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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Summer Camp On The Chesapeake - 2 (m-teens, 1st, gay) by Raj Pepper (backinthehayloftagain@yahoo.com) *** 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.... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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. 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