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This is a continuation of my story One Hundred Quarters, wherein Marty goes to camp.
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Benny and I are almost to our meadow, briskly hiking along the now-familiar trail past the winter cabin. It's a beautiful sunny day, the absolute epitome of summer, and I can't wait to get naked with my boyfriend.
"Man you gave it to me last night!" I say, grinning at him. "I can still feel it, almost like you're still way deep in there."
"So you've said," Benny says, pretending annoyance, "about 10 times now." I see the glint in his blue-gray eyes and I know he's only teasing. In reality he's incredibly proud of his sexual prowess, and so am I.
"Do you think we'll get another chance to use Charlie's room for the night?"
"I hope so," Benny says, "but it'll depend on how many times he sneaks over to sleep at Zane's. It's Wednesday already and we go home on Sunday."
"He never goes to Zane's two nights in a row," I say, "so the most he'll probably go is tomorrow and Saturday."
"It will be Donny and Timmy's turn tomorrow," Benny sourly observes, "and then Carl and Ricky's turn on Saturday."
"Shoot!" I say. "I love spending the whole night in your arms and having his whole big bed to ourselves! Last night when I laid across the pillow and you were on my back... It was just amazing, Benny!"
"It's not my favorite way to do it though," he says with a loving smile. "Sometimes we need a good deep fuck like that, but I like us face-to-face, so I can kiss you."
I stop and grab his hand, stopping him as well.
"That's my favorite too," I say, and crush my lips to his. We hug tightly and swirl our tongues for a minute until Benny pulls away.
"Let's get to the meadow, baby," he says, "and I'll really show you something!"
We hurry through the woods and finally step out onto our lovely hillside. It's always slower picking our way down the hill because we have to watch out for loose gravel and negotiate rocks and gullies where the rain has run off. I catch a strange sound on the wind and stop to peer down but I can't see past the trees and bushes on the hillside.
"What's the matter?" Benny asks, stopping beside me.
"Listen," I say, and a few seconds later I hear it again.
"There are kids down there!" Benny exclaims. "Sounds like a bunch of them."
We resume walking and the situation keeps getting worse. Our meadow is full of boys, maybe 20, every one as naked as when they popped out of their Mommies. Some are paired off in the grass having unabashed sex in the beautiful sunshine. Two boys are playing naked Frisbee and four others are kicking a soccer ball around, their little cocks and balls bouncing as they run. A few kids are just sitting and chatting, perhaps resting after exertions sexual or otherwise.
Our path takes us past a couple of 69-ing boys who look familiar and it takes me a second to recognize them.
"Benny, look," I say, pointing. "It's Jimmy and Keith. Remember, we saw them through the window at the cabin that day with a couple of older kids."
"Yeah, I think that is them," Benny says. "They come out this way for sex. Do you think they accidentally found this meadow the same way we did?"
"I think it might have happened a different way," I say, looking past them at another pair of boys intimately engaged in the grass.
"Chris and Eddie!" Benny angrily huffs and begins running over to them. I hurry to keep up.
"Hey assholes!" he shouts from 5 feet away. "You promised you would keep this place secret! It looks like half the camp is here!"
Chris releases Eddie's spit-shiny boner and looks up meekly.
"Yeah, that kinda didn't work so well," he says. "I swear we only told one other couple, Joey and Ron."
"Don't forget Jeff and Tommy," Eddie says, and Chris gives him a dirty look.
"You weren't supposed to tell anybody!" Benny scolds. "We shared our private place with you because you're our friends and now everybody knows!"
"I count 16," I say. "No wait, 17. There's two guys blowing that big kid over there by the tree, switching back and forth."
I give a low whistle as I do the math. At least 19 kids know about our meadow, counting me and Benny. That's a fucking lot. And if there's a hundred kids in the camp it means that one out of every five campers is into sex with other boys!
"Holy shit!" I exclaim. "This really is Camp Wanna Fuck!"
As if to illustrate the point a teenager only 10 feet away cries out loudly as his friend slams into his ass and his own white cum spurts onto his belly.
"We can't stay here!" Benny says in fear and frustration. "One of these dumbshit kids is going to tell the wrong person and the grownups are going to find out."
"But remember what Charlie said?" I put in. "They already know boys do stuff and it's no big deal."
"As long as we keep it quiet they can pretend it isn't happening," Benny says. "But if this gets out — that 19 boys are out here sucking and fucking — they can't ignore it anymore. Parents might find out and they could even shut down the camp! No, if Caldwell finds out about this every one of us gay boys is going to get kicked out. And worse than that everybody will know about it! Do you want to go back to school in September as one of the queers who got kicked out of summer camp?"
Chris, Eddie and I all share looks of increasing alarm.
"We've got to get out of here!" Chris exclaims, grabbing his underpants and fumbling to get into them. "Hurry, Eddie!"
"Get back to camp and make sure your counselor sees you," Benny orders. "None of us ever heard of this place, got it?"
"Right!" Chris says, pulling his t-shirt on inside-out, cursing and stripping it back off again.
Benny grabs my hand and I flash on the first day, when he led me through the crowd to get our cabin assignments. It was the start of the best thing in my life and it just can't get screwed up now!
"Come on, Marty!" Benny commands, pulling me back up the hill.
I fire another arrow and it sticks into the ground three feet in front of the target, joining several of its brethren. I'm really doing rotten at archery today, no doubt because neither my mind nor my heart is in it.
Benny's plan is to stay in the public eye as much as possible, to be seen doing ordinary not queer summer camp things like archery, swimming and leather crafts. I know my Dad doesn't want some shitty rawhide wallet that looks like — well, like a 10-year-old made it. I go along because Benny is way smart but also because he's my boyfriend and I'm in this with him all the way, no matter what happens.
I think of something and hesitantly turn to Benny.
"Um, we were going to paddle out to the island tonight," I say.
Benny looks at me in disbelief. "Are you nuts? Everybody knows that's a sex place. We need to stay the hell away from all the sex places and just have our fun in the cabin."
"But I'm supposed to meet up with Rachel and swap phone numbers."
"I know, and I get that she's cool and she understands us and everything," he says, "but we just can't go there right now. It's too dangerous."
"I know," I say glumly, looking down and toeing the ground with my foot. I glance back up and Benny is smiling ever so fondly.
"God, you're even cute when you pout," he says, and it makes me smile.
It's a real shock to the system when you're having sex twice a day for a week and a half and then bam!
Nothing.
It's only about 8:30 but Benny and I are already in our bunks in our sleep shorts. My dick is painfully hard and I can't wait for lights out.
The screen door squeaks open and Charlie comes in, reacting in surprise to see us.
"You guys are in early," he says with a smile. "Wear yourselves out with too many orgasms?"
"I wish," I say, "but not today."
"Charlie?" Benny begins, sitting up in bed. "Have you heard anything today, from the counselors or the grownups, about boys doing gay stuff?"
Charlie looks quizzical. "No, nothing special," he says. "Just the usual jokes. Why?"
"Um, no reason," he says, lying back down.
"Did you guys get caught or something?" Charlie asks in minor alarm.
"No, nothing like that," Benny says. "I just wondered because, like you said, that stuff goes on a lot."
Charlie steps closer to my bunk. He's so tall his head is right level with mine in my upper bunk. He looks into my eyes, then his gaze travels down my body to the obvious tent in my shorts.
"It looks like you wish it was going on right now," he says, and before I can react he's tracing his index finger up and down my stiff lump.
I inhale sharply and turn a look to Benny, then back to Charlie.
"I thought you said not until lights out," I whisper.
"Yeah, you're right," he says, removing his hand. "We could go into my room though."
I turn to give Benny an excited look but he is already scrambling to his ladder.
In Charlie's room I start to strip down my shorts but he stops me. "Wait," he says. "Let me."
The big teenager kneels in front of me and gazes lovingly up into my eyes. He glances at Benny and then back, saying, "I've wanted this for a long time, but you guys are so into each other I didn't want to intrude."
"It's cool, Charlie," I say. "Sometimes I think about you in here with Timmy and Donny and I wish it was us, and now it is!"
"You're really something, Marty," he chuckles. "There's something about you that's just so goddamn lovable I can hardly stand it!" He smiles up at Benny and adds, "This guy knows what I mean."
Benny returns Charlie's smile and then shifts it to me. He takes my hand and says, "Yeah, I sure do. I'm completely in love with you, Marty."
"Me too, Benny," I say, and Charlie beams.
"Ah, young love," he teases, bringing back our playful mood. "Now let's get these shorts off."
Thirty seconds later we are naked on our backs with our butts at the edge of the bed, both of our stiff hairless cocks jutting up our bellies in quivering readiness. Charlie is on his knees, his face hovering just above me, gazing upon my nakedness. I feel it strongly, his reverence for my body, and I am filled with joy that I get to please this good, loving guy.
He ducks and takes my cock, and it is wonderful.
Charlie is really good, tenderly and lovingly pleasuring my dick. All too soon it's Benny's turn and Charlie shifts over to him, taking my spit-slick cock between his thumb and two fingers and slowly, sensually jacking it.
I watch Charlie suck Benny's raging boner and enjoy the blissful expression on my boyfriend's beautiful face. I find his hand and squeeze it and he squeezes back.
"Oh man," Benny sighs. "This is great, you guys."
Charlie shifts back to me and Benny gives me a loving look, happy I'm having my pleasure again. I watch Charlie bob over me while he plays gently with Benny's cock and I sigh in contentment. At this pace it could go on for a long time, which would not make me mad.
Benny wriggles his upper body closer to me and I get the idea. I move toward him too and in a moment we are kissing, and between the two hot mouths I'm about as turned on as I can be.
Charlie shifts again and Benny moans into my mouth. The big fingers resume stroking me and my pleasure continues too. On and on it goes and eventually I hear the screen door squeak as other guys come into the cabin for bed-check.
Charlie is sucking Benny now and his gentle fingers lightly tickle my ballsack until it feels amazing. I didn't even know I wanted it but it's absolutely perfect, fitting my mood exactly. When Charlie shifts back to me he takes my balls into his mouth instead of my cock and it turns me on even more.
After a minute or so of this delicious stimulation the door opens and Donny's head pokes in.
"Oh, shit!" he stammers. "Sorry," and begins to back out but Charlie releases my nuts.
"It's OK, Donny," he says. "We're going to be in here for a while more. Are all the guys accounted for?"
"Yeah," Donny says. "We're all here."
"OK, good," Charlie says. "When you're ready for bed turn the lights off and start having fun!"
Donny giggles and says, "Yes sir! As you wish, sir!"
Charlie shifts again and I hear Benny suck in his breath. "Oh yeah, Charlie!" he moans. "Suck my balls! You do that so good!"
It's true. Charlie could teach his own Master Class in ball sucking.
When he shifts back to me he nudges my legs upward and says, "Pull your knees up."
I know what that means and I fill with anticipation. I'm also really glad that Benny and I took a shower earlier before anybody else was in the shower house. There was no hanky-panky in case anybody came in but we did enjoy cleaning ourselves back there in hot anticipation of tonight, though we didn't know it would be with Charlie.
His tongue feels wonderful in my open and willing hole. It's the biggest tongue I've ever felt there but it has a fairly pointed tip, letting it poke in very nicely. As with everything else Charlie has a tender and adoring rimming technique and soon I am squirming and moaning my desire.
Just when I think I'm about to shift into overdrive Charlie pulls away, and by Benny's gasp and moan I know he is now receiving his licks. I miss Charlie's tongue but I'm also glad that my boyfriend gets some too.
We're lying side-by-side with our knees pulled up to our chests, and I get a sudden inspiration to hook my right leg around Benny's left. The extra body contact gets an immediate reaction, and I can tell from his excited gasps that Benny has in fact entered the fast lane.
Charlie is no longer touching me at all, and I figure he is concentrating on Benny now that he's gearing up to cum. But then I realize that Charlie has removed a small tube from his pocket, exactly the same size and shape as the Vaseline we stole from the storage shed. He squirts some out and begins to apply it to Benny's anus.
"Um, Charlie?" Benny asks uneasily. "What are you doing?"
"I'm just lubing up your butt a little bit," he replies in a reassuring tone.
"Are... Are you gonna fuck me?" Benny asks, more than a little fear in his voice. I know I'd be scared in his shoes.
Well, he's not wearing any, but you know what I mean.
"I never did it before," Benny says apprehensively. "Take it I mean, and you're pretty big..."
"Don't worry, Benny," Charlie says, a warm smile in his voice. "I'm not going to fuck you. Marty is."
At that I gasp as I feel Charlie's fingers spreading thick, gooey Vaseline onto my cock. On one level I'm thrilled but also unsure. Benny is my guy, my top. That's what has always felt right. But we're both kind of under Charlie's spell now, both submitting to him. I want to please Charlie and do what he wants me to do but I can't just ignore what my boyfriend wants.
I look the question into Benny's eyes and I can see his fear, but also excitement. He knows I'm no bigger than he is, and I take his cock without too much pain so logically he must know that it's doable. But I also know that for boys like Benny — natural tops you might say — there's more to it than fear of pain. It's a big decision and he has to be the one who makes it.
"Ah!" Benny cries sharply, but only for a second. He breathes a little heavier but he doesn't panic.
"It's just my pinky finger," Charlie says soothingly. "Just relax and let it in. Let it feel good."
It sounds just like what Benny said to Nicky the other day in the storage shed, and I see Benny willing himself relaxed, making himself open up.
"Yeah, there you go," Charlie says, and though I can't see I can tell by the movement of Charlie's arm that he is gently and steadily fingering Benny's ass.
And Benny is letting him.
With his other hand Charlie is massaging the Vaseline onto my cock, getting it very slippery and making it feel pretty friggin' good all by itself. I know I could get off from this hand job if Benny were to bail out.
"Marty," Benny intones, his blue-gray eyes boring deeply into mine, "You'll go slow and easy, right?"
"You know I will," I say. "I would never hurt you in a million years."
He grips my hand tightly and smiles. "I know. Come on then, make love to me."
Charlie is all smiles as he helps Benny get into position. I've never done it this way before but it seems pretty cool. True, I've only been the top one time, when Benny and I fucked Chris at the winter cabin, but I've never been in this position either giving or receiving.
Benny's butt is all the way at the edge of the bed with his knees up over his shoulders, his pink hole wide open and shining with lube. Charlie has me stand up right behind Benny, my rigid cock dragging across his balls and taint leaving a shiny trail.
"I'm supposed to do it standing up?" I ask and Charlie nods.
"You get the best leverage that way," he says. "It's Zane's favorite way to do me, and boy can he slam it in!"
"No slamming!" Benny insists. "Go slow and easy, at least at first."
"Don't worry about hurting him," Charlie says to me. "Benny will let you know if it hurts."
I reach down to aim my dick but Charlie says, "Can I do it? I want to be part of this, if it's OK."
I pull my hand away and grip Benny's hips instead. "Go ahead."
Charlie smiles and uses two fingers to position me. My head centers on Benny's little depression and I hear him sigh.
"That's the place," he says. "If somebody's gonna fuck me I'm glad it's you, Marty."
My heart melts a little and I softly say, "Me too, Benny. I love you."
"OK," he says. "I'm ready."
I start to push and I hear Benny straining a little but not fighting me. Charlie's hand is still on my dick, to keep it straight enough to penetrate I guess but he doesn't really need to hold it. My dick is as hard as it has ever been and wouldn't bend if I was pushing it against concrete. Benny's breath catches and then suddenly his hole opens and my cockhead pops inside.
"Ohhhh!" he moans, but I know his sex noises and I can tell it's a pleasurable one.
"Benny!" I cry. "I'm inside you!"
"Ahh!" he groans. "I know, baby, I know."
Charlie's hand slides off my dick and begins to gently caress my balls.
"Oh, yeah, Charlie," I moan. "Keep doing that!"
My dick sinks another half-inch into Benny and he moans, again in pleasure. Charlie's fondling of my balls gains a little strength and I like it.
"You can push harder, Marty," Benny says in a strained voice, and suddenly I feel Charlie's two big hands on my butt cheeks, pushing me gently forward. It's kind of cool and I let him push me into my boyfriend's tight hole.
"Oh, yeah," Benny sighs. "Mmmmm! It feels good, Marty!"
"It's great for me too, Benny," I say, liking Charlie's gentle fondling of my ass as well. He pushes me forward some more and I sink to better than half-depth inside of Benny and it's wonderful.
"Oh, Marty!" Benny moans. "It feels good! Put it in me, baby, all the way!"
Charlie tightens his grip on my butt cheeks and firmly pushes me all the way into my lover. I don't know if I could have done it so smoothly and steadily without his help, and I can tell by Benny's face that it is just right.
"Oh, yeah!" Benny cries. "God, I feel so full!"
Charlie is big-time fondling my ass now and I love it. I squirm under his touch and Benny reacts in pleasure.
"That's it," Benny says in rapture. "Just move it around like that. It feels fantastic!"
Charlie's breath is coming heavier now and his caresses are roaming. His hands come around to my belly and chest and every touch is electric. I squirm and moan and Benny wiggles his butt and squeezes my cock. Charlie's mouth comes to my neck and he kisses me tenderly, and I register the scratchy stubble on his cheek. I've never felt anything like it and it strikes me that, like Chris with his college friend Tim, I'm somehow not grossed out to be having sex with a grownup.
Charlie pulls away and I am disappointed but I don't have time to lament because Benny makes serious eye contact and says, "Come on, Marty. Fuck me now."
I begin to pump and it is everything I hoped for. I have fucked once before and it was great, but nothing compares to fucking the boy you love. I wish I could bend forward to kiss Benny but I'm afraid we'd slide off the bed if I wasn't holding us up with my feet firmly under me.
I lengthen my strokes until I am smoothly and steadily sliding in and out of my boyfriend's beautiful butt. He gasps and moans and calls out my name, and I huff and grunt with my exertion.
Suddenly Charlie's arms are back around me and his hands are caressing my chest and belly again, but something is different. I suddenly recognize the tickle of his chest hair against my back, and a second later I feel the hot poke of his big, stiff cock against the backs of my thighs.
Charlie is naked and rubbing off on me while I fuck Benny.
"Is this alright, Marty?" he breathes into my ear. "I'll stop if you want me to."
"Do it," I say, getting into it even more than I could have guessed. "Rub on me, Charlie!"
I'm thrusting deeply into Benny now and Charlie is gliding up and down my clenching butt with his big cock. Benny gasps and moans and I match it with my own huffs and squeals. Charlie is holding me now and humping my ass with all of his strength, and that's a lot.
I flash back to the night I jerked off in my bunk fantasizing Charlie and Donny and Timmy in this room, substituting myself into each of their places at various times. I remember imagining Charlie ramming his giant teenage cock into my tiny tight hole and now it both thrills and terrifies me that it could actually happen right here, right now.
What really scares me is that I might want it to.
Charlie's hands come away but his lower half keeps humping that big dick against me. I don't know what's happening but after a few seconds I get a strong clue when Charlie spreads my butt cheeks open with one hand and the other brings in a finger coated with thick goo.
Charlie is going to finger my ass!
The question is, will the fingering be the extent of it or only the preparation for that mighty cock? If I allow the finger do I then have to allow the cock? I'm still furiously debating when Charlie's finger sinks firmly into me.
My own thrusts into Benny falter but only for a second. Charlie is holding his finger motionless at just the right angle and I find that I can thrust into Benny and then shove myself back onto the finger, back and forth as hard or as gently as I want, all under my own control.
It's brilliant.
I feel my climax building and I hope the dual stimulation isn't too much. I want to hold out until Benny gets his but with Charlie's finger tickling my magic button on every stroke I'm bearing down on a ferocious cum. I could adjust my angle a tiny bit and maybe lessen the internal tickle but in my selfishness I don't want to. It feels too good, and all I can do is hope Benny doesn't take too long.
My boyfriend's face screws up into the ecstatic grimace that I know so well and my heart soars with happiness and relief. Benny and I are both seconds away from cumming. I bang into him and back on Charlie's finger as hard as I can.
"Mar— ar— teeee! Oh, shit!" Benny cries as he fiercely cums. I jam myself into his furthest depths and my own convulsions start, and just when I'm cresting the wave Charlie jabs his finger into me as well.
I cum like I never came before. Between my cock pulsing inside the boy I love and the deep anal penetration of Charlie's sturdy finger it's enough to make me pass out.
I don't, thank God. I would have missed the best cum of my life!
Benny and I exchange knowing smiles. We're at breakfast and we just finished quietly sharing the previous night's playtime with the rest of cabin 12. This romantic recap has become a bit of a ritual for us since all six of us came out as gay, or whatever the hell we are. I'm pretty sure Donny, Benny and I are the real thing and while Timmy's still very young he sure makes all the right noises, but I don't know about the other two.
Carl is a strong candidate, having fooled around with multiple boys back home and getting more and more into it as camp goes on.
Ricky is a more complicated call. His growth disorder gives him a lot of shit to deal with and maybe the gentle arms of another boy is kind of a calm place in the eye of that storm. His weird appearance and utter lack of athleticism make him an outcast in the world of boys. Joining in our sex-play might simply help him feel part of something for once. Ironically, while most gays battle with feelings of being an outsider it just might be the thing that helps Ricky feel like he belongs, at least within cabin 12.
Or he might just be horny and taking what's available.
"Donny slept the whole night in my bunk," Timmy says, grinning mischievously. "He put it in me three different times but he only came in me once."
"Four times," Donny corrects, "and twice. You slept right through one of them."
"Aw shucks!" Timmy complains. "It's no fun to sleep through them!"
"Well I had a good time," Donny teases, and Timmy sticks his tongue out at him.
"What did you guys do?" Benny asks Carl and the boy lights up.
"Major sucking," he says, "for hours and hours. And Ricky licked my butt!"
OK. Maybe Ricky is gay after all.
We're laughing when head counselor David saunters up to the table, trying real hard to appear casual.
"Good morning, cabin 12!" he says with exaggerated excitement.
I think it's one of his lame attempts at humor.
"Um, do we have a Benny Wilson and a Marty Daniels here by any chance?" He's looking straight at us and knows exactly who we are.
"That's us," Benny says, concerned but not intimidated.
"I was hoping... if you have the time, and at your convenience... Would you mind stopping by the main office for a little chat? It's no big deal but... yeah. You really should come right now."
My eyes open wide in alarm as I look to my Benny for support, and he's a rock. In a voice much calmer than David's he says, "Sure. We'll just dump our trays and meet you by the door."
With my heart in my throat I follow Benny with my tray.
"What are we gonna do, Benny?" I whisper. "It's gotta be about the meadow!"
"We're gonna play it cool," Benny says. "We didn't do anything in the meadow yesterday. The only times we ever did stuff there we were alone, so nobody can prove anything."
"But I'm lousy at lying!" I say. "One look at my face and they're going to know I'm guilty, and if I'm guilty then you're guilty!"
Benny looks me deep in the eyes. "Do you trust me, Marty?"
"Yeah, of course Benny."
"Then let's go," he says. "We've got this."
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