Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen - Sex Stories

Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen

... how gay does this make me? I really am truly fine with you being gay. And you feel so good. But I don’t want to be gay. I’m probably OK with being bi, I guess. But I just don’t see myself as full-on gay.”

“Jim, you’re probably not full-on gay,” he said. “But, as much as you like being with me – and there’s no denying you like being with me, you are probably one hundred percent bisexual – at least, for right now. Like I said, you’ve been making out with me and eating my cum all summer. You aren’t entirely straight.”

“‘Bisexual for right now,’” I repeated. “Let’s finish off the beer and make the most of my bisexuality while it lasts, Bo-Bo.”

Bo brought the cooler out to the fire.

Four beers in, we were stroking each other under the stars.

“It’s getting cold,” I said. “We should get in the Jeep. The fire isn’t going to keep us warm enough unless we put clothes on.”

“That’s the last thing I want to do,” Bo said. “I wish we never had to wear clothes again.”

We climbed into the back of the Jeep. With the back seat down, the cargo area was just long enough for us to stretch out. With the front seats pushed all the way forward, we could sit up and watch the moonlight on the lake through the open hatch.

Before I could think, Bo was snuggled up beside me. I had one arm around him and he was fondling my cock under the blanket we finally agreed to use.

“I kind of hate that we have to go home ...

... tomorrow,” I said. “But there really isn’t much to do up here.”

“As much as I like being in the woods naked with you, it’s really pretty boring up here,” Bo finally admitted. “I mean, the only thing we can do is swim and have sex. And, don’t get me wrong, the sex has been life-changing! Literally! But we can do that at home, too, with internet and Netflix and hot showers.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” I agreed.

We kissed and caressed each other for a long time in the back of my Jeep. We’d had too much to drink and just wanted to go to sleep. So, we held each other tight all night. Even when one of us rolled over, we ended up tightly hugged together.

When we woke Friday morning, we both had raging hard-ons and kissed and caressed for a long time until that turned into a passionate masturbation session.

We jacked and kissed each other until we were breathless and cumming off the back of the Jeep.

Bo dropped to his knees and sucked my cock as it withered, pumping my life-giving sperm into his mouth.

After a quick swim in the lake, we showered off with our sun showers and soap. We finally got dressed, broke down the campsite and loaded up.

Before leaving, we walked to the shore for a last look across the lake. I put an arm around Bo’s shoulder and pulled him tight.

“I’m going to do everything I can to make sure this property stays in the family,” I said. “This will always be our spot.”