Gay sex camping stories
I was so thrilled, it was the first week of July was upon me. That meant that it was time for the weeklong camping trip that my dad and I accept every year. This would be our fifth year. I was sixteen at the time. I was pretty lofty, at 6'1". I had a jock build, which I got by playing football and wrestling. I had lush eyes, and concise brown hair with blonde tips. And I had acknowledged that I was gay for a long time. I had tried to look at girls, but they never turned me on like guy did.
My dad was forty-two, with brown hair and blue eyes. He stood around the same height that I did. Throughout the years he had managed to keep a nice build and body. So he looked quite a bit younger.
So, as I said, the time for the trip was upon me. Dad and I had planned to go to North Manitou Island for hiking and camping. It is an island in the middle of Lake Michigan with wilderness, a national park for hikers and campers. We packed up all our gear and headed out. After some hours of driving we got to the ferry just in day. We put all of our gear on the ship and headed out. After about an hour the ship had gotten to the island, and dropped us off. There was only about six other people who had
Camping Alone
It's the middle of October and I'm here camping, alone. Yes, alone. All my friends bailed out on me at the last minute and left me with the fee of the site. Even my own girlfriend bailed on me. I saw no reason to waste a good site so I decided I'd just travel all by myself. Why not? it would give me a chance to relax.
Well, here I am, it's midnight, raining and cold. I'm in my tent with a really great buzz. I did drink a lot of rye and coke and really need to apply the washroom. Peeing in the bush isn't really my thing though. I need a toilet. So I determine to get my drunk lonley ass out of my tent and hike over to the bathroom/shower stalls.
It isn't that far of a stroll from my site. It's about 5 min away. As I'm walking to the washroom I notice that most of the sites are empty. It's pretty quite. I enter the washroom and close the door behind me. I make my way to the urinal and just let go. Ohhh, ya. It feels soo good. I let out a moan as I went. I really felt comfortable in there. It was midnight and there were only 3 other campers in the whole site. I got a little horny and pulled my pants down a petty more and bent over the urinal with my hand presse
Gay Camping Coming Out Story
By J.
I'm 27 6'1" 181. I dwell within a few miles of Front Royal, VA. I'm linear, when I'm with my girlfriend and like to play with guys when she's not around. Since she lives with me, that's not very often, until now.
Four years ago I was working for a catering firm that was providing food service for a gay camping event on the Shenandoah River. This was the first time I had ever been exposed to a large group of homosexual people.
At first, I was a little freaked out, but it turned out that the only jerk was my co-worker, he was giving me shit about the guys hitting on me. I liked the attention I received from the homosexual campers.
It was cool, even though I had to set my shirt back on, the queer looks got to be a little too much after a while.
After we finished serving dinner, the gay campers offered the catering crew some beers while we were cleaning up. I met some authentic awesome guys and was having a good time,
I wanted to stick around, but I had to go because my co-worker was driving. He was giving me shit about sticking around.
He was joking about leaving me until the morning if I don't hurry up.
When I got home that evening I had a
The Camping Trip
Old Charley 'n I we seen each other in class during the week, but what with one thing 'n another, we didn't earn to talk about our peckers, and I didn't mention what'd happened with Mortimer.
At least, not 'til long about Thursday. Mature Charley called me up on the phone Thursday night and asked me if I wanted to go campin' with him over the weekend. I asked him where he was plannin' on goin'. He says he's gonna go up ta Millers Falls. I been campin' up there before. It's a nice quiet notice way back in the woods. There's this creek that runs down through the woods and then it just makes this big drop. I reckon its 'bout 20 foot that it drops.
I asked him who all's goin' 'n he says its just him 'n me. When's he goin'. He figgered on goin' up Saturday mornin', doin' some fishin' up there, mebbe wanderin' 'round the woods for a while, then we'd spend the overnight, and come back on Sunday.
Well, this sounds kinda interestin'. I asked him how we're gettin up there, and he said he figgered on hikin'. I told him I liked t