Date: Tue, 14 Sep 2021 12:09:03 +0000 (UTC)
From: D M <d.m324@aol.com>
Subject: Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 4

Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 4

 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!

[previously] Ryan (18), a first-time counselor at Camp Hardwood, is
responsible for two brothers (9 & 13), who showed up a day early. Shortly
before bed on day 1, a chance encounter in the bathhouse led to Ryan
giving Alex (13) his first blowjob.

The morning horn for Camp Hardwood blew at precisely 7 a.m., waking up
camp counselor Ryan and Alex and Patrick, the two brothers in his cabin.

It took Ryan a second to get his bearings as he remembered where he was
and the events of the last day. He quickly remembered his and Alex's
late-night fun when he saw the 13-year-old's abandoned boxers on the
ground by his bed.

Even though he had blown two enormous loads the day before, early
mornings tend to have a universal effect on teen boys, and Ryan's dick
was rock hard with morning wood. He thought about trying to hide it, but
realized that, with the rest of his cabin arriving today, he was going to
have to dial it back for at least a few days, so he might as well take
advantage while he could.

He got out of bed, didn't bother to dress or cover himself, and rounded
the corner into the main cabin. "Morning boys," he said cheerfully.
"Time to get up!"

His 7-inch cut cock protruded straight forward in front of him, but he
acted like it wasn't there. Patrick, the younger brother, was wide awake
and bounced right out of bed. He still had on his tighty whiteys, but
based on the small but distinct bulge in the front, he was also suffering
from the same condition as Ryan.

"Hi Counselor Ryan!" He said enthusiastically. "I'm so excited for
camp to start today!"

Ryan chuckled at his young friend's infectious cheerfulness. This kid
was a joy to have around, and he was a little sad he wouldn't be in his
bunk all year.

Alex was slower to rise, yawning big and rolling over. When he did swing
his legs out of bed, his shockingly-large member popped out of his sheets
and pointed straight at the bunk above him. He clearly had forgotten that
he went to sleep without his boxers last night and looked a little
embarrassed, so Ryan smiled at him and winked.

"Morning, Ryan," Alex said, still a little sleepily. He walked to the
counselor section without a word and picked up his boxers, slipping them
on.

Ryan knew that families and staff would be arriving all morning, so he
decided to play it safe and slipped on a pair of gym shorts for the walk
to the bathhouse. He led Alex and Patrick, who also put on shorts and
grabbed their towel, on the short walk from the cabin to the bathhouse.

As they walked down, Camp Director Mike saw them and waved. He was in
full, pristine "meet the parents mode," no sweaty bare chest this time.

"Morning, boys," he said cheerfully. "Hope waking up wasn't too hard
this morning." He laughed, and winked at Alex. Alex blushed. While
Ryan's morning wood had deflated to a manageable (and hideable) state,
Alex's shorts still had a noticeable tent. Either he was still pretty
hard or his dick was just that big -- probably both -- but it wasn't
difficult to spot.

Unlike yesterday, the showers were uneventful and the boys walked down to
breakfast. There, a tall, athletic-looking red-haired boy came straight
up to Ryan and extended his hand. "Hey, man, I don't know if you
remember me from a couple years ago, but I'm Matt. Looks like we're
co-counselors."

Ryan didn't recognize him at first, but the name rung a bell: Matt was
19 years old, one year ahead of him at camp when they were both campers.
While Ryan was slight and built like a runner, Matt was built more like a
baseball player, with broad shoulders and a more muscular build, as well
as a juicy bubble butt. Clearly the last throes of puberty had been kind
to him as he looked every bit the All-American boy next door.

Because they weren't the same age, they never shared a cabin, but Ryan
remembered Matt as popular and well-liked among the boys. Despite his
outward appearance as a straight, conventionally handsome jock, Ryan
remembered rumors from years back that a bit part of Matt's popularity
was his willingness to please his bunkmates -- and, well, anyone who
asked -- with his mouth. At Camp Hardwood, no one ever used terms like
"gay" or "bi" to describe guys like that; it was just innocent guy
fun. Ryan wondered if the rumors were true, and if he had kept up his
practices in the years since.

"Great to meet you," Ryan said. "This is Alex; he arrived early
yesterday and he'll be in our cabin this year." He pointed to Alex, and
then Patrick. "This is his brother Patrick; he's a 9er."

"Nice to meet you," the boys said politely.

Matt smiled at Patrick. "My buddy Jeff is one of the counselors for the
9ers, actually," he said. "He's awesome; you're lucky." Patrick
looked pleased. Matt clearly got along well with anyone.

The rest of the morning, Matt and Ryan were swept up in the chaos of
directing arriving campers and their families. They seemed to work well
together, as Matt was friendly and easygoing, a favorite of the parents,
while Ryan was organized and thoughtful. Ryan was looking forward to
their bunk.

Before they knew it, it was 2pm and the 13er boys were assembled in their
cabin with their new counselors. The 12 boys in the cabin seemed like a
friendly lot; about half were first-time campers and the rest were
returning. No one seemed to be much of a bully or tease, and the few boys
who seemed shier still got on well with the group. Alex chatted with his
new bunkmate, Daniel, a skinny blond boy who seemed to like reading and
nature as much as he did. It was nice to see him coming out of his shell.
First on the schedule was the swim test, to make sure all the boys at the
camp could navigate the lake safely (or take swim lessons from the staff
lifeguards if not).

"Alright, guys; everybody change for swim test," Matt announced in his
best camp-counselor voice. "Be ready outside in 5."

The boys dug into duffel bags and backpacks to find their swimwear. A few
of the returners had showed up wearing swimsuits, knowing that the first
day always contained a swim test. Ryan was sad to not get a chance to
watch them change, but he realized that he'd see them in the showers
anyway shortly. There was too much chaos in the cabin to see much anyway,
but he paid close attention to who was modest about changing and who
seemed to enjoy showing off. There was a normal range in comfort levels,
bookended by Nico, a smaller boy who changed under a towel (poor kid
probably didn't have a single pube yet), and Eddie, a confident jokester
who stripped naked, whirled his unit around in a circle, and announced
"Helicopter dick!" to no one in particular. He had a small patch of
dirty blond pubic hair and a cut cock that seemed perfectly average for
his age.

Matt laughed, and said "Hurry up, boys! There will be plenty of time to
mess around later." Even Ryan was surprised by Eddie's confidence, but
then he pulled on a skin-tight jammer swimsuit, making it clear that he
was on a swim team in school. That explains it, Ryan thought. Swimmers as
a group were always very comfortable with nudity.

The group laughed and joked as they ran down to the docks, with Matt and
Ryan following behind. They watched the swim tests from a distance,
sitting on some large rocks and chatting aimlessly about their college
plans, sports, and whatnot.  Then Matt stood up and announced he needed
to take a leak.

The two counselors were sitting only a few yards away from a convenient
patch of trees, and Ryan assumed Matt would walk over to them. Instead,
the tall redhead merely stood, pulled down the waistband of his gym
shorts, and began pissing in the general direction of the greenery
without moving. He had to know that his cock was fully visible to Ryan,
but he kept up the conversation as if it were totally normal.

Matt's cock was circumcised like Ryan's but shorter, although not
small, and even flaccid it was shockingly thick. Without even seeing it
hard, Ryan could tell girth was on this guy's side. Hanging below his
shaft were two meaty dangling balls, hanging lower than most guys his age
in the warm sun. Ryan had no idea if Matt was a fire crotch, because
everything below his waist was shaved smooth. He wondered if that was
just Matt's routine, or if he'd shaved specially to be ready for some
camp action.

Ryan realized he was staring, and to cover it, announced he had to pee
too. He stood next to Matt and pulled out his cock, matching his
co-counselor side by side. They playfully danced their streams around,
crossing once or twice, before running out.

"Nice one," Matt chuckled. It was hard to tell, but it looked like his
cock was a bit fuller than when he started. Ryan was moments away from
popping a semi but managed to keep it contained until he shoved his
package away.

By that time, the swim tests were over and the campers were assembling on
the docks. Because the bathhouse was close, Matt and Ryan decided to take
them there first to shower before returning to the cabin. Sadly, Ryan
realized that they had no excuse to join their campers in the shower, but
he looked forward to `supervising' nevertheless.

When they arrived at the shower area, the new campers (except Alex) all
hesitated. They clearly didn't know if this was a `suit on' or `suit
off' shower and wanted to see what the returners would do first. The
returning campers knew the drill and stripped down, picking their
favorite shower heads and getting to work with the soap dispensers. The
new campers quickly followed suit, and Ryan got his first glimpse of all
12 campers fully nude.

As can be expected with any group of 13-year-olds, there was a wide range
in size and development among the group. Alex, Ryan noted with a touch of
pride, was the largest by quite some margin, dwarfing even the boys who
had him beat in height and hair growth. Ryan was worried that the other
boys would make jokes about it and send Alex back into his shell, but
they were too preoccupied with talk of their favorite baseball players
and what was on the dinner menu.

A few boys had what looked like full bushes; only 1 or 2 had only a few
hairs. It looked as if about half were circumcised and half not. Based on
this group, a few of the old-fashioned racial stereotypes were busted, as
Cameron, a boy of Asian descent, was the next largest in the group after
Alex, and Gregory, a black boy, was one of the smallest. Over the course
of the shower, most of the boys were trying to sneakily size one another
up, taking glances at nearby crotches and trying to hide their curiosity,
but to Ryan and Matt watching, it was obvious. Ryan looked over at his
co-counselor, who was watching just as intently as he was with an easy
smile on his face. Probably remembering his own time as a 13er.

Toward the end of the shower, one of the boys exclaimed, "Eddie's got a
boner!" In fact, Eddie did -- his soapy prick had risen to its modest,
but respectable 4 inches in the process of washing. Ryan wondered if he
should intervene and stop any potential bullying, but Eddie quickly spoke
up for himself.

"So," he said defiantly. "Who cares! Literally all of us get boners
all the time." He pulsed his dick up and down a few times, as if to
prove his own point.

Matt looked over at Ryan with a silent look of: let's see how this plays
out. For a moment, no one knew what to say, then Tommy, another jokester,
said "True that!" and waggled his own dick, although his was flaccid,
in solidarity. The group started to laugh and resumed rinsing off.

"Glad that didn't get ugly," Matt remarked to Ryan under his breath.
"The sooner these kids can learn to love their own dicks, the easier
it'll be for us."

Ryan nodded in agreement, and Matt laughed and grabbed his own crotch
playfully. "I know mine would be rock hard if I was in there right
now!"

Ryan looked around to see if any of the campers caught his comment, but
with 12 showers running, none did. "Yeah, same," he agreed, relieved
his co-counselor was so easygoing and cool.

A few minutes later, they herded the boys back to the cabin to dress for
dinner, then sent them barreling down the hill to the dining hall. The
starving 13ers were ready for a huge meal, and Matt and Ryan strolled
behind, trying to act mature.

"Did you see the hog on that kid Alex in the showers?" Matt remarked
once the campers were out of earshot. "Kid's 13 years old and he's got
a porn star dick already!"

Ryan laughed and nodded in agreement. He decided Matt could be trusted to
know a little more. "I saw it hard in the shower yesterday, actually.
It's damn near 8 inches long! Crazy."

Matt's eyes widened and it seemed clear he wasn't hungry for just food.
"Damn, that's nuts. I wish I'd seen that," he said.

"Well, it's still only day 1," Ryan commented. "Just you wait."

End of Chapter 4