Page 29 of Only One Tent
“No problem.” Once he stopped, I ran in and quickly picked up what we needed. At the restaurant, the driver gave us a card. “I’m Jim. Call me when you’re finished, and if I’m around, I’ll pick you up. If not, I’ll get someone cool to stop.”
“Thank you, Jim.” Skyler smiled, and I shook Jim’s hand, taking the card.
We ate fried fish and drank beer, and pointed out the décor to each other. There were gators everywhere, from the wooden carved one out front to the head sticking out of the wall. There was even a giant gator skin displayed, complete with feet. There were also a lot of bar signs, and we were seated near the water, so we had a great view of the river. Since we weren’t driving, we ordered another beer and shots of tequila.
It was a good time, and one I’d remember forever.
We called Jim, and he was close. We finished our beer while we waited. Then he drove us back to the campground. It had been a pretty nice afternoon.
When we walked into the campground, it was very quiet. “Everyone must be off doing things.”
“Well…” Skyler shook our hands where they were joined. “Maybe then you could do me?”
Yep. My boy was horny. But I was not complaining. “Not a hardship.” I pulled him closer and let go of his hand so I could put my arm around his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we headed for the tent.
Inside, I opened the bag from the drug store and handed him the lube. “Open this.” He started picking at the plastic while I worked on the condoms. I pulled two out—just in case. I dropped them on the bed and started getting undressed while he continued to pick at the lube. “Give it.” He handed it over, and I opened it up. “Now, strip.”
He snorted. “So romantic.”
“You want romance?”
He gave me that cute little half-shrug. “Maybe.”
“How about this? We get naked and get busy, and then when we get home tomorrow, I’ll wine and dine you?”
He looked confused. “I haven’t even thought about tomorrow.”
“It’s okay. But there will be a tomorrow. Back to real life. And I want you in mine, Sky.”
He shook his head. “Now you call me Sky?”
“I’m confused.” Was he only playing with me? What was the deal with his name?
“You wouldn’t call me Skyler when I wanted you to. Then when we were…” he motioned to the air mattress and circled his hand. “You know. You called me Skyler. And now you’re back to Sky.”
“Do you have a preference?”
“From you? Skyler. Whole name.”
“Okay, Skyler. How aboutboy? Can I call you boy?”
“Yes,” he answered quickly and started pulling off his clothes like they were on fire.
Mental note. Skyler really likes to be called boy.
I joined him in taking the clothes off, and we climbed on the bed. He giggled at the squeaky noises my knees made as I crawled up behind him. “Do you like ass play? I want to take my time getting you ready.” I rubbed his cute butt, giving it a little squeeze.
“Uh, yeah. I’m a total bottom.” He scratched his head. “Don’t ask me to top. Anything else? I’m in.”
“Good to know. Now ass up.”
He flipped over on his hands and knees, assuming the position as the bed wobbled. I swatted his ass cheek, then spread them. “Hey, what’re you doin’ back there?”
“Shh…boy. I’ve got this.” I leaned in and flicked my tongue over his hole.
“Oh.”
I teased a little before diving in, spearing my tongue in. I loved rimming, loved his flavor. I stuck a finger in on top of my tongue, and he moaned, but it wasn’t very loud, and I wanted the whole fucking camp to hear him. My next move was to find his prostate. I’d bet he was sensitive there if he was, in his words,a total bottom. I shoved in and moved my finger around until he jumped and gasped. “Right there?”
