Date: Tue, 05 Sep 2023 00:17:58 +0000 From: Wyatt Lee Subject: Church Camp Boys - Chapter 2 The closing bell rang the next day and Billy rushed out to his locker, secretly hoping to catch Tyler in the chaos of yearbook signing in the hallway. He was worried that this would be their last chance to see each other before camp started next month. Finally, Tyler emerged from the throng of the crowed and was walking intently towards Billy's locker. The two boys made eye contact and their anxiety melted into relief. Tyler's stoic demeanor gave way to ease as a pearly white grin appeared on his face. Billy, upon seeing Tyler's comforting smile, started smiling himself as his new friend approached him. "Tyler!" Billy shouted, "Can you sign my yearbook?" Billy pulled out his yearbook and handed it to Tyler, instructing him to sign next to his school portrait. Tyler quickly found the page, and started to write a message to his new friend in his messy 6th grade handwriting: Have a good summer, Billy! See you at camp in July. From, Tyler Tyler handed the booklet back to his friend. Billy asked Tyler for his, but it turns out Tyler decided not to get one this year. "It's for the 8th graders anyway." he said, "Well, let me sign something else then! Do you have a piece of paper or something?" Tyler handed Billy an index card he dug up from the bottom of his bag. Keep in touch before camp! My AIM screen name is billythekid1010. Catch you later! Billy "I like your idea of using an index card," Billy beamed "it's basically the same thing and I had to practically beg my mom to buy me the yearbook." Tyler felt comforted by Billy's words and the fact that buying a yearbook was also a big deal for his friend. For Tyler, it was less of a financial burden but more that he didn't feel like asking his dad and he didn't spend enough time with mom to feel like catching her up on all the friends he didn't have. She would want to see a yearbook filled with signatures but Tyler tended to be more on the shy side, so he only has a few close friends. "Wait so can you walk home again? I want to talk about camp!" Billy asked "Sure, let's do it! Less running this time I hope." Tyler replied as the two boys started their walk to the bridge. "My family goes to church every Sunday so that's how I learned about this camp. How about you?" "Well my uncle actually works at the camp as the director and he's been telling me all about it. Now that I'm old enough, I signed up for the very first session I could." "I'm so excited to learn how to swim and I saw pictures on their website. They have a ropes course that looks super cool. I love to balance on things." "That's what I'm excited for too! I'm kind of nervous about sleeping away from home though." Tyler's excited expression turned pensive. He's never slept away from home before and he didn't know what to expect. He likes the comforts of his home; his favorite pillows and blankets, sleeping in just his white briefs, bearing his smooth white legs to anyone who might catch a glimpse, sleeping with the window wide open in the summer with the fan blowing on him, and especially his favorite large stuffed bear he got from his camp director uncle that he still keeps on his bed. "I'm nervous about that too!" Billy exclaimed. He didn't like feeling alone and often took a long time to fall asleep even in his own bed. From the few times he can remember sharing a bed with his dad, he likes the feeling of another body nearby. Maybe sleeping in a cabin with other boys and counselors would make him feel less alone, but maybe it would make him feel self conscious. "Do you share a room with your brother?" Tyler asked "No, I have my own room. It's the only room in the attic actually." Billy answered. "Oh cool, I don't have any siblings so I have my own room too. Mine isn't in the attic but I really love my room and spend a lot of time there." "I bet you have the best room ever!" Billy exclaimed. Tyler laughed at this, appreciating Billy's enthusiasm. "Sure do. Do you want to come over and see it today? My mom just bought a lot of Annie's Mac and Cheese from Costco so I can make us that for dinner." "Ok!" Billy responded "You cook? Cool! What's Annie's? I just have to let my mom know that I won't be home for dinner." He was amazed that his new friend knew how to cook. Billy could barely make toast as his mom and dad usually cooked elaborate Chinese meals that required a lot of skill and special techniques. The boys crossed the bridge and walked west towards the town center where Tyler lived. Tyler and Billy walked through the front door and Tyler called out to no one in particular "I'm home!" There was silence for a moment before Tyler's dad called back "ok..." without any trace of enthusiasm. Tyler shrugged and rolled his eyes a little. "I brought a friend!!" Tyler shouted again towards the back of the house. "Ok...!" Tyler's dad shouted back "hi Tyler's friend!" Tyler's dad seemed not to have very strong emotions about Billy being there and didn't rush out to greet him. Tyler started making Annie's Mac and Cheese for the two of them plus enough for his dad. He brought a pot of water to boil and lined up all the necessary ingredients. He also saw on Food Network that professional chefs make their Mac and Cheese fancy by adding breading on top, so he asked his mom to buy him panko breadcrumbs. Billy watched in awe as Tyler added the ingredients to the pot one by one. He had to stand on a stepping stool in order to stand tall enough for the stove and kitchen counters. He was hyper focused on his task, his face showing his sheer determination. Magically, not 15 minutes later, their food was plated and the boys were sitting at the kitchen island. Tyler's dad, smelling the aroma of mac and cheese, emerged from his office in the back of the house. "Thanks," he mumbled as he helped himself to a bowl. He filled his bowl and started to walk back to his office when he noticed beautiful Billy, his eyes lighting up for the first time all afternoon. The image of the two boys, sitting side by side, their legs dangling above the floor unable to reach, shoveling mac and cheese into their mouths made him gave him a particular feeling that he knew he shouldn't indulge too much. Especially seeing Billy for the first time, with his sun kissed tan skin, mysterious and deep eyes, and friendly smile, caught him off guard. "Nice to meet you, Billy. I'm Anthony. Stay as long as you want, ok? I can drive you home later if you need me to." Tyler's dad Anthony wasn't mean, or absent, or sadistic or bad to Tyler in any way, he was responsible and did what was expected of him but usually not more. "Thanks dad..." Tyler managed to say, a little shocked at how friendly his dad was being to his new friend. "Thanks Mr. Tyler's dad" Billy said, shyly. He had a look in his eyes that felt borderline flirtatious to Anthony, but Anthony tried to suppress the thought as best as he could. "Please, either call me Anthony or I'll even answer to dad." Anthony winked and brought his bowl to his office. Tyler and Billy promptly finished their food and put the bowls in the dishwasher. Anthony would eventually wash the pot and Tyler would run the dishwasher later that night once his dad put in his bowl too. The boys ran upstairs, their bare feet pitter-pattering up the stairs with every excited step. Tyler's room was just as cozy as he had described. It was simply decorated with a raised twin sized bed featuring two drawers for clothing underneath, a long dresser with trophies and trading cards proudly displayed on top, and a desk complete with his very own desktop computer. There were a smattering of stuffed animals on the bed. The boys both privately knew that they were probably a little too old for stuffies, and yet they both still kept their favorite ones, usually under the covers. Tyler instinctively plopped down in front of the computer as he motioned to Billy to set down a stool right next to him. They booted up the computer and started off innocently enough; Billy showed Tyler his Neopets account, a website where kids take care of imaginary pets and earn in-game currency through a variety of games and activities. The boys spent hours laughing at videos and playing games as they explored different corners of the Internet. Inevitably, curiosity got the best of the boys. Maybe it was a sexually suggestive comedy video that wasn't made for them in mind, or maybe it was just boys being boys, but their Internet browsing suddenly veered towards a less kid-friendly direction. "Hey, just checking... do you think we should be watching this?" Billy asked, sheepishly, as a softcore grainy video of a 20-something blonde woman doing a striptease for the camera flashed on the screen before the two 11-year-olds. Tyler's eyes were glued to the video of the woman gyrating her hips to the sensual music and slowly unbuttoning a too-small pink cardigan with tiny white buttons as he said, without looking away, "Um, yeah, I mean...no one really checks my computer. My dad is just downstairs and he never really bothers me and my mom is at work until late tonight." Tyler gulped and felt excited by what he saw. He had a familiar feeling, not dissimilar to having butterflies in his stomach or a roller coaster making the slow climb to the top of the ride--a warm feeling that started in his stomach and buzzed down to his private parts. He could feel the short blond hairs on his neck standing on end as blood rushed to his preteen penis: 4 inches, hairless, pink, and stiff as a rock. This was his first time experiencing getting an erection while he was with someone else. Usually, as many boys do, nothing in particular would suddenly set it off and it would go away on its own, but this was the first time he knew he felt excited because of a certain situation. Billy tried to keep his eyes on the screen but could not help but notice Tyler's breathing getting heavier and faster. He stole a glance over at his friend and looked down at his crotch, suspecting he might see a little tent in his shorts. Billy was just as erect, 3.5 inches of cut, brown, Asian boy cock, stiff and throbbing in his own little shorts. The two boys were mutually turned on by each other, but did not venture to admit it. They kept their eyes mostly on screen, with the occasional furtive glance over at one another. Billy glanced over at Tyler and waiting until Tyler made eye contact with him, Tyler's deep blue eyes locking in with Billy's brown eyes. Tyler's face was flushed pink and his lips were quivering. Tyler looked down at the little tent in Billy's shorts, completely forgetting about the grainy video of the woman on the screen. He secretly wanted to ask Billy all about what he really likes to watch. The boys were locked in a staring contest when Billy finally mustered the courage to say "T-Tyler..." his voice quivered and he shuddered a bit, a jolt of animalistic lust rushing through his body. "Can I...can I see your penis?" Billy managed to squeak out. Tyler nodded slowly and began to peel off his basketball shorts one inch at a time. Once the shorts were off, he was just in his tightly whiteys, his smooth legs barely had any peach fuzz on them. His stiffy jutted out against the front flaps of his underwear, which were completely dry despite Tyler's prolonged erection. It begged for release. "Billy, I want to see yours too..." Tyler said to his friend, staring down at his crotch. Just like twins, Billy took off his basketball shorts to reveal the tightly whites beneath. His erection was a little smaller than Tyler's but just as stiff, practically crying out to be released. The boys sat side by side in their tee shirts and underwear. With bare legs and flushed faces, the boys counted down from 3 and took off their underwear together, both their little boners springing to attention out of their underwear. They marveled at each others' bodies, so similar yet so different. Tyler's milky white skin looked almost translucent on his penis. His little dick was pink with a head just a bit wider than the staff. Billy's, on the other hand, was darker brown. Cute, with a smaller head and smaller overall length. The boys gawked at the sight of each other's hard penises. They were both feeling so horny and desperate but lacked the vocabulary and experience to truly understand what that meant. They'd both started jerking off this year, but only Billy had ever achieved a dry orgasm after rubbing himself for an extended period of time. It was then that Billy decided he would try to teach Tyler how to do just that. "Do you ever jack off?" Billy asked Tyler, his eyes never leaving the sight of his friend's boy cock. "Yes, I heard some of the other guys at school talking about it but I don't really get it." Tyler replied. "Well, I think I've had an organism once" Billy said to his friend. "An organism? What's that?" Tyler asked inquisitively. "Here, let me show you..." Billy said. Billy instructed Tyler to put his hand around his cock and to rub it up and down really fast. Inexperienced as they were, the boys did not have much skill or dexterity when it came to stroking themselves. They awkwardly rubbed up and down, faster and faster as their breathing became heavier and heavier. Their breathing was completely synced up as they took just their thumb and two fingers to stroke the length of their tiny boy cocks. Panting and stroking, they neither of their gaze leaving the others' cock, the boys kept going faster and faster until Tyler stuttered that it felt like he had to pee. Billy told him to keep going and that this was a normal feeling, until he himself started feeling that same pre-orgasm peak. Finally, waves of pleasure descended upon Tyler as he started having his first full-body orgasm. His taint pulsed as his little dicklet throbbed out a dry orgasm. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as the waves of pleasure passed through his body from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. He was letting out an involuntary welp and a moan as the orgasm went on and on. Now it was Billy's turn as the pleasure took hold of him. Billy felt the orgasm most powerfully in his stomach, as it spasmed with every pleasurable wave. His smooth brown taint pulsed alongside his little penis, his second ever dry boy orgasm. His eyes were closed as he let the orgasm pass through and his little limbs pulsed, full of life and pleasure. As their breathing slowed and the orgasms passed, the boys slowly opened their eyes and stared at each other. Neither felt embarrassed or ashamed of what they had done, just full of pleasure and they were happy to be with each other. "...that was awesome." Tyler finally said, and the boys both laughed as they pulled on their underwear and shorts.