My Sexual Awakening
This is a work of fiction. All characters portrayed are fictional and over 18 years of age.
The setting is senior year at a private boarding school or college, and all sexual activity is consensual.
Whilst at college we were all required to be members of a society. I was a member of a society which specialised in adventure training including hiking and camping on the local moors. This was mostly at weekends. I enjoyed this activity and looked forward to the weekend's away as they were a nice break from normal college life.
During a weekend camping expedition, we shared two-man tents which meant sleeping close to another boy. We had individual sleeping bags which could be zipped together if that was needed. The weekend activity normally meant being dropped off at a location just off the moor by a school tutor in a minibus and then hiking to a specified location somewhere on the moor with access from a road such that the tutor could ensure we were all ok at the end of the day. We were trusted to be able to get there and to camp overnight.
One weekend eight of us had joined the trip and we were walking circa 15 miles to the camp area we had selected. As we set off, we agreed who we would be sharing a tent with that night. I was lucky as I drew Andrew. We had shared a tent before, and we therefore knew each other and were comfortable in each other's company. Andrew was blonde and what might be described as 'a pretty boy'. As such he was the subject of crushes and wet dreams - including mine. Sharing with him was not a chore.
The walk was in very late April and spring had not fully arrived. The weather was sunny but there was a cold wind and the forecast for that night was for a relatively cold night for that time of year. We walked quite hard that day, partly to keep warm, and so we were quite tired as we reached the camping site. We put up our tents where we felt it was best. As it happened Andrew's and my tent was probably the furthest from the other tents.
Once the tents were up, we all joined up to cook a communal meal of corned beef hash and baked beans. Whilst we were eating the tutor arrived and having made sure we were all ok he said: 'it's too cold for me here' and having reminded us of where the pickup was the following afternoon he left.
Normally, we would have spent the evening sitting in a communal area and sharing whatever alcohol we had managed to bring with us. That night it was far too cold because of the chilly breeze, and we soon retired to our tents and sleeping bags to keep warm. Andrew and I quickly got into our sleeping bags - not bothering to take any of our clothes off. We lay there chatting as it got darker and darker. We could vaguely hear the others doing the same in their tents.
As the evening rolled on it seemed to get colder and colder and I could make out Andrew shivering in his sleeping bag. Eventually he said:
"Let's zip the bags together to keep warm as I am sure shared body heat might help to warm us up."
I quickly agreed and we both got out of our sleeping bags and unzipped them and then rezipped them together such that they made one large bag. We got back in and after a time it did seem to get warmer. We continued chatting away and I could feel myself drowsing off. So, I turned away so that my back was facing him, and we whispered good night to each other. I think he was curled up facing my back.
What seemed only a short time later I was woken up as Andrew got closer and started to put his arms round me and I could feel his whole body against mine. I am still freezing, he said, and I hope you don't mind if I share your warmth? I could only say that I didn't mind one bit. It certainly did feel warmer that way. As we lay like that, I could feel my cock hardening as the subject of some of my wet dreams was now pressed hard against my body. We lay there like that for some time. My erection was by now full, and I was loving the feeling of his body pressed against mine.
A little later I felt his arm gradually working its way down my body to wards my crutch. This did nothing for my erection and my cock hardened even more. Eventually his hand was brushing across the front of my trousers, and he whispered into my ear:
"What can I feel under there? and I whispered back:
"You know exactly what that is and what is causing it".
He pressed against me, and I could feel something hard where his groin was.
I think it's mutual, he whispered, and what should we do about it?
Never in my wildest wet dreams had I dreamt that they might actually happen. I could not believe I was being seduced by him.
I felt his hand slowly tugging my trouser zip down and entering my trousers where it stroked my ever so hard cock. After a few minutes doing this and my breathing getting harder he pulled aside my knickers, and I could feel his hand on my naked cock and it starting to stroke it properly. I moaned in delight, and he whispered:
"So, you like that then. I said yes and then told him of my occasional fantasy of us having sex together.