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Subject: Wild Trip Out West 2 *new email: ail* I received some positive feedback to part one, so I will continue to post additional chapters. Thanks so much to those who reached out, if you would like to offer feedback or anything else, please reach out, I love to get mail from readers. Disclaimer: This is completely a work of fiction. It contains themes of sex between children and adults. If this is not acceptable to you for any reason, please move past this story. Lastly, please contribute to Nifty. It's easy and a good thing to do. fty I hope that you enjoy part 2, SW Wild Trip Out West 2 The next morning I was surprised to find my wife awake early, a look of concern on her face. It turned out that one of our sons had gotten into trouble and had been brought home by the police. It was related to a party that he attended, him protesting his innocence as wrong place-wrong time. Our other son's academics had been slipping too. My wife was concerned about our decision to travel at this critical juncture of their lives. With the kids starting to have problems back home, she jumped at the chance to take a plane home and leave me to drive back. It was obvious to me that she really wanted out of here, so I agreed. Then she proposed that I might as well tour around since the RV was paid for and we had campground reservations all set. We didn't both need to be home for the kids. Deep down I understood that she was feeling what I was feeling: too much time together without a break, we both needed a little space. So I agreed and plans were quickly made. We busied ourselves packing up since I would have to take the van to drive her to the airport. It wasn't until I heard a lot of crunching gravel outside that I remembered my planned bike ride with Patrick. When I opened the door to find him riding in circles beside our truck I was filled with remorse at the likely lost playtime with this boy. He was disappointed also. When he heard of our plans to drive to Las Vegas to drop her off with me returning to Zion, Patrick begged to go along. "That's like six hours of driving," I pointed out. "Yeah, but it's in the afternoon, nothing happens then, it's too hot," he explained. I couldn't argue, but it seemed boring to me for a young kid. He protested, asked his parents who were surprisingly casual about it, and the plan was set in motion. Patrick chose to sit at the dinette, chatting away with my wife and I as we went. The size of the seats made it difficult for my wife to turn around and face him as they spoke, so she mostly addressed him while watching the road. I, on the other hand, could see him any time that I looked into the useless rear view mirror. Patrick took advantage of this to tease me, I'd look up and he'd be sucking on his thumb like it was a cock, making his lips into an "o" and pretending that his hands were holding a cock sliding between them, using his index finger to "fuck" a circle made by his index finger and thumb of the other hand. I was mildly amused by him trying to get me flustered while we drove until I looked in the mirror once, Patrick was smiling at me, then he quickly flipped his cell phone screen my way, revealing the picture of him latched onto my penis from yesterday morning. My small gasp, Patrick's flurry of motion and, most likely, a little swerve as the shock hit me, all drew my wife's attention. "What happened?" she asked. "Huh?" I asked back, acting like everything was normal. "You were swerving," she told me harshly. "I must have looked away, it's hard not to look at all of this scenery," I said, gesturing to the mountains all around us. "Oh, yeah," she said in a blasé way, "I was worried that you were falling asleep." "No, I'm good," I said as I glared at the snickering boy behind me. I gave him a dirty look until he held up his hands in an "ok, ok," gesture. His shenanigans paused, the rest of the drive was long but uneventful. My wife was in a bad mood, not rare, so that was casting a bit of a pall over the occasion. It also didn't help that it felt like it was the night before Christmas and I was waiting to unwrap my present in the form of a 12-year old's pants. Since we had packed for such a long trip, my wife had to take a large bag, so she needed help to get on her way. But once she was checked in, there was no reason for Patrick and I to stay, since access in the airport was limited with the pandemic. We said our goodbyes and Patrick and I headed out. As we pulled out of the terminal, there was a silence for a few seconds, until I felt a set of eyes on me. Patrick had taken my wife's place in the passenger seat, and he was staring straight at me with a smirk on his face. "Can we go somewhere and park for a few minutes?" he asked. "I need gas, we'll be parked there for a few minutes," I answered. "No," he said flatly, "more private." "Um, ok," I said, "we'll see what we can find down the road after we get gas." "Cool, because there's something that I want us to try," he said casually. "What's that?" I asked. "This," he answered. When he was silent I took a glance over, then I almost had my second accident konya escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/konya-escort) of the day. I'd never seen anything like this, it was a picture of Patrick again, but he wasn't facing the camera. Well, his head was, as he was turned around to smile for the shot, but the rest of him was naked, on all fours, and there was clearly an adult cock completely inserted in his stretched butthole. "I'd like you to do this to me," he said flatly. I'd love to say that I considered things for a while, that I had some reluctance to take him up on his seeming offer, but instead I swerved at the shock of the picture, then drove across three lanes without looking in order to re-enter the airport. I quickly found short term parking and headed up until I found some open parking. Patrick was laughing at me as he watched my little brain make the decisions. He also unbuckled as we headed up the ramp and walked into the back of the rv. Standing just behind me he took his t-shirt and pulled it over his head, his bare torso dominating my rear view mirror. On the roof of the garage there were few cars parked due to the hot desert sun. I drove to a remotely isolated area, calculating that too far away from everyone was more suspicious, and parked the truck. The rv has a slick system to cover the front windows automatically, so I turned that on and turned around to go into the back. I was treated to the sight of Patrick's butt as he kicked his underwear off of his ankle while heading back to the "bedroom" and leaping onto the bed, giggling all the way. He had landed on his back and I was right behind, crawling over his naked body to close the blinds in the back, then back over him and looked down onto his sexy body. "We don't have a lot of time," I said, "or your parents will wonder what's up." Patrick pulled his legs up, forcing me to get up on my knees to avoid being kicked, grabbed the back of his legs and raised his ass in the air. "You better hurry up then," he told me as I was left staring at his closed up hole. "I washed myself really good, will you lick me? That makes it easier for me," he explained. In response I slid down, dropping off of the side of the bed onto my knees, then grabbed him around his waist and dragged the boy to the edge of the bed. "And I pooped last night and didn't eat anything this morning," he added as I touched his buttcheeks and spread them apart. I was a little thrown, "Why did you do that?" I asked, "you didn't know that we were going to the airport." "I knew that I wanted you to do me," he explained, emphasizing the words by grazing his finger across his tiny hole, "I just imagined it in the bathroom like yesterday," he clarified. He was right, his hole looked very clean, especially for a boy that age. I was drawn in and extended my tongue before making contact with his clamped shut muscle. He flinched at my touch and I was greeted by the taste of soap mixed with boy sweat since it was already starting to warm up inside the truck. "Oh, yeah," he groaned, and pulled his legs back and spread his feet, opening his whole ass and groin to me. I ran my hands up and down his inner thighs as I started to alternately drill my tongue into the starfish and then lick around the wrinkled muscle, pushing at the sides of his hole. Quickly his ring relaxed slightly, the smallest opening and a taste emerged, faintly coppery and earthy making me push harder to dig the tip inside. Finally I pulled back and was about to pop my finger into my mouth when I got a better idea. I held my finger up to Patrick, "Get this wet," I said, bringing the digit to his lips. He didn't hesitate for a second, grabbing my wrist and lifting his head off of the bed in order to insert my finger into his hot mouth. He used his practiced oral technique to slather me with spit, wrapping his tongue around and around me. When I popped it out of his sealed tight lips he said, "I have lube in my pocket," and gestured to the discarded shorts that he left in the kitchen, then he tried to sit up, apparently to go grab it for me. I put my hand on his naked chest to urge him to stay where he was while I got up to grab the small bottle. "You really were ready!" I observed, "how come you sucked on my finger if you knew that you had this?" I asked with a laugh as I held up the bottle. "I don't know," he said with a shrug, "you seemed to like it." I crawled back onto the bed, and made my way up Patrick's nude body, stopping at his belly button, his nipples, his neck and cheeks before I planted my lips on his, the boy grabbing me behind the head and pressed himself to me. He had his legs pulled up beside him so that my cock was laying in his crack and passing over his hole as we moved against each other while our lips and tongues wrested passionately. Sitting back onto my ankles, I added a couple of drops of lube to my pointer and middle finger. Since Patrick's hole was visibly opening, I realize that it was no problem to slip both fingers in at once, easing into the hot tunnel as he let out a satisfied groan. 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Spreading it with his fingertips, he then wrapped his fist around me to cover my whole shaft, with an extra drop on the tip. "How do you want it?" I asked him, even though he seemed ready for missionary in his current position. "It's been awhile, could we do it on the side?" he asked me. "However works for you," I told him, "you're giving me a gift, I'll do anything that you want." Patrick smiled and since I was still between his legs he threw his right leg up and past me so that he was laying half on his side and half on his stomach with his upper right leg bent slightly, his cute anus visible to me in this position. "This is the easiest way," he said, apparently an expert already, "but still go slow, it's been awhile," he told me again. Knowing that I'd never hurt this beautiful boy, I took up position behind him and stroked his sweaty back. It was getting hotter by the minute in the van and both of us were covered in a sheen of perspiration. I placed the tip of my cock at the warm ring of his anus and applied pressure to his hole. Immediately the sphincter relaxed and the head of my cock was treated to the warmest, tightest sensation that it had ever felt. Patrick groaned and hissed slightly as I sunk farther still. Then he seemed to open completely, my cock sinking all of the way into him, my pubic hair pressed against him, my balls resting on his left leg. "Fuck, that hurts," he said, the breath seeming to be knocked out of him, which caused me to reflexively start to withdraw, "no, no, stay there! It hurts but it feels good," he blurted, "I just gotta get used to it again." I left myself implanted in the sheath of his rectum, the sensations as his tunnel flexed and spasmed around me were the most amazing thing that I had ever felt. While we paused I wrapped my arms around him, and positioned myself so that I was slightly on top of him, pressing in deeply and hearing him switch from sounds of pain to moans of desire. "Yeah, it's ok, it feels good," he finally told me, "you can do it." Slowly I withdrew about an inch, then slid back into him, drawing a grunt from the boy. "Oh, fuck," he groaned as I began to screw him, taking short deep strokes inside of the young boy. As he opened up to me, I was able to withdraw farther and farther, until I was able to vary my depth and speed, short shallow stabs, long deep thrusts, occasionally holding myself pressed into him, rotating so that I was on top of the boy, pinning him to the bed as he grunted with each plunge into his sweet boycunt. Sitting back and pulling him up onto his knees with his chest down, I slid into him doggy-style, the sight of my adult cock pistoning in and out of his little hole an unbelievable sight. The sweat was beginning to pour off of me, and Patrick's hair was matted to the back of his neck, his skin had a slick sheen as I held his small hips while I thrust deep into the boy. 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I was able to grab it and aimed a shot of him, framing his sweaty, smiling face, his slim, strong body, his hard dick, loose sack and below, my cock, impossibly large inside his tiny boypussy. The moment captured, I tossed his phone aside and put his legs on my shoulders, pounding my cock into his asshole, his moans turning to cries of pleasure, "Oh, yes, fuck, yeah," he panted as I bottomed konyaaltı eve gelen escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/antalya-escort/konyaalti-eve-gelen-escort) out over and over. The tight ring of his anus and warm sheath of his rectum were too much and I was very close to cumming so I let his legs spread wide and leaned down to press my lips to Patrick's. He responded with passion, wrapping his arms around my neck as my hips thrust into him. I could feel his hard little spike push against my belly as I lay almost fully on top of him. He started whimpering as I rubbed against his prostate inside and his sweet cock outside. Our tongues twisted around each other when he removed one hand from around me and reached between us to stroke his cock. We broke the kiss and I rocked back onto my heels, my cock still buried inside the boy, both of us panting as our pleasure peaked. His legs were spread wide and pointed straight out to the side, so I was holding his smooth inner thighs as I fucked him hard. His hand was a blur now on his erect cock and I took the chance to stroke and pull on his cute scrotum. "Fuck, I'm gonna go!" he gasped, "I'm gonna cum!" he announced, his hand pounding his beautiful dick until he suddenly froze for a moment, his body tense, then a release, his cockhead twitching as it shot two delicious clear spurts onto his belly and hand. The clamping of his pussy as his orgasm sent spasms through his body was the last straw. "Oh, shit kid," I breathed, "fuck, here it comes, baby!" I yelled as my cock was a blur disappearing and reappearing from his velvety hole. "Cum in me," he managed, completely exhausted from his orgasm but still rocking his hips against me, "please," he pleaded and it was all over. With a roar I felt my balls contract and my climax crash into me, my cock buried deep inside the sexy boy, the first shot flew out of my cock with so much force my body shook as I deposited my seed deep inside his warm pussy. It felt like I was cumming for minutes as I grunted involuntarily with each spurt and took short, deep stabs at his cunt as shot after shot filled up his bowels. As the jizz slowed and the last bit seeped out, I collapsed on top of the small boy, who was so satisfied and happy as I took him in my arms and brought our lips together again. I slowly pulled out of his warm tunnel and my wilting dick plopped out followed by a stream of my cum. I rolled us onto our sides as we held each other, he was staring into my eyes as our bare chests heaved and I brushed his matted hair back from his forehead, "That was incredible," I told him as I took a quick peck at his soft lips, "have you done that a lot?" "I've only done it with two other men, and this is only the fifth time," he told me. I was amazed that he didn't have even more experience, "You're a quick learner then," I replied, "and what about the rule about not showing the pictures of adults?" "I guess that I trust you?" he said, a question masquerading as a statement, "I like surprising you, so that's why I showed you that picture," he rationalized, "and I know that you wouldn't do anything to hurt me, so I figured that it's be ok." "Ok," I answered, "but can you keep mine private?" "I won't hurt you either," he told me, "so I won't show anyone. And can I tell you something?" I nodded in the affirmative, "That was the best that I've ever had too," he said with a slight giggle, "I've never cum with someone fucking me before!" I was on cloud nine, "That's great, I loved being here with you," I told him, "but we need to get going, do you want to use the bathroom?" Patrick got up and walked his naked butt to the lav, I heard the water pump kick on as he washed up and some farting noises as he expelled my seed. After a few minutes he came out, his t-shirt on and sticking to his sweaty skin and nothing else. "Can I sit on a towel or something?" he asked, "you shot a lot of cum, it's still coming out!" he informed me with a laugh. I laid a towel on the front passenger seat and he plunked down in just his t-shirt, just the very bottom of his balls visible against the towel before he turned forward and all was hidden again. "We'll have to stop and get you dressed before we get back to your parents," I said as the sunshades rose and I started the van, the cool air conditioning such a relief after our afternoon encounter. Just then Patrick's phone rang, "You were saying about my parents?" he said with a laugh as he showed me that the call was from his mom. He answered on speaker, and told her that there had been a delay, but we were just leaving the airport now. She asked if he was being good and he said, "Oh, I've been really good, I did everything the way that Mr. Yardley wanted me to," he said as he scrolled to the picture of my cock planted firmly in his ass. I frantically waved at him to put it away as we drove down the ramp. "Ok, I'll be good, and I'll help any way that I can," he said as he wrapped up the call while giving me a leering look, "see you soon, love you mommy," he said in as little boy voice as he could get away with, then ended the call and smiled at me. "You're gonna get me in trouble young man," I said as we merged onto the highway. Patrick looked relaxed and happy and just met my eyes and nodded, "I guess that I can handle a little trouble sometimes," I said as we started to make our way back to the park. I began to wonder what the next few days held for me, but with this kid, it was going to be a treat!