Date: Fri, 5 Apr 2002 15:07:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Eros Writer <lovestheboys18@yahoo.com>
Subject: Eric's Journey: Oregon Vacation

"I have to say, dear, that Eric really seemed to enjoy being with Tommy a
lot.  You know, I do believe that's just about the first time he's shown
any patience with kids who are younger than himself."

"I think you may be right about that, hon. Maybe it's a sign that he's
getting a bit more mature, and is becoming less concerned about always
being with his own peer group.  In any case, I think it's a good sign."

Eric was in the back of the motorhome, and having trouble making out the
gist of his folks conversation.  Though he was trying hard not to show it,
he was still bummed out over his parting with Tommy earlier in the day.  He
had crawled back into the back of the Larsen motorhome so that he wouldn't
have to worry about his parents noticing the tears when they came.  He
chided himself for being so silly.  After all, Tommy was just some
13-year-old kid he'd met at a nameless campground.  Why was he so
important?  Not only that, but it turned out he lived half an hour away
from Eric, so it was not like he would never see him again.

Still, none of that mattered as the tears again began to flow down Eric's
cheeks.  He was careful not to weep openly, for fear his parents would
hear, and he would have a lot of explaining to do.  Eventually, sorrow was
replaced by fatigue, and Eric drifted off to sleep, lulled by the drone of
the engine and road noise.

While he was asleep, Eric's mother came back to check on him.  Not
surprisingly, her motherly instinct caught the fact that he had been
crying, and she was puzzled by the discovery, since Eric had seemed to be
enjoying himself so much, especially at their last stop.  She made a mental
note to try to find out what that was all about, without actually grilling
Eric over it.  For all of her sternness, Linda was a compassionate soul,
and she was concerned about her son, knowing that growing up in these
turbulent times could be rough.

Eric was in better spirits when he awoke.  The added sleep had helped
stabilize his emotional frame, and after a brief trip to the bathroom to
freshen up, he headed forward to be with his parents.

"Hey sweetie," (would she ever stop that?) "did you have a nice nap?"

"Yeah, I guess I was more tired than I thought.  Must be all the running
around I did with Tommy back at the last campground.  That and all those
challenging air-hockey games," Eric said with the touch of a grin gracing
his cute face.

Linda smiled, relieved that Eric seemed OK.  "Probably just fatigue," she
thought.  She had been concerned about Eric for a while.  He seemed to be
withdrawing more and more in recent months, and Charlie was of little help.
He had always been a quiet, distant sort of fellow, not given to emotion or
showing much in the way of concern.  He and the kids had never been close,
him being more of an authoritarian figure than anything else.  Without any
support from her husband, Eric's mom always felt as if she were going it
alone.  Now that Eric seemed to be in better spirits she felt relieved.
She had noticed his general improvement in the last few weeks, and wasn't
quite sure what had caused it, but she was happy about it nonetheless.

Of course, she had no idea what had actually caused Eric's improved
disposition.  The resolution of the nagging sexual issues had been
temporarily lifted from Eric's shoulders, and, at least for the moment,
Eric felt much less pressure than before.  The freedom he felt from his
brother's liberating discussion, although limited and temporary, made a
huge difference in his general outlook on life.  Questions still swirled in
the back of his mind from time to time.  A lot of his concern was his view
that God, like his own dad, would surely disapprove, in the strongest
terms, of his lifestyle.  It was an issue he had decided to put on hold
until later.  In the meantime, he was going to explore all the issues he
could without worry about the deeper philosophical issues.

The trip continued, more or less uneventfully until they reached the
Southern Oregon coast, where they found a campsite for the night.  True to
Oregon tradition, it was raining lightly, and that limited the family's
activities to a pretty basic level.  Eric was beginning to wonder if there
would be anything at all redeeming about Oregon, but reserved judgment for
after the trip.  The next day dawned cloudy, but without rain.  The Larsen
family motorhome made the trip up the coast under slowly clearing skies,
and even Eric began to enjoy the spectacular views their drive afforded.

After what seemed like an eternity, they arrived at their main destination,
the Oregon Dunes.  Eric knew about dunes from the Pismo Beach area, not too
far from where he lived, but these things put a whole new meaning on the
word "dune."  They were huge!  After they settled into their campsite, Eric
took off to explore the area, and there was much to see.  The family had
brought bicycles with them, and that newfound mobility was very practical
now.  Eric discovered lots of things he wanted to do.  Someone was offering
floatplane rides from a nearby lake, but most of all, there were a host of
dune buggy and ATV rides and rental opportunities.

At his age, nothing appealed to Eric more than getting a chance to drive a
vehicle.  After substantial whining (after all, how else do you get your
parents to do something they don't want to do) he got his dad to rent an
ATV, and soon was flying over the sand, albeit more conservatively than
some of the people he saw, since he was so new at this.  He noticed a small
knot of three vehicles in a small valley to his left, and realized that the
drivers all appeared to be about his age, so he headed that direction.

The kids turned out to be a group of "locals," more or less.  Three high
school boys from Portland, they had come to the beach with their families
for a weekend of fun in the sand.  Eric struck up three new friendships
quickly, amazed at how much more at ease he was in meeting new kids than
before.  Two of the boys, Trevor and Travis, were identical twins, and they
were there with their best friend Anton.  All of the boys were in good
shape, and it turned out that they had something in common with Eric, their
love of basketball.  They were all interested in his team, how they did the
past season, and what part Eric played in their success.  After some
initial conversation, they invited Eric to follow them around to show him
some interesting areas in and around the dunes.

Eric readily agreed, and for well over an hour learned more about the area
than any tourist had a right to, since the other boys had spent many
summers there.  As they explored the variety of landmarks, jumping over
dunes and down valleys, Eric found himself getting hard from the variety of
sensations his body was feeling.  He was worried what the other boys might
say if they noticed, but there was nothing to be done about it.  His worse
fears materialized a short time later when they all stopped for a break.
Anton noticed the huge tent in Eric's shorts.

"Wow!  Look at the tool Eric's packing!  That thing must be fuckin' huge!
How much you got in there, anyway?"

Eric face was bright red almost instantly, and he tried to stammer out some
kind of response, but there was nothing to say.  "I, um, well... I, you
see... I mean..."

Trevor saved him from certain death by embarrassment.  "Hey man, don't
worry about it.  Anton isn't always too subtle about stuff like that," he
said with a wink.  "Besides," he said, standing up on the ATV and pulling
down his shorts enough to expose his stiff rod, "All this riding does it to
us, too, so don't worry about it."

Eric's cock had started to deflate from his embarrassing situation, but as
soon as Trevor exposed his own stiff tool, Eric became immediately hard
again.  It was Travis who noticed first, and decided that Eric should be
let in our their secret.

"Hey guys, maybe we should show him the cave!"

The other two looked at each other, and smiles slowly came across their
faces.

"What cave?" Eric asked innocently.

"You'll see.  C'mon, let's go!" Travis exclaimed as he started off up one
of the dunes.

The ride was tricky, with some fairly narrow paths, and it became obvious
to Eric that the place they were headed to was well off the beaten path.
After several minutes, they arrived at an area where the sand met some
rocks, and sure enough, there was a small cave entrance.  The three boys
from Portland pulled some blankets out of their ATV storage cases, and ran
inside, with Eric close behind.

The cave was not very deep, and a dim light filtered all the way to the
back.  The boys spread out the beach blankets, and sat down.  Trevor took
on the job of explaining to Eric.

"We found this cave a couple years ago.  It's not well known, so not too
many people come here.  At first we would come here to jack off when we got
turned on by riding.  After a while, we found out that messing with each
other was much more fun.  Anton got us started on that.  He's always been
the bold one."

Sure enough, it was Anton who jumped up first, and pulled of his clothes,
exposing his still stiff cock to the others.  Trevor and Travis quickly
followed suit, leaving Eric the only one clothed, which caused Anton some
concern.

"Umm, I just realized guys, that Eric might not be into this sort of thing.
Maybe we misread the situation."

The last comment jolted Eric out of the trance he was in from seeing the
three naked boys in front of him.  "Oh, no, no!  I just wasn't expecting
you guys to, well, you know..."

With that Eric started pulling off his clothes also, bringing astonished
gasps and comments of "cool!" from the three other boys as they saw the
size of his equipment.

Anton was on Eric first.  He kneeled down in front of him, and took as much
of his 7- incher as he could into his mouth.  "Ahhh!" Eric exclaimed, his
knees buckling slightly as Anton expertly stimulated him.

"Yeah, Anton is pretty good." Trevor said, as he and his brother moved into
a 69 position on the blankets. Eric watched with growing excitement as the
twins got into the rhythm of their passion.  Suddenly, Anton pulled off his
cock with a loud pop.

"Guys, this is awesome.  Eric is leaking like crazy, way more than you guys
do.  Yummy!"  Eric took the opportunity to lie down, and Anton interpreted
that as a sign to also get into a 69 position.  Eric was in no mood to
disagree, and quickly both boys were engulfed in each other's mouth.  Their
oral session didn't last very long, however.  Anton got up off Eric,
pulling his smaller but ample 6 inches out of Eric's mouth.

"I just gotta have that thing inside me!" Anton said, looking longingly at
Eric's pole.  "It's just so fucking huge!"

"Um, I don't know, I've never..."

"Hey, don't worry about it.  I've done this before, and trust me, you're
gonna love it!"

With that, Anton moved over on top of Eric, facing him, and slowly lowered
himself onto Eric's very slick, very wet pole.  The natural lubrication
worked well, and Eric slid right in to Anton's already well-used ass.
Anton loved it, and made no bones about it.  "Shit yea!  You guys should
feel this thing!  Oh man!  Yeah!  Fill me up.  Fuck me!" he said as he
began riding up and down.

Eric had never felt anything quite so exquisite.  He couldn't think of a
thing to say, and just started moaning instead.  The twins were still going
at each other's cock, and both kept stealing glances at the coupling
between Anton and Eric.  For his part, Eric was torn between the erotic
sight of the twins going down on each other, and his cock sliding in and
out of Anton, who was really getting into it.  Thinking that Anton was
being shortchanged, he reached out and began stroking Anton's meat, which
was stiffly bouncing up and down in rhythm with his body.

"Don't do that!" Anton cried, causing Eric to jerk his hand back quickly.
"You do that, and I won't be able to hold out at all.  Don't worry about
me.  I'll cum soon enough, probably faster than you!"

Eric wasn't so sure about that.  The combination of visual stimulation and
the warm, tight feeling sliding up and down his cock was rapidly pushing
him towards orgasm.  To make matters worse, Trevor and Travis began
shooting into each other's mouths, their moaning reaching a muffled
crescendo as they pumped each other full of seed and swallowed each other's
load.

Eric could feel the inexorable rise to orgasm.  He knew he was going to
cum, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.  Suddenly, Anton
screamed, and his cock shot a volley of cum several feet into the air,
landing squarely on Eric's face as he looked up to watch it.  At the same
time, his cock felt the vise grip spasms of Anton's ass muscles as he lost
all control.  Eric could take no more, and as he injected blast after blast
of his seed deep into Anton, his own voice matched intensities with his
lover.

"Ahhh!  Ahhh!  Uhhh!  Unghh!  Fuuuck!  Nghhh!  Ah!  Ah!  Uh!  Uh!  Oh
shi...  Unhh!  Unghhh!"  On and on the two boys went, draining their balls
completely as the twins watched in awe of the spectacularly erotic sight in
front of them.  Eric was drenched in cum, and Anton simply fell forward
onto him, completely spent.  The hot, sticky cum melted between the two
boys, adding to the experience of the moment.  It was Anton who recovered
first.

"Damn!  That was the hottest sex I have ever had.  That's the most
incredible cock that's ever fucked me, and you've never done this before?
Damn!  You're pretty good for a virgin."

Eric grinned sheepishly.  "Well, it's not like I've never fucked before.
But you're the first ass I've had."

Anton smiled.  "Congratulations!  You're no longer a complete queer virgin!
Now all you need is to get it up the ass, and you'll be a total fag!"  He
said, laughing.

Eric was a bit taken aback by Anton's terminology, and didn't quite know
how to respond.  Anton figured that out, and put Eric's mind as ease.

"Hey, don't worry.  I didn't mean anything by that.  We call each other fag
and queer all the time.  I guess you're new at this, huh?"

"Well, yeah, kinda.  I've only done a little bit, so I'm still trying to
figure all this out.  I always thought fag and queer were insults."

"Well, they are, if you use them that way, but we mean them in fun, so
whatever you do, don't take us seriously," Anton said, grinning.

"OK.  I can handle that, and I have to admit, I've never cum that hard in
my life!  Seems like every time I try something new, it just gets better
and better."

"Yeah, it can be like that, sometimes.  Other times, you'll find something
that's not as great as you expected, but that's all part of getting
experience," Anton said, knowingly.

The boys were all more or less trashed, so they decided to clean up and
head back.  They used the beach towels to clean up Eric, who really needed
it.  He was glad that he didn't have to explain away the mess, and the
other boys assured him that it was no problem for them.  He wondered a bit
at that, trying to imagine parents who were cool with being gay, and that
train of thought derailed as he again thought about the "un-natural" things
he was doing, and what his parents would say if they found out.

They got back to the campsite, and Eric said goodbye to his friends, but
not without arranging to meet the next day for more fun.  Eric told Anton
he wanted to try being on the receiving end next time, so he agreed to be
ready when the time came.  Eric found his parents playing cards in the
motorhome, and discovered, much to his dismay, that his clean up had not
been adequate.  Though there were no visible signs of his activities, there
was other evidence.

"Whoa!  You stink, young man!"  His mother wrinkled her nose at the odor.
Eric had forgotten about her amazing sense of smell, and suddenly his whole
world felt very threatened.  "What in the world have you been doing?"

Eric thought fast.  "Umm, well, I guess it was a combination of it being
pretty hot out on the dunes, umm, I guess I was sweating a lot.  And, um,
there was this dead fish out there, and um, well, I guess it's kinda smelly
out on the beach.  Sorry..."

Eric's explanation seemed to placate his mom, but only long enough for her
to decide he needed a shower.  "Off you go, buster!  I don't want to see
you, or smell you, until you've had a shower.  No excuses!"

Eric headed off to shower, quite relieved that his mom had been satisfied
by his lame excuse.  As he showered, he realized he needed to be more
careful, and that realization produced a pang of guilt as he considered the
double life he was leading.  Eric was beginning to form the idea that he
was primarily homosexually oriented, with some hetero mixed in, and that
idea created great internal conflict with his religious upbringing.
Something about the conflict just wouldn't let go, and Eric knew that
someday he would have to find a resolution to the issue.  For now, however,
he again chose to push the issue to the back of his mind, only now he
resolved to be more careful about his actions, lest he be discovered before
he was ready to deal with all the issues.

Even with his intention to be more careful, Eric was not safe.  Every time
something reminded him of the day's earlier escapades, his oversize meat
would become engorged.  It was not something he could easily hide, but a
careful choice of pants, and the resumption of actually wearing underwear
helped immensely.  The more he worried that his mom or dad might notice,
the more often the problem occurred.  That night, in bed, he slipped on a
condom and brought himself to a deliberately quiet orgasm a total of six
times!  The effort had the desired effect, and the next morning, after
adding another load of cum to the distended rubber before arising, he was
able to control his erection with much less effort.

A loud knock on their motorhome door interrupted the Larsen's breakfast.
Eric answered it, and immediately felt his problem re-assert itself in his
pants.  Travis was waiting there, clad only in shorts and tennis shoes.
Trevor was on one of two ATC's sitting out front, and he was dressed
exactly the same.

"Hey Eric!  Wanna join us on the dunes today?"

"Hang on a sec and I'll check with my folks."

Eric discussed the day with his mom and dad, and discovered, much to his
excitement, that they had nothing planned until dinner, and he could invite
his friends for that if he wanted.  He poked his head out the door, and
yelled at the twins to wait while he changed into some shorts of his own.
As he bounded out the door, now clad only in gym shorts and tennis shoes,
he asked the obvious question.

"So where is Anton?  We meeting up with him, or what?" he said as he tucked
himself behind Trevor on his ATC, and wrapped his arms around his body,
relishing the feel of Trevor's skin as he hugged him close.

"Anton got screwed," Trevor replied.  "His folks decided to do some family
thing, and he's gonzo for the day.  He was pissed, but said we should take
care of you, if you know what I mean..."

Eric knew exactly what he meant, and that knowledge asserted itself in his
shorts.  Before he could think of anything to say, Trevor said it for him.

"Oh yeah!  You know exactly what I mean!  Wow!  You must have the biggest
schlong I've ever seen, or felt!" he said, grinning.  He took advantage of
the situation, and ground his butt into Eric's bulge, sending little sparks
through Eric's body.  Eric responded by gently humping into Trevor as they
bounced along the campsite roads.

"Damn!  You are one horny dude!  Hey Trav!  I don't think rabbit boy here
can wait much longer.  How about we make a quick side trip?"

"Sounds good!  Let's do it!"  The twins both swerved down a side road, with
Eric wondering what was up.  He soon found out as the boys stopped in front
of a motorhome not much different that his own.

"This is ours, and our folks are gonna be gone for most of the day, so it's
cool for us to be here," Trevor said with a wink.

The three boys scrambled into the motorhome and lost no time in shedding
what little clothing they had on.  Trevor took the lead, pushing Eric back
onto the bed and quickly taking him into his mouth.  Despite all the
jack-off sessions of the night before, Eric was horny beyond measure, and
began earnestly fucking Trevor's mouth while Travis sat back and watched,
idly stroking himself.  Eric knew what was to come, and part of him wanted
to wait, and cum when he had someone up his ass, but he was too far gone to
care at that point.

It was all too much.  Eric lasted less than a minute in Trevor's skillful
mouth.

"Oh fuck!" he shouted as his orgasm overtook him like a freight train.
"Shit!  Ahhh!  Ah!  Uhh!  Ungh!  Ahhh!  Fuck!  Unghhhh!  Nghhh!  Unghhh!"
Eric shouted as he unloaded shot after shot.  The first few shots blasted
straight down Trevor's throat, but then he managed to pull back and enjoy
the salty sweet taste on his tongue as he gulped down the rest of Eric's
cream.  It took a few minutes for Eric to come down from his high, but when
he recovered, both of the twins were staring at him with big grins.

"Well then," Trevor continued, "now that that's out of the way, we can get
down to serious business!  Anton told us that it's up to us to help you
lose your cherry, and that's just what we intend to do!  You ready?"

Eric was more than ready.  Just talking about it was making him hard again.
"Yeah, I'm up for it.  What do I do?"

"Just relax," Travis said, "and let Trev and me take care of you."

Trevor opened a drawer in the nightstand, and pulled out a jar of lube.
"First things first," he said, opening the jar.  As Eric lay there Trevor
gently moved in between his legs, putting them over his shoulders.  Travis
moved alongside Eric, and began rubbing his pecs, stopping to play with his
nipples, and in general, making Eric feel great.  Trevor worked a slicked
up finger into Eric, who inhaled sharply at the new sensation.

"Just relax.  Don't worry I won't hurt you.  The more you relax, the easier
it will be.  Let me know if it hurts, and I'll stop."

"No!  It's fine.  Oh man, it's really fine!"

Trevor smiled as he continued working on Eric's virgin hole, working a
second, then a third finger inside as Eric squirmed and moaned his
approval.  All the while Travis continued giving other areas of Eric's body
attention, distracting him from any momentary pain that Trevor might happen
to inflict.  The effect of being worked on so intensely was driving Eric
nuts, and soon he and Travis were locked in a passionate kiss, their
tongues gently caressing each other.

Finally, Trevor felt that Eric was ready, and told his brother that it was
time.  The twins had agreed on exactly what to do in advance.  Travis
stretched out on the bed, and Eric straddled him in a 69 position, already
hard and dripping copious amounts of pre-cum, which Travis eagerly lapped
up.  As the two boys got into the rhythm of oral fucking, Trevor moved in
behind Eric and began to push his well-lubed cock into Eric's virgin hole.

Trevor's work loosening up Eric paid off, and to everyone's surprise,
Trevor slid right in without any pain to Eric at all.  As the two boys
continued to work each other's cock in their mouths, Trevor began slowly
fucking Eric in long, smooth strokes.  Slowly, gently, he increased his
tempo, until he was furiously pumping Eric's tight ass for all he was
worth.  The feeling was not lost on Eric.  Both he and Travis were now
fucking each other's mouth with abandon, and he felt the repeated assault
on his prostate from Trevor's dick sending little jolts up and down his
spine.

Eric felt his orgasm slowly rising, inhibited slightly from all of his
previous sexual releases.  Nonetheless, the sexual tension was building,
and Eric knew it would soon release violently.  As he contemplated the joy
to come, he felt Travis stiffen, and fire the first of multiple blasts of
seed into his mouth.  Travis moaned loudly around Eric's cock as he
spasmodically pumped load after load into Eric's waiting mouth.  Eric
swallowed over and over, not wanting to miss a drop of his lover's tasty
load.  Still climbing towards release, he continued his frenzied pumping
into Travis' mouth.

Travis was spent, and Eric let his cock fall from his mouth.  All the while
Travis kept up the oral assault on Eric's huge member, as his brother
continued ravishing Eric's tight virgin hole.  Now it was Trevor's turn.
He stiffened and thrust deeply into Eric, spewing cum deep into his belly.

"Aghh!  Ah!  Ah!  Uh! Unh!  Unghh!  Uhhunghh!  Shit!  Unghh!  Uhhh!
Unghh!"

Eric could feel Trevor's pulsing cock as it pressed firmly against his
prostate, and felt the warm seed filling his insides, pushing him over the
edge.  He came last, and hardest, his head arching back, his voice rising
in pitch as he screamed out his orgasm, flooding Travis' mouth to
overflowing.

"Oh no! I... I'm cum... AH!  AH! Ahhhhh!  Nahh!  Shit!  Uhhh!  Unghh!
Fuuck!  Anghhh!  Unhhh!  Ahhh!"  Eric lost all control of his body,
becoming a spasming, cum shooting machine.

Eric collapsed onto Travis, and Trevor slumped onto Eric.  All three boys
were beyond spent, and it took several minutes before the two on top heard
a muffled "Guys, guys, you're squishing me.  C'mon, get off.  Get off!"

The other two laughed as the slowly disengaged from the pile of boy bodies
they had created.  Each found a spot on the bed, bodies touching wherever
possible.  The warmth of their afterglow caught up with them, and they all
conked out on the spot.

Eric awoke completely disoriented, and struggled to figure out where he
was...

He was in bed...

He felt warm bodies on either side of him...

He was naked...

He felt good...

There was a slight draft that was cool...

There was a rustling sound, kind of like a grocery bag...

What the hell?

Eric came fully awake with a start, and sat up suddenly, his eyes blinking,
trying to focus on the sound.  Panic welled up inside of him as he saw what
had to be the twins' parents bringing sacks of groceries into the
motorhome.

"Oh hi!  You must be Eric.  I'm Mrs. Marino, Travis and Trevor's mom."  She
saw the look of panic on Eric's face, and quickly moved to reassure him.
"Oh, don't worry, we know about the boys and their sexual orientation.  We
make it our policy not to interfere, so don't worry, you're not in trouble
or anything like that.  Looks like you boys had fun!"  she said, with a
twinkle in her eye.

Eric was dumbfounded!  "Umm, yeah, it was nice," was all he could manage to
say.

"Nice seems like a bit of an understatement," she said, laughing.  "Well,
don't worry about a thing.  We'll leave you boys alone and take care of
putting this stuff away.  Mornin' boys," she said brightly to the twins,
who were just coming awake.  They nodded in sleepy reply.  "Have fun!" she
said, and closed the folding door to the bedroom.

The boys decided to get up and continue exploring the dunes as they had
been yesterday.  After a quick clean up, followed by a more formal
introduction to the Marino's, Eric again found himself tightly tucked up
behind Trevor on his ATC, heading across the sand.  The combination of the
ride, and close contact with Trevor's body periodically made Eric hard, and
both boys took advantage of the situation, rubbing against each other,
enjoying the stimulation.  Occasionally Eric would move his hands up to
Trevor's nipples and play gently with them, savoring their feel between his
fingers.

Eric kept thinking to himself that this had to be just about the best part
of the vacation so far, with the exception of his new found friend Tommy.
Thinking about Tommy gave him a pang of sorrow, but the stimulation he was
getting from Trevor wiggling around in the seat quickly distracted him.  As
he again grew hard, he thought to himself that it couldn't get much better
than this.  Or could it?