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Brett woke up early the next morning. He headed back to the shower in just his shorts. He heard the shower running and waited just a minute until he heard the water stopped. He just nodded at the older man and dropped his shorts. He did what he need to do and was gone in a flash.
His dad had some stale doughnuts which Brett downed with a cold Mountain Dew. He made his way across the camp grounds and found Yancey waiting on him to go fishing at the lake. Brett never been fishing much just as a younger kid.
"Here grab a pole. I think we might have company though," Yancey rolled his eyes.
"Don't tell me," Brett said.
"Yelp, our brothers are going," Yancey said.
"Shit the damn bed," Brett said under his breath.
"It's cool. Here look they've been out and dug us up some worms if we want to try that," Yancey said. "Eric's pretty good at this."
"Hey, Brett, you ready?" Jeff said as he popped out of the tent.
"I guess so," Brett said. He grabbed Jeff, his brother, by the arm, "I swear if you say one word of how I talk I will beat your ever living ass to a pulp."
"What the hell? I won't say shit if you don't," Jeff said with a big grin.
"Jeff I don't think I have ever heard you cuss," Brett said.
"Hang around me more then, bitch. I might teach you a thing or two," Jeff said. Brett was now totally surprised and guessed he really hadn't hung around his brother much over the past year.
They back up the small flat bottom boat to the lake and launched it with its small trolling motor. Jeff, Eric and Brett jumped in the boat while Yancey found a spot to park the truck. Brett waited until he saw Yancey coming down the hill. Yancey jumped it as carefully as he could but almost sent their fishing gear flying. Yancey settled the boat down before heading out. He trolled the small boat to a spot where he thought would be great.
"Here Brett, bait this hook up and give it a try," Yancey said and handed him the bucket of slimy worms.
Brett did the best he could to get the worm on the hook. "Damn, worm shit," Brett said and wiped his hand on his shirt.
"That's what it's all about now give er a cast right here," Yancey pointed. Brett dropped the line in the water with a bobber to take the guess work out of it. The younger brothers both baited their hooks and dropped them in the water. Yancey decided to try out the bass and hooked up a spinner bait to test the waters.
Up and down. Up and down Brett's bobber bobbed in the water. Brett froze. "Bro, you got something," Jeff said.
"I do?" Brett said and then felt the big tug. "Oh hell I do." Brett then did his best and started reeling it in. On the line was a nice size bream. "Oh look what I got here." Brett pulled the fish up and let it dangle above the water.
"Take it off, Brett," Eric said.
"How?" Brett said.
"Here let me show you," Eric said and wrapped his hand around the fish's fins and pulled the hook out of the fish's mouth. "Not bad, Brett. We'll keep it for now."
"Dude, you are such a pussy," Jeff said to Brett.
"Let's see you catch one bigger," Brett said.
"Oh hell yeah, I think I got one," Yancey screamed. "Damn, he's a big sumofbitch. Give me a net, Eric!" Yancey pulled and tugged until the nice bass was near the boat. "Oh yeah, nice one. He's supper tonight, guys." Yancey unhooked the fish. "I say about 4 pounds. This is great."
Once the sun started really coming down, all four boys were out of their shirts and reeling in the fish. Brett was still a little hesitant about unhooking the bream but finally got the hang of it.
"Oh shit, dudes. I think I got a big one," Eric said and pulled and pulled until the mean looking catfish rose out of the water. "Oh yeah, I really got me one now." Eric proudly stood up and brought the large catfish into the boat.
"Nice one bro. He is huge," Yancey said.
"He is definitely a keeper," Jeff said and admired his new friend's catch.
Brett was really getting in to this until they finally called it a day about 3. They had an impressive stringer going with a large catfish, 3 bass and several very eatable bream. They loaded the boat back on the trailer.
"Dad, Dad, look what we caught," Eric said. "I caught the big catfish."
"Nice guys. I guess I can cook those up tonight if ya'll want. Good thing I packed the craving and filet knives." Ben, Eric and Yancey's dad, said.
"Hey, I want to show my dad, too," Jeff said and hauled the string of fish to show his dad. His dad was surprised at the large amount of fish the boys had caught.
"Mr. Ben is going to clean them and we're eating them tonight," Jeff said with Eric at his side.
"I guess you boys had a good time then," Roger said.
"Oh yes sir. It was fun out there," Jeff said. "We are going to watch Ben cut them up for us."
"I'll be there in just a minute," Roger said. He made his way and found the boys all gathered round as Ben sliced up the fish and neatly prepared them for the night's meal.
Brett really had never seen someone actually do this and was amazed. He felt a tug on his arm. "Let's go swimming, Brett," Yancey said.
"Okay. I'll meet ya'll down there," Brett said.
"Dad, thanks for bringing me. This has really been a lot of fun," Brett said.
"Maybe we can do it again sometime. Now go have fun. Ben and I will get these great looking fish ready," Roger said.
Brett went back and changed to join his friends. "Hey Ben, I guess the boys have enjoyed themselves," Roger said after they were gone.
"Yeah, they really seem to like it here. I guess making friends their age helps out too. You got a great set of boys," Ben said while he started to ice down the fish.
"Thanks, so do you. I actually was dreading this but now I am glad I did it. You know I have had a blast watching my sons have fun and actually being civil with one another," Roger replied.
"Me too. All my 2 do is fight or argue with each other. I haven't heard one time they have fought," Ben said and joined Roger for a cold beer. They talked for a while man to man while their sons played in the lake at the swimming hole.
After about an hour and half, they saw all four boys heading their way. They were all smiles.
"Alright, what's up?" Ben said.
"We pulled down Eric and Jeff's shorts in front of these girls. It was freakin hilarious," Yancey said.
"I see," Roger said. "They weren't mad were they?"
"No we all just laughed. It was just in fun. They tried to do the same to us but we outsmarted them," Brett said.
"Hey Yancey, I am tired. You want to lay down just a minute," Brett said.
"Sure, I am exhausted too. I guess we can change in our tent," Yancey said.
"That's cool," Brett said and both went and changed to lay down for a little while. Pretty soon, Jeff and Eric were out too as they lay on a towel in the small tent.
After a good 45 minutes or so, Ben started the grill and began cooking the fresh fish. Roger again came up with a small cooler filled with beer. One by one, the boys were waked by the aroma of the fish.
"Wow, it smells so awesome," Brett said, coming out of the tent.
"Yeah it does son. You boys should be proud," Roger said.
Without thinking, both Yancey and Brett grabbed a beer and joined their dads around the grill. "Yancey, if your mom finds out that I let you drink, she is going to be pissed," Ben said.
"Dad, you think I don't know that," Yancey smiled.
All the guys devoured the fresh fish along with some beans and bread. Each one was stuffed after the meal. "I need to walk this off, Brett," Yancey said.
"Yeah me too," Brett said.
"Hey dad, Brett and I got the small tent tonight, right?" Yancey said.
"Yeah, I said you could," Ben replied.
Yancey and Brett got up and started out. Soon they were followed by their two brothers out into the further parts of the camp site. Yancey showed them the cliff he and Brett found earlier and all four just sat down. By now the beans had started working their magic. It seemed liked a contest who could gross the others out the most. Yancey thrilled in pulling his shorts down right in his brother's face and let it rip. It was all just juvenile fun for the boys.
The dads looked up and saw the boys racing their way.
"What's hurry?" Roger asked.
"Jeff thinks it funny to freak us out with this snake he has," Eric said, huffing and puffing.
Jeff was the last one up and had a small green snake in his hand. "Guys, I don't see why ya'll are so scared. It won't hurt you."
"Jeff, put it down right now!" Roger said. "How many times have I told you people aren't like you and are deathly afraid of snakes?"
"Okay, I was just having fun," Jeff said and released the small green snake.
That night they sat around and talked since it was their last night camping. Around nine or so, Roger left with Jeff and Eric. Ben continued to drink until the fierce mosquitoes ran him to the small tent. "I will see you guys in the morning. There are still a few beers left so I don't think you will be too bad."
"Thanks dad, see ya in the morning," Yancey said. "Cool, Brett, I guess these last 6 are for us."
"You know Yancey our dads have really been cool as fuck to us and really treated us like mature adults," Brett said.
"Yeah, my dad has always treated me like a kid. I guess he realized I will be gone in a few months and figured what the hell," Yancey said.
Brett and Yancey nursed the beer. Both had to take a long piss before finally calling it a night and putting out the fire around 11 or so. They went in Yancey's tent and unrolled the sleeping bags. They placed the bags side by side in the nice tent.
"Brett, you are really a hot guy you know it?" Yancey said.
"Thanks, I think you are cool too," Brett said.
"Brett, I am serious. You are cool as fuck. Have you ever even kissed a girl before?"
"Yeah, just because I am still a virgin doesn't mean I have kissed a girl. Why, Yancey?"
"Oh I was just wondering," Yancey said. He then leaned over and gave a big kiss right on Brett's lips. Brett didn't move. "So how was that?"
"Not bad for a guy, Yancey," Brett said. Brett again felt Yancey's lips on his and Yancey's hands running down his back. "Damn Yancey, you're drunk."
"Not really. I just see something I like and going for it," Yancey said.
"Fuck Yancey, so you like doing this shit with guys?"
"Well I do when I don't have another choice. Come on, it will be fun to mess around a little again. Hell Brett you really got a nice big dick."
"I don't know since it's just weird doing it with another guy, you know," Brett said. Brett could feel his long cock getting hard and tenting his boxers. Brett then felt Yancey's hand grab his crotch.
"Brett, you're fucking boned," Yancey said.
"Well, maybe you got me this way," Brett said. "I guess we can jack off each other again."
"Awesome," Yancey said and slid off his white boxer briefs. Brett did the same and immediately felt Yancey's hand grab his hard cock. Brett scooted over where he could do the same to Yancey. "Feels good, huh?"
"Oh yeah," Brett smiled in the faint light.
"I can do more if you want me to," Yancey said.
"I don't care," Brett said. He felt Yancey with his hand at the base of his cock and then saw Yancey move closer. He watched closely while Yancey slowly took Brett's cock in his mouth. "Oh shit, that feels good."
Yancey stopped for a second, "I knew you would like it." Yancey continued. Brett leaned back and tried his best to enjoy his first blow job despite it being from an 18 year old guy.
"Oh Yancey, suck that cock!" Brett moaned. "Dude, I don't know how long I can last."
Yancey then stopped for a second. "Damn Brett, I never really realized how big your dick was. You wanna suck mine?"
"I don't know about that," Brett said and thought about it a bit. "Yancey, what the fuck, it is just me and you." Brett leaned over and tentatively put Yancey's cock in his mouth. He closed his eyes and pretended it was a lollipop. He tried not to think of it as being a dick.
"Oh fuck dude. You're pretty good," Yancey said. After doing sucking Yancey's cock as long as he could stand it, Brett stopped. "Not so bad, huh?"
"It was alright. You want to suck mine so more?" Brett said.
"Hell yeah, Brett, you are fucking hot," Yancey said and kissed him.
"You're fucking hot too Yancey," Brett said and felt Yancey's mouth again on his long cock. Brett relaxed somewhat and really enjoyed the blow job. He started pumping his cock into Yancey's hot mouth. "Oh fuck Yancey, you better stop."
Yancey pulled his mouth off Brett's cock just in time to feel Brett's load shooting on his tanned chest and drip down to his washboard abs. "Nice one Brett."
"I'll suck you so more if you want," Brett said. "You deserve it."
Brett took Yancey's cock in his mouth and started sucking. He tried to mock what he felt Yancey doing. He felt Yancey's hand on his back. Brett gagged when he tried to go too deep. Yancey pushed Brett off his cock. Yancey covered his abs in his own nut. Brett handed him a paper towel to wipe off all the cum that covered Yancey's hot body.
"Brett, that was hot," Yancey said.
"You know I didn't mind it as much as I thought I would. I was just so horned up. You want make out some?" Brett asked.
"Hell yeah," Yancey said and took Brett in his arms. They swapped tongue and really got into the whole making out thing. They both freely explored each other young fit naked bodies. "Brett, I definitely want to see you again after we leave. Hopefully we can go camping by ourselves next time."
"That would be fun. I will for sure come see you later in the summer," Brett said. "We better put back on our boxers even though I would love to sleep nude next to you."
"You're right. We better," Yancey said. "It would be a bitch to explain how we ended up nude together."
They both put back on their underwear but sleep curled up next to each other in the sleeping bags.
The next morning thing, a slow rain started falling and things had to be done in hurry before the eventual storm took hold. Both families hurriedly took down their tents and packed up all their belongings.
Brett honestly hated going home, "Thanks Yancey. It was nice meeting you."
"Same here," Yancey said. "Call me later. You got my number and I got yours."
"Come on, Brett. We got to go," Jeff hollered out. Brett just shook Yancey hand in the rain and left running. The SUV was packed up and they left the camp site.
"So I guess camping with your dad ain't so bad after all," Brett's dad said after they pulled out.
"Dad thank you. It was great," Brett said and just thought of the hot times Yancey had showed him.
"I am glad you liked it," Roger said.
"Yeah dad maybe we can do it again sometime and camp right next to Eric," Jeff said.
"We might just have to do that," Roger said.
It took about an hour to get home. The rain was coming down pretty hard by the time they made it home. Their mom was there waiting on her boys and her husband. "I guess you had a good time," she said.
"Yeah, honey, I think they did. We met up with another dad and his two sons who were Jeff and Brett's age. I enjoyed talking with their dad too. His name was Ben Walker." Roger said.
Brett went to his room as did Jeff to change clothes. Their mom then asked, "Does he live about 30 minutes from here?"
"Yeah why?" Roger asked.
"That's weird. My best friend in school, Emily, married a Ben Walker and I know she has two boys close to ours."
"Honey, Ben did mention that his wife name was Emily," Roger said.
"What a small world. I need to call her. It has been years since I talked to her. I know for a fact now that it is her."
"Well, Brett has their number. Give her a call," Roger said.
Sure enough it was her old best friend Emily's family that her family had met. She called and they talked for an hour about old times and how weird it was that their sons had made such good friends. They both said how great it was that they would have to do it again and how fate how brought them together again. Brett just smiled when he heard the news and only if they knew what had happened. In the end, both moms hardily agreed to meet up again like a cookout since they were only 30 minutes apart and since their families already knew each other.
THE END...