KEVIN’S SUMMER VACATION
By: Tickie
(Copyright 2006 by the author)
Editor: Radio Rancher
Re-write editor: Gerry Young

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Chapter 8
Getting to Know A New Friend

Jerry sprang to his feet, letting out an "Oh, shit! I'm late for work.”

I jumped as I sat up in bed, and said, “What the fuck’s going on?” Then I calmed down and grinned. "You scared the shit out of me. What’s wrong, Jerry?” He was sporting a big hardon already, and mine wasn't much smaller.

Jerry said, "I'm afraid I'm in deep shit. I was supposed to be at work by seven, and here it is, almost eight.” He quickly got dressed and headed for the door.

I yelled at him, "Hurry back, lover.”

Jerry turned his head and smiled, then waved. I just lay there for a while thinking about Jerry. Soon, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it"?

“It’s me … Jerry.”

“Well, come on in, squirt!”

He tried the door and it was locked. I got out of bed, naked, and opened the door for him.

He looked at my hardon and asked, "Did I catch you in the middle of something?”

“No … just thinking about you, and that's enough to turn anyone on. You get fired or something?”

“No, I forgot I have the day off.”

“Oh, good!  Then why don't we do something special today, since you don't have to work?”

“Why not? That sounds really great. I don't have anything planned.”

I lay down on the bed and Jerry pulled off his T-shirt and trunks, got on the bed, reached over, gave my manhood a pull, and made it jump when he touched me.

I didn't say anything; the kid just played with my manmeat, like it was his private toy. After a few minutes, I was having a hard time keeping from blowing my load. so I got up and turned around on the bed. Jerry could see that I wanted to suck his shaft, so he slid down the bed, and soon, we were gobbling each other’s breakfast tube-steak.

Jerry's dick was hard and purple; I knew he’d been playing with himself. I reached out and grabbed the kid’s boner, and guided it into my mouth; I had no more than started, when he said, “Oh fuck! You suck too good, Kevin!” and then he exploded in my mouth.  It felt, to me, like he hadn’t cum for a week. I felt every full, sweet, thick load he released. Bang! First one shot, then another blasted my tonsils until he was empty.

I wasn't far behind him with my spurting releases of liquid love. I popped my cookies, again and again, so thick and so much, it made him choke. He coughed up what looked like a quart of creamy juice, spitting my cum all over my legs. Then he laughed.

I said, “We need to get a shower and then make some plans for today.” We both took showers and then left for breakfast.

He said, “There’s a place about fifty miles from here that I visit whenever I get a chance. It’s a nudist camp, and I know a cave there, that I don't think anyone else knows about."

“Great! Sounds good to me; let's go!"

We left, and were soon turning off the main road and heading east on a dirt road that looked like it hadn't been used since pioneer days. This place had to be off the beaten track, if it was a nudist camp, I supposed, but, my God, what a rotten road it was.

"In case they catch us, we might have to join the club, Kevin.”

“What's wrong with that? We don't wear many clothes, anyway.” I laughed.

Shocked by my answer, Jerry said, "This place has girls, too."

“That's OK with me; if they have girls, then they must have boys, too. Or is this a girl’s-only club?”

"Oh, no; the last time I was up there, I beat off while watching two guys playing with each other.

”Sooo … don't worry about anything,” I remarked. “We can take in the sights, and see what comes up,” I said with a grin.  We both laughed at my double meaning.

It seemed that we drove along the winding mountain road for hours.

Then Jerry said, "It’s not far, now; just around the next bend, I think.”

There was a small sign not far ahead, that read, “Camp Thunder,” and the road forked.

“Go straight for another half mile or so, and then park the truck off the road, next to the creek,” Jerry said.

Once there, we parked and locked up the truck.

Then he said, "Come on. Follow me.”

We started up through some pretty thick timber. After hiking about a mile, we came to a small clearing in the trees, and we stopped.

Jerry spoke in a whisper saying, “Just over there … next to those rocks … we’ll be able to see the beach.”

“The beach?” I asked.

“Yeah.  They have a pond there, with a small beach around it.”

We crawled up behind a large out-cropping of boulders, and looked. No one was around.

I asked, "Jer … is it possible that the camp’s empty?”

"I guess it's possible, but every time I’ve come up here, before, there were folks around.”

We just lay there for an hour or so, checking the beach, every now and then, to see if anyone showed up. We shot the breeze, figuring no one was at the camp.

I said, “Let’s go down and check it out.”

"Sure; why not? No one seems to be around.”

He stood up and started toward the pond, with its beautiful man-made beach. There was even a floating dock with diving board that the campers had to swim out to.

As we arrived at the pond, we could see the campsite. There were three tents still up, so Jerry and I sneaked toward them, investigating the situation. The tents had clothes, suitcases, and other personal items scattered around, inside them.

I said, “It looks like these folks are just away somewhere … probably out hiking.”

"Shit; oh well, what the fuck? Let’s get in some swimming, anyway, OK?"

“Sure.  Sounds good to me.”

We headed back to the pond, and once there, I kicked off my flip-flops, pulled off my shirt and shorts, and stood naked looking at the guy I was falling in love with.

He said, "Kevin, I've never gone skinny-dipping before … well, not in the daytime, that is. Especially, not at someone else’s campsite."

“Shed those duds, lover-dude, and come on in!” I told him, as I walked out into the pond.

Jerry stripped down to his birthday suit, too, then came out to meet me. I swam out to the dock, pulled myself out of the water, and lay on my stomach. Jerry was right behind me and pulled himself up onto the dock. He sat there with a hardon, breathing hard, and looking at me. I wondered if the rapid breathing was due to the swim or his desire to have fun.

He asked, "Why are you lying on your stomach, Kevin? You got something to hide".

I just rolled over and let my sweet meat come into view; it was hard, and definitely needed some loving attention, but I didn't say anything. I just grinned at him.

Jerry said, "You think we can screw around now, without getting caught?”

“Fuck! Who cares?”

I grabbed his woody, and started playing with it. In turn, he grabbed my manmeat, and started pumping away on it. It didn't take long, before we both were shooting cum, all over each other.

We both rolled off the dock, splashed into the water, and swam around to get the jizz off of us. Jerry went up to the diving board and did a great cannon ball. I followed him with a dick flop (belly flop) and, boy! did it sting. Jerry just laughed at me. We must have carried on for the better part of three hours.

Then … we heard someone driving in. We both headed for shore, grabbed our junk, and into the woods we ran, like two naked bucks. We got to the rocks and stopped to spy on what, if anything, was happening back at the pond. We waited for almost half-an-hour, before we saw anyone else.

Then two naked girls came out onto the beach. They swam out to the docks, and lay down, sun-bathing. They both looked to be maybe seventeen or eighteen. "Nice tits and snatches," I whispered to Jerry.

Then two naked guys, about the same age, came into view. They jumped in the pond and swam out to the dock. They got up onto the dock and lay down, next to the girls. We were too far away to hear what they were saying. Then they started kissing and making out.

Jerry whispered, "Reminds me of us, last night.”

I giggled quietly, and kept watching the action on the dock.

After a little while, the kids on the dock began fucking. The girls wiggled under the boys' dicks, which were ramming into the girls up the hilt. They all must have climaxed, because the guys rolled off the girls and the gals jumped into the pond.

Just then, another pair of guys arrived, both about the same age. Only these two were wearing a pair of hardons. They just lay down on the beach, and started playing with each other.

Jerry said, "Those two look like the ones I beat off to, a couple of week’s ago.”

“They might be gay, or bisexual, and the other kids don’t seem to care one bit.  God!  I wish everyone was that open and free.”

"Yeah, me, too. I think I’ll go down and see what happens.”

Then, naked, Jerry started walking down toward the guys on the beach. He surprised them, and they both stopped, jumping to their feet.

One of them asked Jerry, “Where the fuck did you come from?!”

Jerry said, “A friend of mine and I were watching you from up behind those rocks.” He pointed up at me; “What we saw was pretty exciting.” He looked down at his, now, semi-hardon, and stroked it a couple of times while asking, “Why don't you guys come on up and join us?”

The one who had asked the question, spoke, “Why don’t you two come down here, and then the four of us can have some fun here on the beach?”

Jerry waved at me to join them. So I waved back and started down the hillside. When I got there, Jerry said, "Kevin, these two invited us to join them. He pointed at the redhead, “This is Don,” then he pointed to the blond, “and this is Eric.”

“Nice to meet you both; sorry to interrupt you,” I said as we shook hands.

Eric spoke; "No problem; Jerry, there, told us all about you two. That's why we didn't mind getting interrupted; you two can join in … that is … if you want to?”

“Sure! Why not?  I’m game, and I think my friend, here is, too,” I said, grabbing Jerry’s engorging hardon and giving it a few wanks. He already had a hardon, just watching Eric and Don with theirs. Mine wasn't exactly soft, either.

Jerry asked, "You guys into daisy-chaining?”

Eric shot us a huge grin and said, “Sure, Kevin; you and Jerry lie down on your backs, head to toe; I'll suck Jerry; Kevin, you suck me, and Don, you suck Kevin. Jerry, you take care of Don. I didn’t leave any one loose, did I?” He grinned at us toothily.

“No, I don’t think so?” I replied.

Then all hell broke loose, and the fun started in earnest as we all got into position. We sucked, and we sucked, not even stopping to catch our breaths. The next thing we knew, Bang! Zoom! Pow! There was cum, cum, cum, and more cum! There must have been plenty for everyone, because we all had our share of it.

After it was over and we were all catching our breaths, I told them we had a blast, and I wasn't exaggerating. It felt like we blasted enough to make butter, with all that cream that flew around.

Don asked, “By the way, where are you guys staying?”

I told them. I figured, maybe they might want to come over sometime and join us. But it was getting late, and we needed to start back, so we shook hands with Don and Eric, said our good-bye’s, got dressed, and headed back to the truck. We got back to the cabin about 3:30 in the afternoon. We hadn't eaten since breakfast, well … nothing but protein, anyway … and we were famished, so we stopped to eat at the café.

Back at the cabin, Jerry lay on the bed, for what seemed like less than a minute, before he fell asleep. I joined him for a nap.

I must have fallen asleep as soon as I hit the bed, because the next thing I knew, I was awakened by a knock on the door.

I asked who was there, and the answer came back … "Jerry.”

I got up and opened the door, and Jerry had changed his clothes. He had woken up and gone to his cabin, to change. It was 8 o'clock and time to get something to eat.

After dinner, we went back to the cabin, and turned on the TV.

Jerry said, "Sure was a nice day, Kev, but I should leave, now; see you tomorrow, Kevin. I love you."

I asked, "Where the hell do you think you’re going, and why the hell do you have to go now? You‘ve already changed clothes; why not spend the night?"

"Well, you’ve done so much for me already; I just don't want to be a nuisance.”

“Nuisance, my hairy ass; you just stay here, OK?”

"OK, then; you twisted my arm. I'll stay the night."

"Good!" I smiled. "I really want you to stay here with me."

He kicked off his shoes and lay back down on the bed. I got up, taking off my duds and got into bed naked. Jerry got undressed, too, and crawled under the sheet, beside me. He fell asleep rather quickly, and so did I, but my last thought, while looking at him before I closed my eyes and spooned into him, was, ‘He’s so sweet. I love him more and more every day.’

To be continued…