CAMP S.U.C.K.
S. "You are all teenagers and all are here having been sent by various counsellors to help clarify your position on the GLBT Sexual Spectrum. Many of you know that Dr. Kinsey and his staff, many decades ago, deduced that all of us are bisexual. Some more on the gay end, some more on the straight end, but no one is absolutely 100% anything. The counsellors at this camp are all bisexual, somewhere around the middle of the spectrum, and are here to help you on your journey of discovery. We all wear pink and blue neckerchiefs to identify us, since many are in their late teens or early twenties and look like campers themselves.
U. Understanding the ramifications of the sexual and societal limits of our identified spot on the scale of gayness, the pleasures, risks, etc. and also those of our neighbors who may well be on a different plane.
C. Careful. This is a key item. You will observe, learn, participate and understand more about sexuality in the next seven weeks than the vast majority of people will ever know. And a major key to enjoying your choice through a long and healthy life is to understand how to avoid unnecessary risks.
K. Kindness. There will be no teasing, bullying, forceful coercion or unkind behavior of any sort tolerated. The first such instance buys you a ticket home on the next bus. For instance, if you see a couple making love, do join them unless invited.
One other item: I'm sure you have noticed by now that I and the other counsellors are not wearing any clothing except for our neckerchiefs and a little fannypack. Clothing is optional here. The boys will take to that quickly, the girls less so. Everyone at their own pace, but you will find your fannypack on your bunk with your name embridered on it. It is waterproof and is to be worn at all times, even showering or swimming. Clothing is not optional, however, in your tent. There all will be bare as the day they were born unless we hit a cold spell which is not likely in Alabama in the summer. Every week you will rotate to a new tent with new tentmates.
Now, off to your assigned tents. Before lunch, we will introduce you to the proper method of using a condom and you will meet your first counsellor and seven other kids you will get to know well. So, have fun, learn a lot, be kind, and take care."
Jon was the third one into the tent and nobody had taken anything off. The counsellor was fourth and without a word the kids started to peel off their clothes. The rest straggled in and the last was the cutest. About 5'6", maybe 110#, just a little well done makeup, blonde hair in a ponytail, nice tits and a shy smile. She was slow to undress and when the bra came off, there was no apparent breast development to be seen. When her panties came off, the reason for her flat chestedness became apparent: she had a dick. A very nice, long dick. All the guys had erections and hers followed suit. The put on their fannypacks to get them adjusted. Not much there. Some lube packets and a dozen condoms. "Her" fannypack read Billie Winters. For the condom exercise, the girls put condoms on the boys and then the boys put condoms on the boys. Poor Tim, before Jack could roll the condom all the way on his hard cock, Tim lurched and came. He came a bunch and Jack's hands were dripping. There was a shocked silence until Ben, the counsellor, saved the day: "Hey, Tim that's a helluva load for a thirteen year old. You gotta be proud. You ejaculated so fast because you're overly excited and haven't had enough sex to take the edge off. In no time at all, that will cure itself. Nothing like a couple of climaxes a day to tame the beast. OK, guys, we're off to lunch."
Jon sat with Billie at lunch and through the long afternoon of sex education. The ended the day on a hike around the forty acres of campground. Billie was not at his table for dinner, but he met some interesting kids and the food was good. Back to the tent by the mandatory 9PM. Ben: "As an icebreaker, let's all tell the group about our first climax. Mine is pretty routine, so I'll go first. My older brother taught me the joys of self abuse a couple of months after my twelfth birthday. I didn't squirt anything, but it sure felt great and I kept at it until about six months later I produced cum."
Mary was next: "I was thirteen, taking a shower and we had a new shower thingy; the shower head was on a hose instead of up on the wall. Anyway, I was rinsing my, er, pussy and I found a spot that felt great, so I kept squirting it and it made me orgasm. I still enjoy that shower."
Margot was next: "I went to the school nurse a couple of times because I had this itch in my crotch. She examined me and could find no discharge, redness or infection. Finally she got some baby oil and rubbed it on my clitty and kept rubbing until I came. She told me whenever i got really itchy to do the same thing, and it works!"
There weren't many black kids in camp, but Tim was one, and he had a really big penis. He was a big kid anyhow, but his cock was heroic. Ben told him he would go to the office and get him some Magnum size rubbers. Tim: "I was thirteen, in church, a really strict Evangelical Fundamentalist church, and standing at the urinal trying to pee, but I had a big hardon and couldn't go. The minister came in, took a look, told me it was the devil in me that made my penis swell and jerked me off. He wasn't very gentle exorcizing the devil, and I didn't like him at all, so we changed churches but I have been trying to get rid of that devil every day since."
When the laughing quieted down Jon began: "It was the week after my thirteenth birthday and I woke up in the middle of the night and heard voices coming out of my parents bedroom. Their door was open a crack and there was my father, tied to the bedposts with a big hardon and he kept begging my mother to let him cum. She'd stroke him a little and then quit and he was going nuts. She finally got him off and he squirted a big, I mean BIG load all over his chest and stomach. So I went back to my room and had my first ejaculation."
Billie: "My ballet instructor noticed that often during classes, I would get an erection that showed in my leotard and one day he called me into his office and asked me if I knew how to make that not happen. I said no, so he asked me to pull down my leotard and he used his hand to make me orgasm."
Jack said he woke up one morning on his stomach with an erection and he squirmed in bed. It felt good so he kept it up until he came. "Scared me half to death, I was afraid I broke something!"
Fred said he was walking through the woods on a shortcut to home after school and he heard moaning, so he walked toward the sound and saw two boys jacking each other off. Fred got pretty hot watching that, dropped trou and choked his chicken.
Ben: "So, diversity is the norm. The only thing I can be sure you all have in common is that after your first time, many more followed in quick succession. which one of you only had that first orgasm? I don't see any hands raised, so I was right. Why the Victorians thought masturbation was evil and led to all sorts of ailments is beyond comprehension. In fact we have all found it is a great tension reliever and it's a lot easier to concentrate on homework when you aren't majorly hard, horny and distracted!"
They were walking to the swimming hole and Jon noticed that well over half the girls and virtualy all the boys were naked. He and Billie played in the water for a while, and when climbing the bank to the shore Billie slipped and Jon caught her before she fell. She rose on tiptoes and said, "Aren't you sweet.", and gave him a little kiss. But he didn't let go. He pulled her in tight and returned the kiss. And it lasted, and got more intense. "Oooo! Lovebirds!" cooed a girl nearby. Both blushing, they started back to the tent holding hands, both with erections bobbing as they walked. Billie: "Gee, isn't it interesting. Your thingy points straight up and mine sticks straight out."
"It's like Ben said, diversity appears to be the norm.", said Jon.
"And you make so much precum. Look at it dripping down.", said the girl. "I wonder what it tastes like?"
Jon lied, "I don't know. Would you like a taste?" In answer, she led them behind a bush, dropped to her knees and licked the stream dripping down the underside of his cock.
Billie: "Sort of sweet but tangy. Nice. Would you like to taste me?" There was a large drop of crystal clear precum on the tip of her "clitty" and he licked it off. Then he took the head of her cock in his mouth, licked all around it and took her all the way down, his tongue licking as he went. Her hands were holding his head and clearly she didn't want him to stop. In less than a minute, she began to moan, and then let out a little high pitched "Eeeee!", her cockhead swelled even further, then pulsed and his mouth filled with her hot jizz. He held her in his mouth until she began to soften, then looked up and said: "Your precum was nice, but the cum is even nicer".
"Oh, thank you. My first time, and I know I'll never forget it. Could I do you now?" He stood, she kneeled and greedily, she took as much of his member as she could get in her mouth. Her hand went to his ballsac and began to gently fondle his gonads as she sucked. There was nothing gentle or teasing about her lovemaking this trip, she ate like she was starving for his cum. He wanted the sensation to last, but soon he felt the pressure build behind his scrotum, and build until it was almost painful in its intensity. His glans got even more sensitive, and then he warned her, "I'm gonna cum. Oh God, I'm gonna cum!" The first wad of semen raced down his dick, and half dozen more followed as he whined, Ah, Ah, ahhh, ahhhhh, O, O. Ohhhh! Damn, that's great!. Don't stop!" And gently now, she licked the last few drops of cum from his wand.
He lifted her up, held her tight and they exchanged a cummy kiss. "Boy!", he said, "I don't want that to be the last time. It was like no other climax I've ever had!"
The next afternoon he went back to the tent and looking through the door flap he saw Jack on his bunk stroking his cock. Jon was immediately hard and he stuck his head in the tent and asked: "Uh, would you like a little help with that?" Jack nodded, so Jon sat on the bunk and admired jack's cock. It was average length, but thick with a big glans. Jon took the cock in his hand and Jack's cockhead seeped a drop of precum.
Jack: "If you lie next to me with your head down around my knee, I can stroke you at the same time." Jon did as advised and it was an exciting experience to have dual pleasure. Jack said, "The first day, remembeer they showed us a diagram of where the prostate is, and I'd like to see what it feels like to have it touched." Jon opened his fanny pack, took out a packet of lube, greased up his finger and slid it in Jack's pooper. Jon found the firm lump of the prostate and began to rub it while he stroked the leaking cock in front of him. "Ah, man, that feels wild. Would you like me to rub yours too?", said Jack.
"You bet.", said Jon. "Wow! It's almost too much! We're stroking each other in and out. You're making me feel sort of like I have to pee, but don't stop!" A couple of minutes later, Jon felt Jack's prostate swell and get harder and Jack said: "OH, I'm close. I'm gonna pop! I'm gonna, AAaarrghhh!" The first shot was clear, probably mostly precum, and it hit Jon's leg. Jack rolled more on his basck and the next spurts shot a foot in the air. "Oh, Oh, O. O. ahhhhhh! Shit!" Jack howled. That did it for Jon and he felt the dam break behind his balls and he squirted cum all over Jack's bed. They lay there, both in some kind of celestial orbit, holding each other'seeping members, fingers still up each other's butts and were startled when Ben began to clap.
Ben: "Hey, nice job you guys. Wish I could have had that on my camcorder! Now, If you don't mind, I'm going to open up the tentflap. It smells like a sprem bank in here!"
The last night in this tent about two O:Clock in the morning Jon woke up to Bonnie whispering in his ear: "I'm cold, can I snuggle in with you?" Whart's a gentleman to do? "Sure", he said. It became immediately apparent that she had a very stiff cock so Jon got out of bed and got back in head first. She pried his woody down and had it in her mouth before Jon could follow suit.God, she tasted good!They came almost simultaneously, Jon reversed positions in bed and they enjoyed the spermiest french kiss they would have for a long time. When they all woke up, Margot and Mary were in bed together too, so the thought of separation, even by less than a five minute walk, was on more than one mind.
TO BE CONTINUED