This is fiction, based on memories and wishes. Written by an adult.
Real Vacation Kyle Jarrett Kylej75025@gmail.com
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It was a real vacation, the first time in at least 3 years. Ever since my father had taken a job to serve the administration during the campaign, we haven't done much as a family. We still live here so that I won't have to change schools, so he only comes home on some weekends and we haven't even gone to see him, yet.
I got to go with my best friend and next door neighbor. It was kinda a payback from when he went with us to Disney World years ago. We had also gone with each other to small trips like to the lake or a football game and that kind of stuff. Those were always great but kinda short. This trip was more than two weeks. Out west, National Parks and historical things. No camping out but a lot of hiking. I was joining my friend Bobby, his parents, his sister and her best friend. We really all got along great, we lived in houses next to each other for all of the kids' lives.
Bobby's room faced my room. We were at each other's homes all the time. We would sleep over, eat with each other's families, and pretty much get treated like one of the family. Our clothes even got mixed up, we never really knew who's underwear we were wearing. That is something that would gross out our friends at school but as long as they were clean, it was fine with us. It was real easy for us to sneak out our windows and into the other's. Our windows were just behind the fence and it was easy to hop out, climb up and over the fence between the yards, and jump through the other window. We even got creative, we built a bridge to go from window to window. It was made of junk lumber and a broken playground slide. It got me in trouble when my father was mowing the lawn, opened the gate and walked directly into the bridge. It broke his sunglasses and put a knot on his forehead. I learned a few new words. My father was cool about it and he modified it with a drawbridge type of thing.
With the way we lived, you would think that Bobby and I would have been playing around sexually all those years but other than a few times that I can remember us touching dick heads or bumping butts, there was little of that going on. Even that was more of just playing around. I remember our moms laughing when they saw us sword fighting. All the times we were in the shower or bathtub together, it just wasn't a big deal. Bobby was a year younger than me, which always explained why my wiener was about an inch longer than his, I think that made mine 2 inches long.
Bobby's sister, Amy was a year older than me and her friend Janetta was her same age. There was really only a couple of months between me and Amy but we were in different grades because of the way the birthdays fell. While there wasn't really sexual between us the girls before, they were the only girls I ever saw naked. I know they did it on purpose at least twice. I was kinda amazed by the sight.
Back to the trip; When we first started driving, Bobby and I took the far back seats of the Suburban, the girls were in the middle row. The parents did most of the talking for the first couple hundred miles, making us take out our earbuds so we understood enough to answer their questions. The more things we did, the more places we saw, the more we all talked. And the seating was mixed up. There was a long drive when I was with Amy and I was laughing so much that my belly was really hurting. We were loud, Bobby and Janetta were mostly whispering to each other. When it got quiet for a few miles, I just looked at Amy and thought about how pretty and smart and funny she was. I knew I was going to talk to Bobby that night in bed about that. When we went through a museum that day, Amy held onto my hand or I had my arm around her waist. I liked the way my thumb fit into her beltloop.
And while, I was getting boners all the time, this was the first time I boned up and knew there was a reason for it. My fantasy at the time was not about doing things with her, but it was about how I would jack off while thinking about her. Jacking off was almost impossible so far on the trip. Just no privacy.
We also looked around in a store near the museum. It had a lot of western wear and I loved a belt buckle they had for sale. Western style, beautiful black stone with shimmering specs deep inside. I really wanted it. Then Amy, and even Janetta talked me out of it. I reluctantly didn't buy it and I also felt bad that the girls talked me out of something that I wanted. Well, that feeling didn't last too long. The ice cream and jerky we got at the next door made me almost forget about it.
That night, we were walking back from dinner, Amy was leaning on me and I was loving that feeling. Janetta and Bobby diverted to the game room at the hotel and although I was ready to play pool or video games, Amy said she wanted to show me something. We got into her room and she pulled a paper bag from her suitcase. I recognized the store as the Western Wear store with the buckle. I opened it and was smiling immediately. She got me the buckle. It was going to be my birthday present that was in two days. It was in a nice box that made it look even more special. I could feel my cheeks stretching from the way I was smiling. And we were laughing about how much I wanted it and how much they tried to keep me from buying it. And how they got Bobby to buy it when the girls distracted me. I to tried to tell Amy just how much I really appreciated it and loved that she did it for me.
Then she took it from my hand and told me she wanted to put it on my belt. As she is unbuckling my belt, I am completely aware of the bump in my Wranglers just below my belt. My boner was hurting, it was in a bind and wanting to get out but at the least, it needed some adjustment. I was worried about what she would think if she saw the bump. I was also hoping that maybe she could hit it accidentally enough to get it out of the bind. I don't know if I had ever been so aware of my boner in my life.
I know I was breathing weird as I watched Amy take the old buckle off my belt. Then instead of putting the new buckle on, she undid my pants button and slowly pulled my zipper down. She looked up at my face, she was biting her lower lip and had a funny but devilish look on her face. I was breathing hard. My boner pressed my underwear out and you could even see my pubes. I started to mumble, saying words that really didn't make any sense. I couldn't figure out what to say. My words turned into a scream when Amy slid her hand down my underwear and got a handful of boner. I'm not a screamer but I let loose right then. Nobody had ever grabbed me there and it felt fantastic. My jeans fell to my knees, she pulled the front of my underwear down, and I she asked me if it felt good. I tried to say something like "yea but keep doing it". It came out sounding more like "Yabba Dabba Do"! I know I would never live that down.
Then she got my balls. I never realized that playing with them could ever feel that good. Both of her hands were playing with my junk. She squeezed my dick, pulled on my pubes, separated my balls, bounced them up and down. She was driving me crazy when she was petting my dickhead with a finger. She asked me if I was "doing that on purpose", meaning making my dick bounce up and down. I told her it was doing it on its own.
And she told me that I smelled so good down there. I could smell myself. I was pretty musky. I was sweaty and I had been leaking precum for days. I didn't even know about precum before that trip. I thought she was teasing about me smelling good but she put her face down near my dick and kept sniffing. She was serious.
Then I got the feeling. I could feel a cum building up. And I wasn't going to be able to do anything about it. I tried to warn her; "Amy, Amy, Am, A, A, Ah, AH, AHH, AHHHHHHH" I started blasting away. Rope after rope squirted out. It went all over my shirt, the last went over her hand. She knew nothing about how boys' dicks get extremely sensitive after cuming and she kept squeezing and twisting. And she was apologizing for making me do it. But she started being very proud of herself for being able to do that.
We were laying on her bed and she wipe it up with her sheets. Something that she later admitted was a great thing as she smelled it all night long.
When we got it back together, we went back to the rest of the people. They were all admiring my buckle and the wet cum stains on my shirt were visible and I know they had to be smelling it. Bobby even gave me a look like he knew what happened.
That is when sex started to mean something. It was more than jacking off each morning after waking up.
That night, as Bobby and I shared the bed, I kept thinking about it. My dick didn't feel like it fit in my underwear, it felt long even when limp. And I kept sneaking touches. I thought that was weird. Both Bobby and I would grab, scratch, hold our junk when together like it was nothing. When we were both just in underwear, usually both of us would have a hand on our junk. Now, it made me a little uncomfortable to do it.
Bobby was talking about him and Janetta. I really felt like he was saying things to get to me. Like sexy things, talking about seeing Janetta's tits under her shirt, and how she sat on his lap/dick when we rode a shuttle in the park. I could feel the top sheet moving and tickling my leg a little. There was just enough light coming through the curtains that I could see Bobby playing with himself. Not enough to be jacking off but then I thought maybe he didn't have to be as fast and hard as I did when jacking. I slid my hand in my underwear and was starting to stroke. I decided I was going to do it, and see what happens with Bobby. And as I did, Bobby rolled over on his side to face me. We had a thing from early on, that when we told secrets or intimate things, that we did it in bed with our faces as close as could be. We hadn't done that in a while but he wanted to hear if anything happened with his sister.
He and I had never really talked about sex. It just never came up much, a little more lately and most of that was admitting we get boners. But there wasn't much that we ever kept secret from each other. When he asked me what went on his Amy, I had to tell. I didn't tell everything, or at least I didn't get into details. He did say "Wow!" when I said that I shot sperm but instead of asking more about that, he asked me if I kissed her. I told him a little more and then it got quiet. Just before we fell asleep, Bobby tells me that he could tell I cumed.
Later on, I woke up, I could feel the bed moving as Bobby was moving. He was sharing my pillow, I was breathing his exhale. I didn't mind. I stuck out my tongue and licked his lips which made him moan a little and lick his own lips. I fell back asleep but woke up suddenly again just a little while later. I had to rearrange my boner, it was in a bind in my underwear. I was drifting off to sleep again when I felt Bobby's fingers touching my boner. He very gently rubbed the head of my dick and felt along the underside to my balls. I acted like I was asleep the whole time. When Bobby put a finger inside my underwear and I felt skin on skin, my whole body jumped. He pulled his finger out and just stayed still. I waited for him to put it back in but he never did and I fell asleep until morning. I don't think Bobby had ever tried that before.
The next day was calm. Amy stayed close to me. She snuck a kiss in on my cheek when we sat down to breakfast. I was smart enough to return it and kept squeezing her hand under the table. She told me that I really smelled good. I had just gotten out of the shower, and even jacked off. I didn't care that morning if Bobby caught me. I think she was just smelling the clean me, with shampoo and soap. That day was going to be all driving. We were getting away from the parks and tourist stuff to go to a relative of theirs, I'm still not sure how they were connected. He lived in a cabin, one heck of a cabin!, in the woods. I think the cabin that the kids stayed in was the original cabin and the adults stayed in the new main house. It was a boring trip. It wasn't long before we were swimming in the pond. We stayed in our swim suits as we ate dinner and it wasn't long before we were back in the water. I was just enjoying the water and the fun. Now, I think all the other 3 had other motives to start with.
It wasn't too long before there was the removal of the girls' tops. I thought it was just a little quick joke but they came off! From where I was in the water, I was facing Janetta and I was looking directly at her tits as she slid her top off. I never realized how big her tits were, they were `full sized' as I told Bobby later that night. And she had the most amazing nipples. The nipples were huge, the dark ring looked like the size of a packaged donut. The nipple itself stuck out at least ¾ of an inch. It looked like the size of Bobby's little wiener when he was a kid. Even with Janetta's dark skin, she was less tan under where her suit would be. Not only did I have an urge to grab and squeeze, I really wanted to get my mouth on them.
Then Amy put a hand on my neck and turned me around to look at her. OH MY! Real tits! I knew they existed, I had been close, I had even slept on them the other day. But now, bare naked tits. Not huge, but it didn't matter, they were bare naked tits. I put my hands on her hips and she pulled them around her as she pressed her body against mine. Her bare tits were pressing against my chest and the thought in my head was it felt like falling into a huge vat of chocolate pudding. It felt so soft and warm even though the water was cool. Her nipples would hit my little nipples and both of us would jump. She was making sweet little noises and more when I squeezed her tight to me. I could feel her pussy press against my boner and she moaned at that. I was really getting into it. I opened my eyes and I was looking at Bobby just a few feet away and he was in the same position with Janetta. Somehow, that stopped and all of a sudden, the girls are on our shoulders and we are chicken fighting.
We had done that dozens of times through the years. It was either Bobby or Amy on my shoulders most of the time. And Bobby would have Janetta or another girl on his shoulders. But I never realized until then that I could feel a pussy on my neck! That was distracting and also made some of the chicken fighting more exciting.
The talk got to be about how when we were little kids, that the four of us did the chicken fighting naked. I remember doing that but mostly because of the coolness on my balls. It was also some of times that I saw the girls naked. Talking about it led to doing it. We didn't start the chicken fighting again right away, we just floated around naked for a little bit. All sorts of hands, knees and feet somehow accidently brushed against my boner. I loved every touch. Somehow, my hands touched butts, smooth soft butts.
All the talk in school was about how all girls trim their pubes. Sometimes really short, sometimes making designs, but always trimmed. That wasn't true. Both girls had bushes that made mine looked really skimpy. Big and dark and thick. I was staring at Janetta's as she slid sideways on Bobby's shoulders and Amy's pube scratched my neck. I also shivered when I felt pussy lips press against my neck.
Bobby wasn't doing a good job as being a bottom and we swapped. I got Bobby on my shoulders and Janetta crawled on top of Amy. What followed was the closest I've ever been to fucking. Bobby's dick and balls were all over my neck and shoulders, and even against my face as he was being pulled off. And Amy got close as she could to me. She knew she could defeat me by rubbing her body on my boner. Then when she went to grabbing but dick, I would go down without being able to fight.
Everything quieted down and we were floating around. We all came together and formed a little circle. Floats kept us above water. My dick was feeling a lot of flesh. And there were several hands fondling my dick and balls. Janetta told Bobby that I was bigger but he was harder. Oh, and I also learned that a girl's butthole is off limits. Who knew!
It was also a night that I cumed at the hand of somebody else. Amy and I floated free and she played with my boner. I can't say that she jacked me off, she never did stroke me. Twisting my boner, squeezing it, etc. she did learn to quit bending it. It did feel good to squirt in the water. I know its supposed to look cool too but it was too dark.
We eventually got out of the water and stood their shivering without towels. Amy helped my hands explore all over her body. I definitely found out about female parts. The one thing I knew was not to keep twisting nipples like they were knobs. I did for a while but went to other things.
We went to bed together. Completely naked, we didn't even pick up our suits from the dock. Bobby and Janetta slept together naked on the couch between the two bedrooms. I was almost awake when I heard Bobby's mom yelling at us to come to breakfast. I wrapped a towel around me and went out and yelled back.
As we got moving, the girls had covered up. Bobby walked around naked, and boned up. I was trying to hide my boner but when it was just the two of us, I let it show. He was really enjoying looking at me. And I thought he had a nice hard looking boner. I had seen it all my life, just never thought about it.
Oh, we still couldn't jack off next to each other but we talked about how hard it was to pee with a boner. Standing on the dock and letting our boners go free, the pee started. We both said it would be good to be able to do that everyday. But he also said he still liked to jack off. That got me by surprise but I smiled and had to agree.
After breakfast, most of the rest of the day, Bobby's mom joined the relatives and went shopping. His father hung around with us. We all did a little fishing right where we had been swimming. And Bobby whispered to me that one fish we caught was eating my cum the night before. We caught enough fish to feed everybody and when everybody got back, we cooked them up right by our cabin. We were in and out of the water. We all ate the fish, and huge amounts of watermelon and ice cream. Thankfully, no s'mores. Those are evil things. Then the adults sat around the deck, the men smoked cigars, the women bitched about the cigars. And both Bobby and I fell asleep on the deck. I thought that his father was going to carry us to bed. I would have died of embarrassment if he had. Bobby and I went to bed fairly early, I needed to sleep. I woke up when I felt Bobby come back to bed and I heard the toilet flush. And Bobby did a little feeling of my dick through my swimsuit. He could have done a lot more before I stopped him.
We woke up with the sun. The watermelon really flushed me out and I was feeling great. We jumped into the water and it was so cold but felt great. We laid on the deck, the sun was warming us up. I could actually see the shadow of our dick bulges. We stayed in just our swimsuits for breakfast as Amy went back and forth of leaning on her father's should and mine as she was barely awake through breakfast. She did play with my nipple a few times. It made me jump and giggle.
Back on the road and Bobby and I stayed in our swimsuits. I had shirt on but even buttoned it. With as much as I was feeling my balls and dick, it was great to feel nothing but the little net inside my swim suit. Bobby and I ended up in the back seat. We did more whispering than before. He kept asking me if I had fucked his sister, and he was quick to make it clear that he and Janetta had not fucked. But he left cum stains on the couch in the cabin. It wasn't a long drive and we did some good hiking when we got to the next trail. I felt weird in my good hiking boots and my swim suit. There wasn't even a pool anywhere around. The sleeping arrangements that night were disappointing. The cabin had two bedrooms, you had to walk through the master bedroom to get to the girls' room. Bobby and I were sleeping on the netted porch in hammocks! He kept saying he felt like balls in scrotum and we hung there. We did do more talking about balls, and cum, and boners, and tits, and more boners. And it was a lot of references to my boner.
This park was supposed to be a big part of our trip. We had a cabin in the park in a prime location. We could spend the days enjoying it all and not having to drive. Part of that was good. It was a long walk just to get food. It didn't help getting back to the Suburban. It was a long way and then we moved to the next parking lot, if there was a spot, and then a long walk to food. A lot of the day was walking back and forth to food. And not to be gross but both Bobby and I needed the bathroom a lot! And it was a terrible bathroom. My hips touched the walk when sitting on the toilet. I couldn't have jacked off on the toilet if I had wanted, oh, and I wanted. Bobby's father said he had to get out of the shower to turn around. But it was fun. But we didn't do anything with the girls. Bobby and I talked. I know I got him horny. I know he was jacking off in the hammock.
The next part of the trip was at a state park. They had a lodge or little hotel. The rooms were small and cute. Each room had a pretty small bed, pretty tight for two people. The day started out with hiking around and climbing to the top of a mountain. At the top of the mountain there was a building with restrooms. It was strange. No roof on either side. The women's side had two toilet, the men's and a urinal and a toilet but the urinal was so close to the toilet that you could have gotten splashed if another boy was peeing. It didn't take much too hop the wall and look down on the other side. First time I ever saw a girl pee! While they can't stand and pee, they also don't sit and pee, they hover. They hover and pee.
We were worried about other people walking up on us so we didn't get too wild. We could have been completely naked and running around, nobody came up there with us. Amy and I walked to the other side of a big tree. We could see a long way and a huge valley below us. I was pointing to things and talking about it and then she told me to shut up and kiss her. She turned to me, leaned her head back and opened her mouth. I went from mom kissing, skipped the lip to lip kissing and went right to French kissing. I kept my tongue back just a little but when I felt her tongue in my mouth, the twisting began. I think I did great. I sure enjoyed it. Our tongues twisted around, she sucked on mine, I think I touched her tonsils several times. I figured out how to breathe. And we kept going and going. My face and neck were getting soaking wet. I was grinding my dick on her, I think just her hip. Everytime we broke loose, she would be smiling and wanting more. It felt great. I really wanted to be naked and kissing but this was great. We had to lean on the tree to keep out balance and we about wore out my lips.
She backed me off and took some deep breaths. She asked me if I liked it and her hand went right to my boner. And she said " I would say the man does enjoy it!" She got serious about playing with my dick and balls. I undid my belt and loosened my pants and her hand went down. She felt precum and asked if I had cum already. I had to tell her about precum. I was grabbing and squeezing her butt as she was playing with me. After a while, I told her not to make me cum in my pants. She then grabbed my pants and pulled them down. My boner was bouncing up and down as I was exposed. She told me how good I looked and how nice my dick was. I wanted to get her to stroke me, I was that close to cuming and needed to cum. When she got rubbing underneath my balls, she knew she was doing something right and I moaned and grabbed her butt so tight and then shot into the air. It impressed her as she was oohing and aahing like she was watching fireworks. It was a big cum on a rock when I looked. I was impressed with myself.
I made her stop playing with my super sensitive dick. She started grabbing my butt and playing with him like I was doing to hers. I felt the cool air hit my hole. I felt a little vulnerable when she was doing that.
I needed water. When I got my pants back up, I noticed that her pants were wet right over her pussy. I wondered if it was from me squirting on her. I think it was all her.
We found the other two. Janetta was holding her shirt and bra and her big black tits were showing. Her nipples were really sticking out. I know she was bragging about getting her tits played with. Bobby was wiping his mouth and smiling.
We ate sat out watching the stars. Bobby and I went to our room and squeezed into bed. My hand was on his smooth butt, I wasn't moving it, but it was a good place to put it. I think he was asleep when I heard a knock at the door. I jumped up and answered and it was Janetta. She told me to go down to their room. I was just in underwear and when I stepped out, she shut the door behind me. I went past the parents room and I found the girls' door was open a little. Amy made a little whoooo sound when she saw me in just underwear. But when she flipped the sheet up and my eyes went right to her bushy pussy, I made an "Oh Shit!" sound. My underwear flew off between the door and the bed. And I felt that great feeling of being pressed up against a naked girl.
We started playing around and kissing and all that good stuff. I stopped and asked her if I could show her something. She immediately said "I don't want to suck your dick yet." That really caught me by surprised. I liked it when I did it to myself but never thought about her doing it, well, I had actually. It took me a moment to get back on track. I took her hand, made it wrap around my boner, and made it start stroking. She instantly understood and got going. She could tell I was really enjoying it. And she kept saying things like "Does my baby love this?" or "Does that feel good?" She said other things to make me feel good about my dick. Just as she said "I want to see my man cum", I started! Straight up in the air, landing on my belly and legs. I wanted to make her stop stroking me but I made it through the sensitive part and after awhile, she made me cum again. My legs and head went up in the air as I was shooting. I had to grab her hand to make her stop. She asked if I wanted to go for another. My mouth was so dry I could only shake my head.
The first time I cumed, she didn't want to touch it. Now, she was playing with it. Running her fingers through it. Making designs on my belly and chest. Rubbing it on my nipples. Cleaning the last drip from my pee hole. We kissed for a while and then she put her head on my shoulder and we fell asleep. I'm not sure how long I was there when Janetta was banging on the door. I got up to let her in. She smiled and looked down and touched my balls. And immediately pushed me out the door and told me to hurry back to my room. Well! I was going to have to hurry, I didn't even have underwear on.
I got back in my room and Bobby was on the bed and stroking. I laughed a little bit and went to pee and get water. I got back in bed and he asked me if I cumed, but then he said he could smell it. He said he had to cum, he didn't get to with Janetta. She wanted to get off and made Bobby do it to her. That story had to wait. Bobby told me he was going to jack off and cum unless I wanted to do it for him. I thought that would be a nice thing to do. I thought I would be happy to just grab his dick. When I did, was surprised just how rock hard it was. Sweet smooth skin covering it but it was like an iron rod underneath. I'm not great about jacking if its not me so I got him in front of me. My dick fit into his butt crack. And I reached around and jacked him. I really felt happy. Some of it was how good physically it felt to me but also it was making Bobby feel good. He lasted way too short. He shot several short ropes of cum. I loved feeling it shoot out. I also became very gentle after he shot and we fell asleep. In the morning, I realized that I had cum all over my belly and chest and he had cum on his front as well. Our room really smelled. Not only cum but a lot like butt. I opened the window in the room and the one in the bathroom.
Bobby was smiling when he woke up. I was on the toilet as he walked in. He did what we had done many times as kids, stood in front of me and peed between my legs, or tried to. We went right to the shower. We were soaping up when he asked if I needed payback. He said he would like to do it. He was very good at his stroke. He stood behind me and I could feel his boner hitting my hole. I thought it was going to go in. Or at least hoping it would. I lasted a little longer than normal but shot out a nice amount of cum. I didn't move for a minute and then Bobby started shampooing my hair. That is amazing good feeling. After rinsing it out, I had to jack him off. I did more playing with his balls than I do when I jack myself. I could clearly see his ropes of cum shoot out.
I loved it when I shampooed his hair.
We drove all the way home that day.