Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen
A couple weeks after our beach trip, Bo started bitching and moaning about going out of town again. He loved the feeling of being anonymous. He could be more himself, more effeminate, more the way he is when we’re alone without worrying about the wrong people seeing him. At the beach, we were on our own in a foreign landscape, and that made all the difference. I had started working on my dad about letting us go camping alone on the family’s property. And it had taken a full two weeks to wear him down even after getting my mom involved. But he finally agreed I was responsible enough to go camping without him. Bo’s parents were fine with him going with me. They always seemed to trust me more than their own son. He …