Bare Boy's Skimpy Sex Stories
# 2
by
Emari Valdicar
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Copyright 2011 Emilio Cardona
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Warning: This book is intended for mature adults only. It contains explicit sexual content and coarse language.
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Chapter 2:
Nature Lover!
I loved going camping. My family were camping buffs, every weekend we were out there exploring new state parks and national treasures. And I loved it. Not because of the wilderness or the smell of fresh air in the morning. It was the showers full of naked men.
Sometimes I loved to sweat my ass off going hiking or jogging, just to have an excuse to take a shower. Inside the restroom, I would sit there on a bench next to the communal showers, slowly taking my shoes off, while I took glances at the wet bodies of strangers, water dripping down their backs, beading over their asses. Some days I would get lucky and there would be a guy who wasn’t insecure about his body or the size of his dick, and didn’t care if someone else checked him out. They were the ones that turned around often and would gently lather their bodies two or three times. Of course, I ignored the men who were too old or too overweight, but I still checked out their packages to compare it with the others.
So I would wait on the bench in nothing but a towel, as I watched dicks left and right, hoping one day a guy would ask me to help him lather on the soap or get down on my knees. No such luck.
There were some days when nobody came to the showers, and these were the cold months from October to February. But there was an alternative to this problem. The bathroom stalls. Large holes next to the toilet paper holders were to become my next obsession. I would sit and wait at a stall pretending to be using it, until a guy showed up to pee. Cocks of different sizes and thicknesses were on exhibit here. And I had a front row seat!
At that age of fifteen, I was still naive and I wished that there had been a way to tell these strangers to stick their penises into these holes so that I could touch them. My imagination would often run away with me. Oh, the possibilities! Jacking off two dicks at once, cum splashing onto my bare body...Remember this was years before I knew what a gloryhole was.
Before my cousin Luke went to jail for stealing cars, he would accompany my family and I on some of these camping trips. At this point we were pretty well acquainted with each other. He would join me in the showers at night before going to sleep. Both of us soaping each other down as we talked and laughed about the shit that happened that day. At the end of our showers, our dicks would get pretty hard and we helped each other masturbate to relieve the tension. After that my cousin would start slapping me with a towel and I would do the same to him as we ran naked up and down the empty long halls of the public restroom. Laughing and giggling as our asses turned a bright red.
At night, after we enjoyed a campfire dinner of slightly burned hot dogs, our families called it a night as they retreated to their tents, and my cousin and I slept in our own. One night he awoke to me caressing his dick. I looked at his brown eyes and his infectious smile. I smiled back and he removed his boxers. He closed his eyes as I started to masturbate him. I felt his cock throbbing in my hand and as he curled his toes, in no time he nutted onto his stomach. I was surprised at the amount of cum that came out. I wiped the cum off his chest with my socks. A small amount of it still lingered inside his belly button.
“Wanna taste it?” he said to me. And without hesitation, my tongue sampled his manly fluid. The taste was sort of bitter and sour.
“Not bad,” I replied with a smirk as his hand rested on my stomach. His hand was so warm against my trembling skin. My dick was now hard as his hand slid down past the elastic of my underwear. His warm hand slowly touched my cock, burning every bit of its sensation into my memory. He cupped my balls, then fiercely moved up and down my shaft. I started moaning, not caring if my family would hear me. I took off my underwear, no need to get it dirty either. Then I relaxed as I relieved myself over his hand. We both laid naked next to each other, exhausted and thrilled at the same time. I turned over and put my arms across his chest.
“Goodnight,” I whispered, as he pulled me closer.
I heard his heartbeat, a soothing rhythm that made it easy for me to fall asleep. I dreamt of a day when a cute guy would ask me to soap his back. Would I freeze? Pretend not to hear him and continue showering. Or would I answer him by getting down on my knees and swallowing his cock? Who knows what beautiful experiences were waiting for me and the boys whom I would share them with?
I guess we’ll find out...
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About the author:
Emari Valdicar lives in New York with his dog Oreo. He is currently working on a supernatural LGBT love story of werewolves and vampires, and an erotic fantasy saga coming 2012.
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