Date: Wed, 26 May 2021 01:35:00 +0000 (UTC)
From: pensievemind@aol.com
Subject: Camp Exploration - Part 10 - Conclusion

Author's Notes:

So we arrive at the final installment of Camp Exploration.  I hope that
those of you who have stuck with it have enjoyed yourselves, and I thank
you for your kind comments.  I might have considered a sequel of Kevin and
Sean and their adventures in Ohio, but there are so many logistics to be
worked out.  It may happen, though I wouldn't hold out much hope.  Sorry.

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	Camp Exploration -- Part 10

	Sunday arrived, meaning three weeks still remained before the end
of camp.  Sunday was pretty much a free day, the boys all being free to
enjoy themselves as they chose.  Kevin and Sean enjoyed an hour in a sex
shack with Topher and Greg, taking the two boys' dicks in their asses, and
vice versa.  Later, they enjoyed the same with Daniel and Ben.  And that
was all before lunch!

	Since they planned on hooking up with Cody and Nicholas again that
evening, both boys took a bit of a `sex break' that afternoon, spending
time swimming in the lake and playing games with the other guys.  Not that
there wasn't a fair amount of underwater groping going on, but neither
brought the other to completion.  They basically delighted in keeping each
other aroused.  There was a close call when two of the few uncut boys
offered to dock their foreskins with Kevin and Sean's cut dicks.  They both
nearly shot into the other boys' foreskin, but managed hold back.  They
made a note, though, to try again on another day.

	By that fifth week, every first year boy had engaged in ever sort
of sex boys could enjoy.  There was no pseudo-domination or anything, but
all the accepted forms of sex had been explored.  Some of them came to be
known as tops or bottoms, some preferring either giving or receiving blow
jobs to anal sex.  In short, the amount of sex, which had been nearly
constant in the first few weeks of camp, had dropped off considerably.  Oh
sure, one might stumble across a couple or a group exchanging blow jobs or
fucking in the grass, but it became more rare.

	Jerry explained to Kevin that the same thing happened every year.
Now, when an older boy became attracted to one of the first years, he had
to actually work to seduce the younger boy.  No one had stopped enjoying
sex; they simply weren't as desperate for it as when they'd first arrived.
More and more, one could see boys simply being boys, swimming, playing
softball, volleyball, rowing canoes, and all the other activities normally
associated with a summer camp, albeit in the nude.

	Charley's formal sex ed classes had been discontinued, as it was
decided the first years had gained all the knowledge they could in such a
setting.  All of them were told they could always ask questions of any of
the older boys if they needed to.  The second year sponsors remained
available to their individual charges for guidance.  Most of that guidance
had to do with preparing the first years to be sponsors themselves the next
year, presuming they'd be coming back.  Kevin remembered reading the
website, and how it had stressed that Camp Exploration was most helpful to
those who attended for four years.  Since there were 12 campers in all
three older groups, it seemed that both the campers and their parents
agreed.

	Sean and Kevin conducted an informal survey among the fourth years,
asking if they ever told their parents what really happened at Camp
Exploration.  It was a direct fifty/fifty split, some saying they had NEVER
told their parents, while the rest said they had informed them that there
was plenty of sex.  It seemed the line was drawn between those who were
`out' at home, and those who were still basically closeted, except to their
parents, of course.  Even though the closeted boys had been sent to camp
for the same reason as everyone, they still couldn't be `out' in their
schools and neighborhoods, due to a homophobic atmosphere.  The other six
were fortunate to find themselves in more accepting communities.  Some of
them even had gay, lesbian and bi clubs at their schools, which seemed to
be a great support.

	Sean and Kevin agreed that they both had a tough row to hoe.  Being
gay at Camp Exploration seemed so simple.  Being gay back home would be a
struggle, to say the least.  They expressed a wish they could attend the
same school, and maybe even start a gay club, maybe finding more support.
They both knew neither would have the courage to attempt such a thing
without the other.

	Kevin and Sean's lovemaking became more slow and sensual.  In five
short weeks, they'd grown beyond simply wanting the great feelings sex
provided to truly communicating love for one another.  They almost always
made love face to face now, the rear approach feeling too impersonal.  On
occasion, they'd still fuck other boys, and let them fuck them, but only
from behind.  That was just fucking, and while they mostly enjoyed it, they
never felt the same as when they were together.  And their desire for an
audience also waned.  Oh, they'd let others watch if they wished, but it
wasn't the `turn on' it had been the previous month.

	Kevin and Sean would still allow Jerry and Aubrey to fuck them in
bed at night.  Neither could deny they enjoyed the feeling.  Nor did either
of them feel as if they were cheating.  The two older boys had taught them
so much, and had always been so kind to them, that they'd never tell them
no.  Plus, they also got at least a blow job out of the deal, if not a
return fuck, which made it much easier to fall asleep, amidst the sounds of
moans and squeaking bed springs around them.

	Wednesday morning barely dawned through the heavy, gray clouds that
blotted out the sun all the way to the ground.  The sponsors shook the
first years awake, announcing that they might want to get to breakfast
before the rain started.  12 young naked boys dragged themselves from their
beds and to the bathroom to empty their bladders.  Then they trudged out
the door and up the hill to the dining hall.  Their slow pace suddenly sped
up, and they all screamed as cold rain began to pour down on their bare
skin.  No one slowed down at the gravel path and simply ran as quickly as
they could onto the covered porch, where they swiped the water from their
own, and each other's shivering bodies.  As they entered the building, they
all sighed feeling the warmth surround them.

	All the youngest campers loaded their trays with wonderfully hot
eggs, sausage, bacon and pancakes, and then plopped their bare asses onto
the benches at their table.  Kevin sighed deeply as Jerry dropped a bowl of
fruit on his tray.

	"Y'know, if you'd just take some for yourself, I wouldn't have to
do this," Jerry admonished him.

	"Thanks, mom," Kevin said sarcastically.

	"Uh huh," Jerry smiled.  "More spankings for Kevin tonight."  He
walked away.

	"Dude," Greg said, "you really should just take the fruit.  It's
starting to make people think you like gettin' your butt tanned."

	Laughter and conversation were rather low key that morning.  It
was, after all and rather amazingly, the first rainy day they'd experienced
at Camp Exploration, and it was the fifth week!  The problem was that none
of them could come up with anything to do at camp on a rainy day, besides a
lot of indoor sex.  But that sort of fun had waned a bit, and probably
wouldn't take up enough time.  They'd been informed that the rain was
likely to continue the entire day.  Topher suggested that having sex in the
rain might be fun, but everyone seemed to think the water falling from the
sky was too cold for such activities.  Topher shrugged and insisted he
could find at least one older boy to give it a try, eliciting chuckles from
around the table.  No one really doubted it.

	"How about we all go down to the sex ed cabin?" Timothy piped up,
in his still soprano voice.  "We can practice doing enemas, and doing each
other with the dildos, and stuff.  I've only gotten up to about five and a
half inches."  As desensitized as most of the boys had become to group sex,
dicks all around the table started to stiffen at Timothy's idea.

	Kevin asked if he and Sean could invite their sponsors to join
them.  Some of the first years were reticent about the idea, worried that
the older boys would try to dictate what happened.  Kevin assured them that
they would tell the older boys that they just had to be part of the party,
and couldn't try to take control.  A few other boys then said they'd like
to have their sponsors there as well.  It was decided that if the second
years agree to the rules, they could come.

	The boys finished their breakfasts and bussed their trays.  They
then stood on the covered porch watching the rain pour down.

	"Ok, this part's gonna suck," Timothy conceded.

	"So what?" Sean laughed.  "We're all naked.  Don't have to worry
about getting our clothes dry."  Then he yelled, "Cowabunga!" and ran off
the porch towards the sex ed cabin.  All the others echoed his cry, and
were soon running through the rain.  All of them had made the run in less
than a minute, and they gathered in the bathroom, where there were lots of
towels.  They spent a happy few minutes drying each other off, giggling as
they made one another stiff.  As they were nearly finished, five sponsors
came running in, drenched with rain.  The first years attacked them with
fluffy towels, until they were as dry as they could be.

	"OK, sponsors," Kevin shouted once they had all assembled in the
sex ed classroom, "We told you all that you're not in charge here, right?"
All the sponsors smiled and nodded assent.  "We probably should have told
you that that means your bodies are all ours.  We get to do whatever we
want."

	"Within reason, of course," Aubrey said in his poshest British
accent.  "We won't be abused, mate."

	"Of course not," Kevin smiled broadly.  "All the rules apply, and
no means no. But none of you get to try and take charge over what we do."

	"Oooooo, listen to the kitten growl," Jerry joked.

	"Oooooo," Kevin mocked.  "Listen to the big cat beggin' for a
spanking.  Who wants to give Jerry ten hard slaps on his tight ass?"
Nearly every first years' hands shot into the air.  Kevin picked two of
them at random, and told Jerry to bend over the padded sawhorse like thing
in the front of the room.  Kevin leaned down so he could whisper into
Jerry's ear, "It's payback time for all the times you let them spank me."
Then he administered ten strong slaps to Jerry's butt, but not really all
that hard.  When he'd finished, he leaned over again and whispered in
Jerry's ear, "That was fun.  Now I know why you like seeing me get spanked.
Only twenty more to go," he giggled.  Just for fun, Kevin sat on the floor
in front of Jerry as he took his next twenty smacks, just to see the look
on his face.

	After that, other boys knelt over the sawhorse, and spread their
legs for the enemas.  These were done three at a time, and the next three
didn't begin until the previous trio had made it into the bathroom.  In
all, it took about 45 minutes until all the boys, including the sponsors,
had been nicely cleaned out and off.  Before the last group had finished,
the earlier one's were already experimenting with the soft but firm cock
substitutes.  Sean and Kevin had fun plugging their sponsors' holes with
fake dicks much longer than their own dicks, and seeing the older boys
squirm.

	By the time Jerry looked at his watch and announced it was nearly
time for lunch, every boy in the room had had his anus stuffed, either with
dildos or real dicks.  Some of them had been fucked by other first years
whom they'd never hooked up with before.  Groups of two and three made
their way to the bathroom, helping each other get cleaned off and out with
the hand held shower head.  The entire group filed out of the sex ed cabin,
only to be deluged once again by the pouring rain.  No one bothered to run,
knowing they'd be just as wet if they tried.

	They soon came across Topher lying in the wet grass, his legs high
and his toes wiggling, as he was plowed by a sixteen year old.  His
signature high-pitched squeal rang out through the sound of the rain.
Jerry shouted the time to the pair, and then led the rain soaked parade up
to the dining hall.  Just inside, someone had considerately stacked fluffy
white towels.  The boys all dried themselves and each other before lining
up for their meals.

	As they ate, everyone congratulated Timothy on a great rainy day
activity.  No one had actually grown bored of good sex, but Timothy's idea
had added a bit of excitement to things again.  It was amazing that all 12
first years got on so well.  It seemed that by half way through that fifth
week, they had all sucked and fucked each other, whether in the beds, or in
the grass, or in the showers.  Something about not having to hide their
nudity or their sexual activity formed a bond between them all.

	About halfway through lunch, Topher and his sexual partner du jour
entered the dining hall, looking like drowned, but very satisfied, rats.
Topher walked a bit bowlegged to the table, and sat down slowly.

	"So, you look..." Kevin began, suddenly unable to come up with an
adverb.

	"Nine fuckin' inches," Topher groaned, as he shifted about on the
hard bench, trying to find a comfortable position.  "It's the biggest dick
I ever had in me."  He looked around the table, smiled and added, "Best
fuck I've ever had."  Everyone laughed and called Topher a whore.  The
little slut gladly accepted what he clearly considered a compliment.

	By the time lunch ended, the rain had tapered off to a drizzle, and
the temperature had gone up.  Still, there were no afternoon activities
scheduled.  Word spread through the hall about an impromptu Mud Bowl
football match.  Half the boys had never played football in their lives,
but they all did that day.  They ran around on the muddy field, no one
really noticing the innumerable infractions committed throughout the game.
All 48 campers ended up covered in mud, head to toe, when time was called
an hour before dinner.  No one had any idea of who had won, and no one
really cared.  The showers were full of boys washing each other, as mud ran
down the drains.

	No one bothered to dry off, knowing they'd be soaked again by the
time they made it to dinner, and they were right.  Again, towels had been
provided, so the boys could sit in comfort as they ate.  Almost everyone
chose the meaty stew that was being served.  It was a perfect rainy day
meal.  Jerry didn't bother putting a bowl of veggies on Kevin's tray, as
there were plenty in the stew.  Almost every camper went back for seconds,
grabbing extra buttery biscuits to soak up the gravy from their bowls.

	The good news was that, by the time they'd finished their dinners,
the rain had stopped.  The sun could even be seen below the clouds as it
made its descent on the horizon.  Kevin and Sean made their way to their
dorm cabin, unable to keep from gripping each other's buttocks as they
walked.

	"That was fun today," Sean said, drawing close to lean his head on
Kevin's shoulder.

	"Yeah, it was," Kevin nodded.  "But I still wouldn't have minded
just spending the whole day in bed with you."  He was serious.  When he
woke to the sound of rain, Kevin had actually hoped it would be a chance
for the two of them to lie together and cuddle.  Oh sure, he hoped for some
soft, slow, sensual sex, but just to be together, under a warm blanket,
pressed up against each other's nude bodies would have been enough.
Thinking of it, Kevin suddenly heard himself say, "I love you, Sean."

	Sean stopped and turned, taking hold of both cheeks of Kevin's ass,
and said, "Oh, baby, I love you too."  The two boys shared a lingering kiss
as other boys passed by, hooting at them as they embraced and wrestled with
their tongues.  Neither of them cared.  Despite all the public sex that
they'd all seen, such a public display of true affection was rare.  Kevin
didn't ask as much as inform Jerry that he and Sean were going to share a
bed that night.  Jerry simply leaned in and gave Kevin a kiss on the cheek
as a sign of his consent.


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	The days began to fly by.  There was plenty of swimming, canoeing,
softball games, and archery practice.  But for that one rainy Wednesday in
the fifth week, the weather was warm and sunny.  Most of the boys engaged
in some sort of sexual play each day, but not anything like they had in the
early days of camp.  More couples became mostly exclusive, though even they
were willing to share from time to time.  Kevin and Sean enjoyed a few
sessions with Greg and Topher, mostly because Topher's enthusiasm was
rather infectious.  He was like a ten year old trying to impress older boys
with how much he was willing to do.  And Kevin had to admit that he loved
the way Topher squealed and giggled when he had a cock up his ass.

	Sean and Kevin spoke often about life after camp.  They decided
pretty conclusively that they would inform their parents they were
definitely gay, and that they were boyfriends.  They discussed all the
possible scenarios, how their parents might react, and how they might
protest.  Feeling so strong together, they decided they could handle
whatever might come.  No one was going to keep them apart, dammit.

	Then came the horrific day.  While everyone enjoyed Sunday morning
breakfast, Charley climbed onto the stage, microphone in hand.

	"As I know you're all aware, today marks the beginning of our last
week together here at Camp Exploration," he announced with little
enthusiasm.  A collective moan rose from the four tables.  "Yes," Charley
continued, "it's a bit sad to think that in a week's time parents will be
arriving to take us all home.  Still, I hope that everyone here has enjoyed
themselves."  This part was followed by uproarious cheers, applause, and
stomping of bare feet on the wooden floor.

 	"I'm glad you all agree," Charley smiled.  "I just want to add a
word of caution, however.  I know for our first years that the things
you've experienced here are, for want of a better word, unique.  You've
been free to be yourselves, to run around naked, and to share yourselves
with each other in ways that maybe none of you have ever done before.  I'm
looking at you, Topher."  Everyone laughed at that, and Topher stood and
bowed without the slightest hint of a blush.  "As I said to you in sex ed,
you all have to be careful what you say and do when you return home.  Not
everywhere is Camp Exploration.  Be careful whom you share yourself with.
Be careful to whom you express any loving feelings."

	Kevin felt Sean's hand sliding up and down his thigh.  He knew it
was his boyfriend's way of telling him they would never had that problem.
They loved each other, and they both knew it.

	"Needless to say," Charles went on, "this coming Saturday is the
last `naked day' here at camp.  Next Sunday, you'll all be required to wear
clothes.  Parents are scheduled to arrive around noon and share lunch with
us.  However, a lot of them arrive early, so you all need to get up and be
dressed no later than 8:00.  That means it's best to take showers the night
before, or very early, if your nighttime activities made you a
bit... messy."

	Chuckles and giggles broke out at this.  Apparently, the last night
sex-capades were usually quite extravagant.  Sean leaned over and whispered
into Kevin's ear, saying it would be just the two of them on Saturday
night.  Kevin leaned in to give Sean a kiss as a sign of his agreement.

	"One more minor detail," Charley went on.  "Wednesday morning, we
will have four doctors arriving.  They will be here to make sure that you
have all been careful.  For the most part, they will be examining you to
ensure that you haven't been injured by any of the cocks you've had up your
asses.  For those of you who were virgins before your arrival, this is of
particular importance.  We'd hate for you to return home and have your
back-to-school physicals, if you have one, uncover anything embarrassing.
You may not know it, but any doctor would be able to see if you've been
involved in anal sex, at least for some time after.  No one is `required'
to undergo the physical, but I do recommend it.

	"And please, guys," Charley said in his best authoritative voice,
"no Sunday morning circle jerks in the showers.  We can't always keep track
of parents that morning, and some of them might not fully appreciate your
needs while you shower together.  More than one mother has come running out
of a dorm after seeing her son with another boy's dick in his hand.  So get
up, get showered, and get dressed early."

	Charley looked out over all the boys, and Kevin thought he could
see the 16 year old's eyes begin to water.

	"I just want you all to know," Charley said quite seriously, "I
have loved spending this time with you all.  You know this is the last time
I will be attending Camp Exploration, and I can't tell you what those four
years have meant to me.  I came here confused and terrified.  When I stood
up here for my own Welcoming Ceremony, I thought I could never be more
embarrassed.  But with my sponsor's help, and with the help of all the
other boys, I discovered more about myself than I ever could have at home.
I can't tell you how much I will be envying all of you who come back next
June.  So congratulations to all of you for a great two months here at Camp
Exploration!"

	This time every boy stood and applauded and cheered loudly as
Charley climbed down from the stage.  The fourth year was grabbed, embraced
and kissed by many of the other boys as tears rolled down his cheeks.  He
was clearly the single most popular and beloved sixteen year old at camp
that year.  Soon he was lifted from his feet and carried back to his spot
at the fourth years' table.

	Kevin felt himself wiping tears from his own cheeks before he even
knew they'd fallen.  Sean looked over and gave him a compassionate smile,
and then kissed his wet cheek.

	"It's OK, lover," Sean purred into Kevin's ear.  "We'll have three
more camps together."

	"Well, I hope we'll have some good times back home together, too,"
Kevin smiled before pulling Sean in for a long, open-mouthed kiss.

THE END (for us, but not for Kevin and Sean!)

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