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Poem Collection - MythOfHappiness - 1. Camping
Remember that trip?
Two days in the woods
Your mom made you come
Said you needed more “strong male influence”
And I suppose she was right
Dad got the big tent
Claiming seniority
The only other option -
A tiny thing, meant for one
He laughed “Deal with it”
Two bodies pressed tight together
That tent never was quite big enough
I lay on my side, because I have too
You on yours, turned away
We lay there, never speaking
Hours pass
The night gets darker
And colder
Our breath fogs
I shiver
“It’s cold.”
“Yes”
“You want to share sleeping bags?”
“Yes”
“Ok, cool”
You shuffle out of yours,
The thin moonlight filtered
Through the tent mesh
And the freezing cold
Turning your skin a silvery pale
I roll over
Turning myself away from you again
You slide in behind me
And I can feel your warm back
Against mine
We lay that way
For a long time
Skin against skin
Feeling each other breathe
Wrapped in our combined warmth
I felt you fall asleep
Your breathing slowing
Becoming even
It felt good
Comfortable
Soon I found myself drifting off as well
Your gentle breaths
Lulling me
Pulling me away
Warming me
I woke before you
At first light
We had somehow rolled over
And twisted ourselves together
So you were the first thing I saw
And the first thing I felt
Was also you
Just lower
Poking into my stomach
Hard and warm
It happens, I understand
But then your hand
Moved from where it was resting
On my hip
Up, to my side
Sliding across skin
Bare and smooth
Up and up
Brushing across my suddenly hard nipple
And over my chest
Now I have my own problem
And if you were awake
You would know that
So it’s a good thing you aren’t
Or else you would know something else too
I shift, trying to break your grasp
You let out a groan
But not a tired sort of groan
You still press against me
And every time I move I only make it worse
My chest goes tight
What if you wake up?
You’ll think I’m trying to rape you
How do I get out of this?
What if my dad finds us?
I wiggle again
And elicit another moan
And some shifting of your own
I jump at the feeling of your hand brushing me
Sliding down again
Lower and lower now
Sliding against your skin
And my own
Till it reaches it’s goal
The waistband of your shorts
I watch it
Frozen for another reason now
As it slips in and pulls out
what waits inside
And starts traveling its length
Slow and even
Stroking
Like you knew what you were doing
Like this was all
A part of your plan
Then I looked
At your face
Your open eyes locked on mine
And you reached over
And pulled my hand to you
And you kissed me
And that was when I knew it was real
Not even in my dreams
Did your kisses ever feel
So good
And once we had spent ourselves
We lay there on my discarded sleeping bag
In each other's arms for hours
Just talking and laughing
And doing all that stuff we always did
Because you’re still my best friend
And I’m still yours
We’re closer now than I ever thought
We would be
As close as two people can be
And our love is stronger now
Than it’s ever been before
Because now we know
What kind of love it really is
And you prove that to me every day
So I would like to ask
One little favor from you
Just a small thing really
Smaller even than that tent
That started it all
Will you marry me?
- 12
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