Date: Sun, 7 Jun 2009 03:42:54 +0000
From: First Last
Subject: The Tent

'The Tent'{Me}( MB 1st )[1!1]


Unfortunately, none of this story is true.


"The Tent"

	I first saw him at the supermarket.  I had stopped in for just a
few things, and as I was entering the store I noticed him carrying out for
another customer.  He caught my eye because he looked to me like the
perfect boy.  I judged him to be about 14, short black straight hair, a
normal-to-thin build and perhaps slightly short for his age.  As he said
"thank you" to the other customer I noted his voice had already changed,
but still had that slight boy overtone.  He was wearing shorts, so I saw
that his leg hairs were nicely growing.  All-in-all the perfect boy.  He
seemed friendly and happy, and as he turned we briefly met eyes and he
smiled at me.  I enjoyed my shopping time, thinking of him and hoping I
would see him again on my way out.
	As I checked out he was sacking at another register, so I let go my
hope of him carrying my groceries out.  But just as my sacker finished up,
the boy came over and told her, "I'll get this one."  I was surprised and
thrilled!  Thankfully I had parked quite a ways from the building, and I
walked slower than usual to have the maximum amount of time that I could
with him.  I was nervous but tried not to show it.  We made small talk
about the weather and how busy his day had been.  I learned that his name
was Jeff, that he was indeed 14 and he had been hired as a favor to his
mom, since 15 is normally the store's minimum work age.  I also learned
that his dad was living somewhere else and Jeff had not seen him in years.
I helped him load my groceries and asked him what he did for fun.  He
replied, "I'm into computers."

"Wow", I remarked, "that's what I do for a living."

"Really!?", he said, "man, I wish we could talk sometime!  I have a lot of
questions."

"That would be nice", I replied, "I love talking technology."

"I sometimes come to that coffee shop to read", I said as I pointed across
the parking lot.  "If you happen to be around then just stop in and we'll
chat."

"O man", he said, "that would be awesome!  When will you be there next?"
(The truth was, I didn't go that often, but I certainly could change that!)
"Well, I'll be there tonight and tomorrow as far as I know."

"Sweet!", he said, "I get off work at 7:00 so I'll look for you."

"OK, sounds good," I said, "By the way, I'm James," I said as I shook his
hand, "you seem like a good kid."

"Wow, thanks!", he said, "Well, I'll see you later!" He waved goodbye.  "I
hope so", I replied.
	That evening I made sure I was at the coffee shop early.  I ordered
my favorite and sat down to half-heartedly read my newest computer book.  I
could see the supermarket doors from where I sat and I glanced over often,
trying not to get my hopes up.  But about 7:15 I saw him exit the building
and head for the coffee shop.  About halfway across the lot he saw me and
waved with a big smile on his face!  We shook hands and said hello, and I
even placed by left hand on his shoulder and he smiled even more.  I bought
him his favorite coffee drink and we sat and talked computers.  He had lots
of questions and was eager to learn.  But I could tell he also was hungry
for attention.  I learned that his mom was working long hours and he took
the supermarket job to help with the finances.  Around 9:30 it was getting
dark and I got concerned about him being out late.  However, he said he
lived within walking distance.  Though I didn't want the evening to end, I
suggested he should probably think about going home.  I would have offered
him a ride, but again I thought it not a good idea.  Instead, I told him I
would walk him to his house to see that he arrived safely.  It was only
about a 10 minute walk, and we both enjoyed every minute.  When we arrived
at his house, he said, "Man, James, I had such a great time tonight!  I
hope we can talk again sometime soon."

"I would love that too", I replied, "I'll be around."  As I shook his hand
and placed my left hand on his shoulder he returned the favor: placing his
left hand on my shoulder he said, "I really like you, James!"

"I like you too, buddy", I replied, "Good night!"  He went inside, then
turned and waved with a huge smile.  I went home very happy.
	Over the next few weeks we talked often.  Once, in the supermarket,
he even eagerly introduced me to his mom.  She said it was good to finally
meet me, and she told me how much Jeff liked me and how he wouldn't stop
talking about me.  I felt really good inside.  For a few more weeks we
continued to meet over coffee and we began to grow closer and closer.  In
one conversation he revealed to me that he had never been camping in his
life and he really wanted to do that.  Because there was a lake nearby I
suggested we could go sometime.  "Really?", he exclaimed!, "Wow, that would
be awesome!"  I told him to ask his mom and then figure out a time we could
go.  His mom was very pleased with the idea and we made plans for the
following Friday night.
	I picked him up and we dropped by the supermarket for supplies.  It
was nice that he got an employee discount, but I would have paid double for
everything just to get to spend time with him.  We drove to the lake, paid
the admissions fees for tenting and selected our campsite.  "Wow!", he
said, "This is awesome!"  I taught him how to set up the tent, build a fire
and basically do eveything needed to camp.  Then we went for a nice hike.
He had an amazing boy body and it was a pleasure to walk behind him!  He
was so excited about the whole experience that he just talked and talked.
When we stopped for a breather he said, "Man, I really am having a good
time, James! I'm so glad I met you!"

"Me too, Jeff", I said, "Me too!" I gave him a big hug.  He hugged me back
very tightly, and I could tell through his loose shorts that he was hard!
But he didn't seem embarrased at all.  After we got back to camp, drank
what seemed like gallons of water and hungrily ate some hot dogs, I said,
"I am so hot and dirty I think I need a shower."

"That sounds good to me too," he said. We gathered our stuff and walked to
the bath house.
	The showers were nicely constructed.  Two showers were side-by-side
with individual curtains.  However there was also a common dressing area
that connected the 2 showers, and it had it's own curtain that separated it
from the remainder of the bath house.  So, 2 people could privately dress
or undress together before showering seperately.  As I began undressing he
headed over for a quick pee.  I was a little disappointed; I had hoped to
have a quick look, but I stepped in the shower and began lathering up my
hair.  I heard him come into the changing area and begin undressing.  I
could only imagine what was under those clothes.  I had draped my towel
over the shower rod and the curtain was open about an inch, so I was able
to partly see him from his waist down.  As he dropped his boxers I briefly
saw his beautiful boy butt.  It was as perfect as I had imagined!  But the
view was over too soon as he got in the shower.  I was already hard and I
began imagining what was just a few feet away.  After a few moments he
said, "Hey James, I forgot my shampoo.  Can I borrow yours?" My heart
jumped!  "Sure", I said, "but I already have shampoo in my eyes so I can't
toss it over.  Can you just open my curtain and get it from here?"
Momentarily my curtain opened.  I made sure I was facing him so that he got
a good view.  My hands were on my lathered hair, so he could tell that I
couldn't see him looking.  I heard him gasp "WOW" under this breath!  I
guess he was partly waiting for instructions from me and partly transfixed
by what he saw, because he didn't reach for the shampoo.  He just stood
there gazing.  "You can get the shampoo, little buddy", I said.  He got the
bottle, and he seemed to be taking his time closing the curtain.  The
curtain closed with about a 2" gap still open.  With my towel over the top
of the gap he could still look in but not see my face.  So, he could
"safely" continue to look as much as he wanted.  As I rinsed my hair, I
glanced out the gap and saw that he was lingering in the changing area,
looking into my shower.  I made sure he got a nice, good look as the water
and shampoo flowed down the front of me.  As he shifted positions for a
better look, he then came into my view from the waist down!  He had the
most beautiful boy cock I had ever seen!  He was rock hard himself, about
5" long and cut.  His ball sack was perfect and plump, hanging slightly and
completely hairless.  His pubic hair was jet black, and he had far more of
it than I had thought.  I didn't think I could get any harder, but I think
I did! "How's the shamapoo?" I called out, as if he were in his shower.  He
quickly stepped back into his shower and called back, "It's great! Thanks!"
"You're welcome, little buddy!" I replied.  I got out first, dried and
dressed.  "I'll wait for you out here, buddy!" I said as I stepped out of
the changing area into the bath house.  "OK! I'm almost done", he called.
I couldn't get him off my mind.  Little did I know the best was yet to
come!
	As we walked back to the camp in the dark I asked him if he enjoyed
his shower.  "I sure did!", he said, "It was awesome!"

"Me too!", I said. Then I added, "I'm tired. Are you ready for bed?"

"Yeah, I'm tired too", he said.  When we got into the tent we realized we
had brought only one sleeping bag!  "It's OK", I said, "it's so hot anyway
we can just spread it out and sleep on top if you like."

"Yeah, that sounds great!", he said.  We stripped down to our boxers and
laid down.  The summer night was still and quiet, with a just small breeze.
The crickets were chirping and it was so, so peaceful.  I couldn't have
asked for a better day, and lying next to me was the boy of my dreams.  He
snuggled up close to me and laid his head partly on my chest. He was lying
on my right arm and I wrapped it around his shoulder, hugging him close.  I
was tired, but the excitement of hugging this beautiful boy made it
difficult to sleep.  As I was drifting off to sleep, he softly said,
"James?" "Yes?", I replied.  "You're the best friend I've ever had", he
said.  "Wow, Jeff, I think the same about you."  I kissed his hair, hugged
him close, closed my eyes and faded off.
	Somewhere in that part of sleep between being awake and asleep I
thought I heard him call my name.  I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not.
I drowsely just lay there, thinking I would fall asleep again.  But then I
heard him whisper, "James?  James, are you awake?"  I didn't answer.
"James, are you awake?" he whispered again a little louder.  His right hand
and arm were over my chest.  After a bit, satisfied that I was asleep, he
began to slowly move his hand down my chest!  I was beginning to become
awake now.  Slowly and cautiously he moved his hand down my stomach,
pausing every so often.  He continued on down until he reached my boxers.
He paused there for some time, then slowly moved 2 fingers down until he
was touching the head of my cock through my boxers.  He looked up at my
face to see if I was awakening.  I was fighting to not move.  It felt so
good!  Then he continued until his entire hand was over my cock and balls.
He was taking his time and I was letting him.  He began to massage and
explore me, pausing every once in a while to make sure I was asleep.  It
felt incredible!  After a while he got the courage to move a few fingers
under my waistband and touch my cock inside by boxers.  It was like
electricity charged through me!  But I was somehow able to keep my
composure.  He eventually moved his entire hand inside my boxers and began
to explore me.  It was like a dream.  Here was this beautiful boy enjoying
me, and me enjoying him enjoying me!  After a while longer he got the
courage to slowly pull my boxers down until he had a full view.  "WOW!", I
heard him whisper to himself, "James, you look amazing!!!"  He continued to
explore me.  He seemed especially interested in my balls, which was fine by
me since that is my favorite part too.  How I wished I could have returned
the favor!  After enjoying his massage for some time I decided to risk
something.  I "stirred" in my sleep.  He hastily tried to pull my boxers
up, but couldn't before I rolled a little towards him and brought my left
arm around his waist in my "sleep".  My cock was now pressing against his
butt through his boxers, and my left hand happened to land on his stomach
just above his boxers.  He held perfectly still for a long time.  Then he
whispered again, "James?"  I didn't answer.  "James, are you awake?"
Satisfied that I was still asleep, he then did exactly what I had hoped.
He took my left hand and placed in on his boy cock.  It was awesome!  He
squeezed my hand gently, causing me to squeeze his cock.  "Oooh," he moaned
quietly.  He did that several times, then he took may hand and slid it down
inside his boxers.  I was now holding that beautiful boy cock in my hand!
It felt amazing!  He squeezed my hand in a slow rhythm.  "Oooh!," he
exclaimed each time.  He was clearly enjoying this, and the very best part
was that it was all his idea!  I decided it was time.  I slowly "stretched"
in my sleep, pushing my cock against him and squeezing his cock.  He became
still, and I could tell he was nervous that he was going to get caught if I
woke up.  "Jeff," I whispered.  He tensed.  "Uh....yes?", he whispered
back, clearly nervous. "That was amazing!" I whispered.  I could tell he
wasn't sure what to think, and his heart was pounding.  "Ummm...you were
awake?", he asked nervously?  "Yes, I was, and I'm really glad! You felt
amazing," I said.  "Ummm......", he stammered.  "It's OK, buddy.  Just
relax.  You're not in trouble."

"Really, you're not mad?", he asked.  "Not at all", I replied, "not at
all."  In fact, now that we both know, how would you like to continue?"
"So, you're gay?" he whispered.  "Yes, and I assume you are too?" I asked
gently.  "Yeah! I am!", he said.  "Um, are you going to tell my mom?"

"Little buddy," I said, "no I am not.  I would never do that!"  Be breathed
a huge sigh of relief.  "Oh thank you, James!  You are my best friend!"  I
was still holding his cock, so I gently squeezed it.  "Mmmm!" he whispered.
"Would you like to continue what you were doing earlier?" I asked quietly.
"I would love to!" he said.  I rolled over on my back and spread my feet.
He pulled my boxers all the way off me.  There I was in full view for this
magnificent boy.  "Wow!", he exclaimed softly, "you're so big!"  I thanked
him with a smile and tussled his hair.  "Go ahead and do whatever you want,
little buddy," I said. "Really?, he asked. "Really", I assured him.  With
that, he took ahold of my cock and squeezed.  "MMMMM!  Nice!" I said.
"James, can I tell you something?", he asked, "I saw you in the shower when
I got the shampoo.  I really liked what I saw."

"I know, little buddy," I said, "I saw you too! And I really liked what I
saw too!"

"Really?" he said.  "Yeah, and now you can do whatever you want, buddy.
"Cool!" he said.
	He began to explore me, tracing my cock with his fingertips, and
lingering around the head.  He took my balls in his hands and learned all
about them, their shape and size and texture.  He ran his fingers through
my pubic hair and across my stomach.  It felt amazing, and I let him know
how much I was enjoying it all.  "Oooo! Mmmmmm!  You're SO good at that,
Jeff!"  Really?  Thank you!" he replied.  "James, there's something I
really want to do, but I don't know if you're OK with it."

"What's that?"  I asked.  "Um, I really want to suck on you."

"And I want you to!" I said.  With that he took my cock in his mouth.  A
jolt of lightning went through me!  It was increadible!  He took his time,
exploring and learning, sucking hard, sucking softly, going all the way
down to my pubic hair, then spending some time with my cock head barely on
his lips and his tongue lightly darting across. He was in no hurry. Then,
the best part: he let go and moved down to take my left ball in his mouth,
gently and tenderly sucking it.  It was absolutely unbelievable.
"OOOOOO!!!!"  I exclaimed!  "Man, you are SO good!"  He continued, slowly
and carefully.  As a boy himself, he instinctively knew how much he needed
to be careful with my nuts and yet also give me as much pleasure as
possible.  Then, he let go and took my right ball in his mouth, repeating
it all over.  Suddenly he surprised me and took both of them.  Keying off
of my responses, he loved on my nuts in his mouth, his tongue doing amazing
things.  It was incredible!!!
	After a while I was exhausted.  I gently pulled him off my nutsack
and said, "Hey little buddy.  Would you like me to return the favor?"

"Oh Yes!!!", he said.  He rolled on his back and I pulled his boxers of.
There, lying completely naked in my tent was the most beautiful boy in the
world.  I just stared at him, my eyes drinking him in, memorizing every
feature from his lips to his chest to his cock and balls, to his legs and
feet.  He was beautiful.  I slowly, carefully, deliberately repeated on him
eveything he had done to me.  He was overcome with pleasure and he let me
know it.  It was so much more than just physical.  He was moaning and
panting and calling my name.  "Now," I told him, "tell me before you get
close to cumming, because I want us to do something special, OK?".
Breathless, he said, "OK!"  I continued, paying extra special attention to
his ball sac, which (like me) seemed to bring him the most pleasure.  After
a while he said, "I think I'm really close, James!"

"OK, little buddy, come here."  I rolled him over on top of me.  I hugged
him tightly, and he hugged me even tighter.  We were fused together: chest
to chest, stomach to stomach, cock to cock, ball sac to ball sac.  We
hugged each other tightly.  "Are you ready? I asked?  "Yes, I am", he
replied between breaths.  I placed my left hand on his wonderful, smooth
boy butt.  My right hand was on his back.  We both began to press into each
other's bodies, our cocks and ball sacs meshing in perfect rhythm.  In,
out, in out, in out.  Faster and faster, we both began reaching for our
peak.  Then he exclaimed, "I'm cumming! James, I'm cumming!, "Me too!" I
replied.  We both tensed and hugged more tightly than ever.  We both spewed
our juice in an amazing orgasm; wave after wave of pleasure that seemed to
never end.  It was amazing!!!!!
	  Afterwards, we let our bodies relax, exhausted and empty, but so
happy.  I gently stroked his hair, and he gently stroked my side.  "James?"
he whispered.  "Yes, Jeff?", I replied.  "That was the best thing I've ever
felt in my life."

"Me too" I replied.  "James?" he continued, "I think I love you."

"I love you too, my little buddy", I replied, "I love you too."  He
relaxed, sinking onto me with a gentle sigh of contentment.  As I held him
close, thinking about how good it felt to have his body melded to mine, we
both slowly drifted off to sleep, dreaming of what the morning would bring!