Hot Camping Story - JTT, Jason James Richter & Max Elliot Slade

By if.tenep.nona@750431na

Published on Apr 28, 1995

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At Jonathan Taylor Thomas's House

starring Jonathan Taylor Thomas

Jason James Richter

Max Elliot Slade


One day, Jon was getting bored - It was a pleasant day, all friends are gone...

parents visiting their friends, brother out on a weekend trip, pets are at the vets. All left is his computer, telephone, TV, and swimming pool. He would have none of that. He wanted something fun.

** RING ** Jon hears the phone ring and answers it, "'fternoon.". A boyish voice crackles, "Hey Jon home? Jason here."

"Yeah, speaking. What's up?"

"Got Max over here, and we're bored. Wanted to see if you're doing anything

exciting today."

"Jason, my friend, picking up the phone to answer the phone is the only exciting thing I've done today."

"Ah, why don't we get together and go camping somewhere? I can have my driver

pick you up -- get some fishing done and all that... camping stuff y'know.."

"Camping? Where?"

"In a private area where not even the public knows.. it's my own site.. Are u

up for it?"

"Up? I'm getting my gear as you are speaking. How soon can u be here?"

"Give us 30 minutes."

"Great. Later."

"Later."

Jon quickly goes up and packs his stuff, and gets out a few fishing poles, the lures and all that. He didn't want to forget his soccer ball. A call to his parents turned out they wishing him fun, but be careful.

  • DING DING *

Jon answered the front door. Max and Jason were there.

"Yo, Jon!"

"Hey, J!"

"Max! Jas! Help me with my shit."

"Whoa, looks like you've packed for a year.", exclaimed Max.

"Max, no. that's enough for 2 years, ", joked Jason.

"You two shut up and help me."

Jason and Max took some of Jon's gear and packed in the trunk, and Jon locked the door and quickly followed them.

"Hansforth, take us to my camping area.", yelled Jason as three got in the car.

Since it's an hour and half drive, they passed time by swapping dirty jokes and Gameboy games.

Upon arrival, Hansforth helped the boys get their stuff from the trunk, and was told by Jason to return at approximately 1 p.m. on Sunday.

The three boys had a hard time setting up Jason's 5-person tent, but finally finished setting up. They had to collect wood, and make the appropriate fire rings, latrines, and all that. They were really roughing it.

Ah, the hard work done. It's getting dark. They quickly light the fire and cook some dinner.

Jon says, "Hey about a ghost story before we turn in?"

Max replied, "Why not? I'm tired, and I'm pretty sure Jason is, too."

"Hey, what have YOU two been up to all day until u called me?", yelled Jon.

Jason yelled back, "Relax...", then lowered his voice, "We've been playing physical games... y'know... the swords and stuff... Tag.. racing.. we've been betting who can outdo the other at a certain activity."

Max added, "We intend to have you join in the fun tomorrow at sunup. We can compete in swimming races, hiking and orienteening and general camping stuff."

Jon said, "Fine. there's an activity I have in mind that I was thinking about yesterday... and then decided not to put that idea to use, but since you've brought it up, I just MIGHT use it tomorrow...in the late afternoon."

"Why does it have to be in the late afternoon?", questioned Jason.

Jon smiled, and said, "You'll see....", raising his eyebrows in the process.

Tired, the three decided to pass up on the story and went to sleep.

A bird's cheerful song woke the boys up in the morning.

"Ah, such a bee-yoo-tiful day", exlaimed Max.

"We picked the right day to escape, eh, Jason?" inquired Jon.

"You betcha. Let's make the breakfast and then do the races", responded Jason.

"YEAH!"

"Ya-hoo"

Jason won the swimming race, Max won the skimming-rock one, and JTT, as expected, managed to hook a 15-lb bigmouth bass, and got a picture of that before letting the bass go.

"Now, it's about 5 pm, Jon, what's on your mind?", inquired Jason.

"You've got to keep this to yourselves. If you don't like it, just yell stop it or just leave for a while, ", said Jon.

"What? What?" yelled Max.

"Anyone wanna bet their dicks are bigger?"

"I'm in!"

"Me, too."

They all took off their clothes, and compared dicks.

"See! I beat yours by a good half inch, Jason!", yelped Jon.

"Oh damn. Maybe next time..."

Max looked at Jon's dick and Jason's dick... and his began to get hard.

"Whoa, look at Max's dick rise.."

"Jon, your dick is rising, too."

"My dick is rising, too....," said Jason," but I like it!"

"Yeah, me too..."

"So, why don't we do something about it, " asked Jon.

Jason, before anyone can say the next word or anything, dropped to his knees and started sucking Max's dick. Max moaned as Jason began to suck it very carefully, and so expertly played the dick very well with his tongue. At the same time, Jason massaged Max's nuts. Jon didn't want to feel left out, so he started frenchkissing with Max, and then saw Jason's ass and began rubbing it.

Jason moaned, and then began to suck Jon's long, extra-hard dick.

Jon groaned, and begged to SUCK IT HARD. Max didn't waste any time waiting to put his hot dog in Jon's hot hole. Jon yelled "DEEPER AND FUCK ME HARDER!"

As Max continued to pump his schlong in Jon's tight ass, Jason said to Jon - "Do the same thing to me that Max's doing to you.. My ass is all wet."

Jon stroked and placed his dick in Jason's ass.... a three-way fuckathon!

and Jon's getting the maximum pleasure of being the fuckee and fucker! He loves it and wants more of the same! Then all of a sudden, all three yelled "I'm coming!"

All three shot their hot loads in each other's mouth, and they want more.. but they are all cummed out... and rather to take a break....

.....until next day.......

END (Tough, but you can imagine the rest!)

{To this day..... think Jonathan's face..... Jason's ass... and Max's smile..}

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