Freaky Shit

Chapter 10: Summer Camp Shenanigans (bxb)

Ashton laid in his bunk, thinking about his boyfriend. It had been a week since he'd seen Kade and he

didn't get home for another week. There were plenty of guys here, but none of them were Kade. He

missed him. Sometimes they'd write each other, but Ashton was busy with activities and Kade had

gotten a summer job. On top of all that, Ashton hadn't gotten, y'know, off since the last time he saw

Kade. And that was three days before he even left. Going on day 11 without his baby Ashton was

hornier than a freaking rhino. He had to do something.

When mail came Ashton bounced around, eager to see if Kade had sent him anything. 'Ooo I hope he

misses me as much as I miss him' he thought.

"Hey Ash!" Connor, Ashton's counselor called, "you got maaaiiiil." Ashton sprinted over to him and

grabbed the letter from him.

"Yess!" He grinned as he ripped open the letter. Inside was a piece of paper, folded over and taped. On

it in his boyfriends smooth handwriting was a short note.

for your eyes only

Ashton scrunched his brow as he wondered what Kade could have sent him. Especially if no one else

was supposed to see it. 'Tonight' he thought, he'd find out.

That night, when everyone in Ashton's cabin was asleep, he snuck out and headed for the bathroom.

He'd half to be careful, the counselors were showering tonight. He snuck down by the stalls opposite

the showers, hoping no one saw him. The lights were dim so hiding were it was darker was his best

bet.

He slipped in to the last stall and closed the door. He pulled the letter from his pocket and looked it

over. He squinted through the crack in the stall, making sure no one was around. He flipped open the

top of the envelope and slid out the paper, pulling off the piece of tape and unfolding it. He turned his

back to the door and started to read.

fuck, i've missed you so much baby. being away from you for so long has been hell. at night, i lay in our

bed and can't help but think about you. and then i'm thinking about your sweet ass and i'm r-

'HOLY SHIT' Ashton thought 'its a sext. a setter? Who cares, Kade misses me too. Misses, misses me.'

His eyes moved down to the rest of the letter.

-ock hard. jerking off is nothing like having you, sliding up and down on me, moaning my name.

Ashton's dick was obviously getting the message in his now constricting shorts. He slid his shorts down

and rubbed himself through his boxers. He really shouldn't be doing this, not here, not now. But he was Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

hard, and he hadn't done this in so long. And it wasn't his fault. He kept reading, 'There's no point in

stopping now'.

last night i was thinking about you calling me daddy. god, just the thought makes me so horny kitten. so

i slid my boxers off and pulled up a picture of you, naked, the one you sent me on my birthday. i flipped

over onto my knees. and wrapped my hand around my cock.

Ashton moaned. He couldn't help it, he was finally getting what he wanted. But still, he needed more.

He bit on his lip and continued, pulling his erection out and stroking it.

i ran my thumb over my slit, the way you would with your tongue. i pulled my hand down and imagined

your tight hole. i pulled back and slammed into my fist again, imagining you clawing at my back. i did

again and again. i imagined the way you would have choked out a plea for me to touch you, knowing

like a good boy that i didn't want you to touch yourself. are you touching yourself now, princess?

Ashton groaned. Would his Daddy be mad that he was pleasuring himself? Why would he have sent

the note? Ashton couldn't think. He set down the letter and closed his eyes. He stroked himself faster.

But it wasn't enough. He whined, wanting his Daddy so badly. He didn't realize how loud he was being

until the door opened and he stumbled back into someone.

"Ashton?" Conner caught Ashton against his chest. He looked down over his shoulder and saw his

hand on himself.

"Why are y-?" he saw the paper and it clicked. He smirked. 'So he is gay' he thought, this would be fun.

"Baby, what are you doing?" He asked, placing his hand over Ashton's, stopping his movements.

"Daddy-" He choked out.

"Are you pleasuring yourself?"

"I-i was hard an," He whined, turning towards Conner.

"Well, we can't have that." Conner said pulling their hands away from Ashton's dick. Ashton wriggled

against Conner, stirring his cock.

"Off," He pouted, clawing at the towel wrapped around his hips. Conner chuckled and unwrapped

himself, letting the towel drop. Conners hands were on Ashton's shoulders, Ashton's hands on Conners

hips. With their height difference Ashton's head was nearly even with Conners middle. His mouth

moved towards Conner on instinct.

"A ah" Conner pulled him back away from him, turning him back around, "you just relax and let me do

the work Kitten." Conner purred at him. Ashton whined as he felt Conner at his entrance. He leaned

against the wall as Conner pushed himself all the way in. It hurt but Ashton was glad to finally get what

he needed. Conner started to move in an out, finding a steady rhythm. He slammed into Ashton making

him moan. Conner gripped his hips and pounded Ashton.

"D-daddy," He whined, "aah please mh"

"What is it kitten," Conner leaned over Ashton, "Do you want me to touch you? Stroke your pretty little

cock until you shoot your load all over yourself.

"Nhh yes Daddy" Ashton moaned, arching his back. He felt Conners hand wrap around him and slowly

move up and down.

"Fuck faster" he groaned. Conners hand stopped and the other made contact with his ass. Ashton

jumped forwards and moaned, pressing against the wall.

"Language, kitten" Conner said in a hoarse tone.

"Sorry Daddy." Ashton pouted. Conners hand was wrapped around him again and he smirked. He

moved back onto Conner forcing his dick deeper inside him and the pushed forwards into Conners

hand.

"Mm that won't do kitten." Conner said, stopping his thrusts. He hooked an arm around Ashton's waist

pulling him back and angling him more. He ran his other hand through Ashton's hair and gripped on to

a small section of it.

"Hands against the wall, bad boys don't get to play nice." As soon as Ashton hand his hands placed

against the wall Conner slammed into him. Ashton cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. This was

what he needed. Conner continued to slam in and out of the smaller boy until his legs began to quiver.

"P-please I aah~" Ashton moaned. Conners lips brushed against his ear,

"Go ahead kitten, touch yourself" Ashton wrapped his hand around around himself and let out a choked

sob.

"Nhh god" He moaned.

"Are you close kitten?" Conner moved his hand down towards Ashton's. Ashton whined as Conner

pulled his hand off him, replacing it with his own "shh, let Daddy take care of you." Conner kissed down

his neck, making sure to leave marks.

"I-i'm g- ahh" Ashton groaned as he came on Conners hand and his stomach. Conner felt as Ashton's

walls clenched around him and he came soon after. Ashton fell back into Conners chest, exhausted.

"Shit, guess i'm gonna have to take another shower." Conner laughed.

"Language, Daddy" Ashton mumbled, his eye lids starting feel heavy. Conner smiled and shook his

head, leading Ashton towards the showers.

"Let's get you cleaned up, hm?" He said, turning the shower on and washing them both off. Ashton

relaxed under the warm water and soon Conner had them both wrapped in towels and making there

way back to bed.

~the next morning~

Ashton sat at his table, picking at a soggy bowl of cheerios (plz don't sue me). His friend Josh sat down

next to him.

"Hey A-" he started to greet Ashton "are those hickies?" He asked, examining Ashton's neck.

"What?! No! They- don't be ridiculous, how would I get hickies?" Ashton said, flustered.

"Well then?" Josh said raising his eyebrow "what are they?" He folded his arms, giving Ashton the look.

"I probably just hit the edge of my bunk or something" Ashton said, trying to cover his neck.

"You expect me to believe you hit your bunk-" he counted the marks under his breath, "..four five six,

SIX times?"

Ashton shrugged, trying to avoid the conversation. He looked over at Conner, sitting with all the other

counselors. He was looking at Ashton, talking to his friends and pointing at him. He gave Ashton a

proud smirk, making him blush. Josh caught him and looked over his shoulder.

"Oh my god, did you-?!" He started to ask, eyes wide.

"No! Whatever your thinking stop! It's not- we didn't-" Ashton didn't think his face could have gotten any

redder.