Date: Mon, 13 Sep 2021 18:32:02 +0000 (UTC)
From: D M <d.m324@aol.com>
Subject: Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 2

This story is a work of fiction and depicts graphic sexual content. Any
resemblance to real individuals or places is purely coincidental. Comments
and feedback welcome!

Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 2

[previously] New camp counselor Ryan (18) is tasked with watching a pair
of brothers (9 & 13) who arrived early at Camp Hardwood. They went
swimming in the lake, and now it's time to shower before dinner.

Ryan led Alex and Patrick to the wooden bathhouse where the campers
showered. The "building" wasn't really a building at all, just a few
wooden walls and a canopy that overhang the bathroom and changing area in
case it rained.

There was a long urinal trough against one wall of the entrance opposite
a number of bathroom stalls, and a changing area with wooden benches.
Ryan remembered from past years that you could actually see straight into
the bathroom from outside, and if you were walking by at the right time,
you could get a full view of whatever camper or counselor was taking a
piss in the trough. Not that it was used much- Camp Hardwood being boys
only and located deep in the woods of Maine meant that pretty much any
tree, bush, patch of grass, or body of water was fair game for a piss.

The changing area transitioned directly into the shower area -- a ring of
15 shower heads lined each side of the wooden enclosure pointed toward a
central drain. During the camp's normal hours, there would be crowds of
boys filtering in and out, horsing around naked as one group showered and
the other waited. Ryan heard rumors that the counselors would even drink
beers in the shower when it was their turn late at night, and he was
excited to see what it was like in his first year as a counselor.

Ryan led the way into the changing area and dropped his towel on a bench.
Without waiting for permission, Patrick shucked off his wet swimsuit and
danced into the shower room, picking a head in the middle of the opposite
wall. His tight bubble butt and tiny pre-pubescent dick were bright white
under his tanlines, and he clearly didn't mind being naked in front of
either Ryan or his brother.

Alex didn't move, and looked at Ryan silently as if to ask for
instructions. Ryan figured it would be best to lead by example, so he
simply smiled and said, "Shower time."

Ryan dropped his suit and walked into the shower, deliberately picking
the head right next to Patrick's even though he had about a dozen
farther-away options. Seeing Patrick darting around naked started sending
blood to his overactive teen cock, but he wanted to make sure Alex was
comfortable and focused intently on staying (mostly) soft rather than
letting an erection emerge.

Alex waited another moment or two, as if to decide what to do, and then
finally untied his bathing suit and walked in. Ryan was shocked by what
he saw.

Alex was only about 5 foot 4 and totally hairless except for a few wispy
armpit hairs, but puberty had clearly hit him in one spot in particular.
Hanging between his legs was the cock of a full-grown man. It was long,
brown, and wreathed by a sizeable patch of dark public hair that curled
around the base of his shaft. Even his balls were hanging pretty low for
a 13-year-old. Uncut like his brother, his foreskin covered almost his
entire head, except for a small part of the tip. Ryan guessed that it was
probably 5 inches soft. He wondered if maybe Alex was semi-erect or had a
boner that pointed downward, but the way it hung loose and limp as he
walked made it clear that he was flaccid -- just ridiculously endowed.
Ryan, who at 7 inches hard was fairly hung himself, wondered if perhaps
this camper, 5 years his junior, was even bigger than him.

Alex picked a shower head two heads down from his brother, clearly
choosing carefully so he wouldn't be too far, but wouldn't be too
close. He looked over and caught Ryan staring openly at his crotch and
blushed, almost as if to apologize for his size. Patrick, who was
chattering away about his favorite sports activities, didn't seem to
notice or comment on his brother's prodigious size. He either didn't
realize that wasn't normal, or he'd seen it so many times he didn't
care.

Ryan decided to jump into the conversation to distract himself before his
imagination got the better of him. "Alex, what are you looking forward
to most about camp?" he asked.

Alex looked up from his washing and hesitated. "Uhhh... I don't know. I
think it'll be pretty cool to meet the guys in our group, I guess."

Ryan smiled. "I'm excited to meet them too!" What he didn't say was
that Alex, with his third leg, would surely be admired and envied by his
camp buddies. He wondered if Alex's excitement also came from the
possibility of fooling around with his bunkmates, or if his interest was
purely innocent.

Alex looked over at Patrick, who was vigorously washing his foreskin. The
action had clearly excited him and his little dick had gotten rock hard,
3 inches of steel curving upward and ending in a bright pink head. Alex
looked annoyed and embarrassed.

"Pat, you don't have to wash it that much," he said quietly, almost as
if he didn't want me to hear.

Patrick fired right back. "Dad said we're supposed to wash our
foreskins in the shower so they don't get infected. I'm just doing what
I'm told!"

"Yeah, but you don't want to... never mind," Alex said, too shy to
point out the obvious. He was clearly trying to make his brother realize
that brazenly getting a full boner in a group shower wasn't standard
behavior, but he didn't want to say it outright.

Ryan decided to step in. "It's okay, Alex. He's right. Patrick --
you're going to be showering with a lot of boys your age, some of whom
will have foreskins and some of whom won't. If you get excited when
you're washing, that's totally normal."

Patrick looked over at Ryan's crotch. "You don't have a foreskin,
right?"

Ryan looked down and this time, he was the embarrassed one. Caught up in
the moment, he had lost some self-control and his cock had started to
rise. It was still far from full mast but had lifted outward and
lengthened into a prominent semi. Then he realized that, because he was
the counselor, he could set the standard for what was and wasn't normal,
and if he just embraced it, they wouldn't second-guess him.

"Yeah, I'm cut," he replied. "It doesn't make a huge difference
either way, just that my dick head isn't covered whether I'm soft or
hard."

Alex was watching the whole interaction, transfixed. It was hard to tell
in the hot water, but it looked like his dick was starting to lengthen as
well.

Patrick's innocent curiosity continued. "What about the hairs? When
will I grow those?"
Ryan laughed. "Everyone grows pubes at different times. I think I
started to get my first ones when I was 11 or 12. Some guys Alex's age
have a full bush, like he does, but others won't have any until high
school."

Patrick turned to his older brother and smiled mischievously. "Alex's
dick is HUGE! I hope mine is like his some day."

Ryan looked over at Alex, who'd turned bright red, and smiled
reassuringly. The two older boys knew that this was a bold topic of
conversation, but Patrick didn't know any better. Ryan decided he would
try to make Alex feel more comfortable with the subject matter too, and
took on a teacherly tone.

"Well, because you're brothers, you'll probably be similar," he said,
"but boys are all different sizes and that's totally normal. Based on
what I can see, Alex has a pretty big unit, and he might not even be done
growing. But your size can also change based on how you grow from soft to
hard -- some boys are `showers,' meaning they're bigger soft, and
others are `growers,' meaning they get much bigger hard."

Patrick was fascinated. "What are you? A shower or a grower?"

Ryan looked down at his semi-hard cock and decided to commit. He took a
handful of soap and in two strokes, brought his penis up to its full 7
inches, arrow-straight with a slight upward angle. Both Alex and Patrick
were transfixed by the demonstration.

"I'm kinda in between," he said. "If you look at my cock when it's
flaccid, and when it's hard, it's pretty proportional."

Patrick turned to Alex. "What about you?"

Alex was distinctly semi-hard now, with his cock head starting to poke
out from under his foreskin. He looked over at Ryan, silently asking for
guidance on how to answer. Ryan smiled encouragingly, letting him know it
was okay.

Alex looked down at his growing member. "I'm... not sure," he said.
"Hang on."

He gripped his cock firmly and slid his foreskin forward and back a few
times. In a flash, his semi became a full-blown boner, curving upward
toward his belly button like his brother's did, but much bigger. It
looked almost comically huge, as if someone had photoshopped a porn
star's package onto his body. Even from five feet away, Ryan could tell
it was bigger than his.

Ryan was rock hard and quivering with excitement, but he kept up his act
of playing sex ed teacher. "I think I'd call that a grower, probably,"
he said. "Wow, Alex, you're a lucky boy!" he couldn't help but add.

Alex smiled and relaxed. For the first time, he seemed proud of his
enormous penis and not embarrassed by it. At this point, all three boys
were fully hard, and the act of washing had turned into absent-mindedly
stroking. Even Patrick, who surely couldn't cum yet, was pulling his
foreskin up and down.

"The guys in gym class sometimes tease me about it," Alex said. "I
almost wish it wasn't this big."

Ryan laughed. "In a few years, you're going to feel the exact
opposite," he said.

Despite being the youngest, Patrick was the boldest. "Who's bigger --
you or counselor Ryan?" He asked his brother.

Alex looked over at Ryan and seemed to try to eyeball a measurement from
three showers away. Ryan decided to take a more practical route. He
walked out of his shower and over to Alex so their cocks pointed at one
another. Alex moved closer so they were next to each other, but his
upward curve made a comparison tricky. Almost without thinking, he
lowered his cock with one hand and grabbed Ryan's with the other to line
them up. As soon as he realized what he did, he looked at Ryan, scared,
but Ryan smiled and quietly said, "it's okay."

Lined up next to each other, it was clear Alex had about half an inch on
the older boy. "That's impressive," Ryan said. "You're bigger than
most grown-ups and you might not be done growing yet."

Alex looked proud of himself. Patrick leaned in so his face was only
inches from the two big teen cocks. He studied them carefully. Ryan and
Alex separated and both grabbed his own cock, almost like they couldn't
help but take care of business.

Patrick wasn't done asking questions. "What's that stuff?" He asked,
pointing to Ryan's cockhead. In the excitement of comparing, a trail of
precum had started to slide out of his slit. Before Ryan could say
anything, he reached out and pulled off a few drops with his finger.
Ryan's cock jumped and he nearly exploded right then: He wasn't used to
anyone besides himself touching his cock with any regularity, and now two
boys had done it in the last 30 seconds.

He tried to recover quickly. "That's called precum," he explained.
"It sometimes drips out of your penis before you climax and white stuff
called cum or jizz comes out."

Patrick puffed up, indignant. "I know what cum is," he said, wanting to
seem mature. "I share a room with Alex and he makes himself cum all the
time."

Alex blushed again, but by this point, he was a bit more relaxed.
"Yeah... sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do, you know?" He looked
at Ryan for approval, as if to say, this is what big boys do.
Ryan nodded. "Definitely. How much do you jerk off, Alex?"

Alex thought for a moment. "Usually like... 3, maybe 4 times a day?"
Clearly puberty was hitting him hard in more than just his size.

Ryan nodded sagely, trying to appear wise. "Well, at camp, it can
sometimes be harder to find time to take care of business. So when you do
get the chance to cum, you should take it."

Alex paused his stroking, finally realizing where this was headed. "Is
it... okay if I do it now?" He asked.

Ryan smiled. "Yeah, as long as you don't mind if I do it too," he
joked. "I've been dying to cum since I got here."

Alex looked relieved. "Yeah, same. Okay, here goes."

The two older boys turned their focus on their own cocks. Patrick looked
from one to the other like a tennis match. The younger, more hung of the
two got their first, showering the floor and drain with a spray of cum.
Ryan wasn't far behind, his cum falling in thick ropes onto the ground.
Patrick looked delighted.

"That was so cool!" he said. "I can't wait `til I can do that some
day."

The boys shared a quiet moment as their cocks deflated, but their quiet
was quickly interrupted.

"Knock, knock," Director Mike said as he peeked his head around the
edge of the changing area. Ryan gasped -- how long had he been there?
What had he seen? But the director didn't seem angry or concerned; in
fact, he had a big grin on his face and a bulge in his shorts.

"It's almost time for dinner, so get dried off and changed," said
Director Mike. "See you at the dining hall in 5."

"Yes sir!" Patrick responded eagerly, making Alex, Ryan, and the
director all laugh.

As he started to turn, Director Mike paused. "Also, make sure all your
cum is washed down the drain before you leave," he said. "We just
washed the shower room yesterday. See you at dinner!" He smiled and
walked away.

End of Chapter 2