Date: Sun, 26 Apr 2020 13:02:45 +0000 (UTC) From: Arthur Bach Subject: Adventures at Summer Camp, Part 8 (Bi - Adult/Youth) This story is fictional, and no character is meant to represent a person, living or dead. It depicts the fantasy of sexual contact between minors and adults. If this is not something that interests you and/or you are not allowed to read this because of your age or jurisdiction, please go elsewhere. I'm happy to hear intelligent feedback at arthurjbach@yahoo.com. Flames and e-mails with attachments will be ignored. Please make sure that you make a donation to Nifty.org to keep this great resource alive. Adventures at Summer Camp, Part 8 We spent the next morning and afternoon rock climbing at a site a few miles south of the main campus. I had gone here many times as a kid, and it was fun to introduce our campers to this awesome location. There were a couple different routes that you could climb, and I floated between all of them, giving kids different options. You'd think with all the leg stretching that was going on during the climbing, I'd get some nice views up the shorts of the kids, particularly the girls, but unfortunately the harnesses they wore were very tight and kept everything protected. They, did however, accentuate the external genitalia of the boys, which meant that each of them had a nice bulge in the front of their pants. The sun was high in the sky which meant it was time for lunch. We closed the routes down temporarily and I started unpacking the coolers that we had lugged up the path and started passing out bags. All the kids and sat ate their lunches, talking with each other. Since it was the last day, all of the kids had gotten to know each other and were great friends, having their own inside jokes and secret sayings. Being together for five days non-stop will do that to you. As we started cleaning up, Jon nudged me. "Can I go pee somewhere?" "Yeah, bud. Hey, guys, does anybody else need to use the bathroom?" Chris and Johnny both shook their heads, but Al jumped and said he needed to go. The three of us walked back down the path we came about a hundred feet or so, and then I found a large boulder that was about twenty feet north of the path. We made our way through the somewhat dense foliage and found ourselves on the other side of the boulder. We all undid our harnesses, making it a little easier to access our dicks. We threw them over on the boulder and all pulled our shorts and underwear down, our soft penises flopping out, and we began peeing on a nearby tree. I admired seeing the boys like this, their soft dicks glowing in the midday sun. When we finished, none of us immediately put our dicks away, letting them breath in the early afternoon air. It was Jon who started to stiffen up first, quickly growing to its just under 4" length. Al was the next to go hard, his skinny, almost 5" boner pulsing in front of him, and I soon followed him, my 6" cock going fully erect in front of the two boys. "Can we cum?" Al asked. "I'm like, really horny now." "Yeah, but we have to be fast," I replied, and we all grabbed our dicks and started jerking. I got in between the two boys, my left hand grabbing Jon's dick and my right going for Al's, and both boys grabbed onto mine as we began to stroke each other. "Hey, Alex?" Jon asked as his hands slowly stroked the tip of my cock. "Yeah, bud?" "Remember last night and how we were fucking Becca in the butt?" "Yeah, I remember it. Why?" "She seemed like she liked it." "Yeah," I responded, stifling a gasp as Ben stroked me just the right way. "I think she did." "Would it feel good if someone did that to my butt?" "I don't know, Jon," I responded. "Have you ever tried putting anything up your butt?" He shook his head. "Well, let's try it and see," I said. "Bend over in front of Al. You can suck him while I do this." Jon followed my instructions and happily took Al's skinny boner in his mouth, making him moan and whine as Jon used his lips and tongue to pleasure his boydick. I pulled Jon's shorts a little farther down, exposing his backside to me. Just as I had seen the previous night, Jon's butthole was clean, pink, and inviting. I stood behind him, my hard dick pointing right at his hole, and a part of me just wanted to take him right now, but I knew that'd be too much, too soon. I leaned over his butt and let a dollop of spit land on his anus, then started using my middle finger to swish and swirl the slimy liquid around the puckered skin. I heard him moan around Al's dick as I did this, and taking that as an invitation, I applied a slight amount of pressure to the ring, and the tip of my finger popped in. Jon jolted when I did this, his skinny frame tensing up. "You okay?" I asked. "Yeah," he replied, taking Al's dick out of his mouth. "It feels weird, but kinda good." I added a little more pressure, my finger slipping farther into his tight boy ass. He went back to sucking Al as I inserted my finger farther and farther into his bottom, his moans muffled by Al's dick. I did it little by little, and within a couple minutes my middle finger was totally buried in Jon's ass, the tight muscles of his anus squeezing my finger. I pushed in to the bottom of his chute and found his prostate, stroking the little gland deep inside his body. Jon was moaning much louder now, doing a bang up job on Al's dick as I stroked his boypussy. "Fuck, I'm cumming," I heard Al say, and then a long, sustained moan came from his mouth and he had a dry cum in Jon's mouth, the dark haired boy pushing his dick in Jon as far as it would go, maximizing the contact between his pulsing dick and the inside of his mouth. Al backed away when he had finished, grabbing onto his sensitive cock. As I fingered Jon in the ass, simulating a penis as it went in and out of the slick hole, I reached around and grasped Jon's erection, stroking his boner, making him really moan now. "I'm so close," Jon said between moans, and I sped up on both the jacking and the finger fucking. Suddenly, his ass tightened even more around my intruding finger, and I heard a boyish gasp as he started to cum, his ejaculate shooting onto the ground, some of it dribbling down my still stroking hand. Knowing that we need to head back soon, I let go of Jon's dick and pulled my finger out of his ass, grasping my own erection and started to stroke. Within about thirty seconds I was blasting my thick cum all over Jon's boy ass, some of it dripping into his still open hole. When he realized what I was doing, Jon reached back and pulled his cheeks apart, and I groaned as I finished cumming on his beautiful boy ass. "Okay, we need to get heading back," I said, and we all pulled up our underwear and shorts. I noticed that as Ben pulled up his white briefs, my cum was making wet spots in his underwear. "Hey, do you want me to wipe you off first?" I asked him. He looked back and shook his head at me, smiling. We made our way back to the rest of the group, who were getting set up to climb again. "Hey," Laurie said as I walked past her. "Don't forget that little Johnny is heading home as soon as we get back. Can you help him get packed up?" "Not gonna lie, I forgot all about that," I replied, scratching my head. "I almost did, too." "Yeah, no problem, I'll help him when we get back." We finished up with our climbing and got back in the van to head back to the campus so we can change and then go for our last dinner. When we arrived back, I told all the boys to get changed while I helped Johnny get packed up. When he was ready, I helped him take his gear out to the front porch, and as we made our way out there his parents were rolling up in their minivan. I talked with his parents for a bit, got them to sign him out, gave him a quick hug and they were on their way. As I walked back into the cabin, I could hear screams coming from the boys room, and I quickly ran in to see what was going on. Chris had Jon up against the wall, and before I could do anything the bigger boy landed a punch on Jon's mouth. "Don't look at me you fucking faggot!" he yelled as he went in for another punch. This one I was able to block, and while Chris was big for a 14 year old, I was still bigger and stronger. After being sure that I had secured his punching arm, I pushed Chris down and forced him on the bed. What I noticed for the first time was that Chris was in his boxers, and Jon in his briefs. "Keep your hands off him!" I yelled, holding down the squirming teen. "It's over. Jon, put on some pants and go with Al to the nurse's office." Jon found some pants and the two boys quickly left. "What was that about?" I said to Chris with a stern voice. "That'll teach that queer to look at me," he said, still writhing underneath me. "What do you mean, look at you?" I asked, seeking clarification. "He was looking at me in my underwear!" Chris replied. "I don't need some little Nancy-boy looking at me like that." "Oh, my God," I said. "Seriously? Let's go. Put some pants on, we're going to see the dean." "Are you serious? He's the one who should be in trouble. He was invading my privacy." "Chris, we've been living together all week. What privacy? And you can't just attack people. If you had an issue with Jon, you should have come to me, but you screwed that up. Let's go." I went and grabbed Laurie, who sent me to Bea who was the camp director. She had been around forever and I'd known her since I was a camper. Bea quickly heard the accounts from both boys, and then brought Laurie and I in to talk. "Here's the deal," Bea said, clasping her hands and putting them on her desk. "What he did was obviously wrong, but it's Friday night. We're all gone tomorrow anyways. Let's not inconvenience his parents over a matter of 15 hours." A part of me understood what Bea was saying, but I thought about her words. It was Friday night, the last night. The senior high adventure camp would be back from their rock climbing trip, so we wouldn't be able to use their room. And with little Johnny being gone, that meant if Chris was gone too, Jon, Al, and I would have that room to ourselves. Call it corrupt and self-serving, but I knew that I needed to push for this. "I have to say, Bea, I see where you're coming from, but I respectfully disagree." "Oh, really, Alex?" she said, cocking an eyebrow at me. "Do you think we should send him home now?" "I do. And it's not just for today and tomorrow. What if he comes back next summer? If we don't punish him appropriately, and he returns, we've essentially told him that what he did today was okay. I don't think that's right. If he comes back I want him to remember that there were consequences for his actions, otherwise he's liable to do it again." Bea looked at me, obviously trying to process what I said, but didn't respond. "Besides," I continued. "It's not like this is a he-said, she-said thing. I watched Chris grab him and punch him." "And what about Jon? Does he get punished, too?" Bea asked. "What Jon did wasn't right, but it's also something that happens a lot with boys at this age. They're...curious, for lack of a better word. He shouldn't have done it, but what Chris did was way worse. And I can talk with Jon about what he did. We've gotten pretty tight." "You're right about that," Laurie said. "Okay, Alex," Bea said. "I've known you a long time. You've always been very fair with things. I'll go with your judgement on this." Inside I was screaming, but all I said was, "Thank you, Bea. Thanks for hearing me out." "You better watch out," she said, standing up. "You just may have my job one day." Laurie and I called Chris' parents and delivered the news. They weren't too pleased, as you can imagine, but who would be in that scenario? In any case, Chris was gone within an hour, and now we were down to two. Before dinner started, I pulled Jon to the side. "Hey, are you okay?" He looked up at me with tears welling in his eyes, and hugged me tonight. I held on to him, his young body up against mine as I comforted him. "I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have done that. I was just, curious. The fly to his boxers was open and I hadn't seen him yet, and I was just curious." "It's okay," I said, stroking his back. "What you did wasn't that bad, and besides, he shouldn't have attacked you no matter what." "Is he gone?" "Yup, he went home. And now the good news is, you, and me, and Al have the room all to ourselves tonight." "Really?" he said, his eyes lighting up. "Yup. How's your lip?" I asked, inspecting the spot where Chris had hit him. "It's okay," he said. "Yeah, still looks very kissable," I said, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "Let's head in for dinner." After dinner we went and had our last campfire. This was a very emotional night, with it being our final evening together. These camps always made great friendships, and it was always hard on Friday nights knowing that they were about to end. As we were heading back down the cabin, I pulled Becca aside and told her to come by after Laurie had gone to bed. She asked me not to get started without her, but I couldn't make any promises. When we got back, I told the boys to shower so they'd be all clean for tonight. I went out and talked with Laurie for a while until lights out time. I went into our room and saw that the boys were both in their underwear (gray boxer briefs from Old Navy for Al and another pair of white briefs for Jon) and I went in to get my shower. When I came back out I found the boys naked, on my bed, engaged in a spirited sixty-nine. I sat on one of the empty beds across the way, shucked my briefs, and started to stroke myself while I watched the boys go at it. About a minute later the door opened and Becca snuck in, wearing a t-shirt and a pair of short running shorts, the same shorts she had worn earlier in the week when we fucked. "Are you ready?" I asked as she walked over to the bed and took hold of my cock with her right hand. "You tell me," she replied, using her left hand to grab my arm and direct my hand to her groin. I slid my fingers up her shorts to find her sans panties, and when my finger went into her pussy I discovered that she was absolutely soaked. It was going to be a great last night. Thank you for reading! You can find all of my other stories at my prolific author page: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#arthurbach