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Authors name: Raj Pepper (backinthehayloftagain@yahoo.com)
Story title : Summer Camp On The Chesapeake - 2
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Summer Camp On The Chesapeake - 2 (m-teens, 1st, gay)
by Raj Pepper (backinthehayloftagain@yahoo.com)
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Straight, rough and tumble boys laugh, wrestle and suck
their way through summer camp...
***
If you are under 18, you should not read this. If reading
stories of a sexual nature are illegal where you are,
then don't goddam read this. Get out and vote!
This story is true, and is from a moment in my life where
I was developing my sexual identity. I am a straight
adult, but I was a voraciously bi youth. It was all very
natural, and I'm not in the least bit ashamed or unhappy
about it.
I hadn't really thought about it much since then, until
the past six months, when writing about it on The Kristen
Archives, Nifty, and Literotica brought it roaring back
to my senses. I can taste the moment, feel it, smell it
all over again, just by writing. This, in itself, is a
new experience, and I'm really enjoying it.
If you like the story, feel free to e-mail me, at
ackinthehayloftagain@yahoo.com Getting feedback is cool,
especially from those with similar experiences! Don't be
shy!
***NOTE*** Writing about my origins as a sexual being
does not mean that I wish to relive them in real life. If
you are under 18 or like to pretend that you are, please
do NOT e-mail me.
***Note Further*** While I respect the aforementioned
erotica sites for their total free speech stance, I
protest the acceptance of stories that include any form
of non consent or violence, or any adult to minor
contact. I hope that total free speech includes my
protests.
***
It was particularly hot, even with the Chesapeake at our
doorstep. The wind would stir, and then lay flat, again
and again. In the flat times, the world was like an oven,
so what do I do? I go off to a room where I know it'll be
even hotter, and I don't even mind!
Glen was lounging on a beat up, old folding chaise in his
little enclosed back yard, reading a CONAN paperback,
waiting for me. When I came through the squeaky gate, he
looked up and cracked the biggest grin. All I said was,
"C'mon!" and ran up the stairs to his room.
The windows were all open, though there were louvered
shutters on the lower half, but the room was like an
oven. Glen had pushed his single bunk up against the
over-under bunk, giving us a big space to roll around on,
and we threw off our t-shirts and shorts and underwear
and jumped on the bed.
There were three old nudist mags in particular from his
stash that I really liked to look at while I stretched
and jerked my little rocket, and I went for these and
lined them up on the bed. We lay, shoulder to shoulder
and sweaty and laughing.
Glen went to the photo of the girl who looked like his
cousin, Lee, and told me more about her. This time I
believed him, and was glued to his every word. The photo
showed a bright eyed, smiling, pretty, slender girl, hair
cut straight just below her ears, with cute, conical
titties. She was actually my build, but with more hips
and obviously more boobs!
He told me that he and Lee had been playmates since they
were born, and naked playmates since he could remember.
He told me that she was very specific about what she
liked to do, but if I did all the things she asked, she
was the greatest, and would do almost anything.
Like what, for chrissakes? LIKE WHAT??? What did she like
to do? Well, for one, she loved to suck Glen's dick, and
did it damn near all the time, according to him. She
liked to have her pussy licked, you know, eatin' out, and
she liked that a lot, and Glen did that a lot with her.
She liked to 69, though she did it WAY differently than
we did. She liked to peel cucumbers and put them in her
pussy and she liked to have me work them into her ass.
"NO!!!" I laughed and rolled over onto Glen, sweat and
all, and ground my dick into his while he continued...
It's true. We had an exchange student from France stay
with us for a semester, and we played naked with him a
lot. He told her that that's what kids do in France, no
shit, to keep from getting pregnant, and they also screw
up the butt, which we also tried a lot while he was over
here. Actually, we did it a whole lot! He showed us what
to do and how to do it, and it was cool! "Sounds gross!"
I said. "Do you fuck her regular style?"
Sure, he said, but she always makes me use a rubber, so
we don't make a baby. "I'm too young to make a baby", I
said, but Glen assured me that as soon as come comes out,
I can make a baby, no shit, so be aware!
I felt very grown up at that point, and slid down the
front of Glenn until I was on my knees between his legs,
and closed my lips gently but firmly around the head of
his grown up dick. I pulled away so that it almost popped
out, using suction to hold the tip against my lips, then
plunged my head down and filled my mouth. The sun was
pouring in on us, and we were hot and sweaty, and we
didn't care!
Glen let out a chuckling groan, and I started to bob up
and down, and was just lovin' it, lovin' the freedom, the
independence, the moment.
"I told her you can suck your own dick," He said, and I
blurted a shocked protest through a mouthful of spit
covered hard on. "You what?" Was he out of his mind? He
assured me that it was WAY OK, and that that more than
anything made her want to come to camp to meet me. She
was with me when I sucked myself for the first time, he
said. She even helped shove it in as far as it could go,
and cheered me on, especially when I came, he added.
OK! I said. I told him I really wanted her to come, and
then I sucked up and down, pretty furiously, as Glen let
go his firecracker squirts. I looked up and laughed an
open mouth laugh with come in my mouth, and Glen laugh a
huge laugh, then went to work on me.
He lay on his belly on the bed, and I sat back on my
haunches. He pulled himself up and started to suck, and
this time I got into a long, low grinding motion, pulling
the sides and back of his head while I ground my still
nearly hairless pelvis into his face.
Looking back at this and all our suck fests that summer,
it brings a smile to my face remembering how natural this
all was. We didn't have videos or even magazines to learn
all this from, we just tried whatever we wanted, and
turned the parts we liked best into our regular routine.
I remember this grinding action and that whole moment, as
much as anything because we didn't do it again that way,
even though it was great!
He was up on his elbows, and he used his fingertips to
tickle my sparse new hairs and really work my balls and
the area just behind them while giving me a remarkable
suck. As I got close to coming, I told him I wanted to
try something with him. I got off the bed, and leaned
against a space between two windows, then told him to get
on his knees and suck me there while I stood.
He pulled a small but thick oval woven rug over and got
on his knees and started to suck, looking up at me most
of the time and smiling. I told him to lean back a
little, and puff his lips out a little, with his mouth
open a little, then I hooked my thumb at the base of my
dick and started to whap it against his mouth.
He cracked up and said what the fuck? I finally told him
about me and Tom Tom, and that it was something Tom Tom
had showed me, and that I had liked it. You've never seen
a face like Glen lighting up at that moment. Tell me all
about it, he hollered.
Finish me first, I replied quietly...
That night there was a talent night in The Hall, and at
one point, Jerry came up to me with a tall cabin mate
named Paul. They were grinning and said very, very
quietly that they were going to get together that night
for a circle jerk, and did I want to join them?
They were going to go to the fire circle up the hill, but
I told them I knew of a stash of real nudist mags that I
jerk off to sometimes, up above the kitchen in Glen's
bunk room. They said "cool" and at the end of the
evening, we three took over the task of taking left over
food and drink items back to the kitchen...
I took them around back and had them wait in the little
enclosed yard while I went up to ask Glen if it was OK.
When Glen wasn't in, I should have just gone to the fire
circle with the other two, but I felt a certain freedom
to use the space,, since I was there damn near every day,
sometimes twice a day!
I pulled out the mags and all three of us started to rub
ourselves, then hands in shorts, then dicks out and
stretching and pumping and checking each other out. Do
you remember the raft?, Jerry asked me, as both he and
Paul grinned. I had been wondering if Jerry had told
Paul, and at that moment I knew he had.
Sure I remembered, so what? Would I do it again? Maybe
for both of them? Paul was pumping like crazy, pointing
his dick my way, grinning. Maybe, I said. Lay back, and
they both did. I pulled their shorts down to their
ankles, then I positioned myself on my knees, one knee
between Jerry's legs and the other between Paul's.
The looks on their faces was so funny. They were
absolutely as excited as two young men could possibly,
ever be, leaning up on their elbows staring at me. I
leaned down and pressed my face and my open lips down
hard onto Paul's dick, and rolled my face back and forth
on it. His dick wasn't a monster, but it was sure as hell
bigger and fatter that both mine or Jerry's. He let out a
little, quiet exhale moan,, then I leaned over to Jerry's
rock hard little rocket and did the same. He also made an
excited moan, though more of a nervous, high pitched
sound...
No, you guys do me first, I said, and I very abruptly
wiggled in between them and lay on my back with my hands
behind my head. They looked at each other for some sort
of sign, either way, then smiled, and Paul's hand slipped
over my dick and he started to stretch and squeeze it.
Jerry started to swing around to a 69, or at least to
position his dick near my mouth, and I said No, suck me
first, both of you.
Paul was taller than both of us, with dirty blond hair
and a wiry frame. He had little blond hairs all over his
legs and really nice hair around his dick. He was a rough
and tumble kid, and good at every sport we ever played.
He was leaving the next day, and that energy was also
driving him at this point. You could feel it. He said
what the hell, and got up onto his knees on the bed, and
leaned over.
Without any further delay or consideration, he just
slurped my dick into his mouth and went for it. He was
pretty good, so he was either a natural or he'd done this
before! Jerry was right next to him, face inches from
Paul's mouth and my dick, and he finally sort of snatched
my dick out of Paul's mouth and popped it into his own.
Jerry used a lot of tongue in some fairly sophisticated
ways, and I thought, Where the hell did he learn all
that?
Paul rose up on his knees, and I pulled him over to me by
his dick. He didn't resist, that's for sure, and he could
tell I was pulling him in to suck, so he scooted on his
knees over towards my mouth and I swung around on the bed
a little, opened my lips and let my tongue roll out a
little.
I had made my point with them, and didn't need to force
the issue anymore. It wasn't just me sucking them, and
everyone could relax and have fun. We had made that cool
space, that environment, that option happen, and here we
were! Paul's dick, bigger than I was used to, still just
melted into my mouth...
I was getting close to coming, and Jerry hadn't asked how
we were going to deal with it, so I figured it was cool
to just pop off in his mouth. It was certainly cool for
Paul to jizz in my mouth. I didn't say anything to that
effect, I just kept going.
Then I had a moment of kid brilliance... I broke off from
both of them and said Watch this, and curled up in the
legs-over self suck position, jerked a few super fast
strokes and almost immediately shot my load across the
three inches of space down into my mouth. I was clearly
enjoying my come, and they were leaning in, wide eyed.
Every boy that age has come in his own mouth at least
once, and usually a lot more than that, they just don't
usually do it for their friends' enjoyment, but here I
was, smiling and swallowing and licking the tip with my
tongue. Come was cool, and we were all on the same page.
I steered them back into the same position we'd started
with, with them laying next to each other and me on my
knees on the bed, between their legs, and started to
alternate my bobbing head back and forth between their
dicks. Jerk it, too, I told them, and they stroked while
I sucked, then jerked faster as they got closer to
coming. Jerry popped off in my mouth without warning, and
it made me jump a little, but I clamped down while he
bucked. Paul didn't slow down his stroking and after
Jerry had bucked for about half a minute Paul was
begging, Me, me, me next, come on, quick!
I switched to his dick and it was like a mini flood, much
more than I expected or had ever experienced, very much a
grown up come load, and I was a little thrown. It wasn't
some legendary sized jizz, it was just the real thing at
a time when that was brand new.
The 'pop' made my whole body jump on the bed for a split
second, then the volume had me swallowing a few times,
but I never slowed my head and mouth sucking up and down
and up and down. Paul made excellent, high, strained
MMMMMPH! noises while he clenched and bucked, and pulled
my head down onto him a little more roughly than I was
expecting, but I didn't seem to mind in the heat of the
moment.
"COOL!" was the exuberant expression coming from the
doorway behind me, and the three of us froze for a second
before we realized it was probably OK. Glen had returned,
quietly, and had someone in the shadows behind him....
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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