Chapter 3: The Adventure Continues
After leaving the tent, we went to Scott's house for breakfast. His younger brother and sister were there and his mom had indicated that we needed to watch out for them during the day, as she was going shopping. This sucked, because I had other plans. After breakfast, Scott went to the bathroom to shower. I then talked his mom into taking the younger kids with her, explaining that I had several lawns to mow and that Scott was planning on helping me. She left, taking them too!
Scott came out of the shower wearing only a towel and sporting a major hard-on. He grinned at me "So, how'd you get her to take them?"
I explained it to him, and then went into the bathroom for my shower. I left the door unlocked and slightly open, hoping that he might take a peak inside. I quickly stripped out of my shorts, t-shirt and underwear and then brushed my teeth, used the bathroom, all the standard things...all the while hoping he would see me naked in the light. After finishing all the necessities, I climbed into the shower and began to soap up. They had a clear glass door shower and from the crack in the door, I could see Scott staring in. I was hard as a rock, so I thought `why not'. I grabbed my soapy cock and started jerking off, watching for his reaction out of the corner of my eye.
His eye that was peaking in grew larger, kinda like he was surprised and trying to get a better look. I was extremely hard and kept pounding my cock. I could feel that I wasn't going to last much longer, when he suddenly came into the bathroom! I instantly dropped my cock and froze.
"Don't stop on my account," he exclaimed, "I did the same thing! My dick was hurting for relief! I just came in to pee, you know how it is, couldn't wait!" He then turned his back towards me and started to pee. I could see him clearly in the mirror, his cock shooting a steady stream of clear piss.
Then a thought came to me, "So you didn't want to do it at the same time again I see, since you went ahead and jerked off already."
This caught him by surprise, his pee stream stopped instantly, "well, I, huh, I mean, No! I did want to do it together, but we weren't both in here at the same time...and besides, that would be hard to explain with my mom here!" He stammered, trying to put his drained cock back inside his cutoffs.
I had him! "So, what's your excuse now? Oh yea, I forgot, you already did it, so you can't do it again for a while." I was grinning as he turned and stared at my naked body, cock still sticking straight out, pointing in his direction.
He seemed to swallow hard, then said, "well, go on and finish and then we'll find a new place to do it together later."
"Are you going to stand there and watch me?" I barked.
He smiled, "I thought I might, unless you don't want me to," he added with the smile fading.
"Nah, it's okay." I replied, grasping my cock and beginning my stroking again. I then added, "it's really not fair though, you get to see me naked and I don't get to see you that way, maybe you should go," and I stopped stroking, hoping that he wouldn't want to leave.
He didn't leave! Instead, he grinned from ear to ear, pulled off his shirt and dropped the cutoffs and underwear to the floor. Smiling, "Is this better?" His cock twitched, but didn't harden up all the way.
My cock grew even harder as I studied every curve of cock and balls, which were hanging softly about an inch below his cock. He had more hair above his cock than I did, but not much more. I didn't realize that I had been staring for as long as I had been, so I was caught of guard by his next comment which he sarcastically stated, "Well, are you going to stare at mine until the hot water runs out or are you going to shoot-off?"
I grinned and grabbed my aching cock. He watched my cock sliding within my hand, and I thought that I saw him actually lick his lips. After about three minutes of steady stroking, my cock began to twitch and my wad shot of all over the glass door! I continued to shoot, with six or seven shots coating the door. Scott was smiling with approval as I shook the last few drops of cum from my cock, adding it to the steady stream sliding down the door.
"Wow! That was a lot of cum! I didn't shoot anywhere near that much! Good thing this door was between us or you would have soaked me!" He was still smiling.
"No kidding! You'd have to take another shower!" I smiled, "I'll finish up and we can head out of here." I turned around to rinse and then finished showering.
"Okay, I'll find us a backpack and get some snacks and shit for our trip," he said as he picked up his clothes, except for his underwear, and walked out of the bathroom naked!
It was my first chance to get a good view of his perfectly white ass, which met with deeply tanned back and legs! I could have shot another load. I got out, dried off and dressed in only my shorts, no underwear. I thought it might be fun to have to clean up our cum later...without any underwear.
When I walked out of the bathroom, Scott was coming down the hall, still naked!
I guess he saw the shocked look on my face. "What the hell, no ones' home," he said as he turned into his room and pulled out a new t-shirt, slipping it on. I continued to watch, loving the view of his shining white ass bending over; I could easily see his hairless balls hanging below his butt. He then stopped with his shorts half way up, his back still to me and said, "Do you think this makes us fags? I mean, jerking off together, watching each other cum, and being naked and especially me cleaning up both of our cum shots last night, accidentally putting my underwear back on. It sorta sounds faggy. What do you think?"
I was a little surprised that he said it, but I had been wondering it too. He then pulled his shorts on up, turning to look at me. He didn't have a smile, but he did have a look of desire or something like it on his mind.
I thought for a second, and then answered, "I don't think so. I mean, we both like girls, we both jerk off to nudie books of girls. And besides, if something feels good, shouldn't you do it. We haven't like been doing anything that we weren't already doing."
He seemed to ponder the statement for a minute then, nodding his head, said, "You're right. It's not like we only get off with being naked with each other, even last night we were checking out a girl getting fucked." He shook his head adding, "Come on, and let's get out of here. I got some cool shit in the back pack!" He was smiling again as we headed towards the door.
As we walked out, I wondered if he would still be as open sexually as he had been before. I still wanted to feel him touch my cock again, only this time, without the underwear there.
Chapter 4: Finding the Cave
We had wondered around for about an hour, looking for a new `clubhouse'. It had to be someplace not too far from either of our homes, yet far enough away to where no one would bother us. The tent was fine for camping, but we couldn't hang out there during the day without being bothered by other people, and now that we had found a new form of entertainment, that wouldn't do!
Finally, we saw a cave. We climbed up to it only to find that the entrance in the front was too high and too hard to climb up to. Then, Scott noticed that there seemed to be a hole in the top of the cave. We went around the bluff and found the opening in the top.
"This looks pretty easy, let's climb in from here," he said, handing me the backpack and dropping down into the cave opening.
"Man, this is great!" he exclaimed, "come on down!"
"Here, catch this," I said, dropping the backpack to him. I then lowered myself into the opening. The cave was great! It was about ten by ten and tall enough for us to stand up in. The floor was a sandy bottom, not rocky like most caves and the front entrance was actually off to one side, almost making it look like two rooms. We both climbed over to the rocky front entrance and glared out in all directions. The main opening was high enough that no one could climb up and peer into the cave and the hole in the top was small enough that most adults couldn't climb in.
"This is perfect!" I said. "This place will be a great clubhouse. We're only about half a mile from your house and far enough from hikers and campers!"