I'm Joey, and was thirteen when I finally got to do my first blowjob. I'd been fantasizing about it ever since I started jacking-off, but was chicken to try it. Actually, it was more that I feared my secret getting out. I felt that I would gladly suck anyone who offered me their cock if I knew they could keep my secret.

Then it hit me – campers! There was a state campground just an easy walk from my house. Everyone there was from out of town and wouldn't know me. It seemed like a perfect place to offer blowjobs. Then I had to figure out how to get started. I decided to just go there and see what I could find. I walked through the campground and immediately became aroused thinking about all the cocks there. I thought that certainly some of them were meant for my mouth. A bathhouse was nearby so I entered and stood at a urinal with my cock out. I began to stroke when suddenly I heard the door open, startling me. It was an older guy – maybe college age. He saw me stroking my hard little cock and grinned. He stood at the urinal next to mine and took out his cock.

It was soft, but so much bigger than mine, and I couldn't help but stare. He stepped back a bit, probably to give me a better look. "That's really nice," I said, "Can I suck it?"

I had worried for so long how I would offer my first blowjob, and suddenly I'd done it – I'd worried a lot about nothing at all.

The guy said nothing but turned and faced me. I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth. I'd seen internet blowjob porn videos, and tried to mimic what I'd seen, so I didn't seem like a beginner. He felt wonderful in my mouth. I moved my tongue around his cock, enjoying the feel of it as he hardened. Soon he completely filled my mouth and I realized that there was as much cock outside my mouth as inside. This guy was really hung! He told me he was getting close and I continued, eager for my first taste of cum. Finally, I got it – a really strong taste that was different from anything else. I savored the unique taste and held the load in my mouth as he pulled out.

"I'm at campsite 147," he said, "Wander on by this evening." I nodded as he left. I got up put my cock away – I'd finish jacking-off later. I continued walking around the camp and looked for 147 so I'd know where it was later. As far as I know I never consciously swallowed his load – I just held it in my mouth and after a while it was gone. I missed it and wanted another. I thought about how wonderful it would be if I could always have cum in my mouth and realized that there were enough men here to make that happen – if only I could get their cocks in my mouth!

There were trails leading into wooded areas and I decided to explore them. I was on my own most of the time, seeing campers coming from the other direction from time to time. When I saw a man on his own I asked to suck his cock. Some ignored me – some said "no thanks" and some called me a "fuckin' queer" (or worse). I was surprised at how hostile some were toward me and resolved to be more careful.

After a while as I rounded a bend in the trail I saw a couple of boys around my age who were taking a leak. I stopped and watched from a distance. They hadn't seen me and after they were finished, they were seemed to be looking at each other's cocks. I couldn't resist and called out, "Can I have a look?"

Surprised, they quickly put themselves away as I approached, and I said, "Come on, let me take a look too – ever had a blowjob before?" Their eyes grew wide and said they hadn't, but sure wanted to. Their small cocks were out and soon I stood facing them, holding a cock in each hand. I gently squeezed them and stroked them to erection. They were about my size, so they would fit all the way into my mouth easily. I dropped to my knees and sucked one as I continued to stroke the other. It didn't take long before he gave me his load. His cock was small, but his load wasn't, and I hoped I'd be able to get some more. Now I turned to the other kid and sucked him as his friend watched with interest.

After milking his load from him I stood up and we talked a bit. They were Billy and Bobby and were with a church group, staying at campsites 72-76. In all there were two adults and nine boys. They were going to be there three more days and invited me to stop by to visit. I agreed to do so, imagining all the horny young boys I could get into my mouth. When I returned to the camping area I located those sites. I didn't see Billy or Bobby, but watched the other boys, wondering what their cocks were like.

I walked on and returned to the bathroom. As I stood at the urinal stroking my cock, I heard water running, and realized that someone was taking a shower. It was the middle of the day, so it seemed like an unlikely time, but he was probably the only one, so I zipped up and walked around to the other side where the showers were located. They were all individual stalls, each with a curtain and an area with a bench outside the shower stall, where a person could dry off. I walked to the shower in use and carefully pulled the curtain aside just enough to see in.

There was an adult man, very hairy with the biggest cock I'd ever seen. I'd seen big ones on internet porn, but this was the biggest in real life. Suddenly he noticed I was there and said, "Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Sorry sir," I said politely, "I was just admiring you."

"Is that so?" he replied, stroking himself and hardening just a bit. Then I got a bold idea.

"It's so big," I said, "May I help you wash it?"

"Sure," he said, grinning broadly, "Why not take your clothes off and join me?"

I did and soon I was naked with him, stroking his soapy cock to erection. I rinsed the soap off his cock and dropped to my knees, taking his cock head and only a little of his cock into my mouth. He taught me to stroke the rest of his cock as I sucked, giving him sort of a combination handjob an blowjob. It was a technique that served me well over the years with well-hung guys. Soon he came in my mouth in such volume that it was leaking out of my mouth, despite swallowing as fast as I could. He thanked me and saw that I was hard and said he wanted to reward my efforts. I thought his load was reward enough but was anxious to find out what he had in mind. He soaped up his hand and ran it up and down on my buns, slipping a finger between my cheeks. He moved a fingertip to my hole and gently rubbed it. It was a strange, but really nice sensation, so when he asked, "More?" I eagerly nodded.

He wiggled his finger and pressed into me. It was a little uncomfortable at first but felt really good as he pumped his finger in and out. Then he got onto his knees and pressed it in all the way as he sucked me. It was wonderful to experience the pleasure I had been giving other guys, and then he began to wiggle his finger in me, and I came immediately, nearly collapsing in pleasure, but he held me closely.

He pulled his finger out of me and washed up. Then we both dried off and he told me his name was Mr. Martin and he was at campsite 17. He said he wished I could spend the night with him, and I told him I might be able to, and would stop to see him later.

I got dressed and walked back home, thrilled at my good fortune. I asked if I could spend the night at my friend Johnny's – a cover to spend the night with Mr. Martin. Mom agreed, and after supper I returned to the campsite, eager to reconnect with my new friends.

I went to campsite 174 where the first guy I sucked was drinking a beer with another guy. He waved me over and introduced me. They offered me a beer, which I declined. I had tasted beer before and couldn't stand it – besides I had a taste for something far better. After only a brief discussion they were ready and invited me into their tent where their cocks were soon offered to me. I sucked one, then the other. They told me they were leaving in the morning, but if I stopped by, they would have more for me. I agreed to be there around 10am.

I went to Mr. Martin's campsite and told him I could spend the night, but first had some other work to do. He smiled and said we'd have a great time.

I went to the campsites for the church group and found Billy and Bobby. They introduced me to their friends and adult leaders. Everyone was really friendly. Soon Billy sat next to me and asked me in a whisper, "Wanna suck all my friends?" I quickly agreed and he said they would meet me in the trail where we first met in about half an hour.

I left and went to the bathhouse again, was not able to blow anyone, so I walked out to the trail and waited for the church group. In a few minutes I heard them approach and was surprised to see one older boy with them – perhaps in High School. He stopped before me and unzipped, showing me a nice cock – not especially large, but with a really big mushroom head. I dropped to my knees in anticipation, and he surprised us by saying "Before any important undertaking, we should invoke the blessings of God. Let us pray."

He put his hands upon my head and began, "Oh heavenly father, bless Joey as he ministers to the needs of others, and may he successfully complete all that he begins – Amen."

Then his cock entered my mouth – sucking him was like a spiritual experience. That mushroom head felt so right in my mouth that I wished his church was nearby! I'd love to prayerfully suck him every day! He rewarded my efforts and said, "Bless you and your work." That was a most unusual and memorable blowjob!

I sucked all the other boys in turn, all of them cumming within a few minutes. We all walked back, and I went to Mr. Martin's campsite. He was waiting by his campfire for me. We sat around the fire and he asked me to describe all I had done that day. He told me that I was very ambitious hoped that all the guys I met fed me well. After a while he took me into his camping trailer and told me he wanted me to be naked in the trailer. I undressed and he sat next to me, fondling my little cock to erection.

"Did you like my finger in you?" he asked, and I readily confirmed.

"There are a lot of other anal pleasures," he added, "May I show you?" I eagerly agreed.

He had me kneel on the bed on all fours, with my ass toward him. He put some lube on a finger and worked it into me, slowly moving in and out before going in all the way. He pulled the finger out and put another finger in just like the first and then pulled out. Then he told me to relax, as he worked two fingers into me. I enjoyed the feeling as he worked two fingers in and out and them spread them, opening me up further. I cried out and he stopped but said that in time I would enjoy being stretched so I could take large toys.

He stretched me a few more times without pain, and I began to like it. I asked him about toys, and he pulled out his fingers and told me to sit on the edge of the bed. He unzipped a gym bag and took out what I later learned to be dildos and butt plugs. The dildos came in many sizes – some over a foot long and as big around as my arm!

He told me that with practice I would be able to take even the largest. I asked what it was like and he told me to pick one to try. I picked one that was about an inch in diameter an 8 inches long. He told me to get on my knees on the bed, facing him. He put lube on the tip of the dildo and had me raise up while he placed the bottom of the dildo on the bed, pointing up at me. He guided me to lower myself until the tip of the dildo was against my hole.

He took my cock and balls in his hands and gently fondled me, telling me to press down when I was ready, but to go slowly and don't take it all at once. As I got hard, I felt the desire to push down, and the dildo begin to enter me. Once inside, I paused to adjust after the initial stretch.

Mr. Martin was making me feel wonderful, and soon I pressed down and took all I could of the dildo. It was only halfway in when I "bottomed out". Mr. Martin said it was normal and I should only take what was comfortable. Then he told me to raise up and I felt the dildo slipping out. He said if I only raised up part way the dildo would stay in, and I could "ride" it up and down. I tried that a few times and it was an incredible feeling!

As I rode the dildo, Mr. Martin sucked me and soon I came – it seemed like I shot a bigger load than usual and Mr. Martin said that was normal with the dildo in me.

At bedtime, Mr. Martin told me he wanted me to sleep between his legs, resting my head on one of his legs, with his cock in my mouth. He told me not to suck him off until he told me – just hold him in my mouth. I wasn't sure if I could, but tried, and soon drifted off to sleep. Surprisingly, I slept all night that way, and in the morning, Mr. Martin was hard, but had to get up and take a leak. "Ever swallow pee?" he asked. I told him I had not, and he said it was something I might want to try later.

Always eager to learn, I said, "How about now?" He said he'd give me a taste and went off to trailer bathroom. When he returned he handed me a glass with about half an inch of pee in it.

He handed it to me and I raised the glass, emptying it into my mouth. It was a strong, somewhat sour taste. Very different from cum.

"It's okay to swallow if you like," he said. I swallowed, thrilled to learn new things. I sucked Mr. Martin off and his load tasted especially good after the pee. I swallowed and noticed that it was nearly ten and told him I had a blowjob appointment. He wished me well and told me to stop by afterward.

When I arrived at campsite 147 I saw that the tent was down and wondered where I was going to suck the guys. They said there were many places where a blowjob could be done – even in public – only a few moments of privacy are needed. They opened their car door on the passenger side and told me to sit there with my feet on the ground. One of the guys approached and offered me his cock, which I eagerly sucked. In the background I heard the sound of many campers moving about while I was publicly giving a blowjob! As soon as the first guy came, I welcomed the second into my mouth. After he came, he told me to wait, and to my surprise another cock was offered me. While I had been sucking the first guy, the other waved over another guy for me to blow. Once he finished, I got up and returned to Mr. Martin.

He handed me a bag and said the dildo was in it – his gift to me. I thanked him and we exchanged phone numbers so we could stay in touch for future visits.

When I got home, I hid the dildo in my room. I was thrilled at how wonderful campground sucking turned out to be and returned for more often.

I took Mr. Martin's dildo to bed with me every night, sometimes sleeping with it in my mouth, and sometimes as far as I could get it up my ass!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)