Mom-Son Honey Camping 2

Mom and I walked back to the campsite through the woods in a hurried fashion – still nearly naked. Mom walked in front of me but I felt too guilty to admire the view. As we appeared from the woods on to the campsite, we could see dad facing away from us and unpacking our things. He barely noticed mom brushing past him to enter the large tent in a hurry. She quickly threw out a pair of shorts for me from the tent and then zipped up the tent. Before dad could register we were back and naked, I put my shorts on. I felt so remorseful that I couldn’t make eye contact with dad as he asked me what happened with the honey. I muttered a weak response as nonchalantly as I could and offered to help him bring the rest of our things from the car. I could hear mom rummaging around the tent presumably changing her clothes. As dad and I walked towards the car, mom exited the tent and shouted at us that she was going to the shower stalls that was near where we parked the car and followed slowly behind us.

After a couple of trips to the car we had unloaded everything and on the last trip from the car mom followed behind us having finished her shower. She seemed a lot more relaxed. I guess getting your son’s spunk washed off of you will do that. I noticed that Mom only had a long towel wrapped around her and she carried her dirty clothes with her in her hands.

As I put away the stove and other things I had on me outside the tents dad looked around worriedly.
“Oh no please don’t tell me… where the hell is it…..I’m sure I packed it….” Said dad as he moved around our things clearly looking for something.

Mom silently stepped into the tent not paying any attention to us. For some strange reason and for a split second I got a vision of my newly clean mom stepping out of her towel naked to get changed in the tent. It was only for a split second.

“Errr guys, we have a problem” proclaimed dad. “I think… well I know …that we’ve left one of the sleeping bags behind”

“What?” said mom peeking her head out of the tent, still in some state of undress as she tried to keep the zipper to the tent closed around her body.

“Yeah we only have two of the sleeping bags with us” I think I left the other one in the garage this morning” replied dad sheepishly. “Looks like you and honey boy here will have to share a bag. I’m clearly too big to fit into a bag with you so it’ll have to be you and junior”.

“Errr dad it’s fine I’ll sleep in the car” I said sensing mom’s discomfort.

“Don’t be silly son, I’m sure your mother won’t mind… besides after what I saw earlier…” Said dad in a sly tone.

“You are right darling, junior and I will shack up” chimed in mom distracting dad from where he was taking the conversation.
I suspect that she didn’t want dad thinking there was anything suspicious going on. Displaying discomfort will make dad think that there was something sexual to what he saw earlier. Mom looked over at me and forced a smile.

“It’s settled then. Son, get the fire going. Honey, get the cooking started. I’m off to have a shower” said dad as he left the camp site in the direction of the showers.

“Look son I don’t want what happened earlier to change anything between us. We are very close and what happened… well it was an accident and there was nothing sexual about it.” Said mom assuring me and went back into the tent to finish getting dressed.

Minutes later she emerged in another spaghetti strapped t-shirt sans bra and shorts. I spent the next few minutes apologising to mom and agreeing with her that there indeed was nothing sexual about me coming all over her. In fact we ended up having quite a meaningful conversation about the changes my body had gone through in the past few years. I told mom unashamedly that I had to relieve myself at least twice daily and each time I came like a geezer. We both chuckled at that and she told me that she had never seen so much ejaculate in one go. To assure her more, I even told her that I could cum even without thinking about anything sexy – that me coming was somehow unrelated to sex and just a bodily reaction to simulation – a knee jerk reaction if you will. To drive the point home I told her that although I though she was attractive, the mom-son thing was disgusting. All the while I was looking down her top and imagining her tits as I had seen them earlier. That conversation ended with mom telling me that I had better relieve myself before bed when I have a shower. She said it so clinically. She also told me that we should probably keep all of this to ourselves as dad wouldn’t understand and will only make things awkward between us all.

Soon dad joined us and it was my turn to take a shower. I took a towel and a change of shorts and t-shirt and went to take my shower. The shower stall was installed by the park rangers and gets water directly from a nearby stream. The stream’s water is heated during the day and stored in a tank above the stall. Having just relieved myself on mom I did get a semi as I washed my cock but didn’t need to cum again for a while so didn’t jerk off.

On my return to the camp site after my quick shower, we spent time like any other family on a camping trip. We walked, ate and walked some more. By the time the sun was coming down, we all agreed to take another shower. Mom went first then dad and then finally me. In the shower, by the time I had cleaned myself and started lathering up my cock for a quick wank, the water started to get cold as the others must have used up all the hot water.