Chapter 5
Avery
Avery hadn’t wanted to leave the waterfall. But camping wasn’t allowed in the area due to animals being more active at night. The hike back wasn’t nearly as brutal as the trek there had been.
The pace slow and easy.
Jace walked beside him, holding his hand. In front of them, Grant and Caleb were talking quietly. Behind them, Mitch held on tight to Byron’s arm with a blissed-out expression on his face.
The afternoon was wonderful. It seemed that all six of them had found something special at that spot.
Almost like it was magical. Avery internally laughed at his thoughts.
He knew magic didn’t exist. But there were also times that Avery had to thank fate or whatever that had brought Jace into his life.
He’d been a poor boy with no family, hardly any friends, working three jobs and still not making a living. Avery’s struggles had been so huge that there’d been times when he’d barely managed to get out of bed.
Food had been a luxury. Most nights it had been noodles in a cup.
Now he ate like a king. Homemade food, special plates, and anything he could ever want.
Then there was the love he received from Jace.
There was no question in any part of Avery’s being that Jace didn’t love him.
Jace devoted himself to Avery. Avery woke up every morning being grateful.
He was grateful for so much.
And if he ever mentioned his thoughts to Jace, Jace would simply smile, and remind Avery that he was a survivor. If Avery hadn’t fought so hard, he wouldn’t have been around for Jace to find.
That it was Avery who gave Jace something that Jace had searched his entire life for. A purpose. A reason to love for.
A team.
That was what they were.
Sure, when they were together Avery was little more than he was big.
Avery had to be able to shut his mind off to process the world.
And when Avery woke up wrapped up in his Daddy’s arms, he knew he could take on the world.
There wasn’t anything anyone said or did that would tear him down again. Jace made Avery stronger.
“Boy.” Jace’s whisper broke through Avery’s thoughts. He hadn’t even realized they’d stopped walking. Jace held Avery’s arm tight. Was something wrong?
“Stay calm, baby,” Jace said against his ear.
That was not a way to help Avery remain calm.
“Look to the right. Don’t make a sound.”
Avery glanced in the direction Jace said and almost yelled. Luckily, Jace managed to get his hand over Avery’s mouth just in time. The feel of Jace’s hand against his skin served as the reminder Avery needed.
He didn’t make a sound.
Not when he spotted the huge bear through the tangle of trees, vines, and leaves. Not when that same bear turned to look in their direction. Avery stood frozen as he stared back at the animal. There came a rumbling that should have shaken him to his very core. Still Avery didn’t make a sound.
There wasn’t even any fear. Just wonder. This large predator belonged in these woods. It was Avery and his friends that were trespassing.
Avery had always loved animals. Not that he had ever had the chance of having one of his own. His grandmother had done the very best she could, but money had been tight. There’d been months when there hadn’t been enough food for the two of them. No way to afford to take care of a pet.
But Avery had always felt a connection to animals. Probably why he loved his play toys so much. He got to make up elaborate stories of how he was a zookeeper, rancher, or farmer. If he’d been a different person or lived a different life, there might have been some world where he’d helped animals.
Maybe that was why he was so intent on succeeding in his new volunteer program. Not only would he be able to work with dogs every day but also help them find their forever home with the humans that needed them.
He focused back on the big bear. Avery would never do anything to bring harm to that bear. Even if he should be deathly afraid, Avery understood that the bear belonged there, and he did not.
Jace’s hand dropped from his mouth before he wrapped his arms around Avery, holding him tight.
Avery leaned back against Jace as they watched the bear amble away.
Even after the bear was out of sight, they stood looking in the direction that the animal had disappeared. Content to just stand there together.
“That was amazing,” Jace said quietly before kissing the back of his head.
“It was.” Avery turned in Jace’s arm. “Thank you for bringing me.”
“I’m glad I could.”
Avery kissed Jace quickly before grabbing his hand.
Avery intertwined their fingers and tugged Jace back up the path.
They needed to catch up with their friends.
They only had one more night and half a day before they had to head home.
Avery didn’t want to waste a second enjoying his first camping trip.
He was already looking forward to sitting around the campfire that night as Jace gave him his bottle.
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Mitch
Mitch passed out beers to Byron, Grant, and Jace before he settled between Byron’s legs. Avery already had his bottle and Caleb was drinking water. His body still buzzing from earlier, Mitch wrapped his arms around Byron’s leg as he snuggled close.
There had been something so enchanting about the waterfall that afternoon that Mitch still didn’t feel one-hundred-percent back in his body. It was a feeling that Mitch clung to.
As conversation flowed around him, Mitch rubbed his hand up and down Byron’s leg. Up and back down. He might be lying on the uncomfortable ground, but Mitch didn’t feel any discomfort. No, it was like the ground was cradling him. Welcoming him. He was where he was meant to be.
The fire warmed him even in the chilly evening. Byron’s presence soothed him. Work could wait. Problems could wait. Cuddled to his Daddy, nothing needed to be done or fixed. There were no clients to work endless hours for since he was their only fair chance at defense.
He was his Daddy’s boy.
“You okay?” Byron asked softly while rubbing the top of his head.
Mitch beamed in response. Always appreciating the fact that Byron knew him so well he could not talk when he wanted.
Instead of being a super-excited boy like Avery, or a sweet and sassy boy like Caleb, Mitch often found himself most comfortable in silence.
And Byron not only accepted but encouraged it.
He received a kind smile and soft caress before Byron went back to talking to their friends. They were spread out in front of the fire. Jace and Avery across from him. Grant and Caleb to his left, behind his back.
Mitch trailed his hand back up Byron’s leg but didn’t go back down this time. Instead, he yanked at the waistband of Byron’s sweats.
A blanket was placed over his and Byron’s legs. Mitch looked up and received a wink before Byron leaned back. Taking that as permission, he tugged harder on Byron’s sweats.
Byron lifted his hips, and the sweats came down.
No underwear.
Byron’s already hard cock standing hard and proud.
Mitch wrapped his hand around the base of Byron’s cock and shifted higher to lie against Byron’s side. Lowering himself, the blanket cocooning him, Mitch suckled the head of Byron’s dick into his mouth.
Precome exploded on his tongue. A familiar taste that Mitch had come to crave. This wasn’t about getting his Daddy off. Closing his eyes, Mitch relaxed and drifted back into that happy place where Byron had led him earlier at the falls.
This might be their last night camping but Mitch wouldn’t be sad about that. There were more trips in the future. Because he knew he had a future now with Byron. No more living only for his job. Mitch lived for something much better now. Their future.
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Caleb
Caleb watched as Grant carried their bags to the jeep.
They’d spent the morning at the lake. Laughing, swimming, and playing. He’d been fully engaged all morning and found himself sad to be leaving. Hell, who would have thought that he’d be sad about leaving? That just sounded crazy. But this entire trip had a fairy-tale vibe to him.
The massive tent all done in pink, the waterfall, the birds singing in the tree above his head. Grant was always calling him a princess and Caleb felt like one.
“You about ready?” Grant asked, returning.
Caleb shrugged his shoulder.
“Hey, what’s going on?” Grant turned him until Caleb could only see his Daddy.
It was hard to explain though. Caleb hadn’t wanted to come camping because he’d been afraid that he’d screw something up and ruin Grant’s fun. He hadn’t though. Everything had been perfect. Caleb didn’t want this fairy tale to end. He wasn’t a fuck-up here.
“Caleb?”
But maybe he could take the fairy tale home. The princesses in all the stories lived happily ever after at home, didn’t they?
“Boy, you’re starting to worry me.”
Caleb blinked. Oh yeah, he needed to reassure Grant. “Can I be a princess for Halloween?”
Grant opened his mouth then closed it. “Sure, which princess would you like to be?”
Huh, that was a good question. “Can I be my own?”
“Of course,” Grant answered quickly.
Caleb grinned. “I’m going to be a pretty princess!”
“You are.” Grant laid his hand on Caleb’s shoulder. “When we get home, we can look for dresses.”
“And a crown. You can’t forget my crown.”
“I don’t know.” Grant tapped his index finger against his lips. “A queen wears a crown. I think that a princess should have a tiara.”
“Yes!” Caleb shouted. That was perfect! And his Daddy was so smart always making sure that Caleb could enjoy himself.
“How about we throw a party at our house? We can invite our friends and some people from the club. You can pass out candy to trick or treaters and still have all your friends around.”
“Oh.” Caleb had never hosted a party at his house. Sure, the massive place would be perfect. But before Grant, Caleb didn’t have anyone that he would have invited to a party.
“We don’t have to—” Grant started to say.
“No!” Caleb grabbed Grant’s arm. “I want to. I really do. I could make fun spooky treats. Avery and Caleb would love to dress up too.”
“I think this is an excellent idea. Don’t forget to invite your friends from the animal shelter too.”
Caleb had to force himself not to dance in place as the party plans expanded. He had even more people to invite now. Not just Avery and Caleb but the people he’d been getting to know. “And Hayley from the organic shop!” He liked Hayley; Hayley was so nice.
“We’ll invite Hayley too. But Halloween is only a couple of weeks away. We’ll need to start planning as soon as we get home.”
“Okay.” Caleb looked around the campsite one last time. He slipped his hand into Grant’s.
Byron and Mitch had already taken off. Jace was buckling a sleepy Avery into their vehicle. It was just him and Grant left. “Can we take a quick walk?”
Grant pressed his lips together before he nodded. “A quick one. I don’t want to be driving out of here in the dark. Too big of a risk of hitting an animal.”
“A quick one,” Caleb repeated. “I sort of feel like I should say goodbye. And say thank you.”
“To who?”
He was being silly. “Just…” He waved his hand around. “The woods or something.”
“Well, I can’t argue with that. Let me tell Jace to go ahead and get Avery home.”
As Grant jogged off, Caleb turned back in the direction of the lake. They’d taken that path a few times. Caleb closed his eyes, remembering taking that path that morning. They’d all been joking around, and Caleb had jumped on Grant’s back.
His Daddy had given him a piggy-back ride to the lake. It had been awesome.
“Ready?”
Caleb jumped slightly as Grant returned. “Yes.”
They held hands as they walked to the path. Caleb didn’t want to walk the path though. He turned and strolled toward the biggest tree that was several yards away.
Grant didn’t say anything. Just followed along as Caleb walked.
Just behind the tree was a small clearing. Caleb could look up and see the blue sky. He stood in the middle of the clearing, gazing up. Grant stood behind him, holding on to his shoulders. The perfect moment.
“Stay right here,” Grant whispered.
“K.”
Grant’s touch disappeared then Caleb felt him move away.
After several minutes, Caleb closed his eyes. The sun warmed his skin.
“Bend over and take off your boots and socks.”
Caleb started to turn around.
“No. Right where you are. Bend over and take off your boots and socks.”
“Okay.” Caleb didn’t know what Grant was up to, but he was game. He complied with his Daddy’s orders then straightened.
“Now pull off your T-shirt.”
Caleb shivered in delight. He knew no one was around. He had a soft peach cami under his shirt. It was sleeveless and had lace around the collar and hem. And he wore a matching pair of panties. Caleb quickly took off his shirt.
“You know what’s next. Now your shorts.”
That would leave him in only his cami and panties. Caleb didn’t hesitate though. As fast as he could, he dropped his shorts to the ground.
“Take three steps to the right.”
Caleb liked this game. He often did what Grant ordered, not knowing what the outcome would be. Some of their most erotic times came from this game.
“Now close your eyes and tilt your head back like you were earlier.”
Once Caleb was in position, he heard Grant approach.
“I’m going to take pictures of you with the camera on my phone. These are just for me. No one will ever see them.”
“I’m going to be your model?”
“That’s right. My model. My little puppet.”
“I’m ready.” Caleb trusted his Daddy. If Grant said no one would see the pictures, then no one would see the pictures. Even without seeing him. Caleb still had his eyes closed. He felt Grant moving all around him. Taking Caleb’s pictures from different angles.
“Now run your right thumb over your nipple. Make it hard under the silk.”
Jeez, Caleb was getting so turned on. As his cock grew, the silk of his panties barely held him in.
“I’m going to touch you now. I don’t want you to move, though.”
“I’ll try.”
Grant approached him from the front. There was a tug and then his panties were pulled down below his cock and balls. He was exposed to the dying rays of the sun now.
“Beautiful. My beautiful boy.”
“Daddy, I’m so hard.”
“I know. I got the perfect picture of the precome on the tip of your cock.”
Caleb moaned. His dick jerked. He’d almost come.
“You’re such a good boy for Daddy. So pretty and perfect. Daddy is gonna swallow that gorgeous cock of yours and drink down all your come.”
Oh yes, Caleb was a pretty princess, and this was his fairy-tale beginning. He closed his eyes as Grant wrapped his fingers around his shaft. Best. Camping. Trip. Ever.
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