Caving With Connor

About a month before I turned sixteen, I went on a camping trip with my scout troop. We were going caving, but we were going to sleep in tents outside the cave the first night. This was the first trip I had taken with the troop in several months because I'm busy with a marching band in the fall and I don't do winter outings. Consequently, none of my friends were going on this trip, but I went because I love caving and I needed the participation points. This meant that my best friend Brad wouldn't be tenting with me. Brad lets me jack off in the tent if I get horny, and sometimes he'll join in even though he has never to this day let me see him cum. While riding up to the campsite, I told this guy, Connor, that I would tent with him. Now Connor is this fourteen-year-old redneck that everyone said was gay and of whom I have heard many stories about from his past tent mates. Even Brad said Connor had tried to start something with him, and they hate each other. Needless to say, I had mixed feelings about this. I had already been reading other masturbation site entries and the old proaxis version of Solo at this point, and I was very interested in doing something. That night, we stayed up really late. When we got into the tent, he pulled out a cigarette and offered me one, I turned him down, but as weird as it may seem, I was thrilled that someone had finally asked me. He said that was cool and he respected me for not doing that. We got in our sleeping bags and talked for a while. Then he suddenly reached over and started rubbing my dick through my sleeping bag. He said he could tell that I liked it and he admitted that he was bi. At this point, I started playing it straight. I insulted him, told him everyone thought he was gay, but I didn't try to stop him. He told me he admired my maturity and then completely baffled me by asking if he could suck me off. I told him I didn't think so, but he pulled down my sleeping bag and underwear and started rubbing my hard shaft. Then he moved around, and the next thing I knew, I was in his mouth. He sucked for a while but disappointed me by not using his tongue. He took a break, moved up next to me, grabbed my hand, and put it on his dick. He said I beat him on size, but he was definitely thicker. I stroked him a little then he started kissing my neck. I pushed him off and he told me to roll over. I told him I wasn't into that and he said okay, and went back to sucking me off. He told me if I would shave my balls, next time he would lick them, too. If it wouldn't have been so noisy, I would have pulled out my electric razor right then and there. I was getting close to coming, even though the build up was completely different from my solo sessions, so I pulled him off of me and whispered, "Con, wait. I'm gonna cum. What do you want me to do?" "You might as well just shoot in me. Just tell me when you're starting and when you want me to stop," he replied before disappearing back down between my legs. After a minute, I whispered, "I'm cumming," and started cumming in his mouth. After I was done, he opened the tent and spit it out. Then he asked if he could put my now soft penis in his mouth to see what it was like. I let him, and then tried to jack him off, but I wasn't very good. He told me to just rub his balls and thighs while he did himself, which I did until he came into a dirty shirt. He said he saw this happening many more times in the future and was disappointed that I wouldn't be tenting with him again the next night (he wasn't going into the cave.) I wanted to stay with him, but I wanted the cave even more (not to mention I had already paid for it.) We never ended up doing anything after that, as much as I wanted to. I had felt guilty afterwards, but since then I have wanted to do it again. He moved in with his uncle several miles away to have a father figure to keep him in line (he's a hell raiser and I'm basically a do-gooder.) He started sleeping around with every girl in school and didn't have much interest in boys, and I had a couple of girlfriends since then including one very serious one, but I still haven't had sex. Believe it or not, despite my being a very open and sexual person, getting laid hasn't been a real priority for me. My closer friends know I get turned on by naked guys, but not enough to ever really act on it or call myself bi. I've had several more encounters with male friends, but nothing like that first time with Connor. I've even gotten a hand job or two from my other best friend, a girl named Jessica, but we're not dating or anything. In fact, I'm having a hard time finding a girlfriend right now. Luckily, I start college in the fall.