Date: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 18:04:15 -0700 From: borischen <borischen@zoho.com> Subject: camping in kentucky-11 Chapter Eleven. It was Saturday morning, the sky was clear the air was cold and damp. No fog in the valley this morning. I made breakfast for Lee while he continued to move out of his tent into mine then dismantle his stuff packing into the duffle bag except what he needed for today and tomorrow. We discussed the shed plans, temporarily named: 'the cabin project.' ---- By 11am we had four holes dug, four corner posts set. Concrete bags got hauled down from the truck one at a time in two trips that just killed my back carrying eighty pound bags about a thousand feet on a winding hilly rocky trail. I suggested he consider an old three wheel ATV to be left here. He kept quiet but seemed deep in thought. They were positioned truly vertical using his three foot level then left alone for the cement to harden. We filled dirt over the concrete to help hold them in place. So we made lunch, I had two more Tylenol pills, he massaged my lower back while I laid on my sleeping bag. It felt really nice but never got sexual. That afternoon we hand cut and attached the floor supports and tops of the walls that the roof sat on, then placed and nailed the flooring. Around 4:30pm we went to the river for another shower, this time much easier and faster since we both knew the drill. I guessed this was not a first for him. I kind of pictured him sitting on the rock naked giving himself a washcloth bath at riverside and only using minimal soap. Dinner was huge, we ate some of our excess stock of food since our trip to Dayton and eating on the way put us ahead in food storage. We agreed to leave our excess canned stuff here at the site near the cabin. Out came the wine, out came my radio, we drank, joked, grab-assed, and had a great evening. When we stopped to wash and rinse our dishes and pans Lee quickly leaned over to lay a fast tiny kiss on the side of my face at the corner of my mouth. I was totally not expecting it, came as a surprise, made me jump back briefly but he kept moving in until we touched face to face, our first little kiss. That night we went to bed early, maybe 9pm I was tired and sore. The good part was we were basically homeless-looking but clean. Lee seemed so happy when he got into the tent and laid down to bed. I left one of the hanging flashlights on, he got back up to move around laying with his head over my stomach and started licking in and around my belly button which immediately made me hard. It felt so nice to get licked and licked and rubbed all over my tummy. My dick was leaking gobs of pre-jizz, eventually when he thought I'd had enough he turned his head and gently sucked me off letting it come on my stomach. Then Lee climbed over my legs, sat on my thighs and jerked himself off while I watched. It was hot watching his wonderful body pleasure himself showing everything he did to make it feel good, he came a few spurts then lots of dripping adding to the puddle already on my belly. He grabbed the baby wipes and cleaned up the mess but some of it got on my sleeping bag anyway. Soon we were asleep. ---- Sunday morning arrived very chilly but we still had our routine of coffee, oatmeal for him and some crackers for me. We both wore sweatshirts with shirts underneath those, hoods up, hats on, still kind of cold. Before heading for home we discussed the roof of the shed and decided to take advantage of the cold and start cutting the roof truss boards (with a handsaw). We measured the first one, cut it close adjusted the cuts a little to make them nearly perfect, then duplicated them several more times. We took turns working the hand saw in the miter box. In less than a half hour we had all the truss boards cut and nailed together so we decided to nail the roofing plywood on, without a ladder it wouldn't be any fun. We used a wobbly stack of cut logs from around the fire pit we used like individual chairs or footstools. It was dangerous but we went slow and kept a close eye on each other. In fairly quick time we got all trusses set, and all the roofing sheets mounted and securely nailed in place. So... since we had the roof on we decided to go ahead and place the roofing felt and shingles which was also a trick without anything resembling a scissors to cut the shingles, we used his pocket knife which hurt our hands after pressing so hard and grinding knuckles on sandpaper-like shingles. While Lee was up on the roof laying shingles I cut more of the wall frame boards. In the time it took him to finish the roof I had all the wall boards up but no frame cut for the door or our only planned window. So... we went ahead and mounted the wall boards which wouldn't need any cutting at all. They went up fast except for the ones on both ends of the cabin under the eaves. Those we had to measure, cut at home, and bring here later. They were too big to cut with a handsaw. They're still next to Lee's mobile home in Dayton but we got the dimensions and those for a door, a list of hardware we needed and the boards for a window and a list of stuff for the inside. By now it was 2pm, we took down my tent and finished packing our stuff then headed for the truck. By 4:30pm I was leaving his trailer heading for home. As soon as I got home I checked my email and found two from Lee, he'd entered my info quickly and fired off a note. I felt better now knowing I could contact him anytime outside work. Things were looking up in many ways. I downloaded all the photos from my phone and deleted the originals to protect his privacy. I never upload photos online. We printed two copies of the shopping list of stuff for the cabin in case either of us already had the stuff at home. I got my camping gear to the basement to clean it up never knowing for sure if it would be needed again now that we have part of a structure already down there. ---- Over time via email we confirmed that he had the last two wall boards cut, a used RV camper door from a scrap dealer for a front door and one RV window that cranked open. I obtained a used four foot solar panel and a used gel-cell battery for inside to power lighting or a fan. Lee fabricated a cloth and Velcro screen door and window screen. I never asked how he got the Velcro got machine sewed to the perimeter of the screen. I picked up a used steel table and two chairs, a tiny thing painted black like patio furniture. Lee found several plastic air mattresses and more boards to build a basic wood frame bunk bed. I donated my old ice chest to serve as food storage. We got a simple medicine cabinet with mirrored door to mount on the wall. Our next trip was planned for mid-December just to seal the outside making it weather tight, install the remaining wall sections, window and door. He borrowed a cordless saw and drill for cutting the window hole and finishing mounting the door. We decided to spend only one night since the weather forecast was nothing but cold and rain for the area starting Saturday night. Everything was set, we reviewed the list we kept online so we could both edit it, mark things done and add ideas to the basic concept. In the week of our planned trip I found some close-out exterior paint, two gallons of drab paint that I got for real cheap and picked up some roller brushes and painting stuff. We headed down like always. I worked the whole day but left on time. We got to the parking spot about 5:30pm as it was starting to get dark out. We walked two trips hauling stuff from the truck to the site. Lee got us a wheelbarrow to use for these trips too which really helped, but I still loaded my arms in addition to both our stuff in my duffle bag on my back. The extra load on front balanced me out and wasn't too bad. He had all the heavy stuff like the battery. It was cold outside, maybe 42 degrees but it was sunny which helped for the as the final rays disappeared behind the hills to the west of Lee's Valley. Using our headband lights we mounted the last boards to the walls and caulked them after nailing. I cut the hole for the window after tracing around the outside with a pencil. The battery powered saw turned that from an hour long job to one taking five minutes. Lee worked on the door and got it mounted and latching but the lock would come later. For now the cabin was weather tight, critter and bug proof. We cobbled together a simple mount for the solar panel in front of the building (where I pitched my tent last visit) and buried the wire then ran it up the corner since we haven't caulked the floor yet but would tomorrow, the walls and roof were totally done. We talked about maybe adding a CB antenna some day on a pipe next to the cabin but could wait for that till next year. CB was a major communications mode in this area, it was the wireless chat-room for those living beyond the end of the phone wires and out of range of cellular too. We also discussed that, a long cell directional antenna that may give us 3G wireless and contact via the internet. It was on our project list for next year. We inflated our mattresses and laid our sleeping bags in place. The table got set up, the lantern lit, a dangling LED flashlight in the corner just like in my tent, something we both really liked. We tried to clean up around the area of the cabin to make it look less like a construction site and more like the cabin had been here a long time. It did look funny to see it standing there with its pointy roof, single window and small-short RV camper door that totally didn't match the rest of the place. I'd say we were both proud of our accomplishment. It was way better than the tents and much quieter and warmer. We might regret the warmer part next summer. We sat at the table working on my notepad of stuff to do next year. The big concerns were ventilation, cooling, toilet, shower, outdoor seating for eating, 3G cellular, solar power, more batteries, insects, trash, and transporting heavy items from the truck. We discussed always bringing a three wheeler down in the back of his truck, we could split the cost of a used model. We also planned out a rain storage device above an open air shower stall, heated by the sun that kept out bugs and debris but warmed in the sun. The shower could collect rain water from the roof of the cabin. We both made sketches. We sketched an outhouse made from scrap items we could build with hand tools since outhouses usually require a backhoe since this ground was very rocky and full of roots. I agreed to purchase four twelve volt fans, one for each bunk bed level and two for the attic to suck out the excess summer heat, they could be solar powered and run all year long except the coldest months. ---- On the way here from the city we got another bucket of chicken but forgot it in the truck so I jogged up to the truck to get the food then back home to our new cabin in the woods. On the way back I stopped in the sand box where our tents once stood to admire our creation. It was late, I was cold, the food was cold, I ran it inside and we tore into it feasting on chicken and coleslaw. By 11pm we climbed into our bunks, Lee on the bottom, me on top. Seems odd because Lee was more of a top than I was, but that's just how it worked out. The single lamp on the string in the corner by the table was just enough to see the inside but not enough to disturb sleep. He wanted to leave it on all night since it was new surroundings if one of us had to go pee overnight. It's not that bright anyway. I fell asleep while he was talking about this being his biggest wish for the camp site, who knows someday he might retire here but it depended on if his uncle died poor or rich, he had no idea how Dave Charters managed financially, the old guy refused to discuss finances with Lee. ---- Saturday morning I had to pee right away when I woke up, it was hard and begging for relief. It took some thinking how to get off the top bunk without getting splinters or fall on my face but I got it done with minimal noise, much to my surprise Lee was already up and gone from the cabin. My MSR Rocket was outside on a boulder hissing away boiling water, he was sitting nearby holding out his hands trying to get warm. I ran for the pee hole. Ahhhhh. When I got back Lee asked me to scoop-in the coffee, he didn't know how much to use to make it just like I did. Seconds later he poured in the hot water then slowly pressed down the handle making two cups of dark French Roast coffee, he already had his oatmeal and cleaned his bowl. I rolled over another stump joining him by the stove since the area we used to call the Sand Box apparently became our kitchen and living room too. It was too dangerous to run the stove in the cabin. Lee showed me the note pad he'd added a few items, like an outdoor kitchen like they build in the Caribbean poor countries, it would be a simple flat roof on four posts, with a stone oven and sink type thing with a basic counter top. We had most of the things we needed to build it right here. Lee went on to offer changes to the outhouse and shower to be built of stone and mortar and he also remembered it was possible to get a backhoe to dig a pit for a septic tank under an outhouse, his uncle drove his tractor back here lots of times over the years, so a backhoe could do the same we could rent one for a day, have it delivered to his place, drive it here and back easily, plus they could improve any trail spots we wanted to. He suggested we mark any big rocks in the trails with paint now then dig them up with the back hoe. Those rocks would be used to construct the kitchen oven. "So if his tractor's been here a few times why don't you drive your truck over the same path?" I asked. "The ground is really soft by the creek, if I got my truck stuck it'd be really expensive trying to have it pulled out. Walking in from the parking spot is free." He replied without making eye contact. It was neat to see the energy and happiness on Lee's face. It was nothing like I ever saw in him before, except when he was jizzing on me or just after. After the clean-up it seemed like we might head for home but he showed no immediate desire to leave. So we sat and just let the water simmer and the stove hiss. I had two spare propane tanks so fuel was no problem. We were having a moment I guess. He seemed in a distant happy place, maybe not too distant. He had that detached look of distant peace and happiness. While he sat there thinking I decided to get another job done quickly so I went inside to grab the painting gear and in no time at all I rolled-on the first coat of paint on the entire outside of our new cabin, it took maybe thirty minutes to do all four walls outside without making a mess, it just killed one gallon but left one more for a second coat sometime later. Lee just watched with the notepad in hand, pencil in the other working on notes and designs. About the time I was done and cleaned-up he looked ready to do something, I figured we'd leave for home and enquired what stuff was going to stay here. While we were talking inside the cabin he came up behind me placing his hands on my shoulders and started to massage me while we talked about what could stay here. From what we discussed it seemed like the list of stuff to haul back and forth was getting smaller and smaller, which was fine with me. I insisted on taking home my stove, tanks and sleeping bag. Eventually his massage turned into hugging me from behind then rubbing his hands up and down my front side which turned into his hands under my shirt one on my secret spot the other up on my tits, which became one hand in my pants the other still on my belly. One thing lead to another, my pants ended up on the bottom bunk. I sat in a chair, Lee kneeled between my legs and sucked me expertly to a rapid orgasm which he took orally, every drop. I pushed some water on him which he took followed by his signature wipe of the mouth area with his right forearm, he does that after every orgasm I put in his mouth. I'm not sure if he thinks it's funny or what it means to him. I should ask. ---- After our Thanksgiving Accord, the rules of engagement, you remember, sex without limits except for the few off limits areas, all you can eat, 24/7, I never really stretched or tested limits before so when I stood up after he was done drinking a bunch of water I approached him, lifted his shirt and took one of his large nips in my mouth to suckle on him. Lee stood silently letting me nurse on his tit and even helped hold my face at the right spot. After a few minutes of nursing imaginary milk I moved down to sniff his belly button, which was clean so I tried to lick it gently but didn't get very far, plus the hairs down there kind of ruined the moment, something else we should discuss. Disposable razors are really cheap. I'd even do the work for him if he wanted. By 3pm we were heading back for Ohio and home. I got to my house by 6pm. I scanned-in the note pad stuff and emailed him a copy. We wished each other a good night.