- All Natural & More: October 2024

Franklin Brown, Bill Harries, Conrad McAdam, Roy Hausbauer, and Me. The first three were friends of a kind, united because we shared a secret that would have been dangerous if people in our little town knew. They guessed but none of us had ever come out and said it. Besides, like I told myself, we were only sixteen and I might want to date a girl some day.

Roy was a guy we knew at school who was decent, meaning not hostile. He hung out with us at recess now and then under the canopy of cedars in the northwest corner of campus. I liked him because, not only did he cuss like crazy, he had bright red hair and a cute grin.

Franklin was the adopted son of the town's richest developer. They lived on Brown Mount, which everybody thought was a laugh because it was barely a small hill but it was the highest spot in the area. The big old timbered house was surrounded by deep woods with a lake where kids went to hike and swim. It even had a campground with running water, which we thought was hunky and dory. The Browns were rich compared to the rest of us. They partied a lot even though our county was dry, putting them in a class of their own.

Every few weeks, especially in the summer, Franklin would invite a few guys to camp out. The group always included Bill, Franklin's best friend, and Conrad who we called Conny in private and who liked it very much. There would be one more guy Franklin had the hots for -- a straight guy -- and as the night went on he'd bring out some weed and beer or liquor and start a conversation about girls and blowjobs. Once the right state of highness and hardness was achieved, he'd ask the straight guy to come with him over to a little clearing surrounded by thick blackberry bushes where he'd try his luck, meaning, getting into his pants. More often than not, he succeeded, with the result that we knew a bunch of straight guys who liked getting their dicks sucked as long as nobody found out. Sometimes Bill and Conny would join in, sometimes not. Lots of thorns but the fruit was sweet.

They'd tell me about these experiences and who was hung, who got into it, who just laid there, who said no, etc. It was early August when Franklin asked me to join them that coming weekend, saying he was also going to invite Roy. I immediately said yes.

We got to the campground late Friday afternoon and picked up bottles and cans people had left. Once cleared, Franklin brought out weed along with a bottle of Jack Daniel's. By the time the moon was up, we were totally wasted. Like always, the conversation was turned to sex. Roy told us, pretty proudly, that he jacked off a couple of times a day. Franklin was inspired to say maybe we should all beat off together but Roy wasn't into it. Instead, he stretched out on top of his sleeping bag and just stuck his hand inside his jeans. Franklin said we should strip and we did. The three of us were in tighty-whities. Roy had on boxer-briefs. Red and black stripes. He also had very sexy hairy legs. Franklin and Bill and Conny got up real close around Roy like that scene in Bram Stoker's Dracula where the female vampires take advantage of Keanu Reeves. Didn't work for me and I wandered off.

Not long after, Roy was there. Said the group thing didn't work for him either. Then he surprised me by saying he'd always thought we could be buddies. I'd never thought that but said yeah, me too. He threw an arm over my shoulder and we ended up in the blackberry clearing where Roy skiffed off his shorts and stood there in the moonlight with an admirable boner sticking out of red pubies. Feeling really strange, I shucked mine. He came up to me so that our dicks were touching. He put his hands on my shoulders and motioned me down. It was pretty clear what he wanted so I got to it. He came fast and tasted really, really good. As I stood up he completely shocked me by squatting down and blowing me. I erupted like a volcano and he laughed. See, we are buddies he whispered.

It was like one of my wet dream fantasies. Roy played with my butt. He wanted to cornhole and asked me if I could take it. I just nodded and all of a sudden he was inside me. Damn I was tight! It hurt like hell until he leaned his chest onto my back and wrapped his arms around me. It started to feel good and we came together. Then he shocked me even more, if that was possible, by returning the favor. Damn he was tight! I fought the urge to spurt and actually got in some good thrusts. We made noise, not giving a fuck if the others were listening and ended together again.

The moon was going down as we tiptoed back to the others. They looked questioningly but we didn't say anything so we all went to sleep.

The sunrise was so fucking bright as we picked up our gear and walked back to the big house. We dumped our stuff in Franklin's room and those three went off to get something to eat. Roy and I were laying at opposite ends of the bed, grinning like a couple of jack-o-lanterns. Nothing ever happened between us again but I used those memories for a long, long time.

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