Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2002 07:53:31 -0700 (PDT) From: chip ster <chipster071053@yahoo.com> Subject: Camp Clover For Boys - 19 Camp Clover For Boys By chipster071053@yahoo.com LEGAL STUFF: If you're offended by stories with a sexual content, don't read this. If you're under age, don't read this. If it's illegal to be caught with this stuff where you live, don't read this. Your comments, suggestions, encouragement, story ideas, fantasies, etc., are always welcome at chipster071053@yahoo.com. Many, many thanks to the Nifty Archives for letting me post my stories. Your reader feedback makes this a wonderful creative outlet. Thanks again to my editor Perry who's keeping me out of trouble with names. Also a note to Lenny in Canada who I chatted with last week on WinMX. If you're reading this, please e-mail me. I need to pass an e-mail address on to you. And our story continues. Chapter 19 - Another Tryout Timmy woke up gasping for breath, like a person suddenly awakened from a deep sleep. "Easy, there, Champ," said Jack. "Relax, and take slow, deep breaths. You'll be OK." Timmy was lying on his side, Jack behind him, Jack's fuckpole still stuffed into Timmy. "How long have I been out of it?" asked Timmy. "Not too long, maybe ten minutes," answered Jack. "That was unbelievable, Jack. I don't know what happened to me. No pain. Just pleasure. That felt so GOOD! I guess it was more than I could handle," said the boy. "What time is it now?" "Just after two. We've been at it for a couple of hours." Timmy took a deep breath, then realized that Jack was still inside of him. "Are we going to do it again?" asked Timmy. "Only if you want to," said Jack, "but we do have a problem." "What's that?" "Your ass has such a tight grip on my cock that I can't get OUT of you," chuckled Jack. "You're kidding, right?" "No, I'm not. I'm stuck, Tim. You're going to have to relax so I can get out," said Jack, reaching his hands to Tim's shoulders. He began to massage Tim's back, neck and shoulders. "Has this ever happened to you before?" asked Timmy. "Nope." There was a loud rap at the door, then it swung open and Rodney came into the room. "Sorry, guys," said the tall Asian, "am I interrupting something here?" "This kid is like having a vice grip clamped on your cock, man," said Jack. Rodney closed the door and walked closer to the bed. "I just came to find out if Timmy would be ready to go back over to camp around three," said Rodney. "From what I'm looking at, he probably won't." "No, man, we're done here, I think, but I can't get out of him!" said Jack. "And don't call him Timmy! Any fuckin' guy who is this fuckin' good at fuckin' shouldn't be called by a little kid's name!" "You're kidding about being stuck, right?" said Rodney. "He's serious. I'm too tight to let go of him," said Tim, as he started to blush. "Let me see if I can help distract you," said Rodney, and he laid down on the bed in front of Tim's semi-hard cock and began to suck on it. "How do you think THAT will help," said Jack. "That's what got us INTO this!" "I don't know, but it was here and looked inviting," said Rodney, "and besides, with him nailed down like this, I can get a taste before he gets away!" "Good God, Rodney, I swear sometimes all you ever think about is cock!" said Jack. Lifting his head, Rodney replied, "No. Sometimes I think about pussy, too. Anyway, Susan told me what a wild guy Tim here was in bed with her last night. I thought if you two were through, I might have a go with him. Would you like that, Timmy?" "Well, yea, I guess so. Jack, would it be all right?" asked Tim. "It's your decision, Champ," answered Jack. "Well then, yes, I want to," said Tim. "But first we have to get me out of him before you can get in!" The three boys all broke out into laughter. It did the job and Jack felt Tim starting to push him out as the boy laughed hysterically. Finally Jack came out with a loud, audible pop, leaving a trail of clear slime on Tim's thighs. "I think we need a shower," said Jack. "That's a great idea. Timmy, how 'bout if I fuck you in the shower? It'll have to be a quick one if I'm going to get you back in time," said Rodney. "How about it?" "OK with me. Can I suck your cock first?" "Sure, Tim, chow down," said Rodney, who was now kneeling on the bed, his cock directly in front of Tim's open mouth. "My favorite food," said Jack. "Oriental." "Yea, I know you like it. Wan Yong Well Hong Gui, right?" chuckled Rodney as Tim sucked his cock in. "Why don't you get the shower started while Tim here primes the pump." "Gotcha. Think I have time for a quick one before you guys are ready?" asked Jack. "If you mean to get your rocks off, no. If you mean to clean yourself up, then you'd better hurry," answered Rodney. The bathroom that adjoined Jack's room was not your conventional hotel/resort bath. It was a good-sized room with a hot tub in one corner big enough to comfortably hold six, although at times it had been more crowded. The other corner had a toilet, separated from the rest of the room by a waist-high modesty wall. Along one wall was a counter with two sinks, and above it a long, tall mirror. The center of the room was a large, glassed in shower, about twice the size of the stalls in the bunkhouse, with showerheads in each of the four corners, the water control in one corner. Overhead were several thin pipes with nozzles that sprayed fine mists, similar to the ones in the bunkhouse shower stalls. The walls were arranged with a protected entryway so that no door was needed to come in or out. Jack stepped in and turned on the water, cleaning himself off as quickly as possible. Back in the bedroom, Tim struggled to get out of the bed. Tim's legs were a little wobbly, and Rodney had his arm around the boy to help steady him. "A little too much action, I think," said Rodney as they stepped into the shower with Jack. "I've got an idea. Tim, when we get in the shower, wrap your arms around my neck. I'm going to pick you up and fuck you from underneath." "That sounds cool," said Jack. "That sounds like something the cameras would eat up." "You have yours around somewhere?" asked Rodney. "Yea, it's in the other room." "Why don't you go get it. But before you go, can you give us a hand?" Rodney bent his knees slightly and picked up Timmy by his thighs, pulling the boy's legs around his waist. Little drops of Jack's cum began to drip from Timmy's spreading cheeks. "Hang on now. Jack, help me get in him, would you?" asked Rodney. Jack took Rodney in hand and pushed the head of his cock into Timmy's puckered hole. "I see you left him well lubricated," said Rodney. "Is this what you call sloppy seconds?" chuckled Tim. "Yes, and I don't mind leftovers, either. You are so damned tight! Man you feel good," said Rodney as he lowered the boy onto his shaft. "Now what do I do," asked Tim." "Just hold on and enjoy the ride," said Rodney. Rodney began to bounce Tim on his cock as Timmy started to wrap his legs around Rodney's legs. "Get 'em up higher if you can," said Rodney. "Try getting your feet around the small of my back." Tim's legs raised up and practically locked in place. By arching his back slightly, Tim found that he could push down a little as Rodney bounced him on his stiff cock. Not being as large as Jack, Timmy had an easier time taking the teen's shaft up his ass and the two were soon in rhythm with each other. Jack came into the room with his palm cam and began to tape through the clear shower walls. "You were right! This is really easy to see on camera. You two look like you were born to fit together like that," said Jack. "Is the water getting in the way of the shot?" asked Rodney. "No, man, seeing the water drip from your balls really ads to it. This is SO hot! I'm glad you thought to tape it. Susan will want to see this!" said Jack. "How you doing, Tim?" asked Rodney. "This is so fuckin' crazy! You feel so GOOD inside of me. Wanna fuck harder?" asked Timmy. "You're turning into a little fucking machine! God, you fit me like a glove! Keep it up, kid!" said Rodney. The two continued their bouncing, Rodney occasionally shifting his footing to keep Tim balanced on his hips. Jack walked slowly around the shower, capturing all of the hot action on his camera, occasionally suggesting a change in position. Tim leaned back, keeping his hands on Rodney's shoulders as Rodney thrust, clenching his buttocks muscles together, bending his knees slightly to adjust to the change in the center of their balance. Jack zoomed the camera in on the dimpled ass cheeks as he flexed, keeping Tim's locked legs in the upper part of the viewfinder. With the camera still tight on their midriffs, he slowly walked around until the camera was close on Rodney's balls and cock buried deep in Timmy. "I hate to do this, but I said this had to be a quick one. Are you ready?" asked Rodney. "What should I do?" asked Timmy. "Should we play this one for the camera?" Rodney yelled to Jack. "Sure, why not? OK with you, Tim?" Jack shouted back. "Sure," answered Tim. "Then I'm the director. Rodney, get yourself ready to fire. Timmy, watch his face closely. When he winks at you from the side away from the camera, jump off, squat down and grab Rodney's cock and start jacking him off. Rodney, I'll zoom in on Tim's face and you cover it with cum. Timmy, if you want to, lick around the head of Rodney's cock while you're jacking him off, but don't put it in your mouth unless I tell you to. Everybody ready?" The two in the shower nodded yes. "Then let's start with a little oral action. Lock lips and ACTION!" Rodney pulled Timmy toward him, putting his arms under Tim's and bringing them around to the back of Tim's head, pulling the boy's face to his. Their lips touched and they began to kiss passionately, tongues occasionally showing when their mouths parted. With the camera tight on their faces, Jack shouted, "WOW! This kid is a natural!" "You're telling me!" said Rodney around Tim's lips. The kissing continued for just a few more seconds while Rodney increased the pace of the bouncing, letting friction begin to increase the stimulation to his pounding cock. Timmy let out a groan inside Rodney's mouth and the kiss broke momentarily. Tim kept his eyes on Rodney's face, watching for a sign as the two came back together for another kiss. With his left eye open, he saw Rodney give him a wink and Tim pulled back, then lifted himself up of Rodney's cock. He dropped his legs down to the floor as he slid away from Rodney and dropped to his knees. Ignoring what Jack had told him, he momentarily took Rodney's cock in his mouth, running his tongue around the head, then he slowly, sensually, released the head, keeping his lips tight around it as the tip came into the camera's viewfinder from Timmy's mouth. "God. That was GREAT! What a SHOT! Keep going, you guys. Timmy, get him off now," directed Jack. Timmy began to pump the Asian boy's cock with short, firm strokes and Rodney bent back slightly to accentuate the angle of his cock from his body, thowing his head back over his shoulders. With Tim's tongue running around the head of Rodney's cock, it didn't take long for the older teen to release his cum, and the first two spurts landed on Tim's nose and forehead, the third in Tim's hair. The rest oozed down Timmy's fist and mixed with the water from the shower. Jack caught it all on tape. "Man, this will be jack-off fodder for years," cried Jack. "We may want to release this one as part of a collection of shorts." Jack, meanwhile, stood up, took Rodney's balls into his hand, making sure that he kept them in sight of the camera, and began to fondle them. He bent over and once again planted his lips on Rodney and they kissed again. "Awesome, guys. That's wonderful!" said Jack as he dropped the camera to his side. "CUT!" Timmy pulled back from Rodney and looked into his face again. "Thank you," he said. "Hell no, thank YOU! That was one of the most PROFESSIONAL jobs I've ever had done on me," said the admiring Rodney. "Jack, this guy's HOT AND READY!" "That's kind of what I thought, too. Wait until Susan sees THIS tape!" said Jack. "I hate to be the party pooper here, but shouldn't I be getting back to camp pretty soon?" asked Tim, his arms loosely draped around Rodney's hips. "Yea, you almost made me forget. The guys are going to the stables at three and I'm supposed to get you there. Let's get cleaned up. We're late all ready," said Rodney. The two rinsed off quickly and stepped out of the shower. Jack had towels waiting for them. Drying off, they went back into the room where Tim found a set of camp clothes lying on the bed. "Where'd these come from?" Timmy asked. "I called room service and asked them to send over some clothes for you. I didn't want you to have to go back to camp bare-assed naked," said Jack. "You mean somebody came into the room while we were in the shower?" asked the boy. "Sure. There aren't any locks on the doors here, but we respect people's privacy. Nobody is going to come in unless they're invited or expected," said Rodney. "But you..." Tim started. "Yea, I knew you guys were at it together, but I was supposed to find out about you and Jack knew I'd be showing up sooner or later," said Rodney. Tim put on his clothes, as did Rodney, while Jack slipped on a bathrobe. "You guys go on. I'll catch up with you tonight," said Jack. "I'm going to watch this tape, then take it over to Susan." "OK. We'll see you later," said Rodney as he opened the door. "See you later, Jack, and thanks again. I had a great time with you this afternoon," said Tim. "See ya tonight, Champ. And Tim, I want you to know, you're the fuckin' hottest kid I've ever auditioned!" "Thanks!" said Tim, as he walked out of the room. (more to come) A confession from the writer: I don't know how long this story is going to go. It's taken on a mind of its own. I'm still holding true to the original story outline I wrote a few weeks ago, but thanks to reader suggestions, it's a lot longer than I first thought it would be. With your support and approval, I will let it wander and we can all see where it leads us. Please keep your thoughts, suggestions and fantasies coming to me at chipster071053@yahoo.com so I can keep going.