Date: Sun, 18 Apr 1999 03:06:34 GMT
From: Joe Camp <idc90@hotmail.com>
Subject: Motor Home Adventures 17
Motor Home Adventures 17/?
Codes: M/M M/t t/t (mast, oral, anal)
By: idc90@hotmail.com
Warning: The following story is a work of fiction. It
is a fantasy. It never happened, except in the author's
imagination. This story contains sex between teen boys
and a man and a teen. The author does not encourage or
condone sex between adults and children.
If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you
already know what your supposed to do. If this kind of story
turns you off, find something else.
Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction. The
characters in this story engage in unprotected sex. That's
not real life. The characters are a product of my imagination,
and can't catch anything unless I want them to. Any resemblance
of characters to an actual person is purely coincidental.
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Motor Home Adventurers 17
Searching 14
Kevin got the bed made, and undressed as Gary slipped off his
pants. Gary's young meat was sticking up at about 45 degrees, as
Kevin pulled him onto the bed.
I sit back sipping my coffee as I watched their young flesh meet. I
wished I had a video camera, as they were better looking then any
of the guys in those porn movies I had bought. They were a lot
hotter too. The guys in some of the movies I had, looked to be
faking. You could tell Kevin and Gary really wanted each other.
Kevin's hands were all over Gary as they kissed. They were soon
in a 69 position, and I really couldn't see much as their faces were
flat against the others crotch. It wasn't long though before they
started bobbing up and down on each others hard rods. I don't
know who started shooting first, but they seemed to cum pretty
close together.
As they lay resting beside each other talking, I realized that while
Kevin loves me, I could never give him the excitement of someone
his own age. I had noticed an abandonment and hunger in him that
wasn't there when we made love. Was it there with the others we
had been with, and I just hadn't noticed? I don't know. I just knew
Kevin would always need someone else too. Coming to that
realization didn't make me feel bad. There are parts of me that
Kevin can't understand or fill, because of his youth. We are at two
different stages of life, but I don't care. I love him.
Gary stayed until about 10:00pm, and the boys talked and got to
know each other. I have to admit, some of the words they used
went right over my head. I sometimes thought they were speaking
some language besides English. It wasn't too bad though, I've been
around Kevin and his friends enough to pick up a lot of their slang.
Most of it is easy to figure out if you stop and think about it. Like
Kevin's use of the word rents for parents. They exchanged e-mail
addresses, and Gary gave his phone number to Kevin, and asked
that he call the next time we are in the area.
We watched the news after Gary left, before slipping into bed.
Kevin lay close against me, as he talked about Gary. He was really
taken with him. Kevin rolled onto his side, and I felt his hard dick
pressing against my thigh. He humped once or twice, so I just
rolled onto my side, offering him my butt. I had scarcely got on my
side before his fingers were slicking us up.
He was gentle as he pressed into me. I was tired and relaxed, so
there wasn't any pain as his dick-head entered and found it's home.
Kevin bottomed out before starting long, slow, loving strokes. He
was muttering words of love as he worked his cock inside me. His
kisses to my neck and shoulder were wonderful. Kevin worked
about 15 or 20 minutes before I felt the splashes of his cum inside
me. He started to withdraw, but I placed my hand on his butt and
pushed him back against me. We went to sleep with Kevin still
inside my body.
Sometime during the early morning, I felt Kevin humping inside
me. I awoke long enough to help him, but as soon as I felt his wet
release, it only took seconds for me to be back asleep. I'm not sure
if Kevin was awake or not.
Kevin woke me as he crawled across me, and he made his mad
dash for the toilet. I got up, but knew I would have to clean up
before I even started the coffee. There was dried cum between my
legs, and wet cum running down on top of it. I couldn't understand
how Kevin could produce so much cum, having had sex three times
last night. He finally finished his gushing with a sigh, and I got my
turn at the toilet.
Kevin started breakfast, as I got cleaned up enough to go to the
shower room. We ate as we planned our day. I wanted to see the
mission, but that wouldn't take long. We decided we would stop
there, then head out toward Las Vegas, there were only 3 days left
before I had to put Kevin on a plane for Portland.
We got to The Mission San Xavier del Bac, which is called the
"White Dove of the Desert". The first church was founded in 1692
according to the pamphlet, and the present church was built in
1783. The church had gone through periods of disrepair, and
times when it was abandoned. There are now services there, and
the church is being repaired and restored.
We went in the church, to listen to the recorded message of it's
history. As we entered the small church, we spotted Will and Chris
that we had met at the Air Museum, sitting there. We went over
to join them, and they seemed pleased to see us. They hadn't been
there long, so we joined forces to make the tour.
Through the years, a school had been run at the mission for
Papago Indian children. In 1947 a new school was built next to the
church. We viewed the displays of relics about the early history of
the area, looked in the gift shops, and sampled the food at the
Papago food stands. I finished my lunch with an Indian frybread,
which is a thick dough that is formed into a round disk and dropped
in hot oil. It comes out as a crispy, bubbly bread. You had your
choice of red chile, beans, or options like cinnamon, powdered
sugar, or honey. I chose the honey. I had often had Indian
frybread, so I knew what to expect, but it was the first for the other
guys. They all agreed it was good.
As we were eating, Will and I were seated together, and Kevin
and Chris were across from us. The boys had their heads together
all morning, and it was apparent they were becoming good friends.
Will turned to me and stated, "Chris would like to have sex with
Kevin, if it would be ok with you fellows."
"Kevin is free to have sex with anyone he wants" I told him.
Kevin and Chris were watching and listening as Will and I talked.
As soon as I said what I did, Kevin turned to Chris and asked,
"Your place or ours?"
Chris hadn't finished shrugging his shoulders, before Kevin was
dragging him towards the motor home. Will and I had to chuckle
at them, as we followed behind at a slower pace.
By the time Will and I got to the motor home, the boys had the
curtains closed. We slipped in the door, and they were in such a
hurry, that Chris was standing with his pants around his ankles.
His 7 inches was rock hard and pointing to the ceiling.
Kevin dropped to his knees in front of Chris, as Will and I scooted
around them and took a seat on the couch. As Kevin enveloped his
hard-on, Chris tossed his head back, and with his mouth hanging
open, started fucking Kevin's face. As hot as he was, it didn't look
like it would take long at all.
Will and I were both tenting our pants as we watched the boys. I
reached over and placed my hand in his lap, as I asked, "Shall we
join them?" He just nodded his answer.
I slipped to the floor, and unbuckled his pants. Will didn't know
who to watch. His eyes would dart from watching what I was
doing, as I got his pants down, to watching Kevin and Chris as his
lover bucked into my lover's mouth. I got his pants unzipped, and
unfastened the button at the top. I opened his slacks, and he was
wearing fire engine red boxers with hearts printed on them.
"Chris got them for me." he informed me.
"I like them." I told him as I slipped them down with his slacks.
I placed my head in his crotch. His man smell was stronger then
Kevin, but he had a good clean smell. I let my hand slip under his
nuts, and I cradled them in my hand, as my mouth went over his
hard dick. Will moaned as I ran my tongue around his fat
dick-head. His hands were on the back of my head, gently pressing
me to him. I realized sucking Will was different than what I had
ever done before. It wasn't like when I do Kevin. I love Kevin,
but Will is just a friend. It wasn't like Hank or the other young
guys I had been with. That had just been sex. Good sex, but just
sex. Nor was it like the sex I had at that motel in Orlando. There
had been no caring at all there. Just pure raw, get it off, sex. I
wanted to please Will, he is a friend.
Chris gave a long groan of release, as I started taking Will down
my throat. I was bobbing up and down his rod, licking the big head
as I came up, changing the tempo from fast to slow, then fast once
more. I felt the boys taking a seat on each side of Will. There was
a hand on my back that I assumed was Kevin. Will was moaning
and his cock swelled in my mouth. I knew he was going to shoot.
I gently squeezed his nuts, and he was flooding my mouth with his
man juice.
I stood up, and Kevin pulled me onto his lap. I felt a little
bashful about it. I hadn't sit on anyone's lap since I was 10 years
old, and I knew my 200 pounds was too much for Kevin. I let him fill
his need to be possessive before I kissed him and moved to a chair.
Kevin made a pot of coffee, and found a couple of cokes in the
frig for him and Chris. Will and I had our coffee as we visited
about our plans. Will said he wanted to go to Las Vegas, but since
Chris couldn't get in the casinos, they had decided not too. I
suggested they go with us, and then Will could make the casinos,
and Chris could hang out with Kevin. I don't gamble. I learned my
lesson long ago. I can bet that somewhere in the world the sun
would shine tomorrow, and lose. I told Will that I might go with
him to watch, or hang with the boys, or maybe catch up on my
reading.
There was still 5 or 6 hours of daylight, so we decided to take off.
Will and Chris have a big diesel pusher motor home. That's one of
those that looks like a big Greyhound bus. Big, powerful, and very
expensive. Well, our little 28 footer might be older, and have a
small gas engine, but we could sit right on the speed limit too. Will
took the lead, and I followed, leaving enough space between us for
a semi to get in.
We drove about 5 hours, and I followed Will into a RV park. We
registered, and got spaces next to each other. Will and Chris
invited us over for supper. Boy, was their rig nice. The living area
was a livingroom, divided from the kitchen by a breakfast bar.
Their bathroom was twice as large as our's, and they had a real
bedroom. Kevin dragged me to it to show off their king size bed.
Chris was the cook, and he fixed a spaghetti supper as good as
any you could get in any restaurant. Will opened a bottle of wine,
and even though I don't really drink, I did enjoy a glass with the
meal. Kevin and Chris cleaned up after supper, as Will and I
relaxed in the livingroom. One wall was made of mirrors, and it
really made the room look bigger.
We were invited to spend the night, and Kevin wanted to stay.
We all moved to the bedroom, and Will and Chris told us they
wanted us to fuck them. Kevin and I were only too happy to oblige
them. I took Will as Kevin took care of Chris. We were able to
satisfy them, and as we lay crowded on the bed, the boys decided
they would move to the hide-a-bed in the livingroom. That just left
me and Will in the big king sized bed. It wasn't long before we
were snuggled together as we slept.
The boys woke us the next morning with cups of coffee and the
announcement that breakfast was ready. Will and I first made our
bathroom runs, and then we had the pancakes the boys had made.
Kevin and Chris cleaned up the dishes, before Kevin and I went to
our own motor home to get ready for the day.
We met Will and Chris at the shower room, but it was crowded,
so everyone used their own shower. Pity. We were soon ready to
head out. Will led out again, but we had agreed to stop at Hoover
Dam. We all toured the dam and saw the displays, before heading
on to Las Vegas.
We parked side by side at the RV park, and the boys did their
thing, while Will and I made the casinos. I know not to gamble, but
I bought $50.00 worth of chips. It only took me 20 minutes to lose
it all, and my biggest bet was $5. Will did pretty good. After 6
hours, he was about even. I just stood around and watched him
play. Our days were filled with play and our nights with sex.
The first night we were in Las Vegas, Kevin and Chris switched
old men. I ended up with Chris, as Kevin found Will's bed. Chris is
Hot! Kevin must have told him all my buttons. He pushed them
all. He frenched me and man does he know what he's doing. His
lips worked my neck, kissing and gently sucking. My shoulder.
Damn! He worked my nipples as good as Kevin ever did. His
tongue was bathing my belly button. My hands weren't still at all.
He didn't touch my steel hard cock as he kissed my bush. His
tongue licked and cleaned my nuts, before he gently sucked each
into his mouth.
I couldn't be passive anymore. I had to do something to him.
Anything. He was licking and kissing the tender insides of my
thighs, as I made him get into a 69. I slurped on his beautiful rod,
as he went back to what he had been doing. I came off his dick,
and played with his heavy balls with my tongue. He liked that.
Chris was moaning as he told me, "Now. I need you in me now,
Ron."
He rolled onto the bed, and squirmed around to were we were face
to face. He lay on his stomach, and slipped a pillow under his
pelvis, lifting his butt up for me. He spread his legs wide, as I
parted the cheeks of his full, firm, bubble butt, seeking that
puckered entrance to his silky canal. He was urging me to hurry as
I slicked him up. He was loose, so I didn't need to work his
muscle. I got the lube on my dick, and I put it on heavy since I
hadn't done too good a job on Chris.
He held his cheeks open wide, as I started into him. He was
making little whimpering sounds of anticipation. I didn't know how
long I could hold out. He was just too hot. I started a slow long
dicking like Kevin likes, but Chris wanted it hard and fast. I can't
last long when it's hard and fast. We could hear the sounds of
Kevin and Will, in the bedroom. We sped up, and it wasn't long
before Chris was on his hands and knees. I was holding onto him by
his hips, as we slammed against each other, grunting, moaning,
searching for that special relief. I don't know how long we lasted,
but I had to push hard against him, and hold him still, as my climax
soared and I shot my cum deep into him. He was giving a long
groan of satisfaction also, and his ass muscle was tightening and
relaxing as he spelt his life seed onto the bed.
I fell onto his strong, broad back, as I rested and recovered.
Chris
was panting beneath me, as he calmed back down. I withdrew from
him, and rolled to his side. My heart was still racing, and my
breathing ragged. Chris leaned over me.
"Are you OK?" He asked with concern. I just nodded as he
continued, "Don't you dare have a heart attack on me. I just about
lost Will that way last year, and I couldn't face Kevin if you had
one."
I told him I was alright, and he believed me after my heart slowed
down, and my breathing returned to normal. He wanted to talk
about him and Will, and he snuggled close as he told me in a low
voice.
He told me Will had sold the farm and retired after his heart
attack. He told me how he was scared to death Will was going to
die, as he gave him CPR. He waited 30 minutes on the ambulance,
afraid for Will, and afraid for himself. He didn't know what he
would do if Will died. Will had insisted he take a first aid course
offered by the Red Cross, and he had finished it only a few months
before the heart attack.
He told me how when he was 13, his parents van had broken
down on the highway near Will's farm. His folks used pot, and
expected him to use it too. They were all stoned, and broke, and
Will let them stay at his farm a few days. Will talked to Chris about
using pot, and told him he would help him if Chris wanted. Chris
would try to help Will with the work, but his dad just wanted to
stay stoned. Will and Chris spent a lot of time together those few
days, and Will became Chris's friend and mentor. Chris' mom and
dad offered to sell Chris to Will for $10,000. They had sold him
before. They would just wait a few days or even a week, then pick
Chris up having arranged where and when they were to meet.
This time was different. Will had come to Chris, and asked if he
wanted a home with him. He told Chris that he could live with Will
if he wanted, and that Will would take care of him until he was
grown. Chris knew Will was gay. That's why his folks were willing
to sell him. They figured Will would fuck Chris the first chance he
got, and so never report them when Chris ran off. Chris didn't mind
getting fucked, and sure wouldn't mind Will fucking him, because
he liked Will. He had been sold the first time when he was 8, and
fucked the same day.
Will was different though. He made them go to a lawyer, and
make it legal. He bought them a van, and gave them $10,000, but
he told them it wasn't to buy Chris. It was for them to get as far
away from Chris as they could. Chris knew what his parents plan
was, but Will never said one word to Chris, about his parents
selling him. That puzzled Chris. All the other men had held it over
his head. Will didn't try to have sex with Chris. He just treated
him like a young friend. Will was the first real friend Chris had
ever had. When he was supposed to sneak off and meet his parents,
Chris decided he didn't want to go. He liked living with Will. He
liked being clean, and working hard. He liked having somewhere
he could call home. He liked having a real room, with a real bed,
that he could call his own. He didn't go. He chose Will. Chris
hadn't seen his folks since.
It had taken Chris 6 months to seduce Will. Will wouldn't touch
him until he caught Chris with one of the hired hands. After a long
talk, he had convinced Will that he had been having sex a long time,
and wasn't about to give it up.
Chris finally talked himself out, and snuggling a little closer,
went to sleep. I wasn't very far behind him. When I awoke the next
morning, it was Kevin in my arms. Sometime during the night, they
had switched back.
Continued
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