It was only a few weeks into our last year of school when Kent and I decided we had to quit. Our grades had been bad enough last year and already the teachers were being jerks about our ability to pass this year. Unbelievably his parents and mine agreed we didn't have to keep putting up with this shit. Even better, we talked them into letting us go camping together at a nearby town for a few weeks - "to get our heads around what we might do". What we really wanted to do was to give each other head and fuck our brains out multiple times a day.
We didn't think of each other as boyfriends, just fuck buddies waiting till we each met our dream man. Not that we had talked about it that much. Hell, we hadn't even had sex with anyone else because we were both too frightened to come out. We'd been friends forever, our early teenage mutual JOs had just gotten more adventurous. It was during one of our JO & suck sessions in front of my computer as we surfed porn that Kent had asked, "do you ever look at straight porn?" I had looked surprised and was struggling for words when Kent had saved me, "I don't, I only want to fuck guys, I just can't bring myself to say the G word."
"Yeh, me too," I had stammered and just at that moment my dick let loose its jets of cum and Kent had set to busily slurping it off my chest and abs saving me from any further discussion.
I know I've already said it, but it was unbelievable how easily our parents took the decision to quit school. They even gave us plenty of money to spend during our two weeks away. They figured we'd just be eating takeaways for every meal and even gave us a small amount of beer to take with us. Save trying to pretend we were old enough to buy it for ourselves and winding up in trouble with the law. And the pep talk from Dad the night before we left was just about being careful and not getting into trouble.
Kent's family lent us their tent and gear but otherwise we packed light and headed out mid morning. Summer was still hitting the highs and the temperature was climbing quickly. My car's air con was broken and even with the windows wound down it was too hot so we had stripped off our T-shirts before we made it to the highway. Fuck it felt good to be free, the sun's warm rays duelled with the wind as it whipped through the car making my skin was tingle and I could feel my nipples perking up.
I moved my legs apart as far as I could and tilted the air vent down towards my groin hoping the breeze would find its way up the leg of my shorts so that it would have the same effect there as it was having on my nipples. Kent looked across and smiled, "feeling good huh?" He reached over and put his hand on my thigh before sweeping up and cupping my package. My response was instantaneous tumescence and I groaned. Kent reached for my hand on the wheel and guided it across to his groin. He had already pulled his cock out through his fly and was clearly as horny as I was.
Summer holidays had been difficult, too many people had been around at both our houses and we had hardly had any time together. His cock felt good in my hand and I slowly stroked it, his precum was already making his cock head glisten and I looked down at it and then my eyes trailed up his abs and chest to his smile. I licked my lips. "There's a place we can pull over at in about twenty minutes where we can have some fun," Kent said as he popped the domes on my boardies before tearing the velcro apart and fishing out my hard cock. We both silently stroked for a few moments before I said, "I won't last twenty minutes if you keep that up."
"Me neither." He released my dick and tucked his hand in through my open fly resting it on my balls, drawing little circles. The air raced out of the vent and cooled my overheated dick. Kent began fiddling with his air vent, looking for the same effect. He sighed satisfied and leaned back, putting both his hands behind his head as his dick waved in the breeze. We took it in turns stroking each other for a few seconds every couple of minutes, keeping us achingly hard but not too close to the edge. Each time Kent stopped stroking me the wind from the vent would hit my dick and further heighten my excitement, then I would slowly soften.
I recognised the spot as we got close to it, his family usually stopped here on their way to the same camp ground; I had been with them a few times when we were younger. The parking area was deserted and shaded from the highway by a stand of trees. I killed the engine and turned towards Kent, he lent in to me and our lips locked. I returned his kiss ferociously as our tongues duelled. "I want to suck you off stretched out on the bonnet of your car, your dick sticking up like it's the Mercedes Benz emblem or something," Kent laughed.
I laughed as well, "but what if someone pulls into the car park, we'll have no warning."
"Chicken!"
"Easy for you to say, it's not your parents that will get the knock at their door before the day is out if that person rings the cops."
Kent sighed, "you're right, get your shorts off and push your seat back - if someone else arrives we can just drive off."
I pushed my shorts and boxers down and flung them on the back seat as Kent did the same before he dived into my groin and sucked me down, the tip of his tongue poked at my balls as his throat pulsed around my head. God it felt good, he always knew how to make my cock swell even more. I only hoped I was as good at sucking his cock as he was at sucking mine. "I want some of yours before you make me blow," I said pushing him back into his seat as I slurped his fuck stick down into my throat.
His precum flowed freely and tasted as good as ever. I was rewarded with several pulses of it, his cock vibrating in my mouth before each release of its nectar. Lifting off I lapped at his balls and then went back to bobbing up and down, swirling my tongue around his head. Suddenly there was the swish of tires on gravel. "Shit!" Kent cursed. My head shot up and I pulled my seat forward and had the car started and pulling away within seconds. We both laughed out loud with nervous excitement as we shot back out onto the highway. "What do we do now? My shorts are still on the back seat," I said.
"Drive naked silly," Kent replied as he started stroking my now shrivelled cock. It responded quickly and I returned the favour to Kent. Without my shorts and boxers in the way the blast from the air vent onto my thighs and balls felt amazing and within minutes my balls churned and my dick erupted everywhere, cum hit the dash, my chest, the door, Kent even got some on his chest. Kent let go and started fisting himself furiously, twisting in his seat his cum shot as far as my groin where it mixed with mine as it dripped back down from my chest and abs.
"Fuck that was good," Kent exclaimed as he leant over and scooped up some of our combined cum before feeding it to himself. Our chests heaved as we shared our post orgasmic bliss. He dipped his hand back several times before finally smearing the remaining spunk up and down my six pack. Fuck, as hot as it was to have his spunk mixed with mine drying on me as we drove along I suddenly realised there was no way we could get entry to "the family friendly camp ground" looking and smelling like we did. Fortunately Kent had a good idea, we could stop for a swim before we got there.
We chose a side road a bit before the turn off and headed down towards the sea and found our way to a deserted parking spot with a track down to the beach. I had stuck to my seat with all the cum that had dribbled down from my pubes which made Kent giggle and then offer to lick me free. That didn't help at all as I cracked a fat and couldn't comfortably get my boardies back on. We ran down to the beach. Hopefully erecting the tent later would be as easy as the tent now sticking out in front of me. The sea felt great and we spent who knows how long body surfing the waves in before jumping on each other in the shallows, humping and kissing. "I need to fuck you, let's get to the camp ground soon."
We made our way out of the surf and ran round the beach for a bit as the salt dried on our skin. Kent's hair stuck out at all angles making a blonde halo of his face. Maybe I didn't need to find Mr Perfect. The car was unbearably hot after being locked up but fortunately it was only minutes along the seaside road to the campground. I was expecting us to have to camp close to the office but Kent's parents had phoned ahead and because they were known and trusted we were allowed to have the most amazing tent site up on a flattened dune, far from anybody and with a view over the best surfing spot on the beach. We could fuck each other whilst perving on tanned surfing gods. Heaven is here and now.
Kent took charge of assembling his parents tent, I could hear his father issuing the same instructions to us when we were younger. We hadn't finished emptying out the car when I grabbed him and pulled the fly of his boardies open, thrusting one hand in as the other cradled the back of his head and pulled his lips to mine. Sinking to my knees I sucked his cock into my mouth and was again rewarded with the nectar of his precum. Nobody could interrupt us now and I planned to take my time savouring his cock and his body before emptying my load inside him. Kent moaned and held my head in both his hands before rocking his cock in and out of my mouth, saliva and precum dribbled down my chin.
I pulled off him, "kneel here, I want to fuck you while we watch the surfers." Kent kicked of his shorts and knelt just inside the flaps of the tent. Shedding my shorts I knelt behind him and eased in. Well, I planned to ease in but Kent thrust himself eagerly back onto me. His ring swallowed my fuck stick faster than a hungry hippo. I grasped his hips and let him set the rhythm. He started fisting his cock and I set about slamming his prostate, eagerly awaiting the milking that the spasms of his ring would provide.
Thank god we were the only tent up there because our groans were building in intensity. I was practically pulling my dick all the way out and ramming it back in, we were animals on heat when Kent's dick let loose its volleys of cum. The pulsing of his sphincter set me blasting and I crumpled onto his back as he sunk down into the puddle of his cum on the tent floor. "Fuck I've missed this," Kent sighed as he rocked his hips milking my cock of the last of its cum.
As we lay there, my cock softening inside him, the Greek god Apollo appeared on the beach and trotted down towards the surf. He was wearing speedos, some cropped lycra top and carrying a surf ski. I think that's what it was, he looked like those surf lifesaving types in their competitions. I pulled out of Kent and we slipped back into our board shorts to continue setting up our tent, all the while watching Apollo paddle about. At one point he headed in and dragged his surf ski up the sand before diving back in and swimming furiously back and forth. Finally he emerged and grabbed his board to trot back up the beach and between the dunes in front of us toward the public access track. We both stood silently and watched him, our hands each kneading our groins back towards tumescence.
After pizza and some beer we watched a movie Kent had downloaded onto his iPad before finally snuggling up together. Kent's helmet poked at my sphincter and I sighed and wriggled back against it. His precum oozed and moistened my ring. With a small thrust his ridged pole slid into my velvet tunnel and lodged inside me. He set about gently thrusting deeper and deeper. I held my cock and his thrusts into me pushed my dickhead in and out of my fist, the veiny bumps on his shaft massaging my ring. Kent nibbled at my neck and I wanted this to last forever but finally we both exploded and sank into a blissful sleep, his cock still lodged inside me.
Day two dawned and we ran down the dunes and into the sea. Again we body surfed and frolicked in the shallows, I tried to suck his cock in the surf but the breakers made it impossible so we stood side by side fisting each other in water just deep enough to hide our actions from the nearby surfers and people walking the beach. "Don't cum yet, I want some for breakfast."
We raced each other back up the dunes and hauled out the bowls and cocoa pops. "Just like a chocolate milk shake only crunchy," Kent said as he held his bowl in front of my crotch. I leaned towards him and kissed him before tearing open my velcro fly and fisting myself until he got his cream. Kent returned the favour on my cereal before we topped our bowls up with milk and enjoyed the best breakfast ever.
After breakfast we spent some time massaging sunscreen onto each other's bodies. We positioned ourselves between my car and the tent so that no one could see us up on the dune. Kent was wearing an Andrew Christian jockstrap I had never seen before. I spent some time carefully ensuring that his previously unexposed rear end would not get burnt, massaging the sunscreen into the deepest reaches of his butt crack as he humped back against my probing fingers. I was wearing a pair of jogging shorts which Kent's hands roamed freely under as he covered me in sunscreen. By the end of it neither of us could lie face down so we started by tanning our fronts.
The light sea breeze swirled in through the tented legs of my running shorts and teased my cock and balls keeping me hard while Kent's boner held tight by his jockstrap faded. The legs of my shorts were held up by my somewhat softened pole and flapped like a flag in the breeze catching Kent's eye as he rolled over, he laughed and shoved his hand up my shorts and stroked me back to full mast. "Bastard!"
"I'm not sure I got enough cream for breakfast," Kent said as he twisted round pushing the leg of my shorts up and engulfing my cock with his lips. His fingers tickled my ball sack as he slid up and down on my shaft. Kent pulled off and grinned up at me, "What do you think of my jockstrap?"
"It's fucking hot," I said. "That's the plan he said rolling face down he spread his legs. Looking back over his shoulder he threw the tube of sunscreen at me, "Use that as lube." I slathered some on and shimmied between his legs. "What are you waiting for?" Kent asked.
"Enjoying the view," I replied looking lustily at his pale buns, framed by the bright red leg straps of his jock and smack central was the head of my cock sitting at his entrance. I slowly pushed into his ring, watching it open and swallow my dick. Fuck this feels fantastic. The sun beating on my back, cooled slightly by a light breeze, Kent's back lightly muscled and lightly tanned beneath me. I held myself above him with my arms out straight and looked back down to watch my cock disappear and reappear as I flexed in and out of him. Kent made small upward thrusts to meet my downward lunges. We kept the rhythm up for I'm not sure how many minutes before I said, "I think you might have milked me dry already."
"Don't care, this feels so good. Keep it in me and lie down on my back for a bit." We lay like that watching the breakers crashing up on the sand. I kept making small thrusts and began to feel a familiar tingling building in my balls. My thrusts became pounding and I grunted as I shot again and again inside Kent. Just as I was coming down off my orgasmic bliss Kent's ring set to milking me some more and I realised he was coming in his jockstrap.
"Fuck," he said, "You were hitting the spot just right, that was amazing. I can't wait to do that again!" I rolled off him and pulled him over onto his back before pulling his jock down and cleaning him up with my tongue. I finished by slurping up and down his still hard pole for a minute or two before pulling the jock back up, his cock poked up clear of the waist back and was simply too inviting. I went back to licking at it. Kent squirmed and pushed me away before rolling back onto his front and making contented sighs and wiggling his bum at me. I stuck a finger in and the feeling of his moist slippery ring caused my dick to swell back up tenting my shorts again. Kent was practically purring. I sat there teasing his opening and pushing in and out my left hand gently tugging my throbber. "You're fucking hot you know?" I said.
"Only for you babe," Kent replied. I stopped and looked at him. Babe? Only for me? I lay down beside him and put my arm across his shoulder, his hand came back and tucked up under my shorts to clasp my cheek and we lay there soaking up the sun's rays for a bit. "It's too hot, I've got to have a swim too cool down," Kent said rolling over and sitting up. He shucked his jock strap off and grabbed his boardies and we both trotted down the dunes and into the water.
"What shall we have for lunch?" Kent asked as the sun dried the salt onto our bodies after our swim.
"Is there still that burger bar over the road?"
"Yep, let's go over in just our shorts," Kent suggested.
"I'm not wearing these skimpy things with nothing on underneath," I said looking down at my running shorts.
"You can wear my jockstrap," Kent suggested. The thought of pulling on his cum soaked jock made me swell again and I grinned my approval. Kent goosed my package and headed inside the tent before emerging with his jock, the heat of the day had almost dried it but it was still slightly damp and spunkily rank. I slipped my shorts down and pulled it up my legs and forced my dick within its pouch.
"How do I look?" I said turning around. Kent grabbed my buttocks and thrust a finger into my cleft, "I can see why you didn't need any encouragement this morning, I think I will need to return the favour very soon." I pulled my running shorts back on and we trotted off for lunch. Our greek god Apollo made another appearance in the afternoon. "Do you know what time it is?" Kent asked turning towards me. Not waiting for me to reply he continued on, "it's after school, I reckon he's our age." We both grinned, I didn't doubt that he was thinking the same thing I was. Apollo knelt on his surf ski and stuck his speedo clad buns in the air as he paddled out onto the water. Kent was on his feet and racing for the water, I quickly overtook him and our laughs and yells made Apollo stop and look back.
He kept up the same routine as yesterday, paddling round for a bit before dragging his surf ski up and then swimming some more. When he finally headed in and hefted up his ski we made a beeline for the shore and followed him up through the dunes, he was still breathing hard and the wide vee of his back heaved as his lycra clad cheeks pumped him up over the soft sand. We were suddenly upon him when he stopped below our tent and looked up. "Hey," we said in unison as we started to climb the dune. "Oh, oh hi," he stammered and we looked back at him. He ducked his head nervously before returning our smiles.
Kent and I were in our tent and on each other in a flash our tongues duelled and our swelling groins mashed against each other. Kent's fingers quickly found their way to my bare pucker and teased it. I thrust down my shorts, "fuck me now." Kent wasted no time pushing his boardies down and grabbing the lube as he swung in behind me. I leant forward slightly and he found his mark. In our eagerness he slammed in too quick and I cried out as my ring spasmed and protested but as we were both on heat that didn't stop him pulling back and slamming in again. This time my "Ahhh" was lustful and encouraged Kent. Grabbing my hips he rammed me again and my buns bounced back off his hips with a resounding thwack. Kent's jock held firm against my straining cock enhancing my excitement further.
He pummelled me furiously for several minutes and then suddenly withdrew. "On your back," he commanded. Hoisting my legs and lower body into the air he guided his cock back into me as he bent my legs back over my head until they touched the floor. Balanced like a starfish he resumed pistoning in and out of my ring. "I see what you mean babe," Kent growled and I could see he was looking down towards his cock as it disappeared and reappeared just above the mound of my balls encased in his jock. His lips found mine again, and my pleasure grew with the passion of his kisses.
All too suddenly he was out of me again, "lie down on your front, you've got to feel what it was like for me this morning." I rolled over and Kent was back in me. My cock pushed into the jock against the hard ground as Kent's rod of steel hammered me from above. Then the tightening began and my cries of pleasure egged Kent on. Moments later my dick erupted and was bathed in its own warmth as cum oozed everywhere into the jock. Kent's slamming didn't slow but from the altered pitch of his grunts I could tell he was filling me as I finished creaming his jock. Kent collapsed on top of me and nuzzled at my neck, I'd swear he was purring again.
"Which one of us gets to fuck him first?" Kent asked as he rolled off me.
"Well I'm lubed, loose and ready," I replied thrusting my rear into the air. Kent laughed and pushed his finger back inside me, oscillating it on the edge of my hole. "Okay, so we know who he gets to fuck first." My dick stiffened again, though I didn't know how it could get any harder. Surely I would burst through Kent's jock any moment. "You feel good," Kent mused as he dipped his fingers in and out of me, "it's great having this time knowing we don't have to hurry before someone else comes home and discovers us."
He grasped both my cheeks and spread them. Leaning in he blew on my ring and I could feel it close and open, Kent's breath sending tingles deep inside me and through out to my balls and dick. Then he was back on me, his hard dick pushed quickly and easily in and he lay back down upon my back. I pushed my hips up against him and he returned the pressure. His gentle thrusts caused a sucking sound making us both giggle. I rolled onto my side and pushed Kent onto his back before mounting him. I leant forward and we kissed lazily.
Our dicks slowly softened and I finally lifted myself of him. We grabbed our towels and soap and headed for the shower block. We wasted several coins keeping the water going as we soaped each other up and explored each other's bodies with our hands and tongues. After our shower we took a slow walk along the beach, Kent reached for my hand and we strolled like that until we got too close to someone walking towards us. When they passed I reached out for him again and just that simple touch caused my dick to swell again - well that simple touch and my memory of the afternoons pleasures.
We decided upon chinese takeaways for dinner, which was walking distance from the campground. After collecting it we were walking back along the road that ran beside the campground when there on the balcony above us was Apollo. I raised a hand and waved and was rewarded with a wide smile and a wave back. He filled every inch of his cut-off jeans and tight T-shirt, and I imagined filling him with every inch of mine. "Nice place," Kent said looking up to find out who I was waving at. Apollo's eyes stayed glued to us as we walked past, and I looked back over my shoulder to see him still watching us as we headed down the beach access track that would take us along side our tent.