The Camping Trip
Day Two

by Ciejye

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Disclaimer: They are mine all mine. Muhahahaha *grins*

This is part of the Threads of the Tapestries Universe. It includes elements of loving discipline of adult men and a minor child. While the child is 16 there is no sex involving him though he does get spanked. There is al so some BDSM but it is also done in a very consensual manner. This series deals with slash and male/ male sex. If any of this is not your cup of tea. Please feel free to delete now.

Thank you Bonnie May for Betaing, *smile*

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Saturday

The sun was high before the last person stumbled out of his tent into the bright light emitted by the sunshine.

"Damn meds." Sydney muttered as he rubbed his eyes, and hobbled to the picnic table, as if by magic, juice and toast appeared in front of him.

"Morning kitten," Ohanko said as he absently kissed Sydney on the top of his sleep-tousled hair. Ohanko was the most affectionate one of the group. He always seemed to know when someone was in need of a hug and to the chagrin of the boys, he was also the one who knew when someone needed a swat as well.

"Morning Ohanko" Sydney tried to smile. "Can we back off the meds today? I feel so out of it."

"I'll check you out after you eat and we will go from there." Ohanko cracked an egg into a hot skillet with practiced ease.

"Where is everyone?" Sydney asked a few minutes later after he had worked his way though the juice.

"At the lake fishing," Ohanko said as he set the plate of bacon and eggs in front of Sydney. "As soon as Dylan gets back with the water, and you finish eating we can join them."

Sydney nodded and dug into the eggs with gusto, the fresh air and good night's sleep did wonders for his appetite. He was almost done with his breakfast when Dylan crashed though the underbrush, and emerged into the clearing where the tents were. He looked a bit disheveled and frightened.

"Something wrong Bunny boy?" Ohanko asked using the pet name he had for Dylan. He had one for all the boys. When Ohanko first met Dylan he said the boy was cute and cuddly, this embarrassed Dylan a good deal, he was also bouncing everywhere and nervous like a little bunny twitching his nose. Dylan of course hated it, but accepted it as part of the Indian's charm.

Dylan made the face at the pet name but looked behind him again "No, I guess I was just being jumpy. I felt like someone was watching me the whole time I was getting the water."

"Probably a bear or sometime." Sydney teased.

"Hush kitten." Ohanko admonished as he moved to the twitchy, upset Dylan and wrapped his arms around the shivering boy. He pulled him into a tight hug. "Your okay now Bunny, I'll check it out noting can harm you here."

Dylan clung to Ohanko in a way that led the older man to believe that whatever was out there it was real in Dylan's mind. Dylan was skittish normally, but not usually frightened. His job as an EMT put him in many situations that would have scared most people but Dylan was always unfazed so this was serious for him.

Ohanko never hesitated as he pulled the boy to the table and sat on the bench with Dylan in his lap. Ohanko rubbed Dylan's back in a circular motion to soothe him while he spoke softly to Sydney. "Kitten, go to the river, Its just over the hill, and ask Paul to come here please."

Dylan's arms tightened around Ohanko's neck, "No please, Ohanko I don't want to take Paul away from his fishing, please, I will be okay, it was probably just nerves."

"He won't mind little bunny," Ohanko said gently.

"NOOOOOOOO!! Please." Dylan wailed, the tears that filled his eyes fell down his face.

"Okay, we will go with Sydney, Bunny boy." Ohanko said as he stood Dylan up, then rose himself.

"Go ahead, I'll clean up here and catch up with you in a few minutes." Sydney offered.

Ohanko smiled at him gratefully, they didn't want to leave anything out that would attract bears. "Thanks kitten, don't be long." Then he led the shivering youth over the hill.

Paul was over to Ohanko and Dylan the moment he saw them come out of the forest. He pulled his still shaking partner into a bear hug, immediately he tried to soothe him. His first thought was that Dylan had done something , that Ohanko had to spank him for, and he looked to Ohanko for an explanation.

Ohanko shrugged but said, "Something in the woods spooked him."

Tony walked up at that moment "Where's Sydney?"

"Back at the camp still. He volunteered to clean up while Dylan and I came here. He should be along in a few minutes." Ohanko explained as he nodded to the shaking youth.

Tony nodded but kept a look out for his little one anyway.

Paul calmed Dylan down after a while. Dylan couldn't give a reason he was so spooked. "I felt watched," he protested, "And, and, and, I heard things, like someone was following me."

"Its okay sweetheart, nothing can harm you. You're with me now, we'll check for you baby just to be sure."

"JUST TO BE SURE???!!! I AM NOT A BABY!" Dylan snapped as his temper exploded. "There WAS something there! I am tired of everyone patronizing me like I was some kind of child, there WAS something there I tell you, there W AS!!!" Dylan was in full whine by this time. "You all think I'm a baby because I'm not all big and macho. Well I am not a baby I'm NOT!!" Dylan's voice had risen to a scout again. Paul's reaction was immediate, a single powerful swat to Dylan's bubble butt. Dylan was shocked into silence, his hazel eyes filled with tears.

"You know better than to think I would call you A baby, even though you are MY baby." Paul scolded. "I know your upset, however, that doesn't exempt you from being respectful. I said we would check on the path and we will . Now come over to the blanket. I want you to lay down for a while."

"Please Paul, I don't wanna take a nap." Dylan whined again. "I'm sorry I yelled and was disrespectful, please."

Paul gently but firmly guided his lover to the blanket that was spread out on the ground. Once Dylan was settled and calm Paul went back to where Tony and the others stood. Sydney had arrived a few minutes earlier; he too said he felt watched and nervous. But whether it was the power of suggestion or real they didn't know. Tony, Ohanko and Madison set out to survey the area and see if there was any evidence of anything more than strong imaginations. Damalis and Paul remained with the younger men and kept alert just in case.

The scouts were back with in an hour; nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, no evidence of anyone watching the boys. The men went back to fishing and thought nothing more of it.

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Tion followed his Master and lover down the path. It wasn't really a path but Tion didn't know that. He was tether on a leash. His arm behind him and a heavy pack on his back, he was nude other than a cock-ring but the pace his Master set kept him warm. When he did shiver it was only in anticipation. His Master was the kindest gentlest man he had ever met until he was crossed. Then he became harder than steel. His gentle hands that could caress a slave boy to ecstasy became unyielding and worse than any paddle.

Tion was so lost in his own thoughts he failed to see Quincy stop and ran right into his back. Tion's blue eyes flashed wide at his error and he hit his knees then down went his head to the ground. "I'm sorry Master." he choked out as his bottom rose up high in the air.

Quincy didn't speak a word. He simply used the end of the leash and left four bright red stripes on his slaves turned up rump.

Tion felt his cock leap in anticipation and lust. He knew the difference between strict punishment and scening and even though they lived this every day of their lives. This was a scene and worthy of a response.

Quincy reached down and pulled the butt plug from his loves lubed ass. He would replace it again to keep his favorite opening well stretched and available. Tion whispered back in his throat as the plug left him. A moment later Quincy's thick cock replaced it. One smooth thrust buried him to the hilt Tion groaned in the pleasure of the hard thrusts as his Master started a rough ride. He almost blissed out from the pleasure. Harder and deeper each thrust bottomed out as Tion bit his lip hard to keep from begging. A sharp slap to his ass released the lip.

"How does he always know?" Tion thought then as abruptly as the thrusts started they stop Quincy withdrew and the plug was replaced with fresh lube. "Heel." Was the sharp command, and Quincy began to walk again the leash in his hand. Tion leapt to his feet and followed his Master again. His purple cock bobbed in the cool air as they walked briskly along. Tion paid careful attention to his Master after that. He adored Quincy with every fiber of his being and had for the last two years. He would do anything for this Master endure any punishment or pleasure. He loved it when his Master took him in hand like this. He made sure to stay two paces behind his beloved Master; as a bonus he had a better view of that wonderful ass.

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For several of the younger men it was their first time fishing, Mew, Iggy had never been before and while Sydney had gone fishing and camping with Tony he really preferred to be in civilization. This however did not stop them from having a good time. They fished for a while, Damalis showed Iggy how to bait his hook and cast the line, and then soothed him when he didn't get a bite right away. Finally, Iggy hooked a fish and everyone cheered.

"So what's up with Iggy?" Tony asked as Damalis joined him on the shore again.

"What do you mean?

"The hair and he's off school for a week?"

Damalis snorted, "the hair is 'his thing' he's rebelling against authority mostly mine"

"Ahh I see, and school?"

"Suspended."

"Fighting again?"

"Yep"

"How long?"

"Two weeks this time"

"Ouch"

"That's what he said"

"Why so long?"

"He head butted another boy in the nuts"

Tony winced, "that had to hurt."

"Yep especially since he had a football helmet on at the time."

Tony's eyes crossed, "Paddle?"

Damalis nodded, "And the strap, and he is grounded"

"Poor kid"

"Poor kid? Poor me! Who do you thin has to police him and put up with his moods though this?"

The chuckle was low and deep "Your right poor you." Tony grinned wickedly

"Asshole"

Grins, "Yep"

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After 20 minutes of walking Quincy stopped without warning, Tion was watching this time and immediately stopped and dropped to his knees.

"What are you?" Quincy demanded as he took hold of Tion's hair,

"Tion, slave of Master Quincy, first in his house, first in his heart, his slave his property his toy, his love, his mate, his for now and always. His forever." Tion spoke with confidence, he knew how much he was loved and reveled in his Lover/Masters control over him. v "Good boy, serve me." Tion gasped but never faltered, He released his master's cock and swallowed it hole, he eager tongue licked every bit of the pulsing shaft, his hands remained bound as Quincy thrust into his beloved's eager mouth and with the earlier stimulation it didn't take Quincy long to explode with a sigh of contentment, his sensitive shaft twitched and with each loving lick of Tion's talented tongue, as he was cleaned,

Quincy removed the pack Tion carried and rubbed the marks it left his fingers caused Tion to shiver in delight, Quincy gave Tion some Walter then flipped him over his knee. The spanking was sharp but short as was the kiss that followed it,

"That's better, a bit of color while I put you though your paces."

Tion felt his cock jump, he loved being able to perform for his Master and lover, he adored this level of control.

"Arch" Quincy snapped after he had released Tion's arms.

Tion swiftly stood and didn't a back bend until his hands touched the ground, his feet spread wide, his cock stood straight up in the air. Tion was computer geek but his hobby was gymnastics and he was a very limber and flexible young man.

Quincy took the flag pole in his mouth, right down to the root, the first time he had don't this Tion was so shocked he dropped to the floor his shaft ripped form his mates lips, but he had learned more control since then , and stayed exactly where he was this time.

Quincy slid a hand to the butt plug and played with it as he sucked. He was rewarded a moment later with an eruption that threatened to gag him. Quincy chuckled. He loved doing that to his slave.

"On your knees boy." Quincy commanded sharply. "Present!"

Tion flushed with desire and excitement, he knew the march and spankings were just leading up to this moment. He flipped without really standing up and got to his knees, his head right in the dirt, his ass high and exposed, legs spread widely for his Master.

Quincy looked at the trees around the area they were in, then selected a switch off of one, he stripped the leaves from it and swiped it in the air. Tion saw what he was doing and shivered in delight, he was a pain slut as long as his lover was not angry and from the smile on his face, Quincy was not angry in the least.

Slowly, Quincy moved to his little slave toy, the switch swiped though the air once and the sound made the boy shiver in anticipation, he arched his back a bit more so his Master had a good area to work on. Quincy brought the switch down on the boy's unprotected butt; the crack was loud in the air and the boy cried out with the pain that exploded on his behind. The next stripe landed half an inch below the first one. Tion cried out again his cock filling and growing fat. He was in pain slut heaven.

The stripes landed half an inch below each other; several caught the plug pushing it in further. Tion sobbed and screamed with the pain, his cock dripped with the passions that filled him. Finally when the switch connected with his tender crease at the bottom of his ass, he screamed a word. "MASTER!!!"

Quincy stopped the switching and ripped open his pants, his hard cock bobbed out, he stepped between the boy's legs and knelt down. Quincy pulled the plug from his lover's ass and plunged into the hot dark tight hole. He grasped the quivering hips and began to pound, his cock drove in and out of the tight hold with a passion and abandon that was matched by his slave toy. A hard fucking caused the boy's cock to harden more, his ass, striped and sore was pounded by his Master's hips. Tion clung to the dirt and grass; he was soaring as his Master took his pleasure from the tight little ass and the willing submission of his boy.

Two hearts soared with the love that filled them. Quincy felt his balls tightening in anticipation of his orgasm and reached around to grasp the cock of his slave. "You will come when I command." He said sternly, his fingers teased the length of his boy's cock.

"YES MASTER!" Tion was beyond thought he could only obey.

Quincy increased the force of his thrusts, and stroked the boy in tandem of the thrusts, then with a mighty roar he came in his slave, his hot seed filled the boy's tight little ass as he roared "YIELD!!" Tion came with a scream no even a second later. "MASTER!!" he screamed into the grass as his seed anointed the ground.

For several moments they were frozen in time and in orgasm each one straining to hold it for as long as they could. Then as one they collapsed on the ground and panted hard.

Quincy chuckled as he brushed back his sweet slave's hair. "You needed that my little love."

"Ohhh yes Master, I think you broke me though." Tion replied cheekily.

Quincy thrust against his slave again and laughed, "Impudent pup."

Together they slowly got up and cleaned off, Quincy pulled out the clothing he brought for his boy and gently treated the stripes on his bottom. Then pulled him into a deep soulful kiss.

"Who do you belong to boy?"

"You Master, only you." Was the loving answer.

Arm in arm they went back to the camp.

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That night the camp feasted on fresh fish, and berries that Quincy and Tion picked on their way back. Tion was curled up in Quincy's lap.

Tony held Sydney on his lap as well; one large hand stroked the blond hair. "No love, no S'mores, You know you have to be good. But you can have a granola bar"

Sydney for all his height and commanding aura pouted like a child at the command but took the bar with the air of a condemned man. Tony laughed and kissed his hair.

Ohanko enjoyed a shoulder rub from Jason as he watched the fire, he had checked out Sydney's feet and later discreetly Tion's bottom. Now he was just content to let his little love minister to him.

Paul held Dylan in his lap as well, his arms held the lad gently, the security of the powerful arms around the lad helped chase the fears the boy still had away.

Damalis was stretched out on a blanket as he watched Iggy write his lines, the boy's head against his knee, his hand moved slowly in the firelight caressing the soft hair. Iggy's hand moved slower and slower then the writing stopped and the pen dropped to the paper. Damalis looked up at Tony who was next to them. "Is he sleeping?"

Tony turned his head and looked at the small boy for few moments. "Yep, cute little cuss isn't he?"

Damalis laughed, "Yes, when he's sleeping." His hand still rubbed the brown hair gently. A while later Damalis picked up his small charge and headed into the tent.

Mew watched all this from his place by Madison. He was not sure about all the affection, all the love that seemed to come from every direction. He glanced at Madison and covertly watched the strong features in the light of the fire while he fingered the tracking device. A strange disquiet filled him as he thought about sleeping so close to this man yet so far away. Mew longed to be in his lap, then shook himself and wondered where that thought came from.

One by one the men said their goodnights and headed to their beds. The fire was put out and silence descended on the peaceful camp.

To be continued

Coming soon, The Camping Trip, Day three, Monday

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