Date: Fri,  7 Apr 2006 09:37:38 -0700
From: aberration@hush.com
Subject: Summer Camp Affair Part Two

Summer Camp Affair
By: Aberration

Part One was : Introduction to Sex and I meet my Dream, Brian 12, I'm
Abernathy 13.

All the usual disclaimers apply.

This is a story involving consensual sex between the principal characters,
which may include grown men and underage boys. If this type of story
offends you, or is not to your liking, then leave now. This is not true. It
is merely a figment of the author's imagination. The author does not
condone unsafe sex, and absolutely does not encourage sex with underage
people no matter the form.

Your comments and critiques are welcome at aberration@hush.com

Part Two ^Ö Blackmailing Jake


My new love Brian went to his knees in front me, out breath from his climax
and we easily slipped into each others arms, holding each other as we lay
down. Our shorts and undies were still tangled around our ankles, but we
hardly cared. We kissed slowly and without urgency, content in the quiet
moment of having found each other.

"We better get back," he said softly, cute pert little nose nudging my own.

"Yeah," I sighed, pecked him on the lips and added, "That was something
else."

"Yeah, it was," he agreed and gave me a peck back.

Rearranging our clothing, we leisurely headed back and got back camp for
the day's activities. It had been a free morning and both Brian and I were
a little surprised it was time for lunch already. The burgers and fries
were good, as most everyone thought I guess; pretty much all you could hear
was the scarfing of food, with some good natured laughs and horseplay.

Brian nudged me with an elbow, nodded his head toward the end of our table
and whispered, "I think we better follow them after we finish!" with a
snicker.

Billy was almost perched on our counselors lap; they were giggling and
exchanging small shoves. That made me feel easier, for I had considered my
own scary time and I was a little worried about the kid. Just then Billy
pulled himself up and whispered something into Jake's ear and the older
teen nodded his head and gave Billy a shoulder hug and the got up and
headed out of the lunch room.

"Let's go after them!" Brian excitedly hissed.

"Yeah!" I agreed and we quickly deposited our trays and trash, just a
little bit behind them.

They didn't take long to cut off the trail and we nearly lost them, but
standing still and listening we were able to tell which way to stealthily
approach. The cover was good and we picked a stand of low lying bushes only
about fifteen yards or so from were Jake had led cabin mate.

Jake Saunders was typical and unique, for his age, strong and pretty buffed
out, a fair athlete, playing football and baseball on his high school
teams, their conditioning programs topping him out at 6' 1" and about a
hundred and eighty pounds. He was smooth and defined, scant body hair,
except around his slightly less then average sized penis and under his
muscular arms, his need to shave not yet imparted upon his handsome, fair
features.

All in all; the sixteen year old Jake was quite an impressive looking
adolescent and he knew it, but didn't overemphasize it or need to brag
about it.

In fact he was quite the obvious, a really nice, never out of line young
man that seemingly got along with everybody. Popular but participating only
slightly more then minimum to maintain appearances and with above average
intelligence, he'd developed the personality that the world wanted to see
and would accept.

Deep inside that porcelain and varnish humanity was a driving need that he
never wanted to expose, a desire that drew itself from the thrill of
initiating and introducing the aspects of physical pleasure. As he'd had
first tutelage in, the crush on the fourteen year old babysitter used to
capitulate his first shattering, captivating and ensnaring experiences.

A timely visit of relatives over the holidays, as puberty was arriving and
he'd studied up on `his problem', cemented his own levels of need, creating
the pattern, developing the façade that so far had protected him. It was
almost too easy after he'd worked up the nerve, but to see the bright,
agitated naivety in his cousin's sparkling blue eyes was the pinpoint of
his focus.

The previously energetic participation his friends had shown was rapidly
waning; frowned upon as being `queer', Cousin Harry was just becoming
curious. At ten, he was just curious enough to initiate things enough for
Jake to explore the possibilities and receiving that same animated and
receptive participation glued his need to pursue that goal as an obsession.

He'd never gone more then three weeks without several "little friends"
since then, masking his association through volunteer work, keeping a
decent GPA and masquerading with one or more social dates scattered
appropriately. For the most part he played the hero role, carefully
selecting his targets before any approach was made and was rarely rebuffed.

Kennecott Summer Farm had been nirvana during that summer, after his
freshman year of high school. He'd begged to be a `full term' camper and he
knew he'd never forget those one hundred days.

Over that span he managed to instigate contact with over a dozen different
fellow campers, in the second half by becoming a member of "The Secret
Tribe", the euphemism used by the Senior Counselor for the sex club he'd
managed to form over the past few years.

As we peered through the growth it was hard to hear what they said exactly,
but it looked like Jake was explaining something. Billy nodded his head and
Jake kneeled, taking his shirt at the bottom and lifting it up and off,
then said something and after another nod, lowered the camp shorts and
underpants at the same time.

"Shit!" my friend hissed and giggled in my ear. "They're doin it!"

Jake began fondling Billy's tiny little worm and quickly had it completely
stiff, all of about two inches. Then he slipped off the shoes and socks,
denuding his little friend completely. An erection was totally obvious in
his own shorts as he began stroking and running his hands all over the
small eleven year old, moving behind him, holding and loving the compliant
but frozen boy. He grasp the little boy cock and performed the stroking
that got Billy involved, enraptured and quickly experiencing his dry
orgasm, squeaking with three little huffs, then collapsing within the teens
arms.

We could see Jake asking Billy something and from the response I guess it
was a confirmation that he'd enjoyed what had just happened, as he nodded
his head and they slide down to the forest floor and just laid still for a
few moments

"Wow!" I moaned softly and Brian just nodded his head. "You as stiff as
me?" I quietly inquired.

"Man," he hoarsely whispered back, "I think it might break if I touch it!"

"Yeah," I confirmed, slipping my hand over the boner in his camp shorts.

"Ah," he squeaked, "Don't! It'll make too much noise!"

I relented and withdrew my hand, glancing back just in time to see little
Billy rise and turn around, straddling our counselor. He giggled then
grasping Jake's shorts, pulled them up and down, his cute butt wiggling as
he scooted back. He stopped when they were mid thigh, then wrapped the
fingers of his right hand around the nice sized pole and began playing. It
looked like he was driving a race car and Jake just leaned on his elbows
and watched, a sly and wicked grin plastered across his handsome, young
face.

Billy stopped and looked up from his activity, then back down at Jake's
cock. He repeated that process twice, and I caught a few words from the
teen's lips, like `please' and `suck'.

"He's trying to talk Billy into sucking him!" I whispered in Brian's ear.

"Yeah," he nodded, "Com'on kid," he giggled, "Suck that thing!"

"I would," I said quietly, eyes back on the action.

"Me too," I heard from beside me.

"NO!" we heard suddenly and Billy got up, grabbed his stuff and ran off.

"BILLY!" Jake yelled and took off after him.

"SHIT!" we both muttered, then catching each other's frightened look,
"Let's get outta here!"

We hauled ass back to our cabin, which was empty, so we ran over to the
main area and then remembered it was swim time, so we had to drag back to
get our suits. Jake was kneeling next to Billy's cot, trying to talk him,
whispering, he was sorry and then he'd never make him do anything he didn't
want to do, please stop crying.

"Promise" came the small voice that had his back turned, lying on the cot.

"Cross my heart," Jake pleaded back.

"We'll just do the hand stuff?"

"Just the hand stuff, I promise."

"Okay" and the boy flipped over, letting Jake yank him up.

They turned and realized that we were there. Jake panicked for a second,
then said, "Hi guys, Billy here is a little homesick and I was just"

"Skip it!" Brian said in a surprisingly commanding tone. "We saw it all,
starting with me watching you molest him last night, in the bathroom, and
just awhile ago we both saw it!"

"I, I" the teen stuttered, turning white as a sheet.

"Don't tell on us, I wanted too, I like it!" little Billy blurted out in a
flurry.

"Oh don't get your panties in a knot kid," my friend said with a wicked
laugh, "We ain't gonna tell, we just want in on the action, right Abs?" and
he looked at me with a `just go along' gaze.

"Yeah!" I stupidly added, "Or else we WILL TELL" I blurted lamely
attempting to recover a lost cause.

"Look guys," Jake said in a calm voice, recovering his composure rapidly,
"This could cause a lot of bad SHIT for everybody, so wadda say we just
forget everything and start over, okay?"

"That's cool," Brian answered with a smirk, "We can start by you sucking my
cock, okay?"

I really began to have my doubts about all this and suddenly an idea popped
into my head. I took the first steps toward adulthood and tried to mediate,
fortunately successfully, getting an agreement from everybody that we would
sneak away during the campfire session that night, go away from camp and
sit down to talk things over.

"Let's go swim!" I tried to sound cheerful, but I could see Brian was sort
of mad and the other two were hesitant, so I walked to my cot, and flipped
off my stuff, grabbed my suit and yanked it on. "Com'on, geez, everything
will work out, let's GO SWIM!"

I guess I was animated enough, Billy giggled, Jake just shook his head and
even Brian cracked a little smile. He headed toward me, Billy started
undressing, and Jake just stood by the door a second, and then departed off
toward the lake.

"You okay, Billy?" I asked, genuinely concerned.

"Yeah," he nodded, changing into his trunks, "He didn't do nuthin bad, ya
know."

"We know," I said, walking over and putting a hand on his shoulder, "I just
wanna make sure your okay with doing stuff."

"It wasn't my first time, Abernathy," he sort of spit at me, then paused
and looked a little funny, "It's just I didn't want that stuff squirted in
my mouth again and I know Jake squirts cuz' I did him with my hand last
night, in the bathroom, while you guys were asleep."

"I said I saw you, remember?" Brian said quietly, then looked at me and
asked, "Can I tell him, Abs?"

"Oh, well, yeah, that's cool, go ahead," I stumbled badly.

"Tell me what?" the kid perked up.

"Me and Abs did the same thing this morning, after I told him `bout seeing
you and Jake together."

"No way, really?" he questioned, looking us both eye to eye, testing I
guess to see if it was some sort of trick or something, and satisfied, he
grinned widely and giggled, "COOL!"

"Yeah," Brian grinned from the infectious face of our new friend, "It's way
cool, hey man, I was just playing, I'd never wanna get any of us into
trouble, I say, if you wanna do it, do it and FUCK whoever don't like it,
what they don't know, won't hurt `em!"

It was so funny, he was serious, but really hamming it up and we just all
sort of looked around after his little speech, then Billy giggled, shook
his and said, "You SUCK Dude!"

"Com'on," I said after we laughed our asses off, "Let's go swim!"

The rest of the day had gone off as normal stuff, the lake was sort of
muddy, but who cared. We were a bunch kids with tons of energy, we were
away from our parents and all we had to do was play for the rest of the
summer.

Man, did we play!