Date: Sun, 25 Jul 2010 12:15:55 -0400 From: conislancio@gmail.com Subject: Camp Staff Memories: Chapter 8 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 8 "Oh, fuck me," panted Scott, "that is so fucking good, Steve. Your dick feel so good in my ass." I could see Steve's cock moving in and out of Scott's ass as he lay bent over the picnic table. "Yeah, you fuckin' hot slut ass," said Steve, "Yeah, bro, take that cock." Todd was rubbing his own crotch now. He turned and whispered, "This is fucking hot." "Yeah," was all I could say. We watched the two of them cum. Todd crept right up to the side of the shed and quietly placed the box there. We retreated through the trees, laughing. They would be very confused as to how the box got there. "Dude, that was so fuckin' hot," Todd said on our way back, "That Scott has got one sweet ass." "Have you ever fucked a guy?" I asked. "Yeah," he said, "A few times. Why, you want to try it?" I must have looked completely terrified. He laughed loudly and said, "I'm just kidding, Sambo. Settle down." We got our things and went to the showers. I was really nervous. I almost made some excuse not to take a shower, but I needed to get clean. Todd was so forward and open about his sexuality, I was afraid I would get a boner just looking at him. In fact, I knew I would. We went into the roofless shower house again. Todd seemed to be out of his clothes in record time. He stood next to me completely naked and not at all inhibited. "Come on, Sambo, get out of those clothes. What are you waiting for." "I am, hold on." But he didn't. "Let me help you." He walked up to me and placed his hands on my sides, looking me square in the eyes and grinning from ear to ear, like he was enjoying my level of discomfort. He ran his hands up my sides, pushing my arms over my head. He then took the base of my shirt and lifted it up over my head and off. Putting it down on the bench, he ran a hand over my chest and looked at it, saying softly, "Nice. You're a hot little number, there, Sambo" Next he unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. I stepped back and took them off myself, trying to turn and hide my erect cock which was a sure indication of how much I enjoyed Todd's advances. Todd chuckled to himself, picked up his soap and shampoo and headed to the shower room. I caught my breath, then picked up my things and followed him. I almost took a shower across from Todd, but in a last moment of courage, changed my mind and took the one right next to him. We didn't speak as we both poured shampoo into our hands and scrubbed our hair. We faced each other and watched each other wordlessly. I looked down at Todd's smooth, slim body and his long semi erect cock dangling in front of him. I looked humungous. He was looking at me, roving up and down with his eyes from my face to my fully erect cock. We rinsed our hair out at the same time. Todd pick up his body wash, squeezed some into his palm and rubbed it between his two hands. Then he moved over to me and started washing my body. He rubbed me gently all over my chest, under my arms, my stomach, my arms, my back. The he moved behind me and I felt his long cock press into my ass crack as he wrapped his arms around me and moved his hands down below my navel. I moaned as he soaped up my hard cock and rubbed my balls, cleaning all over with great care. His hands worked between my legs and and worked around to the back where he slid them up and down my ass crack. Finally he bent down and washed my legs, one at a time. He continued to run his hands all over my legs, stomach, thighs, and ass, as the water washed away the soap suds. Continuing to rub me all over, he gently knelt in front of me as the water cascaded over me. He stared intensely at my erection as his face seemed to move in slow motion toward my swollen cock. I shuddered as his lips touched the head and he took a small amount into his mouth. I felt his tongue move over the tip of my cock and then he slowly engulfed my dick in his hot mouth until I felt the tip of my cock press against the back of his throat. The sensation of his warm mouth sent tingling chills through my body. He had an amazing talent for giving head as he sucked and simultaneously swirling his tongue around the tip, driving me wild every time. Todd had his eyes closed and worked me over as if he were partaking of a five-course gourmet meal. I was so horny to begin with, it did not take long before my climax erupted full force into Todd's mouth. He never skipped a beat, but continued to suck, lick, and swallow every last drop of cum that came out of me. My knees were weak with the intensity of my orgasm. Todd smiled up at me and as I looked down at him, I noticed that he had also shot a load onto the shower floor. "Holy fuck, Spaze," I said, "That was the most amazing blow job ever." "Thanks," he replied, smiling, "So I've been told. Dude, your cock is amazing. Anytime you want a repeat performance, let me know. Maybe someday you'll want to try mine." He shook his softening, but still huge, cock. "Yeah, OK, maybe," I did not know what else to say. My tent mate had just given me the most amazing blow job in the world and had told me he was dying to have me suck his dick, which, incidentally, was extremely nice. This was going to be an amazing summer. Todd and I finished our shower by smoking a cigarette while standing in the running water. We laughed and talked and I felt perfectly at home in the afterglow of my amazing orgasm. I marveled at how confident Todd was with himself and his comfort level at being naked and totally exposed to me. I was pretty sure that not too many people knew of Todd's penchant for sucking cock. I was also sure it was more than something he just did occasionally. The things he did with his mouth can only come from a lot of practice. And, although I've never experienced it, I'm pretty sure it is a difficult feat to suck a dick through an orgasm and not spill a drop of cum. As Todd finished rinsing off and turned his back to me, I checked out his tiny, but firm ass. The lobes barely came together and each one had a nice dimple on the side. Todd bent over to pick up his things, taking an unusually long time, and giving me a view of his hole, which was completely smooth and looked quite edible. I moved over and ran my hand over his right lobe and then over his pucker. I heard him moan softly as my hand brushed over his hole. Then he stood up and smiled at me with a goofy grin. "My, you're getting fresh, Sambo," he chuckled as he walked out of the shower room. "Yeah, well, who just drank about a gallon of my cum?" I asked as I followed him. We dried off, put on shorts and walked back to our tent where we donned out uniforms for dinner. Tim joined us from his tent and the three of us walked up to the dining hall together.