Vacation Fun
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Story Content-- Femboy, Oral, and Masturbation. Story is done in FP PoV.
For those of you that haven’t read any of my previous stories, this is just a slight alteration from them, but with the same main characters. The main one you’ll be following is a Femboy, one that looks, sounds, and acts just like the girl he so wants to be. He feels much more comfortable in girls’ clothes than he ever has in boys’. And yes, he is absolutely gay. He’s just over five foot in height, and maybe 110 pounds in weight. So now you have the basics, now sit back and enjoy one of his adventures…
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Oh man, I just couldn’t see how this weekend was going be considered fun, even if you did label it a vacation. Sure, I liked fishing, boating, swimming, and even doing a little hiking if I had to. But having no running water, no actual toilet to use, and probably being bothered by hundreds of bugs all the time... well, that part just didn’t sound fun to me.
Luckily, I’d have my step brother, Brad, to hang out with. That part was really the only bright side I could see to this vacation. Ever since he and I had finally started to acknowledge each other as more than just step brothers, things had definitely taken a turn for the better around home. Pretty much on a daily basis I’d have Brad’s dick inside me, in one hole or the other. We still liked to fool around beforehand, you know, like we were still testing the waters. It just added to the fun and there really was no end to the ways you could tease someone if you put your mind to it. You just had to be creative sometimes, that’s all.
Making it to the campgrounds took nearly two hours, which Brad and I spent playing on our tablets and cell phones. Once we were there and had checked in at the main gate, my step dad, Jack, was given directions to our camping spot and off we went. We had to travel over a stone and dirt road to get to our remote site, but our big-ass SUV had no trouble getting us there. It was built for shit like this after all.
My legs were cramped by the time we parked and were finally allowed to get out and stretch. Fuck, nearly 2 hours cooped up in a vehicle was no fun at all, even as comfortable as Jack’s SUV was.
I practically jumped out of my skin when Brad walked by me and smacked my ass while I’d been preoccupied with stretching back and legs. I instantly looked around to see where mom and Jack were, and was relieved to see that they were busy unloading our camping gear at the back of the SUV. I gave Brad a little grin, but wagged a finger at him in warning. The good-looking shithead just grinned and kept on walking away, evidently intent on helping our folks out with the unpacking.
After what felt like forever, but was only probably about another hour, we finally had our tents up and located where we wanted them. Mom and Jack had decided to keep their tent closer to the vehicle, while Brad and I put ours up nearly 50 feet away, and right next to a second fire pit. It was almost like he and I had our own campsite, which I think was the whole idea behind setting up so far from our parents.
Not long after getting everything up and ready for a weekend of camping, and what I hoped wasn’t two days of misery, Brad and I took off down one of the trails that led away from our camping spot, mutually intent on seeing what new things we could find out here in ‘no man’s land’.
That had been our initial game-plan, but as soon as we were 50 feet into the woods, on a trail that was so well-kept that it had to be man-made, Brad reached over and started to grope my closest asscheek. I just shook my head and let him. It had been hours since we were last able to do anything, after all, and I think both of us were in need right now.
“Did you bring any of your girls’ clothes with you?” he asked as he continuously squeezed my cheek.
I nodded. “Of course. And I think your dad is actually starting to except it when I put on some of my more feminine stuff.”
Brad sputtered a little at that. “Yeah, I’ve actually seen him checking you out a few times in the last week or so. In truth, I think you just remind him of a younger version of your mom when you’re wearing your girly clothes.”
I grinned and nodded in agreement. What Brad didn’t know, though, was that his dear old dad had been paying me a few nightly visits over the past week or so, and he’d been doing a lot more than just checking me out once he did sneak into my room. And if I had it my way, Brad would never find out, either.
“So what’s our gameplan for today.?” I asked.
Brad lifted and dropped my cheek a few times before answering. “Well, first I’m going to find a tree to piss on…. Here’s a likely candidate. And then I’m going to relieve myself.”
And with that, Brad pulled to a stop so he could whip out his semi-hard dick to pee on the closest tree. I snickered at his joke and came around to stand beside him, but facing the opposite direction. I stared down at his perfect penis and watched the thick stream of piss come out and splash the bottom of the tree in front of him. Some guys just had the most good-looking dicks, I swear, and I’m here to tell you that Brad’s would forever be in my top 5.
Once he was done peeing and started to shake it dry, I knelt down beside him and reached out to take over the job. Brad immediately turned my way, and without a second’s hesitation, or a word from either one of us, I had that beautiful thing inside my hungry mouth. I think it took him all of two seconds to become completely hard once he was in, and I was quick to take advantage of this by pushing just a little bit of his cockhead inside my throat. I gagged on it right away, of course, but kept at it anyhow, because I wanted dearly to one day be able to take him all. And in order to do that I was going to have to practice. Which meant I was in for a lot of gagging till I got used to it.
“Shit, Sam.” Brad breathed while watching me work. “I swear you look like you were born for sucking dick. Fuck you look good right now!”
I just glanced up and gave him a wink. I didn’t want to pull him out now that I had him in me. Focusing once more on my work, I opened my mouth wider than what was needed, then started to slam my face forward so his big cockhead smashed with a loud wet sound against the back of my throat. I tried to relax so at least a little of his dick would go in, but my throat had other ideas I guess, because it didn’t seem to want anything that big to get by. So I had to settle for just ramming his cockhead up against the back of my throat while making little choking sounds and drooling all over the place. I think he liked it more than me, which was sort of the point.
“Oh fuck! You are one nasty bitch, Sammie!” Brad quietly declared. He was now holding onto both sides of my head and helping me stab my throat over and over again by fucking my face. “You want me to cum right now, or do you want me to wait?”
I pulled away from his big meat and then smacked it forcefully right upside my face. “I want it!” I begged, then started jerking him in a blur of speed. “I fucking love drinking your cum! I want you to blow it right in my mouth, Brad!” I was letting his firm cockhead drum against my lips and nose while I was talking and jerking at the same time, and I could see I was steadily bringing him to the point of no return with this technique. “Come on, gimme gimme gimme!”
His eyes huge in wonder, Brad suddenly smacked my jerking hand away so he could take over. I let him, but kept my face close enough so his cockhead was still repeatedly bouncing around against my lower face. He came only a few seconds later, and boy was it a doozy, too! Brad had stopped jerking himself off as soon as he was about to explode and just kept his big cock aimed right at my open mouth. His first burst of sperm came out with some pretty crazy force behind it, and even though he had been taking careful aim, he still somehow missed my eagerly awaiting hole. His first blast sprayed all up and across my nose instead. Thankfully he was quick to adjust his aim and after that I was getting every last burst he had left square in the mouth.
“Oh my fucking God that looks amazing!” Brad moaned and groaned above me.
I just looked up and smiled as I swallowed down his delicious load. As always, the bastard tasted incredible. I then just sat there on my heels while he pushed his still-hard cock around in his first splatter of cum that still covered my nose and upper lip. While he did this I licked and kissed his messy head every time it came into my range.
“For the life of me,” he panted while working his cock around against my face. “I seriously can’t see myself ever getting tired of this.”
I smiled once again, then tongue whipped his cockhead when it drifted by my mouth. He pulled away then, so I stood up and wiped my face off as best as I could.
“Oh please.” I said. “Just as soon as you get a real girl I’ll be all but forgotten.”
Brad had his big dick put away again and was refastening his pants. “Yeah right, Sam. And how many girls do you know that are into anal, huh?”
He had a good point there. I honestly didn’t know any, so I just gave him a shrug.
Brad gave me a look that seemed to say, ‘see what I mean?’ “Ugh, girls just want to have their guy be all romantic and shit. Fuck that! I just wanna fuck them in the ass, or at the very least get them doggy style.”
I was giggling long before he was finished talking, because he was really getting himself worked up about this whole thing. It was pretty easy to see that he’d given this some thought a time or two in the past.
“Ok, whatever you say, big guy.” I teased. “Come on, I want to keep exploring.”
We ended up finding a few good fishing spots during our hike and I made a mental note of their location for later on when we decided to see what the small lake had to offer.
Once back at our camp again, I went over and entered our three-man tent to change out of these stupid boys’ clothes and into something a bit more girly. I knew my mom was pretty acceptable about me doing this sort of thing, but also knew that she was still a little worried about what Jack would think. In truth, Jack had been showing a lot of acceptance with me whenever I dressed in my alternate clothes, and I knew he was putting on a show for my mom’s benefit alone. Pretty sure he wanted our new little family to run as smoothly as possible so he could keep on playing around with me whenever the opportunity arose.
When I stepped back out of mine and Brad’s tent a little later, it was in a pair of thin, grey, cotton shorts and a pink and white tank top. I should probably point out that my male parts were so small that I was barely showing down there right now even though I was going commando and had shorts that looked like they were spray painted on. If I were a normal boy I probably would’ve been depressed to beat hell about having a package this small. But the truth was I just didn’t care, and saw it as just another way for me to pass myself off as being a girl, especially while dressing in clothes as revealing as these.
As soon as I was out of the tent I looked out across the small lake and stretched for affect. Then I turned around and was surprised when I saw that mom and Brad were nowhere in camp. Jack, however, was sitting in a lawn chair in front of their campfire and staring right at me. I feigned indifference as best as I could and walked his way. Seriously, I thought I’d been posing for Brad a little bit ago when I’d put on a big show of stretching, but I guess it worked out in the end. Pretty sure Jack enjoyed the show.
A little something about Jack. He’s basically an older and slightly taller version of Brad, only he has a beard, which Brad obviously does not. The other notable variance was that Brad had him beat in the manhood department by just a tiny bit. And of course Jack wasn’t in nearly as good a shape as his boy. Still, that didn’t mean he was unattractive or anything. Far from it! Like I said, he was just an older and slightly heavier version of Brad, which meant he was still quite a looker even for his age.
“Hey there, Jack.” I said pleasantly as soon as I stepped up to stand beside him. “Where’s mom and Brad at?”
“Your mom found some blue berries off in the woods over that way.” he said while pointing off in the opposite directing Brad and I had gone exploring earlier. “They went to see if there was enough to pick.”
“Oh that’s cool.” I was just making conversation now.
Jack may have been coming into my bedroom late at night for the last week or two, but the one thing neither of us had done during that time was mention it in any way to one another. Or to anyone else for that matter. So While I stood there beside him, I really had no idea how to act around him, other than to just act normal.
“Get me a beer from the cooler?” he suddenly asked while holding his empty out for me to take.
I took it out of his hand and looked around for the cooler.
“Its just inside our tent.” He said when he saw my wondering gaze.
I gave him a smile of thanks. “Oh, ok.”
Seeing as the two of us were alone, I decided right then and there to do a little teasing, just to see how it went. So, once I had his tent unzipped, I dropped to my hands and knees so I could crawl inside to retrieve his beer. I knew my sweet little ass was now on display for him and had a pretty good idea that the shot I was giving him was pretty damn good, too. I mean, I knew I had a great ass, so with it being up in the air like it was right now, and since the shorts I had on were stupidly thin and tight, I was one hundred percent confident I was giving him a shot to remember right now.
Turns out I was right. I took my time in getting his beer out of the cooler, and by the time I had his tent zipped up again and was heading back his way, I could clearly see the big bulge he was sporting in his tan khaki shorts, even though he was sitting down. Dude was totally hard right now and I didn’t even bother trying to hide my interest in it as I handed off his drink.
“Thanks, Sam.” he said. He didn’t even try to cover up his obvious arousal.
I smiled down at him, and even I could tell my look was filled with mischief. I didn’t care. I wanted him to know that I liked the fact that I could get him hard this easily
“The others probably won’t be back for a little while yet.” he said conversationally, then patted his left thigh. “Want to sit down?”
He was offering his lap for me to sit on? Was he friggen nuts? Well screw it, I thought, and stepped right in between his legs and took seat on his proffered knee. I gave him a shy grin that was one hundred percent genuine, then let my right hand come down to rest on his upper left thigh.
“Thanks.” I said softly, acting like a nervous little girl, which wasn’t too difficult for me to pull off since I really was nervous as fuck right now. “My feet were getting a little tired of standing.”
We both ignored the fact that there were a few other chairs nearby I could’ve used. That would’ve ruined everything after all.
Jack just nodded and gave me a half-smile. “I guess it’s not very often we get a chance for some alone time like this. I’ve been meaning to ask you how you’ve been sleeping lately.”
Oh that was smooth! Before I answered him, though, I eased my hand a little higher up on his thigh as casually as I could, until I could feel my fingers glide right over the lump in his shorts.
“Oh wow, funny you should ask.” I said while keeping an eye out for the others. “I have been having the most amazing dreams lately.”
“Oh yeah? Like what?”
My fingers were now gently massaging the lump running along his inner thigh, and the two of us just went right on acting as though nothing untoward was happening right now. God I really loved this shit!
“Oh I’m not sure I can tell you that, Jack.” I said and gave him a quick glance and a grin.
Under my working fingers I felt him pump his boner a couple times and it once again made me flash him a quick knowing look.
“Why not?” he asked. “Was I in them or something?”
I slid my hand all the way over his shaft and gave it an affectionate squeeze. “You could say that.” I confessed. “I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but in my dreams I was letting you… you know, do stuff to me.”
He pumped his cock for me again and I was quick to respond by switching to running my hand up and down its entire length. I was now alternating between looking at the woods where Brad and my mom were supposed to have gone, then down for a few seconds to watch my hand work his big boner bulge. Man, there was just nothing quite like another man’s junk in your hand!
“Oh yeah? Like what?” he asked conversationally.
I looked up and met his eyes briefly before looking back to the woods with a shy giggle. “I don’t wanna tell you.” I teased, then concentrated on kneading his cockhead with my little hand. “It’s embarrassing. And it wouldn’t be proper for me to tell you my dreams, especially ones where you’re playing with my butt.”
“Oh, so I was playing with your butt, was I?”
I giggled again and there as nothing fake about it. I was actually having a great time at this.
“You weren’t supposed to know that.” I said, and shook my head and pretended to be embarrassed that I’d let that slip. “I’m not supposed to be dreaming of you playing with me like that. And you are definitely not supposed to know about it.”
Jack made his erection pump in my hand again so I switched tactics once more by going back to running my hand up and down over its entire length again. I still had my eyes glued to the treeline for movement while I worked him, and so far there was still no sign of the others.
“Well, don’t you worry about it, Sammie.” he said, then really started to make his cock jump in my hand. “Whatever happens between you and me will just stay between us. Sound good?”
I was no longer looking at the woods anymore. Instead, I was totally focused on the work my hand was involved in, because if I didn’t know any better I’d swear that Jack was trying to actually get off in his shorts right now. With that thought in mind I abandoned anything resembling acting or even caution and focused solely on jerking him off as best I could through those khaki shorts of his. Within seconds of really working him I heard him quietly grunt, then his lawn chair creaked when he tried to change his sitting position, and then his cock came alive in my hand yet again. This time, though, I watched as it pumped and jumped in my hand, and then a wet spot suddenly sprang up signaling him busting a nut right in his shorts. I stopped jerking him and settled on just letting my middle finger gyrate around the underside of his boner, right where it was most sensitive. The cum stain grew bigger as I did this and I swear I could actually smell the musky scent of it, too. Shit, I SO wanted to peel his pants off and lick him clean right now!
“Well, the others will be back shortly, I’m sure.” Jack said easily, effectively breaking into my day dream. “I should probably go change, since it looks like my shorts are a little dirty now.”
I ran my fingers over the wet spot and grinned hugely over the nonchalance he was portraying. Damn this was fun!
“Well thanks for letting me sit on your lap, Jack.” I said as I got to my feet. “That was really nice of you to let me do that.”
Jack gave me a wink and patted my right buttcheek as he was stepping by. “Think nothing of it, Sammie. I rather enjoyed this alone time we just had. Maybe we’ll get lucky and find some more while we’re here.”
“I hope so!” I said with enthusiasm that was nowhere close to being fake.
For those of you that haven’t read any of my previous stories, this is just a slight alteration from them, but with the same main characters. The main one you’ll be following is a Femboy, one that looks, sounds, and acts just like the girl he so wants to be. He feels much more comfortable in girls’ clothes than he ever has in boys’. And yes, he is absolutely gay. He’s just over five foot in height, and maybe 110 pounds in weight. So now you have the basics, now sit back and enjoy one of his adventures…
***
Oh man, I just couldn’t see how this weekend was going be considered fun, even if you did label it a vacation. Sure, I liked fishing, boating, swimming, and even doing a little hiking if I had to. But having no running water, no actual toilet to use, and probably being bothered by hundreds of bugs all the time... well, that part just didn’t sound fun to me.
Luckily, I’d have my step brother, Brad, to hang out with. That part was really the only bright side I could see to this vacation. Ever since he and I had finally started to acknowledge each other as more than just step brothers, things had definitely taken a turn for the better around home. Pretty much on a daily basis I’d have Brad’s dick inside me, in one hole or the other. We still liked to fool around beforehand, you know, like we were still testing the waters. It just added to the fun and there really was no end to the ways you could tease someone if you put your mind to it. You just had to be creative sometimes, that’s all.
Making it to the campgrounds took nearly two hours, which Brad and I spent playing on our tablets and cell phones. Once we were there and had checked in at the main gate, my step dad, Jack, was given directions to our camping spot and off we went. We had to travel over a stone and dirt road to get to our remote site, but our big-ass SUV had no trouble getting us there. It was built for shit like this after all.
My legs were cramped by the time we parked and were finally allowed to get out and stretch. Fuck, nearly 2 hours cooped up in a vehicle was no fun at all, even as comfortable as Jack’s SUV was.
I practically jumped out of my skin when Brad walked by me and smacked my ass while I’d been preoccupied with stretching back and legs. I instantly looked around to see where mom and Jack were, and was relieved to see that they were busy unloading our camping gear at the back of the SUV. I gave Brad a little grin, but wagged a finger at him in warning. The good-looking shithead just grinned and kept on walking away, evidently intent on helping our folks out with the unpacking.
After what felt like forever, but was only probably about another hour, we finally had our tents up and located where we wanted them. Mom and Jack had decided to keep their tent closer to the vehicle, while Brad and I put ours up nearly 50 feet away, and right next to a second fire pit. It was almost like he and I had our own campsite, which I think was the whole idea behind setting up so far from our parents.
Not long after getting everything up and ready for a weekend of camping, and what I hoped wasn’t two days of misery, Brad and I took off down one of the trails that led away from our camping spot, mutually intent on seeing what new things we could find out here in ‘no man’s land’.
That had been our initial game-plan, but as soon as we were 50 feet into the woods, on a trail that was so well-kept that it had to be man-made, Brad reached over and started to grope my closest asscheek. I just shook my head and let him. It had been hours since we were last able to do anything, after all, and I think both of us were in need right now.
“Did you bring any of your girls’ clothes with you?” he asked as he continuously squeezed my cheek.
I nodded. “Of course. And I think your dad is actually starting to except it when I put on some of my more feminine stuff.”
Brad sputtered a little at that. “Yeah, I’ve actually seen him checking you out a few times in the last week or so. In truth, I think you just remind him of a younger version of your mom when you’re wearing your girly clothes.”
I grinned and nodded in agreement. What Brad didn’t know, though, was that his dear old dad had been paying me a few nightly visits over the past week or so, and he’d been doing a lot more than just checking me out once he did sneak into my room. And if I had it my way, Brad would never find out, either.
“So what’s our gameplan for today.?” I asked.
Brad lifted and dropped my cheek a few times before answering. “Well, first I’m going to find a tree to piss on…. Here’s a likely candidate. And then I’m going to relieve myself.”
And with that, Brad pulled to a stop so he could whip out his semi-hard dick to pee on the closest tree. I snickered at his joke and came around to stand beside him, but facing the opposite direction. I stared down at his perfect penis and watched the thick stream of piss come out and splash the bottom of the tree in front of him. Some guys just had the most good-looking dicks, I swear, and I’m here to tell you that Brad’s would forever be in my top 5.
Once he was done peeing and started to shake it dry, I knelt down beside him and reached out to take over the job. Brad immediately turned my way, and without a second’s hesitation, or a word from either one of us, I had that beautiful thing inside my hungry mouth. I think it took him all of two seconds to become completely hard once he was in, and I was quick to take advantage of this by pushing just a little bit of his cockhead inside my throat. I gagged on it right away, of course, but kept at it anyhow, because I wanted dearly to one day be able to take him all. And in order to do that I was going to have to practice. Which meant I was in for a lot of gagging till I got used to it.
“Shit, Sam.” Brad breathed while watching me work. “I swear you look like you were born for sucking dick. Fuck you look good right now!”
I just glanced up and gave him a wink. I didn’t want to pull him out now that I had him in me. Focusing once more on my work, I opened my mouth wider than what was needed, then started to slam my face forward so his big cockhead smashed with a loud wet sound against the back of my throat. I tried to relax so at least a little of his dick would go in, but my throat had other ideas I guess, because it didn’t seem to want anything that big to get by. So I had to settle for just ramming his cockhead up against the back of my throat while making little choking sounds and drooling all over the place. I think he liked it more than me, which was sort of the point.
“Oh fuck! You are one nasty bitch, Sammie!” Brad quietly declared. He was now holding onto both sides of my head and helping me stab my throat over and over again by fucking my face. “You want me to cum right now, or do you want me to wait?”
I pulled away from his big meat and then smacked it forcefully right upside my face. “I want it!” I begged, then started jerking him in a blur of speed. “I fucking love drinking your cum! I want you to blow it right in my mouth, Brad!” I was letting his firm cockhead drum against my lips and nose while I was talking and jerking at the same time, and I could see I was steadily bringing him to the point of no return with this technique. “Come on, gimme gimme gimme!”
His eyes huge in wonder, Brad suddenly smacked my jerking hand away so he could take over. I let him, but kept my face close enough so his cockhead was still repeatedly bouncing around against my lower face. He came only a few seconds later, and boy was it a doozy, too! Brad had stopped jerking himself off as soon as he was about to explode and just kept his big cock aimed right at my open mouth. His first burst of sperm came out with some pretty crazy force behind it, and even though he had been taking careful aim, he still somehow missed my eagerly awaiting hole. His first blast sprayed all up and across my nose instead. Thankfully he was quick to adjust his aim and after that I was getting every last burst he had left square in the mouth.
“Oh my fucking God that looks amazing!” Brad moaned and groaned above me.
I just looked up and smiled as I swallowed down his delicious load. As always, the bastard tasted incredible. I then just sat there on my heels while he pushed his still-hard cock around in his first splatter of cum that still covered my nose and upper lip. While he did this I licked and kissed his messy head every time it came into my range.
“For the life of me,” he panted while working his cock around against my face. “I seriously can’t see myself ever getting tired of this.”
I smiled once again, then tongue whipped his cockhead when it drifted by my mouth. He pulled away then, so I stood up and wiped my face off as best as I could.
“Oh please.” I said. “Just as soon as you get a real girl I’ll be all but forgotten.”
Brad had his big dick put away again and was refastening his pants. “Yeah right, Sam. And how many girls do you know that are into anal, huh?”
He had a good point there. I honestly didn’t know any, so I just gave him a shrug.
Brad gave me a look that seemed to say, ‘see what I mean?’ “Ugh, girls just want to have their guy be all romantic and shit. Fuck that! I just wanna fuck them in the ass, or at the very least get them doggy style.”
I was giggling long before he was finished talking, because he was really getting himself worked up about this whole thing. It was pretty easy to see that he’d given this some thought a time or two in the past.
“Ok, whatever you say, big guy.” I teased. “Come on, I want to keep exploring.”
We ended up finding a few good fishing spots during our hike and I made a mental note of their location for later on when we decided to see what the small lake had to offer.
Once back at our camp again, I went over and entered our three-man tent to change out of these stupid boys’ clothes and into something a bit more girly. I knew my mom was pretty acceptable about me doing this sort of thing, but also knew that she was still a little worried about what Jack would think. In truth, Jack had been showing a lot of acceptance with me whenever I dressed in my alternate clothes, and I knew he was putting on a show for my mom’s benefit alone. Pretty sure he wanted our new little family to run as smoothly as possible so he could keep on playing around with me whenever the opportunity arose.
When I stepped back out of mine and Brad’s tent a little later, it was in a pair of thin, grey, cotton shorts and a pink and white tank top. I should probably point out that my male parts were so small that I was barely showing down there right now even though I was going commando and had shorts that looked like they were spray painted on. If I were a normal boy I probably would’ve been depressed to beat hell about having a package this small. But the truth was I just didn’t care, and saw it as just another way for me to pass myself off as being a girl, especially while dressing in clothes as revealing as these.
As soon as I was out of the tent I looked out across the small lake and stretched for affect. Then I turned around and was surprised when I saw that mom and Brad were nowhere in camp. Jack, however, was sitting in a lawn chair in front of their campfire and staring right at me. I feigned indifference as best as I could and walked his way. Seriously, I thought I’d been posing for Brad a little bit ago when I’d put on a big show of stretching, but I guess it worked out in the end. Pretty sure Jack enjoyed the show.
A little something about Jack. He’s basically an older and slightly taller version of Brad, only he has a beard, which Brad obviously does not. The other notable variance was that Brad had him beat in the manhood department by just a tiny bit. And of course Jack wasn’t in nearly as good a shape as his boy. Still, that didn’t mean he was unattractive or anything. Far from it! Like I said, he was just an older and slightly heavier version of Brad, which meant he was still quite a looker even for his age.
“Hey there, Jack.” I said pleasantly as soon as I stepped up to stand beside him. “Where’s mom and Brad at?”
“Your mom found some blue berries off in the woods over that way.” he said while pointing off in the opposite directing Brad and I had gone exploring earlier. “They went to see if there was enough to pick.”
“Oh that’s cool.” I was just making conversation now.
Jack may have been coming into my bedroom late at night for the last week or two, but the one thing neither of us had done during that time was mention it in any way to one another. Or to anyone else for that matter. So While I stood there beside him, I really had no idea how to act around him, other than to just act normal.
“Get me a beer from the cooler?” he suddenly asked while holding his empty out for me to take.
I took it out of his hand and looked around for the cooler.
“Its just inside our tent.” He said when he saw my wondering gaze.
I gave him a smile of thanks. “Oh, ok.”
Seeing as the two of us were alone, I decided right then and there to do a little teasing, just to see how it went. So, once I had his tent unzipped, I dropped to my hands and knees so I could crawl inside to retrieve his beer. I knew my sweet little ass was now on display for him and had a pretty good idea that the shot I was giving him was pretty damn good, too. I mean, I knew I had a great ass, so with it being up in the air like it was right now, and since the shorts I had on were stupidly thin and tight, I was one hundred percent confident I was giving him a shot to remember right now.
Turns out I was right. I took my time in getting his beer out of the cooler, and by the time I had his tent zipped up again and was heading back his way, I could clearly see the big bulge he was sporting in his tan khaki shorts, even though he was sitting down. Dude was totally hard right now and I didn’t even bother trying to hide my interest in it as I handed off his drink.
“Thanks, Sam.” he said. He didn’t even try to cover up his obvious arousal.
I smiled down at him, and even I could tell my look was filled with mischief. I didn’t care. I wanted him to know that I liked the fact that I could get him hard this easily
“The others probably won’t be back for a little while yet.” he said conversationally, then patted his left thigh. “Want to sit down?”
He was offering his lap for me to sit on? Was he friggen nuts? Well screw it, I thought, and stepped right in between his legs and took seat on his proffered knee. I gave him a shy grin that was one hundred percent genuine, then let my right hand come down to rest on his upper left thigh.
“Thanks.” I said softly, acting like a nervous little girl, which wasn’t too difficult for me to pull off since I really was nervous as fuck right now. “My feet were getting a little tired of standing.”
We both ignored the fact that there were a few other chairs nearby I could’ve used. That would’ve ruined everything after all.
Jack just nodded and gave me a half-smile. “I guess it’s not very often we get a chance for some alone time like this. I’ve been meaning to ask you how you’ve been sleeping lately.”
Oh that was smooth! Before I answered him, though, I eased my hand a little higher up on his thigh as casually as I could, until I could feel my fingers glide right over the lump in his shorts.
“Oh wow, funny you should ask.” I said while keeping an eye out for the others. “I have been having the most amazing dreams lately.”
“Oh yeah? Like what?”
My fingers were now gently massaging the lump running along his inner thigh, and the two of us just went right on acting as though nothing untoward was happening right now. God I really loved this shit!
“Oh I’m not sure I can tell you that, Jack.” I said and gave him a quick glance and a grin.
Under my working fingers I felt him pump his boner a couple times and it once again made me flash him a quick knowing look.
“Why not?” he asked. “Was I in them or something?”
I slid my hand all the way over his shaft and gave it an affectionate squeeze. “You could say that.” I confessed. “I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but in my dreams I was letting you… you know, do stuff to me.”
He pumped his cock for me again and I was quick to respond by switching to running my hand up and down its entire length. I was now alternating between looking at the woods where Brad and my mom were supposed to have gone, then down for a few seconds to watch my hand work his big boner bulge. Man, there was just nothing quite like another man’s junk in your hand!
“Oh yeah? Like what?” he asked conversationally.
I looked up and met his eyes briefly before looking back to the woods with a shy giggle. “I don’t wanna tell you.” I teased, then concentrated on kneading his cockhead with my little hand. “It’s embarrassing. And it wouldn’t be proper for me to tell you my dreams, especially ones where you’re playing with my butt.”
“Oh, so I was playing with your butt, was I?”
I giggled again and there as nothing fake about it. I was actually having a great time at this.
“You weren’t supposed to know that.” I said, and shook my head and pretended to be embarrassed that I’d let that slip. “I’m not supposed to be dreaming of you playing with me like that. And you are definitely not supposed to know about it.”
Jack made his erection pump in my hand again so I switched tactics once more by going back to running my hand up and down over its entire length again. I still had my eyes glued to the treeline for movement while I worked him, and so far there was still no sign of the others.
“Well, don’t you worry about it, Sammie.” he said, then really started to make his cock jump in my hand. “Whatever happens between you and me will just stay between us. Sound good?”
I was no longer looking at the woods anymore. Instead, I was totally focused on the work my hand was involved in, because if I didn’t know any better I’d swear that Jack was trying to actually get off in his shorts right now. With that thought in mind I abandoned anything resembling acting or even caution and focused solely on jerking him off as best I could through those khaki shorts of his. Within seconds of really working him I heard him quietly grunt, then his lawn chair creaked when he tried to change his sitting position, and then his cock came alive in my hand yet again. This time, though, I watched as it pumped and jumped in my hand, and then a wet spot suddenly sprang up signaling him busting a nut right in his shorts. I stopped jerking him and settled on just letting my middle finger gyrate around the underside of his boner, right where it was most sensitive. The cum stain grew bigger as I did this and I swear I could actually smell the musky scent of it, too. Shit, I SO wanted to peel his pants off and lick him clean right now!
“Well, the others will be back shortly, I’m sure.” Jack said easily, effectively breaking into my day dream. “I should probably go change, since it looks like my shorts are a little dirty now.”
I ran my fingers over the wet spot and grinned hugely over the nonchalance he was portraying. Damn this was fun!
“Well thanks for letting me sit on your lap, Jack.” I said as I got to my feet. “That was really nice of you to let me do that.”
Jack gave me a wink and patted my right buttcheek as he was stepping by. “Think nothing of it, Sammie. I rather enjoyed this alone time we just had. Maybe we’ll get lucky and find some more while we’re here.”
“I hope so!” I said with enthusiasm that was nowhere close to being fake.
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