Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2008 14:31:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: joshua sanders <ponchnrs@yahoo.com>
Subject: Country boy goes to camp (The End)

By the third morning I woke up at 5 am not even wanting to get out of
bed.  I was still in pain from what happened.  I had no intention of
going to the shower that morning.  My day was going well till lunch time
when I saw him.  He walked by me in the lunch hall and whispered in my
ear that is was telling.  He sat next to me at my table and when everyone
started to eat he said, "can I have every-ones attention."  I begged him
not to say anything.  He asked would I be there tomorrow and I said yes.
He told everyone he was just joking.
The next morning I woke up grabbed my stuff and headed for the showers.
He was already there.  I went into his shower stall.  Once in I faced the
wall putting my hands up on the wall as high as I could reach, and
spreading my legs because that what he told me to do.
Next thing I knew he hit me across the back with a leather belt and I
screamed.  He grabbed me by the back of my hair and said, "if you say one
more word I will just tell everyone and be done with you fag!"  Then he
hits me again and said, "that one was for not coming yesterday."  Then he
hits me again; "that one is for screaming."  And again, "that one is for
making me go a day without getting off."  By the time he was done I could
feel the whelps on my back and ass.
Then he put some lotion on my ass; god did it sting.  He lined his dick
up to my ass and started shoving it in.  I could feel my ass being ripped
open again but I just kept my mouth closed.  After 10 minutes of brutally
screwing me he started cumming in me.  When he was done he pulled out and
told me to keep my hands on the wall.  I saw him put lotion all over his
hand and got behind me again.  I could not believe it when he started
pushing his hand into me.  My knees started to give-way and he shoved as
hard as he could.  I was on my tiptoes and his hand was all the way in me
to his wrist.  I could not remember what happened next because I passed
out from the pain.  When I woke up he still had his hand inside me; it
was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life.  He said, "glad to see
your awake", and I could feel him make a fist inside me.  With all his
strength he pulled his closed fist out of me.  My ass was ripped.  Then
he told me to get the hell out of his shower and be back tomorrow.  I
crawled over to my stall and as I looked back I could see a blood trail.
I passed out in my stall with the water hitting me; when I woke up I was
at the hospital and my parents where there.  I told them and the cops
everything that happened.  The bad thing is, the man that did this was
not a counselor at the camp and no one could remember his face.
JUST TO LET EVERYONE KNOW THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION.