27-02-2025, 03:16 PM
Our dad was awake and it looked like he was putting on his jacket. He must be leaving to take a piss, I thought. My heart was racing and being so close to Claire it felt like I could feel her's racing too. Were we loud? How long had he been awake? Were we caught?
I couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen if we were caught. My erection disappeared immediately. My boxers were down towards my ankles by that point, but I didn't dare move a muscle. The sound of the tent zipper echoed through the night. I watched as our dad stepped outside and zipped the tent back up.
Only then did Claire and I breathe. I pulled my boxers back up my legs, quietly hiding my penis. I looked at Claire and I had no doubt she could see how worried I was by my face. Like the caring big sister she was, she mouthed an, "It's okay," to me. I hoped it was.
Our dad returned only moments later, supporting my theory that he just had to pee. I lay still as he got back inside the tent, removed his jacket, and returned to his sleeping spot next to our mom. I hoped we weren't the reason he woke up and noticed he had to pee.
The tent was once again silent. Only with the forest's nightly sounds playing like a record in the distance. Crickets, animals, and the sound of wind rustling through the trees. I prayed for the rest of the night that we weren't caught. Only after some time had passed, did my worrying succumb to my sleepiness. I fell asleep next to Claire.
I woke up to the loud chirping of birds. The morning rays of sunlight were shining through the fabric of our tent. The air was still cool, but I could already tell it would be a nice day. One by one we all woke up, got dressed, and left the tent, entering our campsite.
The site we chose was secluded for privacy, but still close enough to the public bathrooms, lake, and hiking trails. There weren't many people at the camping park that early in the season, so the sounds of nature could be heard uninterrupted. No voices, music, or cars driving around. My whole family loved to be outdoors and we cherished the few camping trips we were able to take since Claire and I have gotten older.
I watched as Claire was the last of us to leave the tent. She wore an oversized crewneck sweater and biker shorts that put her toned legs on display. Her blonde hair was in a loose ponytail with two strands hanging from both sides of her temple, perfectly framing her beautiful face. She could have been wearing anything and she would've still looked like an angel.
Quickly, my mind was brought back to the scene from last night. It was like Claire was the only thing that occupied my mind. I've had crushes or been infatuated with girls before, but this felt different. I couldn't explain it if I tried.
I couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen if we were caught. My erection disappeared immediately. My boxers were down towards my ankles by that point, but I didn't dare move a muscle. The sound of the tent zipper echoed through the night. I watched as our dad stepped outside and zipped the tent back up.
Only then did Claire and I breathe. I pulled my boxers back up my legs, quietly hiding my penis. I looked at Claire and I had no doubt she could see how worried I was by my face. Like the caring big sister she was, she mouthed an, "It's okay," to me. I hoped it was.
Our dad returned only moments later, supporting my theory that he just had to pee. I lay still as he got back inside the tent, removed his jacket, and returned to his sleeping spot next to our mom. I hoped we weren't the reason he woke up and noticed he had to pee.
The tent was once again silent. Only with the forest's nightly sounds playing like a record in the distance. Crickets, animals, and the sound of wind rustling through the trees. I prayed for the rest of the night that we weren't caught. Only after some time had passed, did my worrying succumb to my sleepiness. I fell asleep next to Claire.
I woke up to the loud chirping of birds. The morning rays of sunlight were shining through the fabric of our tent. The air was still cool, but I could already tell it would be a nice day. One by one we all woke up, got dressed, and left the tent, entering our campsite.
The site we chose was secluded for privacy, but still close enough to the public bathrooms, lake, and hiking trails. There weren't many people at the camping park that early in the season, so the sounds of nature could be heard uninterrupted. No voices, music, or cars driving around. My whole family loved to be outdoors and we cherished the few camping trips we were able to take since Claire and I have gotten older.
I watched as Claire was the last of us to leave the tent. She wore an oversized crewneck sweater and biker shorts that put her toned legs on display. Her blonde hair was in a loose ponytail with two strands hanging from both sides of her temple, perfectly framing her beautiful face. She could have been wearing anything and she would've still looked like an angel.
Quickly, my mind was brought back to the scene from last night. It was like Claire was the only thing that occupied my mind. I've had crushes or been infatuated with girls before, but this felt different. I couldn't explain it if I tried.
जिंदगी की राहों में रंजो गम के मेले हैं.
भीड़ है क़यामत की फिर भी हम अकेले हैं.
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