Adam Hardshaft could have easily passed for a sixteen year old; in fact he had to produce an ID when he first started going to nightclubs. But he never really liked the 'straight' scene his friends had taken him to in his last year at Gaelic Boys' College, so now at Hammersfield Teachers' Academy he had a whole new cast of fellow students to consider for new friends.
As a tradition, Gaelic Boys' College had an arrangement with Hammersfield's first year Physical Education students to spend part of their induction assisting at Gaelic's junior outdoor camp, 'Wintersun', situated in the foothills of the Casterton Ranges, about two hours drive from Melbourne, Australia. The camp comprised about fifty boys at any one time, chosen as the best achieving students from the junior school, as well as those who had done well in their Year Seven entrance exam. The boys were aged between eleven and fifteen. Adam was eighteen years and two months.
Along with Adam were three other first year trainees, as well as three supervising teachers from Gaelic, and the full time camp co-ordinator. The Hammersfield students shared a four bedded dorm, while the supervising staff enjoyed more salubrious accommodations. The junior boys were allocated to four spartan dorms, each with fourteen bunk beds.
A warm bright day in February and the two buses from Gaelic Boy's rolled up the gravel road to 'Wintersun', leaving a dusty trail in their wake. Anxious and eager faces of young teenage boys peered through the windows as the buses pulled to a halt near the parking bay then a steady stream of nervous youngsters emerged from the exit doors, to the sound of screeching feedback over the camp's loudspeakers. The youngsters were guided by the teachers to the assembly area, where Gordon Bigone, the camp's co-ordinator, standing on a dais with the Aussie flag raised behind d him, began to address the new boys.
"One, two, testing.." Gordon tested the sound by tapping on the microphone, and when the level was right he adjusted the stand for his height. A stocky man of about forty, he knew his job well and how to whip young teenage boys into line.
"Right boys, QUIET!" Norman bellowed into the mike and the chattering schoolboys quickly submitted to his command. "Welcome to 'Wintersun'. You all know your teachers, Mr Jackman, Mr Pulling and Mr Wanke. Now I'd like you to meet our assistants from Hammersfield..." fiddling with through the pages on his clipboard Gordon turned to the four youthful students who had been ushered onto the dais. "Danny Lykmi... Jamie Cockleberry... Karl Sachemoff... and finally.. Adam Hardshaft. After each introduction, the PE student received a polite round of applause from the smiling boys assembled in front of them.
Gordon spent half an hour going through the camp rules, then read out the list of the thirteen boys whom he would be supervising, then directed them to their dorm. The three other teachers in turn read from their lists and accompanied his group to their respective dorms. It was turning out to be a hot day and when everyone was settled in Gordon told them they were free to please themselves until dinner time.
It was lights out at 2100 hours for the youngsters but Adam and his three fellow students decided to quit early as well, agreeing that they would need all their energy for the next day. The teachers retired to the staff lounge, shaking hands with Adam, Danny, Jamie and Karl who moved off to their shared quarters.
They were four youthful, good looking young men with well proportioned bodies, perfect skin and teeth and easy going personalities - excellent role models for growing teenage boys. The four lads exchanged small talk that night before they retired to bed. Karl emerged from the shower with a towel around his waist and said "you guys don't mind if I sleep starkers?" He unwrapped his towel, placing it on a rack and strolled nonchalantly to his bunk, the three other youths trying not to stare at his well developed but soft cock.
"I usually do anyway," said Jaimie, removing his athletic briefs and displaying his naked body, then quickly slipping under the sheets before his seven inch erection reached full capacity.
"Suits me too," said Danny, undressing casually then revealing a dangling five incher, underscored by large fuzzy balls and topped off by a thick crop of black pubic hair, a faint trail of the 'linea alba' snaking up to his belly button. He strolled slowly towards his bunk, three pairs of eyes following him all the way as he lay stomach down, his bubble buns flexing as he punched his pillow into shape.
"What about you Adam? You're not embarrassed?" asked Karl.
"No ... er... but that about the mosquitoes?" he replied, lying on his bed fully clothed, a warm flush spreading over his face as he tried to coax his seven inch throbber back to a more complacent position.
"Not a problem!" said Karl, reaching into his pack and pulling out a can of insect repellent which he sprayed liberally into the air, releasing a pungent eucalyptus perfume. "That'll fix 'em - and there's fly wire over the windows. "Come on Adam, you're amongst men!"
Adam felt resistance was useless and he began to undress, although now he felt a bit more at ease. So what if they saw his hard-on? It was normal anyway. He pulled down his boxers and his elevated cocked was on full display.
"Hey!" remarked Jamie, "nice one!"
"Really good body you've got there Adam," remarked Danny, "you must work out a lot."
"Hey guys, you want to look at some magazine?" Karl reached back into his pack and brought out some gay magazines and tossed them towards his new friends. There was no doubting now that all these young men were on the same length. No longer tired, the boys flicked through the pages, remarking on the boyish young men who adorned the pages.
"Hey guys, there's someone coming." Danny's warning instinctively made the others quickly shove their mags under the sheets as there was a loud knock on their door. "Come in!" called out Danny.
Dave Jackman opened the door and walked in with a painful look on his face. "I'm glad to see I haven't woken you fellows up, but we've just had an unexpected call from the Headmaster. Apparently fifteen of our teaching staff at a school function today have come down with serious food poisoning and there simply aren't enough relief teachers to replace them this week"
"Does that mean the camp will have to be cancelled?" interrupted Adam.
"Well the four senior staff here have to return to school early tomorrow, but if you boys are willing, the camp can continue, but our young boys will be entirely under your supervision - it's really up to you. If you are willing, it would really help us out a lot," explained Dave.
The four youths looked quickly at each other but they all had the same ideas going through their mind - fifty-two young teenage schoolboys under their control, for a whole week. What possibilities! "It won't be a problem, Dave, it will be a learning experience for all of us," said Karl.
"We can't thank you enough," said Jackman, "we really appreciate it. You'll find all the activity programs and details in the main office. I'm sure you'll all do an excellent job. Remember, our boys are very important - we can't let them down. Right then! I'll be off now - we have to leave at six tomorrow morning. Good luck! Dave Jackman moved to each boy and shook each of their hands before turning to leave. "Oh, by the way," he said, fumbling through his pockets. "here are the keys." He pulled a bunch of keys from his office and was about to throw them to Karl when he hesitated, pulling of one of the keys from the ring. He tossed the rest of the bunch to Karl, turned once more to wave his hand, and left the room.
"Well guys," said Karl, grinning broadly, "fifty-two boys and us. Any ideas?"
"I think it's something we need to sleep on," yawned Jamie, switching off his lamp, "but if it's going to stay hot, we should make it a totally nude camp."
"Excellent idea," agreed Adam, turning off his light as well.
"Goodnight boys," said Danny flicking his switch. "I think a nude hike and then the rest of the day skinny dipping!"
"Nighty-night kiddos, and sweet dreams, said Karl, lastly flicking his switch. Just before he drifted into sleep Karl had swirling images of young naked schoolboys. He was sure he was going to have a sweet, wet dream.
Adam On Camp (part 2)
Just before six the next morning Adam was woken by the sounds of the camp four wheel drive starting up and moving down the gravel track to the main road. It was already daylight and the sweet morning air was beginning to fill his nostrils. "Anyone else awake?" he whispered.
Karl and Jamie yawned loudly as Danny barely stirred, half his buns exposed.
"Cute arse Danny!" laughed Adam, as he threw his pillow at the boy's backside. Danny woke with a start.
"What the fuck...!"
"OK fellas, we're in charge now," announced Karl, assuming leadership of the group and heading into the bathroom. Right, let's get the boys up, oh, and remember, it's a totally nude camp. The guys quickly showered off and organized their arrangements. Karl was in charge of Dormitory Number One, Adam was allocated dorm 2, Jamie got number 3 and Danny ended up with dorm 4. As they headed towards their respective dormitories Adam suggested "let's start them with a nice cold shower!"
Precision like, each PE student opened the door of their assigned dorms and stood naked in front of the sleeping boys. Only a whistle adorned their body, which was used to rouse the boys.
"Wake up boys!" barked Adam, the shrill of his silver whistle causing his young charges to bolt upright from their bunk beds, where they gazed in astonishment at the naked youth with the silver whistle. Likewise, the youngsters in the other three dorms were similarly woken to find their group leader standing naked before them. "Shower time lads!" Adam called out, as his drowsy bunch of kids made their way to the washroom.
"To the showers!" ordered Jamie, as his thirteen boys marched into their washroom, which like the others consisted of a row of toilet cubicles, a bank of wash basins, a long stainless steel urinal and six overhead shower roses surrounded by stark white tiles and absolutely no privacy.
"Right guys, strip off and a quick shower, breakfast is in ten minutes," said Danny, following his group of naked young teenage schoolboys to the showers.
"Make sure you was around your private parts completely, like this," instructed Karl, as he lathered his dick and balls with such vigor that he achieved an erection, with many of the boys likewise getting a hard-on as they followed his advice. "If you've got a foreskin, pull it back and give everything a good clean. And don't forget your arse," reminded Karl, "plenty of soap there too."
Just before 0630 hours, fifty-two naked boys and four physical education students headed into the mess hall and proceeded to prepare breakfast from the supply of orange juice, cornflakes and bread. Just after seven o'clock Karl stood in front of the boys and outlined the arrangements for the day. "We break into four groups and hike to the lake. There are four separate hiking tracks. Take these lunch provisions in your back packs and we should reach the lake by ten. Let's get moving then!" The boys lined up to collect their lunch rations then followed their respective leader to the departure point.
Jamie's group headed out on the path that took them past the wildlife sanctuary and the banksia grove. About an hour into the hike Jamie's erection was constantly throbbing and he turned around and stopped his group. His almost vertical hard-on and well-proportioned, tanned body made every boy stare in wonderment and envy, thirteen young teenage boycocks swelling before him. "Right boys, who wants to feel it?" The youngsters surged forward, each taking turns at stroking Jamie's stiff. There were three of the boys who had no pubic hair, but the others sprouted various shades and thicknesses. "Line up boys if you like, I'll give you a suck."
Jamie sat down on the grass in front of a large boulder while the boys waited to feel his rock hard cock, with each of them enjoying the experience of getting their junior sized prick drenched by Jamie's salivating mouth. "Cum over me if you want to," he said as a cute blond thirteen year old was the first to insert his small hard cock, pushing it in and out quickly before sighing softly, withdrawing just before his clear jism dribbled over Jamie's cheeks. Some of the boys blew in his mouth, some rubbed their hard little pricks against his face before cumming, and while some boys obliged Jamie with a quick golden shower after they blew, a few kids found Jamie's gentle hand job the best way of squirting it out.
One thirteen year old had a spontaneous ejaculation as he was waiting for his turn, his semen spurting over the tight buns of the kid in front of him, but then the same boy blew again over Jamie just a couple of minutes later! It took about twenty minutes before the last boy was done, but the PE student's balls were ready to burst.
He stood up and grabbed the boy by the arm, turning him around and pushing his hard-on between the smooth firm bottom of the twelve year old, squeezing the kid's tight hairless balls and working his hand up to his small hard dick, rubbing it as he thrust his own dribbling boner between the young boy's narrow bum crack. Jamie groaned as his supply of ball cream gushed upwards from the crack, splattering in all directions, and then the boy squealing as he achieved a junior orgasm, a few dribbles of jism ending up in Jamie's hand. "Right boys," said Jamie, wiping his hands on the grass, "off to the lake!"
Karl's group needed to stop about half way because although the track was shorter, it was more winding and rocky as it went through a ravine near the creek. He stopped and looked around to find all kids displaying handsome boy- sized erections. "Let's have a quick break here," he said, feeling his prick swell.
"Where can I have a leak?" asked a cute twelve year old.
"Over here if anyone wants a leak," he announced, motioning towards a small grassy clearing. Karl was busting for a piss himself and moved directly in front of a handsome fourteen year old and began to squirt a lengthy stream of warm liquid which arched up to the kid's nipples, dribbling down his tummy. The other boys followed by example and began relieving themselves, with steady soaking streams of golden boypiss spurting from their unfettered hard-ons, with some of the kids playfully aiming their boypee over each other, as well as over Karl.
After having their leak, all boys still had erections and began jerking off, some taking the opportunity to have a mutual wank with a friend. Two youngsters wanted to have a bit of fun with Karl, the first boy kneeling in front of him to suck the young man's rock hard cock as Karl kissed the second boy's nipples and then pulling him to orgasm. While he watched the young boy ejaculate Karl blew a copious amount of jism into the other kid's mouth.
One by one the rest of the group blew their junior cum, either by their own hand or by mutual masturbation; some boys stood upright and did it themselves, others lay on their backs as their friends squatted over them so they could wank together. Eventually Karl decided that his group needed to move on, after they had a bit of a splash in the nearby creek to wash the stuff from their semen- splattered bodies.
Meanwhile Adam's group of thirteen lively youngsters chattered endlessly along the way, talking (naturally) about their dicks, jerking off, pubic hair, their balls, getting stiffs, wet dreams, skinny dipping - and this uninhibited bunch of horny naked teenage boys revealed some amazing stories of their activities in the dorm the night before - Adam thought he might spy on them tonight - perhaps he would even join them!
He called them for a break, and even though they were only about ten minutes from the lake, he felt they all needed a pull. Adam organized them into pairs and told them to watch him. He gently grabbed the arm of a cute blond thirteen year old, then embraced him and started to piss against the kid, who graciously reciprocated, his small stiff boycock pressed against Adam's upper thighs and releasing a bladder full. The young man, now having finished, rubbed his large dick against the boy's smooth flat tummy, then just after a few brief seconds moaned quietly as he released a week's supply of ball cream which spattered against the kid. The little boy began to gasp and Adam stood back as the youngster blew a torrent of jism from his four incher, hands free, as his friends watched on.
The other boys then paired of and repeated the piss-n-cum show, a chorus of moaning and sighing as they each climaxed in quick succession, the fun and excitement of their youthful orgasms clearly visible on the gorgeous faces of these naked semen-soaked teenage schoolboys. Adam, who only moments earlier had blown, found himself squirting a second load of jism, without touching his throbbing prick. He quickly regained his breath. "This way boys, we're almost there!" He led his giggling troop towards the lake, their bodies still glistening with boycum, their dicks temporarily relieved.
Danny's group was the first to arrive at the lake and he turned around to face the thirteen young boys who had been marching behind him, chattering in their boyish way for most of the hike. The young man's eyes feasted on the smooth young bodies before him, this happy group of naked adolescent boys quickly bringing his five inch soft cock to a fully upright and hard nine incher, and the boys couldn't keep their eyes off it.
Without exception each kid found his own dick enlarging to full stiffness without even touching it. None of these boys had ever seen such a monster cock on such a stunning young man. Four youngsters groaned quietly as they experienced a spontaneous, hands-free ejaculation, another five boys were unable to control their raging hormones and began masturbating, quickly achieving orgasms at the sight of their stunning leader's nakedness.
"Who wants to give me a pull?" asked Danny, his dick dribbling copious amounts of sticky pre-cum.
A couple of boys who had not yet blown moved up to Danny, one of them a twelve year old who stood behind him and started to rub his three inch hard-on between the young man's buns, his hand around Danny's waist so he could fondle the youth's dense tuft of pubic hair. The second kid moved to Danny's side, his small hand barely making a complete grip around the trainee student's monster prick and pulling it quickly for a few seconds before the PE student let out a moan of pleasure as his warm white cum gushed uncontrollably in lengthy slurping streams from his throbbing hard-on, the wispy pubes of the twelve year old behind him tickling the top of Danny's buns and heightening his orgasm.
Danny then felt a gush of warm liquid against his upper thigh, while another gush dribbled down his bum crack as the two boys came together, their breathy sighs and hot moist bodies pressing against him filling Danny with a sense of pleasure and release. "Let's go swimming!" he called, the other youngsters running into the clear lake after him.
Within minutes the three other groups emerged from the separate paths that led to the lake, their hot young sweaty bodies aching for some cool relief. Now, fifty-two naked young teenage schoolboys and their youthful instructors were cavorting and splashing in the crystal clear water, their shouts and laughter ringing throughout the surrounding bushland. Towards midday, they emerged to prepare their barbecue lunch.
The remaining few days were spent enjoying each others' company in an environment of totally naked and youthful fun, where the boys learnt valuable communication and practical survival skills, and where comradeship and loyalty were emphasized. The youngsters also discovered a wealth of information about their own bodies and sex in an unashamed and uninhibited atmosphere, where all boys were encouraged to talk about their feelings, fears and ambitions. It was a rewarding and learning experience for everyone.
At the end of the week the four supervising staff returned from school and prepared to drive the group back to Gaelic Boys' College.
"Well boys, how did it go?" asked Gordon Bigone to the young PE students.
"It was fantastic, Gordon," said Karl, handing back the bunch of keys. "We all learnt a lot and so did the boys, and we all had a great time."
"They really look as though they enjoyed themselves," observed Gordon, as the smiling youngsters lined up to board the buses. "I'll make sure you all get good reports."
"Thanks for the opportunity," said Adam, "and if you ever need any of us for any more camps, you can count on us."
"I have to stay here and prepare for next week's camp - the senior boys come up for their induction. Well, it looks like the buses are about to leave - you'd better get on or you'll be stuck here!" Gordon shook the boys' hands and waved as the departing buses made their way down to the main road.
As soon as he was alone Gordon went back to the office and fiddled around in his pocket for the single key he had earlier that week removed from the bunch. Opening the door to the storeroom, he went straight to a cabinet and unlocked it, where a bank of video players flickered in front of him. The dozen concealed cameras and microphones in the dorms, washrooms and around the camp had generated hours of vision, and while the tapes were rewinding Gordon opened a bottle of whisky and poured a glass. He knew he have plenty of shower scenes, but he didn't expect the rest!
Gordon Bigone fell asleep at three the next morning as a large mosquito hovered over his bald head, buzzing as it prepared to take aim.
THE END
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