Date: Wed, 27 Feb 2013 06:55:31 -0800
From: h.schreiber@hushmail.com
Subject: Final Chapter of Val 'n Tyne by Hans Schreiber and Flip McHooter

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				Val 'n Tyne
				Chapter 24
			     To Thine Own Self

       Val was working on transferring the remaining, salvageable parts off
his truck and installing them onto the new one. He'd been working on it all
week after school and Tyne had been right there at his side. It was the
Saturday before the big trip to Mother Lode Lake. They had decided to wait
to go to the lake until Sunday evening for two reasons. First reason was
that they needed Saturday to prepare and Sunday to drive. Secondly, they
were hopeful that all the other visitors would be leaving on Sunday night
since most people would have to be back to their jobs on Monday. That would
leave the place all to themselves and they could be as rowdy and crazy as
they wanted to be. Noah was determined to go skinny dipping in the lake
whether Sylvia would be there or not. No one could convince him that the
water would still be pretty cold up there in April.

	Val was under the truck and Tyne had come over to help him work on
it, even if that meant merely passing him a wrench now and then. Tyne felt
a small degree of ownership, having spearheaded the purchase, and he wanted
everything to be just perfect with it. He'd even found a replacement
speaker for the water damaged one under the back seat. They were able to
use the same box to mount it in so it wasn't as expensive to replace as it
could have been. Val had already replaced it and installed the rest of the
system into the new truck. The hardest part had been putting the speakers
in the door panels and then running the wires to the head unit in the
dash. The new truck was the exact year and model as the wrecked one so all
the brackets for the head unit fit perfectly and made the swap of that part
pretty easy. Val was thrilled when he threw the switch and it came to life.

	Val and Tyne had some bumpin' dance tunes playing with all four
doors open and the bass turned WAY up. Val's mom had come out and asked
them to turn it down a couple of times for the sake of the neighbors. They
obeyed while she was standing there and then after she left, they let it
creep back up. Val was wearing old shorts and flops and his legs were
sticking out of the front end while he worked on installing the killer
exhaust system onto the new truck. Tyne watched in lustful awe as Val's
long, strong legs swayed back and forth to the beat. The outline of his
large dick was visible in the shorts as they hung loosely over his
package. It bounced along his thigh with the beat of the music. Tyne had
the urge to see it. He peeked around and seeing that the coast was clear,
he kneeled down and crept forward. Then he grabbed the sides of Val's
shorts and boxers and jerked. He started giggling like a school girl and
copped a quick feel of Val's sizable nuts. Val reacted by jerking upward
and bumping his head on the oil pan.

	"What the F did you do that for?" He bump humped his way out from
under the truck, scooting on his bare ass, pulled his shorts back up, and
then rubbed his forehead. "You trying to give me another concussion?"

	"Oh god, I didn't think about that. I don't know what came over
me. I just got the crazy idea to pants you. I was thinking you'd probably
never been pantsed before, but I'm an expert on the subject. Well, at least
from the victim's side of it. It was just like the perfect
opportunity. Don't get mad."

	"I don't get mad, I get even." Val grinned mischievously and took
off after Tyne. Tyne shrieked and ran off across the back lawn but Val
caught him easily. He pinned him down and started to tickle poor Tyne until
he was shedding tears and tapping out.

	Val picked him up under the armpits and dragged him across the lawn
over to where the concrete pad started that the pickup trucks were parked
on. That area was secluded from the windows or neighbor's views. Tyne was
still recovering from being tickled and offered no resistance. Val dropped
his buddy to the grass and then moved around to return the pantsing. Val
grabbed the waist of Tyne's shorts and boxers and pulled. Tyne grabbed a
handful and pulled them back up in an act of futile resistance like he'd
done so many times in grade school and middle school. Val simply let go
with one hand and resumed tickling poor Tyne which caused his hand to fly
up to protect his ribcage. Val then jerked Tyne's shorts and boxers down,
but to his surprise, they caught momentarily on Tyne's boner. Getting
tickled with Val sitting on Tyne's crotch inspired a high rise in the
shorts and when it broke free of the waistband, it slapped noisily on his
belly.

	Tyne instinctively covered it with his hands but Val took each of
Tyne's wrists and peeled them away. He stared at the prize he'd just
unwrapped and then almost trance-like, Val leaned down and kissed it just
under the tip. It twitched and jumped in reaction. Tyne lifted his head and
peered at Val. Then Val succumbed to his long held desire and fantasy and
sucked Tyne's stiffened dick into his mouth in one smooth, fluid
motion. When he reached the base of Tyne's dick and felt the downy pubes
tickling his nose, Val audibly moaned in ecstasy. He curled his tongue
around the now stiff, pulsating stem and tasted it across the length of his
tongue, savoring the moment. Tyne succumbed and whimpered. Val pulled up
and slid back down, dragging his wide tongue across the underside of the
tender tool, sending shivers through Tyne's body, and eliciting more
pleasurable whimpers. Tyne swallowed hard as Val plunged downward and then
slowly slipped back up the sensitive shaft. It was Nirvana. Val was
mesmerized by the taste, texture, and feel of Tyne's dick in his mouth. It
was nothing at all like the fingers he'd used as surrogates in his
fantasies. It was far, far better than he'd imagined it would be. He
thirsted for a taste of Tyne's cum and quickened his pace. The precious
moment was shattered however, by the sound of the back door opening. Val
immediately pulled off and grabbed at Tyne's shorts down near his
ankles. Tyne frantically pulled them up and into place just as Vi walked
around the corner.

	Tyne was lying there on his back with a ridiculously obvious tent
in his shorts. Val was kneeling over him and they both overdid it in trying
to act nonchalant. "What are you guys doing?" She asked suspiciously.

	"Nothing," blurted Tyne.

	"None of your biz, sis. What do you want? We're working on the
truck so I'm not driving you over to Tim's house if that's what you want."

	"That's not what I want and it looks like you're working on
something besides your truck to me." She stared at Tyne's crotch and even
pointed. "Unless that's a ratchet Tyne's hiding in there." She broke into
giggles and Tyne rolled to his side to get up. "You guys were doing a Kyle
and Danny, weren't you?"

	Val furrowed his brow and scowled, "NO! Shut up about that. That
just happens to guys when they wrestle around sometimes. So what the F do
you want? Why are you out here bugging us?"

	Vi clucked her tongue and rolled her eyes then said, "Boys! You
guys are all such horndogs. You're all the same. I actually came out to
save your little trip to the lake. Mom just said that if you didn't turn
that radio down she wasn't going to let you go. I thought you'd want to
know that. She said she asked you twice already. She's pissed off - really
pissed off."

	"Oh. Well thanks. Now go away." Val shooed her off.

	Before leaving, she grinned and teased, "You better frisk Tyne
before he leaves. I think he's smuggling tools in his shorts." Val growled
at her and hustled over to turn the stereo way down. Tyne walked over and
Val reached out to hug him.

	Tyne stiff armed him and said, "No, we shouldn't do this. Maybe I
better go."

	Val got sad, really sad, and pleaded, "Don't leave. I'm sorry about
that. It's just I've owed you a blowjob ever since you gave me one in the
hospital. I've fantasized a hundred times about paying up and then when it
just flopped out there in front of me like that, I sort of got sucked in by
it."

	"Haha, very funny," Tyne said, annoyed.

	"What? Funny? Oh." Val chuckled a bit. "No. I wasn't trying to be
funny. I just meant I couldn't resist when you were lying there all boned
up. Please stay. I'll finish what we started if you want it. I really do
owe you one and I really do wanna pay up. But if you don't want to, I
won't. Just please stay. Please. Please."

	"Okay. I'll stay, but I'm not comfortable with doing anything like
that again. It felt crazy good but it'll just lead to problems and mess
with our heads. Don't push me on it, okay?"

	"Sure. Thanks. I'm sorry, okay. I really am. How about some help
with my header under the truck. I need you to hold the end of my pipe while
I crank on it." Tyne started tittering in a high pitched laugh.

	"Now what?"

	"You actually have no idea how that sounds. You want help holding
your big PIPE in place while you crank on it. It just sounds dirty after
what we were just doing."

	"Dude, it gets better because you gotta hold my big pipe in place
with both hands until I finish screwing, then you can let go of my pipe and
help me hold my nuts." They both laughed and crawled back under the
truck. God, they loved being together. When it was all bolted up, they
climbed into the cab together as Val turned the key in the ignition and the
truck rumbled to life with a throaty baritone that was almost sexual. It
sounded so sweet. Val reached over and Tyne joined him in their special
handshake.

                                      **##**

	"Shit!" Val exclaimed when they rounded the curve on the dirt road
leading down to the lake. They could see four other outfits camped around
the campground. "I was hoping we would have it to ourselves."

	"Ahhh, me too," Noah whined. "I so wanted to try skinny dipping out
here in the wild."

	"Woody, wherever you skinny dip, it's wild," Nick quipped.

	"No really. I've totally been looking forward to getting nakie in
nature. I'm freakin' mo-fo disappointed," Noah whined again.

	"Well, maybe they won't stay. It's Sunday afternoon so they might
be planning to take off later on this evening, after they eat," Tyne
suggested. "You can get your nakie experience tomorrow if you're so set on
it."

	"Maybe. Let's hope they do leave," Val said. He found the closest,
most private open space surrounded by big trees next to the lake's edge and
pulled in. They all spilled out of the cramped quarters of the double cab
and stretched their tired limbs. Sylvia made her way to the back of the
truck bed and pulled the straps off the open tailgate. She started giving
orders right and left for the boys to grab this and take that and reach for
things she couldn't get to. As soon as the tent bags were uncovered and
pulled towards the tailgate, Sylvia reached in and pulled them towards her,
handing the first one to Nick.

	"This one is for you and Noah." Then she took a second, forest
green one and handed it to Tyne, "You and Dane can share this one and Val
and I will take this slightly larger one that I brought from my house."
Tyne didn't immediately reach for the tent so Sylvia pressed it hard into
his chest and then released her grasp. Tyne reacted quickly though, and
pressed the tent up to his chest with his hands. He hadn't thought about
the sleeping arrangements before, but obviously, Sylvia had given it some
serious consideration.  Val was equally surprised by her actions and didn't
know quite what to do about it.

	"Woo-hoo!" Noah called out with a little dance. "You and me got our
own space, Nicolito. Gonna be so fine. Let's go set up way over there by
the trees, away from prying eyes and big-ass ears." He made a suggestive
flick of his eyebrows and bucked his hips a couple times. Nick furrowed his
brow at Noah and looked a bit embarrassed, but quickly recovered, thinking
about all of the sexy stuff they might get to do and started to bone up
over it.

	"Oh my god, get a room you two," Sylvia said.

	"We got one already, it's right here," Noah responded pointing to
the yellow nylon bag. "C'mon Nicky baby, let's go set up our play pen." He
started bouncing toward the stand of trees some thirty yards away across a
small clearing. Nick shrugged and followed with a goofy grin on his face.

	Tyne took Dane by the arm and said, "Let's set ours up on the other
side of the fire ring. It looks pretty level there." Dane smiled as widely
as Nick and happily followed like a big Irish Setter hoping for a bone.

	Val looked uncertainly at Sylvia who simply said, "Why don't you
set our tent up over on the opposite side of them, by that big tree." Then
she added as she handed the blue nylon carrying case over to Val, "Far
enough so we won't bother each other during the night." She grinned and
winked at him, making Val suck his lower lip in and force a grin as he
turned to follow her orders. Why hadn't he thought about sleeping
arrangements before? He could have easily brought the big family tent for
himself, Dane and Tyne to all sleep together in. Then Sylvia could have had
a tent all to herself. The implications were clear. Sylvia planned on
losing her virginity and taking Val's big load right there at Mother Lode
Lake. He wasn't ready to do that - yet. He wasn't clear what he really
wanted. But he knew she was. There was no good way he could think of to
deny her the privilege without losing his dignity and manhood. Sooner or
later, he knew it had to happen. It was a rite of teenage passage and if it
hadn't been for his confusion over feelings for Tyne, he would have done it
with her already - slipping her the big meat. There was no girl out there
he'd rather share sex with than Sylvia. He really cared for her and he knew
she was crazy-madly-smitten with him. But doing it while Tyne would be
right there in the next tent just seemed F'n wrong. It seemed more than
just wrong, actually. It seemed outrageous. It seemed ... unavoidable. Val
slipped into a sour mood over the whole messed up situation. Sex was
supposed to be fun and exciting and instead it was just messed up and
complicated.

	Once all the tents were popped open and set into place, they pulled
out their fishing rods and tackle, then all headed down to the lakeshore
for some early afternoon fishing. Val doubted they would catch anything
this time of the day, but he had read on the internet that the Fish and
Game Agency had stocked the lake recently so there was a reasonable chance
to hook some trout and besides, Noah was insistent on trying.  As they
walked down to the sandy beach, much to their pleasant surprise, two of the
last four camping rigs were packed up to leave, and as they passed by, they
waved goodbye through the RV windows to the happy group of teenage campers.

	Once down at the water's edge, Sylvia pulled Val over to a large,
flat rock on the left side of the lake along the water's edge.  She
promptly started baiting her hook with a squiggly worm, putting on a big
show for Val to see that she was a whiz at fishing. Worm guts seemed to be
second nature for her. Noah looked on from the sandy beach in complete
disgust at the spectacle she was putting on, and just rolled his eyes. The
other guys had spread out along the shoreline and Val was the first to cast
out his line into the lake. Val sat down on the flat rock next to Sylvia
and nestled his pole into the crook of a moss covered, driftwood stick that
he found lying on the shore. He'd pressed the slimy stick into the wet
sand. He searched for, and found, another one and set it in place for
Sylvia's pole.

	Val stretched, pressed his fingers to his broad chin and snapped
his head from side to side to stretch and pop his neck. Then he
unconsciously pulled off his shirt. The afternoon had turned unseasonably
warm. He stretched back on the big flat rock, taking advantage of the warm
sun on his finely sculptured, upper torso. His long pole was positioned
between his legs, held erect by the slippery stick in the mud. His loose
fitting, white nylon, basketball shorts draped lazily over his lower region
and the outline of his large, thick, fleshy pole was enticingly
visible. Everyone stared in admiration and lust, including Dane. Even Noah,
who was dressed in extremely short cutoff jeans and a fuchsia tank top,
purposely cut off short to expose a couple inches of his nicely tanned skin
all around his midsection, stared at Val's fine body. He stood nearby,
holding a worm at arm's length and grimacing at the thought of sticking it
on his hook.

	Sylvia cast her bait as closely to Val's line as she could, then
set her pole into the crotch of the stick Val had placed in the sand for
her. She settled in next to Val on the warm boulder and then nestled her
soft face and neck into the crook of his shoulder and thick bicep while she
dreamed of landing the biggest trout in the lake. Val shifted a bit to
accommodate her and sighed. Everyone else shifted their focus back to their
fishing. Val turned his gaze to the right where Tyne had settled in with
Dane to fish. Tyne was on the same grassy ledge where he and Val had fished
from before, back in February. Dane positioned himself up close to Tyne and
was blathering on about the various kinds of trout he had read up
on. "There are German Browns, Rainbow trout and Cutthroats," Dane blabbered
as if he were an expert, while Tyne nodded in pretend interest. Val watched
as Tyne masterfully threaded the worm onto the hook just like Val had
taught him to do and then turned and held Dane's worm for him as Dane
maneuvered the hook. Dane accidentally jabbed the tip of the hook into his
thumb and let out a shriek. Everyone laughed except Tyne, who gently took
the thumb in his hands and pulled the hook free. To Val's disappointment,
Tyne lifted Dane's bleeding thumb to his own mouth and pressed it to his
lips in a soothing, caring gesture and sucked the bleeding digit into his
mouth. Dane's smile showed his overwhelming appreciation and even
adoration. Val looked away and sighed once again.

	Suddenly, Val's pole jerked, and jerked hard. He rose up to watch
and nudged Sylvia off of his shoulder. She lifted herself free from his arm
as he grabbed his pole with both hands and gave it a solid tug. The hook
was set and the battle was on. The trout tugged and pulled, dipped and dove
in a frenzy. This tenacious fighter wasn't going down without a battle. Val
pulled back on his rod firmly and then quickly leaned forward while he
frantically took up the slack. There wasn't the normal resistance to his
maneuvers, which made him edgy. Once the trout came near the shore, it was
clear why. Val released his flexing pole and grabbed the line. Then he
waded into the cold, shallow water and deftly grabbed the flopping trout
bare handed and pulled it out for all to see.  It was a young, German brown
trout on the smallish side. It had given a pretty good fight at first, but
then accepted its fate at the end. Once he pulled it out, he stood there a
moment firmly holding the dripping wet, slimy fish, inspecting it. Slowly,
it stopped wriggling and went limp, gills flared and small mouth at the tip
twitching open and closed.

	Everyone watched as Val turned it side to side and declared, "Not
the one I'm looking for, I'm afraid. Just have to kiss this one goodbye and
send it on its way." Saying that, Val plucked the hook from the small
fish's lip, lifted the bug eyed trout to his own lips and gave it a small
peck. He set the fish back into the water where it lay stunned and
motionless for a moment before swimming off, wiser for the experience.

	Before Val even got another worm baited on his hook, Noah started
jumping and shrieking next to him like a teenage girl having sex with
Colton Haynes. Well, possibly like Noah himself, having sex with Colton
Haynes for that matter. Nick wrapped his arms around Noah and grabbed his
flexing pole. "Calm down, dude or you'll lose him," Nick instructed. "Pull
on your rod like this." Together, Nick and Noah pulled on Noah's flexing
rod and then rocked forward in unison with Nick's strong arms wrapped hard
against his shoulders and his torso pressed tightly against Noah's backside
as they brought it in together. After several minutes of an almost erotic
display, worthy of a gay porno, they landed a nicely sized, rainbow
trout. Nick showed Noah how to remove the hook once the fish was out of the
water. Noah's fish had swallowed the bait and the hook was set deep within
its belly. Nick demonstrated how to use this special, plastic tool Val had
given him to extract it. The red plastic tool was designed with a rounded
tip on one end of a long, narrow shaft. The rounded head had slots cut into
it. Nick expertly slipped the plastic head down into the mouth of the fish
and maneuvered the slotted part over the hook, twisted, and extracted the
hook. Then he smacked the fish's head firmly against a rock three times to
kill it.

	"Uhhh - yuck! I don't like that part," Noah whined as he took his
first fish from his boyfriend's hands and hoisted it for all to see. "I
caught a good one, people. Look everybody. Look how pretty it is. Just like
Nick. It's got such pretty colors." He let loose with one hand and tugged
his phone from the pocket of his tight cutoffs and handed it to Nick.
"Take my pic, please."  He held the fish up near his face and flashed a
coquettish smile. Nick snapped the picture and set the phone in the tackle
box.

	Everyone applauded, much to Noah's delight, and Val gave him a big
thumbs up. "That's a beauty all right. Now have Nick show you how to clean
it and put it on the stringer in the water to keep it fresh."

	"Clean it? Am I going to hate this part too?" Noah questioned with
a wrinkled nose and suspicious look.

	"Probably," Nick laughed.

	Nick pulled out a pocket knife and flipped the blade open.  He put
the knife in Noah's right hand. Then he rotated the fish to belly side up
in Noah's left hand. Taking Noah's right hand in his own, Nick guided the
tip of the knife to the crease just under the mouth. Pushing the blade tip
into the flesh and across the bottom of the lip, it emerged out the other
side. With a firm tug, they pulled the knife blade through, opening up the
underside of the fish's throat. Next, Nick guided Noah's hand to the tail
end just in front of the bottom fin. "Poke your tip into the fish's hole
right here," Nick instructed.

	"Ooh, la, la," Noah crooned. "That sounds nasty."

	"Shut up, you sex freak." Nick teased. Then he showed him how to
carefully slice the skin up the center of the belly to about an inch below
the head. "Now grip the side of the head firmly in your left hand and shove
your right thumb deep into its throat going through the slot you cut open
earlier.

	Noah started to gag. "You do it for me." He pushed the slimy fish
toward Nick. "I'm gonna hurl."

	"No way. You have to clean your own fish. It's a rule. Right Val?"

	"Absolutely!" Val yelled off to the side.

	"That's right," Tyne chipped in, "I had to do it and I survived. Oh
and on your first fish, you have to eat the fish guts. It's a tradition."
Val turned away and grinned at Tyne, winking and giving him a concealed
thumbs up.

	Noah actually dry wretched when Tyne said that. Everyone laughed at
him. "I can't do this. You do it for me Nicolito. Please! I'll make it up
to you later on in the tent if you do."

	Nick shook his head firmly. "You can do this. Just shove your thumb
down inside there, pinch it against your pointer finger on the outside of
the belly and pull down hard and all the guts will just come right out. But
don't worry; we won't make you eat them. They're just messing with you
about that."

	With another sudden, dry regurgitation, Noah held the fish away
from his body and nervously stuck his thumb through the slit under the lip
he'd cut open and plunged it deep down into the slimy, throat of his first
fish. Once it was fully enveloped by the warm, slippery flesh of the fish's
throat, Noah's disgust turned to fascination. He pushed it even deeper down
inside until the gills pressed against the edge of his palm. He slid it
back out a bit and then back in. Then he started finger fucking the fish's
throat. "Ooh, la, la," he said. "That feels nice. We should invent
something that replicates that crazy, mo-fo sensation. We'll get fabulously
rich. We can call it the Fishlight."

	"OH MY GOD!" Nick said in mock horror. "You are impossible." He
laughed in spite of his feigned embarrassment. Val dropped to the wet sand,
holding his abs and convulsing in laughter.

	"What? I don't get it. Why is that funny?" Sylvia kept asking.

	Tyne and Dane collapsed against each other and were rocking with
laughter. Noah beamed - quite proud of his little joke. "Just gut the damn
fish you goofy bastard," Nick insisted. Noah pinched and pulled and just as
Nick had promised, the slimy guts slipped free of the body. Noah held them
out, dangling them between his thumb and forefinger. He dangled them toward
Nick's face and teased him. Nick grabbed Noah's wrist and pulled them
away. Then he inspected the entrails and pronounced, "It's a boy."

	"How do you know that?" Noah questioned.

	"Easy. There're no eggs for one thing. And see those things right
there, those are his little testis."

	"Seriously? You freakin' messing with me?"

	"No, for real. Fish have their balls up inside their guts and just
squirt their sperm out that little hole where you started your cutting of
his belly. The sperm swim down through the water over the eggs after the
female lays them and fertilization takes place right there on the rocks of
the streambed."

	"Wow. Marvelous. Well, of course I caught a boy fish, I wouldn't
even be fishing for anything else."

	"Val told me last time we were here that this is a gay
lake. There's nothing but boys in it. Didn't you Val?" Tyne chimed in with
a grin.

	Sylvia looked at Val queerly and Val started to laugh. "I guess I
did say that. That's why I never caught anything and you caught them all
when we were here last. They were only interested in your gay little worm."
Sylvia suppressed a laugh as Tyne pointed over at Val and complimented him
on his quick comeback.

	"So, do you want to eat your fish guts or toss them?" Nick asked.

	"Oh, I'd toss them either way. Trust me, sweet pea," Noah
exclaimed. Then he leaned in and lowered his voice, "How about I toss the
fish balls and suck on yours instead? How's that sound, you big tuna?"

	"We still heard that, Noah," Val said smirking. "You two are out of
control today."

	"Sorrrry," Noah said in a sing-song tone, "I guess it's just all
the excitement of my first fishing trip and anticipation of the big
adventure that still lies ahead." Then he got right up to Nick's ear and
whispered, "No offense to your skills, but that fish gave my thumb one
freakin' awesome blowjob. Think we could catch one big enough to fit my
dick into?"

	Nick cocked his head back and laughed, shaking it side to side and
gave Noah a playful shove. Noah tripped and sprawled out in the lake,
losing hold of his fish. He rolled to his knees and frantically retrieved
the gutted trout. "You naughty dick," Noah squealed, "I'm so getting even
for that little trick. Just you wait." He crawled to the spot where the
stringer chain was held in place by a large rock, ignoring the laughter on
shore, and ordered Nick to come show him how to put it on. Nick obliged
him, still chuckling over Noah's unplanned dip in the cold lake. Nick knelt
and showed Noah how to slip the metal clip through the gill and then close
it like a safety pin. Noah grabbed Nick around the neck in a headlock and
tried to fling him into the chilly lake in revenge. Nick was way too strong
and resisted, making Noah's efforts look comical.

	"Hey! No! My phone!" Nick cried out in mock concern. He fished his
phone from his shorts and tossed it to Val on shore. Then he allowed Noah
to flip him backwards over his outstretched leg and they plunged together
into the water. They playfully wrestled with each other, laughing and
grabbing and dunking each other in the cold, but not freezing, water. "You
still want to skinny dip?" Nick asked when they called a truce.

	"Yeah, baby. It's now or never, cuz I'm definitely not getting back
in this freakin' cold water once I get out. Sylvia, sweetie, close your
eyes if you're embarrassed about seeing a hot naked man cub dipping in the
lake." Noah peeled his wet tank top off and tossed it on the shore. Then he
unabashedly popped the snap on his short shorts, tugged down the zipper and
wiggled them down and off his legs. He stood there in his silky, pale blue,
bikini briefs and grinned like a little kid as he pulled them down and
tossed them ashore as well. He threw both hands into the air and swiveled
his hips to cause his wee, shriveled up dicklet to flop side to
side. "Wheeee! C'mon Nicky, free the little guy with me."

	"Oh my god," Sylvia snorted out, "You look like an eight year
old. Well except for the piercing. Doesn't that hurt?"

	"It's a fashion statement, my little chickadee. And smooth is where
it's at. Right Nicky? Hey Nicky, you gonna join me or not? You're already
all wet. Don't be afraid. It feels awesome - all natural and free." Noah
flopped backwards, splashing into the water and started doing the
backstroke.

	Nick smirked and shook his head, peering over at Sylvia.

	"Don't be shy on my account. What the heck; if everyone goes in,
I'll even join you." Val's eyes popped and he twisted to stare at
her. "What?" She asked with a shrug, "I'm just one of the guys on this
trip, remember? That was the rule we set, right?"

	"Wow," was all Val could come up with.

	"Cool. I'm in too then," Dane exclaimed. "You only live once,
right?" In truth, Dane was hoping to end up in a mass wrestling match with
the other guys and was especially anxious to get naked and do a little
groping with Tyne, and admittedly to see Val and Nick naked again. He'd
seen glimpses of them in the locker room before, but the possibility of
wrestling and grabbing each other's goodies in the water was actually
getting him a little boned.

	"Not me. There are still other campers up there," Tyne said in
opposition. "What's wrong with you guys? Besides, a ranger could show
up. Didn't you read the sign with the rules on it? No nudity is allowed."

	"Loosen up Tyne. They were all packing up to leave. No one's coming
down here," Val responded. "And if they do, we'll just warn them and
they'll turn around. What're they gonna do anyway? I'm in too if everyone
else is going. Like Dane said, you only live one F'n time. Might as well
get the full ride." Val sat up and untied the drawstring of his white nylon
shorts and pulled them off. He followed by pulling his Popeye boxers down
and off in one quick motion. He'd already pulled his shoes and socks off
after getting them wet from wading in for his fish. Letting out a whoop,
worthy of a Comanche war party, he sprinted into the cold water, dick and
balls flopping about, dove in head first, and began swimming.

	"Okay," Sylvia said, "I guess I gotta go too, now." She tore off
her clothes and ran to the water with her lily white tits bouncing across
her chest. When she got knee deep, she stopped and shrieked. "That's
soooooo cold!" Then she redoubled her courage and forced her way in above
her waist. "My crotch is the hardest part." She crossed her arms and
covered her breasts with her hands and shivered.

	"No, it's not," Dane said, "My crotch is the hardest part. Oh boy,
here goes. No one laugh." He pulled his boxers off and exposed his erection
which he quickly covered back up with both hands. Of course, everyone
laughed and Sylvia covered her eyes with one hand and spread her other hand
and arm across her naked chest crying out, "That's going too far. Now I am
embarrassed. Tyne was right, this is nuts."

	"No, pussycat, these are nuts." Noah stood up and spread his legs
and pointed to the place his clean shaven nut sac should have
been. "Aaaahh!!" Noah screamed. "My nuts are gone! Oh my god, my boy bits
shriveled up and disappeared. No wonder those little boy fishies keep their
goodies up inside their bodies."

	Nick laughed like crazy. "They really have disappeared. Woody's got
no balls." Everyone was laughing now, even Tyne, although he was still
mortified at the thought of someone catching them doing what they were
doing. Nick said, "All right, my turn. Get ready to be amazed. He pulled
his wet clothing off and rolled it into a large, wet ball then gave it a
double handed basketball pass to Tyne. "Set those on the rock for me so
they don't get all sandy, please." Everyone stared at his handsome,
athletic build and naked body as he turned and charged at Noah. Nick was
also barren of any pubic hair and it was way stranger to witness than
Noah's baldness. Nick was much larger and it looked odd for something that
size to be hairless. Nick wrapped Noah up in his arms and pulled him
under. They came up laughing and splashing each other.

	"Nicky," Noah said in a suspicious, playful tone as he reexamined
his hairless crotch, "Did you bite my balls off?"

	"Yeah, baby. I confess. I did it. Tasted like chicken." Then Nick
cracked up and tackled Noah, saying, "Now I'm in the mood for chicken
sausage." Noah shrieked and clasped both hands over his goodies as Nick
wrapped him up and dunked him again.

	Dane, still covering his erection, ran in and gasped as his large
balls hit the chilly water. He pushed on until his telescope was fully
submerged and then he turned and started swimming out near the deeper area
where Val was floating at.

	"C'mon Tyne, don't be a baby. Join us." Nick called. The others
cheered him on. He stood resolute and shook his head emphatically, no.

	"Someone's got to be responsible here to bail all you guys out of
jail if the ranger shows up and arrests your naked asses," Tyne said.

	"Oooh, oooh, oooh, if it involves getting handcuffed to Nick,
naked, I won't mind a bit," Noah said goosing his lover boy and quickly
swimming away. After a little more chiding, they gave up and all started
splashing each other and laughing together. Sylvia quickly overcame her
discomfort in being the only girl, loosened up, and ignored her flopping
breasts as she played along. Skinny dipping with four good looking guys was
getting her wet on the inside as well as the outside. To her and Dane's
delight, the splashing turned into good natured wrestling and dunking and
Dane's stiff dick rubbed and bumped against the other bodies, even Sylvia's
occasionally. Dane was way disappointed that Tyne wouldn't join in. He was
the one he really wanted to wrestle with and rub up against. All the
physical activity helped overcome the cold water temperature.

	Noah pulled everyone together and whispered something that they all
nodded agreement to. Without warning, the group turned toward shore and
rushed naked, bouncing, and dripping toward Tyne. Before he realized what
was up, it was too late to flee. They pounced on him. Nick held him around
the middle as Sylvia pulled his shoes and socks off. Dane struggled but
managed to get his shirt off, with a little tickling to aid in the
effort. Val, meanwhile, worked on the snap and zipper of his pants and
pulled them free of his kicking legs. Noah did the final honors and pulled
Tyne's plain white boxers free of his naked loins. Then each guy took a leg
or an arm and carried a squirming, shrieking Tyne down into the lake where
they swung him back and forth like a hammock between two trees. On the
count of three, they tossed him high into the air and he sprawled out, legs
and arms flailing, with his dick and balls dangling, until he splashed into
the cold mountain lake. He came up sputtering and cussing, but then he
started to laugh. He attacked Val first and dunked him, followed by Noah
and Nick and then Dane. While Dane was under the water, Tyne grabbed Dane's
still partially erect boner and squeezed it with a nod and a wink. He
didn't dare touch Sylvia's naked body and she didn't mind being excluded at
all. They rabble roused a bit longer until Nick wrapped himself around Noah
and said, "Let's go to the tent and warm each other up."

	Almost simultaneously, Val and Tyne got nibbles on their
hooks. They rushed, still naked, from the lake and each grabbed their
poles, holding them in anxious anticipation. The little tugs came again and
they both jerked to set the hooks. They pulled and pumped until their
frenetic efforts resulted in a mutually successful result. Simultaneously,
they pulled out a nice pair of cutthroat trout, worthy of holding onto for
dinner. They held the flopping fish firmly in their hands and celebrated
together as the others looked on. Sylvia clapped and cheered and then
planted a kiss on Val's cheek. He returned the favor with a nice long one
on the lips as she pressed her naked body against his. Dane hugged Tyne and
complimented him on the nice catch. His overactive boner had at last
subsided.

	Val and Tyne started cleaning their fish. Val remained comfortably
naked, showing off his gorgeous physique and Tyne took the opportunity to
stay naked next to Val while they finished up the fish. Then, Tyne strung
the fish on the line and pulled on his boxers. Dane put his boxers back on
as well and even pulled his shirt and pants back on. Nick was holding Noah
tightly as they shivered together in the slight breeze drifting off the
lake. Then Nick's rod bent sharply. The fish were definitely starting to
bite. He rushed to it and quickly and easily pulled in another brightly
colored rainbow trout, which gave very little resistance. It wasn't the
largest of the bunch but it was definitely the most colorful. Val offered
to clean Nick's fish for him so the two impromptu swimmers could go get dry
clothes on. They were all chilled and freezing, but Noah was shaking so
badly at this point he looked like he was having a seizure. The rest
decided to head on back to camp since the four fish would be adequate for
the evening's dinner of fish tacos.  Dane was the advance scout since he
was the most fully dressed of the group and didn't have a fish to worry
about. He walked to the rise in the road and then waved the all clear
sign. The other campers had all left and they were now alone at Mother Lode
Lake. The impromptu, teenage nudists made their way back to the tents for
dry clothes and to start dinner.

	By the time that Nick and Noah emerged from their tent with dry
clothing on, the fish were almost ready to eat. Sylvia had taken over the
cooking with Val's help and had an array of condiments and flour tortillas
laid out on a fold up table near the tailgate of the truck. Tyne and Dane
set out folding chairs around a campfire that Tyne had successfully started
all on his own. He basked in the unanimous praise of the others over
it. "Geez, what took you so long?" Tyne asked Nick and Noah, then
immediately added, "Wait! Don't answer that. We don't really wanna know,
I'm sure."

	Everyone chuckled as they pulled the tin foil packets of fish from
the coals and spread them open. They all put chunks of hot, pinkish grey
trout into their tortillas and adorned them to their own personal liking
with a variety of salsa's, onions, cilantro and other fixings. "Uh uh uh,"
Sylvia clucked, "go easy on those beans, big boy. I'm sharing a tent with
you tonight, remember?" Val chuckled politely but Tyne frowned. That
reminder darkened his lightened mood. They found their places around the
fire and ate their fill of the fresh fish tacos, which were delicious. They
chatted as teens do about various topics - schoolmates, teachers, sports,
fashion, and music. When they were done, everyone pitched in to clean up.
Val guessed there was maybe two more hours of light left.

	"Hey look," Val called and pointed across the lake. There was a
black bear coming down for a drink.

	"Whoa," they all called in unison. "Cool."

	"I think that's my bear. I bet it is. The one I came across when we
were here before." He nodded at Tyne.

	"I hope he stays out of camp. He wouldn't try to come eat us, would
he?" Noah asked nervously."

	"Nah, but we have to be careful not to have any food or other
smellables in our tents that might attract him. We need to bury our scraps
way outside of camp and seal everything else up tight and lock it in the
truck cab."

	"Umm," Noah began and then hesitated. "Umm."

	"What? Spit it out. Since when are you afraid to say something?"
Nick asked.

	"Well, umm, would the bear be attracted to ... umm...."

	"DUDE! What?"

	"Oh all right. Would the bear be attracted to strawberry flavored
lube?" Everyone hid their faces in their hands and shook with suppressed
laughter - not so much from what he said but from the horribly distressed
look on his face. Nick just shook his head, sorry he'd pressed Noah to
blurt that out.

	"Only if he's gay," Val finally said. "So you're probably
safe. Besides, once he sees what it's spread on, he won't think it's worth
the effort - scarcely even an appetizer for him."

	"Ugh. Now I'm offended. Maybe I'll just sneak over to your tent
tonight and spread some of it on your big sausage. Then we'll see how funny
it is when big ol' bear turns you from a he-bear into a she-bear with one
gnarly bite."

	"Nah, I'm not worried. Mr. Bear'd take one look at what I'm packing
and run off in fear. He'd worry it would stick in his throat and choke
him."

	"OOHHHH!" the others all crooned. Then Dane added, "I can testify
that he's not just bragging. That's all fact. I've seen that monster in the
locker room and nobody else comes close to it in there. I'm sorta surprised
Val can stand upright with the weight of that thing."

	Nick leaned over and whispered in Noah's ear, "Val's dick is so
long, he can actually get a blow job at the same time he fucks ya." Noah
tittered and stole a smooch since Nick's face was so close to his.

	Val felt his face flush, knowing Nick had shared some nasty bit of
humor about him and his long dick. "NEW topic guys. There's a lady
present."

	"Hey," Tyne chimed in, "she said she just wanted to be one of the
guys on this trip, remember?"

	"That's right," Sylvia agreed, "don't be embarrassed because I'm
here. I can hang with all you guys."  The guys all snickered and she
clarified, "Wait. That didn't come out right. I didn't mean I could hang
with you, what I meant was, I can hold my own."

	"No you can't!" Noah sputtered. "There's nothing there to hold."
Then all the guys rocked with laughter again.

	Sylvia blushed but laughed with them and when they started to
settle down, she said, "Okay, okay. I've got one for you. Val's penis is so
long, he ran the three legged race at the Easter picnic all by himself."

	"Ohh, good one actually. Kudos to the lady," Nick said. "Okay, not
to be outdone - Val's dick is so big, even when he ejaculates prematurely,
it still takes 90 minutes."

	"No, I heard it's so big, that it's been knighted by the Queen of
England," Dane added.

	"Well," said Noah, "all I know is that if Val had been a knight in
medieval times, he could have jousted without a lance." Everyone laughed a
bit at that one but the joke was wearing thin.

	"Okay, okay, I think you pretty much killed it," Val grunted.

	"Yeah, we really did kill it," Tyne agreed, but unable to resist,
he blurted out while unsuccessfully stifling a laugh, "But it took an
elephant gun to get the job done."

	Noah got suddenly serious and turned to Sylvia, "So tell me, is it
REALLY true that size doesn't matter to girls?"

	Sylvia shot right back without giving it adequate thought, "I have
no idea, ask me in the morning." There was an audible gasp around the
circle. Sylvia wanted the comment back as soon as it left her lips. She
clapped her hand over her mouth.

	In an irritated tone, Val said, "All right, that's F'n enough!
Let's finish cleaning up." He stood and dumped his paper goods into the
fire and went to clean up the condiment table. Everyone else started to
help out in awkward silence.

	They finished cleaning up and putting things away and Val walked
way outside of camp in the opposite direction of where Nick and Noah's tent
was and buried what scraps couldn't be burned.

	"Tyne, let's go for a ride on the quads." Val had stood both his
and Nick's quad on their ends so that they could both fit in his truck
bed. He'd been forced to leave the tailgate down to manage it. They had
unloaded the quads before they'd gone fishing so they only had to gas them
up and get helmets on. Tyne jumped at the chance to go riding, especially
since he could go with Val. They started them up and everyone waved as they
pulled around the truck and headed up the road.

	Val led and Tyne followed on Nick's quad. It was similar to Val's
Banshee but not as big and powerful and so it was easier to control. Up the
road, Val turned and headed north. Then he cut over on a sparsely traveled
road and cut up along the creek that flowed into the lake. The same creek
the two boys had hiked before. At one point, they kind of had to forge
their own trail as they made their way upstream. Twice, Val drove down into
the water and crossed the creek and Tyne followed. On the second crossing,
the quads dropped into a two foot hole and Val had to power through it. He
turned to wave Tyne off but it was too late. Tyne had already started and
was committed to following Val. "Gas it when you drop into the hole so you
can get back out," Val yelled. Tyne only caught the "gas it" part and did
so. The water splashed up over the foot rests and nearly up to his knees,
soaking his jeans. Tyne handled it well, not panicking in the least, and
expertly maneuvered Nick's machine through the hole and back up out of the
creek bed. The rear wheels kicked left then right as he powered up over the
loose rocks in the bed of the creek but Tyne instinctively shifted his
weight to compensate and maintain traction. The ride was a challenge for
Tyne's beginner level skills, but he managed it admirably. He took to
riding the quad like a natural.

	Tyne sensed they were coming closer to their fateful hot
spring. Sure enough, right after he had that thought, Val dropped back into
the creek and drove upstream around a thicket of brush along the side of
the creek that hung partly out over the water. On the other side was the
clearing and Val pulled out into it, circled the small round hot spring and
came to a stop under the trees they had huddled under in the nude during
the freezing hailstorm back in February. Tyne pulled up next to him,
stopped and shut the quad off. They pulled their helmets free of their
matted hair and set them over the handlebars.

	"Well, here we are again," Tyne stated. "My feet are freezing from
driving through the creek. It was sure fun though."

	"Yeah. You're amazing on the quad. You handled it like a pro."

	"Thanks. I LOVE riding! Should we head back or explore some more?"

	Val pulled the backpack off his shoulders that he'd brought along
and said, "Not yet. Let's go sit in the hot spring first. I brought some
towels and something else."

	Tyne grinned at him and though he worried that it wasn't really a
good idea, relented. "You planned this all along," Tyne said smirking. Val
literally sprung from his Banshee and pulled Tyne to the edge of the steamy
spring. He plopped down and pulled his shoes and wet socks off and then
stood and finished stripping. Tyne followed but at a slower pace. Once
naked, Val stepped down onto the rock ledge and then further down into the
pool, immersing himself to his broad chest. Tyne hooked his fingers into
his waistband and pulled his boxers off, once more exposing his naked body
to Val's appreciative stare. Taking Val's hand, he carefully stepped down
into the small pool. Val didn't release Tyne's hand once he was in, but
rather, he pulled Tyne in close and embraced him, pressing their naked
flesh against each other. Tyne began to melt and Val immediately stiffened
against Tyne's stomach. That caused an identical reaction for Tyne. They
stood for several minutes holding each other tightly, basking in the warmth
of the bubbling spring and the inner warmth of being together.

	Val separated a bit and looked deeply, seriously, into Tyne's
sparkling blue-greens and said, "Tyne, I think I'm in love with you."

	Tyne's heart pounded loudly and tears welled up. "Oh Val. I've
wanted to hear those words from you for so long, but it's not that
easy. It's just so complicated."

	"I know it. Look, I know I was a stupid dick lying to you and then
going with Sylvia. I told you I'm sorry and I really am. I wish I could go
back and change it but I can't. I have to admit, I like Sylvia. If it
wasn't for you, I'd be banging her every chance we could get. But I can't
because of you."

	Tyne was stunned by Val's words. He didn't always understand the
way the big jock thought. "Well, I'm sorry I've gotten in your way," he
finally muttered. "Maybe we should head back now."

	"What? No. Shit, I did it again. I didn't mean it like that. It's
just so F'n messed up. Let's just start over. I brought something." Val
unzipped the backpack and pulled out two peach flavored wine coolers. He
twisted one open and handed it to Tyne. Opening his, Val held it out and
said, "Let's drink to a new beginning." Tyne reluctantly clinked the neck
of his bottle against Val's and they took a swig.

	"Hmm," Tyne said, "wine coolers. I don't think your dad would
approve. He thinks real men only drink beer." They chuckled a bit over that
before Tyne got serious again. "Val. You know I love you. I have tried
really hard to not love you because of the whole Sylvia thing and well, to
be honest, for your sake. I mean we have to be realistic here. We have to
use our heads and not just our hearts, okay? You say you love me and I
believe you. I can tell it from how you act around me. I love you also,
that's a given. But there's more to consider here. There are some no
solution elements to this equation." Tyne took another long swig of the
sweetened cooler.

	"Like?"

	"Like being practical. You're a big hot basketball stud and I'm a
geek. We live in different worlds, Val. I'll be going off to some ivy
league uni after escaping fucking Hartsdale High and you'll pursue your
dream of owning an auto body shop. Then there's your family, especially
your dad. You guys have this great relationship and I'm not willing to be
the reason that gets destroyed. You need to be fucking Sylvia, drinking
Budweiser, and hanging out together on Saturday nights. You need to be
going four wheeling to a picnic spot and doing the church thing with her. I
get in the way of all that. I love you, I won't deny it. But I love you
enough not to mess up your perfect life over doing sex stuff together with
me. Let's be good friends, knowing that we love each other will be
enough. Years from now, we'll both look back fondly on our friendship and
know we made the right decision. Name your first kid after me or
something."

	Val's countenance fell and he set his wine cooler on the edge of
the pool. Tears trickled down his face. "I guess. It doesn't seem like my
life is so perfect though. You and Nick and Noah got it easy."

	"Easy? How?" Tyne asked incredulous.

	"You're not all mixed up. You're gay and you know it. You can just
be who you are."

	"Well being gay isn't all that easy. Be careful what you wish
for. Don't get me wrong, I'm totally comfortable with it, but there have
been plenty of times I just wish I didn't have the issues that come with it
- like now, for instance, with this thing between us. Look, Val, you know
just as well as I do that this is the best course of action. Kiss me
goodbye and release me like you did with that first little fish you caught
and then let's go back."

	"Okay. I guess. God, I HATE this. I love you. Why can't I be
allowed to love you?" Val cried out.

	"Because you're not one of us. You've got options. Can you honestly
look me in the eye and say that you will never resent not being with a
woman? Can you be okay with not having kids of your own? If your dad
freaked out and disowned you, would you not resent me over it? Even if you
think you could, I doubt it. I'm not willing to risk it. I couldn't live
with it."

	"What if I'm not afraid? What if I'm willing to take the risk?"
Almost in response a bear growled. Val and Tyne turned and stared in
shocked surprise. The large black bear stood not ten yards away staring at
them. "Holy shit," Val said. "I wonder what he's thinking."

	"He's thinking if he should eat us now or let us simmer a little
longer, that's what he's thinking," Tyne stammered as he grabbed Val and
clutched him tightly in fear for their lives. "What sh-sh-should we do?"

	"Stay calm and deal with it head on. Show him that you're not
afraid of him. Make him think we're united in fighting him and that we're
not worth the effort." Val raised his arms and shouted. "Go away you big
freak. Go get your own guy to be with. This one's mine."

	Tyne released his grip on Val and waved his arms around crying out,
"Yeah, go on, get out of here you monster."

	The bear let out a low grumble and shook his head from side to
side. Slowly, he turned and lumbered off. When he was gone, Tyne dropped
his arms and collapsed back onto the rock ledge. "That was so scary. You
think he's really gone, right? He's not just like waiting behind the bushes
for us, is he?"

	"Nah, if he wanted us for dinner, he would have attacked us. He was
probably just curious about us and what we're doing here in his territory."

	"Well, we should probably get going, in case he changes his mind,"
Tyne suggested and stood up.

	"Wait. What we talked about before the bear showed up? I guess I
get it. Everything you said is true, I guess, but it doesn't change how
much I really want you and as more than just friends. I know you said you
love me too, but I guess you and Dane are together now and you probably
don't want to mess that up and I totally get that. I hate it, but I get it
and I deserve it. I just want you to know that I never did anything with
Sylvia. I started to, but I couldn't go through with it. I kept thinking
about you. I just needed to say that, is all." Val's voice trailed off at
the end.

	"Okay. Thanks for that. For the record, Dane and I played around
some too, but we never went all the way with each other. I like Dane a lot,
but I don't love him. He's cool. Everyone says I should just be totally
with him and forget about you, but I can't. Maybe now that we're officially
just friends it will be easier for both of us, you know?"

	"Yeah, maybe so." There was a long pause as both wanted to say
more, but didn't quite know how. "It's for the best, like you said, I
guess."

	"Yeah. It's definitely for the best - for everyone involved."

	"Then why do I feel like bear shit?"

	"I know, me too. It's hard. But life's full of hard things like my
dad dying and my mom working all the time. And for you, crashing your truck
and your head injury was awful. We just have to suck it up and move on when
shit happens. Like being brave and facing down a bear. C'mon let's go
before he comes back."

	Tyne stood up on the ledge as Val took hold of his leg and turned
him around, then reached for his hand and pulled him down into a sitting
position. Val moved up and between Tyne's legs. "Before we go our separate
ways, I still owe you something." Val leaned in and drew Tyne's flaccid
member into his mouth and swirled his tongue over the soft flesh.

	"Val, I don't think this is a good idea." Tyne squeezed his thighs
against Val's cheeks and pulled his hips back away a bit and added, "And
you don't owe me anything."

	Val looked up into Tyne's eyes with a pitiful, pleading look. "Yes,
I do. From the time you did this for me in the hospital when I needed it
badly. For all you've taught me and given me - for your friendship and your
love. For believing in me when I didn't believe in myself. Please let
me. Even if you don't really need it, I need to do it with you. If we can't
be together like I've dreamt, I at least need this one special memory and
to feel like I repaid some of the kindness. I desperately need and want
this experience with you to remember for the rest of my life. Please. Let
me give you this."

	The forlorn look was overwhelming. Tyne didn't respond, but he did
slowly spread his legs and slide forward. Val pulled both towels from the
backpack and thoughtfully draped them over Tyne's shoulders then leaned
back into his crotch and suckled on his small, tender balls. The warmth of
Val's mouth was soothing on Tyne's chilled, retracted balls and though
rather uncertain about his feelings over it, Tyne decided to just go with
it and try to enjoy the experience. It would be a last gift to this guy he
loved but couldn't have. Val was to be just one more loss in a life that
had been so full of losses.

	Val slithered his tongue up the full length of Tyne's erect penis
and kissed the tip. He pulled it downward with his finger and stared at it
longingly as though trying to etch the image into his memory for safe
keeping. Tyne shivered. Val pulled the towels from his shoulders and pulled
him down onto the rock shelf. He situated Tyne so that he was resting on
his elbows while Val placed a large hand under each of Tyne's ass cheeks
and lifted his midsection up to the surface of the hot spring water so that
his erection and balls just emerged. Val dropped down in the water and Tyne
draped his legs over Val's shoulders while Val plunged his mouth over the
enticing little fish head, past the gills and down the body until it was
fully engulfed. Being now fully submerged in the hot spring and fully
consumed within his love's soft, warm mouth, Tyne completely relaxed and
fell into a blissful euphoria. Peace, joy and fulfillment overwhelmed
him. For this moment, he could pretend that Val was his and could be his
forever.

	Immediately, as Val began his slow, rhythmic motions over Tyne's
precious male member, Tyne began feeling the stirrings of an impending
orgasm. The hot spring water enhanced the experience and soon Tyne was able
to experience pleasurable erotic sensations in every part of his body. All
he had to do was concentrate on his toes or his neck or his quivering anus
and the sensual sensations would be there. Slowly they built, growing ever
stronger until the anticipation was beyond his ability to suppress any
longer. He cried out in one guttural explosive scream as the head of his
dick expanded to its maximum capacity and a pyrotechnic display of nerves
exploded within it. Blast after blast of hot cum frantically burst through
his engorged head and into Val's beckoning mouth.

	Val moaned in pleasure as his fantasy played out. He was taking
Tyne into his body and soul. He struggled to record each sensation - the
taste of Tyne's dick, the wet matted pubes against his nose, the tangy
sweetness of the warm cum, and especially the tensing and expanding dick in
his mouth, quivering against his tongue. Every aspect of it was
wonderful. Val thought for a moment he was going to shoot his own wad of
cum into the steaming hot water from the sheer intensity of the experience.

	Having crested, Tyne struggled to keep his head up out of the
water. As he began to soften, Val uncoupled his mouth and allowed Tyne to
bring his legs back off his shoulders and then pulled Tyne into a warm
embrace. They held each other, speechless, both of them crying. After a
long embrace, Val leaned down and kissed Tyne. "Thank you. I'll love you
forever and I'll never forget this moment. Not ever."

	Tyne could not speak. He wanted to shout that everything he'd said
about how they could never work was wrong. He wanted to take it all
back. He wanted to take the risk. But he could not find his voice. They
kissed with wild abandon until Val reluctantly whispered in Tyne's ear. "I
hate to say this, but we do have to go now."

	"I know. Thank you, Val. That was wonderful. I'll cherish it
forever. But it must never happen again. I can't deal with it."

	"I know. I get it, too. I F'n hate it, but I get it. Come on. Take
my hand." Val stepped up and lifted Tyne to the rock shelf and then out of
the pool. He wrapped him in a towel and then dried himself with the other
one. The shadows were long and they needed to hurry. They dressed and made
their way carefully back downstream to the camp.

	Waiting for Val and Tyne to return from riding the quads, Noah was
getting antsy, even more antsy than usual for him and he was dancing around
the campfire until he couldn't stand it anymore. He could hardly wait for
the sun to set behind the tall pine trees to make it dark enough for
everybody to pair off and head into their tents. Finally, the second the
last of the sun dipped behind the tallest tree, and unable to wait a second
longer, he grabbed Nick's hand and pulled him up and off the fallen log he
was sitting on. He and Dane were sitting there talking about some
basketball nonsense while Sylvia scurried around cleaning up the camp. Noah
yanked Nick off towards their tent under the trees across the small
meadow. All worries about marauding bears had been quickly forgotten.

	"What's the hurry, Woody? Val and Tyne aren't even back yet," Nick
said, practically flying halfway across the wide and dusty
campsite. "Besides, it's still early yet. I want to make us some
S'mores. That's the best part of camping." Suddenly, Noah stopped pulling
and Nick ran straight into him, practically making both of them fall over
in the dirt. Dane saw them and had to cover his mouth not to let out a
laugh. "What now? Why did you stop like that?"

	"Listen," Noah said. Just then, they heard the quiet drone of the
quads off in the distance, and knew that Val and Tyne were on their way
back. Crazed with lust, Noah couldn't care less what his best bud had been
doing. He had his own hot-jock boy-toy on his mind. He was relieved that
they were safely returning though. He grabbed Nick's hand and started
pulling him again towards the tent.

	"Nicky, you can see your big-boyo tomorrow and we can have S'mores
for breakfast, if it's so important. I promise. And besides, Tyne and Val
are big boys now, and obviously, they found their way back here no
problem. Who knows what they were doing, or who or what they're gonna be
doing tonight. My guess is that Tyne got Val all hot and bothered and he's
gonna fuck Sylvia six ways to Sunday with whipped cream on top. I don't
need to tell you about the cherry, right? We might not even get to sleep
for all the noise she's gonna make," Noah practically sang out the last
word, bending over and sticking his ass in the air while trying to pull
Nick closer to their tent "But not our problem, pussycat. Anyway, I've
waited long enough and my butt is twitching like a death row inmate about
to get his last meal of an In-n-Out Double-Double Animal Style before he
meets his maker. I want you to make out with me for real this time - up the
butt and all the way home. It's about time, Nicolito, don't you think? It's
the big show, without the audience, clowns and animals of course. Well,
maybe the animals depending how loud I get. You and me, baby. Crack that
bat and hit a friggin' home run, okay? No parents or neighbors around for
miles and we can be as freakin' loud as we want. Know what I'm saying?"
Noah said this much too loudly, as he kept dragging Nick farther away from
the glow of the campfire, making Dane snicker again and Sylvia just shake
her head. Those two knew exactly what the two high school boys were going
to do and secretly wondered if they were going to get to do that tonight,
too.

	Nick smiled and pulled Noah to a stop. "I'm all in Woody, babe. At
least I hope I will be later on. But listen, we got all night. Let's just
hang by the fire a little while longer now that Val and Tyne are headed
back. C'mon. They're our best friends and it's kind of lame to go dissin'
them. Please? Patience is a virtue, you know."

	"Right. And virtue is a grace. So eat your freaking s'mores and
come sit on my face," Noah said with pouty lip and a little wink.

	Nick just smiled, kissed him, and walked arm around waist back to
the fireside group. Noah grabbed a roasting stick and stuck two
marshmallows on it. The sooner he got his boy filled with S'mores the
sooner he could get on with the sex he was so desperate for.

	Val and Tyne returned just after dark with their headlights showing
the path. They had to travel fairly slowly in order to see their way. The
other four campers were relieved to see their lights and hear their
engines. When Val and Tyne arrived back at camp, they shut their quads off
and pulled their helmets free of their ears. Sylvia scolded them, "We were
getting very worried about you two. Why were you gone so long? Why is your
hair so wet?"

	"Sorry that we worried you guys," Val apologized. "We rode up to
this hot spring we found last time we were here and we decided to take
advantage of it. We kind of let time get away from us."

	"Not only that, but that bear we saw, or another one like it,
showed up and we had to wave and yell at it to make him go away. I
practically shit my pants except I wasn't wearing any at the time. I felt
like we were stew meat boiling in the hot spring until the bear decided we
were done enough to eat. It was so scary!!"

	"It was kind of scary, but Tyne handled it like a pro
outdoorsman. He didn't panic and after we yelled at the bear, he just
wandered off. I swear it's the same bear we saw earlier and that I saw when
we were here last February. Bears are very territorial. He doesn't seem
aggressive really. It's almost like he's checking us out," Val
added. "Anyway, we're back safe and sound. I'm ready for S'mores. Looks
like Noah's already started on them."

	They climbed off the quads and hung the helmets on the
handlebars. Val laid the towels they had used over the back of a couple of
chairs near the fire to dry. Sylvia broke out the graham crackers, more
marshmallows and chocolate bars and they all joined Noah in roasting some
mallows to make the S'mores with.  As the marshmallows puffed up and turned
a golden brown, they set a square of chocolate bar on a cracker and then
pressed the gooey marshmallow against it while squishing it all together
using another cracker on top. "Mmmm, so good!" exclaimed Val as he sunk his
teeth into the gooey, sweet concoction. It was a camping staple for his
family. While they roasted and ate their S'mores, the five of them chatted
over a myriad of mundane topics and discussed ideas for the following day's
activities. Fishing and riding the quads was included, of course, but they
all wanted to go check out the ghost town as well. Sylvia insisted that Val
take her for a dip in the hot spring and Val agreed, albeit a bit
reluctantly. In spite of avoiding overt sexual connotations in their
conversation, there hung a certain sexual undertone in the banter. Everyone
knew Nick and Noah were headed for a night of wild, uninhibited sex, but
the rest of them were dancing around the idea.

	They chatted some thirty minutes about this and that when suddenly,
Noah busted up laughing for no apparent reason.

	"What's so funny?" Tyne asked. "You're so weird tonight."

	"You guys have to hear this! This is absolutely precious. So last
night at Whole Paycheck, Lizzy's creepy sister started telling us in the
back room about her sister and Lukas getting it on. Apparently, Lukas is
some kind of masochistic sex freak because he put some kind of messed up
coating on the rubber he used to fuck Lizzy with. Whatever it was he used
on her was like super hot and started burning Lizzy's nasty twat like she
was on fire or something. The big dumb asshole was actually fucking her in
her parents' bed while the rest of the family was downstairs watching TV
and Lizzy started screaming her bitchin' head off. Lukas panicked and held
a pillow over her face to try and shut her up and when her old man came
running in and found him fucking his screaming daughter and appearing like
he was trying to smother her, he grabbed a chair and smacked Lukas over the
back of the head with it. He put him in the hospital with a ... get ready
for it ... concussion induced coma."

	Dane slowly looked over at Tyne. Tyne shrugged. "Wow, that Lukas is
such an asshole," Tyne said and looked away.

	"Yeah," Dane agreed. "I WONDER what Lukas could have put on his
condom that freaked Lizzy out like that?"

	"No telling," Tyne said, smirking. He stared back into the coals of
the fire pit.

	"I guess at first they were going to charge Lukas with rape, but
Lizzy had bragged to a bunch of her Catholic school friends that she was
giving it up to Lukas and even that they planned to do it in her parents'
bed, so she backed off that lie and since there was no permanent damage
done by whatever he used on her, he's not in any trouble with the law. But
he's done with Lizzy and probably basketball too, just like you." Noah
nodded toward Val.

	"I hate him, but I wouldn't wish that on him," Val muttered.

	"That's awful," Sylvia said. "Sex should be loving and joyful
between two people. Not disgusting and hurtful like that." She draped her
arms over Val's shoulders from behind and began slowly caressing his strong
chest and planting kisses on his neck. "I'm a little tired already. What
d'ya say we go crawl in the tent together?"

	"Not yet, k?" Val responded. "Let's enjoy the fire a bit longer."

	Once they had their fill of S'mores and the conversation was
slowing down after Noah's story about Lizzy and Lukas that no one could
match, let alone top, Nick and Noah announced they were headed off to their
tent. "Sweet dreams, you guys," Tyne said with a wry smirk.

	"Oh you know it baby, you know it," Noah said. Then turning
partially back toward the group at the fire ring, he grinned and asked "You
did say 'SWEET CREAMS' didn't you?"

	"Ewww. You are a hot mess, dude," Val said.

	"Not yet I'm not, that comes later, right Nicky boy?" Noah slapped
Nick's ass and they took off running toward their tent. They heard Nick say
as he pulled his sweatshirt off without missing a step, "Last one naked has
to be the bottom." That set the whole group off into fits of laughter and
Sylvia shuddered.

	"We do not need that image in our heads." Val called out. "Go have
your freaky fun but try and keep it down so the rest of us can get some
sleep, all right?"

	"Weird," Sylvia said. "So weird."

	"Speaking of bottoms," Dane started saying and everyone immediately
looked away from the glowing coals directly at him in somewhat surprised
expectation of where he was about to go with that. Tyne was especially
interested. Without paying much attention to their reaction, he continued,
"The poor triplets all have horrible diaper rashes because my sister bought
this different kind of lotion and it seems like it aggravated their skin
and the poor little kidlets kick their little legs and cry like crazy when
they wet their diapers.

	"Dane. Dane! Not now with the triplets, okay?" Tyne begged. He was
not in the mood for a long diatribe on diaper rash. Dane stopped and
hunched a bit staring down at the coals and feeling awkward.

	Across the meadow, Noah was standing outside the tent, naked, boned
and dripping precum."Okay, okay, slow down, my little pocket-rocket. Let's
make it last. I was just joking about the last one naked has to be the
bottom thing. We've got all night. And yeah, I'm just as excited as you
are, but I want to take it slow and make it extra special good, something
that we'll remember forever," Nick said not nearly as loud, as they reached
the front zipper of their tent. "Super-sexy and out of this world. Not like
the skanks I fucked when I could get it."

	"Nicky, that's just so gross. Don't talk about that."

	"I know, but it's true. Girls are easy and it was sorta expected of
me, being a jock and all. I had no idea what I really wanted before I met
you." Nick said the last part shyly under his breath, and reached out with
one hand and cupped Noah's cheek. "I want you so much. I love you."

	"Oh, Nicky, I could just eat you up," Noah said, as he wrapped his
arms around his boyfriend. They moved in for a long and tender kiss, not
caring who was watching. Apparently, that was all of the persuading Nick
needed, because when he broke off the kiss and let go of Noah, he motioned
to the tent and said, "After you, Woody."

	"Don't mind if I do," he said and started to go into the tent. But
then he stopped abruptly again, when he suddenly got apprehensive. "You
still sure you want to do this? I mean, we can do it at home if you're not
ready. I know I can be overbearing sometimes, at least Tyne tells me I can,
and I don't want you to do this just because you feel pressured into it by
me. I want you to really want it and be ready for this big step in our
relationship."

	"Oh, yeah I'm ready. I want to show you how much I love you,
Noah. And I've got a surprise for you, too. Actually, a couple of ones,"
Nick said as he guided Noah into the tent.

	"You do?" Noah was all smiles again. "Goodie! I can hardly wait!
But I've got one for you, too, big boy. Bet you've never slept in a tent
that looks like this," he said as Nick crawled with him into the tent. Noah
had snuck away earlier while the others were still talking after eating the
fish they'd caught, and had setup the inside of the tent as only Noah could
do. The sleeping bags had been rolled out one on top of the other so the
boys could spoon, and Noah's favorite pillows were bunched up at the
top. He'd set up a few low-light LED lanterns that he got at the discount
store, and because he hated the light they put off, he casually draped some
of his favorite scarves from his collection over the tops so they gave off
a warm and sexy glow. It looked like Eddie Bauer just landed in a Moroccan
harem.

	"Wow! I'm impressed."

	"And I brought my portable iPod player, too. Oh! Don't tell the
other guys, but I got a bottle of wine from work."

	"You think that's a good idea after what happened to Val and Tyne
last time?" Nick asked.

	"Why not? We're not driving anywhere."

	"Okay, I guess. Wanna see my surprise?" Nick asked.

	"Ohhh, yeah, big daddy. Lay it on me."

	"Where did you put my pack?"

	"Behind the pillows," Noah pointed to the back of the tent.

	Nick crawled up and dug around in his pack for a second until he
found what he was looking for. He pulled out the bag and tossed it at
Noah. "See if there is something in there that color coordinates with your
decorating scheme," Nick half giggled.

	Noah opened the bag and couldn't believe his eyes. Inside was an
assortment of condoms in every color, texture and brand. "Oh, my god! You
are a boy scout! You cum prepared!" Noah said, laughing at his own
pun. "Where did you get all of these?"

	"Part of my collection. They're leftovers from my skirt chasing
days. I ordered them off the internet."

	"Yeah, I bet. Look: Banana flavor! And it's sugar-free, too. My
favorite. And all these colors, wow. Which one is your favorite?"

	"This one," Nick said as he pulled out a sealed shiny packet from
the bag. "It's glow in the dark. I figured we could try it tonight when we
turn your mood lighting off."

	"Cool. That might come in handy when I'm trying to guide your
rocket into the docking station. What's this one? It says it has RPD," Noah
asked holding it up for inspection.

	"Raised pleasure dots. We can try that one later too, or maybe
tomorrow. I wanna make this week up here a total fuck-fest with my amazing,
crazy, beautiful boyfriend."

	"Oh, yeah, Nicky. I want to try them all if you can keep it up that
long," Noah said, making Nick laugh. "What's your other surprise?"

	"Um, put those down for a minute." Nick took the bag and tossed it
on the sleeping bag behind him. Then he slid over to Noah and put his hands
on Noah's hips and pulled him in tight. Noah just looked at him and smiled,
waiting to hear what he had to say. Finally, Nick looked him straight in
the eyes and said, "I told you I wanted to prove my love for you tonight,
right?"

	Noah just nodded and said, "Yeah."

	"Well, I want you to top me, right here, right now and I'm willing
to let you hook me up in those cuffs and chains you've wanted to try out
but I've resisted. Ravage me dude. Make me feel you deep inside me."

                               **##**

	Sylvia got up and started cleaning up the food and Val got up to
help her. When the food was all put in the boxes and ice chest, Val set
them in the front seat of the truck to prevent attracting the bear into
camp. He knew that wasn't total prevention, but since there weren't any
bear boxes provided at the campground, it was the best he could do. Sylvia
was standing there when he turned around after shutting the truck door and
she slipped her arms around his waist and pressed herself into him. She
caressed his back and ass cheeks and lifted her chin for a kiss. Val
accommodated her. "Let's go to bed together, Val. I'm ready."

	"Umm, yeah. Okay. Just let me put the fire out and make sure no
food's lying around, then I'll be in to join you." They parted with a kiss
and Sylvia blushed when she realized Tyne and Dane were staring at them and
knew what she was planning. She scurried around the truck, gave a small
wave to Tyne and Dane and wished them a good night before disappearing into
the tent. Val started rummaging around for a flashlight to use to inspect
the campsite for food scraps.

	"Did you see it?" Tyne asked Dane.

	"See what?"

	"The look."

	"What look?"

	"The 'I'm about to lose my virginity to the hottest guy on earth'
look."

	"Oh. That look." Dane responded. "Yeah, I guess so." Then he
pointed to his face and asked, "What's this look?"

	Tyne smiled and shrugged, "Not sure. Tell me."

	"Same one Sylvia just had." Dane didn't smile or chuckle. He just
stared into Tyne's emerald-blue eyes completely serious, searching for some
meaningful hint. But none was there and it made him sad.

	Tyne stared back, sensed he was being scrutinized and forced a kind
smile. "Yeah. That's the look all right." Tyne leaned over and kissed
Dane. Dane returned the kiss and slipped the tip of his tongue across
Tyne's upper lip. Tyne resisted at first, then surrendered to it and parted
his lips.

	They made out for a couple of long minutes until Dane whispered,
"What do you want to do together tonight - when we're alone in the tent?"

	Tyne gave a demure shrug then slid his hand down over Dane's crotch
and gave his raging hard-on a firm squeeze. "I know you wanna fuck me. It's
all right if you want to. I'll let you do it if you want." He kissed Dane
on the tip of his freckled nose and added, "But I need to go use the
bathroom first. I'll be right back and then we can go do it. Did you bring
a rubber?"

	Dane swallowed hard and said, "Yeah, I have one. It's already under
my pillow." All of a sudden he wished he hadn't come on this camping trip.

	"Awesome. We're all set then." Tyne jumped up and walked off into
the wooded area behind the camp. He went further out than necessary for a
little privacy. Even though both Val and Dane had seen him naked and even
played with his dick before, he was pee-shy and bodily functions required
privacy for him. It occurred to Tyne after he'd pulled his dick out to pee
that he should probably try and take a dump before giving himself over to
Dane. He turned and looked over his shoulder and saw Dane with his elbows
on his knees staring into the fire's glow. He didn't bother putting his
dick away, and it plumped up out in the wild while he picked his way
carefully back to the dirt road and followed it to the lakeshore where he'd
seen some vault style toilets. They were the kind where everyone's crap and
piss just builds up in the hole until they come around and suck it out with
a pumper truck. Stinky and gross, but part of camping near a lake these
days.

	Back at camp, Val walked back over and asked Dane, "Should I douse
the fire or do you and Tyne want to stay up a while longer?"

	"You can douse it, I guess." Dane said quietly, his voice cracking
a bit. He didn't look up at Val and instead stared at the smoldering
coals. Dane lifted his shirttail to his eyes and dabbed at them, trying not
to be a wimp in front of the hot jock.

	"You okay, man? You and Tyne have words or something? It's cool if
you need to talk."

	"No. Tyne just offered to let me fuck him."

	"Oh. Well, umm, wow. You should be happy." Val was both startled
and confused, and he stepped back a bit. He didn't get why Dane would be
crying over that - he should be doing cartwheels. "Tears of joy, then? That
must be exciting for you, I guess."

	Dane rubbed his eyes with a little more force than he should have
and then swallowed hard to compose himself. "No, not really. And definitely
not tears of joy. He didn't offer it up because he loves me. He's only
letting me fuck him because he feels obligated to do it. I'm the fucking
booby prize. You're the one he wants to be having sex with, dumb ass. He's
in love with you, big fucking time, as if you didn't know. It's obvious to
anyone around here with half a brain. I've known it for a while now. Just
didn't want to accept it, but I just confirmed it. I always dreamed he
might come around to me unconditionally sooner or later. But, that's a
hopeless dream now."

	"No way, Dane. Your way F'n wrong about that. He's really into
you. He told me up at the hot spring today how much he really likes you and
what an awesome guy you are. Tyne wouldn't offer to let you do him if he
wasn't really into you. Besides, we're just good friends, that's all."

	"Val. Shut the fuck up already! Get a freaking grip, dude. This is
real...fucking...life...here! You love him and he loves you. It's as simple
as that. You know it and he knows it and I know it. Fuck - everybody knows
it for shit's sake! I don't know why you two are playing like it isn't so,
but it is. Stop fighting it and stop messing with me and Sylvia. This isn't
a pickup game, dammit. We can't just pick new sides and start over. I'm not
fucking him, tonight or ever. You need to take my place in the tent with
Tyne. You should be the one fucking Tyne, not me. I'll bench myself and go
sleep in the back of the truck. No worries."

	Val bit his lip and wiped his own eyes. He was surprised at Dane's
strong emotions and outburst and how much it affected him. He knew deep
down that his fellow jock was right, but it was hard to acknowledge what he
was saying. "It's just so complicated, dude," he finally said with a deep
breath and settling hard into a camp chair next to Dane. "You don't know
everything that's been going on. Tyne won't, or can't, be with me for a
bunch of reasons. I won't deny that I love him or that he loves me. You're
right about that, and it's really hard for me to say. It's just complicated
between us, that's all. He loves you too, in a way, and if you guys let it
happen together it can grow into more. He's better off with you than me."

	"Fuck the 'complicated' bullshit. That's just an excuse because
you're afraid of giving in to your real feelings. Both of you are lying to
yourselves to avoid hurting other people's feelings or something, but
you're fucking using both me and Sylvia. You have to be true to yourself or
you're not good for anybody. Time's up, dude. Game over. Collect your
fucking trophy and go home."

	Val gave a small chuckle, and said, "It's kind of ironic. That was
something the preacher at Sylvia's church said last week. He quoted
Shakespeare. Let me think, it was, umm, 'This above all: to thine own self
be true. And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be
false to any man.' It totally hit me when he said it and I went home and
looked it up on the internet. I've read it over and over all week. I can't
stop thinking about it."

	"Well, that sounds like pretty good advice. So dude, man up and be
true to yourself. This cowardly bullshit isn't like the Val I knew as our
team captain. You never let any opponent scare you. No matter how big or
how fast a team was, you'd help us believe we could find a way to beat
them. Listen: I want you to go take my place in the tent with Tyne 'cuz I'm
not sleeping there no matter what. I'm done and out. I'll explain it to
Sylvia for you and take your sleeping bag and go sleep in the truck." Dane
stood up and started to move toward the larger tent when Val reached out
and grabbed his arm.

	"No. Stop, dude. That isn't right. No way. But, shit, what you're
saying is true. I can't keep leading Sylvia on and Tyne shouldn't have been
leading you on either. But I need to be the one to talk to her. I'll go
sleep in the truck tonight. Then we can see where things go or don't go
between Tyne and me later on."

	"NO! Goddammit, Val! You're such an ass. That's just another stupid
way to avoid confronting your true feelings about this. You should, no -
you have to be the one to go talk with Sylvia. I agree with that, but you
know you want to be the one sleeping in the tent with Tyne tonight, and
you're going to have fantastic, beautiful, intense sex together without any
fucking head games over it."

	Just then, Noah started singing a line from Next's song, Too Close,
"Baby when we're grinding, I get so excited," over and over at the top of
his lungs, causing Dane and Val to look at each other and start to
laugh. Dane said after a chuckle and a shake of his head, "It certainly
sounds like Nick and Noah's sex has gotten intense." Then Dane paused,
snorted, and started laughing really hard. Val stared at him because Noah's
singing in the heat of an orgasm wasn't really that funny.  "I just made an
unintentional joke. Get it. Nick and Noah are having intense sex. Get it?
Intense Sex. Val stared at him blankly, "Sex - in tents. And that's what
you and Tyne need to have tonight is some 'in-tents' sex."

	"Ohhh," Val rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that is kinda funny." The lame
humor broke the serious mood. Val picked up the fire bucket full of water,
which his dad had taught him to always keep on hand near a campfire, and
doused the glowing coals. As the steam rose up from the blackened coals,
Val asked, "What about you? This isn't fair to you or Sylvia if I do this
with Tyne."

	"I'm not gonna lie to you. I'm way disappointed and a little pissed
off, but it's kind of like our basketball season. The last game was really
disappointing, especially losing it the way we did, but I'm still glad I
got to play the season." Dane chuckled again, "Seems like every time I go
to score, I end up getting the ball stolen from me. Good thing I can
rebound."

	"Wow. You're an amazing guy, you know that?" Val said in sincere
admiration.

	"Not really. I'm just a simple dude trying to be realistic."

	"Well, for what it's worth, I'm sorry man," Val said quietly. "I'd
be proud if you were always a friend."

	"Thanks. We'll see. Now get the fuck out of here and do what you
need to do."

	"Yeah, I better go talk to Sylvia. Wish me luck."

	"Good luck with that. And Val?"

	"Yeah?"

	"Don't ever fuck your friends over like this again. I know you're
better than that."

	Val took a deep breath, and said, "Yeah, you're right." Then he
steeled himself and walked across the campsite and over to the tent he was
supposed to be sharing with her. He knelt, took another deep breath, zipped
open the flaps and crawled halfway into the tent. "Hey, Sylvia."

	She sat up and grinned. "Took you long enough, Val. Come snuggle
with me." Sylvia pulled the top sleeping bag down and patted the space next
to her. She exposed her naked breasts when she sat up. Val stared in mild
surprise. She certainly had beautiful breasts, not too large or small, but
firm and perky. Her nipples were like little rubies, sticking up in the
cool mountain air. He pulled his eyes away and met her eyes.

	"Sylvia. Please don't hate me, but I can't do this with you
tonight. If I spend the night with you, I'll end up doing things that I
shouldn't. I have a big time confession to make to you and an apology. I'm
bisexual. At least, I guess that's what I am. I've fallen for both you and
Tyne, which probably sounds crazy, but it's true. I'm really confused about
it myself and I have been seriously depressed over it for a while
now. Please don't misunderstand me; I really, really like you a lot. You're
the most wonderful girl I've ever met or could ever hope to be with. But, I
just have to figure this other part of myself out before I can go any
further with you. I ..." Val choked up. Tears stung his eyes and a heavy
pressure weighed on his broad chest. "I'm honestly sorry for leading you
on. I ... I just thought that somehow it could work out that I'd be able to
forget about Tyne and just like totally devote myself to you. I've tried so
hard not to think about him and focus only on you ... but ... I know that's
not happening and I can't keep messing with your feelings any more. It's
not fair to you. Please forgive me."

	Sylvia pulled the sleeping bag back up over her breasts. Pain and
dread was displayed on her pretty face. Then she collapsed back on the
pillow, and she started to cry.

	"Oh god, Sylvia, please don't cry. I'm so sorry. If I could change
it I would." Val started to crawl further in to comfort her.

	"Don't," she cried out. "Just leave me alone. I don't want to talk
to you right now. Just go." Val started crying in earnest then, unable to
hold it back and it gushed forth.

	"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry about this. I never should have led
you on like I have but it was only because I think so much of you and
thought it could maybe work out for us. I promise I never meant to hurt
you."

	Through her tears, she practically ordered him, "Go! Just get out."
He slunk backwards out of the tent, zipped it closed, blew her a goodbye
kiss that she never saw and made his way to the fire ring where he
collapsed into a folding chair. Dane, who had heard Sylvia shouting, pulled
a chair up next to him.

	"I've been such an idiot. You're right. I've been messing with
people's lives. I'm such a piece of shit," Val spat out as he pounded his
fists on his legs.

	"It's hard on everyone. No one likes to lose. Give her some time -
eventually she'll understand. There's going to be lot's of hard things that
go with your decision to be true to yourself. But the inner peace you get
from doing the right thing is worth all the collateral damage happening
now. Trust me on that. Pull yourself together, get you're freakin' ass up
and go crawl in the tent and surprise Tyne. It's the right thing to do for
both of you and you know it."

	"I don't know. Are you sure?"

	"Just get your ass in there. You know it's what you want and you
know it's right. Go." Dane stood and pulled Val out of his chair. Val
reached out, hugged him as a friend, and after a second, Dane returned the
hug.

	"Thanks, man. You're F'n awesome." Val wiped his eyes and rushed
off into the tent like an excited little boy who'd just had his 'time out'
lifted early and told he could go play again.  Dane smiled. He was anxious
for Tyne to return so he could listen in on the big surprise when he
discovered Val in the tent instead of him. He was almost excited for it. It
was a gift he was giving to a boy he loved and would always love, even if
he could never have him. If there was anything to take away from all of
this, it was the promise that true love was really possible, even for a gay
boy like himself.

	Dane walked over to Sylvia's tent and stood outside a while
listening to her blubber. After he'd had enough and was starting to get
cold, he called in, "Sylvia, it's Dane. I need to get a sleeping bag."

	"Wh-wh-why?"

	"Val has mine."

	"H-h-how come?" She sniffled.

	"He's sleeping in the tent with Tyne and I'm sleeping in the
truck."

	"Oooooo." She wailed. "Great. Just great. He can't sleep with me,
but he can sleep with Tyne? Great."

	Dane listened patiently for a bit longer as she wailed on about how
much her life sucks and how unfair it is and how stupid she was and how
could he do this to her and on and on . At last Dane interrupted her rant
and asked again, "Yeah, so about that sleeping bag? It's kind of cold out
here." There was a rustling and then the tent's zipper started to inch
upward. Sylvia shoved the sleeping bag out of the tent flap and Dane
gathered it up. He caught a glimpse of her naked breasts as the last of the
bag cleared the opening and it left him sad for her. The sight of her
barren breast punctuated the rudely trashed expectations of her night with
Val. After she zipped the tent closed again, Dane wrapped the bag around
his shoulders and said softly so Val couldn't hear across the way, "It
sucks, I know. But we'll survive it. I have to admit that I saw it coming;
didn't you?"

	Sylvia whimpered a bit and then answered, "I guess - maybe. Yes. I
saw it too, dammit. I just didn't want to believe it. I tried to tell
myself they were just really good friends. I knew it was more, though. Do
you love Tyne?"

	"Yeah," Dane confirmed sadly, "I do. But the way they look at each
other and how they touch each other... I guess it was a silent
communication thing going on between them. I tried to wish it away too. But
tonight when I kissed Tyne and he didn't really kiss back and then when he
offered himself up to me like some sort of sacrificial lamb or something, I
knew for sure. I hope they are happy together."

	"Really? Aren't you mad at Tyne?"

	"Nah, I can't be. I love him too much to be mad at the guy. I feel
sorry for both of them in a way. It must have been hell being together with
us around and not being able to REALLY be together. It's like I told Val,
even though we lost the big game in the last second, and I had my ball
stolen just as I was about to score, I'm glad I had the experience of
playing. I'm better off for having played the game. And, I'm a better
person for knowing Tyne. Besides, I am really good at rebounding. I'll find
someone on the rebound. So will you. I saw a bunch of guys checking you out
at the Easter picnic. You know, if you want, I can put the moves on them
and try and kiss them before you accept a date to make sure they're really
straight. You'll see in time, we'll be fine and we'll both be wiser for the
experience. Can you honestly say that your being with Val hasn't changed
you for the better?"

	"No. That's true. I am better because of Val. I am glad we had the
time together that we did. I guess I have to accept that I lost and Tyne
won. I hate it though. I love Val. I really love him. It's going to be
really hard for me to get over this, though."

	"I know. I love Tyne too - so much. But it's possible to love more
than one person in your life. Val loved you and Tyne at the same time. But
it'll be a whole lot easier for you to find a new guy to love than it will
be for me. That process really sucks for gay guys. I hate the thought of
playing the gay version of twenty questions only to find out on question
eighteen or nineteen that 'nope, he's not gay after all' and I've just made
a complete ass of myself."

	"Well, there's always Wyatt," Sylvia said.

	"Wyatt? The face painting dude?"

	"Yeah. Didn't you like him? You guys seemed to hit it off pretty
good at the Easter picnic."

	"Sure. He was way cool, but why do you think he might be gay?"

	"Seriously? Your gaydar thing really sucks. You need to tune it up
or something," Sylvia laughed slightly for the first time in their
conversation.

	"Wait. OH MY GOD. I just realized something." Dane pulled his phone
out of his pocket and flipped to the picture he'd taken in the bathroom
mirror of the face painting that Wyatt had done on his back. It had just
looked like a series of curly vines with little white flowers on them. He
studied it closer and realized they weren't random swirls at all; it was
Wyatt's phone number. A wide grin spilled across his handsome face as he
pushed his wavy red locks behind his ears.

	"What?" Sylvia asked in curiosity.

	"Maybe Wyatt might work out after all. Thanks for the tip."

	"Cool. You're welcome. Hey Dane? If you want, I'll get dressed and
you can sleep in here. You don't have to sleep in the truck."

	"Are you sure? I don't mind sleeping in the truck."

	"I'm sure. It's okay. Give me a minute." Sylvia pulled her clothes
on then zipped her sleeping bag up into a one person bag again. Dane zipped
his together as well. Then Sylvia unzipped her tent and welcomed Dane
in. "The guest room is on that side. Please stay on it."

	"No worries. You're safer sleeping with me than with the pope."

	"I don't doubt it." They chuckled together a bit and then fell into
a gloomy silence, lost in thoughts of what might have been.

                                 **##**

	Tyne walked all the way down by the lake where he'd seen the
toilets. He pulled open the spring loaded door and stepped in and right
back out. The putrid smell of the vault toilet was overwhelming. Tyne took
a deep breath and forged on in. He held his breath as long as he could
while he peed and tried to force out a bowel movement. He strained and
strained but to no avail. There was nothing there to expel. Finally, Tyne
wiped himself really good back there for good measure and wondered what it
would be like to have Dane up inside of him. He liked Dane. He really did,
but he did not love him. He worried whether it was right to do something so
intimate with someone he wasn't really in love with. The voices in his head
argued over whether it was right or wrong. He thought maybe doing it would
help him get over Val and fall madly in love with Dane like Noah
suggested. He knew he couldn't keep putting Dane off and keep him
around. Now that he had squared things up with Val at the hot spring, he
needed to move on. If he was going to have any kind of relationship in high
school, Dane was the best candidate. There was no way in hell he planned on
going out on the prowl for someone else. He felt almost sick to his stomach
over it all and the smell of the shithouse wasn't helping that any. He quit
arguing the point in his head and concluded to settle for Dane.

	Finally resolved, he stood up and pulled his boxers and pants up
and headed out to face his fate.  The chilled evening air filled his lungs
with fresh, breathable air. He was happy to have left the smell and the
conflicting thoughts behind in the outhouse. Tyne looked up at the
stars. "Dad," he pleaded to the stars. "I'm doing the right thing, aren't
I? This is the best course of action, right?"

	Nothing came. The stillness of the mountain woodland filled his
senses in agonizing silence and Tyne cursed it. Then he heard a noise some
seven or eight yards away. He squinted and tried to focus in the direction
of the sound. "Dane? Is that you?"

	There was no answer. Only ominous silence abounded all about
him. "Val?" Still, there came no answer. His heart rate quickened and a
light bead of cold sweat formed on his brow. Then there came another noise
like the first. It was twigs snapping just within the stand of trees. "Stop
it guys. This isn't funny."

	The large black bear emerged from the moonlit shadows of the trees
and trotted deliberately toward Tyne. "Don't panic. Get large and scare him
away," Tyne mumbled to himself as he backed up against the shithouse door.

	But Tyne's voice and courage failed him. The bear came up close and
inspected Tyne from head to foot. Tyne could actually feel his hot breath
on his face. "Oh dear God, make it be over quickly, please?" Tyne silently
prayed. He imagined the sharp teeth sinking into the flesh of his neck. He
thought of his mom and of Val and how sad they would be over his
death. Tears began falling down his flushed red cheeks as he stood pressed
against the shithouse door, shaking like a leaf in the trees.

	The bear snorted and cocked his head just to the left. Tyne opened
his eyes after a couple of long seconds had passed without being attacked,
and he locked eyes with the bear. It was as if the bear was pulling the
fear from his body, through his eyes. The bear's dark eyes had a gentle
softness in them. There was nothing menacing in his eyes or demeanor. Tyne
concluded that the bear had no interest in eating him.

	The bear stretched his neck up and sniffed at Tyne's neck and then
down near his crotch where he'd sprayed on some of his favorite Fierce
cologne. The bear snorted again and Tyne worried that the cologne was what
had attracted him. Tyne scrunched his eyes tightly shut and clenched his
teeth as he anticipated those massive teeth biting into privates and
ripping them off, leaving him a mangled, sexless freak for life. His fear
started to turn to panic and he thought he might just pass out. The large
bear simply snorted and nudged his snout under Tyne's clenched jaw. He made
eye contact once more as Tyne slowly peeked out of the slits of his
eyelids. And though Tyne doubted it could really be, he swore the animal
smiled. The bear poked his snout on Tyne's chest directly over his pounding
heart and lumbered off. Just before leaving the clearing, the large,
powerful animal turned back and looked at Tyne, who was still frozen
against the outhouse door. His father's voice rang out in his mind, clear
and unmistakable. "Follow your heart, Tyne." Then the big bear trotted off
into the trees and up the hillside.

	Tyne stood motionless for several minutes trying to catch his
breath, then carefully stepped away from the outhouse and crept along the
trail to the road. When he reached the road, Tyne took off sprinting as
fast as he could go back toward camp. His heart was pounding and his brain
was swirling as he reached the darkened and abandoned camp. He stared at
the tent that he knew contained the love of his young life and against his
better judgment, he crept silently over to it. He stood and listened for
the sounds of lovemaking that he fully expected to hear. But strangely,
there was only the soft breathing of two sleeping persons. It angered him
in a way that Val would do it so quickly and be done with her. He wanted
Val's first time to be more meaningful and special than that.

	Tyne made his way back to his tent and stood outside for several
minutes gathering his thoughts and courage. He was still shaking slightly
from the bear encounter. Why had the bear come? Why had his father's
message to follow his heart come too late?  Why had he ended it with Val if
that wasn't what his heart wanted and then be told to follow his heart? He
wondered if maybe sharing this experience with Dane would change his
heart. Perhaps that was it. He knelt and found the flap unzipped so he
crawled in and almost wished he could find Dane asleep and avoid his
fateful obligation to serve himself up to him. He zipped the tent closed
behind him and crawled up toward the pillows where his tent mate lay with
his head covered. His body was curled because he was too tall to stretch
out in the small tent. "Dane," Tyne called softly, "Are you awake?" The
head under the covers nodded. "Do you want me to get naked?" Again, the
head nodded. "Okay." Tyne pulled off his shoes and socks, slid his jacket
off and then his shirt. He lay on his back and arched it to pull his pants
and boxers off his ass and then down off his legs. The cold air attacked
his naked flesh, giving him goose bumps, but he didn't immediately crawl
under the top sleeping bag to get warm. Suddenly, he wasn't sure if he
could go through with this or not. He grabbed his flaccid penis which
betrayed his disengaged heart. He flapped it around and gave it several
useless tugs in an attempt to coax it into an imitation boner.

	Tyne was almost wishing Val was there instead of Dane, and he was
holding his breath and dreaming of the big jock in hopes that would help
him get mentally into it. While he was working his deception, a large hand
emerged from the covers and moved onto and across his chest, stopping at
his right nipple and gently circling it with a warm finger. This was
confusing. It was different from Dane's softer touch and feel. It was more
like.... "What the hell? Val? Val, is that you?"

	"Surprise." Val playfully pinched his nipple, making Tyne bat his
hand away.

	"Val! What are you doing in here? You can't sleep here. You have to
get out before anybody sees you. Right now. Hurry up. Get out!"

	Val pushed the button of a small tent light casting a sensual glow
off the dark green wall of the nylon tent. "That's the second time tonight
that I've been ordered to get out. It's getting a little annoying. Only
this time, I'm not following orders. Don't worry, little one," Val said,
sticking his head up and looking at Tyne for the first time with total and
unconditional love. Val immediately felt a huge rush of relief that he had
finally stood firm on the right decision. He vowed to himself that he would
never, ever, hurt Tyne again, or anyone else for that matter. Then he
cracked a big, toothy smile, taking up his entire face, acutely aware of
his love for the person staring at him all wide-eyed and shocked. He felt
amazingly free and incredibly happy for the first time in months and it
took all of his strength not to snatch Tyne right there and smother his
body with kisses from head to toe. Instead, he calmed himself down and
said, "I talked with Dane while you were off in the woods. Or I should say,
Dane talked to me - lectured me really. Anyway, he made me see F'n
straight, so to speak. Then I talked with Sylvia, but we don't need to go
there right now. Anyway, this is where I'm supposed to be." When he said
the last part, his smile got even bigger, if that was possible. "Here. With
you. Forever, if you'll have me. I want to be with you completely. No more
holding back or pretending."

	"Don't fuck with me, Val. I'm not in a mood right now. This is all
like some kind of bizarre, twisted dream. You need to get out of here and I
need to go find Dane before he wonders if I became bear meat. Fuck, if he's
out in the woods pissing or something, I need to warn him. That bear's
back, although he doesn't seem interested in eating us. He pinned me up
against the outhouse and just sniffed at me. It was weird, I almost felt
like ... ahh, never mind. It's all just so crazy. I have to go find Dane."

	Val sat up, the sleeping bag falling down off his shoulders to
expose his muscular, broad chest, radiating warmth in the soft glow of
Tyne's tent light. "I'm not F'n screwing with you, and Dane's fine. He's
sleeping in the back seat of OUR truck. He insisted on it. He knows about
us. He knows that I love you Tyne. I love you from the bottom of my
heart. Honestly, I've always loved you since the first time you and I
talked in Ms. Harris's Creative Lifestyles class. I just couldn't say it,
or acknowledge it then. I'm an F'n idiot, I know, for taking so long and
hurting just about everybody around me - especially you. But I got it,
finally. And I'm never, ever going to let you go. I promise." The look in
his puppy-dog eyes was so sincere, it would have made a perfect Hallmark
card. He continued before Tyne could object again, "Dane helped me realize
what a stubborn, grumpy old bear I've been because I was hiding from the
truth. It's time for me to stand up and be true to myself and to you."

	"Okay. You say that now after you got a taste of dick up at the hot
spring. But, what about later on when your other side starts yearning for
tits and pussy? What then? Will you drop me in a hole and bury me away,
like a dog tired of his bone while you go explore the straight side and
fuck some hot bitch? Then come crawling back and unbury me when you want
your bone again? I can't do that, Val. I can't. I won't. If I can't have
all of you, I don't want any of you."

	Val didn't answer at first. He just bit his lip and fought off
tears. "Tyne. We are young. We don't even know what "forever" really
means. I know this, though. When it comes to Val 'n Tyne, I can't live with
never. I can't look back on my life when I'm old and wonder 'what if?'" Val
paused and let his words sink in. Then he continued, "I'm a decent looking,
seventeen year old virgin, who was captain of the basketball team. You
don't think I could have had all the tits and pussy I wanted? You don't
think I could have manipulated Lizzy to let me fuck her like Lukas did? I
just turned down a beautiful, sweet, loving, naked girl in the tent across
the campground who was offering herself up to me for the second time. I
don't want tits and pussy. I want you, Tyne. Only you. For as long as you
want to have me."

	It took a minute for Val's words to fully register and sink in to
Tyne's whirling mind. Finally, after what felt like they were stuck in a
strange time loop, Tyne realized this wasn't a dream and Val was completely
sincere. He also realized Val was completely naked under the sleeping bag,
probably boned, and ready to make love to him. Tyne took a deep breath,
looked at the big jock smiling up at him again and after exhaling another
deep breath, he finally resigned himself to follow his heart and let it all
go. Everything. Completely and wholeheartedly. He was physically spent from
his run-in with the bear, and mentally exhausted from the sexual tension
and drama. Now with this - everything imploded. But surprisingly, with that
realization, he was super-charged with guilt free emotion for Val like he
had never experienced before. He ripped the sleeping bag from the remainder
of Val's naked torso and leaped forward onto Val's gorgeous body with the
full force of his naked body and both boys rolled back and forth on the
soft sleeping bag, giggling and laughing and rolling around and threatening
to take the small tent down with them. Tyne's flaccid dick burst into a
powerful erection.

	When Tyne was back on top, he stopped to take one more good look at
the hot stud underneath him, then smiled wickedly and let out an
exasperated sigh. Val was afraid the little guy was going to punch him, but
instead Tyne grabbed Val's head hard in both of his palms, then dove in and
kissed Val like the world depended on it. Tongues dueled, lips parted and
bodies ground together like never before in a fit of uninhibited
passion. After what seemed like hours, Tyne lifted off Val, looked at him
deeply again with those beautiful azure-blue eyes, now sparkling with
effervescence, and said "You irresistible mother-fucker." Then he erupted
into a fit of laughter and fell down comfortably on top of Val out of
breath and coated in a light sheen of passion induced sweat.

	They stayed that way for quite a while, Val wrapping his strong
arms around Tyne, basking in the freedom of their unfettered and reborn
love for one another, bodies pressed together and basking in the full body
contact. Then Val said, "Hey little one. I'm getting cold and you must be
too. Why don't you pull the top bag over your naked ass and let's
snuggle. Nobody's gonna be bothering us and I've got some serious loving to
give to you. All night long, if you let me."

	"Okay," Tyne said huskily and getting up on his knees. "This feels
so surreal. There should be like a soundtrack going off in the background
right about now. The violins coming up slowly with an oboe and French horn
playing a subtle, foreboding melody."

	"I know. Like the music in that Princess in Paradise movie. As I
remember, the music was powerful in that movie."

	"I'll take your word for it. But yeah, I could hear a Carter
Burwell piano medley going off right about now. I'm glad it's not
though. I'd probably start bawling like a chick. Or Noah."

	"I would too, I'm afraid. When it comes right down to it, I may act
all tough and strong like that ol' black bear but I'm just a teddy bear at
heart. Dane is too and so is Nick."

	Almost on cue, they heard Nick crying out from across the meadow,
"Oh my god, Woody, YES! YES! YES! Fuck my virgin ass! Harder! Harder!"

	Val and Tyne burst into laughter and Tyne fell off of Val's large
body clutching his stomach. Val was shaking with laughter too. When they
calmed down Val said, gently "C'mere, you. Hurry up and get in here with
me." Val reached out with his big guns to tease Tyne on.

	"Okay," he said quietly, "I'm on it." Tyne spread the top sleeping
bag over Val, moved around and crawled underneath it and then scooted down
so that Val could wrap his strong arms around his chest and pull him
tight-- Val's front to Tyne's back. He wasn't surprised when Val's massive
hard-on poked him between his legs, since his own dick had boned back up
suddenly too. "It feels like you really are happy to see me."

	"Oh, yeah. You can tell, huh? If you're ready, I want to prove it
to you. I want to make love to you, Tyne."

	Tyne was at a loss for words, not wanting to sound too
cheesy. Val's tone had been full of honesty and true passion. So after a
second, he simply asked, "Promise?"

	"Oh, yeah!" he said, and pulled Tyne even tighter. "Absolutely. I'm
going to show you just how much I love you. I'm going to make you feel so
good, if you'll let me," Val said almost in a whisper into Tyne's ear, then
started to give him little kisses on his earlobe. He had never felt like
this before, so good, so goofy and yet, so nervous at the same time.

	"Yeah, Val, I want you to make love to me. Just go slow, uhh, 'cuz
you're pretty big."

	"I would never hurt you, little one. I'd die if I hurt you. No, I'm
only going to make you feel so, so incredibly good, I promise."

	"Not to piss you off and spoil the mood, but do you even know what
to do and how to do it? I mean, we're both guys after all and you are a
virgin. I mean it's fairly obvious where things are supposed to fit, but
I'm not sure you thought this all the way through."

	Val chuckled slightly, "You F'n analyze everything, don't you?
Truth?' Val said shyly. "You can be proud of me for doing my homework. When
everybody started going gay, I looked it up on the web to see how to do it
right. Gay web sites, blogs and stuff. Like I said, I'd never hurt you -
I'll never hurt you. It's all good, Tyne. And you know what? There wasn't
anybody on there that was cuter than you."

	"Shut up!"

	"I'm serious. The few times I watched that stuff, I kept thinking
about you. Every doodle rag under my bed has been soaked with my cum while
I fantasized about this moment. You're so much cuter than any of those gay
actors were."

	Tyne got quiet, embarrassed by the big jocks words. He thought
about all the time he'd spent watching gay porn alone in his room and
wishing it was him and Val doing what they were. He changed the subject and
said, "Do you have a condom and some lube?"

	"Uh-oh. That lube stuff's in my pack in Sylvia's tent. Shit! Dane
left us a condom under the pillow, though."

	"No worries. I have some of both here in my pack. Just in case, you
know? But Val, umm, don't use a condom, okay? I know you've never been with
anybody before and neither have I," Tyne said, rolling over and looking at
Val in the low light. "I want to feel you totally and completely, all the
way, including your warm release inside me if you know what I mean. I never
want anything to ever come between us and our love."

	Val couldn't say anything to the man of his dreams for a minute, a
guy who was giving him up so freely and fully. Finally, he said, "Tyne, I
love you so much. You have no idea what that means to me. And I absolutely
promise, you have nothing to fear from me. Are you sure you want to take me
this first time?  You can do me if you'd rather. I want whatever you want."

	"I want you inside me, Val. I've wanted it from the first time I
glimpsed at that monster between your legs. I want you deep within me, Val
- as deep as my love for you is in my heart."

	"Tyne, you don't even know how much I want to be inside you, bonded
together in a passionate dance of love. I love you so very much."

	"I love you too, Val. More than you'll ever know." Tyne sat back up
and reached over for his pack. He unzipped it and found the tube of Swiss
Navy lube that he was looking for. "Here." He handed the bottle to Val, and
then slipped back down next to the gentle bear, pulling the top sleeping
bag up over both of them. Before he settled down, he reached out and
pointed the light back in place towards the side wall, so it gave the
inside of the tent a nice, warm glow, but was still bright enough that they
could see each other.

	Val unsnapped the bottle top and squirted some of the silky lotion
into his hand. Then he settled back tightly next to Tyne and reached down
and slicked up Tyne's compact dick and balls, making the smaller boy jump,
and then let out a long, breathy sigh. Val's big boner found a tight niche
between Tyne's thighs, and he also sighed as it settled tightly into the
warm space. Val held him tight with one arm and used his free hand to
gently stroke up and down Tyne's rigid shaft. Every so often, he'd reach
down a little lower and soon, Tyne's cock, balls and perineum were good and
slippery, and his own throbbing dick was starting to leak. Sometimes, Val
would use his thumb to coat Tyne's cock-head with this special treat,
exploring every crease, ridge and ripple, making the smaller boy croon and
squirm with pleasure.

	Tyne had abandoned himself completely to Val after a few minutes of
this, and he was ready for what was coming next. He pulled his leg up
exposing the crack of his ass to give Val free reign to his most private,
and up until now, forbidden part. Val instinctively took advantage of it by
sliding his lube-coated hand up and down between Tyne's fleshy butt
cheeks. It was warm and inviting in there, and as he gently rubbed the
mysterious place, Val was surprised at how turned on he became. The
inflamed tip of his pulsating dick felt ready to burst. Tyne was clearly
enjoying this new sensation, because as Val rubbed, Tyne would push his ass
hard towards Val's big hand. His loins ached in anticipation and his bowels
quivered with an ardent longing to be filled.

	"Like that, little one?" Val whispered into his ear, then nibbled
on his earlobe for a minute, letting go and wrapping both hands across his
chest, pulling him in tight and safe while his hard cock slipped in between
his butt cheeks where his hand had just been.

	"Oh, my, god. That feels so awesome - you holding me naked like
this. I can't believe we're finally going to do this. But Val, hurry up and
enter me. I'm so ready. I can't wait to feel you deep inside of me."

	"Okay," Val croaked. He was as excited as Tyne was. He couldn't
believe he was about to actually do it. He was about to enter the body of
another human being who he loved and who loved him back. "Pull your leg up
more."

	When Tyne was more exposed, Val squirted some more lube onto his
finger and then found Tyne's little brown target. He softly rubbed his
finger all around the tight hole, warming it up and getting the outside
good and slippery. Val hadn't touched his own dick yet, but it felt like it
was bigger and harder than it had ever been before. He was so turned on to
be making love to Tyne. Ever so slowly, Val rubbed on the soft folds of
Tyne's rosebud, gently pushing in his digit just a tiny bit. There was some
resistance but not as much as he thought there would be. He gave Tyne
another soft bite on his earlobe and gently pushed his finger a little
deeper into Tyne. He was up to his first knuckle when Tyne started to pant
and moan softly.

	"You okay, little one?" Val asked, instantly pulling out, worried
that this might be painful.

	"Oh, god, yessssssss," Tyne slithered out. "It feels freaking
fantastic."

	"Good. I'm glad you like it. I do too." He slowly slipped his
finger in again and turned it from side-to-side, feeling the soft folds of
Tyne's insides. Then he pushed in a little deeper and he could feel the
fleshy entrance give way to the warm, soft chamber. He pushed in a little
deeper still, and then started to bend his finger, feeling all around the
insides. Tyne was thoroughly enjoying this newfound sensation, and was
starting to wiggle his ass around ever so slightly, while at the same time
moaning and groaning quietly. Tyne's dick rubbed against the soft felt of
the sleeping bag draped over his body, heightening the erotic experience.

	Val slid down, kissing his way along Tyne's spine as he pushed in
deeper yet, rotating his finger toward Tyne's front and then suddenly Tyne
cried out, "Shit! Right there. That's freakin' awesome! That feels so
freaking awesome."

	Val really had done some research, because when he found Tyne's
prostate, he gently started to rub it in slow, circular motions, sending
Tyne into fits of ecstasy. He gently massaged this magic bump for a bit, as
Tyne slowly squirmed beneath his touch and moaned in arduous pleasure,
"Oooohhhh. Oooohhh yes, yes, yes." Tyne whimpered.  Then slowly, Val
withdrew his finger as Tyne offered up a soft complaint. Val crawled back
up to get the bottle of lube. Squirting some more lube in his hand, he
greased up two fingers this time, getting them nice and slippery. He bent
back down and quietly whispered into Tyne's ear, "I'm gonna try two fingers
now. Let me know how it feels, k?"

	"Yeah, do it Val. I can do this. I need this. Go for it."

	Val smiled and slowly slipped his two digits into Tyne's tight
hole, loosening and lubricating the tunnel the deeper he went in
preparation. Val kissed his way further down this time until his legs were
drawn up like a frog's and his large dick and balls were nestled against
Tyne's bare feet. Val nibbled on Tyne's tight ass cheeks while he worked
his fingers back into Tyne's ass. Tyne wiggled his toes against Val's soft
ball sac and pressed his foot against Val's rigid pole while Val stretched
his virgin man cave. Tyne just sighed with absolute contentment, relaxing
and shoving his butt back to meet Val's hand and gently fondling his own
tingling penis ever so lightly. Val's fingers silently slipped all the way
inside of Tyne. Once they were in as far as they could go, Val slowly
pulled them back, but not completely out, then he'd push them back in,
steadily, but not too forcefully. Tyne, in total ecstasy, just moaned with
pleasure and pushed back to meet Val's big, probing fingers, his little
cock hard as a rock and sticking straight out in front of him. After a few
minutes of this exercise, it was obvious to Val that Tyne was warming up
for the big event, since now Val kept his hand still while Tyne ground his
ass up and down on Val's hand, basically fucking himself and moaning louder
than before.

	Val bit firmly into Tyne's ass cheek then kissed his way back up
his spine. "You ready?" Val asked, as he withdrew his fingers from his
lover's hot asshole. Inside the tent and outside in the campground, it was
deathly still, save for the two boys underneath the warm sleeping bag
breathing hard. Nick and Noah had finished their erotic dance across the
meadow and were quietly spooning in the afterglow.

	"Oh, hell yeah!" Tyne said, after he finally found his voice. He
felt empty all of a sudden, nearly as empty as he'd felt when his father
died and he couldn't wait for Val's big dick to fill him up with his love.

	"Okay, then get ready little one. Here I come." Val gooped up his
dick liberally with the lube, then smeared some more around Tyne's exposed,
pulsating boy hole.  He squirted out some more and coated Tyne's throbbing
member with a new coat of the lube, playfully tweaking and pulling on his
rigid pole and tight, almost hairless balls. Then he got into position and
lined up the head of his big cock with Tyne's virgin opening. Ever so
slowly, he pushed into Tyne. It was slow going at first, because Val's dick
was significantly larger than his two fingers were and Tyne was still
pretty tight. Tyne was taking short breaths through clenched teeth, trying
to center himself like his Sensei had taught him. Val pushed in a little
deeper when he felt Tyne's ring starting to relax, and then stopped in
place when it tightened back up. "You doing okay?"

	"Oh, yeah, I'm good. Just a bit tight, but it feels so, so ..., I
don't even know. Can't quite describe it. Slip me some more of your big
fella - just keep it slow. I promise I'll let you know if it gets
uncomfortable."

	Val happily complied, and before long, he was in about halfway. He
backed out so just the big head of his dick was barely inside Tyne's tight
butthole, and then he slowly shoved back in, this time going a little bit
deeper. It was so warm and velvety smooth in there that it took all of
Val's willpower not to slam it all the way in and start grinding away. Tyne
groaned, not with pain, but from complete and total fuck-lust, pushing into
Val with every thrust. They did that for a while, Val pulling almost all
the way out and then slowly filling Tyne back up again until Val had almost
the entire length of his huge, throbbing member buried deep into his
lover's tight little ass. It was an indescribable feeling for Val, and one
he'd never forget.

	For Tyne, it was a sensation he had dreamed about often but had no
idea it would feel this great. It wasn't just the physical connection, but
the emotional one as well. Here he was, on the floor of a tent at Mother
Lode Lake letting this boy-man, whom he loved with his whole being, fill
him up with body and soul. He, too, would never forget this moment.

	Then suddenly, things were turning hotter as Tyne started to match
Val's slow, steady thrusts and accelerate them. Just a little at first,
Tyne would push back and grind his beautifully sculptured, pearly-white
bubble butt back into Val's hot crotch. In no time, Val was almost all the
way in, his curly pubes starting to tickle Tyne's ass-cheeks, turning both
of them on even more, if that was possible. Tyne seemed to be getting
anxious, because he was pushing back harder now, meeting Val's every thrust
in full and forceful intent. Finally, Val was all the way in - his big,
heavy balls slapping against Tyne's thighs. He stayed buried deep like that
for a minute or two, savoring the feeling of being submerged to the hilt in
his lover's hot ass. Tyne's tight ring pulled the sheath of skin around
Val's large dick, tugging downward on the foreskin ring surrounding Val's
burgeoning dickhead. He pulled Tyne in even closer with his brawny arms,
pushed his crotch forward as much as he could and whispered in Tyne's ear,
"I love you, Tyne. So much."

	"Oh, Val. I do too. I love you more than anything," and he
responded by pressing his ass as hard as he could onto Val's lap, pressing
his butt cheeks into Val's big balls and settling in, wiggling back and
forth and all around to feel the whole length of Val's big, hard cock up
inside him. "You fill the void within me." They fucked like that for a
while, taking turns riding each other - Val pushing in or Tyne pushing back
and forth. Val especially liked it when Tyne would take charge and ride his
big stick while Val stayed perfectly still. After going crazy like this,
Tyne shoved his ass hard into Val's crotch, being completely filled up and
feeling Val's pubes on his naked cheeks. Tyne tilted his head back and
said, "Roll over on your back, Val. I want to straddle you so I can gaze
into your eyes while we make love. I want to see your face when you spill
your hot cum inside of me."

	Val was surprised that Tyne said that, because doing it that way
seemed like it would be more painful for Tyne. But he was secretly turned
on that Tyne wanted to be on top and ride his throbbing boner, basically
taking charge and being in total control while he lay beneath him, subject
to his lover's lustful will. Interestingly, the thought of that got Val
even more horny, and he shuddered with the thought of being able to look up
at Tyne and gaze into his gorgeous face and sparkling eyes like that. Val
pulled out of Tyne with a pop, making both boys giggle, and his dick was so
rigid it slapped hard on his chest. He turned over and relaxed on his back,
then spread his meaty legs apart, making room for Tyne to move around and
settle down comfortably on top of him. He had a sudden weird thought that
he promised to pack away for a later time. He pictured himself sitting on
top of Tyne's hard cock, buried deep into his own quivering asshole, riding
Tyne like a piston pumping up and down inside the motor of his Yamaha
Banshee. The thought of that made him shudder, and he knew that he would be
trying that soon enough. He even considered doing it with him while sitting
on the Banshee up by the hot spring. That really turned him on.

	Tyne shook off the top sleeping bag, letting it fall off his
shoulders behind him on the tent floor, only covering both his and Val's
legs. They didn't really need it because even though the air was chilly,
they were both hot and working up a fine sheen of sweat. He scooched up a
bit, then straddled Val's buff body, spreading his legs on either side of
Val's hips. Then he reached back and grabbed Val's huge, throbbing member
with his right hand, stroked it a few times, and aimed it directly towards
his impatient asshole. Slowly, ever so slowly, he sank back down on his
haunches as the hard cock slowly disappeared up his waiting hole. When it
was all the way in and Tyne was full of Val's cock again, he let out a
satisfied moan of contentment. He started to move right and left, then did
little circles to fully experience the big rod that was docked way up
inside his body.

	Val was beside himself with pleasure, going crazy as his hard dick
disappeared up into Tyne's bum and stayed there, encased in soft, warm
tissue. He didn't have to do anything but lay there and watch while Tyne
took total control of the situation. He was amazed at the sight of his hard
cock disappearing, as though being swallowed, up Tyne's butt. When Tyne
started to move up and down on his cock, he couldn't help himself and
reached out and started to feel up Tyne's tight, hard little chest and
abs. He might be small, but he was definitely tight from all of his
workouts at the Karate studio. Val played with his lover boy's nipples for
a bit, and then used his strong arms to help lift Tyne up and down, to help
the cute guy fuck his rock-hard boner. Tyne was really riding him now, and
when he pulled up, part of Val's dick would be exposed to the cool mountain
air making Val shiver with delight. It was a strangely exhilarating
feeling.

	Tyne leaned backward a bit and then told Val to raise his knees up
a little. Val complied, and soon, Tyne was in a comfortable, forty-five
degree angle sitting on Val's lap and leaning back on Val's muscular thighs
for support. The mild strain on Val's dick from being bent slightly
backwards enhanced the erotic stimulation for him. Val dropped his hands
from Tyne's chest and started to fondle Tyne's extremely hard dick. He also
gently squeezed Tyne's cum filled balls until very soon, they fell into an
easy rhythm. Val loved looking at his little one like this, completely
exposed and impaled. Tyne was almost hypnotized by all of the new erotic
feelings and sights that he was experiencing. He had never felt so naked
and exposed, and yet, at the same time so safe and loved - connected to Val
in a way that he just couldn't completely comprehend or describe.

	They made passionate love like that, Tyne looking down at Val with
a satisfied grin and a look of steeled determination in his eyes, while Val
just looked up in total awe of the boy he had just unconditionally given
his heart to. Val continued to stroke Tyne's hard dick, and it started to
drizzle out pre-cum. At one point, Val scooped a dollop of the tasty liquid
and brought it to his lips. Then he shared it with Tyne. Tyne greedily
sucked his finger into his mouth and savored the flavor.

	Suddenly, Tyne leaned forward and whispered to Val, "I'm getting
close. Are you?"

	"Yeah," Val croaked. "Wanted to wait for you, little one, but I'm
losing the battle to control it much longer."

	"Go for it, Val. Fill me up. I want to feel you spurt your Mother
Lode deep inside of me. Please, Val. Give it to me. Give it all to me right
now. I want it. I need it!"

	Val was shocked and totally turned on by Tyne's sexy, pleading
words, and he was instantly set to fire away. He dropped his hands to
Tyne's thighs and started to really push his hard cock forcefully up into
Tyne's backside. So hard in fact, that he lifted his butt off the sleeping
bag dropping it heavily back down as Tyne pulled upward. Tyne was loving it
though, and met him thrust for thrust. Val was really giving Tyne a good
ride. Tyne started to pound his own dick in a wild frenzy, and when Val saw
that, he instantly craved being covered in Tyne's creamy, hot load. Val
could feel the tell-tale signs of his impending orgasm, and he could only
get out, "Here it comes, little one, here it comes," before his cock
spasmed and shot load after load of hot cum deep into the adorable boy's
tight rear end. The accompanying orgasm was so powerful, it felt as if he'd
grabbed both poles of an electric circuit and held on while the
electrifying shocks coursed relentlessly through his strong frame. He
shuddered and shook in erotic delight, oblivious to the world around him.

	When Tyne felt Val's dick start to throb up inside of him, he
looked down into Val's face just as he hit his own release. They locked
eyes and the love they saw for each other was so intense that Tyne started
to tear up. While Val's hot load filled Tyne's cavern, he pounded his
perfect, compact dick for all it was worth and immediately shot five solid
blasts out into the air, splattering on Val's pec's, neck and
chin. Meanwhile, he was squeezing his ass around Val's throbbing dick to
extract the last drops from Val's powerful eruption. Then he was completely
spent. He collapsed on top of Val, his own warm cum cementing their panting
chests together like Gorilla Glue.

	They lay there panting, basking in the afterglow of their poignant
union. Tyne shuddered with a chill as the cool air dried the sweat on his
naked flesh. Val reached and pulled the top sleeping bag up over them and
the soft felt lining warmed and comforted Tyne as it draped across his
back. But Tyne's real comfort came as Val encircled his strong arms around
Tyne's sides and slowly caressed his naked back and ass cheeks while Val's
persistent erection remained firmly implanted deep within Tyne's gratified
ass. Val drew in a deep breath, savoring Tyne's intoxicating Fierce
cologne, mixed with the musky smells of hot boy sex, and asked, "Any
regrets, little one?"

	"None. I love you, Val."

	"I love you too, Tyne." Val whispered softly into the stillness of
the mountain air. Before drifting off into blissful sleep, he added, "It
wasn't chance or circumstance that brought us together. It was destiny
divine, that we should truly become Val in Tyne."

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