It had been a few weeks since the lake, and we hadn't spoken about what happened. I kept thinking about it though, and I wondered if he was thinking about me too. The thought of servicing him... I don't understand why I am so turned on by his age. I normally felt masculine... but when I see him, I just want to be his submissive little cocksucker. I think that sometimes I overcompensate when I'm around him to try and not give away how I'm feeling.
Two weeks...two entire weeks and nothing had changed between us. I was beginning to lean into my feelings, no longer attempting to drive the thoughts I had about Bryce out of my head. I tried to avoid him the first few days when we got back to work, mostly because I felt embarrassed. But I wasn't ashamed of him watching me fuck that girl...I was ashamed because of the way that I felt about him watching me. Knowing that he was getting off staring at us had made me so hard, and the proceeding orgasm was one of the strongest I had ever had. I couldn't keep thinking about it, imagining it. I had to have it.
I knew that we had to spend some more time together, but just the two of us. Sure, we would go out and get some drinks sometimes but there were always so many people. I didn't feel like I had any emotional attraction to Bryce which made the whole scenario even more confusing for me. I liked working, talking, and hanging out with Bryce. I didn't want to be with him though. I didn't feel like I wanted to kiss him, to cuddle him until dawn like I have with some girls. There was our friendship...and then there was a deep lust that ached inside of me. I still can't explain it.
Our latest job had us working about 45 minutes out of town in a small rural area. I started to think about how the two of us could spend time alone together. I wondered if we were out somewhere private where I could make a move on him, would he reciprocate? Does he want me too? Suddenly a thought popped into my head. I remembered seeing a sign the previous day for a campsite that was just up the road from where we were working. It would be much closer to the job than to come from town. I know that Bryce likes to go camping, so I figured that it could be the perfect opportunity to have some fun together.
As we were finishing up with lunch I walked up to Bryce and mentioned that there was a campsite just up the road that I was planning on staying at for the next few days.
"If you want to join, we won't have to get up nearly as early for work and we will be right on the river." I said, "I'll have enough for breakfast for the two of us if that's any incentive."
Bryce grinned at me, strikingly handsome with his high cheek bones and light wrinkles around the eyes. A single eyebrow raised in amusement. He scratched the back of his head, considering my offer.
"Yeah, that could work. I've got a tent I can bring and some camping gear. When were you thinking of going?" he asked, with a curious expression.
I told him that I'm planning to stay there the next night and for the rest of the week.
"Sounds good. I'm in," Bryce replies with a grin. "I'll bring some food too. We should be good for at least a few days."
After work I began to prepare for the coming days. When the thought of camping with Bryce crossed my mind, I felt a nervous excitement begin to build in my stomach. Butterflies fluttered nervously in my abdomen as I started to imagine all the possibilities of what could happen in the seclusion of the wilderness. Will I get to go down on him? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of apprehension and anticipation. I couldn't wait to see what the next night held in store for us.
After we finished up the next day we headed to the campsite, about 3 miles from where we were working. The camp is right next to a small river and we found a spot that had a trail down to the water's edge. After getting set up, I grabbed us each a beer and we went down to the river to relax for a minute. I felt my nervousness rising as I thought about how I would initiate things with Bryce. He ended up making it easy on me when he said:
"What do I say we grab a few more beers and head for a drive up into the woods? I know some spots with a killer view and we might catch the sunset."
Was he really talking about the sunset right now? I thought to myself, then said: "I think that's a great idea, let's hop in your truck then. I'll grab the beer."
We drove up the mountain road until we were high up, deep in a forest of tall green trees that carried to the horizon. It looks like we would indeed get a good view of the sunset, as I could barely make out the ocean in the distance. I leaned my seat back and reached for a beer, when I saw something setting in the back seat. Pornos! After handing him a beer I sat up, the magazines in my hand. He laughed and said that you have to bring some sort of entertainment with you when one going camping. There were 3 magazines in total, regular stuff but I froze when I saw the last one. It was all she-males.