Date: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 14:32:13 +0000
From: Nice Guy <niceguy0398@gmail.com>
Subject: Highland Flings 7

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Highland Flings 7

Both of us looked at each other with a look of sheer terror and bounded up
from behind the tree with a speed that surprised both of us.

We then both turned in unison with cauldron-boiling cheeks to the source of
the voice.

"Adam?" I gasped.

"That was a great show you put on!" Adam giggled, rubbing the front of his
shorts, accidentally on purpose displaying his tightly clothed boner to us
both.

The two of us just stood there, not knowing what Adam was going to do. I
had never given him very much thought before, but, as seemed to be becoming
par for the course now, I panned my eyes over him now.

He stood at just over 5 foot tall, with earthy brown, slightly unkempt hair
that went to just above his ears. His green eyes stared at us both and his
mouth was curled at both ends in a curious and friendly smile.

His neck rounded off in slightly stocky shoulders and a slightly puppy
fat-lined torso contained in a green Hulk t-shirt. His shorts had ridden up
in his harness and were pressing against his mound in the exact same manner
mine had done, and his cock seemed to be straining against his shorts and
rubbing it to its 5 inch attention.

My yet-to-be released cock signalled it's approval at some fresh meat to
goggle at, but it somehow managed to jolt me back to reality.

"Hey, we'd better get going, we're going to be missed." I said.

I sensed Cameron looking at me with a confused stare. I just looked back
and said "It's ok, I don't think he'll tell anyone, I think he even wants
to join in, don't you Adam?"

I raised my voice slightly to allow Adam to register it.

"Well, I would love to actually, but I'd rather not do anything out here,
since you've seen how easy it is to get caught!"

I just laughed and said "Well, we should be thankful it was you that found
us and not any of the camp staff or, God forbid, any of the homophobic
twats in our ranks!"

All three of us shuddered at the thought and this spurred us to start
walking again.

We began chatting with the ease of best friends, despite us only having
just properly met him. I eventually decided to invite him back to my cabin
for a game of dares at some point and suddenly had a brainwave at the same
time.

"Hey, why don't when we get back, we ask Mr Curtis whether I can swap
cabin-buddies with Como?" I thought out loud.

"Really?" Cameron gasped. "You think they'd let us do that?".

"Oh sure!" I said. "If we ask nicely, that guy would let us do anything!
According to everyone, if you just give him the pleading look, he'll cave
in in half a second!"

It was true. The camp manager wasn't exactly used to children, since this
camp was usually a retreat of backpackers and the occasional office
team-building parties.

Cameron and I decided to corner him along with Aidan and Como, who we were
sure would be receptive to our idea.

When we got back to the top, we proposed it to them, and they readily
agreed. We all decided to corner him after lunch.

The ziplining came and went with three more goes from all of us, and the
four of us wolfed down our lunch and went to find Mr Curtis.

We eventually found him coming out of the staff room. As he was shutting
the door, we decided to walk up behind him, just to set him off his stride.

He turned around, and jumped out of his skin when he saw us.

"Oh, h...hey boys!" he stammered "What do you guys want?"

I piped up, "Well, I was wondering if I could swap cabin-buddies with John
for the rest of the time we're here?"

He looked at me in confusion "Erm... Why?"

"Well..." I said, putting on the most pathetic voice I could muster. "I
miss my best friend and I want to spend more time with him. Aidan, John and
Cameron agree! Please mister?" I begged.

Cameron, Aidan and Como followed my lead and put on their pathetic faces as
well.

Mr Curtis'es look of confusion changed to one of exasperation.

"Oh, all right!" he sighed. "What cabins are you guys in?"

"6G and 4A!" Cameron piped up.

"I'll change the roster when I get the chance. You guys need to move your
own stuff though" Curtis said, dismissing us with a wave of his hand.

We looked at each other, enormous grins plastered over our faces.

"Thank you sir!" we emotively chorused, like the good little boys we
pretended to be.

We then ran off back to our cabins, giggling like the girls none of us had
any interest in.

Aidan and I made it back to cabin 6G in record time, and I started helping
Aidan pack his things.

As I was stuffing his trousers into his bag, a thought occurred to me.

"Hey, Aidan?" I shouted across the cabin.

"Yeah?" he replied, his voice slightly muffled by the wardrobe and the
rasping sounds he was making with the clothes.

I turned towards the wardrobe. "Are you sure you're ok with this?" I said
apprehensively.

The rasping stopped. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I'm asking you to move out of the cabin, don't you even feel
slightly offended?" I asked quizzically.

"I know I would be!" I finished, with a hint of desparation.

Aidan looked at me with a quizzical expression that looked slightly comical
on his rounded face.

"Really?" he said "I understand that you'd want alone time with your
boyfriend to get more "acquainted" with each other."

At that moment, I realised how much of a empathetic person Aidan is.

My admiration of him grew even more.

"Besides, you aren't the only one with a boyfriend!" he giggled, pulling me
out of deep thought.

My eyes widened in shock.

I looked him straight in the eye and said "Como?".

He just nodded.

I started laughing in relief. "Who...asked?" I gasped between giggles.

"I asked him, right after we had some fun in our cabin. He said yes!" he
beamed.

"Sounds romantic!" I said, half-sarcastically.

I sighed in relief as the tension faded.

"Are you sure you're ok with this?" I said finally.

"Of course, friend." he said, holding out his arms.

I stepped into them.

His embrace was strong and warm with just a hint of sweat.

We stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity, then he tapped my
shoulder.

"Come on, get off me" he said "I'd better go."

I pulled off him, he patted my shoulder in a gesture of affection, pulled
up his bag, gave me a parting smile and walked out the door.

I was left to my thoughts for a moment before I was interrupted from my
reverie by a knock on that self-same door.

I opened it to find the object of my affections and desire. Cameron. Even
laden down with his two enormous hastily-stuffed bags, he was still
smiling.

"Hey, man" he said, entirely casually.

"Hey, yourself" I replied in what I had hoped was a casual way, but it
ended up sounding like a come-on.

"Are...You going to let me inside? It is bucketing it down, you know!" he
grinned.

I had been staring at Cameron for far too long and had not realised that
the sky had darkened and was spewing out water at quite an alarming rate. I
groaned. Typical Scottish weather!

"Su...Sure. Come in!" I stammered, stepping out of his way.

He gratefully walked in, shook off like a dog on the door mat, dumped his
bag and started to take off his jacket.

"Hang on, aren't we going to go canoeing?" I vocalised in surprise.

"What? Do you not see the weather? Or hear that the instant it gets this
bad, they suspend all the activities for fear of hypothermia without
saying?" Cameron rebuked, slightly concerned for my ignorance.

It turns out that that was the bit I missed while checking out everyone on
the first day.

"The only time we have to leave the cabin is for dinner tonight at 6" (this
was around 1) Cameron added.

I suddenly smiled as the realisation that I was going to be alone with an
insanely beautiful boy for the next 5 hours hit me. Cameron caught my eye
and started smirking as well.

"So..." I purred, moving across the floor towards him, closing the door
slowly as I did so. "What do you want to do, then?"

"Well..." Cameron copied my movements, sliding over towards me with a
fluidity that surprised me entirely, "I'm looking at something I want to do
right now!"

He put his hand on my side and brought our hips closer.

"Really?" I said, feigning ignorance. "Whatever would that -"

Cameron stopped me mid-sentence in the best way possible; he placed his
lips over mine.

He started lapping at my lips. I responded by placing my tongue against his
and placing my hand on the back of his head. He moaned his approval. The
vibrations went from his voice box, into my mouth, through my body and to
my dick, which, even though it was at full mast, started pulsing with my
heartbeats. It had never done that before. I was curious to see what would
happen to Cameron if I did that, so I put my free hand over his bulge and
moaned.

I felt the moan travel through him and into his dick, which started
pulsing, even more forcefully than mine. Even more surprising.

We both came up for air, gasping for it like we had just won a marathon.

As soon as I got enough air in my lungs, I said "Wow...Just, wow!"

"Yep!" Cameron gasped, still not fully back with it.

A thought popped into my head at that moment. A thought that was so
incredibly dirty that, last week, it would have never occurred to me as
something I would want to do.

But this week, it's completely different.

This week, I had my best friend, turned my lover and my boyfriend, across
from me, with a smile on his face, a raging boner in his pants and an
extremely hot body that I just wanted to be with, be joined with, make love
to.

I gently touched Cameron's chin and lifted it up from his heaving chest
towards my face.

"I love you, Cameron, more than anything" I whispered, kissing his cheek.

"I love you too" he whispered back, "More than life"

I hugged into him, trying to get as close as possible to him.

He suddenly pulled back, a wild look in his eyes.

"Close the curtains!" he commanded.

Huh. It seems that he has had the same dirty thought as me.

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End Of Chapter 7

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