Camping with Gearhart - Sex Stories

Camping with Gearhart

... of my young life. My cum went everywhere and I had absolutely no control over it.

When I was finished, I was exhausted and out of breath. Gearhart was trying to hold back his laughter as he said, “well that looks like that was your first man size cum. Congratulations. He then pulled out of me and started stroking his own cock and in a few minutes told me he was ready to cum. I pulled away from him and rolled over. In one fluid motion I had turned around and slide his cock into my mouth. Within seconds his cock swelled and shot wave after wave of thick sweet man seed into my mouth, and I swallowed every drop. When he was finished, I was still sucking his cock as he pulled my head away and said, “It’s OK; that’s all there is.”

I laid my head on his chest as he pulled the covers back over us. We didn’t say another word, we both drifted off to sleep completely satisfied and content.

The next morning Ron and I woke to the sound of Gearhart’s voice, “Come guys get up. There is a storm rolling in and I want to be packed and, on our way home, before the rain starts.” He had already began breaking camp. We barely finished putting everything in the truck and closing the camper shell door when the rain started. We dove into the truck and headed home. In my mind I was already trying to find ways to get Gearhart alone with me. I was hoping he was thinking the same thing.