Date: Tue, 3 Aug 2021 01:43:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: John Rackham <calicojack856@yahoo.com>
Subject: Summer Camp Submissive Awakening Part II

Hi there, thank you for publishing Part I, I'm really excited to see some
of my own work on a site I've enjoyed so much for years! Please put this
story in the same two categories, Young Friends and Camping, as you did
the first. Thanks!

Summer Camp Submissive Awakening Part II

*Thank you to everyone for the positive feedback; I'm going to write a
few more chapters in this story, unfortunately everything from here on
out is purely fictional. After that, I'll probably do a mix of fiction
stories about friends in my youth (because like most confused young pan
boys before we even knew what pan was, I had a lot of intense and
passionate fantasies about my closest friends!) and my own real life
encounters (which are no less arousing!) so please let me know what you
enjoyed.*

After Matt left the abandoned shower building, I stayed for a little
while, drifting in the blissful haze of afterglow and still not quite
believing what had just happened. Not only had this handsome older boy,
his glistening dark hair a beautiful compliment to his porcelain skin and
bright blue eyes, gone from being a bully to a kind, kindred soul and
then to a secret lover, things had progressed so fast that I had
responded on pure instinct and lust instead of any real concious
awareness. By that I mean that I knew exactly what was going on, it just
felt like certain things were more automatic. Taking Matt's throbbing
white cock with its beautiful pink head in my mouth, for example, hadn't
been so much a decision as an instinctive reaction when it was right in
front of me. I don't know that I could've out would've done anything
else, and to be honest I don't even question it - I'm just happy it
happened.

So I stayed there a while, getting used to the salty, slightly chlorine
taste of Matt's cum settling in on my tongue. It wasn't too different
from the times after masturbating that I'd tasted my own cum; his was a
little saltier and slightly sweet but I didn't mind the aftertaste which,
like mine, reminded me of the smell of bleach a little bit. When I
finally got my head around the fact that not only had I sucked my first
dick, I'd loved it, and it had been a boy who was everything I could ask
for - older (even though only a year and a half), taller and bigger,
especially him being on the chubby side like me, with fair skin, dark
hair, and freckles. Freckles have always been my kryptonite, and in the
future would lead me into perdition over various guys and girls, but for
now I was purely enchanted and wondering what would come after reville.

I know I was completely distracted putting on my Class A's before Evening
Parade and dinner because a couple of my buddies busted on me for being a
space cadet. I played it off easily saying I was just beat from getting
used to the routine and they readily accepted it. My only challenge was
when our Senior Patrol leader pulled me aside right before we headed
downhill to the parade field.

Patrick was a great, standup guy, good at everything and kind to all the
younger guys. I'd find out from campfire chatter that his first year had
been rough as he was getting used to making new friends and the Scouting
lifestyle, but he'd succeeded and was now as respected and revered by the
younger guys as the Scoutmasters. Because he had had a rough adjustment
period, he was really good about making sure all the new kids were ok.
His dad was also one of the Scoutmasters, who everybody started out
sightly afraid of but quickly came to respect and love being around
because despite his stern exterior; he was a very fatherly leader and
full of knowledge and wisdom. I respected Patrick and practically
hero-worshipped his dad, so I knew I'd have to play it really cool around
them to avoid any suspicion.

"Hey Jack, everything ok?" I was caught off guard when Patrick appeared
almost right next to me. He'd grown up hunting with his dad, and I'd
never met two guys who could move quieter even on dry leaves.
"Oh, umm, hi Pat. Yeah, I'm good. Just tired and hungry."
"Ok. I'm just checking in because... I'm not trying to make you feel bad
or anything, but a couple of the guys said they thought they saw you
looking really upset earlier. Everything ok?"
Damn. I'd been spotted right after coming down from the range. There was
no possible way I could explain that everything was better than good and
the thing I had been upset about was now something I was eagerly looking
forward to exploring. So I bluffed a little, and I guess I seemed like
enough of a befuddled newbie that it worked.
"Yeah, just got a little overwhelmed, you know? Second full day, I've
never been at camp away from my folks... I'm good now. Thank you,
though."
"I get it, Jack. My first summer was tough and I had my dad here. If you
ever need anything, you can always find me. Okay? I've been there. I get
it."
I seriously doubted that by mid afternoon if his second day, he'd gone
from feeling bullied by another boy to having that boy's stiff, upward
curving shaft in his mouth, but then that wasn't what he was talking
about. Still, there was some worry that he'd catch the unmistakable scent
of semen on my breath, but it looked like I dodged that bullet, which
left me feeling an excited tingle.
"Thanks, Pat. If... If you're at a class, I can talk to your dad, too,
right?" I tried to sound as compliant as possible. It was completely
hollow because there was no spark from Patrick like there was from Matt.
"Oh yeah, of course, Jack. Any of the leaders and anybody in Senior
Patrol."
I nodded solemnly. "Thanks. I appreciate it. I'm just looking forward to
tomorrow's badge classes."
He gave me a nod and told me to get some good sleep and I'd feel better
in the morning, and then we went to dinner and back to camp. I made sure
to be ready to go around reville and head back to the abandoned shower
and my date with Matt.

I had told everybody that I was going to take an evening shower and
nobody, even the leaders, raised an eyebrow. This was good. Our site
wasn't that far from the abandoned shower but just far enough to not be
seen as I slipped among the trees and rocks. I'd learned a few good
disappearing tricks from playing manhunt during the preceding year, and
used every one to sneak to my secret rendezvous.

Matt was just getting there as I was, the light of the nearly full moon
casting a silvery sheen on his fair skin. Gods he looked amazing. He
threw me a quick, roguish grin, and said, "I knew you'd make it!" That
grin on his handsome, freckled face melted me. "Hell yeah", I said,
feeling bold, "anything for you!"

He grinned again at that. "Good boy. I hope you mean that. I want to make
sure tonight is really special."

Just hearing him say that made me feel all tingly inside. "Oh, I do, too.
But let's make sure we're really quiet. At least the moon is almost full
so we don't need lanterns or anything." He nodded. "Yeah, that's a plus.
Let's get inside before anyone sees."

We scrambled up into the decaying structure. I feigned having since
difficulty getting up onto the concrete ledge, and he responded as
anticipated, by gently but firmly putting his hands on my ass and giving
a gentle push. I blushed, which of course he couldn't see, and said,
"Touching my ass already? Can't wait, huh?" I flashed a beaming grin and
he just chuckled. "Oh, I'll be touching it, alright..."

The interior of the building was the very definition of ramshackle. The
walls all still stood, but the concrete slab floor had sunk and shifted
somewhat from its original position so that the floor was at a slightly
upward angle facing downhill. It still felt firm, with no fear of coming
loose, so best to enjoy its privacy while it lasted. The walls were all
still intact, as well, but some of the shower fixtures had broken loose
and lay various angles. The back corner of the showers, closest up
against the hillside, was the most intact and where we'd had our
encounter earlier. It looked different in the moonlight, more magical
somehow.

We'd both brought shower gear: towels, soap, shampoo, combs,
toothbrushes, etc. There was a tube I didn't recognize among Matt's stuff
but didn't have the savvy to question at the moment. We moved to that
back corner where I'd sucked his dick earlier, both just in tshirts,
boxers, and flip flops. For a lark, Matt turned the spigot closest to the
wall and we were both shocked that a steady stream of water, hesitant and
sputtering at first, came off the shower head. It was cold, of course;
the water heater having been removed long ago, but it still poured out in
fits and starts.

We had a good, nervous laugh about the cold torrent from the ancient
shower, the kind of laugh shared between two very nervous people about to
do something naughty as hell. We shared a silent look, and without a
word, stripped off our clothes. We probably looked awkward as hell, but
in that moment we knew only each other. I hadn't noticed as much before
that he also had a generous scattering of freckles on his shoulders and
down his long, white arms. As soon as we were naked, he wrapped those
same arms, warm and strong, around me, pulling my chubby little buddy
close to him. When our skin touched, it was like there was a static
current between us. We both shuddered in excitement. He gazed down at me
and said, "Are you doing ok? Like, not too nervous?" I nodded, incapable
of speech for the moment before my tall, freckled Adonis. He winked, then
lowered his head close to mine. "It's ok... I've never been naked with
another guy before either... Let's just go with it..."

The sudden revelation that he was as unsure of himself as I was rocked me
for a minute before being replaced by the sensation of his lips on my
neck, gently kissing and sucking. Almost without thinking, I put my hands
on his cheeks, bought his face level with mine, looked into his blue
eyes, and said, "kiss me how you want to kiss me." He leaned in then, and
his full lips met mine. As we began to gently probe deeper, our tongues
flickering in and out of each other's mouths, I feel a rising need to
make him feel good no matter what. I don't know if he sensed it, but he
broke off a second later, held my head in his hands, and met my eyes, and
asked me, "Do you trust me?" I nodded without hesitation. "Will you do
exactly as I ask?" Again, an unquestioning nod of affirmation. He kissed
me deeply again, and then I felt his hands on my shoulders, pushing me
gently but firmly onto my knees. I knew what came next and hungrily
licked my lips as his stiff, throbbing penis came level with my face. His
hand was on the back of my head, giving gentle but insistent guidance I
didn't need. I took him into my mouth so very eagerly, desperate to
please him. He held me firmly this time, never letting his hard young
cock get fully out of my mouth. I was enjoying sucking him completely,
but it felt like there was a little more urgency this time, like there
was something he wasn't telling me.

I tapped his pale thigh repeatedly, and he got the hint, finally letting
his cock come out of my mouth with an audible, wet *pop* that sounded
almost comical. I looked up at him, worried, and saw the apprehension in
his eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No, not at all. I just... I have to ask you a question."
"Of course. What is is?"
He looked at me with care and concern before asking, "If, like... If you
were a girl, would you be my girlfriend?"
I paused a second, not having expected that, before replying, "Well,
yeah, sorry that surprised me but yeah, if I was a chick I'd totally be
your girlfriend. You're so handsome and you're a really nice guy."
A look of partial relief washed over his face before he continued. "So,
you know what boyfriends and girlfriends do, right? But we're both
boys..."
I cut him off. "Yeah, I know, I don't have a pussy like a girl." I
chuckled a little. "So... What are you saying... You wanna try it... Like
gay dudes do it?" In my youthful inexperience, I didn't understand what a
crude, biased, and offensive thing that was to say. It was an innocent
statement of the only way my young mind could comprehend the
implication.

"I guess so", he said softly. "I mean, I've never... I never tried it
before but I've heard things, and I really want to try it with you. I
just feel like we click somehow, Jack, and I really want to do this. I
want to give it to you that way." It was so honest and simple and I felt
like we understood each other so well that I was completely willing to be
adventurous... But even more so I really wanted to give Matt that
experience. I was scared, but I also desired to do it because I felt like
it would give him pleasure.

Now, I should explain that even though I'd never been with a man, I
already considered myself a serious veteran in my own mind of exploring
my backdoor, having used Vaseline to grease up and insert a surprisingly
thick plunger handle and one grip from a plastic Ninja Turtles set of
nunchucks, not at the same time. Nevertheless, these forays into
insertion gave me the kind of courage that only a kid whose greased up a
couple of random things and stuck them up his butt can have. I was ready
and willing to do anything for Matt, so I nodded and told him, "Ok, let's
do it."

We spread our towels on the ground, and I got down on my hands and knees.
I know I was shaking like crazy because I can't stop the memory of it.
Even now, I shake a little when I think of it. The innocence of youth.
When I got in position, he knelt down next to me with that tube I didn't
recognize at the time but now know all too well. He squirted out a blob
of clear gel onto his fingertips.

"This is called lube, ok? It's what grown-ups put on their junk before
they do it.. I'm gonna put some on your butt and push a little in with my
finger, and rub the rest on my dick. It'll make it go in easier. I'll go
slow, ok?" I just nodded, my game face on. He leaned in and kissed me
again. "Hey, just tell me to slow down if you need it, ok? I only read
about this in gay magazines I found. I don't want to hurt you. I just...
Y'know, I wanna do it with you. So just tell me how it feels, and I'll go
easy."

I nodded again, much more apprehensive than I let on. Even so, I wanted
it. I wanted to feel him enter me, the cool, inanimate wood and plastic
I'd had up there before my only concept of what it felt like. I didn't
know what to really expect, and it excited me greatly. I almost instantly
felt his fingers rubbing some of the cool, sticky gel on my butthole. His
middle finger began to push harder on it and he said, "Relax it like
you're taking a dump, but like, not really. Y'know how you kinda open
your butt to let it out?" I thought for a quick second, trying to picture
the sensation. "Yeah, lemme try that. I already took a dump after dinner
anyway." I focused on pushing out, but keeping it relaxed as best I
could, all the while feeling his fingers pushing in. It got to a point
where I felt the tension on the insides of my butt cheeks but felt like
it was relaxed in the middle. Matt's fingers began to slide in more
easily. He still had to wriggle them inside my hole, and it was more work
than I thought to not tighten my hole up around them. These were muscles
I'd never tried to control before, but once he had two fingers up inside,
it felt like absolute heaven. After a very pleasurable few moments of
moving them around, he pulled his fingers out and declared things ready
for the main event.

I was scared, not of pain or discomfort, but of disappointing him. I was
shaking because I wanted so bad to please him. Something I didn't know I
had deep inside steeled me to be strong and take it for him, and that's
what I resolved to do. Slowly, he covered my body, his larger form
engulfing mine in warmth and beautiful, pale, freckled flesh. I felt so
safe, and relaxed so much more I almost melted again. I felt a very
specific, pointed, hot poking at my assholfle that I took a moment to
realize was his cock, hard and ready to enter me, and I had the briefest
of moments to hear his voice growl in my ear, "Are you sure, buddy? Are
you really ready for this?" before I gasped out "Yes!" and my world
changed forever.

*Sorry for the cliffhanger everybody but that seemed like the perfect
spot to end it. Chapter III will be hot on the heels of Chapter II and I
assure you it'll be very explicit because I know I need a really dirty
release to follow that up just from writing it! Thanks again and I'm
literally about to start writing Part III so if hopefully it'll be up
really soon!!*