During an 8th grade camping trip, two guys kiss and feel each other up.
It was just Mike and I alone in a tent. We were both in 8th grade. Mike was older because he had been held back.
A few weeks earlier; two girls, Mike, me, and two more guys played spin the bottle while drinking a mix of alcohol out of a 7-Up bottle. Both girls kissed each of the boys, though that’s as far as it went. The girls did not “slip the boys the tongue.”
In the dark tent, Mike and I talked about kissing the girls. We both wished it was two different girls playing spin-the-bottle because we thought they were the hottest girls in the class.
Mike thought Colleen was hot, and I thought Maryanne was the hottest. Mike suggested, “Its dark in the tent. Why don’t you pretend I’m Maryanne and I’ll pretend you are Colleen and let’s make-out.”
Mike talked me into it. He opened up his sleeping bag and told me to crawl in. We touched and soon we were kissing. At first, I was cautious. Mike put his tongue in my mouth and .
We were in our underwear and touching each other. Mike put his hand on my cock and then into my underwear. I had never masturbated. Mike’s hand felt good touching my cock.
I put my hand into his underwear, and I was touching his bare cock.
We kissed as we felt each other up. I thought I heard a Scoutmaster going from tent to tent doing a bed check. I got scared and crawled out of Mike’ sleeping bag.
Mike wanted to continue. I was too scared.
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