There was a cabin and Paul unlocked the door and we went in. We reached the camp site just after two o’clock. All I could think about was what I could do for him, yes it was true I had sex with a few guys but no one knew. ‘Good because the new guy has to put out for the experienced guys’ he said putting his hand around my neck and giving me a wink then turned and continued walking. ‘Aw, well you see, well maybe’ I said nervously. ‘Have you ever had sex with a man before?’ he asked bluntly Shocked at the question I stumbled to find an answer. I looked around but could only see tree after tree. After tripping a few times Paul stopped and turned around. As we walked all I could do was stare at his ass and his cock hanging between his legs. ‘Take off your clothes’ he said and he started to remove his clothing so I followed. ‘You know there is a tradition with camping that we trek the last bit of the way naked’ he said looking at me with a smirk on his face. Paul sat on a rock across from me with his head of his cock peeking out from his shorts. After an hour of nonstop walking we stopped to take a rest break. As we walked Paul stayed behind me most of the way. Paul told me to lead the way just to follow the pathway. I changed into some loose shorts removing my underwear to show my companionship with Paul. Paul did not wear underwear so I got a good look at his cock, even his cock was hot and muscular. Paul changed into some shorts and told me to do the same. We parked the car and put on our back packs and started to hire the three hour walk to the camp site. The drive was four hours and we talked about everything but when the topic came to sex, I wasn’t sure what to say and stayed quiet. That week end Paul picked me up telling me we would be out in the wilderness for three long days and to make sure I packed soap and a razor. After a long visit Paul announced he was going camping this week end and asked if I wanted to go. There was something about him, he was muscular tall and could talk you into doing anything he wanted. Before my dad had died he told me that he knew I had feelings for Paul and to him it was all right.Īfter a few years after my father passing Paul arrived at the door, we had a long visit and I could now see what my dad had meant about me having feeling for Paul.
My dad and Paul would go camping all the time but since my father past away Paul almost never came around. Paul was a friend of the family and I knew him since I was just a wee lad.