Date: Mon, 13 Sep 2010 04:05:33 -0500
From: Austin Storyteller <austins087@gmail.com>
Subject: Summer Camp Counselor (Adult-Youth)

As a kid, I did the summer camp thing for a few summers because my childhood
pal did it. I went to camp from approximately ages 8-10 and it is within
this time that I had my first encounter with an adult male. All of it was
totally consenting, and it left me yearning for more. This is a true story.

We were dropped off downtown at the "headquarters" then bussed out later in
the morning to our camp site where we would hang out in nature for the day.
The morning consisted of splitting into groups based on age-I was fortunate
enough to be placed with older guys who were much cooler than the dudes my
age. These guys were teenagers and they were hot. Though I didn't
consciously recognize that I was gay, my natural tendencies definitely swung
that way.

There was one counselor in particular who I always found myself looking at.
He was very warm and friendly towards everyone. I enjoyed hanging out with
him and following him around just to talk. We'll call him Eric.

Eric was in his early 30's and he was my first man-crush. He was very fit,
moderately hairy and slightly nerdy, which is my ideal type. :-)

One particular day, when we hit the pool (a daily activity) we were in the
locker rooms changing. It was a fairly large room with multiple benches
placed throughout. I was sitting at on perpendicular to the one he was
stationed at. At that young age I was self-conscious about being seen by
other guys so I would undress and dress slowly so that I would be mostly
alone by the time I got to it. On this day, I saw him drop his shots and
just hang out for a couple of minutes. He had a huge cock that was
completely flaccid, and hung down a few inches. I don't know dimensions, but
I will say the image I have in my head says he was well-endowed (and
uncut..yum :-).

I just kept checking him out because he was so casual about being naked
amongst all of us; I'm pretty sure this would not be okay in this day and
age. Things were slightly different then. For the record, I'm only 25 now so
it was not THAT long ago. Anyway, he caught me checking him out and just
smiled. Other than that, he continued to act normal.

Most of the guys in the changing room had left, leaving only a handful of
guys. At this point, I decided it was a safe number for me to drop trou. He
watched and by the time I was done, we were the last ones left. He started
walking towards the showers that were pretty well concealed and as he walked
off, I was already making my way out to head to the pool. He whistled and
turned around, gave a jerk of his head in the other direction for me to
follow him, and that I did. When were in the shower area, he led me into a
large handicap-sized stall, locked the door after me and put his finger to
his lips (as in "keep quiet.")

He dropped his shorts (he was still flaccid) and said I had a few minutes to
do anything I wanted to do, but I better hurry. I was floored. He grabbed my
hand and used it to cup his balls. Curiosity yielded lust and I took over
from there. I fondled his balls and with my other hand, I played with his
uncut dick. I pulled the foreskin back and as I jerked him (which I had no
idea about  at that time) he began to pop wood. He stood up on the stall so
that his cock was at mouth level to me. I knew what to do.

I opened my mouth and took a few inches in, definitely not all. I sucked on
his cock and licked the head. He allowed me to play with him for a few
minutes before stopping me and then stepping down to the floor. He pointed
is cock at the toilet and started jerking off. He let me play with his balls
while he jerked off. After a short period, he shot a huge load into the
bowl-I was in awe. He scooped the last of it off of his cock with his finger
then put it in his mouth, turned to me and stuck his tongue out to show me
the large glob of cum, and then he bent over and kissed me. That was my
first taste of semen. He was extremely sensual with this.

Finally, he pulled his banana hammock up and smiled at me. I still had my
shorts on, but with an obvious erection. He squeezed it and walked out. He
told me not to take to long and that was that. After that day he would smile
at me and wave. I was doing some academic related things that I would work
on in the afternoons while I waited for my parents to pick me up; he would
come and chat and help me if I had a problem. He never tried anything again,
nor did he ever indicate shame or guilt. I do not think ill of the
situation; I'm actually glad it was him instead of someone else.

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