Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2005 16:28:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chubby Cam Boi <chubby_cam_boi@yahoo.com>
Subject: What Tyler Saw - Part One

I was fifteen years old when my parents decided to split up. My mother
immediately wanted primary custody of myself and my brother who was a year
older than me. We were never really told anything about the reason for the
divorce aside from the fact that they had grown apart and that was that.

Brandon, my older brother, took things hard, he was always closer to our
father and thus wanted to live with him and finish out school in our
hometown. I was never that close to dad so it didn't really bother me too
much to move out of state and back to our mother's home town. Dad would
make it a point to call every other day and talk with both of us and every
time he called, I think it hurt Brandon just a little bit more.

My father wanted to make sure to get some time with both of us boys and
asked us if we wanted to come home for two weeks and go camping with
him. Brandon instantly said yes and then encouraged me to join us. I had
wanted to spend the last of the summer settling into the new house and
trying to meet a few people but I eventually gave in to my big brother's
wishes.

Mom put us on the bus early one morning in late July and we spent the
majority of the day on the road. Brandon and I sat together and I tried to
get as much sleep as I could to pass the time. The bus was cramped and the
seats were small but I managed to knock off a few hours deep in slumber
land.

Being fifteen is a most embarrassing time for young boys, always thinking
about sex and waking up with a stiff boner for all the world to see. I was
no different and during my sleep I dreamt about the same thing that I had
been dreaming of for the past year or so, other boys.

I could never tell anyone about the forbidden thoughts I'd been having so I
just kept everything inside and would enjoy my fantasy time. I was having a
particularly good dream about one of the other guys back home on the
football team and when I awoke, I looked down to see the outline of my six
inch prick in my mesh shorts.

" Don't worry about it little bro. " Brandon whispered from beside me. I
felt myself blush and I glanced up to see him with a little smile and
gesturing to my crotch.

" Sorry. " I said timidly and tried to cover myself with a backpack that I
had brought along.

" It happens Tyler, I've been there. " Brandon replied. He looked back down
at the magazine he had been reading and I turned to face the window,
watching all the cars rush past and trying to will my hard on to go down.

An hour or so passed without a word between myself or my brother and I
realized the familiar surroundings of home. We drove through town as I
looked to see what had changed and then we came to park at the bus
station. Brandon eagerly jumped up from his seat as soon as we had stopped
and grabbed his bag from the overhead compartment. I gathered up my few
things and followed him as he hurried off the bus.

" Dad! " Brandon said excitedly as he exited the bus and stepped out into
the parking lot. I looked across to see my father's old red truck parked a
few feet away and him leaning up against it. I made a mental note of the
fact that he looked like he'd lost a few pounds in the months since the
breakup and it also seemed that he'd let his hair grow out a little
bit. He'd always kept his dark brown hair cut short like he had when he'd
been in the army so many years back, but now it was longer, coming down to
the nape of his neck. He didn't look like your typical image of a army man,
he was tall, around six two with a dark complexion and a decent body, not
overly muscular, but fit.

He saw us both and grinned. Brandon was the first to meet him and they
embraced for a long time. I watched as it looked like Brandon was going to
cry. He looked so happy that I got a little misty myself.

" And how are you doing squirt? " Dad asked me as he pulled me into a
strong hug. He'd always called me squirt ever since I had been little. I'd
been a good foot or so smaller than most boys in my class up until the
previous summer and it was the running joke.

" I'm fine, just tired from the trip. " I replied as I pulled away from the
hug. My father looked at me for a second, as if I had offended him in some
way by ending it to early. He brushed it off and a smile came back over his
face.

" You boys ready for the great outdoors? " He asked with a grin.

" Defiantly. " Brandon said with enthusiasm.

" I guess. " I said with less excitement. Dad took note of this and gave me
a look.

" If you want to do something else this week we can Tyler. " He said.

" No I want to go camping, I do. " I lied. His smile returned and he put an
arm around my shoulder.

" Let's get you boys things and then head up to the mountain. " Dad said.

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Thirty minutes later we found ourselves driving up towards the campsites on
the side of McKinley Mountain. It wasn't as if we'd never been there
before, Dad and Uncle James had taken us camping every summer since Brandon
and I had been in school and we always pitched the same old blue tent in
the same exact camping spot. We'd spend the week fishing and swimming in
McKinley Lake and hiking up the trails. It was all very outdoorsy and not
really my style anymore since I'd started high school and was interested in
other things.

" I've got a real surprise for you boys this time. " Dad mentioned as we
drove through the gates to the campsite.

" Just tell us, I hate surprises. " Brandon said.

" `Fraid you'll just have to wait for this one big guy. " Dad said with a
short laugh. He pulled the truck down into one of the campsite valleys and
I realized that it was nowhere near where we normally camped.  " Dad isn't
this the wrong way? " I asked out of curiosity.

" That's part of the surprise Tyler. Just wait a few minutes. " Dad
replied. He turned the truck down another road and I noticed that there
didn't seem to be many people camped out in this section.

Dad slowed the truck when we reached the end of the road we were on. He
turned into a parking space and I looked up to see a nice new camper set up
on the side of the hill.

" Is this is? " Brandon asked.

" Your Uncle James and I chipped in and bought a camper to pull out here. "
Dad said as he turned off the truck.

" Wow it looks awesome Dad. " Brandon said. He pushed me out the passenger
side of the truck and hurried up the hill towards the camper.

" What do you think about it Squirt? " Dad asked as he made his way around
the front of the truck.

" I guess it's fine Dad. " I said trying not to sound very enthused.

" I know how you hated sleeping in that old crappy tent so I figured this
would give us all a little bit of space. " Dad said.

" Dad open this baby up! " Brandon yelled from up the hill.

Dad and I hurried up the little hill towards the camper and Dad took out
some keys and unlocked it. Brandon was first inside and swung the door open
swiftly. Dad pulled down the extra step and followed my brother in. I went
up inside next and was surprised at how new and nice the camper was.

It was still small by most standards, but a world larger than the ugly old
tent. I stepped up into what appeared to be a kitchen area. There was a
small oven and stove top on one wall and a line of cabinets on the opposite
one. A min fridge was mounted on one of the counter tops and then back
against the rear wall was a living area. There were two brown chairs that
looked like smaller recliners and a television set in the corner that was
bolted into the wall. I noticed a PS2 and several games laid out in the
floor. I guess Dad was doing his best to please us.

On the opposite side of the camper, past the kitchen was a small hallway. I
followed behind Dad and saw a door on one side of the hallway and a small
closet on the other side. I opened the door to see a small toilet and sink.

" There's only one bed but it's a big one and I don't see the harm in us
all sharing right? " Dad asked. I quickly shut the bathroom door and walked
down the hall into a small bedroom. One large king sized bed stretched
across the length of the room and was pushed back against the far wall.

" Sounds great Dad. " Brandon said. He sat down on the bed and relaxed for
a minute as I watched on.

" What do you think Squirt? Can you stand to live here for a week or so? "
Dad asked.

" Looks fine to me. " I said. I actually didn't have to lie that time, it
did seem far nicer than what I had imagined and if all else failed I could
just play the PS2 all week while Dad and Brandon went out.

" There's a bathhouse right up the road and we'll have to use it for the
time being since the toilet isn't working yet. Your Uncle needs to come out
here and work on it sometime. " Dad explained. I turned around and walked
back into the kitchen and waited for Dad and Brandon to join me. They were
talking in hushed voices about something and I felt my curiosity peaked for
a moment.

Dad and Brandon were always like this, constantly keeping secrets just
between them. They always did things together back when Mom and Dad were
married and I had no doubt that Brandon was Dad's favorite. It never really
bothered me though. Brandon and I weren't that close anyway and neither was
Dad and I.

" Why don't you give your brother a hand with the bags and I'll start some
supper for us. " Dad suggested. I shook my head and went out the
door. Brandon bounded down the steps and raced me to the old truck.

" Isn't this place great Ty? " He asked.

" It's fine Brandon, nothing to get all worked up about. " I said with
sarcasm.

" Try and be social this week, I really want things to go well. " Brandon
said as he handed me one of the bags.

" I'm always social. " I replied with a little bit of snap in my voice.

" Dad cares about you, you know that right? " Brandon asked.

" I'm sure he does. " I said dryly.

" He really wants this week to be special too. " Brandon said. He shoved
another bag at me and then picked his own up and headed back to the
camper. I watched him go and tried to be optimistic about things but it
just wasn't in my nature.

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The first night in the camper was odd to me, I played a few games on the
PS2 while Dad and Brandon talked in the kitchen. They went back to the
bedroom around nine and told me that they were going to sleep. I told them
that I wanted to beat another level or so and stayed in the living area.

Another hour went by and I started to get sleepy so I reclined in the small
chair and rested my eyes for a bit.  Before I knew it, hours had flown by
and I had been asleep in the chair for god knows how long. I sat up and
flicked the television off. The kitchen light was still on and I made my
way back into the bedroom.

As I entered the bedroom I noticed that I was alone, there was nobody in
the bed. I turned on one of the lights and looked to see that the bed was
still made up and Dad and Brandon were nowhere to be found.

Curious, I slipped on my shoes and quietly opened the door to the
camper. No one was outside the camper so I stepped out and closed the door
behind me.

" Dad? " I asked out into the dark night.

No reply.

" Brandon? " I called.

No reply.

I felt like I needed to take a piss so I quickly ran up the road towards
the lights of the bathhouse in the distance. As I approached it I heard
voices and softened my pace. I crept up and around to the screen door. I
pulled it open and hoped that it wouldn't squeak.

Success!

I let the door close softly behind me and tip toed into the brightly lit
bathhouse. It's stone walls were yellow and the whole room smelt of urine
and dirt. I stopped short when I heard a soft moan coming from the shower
rooms. I silently moved forward and down towards the other room that housed
the showers and the lockers.

" Oh God yesss. " Came a vaguely familiar voice.

Brandon? No it couldn't be him. What would he be doing up here in the
middle of the night?

" I've missed you so much son. "

Dad? What the fuck? That can't be Dad and Brandon in there, can it?

I reached the opening to the other room and saw the shower stalls all
closed, but hot steam rising up from one on the far end. I looked on the
bench in front of the showers and saw Brandon's tennis shoes and clothes,
along with Dads.

This can't be real. Brandon's not like that and Dad certainly isn't.

I felt myself shiver as I approached the shower stall in use. The curtain
had been pulled to, but there was still enough room to peak in and see what
was going on.

I had to hold in a gasp of surprise as I took in the scene before me. Dad
was standing behind Brandon. They were both naked and the hot water poured
down over their bodies. Brandon had his right arm up over his shoulder and
placed it behind Dad's neck. Dad was kissing softly on Brandon's neck and
rubbing himself into Brandon's naked ass.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing, my father and my brother fucking? How
was this even possible? I knew they were close, but certainly not this
close. Was this what they had been doing all the times they went camping
together?

" I wanted to stay with you Dad. " Brandon said breathlessly. I watched as
he brought his hand down and snaked it across his chest and sunk lower
until he wrapped his fist around his hard dick. I'd never seen it before
but it was bigger than mine, probably at least two inches more or so. Dad
pushed Brandon up against the shower wall and Brandon let out another moan
of ecstasy.

" I know you did baby, but your mother would never understand. " Dad said
in a low sexy voice as he nibbled on Brandon's ear lobe.

" I hate living with her Dad, I miss you so much. " Brandon said. He
pressed his face against the cold stone of the wall as I watched Dad's wet
body against his.

" We've got this week and maybe more if your mother will allow it. " Dad
said. He backed away for a second and I got my first real view of his
cock. It looked to be the same size as Brandon's but a little big
thicker. He had large nuts that hung low and were covered in dark brown
hair that matched the color of his chest hair. He really had a beautiful
body and up until now I'd never really thought about him in that way
before.

I leaned in closer and felt my dick brush against the wall. I was hard,
really hard. I looked down to see the outline of my penis through my
shorts. I don't think I'd ever been that excited before and the thought
that it was over my father and my brother both scared and thrilled me.

Brandon moaned again as I looked up to see Dad rubbing his slippery wet
cock up and down the crack of his ass.

" Tell me you want it son. " Dad said in an almost commanding tone.

" You know I do Daddy. " Brandon said in a whimper.

This must have made Dad crazy because I saw him slowly sink his cock head
into Brandon's ass as soon as he muttered the word "Daddy". Brandon moaned,
this time even louder and my father reached around and clasped his hand
over his mouth.

" We can't be too loud son. " Dad whispered.

" I'm sorry, it's just been so long. " Brandon replied.

" I know baby, I know. " Dad said. He kissed Brandon's shoulder briefly and
then buried more of himself into Brandon's ass. I let my eyes flutter for a
minute and reached down and started rubbing my cock outline through my
shorts. It felt better than I'd ever imagined to touch myself while
watching my father and my brother have sex.  I started rubbing faster and
faster as I watched Dad start to pump in and out of Brandon's ass. Brandon
was moaning, trying not to be too loud and Dad kept driving into him over
and over. I could feel my balls getting tight and I knew that I couldn't
hold off much longer. I also knew that I had to be quiet and not let my
presence be known.

" Daddy I'm going to cum. " Brandon squeaked out. He closed his eyes and
pressed his forehead against the shower stall as Dad grabbed onto his hips
and started to slide almost all the way out and then slam back in.

" Oh Brandon.....fuck yeah Brandon! " Dad said. He looked up at the ceiling
and closes his eyes. I was right on the border of cumming whenever I saw
Dad's body shake. He grunted and then his body stopped moving. He thrust up
into Brandon all the way and then leaned against his son. I couldn't hold
back any longer and shot my load right in my briefs. I looked down to see
it seeping through the mesh shorts.

" Mmmmpphhh. " Brandon said as I watched his own dick explode. He squeezed
it hard and I saw white hot liquid shoot out of his cock and onto the
shower wall.

" Oh God that was good. " Dad said after a few moments of silence.

" I've waited so long for that. " Brandon said out of breath. Dad pulled
his now limp dick out of Brandon's ass and turned his son around to face
him. They looked at one another for a moment and then Dad lowered his head
and they kissed.

I was even more blown away by this than the actual sex. I sucked in a
breath and then backed away from the shower curtain.

" We better get cleaned up before your brother notices that we're
missing. " Dad said. Brandon laughed and I suddenly wondered if he'd known
I was there or something. I hurried out of the bathhouse and then sprinted
all the way back to the camper.

I went back and laid down in the recliner like I had been before and pulled
a small blanket over my lap to hide the warm sticky mess in my shorts. I
reached down inside them and got gooey cum on one of my fingers and then
brought it back up and placed it in my mouth. I sucked in the salty liquid
and smiled.

So this was the big secret that Brandon and Dad had been keeping for so
long. I silently grinned and sunk low into the chair and closed my eyes.

After about ten minutes or so I heard the camper door open and then
footsteps of my father and my brother.

" See I told you he wouldn't know we were gone. " Dad whispered.