Date: Fri, 21 Apr 2000 23:43:34 EDT
From: slushie slushie <im_slushie@hotmail.com>
Subject: Camping with Vinny

Disclaimer: Officially, you must be 18 to read this document within the
US. That's because it tells the tale of two young men exploring sexually
explicit areas of life. Specifically, underage boys will be having
homosexual relations of sorts. So if you are under 18 years old, such
things do not exist in the world. Everyone above the age of majority is
legally permitted to bask in the glow of gay sex. =)

One other note: I am only 17. That means I am allowed to write this
document, but not read it. I therefore place all responsibility for
proofreading on the United States government for disallowing me the right
read a work which I myself have written. Oh well, next year I'll read it
and decide if I like it.

Onward to the story! (Which is one of non-fiction... in case he's out there
reading it :)


My name is Josh. This story takes place when I was 13, nearly fourteen. It
was probably August then, and I was in Boy Scouts. (I still am, by the
way.) Troop 157 (my scout troop) was on a camping trip to a local
campground. We had about 15 boys and 3 or 4 adults on the trip, which was
pretty normal, if I remember. There was more than enough room at the site
and so we got to spread out a lot.

Like normal, I was bunking with a kid named Vinny. He was 14 by then, but
only 6 months older than I was. We were goofing off, as kids do and
eventually got yelled at my one of the scoutmasters. We eventually got
around to pitching the tent. By then it was dark and we needed our
flashlights. Of course, I had left mine at home! Man, did I get laughed
at. I didn't mind too much, though. We had lots of fun and wasted lots of
time trying to put up a tent with half the light we needed.

Well when we had finally got it all set up, we got in the tent and he put
on his lantern. We got into our sleeping bags and started talking.

"If you could have sex with any move star who would it be?" He was
constantly talking about sex.

Now I don't remember my answer exactly, but it was female without
hesitation. Not because I was worried about hiding being gay or anything of
that sort; I didn't know for real, and wouldn't for another year. I just
went with the flow.

"Yeah she is hot." He answered readily. Like I said, ALWAYS. "How far have
you gone with a girl?"

"Second. It was really cool. " I was such a liar! Barely first. Yuck.

"Were your going out with her? What happened?" He was so excited to
hear. Vinny has always been a private school kid. So all of his female
relationships after grammar school were prearranged multi-schooled get
togethers. How antisocial.

"Yeah we were going out since Christmas, but she dumped me the day after
Valentines Day." It's true. That girl is a dirty skank now, so it was for
my benefit. "I was over her house and no one was around. It just sort of
happened." Like I said, that part is not true at all.

"Cool. I wish there were girls around me. Do you ever jerk off thinking
about her?" Jerking off has never been a taboo topic amongst us. Ask any
Boy Scout, they'll verify that sex and beating it were always number one on
the topic of conversation list.

"Not really. A few times maybe, but not always. What do you think about
when you jerk off?" I had never asked that before. I was now covering new
territory.

"Lots of stuff. Mostly having sex with girls." Now that I think about it,
his answers and 'girl' questions always seemed forced. I could have figured
he was at least a little fruity =).  "Sometimes I have to get creative when
I do it. How about you?"

"Yeah. How do you do it?"

"I alternate hands. Play with my balls and stuff. It feels really good."
This talk was giving me ideas.

I started playing with my balls and said, "Yeah me too. Wow it feels
good. Are you doing it now? I am." Once again, I had no gay motives here. I
didn't feel uncomfortable saying that at all.

"I will now." He smiled. God, thinking about his cute Italian smile now
makes me nostalgic. "This feels so good." I could hear him stroking it.

"You know what I can do? I can suck myself if I reach far enough." That's
not bullshit. "I really can. It gets somewhat uncomfortable though, so I
don't do it often."

"Wow! Cool. No way! I don't believe you." Another thing I should have
picked up on.

"Watch." I unzipped the sleeping bag and reached down and put my semi-hard
dick in my mouth. I started licking it up and down. Then I put the whole
thing in my mouth and sucked it strong. Mmmm. Thinking about it still feels
good. I gave my cock a tongue bath for a few minutes and looked over and
saw Vinny.

His eyes were wide and his dick was making a noticeable tent in the
sleeping bag. "Mind if I beat it while you do that?" He was so polite.

"Go ahead. I'm going to stop sucking soon though, its uncomfortable." I put
my moth back down and caressed the shaft with my tongue. I reached down all
the way and licked my balls a bit. When I came up for air, Vinny was
stroking wildly under the covers. So I started too.

I jerked my little cock up and down, lubed with my saliva. It was so loud I
thought I would wake someone up, but I don't think I did.  Vinny undid his
bag to get more comfortable, I guess. I saw his dick in his hand. It was
gorgeous. That was the first time I saw anyone else's cock hard besides my
own.

We kept stroking ourselves for a few minutes and then I heard him going a
lot faster and moaning a lot louder. A short bit later he let out low
sigh. I looked over to see his belly covered with his cum. That just made
me closer.

I continued to stroke myself, faster now. My left hand played with my balls
while my right hand massaged my cock. I kept thinking about jerking off
next to Vinny and how great it made me feel. I wanted to keep going but as
I reached the point of no return I managed to say to Vinny, "Here it comes!
It's my turn now." And Boom! I splattered myself in the face with cum. I
licked my lips and looked over at my buddy in the next bag.

He touched the cum on his chest and licked his fingers. "Do you need a
towel?" He asked me politely.

"Sure, thanks." I took the towel from him and wiped off his chest and my
face. The tent smelled like cum.

"Now you can't tell anyone that we did this. No one at all, ok?"

"I won't tell anyone. I want it to happen more, so I won't let anyone
know. Ok?" I realized I liked it, but still it never occured to me that
there might be anything wrong with it. This wasn't gay, it was just a
'learning experience.'

"Sure." He zipped up his bag half way and tried to go to sleep. I took the
hint: he wasn't sure what this meant. I would respect that. I zipped up my
bag too, and closed my eyes. After about five minutes I reached my hand
over and put it on his chest. I don't know if he was awake or not, but I
caught a small smile out of the corner of my eye.


That's it! I hope you enjoyed it! PLEASE write me if you liked it. It was
the first time I ever wrote anything like this before and I would like to
write more if this wasn't too horrible. My address is
im_slushie@hotmail.com and I'd be happy to get any mail, good or bad (as
long as my criticism is constructive ;)

Oh yes, one more thing: This is a true story, with some embellishments. I
don't remember exact dialog. I am probably close. Vinny, this story is
about me and you. If you are reading it, I am so proud of you! Please write
me or call me! Thanks love! More stories to come if this gets positive
feedback!