By the Campfire Light

Jed walked up to me as the last truck pulled away. The air seemed to get a little colder, and as I looked up at the sky, I saw more stars obscured by the clouds. “Stand closer to the fire. You’re shivering.”

“Am I,” I asked. “I did notice that the air seemed colder. Even your hotness could not overcome it.”

“Really? Well, you’re so hot, I’m surprised you haven’t melted.” Jed looked back; the taillights had disappeared from view. He turned back around to grab me and pull me to him. His mouth was on mine, and the passion that passed between us was greater than I had known in my short life. “Ethan, I understand some of what the other guys talk about when they’ve said they’re in love, and I also understand the guys who talk about how much they want to get into a girl’s pants.”

“You understand?” I asked.

“Maybe that’s the wrong word. I know now what it’s like to want to spend time with someone. You know, one person more than any other. And I know it’s weird because we just met, but it’s the way I told you. I saw you and wanted to meet you, and as soon as you said your name, it was as if my brain said. ‘You have to be with this guy.’ It sounds crazy.”

“Not really.”

“You don’t think so?” he asked.

“No, because I’m feeling the same thing. And about the other, I keep wondering what you look like without clothes and wanting to touch your skin.”

“Me, too,” smiled Jed. He held his hand out.

I stretched my fingers out toward him. He interlaced his right hand with my left.

“I’ve taken dance lessons, forced to actually. I didn’t like dancing with the girls. I suppose if I were a true dancer, I would have enjoyed it, the way I’m enjoying this.”

I stepped close to him. Our bodies touched. “I don’t know how to dance, but I would stay like this all night.”

“Like that song.”

“Which one?” I asked.

“It’s an old one that my parents listen to. Do you know Eddie Rabbitt?”

“He’s one of those guys who sing with Crystal Gayle. My grandparents love Crystal Gayle.”

“Yeah, I think he did.”

“What’s the song?”

Jed cleared his throat. “I’m not a good singer, but it says something like ‘swaying to the music, with your body soft and warm, I just want to love you, stay right here with you all night, I want to make you mine from now until the end of time.’ That’s not right, but it’s close.”

I pulled him to me and kissed his ear. I didn’t want him to see my eyes fill with tears. Those may not have been the exact lyrics; I didn’t know. But if being here next to him made him think of that song, he was probably having the same wild feelings I was having.

“Are you OK?”

I tried to say a clear ‘yes’, but I blubbered.

I felt his hand rubbing the back of my head. “It’s OK. There are a lot of feelings flying around us right now. I want you to sit down on this rock over here.”

I let go of him. He pointed to a large rock with a fairly flat top on it. I sat down. He moved to my left, and I pivoted so I could continue to watch him. The fire continued to burn, although not as fiercely as earlier, still, he was lit from the side. He began to make a movement that reminded me of a slow-motion hula dance. With every few sways of his hips, he unbuttoned one of the buttons of his shirt until they were all open. He began to remove his shirt and when finished, he folded it neatly and handed it to me as he kissed my forehead.

Stepping back, he was on display again. His white t-shirt glowed with an orangey hue and the shadows told me that his body was nicely toned. His nipples were tiny little bumps like pencil erasers. I reached forward, and he pulled his t-shirt over his head. He stepped closer, and I rubbed his nipple with my index finger. A tingle shot through my body.

“Take yours off,” he said with a smile.

“No, my body is ugly. Yours is so perfect.”

“I don’t believe you.” He bent forward to kiss me. “Take it off, or I’ll have to wrestle you for it.”

“But, Jed. I’m hairy. It’s disgusting.”

He spread his legs apart and sat in my lap. His hands moved up and down my chest. “Hairy? I love hairy. Hairy is so manly.”

“No. Smooth like you is sexy.”

“Smooth like me is boring. “You’re sexy.” He reached down to tug at the hem of my shirt.

I put his things next to me and allowed him to pull my shirt off. He looked down at my chest, covered in fine brown hair, all of them straight, just like my pubic hair. I was a freak.

“Oh. Fuck. That’s so hot.” Jed’s hands pushed against my pecs and massaged my chest. “Oh, shit, Ethan. I’ve never seen a sexier chest.” His mouth covered mine, and although I didn’t think it possible, his kiss was more passionate than those that had preceded it. I felt him move his body up and down against mine.

A mist formed in the air, and the crackling noise of the fire raised slightly in volume. I found myself moaning as Jed’s tongue explored my mouth and his ass began to move slightly back and forth across my increased rigidity.

Jed pulled back slightly, probably to catch his breath, and I took the opportunity to suck on one of his nipples. I loved the way the little bump felt as I moved the tip of my tongue across it. I was lost in the sensation of it when the rain began in earnest.

The realization that we had no towels made me jump back. “We need to get in the tent. Our clothes will get soaked, and we have no way to dry them.” Jed slid back and stood up; grabbing his clothes in one hand, and my hand in the other, he started for the tent. A deluge of ice-cold rain began. We were dripping by the time we unzipped the tent and got inside. I immediately began to laugh uncontrollably as I removed my shoes. The tent wasn’t high enough for either of us to stand so we struggled to remove our wet pants and socks.

Jed pulled the canvas door cover together and zipped up the screen. I did my best to spread open the pants for maximum drying. Fortunately, my t-shirt was rolled up and was mostly dry as were Jed’s.

In just our underwear, we shivered in the sudden rush of coolness that settled over us in the rain. The wind began to pick up, and we heard thunder in the distance.

“Here,” said Jed, as he pulled a blanket from his backpack. Scoot back between my legs.” He wrapped the blanket around his back. I pressed my back against his chest, and we intertwined our legs. He pulled the blanket in front of me. “How’s that? Better?”

“Yeah. I can feel your dick poking my ass.”

Jed kissed my neck. “I blame that on you. You’ve got me all wound up, you know.”

I leaned back into him and moved my ass slightly back and forth. “Mmm,” I moaned.

“Don’t,” he said. “Stop.”

“Did you say, ’Don’t. Stop.’ Or ‘Don’t stop’ ?” I asked with a chuckle.

“‘Keep going’ is what I said.”

I pivoted so we could kiss mouth to mouth. Jed’s hand touched my inner thigh. I shuddered. I leaned farther back into him. He rubbed the front of my underwear. A clap of thunder made us both jump. We started to laugh. I flipped around and pulled him to me. I was on my back; Jed kissed my neck and my chest; his hand tickled my dick through my briefs.

“Let’s take off our underwear.”

“Should we check the fire first?” I asked.

Another crack of thunder seemed to shake the ground. We both moved toward the entrance, and Jed unzipped the screen. He adjusted the cover. A small glow from the last hot embers told us that the fire was dying in the rain. The tent shook with the increasing wind. I moved away from the entrance. The darkness seemed even more complete. “If we had any sense, we’d be afraid of the storm.”

“Maybe, but… wait, is that your foot?”

“Yep, and those are my toes you're trying to tickle.” I heard the zipper close, and then kisses began to travel up my leg.

“Wow, I never thought I’d feel that. Even my fantasies never included knee kisses.”

Jed laughed. “I hope to do lots of things you haven’t had the chance to dream about.”

The kisses continued up my leg. His fingers tugged on my underwear. I lifted my butt and allowed him to pull them down. They were just below my knees when his fingers wrapped around my dick. The next kiss landed near my belly button. His fingers moved down to play with my ball sack.

“Jed.”

“Yes, Ethan?”

“I… “ Jed was so easy to talk to, but at that moment, I had trouble forming my thoughts.

“Do you want me to stop?” asked Jed.

“No. It’s not that.” I felt his tongue lick my shaft.

“Is that OK?”

“Mmm yeah,” I replied. I felt his nose bury itself in my hairy bush.

“Your hair is so soft, and I love the way you smell. You’re perfect.”

His mouth went over the head of my dick. His tongue crushed me against the back of his teeth and the roof of his mouth before it moved up and down the part of my cock that was inside his mouth. He released me. “I love the way you taste. I’ve never tasted a dick before now, but it’s a little salty and earthy.” His fingers wrapped around the base of my cock as he sucked up and down the top half of the shaft.

The sensations I was feeling were better, more exciting than anytime I had ever manipulated my member. At one point, as he moved down, and I went farther into his mouth, the sensation made me throw my head back so hard that I hit the ground. The thunder outside the tent increased in intensity. I began to thrust my pelvis up, and almost without warning, my body stiffened. The only sounds I could make were sharp exhales.

I felt the sperm move up and out my dick as I spewed my cum into Jed’s mouth. The rain struck the tent with more force. I heard no sounds from within the tent, but I knew that Jed had tried to swallow my seed. I came twice, and then I fell back onto the blanket.

Neither of us moved. The tent, whipped by the wind, and the roar of the rain covered the sound of the thunder. I sat up and pulled Jed’s shoulder. His face was next to mine, and he found my mouth. I could taste my ejaculate on his lips.

“Jed.” I didn’t think he could hear me. “Jed.”

“I’m so happy,” I heard him say. “That was… I loved it.”

I reached down and grabbed the elastic of his underwear. He laid back so I could pull them off him. I removed mine as well. I followed his legs with my hands until I reached his groin. His penis was hard. I grabbed it and began to suck in the very way I had practiced on thick carrots and the bottom of my electric toothbrush. I wanted to take his entire dick into my mouth, but as the tip of his erection hit the back of my mouth, I gagged. I pulled back but continued to suck up and down his cock.

My fingers moved across his scrotum; my thumb spread the saliva between his balls and across his taint. I was sure I heard him say ‘Oh, fuck’, but the weather made me unsure. Jed did not move his hips, but I did hear the squeal that accompanied his ejaculation. A thin, slightly salty liquid shot into my mouth, and I easily swallowed it. It was followed by a second squirt; I swallowed most of it. I wasn’t able to swallow the third and fourth load. I made him come four times. Four times. I was quite pleased with myself.

I wiped my mouth as I snuggled up next to him. I found his ear. “I never expected any of this, but I’m so glad that it happened.” A flash of lightning so near that the inside of the tent was lit was followed almost immediately by the loudest thunderclap I’d ever heard. We jerked in response.

“What I wanted to say earlier, Jed,” I started, “is that I’m already falling for you. I wanted you to know that.”

“I tripped when I first saw you,” he said. “I fell when you told me your name.”

I didn’t tell him then, but I knew I loved him at that moment. I wanted to tell my mother; I wanted to tell everyone, but I was worried about what Thomas would do. Would he be able to ruin things for us?

--to be continued--