Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2004 20:40:07 -0800 (PST)
From: bernie <berniebop69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Returning to Camp a continuation from Summer Job Interview

-Since someone mentioned a warning label, this story
includes boy on boy and public sex scenes.  Please, if
you are offended or it is illegal to view, read,
whatever this kind or material, please don't read it,
you should delete it or whatever you need to do to
behave.


Man, what a weekend.  I never expected a summer job
interview to become an event I would remember all my
life.  All that night, no one talked about what
happened in the shower.  Not a single word all through
getting up the next morning, not during breakfast, not
one word.  It was driving me crazy.  I began to wonder
if I had dreamt the whole thing.  But I couldn't have.
 I know the cocoa and cookies were real; I had crumbs
in my bed the next morning.

The last week of school was ridiculous.  All I could
think of was seeing Jackson again.  I could remember
touching him in the shower.  Pressed against his body.
 All week I caught myself daydreaming, and when I came
to, I had a hard-on pressed in my jeans with pre-cum
making its way into a spot big enough for people to
notice.  By Thursday I had jerked off at least 18
times.  My dick was sore from pumping at it.  My balls
hardly spilled a drop when I came.  This week had to
end soon.  Just one more day of field events and we
were done for the year!

Camp packing had started Thursday night when I got
home.  I couldn't believe my mom had got me all kinds
of cool stuff.  Flashlight, toothbrush, towels with my
name on them, even a new Speedo.  I didn't think she
knew I was even interested in a Speedo.  Almost no one
wore them, not guys at the city pool anyway.  When she
went in to make dinner, I nearly ran to my room to try
it on.  The material felt great on my cock.  I was
growing in excitement before I even had the waistband
released from my fingertips.  Sure enough, my dick
rose out the top of the suit in seconds.  About 2
inches pushing toward my belly button.  I couldn't
stand it.  I ripped the suit back off and laid back on
my bed.  I grabbed for the Vaseline in my nightstand...
This I had to bring to camp!  I stroked away for a
minute, no more, and a large drop flew into neck, then
a dribble more barely broke away from my cock.  I
began to wonder if I was drying up inside.

My mom's voice broke the moment.  "Dinner!"

I rushed to get my clothes on.  She had been so good
to me today, I had to make our last night of the
summer good for her too.  I wish I had known earlier,
I could have made her a card or something.

After dinner the phone rang.  It was Hank... "Did your
mom get you a Speedo for camp tomorrow."  Ah, that's
where she got the idea... "All the camp assistants need
to wear Speedos to tell them apart from the campers.
So we called your mom earlier this week.  Hope that
was ok."

"Sure Hank.  That's great.  It fits fine."

"I am sure it does.  Well don't be late, we will start
the orientation at 10 a.m.  You have a ride don't
you."

"Actually..."
"Did you hope for a van to pick you up again?"

"Well, with the bags and all...my bike might be a bit..."

"No problem, we are picking up a few other too.  It'll
be 8 a.m. then!"

"Thank you, Hank, really, I can't thank you enough."

"Sure you can, you just did.  8 a.m."

With that Hank hung up.  Man, I am so lucky this
summer.  Not like the last two shitty summers.

"Who was that Jeremy?"

"Hank, he was making sure I knew when to be ready
tomorrow."

"He is such a nice man.  He really wanted you to work
out there this summer.  He called a few weeks ago to
be sure you would be applying for the position."

"He did?  When?"

"The day before you told me about you called the camp
the first time."

"Huh?  How would he know I was applying?  I mean, I
found the ad on the website."

"Oh yes, he mentioned he saw a couple of your
applications online, but since you were only 15, he
knew you would have a hard time getting a job.  He
thought the camp was perfect for you."

"Wow mom, this camp is nearly creeping me out.  That's
not the first thing either."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, nothing, I better get packing finished up."  I
headed back to empty my dresser into the big bag mom
dragged out of a closet.  A big army duffle bag,
smelled like oil and dirty socks, but it would do.

I could hardly sleep, after another weak toss, I
finally drifted off.

At 6 a.m., my mom yeller for me to get up.  I jumped
out of bed and hustled down with my bags.  I had the
army duffle, a backpack, and my gym bag.  She had
breakfast ready and was heading out the door for work.
 She kissed my on the forehead and said, "Now you be
polite, Hank has been so good to you about this job"
and out she went.

When the van pulled up at 8 a.m. promptly, I saw
Jackson in the first seat behind Hank.  Hank got out
helping me load my bags in a trailer behind the van.
I thanked him, and he just smiled back.  I got in next
to Jackson.  He looked at me with a grin.  He looked
down at his lap and back at my eyes.  I could almost
feel the heat of his skin against me even though we
were two feet apart.  I grinned back, and the van
pulled away.

We arrived at the camp after picking up two more boys.
 Four in all in the van.  But we were met by the rest
of the camp assistants and staff at 10 a.m. in the big
dining hall.  Hank greeted us and told us we would be
setting up our stuff in the dorm-like buildings, but
because there was more assistants than originally
expected, some assistants would be staying in the
buildings with the staff.  Hank read off a list of
names and building assignments.  Before long,
"Jackson, Jeremy, you are in building 4.  Steven and
Tim, building 5."  Those were the staff buildings.  My
heart fell at the thought of being with the older camp
staff.  I hoped to repeat the Cabin Drill of the
weekend before.  Later I found out that the four of us
were the oldest assistants under 16.  At least that is
what Sal told us later that afternoon.

After unpacking, we could go swimming.  Hank didn't
tell us we had to wear the Speedos, the uniform for
the camp workers.  But we all showed up wearing the
same red Speedos.  Not all filled out the same of
course.  Some guys looked like they would break out of
their suits if a breeze nudged them too hard.  Others
looked like they could have been girls.  I had a
modest bulge, well until we started swimming anyway.

We headed out to the water.  It seemed like they had
put in a heater since last we were there.  Only a week
ago.  The water was fine.  There wasn't any swim test,
so guys headed out to the dock and dove off the end.
Some swam to the raft, some stayed around the dock.
Jackson and I swam out to raft, but about half way,
Jeremy caught my leg.  He pulled me to him.  I tread
water to keep my head up.  "Dude, what's up with you?"

Jackson looked at me with a grin again, "Why didn't
you call?"

"Huh, when?"

"When you got back last weekend?"

"How was I supposed to call you?"

"I put my number in your bag Sunday morning."

"Oh man, I dumped the bag right into the washer when I
got home. I `m sorry"

"Well, no matter, we have all summer now..."

He pushed my down under the water, and when he swam
over me I grabbed at his leg this time to only grab a
corner of his suit.  I pulled at it and it slid over
his cheek to reveal his white butt.  He curled under
the water to come up right under me.  This time he had
my suit in his hand.  His fingered wrapped around the
tight draw-string.  With a flick of his other hand,
the drawstring came loose.  My Speedo was rapidly
flowing down.  I still had his suit in my hand and we
spun a few flips in the water.  Each of our suits now
half off.  I let go of his suit to pull hard with both
hands to fix my own.  I dressed myself once again and
made for the raft.  When I pulled myself up, my cock
was peeking out the top of my suit.  Not because it
was pulled down, but because my cock had grown up.  I
tucked quickly at my penis.  Jackson quickly rolled
onto the raft next to me laughing.  Tucking quickly at
his suit and member.  He gave me the grin again and
rolled back into the water.  I didn't follow him this
time.

Instead I waited to see what was going on.  When I
looked around, there were boys wrestling near the
dock, splashing in the water around the raft, and boys
wrestling in the deep water between the dock and raft.
 Even the older boys were joining in.  One very tall
guy, he must have been 18 or so, popped into the raft
with his Speedos suctioned to his hips and cock.  He
may as well have been naked.  His cock showed through
like he wasn't wearing anything.  His cock was curled
around in a near circle.  His head was definitely
circumcised.  His pulled on his waist band and air
popped into his suit.  When he let go, his suit became
more of a balloon than the painted on Speedo.  His
cock disappeared into the balloon.

Jackson rolled onto the raft again and pulled me
toward him.  He pulled and then pushed me into the
water.  He followed with a splash.  He was on top of
me and I grabbed for the raft.  He pulled me back from
behind.  I felt his hot chest on my back.  My cock
sprang fully erect on contact.  His cock did the same.
 In doing so, his cock poked into my butt.  I stopped
pulling myself up to the raft when I could breathe
again.  Jackson had me in a bear-hug. It was
wonderful.  His hardness was pressed into me.  I could
almost feel his cock-head parting my cheeks.  He
bobbed up and down slightly in the water, burying his
shaft further into my crack.  One of his arms let go,
and I felt his hand on my waist band, pushing down to
reveal my flesh to his.  His suit must have been down
already.  His cock-head burrowed further into my
crack.  Without something like my Vaseline, it was a
rough way in.  But Jackson continued to bounce
slightly and edged his shaft into me.  I felt his head
pop into my anus ring.  He was actually fucking me
right there at the raft.  If I hadn't been stuck in a
foggy world of the moment, I would have noticed there
were other guys wrestling about, some without suits.
Cocks flapping about.  Slapping and pushing on the
raft.  One boy just inches away sitting on the edge of
the raft, another boy with his face buried in the
sitting boy's crotch.
	I felt Jackson pushing into me, further and further.
My own cock free now from the suit felt like it was
going to explode.  Jackson pumped slowly into me, his
breathe on my neck.  His cock felt like it was pushing
into my balls from behind.  I came in the water.  I
felt like I was pissing.  Jackson must have cum too,
his bouncing stopped and he seemed to melt around me.
His chest was like fire on my back.
	As Jackson moved away from me, I realized the other
boys were busy about in similar ways.  The boy sitting
next on the raft just feet form me had a soft and
drooping, dripping cock.  The boy in the water was
rolling onto the raft with a hard-on ready to push
through his Speedo.  Another boy, totally naked, was
pushing other boys off the raft.  It was like he was
playing king of the raft.  His cock flapped and
slapped his belly every time he swung around.  Others
were hanging to the side of the raft chest to back
like Jackson and I were.  Faces taught with excitement
and the extremeness of the event.

	I search down for my suit.  It was no where to be
found.  I looked to one side to see Jackson handing it
to me.  I scooted up on the raft to a sitting position
and slid my suit back on.  My cock was still dripping
the heavy cum.  Jackson slipped up next to me with his
suit on and grinned.  We both leaned forward and
rolled into the water and swam for shore.

	Back in the cabin, Jackson and I slipped into the
shower before the older boys arrived.  We washed each
other's backs and hair.  Just when Jackson was about
to step out of the shower, I grabbed around him
searching for a hold on his cock.  He was semi-erect,
so I thought I would help him with that.  I gently
pumped away until it climbed to full staff.  My own
cock hard as a nail pressed into his back.  He quickly
twisted around and went to his knees.  Before I knew
what happened my cock was in his mouth.  Jackson
grabbed around to my ass and swallowed me.  He was
moving so fast I thought my cock might get ripped off
if a tooth caught my cock head.  It wasn't long before
I lost control and came into his mouth.  It felt like
I was cumming all the way from my chest, down through
my balls and into him.  Jackson looked up at me and
just grinned once again.  I melted to the floor as
Jackson left the shower.

The first of the older boys came in just as I picked
myself up off the shower floor.  My cock drooped.  It
was bright red from the mouth fucking it just
performed.  I still felt like I had no energy in me.

Todd, a brown haired guy, who must have been one of
the younger of the 16 year olds, walked into the
latrine.  His red Speedo was clinging to his cock.  I
didn't remember seeing him out in the lake.  He looked
at me; I looked away.  He went to the basin and began
pissing.  I toweled off trying not to look at him.  I
don't know what it is about guys pissing that I can't
seem to not look.  Todd turned to ward me more giving
me a good view.  Then he said, "Kid, wanna see more of
this?"

"Huh?" was all I could say.  He just turned more
flicking his cock.  A drip of urine flung to the
floor.  Then he started slowly stroking his cock.

-If you like the latest installment please let me
know.  I have tried to answer some of the questions I
have been asked about Jeremy and/or Jackson.  Does
anyone know of interactive forums for these types of
stories?

-Take Care, berniebop69@yahoo.com