This is a story that is based on actual events as I was growing up. Jesse is a very real person, as am I. He was my first love and he will always have a special place in my heart. I hope you enjoy it. Magic Kid
PS, I realize that I am talking about underage drinking and drug use. What seemed like fun back then turned out to be one of the stupidest things I have ever done. So if you're under 21, do yourself a favor, DON'T drink, and no matter what your age is, stay away from drugs, they only cause problems not solve them. Also in these times, always practice safe sex. That said; enjoy the story.
Camping With Jesse,
I'll never forget the summer of 1980, I had finally gotten a car that I could drive, and I was actually beginning to accept the fact that I was gay. It was a hard fact to face, although I had always been attracted to boys, I thought it was just a passing faze. All of my friends and I usually spent our summers camping at various ponds and such, there were usually 4 or 5 of us at a time and we would usually end up getting a couple of cases of beer that one of our older brothers would buy for us. We usually ended up passed out in a big pile in the tent, which I always enjoyed in the morning, I mean at least I could touch them without being labeled as a "fag".
One Friday afternoon, I ran across Jesse, no one else was around, so I mentioned that I had gotten a couple of joints from my cousin and did he want to go camping with me at Buck's Pond, it was a local swimming hole that was pretty easy to get to, but it had the advantage of being easy to see if anyone else was coming out that way. You see, I have had the hots for Jesse for over a year now. He was about a year younger than I was, I had just turned 16, so that would make him 15. He had fairly long brown hair that was pretty curly, he was about 5'10" and had the most adorable smile. He was always flirting with my best friends sister, so I really doubted that he was gay, but I had no one else to hang out with tonight. I had never really had a boyfriend before so I was feeling pretty reckless.
Driving out to the pond, Jesse put a tape in my cassette player, it turned out his favorite song was Billy Squire's "The Stroke". I was pretty naive back then so I didn't think anything of it. We made it out to the pond and set up my tent, sitting around smoking the joints and drinking the beer, I started feeling pretty good. Getting up, I said to him, "Lets hit the water, it's hot out here." As we changed clothes I got a good look at his package, not bad if I do say so. Hurriedly putting on my swim shorts to hide my erection I ran out to the water. After playing in the pond for an hour or so, we climbed out to eat. After smoking the last joint and finishing the beer we decided to call it a night.
"All I need now is a nice soft pillow." Jesse jokingly said.
Feeling pretty buzzed, I just moved over and laid my head on his stomach and said, "Well, I've got mine, you're on your own."
Looking sort of funny, he just started rubbing my hair as he looked down at me, "Chris, I don't know how to say this, but I think I love you."
Moving up, I grabbed him and started kissing him, I had been wanting this since I had first met him. Our tongues met and I could here him moan. I quickly grabbed his shorts and pulled them off. I grabbed his dick and started to rub as he bent down to take my dick into his mouth. Gasping with pleasure, I returned the favor and soon we both were pumping out streams of cum. Laying back, we kept stroking each other and soon we were both ready to go again. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a jar of Vaseline, Smearing it over my dick, he slowly lowered himself onto me. I have never felt a sensation like that before in my life, soon I was thrusting up at his ass as we both started moaning. In no time I was shooting my load into his ass. Not wanting him to feel left out, I quickly pulled up my legs as I guided his tool into my ass. The sensations were indescribable, I used my feet to keep pulling him deeper into me, I felt him stiffen as he pumped his load deep inside of me. Laying on top of me, I felt his dick slip out of my ass. Kissing me deeply, he whispered in my ear, "I hope we can camp out every weekend together."
We spent a lot of time together after that. But nothing will ever match that first camping trip with Jesse.
Well, I hope you enjoyed this. I actually wrote this about 6 months ago but wasn't sure if I should put it out, it didn't seem that good. Let me know what you think.
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