"I won't, I mean if it hurts tell me and I'll stop or pull out," he said sounding really nervous.
"Just go slow," I repeated, "and let me get used to before you start trying to cram it all in."
I needn't have worried about that though, because Johnny was right there guiding Tommy in and making sure he didn't go to fast or too far. It took a while and it did hurt a little, but not so much that I wanted him to stop. I knew the pain would eventually go away and be replaced by pleasure, and no way was I gonna stop if I could help it.
He was about half way when someone came to the tent door and I heard a "Oh shit!" and suddenly there were four half naked boys gathered around us. It was just what I'd wanted to avoid, but once they were there I decided it was kind of exciting to be watched by my friends as I took the biggest dick of my life up my ass.
"Oh shit," Larry said, "That thing is big, really big. Does it hurt Robert?"
"Not much," I admitted.
"I'll stop if you tell me to," Tommy repeated sounding nervous again.
"NO!" I said quickly, "It's half way in, keep going, just take it slow."
With the other boys gathered around me there was not much danger of anyone seeing what was going on. They might wonder what seven boys were doing out there in the dark, but fortunately on one was stirring that night.
When I finally felt Tommy sticky bush hit my butt I knew he was in all the way and I relaxed a little. Now all I had to do was get used to it before the fucking began.
"Are you okay?" Tommy said sounding far away.
I could feel his hot teenage body against me and our sweat was mingling but because of the heat and humidity it wasn't drying much.
"I'm fine. Wait just a little bit longer and then you can start. Just don't pull out all the way."
"Okay, just tell me when."
"I need a drink," I whispered to Johnny who was sitting to my right on the picnic table bench, "Water, not pop."
Johnny jumped up and ran to the tent and returned with his canteen and held it while I drank deeply of it. The water was luke warm but it still tasted good and once I had all I wanted I told Johnny I was ready.
"You hear him?" Johnny asked of Tommy.
"O...okay, I'll go slow," Tommy stuttered.
You read a lot of stories about how good it feels to get fucked by a big dick, but for me it wasn't really that great. I mean yeah, he was hitting that place in me and that felt good, but it was sort of uncomfortable having his fat cock up my butt.
Fortunately Tommy took it slow and easy. I think he may have been afraid of Johnny, despite the fact that he was older and bigger, but I also think he was genuinely worried about me. I knew his dick was in charge but he was still being decent about it.
I could feel Tommy's hot breath on my neck as he leaned down low and wrapped his arms around my waist. He was panting now and his thrusting had become a little faster and more desperate and I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. In a way I wanted it to be over, but in another I wanted it to last. There are parts about getting fucked that I really like. It's not always just about the feel of a cock in my ass, there are other things. Like knowing I'm making the other person feel good. I guess it's kind of a power thing and with Johnny it was extra special cause' I loved him and wanted to make him feel good all the time. I liked Tommy, but I didn't love him, but still I wanted him to feel good. I guess there's a sort of pride in knowing that you got someone to shoot just by letting them use your body that way.
For Tommy I think it was all about his pleasure. I mean he wasn't being rough or mean, but it was pretty easy to see that all he was thinking about was getting off and it was obvious that was going to happen pretty soon.
Will had remained quiet the whole time, but suddenly as Tommy got closer and closer to coming, he finally spoke.
"Damn Tommy, you're fucking an ass. How does it feel? Good huh?"
"Uggghhh," he said and as if Will's words had been what he was waiting for, he thrust deep into my ass and began to come.
I couldn't really feel the come hitting me inside, but I could feel his cock expanding and contracting as it spewed and it was an amazing feeling. My own cock was rock hard now, but I hadn't touched it since we began. I figured with six other boys around, one of them could help me out.
Once Tommy was spent he grunted and slowly began to pull out. I straightened up as a little of his cum escaped and ran down my legs. I turned just in time to see Tommy inspecting his cock. Let's face it we were just kids and our hygiene wasn't always the best and I guess there might have been a little brown on his cock.
At least I'd pooped that morning and showered, but Tommy's cock had gone further up my butt than Johnny's ever had and found some poop I guess. I guess I should have been more concerned or even embarrassed, but as they say: shit happens, and I knew it would wash off.
It was sort of funny really, but when Johnny saw Tommy's problem he grabbed his canteen and began pouring water on Tommy's cock.
"Hey!"
"Just helping you clean up," Johnny said grinning.
"Oh yeah, thanks."
We hung around on the picnic table for a while talking and enjoying the cooler night air, and eventually Will and Tommy left. In a way I was relieved, we'd had a good time, but I for one was tired and ready to relax a little. Sure I was still a little horny, but I figured Johnny would take care of that once we got settled in for the night.
The other three peed before we went back in and once they were inside the tent Johnny zipped it shut to keep the bugs out. We didn't know exactly what time it was but I was guessing maybe 9:30 or 10 o'clock and it had been a long and tiring day.
We quickly settled into the nest with me and Johnny on one side, Ricky in the middle and then Donnie and Larry. We turned out the big flashlight we'd been using and silence fell over us. For a few minutes all I could hear was the soft breathing of my friends and then Donnie coughed and cleared his throat.
"You all sleepy?"
"A little," I said yawning, but the others didn't reply.
"Okay, no one is gonna sleep till we do it one more time," Johnny said sitting up, "I'm with Robert, you guys work it out."
I smiled at Johnny and rolled into him and we kissed. I wondered if he was having regrets about me letting Tommy fuck me. If he was I hoped I could make it up to him before the night was over.
Behind me I heard the others moving around, but I was too busy to care who was doing what to whom. Johnny took the lead and moved over me and was rubbing his hard cock against mine and it felt wonderful. I reached up and grabbed his waist and guided him and I felt like I could come at any minute.
We continued to grind together for a little while longer before Johnny began to move down my body, kissing me and licking me till he got to my middle. I relaxed under his touch and forgot all about my worries and what had happened with Tommy. At first he just nuzzled my balls and cock with his lips but eventually he took me into his warm wet mouth and began to suck me almost desperately.
For once it was all about me, about my pleasure, and I went with it. I'd be happy to return to the favor, but first I just needed to lay back and let him please me and he was doing such a good job of it. It was like he was starved for me and I was loving every minute of it. As I ran my fingers through his thick dark hair and moaned softly I forgot all about the others. For that moment it was just me and Johnny as it should be, him loving me and me loving him.
Needless to say with Johnny's expert action on my cock, I wasn't going to last long. I wanted to stall him as long as possible, but I couldn't find the voice to tell him to slow down, and no way was he going to do it on his own. It was like he was totally into my cock and my pleasure and who was I to deny either of us?
"Oh God...so good, uhnnn...."
My sperm squirted out harder than I'd ever felt it. It was like a hose, well a small hose, and I think I made more sperm than I ever had before. Of course Johnny swallowed it all down as fast as my cock spit it out, but he saved enough to share. As soon as my cock was spent he licked me clean then moved up and kissed me, sharing my tasty cum with me.
We kissed for a long time as we hugged and fondled each other and as soon as I was rested I rolled him over on his back and started working on him. We seemed to be in perfect tune that night and I knew instinctively what he wanted.
It was his turn to lay back and let me do all the work, and I attacked him with lust. Just as it had been all about me before, now it was all about Johnny, and I didn't leave an inch of his sexy body untouched.
He moaned softly and shivered, encouraging me to work even harder. He tasted so good. I know you might think that a 12 year boy would find licking another boy's body gross, but I can tell you I loved it. To me Johnny tasted better than anything I had ever put my tongue on and when I finally got to his good parts it was even better.
Lifting his balls I licked his taint and something crazy happened. Suddenly I did something I would never have dreamed of, I licked Johnny's b-hole. I don't know what I expected, but when my tongue touched that wrinkled little hole I moaned softly as I tasted my first ass.
The bitter sweet taste of him will remain one of the great firsts of my young life and I knew without question that this was something I wanted to do again. Johnny's reaction to my tongue back there was almost as rewarding as the taste and feel. He sucked in a deep breath and shivered as if he was cold and naturally raised his legs to give me better access to his hole.
"Agggghhhh...oh man," he panted.
I worked my tongue against his hole and as he loosened up I found that my tongue was penetrating him a bit. This seemed so natural to me that I didn't hesitate a moment before pushing my tongue in as far as it would go. Johnny's reaction to that was even more intense and he was so loud that the other three had gathered around to watch.
Even in the semi-darkness of the tent the others were able to make out what I was doing and my actions were met with mixed reviews.
"Ewww..is he licking his butthole?" Larry said sounding disgusted.
"He had a shower," Ricky said sounding interested but unsure, or maybe he was just defending me.
"I'd let someone lick my butthole," Donnie laughed, "if a pecker feels good I bet a tongue feels better."
I guess I should have been a little self conscious, but I was in heat for Johnny and nothing short of dragging me away could have stopped me from tasting Johnny's forbidden fruit. But as much as I loved the taste and feel of his ass, I wanted his cock in my mouth just as bad.
I worked my way back up from his hole to his taint and under his balls, lifting them and licking them before taking one, then the other in my mouth. He had relaxed a little and let his legs go back down and as I took his cock into my mouth he sighed happily.
"Yeah, that's it," he said softly.
I knew he wouldn't last long if I wasn't careful, but just as he had been, I was anxious to please him and to taste his cum. Working his foreskin as I sucked I soon had him moaning and thrusting up to meet my hungry mouth. Then suddenly he cried out and thrust up one last time and began to fill my mouth with his tasty load.
It was warm and soothing to my tongue and seemed stronger tasting than ever before. Mocking his actions I swallowed most of it, but left enough to share and when he was spent I moved up and kissed him.
I was exhausted at this point and when I broke the kiss I rolled to one side and snuggled up to him. He was already asleep and as I listened to his soft snores I soon joined him in slumber.
I don't think I stirred the whole rest of the night and I have no idea what the others did or didn't do, but I knew I'd hear all about sooner or later.
End Chapter Seven
Day one of the campout is over and the boys have certainly made the best of it. They've made some new friends and experienced a few firsts. There's still one more night to go, but hold onto your hat its gonna be a rough one.
When someone calls me a smart ass, all I hear is smart.
I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.
Other stories by Kewl Dad
* Denotes Series, rest are short stories