Date: Sat, 05 Aug 2000 01:01:30 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hitchin '69

                   HITCHIN' 69

   I enjoyed my life on the road for that summer before
starting college. I let my hair grow longer and decked myself
out in Levi's and flowery shirts and leather-fringed jacket--
and, of course, the obligatory headband and traveling pouch
with a small stash of grass.
   I usually didn't have much of a problem getting a ride.
Especially from flower children--free-spirited dudes and chicks
willing to help a guy out. They'd share their dope and lunch,
and maybe even a place to stay for the night. And when that
happened it was a rare time when I wasn't invited to join in
for some sexual frolics.
   Now, I gotta admit I'm a good-looking guy. Gettin' a piece
on the road wasn't all that hard. Chicks came on to me all the
time, and it was more than once that their boyfriend or male
companion came on to me at the same time. Free love and all
that stuff. Well, hell, I wanted to fit in. After all, I'd
dressed the part and wanted desperately to fit into the
'groove' that was happening. I'd never been particularly hung
up on sexual things--I always went with the flow. So when it
came to being in a comfortable situation and having a guy come
on to me, I went right along with it.
   Well, actually, I don't know if I'd have gone along so
easily the first time if it hadn't been for being with this hot
chick at the time. We were just getting into balling when her
friend came in--naked and smiling. I didn't know it until then,
but he was her boyfriend!
   A little frightened at how he was going to react, I got
real tense. And...a little unnerved at the smile on his face.
When the chick laughed as he plopped himself down on the other
side of me, I sighed a bit from relief, but gulped, wondering
what they were up to.
   "Relax, Earl likes you," she said to me, stroking my bare
chest. "He wants to fool around too. You ever make it with a
guy? Earl and me are AC/DC--if it feels good, WE DO IT!" she
laughed.
   "Don't sweat it, man," he smiled at me, running his hand
over my belly and down to my crotch. "If you can't get into
reciprocation, it's alright. Just concentrate on Cindy and
we'll both make you feel good!"
   She bent down and started to kiss me, while her boyfriend
began to rub up my dick and nuts! I don't know if it was her
hot, sensuous mouth or his strange manipulation of my things,
but I quickly sprung a big bone! That must have made Earl
happy, because before I knew it he had his face down there...
licking me all over. I was squirming a little, not sure whether
to move my crotch away from his face--or to push it closer to
his smooching mouth!
   "Mmmm, Cindy," he cried, "dude's hung real fine! Take a
look."
   She pulled her mouth from mine and glanced down. Then she
looked back at me, tossing her long brown hair over her
shoulder. "Wow! We're gonna have some fun with THAT! Earl's a
hot fuck, but he likes to suck on a big dick once in a while.
Course, I like to suck on a big dick ALL the time! Oh, don't
look so nervous," she whispered, "let him blow you for a while,
then we can ball our brains out!"
   Earl had swung around to get down to me. That put his
crotch near the head of the bed, but I wasn't aware of it until
she made a suggestion that I wasn't sure about.
   "Earl's hung pretty good himself. Go ahead, take a look."
Sure enough, I turned to see a good sized prick staring at me.
It was up good and hard and bouncing around. "Go ahead, play
with it!" she encouraged me, "won't hurt ya to touch it, baby!"
   While she kissed me passionately--getting me more turned
on--I felt wet lips being wrapped around my cock. Earl was
sucking on it! I'd never touched another guy before. Not
because I had any particular aversion to it--I'd just never had
the opportunity. I guess when he felt my dick twitch in his
mouth, Earl thought that was some kind of agreement on my part.
Anyway, he moved his butt closer, rubbing his hard cock against
my body. I was feeling very horny and adventurous.
   Sucking on Cindy's tongue, I automatically reached to my
side and took Earl's hard penis in my hand. I wrapped my fist
around it and slowly felt it up, stroking it gently as I
marveled at the feel of another guy's pecker. I mean, it was
much like my own--yet different. Different, I guess, because it
was attached to somebody else. I didn't mind doing it, espe-
cially after what he was doing to me. Then Cindy pulled away
and got down to give Earl some help. I gasped when she started
to lick on my shaft while her boyfriend sucked on my knob. The
sight was incredible! I'd always gotten off on watching a chick
put her mouth on my prick...but seeing a guy down there doing
the same thing--at the same time--was just too much!
   I watched them eagerly tease me, then turned to see what it
was I had in my hand. I was surprised, as if it were discon-
nected from the 'real me' to see how my hand was energetically
manipulating the silky, rigid flesh of his stiff bone!
Surprised at how good it felt in my hand. Surprised at how much
I was enjoying the feel of it. I'd supposed it was all the
grass we'd smoked that made me so agreeable, but when I
realized that I was hardly aware any more of what they were
doing down there, and was totally mesmerized at the sight of
Earl's hard prickhead oozing drops of pre-cum--precum my own
hand had been responsible for drawing forth--I did a quick
re-evaluation of my own desires.
   For the first time I had a guy's cock in my hand. I was
high, and I was feeling good. Everything was so free-wheeling,
that when Cindy looked up at me, smiling, and said, "Go ahead,
suck it for Earl!" I said, "OK, but tell him not to squirt in
my mouth!"
   They both giggled around my cock, but I didn't pay much
attention. My eyes were riveted to the wet, engorged cock knob
I was pulling toward my lips. I held it up to my face and stuck
out my tongue. I slurped up the dripping fluid, deciding that
if I didn't like the taste of that, I wouldn't go any further.
Because it was that wet thing I was considering putting into my
mouth. But I'd no sooner swirled that sweet, delicate taste
around my lips, then I went all out! I pulled his prick between
my lips and took my first taste of hot cock. It was nothing
like I'd expected.
   It was a...a thing in my mouth...a thing that felt so round
and soft and fleshy and...just the perfect thing for a mouth to
suck on! Better than sucking on a tit. That was just a mound of
flesh...this was a throbbing, blood-engorged thing that felt
alive in my mouth! A thing fully capable of performing ACTS in
my mouth--all on its own. It could drip more of that sweet-
tasting pre-cum...it could squirt hot bolts of cum right up
from the guy's balls...it could PISS! I'd already tasted, and
savored, the pre-cum--and I wasn't worried about it pissing. My
mouth was keeping it much too hard for that! But I knew my
suctioning was liable to bring about that other thing--hot
bolts of cum! And I wasn't sure I was ready for that. Earl
hadn't promised not to...but I didn't think he'd be so rude to
just go ahead and do it in my mouth..so I kept sucking on it.
   As a matter of fact, I got to REALLY sucking on it! I
turned my head even more to the side and tried to take as much
in as I could. I'd had blowjobs, and I was always trying to get
the chicks to take it way down into their throats. So I did it
myself, to get an idea of what I had subjected them to.
   I decided that it wasn't as easy as I'd thought...but it
was most certainly more enjoyable than they'd made it out to
be. Shit! I thought. This was my first time, and already I felt
like I could give a blowjob better than any chick had ever done
to me! Then, suddenly, the wonderful cock was wrenched from my
mouth.
   "Heeey, duuude!" Earl cried, breathlessly. "Slow down,
unless you want me to splatter your tonsils. I mean, suck it up
buddy, if you want to. But if you don't want me to 'squirt in
your mouth' you'd better slow down." Gawd, was I embarrassed! I
must have blushed. There I was, my first time, warning that I
didn't want him to come in my mouth, and yet sucking away like
mad as if I wanted him to drench me!
   "OK," he said...but I hardly heard him. Cindy was lapping
all over my nuts, and Earl started to push his whole head down
over my prick...giving me the blowjob of my life! The only
thing I could think of was doing equal service to him for the
pleasure he was giving me. I tried that back-of-the-throat
business, but I was afraid of gagging so I kept it at a
comfortable depth. Mmmm, yes, it was quite comfortable in my
mouth. I'd never sucked anything so delicious in my life! With
Cindy digging her tongue under my balls, and my cock feeling so
good, I felt Earl's prick beginning to throb between my lips. I
was going to come, and I knew that Earl was more than ready, so
I decided that since I was having so much fun I would probably
suck a guy off sooner or later, so why not knock off my first
blowjob right then? I got a firm grip on the base of the
sonofabitch and started sucking hard and long! He was even
closer than I thought, because the goop was spitting outta his
hole and across my tongue before I knew it. That did it! I
instantly erupted in his mouth at the first taste of his warm,
slimy sperm. MAN, HE REALLY WASHED MY MOUTH DOWN! I had
to gulp several times just to keep it from spilling out. And I
definitely didn't want it to spill out! Any stud that could
take my plentiful load like Earl was doing, deserved equal
treatment. And I sure gave it to him.
   When we pulled apart, Cindy came up to me and kissed me on
the cheek. "See? Aren't pricks just the loveliest things to
suck on?" I was a little embarrassed, but I nodded.
   "Now you boys just lay back and let me work you up again,"
she ordered. "I'm gonna need some hot pussy-lickin' and cunt-
stuffin' before you get out of here!"
   Temporarily exhausted, we did as she said. With a hand in
each of our crotches, she slowly manipulated them back to life.
Her tongue helped a lot, as she shifted her face from one to
the other. With our faces side-by-side, Earl and I rested back
on the pillows and watched her perform. Earl turned his head to
me. He was close enough that I could smell his cum-flavored
breath.
   "Thanks, guy, that was great! Most guys aren't so
enthusiastic their first time. Cocksucking's a kick, ain't it?
First time I ever did it I was on LSD. The same night I met
Cindy. She had this gay friend who was hot for me. Cindy didn't
tell me about him. The music was great and the wine mellowed
out the acid. We were laughing and really enjoying ourselves.
We both had to take a leak at the same time, so we went in
together, high and giggling. We stood at the bowl with our
cocks hanging out, and I let loose first. He stared and got
down on his knees, saying what a wild thing it was watching a
guy piss on acid. I laughed but didn't think it strange. I was
experiencing the tracers just watching myself piss. He stuck
out a finger and let the piss stream bounce off it. We were
both giggling, not feeling the least strange about what we were
doing. I pissed all over his finger, and wasn't even surprised
when he wiped it across his tongue to get a taste!
   "'Here,' I kidded, squeezing my prick at the base, 'open
your mouth and I'll give you a real taste!' He laughed and
knelt there with his mouth open. Feeling silly, I aimed my
prick at his lips and let the pressure loose long enough to
squirt a good mouthful, then I aimed it back into the toilet
and finished off. He gulped it down and smiled up at me. 'Not
so bad--kinda salty and fizzy! Wanna try it?' Feeling giddy, I
agreed and knelt down. 'Just a little!' I laughed. 'Then let me
rest it on your tongue and I'll just give you a few drops.' I
was so high, I didn't even think that was strange. I stuck out
my tongue and let him lay his cockhead on it. Instantly, I felt
a tremor of reluctance. My tongue was touching his dick! But he
was chuckling and making like it was all in fun, so I didn't
pull away. He widened his legs and kinda squirmed the head
accidentally against my lips. Then he held still, waiting. I
looked up at him, impatient. Instead of pissing, his knob was
getting bigger! 'Hold on,' he said, 'it won't be long.'
   "After what seemed like forever, he finally said, 'Guess I
don't hafta go after all. Wanna suck on it a little, since
you're already down there?' He rubbed it against my lips
rapidly, and this time I did pull away. 'No thanks, asshole!' I
said without anger, figuring he was just kidding. 'Well, do you
mind if I try it?' he asked, kneeling back down. 'Go ahead, get
up and put it in my mouth. Let me see what it's like!' I
shrugged, and did it. I figured he'd just give it a lick like
I'd practically done. I didn't hesitate, because it somehow
seemed fair to me that he should do what I'd done. But instead
of touching it with his tongue, he wrapped his lips around my
knob and started to suck on it! I wanted to pull away, but he
grabbed me around the butt and pulled me closer, driving my
prick to the back of his throat!
   "'HEY!' I cried, 'what're you doin'?'
   "'I guess I like it!' he muffled around my cock. My whole
body was tingling anyway, and for some reason seeing a guy down
on his knees sucking on my prick seemed perfectly natural--and
besides, IT FELT SO GOOD I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO STOP! My dick
was getting stiff, and I just stood there letting him blow me.
Finally, he pulled off, saying, 'Wow! That's kinda neat! You
oughta try it!' I'd already noticed that the meat hanging from
his fly had risen to a boner. 'You won't tell anyone?' I asked,
intrigued. 'Course not!' he replied, conveying the idea that he
was just as guilty. 'Come on,' he said, 'let's lay down and do
it to each other!' Cindy walked in while we were on the floor
sucking each other. Even stoned, I was paralyzed at being
caught. Instead of calling us queers or something, she smiled
and led us into her bedroom. Then she told us to do it again so
she could watch! I balked, but she said if we did, she wouldn't
tell anyone. It was an empty threat, but it didn't matter to
me. I was surprised at how glad I was to be able to put it in
my mouth again!
   "It wasn't until after Cindy and I had gotten close that
she told me the truth. 'Don't feel bad, Earl. He's pulled
something like that on a lot of guys. You'd be surprised at how
many straight guys he's had sex with! Besides, you know you'd
like to do it again.' Now I blow hot guys like you every chance
I get!"
   We both fucked Cindy that night, and Earl blew me again in
the morning. Cindy blew him while I was eating her pussy. Then
I had to hit the road again.
   A bit confused, but feeling warm about it all, I stuck out
my thumb. It was a hot July, so I'd changed into a pair of
shorts before I left.
   About twenty minutes later I was picked up by a married
couple in a station wagon. They were quite friendly and offered
to take me about fifteen miles before their turnoff. They must
have been on vacation, because the rear was full of luggage and
camping gear. I got into the back seat, sliding next to a
gangly, smiling kid about 12 or 13 who was sitting in the
middle. On his other side, against the window, were two
sleeping bags. He was a cute, friendly kid who held a photo
album in his lap. As the car pulled away, I rested my head
back, closed my eyes, and reflected on what had happened with
Cindy and Earl. I hadn't gotten much sleep, so I was still a
little disoriented. Mother and Father were engrossed in mapping
out their route, and I just tuned them out.
   I slowly relived the previous evening, and suddenly got the
realization that something was out of place. Startled, I opened
my eyes and looked down. Remembering the horny things we'd done
had caused my prick to get hard. MY FAT KNOB WAS STICKING
OUT FROM MY SHORTS! A quick glance sideways and I caught
the kid looking right down at it!
   Before I could do something to adjust myself, the boy
quickly gushed at me, almost in a whisper, "Here, you wanna see
my album?" He slammed it open and layed it across our laps. I
was happy that my boner was now out of sight, but at the same
time I couldn't reach down and stick it back into my shorts.
That was okay; it would go down by itself. I got the distinct
feeling that the kid was trying to save me embarassment.
   I tried to get interested in the pictures he was pointing
out and rattling on about in his youthful exuberance. But
something in his expression seemed totally detached from the
words he was saying. I figured it was only my imagination, but
he almost seemed to have a dirty leer on his face. Then I
bolted upright and almost shot out of my seat. The little
bugger had slipped his left hand under the album and had ahold
of my cock knob! He twiddled it in his fingers, and smiled at
me, licking his lips! I couldn't believe it. This little kid
was coming on to me, and was sitting right there behind his
parents playing with my prick! And the little shit knew I
couldn't do anything about it. Any complaint or disturbance I
might have made would have aroused the folks in front, and how
was I going to explain his hand on my boner?!
   "And this picture, Wally..." he rambled on, reaching up
into the leg of my shorts and stroking the full length of my
stiff prick. My mouth hung open and I looked at him with a
blank stare. The little rascal knew exactly what he was doing
to me. And, he knew he was in complete control. He winked
at me!
   Squirming under the album, I only made matters worse. He
pulled my leg aside, making me spread them wider for his lusty
excursions. He pulled my balls out and rubbed them all over!
The little squirt was turning me on something fierce, but he
seemed to know what he was doing. He never stayed on my cock
long enough to get me in danger of coming. He give me a few
sensuous strokes, then played around with my balls or pubic
hair. I gritted my teeth and gave him a stern look when he
actually dipped a finger underneath and started to play with my
asshole! Nobody'd EVER touched my asshole before, and here I
was in a car, sitting behind a young boy's chattering parents,
while the horny youngster proceeded to slowly stick a finger up
my ass! I couldn't believe what he was doing, but even more
than that, I couldn't believe how he was able to smile and keep
track of his photo descriptions!
   I was definitely in a quandry. If I got a pained or strange
expression on my face his father might catch it in his rearview
mirror. If I tried to fight him between my thighs, his digging
finger began to hurt. What the hell, I figured. As long as he
stayed away from my cock, I had a good chance of not spurting
jizz all over the place! I relaxed, and looked into the boy's
eyes, wondering why he even wanted to put his finger up my
butt! He was a cutie, I noticed. He had the most beautiful
bright blue eyes I'd ever seen. And the farther his finger
reached inside my rectum, the more they sparkled! Too subtly to
be noticed as strange from the front seat, the album was
nevertheless beginning to rise up and down as he finger-fucked
me.
   I stared dutifully at the pictures, but I couldn't focus on
them. My cock was beginning to drool because he had his whole
finger jammed up my hole and he was wiggling it around in
there! I'd never felt such sensations in my ass before...and
didn't even know it was possible. He was working some magic in
there...that little demon...and I was about ready to toss the
album aside and scream for him to fuck me harder with that
nasty long finger of his while I grabbed my prick and jacked
off! Luckily, I was saved by the sound of his father speaking
into his mirror at me. Had he been paying better attention I'm
sure he'd have noticed that my face was beet red!
   "Just a coupla more miles," he said brightly. "Say, young
man, we're stopping at a campsite for the day. You're welcome
to join us if you'd like. We have an extra sleeping bag and in
the morning we'll be traveling another 150 miles. If that'd be
any help to you, you're sure welcome to stick around. Buddy
seems to like you, and he could use a little companionship. An
only child doesn't have that much fun being with his folks on a
trip like this, I guess."
   'Buddy' yanked his finger outta my ass and blurted out,
"YEAH! You will, won't you? I can show you the rest of my
photographs!" He gave me a pleading look that promised horny
things without repercussions. I had nowhere to be in
particular, and while I'd never had any sexual interest in
youngsters, especially boys, the things he'd been doing to my
butt had me totally fascinated. I knew it might be a bit
dangerous, but the kid seemed to be quite alert for his age.
   "Gee," I gushed, looking at the boy, then back to the
front, "that'd be swell! I could use some rest time, and trying
to get rides all that way really tires a guy out. I...I really
appreciate it!"
   "Great!" The kid beamed! He had a dopey smile on his face
as he casually scratched his upper lip--right under his nose.
THE LITTLE BUGGER WAS SMELLING HIS FINGER!! I looked closely,
aghast. There wasn't any shit on his finger...luckily. He kept
that finger in close proximity to his nostrils for the next ten
minutes it took to arrive at the campground. Just before we got
out of the car, he lifted the album and showed that he had a
perky boner snaking his pants! He kept the album close,
covering his crotch until it went down. He licked his finger!
   My thoughts were mighty confused. I was a bit surprised
that a young kid should have such a long, skinny dick. But most
of all I tried to imagine what it was he wanted to do, and how
in the hell he got to be such a nasty little boy! Maybe he
wanted to jack me off while he put his finger back up my hole.
Well, that was okay with me. Maybe I could get him to suck me.
I'd already sucked one cock, and the thought of putting his
pecker in my mouth was not a disgusting thought at all. I even
got a sudden comical vision of myself nibbling on his little
hairless balls!
   We spent the late morning pitching the tents, then the
missus fixed a lunch of hot dogs and stuff. Next, the folks sat
back to digest their lunch before we were to go on a hike. I
asked where the restrooms were, and Buddy pointed the building
out to me.
   Just before I reached it, I turned to see Buddy leaving the
camp. He was coming right after me. The place was deserted. I
took my piss and heard him come in. Before I could say anything
he told me to go into the last booth and close the door.
   "But..."
   "Go ahead, you'll see."
   I went in and locked the door. I heard him go into the one
next to me. When I turned, I saw his smiling face peering at me
through a hole! A glory hole had been carved out of the old
wooden partition. I sat down and got up close to it.
   "You little devil!" I said to him. "You sure have a lot of
nerve playing with me like that. What if your folks had seen?"
   "They didn't. You sure have a nice one! Would you pull it
out so I can see it?"
   "Uh, you sure you want me to? I don't go around corruptin'
kids, you know."
   "Gee, I don't know why not. Most of the fellas I know would
LOVE to get ahold of a big one like you got!"
   "Are...are you gay?"
   "Hunh?"
   "You know...queer!"
   "I don't know. Come on, lemme see it!"
   "Well, alright." I unzipped and pull out my half-hard cock,
letting it flop around for him to get a look.
   "Whew!" he hissed through the hole. "Can you get it hard? I
want to see it hard again!"
   I stood up. "You want to do it? Stick your hand through."
   Like a shot, his hand came through the hole and I layed my
cock into his palm. He gave out little gasps of pleasure and
awe as he fondled it into a stiff erection.
   "Boy, it's swell. Pull your balls out too!" I unsnapped and
let him get a good handful of those, too. "They're so big and
hairy! Do you think mine will get that big?"
   "I don't know. Why don't you let me see how much of a start
you've got on them?"
   "Golly," he gasped, "you wanna see MINE?!"
   "Sure, why not?"
   "OK, but I got a boner!" He pulled his hand back. I peeked
in to see him frantically undoing his pants. He whipped them
down to his knees, and I saw a nice hard bulge in his snowy
white jockey shorts. He yanked them down in a flash, proudly
displaying a stiff whanger that bounced up and down. It looked
like a sweet, fresh mouthful to me! I still wasn't totally sure
about all this cocksucking stuff...and even more doubtful about
sucking on a kid's prick...but I had to admit the whole situa-
tion was so innocently nasty that he sure wouldn't have to beg
me "The...they're not much, but..." he muttered, childishly
ashamed at his own equipment.
   "How old are you, Buddy?"
   "12...and a half," he answered.
   "Well, I don't think you have anything to worry about. You
got a lot more than I did at 12."
   "Gee, really? It sure did grow! How come it got so big?"
   I laughed. "Well, a lot of jacking off helped! Do you jack
off?"
   "SURE! I do it all the time," he gushed.
   I reached through the hole. "Can I feel it?"
   "Heck yeah!" He pushed his middle toward the hole and
offered it to me. I felt everything he had. I ran my hand up
and down his rigid pole...ran my finger over his silky, moist,
bloated cockhead...fiddled with his tiny nuts...and felt around
his burgeoning fleecy pubic hair. "Mmmm, that feels good! You
can play with me all you want, Wally!"
   "Another thing that makes it grow," I suggested carefully,
"is getting it sucked on."
   "Hunh?! You...you mean puttin' it in your mouth!"
   "Yeah. You've never done that?"
   "No. But now I know why Clay Fulmer's got such a big one.
He says Tommy Tucker sucks it for him! Hmmm, maybe I can get
Tommy to suck me."
   "Why wait for Tommy?" I was ready to wrap my lips around
it, but before Buddy could respond to my suggestion, someone
walked in and started to piss in the urinal.
   Reluctantly, I whispered. "Come on, we'd better go. Your
folks are gonna wonder what we're doing in here all this time."
   "OK," he whispered conspiratorily through the glory hole,
"but can we come back later?"
   Outside, I suggested we detour around the hillside and come
back upon the campsite from another angle, telling them we went
to watch some guys playing ball.
   "Yeah, that'd be better than telling 'em we were playing
with each other's balls!" he giggled.
   I laughed with him and put my arm around his shoulder. He
was a head shorter than me, and looked up with admiration. His
sweet, innocent face sent tingles through me...probably because
I could see fires of lust burning behind his sparkling blue
eyes. That lust kept me from feeling like a child molester. If
anything, the little scamp was a man-molester! He looked down
at my crotch.
   "It went down. Mine didn't!" he gushed.
   "Yeah, well, when I was your age I went around with a boner
in my pants all the time, too."
   "Wish we didn't have to go on this darn hike. I'd like to
go somewhere where we could take our pants off."
   "And do what?" I asked accusingly.
   "Anything you want!" he said trustingly. "I'll even try
that sucking stuff if you want!"
   "Damn! I don't know how you got to be such a sexy little
stud so soon, but if we get the chance we can try anything you
want to. As long as your folks, especially your dad, doesn't
find out. He'd kill me! Now make that monster go down, we're
almost there."
   He giggled and instinctively moved away from me.
   "Well..." Daddy said, "we wondered what happened to you
two! You ready for our hike?"
   It was leisurely--nothing really strenuous--the four of us
just tramped around the hills getting some good exercise.
Buddy, shirtless, youthful, and energetic, spend a lot more
energy going from here to there. At one point he scampered up
to me, showing me something or other that he picked up along
the way. His brow was moist, and I caught a whiff of the tangy
sharpness drifting up from his armpits. It totally caught me
off-guard. I breathed deeply...trying to catch more of it. No
fragrance--not even a writhing pussy in my face--had ever
stirred such an instant reaction in me. It was so completely
intoxicating I wanted to bury my nose under his arm and breathe
it all in! I wanted to lap the fresh moisture from his pits!
The little peckerhead was driving me wild with desire. He just
rambled on, totally oblivious to what he was doing to me, then
ran off in another direction.
   Buddy and I were to share the other tent. That sounds
better than it was. Mommy and Daddy were right next door, and
there was no telling when either of them might pop in. We
stripped to our undershorts, which tented real quickly. I
grabbed his arm and pulled it straight up. Then I buried my
nose in his fragrant armpit.
   "Wha...what're you doin'?" he giggled. "That tickles!"
   "You've been driving me nuts all day with that smell!"
   "Boy, I DO stink, don't I?" he said, sniffing his underarm.
   "Yeah, I'll bet your balls smell good, too!" I said.
   "You mean you like it?"
   "Hmmm. You'll understand when you're older. Hey, wait a
minute! I seem to remember you smelling--and licking--a rather
gamey finger you had up some hitchhiker's bum a while back."
   He blushed and hung his head. "Uh, maybe I do know what you
mean. I was feeling real nasty," he laughed, "and I thought it
might freak you out! It did, didn't it?"
   "Sure did," I admitted, "mostly cause you seemed to like
it."
   "I...I did, I guess."
   "Nobody ever did that to me before. You wanna do it again?
It felt kinda good."
   "Sure...I'd like to!"
   "Whatever it is you'd like to do," Daddy poked his head in
through the flap, shining a flashlight, "do it tomorrow. Hit
the sack, boys, we're hitting the road at first light!" He went
back to his tent, leaving us standing there with astonished
looks on our faces. We had been turned mostly with our backs to
him, but there was no telling if he caught the boners in our
shorts...it was possible. Nervous, we slipped into our sleeping
bags.
   "What're we gonna do?" he asked in a little whining voice.
"I wanna fool around, don't you?"
   "I don't know." The lantern was still on in the parents'
tent, and I certainly didn't want to take another chance on
Daddy walking in on us. Even if we moved together and just
stuck our hands down each other's sleeping bags, there was no
way we could scramble apart in time. I wanted this boy, but not
at the expense of my neck! At the same time, I knew that if
anything was going to happen between us, it had to be that
night. We'd be separating the next day.
   "Wait til they go to sleep, then we'll sneak out to the
head, OK?"
   "Good idea!" he whispered. "Hope I can wait that long."
   "Well, stop playing with yourself!" I hissed. "Tell me
about what you do with your horny pals."
   "Aw, we don't do much...just jack off together...'n
sometimes each other. I started that when I reached over and
grabbed Torson's dick."
   "What'd he do?" I asked, intrigued, remembering my own
youthful experimentations.
   "He was right next to me, and he kept flopping it up and
down without hands, showing off. He said, 'go ahead, pump me
off!' So I did. The other guys were watching me do it while
they pounded their own meat. When it was over, I tried to get
Torson to do it to me, but he wouldn't so Tommy Tucker did.
That was before Clay told me about Tommy sucking him. After
that, sometimes we'd pull each other off. That's all."
   "You never sucked anybody...or got sucked?"
   "Nope. Nobody ever thought about it, I guess."
   "You want to, don't you?"
   "Oh, yeah! I wanna suck on yours. But...what about the
stuff?"
   "Haven't you ever tasted your own stuff?"
   "Sure. Sometimes I shoot it in my hand."
   "Whadda you do then? Gobble it up?"
   "Well..."
   "It's okay, I've done it lots of times," I admitted.
   "Yeah, I do it. I don't really like the taste too much,
but...I keep doing it. I don't know why."
   "Well, you like peckers, doncha?"
   "Yeah!"
   "Well, then it stands to reason that you'll like
PECKERJUICE! Don't matter what it tastes like. You like it
cause it comes from a pecker."
   "Do...do YOU like it?"
   "To be honest," I confided, "first time I ever had a guy's
prick in my mouth was last night. And I liked it. He really
squirted a lot in my mouth. And...yeah...I liked drinking it.
Funny, I'm so much older than you, but it seems like we're
tryin' out this stuff at the same time. Makes ME feel like I'm
12 again!"
   "Gee, makes me feel like I'm older--like you. What took you
so long? I thought you older guys did it all the time."
   I chuckled. "I have been, dummy, but with girls!"
   "Oh...yeah. I don't think I'd ever wanna do it with a girl.
They don't have anything."
   "Sure they do," I assured him. "They've got a nice squishy
hole to stick pricks in."
   "That's FUCKING, right?"
   "Right."
   "Wish guys could FUCK," he said dreamily "I'd much rather
fuck with somebody that had a nice big prick!"
   "Well...guys can fuck," I instructed. "I've never done it,
but guys that are queer fuck each other up the poophole."
   "YEAH? Gee, that's great. I wanna try that! Am I old enough
to be a queer, Wally?"
   I was new to this stuff myself, but even without the
experience I was sure I was in the presence of a blossoming,
dedicated faggot. "You're old enough, alright. If that light
ever goes out, we're gonna go find out just how queer we both
are!"
   We layed there for another half hour, getting hornier by
the minute. The light had been out in the other tent for a
while, but it wasn't until we heard his old man snoring that I
suggested we venture out.
   "There's lots of people around here, so put on your pants.
Go to the restroom and wait in one of the booths. I'll be there
shortly."
   I waited around after he left to see if I heard any
rustling coming from the other tent. The snoring had stopped,
but there wasn't any other sounds so I slipped off my jockeys
and put on my shorts and carefully sneaked out, heading toward
the faraway building.
   Here and there, people were still up. It was rather early
for those not worried about an early start. Fires were ablaze
from campsites where people were having late meals. I only
hoped that there wouldn't be a lot of interruptions from guys
having to use the facilities.
   When I entered the building, I noticed that the first two
stalls were both occupied. I could tell by the tennies that
Buddy was in the middle one, so I quietly slipped into the last
one. My dick already growing from excitement, I sat on the
toilet seat rubbing my shorts. Then with a big grin on my face,
I leaned down to the hole, expecting to see Buddy waiting in
anticipation. I saw Buddy alright...but he was leaning over the
other way licking on a big dick that was poking through the
hole in the other partition! It was a smaller hole--just large
enough for a cock and a pair of nuts.
   THAT LITTLE TRAMP! I thought. Couldn't even wait a few
minutes...had to grab the first pecker that came along! He had
his pants down to his ankles and was stroking himself while he
lapped and masturbated the big dick. I was wondering whether to
leave or wait around for seconds, when I heard him whisper
loudly, "Gee, Wally, it's really nice! It's even bigger than it
was before!"
   Good lord! He thought it was ME he was playing with. I
stuck my lips through the hole and hissed at him. "Pssst!
Buddy! Hey, over here."
   Startled, he tried to cover up what he was doing. Then he
looked carefully at my peering face. "Wally?"
   "Yeah, it's me."
   "Th...then who do I have h-hold of?"
   "I don't know," I said, smiling at his silly mistake. "The
question is, what're you gonna do with it now?"
   "I-I don't know," he whispered, "guess I'd better..." Then
a voice came from outside the door. A little girl's voice.
   "Daddy? Mom says to hurry up. The car's all packed."
   "Damn!" the man muttered, slipped his cock out. "Just when
I meet up with a cute little cocksucker. Sorry, kid. Gotta go!"
   "Golly!" he turned to me, giggling. "I thought that was
you! Guess he saw me playin' with my pecker and looking in his
hole, cause next thing I knew there was a knock on the wall and
that big thing came stickin' through!"
   "Sure looked like you were enjoying it!"
   "Yeah, I guess I was. But it'll be better now!"
   "Come on, Buddy, stick your nuts through first. I wanna get
a good smell of them!" He got up immediately and lifted his
stiff boner up to his belly. Then he sidled up to the partition
and pushed his crotch into the hole. I put my nose up to his
little nuts and sniffed all around them. The sweat he'd worked
up all afternoon still lingered. I lingered too. The aroma was
sweet and earthy. I started to run my tongue over them, lapping
away while he quietly moaned. Then I reached my finger through
and snapped his prick, bending it until it popped through the
hole. I'd waited too long. If I didn't get anything else, I was
going to drain those sweet nuts of all the jism they held. I
engulfed his perky boner after giving the lovely shaft a few
licks. Then I gave my second blowjob--and Buddy's first. It was
long enough to bang against the back of my throat, and Buddy
started jabbing it deliciously the full depth while I sucked
like mad! I'd liked Earl's dick...but this, this was heaven.
This was a young, virgin dick experiencing an incredible
sensation he'd hardly even imagined, and I intended that he'd
remember it forever! Even if it was being done through a glory
hole in a campsite shithouse! Before long he was squealing in
delight, spritzing in my mouth the most delicious creamy load
imaginable. I'd enjoyed Earl's tangy sperm, but this was more
like a heady milkshake!
   "Wowee!" he  panted. "T-that was great! Can I try now? I
wanna suck yours."
   "Uh, first turn around and let me see the other side," I
asked. Having watched his little buns scampering around in
front of me all day, I'd built up a curiosity at what they
looked like naked!
   He turned and displayed his bare bottom to me, even
wiggling it seductively, probably not even knowing why. I
didn't even know why. All I knew was the sight was prettier
than any female bottom I'd ever encountered. Pretty enough to
imagine poking my stick in there! I'd heard of butt-fucking,
but this was the first time I'd ever seriously had a desire to
do it. Not a chance, I figured, but I sure stared at it in awe.
It was so pink and innocent-looking. He wiggled it some more,
giggling, then did a nasty thing.
   He pulled his cheeks open and pushed his butt up against my
face! I was so surprised, it took me a while to react. I
instinctively pulled away when I realized a guy's butthole was
rubbing against my nose! That wasn't something that another guy
wants rubbed up against his nose, is it? I could still hear him
giggling when the odor hit my brain like an aphrodisiac! My
first smell of boy-butt totally dazed me. I imagined most boys
smelled that way, but I couldn't comprehend how the aroma from
that humid, sweaty orifice with its delicate scent of lingering
boyshit, could be so powerfully sexy!
   "No, no," I cried when he pulled away, "turn back around
again. Just, uh, let me take a better look."
   "Here," he held it open again and pushed it up against the
hole, obscenely displaying his hairless anus. "Wanna smell it
some more, Wally? Go ahead, SMELL MY BUTT! STICK YOUR
FINGER IN!"
   I smelled up and down his fragrant crack, and...and...well,
I just couldn't help myself. It was kinda automatic. My tongue
just came right out of my mouth and I licked up and down! I
couldn't believe what I was doing...and how much I was enjoying
it. I WAS LICKING RIGHT ON A BOY'S ASSHOLE! I could
SMELL his sweat and his shit...AND I WAS LICKING IT!
I could TASTE his sweat and his shit...and I was STILL
licking it! He ground his butt around, then quickly pulled
away and knelt down.
   "Boy, that was nasty! Lemme try!"
   "Hunh? You sure?"
   "You did it."
   "Yeah, but..." I laughed, "I'M A NASTY GUY!"
   "Me, too! Now turn around. Then I want to suck you!"
   I stood up and wrenched my shorts down, letting my prick
bob, giving him a chance to change his mind. "Wouldn't you
rather have this?" I asked, pointing it at him.
   "Yeah, later. Come on, Wally, I already tasted it once!"
   He was right. I remember him shoving his finger up my
asshole in the car, then smelling and licking it!
   "OK, Sport!" I did the same thing he'd done. I pulled my
cheeks open and pressed my bottom against the hole. You want
it, kid, you got it, I thought--getting all fired up. Little
shit wants to smell and lick my asshole, go to it!
   "Wow, you got some hair there!" was all he said before
jamming his nose into my crack! I'd at least been a little
hesitant. Youth is so adventurous, I thought! He didn't
hesitate for a moment. He rapidly ran his nose over my anus--
getting his fill of my scent--then flittered his tongue over my
asslips like a jaded whoreboy!
   I withstood it as long as I could...even secretly hoping he
might stick his finger in there again. It had felt good when
he'd done it before, and I certainly wouldn't stop this kid
from doing anything he damn well wanted to! I'd even let him
stick his pecker up my butt! I'd given the kid his first
blowjob, his first asslicking, was giving his first rimjob, and
soon he was going to be giving his first knobsuck...so why not
let him have his first fuck? OK, there was that other guy, but
I think he'd only licked along the guy's shaft and played with
it.
   I was about to turn around and shove my prick through the
hole, when we heard noises. We pulled apart quickly and sat
back on our respective seats...waiting impatiently for them to
leave.
   The voices obviously came from two young boys--younger than
Buddy.
   "Bet I can piss farther than you, Danny!" one voice
squeaked.
   "Betcha can't! Aim it in there, then when you start goin'
back up and see how far ya get before you start pissin' on the
floor!"
   Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw two boys about
9 or 10 standing in front of the urinals with their dicks in
their hands. While the first boy performed his business, the
other one carefully watched him slowly back up, sending his
powerful stream of piss arching up in the air and down into the
bowl.
   "OK! That's far enough. You can't reach it anymore. Squeeze
it, dummy! Here, I'll put a penny down where you got to. Now go
finish off, cause I'm gonna beat the pants offa you!"
   The second boy must have been holding it in all day. He
managed to keep spraying the porcelain a foot further away than
the first boy. Then he hurried forward and finished off,
shaking it.
   "OK, I won!" he declared triumphantly. "Ya gotta kiss it!"
   "Darn, you always win! Wipe it off first." Then he bent
over and smacked a noisy kiss on the end of the other boy's
little peter. They both ran out, giggling.
   "Boy, was that dumb! Come on, Wally, I'll show 'em how it
should be kissed!"
   I poked it right through and immediately felt a warm, wet
mouth working all over the end of it! Buddy had his sweet lips
around the head of my cock and he was sucking away happily. He
got as much as he could in his mouth and moved back and forth
on it. Dissatisfied that he couldn't taste all of it, he pulled
his mouth off and started to lick up and down my shaft. I
pressed up hard against the wall and thrust it out so he could
tongue every inch. I felt like my prick had never been so hard.
I could feel the blood pumping into it, making it as hard as
steel and begging for release. My only frustration was in not
being able to watching his pretty mouth working on its first
dick. He was hungry for it, and knelt on the concrete to lap at
my balls.
   "Aw, Buddy, LICK MY NUTS!" I cried. "SLOP ALL OVER 'EM!"
I recalled sweating all day along with the rest, and wondered
briefly whether he was appalled at the smell...then I remem-
bered how avidly he'd licked my asshole earlier and smiled to
myself as I pressed my face up against the partition.
   "Mmmm," he groaned, then gripped my shaft and put his mouth
over my prick again, sucking wildly and bobbing his head up and
down on it. He was blowing me furiously and I didn't know how
long I could hold off!
   Girls were always hesitant and did their blowing
reluctantly; but Earl had taught me the feel of a mouth thirsty
for cockjuice. I had one of those mouths on my dick and I
wasn't about to waste it.
   "GET READY, BUDDY! I'M GONNA BLAST IN YOUR MOUTH!
OH, SUCK ME, BABY...SUCK ME!" He readjusted himself
slightly, and really bore down--taking me as deeply as he
could. I gripped the top of the partition and pressed my crotch
up tight against the glory hole. My eyes rolled back, the big
vein in my cock throbbed for a moment before forcing open the
hole in my knob. I gasped, and flooded the boy's mouth with hot
globs of creamy cum! My butt was shivering uncontrollably, my
asshole was squeezing shut so tightly I was afraid it might
fuse together, and pints of jizz continued to spurt up from my
balls! And little Buddy, giving his first blowjob, was sucking
it all down! I knew I was delivering a tremendous load, and I
was fully expecting to hear some gagging and coughing from the
other side. But there was nothing but the moaning sounds of
slurping and gulping coming from the other side. Damn, I
thought, what was this kid gonna be like after he gets a little
more experience?!
   Breathless and exhausted, I slipped downward and peeked
through the hole. Buddy knelt with a big grin on his face,
wiping his lips. "So?" I asked, "whadda you think?"
   "I think I wonder what guuurls were ever made for!" he
laughed. "We better get back in case Dad gets up!"
   He was right, so we sneaked back into our tent, pleasantly
drained.
   No sound came from the other tent, luckily. We pushed our
sleeping bags head-to-head, talked about sex...and cocks and
balls and assholes. "Yeah, I liked licking your asshole!" he
gushed. "It was so dirty!"
   "DIRTY?!" I gasped, embarrassed, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't
know..."
   "No, silly," he turned to look at me in the darkness, "I
mean it was NASTY! Licking a guy's butthole is nasty! Isn't
it?"
   "Well," I teased, "it sure IS nasty the way YOU do it! Was
it my imagination, or did you push your tongue up inside me?"
   "Uh...yeah, but...just once!" He actually sounded
embarrassed.
   "Wish I'da thought of it!" I said.
   "Really?!"
   "Sure. Wish your folks weren't around. I'd have you sit
your pretty naked bottom right down on my face and I'd lick
right up inside your sweet hole! I'd shove my tongue in as far
as I could reach!"
   "WOW! That's what I wanted to do! But...I figured you'd
think I was a filthy boy."
   I laughed. "Buddy, you ARE a filthy boy! Deliciously
filthy!"
   "I wanted to put my finger in there again, and I thought
about fucking you up your hole. You ever done that?"
   "No," I said, then honestly added, "but I thought about
that too. I'll let you fuck me, Buddy, if we ever get another
chance."
   "That'd be great...and you could fuck me, too!"
   "Hmmm, you sure about that?"
   "Abso-posi-luutely!" he chuckled. "Where you headed,
anyway?"
   "Nowhere, actually," I admitted. "Just roamin' around
before I start school."
   "We're headed for Yosemite. Hey, why don't you..."
   We made a plan that would hopefully keep us together a
while longer.
   "Well, I'm starting school soon so I thought I'd just see
the country for a while. Probably head up to Yosemite next." We
were back in the car, heading west.
   "Well, now," Buddy's Dad said, a curious note in his voice,
"isn't that a coincidence. That's right where we're headed."
   "Gee, that's lucky!" Buddy gushed. "Can Wally go with us?"
   "I guess that'd be alright. If he wants to," Mom said.
   "You folks sure are kind," I said. "I'd like that."
   We spent four days at Yosemite camping, hiking...and eyeing
each other--waiting for a chance. It came on the third day.
Buddy and I went off along to hike up a long, winding ridge.
His dad stayed behind, complaining of muscle aches from the
activity he'd already endured.
   Finally up high, and totally isolated, we stripped
completely and basked in the sun, fiddling with each other
before rolling into a 69. Then I pulled him over me, and got
that face-sitting I'd promised him. Feeling the cool breezes
flow over us, I licked out his little hole to my heart's
content. He also lifted my legs and stuck his face down between
my splayed legs and tongued my ass.
   When the bugs started to get bothersome, we stood up.
"Let's fuck!" I said. He quickly agreed, and wanted to go
first. I got him to step onto a large rock shelf and spread his
legs. He was just high enough that I only had to bend forward
to put my face between his cheeks and loosen that virgin hung a
bit more by squirting in mouthfuls of spit. Then I aimed my
knob right at the entrance and leaned forward, resting my hands
on the rocks on either side of him. Then I slowly started the
insertion. He gasped at first, then relaxed and let me in. We
were both moaning deliciously--more on each inch that went into
his guts, until I had his little butt completely stuffed!
   "Just as I thought!" came a voice from beside us. We were
both so dazed as we looked to our side to see his father
standing there! We couldn't speak. We couldn't move, either,
precariously balanced as we were, without awkward shuffling
that would probably have caused us to scrape our bodies against
the jagged rocks.
   "Don't move. Don't take it out," the man said, surprisingly
calm.
   "DAD!"
   "Uh, we..."
   "And don't bother with any phony excuses...I figured this
was happening. You boys have been pretty chummy. Go on, fuck
'im! That's what he wants, isn't it?"
   "Dad?!"
   "You tellin' me it isn't, Buddy?" He sat down next to us,
and reached down. "With this boner that hasn't gone down?" He
gingerly flicked his fingers over his son's rigid prick!
   "Oh, Daddy...don't! Let me get up!"
   "Don't be silly. You've been turning this young man on for
a week now. You have your tail stuffed and you're loving it.
Now throw the boy a good fuck! I want to see how you both
enjoy it."
   "Y-you don't mind?" we both asked at once....flabbergasted
at his agreeable attitude.
   "I don't know yet. Let's see how it works out. If you
convince me it's an enjoyable act, I won't think you're
corrupting my son...and I won't think my son's a wanton little
whoreboy offering his ass just for some scrap of affection."
   "Oooh, it's more than that, Daddy! I've always wanted this.
It feels so goood!"
   The man looked up at me. I was breathing hard, but felt I
had to say something. "I-I feel so ashamed and embarrassed
...but his little hole is so hot and tight my dick won't go
down--even with YOU here!"
   "Can't fuck with a soft dick! Come on, let's see some
action here!"
   "Y-you're not going to file c-charges?" I asked, still
fearful about his underlying intentions.
   "Naw. Not unless his mother suddenly shows up! Okay, I'll
shut up. You guys show me how it's done!"
   Contrary to what it should have been, being high in the
fresh air with that beautifully eager naked boy impaled on me,
having his father watching us was a complete turn-on! I fondled
those luscious cheeks, and fucked his son literally under his
very nose! When our movements began more energetic, he silently
got closer and looked down to where my prick was driving in and
out of the boy's tender asshole!
   "Mmmm, fuck me, Wally! Oooh, fuck me good!" He started to
push his ass back on each thrust, impaling himself all the
more. He was driving me nuts! I started to really thrust into
him--fucking the daylights out of his willing, virgin ass.
   "Yeah, let it go Buddy!" I cried, no longer caring--or
worrying about his father's reaction. It was feeling too
wonderful. And felt even better when the man started running
his hands over my naked bottom, urging me on! He wasn't pushing
me into his son...he was feeling me up! He was also pulling his
dick out of his pants.
   "Uh, this is more exciting than I ever imagined," he
panted. "Makes me want to try it too! Er, fucking that is!" he
chuckled.
   As much as we were enjoying it, his presence was still
somehow kinda holding our orgasms back. That was good--not bad.
And even better when I got a good look at what he was handling!
Suddenly, the man was looking much sexier and younger in my
eyes. Maybe it was that knockwurst sticking out of his pants!
It was a perfectly-formed 8-incher that was made for fucking!
When I looked at his face, he was licking his lips as he
watched us fuck...and started to tickle my asshole with his
finger, making me anxious to get fucked myself. Hmmm, maybe...
   "B-Buddy? Would it bother you if...if your dad joined us?"
I asked.
   "Hunh? He...he already has."
   "No. I mean JOINED us. Up my ass. He wants to fuck. You
wanna have a three-way fuck?"
   "Any...anything, Wally, just don't take your prick out!"
   I put a foot up against the rocks and grabbed him around
the waist. Pulling our bodies back to a standing position, I
turned him around.
   "DAD!" he gasped, seeing his dad's prick for the first
time. "Wow!"
   We eased down to our knees, still connected. I spread my
legs so he could get to me.
   "Uh, I can't...do what you do in preparation. Should I just
spit on it?" Obviously he'd seen me rim his son before I
plugged him. I took the opportunity to get that fucker in my
mouth.
   "Why don't you...put it in my mouth and let me get it wet?"
   "You gonna suck my dad, Wally?"
   "I'm gonna suck 'im, Buddy! Your dad's got a nice prick.
Kind of a bigger version of your pretty pecker!"
   Removing his pants, the man came to stand by my side, and
while Buddy looked back over his shoulder, I put my mouth over
his fat knob and sucked on it. He was moaning and squirming,
pulling it from my lips and letting me lick all along his
shaft. He was hot enough to blast off in my mouth...but he
definitely wanted to fuck! He knelt behind me.
   "Ummm, now lick me! Uh, I mean...just put some spit back
there," I blurted, forgetting he was straight.
   "Ssssheee! Hell, how bad can it be?" he said, not stopping
to think about it. He pushed his face between the cheeks he was
spreading apart, and started to lick me! He didn't take time to
enjoy it, he just tongued spit up my hole. Still, it was
exciting enough to make the blood pulse in my bone. Buddy
didn't know his father was tonguing my asshole. I'd tell him
later.
   He'd fucked ass before--probably his wife--because he knew
just how to loosen me up. Instead of just jamming his prick in,
he worked it over my wet hole--teasing me. Then, when I'd
relaxed from the sensations, he stuck it in! My asshole
clenched over his knob. He froze momentarily, letting me get
used to it, then he began to penetrate me.
   High on a hill, light breezes caressing our healthy, naked
bodies, two virgins got fucked. I was the center of attraction.
I had a large piece of experienced meat up my ass, forcing me
to go deeper into the sweet ass of my fucker's son! He was the
driving force, alright, getting our bodies to sway in rhythm to
his tune.
   Buddy was the first to come. He jacked his dick, squirting
all over the blanket. He stayed with me--still slamming his ass
back and taking every inch of my prick--until his Dad and I
unloaded...simultaneously! Then the three of us collapsed.
   "BOY! That was great!" Buddy gasped. "I knew I'd like it."
   "You mean he just got your cherry?" his dad asked,
surprised. "And here I thought you were well experienced."
   "No. Wally's the first guy."
   "Well, in that case I suppose I should beat him up!" he
kidded.
   "Would you settle for just beating me off?" I quipped.
"Besides, when it comes to molesting a virgin, yours is the
first prick I've ever had up my ass!"
   "Really? You mean we both just had cherry buttholes?"
   "Yep! Uh, you wanna throw your legs up and make it 3
virgins?"
   "Thanks, but I'll pass on that," he chuckled. "Bad enough
having an orgy with my own son."
   "I'm kinda glad you showed up, Dad," Buddy gushed. "Now you
won't get mad if you ever catch me doing it!"
   "I gather this isn't a one-time thing, then."
   "Shit...I mean shucks, no! I already know who I'm gonna let
fuck me next...if I can talk him into it."
   His dad laughed at his undecided and selective use of
profanity.
   "Son, if you're gonna say 'fuck' you'd might as well say
'shit'!"
   "SHIT! Thanks, Dad! I wanna fuck and suck cocks 'n pricks
'n dicks and lick balls 'n nuts 'n assholes 'n and..."
   "OK, OK, I get the idea! Watch your mouth around your
mother. I notice you didn't mention 'cunts' 'pussies' or
'twats'."
   "Nope. They don't interest me at all. Who needs 'em!"
   "Well, they're nice too, you know. We were hoping for a
grandchild."
   "Heck, Dad, I couldn't have a baby." He had a devilish look
in his eyes. "I'm too good looking!" he giggled.
   "What's that got to do with it?"
   "If I had a boy baby, he'd be pretty and I'd probably
molest him!"
   "Nonsense!"
   "You mean after all this, you're not gonna molest me?" He
reached over and grabbed his dad's dick. The man slapped his
hand away.
   "Certainly not! That wouldn't be proper at all," he said
seriously. Then he realized that Buddy was joshing him, so he
joshed right back. "Besides, your mother would kill me!"
   "YOU BET YOUR SWEET ASS I WOULD!"
   Three startled, naked guys, nearly shit on the spot!
Grabbing for clothes, we kept glancing at the woman standing
there with her hands on her hips. Buddy made the most effort at
hiding his dick and balls. "MOM!"
   "D-darling?" the father tentatively asked, squinching up
his face.
   "Don't darling me you sonofabitch!" she bellowed. "I saw
you with your face up his ass!"
   "B-but, I can expl...hey, wait a minute. That was 20
minutes ago!"
   "Mom! You've been watching?!" Buddy gasped.
   "Certainly. But I was hoping to see your father take it up
his butt...then I'd really have something on him! Guess he's
too chicken."
   Almost dressed, we suddenly realized she wasn't quite as
upset as we first thought. I even thought I saw her eyeing me,
and slightly licking her lips, as I pulled up my pants.
   "Y-you're not real mad?" he asked her.
   "Oh, I'm upset. But I know what a horny creep you are, and
after getting a look at Wally's bottom, I wasn't too surprised
that you'd go for it. Just don't make a habit of it!" She
smiled.
   "Gee, Mom," Buddy blushed. "I feel funny knowing you were
there."
   "And you, young man," she pointed, "you could've scraped
your knees all over those rocks!"
   "Maa-omm!" Buddy cried, amazed that that was all she had to
say. "I just got my ass fucked! And you're worried about my
knees?"
   "Now, dear," she sat on a nearby ledge, pointing, "your
father warned you about your language."
   "Sheesh, Mom!"
   "Besides, sweetheart, I'm not really surprised. All boys
keep dirty magazines under their mattress...but yours were
always with guys. I knew it wouldn't take you long before you
tried something out. And after your father said you two got up
late last night and went to the bathroom together...and then
today, when he said he thought something was strange and was
going to check up on you...well, I thought I'd trail along
too--and get this--to keep his temper in check! Huh!"
   "Looks like we weren't as careful as we thought," I said to
Buddy.
   "Does the word 'transparent' come to mind?" she chuckled.
Then she grabbed ahold of her husband's ear. "Come on, horndog!
Let's leave the boys to their adventures." She walked him away,
still pulling on his ear lobe. "You got any of that left over
for me?"
   From then on we are able to fuck in the tent without
worrying about being caught. The time I'd spent with Buddy had
been wonderful, but I was looking forward to more adventures
when I finally said my goodbyes.


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