Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2016 13:57:58 +0000 (UTC)
From: Barry Edmund <barry97_97@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jay's Family Camping Sexual Awakening-1

Jay's Family Camping Sexual Awakening Chapter 1

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Jay's Family Camping Awakening Chapter 1

This is a necessary lead into the story but doesn't have actual sex. Don't
worry there will plenty of sex and other action in Future chapters
including consequential S & M, B & D, Water Sports, Bestiality and MAYBE IF
I GET ENOUGH INTEREST SCAT? BUT ONLY IF I GET ENOUGH ENCOURAGEMENT FROM YOU
THE READERS. IF NOT I WON'T INCLUDE SCAT.  barry97_97@yahoo.com Copy write
Author Edmund Davies (AKA) Teddy Bare

Jay's Family Camping Awakening Chapter 1

	I picked up my fourteen year old son Jeff and sixteen year old son
Jason, from school. The three of us were going on a week long camping
trip. It would be our first father and son's camping trip. I'd never found
the time to get together with my boys before. Now that my construction
company could run on it's own I decided it was the perfect time to take my
son's camping. It had been only my sons and I since Samantha my wife and
the boys' mother died five years ago. I had buried myself in work and
ignored my two sons. It was time to get reacquainted with my two sons and
to hit the open road.
	I'm thirty six, have short dirty blond hair that will lighten over
the summer and blue eyes. I have no complaints in the dick and balls
area. My dick when rock hard is an average six and a half inches. Not
skinny or fat, kind of in between. I'm five-eight and work out in the gym
at least four or five hours a day except Sundays so I have a good build.
	Both of the boys take after their mothers side of the family. Jeff
is fourteen going on fifteen with dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a tight
athletic build. He played high school football his first year of high
school as their running back. I have never seen his privates but lately as
he matured I wondered what they looked like. I figured it was because he
was growing up so fast it was only natural to wonder about his cock and
balls. I saw him in his bathing suit at the beach earlier in the summer and
I could see how muscular his body was. I also saw a nice package in his
bathing suit but I did my best never to look too long.
	Jason, Jeff's older brother and my eldest son at fifteen going on
sixteen also took after Samantha's side of the family with short dark brown
hair, hazel eyes and tall for his age. He played on the high school
basketball team and worked out at the gym when he's not at basketball
practice. He is very well built with a nice muscular chest, stomach,
biceps, thighs and legs. He has a fairly hairy chest leading down to the
top of his shorts. I've never seen his dick before. I have to be honest, I
was always curious about his cock. He had an impressive bulge when he wore
his loose fitting bathing suit.
	I figured we would get a good four or five hours of driving in
before locating a motel for the night. I was proud of my two smart, well
behaved fit sons. This was going to be our first camping trip the three of
us had taken since the boys were six and eight. I had measured to see how
tall the boys were the week before and they measured me as well. I was
five-eight while Jeff was six foot and Jason was six-two. Both are tall for
their age like Samantha my dead wife and their mother.
	"It was a good idea packing last night dad so we could take off
after our gym class." Jason said.
	I pulled up just as Jeff walked out the back door of the gym. Jeff
waved as he walked toward the car, walked around and got in the back
seat. "Hi Dad, Jason." Jeff said slamming his door closed after getting in.
	"How are you Jeff?" I asked starting the car, drove out of the
parking lot to the side street and headed to the main highway out of the
city. Once I was on the highway our trip became quiet as I concentrated on
the driving. Jeff relaxed in the back seat and Jason, began reading one of
his paper backs.
	We traveled a couple of hours stopped off at one of the highway
restaurants for lunch. I was thinking about pulling into one of the next
turn offs to find a motel for the night.
	I saw a huge truck pull over to enter the truck weigh station
ahead. The truck driver changed his mind and pulled back on the highway
along side of us and sped up passing us. Jason grabbed a pen and wrote down
his license number before he got too far ahead of us.
	"Wow, did you see that truck go dad." Jeff said from the back
seat. "He should be reported to the police."
	"I was thinking the same thing, that's why I copied down his
license number." Jason said.  "He was supposed to pull into the weigh
station for one thing and was going way over the speed limit. We were going
to pull off at the next town anyway. I am sure they will have a police
station.
	"That's what I had in mind to turn off at the next exit." I
said. "I don't know about reporting the truck for speeding or not pulling
over at the weigh station. It really isn't our business Jason. Do we really
need to complicate our vacation reporting a truck driver?" I asked.
	"We'll be in town anyway Dad. They'll have a police station. We
have to tell the police what we saw. It's our duty as concerned
citizens. I'll give them the license number, report what we saw and that
will be the end of it." Jason answered. "What do you think Jeff?"
	"That's a good idea Jason." Jeff answered.
	"I agree with you and Jeff. We should report the truck driver
before he disobeys any more traffic laws. Someone innocent will be injured
or even killed." Jason said.
	"Okay boys, that's what I'll do." I said, pulling off the highway,
heading for the small town. I saw a police station along the main street. I
pulled into the parking lot in the back. "Lets go Jeff, Jason it was your
ideas to report the truck driver." I said.
	The three of us, Jeff, Jason and I went into the front door of the
police station. We headed for the front desk. When the three of us got to
the front desk a blond police officer greeted us.
	"Hello, may I help you?" He asked. The police officer was in his
mid twenties, muscular wearing a tight uniform fitting him like a
glove. The light blue uniform shirt was sleeveless, unbuttoned down the
front. I could see his muscular chest and muscular biceps. I saw a name tag
over his right pocket. Sheriff George.
	Sheriff George had a look of pride on his face smiling his bright
smile. "How can I help the three of you." He asked. Jeff and Jason didn't
take much notice of the Sheriff probably only wanted to report the truck
driver.
	"I want to report a truck that pulled into the truck scales only to
pull out and speed up, going over the speed limit. Jason my son wrote down
the license plate before he sped off." I said.
	"Thanks for being outstanding citizens and reporting the truck
driver. Not many want to get involved and the driver ends up causing
accidents. I need more information. I gather it took place at the truck
weigh station just before the turn off. Am I right about that Mr.....?"
Sheriff George asked stepping away from the front desk. I was surprised
Sheriff George was wearing skin tight light blue, uniform pants, revealing
tree trunk muscular legs. The bulge down the right leg of his light blue
tight shorts was enormous. I couldn't imagine how big his dick got when it
was hard. His shorts left nothing to the imagination, I could actually see
his huge cock head and vein running down his soft at least eight inches of
dick.
	I looked at Jason and Jeff who both looked stunned.
	"Deputy Marten, come out here and witness this report, the family
is giving me." Sheriff George called, turning around.
	A younger man came through the back door. He was at least a couple
inches taller than the six-two or six three sheriff. He was dressed pretty
much like the sheriff. He wore an unbuttoned, sleeveless, light blue
uniform shirt. His short pale blue dress pants were skin tight. Like the
sheriff his shorts left nothing to the imagination, only his cock was
fatter and a good inch longer. If it was possible for his dick to be longer
and fatter. The sheriff's dick looked to be as big around as a pop can.
	I wondered why the sheriff and deputy were so hot and young? They
must be the two most popular men in town with the women I thought to
myself.
	Jeff and Jason just looked stunned as if trying to figure out why
they were wearing such strange uniforms.
	I lost my train of thought looking at the hot sheriff, deputy, my
two sons and I all looking at? "What were you asking me again. I had to
admit the sheriff and deputy were hot looking. I'd always looked at the
men's dicks in the showers but never saw any of them hard. I admit I
wondered what their dicks looked like when hard, but I figured that wasn't
unusual. Although I did notice none of the guys in the showers looked at
each others dicks and balls. Maybe they did and I just didn't
notice. Lately I wondered what Jeff's and Jason's dicks and balls looked
like soft and hard. Of course I'd never ask Jason to show me his dick and
balls soft or hard.
	"I was asking your names." Sheriff George said all business. It was
as if the way he was dressed and his muscular body wasn't on his mind.
	"I'm sorry sheriff my name is Jake, Jake Anderson, please call me
Jake. These are my two sons Jeff and Jason." I answered. "Your right it was
the weigh station just before the turn off entering town.
	"Let me get all the information Jake. Then you and your family can
be on your way. Have you got your note pad ready Deputy Marten. I have a
few questions before you take down the Anderson's report deputy. It's just
routine but I like to know something about the people that report
violations. I need some identification Jake from you, your sons, Jason and
Jeff." The sheriff said.
	"That sounds fair enough Sheriff." I figured the sheriff was right,
after all we were making allegations against someone. I took for granted
there was only one man in the truck, but I didn't get a good look. I'm sure
Jason did. "Jason, Jeff you don't mind showing your ID's to the sheriff. Do
you boys?" I asked.
	"Not at all dad." Jeff and Jason both answered at the same time.
Deputy Marten was all business looked at Jason, Jeff and my ID's. "The
sheriff and I didn't explain to the three of you why we're dressed like
this. This isn't how we usually dress." Deputy Marten said. "It's the town
anniversary weekend and the town's people are all dressing up for the
weekend. Sheriff George and I are the town jocks for the weekend. Since we
both work out and have great bodies why not show them off."
	"I wasn't thinking about what we were wearing." Sheriff George said
causally'. "I hope it's alright the way we're dressed?"
	"Yes, it's fine with me. You and your deputy must work out a lot."
Jason answered causally. "I work out in our high school gym and play
basketball. My brother Jeff plays on our high school football team and
works out in our high school gym like me.
	"You're right Jason, the sheriff and deputy look like they put in a
lot of hours in the gym." Jeff said just as causally as Jason.
	 "Yes, we work out in the town gym boys. I've got to admit our
bodies turn on the women in town. Thanks for the compliments." Deputy
Marten said as if in passing, knowing the boys were only interested in
their workout routines.
	Sheriff George took our ID's and looked at them and went through
his computer for a few minutes, handing them back. "That's fine
Mr. Anderson, I mean Jay. I see you own your own construction company. You
must be doing well taking a week camping trip with your family.  I noticed
besides your workers there isn't anyone close that would miss you. That is
if you had to be away for months at a time. I'm sure you could even run
your business by computer, giving orders to your employees without them
missing you." Sheriff George said. "That's right, but why would that be of
any interest to you Sheriff. We are just reporting something we observed a
trucker disobeying the law." I said.
	"I don't care, I was just making an observation from the
information I found on the computer. Lets get back to that statement you
and your family wanted to make Jay. Have you got your note pad ready
Marten?" Sheriff George asked.
	"Yes George." The Deputy answered. "I just got a call from Al and
Ken they wanted to tell you they didn't bother......
	"Jay wants to report a truck driver." Sheriff George cut in before
the deputy could finish what he was saying. If I didn't know better, it
sounded like the sheriff was warning the deputy to keep his mouth shut. I
must have been imagining it though. There would be no need to warn the
deputy about anything. "I want you to write down what they have to report
about what you observed about the truck driver."
	I noticed Jason and Jeff looking around the office causally as not
really interested in any thing particularly.
	I tried to keep a neutral look on my face as well. I guess that was
meant, for you. Not wanting anyone to know our true feelings. I was getting
turned on looking at the hot sheriff and his deputy.
	"What was that again Sheriff." Deputy Marten asked, obviously
having something else on his mind.
	"I was telling you to take down notes on what The Anderson's
reported." Sheriff George said sounding like he was thinking about
something.
	"Yes of course?" The deputy replied.
	"I'm sorry you were about to tell your boss something when you came
in the room." I said. "Go ahead and finish and then I'll give you my
statement."
	"It wasn't important Jay. I can tell my boss later. It's more
important that I take down what you saw about the trucker first." The
deputy answered giving a strange look at the sheriff as if "My name is
Deputy Larry by the way."
	"I have a pretty good idea what you were going to tell me
Marten. You don't need me around while you write down the Andersons
statement. I'll go in the back and give Al and Ken a call and see what they
wanted. I'll be right back Marten. Oh yes before I head back to call Al and
Ken it's getting late maybe you should stay the night and head out tomorrow
or is someone expecting you tonight Jay?"  Sheriff George asked.
	"We are on a camping trip so no one is expecting us. We aren't even
going to a regular camp grounds, we're going to rough it this week." I
answered.
	"In that case why not have one last night of luxury before your
week of roughing it in the wildness and spend it at a motel. I can
recommend a motel just down the road. Actually they're cabins not a motel."
	"Thanks Sheriff." Jay turned looking at the Sheriff and answered.
	"Sounds good Sheriff." Jeff was still looking around the room
before turning to the Sheriff, answering him.
	"The owners of the motel are good friends of mine. I'll give them a
call and tell them the four of you are on your way over and to reserve a
two bedroom cabin for you. You're boys won't mind bunking together. Will
they? One bedroom has twin beds and the other has a full size bed." Sheriff
George said getting up and heading to the door behind him. "I'll be back
folks and Marten will take your statements."
	I finished giving the information just as Sheriff George came
through the back door. I had told your deputy about the truck and Jason
gave the license plate number. Jason told the deputy what he saw. Jason
said he was positive there were two men in the truck but couldn't be
positive. Jeff and I hadn't been paying attention so we didn't have
anything to add.
	"Do you need anything else?" I asked.
	"That's enough information we need." Sheriff George answered.  "I
called the motel and told Lance you're on your way over. Lance is the
owner's son. His parents are away for the weekend but left him in
charge. He knows how to run the motel.
	"I hope you thanked Lance for reserving the two bedroom cabin for
us." Jason said causally to the sheriff and deputy.
	"Yes, I hope you thank him for us Sheriff." I added.
	"Don't worry I'm sure Lance will be more than glad to have you and
your family at the motel." Sheriff George said. "The cabins are easy to
find. Drive two blocks down the main street and the cabins are on the right
side. You can't miss them Jay."
	"Thanks for your help Sheriff and taking our statement Deputy."
Jason said standing up with a flirty curtsy.
	"Thank you Sheriff George and Deputy Marten." Jeff and Jason both
said standing up heading to the back door.
	"Yeah thanks." Jason said standing up heading for the door ignoring
the sheriff and deputy.
	"I hope you find the truckers and they get what they deserve."  I
stood up offering to shake Deputy Marten and Sheriff Georges hands but they
ignored me. I felt let down neither took an interest in me.
	"We'll find them, don't worry. The trouble makers will definitely
be getting what they want and need. I mean what they deserve. My way of
punishment will please them both. I mean. It doesn't matter what I mean."
Sheriff George answered looking at Deputy Marten and smiling. "Isn't that
right deputy."
	"Yes George. We'll have a meeting first won't we George?" Deputy
Marten asked. "You know, make sure we bring everything we need for the
punishment. We don't want to hold up the Andersons. They will be needing
their rest."
	"Thank you both." Jason said. "Your right I think we do need a good
nights rest before our we head out on the rest of our week long camping
trip."
	"Thank you Sheriff George and Deputy Marten for all your help." I
said following Jeff and Jason outside to the car.
	I started the car heading down Main Street following the
instructions the sheriff gave me. I saw a bunch of cabins on the right side
of the road and pulled in front of the large sign that read Cretan Cabins
office. I got out along with Jeff and Jason entering the office. A bell
went off when I opened the office door.
	A boy no more than eighteen walked toward us from the front
desk. He was bare chested only wearing sandals and tight jean shorts,
revealing his muscular chest, wash-board stomach, muscular thighs, legs and
good size biceps. He had short dark hair, brown eyes and looked to be
Italian or of Italian decent. "You must be the Andersen's. I'm
Lance. Sheriff George called and told me you would coming over. Can you
fill out the register for me please." Lance said smiling. Lance had to be
at least six feet tall with an enormous bulge down the right leg of his
shorts.
	"Thank you Lance, please call me Jay, this is my sons Jeff and
Jason." I picked up the pen beside the register book and signed it. "How
much do I owe you for the night Lance?" I asked.
	Lance told me how much the cabin was for the night. I shook Jeff's
hand before leaning over and shook hands with Jason and ignored my hand. I
used my credit card to pay him and then Lance opened the door behind the
reception desk and yelled. "Hay guys I'm taking the Andersen's to their
cabin. Remember to follow the instructions we agreed on for tomorrow. The
guys are on their way over to work things out." Lance shut the door and
turning around.
	"I'll take you to your cabin Jake, Jeff and Jason. Just a minute."
Lance said opening the door he had entered the office to and shouted. "I'll
be right back guys I'm going to show the Andersen's to their cabin. Leave
your car here. Your cabin is the one next to the office." Jason helped me
take the suit cases out of the car following Lance to the cabin behind the
office. Lance unlocked and opened the cabin door. He stepped to one side
and allowing Jeff, Jason and myself to enter the large cabin. I was
surprised how large the cabin was. There was a sitting room in front with a
small hallway behind the sitting room. "The three bedrooms and washroom are
down the hall." Lance said. I put our suit cases down beside the hallway
leading to the our bedrooms and washroom.
	"Thank you Lance." I said was reaching in my pocket for change to
tip Lance when I heard a knock at the door.
	"Who could that be?" I asked myself looking at Jeff, Jason and
Lance. "Were you expecting someone."
	Jeff, Jason all shrugged their shoulders while Lance smiled and had
a had a wicked gleam in his eyes. I wondered what the great looking
muscular teenager was thinking. I walked to the door beginning to turn the
door knob... What will Jay find on the other side of the door?  Has anyone
got any ideas...?...Watch for Chapter 2.

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