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Boys' Camp

by Dan

mc; bb; bF; mast

The kid was just weird, that's what Billy thought.  They'd talked a little...the boy's name was Rob, and Billy thought he might be homesick, or maybe just sick.  The guy hadn't been able to hold up his half of the conversation during camp orientation, he just kept getting distracted, and staring off into space.  Now, though, he was just being strange.  They boys were all back in the cabin, and most of them were undressing for the shower.  Weirdo Rob didn't make it all the way to undressed.  He was sitting there on his bed and staring off into space, smiling and wearing nothing but a little pair of white briefs. 

Woah, Billy thought, glancing down between the kid's spread legs.  He's sportin' wood.  The briefs were tented up in front, the boy's four-inch tool poking up at a slight angle.  The weird kid didn't seem to be gay, he wasn't staring at a boy's ass or anything.  He was just kinda...staring.  Maybe he just doesn't want to go shower while he's got a boner.  He had some sympathy for the kid...the camp showers could be kind of intimidating if you were new.  So as he wrapped his towel around his waist and headed for the shower, he nudged the kid who was probably Rob.  "Go ahead and shower, the cold water will totally take care of it." 


The water from his shower head was finally warming up when Billy saw Rob come into the communal shower room.  He still had that weird, glassy-eyed stare, and was walking slow and unsteady.  Plus, he was completely naked, like he'd walked out of the cabin without even a towel.  His smooth little cock was totally on display, and still erect and quivering.  Even though he was weirded out, Billy grinned.  At least his own was a little bigger.  Billy wasn't the only one who noticed the weird kid, though.  Everyone in the shower was glancing over at him.  "Hey, dude, stop staring.  You queer or something?" said David. David was an asshole, but he was an asshole who was taller and stronger than most boys his age.  A lot of boys looked away, wanting to be able to tell the truth when the counselor asked if they saw David beating up the weird gay kid. 

Rob just laughed.  It wasn't really a laugh, more a giggle.  Like he was happy for no reason, and couldn't think much about it.  "No way.  Chicks are awesome."  He wandered into the room with no clear destination, sometimes stepping into the spray of another boy's shower.    That boner wasn't going down, though.  Even though nobody would admit staring, a lot of boys were noticing that it was starting to drip a little bit of white stuff.  "Girls are cool, but there's no girls here, you know?"  he stepped in closer than before to one of the boys already showering, actually rubbing himself against Jared's ass, before the other boy jumped away from the contact.  "We got a sausage party here.  A dick party.  He he...lots of dick."  He finally found a shower he liked, standing under it, letting the water just flow over his body. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Jared said, scrubbing a washcloth against his ass.  "I swear I am so going to kick your butt!"  He glared, and looked like he was about to charge across the shower. 

"Yeah, wrestling in the shower would be cool," Rob said, way too happy.  His cock spurted a little when he said it.  That grin was starting to creep the other guys out.

"Yeah, Jared would be totally into that!" shouted David, earning some laughs from the other boys.  That was it for a little while...uncomfortable staring at each other across the showers, most of the boys went back to washing. 

Rob didn't turn around.  He kept looking.  He didn't know what was going on, really, not anymore.  Everything just felt awesome.  He wasn't having a lot of thoughts anymore, but the few that came to him just seemed to drop right into his cock.  The weird part was that his cock was starting to feel really full, so he started rubbing it.  Being around all these other cocks did something to him...he wished more of them were hard like his.  If his thoughts were going to spray out his dick, maybe he could suck some more out of the other boys. 

The sound of moaning eventually got everyone's attention back to Rob.  He was leaning back against the tile, with his legs spread apart, one hand moving up and down his wet, throbbing dick.  Jism was spraying with almost every stroke....some onto the floor, and sometimes he sprayed his chest, or let it drip down his legs. 

That was too much for the other boys in there.  David moved first, but soon most of them were rushing at the weird boy, slipping a little on the warm jizz on the tiles in front of him.  They grabbed the cum-slick boy, marched him out of the shower door, and threw him out.  "Go back to the cabin, you weird little fuck," said Jared.  Rob started walking away, and that was enough for the rest of the boys.  They went back to try to clean all his nasty goo off their skin. 


Rob was in bed by the time the boys came back.  He didn't look like he was wearing anything, but at least he wasn't jerking off.  Until later that night.  Most of the boys had gotten to sleep by the time the creaking started.  The beds in the cabin were cheap, and they squeaked whenever anybody moved.  It wasn't usually rhythmic squeaking like this, though.  Someone threw a pillow and shouted "Stop spanking your monkey, dude."  It got a giggle out of the boys there, but the noise didn't stop.  A few boys got up to push or slap Rob, to try to stop the noise.  Whenever they touched him, he'd just moan...and some of them grabbed something entirely too wet for their comfort.  After about an hour, the boys quit trying.  The creaking still continued, constantly, until morning. 


The light of day brought everyone a clear view of Rob.  Sometime during the night, he'd kicked his blankets off.  He lay on his bed, knees spread wide, tongue hanging out as he panted and jerked off.  His whole bed was soaked and slimy...his body shone slickly with all the cum.  A strange, almost sweet smell filled the cabin, and the other boys couldn't help staring.  Some of them even felt their cocks growing at the bizarre sight.  Rob was now sporting almost six inches of thick, smooth cock, totally slick with cum and precum.  He'd even used his own cum as lube to slip a finger into his ass, and he was pumping it in and out. 

But not only did dawn bring light, it also brought Trevor, the camp counselor.  He rushed to the naked boy, shaking his shoulders, even slapping his face to try to get his attention.  All he got was a face full of cum from Rob's next orgasm.  Scared, and disgusted, he still decided to take responsibility for the boy.  Trevor wrapped him up in his soaked sheets, and threw the boy over his shoulder.  "David, Pete, come with me," he said, pointing at each one.  Pete was one of the older boys, with dark hair and glasses.  David looked like he was going to complain, then got a good look at Trevor's face.  With the other two boys running ahead and opening doors, and occasionally just helping carry the frantically-masturbating Rob, they made it to the nurse's office in only a few minutes.  "I don't know what the hell is wrong with him, and it's not my problem," Trevor said while he dropped Rob onto a bed. 

When he tried to leave, though, the nurse blocked is way.  At sixteen, Trevor was by far the oldest of the boys, but the Nurse Gail was a formidable woman, and an adult.  Her brick-red hair was in a tight bun, she was taller than Trevor, and while she wasn't fat, she was certainly voluptuous and built on a larger scale than most women.  "No, you're not going.  You are telling me what is wrong with the boy."  She crossed her arms under her impressive bosom.

Trevor gestured.  "Look at him.  He's been jerking off like that all morning, and I can't get his attention away from it.  I just carried him all the way here, and I need a damn shower, please!" 

The nurse frowned at him.  "Fine.  I'll look at him.  You feel strange, you come to me."  The boys all nodded, filing out as quickly as possible, desperate for a shower. 


Trevor could never decide if it was the private shower, or the private room in the boys' cabin that was the best part of being a counselor.  Right now he was most thankful for the shower.  He had no idea how, but that crazy Rob kid had even gotten spunk into his hair.  After five cups of mouthwash, at least Trevor had the taste of cum out of his mouth.  Admittedly, that was because his mouth was still pretty much numb, but he was fine with that.  Better than licking his lips and finding sweet, gooey stuff.  Nasty, gooey stuff.  But it did taste sweet.  That was pretty weird, from what he heard.  Weren't girls always complaining that cum tasted nasty?  Trevor had no idea.  He'd never been lucky enough to get a blowjob, whatever the flavor.  Sure, he'd felt up a few girls from the camp across the lake, after the annual dance.  Last year, he'd even gotten a hand job.  He looked down, realizing that these thoughts were getting him hard. 

What the hell, he thought.  It's a private shower.  He took his cock in one hand, wondering if he should wait, maybe grab the dirty magazine out from under his bed.  Nah, after that stuff earlier, I want my cum to go straight down the drain.  Done with that slimy stuff.  It was a slow stroke at first.  He enjoyed the feel of his cock, starting with the rounded mushroom head, the sensitive ridge at the edge of it.  He moaned, surprised at how good his hard-on was already feeling.  He kept moving his hand slowly down, holding most of his length, feeling the texture, the soft, wet skin.  His sparse pubic hair was a little annoying, tickling at the length of his cock as he moved his hand back up.  Not annoying enough to stop.  He remembered back to the last year, the girl with her dress around her waist.  She'd liked what he did with her boobs.  The hand job was great, feeling someone else's hand there for once.  He'd popped fast.  Now, his hand felt almost as good.  He was really enjoying the fuck out of his dick.  And he was going to blow, he already felt the little bit of precum making his member more slippery in his hand.  The question of sweet or salty popped into his head again.  Too horny to be disgusted, he switched hands, jerking off with his left while he licked his precum off of his right hand.  Sweet! was his last thought before an incredible orgasm brought him to his knees, uncontrollably squeezing his cock and sucking his fingers. 


Dave and Pete weren't lucky enough to have the same level of privacy, so their shower was shorter, and just a little uncomfortable from the erection both boys were sporting.  In taking Rob to the nurse's office, they'd missed the usual morning call for breakfast.  It was strange being outside the normal camp schedule, and they decided to enjoy it.  They figured they could cut through the woods, go to the kitchen, and see if there was any food left.  After all, they reasoned, they'd been helping a counselor, so it's not like they'd get in trouble. 

"Man, that was just sick.  I felt slimy all over after carrying Rob," David said.  Both of them were unable to keep their mind off of the strange morning. 

"Seriously, who does that?  It's like, we know jerking off is good, but it can't be THAT fucking good," Pete shook his head.  "You'd think he just discovered his cock."

David glanced over at the older boy.  "You do that too?" he asked with a mixture of curiosity and disgust. 

Pete laughed.  "Hell no, I don't do THAT.  Nobody does THAT!  Jerking off all night and never stopping, that's just fucked."  He shook his head, and then stopped.  "Wait, you mean you don't...ever?" 

David shook his head.  Even though he was taller than most boys his age, he was still not quite twelve, and the sexual part of puberty was just starting to kick in.  But when he found his cock uncomfortably hard, a distraction or a wet dream usually solved the problem.  "Nah, I don't...I just..." 

Pete laughed.  "No fucking wonder you've been staring at the girls every chance you get.  You should get yourself some relief, damn!  I've got a magazine in my bag back at the cabin.  Remind me to let you borrow it." 

David hadn't been that distracted by the girls.  Sure, they'd been on his mind a lot...but it was only right now that his cock started to really take over his attention.  It had been hard since the shower, and was rubbing against the inside of his shorts.  This talk...maybe Rob was a freak, but David was really goddamned horny.  "Hold up a minute," he asked.  "Gotta pee." 

Moving quickly, the boy ran out of sight, and pulled his pants down.  His bladder wasn't what felt full, though.  His cock throbbed, looking thicker and longer than he remembered.  The touch of the air against it after being stuck in his shorts made the whole organ jerk.  A little drop of white squeezed from the tip, and flowed down the smooth shaft.  David put his pants on a fallen tree and sat down, with his legs spread apart.  He'd seen Rob that morning.  It had looked so messed up, but even then, he had been one of the boys shifting in their beds to hide an erection.  Now his erection wouldn't go away.  He grabbed his cock in one hand, wondering if he should spread wider, and use a finger, like Rob was.  Even in his sexual haze, that seemed too far.  He cupped his hairless balls with his other hand, and started stroking up and down the length of his cock.  Oh hell yes, that felt good.  He'd had a headache most of the morning, hadn't felt quite like he was thinking straight.  Now, he still wasn't thinking straight, but he really didn't care.  He had his cock in his hand, and was feeling fucking great.  He started remembering some of the things Rob had said the night before.  He giggled to himself.  "Cock party," he said with a smile.  Sure, rubbing up against other guys in the shower would be totally gay.  But just looking, stroking your cock while others guys stroked theirs, that sounded all right.  He'd never thought much about any of this, but with the pleasure his hand was giving his cock, and the warm glow his masturbation was filling his brain with, it all sounded great. 

Pete wasn't in much better shape at the moment.  After David ran off, he'd waited, his head starting to fill with fantasies.  While he was carrying Rob, he'd had the weird urge to taste the goo covering the boy.  In his fantasies, the three boys carrying Rob had all succumbed to the urge.  They started by licking him, then stripping naked and rubbing themselves on him.  And now, in Pete's mind, he was licking Rob's cock, surprisingly large for a boy of eleven, getting the cum direct from the source.  When he heard the moan, he realized he was squeezing his hard cock through his camp shorts.  Did his feel bigger?  He walked into the woods, following the sound of the moaning.  Either David had hurt himself, or...something else.  He tried to stop himself from thinking what else he might find, even as his hard-on rubbed against his shorts, making him breathe heavily. 

Pete found him.  David wasn't hurt.  David was naked, and spread, and jerking off.  Pete could see the pearly white drops of cum on the younger boy's thighs.  He'd always thought he might be into boys as well as girls.  This morning was doing a bit to prove that.  He realized that sometime while he was staring, he'd taken his shorts off.  Now his cock just stuck proudly out, quivering, a drop of precum on it.  He rubbed the head with his palm, then licked the wetness.  It tasted incredible.  He'd been jerking off for years, since he was about ten, and it had never tasted like this.  He could smell something.  Something sweet, something that made his cock tingle with need.  He kept staring at the younger boy...the cum on his thighs and chest...and he knew what he wanted.  Pete pulled off his shirt and went, naked, to lick David's cum. 


Nurse Gail had been overconfident when examining Rob, and had gotten a mouthful of cum from the frantically-masturbating boy.  The sweet taste made her react by swallowing instead of spitting, and now she was a little worried.  She felt warm, and her tits were starting to feel sensitive, like they were a bit too big for her uniform.  She was making notes now, her panties gone, her fingers working below her skirt. 

Boy responds to all stimuli sexually.  Heartbeat elevated, consistent with arousal.  Penis does not soften, erection constant for half an hour of observation.  Boy able to produce semen in unusual quantities.  Semen sweet, possible chemical imbalance.  Possibly an infectious agent, as I am now extremely sexually stimulated.  Nurse Gail paused to lick her fingers.  They were sweet. 

Infection likely in sexual fluids.  Strong urge to taste my own, or boy's.  Her fingers resumed their work at her pussy.  It was flowing copiously, she'd never been this wet and slick before.  Infected sexual organs produce incredible amounts of fluids.  Probably spreading infection.  I try to concentrate on not licking my own juices, but feel focus slipping. 

She knew she was already infected.  She knew she should be trying to find a cure, or as much information as possible.  What she wanted, though, was more of the sweet, thick semen that had started her transformation.  It might make her worse, but she was likely doomed anyway.  She went to the young boy.  His body seemed smooth all over.  She wondered if that was the infection, or just his age.  She ran her tongue along his thighs, feeling the taut muscles tense at her licking, tasting the cum that was drying there.  Then, after cleaning his cock and balls, every inch, with her tongue, she took the swollen length of his prick into her mouth.  His finger tensed, stimulating his prostate, and his cock jerked, immediately flooding her mouth with his sperm.  She swallowed, desperately, not wanting to let a single drop escape.  It hadn't taken the edge off of her arousal at all.  She squeezed and stroked her breasts as she walked unsteadily back to her computer. 

Boy made himself cum through prostate stimulation.  Wonder if virus gives craving for anal sex, to make hot, sexy males produce more cum.  She hit backspace, editing her comments to be more scientific.  Her focus was clearly slipping.  After copious mouthful of infected semen, my tits feel bigger.  This is not unexpected, as boy's cock is huge and yummy, more backspacing, compared to average boy his age.  Her top was becoming genuinely uncomfortable.  She unbuttoned, and then there was the complex work of undoing her bra.  Her huge breasts bounced free from the cups they'd been overflowing, and she immediately saw why they'd grown.  Boobs huge now.  Lactating.  Likely a secondary female vector for infection.  Feeling already nipples want to be sucked.  Want to feed little boys at camp.  Milk tastes sweet like pussy.  The room was full of the loud slurps of her sucking at her brown nipples.  It was uncomfortable for her neck, and she knew it looked ridiculous, but it was so hard to stop. 

Infected fluids addictive.  She was typing one-handed now.  Her other was stimulating her body, milking her breasts and fingering her cunt.  Leaking milk like fat cow.  Focus deteriorating.  Not surprised if I end up mooing and giving milk to naked boys while they jerk off on me.  And she wrote no more.  The memory that the computer was important lasted a few more minutes.  But the ability to focus on that to the exclusion of masturbation was gone.  Cumming was the most important. 


The nurse wasn't the only one starting to realize that something was wrong.  Camp Counselor Trevor was in his room, still, staring at all the fucking in his magazine.  He knew he was in exactly the same position as the slutty blond girl on the page.  She was lowering herself onto a man's slick, hard cock.  Trevor and the other boys had always laughed that with a bat on top and a wide base, the camp baseball trophies were shaped like dicks.  Not quite, of course, and Trevor wasn't convinced he wanted a dick inside him yet...but the cum-slicked trophy did fit into his ass so nicely.  He felt full, and happy...it made his dick harder, and was making him constantly drip cum.  The strange warmth the cum produced inside him did make him wonder how a real cum-dripping hard dick would feel inside him. 

Trevor loved cock now.  Especially his.  He'd grabbed the porn mag after his shower to try to focus on something less gay than his own dick.  The girls did make him hard.  But the fucking was best.  Seeing long, hard cocks driving in and out of the girls, that was better.  He'd gotten confused, that was the excuse he had made to himself.  He did want to fuck the girls, too.  But he started to realize he'd be happy being like the girls.  Getting fucked looked fun too.  That's when he saw the trophy, and his ass had felt funny.  A few pages later, it was like the bouncy blonde porno slut was telling him what to do.  And now he was sliding up and down the slick rod, pumping his own rod.  His cock was great.  Fucking his ass made it bigger.  Looked unnatural, at eight inches.  Kind of like Rob's yummy cock that morning.  He hoped he could get some cock soon.  Once he was done fucking himself, maybe.


If the nurse was still capable of thinking, she'd have been quite interested to know the infection progressed faster in latent bisexuals.  David had been harboring a small level of infection since the previous night's shower, but Pete was already swallowing the boy's rod, less than an hour after exposure.  Of course, a belly full of cum just made it go faster.  His mind was fuzzy.  At some point, David had realized he was getting a nice blowjob.  He was a little disturbed that Pete was being so gay, but it felt so good.  And he did remember a little bit of what gay boys liked. 

And that was why Pete was on his hands and knees while David slid his cock into the older boy's ass.  After tasting the boy's cum, Pete felt like everything David said was a great idea.  And David had said he wanted to fuck.  David was enjoying it, Pete's hole felt so tight around his cock.  He hadn't stopped dripping or cumming, so his cock was now soaking in its own cum, feeling bigger and bigger every minute.  Pete's own cock was flowing freely onto the ground, making a puddle that spread the pleasant scent of altered semen.  Pete kept pushing back, trying to get to his own puddle and lick it up. 


Rob awoke to a wonderfully pleasant sensation in his cock.  His cock had been feeling good all day, he could dimly remember that.  This was different.  He opened his eyes, looking down at his cum-covered young body, trying to focus on his cock.  What he found instead was Nurse Gail, pulling at her tits and sucking him.  Her eyes scared him a little, there wasn't a single bit of human intelligence there.  "Stop," he said, scared.  She did, immediately, pulling back and giving a small groan that sounded a little like a moo. 

His big cock swayed in the cool air, slick with her saliva.  The flow had slowed to a drip of precum.  He still wanted to fuck so badly, though.  The nurse was rutting against her own hands now, grunting like an animal.  "I want to fuck you," he said.  She got on her hands and knees immediately, obediently.  He remembered being sick.  It had been hard to think, but he hadn't wanted to do everything people said.  Sometimes a little, if he couldn't think of anything, he guessed.  But the nurse, it seemed like she was actually eager to do what he asked.  He looked at her, breasts hanging beneath her body, legs spread, pussy leaking.  "You're a cow, start mooing and milking yourself," he said, to see if the ridiculous order would be followed.  Her eyes focused for just a moment, on him, and then her hands went to her tits.  As Rob slid his prick into his new mooing, lactating slave, he started thinking about everyone else who might've come into contact with his jizz. 


After breakfast, Billy was curious what happened to Rob.  For some reason, he couldn't get the image of the masturbating boy out of his head that morning.  Rob had only been one bed over.  Billy had worried earlier that he might have caught whatever it was that had made Rob act so weird.  He had been smelling that sticky, sweet scent of cum nearly all night, at close range.  He'd woken up with a boner, but that was normal enough.  It was a little weird that he was still hard, and had been all morning, he guessed.  He didn't really feel worried about anything anymore, though.  He felt calm, and a little dizzy, but happy. 

“I should ask Trevor what happened,” Billy said to himself, wandering back to the cabin.  When he got there he saw Jared waiting by Trevor's door.  The boy was swaying slightly, and grinning.  He giggled a little as Billy walked up next to him.  “You okay?” Billy asked.

“Greeaat,” said Jared, with another giggle.  “Feel really great.”  His eyes looked a little weird.  They weren't focusing on much of anything, just staring off into space.  Billy remembered he was the guy Rob had actually rubbed against in the shower, and started to get nervous.

“You sure?” Billy asked.  He was feeling a little confused, himself, but Jared was seriously out of it.  He waved his hand in front of the boy's face and Jared's eyes seemed to barely follow.  Billy glanced down, to make sure Jared was still wearing pants.  He was.  His camp shorts poked out in the front from his hard-on, but at least he still had them on.  Billy shook his head, briefly distracted by the hard cock in Jared's pants.   “So what are you doing here?” he asked Jared.

“Trevor,” Jared said.  “Wanted to talk...Rob.”  Billy kind of understood.  Rob was on his mind too.  Such weird stuff last night, and now it was like the other boy's cum was making everybody act weird.  Well, he felt a little weird, not too bad, but Jared was clearly in la-la land.  Jared's hand wandered into his shorts and started fiddling with his cock.

Billy watched the boy pull his shorts down past his balls, and start stroking his rigid shaft.  That was definitely not normal.  Boys didn't just pull out their dicks and start jerking off in front of other boys.  Well, Rob did.  Rob seemed to like it.  And now so was Jared.  It didn't seem weird to him.  Maybe Billy was the weird one, keeping his hard-on in his pants.  Weird how he was having such a hard time remembering.  His cock throbbed, interrupting his thoughts.  “I don't think you should, um...” he said, trailing off as he stared at Jared's cock. 

Jared looked down, seeming surprised at what he was doing.  He giggled, in that airheaded way Billy remembered Rob doing in the shower.  “Oh yeah...” he watched his hand move up and down his smooth prick.  “Guess I should stop that,” he said, nodding his head slowly.  “Been doing it all morning...forgot you were there.”  He kept stroking, bobbing his head in rhythm with his hand, watching it go up and down. 

That makes sense, Billy thought.  If he forgot I was here, then he was just jacking off alone.  That's totally cool.  I'd be doing it right now if I were alone.  Jared did barely know he was there.  Billy's thoughts felt slow and heavy, but they were getting to an answer.  If Jared didn't notice him, then he was pretty much alone too.  And if he was alone, he could jack off.  Satisfied with his logic, Billy smiled and freed his cock too.  Both boys were silent for a little while, except for an occasional moan. 

“You know what's awesome?” Jared said.  He rubbed his hand over the head of his cock.  He was already starting to drip a lot of thick, white precum.  When his hand was nice and wet, he pressed it to Billy's mouth.  Billy's eyes widened in surprise, but the scent of it overwhelmed his resistance, and his tongue darted out, licking the goo off of Jared's hand. 

“Dude, that was...” Billy meant to say gross.  Really, he did.  But before the sentence was over, the sweet jizz went right to his head.  His cock twitched, and started to drip too.  “Awesome...” he said, with a giggle.  He was starting to remember things.  That taste brought it back.  Last night, he'd woken up with a mouth full of that taste.  He thought he was dreaming.  He'd kept sucking the nice thing that gave him the sweet taste.  He giggled again.  “Oh my god, dude.”  He tried to focus on Jared, but ended up staring at the boy's cock.  “Rob totally fucked my mouth last night.” 

Boys' Camp“That's cool,” said Jared.  He stepped forward so the boys' cocks were right next to each other.  It was cool seeing them both stroking like that, right next to each other.  A giggle escaped his lips.  “I think he wanted to fuck my ass last night.”  Jared remembered the shower a little differently now.  Now he couldn't get the slick cock rubbing on his ass out of his mind.  He wondered why he hadn't just bent over and spread his cheeks apart so the other boy could slip the cock all the way in. 

“You totally should've,” said Billy, getting more horny and dizzy the more cum he licked.  The two cocks filled his vision.  He remembered how Rob's felt in his mouth.  He wondered if Jared tasted that good yet.  He felt an orgasm coming, and aimed his cock up at Jared's open mouth.  The spurt of jizz made it mostly there, some of it dripping off of Jared's chin, and some wetting his shirt. 

“You got cum on my shirt,” Jared said...pulling it up and licking at it.  Once the cum was in his mouth, he pulled his shirt off quickly, and helped Billy with his.  Now, the two boys were wearing nothing but their shoes and socks, their pants and underwear were around their ankles.  Jared came, spurting his load on Billy's mouth and bare chest.  They both giggled, and kept going.  And kept cumming.


Trevor had moved on to another picture in his porn mag.  He'd been missing so much, just staring at the girls' tits when he jerked off.  Now he was on his back on his bed, his legs spread wide, his big cock resting and dripping on his stomach.  The blonde porn slut was getting a huge cock slammed into her pussy.  Trevor was learning the pleasures of being fucked too.  He was sliding the trophy in and out of his ass, fucking himself with it.  Every time it went deep, it felt like he was cumming, and his cock sprayed on his stomach and chest.  “I'm such a slutty boy,” he giggled, trying to put himself more in the porn girl's mindset.  “I love to get fucked.”  He jammed the trophy as deep as he could, moaning as his cock sprayed up his chest, loving the taste of the cum that made it to his mouth. 

Then, he heard something from outside.  Sounded like a couple of boys.  He pulled the fake cock from his ass, and tossed the porno mag off his bed.  Then he walked, legs a little wobbly, to his door, and opened it.  What he saw struck him as better than the porno.  Sure, it was nice to see girls getting fucked good and hard, but right here were two boys with nice, hard, cum-dripping naked bodies and hard cocks.  And Trevor was craving cock.

Billy couldn't really remember what he'd been expecting when he showed up at Trevor's door.  Thinking was a little difficult, with all the cum he'd been swallowing.  What he didn't expect to see what his camp counselor showing up at the door completely naked, his cock nearly nine inches long, thick, and dripping just like Rob's had been.  Part of his mind realized that soon everybody would end up brainless and masturbating like Rob.  But since most of his mind was already full of cum, he found himself pretty happy about the idea.  Billy blinked slowly, staring at Trevor's big, thick cock.  “Umm...we needed, like...help, I think?” he tried to ask, having trouble forming the words.  A spurt of his cum hit Trevor's thigh.

Trevor giggled at the two boys, ruffling their hair.  “Dudes, take off your shoes and come in.  I have some awesome stuff to show you.” 


Rob grunted to a climax, thrusting deep into Nurse Gail's pussy.  His eyes rolled back with the pleasure, and his thoughts blurred for a few seconds.  Apparently cumming was still as awesome as it had been when he was sick.  He looked down at his cock...it was still two inches longer than normal, skin tight on the hard length, veins visible.  The white, precummy goo constantly dripped down it.  So, maybe he was still a little sick.  Or at least still under the effect of whatever made him sick in the first place. 

“Moooo,” said Gail, pulling on her stiff teats, spraying milk onto the bed.  She hadn't stopped acting like his completely mindless, docile cow-slut for the entire good, hard fuck.  It was funny, and kind of hot, but now the bed was getting soaked.

“Stop that, and stand up,” Rob said.  Gail complied, standing beside the bed, naked.  Her red hair was out of its usual bun and dropped in curls to her shoulders.  Her face was blank of expression.  Her eyes stared off into space, and her jaw was slack.  Her tits, already big before, now looked like things Rob had only ever seen in his brother's internet history, on fetish sites.  Her nipples were big and brown, dripping a sort of milky substance that didn't seem a whole lot different from his cum.  Down below, a some red hair still remained, but if she still had a mind, she'd have realized she was right about the effect the strange infection had on pubic hair.  Most of hers was gone, making her pussy lips smooth and lickable.  Her labia were slick and wet, the shiny slickness going all the way down her inner thighs.  Rob looked her over, and smiled.  “If you want to be milked, let's go get you milked.”


Jason and Josh were just like most of the boys from the cabin.  Maybe they picked up the infection from the steam in the shower.  Maybe they got some of Rob's cum on them during the night.  Almost the same thing was happening to most of the boys.  Some of the boys it was happening two were just acquaintances.  Others, like Jason and Josh, were old friends.  Like many boys that morning, during breakfast they both had hard cocks under the table, and were so embarrassed they didn't even want to mention them.  Walking away from the dining hall, they started talking about girls.  They were lucky.  Jason had some porn stashed in the cabin.  A Penthouse he'd stolen from his dad.  Some of the other boys didn't, but that was alright.  There are always stories to tell, among that age group.  Stories from older brothers, or from other boys at camp.  Whatever it took...it got them hornier faster.  And as they got hornier, well...

Jason and Josh took the magazine to a closed cabin.  There weren't as many boys as in previous years, so some of the cabins were empty.  They were locked, but everybody knew the trick to getting in.  So, now the boys were sitting on one of the camp beds, staring at a picture of a girl being double-teamed by two buff guys.  Both were rubbing themselves through their shorts, but neither was ready to admit how bad they wanted to jack off.  “Wow, she's, like...” Jason began.  He was blonde, twelve, and had jerked off to this magazine a hundred times before.  It had never been this good. It wasn't that he wasn't sure how to end it...the girl was so sexy, and that's what he'd meant.  He'd just forgotten what he was saying halfway through.  His arousal was flooding his brain with the blank happiness common to all infected boys. 

Josh hadn't brought any porn, but this wasn't his usual type.  When he was home alone, he always liked to look up girl/girl on the 'net.  Two guys was way too much beef for his taste.  Taste, he thought, looking at the porn girl sucking one guy's cock.  The thought of how the guy's cock might taste was quickly repressed.  “Let's turn the page,” he said, rubbing his cock through his shorts.  Fuck, he was horny.  The dark-haired boy was a little younger than Jason, but had seen way more porn.  Jason's dad knew how to install a Net Nanny, his didn't.  They turned the page.

This one had the girl being fucked by both guys.  Her mouth was open in an O of pleasure and her eyes were closed in what was probably nearly an orgasm.  One guy filled her ass.  One guy's cock was rammed into her pussy.  In the suggestible minds of the boys, the idea that two cocks next to each other wasn't that bad began to form.  “I would totally do that,” said Josh, pretty sure he meant fuck a girl's ass.  He was forgetting to be embarrassed anymore, his hand was already down his pants. 

Jason laughed.  No, more like a giggle.  Someone with a little more experience in the world than the two boys might say he sounded stoned.  “What, with me?” he said.  He thought it would be kind of cool.  Two buddies fucking a hot chick.  Two buddies' cocks going into her. 

Josh giggled a little.  “No, with a chick, ya fag,” he said.  Both boys imagined the alternative.  One cock in the other guy, while he was fucking a girl.  It didn't seem like a bad way to do it, either.  The girl was enjoying getting her ass fucked.  Maybe they would. 

Jason's cock was out of his pants.  He wanted to see it, imagine it penetrating just like the cocks in the picture.  Or in his imagination.  “Oh yeah,” he said, not quite getting the sarcasm into his voice.  “Why let the chick have all the fun?” 

Josh looked at his friend, wondering what was going on.  Watched him stroke up and down his cock.  He pushed his shorts down, letting his hand and cock free.  They were both jerking off, why hide it?  “Dude, are you saying you want to fuck my ass while I bang a girl?” he asked.  He was pretty sure it was a weird idea.  But not totally sure.  Everything was making him horny.  The fucking in the magazine, his cock, Jason's cock...even the curve of Jason's ass that was visible with his pants halfway down.  

Jason had actually been one of the guys who threw Rob out of the shower.  He was a little further along.  “Doesn't have to be like that,” he said, really getting into the rhythm of masturbation.  He'd never been so horny, his cock was already starting to drip.  He licked his hand as it got sticky.  Tasted amazing, he thought.  “You could fuck mine.  If we had a girl.”  He giggled again, and pushed his pants all the way down.  He was feeling good, but the clothes were uncomfortable. 

When Jason's weight shifted, the magazine fell off the bed.  So, Josh got down to grab it, holding his pants with one hand and his cock with the other.  On his knees, on the floor, he let go of his pants, grabbed the magazine, and tossed it on the bed.  By then Jason was up on his knees, totally naked, jerking his cock and staring right at it.  He didn't seem to need the magazine anymore.  “Dude...are you jerking off to your own cock?” Josh asked.

Jason nodded.  “Yeah, cock...” he giggled again.  “I think I like it.”  Josh couldn't take his eyes off it either.  The precum dripping off smelled so...appetizing.  Jason looked at his friend, on his knees on the ground, his head at cock level.  Man, that got him so hot.  He squeezed his cock and a white spurt came out, just a small one, but it hit Josh in the face.  Then, when Josh wiped it off his face, he licked his hand. 

After that sweet taste, Josh realized the source was right in front of him, throbbing and dripping.  He closed his lips over his friend's cock, grabbing the other boy's ass to pull him closer.  Jason thrust into Josh's mouth, eagerly.  The more cum he swallowed, the harder Josh's cock felt.  So horny.  As he sucked, he remembered Jason's words, and the ideas the magazine gave them.  He pushed Jason away, and stood.  “Gonna fuck you,” Josh said to the naked, blond boy. 

Jason got on his hands and knees on the bed, his ass toward Josh.  His cock twitched, spraying cum on his thighs.  Josh's cock was already wet and slick from his own cum, and slid easily inside Jason.  All over the camp, other boys from their cabin were doing the same.  Some resisted longer, some fucked each other even more eagerly.  But, in the end, they all progressed toward being mindless and horny, just the way the infection wanted them. 


Rob had lost track of what time it was.  Fucking his slave kept distracting him.  Well, slaves, now.  There'd been a boy in the pantry when he and Nurse Gail had entered.  At Rob's command, the big woman had grabbed the boy and held him against her chest.  While trying to yell, the boy had gotten a taste of her milk.  Then he found himself wrapping his lips around her nipple and sucking a much longer taste of her milk.  Then he'd been happy to suck Rob's cock.  And even happier to let Rob fuck him.  And after a little more fun, he was now a perfectly obedient slave, like the nurse.

Time to get down to business, Rob thought.  He found some empty milk jugs, and now Slave Gail was leaning over them, her tits ready to be milked.  He began to squeeze, pleased to see the white fluid gush into the jug.  He had his new slave begin to squeeze Gail's other tit.  The rhythm was mesmerizing, and Rob found himself thinking about what would happen the next morning, when Gail's milk was part of every boy's breakfast.  God, he was horny.  He'd probably have to fuck her before he finished.


Trevor really fucking loved cock.  Being on his back, spread, having his ass fucked by the real thing was so much better than using a toy.  Jared's was nice and big, already a good six inches.  Trevor loved feeling every slick inch of it filling him, each thrust made his own cock spurt.  Plus, it was like he could feel the cum filling him, flooding his mind even as it filled his ass.  His own huge cock felt awesome too.  Billy was sucking him as best he could. 

But, now Billy had a different idea.  Bobbing his head up and down on Trevor's shaft, he had a great view of Jared's cock sliding into Trevor's ass.  And now he wanted to be filled too.  He put his legs on either side of Trevor, rubbing his cock against the older boy's chest.  Slowly, he inched back.  As he did, the spurts from Trevor's cock landed on his ass, getting it slick and ready. 

Billy wasn't a big boy, but seeing his ass moving to meet Trevor's nine inches of cock put the idea of hesitating out of Jared's mind.  Boy wanted to get fucked by a cock almost twice as big as his own had been that morning?  Boy should get fucked.  Jared wasn't thinking so well.  He rubbed Trevor's cum all over the big cock, and Billy's ass, and guided the younger boy onto the huge organ.  Somehow, it went in. 

Having the cock in his ass seemed to complete something in Billy's mind.  He was getting fucked, and that was just what he needed.  He kept pushing back, taking the cock deeper. His own was practically growing before his eyes. He felt so full, he couldn't think straight.  And then, suddenly, he couldn't think at all.  The orgasm washed his mind away, and loads of cum sprayed onto Trevor's face. 


That evening, the showers were a little different.  Every boy was masturbating, enjoying the naked bodies and hard cocks around him.  David was having himself washed and pleasured by Pete, who'd been so eager to please since he'd been fucked.  Josh and Jason were under a showerhead together, making out.  David was about to make fun of the kissing boys when he noticed their hard cocks rubbing together as they kissed.  Instead of saying anything, he just started jerking off onto his slave Pete's face. 

But eventually, everyone finished the shower.  The beds had been moved aside, and mattresses had been laid out on the floor.  Clothes had also been put aside.  All of the boys were naked, horny at the sight of each other.  The room was full of mindless giggles, and the sound of hard, slippery cocks being stroked.  The door opened suddenly, and Trevor walked in.  The boys who could still think worried for a second.  They were sure turning the cabin into an orgy was against the rules, and now Trevor had caught them.  Then they noticed his thick, dripping, ten-inch rod.  And Billy staring worshipfully at it. 

“Alright guys,” said Trevor, who then forgot where he was going with this.  The more he fucked today, the dumber he felt.  Now he could barely keep a thought in his head.  He giggled, looking at all the naked boys, all the hard cocks, all the fuckable mouths and asses.  “Dude, let's fuck,” he said, and was quickly obeyed.  For half the night, the boys fucked.  A few  who'd resisted the infection enough to just want to masturbate were surrounded by other boys and covered in cum.  Each mouthful of cum, each spurt on the skin, made the boy it hit just a little hornier, a little more under the effect of the strange infection.  As desires rose, a group of boys formed a line, each sliding their cocks into the ass of the boy in front of them.  The shout of “Cock train!” was repeated, as was the action. 

David was having fun seeing what Pete would do for him.  He had the older boy suck Trevor off while he watched, then had him get fucked by two boys at once.  Pete just seemed more eager to please.  His cock was so big now.  It constantly dripped the sweet stuff.  “Fuck me,” David said to his slave.  Pete obediently pushed his Master down on his hands and knees, and slid his cock into the younger boy's ass.  As David was penetrated, he came...and forgot all about making Pete obey.  He just wanted to fuck now.  And get fucked.  Getting fucked was cool.  He wished he'd done it earlier. 

Eventually, all the boys were too far gone.  The room was full of mindless male bodies.  They'd had names and desires of their own, but like Rob, they were now just a mindlessly-masturbating mass of ways for the infection to produce more cum, and more of itself.  Trevor was the last to go.  He saw that the eyes of the boy fucking him had gone blank, that he was just thrusting with no thought.  The one sucking his cock had stopped, and was drooling cum while he jerked himself off.  Trevor's hand went to his cock.  In a few strokes, he didn't remember being Trevor.  He was just a body with a cock that needed to cum. 


The next morning, the sweet smell of cum filled the cabin.  The boys were starting to wake up, able to think again, but changed from who they'd been.  Whatever they'd wanted the day before seemed unimportant.  What they wanted now was more sex.  Trevor stood up, watching the younger boys around him already beginning to idly pleasure themselves and each other.  He was slick with cum, and his ten-inch cock hadn't softened all night.  It twitched in rhythm with his heartbeat, drawing attention as he looked around.  “Alright,” he said, trying to get his thoughts moving.  They weren't working very well.  He kept being distracted by all the boys mouths and asses where he could put his hard-on.  His lust was the most important thing in his mind.  “Right, we don't want to get caught here, do we?”  There were mutters of agreement, and a few moans from the boys who were still too filled with cum to think.  “Well, here's what we're going to do.”


What the boys in Cabin 5 didn't know is that they'd already slept through breakfast, and they didn't have as much work ahead of them as they'd thought.  It had taken time and a lot of fucking, but all the milk in the camp cafeteria had been replaced with milk from Nurse Gail's tits.  Most boys only had a cup poured into their cereal, not enough for any immediate change, but a few drank it straight from a glass, and then went back for more.  After a lot of the boys left, a little hornier but not yet fully infected, about ten remained in the cafeteria, finishing their third, and then fourth glass of milk.  The need was growing stronger in all of them. 

It was Jeremy who finally emptied the jug of milk.  It was the ten-year-old boy's first year at camp, and he'd been homesick for most of the week.  He didn't feel that anymore...what he felt was a warm comfort fogging his brain, making his body feel good.  His mouth wanted to suck something, to feel warm white stuff go down his throat.  He took the jug in his hands, upended it, and drank all the milk down, his small cock hardening as he swallowed over and over.  Some dripped onto his shirt.  It felt good on his nipple. 

He dropped the empty jug, grinning vacantly.  The other boys were staring at him, most of them a little angry he'd taken all the milk.  They all wanted more.  Todd and Connor stood up.  The two older boys were bullies, and they were planning to teach Jeremy that he really should have left some milk for everyone else.  That's when something weird happened in the younger kid's pants.  The tiny stiff cock that tented his camp shorts seemed to jump and throb.  All eyes were on it.  Everyone there had drunk too much milk to worry about being thought of as gay.  They were all starting to feel pretty gay...except for the constant images of big, wobbling tits also invading their minds.  Jeremy moaned, putting his hand down his pants...the whole front of them darkened, wet with precum.  The bullies slowed their walking, their own cocks feeling hard and sensitive in their shorts, eager for a touch as well, and still just embarrassed enough to want to hide their arousal. 

Jeremy wasn't thinking about hiding his hard-on at all.  All he wanted was to stroke it, and have more milk.  When he first grabbed it, his hand had gone completely around it.  Every few moments, he felt a wave of dizziness, a throbbing in his prick, and it just got bigger.  By the time Todd and Connor got close enough for him to notice them, he'd pulled his pants down, showing his newly-expanded smooth cock and balls to the whole cafeteria.  It was already seven inches long, looking unnaturally huge and swollen on the small boy.  He looked down at the head...dripping white, gooey, infected precum.  The cock was so big.  He leaned down, licking at the head...his mind blanked in pleasure, cum was even better than the milk. 

Todd and Connor slowed.  Something weird was definitely happening.  Just then, they heard a noise from the kitchen area.  Stepping through the door was a naked woman.  Some part of their minds recognized Nurse Gail, but mostly they just stared at her tits.  They'd always been big, but now each one was the size of a boy's head.  Her big brown nipples dripped milk.  “Mmmoooo,” she said.  “Nooow boys, don't fight.  This cow has plenty of milk left.” 

Split into groups by how much of a mind they had left, the boys from Cabin 5 went to follow Trevor's orders to share their cum with everyone else at camp. 


Rob was sure Nurse Gail would do a fine job taking care of the campers who'd had breakfast.  Her tits were so addictive, he had a hard time imagining who could resist.  He was still having a little bit of a hard time thinking, but at least he was smarter than Joey.  Joey was the name of the kid he and Nurse Gail had taken control of the day before.  His ass and mouth were great, and kept Rob from being too distracted by the demands of his own cock, but the boy was still in the stage of infection where he was almost entirely about fucking and obeying. 

Rob was leading him to the camp offices.  They needed the people in charge to obey.  Not just the sixteen-year old counselors, but the men who actually ran the place.  Fortunately, one of them was Joey's dad.  Rob had coached the boy for the whole walk, and still wasn't confident that the mindless boy would be able to control himself long enough to trick his father.  Rob knocked on the door.  “Mr. Smith?” he said, opening it slightly.  “Your son's not feeling too well.” 

Joey was supposed to walk in, act sick, and keep his father distracted long enough for Rob to slip some infected milk into Mr. Smith's morning coffee.  It was an easy plan.  It did have one drawback, Rob realized.  It required Joey to keep his clothes on.  Sometime in the few seconds Rob had been looking away, Joey had stripped down all the way to his underwear and socks, with his expanded cock poking out of the waistband.  The sight of the hard, dripping cock and the boy's naked body distracted Rob, while the boy's father rushed out, yelling and babbling about Joey being naked for some reason.  Rob panicked, and jumped onto Mr. Smith while he was distracted.  The older man was just a few years over thirty, and well-built.  Rob's newfound sexuality was really appreciating the feel of the strong man's body against him, as he wrapped his arms legs around Mr. Smith's body, and just tried to stop him from running away. 

Joey joined in, probably thinking the whole thing was meant to be an orgy.  His father reacted with surprise and shock as his son rubbed his huge cock against him.  On his back, Rob was doing much the same...rubbing against the older man, making his transformed cock spray from pleasure.  Mr. Smith began to struggle, not wanting to hurt the boys, but urgently wanting to escape the warm, slick, wet press of bodies.  He wasn't even yet aware that his cock was starting to enjoy it.


After his experiences the previous day, Billy felt so submissive and eager to please, eager for more cum.  He was happy to lie on the floor jerking off, cumming on himself, while more of the boys jerked off above him, cumming all over his body.  Soon, his naked body was sticky with cum, every inch of him glazed white.  He was happy about the orders he'd gotten from Trevor.  They meant he wouldn't even need to get dressed.  Billy headed to the pool, naked and dripping warm cum. 


After years of coming to the camp, Pete knew most of the gay boys there, personally or by rumor.  That's why he and David had been sent to flirt with them, to lure all of them out to the woods for what they were each told was a one-on-one meeting.  By the time they arrived, Pete and Dave were fully into fucking each other.  David was on top, covered in his new best friend's cum, his ass nicely full of cock.  His own hard dick was spraying infectious cum all over Pete, and all around.  The scent, and the erotic scene, brought irresistible arousal to the group of homosexual boys as they arrived one by one.  They tried to resist, but the scent was so thick in the air, they couldn't help falling to their knees, or just leaning against a tree, and pulling out their cocks to play with.  One by one, the scent got into their heads, and they walked out to join Pete and David, to add their own cocks and cum to the growing orgy.  It wasn't what any of them had expected, but by the time they joined the other boys they all knew it was something even better.


 Trevor was abusing his authority as a counselor.  Only counselors and camp administrators had the keys to the A/V closet, where the projector was kept.  He'd had some of the submissive boys who couldn't seem to stop following him drag it to the big outdoor stage, and set up the movie screen.  They'd been lucky, one of the boys had brought a PSP filled with porn videos.  Sure, it was all straight, but Trevor figured there'd be enough gay sex to make up for that soon. 

It was already working.  The speakers on the stage amplified the moans and other sounds of sex, drawing in curious boys.  Most of them were already a little confused, the milk from breakfast starting to make them horny.  When they saw the other boys sitting on the benches, watching the porno on the screen, jerking off...  Seeing that surprised most of the boys.  But the milk's effects had them just suggestible and horny enough that they didn't leave.  If other boys were jerking off, they thought, it must be okay for me to watch the porn and jerk off too.  One by one, pants were pulled down, cocks were pulled out, and more boys joined the masturbating audience.


After Todd and Connor finished drinking, Nurse Gail sat on a table, calling the other boys in the cafeteria to her, and they all slowly came.  The infection in the milk called to them, told them she was the source.  “Nooobody drinks unless they're naked,” she mooed to the boys.  She loved the sight and touch of naked young boys now.  Her slowly-returning mind realized she'd probably love naked young girls, and naked men and women too.  Anyone who could milk or fuck her.  The boys obeyed, she let the ones who were quickest to remove their clothes take her nipples into their mouths.  At the first few sips, she felt their cocks surge in size, rubbing against her body.  She stroked them, pausing occasionally to lick her fingers, until a third boy came to her.  “Mooo, fuck me...” she said.  She wondered if her pussy juice was as good at turning boys into perverted fucktoys as her milk. 

Todd and Connor eventually got to Jeremy, milk dripping from their lips, their clothes gone.  Their anger about the milk was forgotten, they couldn't remember much beyond a few seconds.  Both boys' cocks were huge and dripping in the most obvious sign of infection.  Jeremy was still foremost in Todd's mind.  That little boy with the huge, dripping cock was so sexy.  He wanted to suck it later, but right now the milk was making his own cock feel so huge and amazing.  Todd pulled the younger boy toward him.  As soon as Jeremy noticed another hard cock, he wrapped his lips around it.  Connor was feeling left out at first, but standing behind Todd, he began to realize what a fine ass his friend had.  He knelt, and started rubbing his slick cock between Todd's ass cheeks.  The other boy reached back, grabbed his ass, and spread, so that Connor could guide his cock inside. 


Mr. Smith wasn't sure how it had happened.  His body was tingling all over, and he felt too dizzy to stand up.  Somehow, his clothes had come off in the struggle with his son and the other boy.  He'd stopped trying to escape sometime after the dizziness hit, and now he just lay on his back, eyes staring unfocused at the cock bobbing up and down above his face.  He was starting to...like cock.  Maybe if he listened to what the boy was saying, the boy would let him suck the cock.  Even if not, he really hoped the small, strangely familiar hands he felt on his own cock would keep stroking him. 


Few people had noticed the small boy streaking toward the camp pool.  They all noticed the splash has Billy cannonballed into the water.  He stayed under, letting the cum on his body dissolve into the water.  Chlorine would have killed the infection, but the camp had changed to a salt water system the year before.  The cum spread, sucked into the filters, recirculated throughout the pool.  Billy held his breath, and stroked his cock under the surface, adding his own jizz to the water as well.  He'd almost doubled the amount of cum in the pool before he was yanked out of the water by a lifeguard. 

Tom, the lifeguard, didn't have much time to be confused about the naked boy with the seven inch cock that he pulled out of the water.  He'd caught Billy in the middle of masturbating, and the small boy's cock jerked, and sprayed him directly in the face.  The sweet taste made him swallow involuntarily.  Rob's cum had taken less than twenty minutes to make Gail change from a concerned, vritually-asexual professional into a masturbating cow.  But, Rob hadn't been part of an all-night orgy, with dozens of boys stimulating themselves and filling each other, increasing the concentration of the infection in their cum.  That was why, less than ten seconds after his mouthful of cum, Tom was staring blankly at Billy's cock.  His mouth hung open, some of the cum dripping from his lower lip.  He fought the urges that were filling him, but the size of the tent in his swim trunks showed he was losing.  Behind him, he heard splashing, and the sounds of pleasure. 


Frank was suspicious.  He trusted Pete, had even come out to him first.  But he'd seen some of the other gay guys at camp talking to David, who he knew as a homophobic jackass.  The year before, he remembered, David had found out his full name: Francis.  It'd been girl name jokes and insinuations for a week after that. But, maybe David was coming out, or something.  Pete was the one asking him to come out to the woods, so he decided to give the guy the benefit of the doubt.  As he approached, he smelled something on the air.  It was a little sweet, faintly musky, and made him suddenly aware that his cock was getting hard.  He couldn't walk into the meeting spot with a boner...if he was wrong about what was going on, David would be able to mock him endlessly for that.  He approached slower, trying not to be noticed.  What he saw as he got there made him stop worrying about David's homophobia. 

At least six naked boys were writhing in the grass together.  He saw Pete first, ramming his cock into Chris.  Frank was hurt, for a moment...Chris was his boyfriend, and seeing him fuck another guy in front of him made him...well, Frank realized that it made him fucking hot.  The smell filling his head was cum, he knew that.  Cum, and sex, an orgy of boys in front of him.  He could barely think with that concentration of cum-scent in the air.  Clothes dropped to the ground as he walked, zombie-like, to the mass of boys.  A sexy pair of buttocks were pointed in his direction.  As he slid his cock between them, he recognized David's voice moaning.  For a few moments, he was aware enough to laugh.


Gail was slick and shiny with cum and milk.  Her tits dripped, her pussy dripped.  She sauntered through the camp's central area, luring in the few boys who weren't already fucking, drugging them with her tits or cunt.  Once their infection began, she left them to the line of boys who followed behind her.  They were just as naked, hard cocks bobbing in the open air.  Their bodies were as slick with cum and milk as hers.  Whenever a new boy joined, a few would drop out of line, fuck him quickly, and then rejoin the group. 


Trevor was on his hands and knees now.  Instead of just masturbating, most of the boys were following along with the movie.  Trevor did as the porn star taught him.  She was on her hands and knees, ass in the air, panties pulled to the side, nothing else on but a pair of stockings and high heels, while a man slammed his cock into her.  A nice, big cock filled Trevor's ass.  It was one of the boys from the cabin, the newly-infected ones weren't big enough to satisfy him yet.  He stared at the porn slut's tits, swaying as she got fucked, and reached back to stroke his cock as she rubbed her clit.  He loved learning to be a slut.  The sluttier he was, the easier it seemed to get fucked.  He was fascinated with the few pieces of slutty clothing she was wearing.  Maybe tonight, he thought to himself, he'd lead a panty raid across the lake.


Joe, the lifeguard felt a lot better now.  He was back to doing his job.  One of the younger boys was helping him by sitting on his lap, ass clenched around his hard cock.  It freed his attention to keep an eye on the pool.  Everyone was still screwing in the cum-tainted water.  Mr. Smith's wife had brought her daughter to camp that day to use the pool, and both were enjoying it a lot more now.  Mrs. Smith had Billy between her legs, pumping his huge cock rapidly in and out of her pussy.  She still kept her daughter close.  The little girl was riding her mother's tongue, her nipples looked so swollen and stiff on her flat chest.  In the deep end, boys were locking themselves together in a floating orgy, a line of fucking boys, linked by the cocks in their asses.  Joe felt goo spurt on his face from the little boy who was riding his cock.  He licked it off, and continued to watch the fucking. 


Mr. Smith was being allowed to suck cock now.  He felt the hard, thick tool in his mouth, the hairless balls resting on his chin, and it filled him with satisfaction.  He stroked his own thickening rod, precum making it slick, making it feel far bigger in his hand than it ever had.  His knees were up and his legs apart, making room for his son to fuck his ass.  He was into gay incest now.  Gay incest felt so cool.  Joey's slick cock in his ass felt so big, he thought it must be bigger than his own had been that morning.  It was a lot bigger now.  That was one of the rewards for sucking cock, apparently.  The more he sucked, the more he got fucked, the bigger his cock felt in his hand.  He was approaching a mind-melting orgasm, and could barely keep his hand around his tool.  A door opened in the hallway, and the camp secretary came out.  She was a petite girl, with short black hair, who was understandably shocked seeing her boss with an fourteen inch cock and two campers fucking him.  Her wide-open mouth made a perfect target for Mr. Smith as he came.


The next morning, Mr. Smith stood in front of an amphitheater full of naked boys.  His secretary knelt in front of him, deep-throating his cock as he presented the new rules for the camp.  There had been days of chaos after the initial infection.  Boys were fucking everywhere, forgetting to eat, losing consciousness in strange places, and getting lost in the woods trying to escape.  None had escaped.  Rob was now in charge of the camp.  Since everyone had been infected by him, initially, he was now their Master.  Gail was trying to understand why, but a camp nurse's office didn't offer much opportunity for research. 

As he stood on stage beside Mr. Smith, some random boy blowing him as he was declared Master of the camp, Rob reflected on where all this had started.  Before they went off to camp, his mom had given him and his sister a big kiss.  They'd been surprised to feel her tongue entering their mouths, but she'd pulled back, seeming as surprised as they were.  He'd started feeling dizzy during the car ride to camp, and he remembered seeing Rachel feeling up her boobs when she thought no one was looking.  He wondered how she was doing across the lake at the girls' camp.
And that's the end of my shota on shota cum-fetish epic orgy.  For now.  To see what trouble Rob's sister has caused on the other side of the lake, check out Girls' Camp.

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