Date: Sat, 28 Aug 2021 21:51:00 +0200 From: Dixxon Summercamp Subject: Corruption at Summer Camp - Part 1 Corruption at Summer Camp -- Part 1 Twelve boys to the slaughter -- that's what Dixxon Cummings thought when families started dropping of their kids at summer camp just after midday on the first day of their summer holidays. For the next six weeks they would be at his mercy and that thought alone made his dick stiffen. His hubby Ryan Dickens welcomed the kids at the front gate and directed them to the open space in front of the main cabin where he was waiting in the shades of the porch. He found it hard not to get a total boner just by looking at Ryan how he was standing there in his skimpy camp shorts showing off the fur on his muscular legs with a whiff of hair to see at the collar of his camp shirt. Though Ryan was in his late 40ies now, his porn star sun glasses and his million dollar smile still made the mums and dads and the uncles and brothers of the kids turn their heads before driving back home in their SUVs. He would have banged him right there if his hubby hadn't been busy welcoming the boys and checking their names against a list on a clipboard. Also, I might have scared off the boys at this early point in the game. Dixxon adjusted his stiffing cock taking care that the heavy Prince Albert wouldn`t slip out. Not an easy thing to do if you have a cock like a snake and you are wearing shorts so tight that they hardly cover your hairy thighs. As happy as he was that he had no issues with getting hard now that he was pushing sixty, he couldn't let Ryan distract him. After all, this was about the boys and the experience they would be getting at Camp Free Your Mind! The boys stood around awkwardly eying each other but not speaking, while Ryan accompanied our last arrivals, a set of twins, to meet the rest of the boys at the main cabin. Dixxon grinned while he checked out the young, shy and easily corruptible teen boys who had no idea what was in store for them. After having run this camp for almost three decades finding Dixxon didn't find recruiting boys for camp difficult anymore. Actually, he and Ryan didn't have to go looking at all anymore. Word to mouth was all they relied on now. Often enough, former campers at Camp Free Your Mind -- now themselves fathers, uncles, older brothers, - registered their sons, nephews or young brothers to stay with us and share the experience they had been given years ago. Off course they never told the boys what would be happening here. Where would be the fun in that? Once Ryan had everybody waiting in front of the cabin Dixxon adjusted his scout hat, moved up his sun glassed and took the three steps down the porch to greet the boys. "Welcome to Camp Free Your Mind, boys! " He clapped his hands: "Are you ready to have a great time!" The boys responded by shyly looking around and whispering: "Yeah". Dixxon put a hand to his ear and shouted: "I can't hear you! Are you ready to have the time of your life!" Now with more enthusiasm the boys shouted back: "Yes!!!" Dixxon nodded grinning. "Excellent, boys! I'm Dixxon Cummings, your Camp Master." Pointing to Ryan he announced: "And this is Co-Master Ryan Dickens". Obviously they had kept their last names after getting married, just to throw the camp boys off track. "You will address us as Master Dixon and Co-Master Ryan while you are at our camp." The boys nodded even though Dixxon did notice one or two puzzled faces. It was obvious that these were no ordinary camp title. Yet, none of the boys raised a hand. Dixxon continued: "Also working with us here at camp are our cook and our activities counsellor." He pointed to two men standing still standing in the shade of the veranda. "This is Luiz, our cook." Luiz was a beefy Latino Dom Top in his mid-forties with a leathery face and a bad temper. Those who were unfortunate enough to see him naked knew that he had just as much hair on his back as on his chest. He also had a bulging belly which right now was hidden under his camp shirt. The only reason Dixxon kept such a vile looking man in his team was that he always came up with the kinkiest ideas how to torture these boys. Also he was necessary to teach the boys to have sex with any man, not just those they -- or anyone -- might consider attractive. "Next to him, there's Maddox," Dixxon said, walking over to the two men. "He will be in charge of our games and activities." In his mid-twenties, with messy dirty blond hair, a five o'clock shadow and a silver stud in his nose, Maddow was by far the youngest adult working at camp and he would also be the one the kids would relate to most easily. Dixxon remembered how he fuck Maddox' tight ass the night of the cherry popping just a few days after the boy had arrived at the camp ten years ago. But with his 9 inch cock and his balls the size of lemons it became clear quickly that Maddox was meant to be top. On his last night a camp he managed to breed all eleven of his camp buddies. Dixxon couldn't remember any other boy producing that much jizz. For the last five years, Dixxon had invited him to come back to camp to help him initiate the new batch of boys. Maddox still let him fuck him for demonstration purposes. After all, the boys had to learn their place. "You will address them as Sir Luiz and Sir Maddox, understood?", he asked the boys and they nodded. "All right, before we start with today's activities and we get to know each other, let's get the ground rules out of the way. As you can see, we are here at a small secluded camp in the wilderness with little more than the main cabin behind me, tents where you will be sleeping in pairs of two, and some other huts and facilities that we need for our activities. Since we are a small group of campers, this means that we will do everything ourselves -- from cooking to chopping wood to making fire." A skinny boy with a chin-long mop of heavy brown curls rubbed his neck and mumbled "chopping wood?". Dixxon made a mental note to make him sweat extra hard. "To enhance the Free Your Mind experience we had asked your parents not to bring any personal belongings. Everything you need -- clothes, food, personal hygiene -- will be provided. We also have a large selection of books in our main cabin." The mentioning of books produced some sour faces with the books and Dixxon wondered whether making these boys read a book would actually make for a great torturing game. "This camp's goal is it to create a true community experience with a few interruptions from the outside world as possible. This is why we had also asked your parents not to let you bring any phones. So if you did bring a phone, now is the time to hand it over to Co-Master Ryan." It was clearly visible from the shape of their short pockets that some of the boys did bring a phone and they now winced slightly. Two of the boys gave their phones over to Ryan voluntarily. Dixxon wanted to continue when Ryan suddenly approached a boy with charcoal skin and short frizzy hair. He pointed to the boys' front pocket not saying anything. "That's my dick, Co-Master Ryan," the boy said making the other boys snigger. "Give me the phone, boy", said Ryan giving him a stern look. The boy rolled his eyes but he eventually handed him the phone. Dixxon made another mental note, this time to shove the boy his phone up his ass once the time has come for that. For now, Dixxon continued my charade and pulled his own phone out of his back pocket and held it up high so everyone could see it. "Rest assured that your family can call me on this phone in case of an emergency, so there is no reason for you to worry!" Once Ryan had put all the confiscated phones in the pockets of his shorts Dixxon went on with his speech. "At our summer camp it's our goal to help you really free your minds. Now that you all have hit puberty we will help you transcend from boyhood to manhood with daily exercises, camp chores and various challenges." He could see that none of this really appealed to the boys. "But also with games and parties", he added. This now seemed to lighten the boys up a bit. "Will there be girls?", asked the dark-skinned boys and the other boys laughed. "Do you think you deserve one?", Dixxon asked in return, making the boys laugh again. Then he went on:. "Each of you will be given a title to show your fellow campers where you stand in the camp hierarchy. Just like working life which we hope to prepare you for you will be able to climb the ladder up to management positions at camp or you might end up in the gutter. For every challenge and task we present you with you might receive benefits or you can be demoted." The boys looked at him as if he was a nutjob. Well, maybe he was -- a perverted nutjob. "What does he mean titles?", a boy with a ridiculous manbun said to a younger boy Dixxon knew was his brother. His brother shushed him to silence. "Today you will all start with the plain and simple title Boy", he said. "So why don't you introduce yourselves to the group?" He pointed to the dark-skinned boy. "Since you seem to like to talk so much, why don't you start?" "My name is Patrice", he said giving a little bow and showing a captivating smile. He was quite a tall guy for his young age with the kind of slender muscular build of a runner. His older cousin was a former campers and later became a chemist. Dixxon wasn't sure whether the cousin was now making more money with his pharmacy or from cooking up drugs for the gay community but he had been providing this camp with any chemical help needed for years. He somehow must have convinced the boys' parents to send their kid to his camp, obviously without them having any clue what would be going on here.. "Welcome to Camp Free Your Mind, Boy Patrice", Dixxon said and then nodded to the boy with the longish brown curls. "I'm Noah", the boy said waving a hand. He was much shorter than Patrice with no hair on his legs and arms yet which made him look especially young and boyish. He'd probably just started puberty. He came from an orphanage for boys that a former campers came to run Since then, Dixxon welcome another orphan every year, all teenage boys who had lost their parents and had no family to care for them. This one Dixxon found particularly attractive. Maybe Ryan would agree to adopt him if he had a successful run here at camp. If not they could always make him work the streets. Next up was a boy with bright red hair. This pale skin was covered with freckles that were to die for. "I'm Connor", he said. He was the grandson of the local sheriff who helped cover up this operation since Dixxon started this camp. As a reward grandpa got to join camp parties every year. A bisexual, he later got a daughter and now his grandson was just old enough to be registered for camp. Now that he was getting close to retirement, he was hoping he could train the boy to become the new sheriff. And that would include taking over grandpa's extracurricular activities. Another dark-skinned boy introduced himself as Jamal. His skin tone was lighter than that of Patrice and he was shorter too. Crazy dreadlocks made him stand out though. His family in the big city was entangled in some gang war the gang leader was in negotiations to settle the disputes with a rivalling gang. As a token of gratitude he was planning to give the boy to the rival gang leader as a slave boy. Apparently, that other gang leader had a ferocious appetite for young boy ass. The skinny Asian boy introducing himself next was called Cai. He was skinny and almost effeminate in his manners. His father owned several boy whore house in Thailand where some former campers were now serving paying customers. Daddy hoped to groom Cai to take over the business after his retirement. Daddy said when he registered his son: "If you wanna run a business you need to know it from the bottom to the top." Dixxon's guess was that at this moment the boy had no idea what kind of business his father run. The twins introduced themselves as Amir and Tariq. With their olive skin and jet black styled hair they were clearly of Arabic decent. And from the muscular slightly hairy calves Dixxon could guess they probably played soccer or lacrosse. They got registered for camp by their two uncles. Apparently they were jealous that their younger sister got married off to some successful businessman and with that achieved a lifestyle her brothers could only dream of. By turning their sister's sons into gay whores they were hoping to settle this score. Once the Arab community would learn of all the things the boys would eventually have done here at camp they would only be able to work the bathhouses of their home country as pleasure boys. "I'm Jesse", said the blonde jock type. He had his hair shaved around his ears and in the neck and the rest of his longer hair was tied into that silly bun just at the spot where older guys started to get bald. At least that bun would serve to holding him steady while fucking him. Dixxon was worried though, that the boy was the oldest in the group and maybe too old to break. The jock put his hand on the shoulder of the smaller boy next to him. "And this is my younger brother Alec". The skinny boy had short ash blonde hair and was wearing nerdy glasses which made a stark contrast to his brother's more developed physique. There was no great scheme. Their parents simply wanted the boys to have a great summer and therefore wanted to send them to a summer camp as they did every year. It was their uncle's new boyfriend who suggested this camp. He was a camper here some ten years ago. Of course, the parents had no fucking clue what was waiting for the boys at this camp. Dixxon's guess was that uncle and boyfriend just wanted to fuck these boys and that's why they sent them here. "Welcome Boy Jesse and Boy Alec", Dixxon said turning his attention to a brown haired boy next. That boy seemed to have a permanent smirk on his face and his clothes alone showed Dixxon that he came from a rich family. His haircut probably cost 500 bucks and Dixxon had never seen teeth so white. "I'm William Sterling the third", he said, "but you can call me Ster." Dixxon couldn't wait to "ster" this pretty boy's shit. He was the youngest son of a self-made billionaire and CEO. Now that the boy had started to hit puberty, his dad was hoping to bring him into the business -- not as an associate but by offering him to his business partners to celebrate successful business deals Next one to introduce himself was a boy with a beautiful cinnamon complexion. He name was Leon and Dixxon suddenly remembered why he loved Latin boys so much. This one had been an alter boy at his Latin community basically all his life. With puberty now starting his church sent him here to get trained for the services he would soon have to perform for the priest. In Dixxon's experience, priests were always the biggest perverts. Last in the group to tell the others his name was the most muscular boy. He had a square face, a thick neck and looked as if his nose had been broken more than once. He called himself Dimitri and Dixxon looked forward to turning that muscled beast into a piggy whore. He knew that the boy's family owed some protection money to the Russian mafia. Since they weren't able to cough up the money they had to give one of their sons to the mafia instead. Not sure why the mafia then sent the boy here. The boy would have made a good mobster. Maybe the mafia was trying to totally crush his parents when they learn that their Russian boy had become a gay cock whore. "Welcome Boy Dimitri", Dixxon welcomed him and then addressed the group as a whole. "Well, your first task will be to get you into camp gear. Sir Maddox will take you to the locker room where each of you will find a bag with the clothes for today. Please put on everything you find in your bag and leave all your other belongings in the locker room where they will be locked up for the rest of your stay with us." Maddox started moving the group to a small cabin while Dixxon made clear: "It is important that you come back wearing only what you find in your bag. Understood?" The boys nodded as Maddox moved the group to a small cabin opposite the main cabin. While the boys were entering the hut, Dixxon took out his phone and connected it to the hidden camera inside the cabin. After a few seconds he could see the benches where they had places bags with the boys' names on them. The boys started looking for their bags and took out the clothes. Ryan and Maddox had made sure that all items where the right sizes for the boys. Maddox closed the door to give the boys some privacy and came running back to Dixxon. Together with Ryan and Luiz he tried to steal a glance at what could be seen on the phone display. Ryan gave his husband a kiss and Dixxon allowed himself to lean into the stubble of his beard and brush his lips with his tongue. "So I don't get a kiss?", Maddox complained. "No, but I will fuck you later," said Dixxon before turning his attention back to what was going on in the locker room. "Now, let's see what we will be working with this year." *** Alec found his bag on one of the benches in the middle of the room. He didn't feel comfortable with having to change in front of the other boys. Most of them were a bit older than him, he guessed, and he didn't feel very comfortable with his own body since it had started changing. The others didn't seem to have that problem since they stripped down to their underwear quickly. Alec opened his bag and found a pair of sneakers, a pair of short sock, shorts and a button shirt in a boy scout style inside. He took everything out when he heard someone complaining: "Fuck, why are these so short?" One of the twin boys was trying to get into his camp shorts but had troubles stuffing all his underwear in. "My underwear is sticking out everywhere", he said. His twin brother started pulling on the backside of his shorts as if that would somehow make them longer. "Mine too". Alec wondered why these shorts were cut so short. They only seemed to cover the butt, not the legs. He too would have trouble stuffing his shorts in. He looked back inside his bag. Maybe they were given new underwear. Hadn't the camp master said they'd get everything they needed? Jesse pulled up his shorts, stuffing his underwear inside: "Hurry up, Alec. You shouldn't be to last one to be ready." Jesse already had a little bit of chest hair between his pecs and Alec wasn't sure whether he was jealous of that or freaked out by it. He noticed the boy with the longish brown curls giving him a smile while he was getting into his shirt. Alec noted that that boy, Noah, didn't have a much better body than himself. He was skinny too with hardly any muscles. Yet he didn't seem of feel any shame having to change with the other boys. Alec to a deep breath and quick stripped down to his shorts. He grabbed the camp shorts from his bag and suddenly wondered: "Jesse, didn't they say we should just wear what's in the bags?" Jesse said buttoning up his shorts: "But there was no new underwear in the bags, bro. Just get dressed and don't be stupid." Alec noticed the redhead Connor looking at him: "Do you think they want us to go commando?" Some of the other boys laughed. That boy with the fancy name, Sterling, shrugged: "I don't mind." He let his boxer briefs drop to the floor showing everybody his penis. Alec couldn't help but staring. Sterling already had an unmistakable patch of trimmed brown cubic hair around his weenie. Jesse had told him not to call it a weenie anymore. It's call dick or cock or pisser, he had said. But Alec couldn't get himself to even call it prick. Sterling didn't seem to mind being naked. He took his time putting on his camp short, then buttoned up his shirt and gave Alec a wink before he left the cabin. Alec blushed. Asian boy Cai scratched his neck: "Maybe they do want us to go commando." He quickly put a finger under his slip and pull it down. Alec had to suppress a gasp as Cai revealed a very meaty shlong half the size of his leg. He watched as Cai had trouble stuffing his weenie in his shorts without having the tip sticking out at the leg. Alec turned around quickly so no one could see the heat in his face. He started thinking. He didn't want to get naked here but he also didn't want to get into trouble for doing anything wrong. The camp master had said to put only what was in the back. He took another deep breath and got out of his underwear and into the shorts faster than a lightning ray. "Little bro is getting naked," Jesse teased. "What are you doing?" Alec could feel his cheeks burning. He quickly put on the rest of his clothes and without looking at his older brother he left the cabin. Dixxon quickly put the phone way when the locker room door opened and Sterling came out. He only got to see Sterling's and Cai's cocks before Sterling came out but he didn't dare having the video feed run any longer. He didn't want the boys seeing them looking at a screen together. This early in the game it was best not to cause any suspicion. It would be horrible if the boys found any of the cameras they had installed everywhere. He sent Maddox back to the boys which were now coming out one by one. Once everybody was outside, Maddox herded the group back to where he was waiting with Ryan and Luiz. Now all in their uniform, the boys showed much more skin than before. Dixxon had made sure that the camp shorts weren't much longer than hot pants and they basically only covered the boys asses. They looked even shorter on boys with long, well defined legs as Amir's and Tariq's. It was also easy to see that some of the boys were still wearing their underwear as the fabrics was looking out under the shorts. Once everybody was back with him, he said: "Part of our philosophy here at Camp Free Your Mind is that we all follow instructions as a team. You were all given a specific task, which was to put on what clothes you found in the bags with your names on and to leave your clothes from home in the locker cabin. I can see that not all of you follow these instructions as you are still wearing some of the clothes you brought from home. " Dixxon tried to keep a stern look. "Boys Patrice, Jamal, Tariq and Jesse," he said addressing the boys whose underwear was clearly sticking out under the shorts. "Would you please take a step back as it is clear that you didn't follow instructions? "Maddow will now check whether the rest of you were able to complete an easy task." Dixxon gave Maddox a nod and the young camp assistant stepped forward and put a finger in Leon's pants, just at hip. Leon squirmed a bit but Maddox nodded back letting Dixxon know that the boy was not wearing any underwear. "Thank you, Boy Leon, good job. You may now step aside." Maddox checked the rest of the boys allowing Dixxon to sort them into those wearing and those not wearing underwear. He had already seen on this phone that Sterling and Cai had gone commando and was surprised that the only other boy to join them was the nerdy boy with glasses, Alec. Amir, Dimitri, Noah and Connor had been more successful in hiding their underwear under their shorts, yet no underwear escaped Maddox` long fingers. Dixxon asked them to join Patrice, Jamal, Tariq and Jesse "Actions have consequences," he explained to the boys who had kept their underwear on. "Now you can either correct your mistake or live with the consequences." "What does that mean?", the boy Jesse asked. "Let me explain. Next on our agenda for today is to put you together in pairs, what we call the selection of your Partner in Crime. While you are at camp, you will do all your activities and games with you partner in crime and you will also be sleeping in tents together." Dixxon walked over to Cai, Alex, Leon and Sterling and overheard Tariq whisper to Amir: "We'll be partners in crime then, what do you say bro?" He hoped that wouldn't happen. "Now, the boys next to me," he said pointing to Cai, Alec, Leon and Sterling, " our Commando Boys, as their camp title will be from now on, they will now get to choose who they want to have as a their Partner in Crime for the next six weeks. You on the other hand", he said to the other boys, " you can do noticing but be chosen." Some of the underwear boys squinted at that. "You can however correct your mistake and joint this side of the team." "Like, should we go back and take our underwear off?", the boy Connor asked. "No, that opportunity is over. The choice you are given now is to keep your shorts and your underwear on. You won't get to select your partner in crime and your camp title will be Coward Boy. "Is he serious?", he heard Jamal say to Patrice but decided to ignore that comment for moment. "Or," he went on, "you take off you shorts and spend the rest of the day in your underwear, you seem attached to it after all. In that case you will keep the title "Boy" and will join this side of the team to select your partner in crime." Noah's chinned dropped and he had troubles not to laugh at that. "The choice is yours, Coward Boys!" "I don't mind running around in my underwear, but no one gets to call me a coward." The boy Patrice pulled down his shorts so quickly that he almost yanked off his ugly boxers too. He handed them to Maddox and joined the Commandos. The other boys stood around not sure what to do. Finally Connor pulled don't his short revealing purple boxer briefs. "Me neither", he declared. Dixxon smiled at that. The sheriff's grandson seemed to have some balls after all. Noah bit his lip and shyly started unbuttoning his shorts but Maddox stopped him. "Time is up, Coward Boys!" Dixxon declared. "Why?", Coward Boy Noah asked. "Well, obviously we need six boys to choose and six boys to be the bitches." "Did he just say `bitches'?", Coward Boy Tamir whispered to his brother. *** "Ok Commandos, time for you to choose your partner in crime for the next six weeks", the camp master announced. "Remember that your partner will be a vital part of you succeeding in the camp. So choose wisely who you think will complement you best with the task, challenges and games ahead." Alec was glad that he made the right decision at the locker room. He would have been mortified if he had had to take off his shorts here and run around in his underwear for the rest of the day like Connor and Patrice were force to do now. And he didn't want to be on the Coward's side either. Way too often had he been chosen last when teams were put together in P. E. He was happy that he got to choose his Partner in Crime instead. How awful would it have been, if he had to spend the next weeks with some boy he found totally gross? Now he could at least choose his brother. Better the devil you know. The camp master turned to Sterling. "Commando Sterling, since you were the first to come out of the locker room with your task completed you will get the privilege of getting to choose your Partner of Crime first." Alec couldn't help but notice that the camp master didn't look too happy that Sterling went first. Actually, he didn't like anything about the camp master. That man was at least ten years older than his dad. Not only the salt and pepper hair and the scruffy beard made him look rough and brutish, he had big brawny arms and hairy legs that looked more like trunks. It didn't help that he was wearing the same skimpy camp uniform Alec and the other boys had to wear. It showed much more than he wanted to see. Co-master Ryan was not much better. He had probably his Dad's age. But with the sunglasses and the engravved smile he looked like one of those older actors in the soap operas he mum watched. They were all styled up for Television but kindof looked past their prime. Worse than both of them was that fat, hairy cook Luiz. His shabby beaten face alone was enough to make Alec freak out. He wasn't sure he could anything that disgusting man would cook for them. He was smelly too, like cheese and old fat from the deep fryer. The only one who looked like a good hang to Alec was Maddox. As he was at camp for games and activities, Alec hoped he'd got to spend most of the time with him once this strange selection process was over. Sterling to a close look at the Cowards on offer. "I pick Jamal." The camp master looked surprised but only said: "It's Coward Jamal." "Right", Sterling repeated. "I pick Coward Jamal." The two boys greeted each other with a fist bump and moved aside. "Commando Cai, you came second in finishing your task," the camp master explained. "You get to choose your Partner in Crime next." Alex was getting a bit nervous. What he chose his brother. "Dimitri", Cai said apparently without having to think about it. "Sorry, Coward Dimitri", he add. Alec thought this was an odd choice. Why would a skinny Asian choose a Russian redneck? Dimitri didn't look to happy. At least Cai hadn't chosen his brother. Next up was Commando Leon who took a close look at the remaining Coward Boys Noah, Amir, Jesse and Tariq. Then he said: "I choose Coward Jesse." Alec felt disappointed that his brother had been snatched from him. They didn't always get along but in situations with many strangers he always felt saver with his bigger brother around. Now he wouldn't be able to do much with his brother during the next weeks. Jesse on the other hand seemed quite happy that he got rid of his younger brother. He gave Leon a fist bump and they smiled at each other as if they had known each other for ages. "Commando Alec, who do you pick?", the camp master said. There wasn't much choice now, Alec noted. Only Noah and the two Arab twins who were identical. The twins seemed to be jocks like his brother, which he didn't like. Noah was as skinny as he was and probably was much help in sports challenges. But he liked that Noah was his age while the twins seemed to be a bit older. Also he though Noah long curls were wild. "I pick Coward Noah," he finally said hoping that no one would think his decision racist. "Boy Patrice, you are next. Who do you choose?", the camp master asked while Noah walked over to Alec to greet him awkwardly. "I'm glad you chose me", Noah whispered into his hear and Alec felt his cheeks getting hot. "But there are only two boys left to choose from and they are identical twins." Alec heard Patrice complained. He tried to focus again on the selection of the Partners in Crime but Noah was standing so close to him that he could feel the heat of his body. "Well," the camp master said with a smirk to Patrice. "If you had completed your task fast you would have gotten to choose earlier." "Alright, alright," Patrice threw his hand up. "Tariq it is." "That leaves Coward Amir for Boy Connor", the camp master announced. "Hey", Connor complained. "I didn't get to choose at all!" "If you had decided to take your underwear off earlier as you were required or if you had dropped your shorts faster, you would have gotten to choose earlier. You can't complain about something that was your own fault, Coward Connor. The same goes for you, Coward Patrice." Alec noticed Patrice and Connor frowning while the camp master went on: "I hope that you will learn from our first task that when you take decisions fast you get to benefit from it and when you don't take decisions, decisions will be taken for you." Alec felt lucky to at least be paired with Noah. If he had to do without his bigger brother at least he got someone his age. Who knew, maybe he would make a new friend. *** Dixxon wasn't unhappy with the selection either. There were some promising pairings, like that slightly effeminate Asian boy with the big dick and the Russian redneck. Or Sterling and Jamal. He wasn't quite sure why a silverspoon-fed pretty boy would choose a black boy as his Partner in Crime but he hoped he would get Jamal to fuck the shit out of the rich kid pretty soon. It was also great that the brothers Jesse and Alec and the twins Tariq and Amir were split up. Getting a boy to have sex with another boy for the first time was hard enough work even without that boy being your own brother. He liked even more that the brothers and twins were disappointed that they couldn't stay together. What he didn't like was Alec being paired with Noah. Of course, the pretty nerd had to choose another pretty twink. He knew they both eventually be bottom sluts so he would have to think of some extra kinky assignments for them. Still he was pleased with himself. He got half the boys to either go commando or run around in their underwear. Next he would need to get the boys into a state of near constant horniness and get them to be comfortable being naked around each other.