Date: Mon, 19 Jul 2010 06:36:59 -0400 From: conislancio@gmail.com Subject: Camp Staff Memories: Chapter 7 This story contains fictional depictions of sexual encounters between teen age boys. If you are underage or offended by such material, or if it is illegal for you to view such material, please leave this web site now. This story is a fictional work. It is loosely based on some experiences I had in various different situations throughout my high school days, super-imposed within the framework of these fictional scenarios. All names, locations, and references have been changed, however, many of the situations did happen to me, or friends of mine, in one way or another. I hope you enjoy the story. I would love to hear feedback from any interested readers. Please feel free to email me at conislancio@gmail.com. All rights reserved. CAMP STAFF MEMORIES - CHAPTER 7 I slept fitfully all night and woke feeling unrested at the sound of my alarm clock. I threw my blanket off and sat upright, my adrenaline flaring after my alarm startled me. "Hey, Sambo," said Todd, "Nice morning wood, ya got there." I had forgotten I was naked and my raging morning hard-on was standing straight at attention. I quick grabbed my blanket and covered up. "Ah, fuck, don't worry about it," said Todd, "I always have a chubber in the morning, see?" He pulled off his blanket to reveal his hard cock. I think I let out an audible gasp when I saw it. It was the longest dick I'd ever seen. It had to be over 10 inches, probably 11. It was pointing straight up toward his chin, stiff as a board. Todd chuckled at my obvious surprise, "What's the matter, Sambo, never seen a boner before?" "I've never seen one that big," I replied. "Yeah, it serves me well," Todd said, stroking his cock a little. "It serves others well, too." We both laughed. "Don't feel bad, dude," he said, "Your's looks pretty nice, too. Man, I sure could use a blow job. I haven't busted a nut in about 3 days." "Well, I guess you'll just have to beat it yourself," I said. "Unless I can find someone around here to suck on it for me," "There aren't any girls on staff, Spaz." "So. Best blow job I ever had came from a guy. I bet there's at least one dude who likes to suck cock on this staff, in fact I'll wager there's more than one cock-sucker around here.." I must have looked surprised. "Oh don't be such a priss, Sambo. Yes, I'm bi. I've occasionally mixed it up with some hot dudes." "OK, no problem" I said, not knowing how to respond, "Want a smoke?" "Sure," he replied. We lit up and sat on our cots smoking while our dicks softened. Luca wasn't at breakfast when we got there. We got our coffee and sat with Tim, Mike and two other guys. Steve was the field sports director. He was 18 and going to college in the fall on a baseball scholarship. Scott was a program aide working in the Field Sports area with Steve. Scott was 16 and going to be a junior in high school, like me, but I actually though he looked younger than me. I thought he was very cute and had real sexy look about him - innocent, but definitely not. We chatted over scrambled eggs, sausage links, and cold toast. We were almost done eating when Luca finally came it. He grabbed some coffee and sat down at our table. Looking at me with a twinkle in his eye, he said, "Sorry I am late, I was on the phone with my father. What is the schedule this morning?" He directed this question to Mike. "Well, this morning I want to finish setting up the boat yard and put the bouys out in lake. Maybe you and Sam can work on that while Tim and I work on the swimming area. We need to fix the fence, repaint the buddy board, and clean out the tower." We finished up breakfast and headed down to the waterfront. "How'd you sleep last night, sexy," asked Luca once we were alone. "Pretty shitty, actually. However, I got to see Todd's hard dick this morning. It is fucking long - like has to be close to a foot." "Should I be jealous?" Luca joked. "Well, I don't know - he says he's bi and he needs a blow job." "Hmmm. Maybe I should offer," Luca continued to joke. We had a great time working together all morning. We talked more about school and home. I told him about my hometown and my family. He had a lot of questions about school and things. After a while, I thought I should make sure he knew everything before our relationship went further. "Luca," I said, "How old do you think I am?" "I do not know," he said, "I never really gave it a thought. You seem mature and fairly close to my age. It really does not matter to me. What are you? 17? 18?" "I'll be 16 on Saturday." "Really," he said matter-of-factly, "well, you are very mature. Age is a state of mind, not how many years you have been around." "Well, I'm glad it doesn't matter to you," I said, relieved. "Hey. Jeff says he thinks we will be done here Wednesday afternoon and we will have off then, until Sunday. What are your plans? I suppose you will be going home to celebrate your birthday with family?" "Well, I suppose I'll just go home. My parents are actually on vacation at the shore, so I was just going to hang out with my friends. What will you do? Do you need a place to go? You are welcome to come to my place and hang." "Actually, I have some place to go, but I have to leave Wednesday evening. I would like for you to come with me, if you can get away. We will not get back until Sunday. Maybe we can celebrate your birthday together since your family is away." "Where are you going?" "Well..." he paused and grinned, "I would like it to be a surprise. Can you trust me? I will take good care of you and guarantee you will have a great time. It will not cost you a cent. But we will need to leave Wed. at about 6:00. Do you think Chris would give us a ride into town?" "I'm sure he would, but what do you want to go to Rackston for? There's nothing there." "You will see. I will plan on you coming with me, then." I could not imagine where we would be going, but despite my repeated questioning, Luca would not give away any information. We finished putting the boat yard in order and went to lunch. Todd joined us, all sweaty and covered in hay. "What the hell were you doing?" I asked. "Fixing the fucking back stops for the range. They had all the bails in the wrong place." Luca found out that he needed to go with Jeff tonight to a council executive board meeting to be introduced. We sat for some training after lunch and then had the afternoon to work on program in our areas. Mike, Tim and I worked together down at the waterfront. Luca showered and put his uniform on to go with Jeff. I was a little disappointed that I would not get to take a shower with him today. Around 4:30 I walked down to the archery range to see if Todd was there. He was just finishing up. He said he had to take a box of things over to Steve at the sports field and then we could hit the showers before dinner. I tagged along. The sports field was up a hill behind the dinning hall. It was sort of cut off from the rest of the camp, with a long dirt road leading back from the main road, to a big, grassy open field surrounded by tall trees and woods. There was a small shed with a dining fly set up next to it. As we got closer, Todd pulled me off the road into the woods. "Shhh," he said, "follow me." I did, not knowing what he was about. I had kind of been day dreaming as we were walking and he shook me out of my trance. We crept through the trees and came up on the opposite side of the shed. It soon became apparent what Todd was up to. Steve was there at the picnic table, and he was naked. I could see his bare ass moving back and forth. Upon further observation, I realized that Scott was there as well and getting his ass pounded by Steve. Todd and I crouched down in the trees and watched.