Date: Mon, 01 Jun 2015 07:40:04 -0400
From: Reb
Subject: Camp Ashford Chapter 2

This is a continuation of my story Camp Ashford.  If you enjoy it let me
know.  There is a Camp Ashford in Woodstock CT.  I did attend it it as a
Boy Scout.  Enough said...

Enjoy

Camp 2

     It was raining.  I was pretty warm and comfortable tho in my sleeping
bag.  And the tents were above ground so we didn't have to worry about wet
ground.  Camp Ashford was pretty nice, I guess, for a Boy scout camp.  It
offered lots to do, the food wasn't too bad and with the company of 600
other boys my age (14) there was plenty of company.  Yup, I guess if I had
to go to summer camp, Boy Scout camp wasn't bad.

I had learned allot in the three days we were here.  I found out that the
feeling in my gut when I was around certain boys was normal.  That boys of
every age liked the same things.  Yes, this was a time I wouldn't forget.

     I lay on my back with my hands folded behind my head, listening to the
rain fall on the tent.  Mr. Beaupre had told us not to touch the inside of
the tent when it was raining or it would leak.  Of course someone had
touched it and it was dripping a few bunks down from me.  So all the bunks
were pushed a little closer together on our side of the old WW2 tents we
used for out two week homes away from home.

     I closed my eyes and drifted off to a very comfortable sleep.

     I felt a pleasant sensation between my legs but thought I was
dreaming.  Let's face it, we all wake up after a wet dream, smilin and
sticky....

     But this was no dream.  I didn't move and made sure that I didn't
change the way I was breathing, either.  I could tell that someone was
touching my penis.  They were very gently rubbing it on the sleeping bag.
And as they did, it hardened.  It felt good.  Real good.  I must have
moaned because they stopped rubbing but left the weight of they're hand in
place.  After a moment, I felt the hand get a little more aggressive by
actually touching the outline of my now hard cock.  I heard the sleeping
bag zipper being pulled down very slowly and as quietly as possible.

     The hand kept playing with my cock above the covers, I stayed hard as
a rock..  The rain got louder, wind howling outside.  It felt amazing to
have all of or almost all of my senses raised.  I kept my eyes closed and
pretended to be sleeping.  When the zipper was pulled down below my left
thigh, I felt a hand reach into the sleeping bag and gently touch my
stomach.  I was only in PJ bottoms so he easily undid the snap and the pj's
fell away.  I was really hard and the thoughts going through my mind were
new.  I knew what felt good.  I had been touched there by both Tom and
Mr. Beaupre.  I had that in my mind as the hand touched my bare penis.  I
am uncircumcised and the head of my penis is so sensitive that a jumped
when the hand rubbed the length of my cock.  I took a deep breath and
exhaled with a slight moan.  Undetectable, I figured, due to the storm
going on out of doors.  The next thing I felt was my sleeping bag lifted.

    And than a warm, wet mouth engulfed my penis.  First the head, licking,
sucking, the tongue into my penis end.  Than he went all the way to the
base. My cock was probably only 5 maybe 6 inches long.  Considered pretty
big for my young age.  And he was easily able to get the whole shaft in his
mouth.  I couldn't stand it any longer.  I reached down and put my hand on
his head.  He hesitated, but didn't stop the sucking.  Than he unzipped the
bag all the way down to the foot.  Moved my left leg over a bit and began
to take long licks of my ball sack.  A first for me.  His tongue would lick
between my legs and over my balls.  Than engulf my penis.  I was on fire.
I could tell by his size that this was an adult.  But I did not know who.
I didn't care as long as he kept doing to me what he was doing.

     Next, he took each leg and bent them at the knees.  My knees were up
near my chin.  He easily held them in place.  I felt a large hand at the
base of my spine lift up.  My bum was lifted and opened.  And then I felt
his tongue on the crack of my butt.  I tightened up.  Not knowing what to
expect, but I got a rush as my ass was licked over and over.  He opened my
tender butt cheeks even more and inserted his tongue into my butt.  I felt
my body let go.  Felt my legs let go, opened my butt as wide as I could to
accommodate his tongue.  At the same time, he started to pump my penis.
The white precum was flowing freely.  It felt so good.  Such a release.
Mike looked at me smiling.  "My Dad said you were new to this".  "John
likes to get not give, but I'm a giver" he said with a devilish grin.  I
didn't say a word, just loved what this man of 18 was doing to me.

     "Are you ready to take me?" He said.  I couldn't speak so just looked
him in the eye and nodded yes.  I felt him put lots of spit on his cock,
even tho I could tell it was wet before he did.  With one push, he slipped
his big cock into me.  Not like his dad, a little at a time, but all the
way in to the hilt.  But surprisingly it did not hurt as bad as when his
dad went easy.  I actually wanted it in all the way.  I felt lust, lust for
Mikes big cock.  He began to fuck my ass.  Big long, deep strokes.  Each
one a little rougher than the last.  I had a feeling that even if I wanted
him to stop, he would have refused.  Using me to fill his need.  But I did
not want him to stop.  I wanted his white cream inside of me.  In my mind I
saw Mikes cock shoot load after load into my ass. And when I thought I was
imagining it, his cock hardened more, and I knew it was happening.  His
breathing got deep, the pounding harder, he bit my shoulder, but I didn't
care.  I bit his neck.  Than he went into me the deepest he had gone and
stopped.  He was trembling.  His weight was on top of me but I didn't care.
He touched my cock with his wet finger and I felt the white cream erupt.
It shot over my left shoulder, on my chin, on my stomach.  Mike looked me
in the eye and licked the cream off of my chin.

     After a quiet few minutes Mike pulled his soft penis out of me.  He
rubbed his thumb into my mouth smiling.  Than he got up and left the tent.
I pulled my PL's off completely and lay on my stomach.  Pulling the
sleeping bag over my head.  I felt so good, so full.  I fell asleep to the
sound of the rain on the tent.