"Caleb, I have to go pee. And I will check if no one wanted anything from me, since I left my phone in my tent."
Unconscious Caleb did not record most of his rambling. He only heard "I have to go," really.
"Nooo," he objected, wrapping both of his arms tighter around Lucas. His twunk soon-to-be boyfriend placed both of his hands on Caleb's chest and rubbed it gently, feeling him up through the t-shirt. This sensation brought sly smirk on Caleb's face, which looked funny, considering he had no strength to open eyes yet.
"You prefer me to piss in your sleeping bag?"
"Mhmm." It was an acceptable and kinky alternative.
And then suddenly, Lucas kissed Caleb's cheek.
Caleb immediately opened eyes, woke up and stared at Lucas with a shocked expression, as if he was the one to piss the bag. He rubbed his twunk's back with his big basketball player's hand and tried to judge what time of the day it was. His evaluation was: very in the morning, probably still cold as shit; birds: fucking annoying; the volume of their friend group: they could all be potentially dead.
"You're just in your t-shirt, take this," Caleb said and made yet another player move, taking his warm black hoodie with his basketball team's logo off and placing it around his twunk crush. This was some romantic movie type of shit.
Lucas had nothing but this goofy wide smile, when he got Caleb's hoodie to wear. It was actually some high quality piece of clothing, but Lucas cared only for Caleb's warmth and smell left on it. The logo of the basketball team was important here, too. It was as if Caleb made him wear some kind of "property of Caleb Johnson" emblem for everyone to see and know. And it... felt good.
After Lucas left, Caleb readjusted himself in the sleeping bag and smiled to himself, enjoying the touch of kiss left on his cheek.
*
They ate breakfast together and then went deeper to the forest, to gathered wood for the last evening party. Apparently, their friends who attended the concert would bring some new people they've met with them. Their already huge group of like 25 people would grow at least by half of it. Caleb and Lucas were too isolated in their love to care about such details, though.
"Hey, I have an idea," Caleb suddenly whispered into Lucas' ear. They were busy cutting vegetables, as requested by the girl who cooked for all of them here. "Maybe we could do something before everyone comes back and the camp becomes crowded...
"Something like what?" Lucas asked with a shy smirk.
"Like go to my tent... and..." Lucas was already blushing with huge eyes full of fear. "...And teach you how to kiss."
Caleb's tongue instinctively touched his own relaxed, slightly opened lips, showing some hunger and desire. Even though he was scared, Lucas' heart rate increased in a similar, lustful excitement.
"Unless you don't want to," Caleb quickly added, seeing how Lucas' glow kind of weakened for a second. "We can take time if you wish. I just thought..." Full of regret, Caleb felt the need to slap himself for this horny haste. "He told you he's anxious about it, dumbass," he thought to himself.
Lucas wiped his hands with a towel and finally looked at Caleb.
"Alright," he said without confidence. "But if we're going to do
things like this
... I need to brush my teeth again."
Caleb raised his eyebrows.
"But you brushed them right next to me, like two hours ago... we didn't even eat anything after that."
"Precisely, it was two hours ago," Lucas insisted and ran to his tent.
Caleb smiled, watching his man leave and only then made a little goofy celebration dance. Caleb will introduce his tongue to the love of his life... what a beautiful day. And this opens a precedent that will make it possible for Caleb to teach Lucas much naughtier things later...
Just to make sure, Caleb blew on his hand and sniffed it. He sensed nothing, but at the same time, he wanted to impress Lucas, so he quickly went on a search for someone with mints to spare.
The honest truth was that when he got Lucas to cuddle, he was rock hard at first. He was just a mere man and it was a natural reaction for him to seeing an object of his desires getting comfortable in his arms. Fortunately, his erection went unnoticed, as Lucas would most likely consider him as a total pervert otherwise.
"I'm terribly nervous," Lucas revealed when he showed up in Caleb's tent.
"Still?" Caleb chuckled. "Why? You think I'm going to be judgmental?"
Lucas shrugged with a sad face.
"Not out loud."
Caleb smiled attractively and grabbed Lucas by his hands.
"You can feel safe when you're with me," Caleb assured him. "You already told me you never did this, so I know what to expect. Come on, let's make you the best kisser in town."
They zipped the tent from the inside and just sat in front of each other with crossed legs. Caleb couldn't stop smiling and Lucas felt both excited and terrified. Their hairy knees touched; Caleb's were bigger, as were his thighs. His legs training required to play basketball provided him with amazing results. Lucas visited the gym only once a week, outside of that he jogged every day, other than swimming twice a week, so he didn't really have that impressive muscle mass.
"Damn, you're hot," Lucas admitted out of the blue, immediately looked away and blew loudly, as if this realization actually made him feel too hot inside.
Caleb chuckled.
