Boondocking: Sometimes referred to as "dry camping." Boondocking is any time you camp in your RV without water, sewer, or electrical connections.
Well, that's what I'd been doing the last several months. I had bought a retired Ambulance and had converted it into a stealth camper. I went the full nine yards to make it self contained.
I had a complete Lithium battery system, a propane generator, six hundred watts of solar on the wide, square, flat roof, I had a hundred gallon fresh water tank, and a forty gallon gray. But no Black tank. Why? Well because I installed an incinerating toilet instead of a messy cassette or or standard toilet.
I was loaded and set for a good three or four months, and could pretty much refill water anywhere and there was o shortage of grocery stores just a few miles down any road near any gas station.
Cruising through the Tahoe National Forest, I found a turnout that backed on to a beautiful stretch of forest. I backed my rig in behind a small stand of trees at the far end of the turnout and setup for the night.
There were about half a dozen cars in the turnout. Some I could tell were boondockers. It was kind of obvious when you had a 1980's station wagon with the windows covered up. Not very stealthy. But to each their own.
It was still about three hours til sunset, and the little Ma & Pa grub shack across the road looked inviting, so I thought I'd go check out the local cuisine.
What I came up to, was a quaint little red barn style restaurant with an outdoor patio dining area and a small pond with all manner of exotic fish swimming around. It must have been heated, because the temperature at night would get too cold for these types of fish.
I opted to eat outdoors. So I took an empty table near the pond, and scanned the menu. A cute young gal in her twenties bounced over with an adorable smile on her face to take my order.
Not being all that concerned about calories, carbs and other bad things, for one night, I ordered the Chicken Fried Steak and eggs with loaded potato skins and a cup of coffee.
My server accepted the order with a smile and bounced away with a cheery, "Comin' right up darlin'." First to arrive was a large carafe of coffee, a large mug and a bowl of creamers and one of sweeteners.
When the food arrived, I ate in silence and just listened to the bland conversations of the other patrons. The food and service were excellent and I made sure to tip my server appropriately. Then I vanished across the highway and slipped into my rig.
I opened up a side door and put up an awning so I could sit and read for a while. When a couple of guys, that I had seen at the restaurant came walking up to my place and gave a friendly wave.
"How ya doing?" The taller one that looked like he was about to Hulk out of his shirt said. "I'm Tim, and this is Justin." he continued, jerking a thumb to his right at his partner.
Justin was a bit smaller, but still fit and the definition was evident through his tight under armor shirt. "We're in the Class A, across the road." He said, gesturing to the American Coach with the "Oh my GAWD!" Paint job, in the parking lot of the restaurant.
"Pleasure to meet you." I said. "I'm Chuck." And got up to pull a couple of folding chairs out of my side compartment. "Have a seat."
For a while we chatted about places we've been and places we were headed. Tim mentioned he'd noticed my rig, and wondered about the setup. I gave him a tour Justin also convinced Tim after a short argument over cost, to get rid of their toilet and black tank for an incinerator unit. Score one for my team.
After the tour Justin shook my hand and thanked me for the hospitality. When he shook my hand, his other ran up the length of my arm. I could see him looking at me, judging my reaction.
It clicked then. These two weren't just traveling together, they were a couple. Apparently they were looking for a third for the evening and I was the one, if I proved amenable.
I covered the hand that was half way up my arm with my other hand and lifted it. I placed it on my hip and said. "Why don't we take a walk?" and I smiled. "Check out the forest, it is so beautiful." Tim and Justin just smiled at each other.
Justin headed toward the path leading into the stand of trees at the back of the turnout. Tim put a huge arm around my waist and pulled me close. "I'm glad you accepted." he said with a grin.
I felt my jeans get a little tighter at that. I'm no Abercrombe and Fitch Model, by any means. These two were obviously fitness trainers or some such thing. But right now it didn't matter. Right now my cock was beginning to throb with anticipation.
Justin dropped back a little and moved closed to my right side, while Tim was on my left. "It's a beautiful night." he said in a matter of fact tone. Then he leaned close, and kissed my cheek.
Instead of moving away, I turned my head on instinct and met his lips straight on.
"That was a quick move." Tim laughed. That was when the shock wore off and Justin shoved his tongue into my mouth. "Hold off on that." Tim prodded. "We still have a way to go. That can wait." and with his arm still around my waist we moved forward again.
Th trees got denser and the path became nothing more than a deer path after a while. We'd been walking for about twenty minutes when we came across a small clearing.
When I say small, I mean a patch of ground that was devoid of trees, but if you stood in the center you could spit of a few dozen trees in any direction.
Here, Tim released me and he and Justin began to disrobe. For just a minute, I stood watching as they exposed their bodies. Then I quickly got out of my old Jeans and Tee.
Justin had a swimmers body. He just looked like his body would skim through water like he was born to it. And hanging between his thighs, his cock was a good six inches long while flaccid. His foreskin was still intact, except it didn't look like to covered his glans fully.
Tim, on the other hand. What can I say. Have you ever seen the first Terminator movie, when Arnold walked through the bar naked? Well, not quite that huge, but you get the picture.
On the other hand, his manhood seemed to be about seven or eight inches long, hanging flaccid. However it was very thick, and he was fully circumcised. It twitched slightly in the breeze and the head throbbed once.
