"It was really nice of you to invite me camping, Mrs. Blake," said Skyler as he helped load the last of our gear into the car. Despite my and my mom's repeated attempts at helping, Skyler had managed to load four suitcases of clothes, two coolers of food, and lots of gear into the camper. He was sweating through his thin t-shirt, and I couldn't help but trail my eyes across his broad shoulders. He was a tall, thick man, in more ways than one, but he carried himself well. His blonde hair had been affected by the workout as well, it was matted down almost covering his blue eyes.
"Oh, it is really our pleasure," my mom answered him. "Since his father had to stay home, Luke would have been dreadfully bored all week. Isn't that right, Luke?"
"Right." Dreadfully bored, yeah. But it would have been a lot less risky. I can't believe Skyler had talked me into this.
"I think that's the last of it," Skyler said. "Are you sure I have time for a quick shower?"
"A very quick shower," said Amber from the front seat. "We should have left already."
"We might be on the road already," I said. "If you had done anything to help."
"Hey," she said. "I was supervising."
"Yeah, right. What level are you on?"
"Fourteen. I mean ... screw you Luke."
"Amber, Luke. Enough."
"Don't worry Amber," Skyler said, attempting to stifle a grin. "I'll be back before you reach Level Fifteen." He rushed back into the house.
The Blake family camping trip was a yearly event, and it had always been just the four of us. Mom and Amber would go do their stuff, there were two small shopping villages within fifteen minutes of our campsite, as well as a spa. That left Dad and I to go fishing or hiking or whatever, though we spent a lot of time just relaxing by the lake.
No sooner had I told Skyler that Dad had to stay home for work, he began developing this plan Without Mr. Blake around, he had told my mom, Luke would either have to go antique shopping or to the salon or have to sit alone in the woods. Mom had been thinking the same thing so it didn't take much to convince her. She and Amber could do their "girl" stuff. And Skyler and I could do "guy stuff."
If only she knew.
"Earth to Luke," Amber yelled. "I'm talking to you."
"What do you want?"
"I said, for the third time, that Mom and I are going to go grab some lunch for the trip. What do you want?"
"Oh, um a chicken parm sub. Get Skyler the same."
"Thanks," she replied in mocking sweetness.
"Tell Skyler not to rush," mom said, "We have plenty of time."
"Alright, mom. We'll be ready to go when you get back."
They drove away and I went back into the house, trying not to let Amber get to me. She could be a total pain in the neck. I took back what I thought about Skyler going on this trip,.I'd go crazy if it was just my sister and my mom.
I knocked on the door to the bathroom. "I ordered you a chicken parm sandwich. I hope that's alright."
"Yeah, man," he said. "That sounds good. Hey, could you bring me a towel?"
Yeah, a towel. "Mom said you don't have to rush," I said grabbing a towel from the hall closet "Amber was just being a brat."
I opened the door to the bathroom and I noticed that the shower curtain wasn't closed all the way. I walked in slowly, looking through the gap in the curtain. All I could see of him was his ass, round and wet. I went to put the towel on the rack, until I noticed that there was already a towel there.
"Hey, you already have a towel," I said.
"No," he replied opening up the curtain. "That one is yours."
Our eyes met and as I looked into his face, a small, mischievous smile appeared on his lips. My eyes continued to trail down his body, across his chest, his belly, and finally to his cock. He was hard and slowly stroking himself as I drank in the view of his naked body.
"Skyler, I..." The words couldn't form on my tongue. I prized myself on my ability to always say the right thing but words failed me.
"I was hoping they would leave for a bit," he chuckled. He stepped onto the bath mat. "Well?" he said.
I nodded and slipped off my sandals. I grabbed the edge of my shirt, but he pushed my hands away and slowly lifted the shirt off of me. Then he grabbed my shorts and boxers in both hands and pulled them down. I wriggled back and forth and soon I was standing completely naked before him. We stood there for a moment, his eyes wandering over my own body.
"Come on," he said finally. "Do I have to invite you in?" He stepped back into the tub. Out of habit, I locked the door, stepped in, and closed the curtain.
I sighed as the warm water pulsed against my back. However, my sigh was cut short as Skyler placed his arms around my waist and pulled me close.
He kissed me slowly at first, I had missed kissing him, being able to taste his lips whenever I wanted. Apparently, he felt the same as his kisses grew more passionate, his tongue slipping into my mouth. He pressed me hard against him, our lips crashing together, and I met his tongue with mine. We kissed until we nearly ran out of breath, the warm waters flowing down our backs.
Gently, Skyler broke the kiss and began tracing his lips down the side of my jaw. Instinctively, I craned my neck to the side and soon he was planting kisses down my neck. Then he bit down and I moaned softly against his chest. I heard him chuckle softly and he began to repeat his performance, kissing my neck and shoulders before finally nibbling on the sensitive spot on my neck.
A moan escaped my lips. He knew just where to touch me, just where to kiss to drive me up the wall. In response to my moan, he bit down harder causing me to arch towards him.
