Chapter 2

Kerry spent most that night going back and forth on the whole thing. Should he maybe cancel or should he take his chances? At one point, he went to the storage room and rummaged through all the camping gear the family had. He found a tent, the polar sleeping bags his dad had brought home from his stint in the Army. They had stoves, lanterns, and backpacks. He selected a good backpack, light yet it could carry a ton of stuff. He was at a loss at to what else to gather up, but he took some of the stuff up to his room. Back and forth he went, and then he decided that no matter what, he wouldn’t make up his mind until after the night out tomorrow. He would be able to tell then, maybe, if this was a set up or not.

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Kerry did not have a good nights’ sleep. He spent most of his time tossing and turning. He kept going back from horny to down right scared. Finally, at around 7am he got out of bed and walked over to his mirror. He looked over his frame, saw the outline of his chest, and the dark bush of his pubic hair. He knew this was pointless, his thoughts were too scattered for him to follow his normal routine, so he walked into his bathroom for his shower. He thought maybe he could find the right mood once he felt the warm spray.

The day passed in agonizing slowness. Every time he looked at the time it had only moved a fraction of a minute. He was impatient and as 5 turned into 6 then finally started to reach the magic 7, his anxiety level also rose. He was hot one minute, ice cold the next. Finally at a quarter to he headed off out the door to wait. He passed his parents in the kitchen and told them he would be late and not to worry. His father winked at him when he explained he was going out with some guys from school. Once he told them who it was, they beamed their approval, just like every one else in town would if their kid was hanging out with Mike, Trey, and Brett.

There was a nice breeze and the sun was only now beginning to start its downward spiral towards night. He waited out by the main gate, not sure who would be arriving. Would it be Mike on his bike or would it be all three in some car. Trey had a Mustang and Brett drove a souped up pick up truck. He thought Mike also drove his family’s car, well actually his older brother’s Camero. Everyone used to marvel at how George (Mike’s brother) used to drive around in that convertible. It was a shame the way he had died, in a car accident in the city. Some asshole driving drunk had rammed George and a few college friends last year, killing George. Mike had taken it badly, but the town rose to his defense when he got caught drinking hard last winter. He had straightened up some, but he was still a wild one.

Kerry started to get worried. It was now almost 20 after 7 and he still hadn’t heard a sound of a single car. Maybe they forgot? Maybe it all was a joke? He was starting to think about heading back inside when he saw a cloud of dust off the old highway and finally heard the roar of a car engine gunning along the gravel road. He stood up and waited.

Finally a car came running in the driveway. It was Trey’s mustang convertible and the music was blaring from the stereo as Trey slammed the car to a screeching halt, right by Kerry, sending up a cloud of dust. Brett was in the back, and Mike was in front with Trey. They exchanged greetings and as he was about to climb into the back, Mike motioned for Brett to climb out too. He did and as Kerry climbed into the back, Mike followed him as well, letting Brett sit in front with Trey.

Kerry’s heart was beating fast. He managed a weak hello to everyone and sat down in the back. As soon as the door slammed shut, the car was twisting around and shot off back down the highway heading for town. The music was loud, and they had to shout in order to hear each other. Conversation was limited to being glad school was over. As they came to the town limits, Trey turned the music down and he started to slow down, more to about 40 mph than his usual 70.

They drove around for just over an hour before deciding to head for the local burger bar. It was the meeting place for the local kids and as they drove in, everyone turned to stare.

They hadn’t talked much but now the car was off, the music turned down and as they waited for their order, several girls came over to the car to try and entice the boys.

They seemed to enjoy the attention but there was an underlying feeling, or so Kerry thought. The banter was heavy with sexual innuendo, but the guys didn’t seem to pursue it much. He even got into the game with a girl he knew, Peggy, and while they ate and talked his brain kept wondering what really was this all about. Why had Mike invited him and why did Mike make a point of sitting with him in back?

They stayed at the burger joint for a couple hours and it was now getting dark out. The sun had left and it was starting to get a slight chill as they drove off. They cruised through town and then Brett asked if

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they were gonna go to the spot. Mike looked over to Kerry and asked him he wanted to come along and have a few brews?

Kerry said sure and so off they sped. Finally, after a short time they pulled off into a side road, raising more dust as they headed into the bush.

Trey stopped the car in a side back road, where they could get out and where passing cars wouldn’t spot their car. He opened the trunk and pulled out a camping cooler and sat it down, popping the lid and exposing several beers floating in the remnants of ice.

He passed them out to everyone, saving the last one for Kerry which he passed over, rather than tossing. His hand touched Kerry’s and as they touched, he smiled and said, “Its cold, drink up.”

Mike and Brett were also smiling. They all took long swills of the beer and then Mike said to Kerry.

“So, you gonna come with us camping Kerry?”

“Well, yeah I guess,” he replied. ” How long we gonna go for?”

“Well, we stay out till we get bored with each other and the fishing. Most likely we stay about 10 days,” Brett piped in.

“10 days?” Kerry sputtered out, almost choking on his beer. God he thought, 10 days and nights in the bush with these three hot studs? Something had to be up but he had committed himself.

“Yeah, we like to unwind. So, if you’re gonna join us, here’s what you need to bring: a good sleeping bag, a lantern, candles, a good pair of hiking boots, rain gear, a poncho would be good, and oh yeah, food,” Trey told him.

“Don’t forget too, ya have to chip in $50 for beer and you should bring some canned crap to eat,” Mike chimed in.

They talked a bit more about what to bring, fishing rods and stuff, and as they talked they drank. Trey only had the one beer, and was sipping on a bottle of coke he had. Everyone else drank and shortly they were down to their last beers. Kerry figured he had about 5 beers and was feeling rather dizzy. He was not only a virgin but he also was not a big drinker.

Brett started shaking his beer and Mike started to warn him off, when the beer flew, and spray washed all over Kerry. Mike laughed and shook his beer up and chased Brett around the car trying to spray him. Kerry decided, what the hell, and he shook his too and took off around the car to nail Brett for dousing him.

Kerry was getting soaked, so was Brett as Trey had him pinned while Mike sprayed him. Trying to nail Brett who was letting his fly every which way was soaking Kerry.

Both Brett and Kerry were totally soaked. Mike had a nice wet patch on his crotch and Trey even had his shirt soaked. Mike went off to the car, and rummaged in the trunk and brought out some towels and

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then he brought out a joint. He lit it up and took a big hit of the pot, then he passed it off to Trey who took a drag and as he passed on to Brett he smiled over at Mike, who was staring at Kerry.

They passed the joint around until it was gone, and they passed two more before Kerry realized that he was really getting stoned. Brett was giggling and Mike and Trey seemed to be sharing some dark secret ‘cause they kept smiling at each other. Trey was staying sober. Other than that first hit of pot he never touched anymore.

The wind was picking up and Kerry was getting chilled. Mike seemed to notice. “Getting cold there Kerr?” he asked.

Kerry grinned and nodded a yes.

“ME TOO!” Brett chimed in

“Well then strip you two, and dry off,” Trey said.

Kerry thought he could hear a pin drop as he saw both Mike and Trey staring at him. Brett was already starting to undo his wet shirt. Kerry was caught, but fuck it he thought, so he started to undo his shirt. Slowly he seemed to move, undoing each button with some difficulty. He realized that he was pretty loaded and was fumbling with the buttons.

He almost fell over as suddenly he saw a pair of hands reach in to him, and start to undo his shirt. He looked up to see Mike standing over him, intent on getting his shirt off. Kerry’s heart started to pound inside his chest. His dream man was actually stripping him! He felt a tug at his waist and looked down to see Trey pulling his pants down off his waist. He was now totally off in space and he also knew he was about to be found out. He could tell that his cock was fully erect in his pants.

Kerry didn’t know what he was going to do. They would see he was hard, they would know. He was in trouble and he started to shake. Brett was already down to his underwear. He was starting to rub himself down with a towel when he noticed Kerry trembling. He told Mike who looked up and saw it for himself. He motioned Trey away.

Mike took a step back. He had a wide-eyed look on his face. Trey was backing up to the car. “What’s wrong Kerr? You okay? I mean we saw you having trouble, if you don’t want our help, okay, but we didn’t want you to fall down.”

Kerry was stunned. Was this all it was? Was he making more out of this than possible? It had to be the damn pot.”No,” he stammered out, “it’s okay, just cold.”

“Well, come on let me finish helping you so we can towel you off,” Mike responded.

“Yeah, fine,” Kerry acknowledged.

Mike stumbled forward, and slowly he picked up where he left off. Kerry stood still, his heart still racing, knowing he had no choice. Soon, they would know, and then in a day or two, so would the whole town.

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Mike moved steadily. First he finished undoing the buttons and removed Kerry’s shirt. He then bent down, to remove the jeans. They were down at Kerry’s knees and he yanked them down. Kerry was forced to bend forward, resting his arms on the broad strong shoulders of Mike. He stood still, waiting for the cry, the taunts. He knew he had a raging hard on, he knew his cock was sticking straight out from his crotch, and he knew they had to see it.

Mike told him to lift a leg, then another, and his pants were off. As Mike rose back up, he brushed against the hard cock, sending a huge spasm of electricity through Kerry. He quivered all over, and Mike had to feel that, as Kerry’s hands were still on his shoulders. Mike was up now, facing Kerry.

Kerry could feel Mike’s eyes boring into him. He could also feel everyone else staring at him. Slowly he lifted his face, to look right into Mike’s face. His eyes were watering now, he didn’t want this, he was afraid but he had no choice now.

“I’m sorry, honest,” he stammered

“Sorry? for what? You got hosed and besides, we are all friends here,” Mike replied. He then reached forward and put his arm around Kerry and pulled him close.

Kerry was confused. He knew Mike had seen and even felt his raging hard on, he knew that the other’s had to have seen it, and now he was being held by Mike? His head was aching and he just didn’t know what to make of this.

Suddenly he felt hands on his back and legs, and realized that both Trey and Brett were rubbing him with towels. Drying him off while Mike held him tight into his own body. He could feel Mike’s warmth penetrate his shivering body and he could feel something else, but surely that couldn’t be, he had to be imagining it, but it felt so real, so hard and he looked up and saw in Mike’s eyes, a twinkling brilliance, almost a kindred sign.

Mike led Kerry back to the car. He let him get in back then climbed in beside him. Trey and Brett got in front, tossing in the clothes that the two had just taken off. Trey quickly got the car started and turned up the heater.

“Let’s head for the pond,” Mike commanded.

“Sure,” and off they went.

They took every back road until they came up to the hill. They managed to get up the hill, overlooking the pond, and stared out at the moon glistening off the water. The top was up and the heat had made Kerry more relaxed, but he was still in his underwear.

Mike passed around another joint and Kerry started to relax, enjoying just being in the same car with Mike and the others. He was staring off, looking at the wonderful beauty of the moon shining off the

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pond when he heard a giggle and what had to be someone kissing. He turned back to see Trey and Brett, their heads locked together.

He almost cried out loud at the sight. Here they were, two of the town’s hottest studs, and they were necking with each other, and worse, in front of Mike. He looked over slowly towards Mike, to see if he noticed when he found that Mike was staring hard at him. He struggled to speak but his mouth was too dry. His tongue was stuck to the insides of his mouth and his lips were glued shut. Mike reached over, putting a hand on the bare leg of Kerry.

Kerry was shivering but it wasn’t from the cold.

“I’ve always wanted to get to know you better Kerry, but if this is too wild for you, we can leave,” Mike’s voice whispered into his ear.

“No, it isn’t, it’s just, well, I didn’t expect, I mean, well I never thought that you…”

“Gay? No, but we like our friendships to be real, no holds barred, can you understand that?”

“Uh, well, yeah, it’s just that, well I have never…”

“Sshh, don’t worry, just follow your instincts, it will tell you what to do.”

With that, Mike leaned over and softly pressed his lips against Kerry’s lips. The touch started off a whole cavalcade of emotions inside Kerry. His cock, already hard, seemed to stretch outwards even further; his heart, already beating fast, seemed to go into high gear; his breathing already labored, seemed to get shorter and more intense, and all of that just from a light touch of those lush red lips of Mike’s.

Kerry closed his eyes tightly as Mike started to kiss him harder. His body shook with the pleasure it was receiving from the touch of those hot lips. He sank back against the seat now, and Mike moved over, his chest now resting on his arm and shoulder as he rearranged himself in the back. Kerry sank slightly off to the side, leaning back towards the door. Mike reached down and helped push his legs upwards, so that one leg was almost on the seat fully, and then Mike moved in more. His lips pressing hard now, his tongue starting to tickle Kerry’s own lips, which opened slightly.

Just as they opened, Mike took the advantage and his tongue pushed quickly and expertly into the ajar mouth. Kerry moaned now, the pressure in his head was building, and he could feel his balls tighten in his crotch. Mike now had his hand on the upraised leg, gently moving it in a circular motion, reaching around the firm thigh muscle, then the outside of the leg, then back towards the inner thigh. Always gently applying pressure, equal to that of his mouth as his tongue darted all around inside Kerry’s own mouth.

Minutes earlier his mouth was dry, now it was filled with saliva. His own and that of Mike’s mingled as Mike kept his tongue inside Kerry.

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He swirled it around, touching Kerry’s tongue, then his teeth then the back of the mouth and then around the inside of the lips, then the cheeks then back to the tongue. Kerry was losing it, his brain was racing. His own cock was straining at the fabric of his jockey shorts, pushing hard to escape their confinement, and it hurt too. He could feel the flat stomach muscles of Mike thought he head of his cock. It was wedged against that flat stomach and he moved his arms now, to encircle Mike and with that movement, he left reason behind and finally gave in the constant thrumming inside his head.

Kerry reached over to pull Mike into him. With one hand he pulled and with the other he reached across to gently feel the chest of this hot stud. His hand found the shirt opening, and realized that the buttons were already undone. Quickly his hand shot inside to feel the hot warm flesh of the chest, and he heard a slight groan from Mike as he touched his chest. Then he felt the tongue go even wilder inside his mouth and the lips pressed harder against him. His own tongue not started to move around, searching for Mike’s hot tongue. Together they kissed and kissed harder with each passing minute.

Kerry knew he couldn’t hold on much longer and he started to gyrate his hips with the pain from his full balls. They ached badly and wanted relief but Kerry struggled to keep a tight grip on them. He arched himself and Mike felt his motion and in a split second, the hand that was pushing his thigh was now firmly inside his shorts, circling the hot cock shaft and as the fingers touched the base of his cock, Kerry let out a yell of pure joy and before he could control himself he felt his cock jerk hard inside those shorts. He was starting to cum when the pressure on his mouth was gone and so was Mike’s face. He felt a tug and knew that Mike was desperately trying to get at his cock. He started to lift his ass when he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold back, and just as the first load of hot cum started to flow out of his cock, he felt his shorts pull free.

Kerry’s cock started to get ready to shoot another hot load when he felt a firm hand on his cock shaft, holding it steady. Then, just as his balls tightened further, his cock started to rear its head to shoot another load, he felt a sudden wet warmth engulf his huge cock head, and the sensation sent a wave of heat through his cock into his body, and he lost total control. He arched himself hard, throwing his whole 170 lbs into the move, slamming his 9 inch long cock deep into the source of the heat, which was Mike’s mouth, and his whole body corkscrewed on the seat, his other leg kicked the back of the front seat, his leg on the seat pushed hard against Mike’s solid 185lb frame, and he cried a long harsh groan as he shot load after load of hot pure virgin cum.

Mike almost went spinning backwards with the sudden thrust of Kerry. He held on tight, his lips now clamped hard around the wildly

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pulsating cock that was struggling inside his mouth. He had never had something so wild and it turned him on even more than the naked boy beneath him. The huge 9inch cock kicked hard inside his mouth and the force of the movement shoved it deeper into his throat. He almost gagged on the huge piece of meat and he just hung on, letting the cock have its way inside his mouth. He could feel the vein on the underside pulse as the blood flowed through it, and he felt the huge balls strike his chin and he knew it was about to explode and send a tidal wave of cum into his mouth.

He braced himself as the cock pushed deep into his throat, and he managed to take one of his hands and cup the hard tight balls hanging by his mouth and with his touch he felt the quiver of the huge cock shaft and he closed his eyes as the first of several large waves of cum came flooding out of the cockhead. Waves of the sweet boy cum flooded the back of his throat, cascading down his throat, almost gagging him once more. Shot after shot came pouring out of the engorged cock. He could feel the large hot cum loads flood his throat, and run backwards back into his mouth, filling it, and he struggled hard to keep every drop in his mouth swallowing several times, choking back a reflex action of spitting it out, but it was a battle doomed to failure as the cock continued its flood. It was like the Hoover dam being opened. Load after load of hot cum kept pouring out of the cock, and finally he realized he would lose this battle.

Kerry’s body was thrashing wildly beneath the grip of Mike. He was crying out loudly with each shot of his cock and the noise even penetrated the heavy action in the front. Both Trey and Brett were hunched over the seats, staring at the wild scene unfolding before them.

They watched in awe at the wild unbridled passion exploding in the back seat. Mike was valiantly trying to keep Kerry’s hot cream inside, but it was slowing starting to seep out of the corners of his mouth.

It seemed like an eternity but slowly the thrashing twisting motions of Kerry subsided, as each shot of hot cum came less and less. Mike was still trying to swallow what he had as fresh cum kept him fighting for control. His mouth felt like it had gone 15 rounds with Mike Tyson but he held on. He felt the cock stop, with just a slight twitch, and he couldn’t tell if anymore cum was flowing, his mouth was awash with gallons (it seemed) of cum already.

Slowly the wild gyrations were over. Kerry sat still, his heart pounding loudly in his chest, his breathing coming in short static gasps. Mike was still swallowing the ocean of cum still captured inside his mouth, and finally he had the last cum down his throat. He could feel the hot huge cock start to soften, and slowly he relaxed his grip on it, and let it slowly fall out of his mouth. Mike’s jaw was sore and his lips hurt, but he felt elated at what had just happened. He sank down on top

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of Kerry, his head now resting on the heaving flat stomach. Spasms still sending small waves of motion through his body, Kerry felt Mike’s head on his stomach and he could feel the sticky touch of Mike’s lips against his bare body.

Slowly, both their breathing started to come slower. Their racing hearts seemed to slowly return to a mere roar as they gathered their wits. Kerry had his hand resting on Mike’s head; his other lay sprawled outwards to the floor of the car. He raised his head slightly to stare down at the mop of hair resting on his stomach. He was flooded with a deep feeling of warmth, as he stared at Mike. Ever so slowly his senses returned and he realized that both Trey and Brett were still staring at him and Mike. He looked up to them and saw a strange sight in their eyes, sort of a wistfulness, like a longing. Trey had his arm around Brett, they just sat there, hunched over the seat, their mouths partly open as they just stared.

Mike raised himself slowly, his breathing back to being close to normal. He was drained from his recent workout. He looked up to Kerry and their eyes met. It was like a jolt of lightening passed between them. Smoke seemed to fill the space between them. Kerry looked in wonder at Mike, who had a weak smile on his face. His jaw ached so much it was hard for him to smile wide, but he was feeling like he was in heaven.

He climbed up on Kerry, sliding himself up and he gave him a hard quick kiss on the mouth. Kerry answered and hugged Mike close to him. It was like a bonding of two jig saw pieces. Each one carefully folded into the other, joining as if to become one piece.

Trey coughed and Mike looked up at him, startled by the sudden sound. Both him and Kerry had been lost in a world of their own, with no one else around, like they had been floating on top of a cloud.

The spell was broken now, and there was some brief talk, and then quick movements as Kerry struggled to get dressed in the back seat. Mike helped him somewhat, and when he was finally all done, Mike pulled him close, so that they sat side by side, their bodies touching wherever there was room.

“Time to head home,” Mike said

“Yeah,” grinned Brett, as he stared back towards Kerry. Trey gunned the motor and off they went, slower than earlier in the evening. Mike held onto Kerry’s hand, staring off into space. Every now and then he would turn and look at Kerry. Once, as they passed through a dark tree lined street Mike reached over and gave Kerry a quick kiss on the lips, smiling into his eyes.

“Tastes good,” he had whispered and then stared back out into space.

Kerry was in heaven. He had just been sucked dry in a way he had

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never imagined. All those times in his room, before his mirror, he had never dreamed that Mike would actually turn out to be the one to suck him off. He never thought that it would happen in a car by the pond with both Trey and Brett watching. He still couldn’t believe it. This had to be a dream. Maybe if he pinched himself he would wake up, in his bed. When no one was watching he pinched himself, closed his eyes and opened them to find that he was indeed awake. This wasn’t a dream and as that thought settled into his brain he could feel his cock stir once again in his jeans. The camping trip passed before his eyes and he licked his lips with the thought of just what that trip now really meant. His quest to end his virginity was not only going a way he never thought possible, but with someone he had had a crush on since grade school.

It seemed like no time had passed as they drove up his driveway. The night was over, something he wished wouldn’t happen. He had no idea what time it was, but he knew it had to be late. The car shut off and Mike reached over and gave him a quick kiss, then they were all out of the car, standing in the dark, a deep blue sky overhead, stars twinkling down at them, as if smiling at their young love.

Mike pulled him close, and they hugged hard, their arms wrapped tight around each other. Their strength trying to squeeze the other into themselves. Finally Mike reached up and kissed Kerry hard on the lips.

“I’ll stop by tomorrow after dinner, ‘kay?”

“Oh yeah,” replied Kerry, and then they parted.

As he walked away, he saw Trey give him thumbs up sign, and Brett had a wide grin on his face. He saw Mike wave and he waved back, his mind filled with thoughts of tomorrow and the next day and the next as he stumbled forward, towards his house. He kept glancing backwards, and he could see them still there. Mike standing straight, staring towards him, watching his every step. His heart fluttered with that sight as he finally entered the door and the end of a unique night closed around him as the door slowly closed.

Kerry slowly undressed. Images of this evening flashed through his mind. Images of Mike’s head as it held his cock, images of Trey staring at him over the front seat, sights of Mike’s head as his cock filled his mouth with his cum. He was very, very happy as he tossed the crisp sheets of his bed aside and climbed in.

Tomorrow night he was seeing Mike again. He wondered what that would bring. His eyes closed as images of a naked Mike danced through his brain, images of his own naked body entwined with Mike’s flowed across his eyes, sending him off to sleep. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough as Kerry was finally deeply asleep.

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