Bully Comes Camping (PM me)

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OOC: This is my first post here, so if I'm supposed to be doing something different, let me know. Read through the prompt. If you like it, if you're interested, if you're capable of lengthy detailed posts, if you can wow me with immense creativity, if you can make my toes curl with some intense description, or if you really just want to talk specifics, PM me. We can chat. ;)

There are a few different roles that could be played. For simplicity's sake, I'm hoping to find one talented and descriptive guy to play both Dylan and your own character.


You and my son, Dylan, have been friends for a long time. Growing up only a street apart, bikes were ridden back and forth for years. Many sleepovers were had. From elementary school on, you and Dylan were practically inseparable.

At least, that's what Dylan tells me. What I didn't know is that during one sleepover, Dylan caught you peeping on me in the shower. Needless to say, you weren't invited back to the house. The friendship definitely didn't last. That was in 7th grade and now you're both seniors. In that time, you've grown into one of the most popular guys in school. You were a star athlete, joined plenty of clubs, and had your choice of nearly any girl you wanted. There were even rumors of you managing to bed some of the teachers. Needless to say, you were considered quite the Casanova.

Dylan, on the other hand, was the opposite. He was a recluse. Didn't have many friends and the ones he did have were online since he spent most of his days on the computer. When I would question him about his friends, he would tell me that he still spent plenty of time with you and some other guys that you both used to hang out with. However, most of those people, yourself included, now bullied Dylan somewhat regularly. At school, you would brag about the time you saw me in the shower or all of the times you saw me in a bikini, talking about all the things you would do to me given the chance. Dylan obviously didn't appreciate you and other guys using his attractive family as ammunition, but knew that any sort of confrontation would be a losing one. He simply did his best to ignore it.

With the start of the summer approaching, we were trying to plan our annual camping trip. However, when Dylan's older brother couldn't make it, Dylan refused to go since he would be the only guy on the trip. I told him that he could invite one of his friends instead, unaware that the friends I named off were now his tormentors. Dylan lied saying he'd ask with no intention of actually doing so.

With the whole camping trip in purgatory due to Dylan's refusal to go, a solution happened to present itself. I ran into you at a gas station after school. One thing came to another and without thinking, I invited you to come camping.

It wasn't hard for you to figure out that Dylan had been telling a few white lies. I referred to you as Dylan's friend, so it was apparent that I was clueless as to what the real nature of your relationship had become. You saw a golden opportunity: A long extended trip with plenty of access to Dylan's family and plenty of chances to torment Dylan in the process. Putting on your most friendly attitude, you accepted the invitation, looking forward to the outing.

OOC: There are some details to iron out and we can accomplish that through PMs before this actually gets started. Then again, I've never done this before, so what do I know?
 
James was stoked to be going on this camping trip with Dylan and his hot mom. His mom had always been a fantasy, but seeing her at the gas station gave him hope. He had admired her for years, and he did see her around often.

James thought Dylan was a weak minded man. He stayed inside far to much and he never wanted anything to do with girls. He remembered years ago being friends with Dylan, it was the night of the incident. A late night shower, and a young man walking by the door. A beautiful woman, washing herself, the door opened up seemingly by accident. Her hot body molded itself to his mind, and he stroked himself until he came.

Dylan saw him and when he turned around he was upset. James couldn't help but talk about what he'd do to Dylan's mom. He talked about it to all of their friends. Dylan couldn't really deal with people after that, all of his friends just wanted to see his mom naked.

Now Dylan and James were packing the car for the camping trip. Dylan's mom was looking beautiful as always, and James immediately starting buddying up to Dylan.

"This is going to be such a great trip" James said with a grin. "So glad, I get to hang out with Dylan and his gorgeous sister." James smiled at Dylan's mom and Dylan just grumbled under his breath.

They hopped in the car, and as half the backseat was full, James called "Shotgun" and hopped in the front seat next to Dylan's mom.
 
Dylan's mom, Caroline, was excited to make this trip happen. Even after no one else in the family could come, she still wanted to get Dylan out of the house at the very least.

She thought it was kismet when she bumped into James at the gas station. Dylan most likely forgot to ask him, most likely since he didn't want to go at all. She took it into her own hands, of course, asking him only for him to accept. She was overjoyed.

Caroline tried her best to be the "cool mom." She let her kids have sleepovers and stay up late. She was somehow oblivious that her son's friends saw her in a much more carnal light. Her dirty blonde curls that splayed out just past her shoulders and her bright blue eyes grabbed the attention of many of the people around the block, but her short, petite frame paired with the 32Cs that looked big on her body was what caught the leers and lustful gazes of many of the guys that suddenly wanted to be Dylan's friend after every pool party. She was just the cool mom in her eyes though. That's why she didn't think anything of James wanting to go on this trip. She was a cool mom. Kids like the cool mom.

The only thing that caught her off guard was the awkward silence between James and her son as they loaded the car. According to Dylan, they were good friends. Why, suddenly, was it that they had nothing to say to each other. It wasn't until she showed up that James sparked some conversation that Dylan seemed to begrudgingly reciprocate.

Caroline couldn't resist a roll of her eyes as she was referred to as Dylan's sister, but she was still flattered. She had on a plaid shirt over a tanktop and some snug denim shorts that stopped at about midthigh. She finished her outfit with some boots since she knew there was a hike coming up after the drive to the campgrounds.

"Good work, boys." She smiled, looking up at you in the front seat. "We're out of here in record time thanks to your hard work. Next stop, wilderness." She giggled and pulled out of the driveway, taking off toward their campgrounds.

About 30 minutes into the drive, she noticed that James and her had carried the conversation with Dylan barely saying anything from his spot in the backseat, casting suspicious glares toward the passenger.

"Okay, well..." Caroline started, trying to include her son more. "What's everyone excited about doing when we get to the lake? Fishing? Swimming? Hiking?"
 
James smirked in the mirror knowing that Dylan would see it. He then smiled at Caroline.

"Well, I'm game for anything, I love camping and I spend so much time outside, so I'm ready for it all."

Dylan just grumbled to himself, he honestly had no words. His phone rumbled, and he looked down at it.

'Your mom is fucking hot' was all the message said. Dylan sighed and faked a smile.

"I just want to go for a swim when we get there, its such a hot day" Dylan said unaware that he was giving James exactly what he wanted.

James was excited, he had no idea that he'd see Caroline in a bikini so soon. He winked in the mirror at Dylan.

"I do hope you'll swim with us, Mrs.Johnson."
 
The drive went by at a good clip, the conversation becoming a bit more comfortable, though each sentence from Dylan felt like pulling teeth.

Caroline listened and smiled at James, his eager attitude a bit of salvation for her since Dylan was so sour about the whole trip.

"Swimming?" She thought for a second. "Well, we'll need to get the camp set up and probably eat dinner before it gets too late." She tapped her thin graceful fingers against the steering wheel. "Unless it's too dark, we should definitely be able to swim." I say with a smile, glancing back at Dylan. She turned her eyes back to the road, hoping that James might be able to help loosen things up. He seemed to have a good attitude.

A long patch of road with little to no scenery around it came and went and Caroline finally turned onto a gravel road, signs advertising the lake and the campgrounds. She didn't know how long the gravel road was, but after they parked in the parking lot, there was still a hefty hike up to the actual camp site.
 
James took as much stuff as possible, he only let Caroline carry a light bag. He didn't mind taking another trip if he had to.

"Dylan, we have a lot of work to do, if we are going to swim."

James begins setting up camp, he pitches the tent rather easily, and even gathers wood. Dylan slowly helps, by rolling out the sleeping bags.

"Look at this, our home away from home" James says with a smile.

James smiles at Caroline, before taking off his shirt, glad that he decided to wear swim trunks.

"Well, let us go swim! Caroline, I can call you Caroline right? Dylan and I will go on ahead so you can change."

Dylan gritted his teeth and walked towards the lake. James smile at Caroline and winked before heading to the lake.
 
The hike went by fast, but did not go without event. Of course, of all people, she would be the one to fall into the creek. Her plaid shirt clung to her wet body the entire rest of the hike until they finally got to the camp.

The camp set up went by just as fast. The tent went up not too far from where a circle of rocks marked the firepit. With some nearby firewood, Caroline built the starts of a fire, not wanting to light it until they would be in camp for the rest of the night. It was getting dark, but she could tell how badly James wanted to swimming, so she let it happen.

She dug through her bag, pulling out and hanging up any wet clothes from her little spill in the creek. Finally getting to her bikini, she pulled it out and stepped into the tent to change into it. It was lime green and she got it from Victoria's Secret. It was a little bit smaller than what she typically wore, but she liked how it fit. It kept everything in place and covered everything except for the tendency it had to slide up her tight round ass on occasion.

She pulled on a big t-shirt and some sandals before taking off toward the lake where you and Dylan had disappeared to earlier.
 
James smiled, he had seen how sexy Caroline was when her wet shirt clung to her. He needed to win her over.

Dylan ran ahead and jumped into the water, James held back for a second, hoping to see Caroline before Dylan. She walked down to the beach and he smiled at her. He ran into the water and swam for a while. When he looked up he saw her removing her big shirt. Dylan was nowhere to be seen. He swam to the shore walked over to Caroline.

"I just had to say, you look like a model, I have never seen a model before in real life."

James blushed which shocked him and he looked out at the lake.
 
Caroline stood in front of James by the water, adjusting her bikini carefully. She looked around for Dylan, but she assumed he was up ahead in the water already.

She approached James and blushed brightly at his comment. "James, keep this up and we might just have to invite you every year, young man." She giggled and bumped him with her hip before taking off toward the water.

"Don't be a slowpoke!" She shouted back, running along a dock and diving in.
 
James chased after her and they ran into the water. He caught her and held her close.

"Thought you could get away from me?"

He spun her around and they both laughed as he tickled She was beaming. In that moment he kissed her a passionate kiss in the moment. He blushed and dove into he water.
 
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Caroline swam around under the water, emerging as James managed to catch up to her.

Giggling wildly, her body squirming in his arms, twitching and writhing, her hands trying to push him away. As James stopped his torment, she smiled and rested her hands on his chest. She was a little impressed with his physique up close, her fingers brushing along the muscles in his chest. However, she froze as his lips were suddenly pushed against hers.

Her face turned bright red and she was too stunned to push him and too stunned to even think about reciprocating. She looked at him, wide-eyed and followed him as he dove under again. She waited for him to emerge, spotting Dylan not too far away. She moved a little close to James and cleared her throat.

"Mind explaining to me what that was? Why you suddenly thought you could kiss me?" she asked, leering at him.
 
James blushed furiously, he couldn't help but take in the gorgeous woman before him. He looked behind her and saw Dylan swimming, he was too far to see anything.

"I'm sorry, you are just so beautiful."

He blushed and looked down at the water. He took a breath and looked her in the eyes.

"My girlfriend dumped me yesterday, before we came here, that is part of why I was so excited to come on this trip."

He takes her hand and holds in his.

"I won't do it again, could I have a hug though? I am sorry about it."
 
Caroline blushed at James's compliment. Such a handsome young man, calling her beautiful. She was a little glad that Dylan wasn't close enough to hear this. She would be embarrassing him. She was about to thank James for his compliment when he revealed his girlfriend had broken up with him.

"Oh, James. I'm so sorry..." She said, tilting her head. "You probably just wanted to get away from everything for a little while. I totally understand that." She smiled and stepped forward, hugging him warmly.

"Don't sweat it. It happened. It was an accident." She said, unaware of your ulterior motives for coming on this trip. "Now, let's just...relax and have fun this trip. Get your mind off things." She pulls out of the hug, patting your cheek softly before moving away. "Let's go talk with Dylan. Maybe we should get something to eat." She walks away, her hips swinging slightly to get through the water before diving in and swimming toward her son.
 
James suddenly feels like an idiot. Could he really go through with his plan. She clearly saw him just as her son's friend. Someone to mother. Could he turn this around?

He swam after her and soon they were drying off. They lit the fire and began to take out supplies. It was darker now so the fire would be necessary.

"Dylan get those hotdogs out I'm starving," James said as he sat down on a rock.

Dylan grumbled, and threw the pack at James. James skewered a dog and smiled at Caroline.

"Would you like a Weiner?" He said blushing as he realized his slip of the tongue.

He looked away, and she took the stick. He looked at Dylan who flipped him off when his mother wasn't looking.
 
Caroline could hear James swimming behind her as she made her way to Dylan. They swam around for a couple of minutes, but finally called it quits, so they could get back to camp before it was too dark.

When they got back to camp, Caroline didn't change out of her bikini, simply leaving the big t-shirt on to cover her. She lit the fire and took out some supplies for dinner.

She was seated by the fire, getting the buns ready and setting them out on a couple of plates. She looked over at James at his offer, completely missing the joke.

"Sure. Thanks." She smiled and took the stick, using it to roast the hot dog. After dinner, she stood and stretched, the shirt riding up a bit, unintentionally giving James a long look at her ass. She finally turns and clears her throat. "I'm going to get changed and pull out my sleeping bag." She says, heading toward the tent, leaving the two of boys at the fire. "Don't come into the tent until I'm done!" She shouts back, ducking inside and zipping it closed.
 
"Your mom is beautiful, I forgot how beautiful she was."

Dylan just glared. He wasn't in the mood to hear something dirty about his mom. He couldn't believe James was here.

"I'm not in the mood."

James just smirked, as he burned a stick. Dylan hated this, he wasn't even in the mood to be camping. He walked over to the tent.

"I'm going on a walk, I'll take the lantern, don't worry."

James watched Dylan walk away. He laughed as he would be alone with Caroline. He wasn't sure what happened, but he was happy to be away from his ex and her new boyfriend his old best friend. He walked over to the tent.

"Need any help?"
 
It was a little surprising that Caroline wasn't back out yet. It didn't seem like much of a process to change clothes and then lay out a sleeping bag. She was oblivious to the interaction between you and Dylan because she had her own concerns.

James voice interrupted the slight commotion and sighs from inside. "What?" She mumbled, looking toward the flap. "Uhm...Maybe" She said, opening the tent. She had changed into some pajama shorts, but was in just a lacy black bra up top.

"James, I can't find my sleeping bag. It was hanging off my bag, but now it's gone. I don't know if it fell or if I misplaced it or if it's still in the car..." Her fingers ran through her hair, obviously too bothered to realize her state of undress. "Have you seen it anywhere? Can you look around the camp? Maybe it's around." She asks, turning to look at James before standing, bending down to dig through her bag once more, spilling out shirts, shorts, panties.
 
James honestly had not seen her sleeping bag since they loaded the car. He looked at her and smiled. He enjoyed seeing her clothes spill out, he saw a pretty sexy pair of panties, but tried not to pay it any mind.

"I'll help you look for it, if you can't find it, I will give you my sleeping bag, I don't need it."

They looked together but to no avail. James decided to just sleep on his blanket and gave her his sleeping bag.

"It is pretty big, but I couldn't share it with you, that wouldn't proper." James smiled, wondering if she'd take his sleeping bag.
 
By the time they had given up on looking, Caroline had pulled on a long sleeved shirt, now since she didn't think she'd have a sleeping bag.

She looked at James as he returned to the tent, looking at his sleeping bag as he offered it.

"No, no, no...James, I couldn't do that." She said, shaking her head. "I've got some blankets. I'll just use those and you take your sleeping bag. You shouldn't have to suffer for my mistake." She smiled and placed a hand on his arm. "That's very sweet of you to offer." She took a deep breath, brushing her hair back, looking at the large sleeping bag. She was small. She could probably share with you without being improperly close. She didn't really have much faith in the blankets keeping her warm the whole night, but there wasn't another option.

"Where's Dylan?" She asked, looking at James again. "We should get to bed. We've got an early morning tomorrow." She said, clearing her throat.
 
"If you want to share the sleeping bag instead, I'll face away, and you'll probably be able to be far enough away from me."

James realized that Dylan had walked off. He texted him and got a response. I'm on my way back, I'll be there in an hour'

"Looks like he went off on a hike, he says he will be an hour, but he has the lantern."

James smiles at Caroline. "Well we have sometime, what should we do?" James asks genuinely unsure of what to do.
 
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"An hour?" She said, rolling her eyes. "He knows better than to walk off like that. Even with a lantern." She said, brushing her fingers through her hair.

"Let's leave the fire going, so he can see us when he's getting close." She looked at you and ducked into the tent. "An hour...What has gotten into him? " She asked, wrapping the blankets around herself as she watched James climb into the sleeping bag. "We shouldn't share...Again, I really appreciate it, but...I'll be okay." She said, sitting up a bit to watch for Dylan's return.

After a long pause, she looked over at James. "So...if you don't mind me asking..." She cleared her throat. "Uhm...What happened between you and your girlfriend?" She asked, laying down next to James in her blankets to talk.
 
"I tried to stop him but he wouldn't listen." James smiles again trying to reassure her.

"That is a good idea. But I'm serious, if you get cold, slide in with me."

He looked down when she asked that question. It still hurt. "Well, she cheated on me with my good friend, and I caught them that night I met you at the gas station."

He looked down at her and smiled. "But I had heard that she had been sleeping with other guys so I guess I knew one of us would end it. But it was her."
 
She hoped it wouldn't get too cold. It would be embarrassing to slide into the sleeping bag next to James in the middle of the night. She would have to wake him up. Possibly wake up her son. She couldn't imagine that Dylan would appreciate it.

She ignored the offer once again, listening to the story of why James and his girlfriend broke up. Why would anyone cheat on him? She thought, tilting her head to look at him. He seemed kind and considerate. He was a pretty handsome guy.

"Well, that is her loss." She said with a smile. "A lot of girls would be lucky to have a guy like you." She nodded, leaning over and giving him a motherly kiss to the forehead
 
James blushed at her words and her kiss. A chill was settling in the air.

"Looks like it will be quite cold tonight." He looked over at her and it was clear she was already getting cold.

Dylan walked back into the camp and without a word slipped into the tent. "Good night," he yelled as he fell asleep.

James smiled at Caroline. "Somedbody is in a bad mood."

They put out the fire and went into the tent. James had his bag open in case Caroline decided to climb in. He looked over at her, "If you are cold, it's open", he whispered.
 
She was starting to get concerned about Dylan, not just because he had been gone a long time, but it was starting to get cold. She was concerned about herself as well, but for a somewhat different reason.

When he walked in, she was a little bit stunned, not sure how to react to his curt response. "Good night, baby..." She hesitated a moment before kicking off her blankets and climbing over James to kiss Dylan on the forehead just like she had done for James. It gave James a long look at her frame, her pert but sticking in the air. Caroline finally slipped back, wrapping her blankets around her.

Seeing James's sleeping bag open, she remained in denial, steeling herself before zipping it up. She didn't need it. She arranged the blankets and curled up in a ball to sleep. It did finally come, but her body awoke again, chilled to the bone. The tent was silent except for the soft hum of breathing, but she was shivering, trying desperately to get warm again since she'd kicked her blankets off in her sleep. With Dylan right there, she didn't want to slip into James's sleeping bag, but as another breeze blew against the tent, she didn't see another choice. Without evening opening the sleeping bag, she moved along the tent floor, sliding into the sleeping bag feet first, trying to stay against the opposite side as much as possible. Already, it felt like a sauna as compared to outside in the tent. The warm insulated sleeping bag on top of James's body heat quickly made the shivering stop, but she could already feel that the movement and commotion had woken James up.
 
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