Hunting Camp Lessons

By Jesse Matthews

Published on May 23, 2020

Gay

One of my many fantasies written down. Any comments or suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Email me at camouniformbear@gmail.com. Thanks for reading!


Day 1

I never liked whitetail hunting that much. It was mostly something that my father and brothers enjoyed doing. So when their yearly hunting trip to the mountains came around I didn't give it a second thought. That is until I learned my brother's friend, Ethan, was going. I never really thought about how attractive he was before. 6'1" and 200 lbs. Stocky build but not fat, nor was he overly muscular. He was 17 at the time with close cropped dirty blonde hair, green eyes that always seemed to glint and a smile that drove ladies wild.

When I asked my father if I could go with them this year, he was pleasantly surprised. He figured, at 15, if I hadn't learned to like hunting soon I never would. Needless to say, I was excited about the trip for other reasons.

A few weeks passed and we all packed up our gear and headed for camp. I got to ride with Ethan in my brother's truck. The two of them talked about girls of course.

"So Ethan, you get Anna to suck your cock yet?" Asked my brother, Jarod.

"Not yet man, she's being hard to get. What about you? Your girlfriend let you fuck her yet?"

"Fuck no. All she let's me do is eat her out. I'm lucky to get a hand job."

And so it went for two hours. Occasionally Ethan would ask me about the girls in my class and if any of them got me hard. I just bullshited my way through the conversation.

We finally arrived at the cabin and it was in better shape than I expected. Full kitchen, 3 bedrooms, generator for power. We unloaded and did what I assume everyone does the first day they get to camp. Get drunk. A case of beer later my Jarod realized that there were 3 beds and 4 people.

"So who's gonna sleep on the couch?"

"Ethan is our guest and I'm the father so we get one. You other three can figure it out."

"Make Jack sleep there, he's the smallest." Said Jeremy, my other brother.

"How about this" Ethan suggested, "How about Jack shares the big bed with me? That way everyone is happy."

"Fine by me"

"Sure."

Fuck! Was this really gonna happen? My cock started to grow at the thought of sharing a bed with this stunning man I was crushing on. I excused myself and headed for the bathroom. The place must have had a well. No other way it could have indoor plumbing. No sooner then i locked the door, I pulled my throbbing dick out and jerked off into the sink. That should hold me over for the rest of the night.

Over dinner, plans were made for who was gonna go where in the morning. I was to go with Ethan to the blind since it had room for two. This trip couldn't get any better.

I headed to bed before the others. Getting up at 4am was not something I was looking forward to. I planned on getting as much sleep as possible. A few hours later Ethan stumbled into the bedroom. I laid on the far side of the bed facing his side. I watched as he got undressed to sleep. Damn! He stripped naked! It was too dark to make out his cock. I sleepily rolled over so he wouldn't notice my hardon.

About 15 minutes later I noticed a subtle moving of the bed. He was jerking off! This boy has no shame. I desperately wanted to roll over and watch. I was afraid he would stop if he thought I was awake. I slowly slid my hand into my boxers and rubbed my leaking precum all over my cockhead as I listened to his quite moaning. After a few minutes his pace quickened and is breathing grew more shallow and ragged. One final groan and I knew he shot his load. My balls ached for release but I couldn't risk it. I eventually fell asleep fantasizing about Ethan.

I was the first to get up so I set about making breakfast. Eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. One by one the others shambled into the kitchen. Much to my disappointment, Ethan had put on some underwear when he got up. At least I got to check out the rest of him. Breakfast passed without much conversation. Hangovers are a bitch.

Once someone was done eating they headed off to get dressed for the day's hunt. After cleaning up, I did the same. Ethan was in the bedroom, already fully dressed. His well worn ball cap, long sleeve button up shirt tucked in, pants that accentuated his bulge and rubber boots all in matching Realtree hunting camouflage.

"We'll head out as soon as you're dressed."

"OK, I'll make it quick."

I could have sworn he was watching me change the whole time. Every time I glanced in his direction, he quickly looked down to his pack and rummaged through it. Very odd.

Following him through the woods, I couldn't help but stare at his ass. Twenty minutes of hiking and we made it to the blind. Calling it a shack would be more fitting. A 6'x6' plywood box on legs with windows cut out and a latching door. Inside were chairs.

"Take a seat and keep watch on the side."

"If I see anything you'll be the first to know."

I didn't see shit. Two hours of sitting there and not a damn thing was said nor seen.

"This is boring as hell" I finally said.

"Yeah, it can be but the payoff can be exciting."

"How do you keep from going stir crazy?'

"Ha. I'll let you in on a hunter's secret."

"And what would that be?"

"We jerk off."

"Seriously?"

"Yes I'm serious. Look at the floor. You can still see the cum stains from last year."

Sure enough they were there. Here I was, middle of the woods in a confined space with my crush, talking about jerking off.

"Since we're on the subject, I'm gonna rub one out."

I watched with utter disbelief as he stood up, undid his pants and dropped them to his knees. His cock was already getting hard as he started to fondle himself. His pubes were well trimmed and his hanging balls were smooth. His fully harden cock was impressive. About 6.5 inches long and thick. The best was the ample foreskin. Even hard it covered the head fully.

"Well, what about you? Gonna drain your balls?"

"Um, uh, yeah. Fuck it. Why not?"

With that I slid my pants to my knees, freeing my already hard cock. My own cock was shorter at 5 inches, but just as thick. And of course, cut. My pubic hair was wild and untamed.

"Nice package you got there Jack. Might want to trim a little. Bitches love a well groomed cock."

"Uh thanks for the advice."

I tried not to stare. The way the foreskin glided over his cockhead was mesmerizing.

"What? You never see an uncut cock before?"

"Not in person. I've seen them in Jarod's fuck flicks he thinks I don't know about."

"Heh, they are kinda rare around here."

"What does it feel like to jerk off with it?"

"Here, try it."

Before I could react, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock.

"Give it a few strokes and see how it feels."

I wasn't gonna turn down this opportunity. I grasped his throbbing cock. If I didn't know it was flesh, I would have sworn it was made of steel. He was that hard. I slowly rolled his skin back and then forward. A few more strokes and I reluctantly let go.

"That feels neat. Too bad I don't have one."

"Thems the breaks kid."

Ethan went back to jerking off. He would use his free hand to caress his balls and rub his taint. The entire time he never took his eyes off my crotch. I gladly took this as an invitation to drink in the sight of his own goods. I completely cut loose. If he was gonna watch, I was gonna but on a show. Long slow strokes, slapping my cock against my thigh, rolling my balls in my hand. I played up the moaning, not porno moaning, but believable. I couldn't take it any longer. With a grunt I shot my load all over the floor. My strokes so frantic I sent my seed all over the place. Some of it landed on Ethan's boots.

"Fuck man. That was nice. I'm getting close."

He picked up speed. His balls bouncing wildly. No quiet moans this time. If there were any deer around, they weren't any more.

"Aw fuck I'm gonna cum!"

He shot halfway way across the shack hitting the wall. Thick white ropes flying through the aim. It was impressive as hell.

"Damn, I needed that." Throwing a grin in my direction. "So you still bored?"

"Nope. That's a good way to pass the time. Sorry about hitting your boot."

"Don't worry about it. That's not the first time they have been covered with semen."

The hell was that supposed to mean? At this point I didn't care. We didn't even bother pulling up our pants. Just went back to looking out the windows. A short while later my father came across the radios we had.

"We got nothing here. Heading back to camp."

"Gotch ya.. We'll head back to."

With that, we got decent and made the trek back. Not much was said between us. It was an unspoken promise not to talk about what happened to the others. The rest of the day was uneventful. More sitting around chatting and more drinking. I did some homework my mom made me bring with me. Darkness came and I headed off to sleep. Not ten minutes later I heard Ethan enter the room. That's odd. He locked the door this time.

He wasted no time climbing into bed. The rhythmic motion soon returned. I was lying on my back this time. My dick started tenting the bed. He stopped. Did he know i was awake? Without a word, he once again took my hand and placed it on his cock.

"Give it another go. Do it as much as you want."

That horny fucker wants me to give him a hand job. I guess I better get to it. I ran my fingers across the shaft, feeling the veins. I pulled on his foreskin, testing the elasticity. Cupping his balls I felt their weight. Finally grabbing his cock in a tight squeeze, I started stroking.

"Oh fuck. Just like that."

A clumsy hand started groping around my torso. It found its way down to my cock. Ethan started jerking me off.

"I guess I can return the favor."

"That's mighty kind of you."

I had to concentrate on rubbing his cock. I would have exploded in seconds if I hadn't. I needed this moment to last as long as possible. Ethan was going for that. He started bucking his hips, fucking my hand.

"Just hold your hand there and I'll do all the work."

So intense was his focus on my hand, he stopped giving me a handjob and just held on tight.

"Here it comes."

He threw off the blankets just in time. Spurt after spurt flew into the air and landed on his chest. Some of it dribbled down his cock and onto my fingers, still holding the slowly shrinking dick.

"That was amazing. Shit. I forgot about you."

He released my cock and wiped his hand across his chest and returned it. He was using his own cum as lube to jerk me off. That was the turning point. My balls pulled up and let loose their payload. My cock erupted all over his hand. It was completely covered.

"Haha. Sorry once again. It seems like I always make a mess when I cum."

"Its fine. I got some wet wipes in my pack."

He tossed me a few to clean myself up with while he did the same.

"So uh, thanks for that. Its been awhile since someone else got me off."

"You're welcome!"

"Come back to the blind with me tomorrow and I'll have a surprise for you."

"What kind of surprise?"

"Can't tell you."

"Guess I'll just have to go with you and find out."

Sleep came fast and hard that night.

Next: Chapter 2


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