Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 08:33:07 -0500
From: Paul Wilson <paulwilson45@hotmail.com>
Subject: Back Room at Camp

When I was 12, going on 13, I attended camp for the first time.  It was the
kind of camp that had cabins on a lake in upstate New York, and some of the
kids stayed all summer, some stayed only a week.  I was there for a month; a
month I will never forget.

Our cabin held about 15 boys, the youngest 11, the oldest 14.  The first day
was uneventful; I was one of two that had arrived that day, the rest having
been there for a week or more.  I was a little apprehensive about going to
bed, since I wasn't used to undressing in front of other boys, but it turned
out to be a no-brainer.  Most of the boys just slept in their underwear, and
some put on shortie-PJs like I did.

After lights out, I started to doze pretty quickly, as I was tired from the
drive up to camp, but not before I heard soft sounds of boys moving around
me.  I wasn't sure, but figured some were playing with themselves like I
usually did after going to bed, but I fell asleep too quickly to think much
of it.

The next night, though, I wasn't as tired, and I felt like jacking off,
despite not wanting anyone to hear or see me.  It was almost dark, but there
was just enough light coming in from the windows to see shadows of the other
boys.  I figured I could at least rub my dick softly and gently.  I pulled
my PJs down a little inside my sleeping bag, and was just starting to play
with myself when I saw one of the older boys get out of bed and walk toward
me.  Fearing he had seen me moving, I lay still and pretended to be asleep,
but peeking out of one eye.  He stopped beside me, and my heart almost
stopped beating, but then he turned to Billy, the kid in the bed next to me,
and tapped his shoulder and motioned to him.  Then he walked quietly to the
back of the cabin and went into the spare room.  I don't know why we called
it that, but it was a small bedroom left over from when a resident counselor
slept in each cabin.  It still had a bed in it, but not much else.  Anyway,
about a minute after he went in, Billy quietly got out of bed and tiptoed to
the spare room, and the door closed quietly and I heard the click of the
lock.

I was really curious about what was going on.  Everything in the cabin was
quiet, as though everyone was waiting.  After a little while I got curious
enough that I wanted to check it out, so I got out of bed and went outside
toward the bathroom, as though I had to go.  When I was about 50 yards away
from the cabin, I doubled back and headed for the back of the cabin where
there was a window in the spare room.  I sneaked up and looked in.  Imagine
my surprise when I saw Billy laying there on the bed with his underwear
pulled down to his ankles, and the bigger boy was leaning over him with
Billy's dick in his mouth.  I had heard of blowjobs, but never seen one or
even believed boys did it, but it was obvious that the older boy was giving
Billy a blow job.

That went on for about 5 minutes.  It made me so horney that I had pulled
out my own dick and was furiously jacking off.  Finally I could see Billy
tense, and the bigger boy stayed still, and then Billy began to jerk on the
bed.  It was then that I blew, a small amount of cum, since I was just
starting to shoot, but it was very intense.  Billy just lay there as the
bigger boy removed his mouth, and I decided I'd better get back.

I half ran back to the front door and went back to my bunk, just in time to
see the door to the spare room open and Billy sneak back to his bed.  I lay
there like I was asleep, but could see Billy's face as he settled down, and
he looked very relaxed and happy.

Almost immediately another boy got out of bed quietly, and sneaked to the
spare room, and again I saw the door close and the faint click of the lock.
So the older boy had a thing going!  I watched three boys go in there that
night before he came out, and when he lay on his bed, he pulled his
underwear down and jacked off right in plain sight.  I think most of the
others were asleep, particularly those he had given blow jobs to, but he
didn't seem to care if anyone knew what he was doing.  He came noisily and
wiped up with a rag, and went to sleep.

I had a hard time getting to sleep thinking about what I'd seen.  I wondered
if I would have the courage to go in there for a blow job.

The next night was different.  The first one up was a boy my age, James, who
went and roused another boy who was 11, Paul.  They both sneaked back to the
spare room, closed the door, and locked it.

Curious again, I got up like I was going to the bathroom, and sneaked to the
window to see what was going on.  Expecting to see another blow job scene, I
was again surprised to see James and Paul on the bed together, with Paul on
his hands and knees with James behind him.  James' dick was about the same
size as mine, about 4 inches, but I could see he was circumcised, unlike me.
  James was putting something on his finger, which he pushed into Paul's
bottom, moving his finger in and out a couple of times.  Then James put some
of the stuff on his dick, and moved up close behind Paul.  I couldn't
believe what I was seeing; it was obvious that James was going to stick it
into Paul's butt.  I'd stuck things into my butt several times, and loved
the way it felt, but I'd never even thought of doing this.

James moved up closer to Paul, and put his dick against his butt and pushed.
  I could see it slide in.  James just held still like that for a minute,
then started pushing it in and out.  I recognized the familiar humping
motion that I used when I masturbated on my pillow, but I bet this felt
better.  After a while James kind of lay down on Paul's back and grabbed
around his waist with his arms, and humped faster and faster, while at the
same time rubbing Paul's dick with his fingers.  Suddenly James stopped and
held on tight, and I knew he was cumming into Paul's butt.  Paul stiffened,
too, and I realized he was having a dry come in James' hand.  They just
stayed coupled like that for a few minutes, with James just moving in and
out slowly, until he pulled out and they both collapsed onto the bed, James
laying on top of Paul.  I couldn't hear what they were saying, but they were
whispering to each other.

I figured I'd better get back to my bed fast, so I dashed around and crawled
back in quietly just as the spare door opened and James and Paul tiptoed
back to their beds.

I furiously jacked off at the memory of what I'd just seen.

The next day I thought a lot about what had been going on.  During the day
there was no sign from any of the others that things like that were going
on.  It just seemed like there was a forbidden nightime ritual of boy-boy
sex that many of them shared fairly openly, but didn't otherwise
acknowledge.  I wondered all day if I had the courage to join in, and had a
boner most of the day at the thought of it.

That night the older boy, who was named Tim, repeated what he'd done the
first night.  He walked quietly toward the spare room, tapping Billy on the
shoulder as a signal to come with him.  They went in and the door closed,
and I lay there with my heart in my throat, willing myself to go in after
Billy came out.  After about 10 minutes, Billy came out, and I stood up and
walked slowly toward the door, scared to death, but with a boner that could
have been used for a nail, it was so hard.  In the light from the window, I
could see several sets of eyes following me.  I figured they were waiting
their turn.

I went in and closed the door.  There was Tim, sitting in his boxers
fingering his dick.  He motioned me over to the bed, and asked if I'd ever
done this before.  I said no, and he said to just relax, I'd really like it.
  So I lay down, and Tim pulled my underwear off, and played with my dick a
while.

"You aren't cut," he said.  "I like that."

Then he put his mouth on my dick, and just played with it and licked it like
a popsicle.  It felt really good, and then he put his tongue inside my
foreskin and played around the head.  This was the best feeling I had ever
felt.  He did that for a little while, then started to suck and move his
head up and down, while jacking my dick with one hand.  Oh wow, that felt so
good!  I couldn't believe how it was making me feel.  It seemed like my
whole body was on fire.  I was so turned on I didn't last long.  It wasn't
more than two minutes and the dam burst.  I started cumming hard.  It felt
like I was shooting gallons into his mouth, but of course it was only a
couple of teaspoons of jism.  He held his mouth firmly but still on my dick,
and milked ever bit of cum and feeling out of it.  I was totally wasted, and
just lay there panting.

After I came down, he let go of my dick, and I got up, with wobbly knees.  I
thanked him and left quietly.  Another boy was waiting just outside the
door, and we smiled at each other as I walked past and went to my bunk.

That was a night to remember.

During the days I had been getting to be really good friends with Sam, a
cute 12 year old from my cabin.  I thought it would be fun to do some stuff
with him, but he gave no sign of being interested, and wasn't one of those
who went to the spare room.  Finally one day I decided to risk bringing the
subject up, and while walking on the path back from the bathroom I asked him
if he saw all the activity in the back room at night.  He said yes, and that
he'd snuck out to watch a couple of times.  I was surprised to find I wasn't
the only one, and suggested we watch together that night.  He agreed, so
after lights out, we got up at separate times and both went outside to the
window.  We watched two couples doing their thing in the room, and of course
got really turned on.  Sam whispered that most of the guys knew they were
being watched, since they could see the outline of our heads in the window.
He'd been coming to this camp for several years, and knew that was all part
of the fun of it.  I asked if he'd ever done it, and he said no, he was too
shy to try.  I asked if he wanted to, and he hesitated, and said yes, he
wished he was brave enough.  I said, "we could do it if you want."

Sam hesitated again, and said, "You want to?"

"Yeah."

"OK, lets go back in, and when the room is free, we'll go together."

My heart was pounding like a jackhammer as we stole back to our bunks to
wait.  We didn't have to wait long before the door opened and those in there
came out.  Sam and I both got up at the same time and walked quietly to the
spare room and closed the door.  We stood facing each other for a minute,
then he pulled his underwear off, and I did the same.  We were both totally
naked, and hard.  I noticed he wasn't circumcised, either, so we had that in
common.

Sam walked up to me and pressed his body against mine.  It felt great with
his warm skin on mine, and I could feel his boner pressing into my crotch.
He pulled me with him as he backed toward the bed and sat down, pulling me
down on top of him as he lay back.  Then he rolled us over, so he was laying
on top of me, and we were face to face.  He started to hump me, with his
dick pressing into mine, so I humped back.  Oh, it felt great, and we really
got into it.  We were humping like mad, making all kinds of noise, but we
didn't care.  It just felt too good.

I could feel Sam starting to tense, and I knew he was about to cum.  So was
I.  Suddenly he stopped humping, and I could feel a warm wetness spurting
out onto my stomach, and then I came, too.  Our jism mixed as we just moved
slowly back and forth reveling in our mutual orgasm.  It was the best thing
I'd ever felt; even better than the blow job I'd gotten the other night.

We lay there like that for a little while, then Sam rolled off of me.

"What a mess," he said, looking down at our crotches.

"Yeah, I hope there's something here to clean up with."

I spotted a towel in the corner and went and got it.  It was crusty with
jism stains, so I knew this was the community cum rag.  I wiped up and so
did Sam, and we gave each other a hug before pulling our underwear back on
and returning to the main room.  As we left, two guys were at the door
waiting for us to leave, and one whispered, "Man, you guys sure made enough
noise.  You woke everyone up."  We just giggled and bolted for bed, feeling
a little embarrassed that everyone knew what we had been doing in there.

The rest of the month at camp Sam and I coupled every night, and even
sneaked off a couple of times during the day to do our dirty deeds in the
privacy of the woods.  We were insatiable with each other, and tried
everything, including jacking by hand, oral sex, and anal.  But humping each
other like we'd done the first night remained our favorite.

Luckily, Sam lived fairly close to me, so when camp was over, we could ride
our bikes to each others' houses, and we were able to participate in our
little clandestine recreation, as we always called it, fairly frequently.