Camping With Mom’s Boyfriend and His Buddies

Mom and I were all alone till she met Glen. Glen was a big masculine guy, who thought I was too effeminate for my own good, and was going to MAKE A MAN of me, as he told Mom. I was a tall boy of 16, had a slender torso, long arms and slender hands, my butt was nice and round and my thighs were heavy. I did look effeminate, especially with my long hair, which I refused to cut. Glen was 6foot 2inches, about 250 pounds and had hairy arms and chest. His large hands were rough as well as his speech. He generally wore tight blue jeans that showed off an abundance of a crotch.
It was late November, and the weather was unusually warm. Glen and some of his buddies, decided to take a week off and go deer hunting. Since the weather was favorable, they decided to take tents and camp out. Glen decided that this was just what I needed to help MAKE A MAN OF ME. I wasn’t really interested in shooting no Bambi, but Mom insisted I go anyway. We left home, in a caravan of trucks, and drove down south into the Ozarks of Missouri. We found a large public forest that allowed hunting and sat up camp. The men paired off in twos to share tents and Glen and I shared a tent.
It was late by the time camp was sat up, and we ate sandwiches that had been picked up in town that night, but we had a large campfire, to warm ourselves. As the evening grew into nighttime it got colder, and Glen and I sat together, and his big body sheltered me from the cool air. We all turned in early that night and Glen, I noticed, had zipped our sleeping bags together to make one big one. We stripped off our outer clothes and went to bed in our under shorts and t-shirts. I got a good look at him when he undressed, big hairy thighs and legs, big cock hanging with balls in his shorts and hair sticking up over the top of his t-shirt. He crawled into the sleeping bag with me, and we both fell asleep shortly, well spaced away from each other.
During the night, I guess, he thought he was in bed with Mom, because I awoke with his arms wrapped around me, and him kissing me tenderly on the neck. I felt his dick pressing into my ass; it was so long and hard. A thrill went through me as I felt this big man behind me. I went back to sleep in his arms. The next morning Glen was up early and I noticed that his cock was big and hard poking out the front of his shorts. He went out side and well away from camp I heard him take a piss. When he returned his cock was not quite as big.
We spent the day wandering about in the forest, looking for deer tracks, and finally found a spot, sat and waited. As the end of the day came it grew cooler. We returned to camp and fixed our evening meal. We sat around the campfire for a while and talked with the others, than headed to our beds. I guess Glenn was especially missing mom this night, because when we went to bed in our sleeping bags, he immediately drew me close to him and hugged me in a bear hug.