Bored In Yellowstone

Bored In Yellowstone

Note: There is a hint of gay near the end but it does not go into any detail and it should not deter you from reading the story. I apologize in advance. It is just the way the story took me.


Chapter One: The beginning


My sister Stacey and I were bored!

We were on vacation with our parents. We were way back in Yellowstone National Park. We were stuck there for the next three weeks. We were in hell!

Mom and Dad had planned on a one-month vacation in the boondocks all year. They had planned everything to the last detail except one thing…fun.

We were taken way to hell back into the park by a guide we hired. He had a four-wheel drive and dropped us and all of our gear off. He promised to return in three weeks. I prayed that he would return!

We set up our camp. It consisted of two tents, one for Mom and Dad and other one for Stacey and I. Stacey wanted our tent as far from Mom and Dad’s tent as we could get. Surprisingly Mom and Dad felt the same way. Cool! So then we put up our big tarp, folding table, and cook stove. We put our food containers in another place far from camp. We had bought special containers for our food. They were supposed to be the latest in bear proof and animal proof construction. Supposedly a drug-sniffing dog could not detect what was inside!

My sister is sixteen years old and very well built even if I do say so myself. She is five feet six inches tall, one hundred and five pounds, and I know for a fact that her bra size is a 34-C. Every one of my friends has admired my sister and said that he would give his left nut to fuck her. I was pretty sure that Stacey was not a virgin from the way she talks on the phone to her girlfriends.

I am seventeen years old, five feet eight inches, and a hundred and twenty pounds. I run track in school and am pretty physically fit. I am still a virgin.

After we were fully set up I rolled out my sleeping bag and put my closed cell foam pad under it. I rolled Stacey’s sleeping bag out too and found a quart bottle of Wild Cherry Brandy hidden in it. I knew exactly where she had gotten it too. Aunt Mary gave me a quart of Blackberry Brandy but I hid mine in my clothes in my backpack. I put it under her sleeping bag and went outside.

Mom and Stacey were starting our lunch. We had a whole bunch of freeze dried pouches and they were fixing up four pouches of macaroni and cheese. Soon we were eating. Then it was time to check out our surroundings.

Stacey and I followed Mom and Dad as they walked out from our campsite in all four directions. To the north about ten minutes was a really big hill, to the east about five minutes was a stream, and to the south about fifteen minutes was nothing but trees. That was the way we came in. However to the west about fifteen minutes was a beautiful lake. Back at camp Dad broke out the fishing gear and he and I went back to the lake. It was the one thing that we always had done together. It was peaceful, relaxing, and we really didn’t have to talk to one another. In fact it was encouraged not to talk and scare the fish away. It was nice. We caught three pretty good size fish and headed back to camp.

Dad cleaned the fish at the lake so as not to attract any wild animals to our camp. Mom was pleased that we had caught some fish. Stacey and she had found some berries and nuts. She had made some sort of fried bread too. We had a pretty good meal then it started to get dark. We lit a campfire and Mom brought out a quart of Peach Brandy. She said that her sister Mary had given it to her and told her to let us share it with her. Mom had four small shot glasses that held three quarter of an ounce each and poured four glasses.

Something in my mind said, “That won’t last the whole three weeks.”

Mom said, “That’s right but she gave me two bottles and that will last all four of us for the full three weeks.”

Mom raised her glass and said, “Here’s too a great family vacation.” Then she sipped hers.

Stacey and I sipped ours too. It was strong but very tasty. It was a lot different than wine or beer. As it got dark we finished our drinks. Dad suggested that we turn in so Stacey and I headed toward our tent.

Just as we got to it I told Stacey that I had unrolled her sleeping bag and found her bottle. She looked shocked but I told her that Aunt Mary had given me one too. We went inside and zipped the door closed behind us. Stacey turned on the tiny battery light above the door.

As we sat on our sleeping bags I told Stacey that we could each have a shot of both of our bottles each night. She smiled at that. We both liked the Wild Cherry Brandy better than the Blackberry Brandy but it was all real good. The three shots we drank were making us light headed.

I yawned and pulled my T-shirt over my head, took off my pants, and laid on top of my sleeping bag in just my underwear. I looked over at Stacey and watched her pull her T-shirt up over her head revealing her bra. Then she pulled her pants down revealing her panties. Then she decided that she needed to pee. So did I. So we got out and walked behind out tent. I remembered that Dad had warned us about peeing near our campsite so I got a flashlight and we walked out a ways. Stacey was pretty unsure of her footing so I held her hand. Occasionally her hand would brush the back of my ass as we walked. When I figured we had gone far enough I stopped, pushed down the front of my underwear, and peed a steady stream. I didn’t know that Stacey was watching me until I finished. Apparently the flashlight had given her quite a view.

Stacey said, “Boys are so lucky that they have a dick to pee with.”

I just looked at her and Stacey said, “You can pee without taking your clothes off. Like in the winter you can just whip it out and go while we girls have to drop our pants and panties to our knees and pray that we don’t pee all over them or all over our shoes.”

Stacey was tipsy enough from the brandy to say, “Watch!” So I aimed the flashlight toward her. Stacey dropped her panties to her knees, squatted down, and started to pee. I was simply amazed and watched in awe. She was right! If she had been wearing pants she probably would have gotten them wet. Her pussy seemed to spray her piss everywhere unlike my straight stream. I raised the flashlight just enough to see her nicely trimmed brown pubic hair. The stream had gotten to her shoe put fortunately soaked into the ground before making a puddle. Stacey stood up and I raised the flashlight with her. I watched as she pulled her panties up and then saw them dry off her wet pussy. I took her hand and led her back to our tent.

Inside our tent Stacey said, “Now my panties are all wet.”

So I let her take the flashlight and watched as she looked in her backpack for another pair. When she pulled out a skimpy blue pair of G-string panties I let out a low whistle.

Stacey looked at me and asked, “Do you like these?”

I replied, “I sure do!”

Then Stacey said, “I don’t really have to wear anything to bed. I never do at home.”

I said, “I never do either.” With that I pulled off my underwear letting my six-inch cock spring free. I was fully erect from watching Stacey.

Then I watched Stacey remove her wet panties and then reach around to unhook her bra. I took the flashlight and aimed it high enough to see her tits as her bra fell off.

I said, “Oh my God! Stacey you are beautiful.”

She smiled and said, “Why thank you! You’re kind of beautiful yourself!” She looked straight at my cock.

I turned off the flashlight and the tiny tent light. I slid my sleeping bag closer to Stacey’s. I reached out a hand and cupped one of her breasts. It was more than a handful. Stacey reached out too and held my cock.

We must have drifted off to sleep because I heard Dad shouting that it was time to get up. I looked over at Stacey and she was smiling. Then I realized that she was still holding my soft cock in her hand. I cupped her breast and said, “Good morning.”

Stacey smiled at me and leaned over to kiss the head of my cock, “Good morning to you too, little fellow.”

So I leaned over and kissed both of her nipples and flicked them with my tongue, “Good morning girls.”

We got dressed. Stacey did not put on a bra or any panties just a short top and a pair of tiny shorts. I left my underwear off and wore a T-shirt and shorts. I must admit that Stacey looked much better in her clothes than I did. But then again she always has!

As we went out of our tent Stacey said that she needed to pee again and asked me to take her to our toilet tree. I saw that she brought the coffee can with the toilet paper in it. So I brought the small latrine shovel. I also grabbed my camera hoping for the best.

Stacey held my hand like she had the night before and kept rubbing my ass as we walked. This time it was clearly on purpose! When we arrived she waited for me to dig a two-foot trench for her to poop in. She could see the camera in my T-shirt pocket and told me to get ready because she really had to go. I watched as she removed her shorts and squatted. I put my camera on video and held the button down. I was real close to the ground and to her wonderful pussy. I got the spraying, splashing, and the puddle that formed in the shallow trench. Then I got a brown turd coming out of Stacey’s asshole. That is when I got hit and my finger came off the button and my video clip ended.

Stacey said, “Pervert! You don’t need to take pictures of me talking a shit!”

I said, “I’m sorry but it was amazing to watch.”

Stacey said, “You really are a pervert aren’t you?”

I said, “I just love to watch you do anything!”

Stacey said, “What do you mean anything?”

I said, “Well I like to watch you change your clothes, go to the bathroom, and I even like to watch your ass as you walk away and your crotch as you walk toward me. I like to watch you sleep too. I really like to watch you pee though. It excites the Hell out of me!”

Stacey said, “I suppose that you would like to watch me Jill Off too wouldn’t you?”

My mouth went dry at the thought but I managed to say, “Oh God yes! I’d give anything to watch you masturbate.”

Stacey said, “Lets get one thing straight I Jill Off and you Jack Off! Get it? Jack and Jill! That masturbate shit is for Mom and Dad!”

I said, “Yeah I get it you Jill Off and I would love to watch you do it. Can I sometime?”

Stacey said, “Yes, if I can watch you Jack Off.”

I said, “I have to pee first but then you can watch me.”

So I peed in the same spot where Stacey had peed and pooped. I wet down her used toilet paper. When I finished I covered up the used part of the ditch and dug another foot or two. I stuck the latrine shovel in the ground near where Stacey had sealed the coffee can with her toilet paper in it.

Then I took off my shorts and started stroking my cock as Stacey watched. I was already pretty excited from seeing her naked this morning and just watching her pee. Hell her pussy was right there to look at as I Jacked Off too. I got going faster and fasted until my fingers were a blur. I watched Stacey slip her fingers into her pussy lips and start wiggling them about. It wasn’t long before I was shooting out gobs of cum. The first one flew the farthest then they progressively got shorter until the last one fell straight down into Stacey’s hand. She smiled at me as she put her hand up to her lips and tasted it. Wow! Stacey licked the palm of her hand clean then licked the head of my cock taking the whole head into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it. Then she pulled back and stood up. Together we put our shorts on and headed back to camp.

Stacey said, “You will have to wait until tonight to see me Jill Off!”

I said, “Okay! If I have too!”

On the way Stacey said, “You tasted a lot better than I expected!”

I said, “I thought that you had sucked cocks before.”

Stacey said, “No silly that’s just what I tell my girlfriends so they will leave me alone. Being a total virgin is not cool in my circle of friends.”

I said, “So you’re a virgin too?”

Stacey said, “You too.