Emo Camping Fun

By Terry Green

Published on Aug 21, 2021

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Finally my tedious chemistry class was over, and the announcements on Friday were quick. Mercifully. This whole week had been stressful, with multiple exams, and admittedly I was disappointed to be missing tonight's homecoming game. Yet I was overjoyed. There's always a silver lining, and in hopefully less than 8 hours, I'd be having passionate sex with my fellow scout and lover Jason. He went to a different high school, but I so always wanted to be with him. And in him to be honest, as in his arms looking in his eyes, there just was no better sight on earth to be aware of. Taking the bus home, I saw my single mother had helped me to get some of my gear. My dad years ago had run off, although to his credit he was occasionally in my life. He was a long distance truck driver, so it was nice to have father and son time, as rare as it was. Mom wore both parental hats well. My sisters and I had it well all things considered, and all of us in addition to feeling loved, were doing great in school. I was the oldest and in my senior year, 17 and looking forward to attending the University of Pennsylvania on a lacrosse scholarship. It didn't hurt that I had a 3.8 gpa, but my sisters were far more intelligent. One was a sophomore, the other in eight grade, and they were on the 4.0 category. If I had trouble with my trigonometry, they'd be the ones I'd ask for help, as mom worked long hours as a realtor.

The current trip was to Antietam National Park, and a nearby campsite. I made sure to go through my phones checklist. All of my major equipment like the tent, air mattress, and sleeping bag along with changes of clothing were there. When my mom wasn't looking, I put in my silk orange see through briefs. Jason liked when I wore these, as not only did they show my eight inch hard cock, but the precum oozed through the material. He of course was my tent mate. We used to laugh about it, but it probably was known that we were sexually active together in our troop. The assistant patrol leader had once caught us, looking at each other's penises in the shower house. Plus his shaved and smooth crotch were a giveaway. His sexy emo look, with the black dyed hair and occasional black painted nails, there really wasn't much to imagine. We didn't care as all boys and adults in our troop were cool, and never did we experience anything disparaging. Admittedly some don't have it made in this regard, and it is sad, as what really matters is the character of each person.

On the way to camp, Jason and I were in Mr Hoffman's van. He had always been a polite and funny assistant scoutmaster. Along with other scouts we piled in. Some of us played on our phones, but Mr Hoffman was right. We got the magic and regular playing cards out, and it was far more fun actually. The group of guys had a lot of laughs, and before we knew it, we were at the campsite. Just like a well oiled machine, we set up our tents, cooking stations, and also were pleased to see there was a shower house. This was luxury compared to roughing it. We all helped build on to the fire ring, so that for tonight's skit we'd be ready for the entertainment. Although looking at Jason did distract me, yes I'm human and seeing him in shorts made my balls hurt, somehow I was able to focus on what was best for our troop. Water jugs in, tools, and lanterns were up and running.

Jason and I first became friendly last year. He had moved to Maryland from California, and our connection happened quickly. Yes we knew each other was gay right away. I was more discreet, but as people saw us, they knew and I felt comfortable with it. My mom and sisters knew and were supportive. Actually the way my mom handled it was funny. She gave me condoms, but said "at least you aren't going to have a child in high school." I appreciated her humor, and also her watching out for my safety, but I really didn't like wearing them. My large penis felt strangled when I put one on, and while I semi frequently did a classmate of mine who insisted on their use, I wasn't the biggest fan of these. True they did help with disease prevention, and I respected my high school classmates wishes, but I couldn't cum inside a Trojan. Instead I'd explode on his stomach after jerking off, and also making sure his balls had been emptied.

Todd had some new skits. Definitely had a character with him, although he was on the drama team. He had got new skits from the net for us after dinner, and I was also grateful, that he allowed me to borrow his mattress air machine. Mine had finally but the dust, and I put on my phone notes, to get a new one. All patrols had their turn, and we had a big fire going. Weather was warm so it was more for aesthetics, but we did have s'mores and cider. All in all, a good program, and we were told to go to bed soon as tomorrow at Antietam Battlefield would be quite exhausting. Maybe for the adults, as one look at Jason told me it was "fun time." Shorter than me he was 5'6 or so, 140 pounds, and had a nice ass along with a nicely toned body. When he became 18 he promised to get a tongue ring, and this had really been creating extra sperm in my balls since he made this announcement. Jason looked so good tonight, and as he entered our five man tent with the air mattress I could only anticipate the passion.

Like a fog that covers an area, and is unleashed like the sun clearing out the clouds, I knew he was getting hot when he heard me and the tent zipper. As I got inside, I saw him wearing the blue tight underwear that I liked the most. Nothing else. Damn he looked good with the dark hair, blue eyes, and we kissed with pecks to start off. Eventually tongues met and arcs of electricity went through our bodies. Holding hands, tussling his hair, his hands on the back of my neck. The heat was on, and soon he took my shirt off and we kissed more. I touched his chest, and my fingers teased his crotch. Going around his underwear his nice 6 inch penis was allowing me to peek in and fire me up further.

Soon I was in my underwear, and told Jason "close your eyes baby." As he did I put my tight orange briefs on, and moved his hands on my hardness. He gasped and so did I, as all eight inches of my penis had become a battering ram. I had the lube out too, but I had to play with his cock and balls, along with kissing him even with more fury. Our tongues and hot breath, the smells of our deodorants and body scents, sweat even meshed together. Two connected into a unit as we hugged, kissed, held hands, and I started to grab his bulge. Seeing his eyes sparkle and the smile, oh yes this was so on. Reaching into the cotton band, I felt his smoothness. How I so loved to touch his shaved pubic area, run my fingers down his beautiful penis, and nice balls that felt truly amazing in my palms.

Hearing him moan made me hornier, and he pinched my nipples, as I kissed him and made my way down to home plate. Kissing him I loved the ooze of hormones activated, and as I took his underwear off, I sucked his nipples. Jason was catatonic. His back arched up, as I kept going down with my tongue and holding his hips in my vise grip hands. Soon I brought his shaft up to my lips, and I licked his head, along with slobber and took him into my mouth. Oh my I loved the taste of his cock, and he was enjoying my hot wetness taking him in. His eyes closed in pleasure as I went up and down his manhood, massaging his testicles in my hands, and then slurping them up with reckless abandon. It always made me happy to turn him on, as it made me even harder, and I licked his hole that soon I'd be taking advantage of. His gyrations told me what I had to know. His hole was so tight as I started to finger him with the lube. Oh yes he was going to get it rock hard, and would feel the wrath of my male sexuality in every possible way.

The heat in our tent was like an oven. Soon we kissed, as damn did his lips feel so good. I was so attracted to him, and he whispered to me in that voice of his, "I want you inside me." Smiling I told him "you have no choice." Grabbing him strongly my 6 foot plus toned arms showed proof to the words. He was going to feel my pent up aggression, and I so loved to make him explode, into a orgasmic experience as we both got off. The air mattress made noise, but I pushed him in front of him. On his knees I slid my cock head in. He cried out, and was relieved our tent was far away from others. Gingerly I placed my hard penis further in him slowly, and felt the telltale pop that I was in the gold zone. I could feel his stretching. It was incredible and damn did the sensation send my mind into overdrive. I pushed and plowed with aggression. All disappeared, as all I could hear or experience was my penis thrusting inside Jason, and head the pleasant clicking sounds of my penis in his insides lubed up.

Soon I took him from the side. He smiled as he remembered, that I always wanted him to enjoy his favorite position. Plus we could kiss, as our body heat radiated together. Our legs touching, his hands on my hanging balls that were heavy with sperm, it was an out of body experience of bliss. His forehead sweat was on me, and I touched his very sensitive nipples as we kissed and I pounded viciously. Hair together, eyes locked in, damn I loved stroking his hardness with its smooth no pubs landing zone for me to explore. Watching with the dim light of the small Coleman device, we both could see that I was inside him. We were collaborating in sexual desires together. He was also a good bitch, taking time to go down on my penis and lick my balls, before I got him to ride me.

This was what I liked the most. In the light the air mattress on my rear end, I probed him harder than a Turkey baster ever could. Took some pics for later, as I couldn't barely contain my sexual prowess. Harder and harder, diamond cutting penetration as I felt his hole squeeze me with glee. I played with his penis and balls in my hands. It felt so good to have his testicles on my abdomen, looking in his eyes and kissing we were combined in a cornucopia of debauchery. Our kisses, our in unison maleness oozing as the hot temperature was a result of our sexual liaison. He was biting his lips. Soon his dick exploded into a volcanic mess all over me, and he with his muffled screams, used his fingers to put his DNA in my mouth. Kissing we tasted his juices together.

Flashes of heat and light. The unwinding of a rubber band. All this tension and finally I couldn't move a muscle if I tried. Looking at Jason continuing to be a good bottom, watching my penis in and out of him, his hips powered up a series of ups and downs. It was an incredible feeling. A drug high moment of pleasant warmth and words can't encompass what we had. Soon he emptied the contents of my balls in him, and I had to keep my normally very vocal reaction to less than a orchestra. Yet it was a symphony of sexual tension released, and as I came inside my boys rear end, we kissed and fell asleep in each other's arms.

80,000 dead or wounded! Wow we learned a lot, after entering the Antietam Battlefield Visitors center. Scouts and adults alike, we're stunned by the carnage of this civil war battle. It is the most deadly to American troops ever. We saw where Generals Mclellan and Lee observed their armies. Also the Pickett's charge area left us in disgust. While none of us supported the confederacy, how could one general be so callous with his men? Almost all died or were severely maimed. Bravery or brash, these words didn't seem to cover it. Technically it was a draw, but this vicious battle did, provide President Lincoln the Emancipation Proclamation opportunity.

A park ranger showed us some of the still intact earthworks. We were haunted by a film watched, and by the beautiful fields once seeing so much deaths. A strange feeling none of us could explain. What really sank in, was how close in relative time this was. Our scoutmaster brought up his relatives on the union side, and he made a excellent point. This really happened yesterday, not just in our nations history, but in world events. He was a history teacher, so we learned a lot more from him, including what sounded like medieval medical care. The food had nothing on our camp chow, or modern conveniences. It was a great experience, and while our group had to move all over the place, my eyes conveyed to Jason a strong message. "Get ready for round two." I wasn't sure how he was walking, but tonight I'd take care of him again. As a young man, my balls replenished fast, and I so wanted to be inside him with so many kisses to boot. As our troop went from exhibit to area of interest, my cock was hard with anticipation of my cannon getting some use.

Lee and Mclellan's soldiers did have it rough. Admittedly I wasn't too knowledgeable about modern firearms, but their reloading muskets wasn't an easy process. It was scary and amazing, to see the size of the cannonballs, and how far they could go. The officers swords were like artwork. So many intricate designs, and we found out quickly, that they always weren't for show. All of us agreed, glad we weren't alive during this period of time. We had a nice lunch, and eventually returned to our campsite with another learning experience completed.

I helped some of the younger scouts, learn how to tie knots. They were my favorite. I also had come up with different ways, thanks to the net, to help struggling scouts with more difficult knots. Also I taught a course in fire building, which required a hot shower afterwards. Soaking in the hot water felt great, and our patrols dinner of teriyaki chicken was delicious. A good group of people. Weather was perfect, and we did do a service project to clean up a close by park. As the sky turned dark, and lanterns and flashlights emerged, I grew anxious to see Jason and to make him mine.

This time I was first in the tent. I played on my phone, and decided to be in the buff. Just me my hard cock, athletic and hairy body with tufts of dark brown pubes with a factory below that was ready to be primed. Where the hell was Jason at? After what felt like eternity, I heard the magical sound of the tent zipper. He opened it and smiled at me, which of course I returned. Soon we were kissing hugging, and I felt his wet lips and mouth on my groin. I clenched my fists. It felt incredible, earth shattering, as he gobbled up my penis with gusto and enthusiasm. Every nerve ending was illuminated, and I wanted him. I kept trying to get up to take his clothes off, but his ability to take my big penis in his mouth completely, I was paralyzed and nothing I could do. Mesmerizing. Fully committed. Jason's eyes looked up at mine, and seeing him go up and down my cock was such an intense moment in time where everything stopped.

Finally he was nude, and we sat on our knees facing each other kissing. We rubbed our penises together. I always made sure to poke his balls with my thickened branch, and he so loved this. Soon I was going down on him, and his precum in my mouth was so sweet. I slurped his balls, and again fingered him to his sweet delight. His moans always turned me into an animal with rabies, and without noticing it, I had lubed him up for a ride of a lifetime.

Behind him I felt the air mattress on my knees, and with our weight, some air was leaking slightly. I didn't care nor did he, as I grabbed his hips and slid in all of my eight inches without warning. No hesitation, take all of me! He cried a bit but soon was humming, as my dick and his prostate were making music together. That g spot was enlarged and stimulated. I could feel the liquid gush inside him. It was unreal and soon he rode me. We kissed. He gently nibbled on my neck, which caused me to pump harder. Soon all he could do is roll his eyes with his face up, as my throbbing manhood gave him all I could.

Kissing our scents and hormones were off the charts. Soon I made him put his legs on my shoulders, and fucked him properly. This angle allowed for deep penetration, and he was aware of each inch all the way in. His feet on my shoulders was always a turn on. The tent was spinning. Everything went blank as I felt my insides lock up, and the release of my DNA into his asshole was something out of the Hoover dam bursting. The cum shot at an insane speed, with alarming volume, and I shook with pleasure as my balls unloaded into my guys insides. It was a bliss and thrilling experience, and I started to tug on Jason's shaved apparatus. His penis and balls felt so good, and I was rewarded with a big explosion of white thick cum erupting from his cock head. As he moaned we kissed, and knew that it was only a matter of time, before we'd be together again.

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