Date: Fri, 24 Feb 2012 13:45:29 -0800 (PST)
From: BR
Subject: The Village Idiot

   This story contains some actual events but is a work of fiction and
should be considered as such. It contains masturbation, adolescent
sexuality, and lots and lots of nudity. If you shouldn't be reading a story
like this then you shouldn't even be on this web site at all.



			    "The Village Idiot"



       When I was thirteen years old, between seventh and eighth grade, I
was sent to a summer camp in the Poconos. It was called Camp Laurel Ridge,
and it was located near Bushkill PA. I had always been a loner, and my
parents were tired of me never having any friends and did not want me being
around the house all summer yet again. My parents both told me that I did
not even have a choice in the matter, I was going to camp and that was
that. I was going to be there for one session, which was two weeks.

       We went to the local shopping mall in the Maryland suburb I lived in
in April to an open house. Summer camps from all over the country were
there with brochures, representatives, and so on. I was a bit of a sissy
then and did not want to be stuck in a sports oriented camp, so we looked
at several camps that emphasized arts and crafts and such. I didn't want to
be bored either, so when we got to the booth for Camp Laurel Ridge, I was
sold. The camp was co-ed and did not emphasize competitive sports, but they
did have canoeing, hiking, mountain climbing, and BMX biking, so we signed
up right on the spot. I had been surly and reluctant to go to camp, but
after finding out about Camp Laurel Ridge, I began to look forward to the
experience. I kept the brochure in my room and would look at it daily. The
pictures of happy kids on the trampoline, the tire swing, the firing range,
and the floating docks made me dream of summer and I looked forward to
being away from home as much as my parents looked forward to me being away
from home.

       School let out on June 21st. I was scheduled to arrive at Camp
Laurel on June 30th and would be there until July 13. The camp gave us a
list of supplies I would need. We went to Walmart and bought a soap tray,
lots of new clothes, a bathing suit, toiletries, postal supplies, a
sketchbook and journal, a couple of books, and so on. My mom wanted to buy
me a pair of pajamas.

       "Mom, I don't wear pajamas. I sleep in my underwear." I said.

       " I think a degree of modesty is in order." She replied as she threw
the package of pj's into the cart. I rolled my eyes when she wasn't
looking, but I was too excited about the trip to think about such trivial
matters as pajamas.

       The next two days went on forever. I was so excited thinking about
canoeing and hiking and swimming that I couldn't sleep at night. When it
came time for us to leave at 6 am on June 30th, I was exhausted and slept
for most of the three hour trip to Bushkill. When I woke up we were already
within ten miles of the camp, and I was pissed because I wanted to eat at
Burger King on the way. Now it would be at least two weeks until I would
even see a Burger King.

       We got to the front gate of the camp. We drove along a wooded road
for a bit. Suddenly we cleared the trees, and we were greeted by the site
of one of the most beautiful blue lakes one could ever see. It was a deep,
jewel blue. It was still early so the sunlight danced off the surface in a
beguiling blaze. On the far side of the lake from us, there was an olympic
height diving platform on three levels, the highest level towered in such a
way as to suggest that the lake was very deep. There were kids of varying
ages milling about with their parents. In all my excitement about camp
activities it had completely slipped my mind that there would be other kids
in this place. As we drove past the lake, We stopped at a gate house. The
guy at the gate house directed us to a fork in the road right behind, and
told us to take the right turn to the Senior Village. We went to the right
of the fork, and plunged into more woods. We went up the hill
 for a few dozen yards and came to a clearing with a large building and
about a dozen or so smaller buildings in a horseshoe shape around a
communal area. An older teenager was directing traffic to a clearing behind
the big building where we parked.

       We got out of the car and were greeted by the same hippie-ish woman
who was the camp director that we saw at the mall back in April. I had
forgotted that her name was Mary, but she reintroduced herself. She was a
middle aged woman with greying brown hair tied back in a ponytail. She had
on a tshirt with the picture from The Beatles "Abbey Road" cover on the
front, the one where they're walking across the crosswalk. I was a big
Beatles fan so I thought that was pretty cool.

       After friendly greetings I grabbed my footlocker out of the car and
Mary showed us around the compound. There was a firepit in the center with
several small benches around it. Two very pretty girls my age walked by and
said hi. I nodded back at them and turned around to check them out as they
walked past.

       "Are you going to behave yourself with the ladies?" My dad jokingly
asked.

       " I hope so." I said as I spotted another total hotty walking across
the compound. The adults all laughed but I was being serious. I began to
wonder if I was going to be hot and bothered all the time for two weeks.

        We went into the communal room in the big central building. There
were several picnic tables, a big fireplace, ping pong, chess, card ,and
pool tables, and a small stage. Dad said he had to use the restroom so Mary
pointed him to a door on the right hand side that was marked with a men's
room symbol. While dad was in the bathroom Mary and my mom were chatting
and I looked at the impressive slanted pinewood ceiling. My dad came out of
the bathroom and I suddenly realized that I needed to go to the restroom as
well. I put down my footlocker and went in. There were three urinals and
two stalled toilets. I went to the far right urinal and did my
business. Afterwords I went to the sink to wash my hands and comb my hair
so as to look nice for all these cute girls. I was a not bad looking
chap. I still had the face of a ten year old, but my body was maturing,
with hair everywhere except my chest. I was about 5 foot four, had medium
length
 blonde hair, sort of beady hazel eyes, a slightly turned up nose, and a
squarish jaw with a dimple. After I combed my hair I practiced introducing
myself for a few seconds until a kid walked in. I put the comb in my pocket
and left the bathroom to rejoin Mary and my parents.

       Mary lead us to my cabin, which was the third on the right if you
were standing with your back to the entrance to the big building. When we
went in there was a boy and his parents already in there. There were two
bunk beds in the cabin and he was unpacking his stuff on the top bunk to
the left. As we walked in he and his parents turned and looked at us.

       "Martin, this is John, your new roomate."  Mary chirped.

       "Hello John" said Martin as he stuck his hand out. He spoke in an
accent that I didn't recognize, I thought it was British. I returned the
greeting and shook his hand. He was about my height, maybe a click
taller. He had light blonde hair that was almost white, sharp blue eyes,
and a boyish, tapered face with prominent cheek bones. He was wearing a
soccer shirt, loose shorts, and sandles with white socks. As I shook his
hand I realized to myself that I would be seeing him naked, and that
excited me almost as much as the girls had. This was definately going to be
a challenging fortnight.

       "Where are you from?" He asked, again with that accent, as his
parents and mine introduced themselves to each other.

       " Gaithersburg Maryland". I replied. "You?"

       " I live in Mclean Virginia." He said.

       " Mac wayne?" I asked. I was having trouble understanding his
accent.

       " No, MCLEAN". He said with a laugh. I felt embarrassed because I
had heard of Mclean hundreds of times. It was actually pretty close to
where I lived .

       " What school do you go to?" I queried.

       " Danska...I mean...Danish School."

       " Damage school?" I asked, knowing that I was embarrasing myself
again but that really is what it sounded like he said.

       " DANISH school." He said, this time not laughing. " I am from
Denmark".

       " Oh, well, welcome to America!" I said sticking my hand out again
which he politely shook. I found out later in the day that he had been
living here for almost two years.

       My parents found this whole exchange to be cute and amusing while
Martins parents were stoically looking at the floor.

       " Well John, it looks like you just made a friend!" Piped my mom. I
was really starting to want all of them to leave.

       Just then an older teenager with a blonde crewcut and a lip-piercing
walked in. Mary introduced himself to us as Ralph and informed us that he
was our counsellor. Ralph introduced himself to all of us, and said he was
a nineteen year old college student from Canada. He gave a rundown on what
the activities were like, how the day was structured, and what his role
would be.

       " Martin, how old are you?" He asked.

       " I am fourteen last week". He said.

       " How about you, John?" He asked me.

       " Thirteen." I replied.

       " Ok. Well you two are going to be the oldest in this cabin. The
other two boys are both twelve. They should be here anytime. One of them
actually just turned twelve. We gave him the choice of being in the Junior
Village or the Senior Village and he chose to be here, so go easy on him."
Ralph said. It was a no brainer that the kid would choose the Senior
Village. We got to do more activities and he could be around teenage
girls. I personally wasn't really looking forward to being around a
displaced Junior camper.

       I placed my footlocker in front of the right hand bunk and claimed
the top. My mom helped me put the sheets on my bed. After the bed was made
my parents began to say their goodbyes. My mom gave me a big hug while my
dad shook my hand. I was embarrased until I saw Martins parents do the same
thing, except Martin got a hug from his dad who also patted his butt." Must
be a Danish thing" I thought to myself.

       After our folks and Mary and Ralph were gone, Martin and I went back
to sorting our stuff out. I was getting all my toiletries out of the
footlocker so that soap and toothpaste wouldn't get on my clothes. there
were three small screened windows in the cabin with small sills, two on
either side of the door and one in the middle of the back of the cabin. I
put my toiletries on the left hand side of the sill that was in front of
the bed, careful to leave enough space for whomever wound up in the bottom
bunk. The cabin was tiny, about 8 x 10 feet, and was beginning to get
stuffy so we opened all the windows. As we finished opening the windows,
Ralph came in with a sullen looking boy with short, spiky, dark brown hair
and a large duffel bag over his shoulder.  He was short and skinny. He
reminded me of Reese from "Malcolm In The Middle", although he looked
younger.


       Ralph introduced him to us as Hayden. His mother had apparently
dropped him off at the gate and fled the scene post haste. He first shook
Martin's hand then mine. He gave a cold fish handshake and wouldn't make
any eye contact. "Oh great" I thought to myself. "An ill mannered prick."


       Hayden took the left hand bunk under Martin and began removing items
from his duffle bag. I asked him where he was from and he mumbled that he
was from Westminster Maryland.  After I got all my stuff unloaded that I
needed to, I went outside the front of the cabin to have a look around. I
could see all the kids milling about. The camp was divided into three age
groups. There was the Pee Wee Village for kids 6 to 8, the Junior Village
which was for kids 8 to 12, and the Senior Village for kids 12 to 15.  The
Pee Wee and Junior Villages were strictly sex segregated, with the boys and
the girls on completely opposite sides of the camp. The Senior Village
however, was happily co-ed, with the boys and girls cabins on opposite
sides of the horseshoe. I saw those same girls I saw earlier and a couple
others that were equally hot. There were a few others I saw who were mugly,
but I still checked out their tits and their asses. I
 wasn't discriminating. I was looking at some of the boys walking around
too. Some looked like teenagers and others looked like little kids. I
thought some of the boys looked nicer than some of the girls did, and for
some reason I didn't care that I was thinking that way.


       As I feasted my eyes on my fellow campers, I saw Ralph, Mary, and an
Asian looking counsellor that I hadn't seen before in a semi circle talking
to a little kid with a baseball cap on who appeared to be crying. I figured
he was a Junior camper who got lost. I was very sensitive and hated seeing
anyone cry so I went back into the cabin. Hayden was showing Martin his
I-Pod next to their bunk. They each had an ear bud in and Hayden was
scrolling through his song list. This pissed me off because it said in the
brochure that electronic items were strictly prohibited, so I didn't bring
MY I-Pod.


       Before I could allow myself to become too jealous, Ralph came
through the door with that kid I saw crying outside. Hayden was able to get
the I-Pod stashed under Martin's sheets just in the nick of time, though he
had to pretty much rip the ear bud out of Martin's head while doing
so. Ralph told us that his name was David, and that he was roomate #4. I
couldn't believe it. He looked like he was nine years old, if that. He had
on that Baltimore Orioles cap, straight light brown hair cut short,
freckles, green eyes, a formless blob of a nose and a thin face. He was
also really short, less than five feet. He looked barely old enough to be
in Junior Village, much less Senior.


       " Hey guys!" he piped exuberiantly. At least he had regained his
composure.


       We all introduced ourselves to each other. David shook hands by
taking the others hand and giving it a vigorous pump, like you see little
kids do. I was thinking to myself that there was no way he was twelve, and
that he surely didn't have hair one on his dick. Then I realized that I was
virtually guaranteed to find out, as the cabin offered absolutely no
privacy at all . There wasn't even any kind of lock on the door.


       Ralph then announced that all of his campers were in and that we
would all be having a meeting. There were three counselors in charge of
four cabins each, Ralph, Brian (who I saw with David earlier), and
Tracy. We hadn't met Tracy yet, but when we did all of our eyes popped out
of our heads. She was the hottest, blondest, most stacked piece of female
you could ever hope to lay your eyes on. To put her around a bunch of
early- teenage boys was cruel and unusual punishment. All of the
counsellors were under 21 years old.


       Ralph told us the meeting would be in our tent. He left and came
back with all of his other charges in tow. Soon our tiny cabin was packed
shoulder to shoulder with 16 kids and one Ralph. Unfortunately all of the
girls were the mugly looking one's that I was seeing, except for one hot
teenage blonde. One had red hair and bad acne, the two black one's were
gross looking heffers, the others were gangly, awkward looking girls. The
boys were a little better looking. Two of them looked old enough to be
counsellors themselves, one was big and fat. There was a precocious,
bespectacled black kid who looked as young as David did, and was for some
reason wearing dress slacks and a sweater in the 80 + degree heat. David,
Martin, and myself all sat on my bunk, with Martin in the middle, our legs
dangling. Despite some of the girls homliness, I was getting a bit excited
to have them pressing up against me in the cramped space. I didn't mind
Martin
 being next to me either.


       Everyone was chattering away. There was a kid from one of Ralph's
other cabins standing in front of me. He looked my age, was the same
height, had straight brown hair, brown eyes, a whitish complexion, full
lips, and a puggy kind of nose. He turned around and looked at me.


       "Hi. What's your name?" I asked.

       "Greg." he replied.

       "Where are you from?" I asked.

       " Bethesda MD."

       " Oh cool, I'm from Gaithersburg"

       "Nice. My dad works for the NIST"

       "That's cool, I know where that is."

       Greg leaned over towards me, "Hey do you want to hear a joke?" he
asked

       "Sure."

       Greg leaned closer. "How can you tell your roomate is gay?"

       "I don't know, how?"

       "When his dick tastes like shit". He grinned.

       I smiled back at him. "Well we'll have to test your theory out
sometime." I said, and then immediately regreted that I said that, as it
came across as real flirty.

       " Yeah!" Greg said with a grin. Oh cool, he didn't mind.



       The titilating conversation came to end as Ralph called the meeting
to order. He had everybody introduce themselves individually. I was the
first one called out to do so. I said that my name is John and everyone
said "Hi, John". It was like a twelve step meeting. The process then
repeated with everyone else. Ralph then began to go over the rules and regs
with us.


       "First of all, you will notice that there are only three counsellors
here. That is because we want to treat you like adults. We want to give you
as much space as possible so that you can enjoy all the facilities and
activities that are offered here. For us to treat you like an adult,
however, you have to act like one. I don't want any of you leaving your
assigned activities, I don't want any of you sneaking off.  I don't want to
see any cigarettes, alcohol, or dope.  I don't want to see any I-Pods..."
He then turned around to the other bunk behind him, reached under the
sheets under Hayden's right leg, and pulled his I-Pod out.


       " Awwww man, cmon!" Hayden whined.

       "You'll get this back at the end of the session, and after I've
listened to all of it." Ralph said.

       " Awwwww man!"  Hayden reiterrated and flopped backwards onto the
mattress in anguish while I secretly chuckled to myself.


       " I don't want to see any fighting or bullying, that is an absolute
no no here. I don't want to see any willful damage to anybody's property. I
don't want to see any of you in the same bed..."  That last one elicited
some awkward giggles.


       " You are each expected to help keep Senior Village clean. You are
expected to help out in the camp kitchen when called upon to do so. You are
expected to do your laundry on Saturday at your assigned time. You are
expected to take a shower at least once a day. You are expected to keep
your cabin clean. Failure at any of these will get you Bathroom Duty, and
that is GROSS. Trust me, you don't want that. It's a lot easier to be nice
ladies and gentlemen and just be kids and HAVE FUN for crissakes! Okay,
deal?"


       None of what he said after "Bathroom Duty" registered in my mind. I
decided then and there that I was ABSOLUTELY NOT EVER going to have
Bathroom Duty, at the pain of death.


       Ralph then lead to us to the big communal building. He then split
the boys and the girls up in order to show them the "facilities". He first
showed us the bathroom, which had deteriorated noticeably since I had been
in there a short time before. My determination to avoid Bathroom Duty was
reaffirmed and solidified. Next he showed us the shower room which was
behind the door to the left of the bathroom. The shower room consisted of a
tiled floor, two benches on opposite sides facing each other, and an open
communal shower area with three shower heads lined up about twelve inches
apart on the far wall. Under the shower heads were three of those round
control thingies that controlled the hot and cold water and that always
made me either scald myself or sprayed freezing water. There were three
small built in soapdishes . There was a slight elevation leading to the
showers and a big drain in the middle of the floor. There was a second,
 smaller drain by the benches, and the place had that mildewy locker room
smell.


       We waited while the girls were shown their facilities. I said to no
one in particular "What was that all about, him saying he didn't want
anyone in the same bed? Is that something that goes on enough that they
have to make a rule about it?"


       David then put his arm up around Martin's shoulders. "Well you know
I was planning on sleeping with ol' Martin here!"


       "Yeah, I'll bet you were" I thought, I then realized that I wouldn't
mind doing that my own self.




        We all went for a tour of the camp. We went out into the communal
area, turned to the left between the first and second cabin, and went down
a path into the woods that you don't even see until you're right there. We
saw toads, salamanders, and a big box turtle. We checked out the
trampoline, the climbing wall, and the repelling course that was up in the
trees. We emerged from the woods and walked along a dirt road in an open
area. We saw the athletic fields, the tennis courts, the driving, rifle,
and archery ranges. We saw the arts and crafts building, the swimming pool,
the outdoor basketball courts, and the BMX track. We turned back into the
woods along another path and saw the dining hall which was in a clearing
bordering the lake, just beyond that was the covered gymnasium which
bordered the boys Junior and Pee Wee Villages. We emerged at the
lake. Across the lake was the medical facility and the horse stables. We
turned around and
 went back into the woods, got off on another path by the covered gym ,
went down into a gully and then back up and emerged right back into a
different part of the Senior Village, this time at the back of it of it
between the sixth and seventh cabins.



       "Okay everyone, get your suits on and we'll meet back here in five
and we'll all go to the lake." Ralph said.


       We all went back to our cabin to change. I got my suit out of my
footlocker and started kicking my shoes off. Martin was standing in front
of his bunk and had taken off his shirt and was removing his sandles. David
was sitting on his bunk taking off his shoes and socks. Hayden was the only
one who was being modest. He had covered himself with his towel and was
taking his pants off. Apparently he didn't even want us seeing his
underwear. I looked over at David who was taking his blue jeans off. He was
wearing white jockey shorts like I was . I saw him quickly glance towards
Martin. I looked just in time to see Martin take his tan boxers off as I
removed my shirt . Martin had a fit body, thin but not scrawny, and a
pretty good tan. I looked down at his dick. It actually looked a lot like
mine. It was pretty big, like mine was, at least six inches, kind of dark
in tone, and flapping around all over the place. His pinkish balls were
 dangling underneath. He had a pretty decent amount of pubic hair over his
dick like I did, blonde but thick enough to look dark. I thought from my
quick glance that he was circumcised like I was, but it turned out that he
only looked like he was because he was semi-erect and because of my field
of vision. I looked at David as I pulled my underwear off. David had
nothing on but his tshirt he had been wearing, and as he was lifting his
right leg to put his suit on, his small, white, circumcised penis came into
view, dangling like a pendulum. Hayden was struggling to get his suit on
under the towel and with his shirt on, but he managed to do it. I looked at
my own dick as I pulled my suit on, six inches, dark in tone, semi-erect,
circumcised, brown ring just above the mushroom glans, hair over my dick
and just starting to grow on my balls.



       David and I had regular bathing suits like most American boys wear,
his red and black and mine blue. Martin had on a red and white striped
speedo with a draw string dangling down, and Hayden had on dark green and
black board shorts . David and Hayden pulled their shirts off, we then
grabbed our towels and headed to the lake. We splashed around for an hour
and sunned ourselves a bit on the floating dock. Martin was lying on his
back in his little speedo with his arms folded and his eyes closed. I
looked him over. He had absolutely no body hair at all. Nothing in his
pits, on his legs, nothing. I thought since he had so much pubic hair that
he would at least have something going in the pits or on his legs, but he
didn't. David came out of the water and sat dripping on the dock on the
other side of Martin. He folded his knees up to his chest and he wrapped
his arms around his shins right under his knees. He was staring at
Martin. He
 had that that look on his face that you see on kids when they're watching
tv, with the mouth hanging open a little and the eyes all focused. I could
see his eyes running over Martin's chest. I watched him as his eyes went
down to the bulge in the front of Martin's speedo, linger there for a bit,
and then down his legs to his knees. He would then run his gaze back up to
his speedo, then his chest, and then his face, and then back down again. He
did this a couple times. I was still getting used to how young he looked. I
looked at David's legs and feet while he sat.


        "Are you sure you're twelve, Dave? You really don't look it at
all." I said while looking him over.

       " I'm small for my age." He replied in his squeaky boy voice,
seeming annoyed at the question. "I start seventh grade this fall."

       "Ok. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a dick or whatever, I was just
wondering." I said


        Martin then got up and dove off the deck and into the water. David
and I followed.  After swimming was over we all headed right to the dining
hall in our wet bathing suites for lunch. I didn't even realize that I was
hungry until I ate that tuna sandwich. I then remembered that I hadn't had
breakfast that morning.


       As we were finishing I was culled to do cafeteria clean up. Ralph
explained to me that I would probably only have to do this one more time
this session.. For kitchen duty I was paired up with this kid named
Burkett, who looked a lot like Macauly Culkin in "The Good Son". We washed
our dishes and kept our conversation to a minimum, although I did find out
that his parents were divorced and that he lived in Parkville Maryland. I
also found out that the lucky little bastard was in one of Tracy's cabins.



       After we finished our work (which was minimal) we headed back to the
Senior Village. All of the Village Idiots (as we would soon begin calling
ourselves) were gathered in a large circle at the firepit in the central
communal area, where Ralph was strumming a guitar and singing a Pearl Jam
song, he was actually really good. I rushed into the cabin to change and
came back out so as to join the concert.  After Ralph finished playing we
headed to the trampoline. It was a large trampoline built over a pit dug
into the ground. We took turns using it, either singley or in pairs. It was
usually the girls that went on in pairs. I for one did not want to have a
second person on there to crash into. I liked watching the girls boobs bob
up and down while they jumped. "This place is turning me into a perv" I
thought to myself, and I loved it.


       After trampoline we we went back to the village. There was a sign up
sheet in the communal hall for various activities. There was football,
basketball, photography, arts and crafts etc. I signed up for basketball,
as it was the only sport that I was even close to being good at . We then
went to the covered gym. None of my roomates were there, it was some of the
other Village Idiots and we played Shirts vs. Skins. I was on the
Shirts. As we played I noticed this kid named Evan who was one of the
Skins. I had seen him in the Senior Village earlier and I think that he was
in one of Brian's cabins. He looked like a twelve year old, but he had
copious amounts of armpit hair. He had light brown hair, brown eyes, and a
golden tan, with really high cheek bones and sort of a big roman
nose. There were some girls who signed up for basketball but were just
sitting and watching the boys. I took a break from the game and sat with
them. We talked
 for a little bit while I toweled sweat off of me while the others kept
playing basketball. There was this other kid named Mike, who was one of the
shirts. He was blonde haired with freckles and sharp, mischevious blue
eyes. He looked even younger then Evan, but he had a pretty good amount of
hair on his legs and arms, more even then I had. He looked like a little
kid with adult body hair. The rest of the boys looked like they could be
seniors in high school. I was starting to really appreciate how differently
puberty hits everybody.



       "So does hair under your arms mean you have pubic hair?" Asked this
dark haired girl Michelle, whom I thought was totally hot. I guessed she
was looking at Evan.

       " Yeah. You get the pubic hair first. Then the other hair comes in
afterword. " I said as I toweled my head so the girls could see my armpit
hair. We went back to watching the guys.

       " Last year I went to this slumber party this girl in my class had "
said Caitlynn, a blonde girl who looked almost as young as David does. "
She came in naked from the bathroom in front of all of us. She had a BUSH!
We laughed !"



       I had to use the bathroom so I excused myself and went into the left
hand door by the basketball net, trying to dodge the game that was in
progress to get to the door marked "Boys". I went in and hunted down a
urinal. This was also the bathroom and shower room for the boys Pee Wee and
Junior villages. The shower room was much larger than the one in our
village, it looked like a shower room that you would see in a high school,
brightly lit and with a dozen or so shower heads running along the back and
side walls. The difference was that the shower heads were only five and a
half feet off the ground. There was a shower in a curtained stall that was
regular height off to the left hand side of the shower room, presumably for
the counsellors to use. A bench ran the length of the room between the two
doors on either side of the room, one leading into the gym and the other
leading to the Junior Village. There were several lockers. I finished
 my business and headed back to the gym. As I went through the door the
boys from the game had apparently called it quits and were heading into the
locker room. I smushed myself against the wall so that they could get
through. They all had their towels and two of them were taking their shirts
off. I figured they were coming in to use the showers, but they already saw
I was leaving, so I couldn't really stick around to find out.



       I went back to where the girls were and we headed back to the Senior
Village. As we got there we noticed a ruckess in front of the main
building. There was a circle of campers and Ralph and Tracy and someone was
yelling. We looked to see what happened. It was this guy Alex and that Greg
kid who told me that dirty gay joke earlier. Alex was a big, six foot plus,
barrel chested half Native American guy and one of Greg's roomates. Poor
Greg was almost in tears as the angry half breed towered over the smaller
boy.

        " You're dead tonight ! You hear me? You're dead in your sleep!" He
bellowed while Greg cowered.

       " Alex you don't mean that. Now stop or we're going to call the
police, get your parents here, and get you thrown the fuck out. Do I make
myself clear ?" Ralph said while glowering at this kid whom was almost a
foot taller than him.

       " I don't want this gay faggot anywhere near me!" Alex shouted. Greg
broke down in tears and turned away from everyone with his right arm over
his eyes.

       " Alex, calm down. Let's talk this out, ok?" Said Tracy as she put a
hand on his shoulder, which seemed to calm the behemoth down some.


         I couldn't bear to watch anymore of this horrible scene so I
retired to my cabin and hoped that Greg would be allright. The rest of the
afternoon before dinner was free time so we just sat around in the cabin
and bs'd and talked. After dinner we had a hayride on the dirt road. As we
were walking toward the hayride, Martin came running up behind me and threw
his arm over my shoulder. Drawing me to his body. I put my arm around him
too. I put my arm over this curly brown haired girl Linda's shoulder, who
was walking on the other side of me. She put her arm around me and the
three of us walked all the way to the hayride like that.


     The hayride was a lot of fun. Afterwords we met in an open field ,
built a fire, and roasted marshmallows for smores while Ralph played his
guitar and one of the grounds crew guys played a banjo. Greg and Alex were
there and appeared to be co-existing so I assumed that whatever happened
between them had been settled. I never found out exactly what Greg did to
piss off Alex so much.


      Afterwords we bumbled our way back to the Village in the pitch
dark. I had neglected to bring my flashlight, so I tried to stay behind
someone who had one. Inevitably they would get away from me, I would then
stop or slow down, and someone would run into me and cause a pile
up. Someone with a flashlight would then pass the tangle of blind
teenagers, and the process would repeat itself. It was like that all the
way back to the cabins. I resolved to never forget my flash light again.


       Since we were in the mountains it was starting to get a bit
chilly. Ralph came in while we were getting ready for bed.


     " Once lights are out I don't want any talking. If you sleep nude like
I do, make sure you have a couple of blankets because it can get chilly at
night around here. Don't even think about sneaking out. We sleep in shifts,
and one of us is always in the compound. If you have to get up to use the
bathroom that's fine, but don't go anywhere else. See you in the morning,
guys." and he left.

        " Jesus, there's an awful lot of rules around here for a place that
says they want to treat us like adults !" groused Hayden as he stripped
down to his red jockey shorts and a tshirt and quickly jumped into bed. "
Last one in bed shuts the lights off" he said.  David sat on the bed,
shirtless and in his underwear watching Martin get undressed.

       "So do any of you sleep nude?" He asked, staring at Martin and then
turning to me.

       "That's another thing, I didn't need to know that guy sleeps like
that. That was far too much info!" Hayden bitched from under his covers.

        I went into my foot locker and pulled out the stupid package of
pajamas my mom bought me.

       "Check this out, guys" I said and held up the package.

       " Awwwww that's so cute, John!" said Hayden in a sarcastic baby
voice. "Did she buy you a teddy bear too?"

       "Screw you, Hayden ! I'm not wearing these stupid things!" I said as
I threw the package at him. It landed by his left shoulder, and he picked
it up and threw it back, where it missed me and landed on the floor. Martin
climbed up into his bunk, got under his covers with his back to us, and put
his pillow over his head.  I stripped down to my white jockeys as David got
under his covers, went to the light switch and shut the light off, kicked
the package of pajamas under David's bed where they remained, and got under
the covers.

       " I don't want anyone farting tonight." Hayden said as we lay in the
dark, doing a Ralph imitation. He was actually turning out to be sort of a
funny guy.

       "Yeah, no farting, John!" said David, trying to join in. Jesus, does
he sound like a six year old.


       We lay around and chit chat quietly for a bit. We all eventually
drifted off to sleep. The next morning we were suddenly awakened by Brian
who was going to the front door of each cabin, banging on a metal pot lid,
and yelling "Wakey wakey! Rise and shiny!" This would occur each and every
single morning the entire time I was there. We all sat up in bed and cursed
Brian. David called him a chink, which I thought was racist and
ignorant. We all got out of bed. I saw David get out of bed with a morning
boner tenting out the front of his jockeys. Martin also had a noticeable
boner. Hayden stayed under the covers a little bit longer so I didn't get
to see if he had one. Mine had actually gone down before I got out of bed.


       "Well time to take a shower."  He said as he brushed his hair with
his fingers. "If I don't get a morning shower, my hair just doesn't look
right all day." I thought that statement was ridiculous because his short,
spiky hair looked exactly the same as it had the previous day.


       David, Martin and I all put on bathrobes and grabbed our
toiletries. Hayden got out of bed and put a pair of shorts on. Martin
removed his jockey shorts from under his We all walked to the shower
room. We got there early so there were only two in the line in front of
us. This older kid Matt and that Burkett kid that I had kitchen duty with
were standing at the door in their bathrobes, so I got in line behind
them. There were only three shower heads and limited bench space, so boys
would go into the shower room in groups of three. When one group left, the
other would go in. Wait for the other boys to finish showering , and then
switch places. the boys who had finished showering would dry off, get
dressed and leave, and the next group would go in and so on.


       Three of the younger boys all emerged from the shower room so Matt,
Burkett, and I went in and set up on one of the benches. Matt removed his
bathrobe and was naked except for a crucifix around his neck. He was
overweight, hairy and gross so I didn't look at him. There were only two
boys in the showers so Matt went right in to the third shower head to the
right. The three boys white asses were out for display. I tried not to
stare but couldn't help it. The one in the middle turned around and it was
that Evan kid from basketball the previous day, the one with the armpit
hair. He was soaking wet, with his soaked brown hair all hanging down. He
still had a boyish frame, although he looked like he was strong too. He had
a good sized circumcised cock, about 5 and a half inches and a bit shrively
from the cold water he had just been in. His was dark toned with the brown
ring like mine, with a slightly less pronounced head then mine
 had. Sure enough, he had a tangled and wild looking bush of pubic
hair. His dick jiggled around as he rushed dripping and naked past me and
Burkett to get to his towel, acting like we weren't even there. I turned
around to look at him as I removed my bathrobe. He had his back to me and
was drying his head off with his white butt shining out at me. Burkett had
his back to me also, although he was facing away from Evan. He removed his
bathrobe while kicking off his flip flops and was totally nude. He was a
little less toned then Evan, and his whole body was as white as his
butt. "We need to get this kid some sun" I thought. I took off my
underwear, grabbed my soap and shampoo and went into the shower just as the
third kid was leaving. It was Lloyd, who was in one of Tracy's cabins. He
seemed was a bit of a jerk so I didn't like him too much. He had hair all
over his chest and body like Matt, although he was thinner. He also had a
thick seven
 inch circumcised dick with large, bouncy balls with hair all over them. as
we passed each other he said "Taking a shower John? There's a first time
for everything I guess!" Hardy har har, Lloyd.


       I took the middle shower head, Burkett took the one on the left. I
looked over at him as I turned on the water. He had a boyish body. His dick
was only the size of a tube of Chapstick, but it was sticking straight out
in front of him. His shrively ball sack visible underneath. I looked at his
dick as I started washing my hair, it was white, circumcised, and had a
small head at the end, almost like the top of a bottle. His balls were a
little darker and were shrunk up against his body. He had apparently just
started sprouting pubes. He had about eight or nine of them growing just at
the base of his cock where the top of the scrotum intersected. He had
turned only cold water on, so his dick had shrunk down to a forty five
degree angle instead of sticking straight out. I didn't see him look at my
dick at all even though I stared at his the whole time. Matt turned off the
water and got out of the shower. I turned around and Martin, David, and
 this kid named Kai had come in. Kai was almost 16 and the oldest boy in
the camp. He was a six and a half foot tall black kid who was a star
basketball player with his school. When Matt exited the shower Kai
immediatly removed his bathrobe and took his place as I watched. He had an
enormous eight and a half inch dick that was almost purple. He was
circumcised with a massive triangle of pubic hair. Burkett then exited the
shower as I started to turn off the water. I turned around and walked past
Martin who was totally naked and going into the shower. I saw Martin check
out my dick out as he walked by. I looked at his and saw that he was in
fact uncircumcised, which I had not noticed the day before. A pucker of
forskin covered the head of his big dick, which was slightly shriveled. As
we squeezed past each other the back of my hand brushed Martin's dick. I
could feel his pubic hair across my wrist. It was course but soft at the
same time. His
 dick and balls brushed against my knuckles and my fingernails. It felt
real warm and meaty. I hoped that he knew that it was accident that I
touched his dick.


       As Martin moved past me to the left hand shower head, I saw David in
his underwear standing just in front of where my towel was, absent mindedly
folding his bathrobe in his hands. He was wide eyed, and his cheeks and
ears were flushed red. He was darting his lowered head around and checking
out all the other naked boys. I saw him methodically go from Matt, then to
Burkett, who was drying off next to him, to me, then to Martin in the
shower, then to Kai, then back to my dick, and then turn around to look at
Burkett's bare butt again. I don't think he knew how obvious he was being,
but nobody except for me seemed to notice or care. Matt put on his bathrobe
and left the room as I moved past David towards my towel. I turned around
just as he took off his underwear with his back to me and headed to the
middle shower head where I had been. He had a cute, white, little boy
butt. As he stepped into the shower he looked back quickly
 at me and Burkett again. As he turned on the water I saw him staring
alternately at Kai and Martin, looking back and forth at their dicks. I saw
Martin turn and check out David's dick briefly. I put my underwear and
bathrobe on and left the shower room with Burkett.  As we left we passed
Hayden, Greg, and this weird kid Harley, who was a short, pimply kid who
was already balding. Burkett asked me if I wanted to play some ping pong
with him later and I said sure. I brushed my teeth in the bathroom, put on
some deodorant , and headed back to the cabin.


     As I was finishing getting dressed, Martin and David came in. David
sat down on his bed in his robe facing Martin, who went to his bunk and
removed his robe and was naked again. He put the robe on his bed, took his
towel, and began rubbing it between his legs. His dick and his balls were
moving around with the motion of the towel. David and I both stared. I
looked at David and he had his mouth hanging open and his eyes were
unblinking as he watched Martin rub his dick with his towel, I could hear
David breathing heavily. Martin lifted his dick with the towel so that we
could see the underpart of it. He then lifted the towel over his dick,
exposing his balls. He then let his six inch dick flop right back down
where it jiggled from side to side for a bit. Martin then started rubbing
the towel over his butt, giving us an unobstructed view of his dick. I
looked at his pubic hair, and then admired the nice shaft. He was
semi-erect again, so his
 mushroom head was clearly defined and the forskin was stretched tightly,
exposing the slightest hint of his pee slit. I was getting butterflies in
my stomach. I looked over at David and he was flushed again. It looked like
he hadn't moved at all since he had sat on his bed. His mouth was open and
his eyes looked glazed. He looked like he was going to get sick. I guessed
he was getting the butterflies too like I was. I looked at his freckly
little boy face and thought he looked kind of cute. Martin then put his
towel on his bed, turned around so that we could admire his butt, and began
getting some clothes out of his foot locker. He didn't seem to be in a
particular hurry to get dressed. As he bent over to get the clothes out, he
splayed his legs slightly apart so that we could see his ballsack, dick,
and butthole. All just a few feet away. I looked at Davis and his face was
still frozen with that awestruck expression. I could hear him almost
panting.
 I was worried he would pass out. Martin then slipped a pair of boxer
shorts on and it was like the lights going on after a movie. Just then
Hayden entered the room and announced he had a date at the trampoline that
afternoon with this girl named Lelei. I looked over at David and he had his
back to us and was pulling on a pair of jeans. I began to realize that I
was becoming more interested in my roomates than in the girls.


       The daily routine at Camp Laurel consisted of a shower or a
swim. The lake had a section for bathing that was accesable by canoe. After
that there was breakfast, an hour or so of free time, a midmorning swim, a
planned activity, lunch, another hour or so of free time, an elective
activity, an optional afternoon swim. Yet another hour or so of free time,
dinner, an evening swim after some digestion time, and finally a big,
planned group activity in the evening.  The free periods didn't mean you
had to sit around during that whole time. There were plenty of elective
activities available, so on a given day you could play basketball, go
repeling, hiking, BMX riding, or just stay in the lake all day. My two
favorite activities were basketball and canoeing.


     After breakfast on that second day. The mid morning swim was
announced, so we all began changing into our bathing suites. I was to the
right of the door with my back turned to it, directly across from David,
who was facing me. Martin was just to the left of me on the other side of
the door and Hayden next to his bunk with his back to us. We all started
undressing. David took his shirt off right away. Martin slipped of the
boxers I had seen him put on a short time before and his now familiar dick
came bobbing out. David and I took our underwear off at the same time. As I
suspected, his small dick was completely hairless, and it was
semi-erect. It basically looked like it would if it were boned up, only not
sticking up. I could see that he had a rightward bend in it. I looked
upward at his face and his eyes were all over my six inch hanger that
dangled down. It looked like he was studying different parts of it. I saw
his eyes go down to
 check out my balls and mushroon head, then back up to look at the hair. He
had that same facial expression I saw him with earlier with Martin, an
impressed and fascinated look, with his mouth slightly open. Hayden changed
with his back to us, exposing his bare butt and nothing else, at least he
had progressed from changing under a towel.



       After the swim we headed back to the village. I noticed as I was
walking up the road that, although the lake was nice and blue and pristine,
if you go into the shallower areas a scummy layer of mud get's deposited on
your body. I stopped off at the showers to hose myself down. Hayden stopped
there with me so that he could be nice and clean for his big date with
Lelei. We went into the shower room. There were two of the younger boys
under the showers, Jeff and Aaron. Jeff was twelve or thirteen, skinny with
blondish brown hair and a young, horsey kind of face. Aaron was a little
chunky, with brown hair and a round freckled face and was also
thirteen. They were occupying the first and third shower heads and were
chattering away about something. Hayden took off his bathing suit and
headed in to the middle shower head. As he removed his suit I finally got
to see his cock. It was pretty good size, about 5 inches, circumcised like
everyone
 has been except for Martin so far. His cock was longish and not very
thick, and was a pale white color with several blue veins interconnecting
on the shaft. The head was shaped like a grape tomato. Overall his dick had
a cylindrical appearance. He had a sparse smattering of pubic hair. As he
walked into the showers, Aaron turned around and looked at him while saying
something to Jeff.  I took off my suit and sat naked on the bench waiting
for a one of the showers to open up. After a minute or so Jeff turned off
the water. I stood up as he turned around to leave. He had a small, boyish
dick, basically a miniature version of mine, with a few freshly sprouted
pubes. I passed him and took his place under the left hand faucet. Aaron
turned his water off and gave Hayden and I a long glance and left to go dry
off. I saw his small and shriveled up, hairless dick as he left. I looked
over at Hayden who was washing his hair. I watched the shampoo run off
 his head, down his body, and over his dick. Hayden was staring straight
ahead and not making any eye contact so it doesn't seem that he saw me
looking at him. Hayden shut off the water after he had rinsed and went over
to the bench to dry off. I shut off the water and went over. Jeff and Aaron
were still drying off.  Hayden was pulling on his suit and bolted out
without saying anything to anyone. Aaron was standing in front of Jeff, who
was sitting on the bench in front of him. Aaron was still naked but Jeff
had put his bathing suit back on. I started toweling myself off next to
Aaron. Jeff said "Well you guys have fun" and left.


       Aaron was staring at my cock as I dried off. He had his towel over
his face but I could see his eyes peeking over the towel and checking me
out. I could see his dick too. It was no longer shriveled up but was now a
semi. It wasn't much for length, maybe three inches if that, but he did
have a nice mushroom shaped cockhead.


       "Yours is pretty big." Aaron said.

       "Thanks". I smiled.

       "It's not as big as Lloyd's, but it's still pretty big." He
said. That's right. Lloyd is one of his roomates.


      I sat down on the bench to dry off my feet. "What is Lloyd's problem
any way?" I asked.

      "He doesn't want to be here." He replied as he pulled on his
shorts. "See you" he said and went out the door.


       I finished drying off and returned to my cabin in the late afternoon
sunshine. As I walked back I thought about all the cock I had seen that
day. I went through the list in my head. Martin, David, Hayden, Evan,
Lloyd, Kai, Matt, Burkett...Oh shit! I forgot about playing ping pong with
Burkett! I went over to his cabin and knocked on the door Burkett and a
couple of his roomates were just sitting around, so he was glad to have
something to do then. We went over to the ping pong table in the common
room. He crushed me. He absolutely destroyed me in three sets. The third
game I didn't even score. He apparently was a tournament player, no wonder
he wanted to play Ping Pong. As I watched him I couldn't help but think
about how his little dick stuck straight out in the shower that morning. It
made me unable to get mad at him for destroying me so badly in Ping Pong.


        Several days later, at right about the end of my first week, I
selected basketball as my elective activity. I got to the gym early. I
could hear a cacophony of noise coming out of the boys bathroom. It sounded
like there was huge group of kids in there. I was curious and I also had to
pee, so I went in. Through the steamy air I saw about six to eight kids,
some drying themselves off, sitting naked on the bench, chattering away at
each other. I walked over and looked in the shower room. It was filled with
kids standing two, and in one case, three to a shower nozzle. Every shower
head was on and the room was like a turkish bath. The shower room was
packed with Pee Wee and Junior campers. There must have been at least
thirty nude little kids in there. Everyone was naked and running
around. Two male counsellors were standing to the sides trying to keep some
control to the chaos. I didn't want to stare at all of this but I couldn't
tear my
 eyes away. The kids all looked like they were between six and ten. The
shower room was a teeming mass of white boy butts ( as well as a couple of
black ones), flapping soapy dicks, and boners. I counted at least seven
kids who were full mast. There was one kid on the bench who had his legs
spread, and was pulling up the area under his belly button which made his
dick rise up. He was entertaining two of his buddies by doing that. I saw a
little kid sitting on the bench with a boner that he was playing with,
another kid was sitting next to him and watching. Everyone was yelling and
screaming. Occasionally a kid would run out of the shower to his towel on
the bench, and one of the waiting kids would get up and run into the shower
room to take his place. The door that on the opposite side of the room that
lead to the Junior Village opened and another six boys marched in out of
the sunshine with towels over their shoulders, all totally butt naked
 with their dicks flapping around. Apparently they had walked right through
their compound like that.


       I needed to use a urinal but they were all occupied by naked kids. A
little kid who was wet from his shower stood to the side watching the kids
at the urinals while he played with himself. In the shower room little kids
were soaping up their dicks. One popped a boner right there and then, I
could actually see it happen. One little blonde kid was running around
grabbing and jiggling other boys dicks. I saw two kids who looked about ten
years old masturbating each other on the bench. Kids were running to one
nozzle, standing under it for a few seconds, and then running to another.
Kids were soaping up each others backs and washing each others hair. One
kid was soaping up another kids dick. Sometimes a kid who had already been
in the shower room and was supposed to be drying off, would run back into
the shower room, only to be yelled at to leave by one of the counsellors. A
couple of times a group of three or four kids would grab
 their towels and run out the door into the compound and presumably to
their cabins, sunlight streaming in as the door opened. I saw a little kid
who was uncircumcised like Martin is. The room was echoing with high
pitched shouting and giggling. None of the kids seemed to notice me, so I
sat to the side and watched all of this for a few minutes. The little
blonde kid who had been running around and grabbing dicks suddenly ran out
of the shower room, saw me, shook his dick at me with his tongue sticking
out, and then ran back into the showers. After a few minutes I heard the
counsellors yelling at everyone that shower time was over. I heard the
mettalic shriek of nozzles being turned off, and a massive herd of naked
little boys all came pouring out of the shower room and mobbed the bench,
grabbing towels and shampoo bottles and soapdishes, and marching single
file out the door into the compound in a parade of chattering, giggling,
and bare butts. I
 took that as my cue to leave.


       I went back into the gym and the basketball game had already
started. I sat for a couple minutes and then remembered that I had to
pee. I went back in to the bathroom and the place was completely empty and
quiet. Thick steam still hung in the air. There were a few washclothes
scattered about. A bottle of shampoo rested on it's side on the bench. A
wet towel covered the drain in the middle of the shower room. I went to the
urinal and did my business, and it looked like these kids all had horrible
aim judging fron the drops and puddles of urine I was seeing. Just then
Evan came in and pulled out his big dick and began to piss. I could see his
pubic hair bush. That was too much for me to take. As soon as Evan flushed
the urinal and walked away, I began pounding my dick. Gob after gob after
gob of cum rained down into the urinal. I hadn't jerked off since my last
night at home. I blasted cum for a full minute, and I felt my head clear
for
 the first time in five days. Afterwords I went back out in the gym but
after a few minutes I had to jerk off again, and I had completely lost
interest in the game. It was boring playing with Kai anyway because he
could dunk regularly. I went back to the Senior Village in violation of the
rules. As I peaked around the corner of a cabin, I saw Ralph emerge into
the compound from the path that lead to the counsellors cabin, strumming
his guitar and walking just a few feet past where I was. I looked around
the corner after he passed and saw him disappear into the common room. I
ducked back into the woods and circled around the compound until I was
behind my cabin. I peaked around the cabin again, I saw Ralph and Brian at
the front entrance of the common room. They looked around and then Ralph
lit up a joint. He took a few tokes and then passed it to Brian. I wasn't
familiar with drugs and I had never done any, but even I knew what they
were doing.
 They passed it back and forth a few times and then went back into the
building. I seized the opportunity and ran around to the front of the cabin
and burst in through the front door. I heard a girl gasp from Hayden's bunk
and I saw Hayden and Lelei covering themselves up with his blankets.

        "What the hell are you doing in here John?!" He hissed. "You're
supposed to be at basketball ! Get out of here!"

       "What about you?! You're supposed to be at BMX !" I countered.

       "I haven't been there for three days. Come on, get out of here and
leave us alone!"

       "No way, Ralph and Brian are out there! I'm not going to get stuck
scrubbing those toilets!" I meant that too, for some reason nobody wanted
to hit the flush lever, and a weeks worth of piled shit were overflowing
out of the clogged toilets. Hayden put his head under the blankets and
cursed in frustration when he saw I wasn't leaving.

        I had to do what I had to do. I moved my footlocker out of the way,
unbuttoned my pants, got down on my knees, and began pounding on my boner.

       "Is he doing what I think he's doing?" I heard Lelei ask.

       Hayden gasped in horror. "Dude.....DUDE....HEY.....oh come on, don't
do that here!...Oh man...I'm going to be sick....!"  He plunged back under
the covers. Lelei kept watching.

       Once again I began blasting out a load of thick, white cum. I
sprayed that corner like a firehose. After about a minute I was finished,
and I moved the footlocker back into position and over the spilled cum.

       "Impressive". said Lelei.

       "Are you finished now?" moaned Hayden from under the covers.




        On Saturday morning we had a bad thunderstorm. We came out from
breakfast and saw a black mass of clouds coming over the lake. A deafening
clap of thunder sent us all running full speed back to the village. By the
time we got to our cabin the winds were picking up and howling. The sky
burst open and sheets of rain started coming down.  Just as we got in to
the cabin there was a blue flash of light and an immediate blast of thunder
that shattered our ear drums and vibrated our clothes. The cabin light went
out.


       "It must have gotten the transformer." I correctly guessed. Just
then this girl Allison from one of Brian's cabins and a Junior camper named
Stuart came running into our cabin, both soaking wet. Allison was
crying. Apparently they didn't notice the storm when they left breakfast
and had decided to walk back through the woods, where they got caught. When
they finally stumbled into the Senior Village compound they ran into the
first cabin they came to, which was ours.


       Stuart was the oldest Junior camper at Camp Laurel Ridge. He missed
eligability for the Senior Village by just a few weeks. He used the Junior
Village for lodging and would then spend all his time with us, choosing
activities that included both Juniors and Seniors, like archery and
photography. He was almost godlike to the other Juniors, the second oldest
being almost a year younger than him, and he often helped the counsellors
there. He was a short, husky boy with Irish features. Straight brown hair,
green eyes, freckles, a thin hawkish nose, and a round yet tapered face. He
looked like he could pass for David's brother. He would usually hang out in
Allisons cabin, as she had become his girlfriend. Far from being a pest, he
was actually pretty cool and everybody liked him, especially the girls. He
was made an honorary Village Idiot at the firepit a couple of days before
in an impromptu ceremony that consisted of all of the girls
 putting their necklaces and beads and jewelry on him. One girl had brought
a whole box of plastic lei's and she draped them all over his neck so that
his face was covered all the way to his nose. He looked like Mardi Gras got
dumped all over him.

        The rain, wind, and thunder all intermingled into a steady roar. It
was almost as dark as night outside, and without any lights it was dusky
and menacing. Blue and white flashes of lightning followed by cannon roars
of thunder made it sound like the world was ending, and would cause Allison
to scream.  Stuart had his arm around her and was keeping a brave front,
but I could tell he was scared. Hell, we all were. Thunderstorms are bad in
the mountains because you are right inside of them. We got out flashlights
so that we could have some light in the cabin just as we began hearing
clunking noises on the roof. I looked out and golf ball sized hail was
raining down. A big tree limb then crashed to the ground by the firepit. I
suggested that maybe we should move to the main building, but a flash of
greenish blue light and immediate blast of thunder from a lightning strike
that was probably just a few feet from us rendered my suggestion moot.


       The rain started coming down even harder. To our great distress
water started flowing in through the door. It wasn't just trickling in
either, it was gushing in and threatening to flood the entire cabin.


       "Shit!" I yelled as I grabbed my laundry bag and dumped the dirty
clothes down in front of the door, which achieived nothing except making my
laundry even more gross. A pair of my underwear was actually floating back
toward the middle of the cabin. Martin then stripped off his shirt and
shoes and went out into the maelstrom. He began pushing mud back away from
the door. I also stripped to just my shorts and went out in the howling
wind and rain to help him. Martin told me in his broken English that he
wanted to dig a trench to divert the water away from the cabin and into the
woods behind us. Lightning crackled around us and the thunder was
deafening. We began digging with our hands. At first it didn't seem to be
doing any good, but then water stopped flowing into the cabin and began
pooling where we had been digging. Martin then started digging a flume off
to the side. Stuart had taken his shirt and shoes and socks off and came
out to
 help. I explained to him what we were doing and he helped me keep digging
away at the big hole in front of the cabin, getting it as deep as we
could. A purple bolt of lightning struck the tree line to my left. Stuart
flinched and waivered. "Hang in there, man. You're doing fine." I said, as
much to myself as to him.

      Hayden brought out some plastic cups that he had and he began
scooping water out of the hole and tossing it to the side while we
digged. Martin by now had reached the side of the cabin and was digging the
flume down the incline that our cabin was built on. Stuart and I kept
digging and digging and digging despite another close cloud-to-ground
lightning strike in the trees. The hole was now close to two feet
deep. Allison, David, and Hayden stood in the doorway and watched as we
worked. We were so focused on digging that we didn't even notice that it
was starting to hail again. All of a sudden the water started to gurgle and
we saw the water level going down, despite the driving rain. We all watched
in amazement as the water started flowing down Martin's flue and into the
woods behind us. Martin was now almost behind the cabin digging away. The
water level stabilized at twelve inches below ground, where the flue was
dug. Stuart and I
 yelped for joy, got up on our feet and high fived. Martin came over and we
both high fived and congratulated him.


       We were all soaked and covered in mud. Furthermore, when we got
inside we saw that despite our best efforts, most of the cabin floor was
covered with water, mud, and who knows what else. Nonetheless, if we hadn't
done what we did, we might have had a couple inches of muddy, standing
water in there. Stuart said he wanted to go back to Junior Village to take
a shower and change his clothes. He was completely head to toe covered in
mud.  It was still thundering and lightning so there was no way Stuart
could walk back. I went out into the rain and ran to the counsellors cabin
despite a disturbingly close lightning strike. I got to the cabin and
knocked on the door. Ralph answered .

        " John, what the hell are you doing out in this? It's dangerous to
be out here!" He said as he ushered me inside. "Why are you so muddy?"

       "Stuart is in our cabin and he needs to get back." I said.

       "Why is Stuart in your cabin?" Ralph asked.

       "He and Allison got caught in the storm. They got scared when the
transformer got hit and they bolted into our cabin." I replied.

       "Jesus..." Ralph sighed. "Okay, we'll get the truck out for him."

       "I'll call Bubba and get him out here." said Brian from the far
corner, I hadn't even noticed that he was there. It was very dark in that
cabin. I could see the light from the landline phone that they had in the
cabin as he called Bubba. Bubba was the head groundskeeper and was the guy
who played the banjo at the hayride.

       "You still haven't told me how you got so muddy, John." said Ralph.

       I told him about the cabin flooding and digging out the flue and how
Stuart had helped. He seemed really impressed. He wanted me to stay in the
cabin and get a ride back on the truck since it was still storming but I
wanted to let Allison and Stuart know, so I ran back out before Ralph could
object. I ran back to the cabin and just as I got there I slipped in some
of the mud we dug out and scraped my left knee. I got up in pain and went
back into the cabin. I told Allison and Stuart about the truck as I sprayed
Bactine on my scraped knee from the bottle I had in my footlocker. Other
than the pajamas, my mom was pretty sharp about getting me supplied. Sure
enough, probably not more than three minutes later, Bubba rolled up in his
big white pickup truck. Ralph and Brian arrived in their raincoats at the
same time. Bubba got out and the three of them checked out the the flue
that Martin had dug. They then came into the cabin. Bubba had on
 a green camouflague poncho and a Pittsburgh Steelers hat.

       "Taxi!" he said . "So did you boys dig that drainage ditch out
there?"

       " Martin dug it, we just helped." I said

       "That was an impressive bit of on the fly engineering there, son."
Bubba said to Martin.

       "Thank you" replied Martin

       "It was either that or getting to our bunks by backstroke." I
said. Everybody laughed at that.

       "I can see that it was a pretty bad scene in here." said Bubba as he
looked at the mess on the floor. "I think that after we close for the year
we need to look into making this ditch something permanent, and with this
same design. Why toy with perfection, after all?" We all laughed and Ralph
gave Martin a complimentary pat on the back. "Ok, well let's get you home"
Bubba said to Stuart. "I'll run you over to your cabin too" he said to
Allison. They both said thank you and goodbye to us and got into Bubba's
truck and drove off. Allisons cabin was just across the compound so he
dropped her off there, and then drove off to drop off Stuart. Ralph and
Brian congratulated us again for the ditch, and then left to go back to
their cabin after moving the big tree limb away from the firepit, which had
become a small lake. A couple of minutes later the light in our cabin came
back on. Having a professional lineman living next door to your summer
 camp has it's perks.


       We noticed that although it was still raining hard, there wasn't any
thunder or lightning anymore, at least none close enough to be dangerous,
so Martin and I decided to take a shower and get cleaned up. I wanted to
wash off my knee and put more Bactine on it. We stripped and put our
bathrobes on and went out into the rain to the showers.

       The shower room was empty when we got there. We were both kind of
tired. We took off our robes and stepped into the showers. I asked Martin
if I could use his shampoo since I had forgotten to bring mine. He poured
some into his hand and rubbed it into my hair, which gave me an instant
boner. I turned on the cold water to make it go away. I made especially
sure to wash my knee a couple of times. I finished up before Martin did and
sat on the bench naked and dried off. Martin then came out and stood almost
right in front of me while he dried off. I watched his dick flop around as
he dried himself. He then came over to me, lifted his left leg and planted
it on the bench right next to my right thigh while he toweled off his back
. His dick and balls hung just inches from my face. I got to see that his
balls were totally hairless, as I suspected. I studied the pucker of his
forskin, the vein that ran the length of his shaft, his pubic
 hair and his scrotum.

       "Martin?" I asked

       "Yes?" he said

       "Do you want me to lock the door?" The shower room door room had a
lock on it .

       "What?"

       "The lock on the door, should we use it?" I then put my my hand on
the side of his smooth left leg and ran my it slowly up to the knee.

        "John!" Martin said in an annoyed tone as he pulled his leg back
and backed away from me. He then went to his robe, put it on and hastily
left. "Oh geez...oh no..." I thought to myself as I put my head in my
hands.  I put on my bathrobe and went back to the cabin and got
dressed. Everyone was in there talking and joking around like they usually
did. Martin wasn't acting any differently so I figured everything was ok,
although I was really confused as to what Martin had been expecting to
happen .

      It wound up raining hard and steady all day so most activities were
canceled. Everyone was disappointed because we were supposed to have a big
shindig with a live band and a picnic to honor being one week into the
session. To keep everyone from getting bored the counsellors set up a
barbeque and activities in the main hall. I decided to just stay in the
cabin. I was tired and a bit depressed. David however indicated that he too
wanted to stay in the cabin. It seemed like he was all set to go to the
activities until I said I wasn't going, then all of a sudden he didn't want
to go either. I really wanted to be by myself, but I figured it wouldn't
matter since I was probably going to be sleeping most of the time anyway.

     Martin and Hayden left the cabin to go to the main building. David was
lying on his bed reading a book in a pair of jean shorts and a tshirt. I
thought he looked kind of cute. As the week had gone on I had gotten to
know David. Like many extremely short people, he tried to compensate for
his lack of height with a cocky attitude, so he could be a little jerk
sometimes. Generally he was pretty cool. I also liked how he stared at my
dick everytime I undressed around him.

       I sat down on my footlocker and kind of stared ahead into
space. David was to my right with his feet sticking towards me. I reached
over and grabed his left ankle and began tickling the sole of his foot. He
didn't react. He didn't pull away either.

       "I'm not ticklish." he said.

       I began kind of just feeling his foot, lightly running my fingers up
and down the bottom of it, squeezing and kneading it. I guess I was giving
him a foot massage. I stopped after a minute and he lifted up his right
foot for me to do. I moved over and sat on the edge of his bed. He sat up
and scooted back a little and put his right foot on my lap. I began
massaging and kneading his foot.

       "David, can I ask you something?" I inquired.

       "Ok." he said.

       "Why were you crying on the first day?"

       He didn't answer for a few seconds. "You saw that?" he finally said.

       "Yeah" I said as I let go of his foot. "You looked really upset."

       David paused again before answering. "I was just unhappy, I guess. I
didn't really want to be away from my parents and my sister and Chris."
David had a younger sister that he was really close to. Chris was his best
friend who was in another summer camp somewhere. He and Chris wrote each
other letters every day, and I suspected they were a bit more than
friends. I should have known that was the reason for his distress..

       "All the other kids here are older and bigger than me and I didn't
think I was going to fit in..." He continued. He came across as pretty self
assured so I wouldn't have expected that, it made sense though.

       "You seem to fit in fine." I said. I then began rubbing my hand up
his leg to the knee, like I did with Martin earlier. Unlike Martin though,
David didn't pull away. This time I kept my hand going up until I was at
his pants leg. I then leaned over and started unbuttoning his pants. David
lifted his shirt up to his belly button. I unzipped him and then pulled the
waste band of his jockeys down. His little white boner slapped up against
his waste as a waft of his boy scent floated out into the room. I held his
dick for a little bit and rubbed the glans with my thumb and
forefinger. Despite it's small size it was rock hard in my hand. I began to
jerk him off a little. He had that same look on his face that he gets when
he sees my dick, mouth slightly open, ears and cheeks flushed. His eyes
were looking downward at what I was doing. I picked up the pace and started
pumping his dick faster. He made a grunting noise and buckled his hips.
 I responded by jerking him even faster still. He made a kind of moaning
grunt. I tightened my grip a little and began jerking him as fast as I was
able to. My hand was a blur. David tensed up and made another grunting
noise.

       "Keep doing that keep doing that ! Oohhhhhhhuhhhhuhhuhhhh.....!"

       David arched his back upwards with his eyes closed and his teeth
gritted. I could feel his dick spasming in my hand while he groaned. He
orgasmed for well over a minute but nothing came out. Eventually he tapped
my hand and said "stop stop" so I did. "I didn't want anyone to come in
here and see us." he said as he started snapping up his pants.

       "That makes sense" I replied.

       He zipped up and went right back to his book as if nothing had
happened. I took my pants and shirt off, went up to my bed, lay down, and
almost immediately drifted off to sleep. I woke up a couple of hours
later. Martin and Hayden had both returned. Martin was in his bunk sleeping
and Hayden and his girlfriend Lelei were sitting and talking. I had to pee
so I jumped off the bed. David was sitting up in his bed writing a
letter. He glanced over at me for a second, and then went back to
writing. Hayden said that there was still a lot of food over there but that
I should get there soon.

       I put on my sneakers, a tshirt, and a pair of shorts and went
outside. It was still pouring rain out. I stepped over the moat and headed
to the communal building. They had set up a couple of tables of food and
had cooked hot dogs and hamburgers on the fireplace grill. An assortment of
chips, condiments, cole slaw, baked beans, and potato salad were spread
out, and there were still some hot dogs and burgers left. There was a
cooler filled with sodas. Some of the girls were roasting marshmallows over
the roaring fire in the fireplace There were about a dozen Idiots in there
along with Bubba, Tracy, and Brian. Mary, the camp director, was also in
their with her son Max. Max was sixteen years old and he had his drivers
license. He often hung out in The Senior Village and sometimes took some of
the girls out for rides in his car. I waved to him and he waved back.  I
went into the restroom and went to the far left urinal, the one
 furthest away from the disgusting, overflowing toilets. The place smelled
absolutely horrible.

       After I started peeing, someone came in and went to the middle
urinal next to me, it was Greg. Greg had been hanging out in the group that
was watching Bubba play banjo. I glanced over and saw that he was looking
at my dick. He pulled his out too and I checked it out. It was the same
length, thickness, and apperance as mine, except that it was pale white. It
also had a bigger mushroom head. There weren't any marks or veins on it
that I could see. He also had less pubic hair than me and bigger balls. I
also noticed that he wasn't peeing and was apparently in there just to
check me out. I finished peeing and started shaking my dick. I looked over
and Greg was watching intently. I also noticed that his dick had grown a
little bit. I thought about that little blonde boy I saw shake his dick at
me in the shower room yesterday and instead of zipping up, I started
playing with it. I would squeeze it and rub my fingers over it. I looked
over and
 Greg now had a boner. He was holding it downward. It had a banana shape
and was even bigger than before. I could tell that if he let go of it it
would pop upward. Jagged blue veins were now visible on the shaft. I began
jerking off and so did he. We came at almost the same time a couple of
minutes later, white cum blasts spraying the back of the urinals. After I
finished cumming, I wiped the tip of my dick with the palm of my hand,
looked over at Greg and smiled. Greg smiled back with that goofy grin of
his that he had. We went over to the sinks and washed our hands and
returned to the party outside.


       Bubba was sitting on the edge of the little stage and was showing
some of the kids banjo chords. I went over to the table and filled up a
paper plate with a hot dog, a burger, some cole slaw and some beans. I sat
with Greg on some chairs off to the side near the fireplace. I had been
playing chess and cards with Greg during the past week and we also liked to
toss a football around the firepit with Brian in the early evenings. He was
from Bethesda Maryland so he lived somewhat close to me. I found out from
Greg that during the main party earlier that I had missed, it had been
announced that we would be having our big trip Monday and Tuesday of next
week. There were two trips available, one hiking and one canoeing. I loved
canoeing and had been taking classes in it all week, so I immediately got
up and signed up for what turned out to be the last available spot. I
looked at the list and all my roomates but Hayden were on it. I also saw
 Greg on there. I returned and Greg and I talked more about the canoeing
trip. Burkett came and sat with us, and Greg and I teased him for not
signing up for canoeing and being one of the "cool kids".


       The canoe trip would start at dawn on monday morning.  We were to
drive by bus several miles to Palmyra and take the Swatarm Creek to
Bushkill Creek, and then stop at Bushkill Falls. After seeing the falls we
would be driven back to the camp, head back out to to the falls, and canoe
down to the Delaware River which we would diagonally cross, meet the bus at
a rendezvous, and then reunite with the hikers back at camp in a big pow
wow around the firepit.


       Monday morning came along and we all piled on the bus, which was
parked behind the main building. We had spent most of Sunday night berating
Hayden for going on the hiking trip despite a weeks worth of canoe lessons,
but Lelei was going on the hiking trip and he wanted to be with her and
that was that. I sat down on the left hand side of the bus on a seat by the
window near the back. Greg came in and sat down next to me. He was wearing
nothing but a white bathing suit. He wasn't even bringing a shirt or a
towel or anything.

       "Dude, you're going to get roasted alive like that. Do you have any
suntan lotion or anything?" I said while looking him over.

       "I'm sure someone has some suntan lotion, somebody named 'you'
perhaps..." He replied, turning his head slowly to me with a flirtatious
grin and raised eyebrows.

       "You're so high maintenance, Mr. Gregory." I said as I took my
bottle of sunblock out of my little plastic bag of supplies.

       "Yes, but I'm worth it !" He said as he took the bottle from me and
squirted a bunch all over his chest. He started rubbing it around his chest
and on his arms. I squirted some on his back and started rubbing it in. He
turned and gave me a smile as I did it. I smiled back at him. I was
starting to think he looked really nice. I squirted some just over his left
knee and he rubbed the lotion all over his legs while I watched. The bus
began pulling out of the camp with Ralph behind the wheel. We drove several
miles to a boatslip on the Swatarm creek. We spent the day meandering down
the creek in our canoes, swimming, fishing, and looking at scenery. I was
in a canoe with Michelle and this girl named Lisa, who I had never talked
to. She revealed her last name was actually Simpson. We both laughed and
she said she's heard every possible joke and comment about that.

       In a canoe you have a paddler and a steerer. The steerer sits in the
back and the paddler sits in the front. I was the steerer and it was an
important job as their were lots of rocks in that creek. I proved to be a
deft steerer, weaving us between rocks while the girls took turns
paddling. We glided along the creek and had lunch under a big rock
face. Eventually in the afternoon we got to the confluence of the Swatarm
and Bushkill creeks. The Bushkill was a faster creek and we had to go over
some minor rapids. As we got closer to the falls the current was starting
to become quite swift, so Ralph guided us to a path on the shore. We walked
down the path in threes carrying our canoes over our heads. We walked about
two miles to the falls, which were an incredible sight. After about an hour
we got back on the bus, which had been picked up and driven there by one of
Bubba's ground crewmen, this guy named Luis who didn't speak English. We
 drove back to the camp and got there a little after five o' clock. Martin,
David and I got into our cabin and I immediately stripped off my wet
bathing suit and my shirt. I had gone shirtless in the canoe most of the
day, and had been less than diligent with the suntan lotion, so I had a
pretty decent sunburn. David and Martin were a bit red themselves. I stood
in the middle of the cabin and showed Martin and David my sunburn, holding
out my arms and pointing out the contrasting skin tones. Martin glanced me
over. David came and stood next to me and stared down at my dick. I sat on
my footlocker and watched Martin get undressed and put his robe on. David
lay down on his bed and lay on his side with his head propped up on his
elbow, watching Martin's dick flapping around. Martin grabbed his soap,
towel and shampoo and left for the showers. David turned over on his
stomach and lay facing me. His chin resting on his folded arms, gazing at
my dick. He just
 couldn't keep his eyes off of it.


       "You ever notice that Martin has a big mole on the end of his dick?"
He asked.

       "No I haven't." I said as I put on my bathrobe and sat back down. "I
look at him all the time and I haven't seen that."

       David paused. "So you look too?" He asked in a soft voice.

       "Yeah, I always look." I answered.

       "Everyone's is so different." He said. "Some are big, some are
small. Some have hair and others don't. I've seen big ones with no hair and
little ones with lots of hair and I've seen a couple of totally huge ones."

       "Oh yeah, who?" I asked.

       "Kai and Mike. There's are enormous. I saw them both in the shower."
I knew about Kai but Mike was news to me. Mike is that little kid with all
the leg hair.

       "How big is Mike's?" I asked.

       "It's HUGE." David said. "It looks like an elephant trunk and it
went down almost halfway to his knees. It was bigger than Kai's even."

       "Wow." I said

       "It was real veiney too and it went 'bluhbluhbluh'." He moved his
hand back and forth to simulate Mike's dick flopping around.

       "Did he have any hair?" I asked.

       "He had alot of hair. His dick is real thick too.  I don't think he
could get his fingers all the way around it even."

       "Unbelievable. He just looks like a little kid. You wouldn't expect
him to have a dick like that." I said.

       " I saw Matt's and his wasn't much bigger than mine." Matt is the
fat kid who is already shaving.

       "Well everyone's is different like you said."

       "Martin's looks deformed." David said.

       "He's not deformed. He's just not circumcised like the rest of us
are." I said.

       "He's not what?"

       "He's not circumcised. That's not a mole at the end of his dick and
he's not deformed. That's his forskin. If he didn't have his forskin his
dick would probably look just like mine." David looked puzzled and I was
starting to realize that he didn't know about any of this kind of stuff.

       "What's circumcised?" He asked after a few seconds.

       "It's where they cut your forskin off of you when you're a baby.
It's supposed to make it easier to keep your dick clean or something like
that. Jews do it too." I said.

       "We don't have any of them where I live." He said.

       " I was circumcised in the hospital right after I was born. So were
you probably." I said.

       "You mean I've had part of my dick cut off?" He asked, genuinly
alarmed.

       "They do it to everybody. Martin isn't because he's from Denmark and
they don't do that there."

       "Why not?"

       "I don't know, they just don't."

       Poor David looked confused and I was sorry I brought all this up. I
didn't realize he was so uninformed in these matters. I told him that I was
going to go take a shower, got up and grabbed my toiletries, and left. I
went next door to Greg's cabin and walked on in without knocking. All of
Greg's roomates were hiking so he had the place all to himself.  He was in
a pair of boxers and standing by his bunk.

       "You startled me." He said.

       "I was coming by to see what your sunburn looked like." I said. He
looked so gorgeous.

       "It's not too bad." He said while extending his arms and checking
them out. "It doesn't hurt too much."

       "I want to jerk you off." I blurted out.

       Greg immediatley lowered down his boxers to his knees. "Let's go by
the window so that we can see someone coming." He said. He positioned
himself with his back to the door. By the time he got to the window he had
a full boner. Greg turned off the light and stood in front of me. I took
his dick in my hand and began masturbating him. I started off slow and then
got progressivly faster like I had done on David and how I liked to do it
to myself. Greg then untied my robe and parted it, exposing my boner. He
then surprised me by leaning over and kissing me. His tongue plunged right
into my mouth. I could feel his hot breath and his saliva as his tongue
rolling over mine. He then dropped down to his knees and plunged my dick
right into his mouth. I gasped at the sensation, as no one had ever done
that to me before. He began bobbing his head back and forth while swirling
his tongue around. He reached around and grabbed my butt cheeks with
 both of his hands. I began rubbing my hands through his hair. My knees
were buckling and my mind was blowing. I felt my juices welling up and I
tried to warn him that I was about to cum, but all that came out was a long
moan. I exploded into his mouth and he swallowed every drop. For a full
minute I blasted away and I thought all of my insides were going to get
sucked out through my cock. A tickling sensation pulsated from my dick and
into my stomach, almost like an electrical charge. Once I stopped shooting
Greg took me out of his mouth and I started to sink down to the ground and
landed on my rear end with a plop. Greg began to frantically jerk off and
he blasted his cum all over all over the place. Much of it landed right on
me and I could feel the hot drips landing on my head and face.

       After I finally caught my breath I got up and we embraced. It was
long and passionate. I wanted his body to melt into mine. I wanted to have
him with me forever. I wanted to make him feel better when he was hurt. I
wanted to protect him, make him laugh, and always be there for him. We
stood like that for a minute. When we parted we looked into each others
faces. Tears simultaneously welled up in both of our eyes and we both
started crying. We plunged back into our embrace. I put my hand up on
Greg's head and he grabbed my back. I kissed him twice on his cheek. We
finally parted and between sniffles I told him that I should get going.
Greg grabbed some kleenex and I wiped away tears and semen and sweat from
my face. As I left I knew nothing would ever be the same.

       That night we had a movie in the common room, it was dumb comedy
called "What About Bob". There was a retractable movie screen behind the
stage. and we all set up on the floor on blankets and sleeping bags and
pillows. Greg and I sat next to each other under some blankets. As the
movie progressed we got closer and closer until we were snuggling. His warm
body and his smell were so nice. After the movie we all got up and shuffled
back to our cabins. We were all exhausted from a very long and eventful
day. Half of the kids had slept through the movie and had to be shaken
awake. As I walked towards my cabin I saw Greg go into his. He waved at me
as he went inside and closed the door. I felt sad that I couldn't be in
there with him. When we got into the tent Martin climbed up in his bunk and
fell right to sleep with even his shoes on. I don't think he was even been
awake when we walked back. I stripped naked and got into bed. As I slipped
 under the covers I saw David walk over to turn off the light. He was also
naked. After shutting off the lights he returned to his bunk and I heard
him slipping under the covers. Martin was snoring away in his bed.

       "Wow, Martin is out like a light." David said.

       "I'm about to be too." I said.

       "Why are you sleeping naked?" He asked.

       "I don't know. Why are you?" I countered.

       "Because of my sunburn." He said.

       "Well then that's my reason." I said.

        I then got out of bed and sat down next to where David was lying on
his bunk. He was under the covers and he moved over to his left to make
room for me. I slid under the covers next to him without a word. He reached
over and grabbed my boner around the shaft and kind of held it. I put my
hand around his little boner and began jerking his dick like I had before.
David began jerking me off too, basically copying what I was doing.
Sometimes he would pause to rub his fingers through my pubic hair and tug
at it, then he would put his hand around my dick and start stroking and
jerking it. We were both breathing hard.

       "Let me show you something I did with Greg earlier." I whispered. I
went down and started sucking his dick. I heard him sighing as I ran my
tongue over the tip of his dick before plunging the whole thing into my
mouth. He began sighing and then a moan escaped him.

      "Shhhhhhh...careful not to wake up Martin". I whispered.

       "He wouldn't care, trust me." David whispered back. I lay back down
next to him and we took each others dicks back in our hands and began to
jerk each other off.

       "Why do you say that?" I whispered.

       "Cause we did some stuff earlier while you were out." He replied.
"Interesting" I thought to myself.

       David then went down to suck my dick. He plunged my dick into his
mouth but it was all teeth.

       "Ow ow, stop" I said. "Cover up your teeth with your lips so you
don't bite it."

       He went back down and started again. It was fine for a few seconds
but he started biting again and it really hurt, so I told him I just wanted
us to jerk off. He layed back down and we resumed our activity. However I
noticed David slow down and then stop, his hand coming to a rest on my left
inner thigh. He then started snoaring and I knew he had fallen asleep with
my dick in his hand. I got out of his bed, jerked off in the corner, and
got back into my bunk. I laid down, thought about what David had said about
Martin, and fell instantly asleep.


       The next day at the canoe trip Greg and I made sure we were in the
same canoe. We even had one to ourselves for awhile. We made sure to stay
far behind the others as we talked about our feelings for each other. Greg
said he was in love with me the very moment he first saw me, and that he
told me that dirty joke to see how I reacted to it and gauge whether or not
he had a shot. I told him how much he turned me on in that bathing suit
yesterday and he said he wore it for me and sacrificed himself to sunburn
so that he could watch me lust for him.

      The last four days of camp went by in a blur. Greg and I would make
sure to do all the same activities and we would sneak away when we could to
make out. We got each others phone numbers and e-mail addresses, and agreed
to call each other once we got home to try to arrange as many meetings as
we could. I asked David what he and Martin did and he said that after I
left the cabin, Martin came back in and David asked him about his forskin.
Martin showed him how he could retract it and David asked him if he could
try it. David wound up jerking him off and Martin blasted the first cum
that David ever saw. Apparently that became a daily ritual for them right
after that. Hayden got back from the hike in a bad mood and said that Lelei
broke up with him right in the middle of a rock climb. He spent the last
three days moping around and being a jerk. He is the only roomate I had
there that I don't miss.

       Saturday rolled around and it was time to leave. David's parents
came early so he was gone before breakfast. He stepped out of the cabin
with his Orioles cap and his duffle bag, and as he waved goodbye to us, I
felt sad that I would probably never see him again. I looked over at Martin
and he looked like he was sad too. By noon almost everyone was gone and new
campers were moving in. Girls were crying and hugging each other. I said
goodbye to as many people as I could.  Martin's parents got there and as he
was leaving he gave a single wave to me and disappeared forever. Shortly
after I saw my own parents approach. We hugged and Mom told me how healthy
and fit I looked. As we drove off I looked back at Camp Laurel Ridge, the
place that changed my life forever, one last time.

     Greg and I stayed in touch like we said we would. We exchanged regular
phone calls and emails and got together as much as we could. We were told
more than once that we were the best friends that anybody had ever seen. We
looked upon our lives as before and after we met each other. Once we got
our drivers licenses we would try to get together after school everyday as
much as our schedules would permit. As of now we have been together for
five years. We are both going to be attending the University Of Maryland in
the fall. After college we plan on finding a state that allows same sex
unions and then get married. We hope to adopt and start a family. I came
out to my parents about Greg and I on New Years Day of this year. They
weren't thrilled but they apparently had strongly suspected it, so it
wasn't a shock, and they have been very supportive. Greg has not come out
to his parents yet, but I'll be there to support him when he does.

     Sometimes, on a warm summer evening with a slight breeze, and with the
sounds of children playing in the distance, I can close my eyes and be back
at Camp Laurel Ridge, and for one fleeting moment, I can be a Village Idiot
once more.