Every summer I would go camping with my best friend and his dad. No luxury, really roughing it. The year I turned 18, we were planning on going when my best friend Nate got a horrible stomach bug. The next week, we were off to college, so Nate’s dad and I decided to go camping just the two of us.

It wasn’t weird. We’d been hanging out since we were in diapers. They were like my second parents and super cool when I came out as gay. Nate, being straight, was also super supportive, even though he constantly teased me about loving dick — it was always playful.

So Jim and I packed our stuff and set off on our own adventure. We got to our annual site, unpacked, set everything up, went for a hike to our fishing spot, and had a pretty good day fishing. Then a storm rolled through and dumped on us. We were both completely soaked. It was a much less fun walk back to camp.

We ate and changed. That’s when I noticed my sleeping bag was soaked.

“Shit,” I said.

“What is it, bud?” Jim asked.

“My sleeping bag is soaked — like literally sitting in a giant puddle. I left the door unzipped.”

Jim fell over laughing, walked over, and checked. “Yeah, let’s hang it. Maybe it’ll dry by tomorrow. Temps are gonna drop tonight. How about you share mine?”

I looked at him a little funny. “Is there room?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, Rachel and I share this one all the time. Come on, it’ll be okay,” he said reassuringly.

We both hung our soaked clothes to dry out by the fire, both of us in just our underwear. I saw him checking my ass out a few times, and I don’t blame him — I definitely get my ass from my mom. I’m sure he caught me looking at his package, too. It was a nice size.

We decided to call it a night. I got into his sleeping bag, and he cuddled up next to me. Yeah, there was room, but not a lot.

“It’s a squeeze, but we can make it work, pal,” he said.

“Yeah, for sure. It’s no problem.”

I lay on my side, he snuggled up next to me, and we started spooning — him the big spoon, me the little spoon. I closed my eyes. I could feel his cock getting hard, rubbing against my ass. I wiggled back and forth. Oh my God, that’s Jim’s cock, I thought. His hands pulled me closer. Feeling him press against me was getting my dick so hard.

“I’m sorry, pal,” he whispered in my ear.

“Oh, it’s okay.”

A little while later, I started to drift off to sleep. His hand started gently rubbing my nipple, which woke me back up. I pressed my ass against his cock. I let out a slight moan, which snapped him awake.

“Shit, Sam, I’m so sorry,” he said, sitting up.

“Jim, it’s okay.” I put my hand on his thigh, looking up at him.

“I can’t believe I was just rubbing up on my son’s best friend. I’m not even gay.”

His cock was still rock-hard, poking through his boxers. “You don’t have to be gay, but clearly you need some help, and I can be very discreet.”

“No, Sam, we can’t.”

“That’s okay, no worries. Let’s get some sleep,” I said, a little sad. His cock looks big, I thought to myself.

We lay back down, this time less spooning, not quite touching. I drifted off to sleep but woke up a little while later with him rubbing his hard cock against my ass again. I pressed back against him. His hard cock slipped out of his boxers.

“Mmm, Jim,” I moaned.

“Fuck, Sam…” He moved my lips to his and started kissing me while his other hand moved down my body to my dick. His tongue explored my mouth, wrestling with mine. We were both moaning, grinding. I flipped over, facing him, pulled my underwear down, grabbed his cock, and started playing with it.

“Mmm, Sam…”

“Mmm, Jim…” I started stroking both our cocks together.

“Oh fuck, that feels good,” he said.

I hadn’t seen it yet, but it dwarfed mine. He sat up. I moved my lips down his body to his nipples, my tongue tracing his abs. He leaned back as I looked up at him.

“Jim, can I suck your cock?”

He ran his hands through my hair. “It’s yours, baby.”

I smiled at him and wrapped my lips around the head, my tongue swirling around it. “Holy fuck, yes, baby, that feels amazing.” I worked his cock with my mouth, bobbing up and down, playing with his balls. I shoved his cock deep down my throat, choking and gagging on his massive member.

“Oh my God, baby, that feels so good.”

I took his cock out of my mouth and started sucking on his balls while I stroked him. “Mmm, fuck…” I moved up, straddling his legs, our cocks rubbing against each other. I stroked them together. I leaned forward and kissed him.

“Mmm, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he yelled out.

“Fuck, cum for me, daddy.”

“Ohhh fuck, Sam!” Jim yelled as his cock started shooting cum all over his dick and mine. Using his cum as lube set me over the edge and I joined him.

“Ohhh fuck, Jim, I’m cumming!”

Our cum mixed together. I lowered myself and started licking it up, starting with his cock, sucking him dry. Then I licked the cum off his abdomen. “Can I try?” he asked.

“Really?” I asked.

“Please.”

“Of course.”

I stood up on my knees, and he wrapped his lips around my dick, cleaning me up. “Ohhh fuck, Jim,” I moaned. It got too much, and I giggled as he took his mouth off. I sat back down on his lap.

“Oh my God, that was fun,” I said.

“Fuck… yeah, it was. I’ve never been with a guy before. It felt so good.”

“Yeah, it did. Any regrets?”

“Not right now.”

I leaned in and kissed him. “Well, it’s a good thing we have a long weekend just the two of us.”

“Yeah?”

“You haven’t fucked me yet.”

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, please.”

I could feel him getting hard between my legs again. I started to gently grind against his hardening cock. “Do we have to wait?” I asked.

“No, baby, I don’t think so.”

“Great,” I replied as I crawled over, got into my bag, grabbed a bottle of lube, ass facing him. He rolled over, spread my ass cheeks apart.

“What are you doing, Jim?” I asked all girly.

“I’m gonna eat this pussy,” he replied and gently teased the rim of my hole. “Mmmmm,” I moaned as he ran his tongue against it, then moments later shoved his tongue deep into my ass.

“Ohhh fuck yes, Jim, eat that pussy!” He reached under, stroking my dick as he ate me out. “Ohhh fuck, you’re good,” I moaned.

“Fuck, you taste good, baby.”

“Oh my God…” I grabbed the bottle of lube and handed it to him. “Fuck me, Jim,” I pleaded.

A few moments later, I felt the cold fluid rubbing against my ass. “You ready, baby?” Jim asked.

“Yes, please give it to me.”

He pressed his cock against my hole. “Mmm, yes…” Moments later, it popped in. “Ohhh fuck!” I yelled. He pushed in a little more.

“Mmm, baby, you’re so tight.”

“Mmm, yes…” He pressed in deeper, gaping my ass as he went. “Ohhh fuck, daddy!” I yelled.

He pressed it in all the way. “Fuck, that’s so hot,” he replied.

He spanked my ass as he pulled back out and shoved it all the way in. “Yes!” I yelled. “Fuck your butt,” he spanked me again. “Mmm…”

“Fuck, I love watching that ass jiggle, baby.”

He squeezed my ass and jiggled it as he started fucking me, pounding away at my hole. “Ohhh fuck, baby… ride my cock, you slut.”

“Mmm, yes, sir,” I responded.

He pulled his cock out and lay down. I straddled his legs, grabbed his cock, and lowered myself onto him, instantly flooded with pleasure. “Ohhh fuck, Jim…”

He grabbed my dick as I bounced on his cock, up and down.

“That’s it, baby, ride that cock.”

“Ohh fuck, Jim, you’re gonna make me cum. Don’t stop,” I begged.

He stroked me faster as I bounced. “Fuck yes,” he moaned. “Cum for me, baby.”

“Ohh fuck, daddy, I’m cumming!” I yelled as I shot all over his stomach and chest. He squeezed every drop out of my dick. I leaned forward so I could suck my cum off his thumb. He scooped some more up, moved it to my mouth; I sucked it off while still bouncing on his cock.

“Fuck, baby… fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

“Fuck yes, cum for me, daddy!”

His hands moved to my hips and squeezed tightly as he filled my hole with his cum. “Ohhh, fuuuck!” Jim yelled as he filled me inside.

A few moments later, I stopped bouncing and slowed down.

“Oh my God, what a night…”

I leaned down and kissed him. He kissed me back. We got cleaned up and got back into his sleeping bag and snuggled up together.

“Don’t worry, I will never tell anyone. I promise,” I whispered.

“Thanks. And don’t worry, baby… this won’t be our last time.”