Camping with My Poz Neighbor

[barebackboy23]

wow. best. story. ever. can't wait for more! 

[Guest]

I just found a BIG error in this story; Jim is NOT Aaron's uncle. Originally he was in an earlier draft, but at the last minute, I changed it. Sorry.

Anyway, I have finally started on the next part of the story and can't wait to bring Henry fully into the mix of things! ?

[Fuckmerawdc]

Really looking forward to the next chapter 

[a6uldeve84u]

TEXRANCHKING, regarding Jim not being Aaron's uncle:  you forgot a minor detail.  Jim IS IN FACT Aaron's uncle until Jim divorced his wife Bertha who was Aaron's mother's sister.  After the divorce, Jim was no longer an uncle.  He was until the divorce.  So, what we now know is that during this tale at some point there was a family shake up leaving Aaron without one uncle while preserving the uncle status in the early part of the tale.  Simple.

[Tallguy1982]

Great story, I hope there’s more

[Guest]

Part 6

 

Jim practically ran past me and lifted Henry up into an embrace that quickly turned into a mini-make-out session.

“When did you get here?” Jim breathlessly asked.

“About twenty minutes ago. There wasn’t nearly as much traffic as I expected. I always forget that about this campground. There’s hardly anyone here. The guy at the ranger’s station said that it’s just been you two that signed up for this week.” Quin was the ranger that looked after these campgrounds. I had seen him every now and again, but it’s rare, and whenever Jim saw him it always seemed as though there was some history there. I wondered, on more than one occasion, if they had fucked, but as far as I could tell I wasn’t even sure Quin was gay.

“I thought you had work and couldn’t come this year,” I said to Henry, walking in closer to both of them.

“I did, and I’m sure my boss is going to ream my ass when I get back, but I couldn’t pass up on your ass when Jim texted what you two had been up to.” He said with a sly look on his face. “I already saw the cum stains on your sleeping bags.” He tussled my hair a bit. “How many loads have you given him?” He asked Jim.

“Three: Two last night and one just now in the creek on the Blue trail. I edged him at the top of the trail, but I didn’t let him cum yet. I saw your car coming in and knew that you’d want him as horned up as possible.”

“Did it work, boy? Are you all horned up?”

“Yeah, but to be fair, I probably would have been anyway. I’m glad you’re here, Henry,” I said to him. I leaned in and kissed him. Jim included me in their embrace but watched as I made-out with his partner. I felt Jim’s hands reach down and squeeze one of my ass cheeks and I could only imagine that he was doing the same to Henry when I felt him moan into my mouth.

“He’s been telling how he wants to be a cum dump for both of us this summer,” Jim said as he began to playfully bite at Henry’s neck.

“Is that right?” Henry asked. “Well, since you’re three ahead of me, it looks as though I have a bit of catching up to do.” I smiled, and we all moved over to the tent. It was too hot inside, but we grabbed one of the sleeping bags and spread it over a patch of grass. They took their time as they undress me and Henry seemed to not be able to help himself when he pulled down my shorts and exposed my cock. He took all of my hard dick into his throat in a single swallow and bobbed on it a few times before turning his attention to Jim’s shorts. He pulled them down and swallowed his cock as he had mine. I was fully hard as Henry sucked Jim’s cock out in the open campground. When Henry took Jim’s cock out of his mouth, he pulled off his own shirt and shorts as he stood up and took off Jim’s shirt. All three of us collapsed on the open sleeping bag with me in the middle as both Henry and Jim began to kiss different areas of my body. Jim immediately went for my nipples which were so sensitive that I began to moan loudly. Henry had gone for my neck and began to suck and bite at it. I remembered trying to give Jim a hickey the night before. He pulled me off him before I was able to, though. Henry was going to town on my neck and with it being the first time I had ever had it sucked I was in heaven. I felt completely submissive to his will. With his teeth right above my veins, I felt as if he could do anything he wanted to me. I wanted him to mark me like Jim wanted me to. Hell, I wanted both of them to mark me as Jim had already marked my insides as his own. I pulled Jim off of my nipple and lifted him to the other side of my neck. He immediately began sucking, and I was in heaven as both men sucked, bit, and licked my neck. As both sides of my neck were pulled and probably marked, I felt Henry reached down and grab my hard cock and begin to pump it. Jim began to press his cock against the side of my thigh and began to hump me as he sucked.

“Mark me,” I wheezed as they continued to suck at my neck. Jim and Henry began to suck harder until Henry pulled back and looked at his handiwork.

“Looks like I did my part, boy. At least for your neck. You ready for me to mark your insides like Jim already has?” I laughed a little as it seemed as if he had been reading my mind.

“Fuck yes, Henry. Pump a POZ load into my ass!” I moaned. They both got on their knees, Henry lifting my legs and positioning himself below me and Jim got to the side of Henry to help hold my legs up.

“Are you ready to take my POZ cock into you, Aaron? Are you ready to take my seed?” Henry said as if starting a ritual, which I guess he was doing.

“Yes. Please fuck me, Henry.” I responded. Henry cupped a hand beneath Jim’s mouth. He spit in it without question before Henry brought it to his own mouth. He spit in it too before slathering it up and down his rock hard cock. He positioned it at the entrance to my hole, took a deep breath as he looked directly into my eyes, and slowly began to sink his tool deep into my ass. Just like Jim, I had seen his cock in the past when we showered while camping, but I had no real concept of just how big he really was. Just when I thought he was as deep as he was going to go, he kept on pushing and going further. At one point I thought he had bottomed out inside of me but he pushed a little harder, and it was if I felt a pop and he sank even further into me until I felt his balls come to rest against my ass. “Fuck, Henry. You’re so fucking big.”

“I know, but you’re taking it like a champ, kid. Just breath and I’ll go slow. At least for now.” He said as he never took his eyes off of mine. “But do you feel me in you? Do you feel every inch of my cock inside of you?” He asked as he began to pump his long dick in and out of me, slowly.

“Yes,” I replied. The next time Henry pushed his cock all the way in I felt him flex his cock and I felt my insides tingle with what felt like electricity. “Fuck!” I moaned.

“I guess you felt that.” They both laughed. Henry leaned over and kissed Jim.

“Leak that POZ precum inside our boy, baby,” Jim said.

“Oh, I’m sure I’m dousing his guts with my DNA. Jim may have already POZed your sweet ass up, but this is the tool that POZed him up. I can guarantee that you’re going to leave this campground sick, Aaron.”

“Fuck yeah, fuck me!” I moaned. Henry began to pick up the pace, and I felt him start to pull his long dick almost all the way out before slamming it all the way back in. Jim had fucked me like this, but Henry was so much longer and hitting places in my body that I didn’t know even existed.

Jim got behind Henry and began to kiss and bite at his neck as he caressed his body from behind as Henry continued to fuck me. I saw Jim whisper something into Henry’s ear before Henry moaned, “Yeah, recharge my hole, baby.” Henry slowed his hips as Jim spit on his own cock and quickly shoved it up into Henry. “Easy, baby.” Henry hissed as Jim penetrated him.

“Sorry. You know how eager your hole makes me get.”

“Yeah, I know, baby,” Henry said before looking over his shoulder and passionately kissing Jim. I saw Jim begin to fuck Henry as they both began to moan. Once they had worked up a rhythm, Henry continued fucking my hole. He began to penetrate me even deeper as he thrust all the out of me and onto Jim’s cock before shoving all the way back into me. To my surprise, Jim was the first one to cum.

“Fuck, I’m already going to fill you up, baby.”

“Yeah? You’re gonna recharge my hole, Jim?”

“Fuck yeah, babe. Gonna knock you up like you did to me.”

“Fuck yeah! Knock my ass up again, baby!” Henry moaned. He planted himself deep in my ass as Jim picked up his speed, building closer to his inevitable orgasm.

“Take my POZ cum, baby! Take it deep! Fuuuuccckkkk!” Jim bellowed as he slammed into his lover and flooded his guts with his POZ cum. His cock twitched as eight large pumps of his infected cum shot out of him. He slowed down and massaged his cum into the walls of his lover as he went back to kissing and biting at his neck before pulling out. Henry took a second to bask in the feeling of his now full ass before he began to fuck me again. Jim crawled over to me and dangled his softening cock over my face. I leaned up and took him into my mouth, tasting Henry’s ass and Jim’s cum as I cleaned him off. His cock tasted so good. I remembered tasting my own ass on his cock when we were in the creek earlier, but Henry’s ass, somehow, tasted better than my own. I sucked and swirled my tongue as deep onto his cock as I could.

Just as I noticed Jim getting hard again, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and propped me up against his torso so that I was leaning up and could look at Henry more easily as he fucked me. I saw Henry look over me and at Jim before nodding, but it was as if he was asking a silent question to his lover. I felt Jim nod back.

“I’m about to cum, Aaron. I know you’ve taken Jim’s POZ cum, but do you accept my POZ cum? Are you willing to make it a part of you as Jim has become a part of you?” He asked as he slowed down.

“Yes, Henry. Please fill my hole with your POZ cum like Jim has!” I begged. He leaned down and kissed me. His tongue invaded my mouth and swirled around my own as he slowly fucked me on the sleeping bag. He pulled away, and I felt his cock shift up and begin to hit my prostate as he leaned back. My eyes went wild, and my whole body felt like it was being electrified in the best way possible. To make things even better, Jim got on my side and put my cock in his mouth. I hadn’t even noticed that I was hard, but as soon as I felt his lips engulf me, I already felt the cum begin to tingle in my balls. “Fuck! Right there! Please don’t stop! I’m already going to cum, too!”

“Cum, Aaron! Cum in his mouth!” Henry commanded. I couldn’t hold it back any longer and came into Jim’s mouth. Jets of my cum flooded his mouth and throat, and the orgasm felt as though it was never going to end. I must have shot over a dozen pumps of cum, and that even feels like a conservative estimate. Jim finally pulled off my cock and leaned up to kiss his lover with my cum still in his mouth. They began to kiss and spit my load back and forth between them, both moaning as they did. Finally, Jim spit as much of my load into Henry’s mouth as was left and Henry swallowed every drop before his moaning picked up.

“Fuck! That was good NEG boy juice!” He said.

“It might not be NEG anymore, actually,” Jim said.

“You got me there. Maybe you already shot a POZ load into my baby’s throat, Aaron.” He smiled at me before picking up his pace. “I’m cumming, Aaron! Giving you my POZ load now! Take it, baby! Take it all!” Henry said as he slammed into my hole over and over again with hard thrust as he spasmed and filled me with his POZ DNA. I felt as every shot of cum entered into me, mixing with Jim’s cum from earlier and last night. The feeling of having both of their loads inside of me made me feel special. I know it must sound childish, but it did. I felt like we had cemented our bond fully as a family. That all three of us could never be apart regardless of how physically close we actually were. As Jim and Henry collapsed on the sleeping bag next to me, I felt like I finally belonged somewhere. I felt the strongest bond of love for anyone in my life, and it was directed at both of them. I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

 

To be continued….

[slutviking]

I’m sorry to say, but this story was hot, but now it has become a steaming sauna.  

Please continue.  

[barebackrnb]

Wonderfully written! I was transported to the campground with Aaron, Jim, and Henry and witnessed their passionate, loving threesome!  Eager to find out what's next for them!  Maybe, a foursome with Quin? Or the arrival of other campers? Whatever it is, I know it will get my cock hard...?

[shinelover]

Awesome!

[tinkerblizz]

way to be there poz boy

[infinite290]

On 1/12/2019 at 11:28 AM, Petereater said:

...an 18 YO that knows what he wants, HOT as fuck!

fuck, i knew at 13.

[Docebrown]

Damn shot a load reading this hot story. I hope there will be more soon😀

[CagedBBoy]

More please - amazing xx

[Guest]

Thank you all for keeping this story alive! I promise there's more to cum! 😊

[Guest]

Part 7

 

We finally got up from the sleeping bag, and I just noticed that we were all sweaty.

“Maybe we should go shower off,” Jim said.

“What about the sleeping bag? It’s probably as sweaty as we are.”

“Quin usually has a washer and dryer at his station. If you’re nice,” Henry said as he winked, “he’ll let you use it.”

“Is he gay?” I asked.

“I may have caught him staring at us a little longer than most straight guys have, but, honestly, I don’t know. I think I’ve always kind of hoped, but it’s a real toss-up with that one,” Jim said.

“Well, I guess I can go see if he’ll let me use it. The washing machine that is.” I quickly caught myself. “Are you two going to head to the showers already?”

Jim looked at Henry, “Sure. No telling how much dirtier we’ll get in there, though.” Jim reached over and squeezed Henry’s left butt cheek.

I got dressed, grabbed the sleeping bag off the ground, and started my hike towards the ranger’s office. Just as I was getting out of sight of our campground, I saw Jim and Henry chasing after one another towards the showers.

As I walked up to the ranger’s station, I could have sworn that I heard moaning coming from inside. It sounded like a woman, and my first thought was that Quin was inside fucking some girl’s brains out, but then I heard another guy’s voice say something along the lines of, “Yeah, you like it when I squeeze your tits?” Then the woman moaned back. He was watching porn, and really loud too. And straight porn at that. As I got closer, I tried to be as quiet as I could until I could see inside; he had his cock out, and he was stroking it to some porn video on his phone. He had a nice seven-inch cock that was really thick at the base but tapered off near the tip except for the enormous head. Even though I was still about ten feet away, I could see the beads of precum glistening off the tip. I wanted to lick it up. To smear it all over my face. To taste his hole. But I knew that this very second was probably not the right time. I knocked on the side of the little hut that made up the station and then heard his him exclaim, “Oh shit! Sorry about that!”

“Not a problem. Sorry for barging in on you,” I said as I entered the hut just as Quin was shoving his still hard cock down into his khaki shorts. “We were wondering if we could use your washer. Our sleeping bag is starting to wreak.”

“Umm, sure. No problem. It’s in the corner over there.” He said as he pointed towards the other side of the hut. I could tell that he was still a bit off kilter from my catching him literally with his dick out. I went over to the machine, put the sleeping bag in, and started it up. It whirred into life as I walked back over to Quin who was pretending to suddenly be interested in a magazine about wildlife. I thought I better just break the ice and get the awkwardness out of the way.

“That sounded like some pretty hot stuff you were watching.”

“Oh, that? Ha! I guess so, yeah.” He said as his face flushed bright red.

“No need to be straitlaced with me, man. It’s not like I’ve never seen a porn before. What video were you watching?”

“Oh, umm,” he looked over at his phone, wondering if he really should show me the video. He reached for it, “It’s this one.” He opened his phone, and a paused frame of some big-boobed blond was getting railed from behind by some frat-looking guy. I noticed that the guy in the video actually looked pretty hot with a six-pack and huge, pecs that gave the woman’s own boobs a run for their money. Quin pressed play, and the woman on the phone started moaning loudly again. The louder she moaned, the more engrossed I could tell Quin was getting. I looked down and could see that his dick was getting hard again and was tenting the front of his shorts. I decided to just go for it and reached over and grabbed his dick through his shorts. He immediately reacted and pulled away from me. “Whoa! What the fuck! I’m not fucking gay!” He said as he shuffled away from me.

“Sorry. You just seemed like you could use a hand,” I said, trying not to laugh and add insult to injury. “I saw what you were packing earlier, and it was kind of hard to resist.”

“Really?” He asked. His expression turning to one of curiosity.

“Yeah.”

“So, you definitely are gay, though, right?’ He asked me, still keeping his distance.

“As gay as they come,” I answered.

“So, umm, how does mine compare to others you’ve seen?” He asked. I nearly laughed. Straight guys can be so odd sometimes when it comes to comparing their junk.

“Like I said, you got a pretty nice slab of meat hanging between your legs there.” He looked me up and down as he, slowly, started to make his way closer.

“If I, umm, take it out again… you promise you won’t tell no one?” He asked, hesitantly.

“I promise I won’t tell no one,” I replied just as he had asked, double negative and all. In my mind, I was wondering just who in the hell he was expecting me to tell out here? My gay neighbors? He stepped closer still and slowly began to undo his shorts. He was wearing boxers underneath and hesitated only for a second before pulling them down and revealing his cock to me again. I whistled, and now it was time for me to move forward. I got down on my knees and scooted over until Quin’s cock was right in my face. I grasped it in my hand and felt the rest of his body melt as he sighed. I slowly began to pump my hand over the shaft of his cock until I couldn’t help myself any longer and put him in my mouth. He immediately began to moan and grabbed for the back of my head, driving his cock deeper into my throat. I took all of him pretty easily and wrapped my hands around him and began to squeeze and massage his ass. I looked up at him, “turn around. Let me show you something.”

“I’m not too sure about that. I don’t want you to put anything up my ass.” He looked worried, but something in the way that he, for some reason, smiled told me that the idea could be one to come back to later.

“Don’t worry about that. I’m not going to put anything up there.” In my mind, I added, “yet.” He hesitantly turned around, and I didn’t waste any time in spreading his cheeks and lapping at his straight-boy hole. He began moaning again, and I took it as a sign that he was enjoying it. I decided to take it a little further and began to press my tongue against his hole until it went inside of him. He moaned louder and fell over onto a counter that he was in front of him, giving me better access. I tasted his hole and his insides. Above me, he seemed to be losing all control of his actions and was flailing wildly. I didn’t want to stop, but a part of me wanted to see if I could take this a step further. I got up, and he turned around, seeming out of breath.

“How was that?” I asked.

“Fucking amazing! I’ve never had anyone do that to me before.” He looked so cute in the excitement of the discovery.

“Well, your ass is just as impressive as your cock. But I want more of that cock.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” I said as I dropped my shorts, exposing my cock, and leaning over the counter that he was leaning over earlier. “Please fuck me, Quin!”

“I don’t know about this.”

“Oh, come on, Quin! I need that big cock of yours inside me!” I saw him look down at my ass.

“Can I, umm, do what you did to me?” I nearly couldn’t believe my ears. This “straight guy” was asking to eat my ass.

“Fuck yeah, you can,” I said. Quin timidly sank to his knees and reached for my ass. He began messaging it and spreading my cheeks, getting a good look at my puckered and abused hole. Suddenly, I felt Quin’s tongue begin to lick my pucker. It didn’t take long until I felt his tongue enter my hole and began to lick my insides. I felt him pull back from my hole.

“Is that cum in there?” He asked.

“Yeah, my neighbors have been fucking me since we got here. Is it too much for you?”

“Actually, no. I kind of like it.” Quin said, surprising me again. He dove back in and began to stick his tongue inside me, undoubtedly tasting more of Jim and Henry’s cum. I wondered if I should tell him that it was POZ cum that he was tasting, but I thought it best not to disclose that bit of info just yet. “Do you still want me to fuck you?” He asked, pulling back from my hole.

“Yes, Quin! Please fuck my ass! Fill me with your cum!” I said as I looked back into his eyes. He smiled and spit on his throbbing cock before lining it up with my hole. It didn’t take much pressure from him to breach my pucker and felt him slowly slide all the way into me until his balls were pressed up against my taint. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him as he began to saw his dick in and out of my hole. I felt his big cock head pull on and massage my insides as he moved. He pulled my head to the side and kissed me. As his tongue invaded my mouth, I reflected on how he had earlier said that he wasn’t gay. I had to say something, and when he pulled back from my mouth, I did.

“Not bad for a straight guy.”

“Who said I was straight?”

“Umm, you did.”

“All I said was that I wasn’t gay. I love pussy, but your ass feels and taste amazing. You’re the first guy I’ve ever been with, though.” He said all of this while still fucking my hole with long, slow strokes. “Maybe I’m somewhere in between. I saw you and that other guy in the shower last night. At first, I was going to break it up, but when I saw you, I thought you were so hot. When I saw him fucking you against the wall and how you moaned when he was inside you, I got hard.” He slammed into me, and I unexpectedly moaned. “Yeah, like that.” I felt his cock twitch inside of me. “I didn’t stay for too long, though. When he pulled out of you to put you on the ground I left, came back here and shot a load just thinking about you two. Just like I’m about to do now.”

“You’re gonna cum?”

“Yeah.”

“Cum for me, Quin! Cum deep inside me!” He picked up his pace for a few strokes before slamming all the way inside of me. His seed splashed the walls of my rectum, and once again, I was marked by another man. His (probably) negative cum was mixing with the POZ cum in my ass and, just like the POZ cum, was probably finding its way into the tears we’ve made in my chute and bonding with me forever. After a few moments of resting, Quin began to massage his cum into the walls of my rectum.

“A bit late for me to ask this, but, umm, have you been tested?” Quin asked. I had to laugh.

“Typically, it’s best to ask that before you fuck someone.”

“Yeah, but I couldn’t hold out.” He laughed too. “So, umm, have you?” He said as he slowly pulled his cock out of my ass.

“Well, until yesterday I was a virgin so I never really felt any need to. So no.”

“That’s good.”

“But-,” I added. As I turned around, I saw his eyes widen a bit. “Even though I’m sure I was negative when I came out here, my neighbor that’s been fucking me raw for the last two days is positive.” I saw the blood run from his face in fright.

“Fuck! Are you serious?!”

“Yeah. I doubt that I would have caught anything, or I at least doubt that I’m transmittable just yet so I’m sure you’d be fine. I should have told you before, though. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, you really fucking should have.” He said as he ran his fingers through his dark, red hair and turned away from me. “Fuck!” I heard him say underneath his breath. Just then the washer dinged to signify that it was done. To be honest, I had completely forgotten about the fucking sleeping bag sometime between him eating my ass and pounding it. I couldn’t even think about it now, though. I felt so damn guilty about not telling Quin about Jim (and Henry) being POZ. I found my clothes and just put my underwear back on and grabbed the rest. Quin was still turned away from me. I wanted to say something else, but the only thing that came to mind was “sorry” and knew that wouldn’t have been enough right now. So, without saying anything, I left and headed towards the showers. When I was about halfway there, I thought that I heard the door to the hut open, but when I looked back, there was no one there.

When I got to the showers, I immediately noticed that Jim and Henry were already gone. They were probably already back in the tent, fucking each other’s brains out even more than they probably did in the showers. As I turned on the middle showerhead in the building, I looked down and noticed that I had neglected to take off my underwear. I guess a part of me felt exposed, like a nerve. The fright and look of terror in Quin’s face after I told him, stuck with me as the water began to cascade down my body. Was this what I had to look forward to once I converted? Is this how Jim and Henry were treated? For a moment, I felt terrible for them until I remembered an extremely important thing: they had each other. So did I for that matter. I was hurt by Quin’s coldness, but what I did was wrong. Hell, I even promised Jim at the top of the hiking trail that I wouldn’t do something like this. Fuck! What if he found out that I couldn’t keep that promise before I even converted?

I felt a warm hand wrap around my stomach and looked down at it before quickly turning around. It was Quin. He was fully naked and pressed into me once I was fully turned towards him. He was a bit taller than me, so I was looking up into his eyes when he began to speak.

“Hey, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted that way. What happened was as much of my fault as it was yours. But you REALLY should have told me.”

“I know. I’m sorry. Why did you come back, though? I didn’t think you’d ever want to see me again.”

“I had to come back. If it had been anyone else, you’d probably be right, but I knew that I’d regret not holding you again, or doing this.” He said before he bent down and kissed me. The water flowed over both of our bodies now, and I felt myself starting to get hard again as was he. His erection pressed into my leg and the fear and panic that I had just been feeling less than a minute ago washed away, and it felt as if I had gone into heat. My breathing picked up as his mouth explored mine, and his hands caressed my body. I nearly tore off my underwear and threw it towards my other clothes. Quin went for my ass with one of his fingers before sticking one in and pumping it a few time in and out of me. I moaned into his mouth. He pulled his finger out, broke our kiss, and held his finger in front of me. I immediately swirled my tongue around it, tasting his (and Jim and Henry’s) cum. The smooth taste and the smell as his finger continued to stay in front of my face, cemented my need to have his throbbing cock back inside of me. The thought came to me, though, that maybe he wouldn’t want to fuck me anymore.

“Please, Quin, fuck me!” I begged as I looked into his eyes.

“I don’t think I’m ready for that yet,” he said as he looked down at me. Just then he turned around and reached for his clothes. I thought he was going to start putting them back on, and my heart began to sink a little. However, I saw him go for his wallet and pull something out. When he turned back around, he had a condom in his hand. “I’d rather you fuck me this time.” I was speechless. I didn’t expect this to happen, but I was extremely excited that it was. I had never worn a condom before, so I wasn’t looking forward to that, but I was still about to fuck Quin. My mind raced with excitement.

I ripped open the condom pack and began to roll it over my cock, which was harder than I knew it ever could be. I got down on my knees, turned Quin around, and stuck my tongue into his ass. He moaned as I rimmed him and pulled back from him and spit on his hole so my tongue could get even deeper inside of him. I felt my tongue breach his hole and swirl around his smooth insides. He tasted so good, I had to fight myself to pull my tongue out of his ass. When I did, I gently began to work a finger inside of him.

“Fuck.” I heard him whimper as my finger explored his rectum. “That feels so good.” I took that as a sign to keep pushing his boundaries and inserted another finger inside of him. He continued to moan, and I began to feel him pressing back on my hand. I couldn’t take it any longer, so I stood up.

“Do you think you’re ready?” I asked.

“Fuck yeah! Fuck me- uh- what’s your name again.” I laughed, noticing that on top of not asking for my status, he had also forgotten to ask for my name up until this point.

“It’s Aaron,” I said, smiling as I looked at his long back that was stretched out in front of me. He laughed too.

“Well, nice to meet you, Aaron. Now fuck my ass!” He commanded in a playful tone. I wasn’t one to keep him waiting, so I put the tip of my wrapped cock up against his hole and began to push into him. I heard him wince and moan in pain as I breached his pucker. “Fuck that stings,” He hissed.

“I know, but just breath, trust me. It’ll go away.” I said, stopping so he could get used to the feeling. Before I could begin to push again, just like earlier, I felt him slide into me, taking me deeper into him.

“Fuuuucccckk.” He moaned, now in pleasure rather than pain.

“How does it feel to have a cock all the way inside of you, Quin?”

“Fuck! I love it! Please fuck me, Aaron!” He moaned and squealed. I began to pump his ass with my cock. Fucking with a condom on felt extremely different; I could hardly feel anything at all except for a warm tightness. I kind of hated it, but at the same time, I was too excited that Quin was letting me fuck him to care. I was popping his ass cherry like Jim had taken mine the night before and in the same place too. I stopped moving and allowed Quin to push back and ride my cock for a bit. He seemed to really like it when I did that. I noticed that the shower water was beginning to turn cold, so I reached over and turned the water off. Not ten seconds after I did that, we both heard an audible POP come from between us. The sensation of his ass suddenly seemed different, warmer, and more familiar. I wasn’t sure what had happened, but the way Quin stopped in his tracks seem to show that he did. “Fuck!” He said. He pulled all the way forward and pulled my cock completely out of him. In the dim lighting of the shower building, we both saw the tattered remains of Quin’s condom. “Shit! I knew it was a bad idea to keep it in my wallet, and I did it anyway!” He scolded himself.

“Umm, do you have another one?” I hesitantly asked.

“Nope. I’ve had that one in there for forever.” Quin and I both just kind of stood there for a few seconds after I pulled the tattered remains of the condom off my cock and threw it over towards my clothes. Neither of us said anything. I wasn’t sure what he’d want to do. Quietly, I heard him ask, “Do you- think you have it?” I didn’t have to ask him what he meant by “it.”

“My neighbor, Jim, and his partner, Henry, are both positive and they’ve both fucked me since yesterday. I hadn’t been with anyone until then. They both fucked me bare and dumped their loads in me. But, even if I do have the virus inside me right now, it’d be way too soon for it to be transmittable. That being said, can I ask you something?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Did you like having me inside of you?”

“More than I ever thought I could.”

“If I was transmittable, would that have changed for you?” I asked. He looked away and pondered my question.

“I don’t know.” He said when he couldn’t come up with an answer.

“I think you do. However, it’s such a scary answer that you’re not sure if you can bring yourself to accept it.” He looked away, not sure how to take what I had said.

“Maybe.”

“Now, even though we don’t have any protection, do you REALLY want me to stop?” He looked down at me. “You said you came back because you had to be with me again. Even if I was transmittable, I’m still me, Quin. I still want you, and I think that you still want me. Am I wrong?” He smiled before he leaned down and kissed me. When we pulled away from each other, he looked at me.

“I still want you, Aaron.” He said before kissing me on my forehead. He then turned around and bent over. He looked over his shoulder at me and gave me a sly smile. I smiled back before spitting on my cock.

“Are you ready to take my bare cock, Quin?”

“Fuck yeah, Aaron! Breed me!” He commanded. I pressed my cock against his hole and began to push in. It went in easier than it did the first time, and immediately I felt the difference from having a rubber on. The bumpy yet smooth tissue of his rectum felt like something brand new, even if I had already fucked other men before. This felt magical after using the condom. Quin seemed to notice the difference, too; his moans were nothing but pleasure as he looked back at me and said, “Fuck! Your cock feels so fucking amazing bare, Aaron! Please fuck me! Cum in me!” Hearing Quin beg for me to cum in him somehow turned me on even more than it did when I heard Jim beg me for my load. I began to slowly fuck him. I couldn’t help but moan along with him. I changed the angle of my cock and Quin let out a tiny yip, “Fuck! What was that?!”

“What?”

“I don’t know. It felt REALLY good.”

“I must have hit your prostate. Right… here.” I said as I tried to match the same angle I had before. He yipped again.

“Oh, fuck! Right there! Please fuck me right there, Aaron!” He begged. I looked in between our legs and saw that there was a heavy stream of precum dripping from Quin’s dick every time I seemed to hit his prostate. He grabbed his cock and began to jack it as I picked up the speed of our fucking, trying my best to hit his sweet spot. He practically squealing when I began to fill my balls draw up and tingle.

“Oh, fuck! I think I’m about to shoot, Quin!”

“I think I am too,” he moaned as he continued to jack himself off.

“Are you ready for me to cum inside you? Are you ready to take my DNA, Quin?”

“Fuck, yes! Please breed me, Aaron! Please fill me with your cum!” He begged. That pushed me over the edge, and I slammed into him before unleashing a torrent of cum deep inside this guy who, less than an hour or so ago, I thought, was straight. I only counted four spurts of jizz, but they were strong contractions that coursed their way throughout my entire body. I pushed my cum in deep and collapsed on his back as his moans picked up and he nearly screamed. “I’m cumming, Aaron! Please, fuck me!” I was starting to get sensitive, but I did as he asked and began to pound his hole with my cock, driving my cum deeper into his man-womb. He came with a whimper all over the shower wall in front of us, and I felt his hole contract around my cock. The contraction didn’t make me fully orgasm again, but I did feel him milk a few extra drops out of my balls that I didn’t know I had. I stayed in him a while longer, not wanting to pull out when he slowly pushed off of me, turned around and we kissed and hugged. Since we were now pretty sweaty and sticky, I turned the shower back on, and we both took our time as we washed each other clean.

When we were finished showering, we went to the changing area and got dressed, tucking the tattered remains of the condom into the pocket of my shorts as a souvenir. Quin’s clothes were a bit damp since they were on the floor, but mine were on a bench in the changing area of the shower building. When we walked over there, I noticed that Quin had not only come back just for me but also because I had forgotten all about the reason why I went to his hut in the first place; the sleeping bag was there, neatly folded and well on its way to dry.

“Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you that I dried your sleep bag a little after you left. It’s probably not all the way dry yet, but you should be able to use it comfortably tonight.”

“Damn, you’re just too sweet,” I said as I went over to him and kissed his cheek. Once I was fully dressed, I noticed that Quin was still naked.

“I’m just going to walk back like this. Don’t think I’ll offend anyone that’s here since it’s just you and your neighbors.”

“You could say that again,” I said before jumping behind him and smacking his ass. He yipped and turned to face me.

“Will I see you again while you’re here?” He hesitantly asked. I could read the hope in his eyes as he looked down at me.

“You can count on it,” I said. Quin’s entire face instantly lit up. “Not to mention, since it’s just us here, if you happen to make your rounds near our tent, don’t be afraid to join in on any fun you might find,” I said and winked at him.

“Those guys are fully positive, though, right?”

“Yeah,” I said, mentally wiping the possibility that he’d now actually join Jim, Henry, and me.

“I’d have to think about first.” He said. When he looked down into my face, I think he could sense the despair coming off me in waves because he said, “But, for you, I’ll REALLY think about it.” Just as he had done earlier, I instantly perked up at that. He kissed me deeply, and we both went our separate ways; He heading back towards his ranger hut, and I back to our tent with our now clean, if not a bit damn, sleeping bag.

When I approached our campsite, it was starting to get pretty dark, and I couldn’t see Jim or Henry anywhere. I guessed that they were in the tent, probably post-sex cuddling. I wasn’t sure about the cuddling, but as I approached, I could clearly hear them in the tent. I couldn’t catch what they were saying when I first heard them, but when I got closer, I could clearly hear one of them say the one thing that I would have never expected them to say: “We need to tell him about his father.”

 

To be continued....