Date: Tue, 12 Jun 2012 16:33:15 -0700
From: Karl <karlsfriend@gmail.com>
Subject: The Family Camping Trip Pt 5

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The Family Camping Trip Chapter 5

I woke up a while later because it had gotten a little chilly.  Tommy was
still asleep on top of me but I had to wake him up because I also felt a
little gross.  The cum had dried between us and the baby oil had felt
sticky now.  He was groggy but still woke up smiling.  He gave me a little
kiss and rolled off of me.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Tommy said stretching a little.

"I'll go with you," I said grabbing my shorts.

We got out of the tent and shivered a little because the air had turned
cold.  We walked gingerly across the ground trying to avoid the sticks and
sharp rocks.  We got into the bathroom and found that there was only warm
water in the showers.  So we did a quick wash in the sink.  I watched Tommy
washing the oil off of his butt.

"Did you like it?", I asked while he was using the paper towel to dry his
backside.

"Duh.  I shot all over the place," he said giving me a sly smile.

"Well, you know while you and my dad were down by the lake...", I started.

Tommy pulled up his pants and said excitedly, "Oh yeah!  What happened with
my dad?"

I told him everything and then I told him the part about his dad putting
his finger up my butt.  His eyes were as big as saucers during the whole
story.  When I told him that part he just let out a big breath.

"Did you like it?", he asked lustfully.

"Yeah," I admitted.

He smiled, took my hand and we headed back to the tent.  It was a little
stuffy so we unzipped the mesh flap on the tent.

When we crawled in Tommy said, "I wanna fuck you."

I looked around.  He couldn't mean now.  The mesh panel on the tent was
open and you could see through it.  "I don't know Tommy.  You can see into
the tent.  What if someone comes by and sees us?"

"It's the middle of the night.  Who's gonna be out there," he said as he
leaned over and kissed me.  I felt my dick starting to get hard.

"C'mon," he said pulling off his shorts.  His dick was hard as a rock...and
suddenly looked much larger than I remembered.  He laid me down on my back.
I started to get up but he pushed me back down again.

"Just lay there for right now," he said reassuringly. "Close your eyes.
You'll like it."

I laid back down.  Then I thought I heard something.  "Wait a minute.  I
heard something," I said, nervous now.

He looked out through the netting and looked back down at me.  "It's okay,"
he said.

I laid back down and closed my eyes.  I felt his lips on mine.  I went to
put my arms around him but he pushed them down.  "Just lay there," he said.

Next I felt his lips on my neck.  It sent a shiver down my back.  Then I
felt his lips brush against my nipple.  Shocks of electricity went through
me.  How did he know these things?  I felt his mouth on my belly button.  I
went to grab his head but remembered he wanted me to just lay there.  I
felt his hands on my zipper.  He unzipped my shorts and I felt the cold air
hit my hard dick.  He slid the shorts down my legs and pulled them off.

Then I heard it again.  I went to sit up but Tommy was way ahead of me.
"Lay down and close your eyes," he said this time as a command not a
request.  I layed back down and did as I was told.  I heard him reach into
the corner of the tent where the baby oil was.  I heard him put it in his
hand and then I felt it on my dick.  I sighed as the pleasure took over my
body.  He scooted forward and he pushed my legs apart.  He took my legs and
pushed my knees to my chest.  Then I heard him take more baby oil and could
only assume that he was slicking up his dick.  I felt him rubbing my hole
with oil.  He leaned down and said, "Are you ready?"  I opened my eyes and
all I could see was his face looking down at me.  I felt him push his
erection against my butt.  He poked a little.

"Sorry," he said.  "I'm trying to do this so I don't hurt you."

It hadn't hurt when his dad put his finger in there.  Tommy's dick was a
little thicker but I wasn't worried.  I felt the head of his dick against
my hole and prepared for the pressure like there'd been with JW's finger.
Then I felt like my sphincter was ripping apart.  I pushed Tommy back.
"Ow. Ow. Ow," I cried.

Tommy pulled back scared.  "Sorry.  I think I pushed too fast.  I'll go
slower I promise."

My thought was 'what, You think we're gonna try this again?'  But he leaned
down and kissed me and said, "I promise, I'll go slower."

I relaxed and layed back down.  He pushed my knees back again and I felt
the pressure of his dick against my butt hole.  I prepared for the pain
again but it didn't happen.  I felt him slide into me.  This time it felt
like the pressure from the finger had felt.  Tommy groaned and leaned all
of his weight onto my legs.

Then I heard it again.  "Tommy I think there's someone out there," I said
in a panicked whisper.

"Who could be out there?", Tommy said breathing heavily.  As he was saying
it he pulled out a little and then pushed back into me.  This time he hit
'the spot'.  I groaned and wrapped my legs around him.  I pulled him deeper
into me.  He moaned.  Then I wasn't so sure it was him who moaned, but at
that point I didn't care.  He pulled back out and pushed in again.  It hit
the spot again and I moaned louder.  I looked up and he was smiling down at
me.  He pulled out and pushed in again.  He started picking up the pace.  I
looked up at him but this time he wasn't looking down at me.  He was
looking outside of the tent but he was still smiling.  It felt so good.  I
didn't care what he was smiling at all I knew was it felt better than
anything we had done so far.  Now he was slamming into me and I was
responding by pulling myself into him.  He slowed down and asked, "Are you
ready?"  I said, "Yes."  He pushed in one final time and I felt the
explosian in my groin.  I started bucking and felt my legs wrap tighter
around Tommy.  Tommy groaned and leaned hard against me.  I felt his dick
twitching inside me.  As I looked up at him I saw a shadow outside the
tent, I heard a groan and saw thick ropes of cum shoot across the netting.
I layed there scared at thinking who it might be.

"Tommy.  Tommy.  There's someone outside the tent," I said in a whisper.

"I know," he said and kissed me.

"What do you mean you know," I hissed at him.

"Your dad and I planned it while we were down at the lake," he said as he
kissed me again.

There was a part of me that was really upset.  How could he do this to me?
He lied when he said there wasn't anyone outside the tent.  Then I thought
about it.  He didn't really lie.  He never said 'no one is out there'.  He
told the truth the way Tommy tells the truth.

I'd calmed down but was still a little upset.  I untangled my legs from
around him, sat up and pushed him backwards.  He looked stunned and then
hurt.

"What's the matter," he said, looking at me like I'd just slapped him in
the face.  He looked like he was going to cry.

"You let my dad watch us," I felt like I might cry.

"But you didn't mind when my dad watched," he said.  "I just thought you'd
be cool with your dad watching us."

"But, it's my dad," I could feel my throat tighten up.

I heard a whisper from outside the tent, "Stevie.  Tommy.  Thank you.  That
was incredible."

Then there was the sound of my parents' tent being unzipped and zipped up
again.

It was my dad.  He wasn't mad.  He liked watching us.  My dad stood and
watched his son have sex with another boy and he liked it.  Then I felt
Tommy's hand on mine.  I looked up.

"I'm sorry," he said with genuine remorse.  "I didn't think you'd get upset
like this."

"I guess I did make a big deal of it.  It's okay," I said smiling up at
him.

He moved in closer.  "Well.  Did you like it?"

This brought me back to the moment.  I looked up and said, "No."

His face just went still.

Then I smiled and said, "I LOVED IT."

The smile returned to his face and I swear his teeth could have lit up the
inside of the tent.

"Good.  'Cause I definitely wanna do that again," he said flopping down.

I laid down next to him and felt the warmth of his body.  He was looking
down at my belly.  He was smiling.  He took his finger and put it on my
belly.  He moved it around a little and brought it up to his lips.

"Mmmm.  That tastes good," he said with an evil grin.

I looked down at my belly.  There was a little thin stream of cum.  I'd
actually made cum.  I thought I'd jump up in the tent.

He put his finger on my belly again and took what was left on my belly and
brought it to my lips.  I licked it off.  It didn't taste like anything.  I
was a little disappointed.

He must have seen the look on my face because he said, "It'll get thicker."

He reached over and grabbed a dirty shirt and wiped his dick and my butt.
Then he snuggled in closer to me.  We fell asleep.



"Okay sleepy heads!"  It was Tommy's dad peering through the top of the
tent.

I woke up groggy.  Was it a dream?  Had my dad been out there last night?
It must have been a dream.  Then I saw the remnants of his cum on the tent.

"Rise and Shine!", he said again.  "Jeff and Bill will be here in 20
minutes and we wanna be ready."

Jeff and Bill.  Yuck.  When they were talking about it last night I didn't
know that we had been included in that happy bunch.  I looked over at Tommy
who was laying on his back looking at the sky.  I groaned and he looked
over at me and said, "Oh well."

"C'mon," he said.  "Let's go to the bathroom."

We climbed out of the tent carrying our toothbrushes and a hand towel.
Both of us shamelessly walking to the bathroom with our morning woodies
showing in our shorts.

When we got to the bathroom I realized I had to go, you know, the other
kind of bathroom.  I panicked a little.  I said, "I have to use the stall."
He looked over at me toothbrush in his mouth and said, "Okay."  I was
hoping he would take this as a cue to leave but he continued brushing.

I got into the stall and got my shorts down just in time.  I felt the
relief that comes but realized that I hadn't pooped.  I got up and looked
down and saw something slimy in the toilet.  It freaked me out.  Was I
sick?  Did something happen to me last night?  Was this some sort of
punishment?

Finally I just said, in a low voice, "Tommy.  I think somethings wrong."
He came over and saw the panic in my eyes.  I looked toward the toilet and
he moved his eyes to where I was looking.  He leaned over, toothbrush still
in his mouth.  He looked at it for a second and then his shoulders relaxed.
He spit the toothpaste in his mouth into the toilet bowl.

He looked back at me and said, "Doofus.  That was my cum."

I'm not sure where I thought it went.  I hadn't thought about it at all,
but I relaxed too.  Thank god.  My insides were not turning to mush.  I
looked at him and gave him a weak smile.

"C'mon.  Brush your teeth," he said cheerfully.

We finished our bathroom duties and headed back toward the camp.  As we
approached we saw that Bill and Jeff were already there.  They had on polo
shirts and khaki shorts.  I don't know why but I had imagined them with
pitch forks and coveralls.

As we approached JW said, "You two remember Bill (Bill extended his meaty
hand to be shook) and Jeff (who also gave our hands a shake).  And these
are our sons Stevie and Tommy."

I know he probably didn't mean it, but the way he said 'our sons' made it
sound like he and my dad were a couple.  I let my mind linger on that
thought a minute.

"Alright boys," my dad said, "Grab your stuff and we'll head out."

Just then my mom stuck her head out of the tent.  She'd obviously still
been asleep.  She looked over at my dad and said in a teasing voice,
"Sneaking out, huh?"

My dad leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "I didn't want to wake
you and the girls up.  We'll be back around noon."

My mom said, "Okay," and climbed back into the tent.

The four guys were walking in front of us while Tommy and I hung back.

"So my dad really did watch us last night?", I said softly.

"Yeah.  You should have seen him.  When I first got my dick in and it hurt
you he freaked a little.  But then when we did it the second time and it
went in he got totally turned on.  When I first started fucking you he told
me to slow down.  Every time I pushed in to you, your dad would stroke his
dick.  It was like he was fucking you at the same time," Tommy whispered
smiling that dirty little grin.

My dad was acting like he was fucking me.  Had my dad really thought about
doing that to me?  I had to admit the thought kinda got me excited.

"Do you think he'd want to fuck me?", I asked before I even realized I was
thinking about it.

Tommy looked over and said in a teasing way, "He'd be stupid not to."  Then
he looked like he was thinking about something.  "That would be totally hot
too.  I'd like to watch."

I shivered at the thought of Tommy watching my dad put his big dick in me.
I was getting lost in the thought when I realized we had reached the dock.
We grabbed all the stuff we'd brought along and hauled it onto the boat.
Bill and Jeff kept commenting about how nice it was and they were asking
all sorts of technical questions.  JW was answering them in his good
natured way.  My dad was laughing at some of the jokes they were telling.

Tommy and I sat in the back of the boat smiling at each other and talking
about skiing and swimming.  He was telling me about some swim meet he'd
been in when he stopped.  He was staring at the front of the boat where all
the guys were.  I followed his gaze and then I saw it.  Bill was sitting
talking to everyone his legs spread.  You could see, hanging OUT of his
khaki shorts, the head of his dick.  I looked over at Tommy who was still
staring.  His hand had moved down to his crotch and he was rubbing it a
little.

"Tommy," I said softly.

He looked over quickly and then looked down.  "Oops," he said and a big 'oh
my god' look came over his face.  "Look how big his dick is!", he said
almost laughing.

I thought he'd said it pretty quietly, especially since the boat was making
a lot of noise in the water, but Bill's face happened to look over at us.
He looked over and saw Tommy laughing and then down and saw his dick poking
out of his shorts.  He quickly and embarrassedly tucked it back into his
shorts.

"I bet it gets HUGE," Tommy said like someone who wants to see the 2 headed
goat.

"Probably.  Can you imagine what that would feel like?", I said thinking
about the pain Tommy had initially caused me the night before.

Tommy turned to me and gave me that grin that I was starting to become
familiar with.  'Uh oh, here we go' I thought and secretly couldn't wait to
see what happened.

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