Date: Thu, 16 May 2002 17:27:11 -0700
From: Adrian
Subject: Sports Camp Poker Game

Disclaimer and Comments: This is my first story and it involves teenaged
boys experimenting sexually with each other.  If you shouldn't read this,
either because the law prohibits it or you are offended by such material,
don't.


Sports Camp Poker Game


Last summer I had the opportunity to attend a four day basketball camp.
Now, I was anxious to attend and improve my game, but little did I know the
extent of the fun I was about to have.

My name is Marcus and I was 16 at the time.  5'10" and brown, curly hair.
Proud that my body was starting to look more like a man's than a
boy's... shoulders broadening out and the muscles becoming more pronounced.
I was proud that I had started shaving... okay, only once a week, but it
was a start!  I was working hard with the exercise and weights so that I
would be a better player on the school team.  Oh hell, let's be honest, I
just liked how I was starting to look.

The camp was for high school aged kids, and when I arrived at the school, I
was amazed at the number of teen jocks buzzing around the grounds.  Most
were either in muscle shirts or without shirts altogether.  Young guys
eager to show off their toned bodies and athletic prowess.  You could
almost smell the testosterone in the air.  Two tall guys wearing only baggy
shorts who were playing Frisbee on the lawn pointed me in the direction of
dorms and the registration table.  I sort of fumbled with my duffle bag,
muttered a thank you and was on my way to get settled.  I knew I sure liked
what I saw, but I had never thought of myself as gay.

It didn't take long for me to get the paperwork done and my room key.  When
I found my room, I opened the door and kinda stumbled into the room.  A
quick scan showed two sets of bunk beds, a closet, desk, and a closed door
with the sound of running water coming from behind it.  Cool... it looked
like every room had its own washroom.  On one of the bottom bunks sat a
young guy reading a comic book.  He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and I
was struck by how young he looked.  I couldn't see any body hair at all,
even on his legs.  He was really cute, with short brown hair and an
immediate, killer smile when he saw me.

"Hi, I'm Blair," he said.

"I'm Marcus," I replied. "So, how old are you?"

"Fourteen.  I'm going into high school and really want to make the team, so
the parents said I could come... cool huh?"

He was really excited, and seemed really nice.  The down-home innocent
type.

We chatted a while, and I didn't even notice that the water had stopped.
Soon, the bathroom door opened, and out walked... well, I can't think of
the right words.  It was Joel, another of our roomies.  He was 6'2" and 17
years old.  He was very well toned with a defined chest and abs.  Blonde
curly hair and some hair on his chest.  And this young man walked out
wearing only a towel around his waste.

I kinda stuttered a hello to him, and he smiled and reached over to shake
my hand.  Then he turned his back to us, and dropped the towel.  He had the
most perfect ass.  As he reached over to grab his boxers, I got a quick
glimpse of his balls hanging so nice between his legs.  I realized after he
had on his shorts that I was staring, but so was Blair.  We glanced at each
other and both kinda blushed and giggled nervously.  No harm done, and we
didn't give it a second thought.

It wasn't until a while later that we met our other roommate.  His name was
Mike and was 16 like me.  He had darker skin and black curly hair.  We
found out later that his mom was black and his dad was white.  He was
really cool and laughed a lot.

The camp was a lot of work.  The coaches believed in making us sweat all
day.  The days started early, and involved big meals, long work outs, many
skill drills, and hard scrimmages in the evenings.  There was no time to
get into trouble!  At night, the four of us would come back to our rooms,
and usually play cards and talk until lights out and then we'd hit the
sack.

That is until the last night...

That night, we played the regular card games... mostly Hearts... until
lights out, but we were hyped because it was the last night, and even
though our bodies were really tired, we weren't ready for bed.  We turned
out the main lights, but kept on the desk lamp and had a flashlight.  Over
the course of the camp, the conversation had steered toward sex often, and
we had all bragged about our vast experience with girls.  Probably the only
one to actually have lost his virginity was Joel, but we all made ourselves
sound pretty good.

After the hallway noises were gone and all was quiet, Joel said, "How about
we change the pace. How's poker sound?"  Blair hadn't played before, but we
told him it was just like Yatzee and filled him in on the rules.

Mike piped up, "Why don't we play strip poker?"  We all laughed, and then
said what the hell.  Blair looked a bit nervous.  He was clearly the young
one of us, and it took a bit of encouragement to get him to agree.

I liked the idea.  It was funny.  I realized then that because we had all
played in different groupings, and since we had a private shower, we have
never seen each other naked.  All I had seen was Joel's ass and I was
curious to see more.

Joel smiled and added, "Let's raise the stakes... the first one to loose
all his clothes gets his pubes shaved by the winner."  We all kinda
hesitated, but none of us were going to disagree with Joel, so the rules
were set.  We all had on 5 pieces of clothing (shirt, shorts, underwear,
and 2 socks) and so the game began.

It didn't take long and Mike and I were barefoot and Blair was sitting
without his shirt or socks.  Joel, who had obviously come with the most
poker experience had only lost one sock.  Blair lost the next round, and
hesitated to take off his shorts.

Mike said with a smile, "Hey kid, either you do it, or we do it for you."
Blair looked horrified and quickly untied the string and pulled off the
shorts.  We saw why he was a bit embarrassed.  There was an obvious bulge
in his boxers rising right up the middle.  None of us commented, and when
he sat back down on the floor, he sat cross legged and tried to hide his
crotch.

Well, I had a run of bad hands, and it didn't take long for me to be in the
same boat as Blair, with the same boner in my boxers.  I knew they all saw
it, but I wasn't going to let embarrassment spoil the fun I was
having. Joel and Mike had also lost a hand each and now Joel was completely
barefoot and Mike was shirtless, showing his very nice dark body.

The next hand ended with Blair at the loosing end, and the rest of us ready
to see the first victim of the night.  Blair looked really worried and was
blushing something fierce.  "I, I can't." he said.

"If you're worried about having a hard-on, don't."  I said.  "We all get
them, and I have one right now too."

He smiled. "Yeah, I noticed," he said, giggling a bit.  He stood, and Joel
grabbed the flashlight and aimed it over Blair's smooth chest and belly,
and followed as he slowly pulled down his plaid boxers.

"Let's see what you have, baby," Joel said.  And I've gotta say, I liked
what I saw.  He was soooo cute!  A nice little bush of pubes, with his dick
sticking straight up against his stomach..  It was 5", maybe 5.5" and
nicely cut, and his balls were completely smooth.

He just stood there, and then said, "It's not as big as you guys, I guess."

We all encouraged him, told him how much the girls must love playing with
it, and how it would surely grow to be one of the biggest around.  Hearing
all of our bullshit, Blair seemed to relax and sat back down and the game
continued.

The cards were kind to me the next few rounds, and Mike was down to his
underwear (white briefs, which looked great against his dark skin) and Joel
lost his shirt, revealing his manly pecs.  But my luck then changed again.

I lost the next hand.  With the spot light on, I did a hammed up strip
tease, letting them see my ass first and then, with hips swinging and my
three friends laughing, I unveiled my 6.5" cock, swinging it around quite
enjoying the attention.  Joel immediately commented on my uncut status.  I
then sat down, waiting patiently to see my other friends packages.

The next hand was intense, and Joel lost, having to take off his shorts.
The bulge in his shorts was obvious, and huge.  It looked like a pipe
reaching off to the side.  The next hand would declare the winner.

The hand was dealt and the bidding and trading of cards commenced.  When
the play was called, Mike had a full house, jacks high, and Joel had four
of a kind... Joel was the winner.  I was majorly disappointed at the
thought I wouldn't see his dick.  Mike quickly stood up, and stripped
without a the show I had given, and revealed a majorly thick cock with lots
of hair and big balls.  He looked real good.

There we were, in the middle of the night.  Four horny teenagers, three of
us in the nude.  And then Joel looked at me and said, "I've never had a
good look at a guy with a foreskin.  Mind if I take a gander?"

This was my chance.  "As long as you drop your shorts and let us see your
monster."  Without hesitation, Joel stood, dropped his shorts and walked
over to me.  He was huge! And fully erect like the rest of us.  It swayed
as he walked, and he sat down next to me and took a good look at my crotch.
My head was half peeking out, and I could hardly believe what happened
next.  Joel reached down and touched my dick.  His used his thumb and
finger to pull back the skin and expose my cock-head completely, and then
covered it completely again.  It felt amazing, and I couldn't help but let
out a moan.

"Cool, dude.  Thanks.  Now where's that shaver?"  We had forgotten about
that part!  Blair's eyes widened as Joel walked to the bathroom and came
back with his electric razor.  It was cordless and had a trimming feature,
which he popped open.  "Okay, kid, lay back on the bed and let me at that
cute little bush of yours."  Blair looked scared, but he listened, leaned
back on the bed, and left himself, boner and all, fully exposed.  "Mike,
you hold the flashlight.  I don't want to miss any."  Joel reached down and
gently grabbed his cock, which was laying across the pubic patch.  "Fuck,
Blair, you are real stiff.  We'll have to take care of that before we can
shave you."  Looking at me, he said, "You wanna take care of that for me,
Marcus?"

I couldn't believe it.  "Ah, whatever," was all I could manage to say.
Blair and I looked at each other.  I asked, "You okay?"  He looked a bit
unsure, but nodded his head.  I reached down and for the first time touched
another guy's dick.  It was a lot smaller than I was used to jerking off
myself, but felt great.  I started pulling it, but the skin didn't move
like mine did (my first lesson in jerking a cut cock) so I spit in my hand
and started jerking him off.  Soon, he closed his eyes, and I picked up the
pace.  After just a few minutes I felt his body tense and saw his ball sack
tighten.  His little pecker spewed several shots of white cum all over his
belly.  He let out a sigh and kept his eyes closed.  I held onto his dick,
and felt it lose its rigidity.  Soon, it was soft and soooo nice.

Blair didn't open his eyes until he heard the quiet buzz of the razor.
Joel put his left hand out and covered Blair's cock and balls with it,
exposing just the hair, and quickly cut it all off.  Then he used the razor
part to shave him smooth.  Soon, Blair's crotch looked like a 8 year olds,
but his dick seemed bigger than before.  "Cum is the best after shave,"
said Joel, and spread the cum from Blair's belly over the newly shaved
area.

Then Joel surprised me.  He said, "Okay, Blair, almost done.  All we have
to do is check for pubes on your ass."  Joel winked at Mike and me.

Blair said, "Pubes don't grow on your ass."  But he didn't say it with much
confidence.

"Well, sure they do," said Joel.  "Turn over."  Blair did.  "Mike, hold his
ass cheeks like this so we can have a good look."  Mike handed me the
flashlight and spread the poor guys ass.  It was completely smooth and had
the nicest little pucker of an asshole.  Joel ran his finger down the crack
and circled it around the hole.  It was still wet with cum, and Joel pushed
his finger in up to his first knuckle, paused, and then pushed it all the
way in.  Blair's eyes got real wide, and he gasped a bit,.  "Well, no hair
here to shave.  I guess I'm done."  When Blair turned back around, he was
sporting another boner.

I guess the whole experience of being the center of attention gave Blair
confidence, because he said, "Finally, now it's my turn to have some fun
with you..."

To be continued...