camping trip (randy short story)

chapter 11

Andy's POV
It probably wasn't the best idea to have sex with Rye before even talking. But neither of us could wait. For the whole day after our "conversation" I hadn't thought about anything but him. During the day, we had looked at each other and I felt the tension increase. I hadn't talked to any of my friends about it, beacuse I couldn't believe it. As soon as I walked to my locker after the last class, Rye appeared beside me. One look, and we both knew what to do. We had barely spoken, almost ran to his car and drove too fast all the way to my house. We rushed out of the car and I fumbled with the key before throwing all my things on the floor. Rye looked at me and then everything exploded. I basically threw myself on him. Our lips met and we clinged to each other.

Everything I had felt on the trip came back, even stronger. Even though we had sex one time, everything felt familiar and yet completely new. We kissed all the way upstairs and into my room. It was like both of us were scared that it was all a dream, causing us to not let go off each other. Suddenly, we were on my bed and his lips were on my neck. At the same time I tugged at his shirt, making hin pull it over his head. My eyes were stuck on his abs for a moment, having almost forgotten how hot he actually was. I almost drooled when he made me look up at him again and pulled me into a kiss. He was hovering over me and pushed me against the matress. My hands traveled against the waistband of his jeans. While I threw my shirt off, he took off his jeans. Quickly, my hands found their way back to his body. I slipped my hand into his boxers and began stroking him. Rye moaned into my mouth and his grip on me tightened.

"Andy" he panted when I pulled his boxers down and began stroking him faster. Before I could react, he had pulled my pants down and I kicked them off me. I continued stroking him while he slipped one finger into my hole. I moaned out and almost forgot both who I was and what I was doing. He pulled my hand away from his dick, probably being close. He added another finger and my back arched.

"Rye I need you.. to f-fuck me" I said, being so needy I couldn't contain myself. It was too much to feel his touch again, after all the months missing him. He grabbed a condom from somewhere and I forgot the thoughts. He lined up and pushed into me.

"Ahhhh" I hissed because the pain was bad. But it got better fast and Rye waited to let me adjust before moving. I honestly didn't care if it hurted beacuse I needed to feel him inside of me more than anything else.

"Can I-" he started and I nodded. He leaned forward to kiss me while he started moving. I moaned into his mouth and he bit my lip. I placed my hands on his shoulders and my nails digged into his skin when he began thrusting faster. He closed his eyes and let 'uh's leave his mouth constantly. My back arched again, when he lifted my leg up making him hit my prostate.

"Shit" I cursed feeling my orgasm build up. My eyes closed and my grip on Rye's shoudlers hardened. All of sudden, Rye tensed up and came into the condom. That was the only thing I needed and I came while almost screaming out. It was first when I opened my eyes again, I realized what had happened. I had just had sex with Rye.

He pulled out making me hiss and threw the comdom aside before falling down beside me again. I took his hand in mine.

"Rye" I started, almost whispering. What if this had been a mistake? He didn't say anything so I continued. "You're not leaving?"

"Of course not. I will explain, I promise, can I just take a shower first?" he asked and brought my hand up to his mouth to kiss my knuckle.

"Only if I can join you" I said and stroked his abs with my other hand.

"Stop or I'm gonna take you again" he warned making me chuckle. Even though I had a clump in my stomach, being afraid of him leaving.

After the shower, I lent Rye a pair of clean boxers and he laid down on my bed. I had changed the sheets before we showered. Rye reached out his arm and I realized he wanted me to lay with him. Of course, I couldn't resist and laid down beside him. He pulled me closer and I could hear him breath in my smell. My hair was wet, but that didn't stop him from placing his nose in it. After a few moments, he began talking.

"So, I have quite a lot to apologize for. I don't even know why you still want me" he started and I wanted to cry alredy. "I'm gonna start with saying that you and I never were a summer flirt. I was in love with you then and I am now. I did recognize you from school, you know. It was first on the trip, I realized why. It was beacuse of how cute you are. During the trip, I didn't even think about the fact that you were a boy. Everything felt right and since I was with you all the time, I didn't get time to think about it" he paused and was probably thinking about how he should continue. I took his hand which he had around me and began playing with his fingers.

"It was first on the bus home, I began thinking. Being gay had never crossed my mind and I had already planned my future in my head. Getting married to a girl, having babies and all of that. But then you came into the picture and was in the way off all that" it hurted to hear that but I knew he wasn't done yet. "When I got home, I kept telling myself I wasn't supossed to be gay. That I didn't want that. It had nothing to do with my family or friends, knowing they would accept me either way. I just didn't want to accept it myself. You have no idea how hard it was for me not to snap you back that time. I was constantly checking your instagram and multilple times I was seconds away from sending you something. But I never did. I tried during the summer to be with girls, but I didn't want anyone but you"

Tears was brimming in my eyes, it was almost too much to hear all of it. The fact that he had been checking my instagram, just like I had.
He continued.

"When school started it got harder. We sat togheter in english class, you were so hot that I almost couldn't resist. Then that party, which I don't remember much from. I absolutely panicked when I saw what you wrote. And I... I'm so sorry for hurting you" he began sobbing and I couldn't hold the tears back either. I turned around, now facing him. I looked into his teared eyes and interwined our fingers.

"I'm sorry Andy" he reapted.

"I know you are. I just... you have no idea how much I've missed you" I said and I already knew there was no way in hell I wasn't going to forgive him. Yes, he had hurt me, but he never did it to hurt me.

"I've missed you more" he said and leaned forward, his lips brushing against mine. We kissed each other, both crying out of both sadness, relief.

Yikes, that just happened. Only one chapter left and that's kinda sad.

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