It had been a busy first day @ Oshkosh Music Camp. My "Junior Camper" had been a nice surprise. He was bright, excited to have a 6 week experience with intensive music, with lessons, concerts, and lots of contact with other teenage music students who had been chosen to attend camp by virtue of their promise as young artists. Every Junior Camper had a Senior roommate. So even though I was only four years older than his thirteen, I'd had three years of music camp experience. And there would be plenty of time for swimming, sports, hiking and general fun. We looked like brothers: he about 5'6" and 125#, thin and angular and not filled out yet, but ash blonde and cute. I'm 6' and 172#, "dirty" blonde hair, and nice looking too, thank you. Our initials came out the same too, me Josh Ogleby and him Jonathan Offut. By the end of camp, we would be known as "the J/O brothers". We were both clarinet players and had time before turning in to play a few riffs and get to compare our musical interests and training. The day ended early. By nightfall we'd collected our lesson plans, a map of the camp, schedules, put our tent in order, stowed the gear, made the beds etc. and we were happy to crash by 10:00. He had been careful to turn his back to me while putting on his pajamas, but I thought I caught a furtive glance at my package as I got undressed. I made no point of hiding my nakedness as I got into bed, without nightclothes as was my habit.
My blankets were being jerked, I rolled over and checked the clock: 2:25 AM. What the hell?
"I, I'm sorry, but I'm f, f, freezing to death! Do we have another blanket?" the kid said, teeth chattering.
"Nope," I said, "but come on in to my bed and we can keep each other warm."
He did, and by the time he had stopped shivvering, I felt a distinct hard penis pressing against my leg. He tried to pull away but I held him close.
He said, "I'm sorry, but that happens a lot lately...".
"Me too" I said, and pulled his hand down to my by now very hard eight inch member. He jerked his hand away, but when I began to gently stroke his what felt like a six inch boycock, his hand again went tentatively back to my hardon. About four strokes was all it took before he shuddered, whimpered, and I felt hot squirts of his cum splatter on my leg.
"Oh, God, what was that? What happened?" he said.
I said, "You just had an orgasm, and a very nice one. Haven't you had one before?"
"Well, maybe. At night lately I guess that's happend a few times. My mom told me, when she washed my newly "starched" pajamas that I'd had a wet dream, and it was ok, it happens to boys my age and it's normal. But it never felt like this! Can we do it again?"
"Not tonight for you, but maybe tomorrow." I said.
"Can I do it for you?", he said.
"OK but only under the blanket. I don't want some nosy guy sticking his head in the tent while you choke my chicken." I said. The boy popped under the blanket like The Rabbit in Alice In Wonderland. Then he popped out again.
"Could I have the flashlight? I'd like to see...." he said.
Jon was so excited he could hardly turn on the flashlight. He'd barely seen his own hard penis, let alone the much larger one bouncing with every heartbeat in front of his nose. He noticed with wonder the drop of clear fluid oozing from the tip of Josh's member and followed it with his eyes as it trickled down the shaft to the ballsac below. Tentatively, he touched the stream, discovered it was slippery, and began slowly to rub it on Josh's rockhard dick.Good musician that he was, he noted tha Josh's muffled moans were loudest when he spread the precum around the head of his penis, and most notably when he circled the corona and gave extra attention the Josh's G spot under the very deep red, shiny glans.
"Ah, God, you're driving me nuts! Stroke me, stroke me! I want to cum!" wailed Josh. Jon did as he was told and after only a few strokes he noticed Josh's legs begin to twitch, then his belly and then Josh's cock throbbed. The first one produced a large blob of precum, the second a small drop of cum and with the third throb, a thick stream or boycream erupted as Josh's hips rose off the cot. "Ungh, UNGH, UHH, UH, Uh, uh, o, oooooo, Man that was wonderful! Don't let go, I'm still cumming!" Josh said.
Jon had a good practice the next morning and decided he would definitely enjoy his musicamp experience. He couldn't help but notice the girl sitting across from him. She was cute as a bug, deep red hair, lots of freckles, and a big smile for him. But mostly he was thinking about the swim Josh had promised after lunch and playing clarinet with a hardon was not easy. He caught the girl looking at the tent in his pants not once but twice. She realized she had been discovered peeking the second time and treated him with a blush, and then that smile again.
Josh met him at the mess tent with their towels and they headed for the woods where Josh promised privacy for their lunch. Jon noted that he hadn't bothered to bring swim trunks. The swimming hole was a bend in a wide stream a ten minute walk into the woods. Josh started to unpack the lunch but Jon brought up the old myth that one should not swim after eating, so they'd better swim first. By the time Jon had his jeans off, his dick was at full erection, pointing straight ahead. Josh's lovely big member slowly filled and hardend, and rose until is was plastered flat on his belly, the tip touching his belly button. "Boy", said Jon, "I wish mine did that! It wouldn't show so much when I get excited."
"The angle of the dangle is different for everybody but you have a nice cock now and lots of growing to do. By next year you'll have one as big as mine." said Josh. "Stretch out on your towel and I'll send you to paradise. Ah ha! I think you're intrerested. Look at that precum!" Josh bent down and gently licked the precum oozing from the boy's dick. "Yummy. Saltier than mine and delicious."
"Is that the slipperey stuff leaking out of the tip of your penis that I rubbed on you lhis morning?", said Jon. "I want to taste it too." So Josh took the boy's hand and directed it to his cock. "Gee, that does taste nice. Can I taste yours?" Without waiting for a reply, Jon's mouth was on Josh's bright red dickhead and industriously licking. "I really can't tell the difference, but I like it!"
Josh found a sandwich in the lunch bag and caated is index finger with butter. "LIft your legs up, Jon, and see how this feels." Josh began to rub his butterey over and around Jon's butthole and the boy began to squirm.
"It tickles, but it feels good. After a minute or two, he said "Oh, wow, that feels great." Continuing to rub, Josh dropped his mouth to the boy's now profusely leaking penis and began to oh so gently suck.
Josh said, "I want you to let me know when you"re about to cum, so give me a little warning." Realizing that the boy wouldn't last long, wh shifted to his balls and began eagerly licking and rolling them around with his tongue while his slippery finger continued the assault. Then his tongue and lips returned to engulf the boy's stonyhard cock.
"Oh, God," said Jon, "I think I'm gonna do something...." Without slowing down, Josh slid his finger up the boy's poopchute.
The boy began to moan and roll from side to side, josh slid his finger all the way in, Jon's acorn sized prostate doubled in size and firmness and with the first spasm of his anus, Josh lifted his head to watch the fun. Jon felt the same increasing tightness in his pelvis, almost painful in it's intensity, but unlike last night, it didn't frighten him. Tighter, tighter, tighter.....KZZZZZAP! and he felt ths jizz racing up his cock. It felt like a warm BB and the sensation when it zigzagged through his glans was indescribably wonderful. Zap again and again until he thought he would faint. Finally the throbbing subsided and he opened his eyes to see a broadly grinning Josh with cum dripping down his face and a large glob dangling from his chin. Josh gently pulled his finger from the boy's butthole and that sensation caused another delightful spasm for Jon.
I'm sitting here with a hardon that is so extreme it borders on the painful. A friend would return the favor....Friend he was, and he eagerly began to engulf Josh's monster member. It took longer for Josh to cum, but when he did, the boy had the pleasure of feeling a load of warm cum bather his throat. He didn't need to ask permission, he swallowed the load. "Yummy," said Jon "but I think I like the taste of the precum better."
The cute redhead carried in her 'cello but this time was wearing a short tartan skirt. She glanced over at Jon, spread her legs to engulf the 'cello and Jon was treated to sight of a naked pussy weathed in a fine fuzz of red hair. His eyes almost popped out of his head, his cock immediately rose and she tucked the instrument between her legs. Only then did the boy look up and this time she was openly laughing. The conductor had to pause in the rehearsal not once but twice because Jon was playing clumsily and off the beat. Afterwards, he packed his clarinet but before he could talk to her she had left the room. He told Josh about it at lunch and Josh concluded the boy had received a truly "open invitation". "Hey, Jon, we have time before the afternoon gig to teach you about the manly art of the condom. Come on to the tent, I'll pick one up, get the towels and let's head over to the old swimmin' hole."
Without hesitation, they both stripped naked and Josh rolled a condom on Jon's throbbing dick."Just make sure you put it on right side up, because it doesn't work the other way and you'd look like an idiot trying!" said Josh. I'll confess, I've been waiting for a cock that size for my first time as a bottom. Besides, I think you'll enjoy it and it'll be an introduction to proper fucking."
To Be Continued