Evan’s Perspective
I dropped Jenny off and was heading home. I wondered if Ron had gone to bed yet. We hadn’t really talked for about two weeks. As I drove past their house, I didn’t see any lights on, so I figured he was already in bed. I parked, and then went into the house. Mom was passed out as usual in her chair. The tv was still on and a half glass was on the table next to her. I turned off the tv and took her glass to the kitchen sink, where I poured out its contents and rinsed the glass out. I went up to bed and stripped down to my underwear. I climbed onto my bed and thought about how tonight went with Jenny. We had fun. We fucked our brains out, I thought as I rubbed my crotch, then realized I wasn’t even getting chubbed. Something was missing, I realized, or maybe I’m just really tired. As I continued to lay there, I thought of Ron and the fact that he might be a little pissed at me for ghosting him. It wasn’t my fault. I was spending all my time with Jenny doing what guys do. Most of the time lately, when with Ron, we were doing things that weren’t really what guys should do together. We seemed to be doing it more and more and taking it further and further. Ron seemed to be trying to kiss me more often, and at times, I didn’t really turn away. I think I was starting to enjoy it, fuck, to be honest, I was most definitely enjoying it. I had to admit, I liked the taste of Ron’s pre AND his skeet. When he fucked me, he knew the spot that got my whole body feeling like it was connected electrically to my dick. Fucking Jenny was great, but when I finally tried fucking Ron, it was amazing, much tighter than Jenny’s pussy, but there was more to it than just that. It seemed more personal. It was more than that we were best friends. I can’t put my finger on it, but something made what we did together seem, well, deeply personal. Fuck, I suddenly realized I was hard as fuck and had a huge wet spot in my underwear. I slid them off and didn’t even think about it as I pulled my underwear up, looked at the wet spot from my pre, and licked it while I stroked my dick. I thought about that night when Ron straddled me and rode my dick while I pushed up into him. Then, after I had skeeted inside him once, I began fucking him again and deposited another load inside him. Then, I erupted all over myself. It even surprised me as a rope of cun landed across the hand holding the underwear at my mouth as well as hitting my nose. Once I was finished skeeting, I used my underwear to clean myself up. As I laid back to get ready to sleep, an idea popped into my head and I decided to call Ron first thing in the morning.
Saturday morning, I was excited as I called Ron. I had already dragged my backpack and sleeping bag out and had packed most of what I’d need. I was so hopeful he would agree to go. Ron sounded a little put off on the phone at first. I kind of figured he be a little pissed at me, but he eventually agreed to go. I was so looking forward to this. Fuck, my dick was already hard as fuck just thinking about it.
We arrived at the lookout and stopped to drink some water. Ron asked about Jenny. That was a subject I was hoping wouldn’t come up today, and it was still early in the morning. I didn’t reply at first, then gave a ‘she’s doing good’ kind of generic reply. For some reason, my brain decided to give my mouth a case of diarrhea, and I blurted out about Jenny blowing me in the movie theater and then about us fucking in the Walmart parking lot. I wished I could reel all those words back into my mouth as I saw his jaw clench. He laughed but I could tell it was forced, then he asked me why I had called him this morning. That hurt, but I thought I deserved it and tried to brush it off like there wasn’t this sudden wedge between us and gave a stupid answer of ,’to go camping’. Silence followed my stupid answer, so I decided to apologize for ghosting him, but gave a lame reason for it. Then he brought up the nightmare I had that night. He hit a raw nerve but that was because he was right. I thought about that as we resumed the hike toward the site. We walked in silence for a while. I reflected on that nightmare and also how my life seemed to be less stressful since the divorce and my dad’s absence. I knew my mom had mixed feelings about it, but I felt we were both better off without him. It also occurred to me that he had always poisoned my head with hatred of anyone different from us. I suddenly felt ashamed of how I talked about guys like Kevin and Scott. I was becoming my father. Fuck! I decided to not allow my father’s poison to ruin this camping trip, well, as much as I could. I know I’d slip up here and there but I was going to try my hardest not to. I wanted this to be the best overnight camping trip ever for Ron. Ron brought up what we were going to do after graduation and we talked a little about that. I wasn’t looking forward to Ron going off to college. I was glad that we arrived at the concrete building as it took us away from the conversation about Ron going off to college. We looked inside and I recalled us hiding on the roof of the building while Kevin and Scott sucked and fucked inside. It had me boned all over again. I couldn’t wait to arrive at our destination.
We finally arrived, and I couldn’t wait to show Ron around. We walked the spring-fed creek and arrived at the two-foot waterfall and large pool it emptied into. I goaded him into bending down to feel how cold the water was, then splashed him with a handful. We began splashing each other with the cold water, and before we knew it, we were both shivering in our soaking wet clothes but were laughing the whole time. I was the happiest I’d been since that fucked-up nightmare two weeks ago. It felt good. I felt great, but we were shivering, so we decided on a truce and quickly pulled off our ice cold water-soaked T-shirts. We wrung them out and strung up a wash line between two trees to hang them on. Then we pulled our stuff over to set up camp, beginning with the tent. I pointed out how we were about to soak the tent floor, so we decided to pull off and hang up our soaking wet shorts also. As we were tying the tent fabric to the fiberglass tubing, I noticed that Ron had his arms up, tying the center top to the fiberglass frame. I dropped to my knees and quickly yanked down Ron’s underwear. As he looked down at me, I took him into my mouth. I worked on his cock for a little, then Ron stopped me and pulled me to my feet. I ended up taking our underwear and hanging them up with the rest of our clothes. When I returned, we got into a sixty-nine position and sucked each other off. Did I tell you how much I loved Ron’s pre and his cum, too. I think that might be really gay, but at the moment, I don’t care. After we both finished skeeting into each other’s mouths, Ron flipped around and began kissing me again. He really seems to enjoy kissing, but then maybe it’s just sharing the cum with each other. I let my tongue chase across his lips and teeth in search for any that was left. I guess him kissing me isn’t really so bad, especially if it’s to share the cum with each other.
After that, we finished setting everything up, then we filled the solar shower with that freezing cold water. I hope the thing works. I don’t want an ice cold shower. Splashing each other was fun, but that water if fucking cold. After hanging the shower up, we ate the sandwiches Ron made for lunch. That hit the spot. Since our underwear was dry, Ron suggested we put them back on to avoid getting our manhood sunburnt. I agreed and also mentioned the possibility of bug bites.
Next on the agenda was making sure we had the campfire ready to go. Ron was going to gather rocks to build the campfire while I gathered wood and kindling. I was really impressed after returning from my third trip. Ron hadn’t just built a fire ring; he just about had a fireplace built. The only thing missing was a chimney. I kidded him about it, but he knew it was a complement. Ron suggested he join me to search for more wood. Being a smartass, I grabbed his crotch and said it wouldn’t be hard to find. As we searched, we found a fallen tree and lots of dead, broken branches. I stopped suddenly, on purpose, and bent over. As planned, Ron bumped into me. I stood up and pressed back into him suggestively. He boned up immediately and the reached around my chest to pull me in tighter. He ground his hard dick into me as I pushed my ass back and ground against his hardness. Then I pushed my underwear down to my thighs. He looked surprised when I pushed away from him, and even more surprised, but pleased when I turned around, dropped to my knees, pulled his underwear down and took his dick into my mouth. I sucked his dick for a bit. I guess he was surprised again when I pulled my mouth off his dick and then pulled a condom out of my right sock I had hidden there. I rolled it over his dick, then sucked him some more to get it wet. I stood up and moved to the fallen tree and bent over and put my hands on it. Ron knew what I wanted. He wet his fingers and inserted one, then two, and then three into me, stretching my hole, then he entered me. He was soon pressed up against my ass. Fuck, I had missed this. I whispered for him to fuck me and he did. Soon he was slamming his pelvis into my ass. I was grunting and moaning in pleasure as his cock continued finding that spot, that fucking awesome spot that had me seeing stars. I heard Ron say, “I missed this.” I couldn’t have agreed more. As he fucked me silly. While still coherent, I told him to warn me when he was about to cum, then I surprised myself. He started hitting that spot on every thrust and I told him that and to keep fucking me like that and even to fuck me harder. Before I realized what was happening, my whole body surged with something like a shock that went from that spot in my ass, up through my spine to my brain and then down to my dick, and I began skeeting like never before. It went all over the tree in front of me and the ground, including leaves of plants. Ron then announced he was about to cum. I quickly pulled from his dick, turned around and pulled off his condom as I dropped to the ground in front of him. I got my mouth over his dick just in time as the first blast of his skeet coated my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I enjoyed the feel as rope after rope filled my mouth. I made sure I cleaned off every drop of cum from his dick before standing up. I looked down as his dick still twitched a little longer. Ron surprised me when he dropped down and took my dick in his mouth. I guess he saw a drop of cum at the tip, but my dick was still very sensitive and I begged him to stop. He did, then stood up. Once again with the kissing as his tongue searched my mouth for cum. I instinctively raked my togue across his teeth but otherwise remained passive. When he ended the kiss, I thought to myself that I enjoyed his kisses more than Jenny’s. I wasn’t about to share that. We finished gathering wood and had enough for several days even though we were just staying the night.
I finished stacking the wood while Ron built the perfect boy scout campfire. He was finishing up as I went over to the creek and washed my hands. Ron came over and washed his hands also. He was bent over, and when he began shaking the water from his hands, I grabbed him by his hips and started grinding my stiff dick into his ass cheeks. He jumped at first, then asked me what I was doing. I told him jr. wanted to play hide and seek. I laughed to myself as I imagined my dick hiding inside Ron’s ass while seeking his magic button. I crack myself up sometimes. We moved to the tree where I had placed the tube of lube on a branch. Ron removed his underwear and I threw them over the wash line. He bent down and pulled my underwear down and began sucking my dick. When he stood up, I had him turn to face the tree, then I poured some lube on my fingers and began fingering him to loosen him up. After working three fingers in him for a bit. I even surprised myself when Ron reached for his dick and I told him not to touch it. I didn’t want him to cum too soon. I asked Ron if he was ready and he seemed excited, so I handed him the condom. He dropped down and rolled it on as I wiped the excess lube from my fingers with some paper towels. When Ron got up, I had him face the tree. He bent down and arched his back, presenting his firm ass to me. At first, I teased him with the tip of my dick as I moved it up and down between his ass cheeks. I smiled thinking I was torturing him but realized I was also torturing myself. When I began teasing his tight hole, Ron pushed back into it. I decided he was ready and pushed forward. I slowly sank inside his tight fucking hole, so much tighter than Jenny’s pussy. Soon, I was fucking his tight ass and he was begging for more, harder, faster as the sound of my pelvis slapping into his ass echoed through the trees. Then Ron cried out that he was about to cum. I reached around him and positioned my hand to try to catch his cum as he skeeted. Fuck, it felt like he might shoot a hole in my hand. When he finally finished and was huffing for breath as he held onto the tree, I slowed down so I could lick the cum from my hand. I saved some and brought my hand to Ron’s mouth. He licked my hand clean, the I grabbed his hip again and resumed fucking him. It wasn’t long before I said I was about to cum. Ron slid free of my dick, turned and dropped to his knees in front of me. He pulled off my condom and took me in his mouth just before my dick began skeeting. Fuck, it felt like nirvana. I wasn’t sure I was going to stop. As I was catching my breath, Ron stood back up. I stared into his eyes for a few seconds, then surprised both of us by moving forward and placing my mouth on his and we kissed. We shared our cum as both of our tongues dueled in each other’s mouths. Ron kissed so well, and I tried to kiss him as good in return. It felt nice. It felt right. I didn’t even realize I had placed my arms over his shoulders as he had his around my back. We eventually broke the kiss and then just stared into each other’s eyes intently for a long moment. Ron then broke into a smile, and I couldn’t help but smile myself.
It was still early afternoon. Our clothes had dried, so we got dressed and went to explore the area more. I hadn’t ever been much further than this. There wasn’t anything you could call a trail, so we followed what looked like a deer path. It wound up and down into the woods. We saw several deer as well as other woodland creatures, chipmunks, squirrels, birds and even caught a glimpse of what we figured was a black bear. We decided not to go in his direction and instead turned around and headed back to camp.
When we returned, we got out the other led lanterns and placed them around the camp strategically and then sat down in out chairs. For the longest time, neither of us said a word. I was thinking about what a lit day it had been. I hadn’t been this happy in a long time. I was glad Ron agreed to come camping with me. Maybe we will do it again, soon, for the whole weekend. This was a perfect spot. I didn’t think anyone else had discovered it yet and I hoped no one would, at least for a long time. Ron nudged my arm. When I looked at him, he indicated with his head toward the creek. I smiled as a doe and two fawns were drinking from the creek. I didn’t think they noticed us, so we just watched as the doe looked around and moved her ears in different directions. One of the fawns looked directly at us, but didn’t seem to freak. Eventually, they sauntered off back into the woods.
Ron said, “Thanks for calling and suggesting doing this, Evan. I’m really enjoying it.” I smiled at Ron and said, “Me too”, then I reached over and rubbed his crotch. He turned to me, grinning. Ron then asked, “Want to make sure the sleeping bags are comfortable enough?” I said, “Yeah, let me grab something. I’ll be right in.” I walked over to the tree and grabbed the lube and then went to join Ron inside the tent. When I got inside and zippered the screen back up, I found Ron had already removed his shoes and socks. I quickly followed and soon we were both naked and boned. I climbed over Ron in a sixty-nine and we began sucking dick. I wanted to suck the cum right out of him, but at the moment, I wanted something else more. Ron must have been thinking the same thing. I felt a wet finger playing around my tight ring. I began doing the same to him. We both had three fingers in each other, and Ron’s dick was flooding my mouth with pre. I’m sure I was doing the same to Ron’s mouth. I pulled off Ron’s dick and pulled mine out of Ron’s mouth and asked him, “Want to do me?” Ron answered, “Sure”, with a smile. I grabbed the lube and squirted some on his dick. He asked, “Where’s the condoms?” I replied, “I left them on the tree outside. I want you in me raw and I want you to skeet inside me.” Ron smiled and said, “I like that idea. You’ll do me like that too, right?” I grinned and said, “That was my plan.” I laid back on the sleeping bag and raised my legs. Ron positioned himself between my legs and rubbed the lubed head of his cock up and down my ass crack, then pushed inside. I inhaled a deep breath as he slowly fed me his fat dick and soon his balls were pressed against my ass. He began slowly fucking me as we looked into each other’s eyes. I had always closed my eyes before. This was different, this felt different. I wanted to look at him as he fucked me. I wanted to see his expression as I felt his dick sliding back and forth inside me. He smiled as he saw me flinch as he brushed against that spot inside me. He knew why I had flinched and watched me with satisfaction on his face as he hit that spot over and over again. I had to focus so my eyes didn’t roll back. I hadn’t even realized my legs had wrapped around his back. I looked into his eyes and whispered, “Fuck yeah, Ron. Fuck me. You feel so good inside me.” Ron moved his arms forward, resting his forearms on either side of me under my own as he grabbed my shoulders from the back. His face was just inches from mine. I could feel his breaths. I’m sure he could feel mine. I searched his eyes. I was about to say something but instead, I lifted my head and brought our lips together. We moaned into each other’s mouths as Ron’s dick continued to massage my magic spot. I was now practically whining into his mouth. Ron wasn’t fucking me, he was making love to me, and fuck it felt so good. I tried to keep focus but my brain wasn’t cooperating, it was short circuiting in such an amazing way. Then fireworks and jolts of electricity and I was suddenly skeeting between us. Ron began grunting into my lips as I felt his dick swell inside me and then pulse as he began filling me with his seed. Ron’s full weight lowered onto me as we caught our breath. He nuzzled his face into my neck. It felt nice, like it belonged there. After a few minutes, Ron pulled out of me. I let my legs drop and Ron rolled off of me and lay next to me. He asked me, “Are you ok?” I could barely talk as I lay there in total bliss. I finally got out, “I’m way more than ok. You’ll have to give me a little though.” Ron chuckled, “No worries. That was fire. Thank you.” I laid there in thought, ‘He’s thanking me? He just rocked my world.’
After several minutes of reflection on what had just happened, I was boned again. I rolled over on top of Ron catching him by surprise. We both had my cum on our chest and abs, so I sat up and wiped some of my cum from Ron and wiped it on my dick. I slid back between his legs. He smiled and lifted his knees up to his chest. I wiped more of my cum from my own chest and abs and wiped it onto the head of my dick, then rubbed it against Ron’s tight pucker. My baby batter was slimy enough to allow me to push inside as Ron groaned from my initial entry. He was boned fully a moment later. I slowly entered him as I watched the expression on his face. He looked in deep concentration as he stared into my eyes. Before I knew, I was balls deep. I began a slow, shallow in out motion, then slowly increased how far I pulled out before driving in balls deep again. I slowly increased speed until I matched the rhythm Ron had used. I saw his mouth drop open and knew I found his spot. Ron wrapped his legs around my back and I lowered myself down to him. Our lips met and Ron moaned into my mouth as I sawed in and out of him, hitting his button each time. As much as I felt like speeding up and pounding into him, I didn’t want to. I wanted to make him feel what I felt. I continued stroking in and out of him as he moaned into my lips. His eyes almost seemed to be glazed over as he looked at me. Then suddenly his moans grew louder until a long whining sound erupted from him. I felt his anal muscles spasm around my dick, bringing me over the edge. I grunted as I felt Ron skeeting between us while I pumped my seed deep inside him. I slowly sank down on top of him and laid my head on his shoulder with my nose in the crook of his neck. Ron said, “That was amazing, and this feels really nice.” I didn’t say anything, but I was thinking the same thing. We laid like that for about an hour. It felt so nice, I didn’t want to move. Then Ron said, “Maybe we should see if that shower actually works.” I said, “Yeah, at least if it didn’t, we already did it, so too late.” We both laughed at my lame joke. It was no joke getting separated though. The cum had already started to dry. Eventually, we emerged from the tent with soap and shampoo. Ron opened the valve, and we felt the water temperature. I grinned, “It’s warm!” We climbed under the water and shampooed each other’s hair and then took turns soaping each other up. A part of my brain kept telling me this was way too gay, but it felt right. As I dropped down to soap up Ron’s legs, I soaped up each leg and the soaped up his balls with one hand while soaping his dick with the other, “Fuck you, dad.” Ron asked, “What did you say?” I thought I had just thought it in my head. Apparently, I said it out loud.
To be continued
