Date: Thu, 9 May 2002 14:07:31 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige <email@example.com> Subject: Wade Grows Up - Chapter Two - The Camp Counselor DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between an older teenager and a young boy. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DON'T READ IT! If you choose to read it, then please enjoy. More chapters will follow. WADE GROWS UP Chapter Two - The Camp Counselor The year I turned 12, Mom decided that it might be a good idea for me to go away to a summer camp for most of my summer vacation, rather than spending it at home with a babysitter. I wasn't too keen on the idea, as I was hoping that our neighbor Rhonda would sit for me again and her boyfriend Freddy would come back to town for the summer. Freddy had taught me a lot about sex the previous summer, with "hands-on" lessons! I hadn't had any similar experiences since then, and was hoping for more of the same. Mom couldn't be persuaded though and signed me up to go stay at a summer camp up in the mountains for eight long weeks. To make matters worse, a few days before I was to leave, I fell out of a tree and broke my arm! The doctors put me in a cast and said I could go to camp, but had to leave the cast on my arm till I got home! Needless to say - I was one sad puppy! The day came when I was to go to camp. Mom drove me up north of where we lived, to where the camp was located. It was a 3 hour drive! When we arrived, Mom checked me in at the main lodge. I was one of the first campers to be dropped off. I was told I was to be in cabin 14 down by the lake along with seven other boys, and our counselor, whose name was Tony. Then Mom and I said our good-byes. I tried not to cry, but didn't succeed. I was really pretty miserable. I didn't want to be at camp - especially for so long, and especially if I couldn't go swimming, because I couldn't get my cast wet. As I was getting control of my emotions, a man walked over to us, and introduced himself as Tony - the guy who was going to be my counselor. He said I was the first camper from his cabin to arrive. I dried my tears as quickly as I could, but it was too late - Tony'd seen them. He quickly put his arm around me - across my shoulders and gave me a quick little hug and said I shouldn't be scared, he'd take good care of me. I told him I wasn't scared - it was just that I didn't really want to be there - especially since I couldn't go swimming, and I showed him my cast. Tony was really nice about it. He told me not to worry - he'd keep me busy with fun things to do when the other kids were off swimming. Mom said "See, I think you're going to have a great time - you probably won't even want to come home when the summer's over!". With that she said she had to get on the road, so we said Good-Bye, and she left. I was left alone with Tony. Tony put his arm around me again and picked up my duffle bag and guided me toward the path through the woods to our cabin. When we reached the path, Tony went ahead of me. Along the way, he made small talk about several things there were to do at the camp - things I'd be able to participate in - even with a cast on! As I was following Tony down the path I couldn't help but notice that he had a really cute ass, that filled his faded blue jeans nicely. He had incredible hair. It was dark brown, wavy, and hung down to his shoulders. He was tall, and had really broad shoulders too. The cabin sat in a clearing by itself. It was split down the middle in two halves - one side was a big dormitory style room with two rows of cots to sleep on (five on each side of the room) and at the far end, on the side of the room there was a stone fireplace and a large carpet laid on the floor in front of it. At the end was a door that went out onto a veranda that overlooked the lake below. I had to admit the view was pretty nice. The other half of the cabin was a big bathroom - similar to a school's locker room. It had some benches to sit on while you changed. Instead of lockers, there were ten large closets for our clothes. There were four toilet stalls, three sinks, and at the far end of the room was a large shower room with several spigets. Tony suggested that I take the cot closest to his down at the end of the room toward the fireplace, so I did. He also showed me where to stow my clothes. After he'd helped me unpack, we went and sat on the carpet in front of the fireplace. It was then that I finally took a good look at Tony's face. I hadn't realized just how good looking he was. He had thick dark brown eye brows. Really long thick dark eyelashes, and the most vivid blue eyes I've ever seen on another human being. He had a dark tan, and was clean shaven, but you could see the slightest stubble where he shaved. The features of his face were nicely chiseled. He had large, soft, pink lips, behind which sat two rows of perfectly lined up bright white teeth. Tony was God-like in his beauty. As I sat there looking at him, I began to feel a tingling sensation in my cock and balls. If only Tony were gay, and we were trapped alone together in the wilderness somewhere! I must've been staring at Tony longer than I realized, as he suddenly cleared his throat and stood up. As he straightened up, I could've sworn I saw a hint of a hardon in the crotch of his jeans. I stood up quickly, after Tony did. I could feel my face burning from embarassment. Oddly, I got the impression Tony was a bit pink in the face as well. Tony opened his mouth to say something, but the back door of the cabin suddenly slammed open, and there stood a boy who turned out to be another camper assigned to our cabin. Tony welcomed him, and was about to say something else, when two more campers showed up. The rest followed rather soon thereafter, and Tony was busy showing everyone around and getting them situated. Once all the campers in our cabin had arrived, Tony had us all introduce ourselves to each other and tell each other a little about ourselves. Everyone in the group seemed to be OK - at least they didn't seem like jerks. A few of them told me they were sorry about my arm. That was nice. Tony gave us all a tour of the camp grounds, and by the time we'd finished that it was time for lunch. So we all went to the mess hall and queued up in line to get our lunches. They had hot dogs, hamburgers, cheeseburgers, PB&J sandwiches to choose from. There were chips, pickles, and macaroni salad. To drink we had Hawaiian Punch or milk. And there were brownies for dessert. Not too bad. We all ate our fill, then Tony said we'd be going on a hike. The hike lasted for two hours. Tony took us down an old logging road, and then along some abandoned railroad tracks, and finally we turned back out on a path that brought us out to the main road we'd come along to get to the camp. When we got back to camp, Tony said we could go swimming in the pool. As he said that he looked at me and told me that I'd be staying with him. He was going to take the others down to the pool, and take a quick dip himself, then we'd come back here. The others could swim without his supervision, as there were two lifeguards on duty. The other boys all started stripping down to change into their swim suits. While the boys were changing, I got to see them all naked for the first time. Four of them had small patches of pubic hair, similar to mine. But three of them still had little boys' penises and no pubic hair yet. One of the boys with pubic hair, Bill I think his name was, noticed this too and started to make fun of one of the boys who didn't have pubic hair yet, but Tony told everyone that he didn't want to hear anyone making fun of anyone else because of their bodies. He explained that some boys start changing into men earlier than others, but that eventually, we all do. Then he added "besides - you're all smaller and have less hair down there than me!" With that, he stripped off his own shirt, jeans, and briefs, exposing a huge penis and balls, surrounded and covered with thick dark pubic hair, a line of which ran up to his navel. God! He was gorgeous! I could feel my penis starting to expand, and was glad I wasn't changing right then. All Tony had on was a golden necklace with an Italian horn on it. It shined beautifully against his tan. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Bill just standing there his mouth hanging open gaping at Tony's genitals. Tony noticed too. He said "What's the matter? Never seen a man naked before?" Bill got all red in the face and turned away and pulled his swim suit up quickly. Tony and everyone else finished suiting up quickly too. After that incident, nobody ever said a word about anyone elses' bodies for the rest of the summer. We all trooped to the pool, and everyone (but me of course) jumped in. The other boys all splashed around, but Tony just swam a quick couple of laps, then climbed out next to me. He hollered in to the others that they were to stay there until he came back to get them an hour later. Then he said "C'mon" to me and headed for our cabin. When we got back to the cabin, I asked him if there wasn't some way that maybe I could go swimming too - it was hot and I was sweaty. I said I could tape a plastic bag over my cast. Tony apologized, but said there was nothing he could do about it. My mother had said No Swimming at all - not even with a bag on - so that was that. He agreed though that it was hot and said he understood about my being sweaty. Then he offered to help me take a shower. He wanted to take one anyway to wash off the chlorine from the pool he said. I was pretty uncomfortable, so I agreed that that might be OK. We walked into the bathroom, and Tony quickly pulled off his swim suit. Immediately, I thought to myself that this might not be such a good idea afterall. I could feel my cock stirring just at the sight of Tony's ass. I didn't get a chance to think though, as Tony turned and reached for the bottom of my T-Shirt to pull it up over my head. All I could do was let him help me get undressed. As I held my arms up and Tony pulled my T-Shirt up I could see he was looking at my arm pits. At that point in my life I had about 3 whole hairs in each pit. He grinned at me and said "I see you've started growing hair in your pits!" I immediately started to blush. Tony chuckled. Then he sat down on the bench in front of me and untied my sneakers. I kicked them off and let Tony remove my socks. Then he stood up and reached for the belt buckle on my jeans. When his hand touched it, I kind of gave a little involuntary jerk. Tony looked at me, in my eyes and told me to relax. He said he was just trying to help, since it would be rather difficult to undo my pants with just one hand. I sensed though that his breathing had become slightly heavier than it had been. As I looked down to see what he was doing, I saw too that his cock looked slightly larger than it had a couple minutes before, and it was twitching slightly. Tony must've realized I was looking at his cock, because he went all red in the face. He quickly finished undoing my pants and let them drop to the floor. Then he told me I could handle getting the rest of the way undressed. He sat down on the bench in front of me and began working on the knot in my shoe lace. His head was only a foot or so from my crotch. As he worked on the knot, he said "C'mon - hurry up!". I could feel my cock beginning to harden, yet I didn't want to turn and put my ass in his face either, so I tried to turn sideways and slipped my briefs off. I could see that Tony was trying to look at my genitals without being obvious about it. Then I noticed that he had a real semi-hardon going. I began to wonder if maybe he would be interested in having some fun with me like Freddy did last summer! Having seen Tony's cock hardening, my began to do the same. Of course, Tony's got harder yet seeing mine start to get hard, and mine followed suit as did his, till we were sort-of frozen. I was standing there sideways with a raging hardon and he was sitting on the bench facing a little away from me, but I could see his hardon raging beneath my sneaker, which he was trying to use to hide his cock from my view. Both of us were red in the face from embarassment (or was it from sexual tension?)! Finally, Tony told me to go get in the shower. I was about to turn the other way and dash into the shower, when I realized we hadn't covered my cast in plastic. I said "But what about my cast?" Tony groaned quietly, and looked up at me. He looked really confused. I could see his cock was still stiff as a board, as it was peeking out from the side of my shoe, which was still partly covering it. When Tony realized I was staring at his cock, he went red as a beet. I began to feel sorry for him, and without realizing what I was doing, I said "It's OK - this isn't the first time this has happened to me." Tony's head jerked back up and he stared into my eyes, and he asked "what do you mean?" It was my turn to turn beet red. But as I was trying to decide what to say, I saw Tony look directly at my hard dick. I said "It's OK - you can feel it if you want to." He looked back up at me, searching my eyes to see if I truly meant it. Then asked "are you sure?" Finally I turned fully toward him so my cock was only about one to two feet away from him, aiming right at him. I said "Yes", and with that reached down and took his hand in mine and placed it on my hard penis. I looked back at him and he was looking at me. He looked ready to cry. He said "This is wrong." I said "It's only wrong if one of us doesn't want to do it. I know you want me, and I want you too. So it's not wrong!" Tony thought a moment, continuing to look at me. I smiled at him. Then he looked down at my hard penis in his hand, and he started to move his hand back and forth, masturbating me. It felt wonderful to feel another guy's hand wrapped around my penis once more! As Tony jerked me off, he looked back up at me and asked once more "are you sure about this?" And I told him, "Absolutely!". Then I told him briefly about my experiences with Freddy, and how I was longing for another relationship like that. Tony seemed shocked to hear about how Freddy and I would suck on each other's cocks. I told him I loved it. Tony looked into my smiling face, then smiled back up at me, and finally lowered his face to my crotch. I suddenly felt the tip of my dick enter Tony's warm, soft, wet mouth! His tongue flicked around the head of my penis, then he dropped his hand away from my shaft and slid his tongue down the underside of it. He started licking my dick like it was a popsicle. Finally, he kissed my piss slit and let the head of my cock re-enter his mouth. This time though he didn't stop with just the head inside his mouth - he continued to let my entire 4-1/2" slide into his mouth. Then he started to slide his head up and down so that my cock was fucking his mouth. It felt awesome! He swirled his tongue around the underside of my shaft. It was driving me wild. As Tony sucked my cock, he began to massage my balls with his left hand, and with his right hand, he reached around behind me and started to finger my ass crack. I was so sweaty, that his finger slid between my buttocks without a problem. I could feel his middle finger rubbing my anal sphincter up and down, as his left hand continued to massage my scrotum. He was really pumping my cock now with his mouth, and I could feel the pressure building. It'd never felt like this at all though before. Something was different this time. This time it felt like something was really going to squirt out of my penis. To this point I'd only ever had dry orgasms. I knew from Freddy though that soon I'd be shooting sperm too. As Tony pumped my cock and fondled my balls and massaged by butt hole, I started to shake. I couldn't control my spasming body, and suddenly, I squirted what felt like a huge gob of cum down Tony's throat! He kept on sucking and rubbing my hole, and squeezing my balls lightly, and I squirted at least four or five more gobs of cum into his mouth, before I quite literally collapsed over on top of him! Tony grabbed me so I wouldn't fall and lowered me to the floor. A drop of cum was still coming out my piss slit, and Tony wiped it off with his finger and stuck his finger in his mouth and licked it clean. Then he said "Man your cum tastes great!" I told him I didn't know one way or the other, because that was the first time I'd ever had a real orgasm. He was surprised, but told me he was happy he was the guy who'd made it happen! Then he leaned over to me and kissed me on the lips. I could feel his tongue trying to part my lips and I let him gain entry to my mouth. I could vaguely taste my own cum on his tongue. That was cool! We let our tongues explore each others' mouths for a few minutes before finally parting. After that Tony got serious and told me that what had happened was wrong and that he would get in big trouble, and maybe even go to jail if anyone ever found out that he'd done that to me. I could see he was worried, and I told him I'd never tell a soul. I promised it would stay our secret. Then I reached down and began massaging his dick, which was still semi-hard (he'd lost some of his hardness while worrying I'd tell someone what he'd done). Before Tony could do anything, I pushed him down onto his back and dove down on him and started to suck his huge tool for all I was worth! It only took a couple of seconds before Tony started moaning and gently thrusting his hips up off the floor to meet my mouth as I came down his shaft. I couldn't fit all of it in my mouth. I actually only got about half of it in - up to his ringmeat. He didn't seem to mind though. I wrapped my right hand (the good one) around the lower half of his shaft and pumped up and down as I sucked him off. It didn't take very long, and I could taste Tony's pre-cum leaking out his piss-slit onto my tongue. Tony began to thrust up and down harder, and was groaning more. I continued pumping and sucking, and all of a sudden, Tony let out a cry, and squirted the biggest load of cum into my mouth that I've ever received. There was so much it immediately began leaking out of my mouth and down my hand and his cock. His balls just kept pumping load after load of it. He must've squirted about 8-9 gobs of jism into my mouth. I swallowed what I could of it, but a lot ran out of my mouth and down my hand onto his balls. Tony didn't seem to mind though. Once he'd recovered from his orgasm, he smiled down at me and ran his hands through my hair as I rested my face on his thigh watching his dick twitching as it softened. He told me it was the best blow job he'd ever received! It was getting late, so we took a quick shower and got ourselves cleaned up. We got dressed and went down to the pool and got the other boys. One of them, Dan, asked what we'd been up to. Tony chuckled and said we'd worked out a little - explaining that there were certain exercises I had to do to keep my strength up what with my arm in a cast. Then he said we'd showered. Needless to say, The boys in our cabin did a lot more swimming that the boys from the other cabins did. Most days the kids in the other cabins only hit the pool or the lake for swimming once a day. The kids in our cabin got to swim twice a day! since they liked swimming so much, it worked out for everyone. While my fellow campers were swimming, Tony helped me to "work out", followed by a shower! Nobody ever suspected what was going on between us. My "work outs" got more involved as time went by. Tony introduced me to butt fucking and rim jobs (I really liked them), and all the other pleasurable activities two horny young guys could enjoy. Mom was right - by the end of the summer I really didn't want it to end, and I didn't want to go home! Summer camp can be great! I highly recommend it! Of course you need to get assigned to the right counselor! When summer was over and I was back in school, Tony and I exchanged letters once in a while. Of course we were careful about what we said in them, in case anyone (like my mom) read them. We made plans to be at the same camp again next summer! I couldn't wait! In January, Tony's letters suddenly stopped coming. In the beginning of February, I got a letter from Tony's mother. I was devestated! Tony had been killed in an auto accident early in January! In the letter, she'd enclosed the gold necklace with the Italian horn that Tony always wore. She said he'd been so fond of me, she thought he would've wanted me to have it. I put it on immediately, and have never taken it off. I wear it still today! Tony was my counselor, best friend, the older brother I never had, and lover. I loved him back then and still do! -------------------------------------------------------- If you enjoyed this story, Keep your eyes open for Chapter 3 - Tenting With Harry - where I tell you about my adventures with a new boy who moved into my neighborhood!