Abandoned Boy

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DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!

The Abandoned Boy

Chapter 45

In Chapter 44, we left off with...

Tom and I making love after having found the pictures of Simon and Ethan having sex on the island with the boys.

While Tom and I were making love in the tent, Simon and Ethan, who'd made up after their misunderstanding about Simon's feelings for Lukey, had gone off in search of a private place to have makeup sex. They found an unlocked shed in the woods, and had a passionately romantic interlude on a tarp on the floor. Unbeknownst to them, two young teenage boys named Brad and Taylor, who had just finished having sex in the loft of the shed, and were still up there when Simon and Ethan walked in, had witnessed their entire session of love-making. Happily for the two young boys, they found it a highly educational and enlightening experience, which showed them that it was OK to express their love for one another, and how to do it. After Simon and Ethan headed back to the tent, Brad and Taylor decided to have sex again. This time, both imitated Simon and Ethan, and they had the best, most loving experience of the lives!

As the last chapter ended, Tom and I were already asleep in the tent when Simon, Ethan, and Buddy returned to it. The boys quickly stripped naked, crawled into their sleeping bags, which they'd zipped together into one big bag, and snuggled up together and went to sleep...

Now, in this chapter, we'll see how the rest of the camping trip went...

The next morning, the boys and Buddy were still sleeping when Tom and I woke up. I smiled to myself as I looked at Ethan and Simon snuggled together in a "spoon" in their sleeping bag. Buddy was lying outside it with his back "spooned" up to Simon's belly. All three were snoring softly. As I glanced at Tom, I noticed he was looking at them too, and smiling as well.

"I'd suggest a little 'fun', but I'd rather not wake them. They need some rest," Tom whispered.

I nodded in agreement.

"Wanta go for a canoe ride?" Tom whispered.

Again, I nodded, smiling.

Quietly we started rummaging for our things. Unfortunately, as we did, Tom sat back on one of Buddy's paws. Buddy woke up with a yelp and jerked his leg back, as Tom rocked forward again, trying not to hurt him. Buddy's butt bumped into Simon's thigh, and he grunted and jerked backward slightly into Ethan too.

"Whaaa-???" Ethan groaned, lifting his head groggily and opening his eyes in thin slits.

Simon started to stir then too.

"Nice!" I muttered, smirking at Tom.

"Well I didn't mean to!" he said, then he turned to Buddy and said, "is your Paw alright Buddy? I'm sorry."

Buddy looked at Tom and panted. His mouth was open in what appeared to be a smile. As Tom looked at him concerned, he leaped up and started deftly licking Tom's face.

"Guess he's OK," I said, smiling.

"What's wrong?" Simon mumbled sleepily, trying to sit up.

"Tom just sat on Buddy's foot. He's OK though," I said.

"Oh!" Simon said, flopping back down, but stretching and yawning.

Ethan rolled onto his back and closed his eyes tightly and held them shut for a moment, then opened them wide, forcing them to stay open a moment, before relaxing and trying to focus on us. I noticed a prominent bulge in the sleeping bag where his crotch was, and smiled to myself.

"You guys are up early," Simon groaned, rolling onto his back too, and stretching again. As he arched his back, a good-sized lump bulged upward under the sleeping bag in the area of his crotch as well.

"And, you guys got in late and now you're sleeping in late!" I countered, smiling at him.

"I guess," Simon said, licking his lips and watching as I stood up to pull on some underwear. I grinned when I noticed his eyes lock onto my semi-erect dick. I also noted that the bulge in his crotch pulsed larger for a moment. He smiled shyly when he realized I'd noticed his arousal.

Quickly I pulled on my underwear and a pair of shorts, as I began feeling my own cock starting to swell up even more. I noticed Tom did the same. He too had noticed both boys' morning bulges, and I saw his dick starting to throb slightly as it grew in size.

"Where're you going?" Ethan asked, stretching his arms up in the air, exposing a thick bush of dark hair in each of his armpits.

"Canoe ride!" Tom said. "We thought you guys could use a bit of time alone, and we can too!"

Simon snickered and said, "Translation - They're going to go fuck somewhere, where we're not!"

"Smart ass!" Tom muttered. "I don't see you protesting! Guess that sounds OK to you, as you'll have the tent to yourselves!"

Both boys grinned. Both their tents appeared to be a bit bigger too. My dick was straining uncomfortably against my shorts by then too.

"Listen!" I said. "There's something I want to remind you guys about!"

Tom closed his eyes and sighed silently. I could hear his brain saying "We really shouldn't say anything!"

I couldn't help myself though. I needed to warn them one more time about safe sex! After seeing those pictures of them with the strange boys the previous night, I didn't want to ignore the fact that they were obviously not taking precautions, and then have them turn up with an STD! If that happened, I'd have felt that I hadn't done my best to persuade them to be safe, and I'd have to live with the guilt. Moreover, I didn't want either of them to have to go through dealing with, or living with an STD!

"I just want you guys to remember to practice 'safe sex' should you decide to do anything with anyone else, OK?" I said.

Both boys rapidly glanced as surreptitiously as they could at each other. They both suddenly looked guilty and embarrassed, and both suddenly avoided direct eye contact with us.

"I'm serious!" I said. "You remember those tests you went through a while back. Well, you don't want to have to go through them again. And you especially don't want to find you've caught an STD! OK?"

Guiltily, both of them glanced up at me for a second, then looked away. Looking even more guilty, Simon said, "Don't worry Greg, we'll be careful!"

"Yeah," Ethan added, rather unenthusiastically.

I hadn't expected them to admit to what they'd done the previous evening. But, I found it interesting that neither said they wouldn't have sex with other people. Rather they just said that they'd be careful, which didn't mean they'd positively be safe!

I looked at them both for a moment, as they tinged redder still. I didn't let on that I knew what they'd done. I just smiled slightly and nodded.

"C'mon Sweet Cheeks!" Tom said, grabbing my ass and squeezing it, before I could say anything else. "Let's go for that ride and leave these two to have some fun together too!"

The boys grinned at Tom, thankful that he'd ended the conversation. I couldn't help smiling a little more broadly myself.

"OK, OK, I'm coming!" I said.

"Already? Jeeze you're not even breathing hard!" Tom said, grinning saucily. "I knew my hands were good, but damn - that was quick!"

"Asshole!" I said. "That deserves a nipple twist I think!"

I lunged for Tom's chest then.

"NOOOooo!!!" he cried, protectively covering his breasts.

Immediately I changed direction and moved my hand downward and grabbed his crotch and squeezed firmly... but gently.

"Ooohhhh!!!" Tom groaned, not in pain, but with arousal, as I began gently kneading his genitals.

Simon grinned and chuckled as he watched. The tent in the sleeping bag over his crotch area danced a little as his penis flexed with arousal as well, in reaction to seeing our sexual play.

"C'mon Horn Dog!" I said, pulling on Tom's crotch in the direction of the tent flap.

I dropped Tom's package and opened the flap and stepped out. Tom followed me out. Together we turned to zip the the flap back up.

Before we did though, I leaned in and looked at the boys. They looked surprised I'd poked my head back in.

"I was serious about you guys being safe!" I said, looking soberly at them. "I love you both and don't want anything bad to happen to either of you, so please, please, always be safe!"

They both blushed and looked guilty again.

"We will," Simon said, softly.

Ethan nodded assent.

"Come ON already!" Tom growled, pulling on the waistband of my shorts.

"See ya later," he Tom called into the tent.

Smiling, I backed out of the tent saying, "Yeah, see you around lunch time!"

"Bye," the boys replied.

We zipped the flap shut, and headed off toward the reservoir then.

Tom and I walked down to the edge of the water and selected the driest empty canoe.

A couple minutes later, as we paddled away from shore, Tom said, "You know. They're old enough now that we can't tell them what to do and what not to do with their bodies. They're gonna do what they want to - whether we tell them they can or not. And we've given them enough information so they know all the risks! They also know our position on safe sex. It's up to them to follow through now - or not."

"I know," I said. "I wouldn't feel right though if I didn't at least TRY to guilt them into being safe! Anyway, how 'bout we check out the island?"

As I looked forward from the back seat of the canoe, I could tell Tom was smiling, from the way his cheeks bulged out in front of his ears slightly.

"Sounds good to me!" he said.

I held my paddle in the water a moment on the left side of the canoe, until the drag in the water had swung the craft's prow about, and we were pointed directly at the island. We both dug in with our paddles then, Tom initially on the right side, and I on the left, and we headed for the island that the boys had been out at the previous evening.

"You think they suspect we were fooling around with the guys on the island last night?" Simon asked Ethan, after we'd left the tent.

"Kinda sounded that way," Ethan said.

"Think that was the end of their lecturing? Or do you think they'll bring it up again?" Simon asked.

"I expect Greg wanted to lecture us some more. Tom seemed like he didn't want to though, and probably will tell Greg he shouldn't," Ethan said. "Anyway, I think if they were going to say anymore about it, or question us, they'd have done it just now."

Simon smiled a little, feeling relieved. A moment later, he twisted his head to look at Ethan, and asked a little nervously, "You don't think we did catch anything, do you?"

Ethan looked down at him, and thought for a minute, then said, "Doubtful."

Simon studied him for a moment, then said, "Maybe we should stick to just each other though anyway from now on!"

Ethan smiled. He was glad to hear Simon say that. Not because he felt they'd been unsafe, but because it indicated to him that Simon truly only wanted to be with him!

"I think that'd be just fine," He said, rolling onto his side to Face Simon.

Smiling in return, Simon rolled onto his side to face Ethan too. Ethan leaned in then, and the two kissed.

"So... we have the tent all to ourselves..." Ethan said, smiling and pushing his hips forward, until his hardon pressed up against Simon's body, and he felt Simon's pressing against his.

Simon grinned and said, "and they won't be back for a while either!"

Ethan wrapped his arms around Simon then, and pressed his lips against Simon's. Simon responded to Ethan's kiss, and wrapped his arms around him as well. As they kissed, both began to grind their bodies against each other.

Realizing the boys were busy with each other yet again, Buddy yawned and stretched. Then, looking bored, he flopped down on mine and Tom's sleeping bag, closed his eyes, exhaled forcefully, and drifted back off to sleep.

While Ethan and Simon were snuggling and mashing their dicks into each other in their sleeping bag, Tom and I arrived at the island. We paddled all the way around it, which didn't take long, as it wasn't that big. No other boats were there, so I suggested we put ashore and check the place out. Tom agreed, so we paddled up to the little dock, tied up and got out.

"Nice little place!" Tom said, looking around.

"Let's go have a look up at the top of the hill," I suggested. "There's a path over there, that looks like it leads up to it."

"OK," Tom said.

We set off then, up the short path to the top of the island.

"Think they'll come back this morning?" Taylor, the dirty-blond 14 year old asked, as he and his dark haired friend climbed the stairs of the shed to their little love nest.

"Dunno," said Brad. "But if they do, they'll probably just stay downstairs anyway... and I really don't care. I'm just so fucking horny I can't wait to get you nekkid!"

Taylor grinned and started pulling off his t-shirt as he reached the top of the steps. Brad started to strip too. Within about 10 seconds, both boys were standing completely naked, staring at each other's throbbing hardons.

"Whata ya feel like doin'?" Brad asked, grinning and reaching for Taylor's penis.

"Everything!" Taylor answered, grinning.

"Sounds good to me!" Brad said, still grinning. He dropped to his knees then and sucked his friend's cock into his mouth and began sucking up and down on it, which elicited pleasureful groans from the fairer-haired boy.

Simon's body felt as if it was on fire, as he humped wildly against Ethan, and Ethan's stiff rod rubbed strongly against the front of him.

The two were still snuggled in their sleeping bag, wrapped in an embrace, kissing passionately, and humping their lower bodies together, as they rubbed their penises against each other. Because of all their motion, as well as their sexual arousal, both boys were hot and sweaty. Feeling sticky against each other, and smelling their combined muskiness, excited them even more.

Although Ethan had intended to stop dry-fucking Simon, and perform oral sex on him, then most likely move onto fucking him properly, what the two were doing felt so good to him, maybe because of their simultaneous kissing, or maybe because they were both so hot and sweaty, that he just kept going, and now he thought he felt his orgasm forming.

Simon felt the same way. Not only was he enjoying rubbing his penis against Ethan, which felt great, but he felt a distinct tingle shoot through him, each time his and Ethan's nipples rubbed against each other as well, and he kept manuevering so that they continued to brush each other as much as possible. He wondered if they did this long enough, if they'd cum! He figured it was a good possibility.

As the two boys "fucked" each other, sans penetration, other than their tongues which were shoved deep into each other's mouths, each could tell that the other was highly aroused, and both eventually did realize that if they kept on doing what they were doing, eventually, they'd get off.

As Simon felt his orgasm building, he began moving his hips faster, which rubbed his cock against Ethan, faster. Ethan sensed that Simon was getting closer to climaxing, and apparently didn't want to stop what they were doing to switch to another activity, so he too started bucking against Simon faster than before.

Soon, both boys were breathing rapidly and deeply through their noses. Their mouths were locked together as they kissed each other passionately. And, their hips were flying as they pounded their groins against each other.

Suddenly, Simon felt a new urgency in Ethan's kissing. He thought Ethan was probably about to cum. That thought, brought Simon to the peak of his pleasure. His body tensed up as he tried to delay his climax, so that Ethan could catch up with him.

A moment later, just as Simon thought he wouldn't be able to hold off any longer, Ethan tensed up and hugged Simon tightly for a moment. For a second his hips ceased moving, then groaning gutterally, he relaxed, and resumed fucking Simon. At the same time, Simon suddenly felt a gush of warm wetness between his and Ethan's bodies, and their pelvises began gliding against each other more easily.

Simon couldn't hold back any longer then. Mewing slightly in delight, he too tensed up as Ethan had, then released his own flood of jism between their bodies.

Ardently kissing each other, both boys continued grinding their bodies against one another. Due tot he sweat and semen that was plastered between them, there was a crackling, snapping sound, as the boys' bodies met, then parted, then met again.

They each moaned happily and spasmed a few more times, as they continued writhing together. When their orgasms finally ended, their lower abdomens and pelvic regions were smeared all over with copius amounts of stickey semen and sweat!

As their passion receded, Ethan relaxed his body, laying with his full weight on top of Simon. They lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, panting for breath, each feeling hotter than hell, soaked with sweat, and rather disgusting where they'd cum all over each other. What they'd done wasn't what either boy had had in mind for their morning sexual pleasure, but it had been spontaneous, and in the end both thought it was damned good! The cleanup afterward was going to be messy though, Simon thought!

"Well, that was different," he said, after his breathing had returned somewhat to normal.

"Yeah," Ethan said. "I wouldn't have thought it would be so good, but - it was!"

The two smiled at each other. Then, Simon nuzzled against Ethan, and Ethan kissed him on the forehead.

"How about we get cleaned up and go for a hike?" Ethan asked.

"Sounds good to me!" Simon said.

They set about unzipping their sleeping bags then and crawled out of them.

"Damn!" Simon said, as they parted and he felt the cooler air hit the saturated lower half of his trunk. "Good thing Greg brought papertowels!"

Ethan snickered, as he ripped some sheets of papertowels off a roll I'd brought along, and handed them to Simon. He ripped a few more off the roll and set about cleaning himself up too. Once they were finished, the two got dressed.

While Simon and Ethan were grinding their hips together in the tent, Taylor and Brad were having fun in the loft of the shed in the woods too.

Initially, Brad had gone down on Taylor who was standing naked in front of him. This had pleased Taylor immensely, but after a couple minutes, Taylor had stopped him, to switch places. Wiping his wet grin with the back of his hand, Brad had stood up, and Taylor had dropped down and sucked on his tool for a couple minutes too.

Before Brad got too worked up though, Taylor stopped and said, "How about you fuck me?"

Grinning, Brad turned and reached for his cargo shorts. He extracted a small tube of EasyGlide out of the pocket, and squirted some into his hand, while Taylor got into position face-down on the sleeping bag, with his butt sticking up in the air.

As Brad got down on his knees, between Taylor's legs, he smiled. Taylor had just showered a while ago, so Brad knew his ass would be clean. Grinning, he parted Taylor's cheeks, and dove tongue-first for the boy's pucker.

"OH FUCK!" Taylor cried, as Brad began eating his asshole out.

"OOOhhhhmmmmmmmm..." Taylor moaned, his face contorting passionately as Brad licked up and down over his rose bud.

A minute later, Brad began to press with his tongue on the center of Taylor's flower.

"OOOOHHHhhhh!!!" Taylor groaned joyously, as Brad's tongue slid into him. He couldn't stop moaning, when a moment later, Brad began tongue-fucking him.

As Taylor writhed and groaned with pleasure for the next minute or so, Brad shoved his tongue firmly in and out of his rectum.

Finally, Taylor gasped, "For Christ's sake Brad! Stop already and get on!"

Grinning, Brad stopped instantly, and quickly crawled into place.

"OHHHhhhhhh Gooddddd!!!!!!" Taylor groaned a moment later, as Brad shoved his lubed cock up inside him.

"MMmmmmmmmm....!!" he moaned as Brad started fucking him.

After a minute, Brad shifted position a little, so he was higher up, pointing more downward.

"Oh God that feels soooo fucking good Brad!" Taylor cried, as the head of Brad's' dick began to rub back and forth over his prostate.

"Ohh yeahh...!!!" Brad moaned, savoring how great it felt to be sliding his rod in and out of Taylor, through his tight sphincter!

As Brad fucked him, Taylor became so aroused, he began humping his pelvis up and down on the sleeping bag too.

Suddenly, without warning, Brad groaned and collapsed over Taylor's back. He'd begun cumming.

"OHhhhh..." Taylor cried then, as a river of semen blew out his cock, landing on and soaking the sleeping bag beneath him.

Brad kept on fucking Taylor, grinding his cock against Taylor's prostate, until both their orgasms had ended, and only then did he fully collapse on top of Taylor, with his cock still shoved deep inside him.

"Oh fuck!" he gasped.

"That --- felt --- so --- great!" Taylor panted, smiling. "Nobody could be better than you Brad!"

Brad grinned and said, "Thanks Baby! Nobody's ass could be as hot as your's either!"

Brad hugged Taylor then, and Taylor had never felt happier in his life!

They laid together, still coupled, for a couple minutes, until Brad's penis had shrunk back to normal. When it did, it suddenly fell out of Taylors' hole when Taylor squeezed his muscle. Brad got up then and used a rag that was lying nearby to wipe his dick dry.

As Taylor went to get up, Brad reached down and wiped his ass for him as well. Taylor got up then and looked down at the mess he'd made on the sleeping bag. There were two huge wet spots and a few smaller ones.

"Damn!" Brad said, looking down at the sleeping bag as well. "You sure were full of spunk!"

Taylor grinned and used the rag Brad held out to him, to wipe the tip of his dick, and a spot on his stomach that had laid in his cum.

The two started putting on their clothes again then. Once they were dressed, they headed down the stairs.

"I might better get to the bathrooms," Taylor said, looking uncomfortably at Brad, as they emerged from the shed. "I think your stuff's leaking out of me."

Brad grinned, and the two set off back toward the campground.

"You seen my camera Eeth?" Simon asked, as he looked around the tent for his digital camera.

"Nope, sorry. Look in your back pack," he suggested.

Reluctantly, Simon picked up his back pack and started looking in the outer pockets.

"I know I didn't put it away," he said. "I just set it on the tent floor over here in the corn - Oh shit!"

He pulled his hand out of one of the pockets. In it he held his camera.

"Ethan," he said, miserably. "I didn't put it away!"

Ethan looked confused for a moment, then his eyes opened wide for a moment, before his face clouded with a look of guilt, and embarrassment.

"That'd explain that little lecture Greg gave us this morning!" he said, finally.

"Damnit!" Simon cried, in an anguished voice. "And I told him we wouldn't do things like that! Now, he knows I lied to him!"

Ethan looked at Simon sadly for a moment. Finally he said, "Well... we can't do anything about it. If they saw them, they saw them. Besides Si - we're too old for them to be telling us what to do about sex!"

Simon looked at Ethan. After a minute, he said, "That might be, but... Greg would say if that's the case, then we're also old enough to not have to lie about what we're doing either! We can't be adults one way, and not the other!"

"Shit Si!" Ethan said, smiling a slight, rueful smile. "You're sounding more like Greg all the time!"

Simon looked at him, then said, "Is that a bad thing?"

"No," Ethan said, seriously. "If anything, it's a good thing!"

Simon smiled a little then.

"C'mon... There's nothing we can do about this now. If they know, they know, and in the future, we won't lie about it to them," Ethan said.

"And we're only gonna be with each other anyway," Simon said.

"Yeah," Ethan agreed, smiling.

The two, along with Buddy stepped out of the tent then, into the sunlight.

"So where do you want to hike to?" Simon asked, as Buddy scampered off toward a tree, and when he got to it, promptly lifted his leg and urinated on the trunk of it.

"Let's head through the woods, there's supposed to be a trail to the top of that mountain over there, on the other side," Ethan said.

"OK," Simon said.

They set off then for the path into the woods.

As Simon and Ethan trudged off toward the woods, with Buddy, romping about a little ahead of them, Brad and Taylor, were progressing along the same path, toward them, on their way out of the woods.

Just as Simon and Ethan reached the opening of the trail into the woods, Taylor and Brad reached it as well, coming in the other direction. They stopped and and both grinned lewdly at Simon and Ethan, who looked curiously back at them. Buddy happily padded over to them and sniffed their crotches.

"Hey Buddy!" Brad said, smiling and patting Buddy on the head, as Buddy nudged his nose against his balls.

Simon furrowed his brown and looked at the younger boys. He didn't remember ever having seen them before. How could they know his dog's name?

"Shed's empty and we left it unlocked!" Taylor said, grinning almost gleefully at them.

"The loft's a little more comfortable, than the main floor though," Brad said, grinning wickedly.

Ethan's and Simon's eyes both grew larger as they stared with mounting trepidation, back and forth between the younger boys. Why were they talking about the shed? Had they seen them go in there the night before?

"The view's better from up there too," Taylor snickered, rubbing behind Buddy's left ear.

"Of course... you might find a damp spot or two on the sleeping bag!" Brad said. Then pointing a thumb toward Taylor he added, "He tends to be a gusher!"

They both snickered again, as Ethan and Simon, realized they hadn't been alone in the shed the night before, and began blushing profusely, as they stared incredulously and with mortification at the younger boys.

Still grinning lewdly at Simon and Ethan, Taylor winked and blatantly reached over and cupped Brad's package and gave it a squeeze. Brad quickly drew in his breath, and his lewd smile turned into a passionate one, as he groaned softly over Taylor's pleasureful grasp.

Scarlet-faced, Simon and Ethan both stared at them with their mouths still hanging open, astonished, and understandably, extremely embarrassed.

Finally, Taylor winked again and smiled in a friendly way at them. Brad smiled as well.

"See ya," Taylor said, still smiling.

"Have fun!" Brad said, smirking a little.

Then the two started off up the hill into the campground, both swinging their hips suggestively, knowing Simon and Ethan would be staring after them, open-mouthed, watching their asses as they walked away.

Buddy started to follow them, but stopped when he realized Simon and Ethan weren't going too. His tail dropped dejectedly, as he stared after the boys who had been so friendly and petted him so much the night before.

"They saw us in the shed last night!" Simon said, horrifically.

"No shit Sherlock!" Ethan said, both greatly embarrassed, and very annoyed. "They were obviously up in the loft!"

"How come Buddy didn't tell us?" Simon asked, still looking shocked.

"He wouldn't've told us if Osama bin Laden was in there, as long as he petted him up nice, like I expect they did! Remember Buddy was up in the loft with them!" Ethan snorted, sarcastically, cracking a slight, but rueful smile.

The corner of Simon's mouth turned up slightly as well, as he said, "Guess that's true. What do we do now though?"

His smile disappeared quickly though as he looked soberly at Ethan.

"Well..." Ethan said. "I doubt they're gonna rat us out. Sounds like they were out there for the same reason!"

The two looked silently at each other. As Ethan thought about the previous night, even though he was upset someone had spied on them, he couldn't stop his dick from starting to fill with blood, as he remembered how fantastic their sexual union had been!

Smiling at the memory, he looked at Simon and said, "So... what ya say we head back to the shed and check it out in the daylight?"

Simon grinned, as he suddenly felt his penis begin to harden again too. Quickly he reached down into his pants and underpants and pulled his penis up, so it wouldn't be uncomfortablly bent forward when it reached full hardness, then he hurried to catch up with Ethan and Buddy, who'd already headed into the woods.

"This is the spot!" I said, as we reached the top of the hill. "I recognize it from the pictures on Simon's camera."

"Yup," Tom said.

We both looked around. The only evidence that anyone had been there recently was a few spots in the knee-high grass that had been flattened, as if people had trod there... or maybe laid down.

As I looked at the indentations in the grass, I wondered if maybe Simon and Ethan had helped trample it, along with their new friends. As I recalled the pictures on Simon's camera, of the naked boys posing for the camera, and being photographed having sex with each other, I realized I felt my penis stiffening. I couldn't help smiling wryly as I admitted to myself, that the pictures on Simon's camera had indeed been 'hot'!

"What're you smiling about?" Tom asked.

I glanced over at him and saw that he had a prominent lump in the front of his shorts.

Grinning, I said, "Well, we're all alone, and I couldn't help but notice your condition!"

"Oh!" Tom said, grinning wildly. "I hoped you might! So... are you suggesting we have a quickie?"

My dick flexed at Tom's suggestion, and quickly began swelling faster. Before I could reply, I was nearly fully erect, and beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable, because my penis had been hanging down forward in front of my balls, and now it was bent at a right angle, pointing downward, instead of straight out, like it wanted to do.

I looked around a little nervously, because we were out in the open, and anyone might come along. My dick was throbbing with excitement though, and I knew I had to take care of it. I figured Tom was in the same predicament. Smiling, I said, "Well... why not? How 'bout we go over by those trees over there. That way if we hear anyone coming, we can duck into the woods!"

"Sounds good!" Tom said, reaching down and adjusting his genitals.

When Tom's hand moved aside again, I noticed he'd stretched out his penis, which was now fully hard. He had a huge log laying along the crease between his upper thigh and his lower body, pointing to his left.

Grinning, I reached down and adjusted myself in the same manner, as Tom grinned laciviously at me.

Quickly we made our way to the trees along the edge of the clearing. As soon as we got there, Tom quickly ripped his T-shirt off. As he unbuckled his belt, I pulled my T-shirt off too, then I started to take my shorts off as well. I was glad we'd worn shorts with wide leg openings. It made it quick and easy to step right out of them, without having to take our sneakers off. Within seconds, we'd both gone from being fully dressed, to being completely nude, except for our sneakers!

We grinned at each other as we stood in the sunlight, with our dicks pointing at each other, drinking in each other's nakedness, and enjoying the slight breeze as it ruffled our body hair.

"What'a'ya feel like doing?" I asked, waggling my eyebrows.

"How about I bend over that low tree branch and you step up behind me and slide it on in?" Tom asked, grinning. The sun glinted off the tip of his hardon, indicating he'd already produced a drop of pre-cum.

"Sounds good!" I said, grinning. My smile faded though a moment later when I recalled I hadn't brought any lube. "Um... you bring any lube?"

"Nope. Didn't you?" Tom asked.

Sadly, I shook my head.

"Well, I guess I'll have to lube you up, and we'll go completely 'natural'!" Tom said, grinning.

With that, he dropped into a squat, grabbed my dick, and directed it at his mouth. A moment later, I was moaning happily, as Tom sucked up and down the entire length of my shaft.

Tom stopped sucking on me for a minute, and let some of his saliva dribble from his mouth, down onto his fingers, getting them wet. Then, as he began sucking on me again, he reached between his legs with his wet hand, and began moistening, and loosening up his hole for me.

A minute later, Tom pulled off, and in a serious, and slightly breathless tone said, "I think we can do it now!"

Quickly he stepped over to an old oak tree with a low thick branch that stuck out of its trunk at just the right height for Tom to bend over and brace himself against, which he did, spreading his feet wide apart.

Grinning, I stepped up behind Tom. Rather than just pushing my cock between his cheeks and trying to shove it inside him, I squatted and parted his ass cheeks, then buried my face between them, and began licking his hole.

"Awwwww..." Tom groaned, as I worked on his love hole.

Tom must've finger-fucked himself good while he was sucking on me, because he felt loose. He also sounded like he was going to get off soon, so I didn't spend too long 'preparing' him.

When I stood up a few seconds later, Tom said, "Fuck that was nice, but I bet you're dry now!"

"I'll handle it," I said, grinning. Quickly I spit into my hand, and rubbed my own saliva up and down my throbbing cock.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Oh yeah!" Tom said, smiling.

"Here I come then!" I said.

I stepped up behind Tom then. He reached back and spread his ass cheeks for me, and held them open. Smiling, I pressed the wet head of my penis against his anus, and gently pushed forward. For an instant, I felt his muscle tighten involuntarily, as I pressed against it. Then, a second later, Tom consciously relaxed it, and as I pushed, his ring expanded, and my saliva-slick rod slid through his opening, and entered his hot rectal tunnel, and traveled up inside him.

"MMmm!!" Tom grunted, as I slowly embedded myself deep inside him.

I stopped for a moment and flexed my dick once I was all the way into Tom. He flexed as best he could in response. I held still then for a moment, as it felt great to be inside his warm, soft love tunnel.

After a few seconds though, I slowly began to withdraw. I pulled back, until I was almost ready to pop back out of Tom. Then, I immediately began plunging slowly back up into him, as he groaned softly with pleasure.

I slowly long-dicked Tom for several seconds, until I felt that his ass muscles had relaxed completely, and were no longer resisting my presence in any way. Then, I began to speed up my inward and outward strokes.

Tom began moaning and grunting softly as I started fucking him. Most often naturally, when I was pressing myself back into him, and he was experiencing greater pressure.

After a minute of slowly fucking Tom, I could tell he was starting to get into it. His hips were moving slightly, as if he was trying to fuck himself against me. As I looked around at the trees and bright blue sky and blazing sunlight, I began fucking Tom harder, and faster. His breathing changed to sharp breaths in and out, and his grunts and moans sounded more insistent.

I felt my orgasm building up soon afterward. Suddenly, Tom's right hand left the tree limb and he reached for his penis, grasped it, and began jerking off, as I fucked him.

I sped up slightly, and a few seconds later, Tom, who was breathing harder than ever, as his hand flew up and down his dick, leaned forward and placed his forehead on his hand, which was holding onto the tree branch.

"Ohhhhhh!!!! he groaned a little louder as I plowed back into him. Apparently his shift of position had made my dick rub his prostate a little more than it had been, and he was suddenly experiencing even greater pleasure!

I was nearly panting myself, as I slammed my hips back and forth, and my dick slid in and out of Tom's hole. Tom's hand was flying, and he was moaning or grunting almost constantly. The back of his ears and neck were turning red as well, either from his exertion, his arousal level, or both.

Suddenly, I reached my climax! Just as I was tensing up to shoot my first load of cum, Tom groaned and as he continued rapidly beating off, I felt his sphincter grip my cock tightly, while I was buried deep inside his intestines. As he clamped my cock, Tom blew a thick stream of semen all over the ground.

As his initial spasm ended and Tom relaxed, I yanked outward, and my orgasm began. Groaning, I blew a river of cum inside Tom's rectum, on my inward stroke.

When I pulled myself back out of Tom, I fairly flew, due to his insides being coated with my cum, which had made his tunnel much more slippery!

I continued slamming my hips back and forth, and Tom kept on jacking off, as the two of us shared one of our most powerful mutual orgasms ever! Our timing and rhythym was precise! Each time Tom climaxed and blew a load on the ground, I spasmed and filled his bowels!

Eventually, both our orgasms ended, and with a happy shove, I embedded myself deep inside Tom, and as he released his own penis, I stretched out forward, over his back, wrapping my hands around him, hugging him to me.

As I held Tom, both our bellies undulated as we heaved for breath, and our bodies spasmed involuntarily a couple more times. Tom's sweaty body felt hot in my arms. I'm sure I felt hot as I laid over him as well.

As we stood there, bent against the tree, me hugging Tom with my dick up his ass, both panting, but basking in the afterglow of our union, we failed to hear the small engine of the boat that pulled up to the dock, down the hill from us. A minute later though, we heard a couple sticks break on the path.

"What was that?" Tom asked, sounding slightly alarmed, and quickly straightening up, ripping his ass off my nearly completely shrunken dick.

We listened and heard it again.

"Someone's coming!" he whispered, looking at me with huge eyes.

We stared at each other with big eyes for a second, then suddenly both leaped for our clothes.

Quickly we threw on our underwear and shorts, not taking time to clean ourselves up. Just as we were both tugging our T-shirts down and straightening them out, an ugly, fat, older man dressed in Forest Ranger's garb appeared at the top of the trail.

When he saw us, he stopped and stared across the small grassy area, suspiciously at us.

"Hi," I said, tentatively, and waved at him. Tom smiled and nodded.

"Hello," he replied, gruffly, still looking suspiciously at us.

Uncertain of whether he saw us dressing or not, I felt my face flush red. I noticed Tom looked red too.

The man started to walk toward us. I motioned to Tom that we should leave. So we started to walk in the direction he was coming from, to get to the trail. As he neared us, I noticed he had a pistol holstered on his belt.

"Just on my rounds, checking things out!" he announced, as he got closer to us. The palm of his hand rested on the butt of his pistol, and his fingers drummed nervously against the hand grip.

We both just nodded, looking guiltily at him.

As we passed each other, he eyed us suspiciously.

Before we reached the trail down the hill, I glanced back and noticed he was standing right where we'd been, and that he was looking down at the ground, right where I'd noticed all Tom's jism, laying in streaks and droplets on a carpet of moss.

"Just what were you two doing over here anyway?" he called to us.

I cringed.

"Nothing special, just checking out the view!" Tom called.

I continued cringing, because, there was no view to check out from there - just woods! We kept moving quickly toward the path.

As I looked back, I noticed the guy reach for his crotch to adjust himself. He grinned lewdly at me, and I noticed that as his hand moved away, he had a definite bulge in his pants.

"Hurry up!" Tom whispered loudly to me, and he began walking faster.

Within a few seconds we'd reached the trail, and the ranger hadn't called to us anymore. When Tom reached the trail, he began to quickly trot down it, into the woods, toward the dock, and our canoe. Just before I followed him, I turned and looked back at the ranger again. He was down on one knee, reaching for the ground. I saw him wipe up some of Tom's jism, and raise his hand up toward his face. Quickly I turned and ran down the trail after Tom, before I saw what he did with Tom's cum. As I ran along, in my mind I could hear "Dueling Banjoes" playing, like in the scene from "Deliverance"!

"Beat feet now!" I said, as I caught up to Tom.

Alarmed by my tone, Tom took off nearly sprinting. In less than a minute we'd reached the canoe. Quickly we jumped in, and unteathered it, and took off for the shore.

As Ethan and Simon stepped into the shed, they looked up.

"Damn!" Ethan groaned.

Right above the spot he and Simon had laid in the night before, making love, on the tarp that had been brightly lit by the light from the full moon pouring in the window next to them, was the loft Taylor and Brad had mentioned.

Simon looked at Ethan sadly.

"Those fucking kids were only about 12 feet from us!" Ethan groused.

"I can't believe we didn't hear them!" Simon said.

"We were a little pre-occupied as you'll recall!" Ethan said.

"True," Simon said. He looked around and saw Buddy going up the stairs up to the loft. Looking at Ethan he said, "C'mon, let's go up and take a look too."

Simon followed Buddy then. Not really sure he wanted to find out how good a view the two boys would've had of his ass pumping up and down as he fucked Simon the night before, Ethan reluctantly followed.

"Ew!" Simon said, crinkling his nose as he looked down at the floor of the loft.

There was an old sleeping bag lying open on the floor. There were what looked like several old crusty streaks and spots of cum all over it. And, in the middle there were a couple of large globs of semen, that had obviously been recently deposited there. Around the edges of the globs the fabric looked rather damp. And, there were also several small spatters of wetness on the sleeping bag around them!

Buddy happily sniffed at the sleeping bag, and when his nose found the new globs of jism, he began licking them up.

"BUDDY NO!" Simon cried.

It was too late though to stop Buddy from slurping up Taylor's semen.

"Ew!!! That's disgusting Buddy!" Simon cringed.

"Typical dog!" Ethan snickered, but then he added, "It is disgusting though!"

"You don't think he can catch anything from eating their cum do you?" Simon asked Ethan, looking worried.

"Nah! Besides, they were just kids. They probably have never been with anyone but each other!" Ethan said.

"Still!" Simon said. "Buddy, come over here!"

He pointed to a spot away from the sleeping bag. Licking his lips yet, Buddy obediently padded over and plopped down.

"Good dog!" Simon said, reaching down and petting him on the head.

Buddy panted and looked up happily at Simon.

"Great!" Ethan moaned. "Look at the great view they had of us!"

Looking down, Simon saw what Ethan had seen. The two boys who'd spied on them would've had a perfect view of them!

"Damn! They must've watched us the entire time we were here!" Simon said.

"I expect!" Ethan said.

They looked at each other a moment, each thinking his own thoughts.

At first as he looked down at the main floor of the shed again, Simon felt violated, and like their lovemaking the previous night had been spoiled. As he looked back at the semen-spotted sleeping bag though, and thought about the two younger boys laying on the sleeping bag, probably naked themselves, looking over the edge of the loft floor down at them as they made love, he imagined their sexual arousal. They'd probably been so excited that they'd done it again, after they'd left! This thought brought a slight smile to Simon's lips. He wondered just how many times the boys had used the loft! As he thought about it, he realized that if it had been him and Ethan, they'd have come there a lot! As he thought about this, he felt his penis stirring.

Smiling, he looked at Ethan again. Ethan looked at him curiously.

"Wonder if the other side's messy too?" Simon asked, grinning and pointing to the sleeping bag, with one hand, and grabbing and squeezing his genitals with the other.

Ethan grinned and leaned. He folded it in half so the outside was facing up.

"Looks clean!" Ethan said, waggling his eyebrows. He knew what Simon had in mind. He flipped the bag over completely, and other than being dusty, it looked stain-free.

"Got the KY?" Simon asked, grinning.

"Always!" Ethan said. "But hang on."

Quickly Ethan ran back down to the main floor and slid the lock on the door shut, so nobody would surprise them. Then he trotted back up into the loft.

Grinning, They both began to strip.

"Fuck! That was close!" Tom gasped, as he finally stopped paddling after a while. They were half way from the island, back to shore already.

"Yeah!" I said. "I still have visions of 'Deliverance' running through my head! You noticed he had a gun I take it?"

Tom chuckled and said, "Yeah, and he was sure interested in the mess I made on the ground!"

"Did you notice him wipe some up with his finger?" I asked.

"NO!" Tom said, feeling oddly violated.

"You must've gone over the edge and down the trail by then. That's when I ran to catch up to you!" I said.

"What'a'ya think he did with it?" Tom asked.

"Shame if he wasted it," I said, grinning. "You got tasty jizz! Hope he enjoyed it!"

Tom cringed at the thought of the ugly old troll eating his cum, but finally, realizing it didn't really matter, laughed and said, "Damn you're a pervert!"

I laughed then too, as we started paddling again. As we paddled along, I noticed Tom was squirming about on his seat.

"What's the matter?" I asked. "You got ants in your pants?"

"More like your jizz!" he said, looking around at me with a disgusted look on his face. "I never got to let it drain back out before we got dressed and ran. Now I'm feeling a little wetness in my shorts!"

"Oh," I said, cringing a little. "Sorry about that."

"Not your fault we got interrupted," Tom said. "But I bet I have a mess in my shorts by the time we get back!"

"Well... they'll wash up OK," I said, trying to make him feel better.

We paddled on for a couple more minutes, then, as I stopped for a minute, and looked around, I realized we were paddling in the wrong direction.

"Um... Hey! I just realized - we're heading to the wrong side of the lake!" I said.

"I know," Tom said.

"Well how come you didn't tell me we were paddling toward the wrong shore?" I asked.

"Don't want him to know which camp we're staying at!" Tom said. "Never know - he could come looking for us. He seemed to like the look of your package!"

"You asshole!" I said, chuckling.

"Seriously, lets put in at the camp over on this side, then after a while we can head back across," Tom said.

"OK," I said, seeing the wisdom in what Tom said.

We paddled on then to the opposite shore's campground and beached our canoe there. Nobody seemed to notice we weren't from that campground. Tom was happy that nobody took notice of us, as he indeed had a wet spot in the back of his shorts, where some of my semen had leaked back out of his over-stretched asshole, while he was paddling! We found a spot away from things, where we could sit on the ground, and watch the boats that were coming and going from the camp. I went and got us a couple sodas, and we hung out there a while. After about an hour, we got back in our canoe, and set off for our own campground. Thankfully, We didn't see the ranger anywhere along the way back. A little nervously, I hoped he didn't come to our campground later, to search for us!

About the same time we were taking off in the canoe from the other campground, Simon and Ethan were still up in the loft of the shed. Ethan was plowing his big, greased dick in and out of Simon's asshole, as Simon lay with the right side of his face pressed down onto the clean side of the sleeping bag, with his legs spread apart, and his ass pushed up in the air.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Simon groaned suddenly, as Ethan slammed his dick deep into him. He tensed up and his asshole squeezed Ethan's dick, as he blew a stream of cum onto the sleeping bag.

"Awwwwww!!!" Ethan groaned a moment later as well, as he paused for a second as his orgasm began too, and he flooded Simon's insides.

Ethan continued fucking Simon then, and the two boys each spasmed a few more times, until Simon had added several of his own streaks and splatters Taylor and Brad's sleeping bag, and Ethan had filled his rectum as well.

After they finished cumming, Ethan got off Simon right away, surprising Simon.

As Ethan looked around for a rag to clean himself off with, Simon looked up at him and said, "how come you pulled out so soon?"

"Don't want to get caught if those nosey perve kids come looking for us!" he replied, smiling wryly.

"Oh!" Simon said. "Good idea!"

He too got up then, and reached for the rag Ethan had just wiped his dick off with.

"Might wanta find a clean one"! Ethan said.

"It's OK, I don't mind your cum," Simon said, picking it up.

"That's just it, I don't think it's just mine on that rag!" Ethan said.

"EWWW!!!" Simon cried, dropping the rag like it contained Bubonic plague germs, just before he was about to wipe his ass with it.

Ethan chuckled and said, "Felt wet to me when I picked it up!"

"And you still used it?" Simon asked incredulously.

"I found a dry spot on it yet," Ethan said.

"Oh," Simon said.

"Here, try this one," Ethan said, picking up what looked like a clean rag and handing it to Simon.

"Thanks," Simon said. He reached behind himself and rubbed it through his ass crack, wiping himself good.

As Ethan started dressing, Simon reached for his shorts and opened a pocket and took something in a pink wrapper out.

"What the Hell is that?" Ethan asked.

Simon blushed brightly.

"Well... you always fill me up with so much jizz, I don't want to leak it all out before I get to a bathroom, and mess my shorts! So... well... I noticed they had this tampon machine outside the ladies room down at the campground, and well... I remembered a commercial from TV and a couple ads I saw in one of Rob's Playgirl magazines. They're supposed to slide up in a girl'd cunt and soak up wetness and all, so... I wondered it if might work that way for me, if I stuck it up my ass - so I got one to bring along and try, in case we did anything along the way on our hike! That way I might not mess my pants up!" Simon said.

He looked nervously at Ethan waiting to see his response. Ethan just stared at him for a minute incredulously.

"Are you telling me you're gonna shove a tampon up your ass?" Ethan asked, finally, still looking incredulously at Simon.

Turning deeper red, Simon looked at him and said, "Does it sound like a stupid idea?"

Ethan's lips turned up, as a grin spread over his face. Suddenly he exploded with laughter, as poor Simon, feeling mortified, turned nearly maroon.

"I'm sorry man," Ethan said, still chuckling, when he finally got control of himself. "It's just - it sounds so rediculous!"

Simon felt stung by Ethan's comment. As he looked at Simon, Ethan realized he'd hurt his feelings.

"Listen, I'm sorry," Ethan said, apologetically. "Who am I to say it isn't a good idea? It might turn out to be a great idea. Go ahead and try it!"

"Really?" Simon asked, uncertainly.

"Sure!" Ethan, said, smiling benevolently at him.

Simon looked at him a minute yet, then, looked at the tampon. It had directions on the wrapper, which he quickly looked at. Finally, he ripped the plastic packaging open and produced a slitted round-ended pink plastic tube with another tube shoved inside the end of it, and hanging out of the opposite end of the inner tube, was a string. Simon reached under himself and pointed the slitted, rounded plastic tip of the tampon applicator at his anus and shoved the tube up inside his rectum , then holding the string between his finger and thumb, pushed the bottom of the inner plastic tube up inside the outer one. As he did, he felt a tug on the string as the tampon started moving. Then he felt the tampon being deposited inside him.

"Well!" he said, as he pulled the plastic applicator tubes out of his ass. "I guess it's in!"

"Bend over and let me see," Ethan said.

Simon bent over, and Ethan looked at his asshole. Only the string was hanging out of it.

"Guess it is. How's it feel?" Ethan asked.

"Fine!" Simon said, straightening back up. "The string hanging out between my cheeks feels a little funny, but everything else feels OK."

"Ok then," Ethan said. "So... you wanta hike then, or do you think you should head back to camp and use the bathroom?"

"Let's hike!" Simon said, smiling. "That was the point in getting the tampon. So I didn't have to find a bathroom! Let's see if it works. It feels like it's going to! Worst case, I'll just step off the trail into the woods and pull it out!"

"OK then, let's go!" Ethan said.

Grinning, Simon started dressing. A couple minutes later, he and Ethan, and Buddy headed down the stairs.

As they left the shed, Ethan noticed an open padlock on the shed door.

"Leave it unlocked!" Simon hissed, as Ethan went to lock it. "Maybe they want to come back later!"

"Let's teach them a lesson and lock it on them!" Ethan said, smiling smugly.

"NO!" Simon cried, his eyes big. "Don't! I was thinking about it and maybe you should too! Think how it'd be if WE were the ones up in the loft, and THEY walked in and used the tarp downstairs, like we did. You know damned well, we'd be spying on them too!"

Ethan thought a moment, then shrugged and set the lock back down.

As they headed off then on their hike, he said, "By the way... just when was it you were thinking about them anyway???"

"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Simon muttered, ignoring him, as he wandered off down the trail.

The boys spent the next half hour walking along a trail through the woods, that rose increasingly higher and higher, as they went, until suddenly they stepped into a little clearing that was about 3/4 of the way up to the peak of the small mountain, next to the campground.

"Whoa!" Ethan said, as they looked down on the lake.

"Isn't it a GREAT view?" Simon asked.

"I'll say!" Ethan said. "Got your camera?"

"Yeah," Simon said, sounding suddenly glum as he recalled that Tom and I had seen the pictures of them with Lukey, Jon, Kenny, and Han on it.

"I told you, forget it! If they saw the pictures, it's not like they've never seen us naked, or even having sex before! And if they were upset, they'd have said more this morning!" Ethan said. "Now get that camera out and let's snap some pictures!"

Smiling again, Simon pulled out the camera, and the two of them spent a few minutes taking some pictures of the view, each other, and a few of both of them, by using the timer.

When they'd finished, they sat down a few minutes to enjoy the view and drink a couple bottles of water they'd brought along with them.

"So..." Ethan said, after he glugged a big gulp of water down his throat. "You never said when it was you were thinking about those pervy kids who were watching us last night!"

"Eeeth!" Simon squawked. "Can't you let it lie?"

Ethan looked at Simon, and half smiling, half seriously said, "No, I wanta know. When were you thinking about them? And - WHAT were you thinking about them?"

Simon looked at Ethan, annoyed.

"C'mon!" he said. "Inquiring minds wanta know!"

"FINE!" Simon snapped. "It was while you were fucking me! I suddenly realized I was probably in the same position Taylor was in when Brad gave it to him, and he creamed that sleeping bag! There - are you happy?"

Ethan smiled slightly, neither happy, nor perturbed.

"So - did you feel hotter thinking about the kid getting off just like you were?" Ethan asked, smiling.

Simon looked at him incredulously.

"Are you getting off over the fact that I might've gotten a little excited by the thought?" he asked, looking pointedly at Ethan.

Ethan chuckled and grinned.

"Actually," he said. "I was just having a good time funnin' with you!... but.... now that you bring it up - I do have a semi going over it!"

"You asshole!" Simon said, smiling. He couldn't help reaching for his crotch though and adjusting it a little. He too had a semi-erection forming.

"Feel like -" Ethan started to say.

He was cut off then though when a child's voice came shrilly from the back of the clearing yelling "LOOK AT THIS!"

The boys' heads whirled around, just as a large group of people emerged from the trail, into the clearing.

"Not really," Simon sighed. Then he smiled and quietly added, "I'm really not into the 'exhibitionist' thing!"

Ethan grinned and said, "No, I guess not. I get the idea you're more into voyeurism!"

"Asshole!" Simon muttered. Then he added, "like you're not too!"

Ethan grinned and said, "I expect you're right about that!"

Simon smiled then too.

"C'mon, let's head back to camp. Tom and Greg should be back by now I bet!" Ethan said.

"'K," Simon smiled.

The two got up then and headed for the trail back down the mountain. They nodded or said "Hello" in return, as they passed the group of people, with the excited children, who were walking toward them to look over the edge of the look-out. A couple of minutes later, they were headed back down the mountain.

A little while later, as they Ethan and Simon were nearing the campground again, they ran into Taylor and Brad, who were walking along the path, back into the woods, on their way to the shed again. Simon and Ethan blushed, but the younge boys, both of whom had bulging crotches, smiled and snickered coquetishly.

"Man! You guys were down there a long time!" Taylor said, grinning, but looking a little awed.

"We were on a hike up the mountain!" Ethan replied, almost sullenly.

"But - you were at the shed too right?" Taylor asked.

Ethan blushed deeper, and Brad chuckled.

"Course they were," he said, grinning at Taylor. Then looking back at Ethan and Simon he asked, "Did you leave it unlocked?"

Blushing a bit deeper, Ethan nodded resignedly.

"Thanks!" Brad said, grinning broadly, his eyes twinkling, and his penis flexing in his pants.

"C'mon Tay," he said, still grinning, and he headed off toward the shed.

Taylor hesitated a moment, then turning a little pink-faced, he looked at Simon and Ethan and said, "Um... I just wanted to say thanks for what you did."

"What'd we do?" Ethan asked, looking perplexed.

"Um... well... I know it was rude of us to watch you guys last night, but... you surprised us when you came in, and we didn't know what else to do. Besides, watching you, we learned a lot. You guys showed us how to do it even better than we had been! And... we both realized it was OK for us to admit we love each other too, like you guys do! So thanks! Thanks a lot - really!" Taylor said, softly, blushing a little.

Simon grinned broadly and said, "I was a little pissed off at you guys for spying on us last night, but... after what you just said, I don't really mind I guess."

"Thanks," Taylor said, smiling a relieved smile. "A-are you guys gonna be around here for a while?"

"We're leaving tomorrow," Ethan said.

"Oh," Taylor said, looking a little sad. "I thought maybe we could get together."

"You mean...????" Simon asked, peering carefully at him.

"NO!" Taylor cried, realizing what he'd said had sounded like he wanted to have an orgy. "I just meant maybe we could hang out!" Then grinning and chuckling a little, he coyly added, "Although...."

Ethan couldn't help smiling at the boy. As he looked at him, he noticed the lump in the boy's crotch bulge outward slightly, then recede again.

Still smiling, smiled he said, "Well, we're not gonna be around. Besides, I think you guys are a little young for us!"

"TAYLOR!" Brad called from down the path.

"I'M COMING! JUST A SEC!" Taylor called back.

He turned back to Simon and Ethan and said, "I just thought it would be cool talking with you guys!"

"So your name's Taylor?" Simon asked.

"Yeah, and he's Brad," Taylor said, pointing down the trail at his dark-haired friend.

"I'm Simon, and he's Ethan," Simon said, hooking his thumb in Ethan's direction.

Taylor smiled.

"I guess I gotta go," he said, his smile fading.

"You use the internet?" Simon asked suddenly.

Ethan looked at Simon surprised.

"Yeah!" Taylor cried, his smile returning. "Do you too?"

"Of course!" Simon said.

"Cool!" Taylor said. "Will you e-mail me, if I e-mail you?"

"Sure!" Simon said, smiling, as Ethan looked at him even more surprised.

"What's your e-mail address?" Taylor asked. "Hope it's easy to remember. I don't have anything to write with."

"It's Sibann1118@yahoo.com, S-I-B-A-N-N-1-1-1-8 at yahoo.com" Simon said. "It's easy enough to remember, cause the 'Si' is short for 'Simon', and 'bann' is the first few letters of my last name, and I was born on 1118! So you just need to remember my name and birthdate and put it together right."

"OK," Taylor said, smiling. "I think I can remember that. Mine's an easy one too - I just got it!"

The boy blushed slightly then and said, "It's 'bradsboitay@yahoo.com' - that's b - r - a - d - s - b - o - i - t - a - y - all in one word."

Simon grinned and said, "that's cool, and it's easy to remember."

"Great!" Taylor said, grinning. He winced a little them and reached down and adjusted the obvious lump in his crotch. He blushed again when he saw Simon and Ethan looking down at him as he handled himself.

"Um... sorry," he said, smiling shyly. "I guess I better go now!"

Simon and Ethan grinned at him. Then, staring obviously at Taylor's crotch, Simon chuckled and said, "We can see why! Go have fun! And I'll e-mail me when you get home!"

"OK Thanks! I will!" Taylor said, grinning. "But if you don't hear from me - please e-mail me - in case I forget your addrees! OK?"

"Sure!" Simon said, smiling at the boy.

"OK! Bye!" Taylor said, beaming.

"Bye," Ethan and Simon said together.

Taylor ran off down the path then, his dirty-blonde hair flouncing up and down as he trotted toward Brad, who was waiting for him. both Simon and Ethan noticed as they looked after him, that Brad was reaching down and adjusting his crotch as well.

"Their turn to deal with our wet spots now!" Simon said, grinning, as they turned and started walking in the opposite direction again.

Ethan chuckled, then said, "So, you're really gonna e-mail him?"

"Sure, why not? He seemed really disappointed when we weren't going to be here to hang out with them anymore, and he seems really nice!" Simon said.

"I guess," Ethan said, smiling.

The two walked along silently for a minute, then Simon looked at Ethan and grinned devilishly.

"We could always double back and spy on them while THEY do it!" he said, his eyes opening wide, then dropping back to normal.

Ethan chuckled, as he opened his water bottle to get a drink, and said, "I suppose. But if we did, I'd get all boned up again, and I don't feel like having to go inside and do it in front of them again! Besides, I'm starved. Let's head back to camp!"

"OK," Simon said, looking wistfully back toward the shed.

A moment later, just as Ethan took a drink of water, Simon turned back and said, "I gotta get to the bathroom and get that tampon outta my ass anyway!"

Ethan's impulse was to roar with laughter at Simon for matter-of-factly talking about pulling the tampon out of his ass. Unfortunately for him, he was in mid swallow of a large mouthful of water. As a result, instead of laughing, he exploded, spraying water out his mouth and nose, and nearly choked on some he inhaled.

Simon couldn't help smiling at him as he stood coughing, with water dripping from his mouth and nose.

"Sorry," he said, getting a little concerned about how much Ethan was coughing.

There wasn't anything Simon could do, but stand-by and wait for Ethan to get control of his respiratory system again. For a minute or so, Ethan coughed on and off, forcing the mist of water from his lungs. Finally, he stopped.

"Jeeze!" Simon said. "I'm really sorry man. Are you OK?"

"Yeah!" Ethan said. "But dammit that tampon of your's is gonna kill one of us!"

Simon smiled lamely at him, as he tried to smile back.

"C'mon," Ethan said finally. "Let's go get that thing out of your butt!"

"Oh!" Simon said. "So you wanta help?"

Ethan smiled and said, "Sure! I wanta be the one to pull that little string!"

"OK," Simon grinned as his dick surged and began stiffening. He turned then and looked down the path at Buddy, who was looking after Taylor and Brad and said, "C'mon Bud!"

Buddy, leaped around and followed Simon and Ethan as they started off again, on the rest of the way back to the camp.

When Tom and I got back to the tent, Simon and Ethan were still gone.

"Thank God!" Tom exclaimed, quickly ripping off his soiled shorts and underwear.

I smiled, as he wadded them up and put them in a plastic bag and tied it off. Then he used some tissue and cleaned his ass better.

"Oh fuck!" he said. "I don't have anything clean to wear but long jeans now!"

"You could cut them off into shorts," I suggested.

"No," he said, dejectedly. "They're my nice comfortable ones. I don't want to."

"Whatever," I said, looking at him and shrugged as he pulled them on over a clean pair of underpants he'd pulled on first.

When the boys reached the campground, they went immediately to the men's bathroom. There was a man with two little boys in there when they arrived. Simon and Ethan stepped up to the urinals and peed, while they waited until they left. Once the room was empty, they hastily darted into the far end stall together, telling Buddy to lie down outside it and wait. Obediently, Buddy did just that.

In the stall, Simon was standing facing the toilet, and Ethan was standing up against his back. Almost instantly, they heard voices.

"Fuck!" Ethan hissed in Simon's ear. "Someone's coming! Quick kneel on the toilet, so they only see one set of feet in here!"

Quickly Simon climbed on the toilet seat on his shins. Having all his weight on his shins on the hard toilet seat hurt, so he leaned forward and put his hands down on the back of the toilet, to take some weight off his legs. This left him perched on the toilet on his hands and knees right in front of Ethan.

As Ethan looked down, Simon's butt was right there! He couldn't help reaching forward and rubbing his hands over Simon's still cargo-short-clad cheeks. When he did, Simon snapped his head around, and he glared at Ethan, causing Ethan, to grin wickedly. He didn't remove his hands from Simon's ass though. In fact, he rubbed them all over, spending extra time running them up and down the middle seam in the groove between Simon's buttocks. Of course, thinking about the sensations he was giving Simon caused his penis to begin stiffening. And as much as Simon was annoyed at Ethan for rubbing his ass just then, he too enjoyed the feeling of Ethan's hands on him, and his dick began to engorge as well.

Outside the stall two men looked curiously at Buddy, who was lying outside the stall, but then stepped up to the urinals and talked noisily about how many fish they'd caught, as they peed. Both boys could hear the sound of their piss hitting the porcelain as they urinated, and each thought to himself that they must have big dicks with large piss slits and strong prostates to create so much sound. When the men finished, they flushed, and went around to the other side of the wall to wash their hands.

As soon as it sounded as if they'd left the men's room altogether, Simon hissed "What the hell are you doing? Trying to make me blow our cover?"

Ethan grinned and leaned forward and rubbed his hardon back and forth over Simon's butt.

"Well, I'm trying to make you blow something, but not our cover!" he said, snickering softly.

"Oh Jesus!" Simon said. He smiled though. "Well, if you wanta make that happen, help me get my pants down and then get that tampon out of me first! Then if you want, grease up and go for it!"

Ethan grinned, and his cock bulged, at Simon's suggestion. Quickly he reached around under Simon and began opening his buckle. A few seconds later, he had Simon's shorts open, and was pulling them down over his butt and hips, as Simon remained on his hands and knees on the toilet, in case anyone else came into the bathroom.

"Oh baby!" Ethan crooned softly, as Simon's creamy white glutes came into view, and between them his nearly hairless, slightly darker-skinned valley, with its dark pink puckered anal opening. Ethan smiled when he saw the tampon's white string hanging out of Simon's tightly closed anus.

"What'a'ya want me to do? Just pull on the string?" Ethan asked softly.

"I guess," Simon said. "Go slow though. I don't know how big it might've gotten!"

Grinning, Ethan picked up the end of the string and began pulling slowly on it.

"OHHHhh!" Simon gasped, as Ethan pulled and nothing seemed to happen.

"You OK?" Ethan asked, stopping, but still holding the string.

"Yeah. It feel's like it's really big though!" Simon whispered. "I guess I gotta push, while you pull."

"OK," Ethan said. He began pulling again.

This time, Simon pushed like he was shitting. Slowly then, he felt the tampon trying to move through his hole, like a stubborn piece of big, old, dry, shit.

Ethan saw part of the tampon emerging from Simon's anus, as he pulled on the string, and Simon's sphincter began to open. He pulled harder.

"Push man!" he said to Simon.

Simon strained and pushed, and suddenly, Ethan's hand flew backward, as the tampon dislodged itself from Simon's hole and popped out like a champagne cork.

"Ew!" Ethan said, as the heavy, moist, brown streaked wad of engorged fibers hit him in the hand. "Nasty!"

"Damn!" Simon flinched and gasped. "That didn't feel so nice!"

"I wouldn't think so," Ethan said, wrapping the tampon in a wad of toilet paper. "Let me rub some lube into you. You'll feel better!"

"Oh yeah, right, I see what you're trying to do! You just can't wait to get that log of your's into me!" Simon said, smiling.

Ethan snickered and said, "That's true. But seriously, if you're hurting because of that thing, We don't have to fuck! Let your hole rest man! The lube might make it feel better though."

Realizing he wasn't going to get any action, Ethan's penis began to deflate.

"NO!" Simon cried, as he too realized Ethan was planning on skipping having sex. "I want you to spread all that lube all through me with your dick!"

"Really?" Ethan asked, surprised. His dick began stiffening again.

"Yeah!" Simon said. "Just grease me and your fingers up and work me with your fingers a little first, and I should be OK!"

"Alright!" Ethan said. "We can try!"

Smiling, Ethan produced the tube of lube, and squirted the last bit of lube from it into his hand.

"Hope we have more of this back at the tent," he said.

"I think we do," Simon said.

"Cool!" Ethan said, as he rubbed the majority of the lubricant onto his penis. He gave himself a thrill as he gripped himself and ran his hand up and down his rod once to thoroughly coat himself.

Ethan rubbed the excess lube on Simon's ass then, right over his rosebud. Then, he rolled his fingers around in it, to oil them. Finally, he began gently rubbing his fingertip over Simon's hole.

"Mmmmmm..." Simon moaned softly, and smiled.

Ethan smiled then too, as he continued rubbing Simon's slightly puffy-feeling pucker.

After a minute or so, Ethan gently pressed on Simon's anus with his index finger. He was surprised at how easily he slid inside Simon. As Simon smiled and moaned softly again, Ethan began sliding his finger in and out of his rectum.

Slowly and gently, Ethan finger-fucked Simon for a minute, before Simon softly said, "Give me a second finger."

Ethan's dick flexed, and he smiled, as he slid his middle finger through Simon's tight ring, and began pushing his hand back and forth, so that both fingers were sliding in and out of him.

"Mmmmmm..." Simon moaned intermittently.

After another minute, Simon said, "OK, Stop and put it in me now!"

Grinning, Ethan withdrew his fingers from Simon's ass, and shifted position slightly, so that his penis was pointing directly at Simon's asshole! Then, he pushed slowly forward.

As Ethan's penis pressed against his opening, Simon pushed with his rectal muscles. His sphincter relaxed and spread open, and Ethan's manhood slid inside him.

"Mmmmmm...." Ethan moaned, nearly inaudibly, as his rod, pushed through Simon's hot, greasy tunnel of love.

Simon breathed out steadily and slowly, as he felt himself becoming impaled on Ethan's stiff flesh.

When Ethan was fully pushed all the way up inside Simon's rectum, he paused, and waited for Simon's body to get used to being filled.

After a half minute or so, Ethan slowly began pulling back out of Simon. He withdrew until only the glans of his penis was still inside Simon. Then he reversed his direction and pushed himself back inside him, causing as slight gasp from Simon, when he became fully lodged inside him again.

Slowly, and gently, Ethan began sliding in and out of Simon then, fucking him with the full length of his tool!

Both boys were cognizant of the fact they had to be quiet in case anyone came in. This caused them to hold in any exclamations they might have made, and Ethan moved slower than usual. Both these things seemed to heighten the pleasure they were felling.

Simon desperately wanted to reach for his penis and start stroking it, but he couldn't. He needed both hands to maintain his precarious perch on the toilet. Never-the-less, his pleasure built.

Shortly both boys felt their orgasms rapidly approaching. Ethan sped up a little, as Simon braced himself better.

As Ethan began slamming his hips back and forth, he prayed no one would walk in before he finished, so that he wouldn't have to stop fucking Simon. He knew though if they did come in, he'd have to stop, because they would be heard, or his legs might be noticed leaning swiftly back and forth, as his feet remained firmly planted on the floor.

Soon, Simon's whole body began to tremble, as the head of Ethan's penis rubbed swiftly back and forth against his prostate. And shortly after that, Simon reached his peak. He held out as long as he could, but then with a sudden gasp, he tensed, and blew a stream of jism into the toilet bowl, which sent waves of joyous pleasure rippling through his frame.

Feeling Simon's muscle clamp around the base of his cock for a moment, Ethan realized Simon had started cumming. Realizing this, stimulated his arousal enough to bring him to his climax as well, and he too gasped, tensed up, and then released a flood of warm, gelatinous fluid deep in Simon's bowels.

As silently as possible, both boys continued spasming with joy, as Ethan moved his hips back and forth, sliding his sex toy in and out of Simon's ass.

Eventually, both their orgasms waned, and Ethan slowed his motions down. After several seconds, he trembled and oozed a bit more semen, then pushed himself fully into Simon and stopped. Simon closed his eyes and smiled happily to himself. A moment later, he too shuddered slightly, as a final spasm washed through him, and caused a bit more semen to ooze from his prick, and drip down into the toilet bowl.

Both boys breathed deeply through their open mouths then, as they remained in their positions. Ethan's knees felt weak, but he locked them into place, and he leaned forward against Simon's ass.

After a minute, Simon looked back and whispered, "Ordinarily I'd want you to stay in me, but my shins are killing me!"

Ethan smiled, and leaned back, pulling his penis, which was rapidly deflating, out of Simon's hole. Quickly he used some toilet paper to clean himself off. Then he pulled his shorts up.

As he was about to step out of the stall, he saw some of his semen dribbling out Simon's still partially open hole. Quickly he wadded up some toilet paper and wiped him clean.

"Thanks," Simon whispered.

"No problem," Ethan said, softly. "I'll be out at the sinks."

He quickly opened the stall door, and slipped out.

"Coast is clear," he whispered to Simon, who gratefully climbed off the toilet and quickly closed and locked the stall. He sat down then, and relaxed, waiting for Ethan's cum to dribble out of him.

A few minutes later, Simon was finished and dressed, and he'd joined Ethan. They'd both washed their hands.

"Now what?" Simon asked.

"I think we'd better see if Tom and Greg are back," Ethan said. "Besides, I'm hungry!"

"Me too!" Simon agreed. Then, hesitantly, he asked "think they're gonna talk to us anymore about last night?"

"Dunno," Ethan said. "Only one way to find out though!"

The two left the men's room then, and not so enthusiastically headed back to our campsite.

"Hey!" I said, looking up from a magazine I was reading, when Buddy arrived back at the tent, and nosed me. "How you doing boy?"

Buddy flopped down and panted happily, as I scratched him behind the ears.

The boys walked up a minute later. I noticed that they both, although more particularly Simon, looked a little guilty when they saw us.

Tom and I exchanged looks.

"Everything alright?" Tom asked.

"Yeah," Ethan said.

Simon just looked at him and nodded.

"Why the long faces then?" he asked.

"I'm OK," Ethan said, looking more embarrassed than guilty.

Simon looked at me though, as if trying to read my expression. It was as if he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. I decided maybe I needed to have a private talk with him and clear the air, so we could get on with things.

"I know you just got back from a walk, but I'm going for a short one, wanta come with me Simon?" I asked, looking at Simon.

Simon's head snapped up, and his eyes looked big. He obviously hadn't anticipated that I might take him aside to talk alone with him. He looked more nervous than he had a moment earlier.

As I got up, Buddy, who'd heard me say the word "Walk" leaped right up too.

"C'mon," I said, smiling at Simon. "Let's go have a moment once!"

As Simon reluctantly got back up, realizing it wasn't a request to join me and Buddy. I couldn't help myself. In an almost nasty way, which I instantly regretted, I added, "Don't forget your camera! Never know what you might find to take a picture of!"

Ethan's head whirled toward me. He turned red and wore a "stung" expression, when I looked at him. His face quickly took on what I thought was a slightly belligerent look then, as he looked away from me. He avoided looking at Tom.

Simon, who'd been expecting a lecture about what he and Ethan had done, just hung his head and turned to follow me. I noticed his ears looked scarlet. It could've been sunburn I supposed, but I knew better.

Tom sighed, and gave me an exasperated, "I told you not to do this" type look.

I looked pointedly at him, then motioned with my eyes toward Ethan, before turning and walking off toward the woods. Buddy bounded off in advance of me, leaping happily about, unaware of Simon's "doomed" feeling, and Simon grudgingly trudged after me.

We walked along in silence for a while, all the way to the path into the woods, and then along the path for a while.

Finally, I saw a couple of rocks next to each other and stopped and sat down on one. Guiltily, Simon looked at me as he sat on the other one.

I looked at him for a moment, not sure what I wanted to say first.

Just as I was about to say something, Simon suddenly blurted, "I know you saw the pictures!"

I sighed and looked a him, again, not sure what to say right off.

"I'm sorry!" he said.

"For what?" I asked, speaking finally.

"For not doing what you said," he said

"And what would that be?" I asked.

"Oh come on!" Simon whined. "You saw the pictures, you know what we did!"

Unable to look at me, he looked down at the ground then. I looked off into the woods, and watched Buddy chasing a butterfly for a moment.

Finally, I said, "You know, it's not that I don't want you to have fun Simon. I'm just concerned that you do it safely."

"We did!" he burst out, finally looking up at me.

Briefly he told me then about the conversation he and Ethan had with Lukey, Kenny, Jon and Han, before the had sex, when they discussed being healthy and clean.

"Well," I said. "It's better than not even discussing it. But you really shouldn't just trust strangers! What if they all had HIV? I mean it'd be fine for them to have sex with one another - they couldn't get HIV then, because they already had it! What if they didn't care about passing it on to others though? You two are damned good looking guys! You have to be careful! There are people out there who you're gonna meet, who'll not give a crap about anything but their own desires! They won't think twice about lying to you, just to get you to drop your pants!"

"They wouldn't do that!" Simon said, emphatically. "I trust them! I know they were OK!"

"They may very well be Simon. And yes, you will meet some people who will be trustworthy, and it wouldn't hurt you to have sex with them. The point is though, that not everyone is trustworthy, and those who aren't, sometimes come across like they are! I just don't want you to get hurt!" I said.

"I know. I'm sorry." Simon mumbled, looking down.

"I love you Simon! I'm just concerned for your welfare!" I said. Then I leaned forward, wrapped my arms around him, and hugged him. Gratefully, he hugged me back.

"Tom says I need to let you make your own decisions about sex," I said. "I expect he's right. I'm going to have to let go and trust you to make the right decisions! Just please remember Simon - I love you and want you to be in my life for many many many years to come! So don't do anything stupid!"

"I won't!" Simon croaked, sounding a little emotional.

I squeezed him a little harder, then let go and sat back up.

"You and Tom don't have to worry anymore anyway," Simon said. "Me and Ethan talked about it, and we've agreed we're not going to have sex with anyone but each other anymore."

"Really?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah," Simon said, looking hopefully at me.

I smiled and said, "That's wonderful Simon! And truly, there are so many wonderful things the two of you can do together, that you really won't need to have any other people join you!"

Simon smiled slightly, and said, "I kinda figured that out!"

"OK, nuff said then," I said.

Simon's smile grew bigger.

"Um... except..." I said, looking a little guiltily at Simon. "Well... it's just - well - I wondered - were those two blond guys really as big as they look on the camera?"

Simon looked at me incredulously, then started laughing as I smiled at him.

"You have no idea how big they were!" he said, smiling. "Especially Jon - the younger one! His was SO long! And Lukey's was really thick, even though it wasn't quite as long!"

"They're gonna have some awesome sex in their lives!" I said. The, chuckling I added, "provided they find guys who can take it!"

"They already have," Simon said, grinning. "And, they seem pretty happy."

"Good for them then," I said. Smiling I added, "And good for you and Ethan too!"

Simon grinned at me, and got up, as I got up.

I pulled Simon into another hug, and said "One last thing! I love you more than you can imagine Simon! Don't ever be afraid to come to me with your problems either! I promise, I'm here for you no matter what! Even if you have screwed up somehow, OK?"

"I know," Simon said, softly. "And thanks Greg! I love you too!"

We held our embrace for a moment longer, then we parted.

I changed the subject then and said, "C'mon, let's go back and see what Tom and Ethan are up to."

Simon smiled and called to Buddy, who was busily digging a hole under a fallen tree limb. Seeing us on our feet again, the dog bounded over to us, and together we headed back to the tent.

Back at the tent, Tom and Ethan were sitting outside, discussing the view of the campground and lake from up at the observation point the boys had hiked too. Both looked up questioningly at us as we approached. When they saw us smiling, both of them relaxed and smiled as well.

"Have a good talk?" Tom asked, looking up at me, as Buddy plopped down next to him.

"Yup," I said, reaching over and mussing Simon's hair. He grinned shyly, and blushed a little.

"We did too!" he said, smiling the smile of a contented father.

I looked at Ethan, and he blushed and smiled shyly too at me.

"Sorry if I seemed angry earlier, I didn't mean it that way," he said.

"I know Ethan," I said, smiling and squatting down in front of him.

I looked him in the eyes and said, "Like I told Simon - I love you very much! More than you can imagine! And I just don't want to see you get hurt! So I want you to be safe! Simon told me your plans to only be with one another! I think that's great! However, you need to know that I'm not just here for Simon if you run into a problem. I'm here for you too! No matter what! Even if you've caused your own problems! You can always come to me... and Tom too of course, for help! OK?"

"Yeah," Ethan said, blushing and grinning shyly again. "Thanks Greg!"

"You're welcome!" I said, standing up.

I was a little surprised, but very happy, when Ethan stood up and impulsively hugged me.

I hugged him back and whispered in his ear, "I love you Ethan - don't ever doubt that!"

"I love you too," he whispered, and squeezed me harder!

With tears welling in his eyes, Simon stepped over and hugged Tom and whispered, "Thanks for fixing things between them!"

Tom smiled and hugged Simon back, and gave him a kiss on the base of the side of his neck in response.

Ethan and I were both smiling huge smiles when we parted, and Tom and Simon were too.

"Well, I'm glad that's all behind us now," Tom said. "Anybody besides me hungry?"

"Yes!" "ME!" "God yes!" and "Woof!" were our replies.

Laughing, Tom said, "Well, how about we take off and go get some Arby's, and find a spot to all eat together. Then Buddy can join us too!

Buddy sat up and rubbed against Tom's legs in a happy way, as if he understood that he was included too.

We all agreed Tom's idea sounded good, so we quickly got ready and took off in the car.

A half hour later, we were sitting on the blanket from the trunk of the car, on the lawn in a small park in the center of the nearest little town to the campground. We'd picked up Arby's, and were all stuffing our faces with it.

"Seems weird to be back in civilization after being camping so long," Simon said, as he unwrapped a second Beef'n'Cheddar sandwich.

Tom grinned and said, "we've only been camping for a few days!"

"I know," Simon said, as he picked up his sandwich. "I guess I just really got used to being there already!"

We all chuckled as he smiled a little foolishly and blushed slightly.

"Seems like it's warmer than it was earlier," Tom said a minute later, between bites.

Ethan chuckled and said, "Maybe that's because you're wearing long pants! What's up with that anyway?"

I couldn't help grinning, as Tom suddenly looked uncomfortable.

As Ethan looked at him, Tom's complexion darkened, as he grew embarrassed as well.

"Go ahead Babe," I said, grinning evily. "Tell 'em why you're not wearing shorts!"

Tom's lips grew thin as he pursed them and glared at me. Simon and Ethan, realizing there was a funny story coming, both grinned and looked at Tom expectantly.

"Fine!" Tom snapped. "The reason I'm wearing my jeans is my shorts are dirty!"

The boys looked blankly at Tom, then both furrowed their brows, studying him more carefully, as I snickered, and he turned redder.

"Wait a minute," Ethan grinned, catching on that there was more to it than that. "How'd they get 'dirty'?"

Looking miffed, Tom stared at him a moment, then said, "Because I wasn't able to get to a bathroom after Greg and I made love, and everything leaked back out!"

Both the boys and I broked into laughter then.

"So... your hole's getting a little loose huh?" Ethan teased. "Guess Greg's gonna have to stop giving it to you so often!"

"Hey!" I cried, as the boys both laughed again, and Tom looked even more annoyed and embarrassed.

"It wasn't that!" Tom hissed, snippily. "There just wasn't a bathroom where we were!"

Chuckling, I added, "and we had to make a rather hasty get-away too!"

The boys' laughter cut off as they looked at me and Simon said, "What do you mean?"

"Yeah," Ethan said. "Where were you guys 'doing it' anyway?"

I realized then I'd left us open for that question, and I wasn't sure I wanted the boys to know we'd gone out to the island and had sex where they had been with the boys they'd met.

"Happy now?" Tom asked, smiling sarcastically at me, as I blushed.

"Well..." I said, trying to think of what to tell them. As I thought about it though, I suddenly realized, they needed to be warned about the forest ranger, in case they went out there again!

"Actually," I said, in a serious tone. "You guys need to know this! Um... see we went out to the island to check it out, and well... when we climbed up to the little clearing at the top, we were alone, and it was so nice up there, and ... OK we realized it was where you guys probably had been, which got us horned up, so... we couldn't help ourselves. Any -"

"What?" Simon cried, interrupting me, looking surprised. "You guys went out there?"

"And you had sex there?" Ethan asked, grinning.

Tom looked across at me as if to say, "I hope you're happy!"

Smiling slightly, as I blushed again, I said, "Yeah - we went there, and we had sex. Point is this - after we'd finished up, we just managed to get dressed again before this guy showed up. He-"

"OH MY GOD! YOU GOT CAUGHT?" Simon cried.

Ethan's eyes looked big, as he grinned incredulously at us.

"Relax Simon!" I said, smiling. "No - well almost -"

"He knew what we'd been up to!" Tom interrupted.

"OH MY GOD!" Simon cried again.

I flashed Tom a sarcastic blase' look, then looked at Simon and Ethan and said, "We were fully dressed and on our way out of there, when he got there. But... Tom's right, he went over to where we had been, and found Tom's semen on the ground. He knew what we'd been doing. And he looked like he would've liked to get together with us... forcibly if necessary!"

"OH MY GOD!" Simon cried. Both boys' eyes were large and they were looking solemnly at us, realizing it wasn't as funny as they'd thought.

"He was dressed as a forest ranger," Tom said.

"And he had a pistol on holstered to his belt," I said.

"OH MY GOD!" Simon cried, his eyes getting even bigger. Even Buddy was looking at us alarmed by then.

"Relax," I said, smiling a little. "We beat feet and got off the island as fast as we could. He'd have never caught us anyway. Point is - don't be going out there at all anymore - OK? Even if you go out there innocently to look around, without having sex - you don't know if he's lurking out there looking for hot guys to try and coerce into having sex with him!"

"Ewww!" Ethan said, making a face.

Simon too made a face and nodded.

"Don't worry! We're never goin' there again!" he declared, looking grateful that they had survived their own trip out there.

We were all silent for a minute, as we each took another mouthful of food or drink.

A moment later, Ethan said, "So... you didn't have time to go squat in the woods then eh, Tom? That's why the messy shorts?"

"Yeah," Tom said, disgustedly.

Suddenly Ethan grinned hilariously, and his eyes twinkled.

"Maybe you need to take a lesson from Si!" he snorted and laughed.

Simon's head whirled around, and he stared wide-eyed at Ethan. His face immediately turned crimson.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"ETHAN! NO!" Simon cried, obviously embarrassed.

Ethan ignored him and laughing he said, "Simon discovered something he could wear when he's in the same situation, that won't allow his pants to get messed up! He tried it out today in fact!"

"Excuse me?" I said, looking at them. "Were you guys having sex in public too?"

"And, what would that be?" Tom asked, looking curiously at them.

"EEETTH!" Simon cried, sounding a little frantic.

"Oh relax!" Ethan said, grinning. "Besides. You said it worked!"

"Yeah, but - " Simon started to say.

"Come on now," I prodded, smiling. "We told you OUR embarrassing story!"

"Well this is worse!" Simon said, mournfully, looking pleadingly at me, as if he hoped I'd stop Ethan.

"What was it, an adult diaper?" Tom asked, grinning. "I seriously thought about trying that next time!"

"Worse!" Ethan chortled. "I don't think you'd wanta try this, unless you're a bit of a Tranny!"

"Oh My God! You wore a Kotex in your underwear?" Tom asked.

"Even worse! He stuck a tampon up his ass!" Ethan cried, almost gleefully.

Poor Simon's face burned brightly, and he looked mortified, as Tom and I both stared incredulously at him, and Ethan roared with laughter.

As I recovered from the shock, I realized Simon was more than mortified. He appeared to have tears welling in his eyes.

"That was supposed to be PRIVATE!" he barked, glaring at Ethan, who couldn't stop laughing. I felt bad for the boy.

"You really used a tampon?" I asked, trying to sound kind.

Simon looked at me a moment. Realizing I wasn't trying to make fun of him he nodded slightly.

"Well - did it work?" Tom asked, in a serious tone, causing Ethan, who was just recovering from his laughter, to collapse in another heap of giggles. Tom frowned and hooked a thumb at Ethan, and said "Oh, ignore him! Seriously! Did it work?"

Simon looked at Tom surprised. I was mildly surprised by his interest myself. Realizing the rest of us weren't laughing, Ethan got over his latest fit of spasms a little sooner than he normally would of, and he sat up, wiping his eyes, grinning at Simon.

"You're an asshole!" Simon said, making a face at him.

Ethan started to giggle again, but nodded and said, "I know. I'm sorry Si. But it's just so fucking funny! Besides - you know these guys won't care!"

"Well DON'T tell anyone else!" Simon snapped, glaring at him.

"I won't!" Ethan said, still grinning.

"Maybe you better promise him you won't," I said, smiling slightly at Ethan. "He's not too happy you told us!"

Ethan looked at Simon for a second, and realizing I was right, he smiled benevolently at him and said, "I'm sorry Si! I promise, I won't tell anyone else ever!"

Simon's expression relaxed a little, as he looked at Ethan. Quietly he said, "You better not!"

Still smiling, Ethan nodded.

"I still wanta hear if it worked though!" Tom said, looking at Simon.

"Well... yes, it worked like I thought it would," Simon said. "But, when Ethan pulled it out -"

"Ethan pulled it out?" both Tom and I chorused, looking surprised.

Simon blushed, and both boys smiled foolishly, as Simon said, "Well, I asked him to help me, cause I wasn't sure what was gonna happen. Anyway - it was harder than I thought to get it out. It had gotten really big, and it was like trying to push a big dry hunk a shit out!"

"Oh!" Tom said, looking thoughtful. "Maybe I won't try it then."

"Well..." Simon said. "It did do what I wanted it to. When we left the shed and headed out on our-"

Simon suddenly saw Ethan's eyes grow huge and realized he'd mentioned the shed.

"What shed?" I asked, curiously, realizing they'd been having sex somewhere besides our tent again.

Ethan made a face at Simon, who sighed, and turned a little pink-faced again.

"We found an old shed in the woods, and we used it to have a more private place," Simon said.

"I see," I said. "Good thing no one came along and walked in on you!"

Suddenly both boys looked guilty and blushed involuntarily.

"Or did someone walk in on you?" Tom asked, as we looked back and forth between the two of them.

"No!" Ethan said quickly, looking guilty.

"Not exactly," Simon replied at the same time. Again Ethan glared at Simon, who flinched, realizing he shouldn't have said that.

I fixed Simon with a stare, and after a moment he couldn't take it anymore and caved in and blurted out the whole story about how he and Ethan had used the shed for make-up sex the previous night, after their mis-understanding, and how today they'd found out they'd been watched.

"You didn't have to give them all the details!" Ethan said, when Simon was finally finished.

"So - you guys were watched the whole time last night by a couple of younger boys?" I asked.

Resignedly, but looking embarrassed yet, both boys nodded.

"And they're gay and were using the shed too?" Tom asked.

Again the boys nodded.

"Damn there's one hell of a lot of gay sex going on in strange places around here!" Tom said, looking at me with a half-smile.

"Guess so," I said.

"So, you used the tampon after sex at the shed again today?" Tom asked.

Simon nodded, looking uncertainly at us. I think he was expecting another lecture from me.

"And you went on a hike after that, and never had any leakage in your shorts or underwear?" Tom persisted.

"Yeah," Simon said, nodding again.

"Interesting!" Tom said. "I might have to try it!"

"So you guys like doing it in strange places where there's no bathroom?" Ethan asked, looking back and forth between us, a little surprised.

"You think you're the only two who are adventurous?" I asked, looking at him pointedly.

Ethan grinned then and said, "Well... I think it's cool you guys are like that too!"

Simon smiled then too.

"Well," Tom said. "We USUALLY only do it in private and safe places!"

"Except for today on the island!" Simon said, smiling.

"Yeah!" Tom said. "Um... I guess there's times we've taken a risk."

"Well, the tampon worked, but it wasn't fun getting it back out," Simon said. "But, you know, maybe your idea before of a kotex or pad in my underpants..."

"I've wondered about that too!" Tom said. "Maybe we should get a package and try it!"

Ethan and I traded somewhat incredulous looks, then looked back at Tom and Simon, who continued discussing the possible merits of wearing female pant protection after taking a load of cum up the ass vs. using a tampon.

"They make super absorbant ones," Tom was saying. "I think I kinda need that kind, because Greg really fills me up!"

"Ethan's like that with me too!" Simon answered.

"OK, OK," I said, as Ethan and I looked incredulously at each other. "I think that's enough Ladies!"

Ethan burst out laughing.

Tom and Simon looked at us, then suddenly they both grinned, as it dawned on them how rediculous their conversation sounded. As I started laughing, they did too, and Ethan nearly gave himself a hernia he was laughing so hard.

When we finally calmed down, I said, "I think we need to finish eating, and get back to camp!"

"Sounds good to me!" Ethan said, grinning at me.

"Oh! Can we stop at the store and get some-" Simon started to ask.

"NO!" Ethan and I both shouted at once.

Blinking, Simon looked at us a moment, then chuckled and said, "NO! Not Kotex! I was gonna ask if we could get some marshmallows for tonight!"

We all laughed again then.

"Yeah Si," I said, as I calmed down again. "I think a marshmallow roast sounds perfect for our last night!"

We finished eating then, picked up and headed back to the campground. Along the way, we did stop and pick up a bag of marshmallows.

That evening, we built a campfire in front of the tent, and after it died down to nice coals, we broke out our marshmallows and using some long thins sticks we'd found in the woods, toasted some marshmallows. As darkness set in, we took turns telling Ghost stories for a while, and after that, Ethan surprised us by breaking out a harmonica and playing a few tunes on it for us. We sang along with a couple of them.

We were tired from the active day we had, and about 10:30, While Ethan got a bucket of water to douse the fire with, Simon took Buddy for a last stroll to pee. Then we all crawled, exhausted, into our sleeping bags. We were too tired to even think of sex, and within minutes, we were all fast asleep.

The next day, since it was a long drive back home, we spent the early part of our morning, breaking down our camp and packing the car. Before we left, we went out for a short canoe ride. When we got back, we used the men's room before we took off.

Just as we were getting into the car, Simon, who was looking off toward the woods, grinned and nudged Ethan with his elbow, and motioned toward the trail into the woods. I looked in the direction he was indicating to Ethan and saw two younger teenage boys, one with dark hair, and the other with dirty-blond hair, heading for the path into the woods.

"Your friends from the shed?" I asked.

Startled, Simon spun around and blushed, but smiled and said "Yeah. guess they're headed off for some more fun!"

I chuckled and said, "Well, get in, we have a long trip!"

Smiling, Simon climbed in the back seat, next to Ethan. Buddy got in next to him, and half sprawled across his lap, settling down for a nap. We took off then, and several hours later, arrived back home...

The next chapter in this series will be published shortly...