Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 08:33:07 -0500 From: Paul Wilson Subject: Back Room at Camp When I was 12, going on 13, I attended camp for the first time. It was the kind of camp that had cabins on a lake in upstate New York, and some of the kids stayed all summer, some stayed only a week. I was there for a month; a month I will never forget. Our cabin held about 15 boys, the youngest 11, the oldest 14. The first day was uneventful; I was one of two that had arrived that day, the rest having been there for a week or more. I was a little apprehensive about going to bed, since I wasn't used to undressing in front of other boys, but it turned out to be a no-brainer. Most of the boys just slept in their underwear, and some put on shortie-PJs like I did. After lights out, I started to doze pretty quickly, as I was tired from the drive up to camp, but not before I heard soft sounds of boys moving around me. I wasn't sure, but figured some were playing with themselves like I usually did after going to bed, but I fell asleep too quickly to think much of it. The next night, though, I wasn't as tired, and I felt like jacking off, despite not wanting anyone to hear or see me. It was almost dark, but there was just enough light coming in from the windows to see shadows of the other boys. I figured I could at least rub my dick softly and gently. I pulled my PJs down a little inside my sleeping bag, and was just starting to play with myself when I saw one of the older boys get out of bed and walk toward me. Fearing he had seen me moving, I lay still and pretended to be asleep, but peeking out of one eye. He stopped beside me, and my heart almost stopped beating, but then he turned to Billy, the kid in the bed next to me, and tapped his shoulder and motioned to him. Then he walked quietly to the back of the cabin and went into the spare room. I don't know why we called it that, but it was a small bedroom left over from when a resident counselor slept in each cabin. It still had a bed in it, but not much else. Anyway, about a minute after he went in, Billy quietly got out of bed and tiptoed to the spare room, and the door closed quietly and I heard the click of the lock. I was really curious about what was going on. Everything in the cabin was quiet, as though everyone was waiting. After a little while I got curious enough that I wanted to check it out, so I got out of bed and went outside toward the bathroom, as though I had to go. When I was about 50 yards away from the cabin, I doubled back and headed for the back of the cabin where there was a window in the spare room. I sneaked up and looked in. Imagine my surprise when I saw Billy laying there on the bed with his underwear pulled down to his ankles, and the bigger boy was leaning over him with Billy's dick in his mouth. I had heard of blowjobs, but never seen one or even believed boys did it, but it was obvious that the older boy was giving Billy a blow job. That went on for about 5 minutes. It made me so horney that I had pulled out my own dick and was furiously jacking off. Finally I could see Billy tense, and the bigger boy stayed still, and then Billy began to jerk on the bed. It was then that I blew, a small amount of cum, since I was just starting to shoot, but it was very intense. Billy just lay there as the bigger boy removed his mouth, and I decided I'd better get back. I half ran back to the front door and went back to my bunk, just in time to see the door to the spare room open and Billy sneak back to his bed. I lay there like I was asleep, but could see Billy's face as he settled down, and he looked very relaxed and happy. Almost immediately another boy got out of bed quietly, and sneaked to the spare room, and again I saw the door close and the faint click of the lock. So the older boy had a thing going! I watched three boys go in there that night before he came out, and when he lay on his bed, he pulled his underwear down and jacked off right in plain sight. I think most of the others were asleep, particularly those he had given blow jobs to, but he didn't seem to care if anyone knew what he was doing. He came noisily and wiped up with a rag, and went to sleep. I had a hard time getting to sleep thinking about what I'd seen. I wondered if I would have the courage to go in there for a blow job. The next night was different. The first one up was a boy my age, James, who went and roused another boy who was 11, Paul. They both sneaked back to the spare room, closed the door, and locked it. Curious again, I got up like I was going to the bathroom, and sneaked to the window to see what was going on. Expecting to see another blow job scene, I was again surprised to see James and Paul on the bed together, with Paul on his hands and knees with James behind him. James' dick was about the same size as mine, about 4 inches, but I could see he was circumcised, unlike me. James was putting something on his finger, which he pushed into Paul's bottom, moving his finger in and out a couple of times. Then James put some of the stuff on his dick, and moved up close behind Paul. I couldn't believe what I was seeing; it was obvious that James was going to stick it into Paul's butt. I'd stuck things into my butt several times, and loved the way it felt, but I'd never even thought of doing this. James moved up closer to Paul, and put his dick against his butt and pushed. I could see it slide in. James just held still like that for a minute, then started pushing it in and out. I recognized the familiar humping motion that I used when I masturbated on my pillow, but I bet this felt better. After a while James kind of lay down on Paul's back and grabbed around his waist with his arms, and humped faster and faster, while at the same time rubbing Paul's dick with his fingers. Suddenly James stopped and held on tight, and I knew he was cumming into Paul's butt. Paul stiffened, too, and I realized he was having a dry come in James' hand. They just stayed coupled like that for a few minutes, with James just moving in and out slowly, until he pulled out and they both collapsed onto the bed, James laying on top of Paul. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but they were whispering to each other. I figured I'd better get back to my bed fast, so I dashed around and crawled back in quietly just as the spare door opened and James and Paul tiptoed back to their beds. I furiously jacked off at the memory of what I'd just seen. The next day I thought a lot about what had been going on. During the day there was no sign from any of the others that things like that were going on. It just seemed like there was a forbidden nightime ritual of boy-boy sex that many of them shared fairly openly, but didn't otherwise acknowledge. I wondered all day if I had the courage to join in, and had a boner most of the day at the thought of it. That night the older boy, who was named Tim, repeated what he'd done the first night. He walked quietly toward the spare room, tapping Billy on the shoulder as a signal to come with him. They went in and the door closed, and I lay there with my heart in my throat, willing myself to go in after Billy came out. After about 10 minutes, Billy came out, and I stood up and walked slowly toward the door, scared to death, but with a boner that could have been used for a nail, it was so hard. In the light from the window, I could see several sets of eyes following me. I figured they were waiting their turn. I went in and closed the door. There was Tim, sitting in his boxers fingering his dick. He motioned me over to the bed, and asked if I'd ever done this before. I said no, and he said to just relax, I'd really like it. So I lay down, and Tim pulled my underwear off, and played with my dick a while. "You aren't cut," he said. "I like that." Then he put his mouth on my dick, and just played with it and licked it like a popsicle. It felt really good, and then he put his tongue inside my foreskin and played around the head. This was the best feeling I had ever felt. He did that for a little while, then started to suck and move his head up and down, while jacking my dick with one hand. Oh wow, that felt so good! I couldn't believe how it was making me feel. It seemed like my whole body was on fire. I was so turned on I didn't last long. It wasn't more than two minutes and the dam burst. I started cumming hard. It felt like I was shooting gallons into his mouth, but of course it was only a couple of teaspoons of jism. He held his mouth firmly but still on my dick, and milked ever bit of cum and feeling out of it. I was totally wasted, and just lay there panting. After I came down, he let go of my dick, and I got up, with wobbly knees. I thanked him and left quietly. Another boy was waiting just outside the door, and we smiled at each other as I walked past and went to my bunk. That was a night to remember. During the days I had been getting to be really good friends with Sam, a cute 12 year old from my cabin. I thought it would be fun to do some stuff with him, but he gave no sign of being interested, and wasn't one of those who went to the spare room. Finally one day I decided to risk bringing the subject up, and while walking on the path back from the bathroom I asked him if he saw all the activity in the back room at night. He said yes, and that he'd snuck out to watch a couple of times. I was surprised to find I wasn't the only one, and suggested we watch together that night. He agreed, so after lights out, we got up at separate times and both went outside to the window. We watched two couples doing their thing in the room, and of course got really turned on. Sam whispered that most of the guys knew they were being watched, since they could see the outline of our heads in the window. He'd been coming to this camp for several years, and knew that was all part of the fun of it. I asked if he'd ever done it, and he said no, he was too shy to try. I asked if he wanted to, and he hesitated, and said yes, he wished he was brave enough. I said, "we could do it if you want." Sam hesitated again, and said, "You want to?" "Yeah." "OK, lets go back in, and when the room is free, we'll go together." My heart was pounding like a jackhammer as we stole back to our bunks to wait. We didn't have to wait long before the door opened and those in there came out. Sam and I both got up at the same time and walked quietly to the spare room and closed the door. We stood facing each other for a minute, then he pulled his underwear off, and I did the same. We were both totally naked, and hard. I noticed he wasn't circumcised, either, so we had that in common. Sam walked up to me and pressed his body against mine. It felt great with his warm skin on mine, and I could feel his boner pressing into my crotch. He pulled me with him as he backed toward the bed and sat down, pulling me down on top of him as he lay back. Then he rolled us over, so he was laying on top of me, and we were face to face. He started to hump me, with his dick pressing into mine, so I humped back. Oh, it felt great, and we really got into it. We were humping like mad, making all kinds of noise, but we didn't care. It just felt too good. I could feel Sam starting to tense, and I knew he was about to cum. So was I. Suddenly he stopped humping, and I could feel a warm wetness spurting out onto my stomach, and then I came, too. Our jism mixed as we just moved slowly back and forth reveling in our mutual orgasm. It was the best thing I'd ever felt; even better than the blow job I'd gotten the other night. We lay there like that for a little while, then Sam rolled off of me. "What a mess," he said, looking down at our crotches. "Yeah, I hope there's something here to clean up with." I spotted a towel in the corner and went and got it. It was crusty with jism stains, so I knew this was the community cum rag. I wiped up and so did Sam, and we gave each other a hug before pulling our underwear back on and returning to the main room. As we left, two guys were at the door waiting for us to leave, and one whispered, "Man, you guys sure made enough noise. You woke everyone up." We just giggled and bolted for bed, feeling a little embarrassed that everyone knew what we had been doing in there. The rest of the month at camp Sam and I coupled every night, and even sneaked off a couple of times during the day to do our dirty deeds in the privacy of the woods. We were insatiable with each other, and tried everything, including jacking by hand, oral sex, and anal. But humping each other like we'd done the first night remained our favorite. Luckily, Sam lived fairly close to me, so when camp was over, we could ride our bikes to each others' houses, and we were able to participate in our little clandestine recreation, as we always called it, fairly frequently.