===Best Friends, and then some.===
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Chapter 4. A Camp Birthday.
Everything went back to as close to normal as it could be for the following couple of months, our arms healed and we were able to do the things we loved to do again. Jac even started swimming again at my house when we were alone. The only thing I struggled with to begin with was to remember to call Jac, Jaclyn when we were not alone. There were a few times that I slipped up, but as Jac said would likely be the case, nobody really noticed.
It was approaching our fifteenth birthdays, Mum asked us if there was anything we would like to do. Jac and I agreed that we would like to go camping. It was Spring and the weather was great, we already owned a lot of camping gear as we went as a family a few times a year, so, after discussions with Jac's family, it was decided that we would go. Jac's Parents didn't want to come along as they really didn't like sleeping in tents. So, it was decided to go to our private camp that Jac's family had never been to. Jac's younger brother Robert would join us though. He was one year younger than my brother Paul, and they usually got along well, not as well as Jac and I, but, friends nonetheless.
The weekend we picked was the one between our dates, also a Friday public holiday long weekend, so Dad also took the Monday off of work so we had three nights away instead of two.
The night before we were due to go, both Jac and Robert stayed at our house, and the four of us all slept in the rumpus room. This was Jac's parents rule as they didn't want their "Daughter" sleeping in the same room as a boy on their own. This was also the case with the tent arrangement. Jac and I didn't mind, as we were still able to sleep side by side, and once our brothers had fallen asleep, we snuggled up and kissed for a while before going to sleep ourselves.
We were awoken by Mum just after 4am, "Time to wake up sleepy heads. Pack up your beds and get them into the trailer. Then to the kitchen for breakfast." The four of us started moving slowly, "Come on, we need to be on the road by six to beat the traffic."
Jac and I were still pretty close together when we were awoken. As I started lifting my head I could see Paul and Robert whispering to each other and giggling. I nudged Jac, he looked over at them and smiled. I shook my head and got up and started packing my sleeping bag and other bedding, Jac doing the same. I looked across to Paul and Robert, "Stop giggling like little school kids and get your bedding packed."
Paul looked at me, "You're not the boss of me." And poked out his tongue.
"But I am, so hurry up and do it!" I heard Dad's voice boom from the garage. Paul and Robert stopped, and started packing straight away.
We got the four wheel drive and trailer loaded, then went into the kitchen. "Breakfast is still 20 minutes away. Showers, all of you and be quick about it." Jac and I looked at each other and a slight grin formed on his face. Mum must have seen it, "Jaclyn, use mine, Robert, use the main shower. Go on, get to it."
We showered and dressed and met back in the kitchen where Mum had pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast and juice all there waiting for us. Dad came in and sat down. "Ok, eat up, we need to hit the road."
"Aren't we saying Grace?" Robert asked. Dad looked at him, "We always say grace before we eat at home." he continued.
Dad just smirked "Grace, now eat up." Hands went everywhere, getting plates of food, passing them round, then came the silence of eating time interrupted only by the clinking of cutlery on plates.
A couple of minutes went by and I felt a hand on my thigh. I knew it was Jac's hand, but was shocked. As I jumped he pulled his hand away and went back to eating. Thankfully nobody noticed.
We finished eating and quickly cleaned up.
We all got into the four wheel drive, Jac and I in the back row. We had a six hour drive ahead of us so we each wanted space to be comfortable.
The first two hours went quickly, Paul and Robert occasionally looking back at us and giggling, Jac and I just talking about school and other usual stuff. We stopped for Mum and Dad to swap drivers, so we all got out for five minutes to stretch and grab drinks out of the esky.
Once back on the road, Paul and Robert got bored and fell asleep, affording Jac and I some peace without giggling coming from in front of us. Mum and Dad were talking up the front, but I couldn't hear what they were saying over the music and road noise. Jac moved over a little and put his hand on my leg, rubbing slowly. I put my hand on his leg and slowly rubbed up and down a little too. We kept talking about stuff and Jac moved closer. Thankfully there are only 2 seats in the back row, so the seatbelts buckle in side by side, so in the end Jac and I were against each other. Jac was leaning on me by now and his hand was edging closer and closer to my already rock hard dick. His hand literally brushed against my hard shaft covered only by my shorts. My dick jumped, and Jac grinned. He grabbed it through my thin running shorts and stroked it up and down, slowly. It was torture. We hadn't played together in a couple of weeks as we never found time alone, and I hadn't cum in days due to being too busy and too tired when I got to bed. So I was very quickly getting close. I had to stop him before I made a mess that everyone would see when we got out at the next stop. We sort of cuddled in such a way that if Dad looked around he wouldn't see much. Jac would occasionally play with my dick that hadn't gone soft in nearly two hours and was starting to hurt. There was a spot of wetness on my shorts from all the leakage of pre cum, but lucky they were black, so I hope it wouldn't be too easily noticeable.
"Stopping in 5 minutes, in case anyone needs the toilet." Mum called out, looking at me in the mirror.
"That'd be great. " I called out as Jac sat up and moved away before anyone else started looking around.
We pulled into the petrol station and I was hurrying Paul to get out so I could run to the toilet. I was still hard, so I put my hands over my groin and run to the toilet, into a cubicle and slammed the door behind me. I dropped my shorts to my knees and took hold of my rock hard fifteen year old uncut dick, pulled on it five times and sprayed my cum all over the toilet wall. Six hard shots in total making my knees weak and I had to sit down. I looked at the wet spot on my shorts, it was bigger than I thought.
I heard someone walk in, "You sure were in a hurry Mark, did you make it?" It was Dad.
"Just, but I did get a little on my shorts, can you get another pair out of my bag please?"
"How wet are they?"
"Not very, really."
"Just use some toilet paper and dry them off for now, I'm not unpacking the trailer for a pair of shorts, change them when we get to the camp ground."
"Ok, thanks Dad." At least now I had an excuse for the wet spot. The toilet paper soaked up some of the pre cum, then after washing my hands I saw the hand dryer and had a thought. I angled the outlet towards my shorts, the warm air doing a good job of drying off the rest.
I walked out and towards the fourbie, Mum was talking to Jac, Dad was checking over everything and Paul and Robert were chasing each other with sticks. As I got closer, I heard Mum say "Just remember that, okay?" and saw Jac nodding.
"What was that about?"
"She knows what we were doing."
"Really? But how?"
"She said our proximity and my arm movements gave it away."
"Oh crap, what did she say?"
"That we were lucky that your Dad wasn't driving and to be more careful."
"Damn!" I was speechless.
"Yeah, so, how much did you spray?"
"What? Oh, how did you know?
Jac just laughed, "Oh come on."
"Heaps, wish it was on your face again. " I smirked
"So do I!" Jac looked at me with that lust in his eye again.
We had a quick lunch that Mum had prepared before we left. "Ok, everyone back in, or we will never get there." Dad called out.
The last two hours were uneventful, we played a few car games, but that was it. We arrived at the camp site, as per usual we were the only ones there, but it is a half an hour up a beaten old track that you definitely need a four wheel drive to get to.
As we cleared the last ridge, Dad called out "We're here kids!"
I heard an echo of "Wow" come from both Jac and Robert who had never been here before. It was a tiny beachside spot near the mouth of a small river, almost a creek, in a small bay with an island about four or five kilometres off the shore. There was a small telecommunications hut in a fenced off compound and dad said years ago that is was most likely that is the only reason the track even exists to get here. Otherwise it was fairly secluded and in all the years we had been coming here, only twice was anyone else here.
Dad parked in the middle of the clearing and we all got out.
"Mr. B. This place is amazing!" Jac exclaimed. "Why haven't you ever invited us here before?"
Mum chimed in, "Because Dear, usually when we come here, we camp sans clothes."
"Sand clothes? What's that mean Mrs.B?" Robert asked looking at Mum with a strange look on his face.
Mum giggled, "Sans clothes, not sand clothes, Robert. It means without clothes, we camp naked here usually."
"Oh cool!" Robert's eyes lit up and he got all excited.
"But!" Mum jumped in, "This time we will be leaving our clothes on as you and Jaclyn are with us."
"Awe but, camping naked sounds like more fun." Robert sounded crushed.
"It is more fun, when everyone is comfortable together in their own skin." Mum stated.
Paul looked over, "But I wanna get naked Mummy. Can weee, Puleeease!!!" he almost whined.
"Well, maybe just you and Robert, but, make sure you put sunblock on. I don't want two burnt boys complaining." Mum relented. There was a duet of Yay's from Paul and Robert.
"Right, enough of the chit chat, get your tent set up or you four will be sleeping with the bugs." Dad laughed. For the next half hour, the four of us got our tent up whilst Mum and Dad set up the camper trailer and the camp kitchen and eating areas. Our tent was a huge single room ten person tent, giving us lots of room inside. As soon as our tent was up we unloaded our bedding and bags out of the trailer and four wheel drive and set up our beds.
Once done, Paul and Robert quickly stripped off their clothes and shot out of the tent. Paul had recently turned thirteen and Robert was twelve. Just watching them strip I could see that puberty had well and truly started changing Paul, his balls had started getting some size and he had about three and a half inches soft, he like me was uncircumcised. He had a little bit of light blonde hair just above his dick but other than that and the hair on his head, he was perfectly smooth all over. When he turned around he had the cutest little butt cheeks with dimples. He was around the hundred and fifty centimetres tall and a skinny build.
Robert was a little smaller than Paul, but only just. He was a few centimetres shorter, with just a tad more weight around the middle, not a lot though, still slim. Puberty had yet to touch Robert, he still had a little boy cock of around one inch flaccid, and circumcised. It was the 1st time I had seen Robert completely naked, I had seen him in swimmers or action figure undies a lot over the years, but never butt naked. He had a cute little boy butt too.
As they ran laughing towards the water I heard Mum. "Sunblock boys. Now!"
I figured this allowed Jac and I five minutes to ourselves and walked up behind him and took him in my arms, making him jump. He slapped my hands away from his body like you would slap away a bug or spider. "Warn a boy before you do that Marky, damn." He turned around and kissed me, passionately grabbing my dick through my shorts. "Damn, do you ever go soft?
"Yeah, when you are not around, and when I am doing chores." I laughed.
We felt each other up and kissed for a few minutes before I heard Mum asking if we were going to join everyone for a swim. We changed into our swimmers, splashed on some sunblock and headed to the water with our towels.
We all swam and played around until Dad announced he was going to start getting dinner ready, we were having a BBQ and salad, which we were all cheering about. A little after, Mum went to join him.
Not long after, Paul and Robert started their whispering and giggling again whilst playing around.
"Ok, out with it you two. What's so funny?" Jac demanded.
The two boys looked at each other, grinned and in unison stated "Jaclyn loves Mark! Mark loves Jaclyn!" and started giggling louder.
Jac just rolled his eyes. "Yeah, and what if we do?" This started another round of giggling. "Not like the two of you don't love each other too." Jac finished.
This stopped the giggling instantly with a chorus of "No we don't!" Then staring at each other with wide eyes.
This caused Jac and I to start giggling a little, but not for too long.
"Alright you lot, dry off and get ready for dinner!" Mum yelled from the camp kitchen. Jac and I were out first, grabbing our towels, and realising the other two had forgotten theirs. I motioned for Jac to wait. When the boys got out of the water, they realised their hasty dash meant no towels to dry themselves.
They ran past us, and Jac giggled. "Nice butts boys!"
They turned around and pulled faces with their tongues out before whispering to each other, turning back around, bending over and mooning us shouting "Get a better look then!" They both ran off laughing.
I felt a sudden stirring in my pants and rushed to put my towel around my waist to hide any possible evidence. Why did I get stirrings for them two? I mean, yeah, sure their butts were tight, but, it was my brother and Robert. Jac and I started walking towards camp. The smell of the BBQ suddenly hit me and I realised I was hungry.
We ate dinner, Dad made a fire and we all sat around listening to Mum and Dad tell a few stories before we headed towards our tent and bed for the night.
"Right you lot, behave," Mum started "no messing around or staying up all night talking."
"Early rise, camp breakky and a big day tomorrow!" Dad stated, sounding rather enthusiastic.
I zipped up the tent and grabbed the light sitting it beside my bed. "Lights out in fifteen guys." I stated.
They were on their beds talking quietly, so Jac and I did the same.
"How are we going to get some alone time with them two here?" Jac whispered.
"Wait until they are asleep then climb in bed with me." I whispered back.
We continued chatting about stuff we might be doing tomorrow then I said I was turning the light out and time for bed. Paul and Robert grumbled but got in their own beds, Jac got in his and I flicked the switch off.
"Good night Kids!" I heard Dad call out.
There was a chorus of "Good night Dad" from Paul and myself and "Good night Mr. B" from Jac and Robert.
"Good night Kids, sleep well." Came from Mum with a "Good night Mum" and a "Good night Mrs. B" coming from our tent.
I relaxed and thought, fifteen minutes should be long enough. I must have been more tired than I thought as I was startled by being woken up by Jac climbing into my bed.
"What the..." I jumped.
Jac put his hand over my mouth, "Ssshh!"
"Are they asleep?"
"Yes, but not before you were Marky, damn, was your head even on the pillow?" Jac quietly giggled.
His hands were now playing with my body. I grabbed for him and pulled him down into a firm embrace, finding his lips with mine and kissing passionately for several minutes before coming up for air. I was hard, throbbing and could already feel the pre-cum factory starting.
"I need you Marky" Jac whispered with a sense of urgency in his voice. "I need you in me, now!"
Jac moved down, taking my underwear with him before licking the tip of my cock and moaning quietly. He quickly took my throbbing cock into his mouth and I had to cover mine with my hand to stifle the moan that was trying to escape. With my other hand I grabbed a handful of hair and guided Jac up and down slowly, trying to keep the noises as minimal as possible.
As soon as my cock was wet enough, Jac moved back up my body, positioned himself and lowered himself straight down onto my rigid member, his hand already over his own mouth.
After a few moments to settle himself, he started riding me up and down, slowly, but purposefully. His front hole wrapped around my cock so tight, wet and warm, I almost popped there and then. He kept going, up and down, back and forward, then grind a little. I could just make out his figure in the dim light and it was such a turn on. I was just about to start thrusting up into him hard when I remembered we weren't alone. Slow and steady it would have to remain. Jac bent forward and we locked lips again. This was hot, passionate sex between two people clearly in love with each other, muted so as not to gain an unwanted audience.
Jac suddenly whispered in my ear, "I'm going to cum Marky! I'm going to cum with your cock buried inside me! I'm so hot right now! I'm going to..." he put his hand over his mouth and elicited a low moan as his body started shaking, his hole convulsing on my hardness, milking me. I couldn't take any more, I pushed up into him further and shot a massive load, splashing his walls with cum, I pulled out a little then pushed back up, firing another load in, then another. Jac was still shaking as I pulsed another two small loads into his hole before we both slumped, Jac still on top of me.
I thought I heard movement on the other side of the tent, but when I looked over, I saw nothing, just the silhouette of two boys sleeping.
"I love you Marky, thank you."
"I love you too Jac, you're welcome, and thank you too!" I whispered back.
We cuddled and kissed for a few minutes before Jac went back to his own bed before we both fell asleep.
...
"It's so big, are you sure that would fit in my sister?"
"That's what it looked like last night, I swear it."
"What's the dried white stuff on it then?"
I suddenly woke up.
End of Chapter 4.
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