Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2012 19:31:31 +0000
From: zombiedalek@hushmail.com
Subject: Raven's Wood Camp for Boys

***This work is complete fiction. None of the characters in this story are
real. The events in this story have never happened*****

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 Charlie sat nervously outside the camp director's office for over
an hour while his case worker had a heated conversation with the camp
director inside. He was supposed to be coming to live at Raven's Wood
Camp for Boys, but it looked like nobody had told the camp director.
Up until a week ago Charlie had been living rough on the streets. His
parents had died in the hurricane that had destroyed large sections of
the city last year, and Charlie had slipped through the FEMA net. He
slept in abandoned buildings and dumpster-dived to feed himself. He
celebrated his eight birthday a month ago, alone with discarded cake
from a bakery dumpster. Then last week he got picked up by a homeless
charity, and they had managed to get him placed in a camp in the
Catskill Mountains for orphans and kids in need. Or so they thought.
 After what felt like ages, his case worker and the director of the
camp came out of the office. They explained that there had been a mix
up with his paperwork. Apparently his age had been listed in his file
as 15 instead of 8. There was a place in the teenagers' dorm, but
not in the pre-teen camp. Since he couldn't go back to living on the
street, they were going to place him with the teenagers until a place
opened up. Charlie didn't like the sound of that. He was skinny and
shy and he looked even younger that his age. He was terrified of going
into a dorm with teenagers. But he didn't have a choice.
 He said goodbye to his case worker and mumbled a thank you. He
carried his rucksack and followed the director. The camp was made up
of two dorms on opposite sides of a crystal clear lake. On the shore
of the lake half way between the dorms there was an administration
building, and opposite that was a building containing a cafeteria and
game room and a small library. The administrator explained all of this
as he led the way to the teenage dorm. He explained that the camp was
run by a group of leaders. These were mainly guys in their twenties
whose job it was to keep all of the kids in line. Some of the older
kids could be difficult to handle. All of this just made Charlie more
scared.
 The administrator left Charlie outside the teenage dorm while he went
in to get one of the leaders. Charlie heard them talking through an
open window. The administrator explained the situation regarding
Charlie's age. He heard the leader saying that he thought it was a bad
idea to have such a young kid in with the teenagers, that some of them
were too rough. But the administrator just barked at him to make it
work. Then he stormed out of the dorm and headed back towards the
office without even looking at Charlie.
 A few seconds later the leader walked out of the dorm. Charlie's
heart started to beat faster and his palms started to sweat as soon as
he saw the leader. He had beautiful green eyes and very short dark
hair. His pale blue tee-shirt was tight on his lean muscles. He wore
very short gym shorts that outlined his wiener and he obviously had no
underwear on underneath. His wiener swung from side to side as he
approached Charlie. Charlie couldn't look away.
 "Eh, hi Charlie. I'm Shane." he said and he smiled at Charlie. His
smile was kind and warm.
 "Hi" said Charlie quietly.
 "Well, you're probably a bit nervous about sleeping in a dorm full of
teenagers, but don't worry, I'll look out for you. C'mon, let's go
in and find your bed.
 Charlie followed him into the dorm. There was an outer cloakroom with
a few sofas and a pool table. Then they went through to the dorm
itself. Just as Charlie had feared, it was one big room. It had bunks
along each wall, with lockers at the foot of them. It smelled a bit
like teenagers. They walked almost to the far end of the room before
Shane stopped at the foot of a set of bunks. He pointed to the lower
bunk and said that was Charlie's bed, and the locker at the foot of
the bed was shared by Charlie and the boy who slept on top. He told
Charlie to settle in and put his stuff in the locker, then come
outside in his swimming gear. The older kids were swimming down at the
lake.

	At the back of the dorm there was a door to the toilets and showers.
Charlie was horrified to see that the showers were completely open
plan, with no cubicles. There were two rows of showers facing each
other. He was even more horrified to see a row of toilets out in the
open. There were no cubicles, and it looked as if all the boys had to
go right in front of everyone. He felt like crying.
 Charlie only had a few changes of clothes with him. He took off his
t-shirt, then his old runners and socks and then his jeans. He stood
there in his grubby old undies. He was skinny from living on the
streets. His ribs showed through his pale skin. His dirty blonde hair
was down to his shoulders. He pulled off his undies to put on his
little blue Speedos. His wiener was small and he had foreskin, which d
always made him feel weird. He would often pull it back (which felt
nice) and hold it back so it looked like he had been circumcised. His
little scrotum was just a bump in his baby-smooth skin. He'd had his
Speedos since he was six and they were way too small for him. They
pressed tight against his little weenie and you could see everything.
He hated the idea of everyone looking at him, especially because they
were all going to be so much older than him.
 He followed Shane down to the lake, where there were about forty
teenage boys of various ages swimming, diving and horsing around in
the water. They all looked fit and healthy and much bigger and
stronger than Charlie. Shane told him to try to have fun and that he'd
keep an eye on him. Then Shane went over to where some other leaders
were hanging out in a little group. Shane took off his shirt so that
he was just wearing the little shorts. He looked like the most
beautiful thing Charlie had ever seen. Charlie thought none of the
other leaders was as beautiful as Shane. He was thin but had strong
muscles. He had some brown hair on his tummy, going down into his
shorts.

	Charlie spent the next hour or so staying on the edge of the group of
teenagers, trying not to attract attention. He felt very exposed in
his tight little Speedos and kept trying to cover himself as much as
he could with his arms. He noticed a lot of the teenagers looking at
Shane, and he got the feeling he wasn't the only one who thought he
was beautiful. Eventually he sat down at the edge of the water. Some
of the teenage boys were lying on the shore of the lake sunbathing.
Charlie watched their tanned, teenage bodies until it was time to head
back.
 When they got back to the dorm, Shane told Charlie that the rule was
all of the boys had to shower whether or not they had swum. Charlie
really didn't want to, but he couldn't refuse.
 All of the boys stripped off their swimming trunks and headed into
the showers. Charlie waited until they had all gone in before one of
the leaders came over and ordered him to pull down his Speedos. He
did, and slowly headed into the shower room, trying to cover his
little wiener.
 The shower room was noisy and steamy now that it was full of teenage
bodies. A few of the boys were sitting on the toilets and a few were
standing in front of other toilets peeing. He tried not to look even
though he was very curious. He headed to the wall of showers, trying
not to get noticed by the older boys. While trying to be discrete, he
gazed at their hard teenage bodies. To Charlie's eyes, they all had
enormous wieners, and they all had hair over them. He stood under a
shower at the end and watched the older boys soap their bodies. They
took particular care to wash their wieners, rubbing and soaping them.
Charlie was shocked to see a few of the boys helping each other wash.
They were rubbing soap over each other's bodies. He was even more
shocked to see their wieners were completely hard and standing up. He
knew that this happened to boys, and it happened to him too sometimes,
but it was something different to actually see these teenagers with
huge wieners sticking right up. When Charlie felt his own wiener get
hard, he turned away and covered it with his hand, pretending to wash
it. He quickly left the shower room and headed in to the dorm to get a
towel.
 He sat on his bunk waiting for the boys to finish showering. His
wiener was still hard, and since all of the others were still in the
bathroom and he was all alone in the dorm, he decided to have a quick
tug. He opened the towel and started tugging on his little wiener. He
had only discovered how to do this a few months ago, and since then he
did it most days. He closed his eyes and pictured the older boys in
the shower. He was tugging hard on himself, lost in his thoughts of
soapy teenage bodies, when he heard a roar of laughter. He was
horrified to see that some of the teenagers had come back into his
dorm and were laughing and pointing at him. He quickly grabbed his
jeans and pulled them on and ran out of the dorm.
 One of the leaders found him crying and just told him not to be such
a baby. He sat alone when all the teenagers went to the cafeteria for
dinner, and he was sure the older boys were sniggering about catching
him tugging himself. The boys from the pre-teen dorm ate before the
teenagers, and Charlie found himself wishing they'd find a bed for him
in the younger kids' dorm.
 It was late by the time dinner finished and the leaders told them
they had to go straight to bed.
 Charlie stripped to his undies and climbed into bed. He was exhausted
after a long day so he soon fell asleep.
 At some point during the night he woke up because he heard noise in
the dorm, but he couldn't tell what it was. He heard panting and
grunting sounds coming from all over the dorm. He opened his eyes and
saw movement from a lot of the bunks. As his eyes adjusted to the pale
light he saw that some of the boys were in each other's beds. They
were naked and grabbing each other and pushing against each other and
kissing and moaning. He may have been only eight years old but he had
a fair idea of what was going on. He had often imagined playing like
that with other boys. In he bunk right next to his, one boy was on his
hands and knees. He had another boy's wiener in his mouth, and a
third boy was putting his own wiener in the first boys butt. Charlie's
head was swimming; this was the most amazing thing he had ever seen.
The one sticking his wiener into he other boy's butt started pushing
in faster and faster. Soon he cried out loudly and his hard body bent
back. He looked so happy as he pulled his wiener out. Then the boy
whose wiener was in the other boy's mouth made a similar sound and
the boy in the middle looked like he was drinking from his wiener.
They all looked so happy.
 Suddenly Charlie felt much braver than he had earlier. Maybe these
boys were nicer than he thought. He slipped off his undies and pulled
back the covers. The boys on the next bunk looked at him, lying there
naked. Charlie didn't know what he wanted to happen, but he wanted
something to happen with these teenagers. He got out of bed and he
went and stood in front of the next bunk, but one of the boys just
shook his head and said "Get lost kid, come back when you're a man."
 He went over to another bunk thinking maybe they just didn't want
him because they were done playing around. He walked up to a bunk
where two naked boys were kissing and tugging on each other's
wieners. Both of their wieners were rock hard, so Charlie knew they
weren't finished yet. He took his own wiener in his hand and started
tugging. With his other hand he tapped one of the boys on the back.
They both looked at him.
 "Jesus kid, get lost. You're too young" one of them said, and the
other one laughed.
 Charlie was humiliated. None of these teenagers wanted him. He was
too skinny and small and ugly. He went back to his bed and pulled the
sheets over his head and cried himself to sleep.
 The next morning Charlie was sure he heard the teenagers sniggering
behind his back. After breakfast he went off into the woods to be
alone. Shane found him a bit later when he was crying.
 "Hey little man, what's up?" he asked.
 Between sobs, Charlie explained that the other boys were all having
fun last night, but none of them wanted him.
 "They laughed at me and said I was too young. I know they think I'm
stupid and skinny and ugly" he sobbed.
 Shane put his arm around Charlie.
 "Ah shit, little man. They're just being boys, and boys are mean
sometimes. They probably just didn't believe that you really wanted
to play. Besides, they've probably been told that it's not ok to play
with little boys like that. I'm sure if they knew, they'd be happy to
play with you. And you're not ugly, ok? I thought you were cute as
soon as I saw you. Kiddo, I got hard thinking about you last night. So
no more thinking you're ugly, ok?"
 Charlie felt better after this. He decided he was still too
embarrassed to try anything with the other boys, as much as he would
love to, but knowing that Shane thought he was cute made him feel so
much better.
 They swam again later, but again Charlie stayed at the edge of the
group and watched. This time the leaders were swimming too. Charlie
noticed Shane looking at him several times from the water and smiling.
 They all headed to the showers. This time the leaders were showering
too. A lot of the boys were looking at Shane as he showered. He was
stunning, and Charlie was happy to see that he had foreskin too.
Charlie noticed a lot of hard wieners this time. After showering,
Shane wrapped a towel around himself and said "All right losers, I'm
gonna hang out here for a while."
 He walked over to Charlie's bunk, where Charlie was sitting in his
undies ready for bed.
 "Hey you've all met my buddy Charlie right? Mind if I crash here for
a while Charlie?"
 "Um, no" said Charlie.
 Shane lay down on Charlie's bed. He lifted one leg up and his towel
fell open. Charlie could see the soft hair on the inside of his thigh,
and when Shane moved his leg, his towel fell open completely.
Charlie's mouth dropped open and he was staring at Shane's beautiful
twenty six year old wiener. He looked around and saw that everybody
was staring with amazement at his bed.
 Just then a summer thunderstorm started up outside.
 "Shit, you mind if I crash here buddy? It's ok, I don't snore."
said Shane, and he winked at Charlie.
 Shane lay back on the bed and threw the towel on the floor.
 "It's too hot for that. You gonna wear those undies Charlie? It's
awful hot tonight" said Shane.
 Charlie took the hint and slipped out of his old underpants. He lay
down beside Shane completely naked. He could tell how jealous the
other boys were.
 Then it was lights out time, and everyone climbed into bed. Shane
held Charlie in his arm. There was no way Charlie could sleep now.
 Unlike the previous night, there were some lamps left on. Charlie
could see as the naked teenagers climbed into each other's beds. He
saw a lot of them glancing at him and Shane.
 His little wiener was sticking straight up and he started tugging on
it. Then he noticed that Shane's huge wiener was completely hard.
Shane took Charlie's hand and moved it onto his own gigantic wiener.
He kissed Charlie on the side of the head and whispered "Why don't
you practice on something a bit bigger"
 Charlie started tugging on Shane's wiener. He heard Shane start to
breathe heavily. Shane started touching Charlie all over. Charlie had
never felt anything as nice. Shane's hand travelled over Charlie's
body, and then took his little wiener in his hand and started tugging
gently on it. Charlie moaned loudly and noticed more of the other boys
staring at him.
 After about only a minute Charlie's body arched back and he felt
that amazing feeling all over that usually took much longer to get.
 Shane stopped tugging him and leaned in to kiss him on the mouth.
This felt amazing to Charlie.
 They kissed for a while and then Shane put his finger in his mouth.
Then he reached between Charlie's legs with his wet finger. Shane
reached all the way between Charlie's legs, and then Charlie felt
Shane's finger press against his butthole. Charlie breathed in sharply
in surprise.
 "Do you want this?" whispered Shane. "If you do this, they'll know
you're a big boy and they'll play with you. But only of you really
want this. It'll hurt a lot."
 Charlie looked into Shane's beautiful green eyes and he knew he
could trust him. He nodded his head. He instantly felt Shane's wet
finger push into is tight butthole. He gasped, but Shane pushed all
the way in. Then he took it out and sucked on it again. He spat on his
hand and rubbed it against Charlie's butt. This time he pushed one
finger, then another, then a third inside of Charlie.
 "Ow!" Charlie cried out, but Shane didn't stop.
 "Just hang in there buddy. Take this like a big boy and it'll be
better from now on." Shane pushed deeper into Charlie, stretching out
his little butthole. It was one of the most painful things that
Charlie had ever felt, but he bit down hard and tried not to scream.
 Shane continued to stretch Charlie out like this for a good ten
minutes, probing deeper and widening Charlie's little hole more and
more.
 "Ok my sexy little guy if you think you can take it, I'm gonna turn
you into a rock star to these guys"
 With tears streaming down his face, Charlie nodded.
 Shane lay back on the bed, and pulled Charlie on top of him. Charlie
was straddling Shane's tummy. He could feel Shane's huge wiener
pressing against his back, and his own little wiener was sticking
straight out in front of him, pointing at Shane's face.
 Shane spat on his hand again, and Charlie looked behind to see him
rubbing it on his beautiful wiener. He told Charlie to lean all the
way forward. Charlie looked around first, and saw that all of the
other naked boys were now standing around his bun, watching. Shane
reached down and Charlie felt the top of Shane's wiener, wet with
spit, press against his sore butthole. Shane pushed gently forward
with his hips and Charlie felt him force his way into his butt.
 "Ow ow owowowowow..." Charlie cried out as Shane held his sides and
slowly pushed him down onto his rock hard wiener. He heard a couple of
the boys gasp.
 Charlie felt like he was being ripped in half, then it got a bit
easier as the top of Shane's wiener went into him properly. His butt
closed a bit around Shane's big head.
 Shane told Charlie to sit up. He did slowly, but had to squat a bit,
trying to hover so that Shane didn't go all the way inside him at
once.
 "Now, try to take more of me inside you buddy, but go at your own
speed." said Shane.
 So Charlie was squatting over Shane, with the end of Shane's wiener
sticking into his butt.
 A lot of the other boys were tugging on their wieners now. Even
though Charlie's butt hurt a lot, it felt great to be making these
other boys hard.
 He lowered himself slowly, so more of Shane's shaft went inside
him. It was excruciatingly painful. Each half inch felt worse than the
one before it. It felt like Shane's wiener was going to tear him
open. He didn't know if there was even room inside of him to take it
all. He was so small and right now Shane's wiener felt even bigger
that Charlie.
 But he kept lowering himself onto Shane until eventually he was
sitting down fully on top of Shane, and all of Shane's huge wiener
was inside his butt.
 "It's all in!" cried Charlie, rubbing tears and snot from his face.
 The entire room cheered and started clapping.
 He heard whoops and shouts of "Well done, kid" and "ride him cowboy".
The boys who had laughed at him before now patted him on the back and
clapped for him.
 He looked at Shane, who was smiling wider than he'd ever seen anyone
smile.
 "Well done kiddo. Now move up and down a bit" he said.
 Charlie started lifting himself up and down on Shane's wiener,
making it go in and out. It hurt a lot, but the other boys were
cheering even more loudly now so he went faster and faster.
 Shane started moaning loudly as his wiener went in and out of
Charlie's butt. They were both sweating a lot. Charlie leaned
forward and put his hands on Shane's chest and he started riding him
even faster and after a few minutes of this Shane cried out loudly and
everyone started cheering and clapping again. Charlie felt Shane's
wiener pumping inside his butt. He knew that some sex-pee came out of
older guys' wieners, and he thought he could feel it squirting into
his butt.
 Charlie stayed sitting on top of Shane until his wiener stopped
pumping. Then Shane pulled him down to hug hum, and slowly pulled his
wiener out of Charlie's butt.
 They lay there holding each other as the other boys went back to
playing with each other. Charlie now understood all of the grunts and
moans a little better. When he felt something running out of his butt
he told Shane, who said not to worry and kissed him on the mouth.

	They slept naked like that, with Shane's cum leaking out of
Charlie's hole. Charlie knew that things would be better from then
on.