Camp is one of those places that you go to for a variety of different reasons. Some go because their parents are making them. Others go to find themselves. Yet others go to make friends and develop special relationships. I'm no different than anyone else. I went for those friends and relationships.
I went to this place called Camp Davids in upper Michigan. My parents went there as campers and then as counselors. Their parents did the same. And even my great grandparents went up there too! It's been a tradition, but everyone tends to meet their husband or wife there. Go figure. But enough of his boring stuff.
I had been going to Camp Davids since I was seven. It was my tenth year up there. Here I am getting ready for my senior year of high school and I'm still stuck up at this camp because my parents want me to be there. Don't get me wrong. I Love the camp and all... but working all summer and then having to be a camper, that just sucked.
It sucked except that I got to see my best friend Jon. You see every year we get to see our camp friends we met the years before. But it's only for a week. And last year when I was going to be a Junior, this little freshman and I became best buds. Now Jon was going to be a sophomore. I couldn't wait to see him. And boy did he look good.
You know how your freshman year of high school, you sort of find yourself. where you fit in, what you like, how you dress... all that fun stuff. Well, here I am playing tether ball acting like the idiot I am and all I hear is, "Hey Chris, you couldn't beat me if I had both hands tied around my back!" Lo and behold it was my bud Jon! He had sure filled out since the last time I saw him. We had written a couple of time throughout the year and he told me about how he was on the school wrestling team. Boy could you see it.
Jon was 5'8", 107 pounds (according to his stats), with dark brown hair that he combed forward with that cute little spike thing in the front and milk chocolate colored eyes. He the cutest freckles all over his nose and upper cheeks. And his lips, MY GOD, were to die for. He had these pouty lips that were full and... you get the picture. The type where you just wish you could lock them with your own. Put that all together, you've got a really cute 15 year old staring at you challenging you to a teather ball game! Of course I couldn't resist!
"You don't stand a chance Jonny!" And he didn't. I was almost a foot taller than he was. 6'4", 210 pounds, black hair and dark brown eyes. Most people describe me as tall, dark, and handsome. You see I worked there all summer because I was old enough. So I had this killer tan by the end of the summer. But I quickly beat him and made him look really silly because the first game he played all summer was a losing one! To be honest, I was the only one he lost to all week. But we did the usual first day stuff. Ate dinner (woo hoo hamburgers), got the camp tour, and evening activity. The rest of the night we had free!
Of course you never get to talk one on one with the person you've been dying to talk to all year when you want to... but oh well. We had other friends and they were just as excited to see me as I was to see Jon. Ok maybe not as excited as I was but you know. But anyway, Jon, a few others and I decided to sneak out that night. We did the usual boy thing and pranked a few cabins. Then we got tired and went back to our cabin. Jon's bunk was right next to me. So we whispered about all the things we did the last year. But of course our conversations weren't the same as others in the cabin. While everyone else were talking about which girls were cute and how they are going to hook up with them, Jon and I were talking about how bored we've been at school.
We finally quieted down. By that time my eyes were adjusted to the dark and I could see quite well. I think it took me about two hours laying there looking at Jon sleep before I finally fell asleep.
The next night was much the same except the counselors pick up on our sneaking out so we were threatened with being sent home if we snuck out again. So the cabin just played around inside. Even though Jon was a good friend, the cabin mates and I had to play a joke on the first one asleep. And Jon got that honor. I knew how Jon slept. You could drop a 50 pound weight on his chest and he'd just roll over as if it never happened. So one guy said, "Let's draw on him with markers."
Soon, Jon the human canvas was covered with black and red permanent marker! It was so funny. We all went to asleep to wake up to Jon screaming, "What the hell! You guys are all gonna get it!" The whole cabin just burst into laughter.
The next night was similar to that one but it was much quieter. With the threat of going home over our heads we just went straight to sleep. Except I couldn't sleep. Again, I just laid in my bed starring at Jon. He was so beautiful. So innocent. So peaceful. I went over to his bed and knelt down. I watched as his stomach went up and down with every deep breath. I put my hand on his naked chest. He had the perfect body. I knew he was such a deep sleeper; I really didn't worry about him waking up. My right hand slid up and down his well shaped chest. His pecks were boyish yet strong. His stomach was sporting a six pack with a little fat over it. It was so cute. I wanted to feel his body all night. I put my other hand on his chest. I moved my hands around in a circular motion across his chest and stomach. My eyes fixated on all different parts of his body. His face, his chest, his stomach, my hands. He was beautiful. I started to play with his nipples. They were so soft. I was wondering if they would get hard. All of a sudden, Jon started to stir in his sleep. I freaked out and basically ran to the washroom. I thought he woke up but he didn't. He was just moving.
This started a nightly ritual for me. Jon would fall asleep and every time I'd go a little bit farther. On Wednesday, he was sleeping on his stomach leaving that beautiful ass exposed. Sleeping in only boxers was a dream come true for me. That night I crept over to his bed and did the same as I did the day before. I put my hands on his muscular back. Up to his chest. I gave him a sensual back rub. His skin was so soft. It had a grip to it that I had never felt before. I guess that's how someone else's skin feels. Every inch of him was like an inch of heaven. I got bolder and bolder. I had to touch his ass! So I did. but that wasn't enough. I went down to his legs and slipped my hands up his boxers to his butt. Shivers rushed up my body as I realized I was touching his cheeks. I couldn't believe what I was doing. I hopped back into my bed. I kept thinking about what I had done. I mean he was asleep for God's sake!
The next day was so hot!!! It had to make it up to 102. The counselors said we should put our bed mattresses on the ground. It's cooler near the ground. I thought to myself, "It's hot enough in this cabin with Jon." But Jon suggested that we sleep next to each other. Of course I jumped at the chance. So that night here we are lying next to each other. Both of us have boxers only on. Only a sheet covering us. it was WAY to hot for a sleeping bag. Thank goodness we both brought sheets. But I fell asleep right away. I woke up a while later to find Jon's hair in my face and his arms around me as if he were embracing me. OH THE AGONY! He was cuddling with me in his sleep! So what I do is I nuzzle up to him so my face is about 3 inches away from me. He's still hugging me though as if I were a huge teddy bear. There we were. Locked in a child like Hug. His supple lips so close that I could have them if I only reached for the prize.
I had only kissed once before. That was with a girl only a month before. I felt going 17 years of life without kissing was enough and I had a chance so I took it. But there was Jon. Practically begging for me to kiss him. I drew closer to him. His mouth was open waiting for me to lock my lips and slip my tongue in. I got about an inch away and had to turn back. What was I thinking. I rolled over so I broke the embrace. But he didn't move. Just his arms curled up so he would be comfortable. I looked at him. At his lips. At him. Then I moved closer and starred at his face. I shook my head because I felt it was wrong. Then I said to myself aloud in a soft whisper, "What the hell. Here goes nothing." And I closed my eyes and went down for a kiss. As I neared his lips, I felt a hand on my neck. I opened my eyes in a panic and the hand yanked me toward Jon and I felt Jon's tongue pierced my lips! My eyes must have opened a mile wide in shock. But my whole body must have had about one million volts of electricity go through it! I closed my eyes and enjoyed Jon play with my tongue. It was so beautiful. So soft. So fulfilling. Nothing like anything I had ever experienced. Fireworks couldn't do it justice. WOW is about all I could think of. If the kiss lasted a minute, it lasted a year. And all I did was enjoy it. After we finally broke it, I pulled back and looked right at Jon and he said, "Tomorrow we sneak out." He winked at me and we both just laid there starring into each other's eyes.
I think we finally fell asleep at 5:00. I think the sun was starting to come up. But that whole day all I could think of was last night. I was excited about what could happen that night, but also upset because it was Friday (the last night). After a day full of activities, bad food, and boring speakers, night fell. At about 12:48, Jon and I snuck out of the cabin and Jon started running. I yelled in a loud whisper, "Where we going?"
"Wait and see baby!"
So I just ran after Jon and I finally caught up and tackled him. "I want to know where we're going!"
While laughing, Jon said, "It's a surprise. You'll love it."
We came up to the lounge building. We campers were not allowed in there during the summer. But there were a lot of couches and chairs and stuff with games like pool, air hockey, and ping pongee. But it also had secluded rooms with furniture in it. My mind raced with the possible things we could do. Jon opened the door to a room and went in. He motioned for me to come in so I did. There was a couch and two love seats there. There weren't any windows but there was a door. What was the construction designer thinking?!
He motioned me over to the couch and I sat down. He went over to the door and closed it. To be safe, he moved one of the love seats over so no one could get in. It would be awkward to explain if someone tried to get in but the door was blocked, but even more so if we were walked in on. Jon kicked off his shoes and socks with his feet. I followed his lead. "You think I could sleep through all you did to me? Why do you think I slept on my stomach that one night?" I just laughed and Jon seductively walked over to me. Our eyes didn't leave from the others once. I laid on the couch fully clothed and he got on top of me straddling me. His crotch was touching mine. We were both getting a little hard. Ok so we were both sporting raging hard ons. But it's hard to feel anything through Jean shorts which we were both wearing. He practically ripped my shirt off me. "How you like it baby?" and he started rubbing my stomach and chest. Then he started lightly twisting my nipples. It was driving me crazy. I had no clue what to do with my hands. "Oh my God." is all I could say.
He brought his face down towards mine and when we were nose to nose, he changed direction. He started kissing my chest. Then my nipples! Oh my gosh, having your nipples played with is one thing, but to have someone kissing them is something else. He started flicking my one nipple with his tongue. It was driving me crazy! I put my hands on his head. I ran my hands through his soft full hair. I reached around to his neck and then I reached all the way down and took his shirt off for him. By this time he was down to my navel. We both hand pants on and I unbuttoned my pants and he did the same. I unzipped. He unzipped. We both stripped to our boxers. Both of us rock hard. I put my hands under his arm pits and directed him up to meet me face to face. The underarm was so warm and a little moist. It drove me wild. I kissed him. This time I was the one to explore his mouth. . I kept my hands under his arms while rapped his arms and hand around me and rubbed my back in a very caring and seductive way.
I ran my hands all the way down his sides to his boxers and put my hands under his elastic strap. I slid his boxers down and he kicked them off. Through our kiss, he started to move so he could lay on the couch. He body was beautiful. He was basically hairless except for his pubic hair which sported a nice line above his dick. From his lips, I started kissing him down to his neck. Then to his chest. Then to his stomach. To his belly button. Under it. To his pelvis. Through all this brushing my body against his raging hard on. I kissed his pubes. The tickled my nose. It was a scent that was new yet beautiful to me. He kept thrusting himself at me while I was still kissing his pelvis and stomach. "SUCK IT DAMN YOU! SUCK IT!" How could I resist that?! I opened my mouth and took his dick in my mouth. I had never done anything like this before. I had no clue what to do. So I did what he asked. I sucked. My tongue ran the length of his dick. I could feel his head at the back of my throat. It was awesome. Never before have I felt so close and bonded with another. Jon put his hands on the back of my head and kept pushing me down on him. At the same time, he would thrust his dick in my mouth as far as he could. He developed a steady rhythm. He started to get faster. His dick felt like it was swelling in my mouth. And as soon as I knew it, he was squirting in my mouth! 3 powerful blasts and a few not so powerful hits. It tasted so good. I kept sucking on it as if I were drinking a really thick shake. Of course I wanted more! I then pulled off and started licking him like a lolly pop. He started getting limp, but that didn't matter. It still tasted great.
Jon was just moaning. And of course I was still hard as a rock. Jon knew that. So he pulled me off him and made me lie down. He started sucking on me... but we barely got anywhere before Jon backed off me and got on the floor on all fours with his perfect ass in the hair. "Fuck me like a dog baby!" I placed my hands on the ass I so loved and with my dick slippery from Jon's spit, I tried slipping it in his tight ass. I went slowly because I didn't want to hurt him. Jon seems like he was in pain, but he kept urging me to keep going. I started slow. But Jon kept telling me to go faster. So I obeyed. I kept pumping his ass. "You wanted it last night. Now it's yours!" With that, I started banging him harder. My balls slapping against his. That was a fun feeling. Your balls flying back and forth stopping only because his were there! I felt my climax coming. "Faster Faster." Jonny yelled. And all of a sudden, I blew my load into him. It was so weird shooting inside someone. Jon just moaned. I was still in him when I realized he was jacking himself off. And I felt his muscles contract around me. "Oh my GOD!" I screamed. I realized he had reached another orgasm while I was still inside him. It made my dick feel so hard again I shot again!
I pulled out and Jon got up. He walked right up to me and smiled. And he kissed me again. I didn't want that to ever have to end! But I knew it would. We walked back to the cabin with my arm around his shoulders and his arm around my waist. We snuck back in without anyone ever knowticing. The next day we had to leave. So I gave Jon this HUGE hug and he returned the favor. I said, "I'll miss you." He replyed, "Not as much as I'll miss you," That year we talked maybe once. It's so hard when you live so far away. But we never did get to see each other again. I graduated high school and went to college far away from him. He is still at the camp working with the mantainance. I think someday I'll go up there for a visit.
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