Date: Sun, 10 Apr 2016 04:40:37 +0000
From: Pony Boy1984 <ponyboy1984@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Haunting of Cabin 13: Chapter 1 "Orientation Day"

Disclaimer: All acts depicted in the following story are strictly fictional
and consensual.

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The Haunting of Cabin 13
By Ponyboy1984
Suggested Categories: Gay/Young Friends, Gay/SciFi   (bb, bT, bbT)

Chapter 1: Orientation Day

The tattered banner stating "Welcome to Lakeside" fluttered in the breeze
as butterflies and bumblebees flittered about the wavering lilacs.  A group
of boys lined up in front of the Activities Building as a car rumbled down
the dirt road, leaving a swirling cloud of dust in its wake. "Well, here we
are!" the man said, flashing the boy sitting behind him a quick smile
through the rearview mirror.

"It looks lovely, doesn't it?" Billy's mom asked rhetorically.

Billy glanced out the window and took a quick inventory of his
surroundings. Nodding his head, he responded, "Yes, it looks pretty cool."
He glanced down at his cell phone and sighed as the signal dropped to a
single, tenuous bar.

Stuffing the phone into his pocket, he mumbled "Not like I have anyone to
talk too anyways, I guess," he signed.

"What was that, honey?" his mom asked.

Billy smiled, "Nothing, Mom."

The car pulled into the parking lot, allowing Billy to climb out and
stretch his legs. His father popped open the trunk and pulled out a large
green duffle bag and a small suitcase. Before Billy could take possession
of the bag, his father placed a hand on his shoulder. "Billy, we want you
to relax and have a good time."

"That's right, Billy. Your father and I want you to make some friends and
share some new experiences. Promise me you'll give it a chance," his mom
interjected.

"Yes, Mom. I promise I'll give it a chance," Billy said, smiling sheepishly
as she took him into an embrace.

"Atta boy!" his dad said, ruffling up his hair playfully.

"Quit it, Dad!" Billy exclaimed with a giggle.

After promising to send postcards and checking that everything was in
order, Billy was soon left alone inside the Activities Hall, awaiting his
cabin assignment. He took this opportunity take a furtive glance at his
campmates.  His respiration began to increase as he made eye contact with a
blonde haired boy who flashed him a smile.

"Billy Harris? Is there a Billy Harris here?" the loudspeaker crackled,
disrupting the moment. He raised his hand and called out, "I'm here!"

A man waived Billy over to a table where a small group of boys was
assembling. The loudspeaker crackled to life again, calling out several
additional names. "Tad Simmons and Jeffery Tenant, please report to table
13."

After feeling a nudge from behind, Billy turned around to find the blonde
haired boy now standing right beside him. "Oh, sorry," he said
apologetically, but a flash of his azure eyes betrayed more mischievous
intentions. Billy felt uncharacteristically giddy at the boy's sudden
proximity and charismatic gaze.

"It's OK," he responded, suddenly looking down at his sneakers and kicking
at a crack in the wooden floor. He could scarcely stop smiling as the
feeling of warmth crept along his face.  What the hell is happening to me?
Billy thought to himself.

"Alright boys, I need your attention for just a moment," the man at the
table called out. As the boys all turned to face forward, a minor
altercation drew their attention back to the center of the room. A
youngster with hair nearly the color of straw was lying on his back,
whimpering slightly.

"Watch where you're going, dork!" A taller boy chided the boy.

"I'm really sorry," the youngster pleaded, looking on the verge of tears.

Billy and Tad turned to one another and stepped forward to help. He was
pinned to the ground like a distressed turtle by his own oversized pale
blue backpack.

"Here little dude, don't stress," Tad said, offering the boy his
hand. Billy positioned himself on the opposite side of the boy and helped
him to his feet.

The instigator by this point had become annoyed by the interference and
stepped forward, giving Billy a check with his shoulder. Billy's eyes
widened when he realized that his antagonist stood a foot taller than
he. He instinctively withdrew but kept the youngster behind him
protectively in case the older boy started throwing punches. Before things
got out of control, two of the counselors including the man behind table
number 13 sprinted forward, forming a human barrier between the pair.

"There will be none of that here, "one of the counselors said, pointing an
accusatory finger at the older boy.

"It's not my fault he's a klutz," the boy said, glaring at the three boys
before turning away to get in line for one of the other cabins.

"What a douchebag!" a high-pitched voice squeaked from behind. Billy turned
to his left to see a boy with fiery red hair and a smattering of freckles
that seemed to flare with annoyance. His fist was in a ball as if ready to
punch anyone that threatened the group. He was smaller than most of the
other boys, but he seemed to make up for it in personality.

"That's enough, Sammy," the counselor instructed, waggling his finger for
emphasis. Although, the bemused smirk on the man's face deflated any impact
his admonishment offered. He turned to the boy that had been hiding behind
Billy and Tad. "What's your name?"

"My name is Jeffy, Sir. Jeffy Tenant," he said, his slender body shaking
with fear.

The man looked at his clipboard, nodding his head. "Well, it seems you're
with us. Come get in line with the others," he said with a warm
smile. Jeffy looked up at Billy and Tad, his dour expression suddenly
morphing to a dimpled smile.

As the boys gathered around the table, Billy made eye contact with the
other boy who was standing in front of the table for cabin 10. The boy
glared at him and ran a finger across his throat, pointing at Billy
menacingly. This is why I stay away from everyone, Billy sighed to himself.

"Don't worry about him. We'll have some fun," Tad whispered, placing his
hand on Billy's bare arm.

The boy's soft, reassuring voice and gentle touch sent a wave of giddy
excitement through Billy's frame. Man, I'm just falling apart. What is it
about this kid? Billy wondered as he stared into Tad's eyes.  He felt his
body heat steadily rise before the counselor cleared his throat, breaking
the moment and drawing his attention back to the table.

"My name is Derek. I will be your cabin counselor this summer. We'll be
staying in Cabin 13 this year which directly overlooks the lake. This cabin
has recently been renovated after many years and is..." The man's voice
trailed off momentarily before he completed his sentence. "Well, let's just
say it's very special to me, and I hope after this summer it will be
special to you, too. If you have any problems or questions, don't hesitate
to come and see me. That's why I'm here and together, I think we'll have a
lot of fun." Derek's talk was interrupted by the camp administrator, who
whispered into his ear for a moment, gesturing toward the office with his
clipboard.

"Sure, no problem. We still have plenty of room," Derek whispered.

The administrator waved to a teenager that was waiting by the office with
an oversized duffel bag. "I'd like you to meet Alex. He's a three-year
veteran of the camp and probably knows this place as well as anyone."  The
boy strode over to the group, peering over his sunglasses to appraise the
group of younger boys. He was wearing a mesh tank top that made his
athletic torso apparent to anyone who cared to notice. Unlike most of the
other boys, Billy noticed a little hair under his arms.

Billy realized that he was gawking at the boy, something that did not
escape the teen's notice. Alex flashed Billy a smile and gave him an
approving nod as he walked up to the table to check in with Derek. Tad
nudged Billy, grinning like the Cheshire cat, but remaining silent. Another
wave of heat swept over Billy's body, which amplified severalfold when
Tad's left hand brushed against his backside. The boy felt a stirring
between his legs, which soon threatened to tent his dark blue shorts
outward. Oh God, not right now! Billy screamed silently at his erection.

"This is going to be a great Summer, isn't it?" Jeffy said, looking up at
Billy and Tad.

"Damn right!" Sammy interjected, the redhead practically bouncing up and
down with excitement. The boy's enthusiasm was infectious as soon Tad was
jittering like a kid on a sugar high.

Derek shook his head and laughed, "Alright boys, settle down. I want to get
you set up in the cabin, and then we can explore the main attractions of
the camp together. Just let me get things filed away, and we'll hike out to
the cabin." The counselor disappeared into the office, leaving the small
group to introduce themselves.

Billy stepped away from the group, trying to refocus his thoughts. He felt
an element of chaos creeping in on his neatly ordered and predictable
world.

"Hey, are you alright?" a voice asked from the din of surrounding
conversations.

Billy turned toward the voice and spied a boy nearly his height with short
blonde hair and wearing a plaid shirt and pair of old of cutoff jeans that
barely extended below his waist. The boy's entire look screamed `retro',
but Billy's eyes were drawn towards the kid's crotch. What are you doing?
Billy chastised himself.

The boy followed Billy's eyes and his face flushed momentarily, but he
smiled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. You just seemed a
little...I dunno...kinda sad I guess."

Billy struggled to look the boy in the face, but his eyes were fixated on
his nether regions. "I'm alright, thanks. I'm just...trying to get used to
the idea of being at camp for the summer."

"Is this your first time being away from home?" the boy inquired.

"Well, this will be the longest I've been away on my own I guess," Billy
replied.

"It'll be OK. This place is really cool. It's my third year coming. So, do
you like what you see?" he asked.

"W-w-what was that?" Billy stammered, his face reddening with each passing
second.

"My shorts, dummy! What do you think I meant?" he asked, shaking his head.

"Uh, Oh yeah the shorts. Yeah, they're pretty sweet," Billy replied, trying
to be nonchalant. Remembering his manners, Billy extended his hand. "My
name is Billy. What's your name?"

"My name is Tommy. So, you're in Cabin 13 too?"

Billy nodded affirmatively, before feeling a tap on his shoulder. "Dude,
who are you talking to?" Tad asked.

"Oh, Tad meet Tommy," Billy said, turning back to his new friend. Only, the
boy was nowhere to be seen. However, there was a canvas camping sack
adorned with stickers for AC/DC, KISS, and The Rolling Stones sitting on
the floor. "Uh, oh. I guess he must have gone to the boy's room." Billy
replied, looking confused.

Tad flashed Billy another smile that simultaneously turned ratcheted up his
internal temperature, and made his erection even more obvious. He was
fairly certain that Tad noticed though at least he didn't draw attention to
it. Billy picked up his bag and positioned it over his crotch. While this
temporarily hid his imposition, it took but a moment for Jeffy to back into
it, sending a quick wave of pain through Billy's frame.  Everyone turned
toward Billy, who was now biting his lower lip. "Dude, you alright over
there?" Alex asked, peering over his glasses again.

"Y-y-y-eah, t-t-he bag i-is j-just a little heavy," Billy replied, trying
to act casual but failing miserably.

"You need help with it?" the masculine voice of Derek asked, as he returned
from the office.

"N-n-no thanks, Sir. I got it," Billy assured the man.

Derek clapped his hands and beckoned the assembled group of boys to pick up
their things and follow him out the back door.

Billy was relieved to feel the gentle breeze on his face. It rendered a
sense of tranquility from the chaos reeling in the back of his mind. They
traveled down a serpentine dirt path that meandered between a few glacial
boulders and grooves of pines and massive oaks. The smell of lilacs and
other aromatic flowers filled Billy's nostrils and provided an almost
hypnotic sensation that put both his body and mind at ease. The path
gradually sloped upward with narrower pathways veering off to the left and
right of the main path. Each path was marked with signage to indicate the
name, distance and the part of the camp the path lead too. The first one to
the right was marked `scenic vista' and prompted several questions from the
other boys. `We'll take a stop up there during our tour a little later,"
Derek promised.

It had taken about seven minutes of walking before the path curved toward
the left, placing the blazing sun on their backs. Ahead was a moderate
sized brown wood cabin that looked freshly painted and struck Billy as
modern and yet distinctly rustic.  "Well, here is your new home for the
next couple of weeks," Derek said.

The group emerged from the surrounding forest and found themselves on a
bluff that looked down at the lake beneath them. "Woah!" Jeffy gasped,
looking across the shimmering water beneath them, surrounded by lush green
forest punctuated by beaches and rock-strewn shorelines. The side of the
bluff was rather steep but was covered by a sea of swaying wildflowers,
grasses and a few bushes that help stabilize the face from erosion. There
was a pair of freshly renovated stairs that lead down to a small sandy
beach and a bright white pier that extended out into the lake.  "This is
really cool," Billy admitted aloud.

"Let's get you situated in the cabin so we can take a look around," Derek
said, motioning the boys to the cabin.

The front of the cabin faced the lake, and on either side of the door were
two lush rose bushes with massive white blossoms that clung to every
branch. Most of the boys felt compelled to lean over to smell the blossoms
as they approached the front door. It reminded Billy of sweet perfume, not
overpowering but the scent clung to him long after he had entered the
cabin.

It had taken less than ten seconds before Sammy yelled, "Top Bunk! Called
it!"

Jeffy followed suit, "Top!"

Derek laughed, "Don't worry, you'll all be able to have your own bunk if
you like."

Even the inside of the cabin proved to be a surprise to Billy. There were
eight bunk beds split on either side of the cabin against the walls. The
beds featured solid oak frames with firm but comfortable bare mattresses
that made little noise when you pushed against them or climbed on
them. There were cedar chests with lockable lids and a sliding drawer on
either side of each bunk and even laundry hampers. Billy looked around and
spotted a small kitchenette, a couple oversized sofas facing a flat screen
TV and a pool table off to the side along with a sea of board games stored
in cabinets.  "Wow, it's sort of like home," Billy said.

Derek smiled, "I hope that you'll come to see this as a home away from
home. Even if it lacks the trappings of modern life. We want you to feel
comfortable and it will rain some days, so we've planned for those
occasions as well," he said, pointing toward the recreation area.

Tad poked his head into the refrigerator and pointed out the presence of
sodas and juices. "Those are to be used sparingly," Derek warned.

Billy picked a bunk in the corner at random, placing his duffle bag and
suitcase in front of it. Tad paused by the adjoining bunk, before casting a
glance over at Billy. "Do you prefer to have a bunk to yourself?" he asked.

Billy hadn't really thought about it. The cabin's open floorplan didn't
render all that much privacy. "I guess it doesn't matter too much as long
as the bunks don't make much noise." Tad wrapped his hand around the frame
of the bunk and shook it.

"Wow, it's pretty solid," he commented.

Billy shrugged his shoulders, feigning indifference but unable to deny the
allure of having Tad so near him at night. "Well, you can have the top if
you like," Billy offered.

"Hey, can we be with you guys?" Jeffy asked, gesturing to the bunk right
beside Billy.

"As long as you guys don't snore too much," Tad responded as he cast a
glance over at Billy, seeking his approval.

"Sure, why not?" Billy asked.

Alex paused long enough to see where everyone was situating themselves. He
looked toward the far side of the cabin, before stealing a glance back at
the others and settling for a bunk closer to the others. Tad turned toward
the teen and flashed him a smile before turning his attention back toward
Billy.

"So, where are you from?" he asked.

"I'm from Nashua. How about you?"

"I'm from Weston," Tad replied. "There's like nobody my age out there and
it's real boring. That's why I was looking forward to coming out here." The
two boys continued their small talk, as each began emptying to contents of
their bags and marshaling their clothing into the chests. Billy could hear
the two younger boys chattering excitedly, but his eyes were glued on his
new friend. He couldn't help but notice as Tad bent over, his gym shorts
rode down enough to expose more of his underwear.

Focus, damn it. Before you get caught staring! Billy chided himself.

Out the corner of his eye, Billy saw Tad pull out a couple pairs of bikini
briefs that he neatly tucked away into the chest. "Uh, what were those?"
Billy wondered aloud.

Tad glanced over at Billy and smiled. He pulled the red and lime green
bikini briefs and proudly showed them to Billy. "They're from...a special
friend. Do you like them?"

Billy couldn't help but think they left little to the imagination and yet
he longed to see Tad wearing them. He shrugged his shoulders and returned
his own clothes, "Yeah, they're cool I guess." Despite his attempt to sound
indifferent, Tad noticed the dimples on Billy's face.

Billy pulled out a pair of navy blue swim trunks that were practically knee
length. Tad looked over and made it a point to show off his speedos. "Dude,
that looks like something my Granddad would wear!" he laughed, pointing at
the swim trunks. Billy's expression deflated as he looked down at the swim
trunks. For the first time in his life, he wanted to impress someone and be
cool.

"I know...Well, you know my mom bought it for me," he responded, his
shoulders slumping slightly.

"Hey, we're about the same size. I bet one of mine would fit you," Tad
offered.

Billy looked over at Tad and tried to imagine himself wearing the skimpy
garment. The thought of that seemed to make Tad happy, so Billy would, at
least, contemplate the idea. "Well, maybe... If you think, it's a good
idea."

Tad responded by tossing a pair of blue Speedos at Billy, which he caught
and stared at for a few seconds in disbelief. What the hell was I thinking?
He neatly placed them in the chest and politely thanked the boy, hoping the
matter would be forgotten. But do I really want him to forget? Isn't this
what I've wanted for almost two years now?  Billy thought to himself.

The sharp report of Derek clapping his hands together disrupted Billy's
train of thought. "You can finish up later. Let's get outside and explore a
little!"

Tad pulled off his t-shirt and tied it around his waist, which prompted
Sammy to follow suit. Billy couldn't help but notice that both boys had
decent tans while he was nearly as pale as Jeffy. Sammy convinced Jeffy to
remove his shirt, helping him tie it around his waist. Tad looked over at
Billy with anticipation. Billy couldn't help but blush slightly, but
swallowed hard and removed his shirt. His effort was rewarded with an
approving smile. Derek tossed Sammy a can of spray on sunscreen which he
applied to Jeffy's back, prompting a shrill protest. "Oh, it's freezing!"

Billy couldn't help but notice Alex was discreetly watching the other boys
remove their shirts. When he looked up, Alex just flashed him a smile. He
wondered if Alex knew he liked seeing the other boys shirtless and wondered
if he felt the same. It's almost like he wants me to know that he likes
guys. Does he suspect something about me? What about Tad? Even Sammy seems
to be looking... Like anything that threatened Billy's internal sense of
order and propriety, he filed these miscellaneous thoughts to the back of
his mind. After everyone had been covered with the protective spray, they
filed outside the cabin to await Derek's instructions.

"Listen up, there are a couple important rules," Derek said. He walked to
the edge of the bluff and pointed down at the placid lake surface. "You're
allowed to go down to the lake anytime you want. However, there is
absolutely no swimming outside the designated areas. Secondly, there is no
swimming unless a lifeguard or a qualified counselor is present. Do I make
myself clear?" All the boys nodded their heads.

"Now, it's preferred you use the buddy system whether you're just walking
around the lake or swimming. Always try to have a friend with you, that's
how we stay safe.  Make sense?" Derek asked. Everyone quickly agreed.

"We can walk around the edge, but what about wading?" Tad asked.

"Well, walking around the edge is not a problem. If you want to wade out a
couple feet in a designated area that's probably fine, but I'd prefer you
only do that when an adult is present," Derek responded.  "Are there any
leeches?" Jeffy asked.

"Oh, huge ones like this big!" Sammy exclaimed, extending his hands out
about two feet apart. This caused Jeffy to gasp, looking down the lake in
great consternation.

"Sammy!" Derek chided, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "Jeffy,
leeches prefer to live in muddy, stagnant water. This half of the lake is
pristine and in all my years here, I've never heard of anyone finding a
leech."

"Now the other side of the lake..." Alex began.

Derek chuckled, "The other side of the lake empties into a swamp and that
area is forbidden. There's probably leeches out there, along with
sinkholes, brambles, and sunken logs. It's too dangerous to play out there,
so stay on this side of the lake please."

"Plus it's haunted!" Sammy interjected.

Jeffy gasped, "Really?"

Alex laughed, before reaching out and swatting Sammy off the top of his
crimson head. "Don't listen to him," he said.

"Quit it!" Sammy said, dashing behind Jeffy for safety.

Derek shook his head, "It's not the swamp that's haunted. But that's a
story for another day." It took a moment for the man's words to sink into
Sammy and Jeffy's heads. Before they could ask the obvious follow-up
question, Derek changed the subject and started back down the path,
describing a few of the other ground rules of the camp. He led the group of
boys down the `Scenic Vista' path which leads to a slightly higher bluff
that overlooked the lake. There was a freshly painted fence surrounding the
steep embankment, with various flowering shrubs creating a floral
shrine. At the center of the clearing was a small, gurgling fountain and a
marble slab that formed a bench, though it struck Billy more of an altar
than a seat. There was also a small lamp and there were colored lights
inside the glistening fountain water pool. He caught the glimpse of a
bronze plaque but Derek called his name before he could read it.

"Come on Billy, there's a lot more to see!"

The group descended the hill as the sun blazed overhead. The sweat was
already rolling down Billy's smooth chest. Tad walked alongside Billy,
occasionally bumping into him. Every time the boy's bare flesh made contact
with his, Billy felt a wave of euphoria sweep across his frame. Alex
trailed behind the others but flashing Billy a wry grin every time he
looked behind.

"Alright off to the right here is the petting zoo," Derek said. He pointed
down a path where the sounds of sheep, goats, ducks and chickens could be
heard just beyond a narrow thicket. "We've got about two dozen species of
animals and reptiles you can learn about, and help feed and pet. There will
be specific activities there for our cabin a couple days each week."

Derek led the boys to the archery range, the simulated rock climbing
towers, rope bridges and a few of the other cabins that were positioned
between the various activities. The boys arrived at the Activities Building
where they had all said goodbye to their parents earlier that
morning. "Here is where we watch movies, hold classes and
competitions. Especially, on days where it's too rainy for outdoor
activities. This is where the Canteen is located as well." After walking
through the backdoor, they discovered that the Dining Hall was attached to
the other side of the structure. "Breakfast is served at 8:30 AM, Lunch is
at Noon and Dinner at 5:30 pm. If you need a snack and we don't have
something back in the cabin, you can stop at the Canteen," Derek said.

"I'm starving!" Sammy exclaimed.

Derek looked at his watch, "We'll come back here in about an hour for
lunch."

Their next stop was along the central waterfront where rowboats and canoes
were moored along a long white pier. There was a cage filled with bright
orange lifejackets and a large area marked by buoys and a floating diving
platform for swimmers. A gentle breeze blew across the water's surface,
bringing some relief to the heat. "Oh, that feels nice," Tad said,
prompting nods from the other boys.

Billy couldn't help but notice that Cabin 10 was tucked back about thirty
feet from the lake. "I'll stay away from that attraction," Billy murmured
to himself.

"Don't worry about it, dude," Alex said, placing his hand on Billy's bare
shoulder. The contact caused a twinge between his legs, but Billy did his
best to ignore it.

"I'm not. I just want to have fun and not have to worry about that kind of
crap," Billy replied.

Derek turned around, "And that's why we're here, Billy. And your cabin
mates will watch out for you too. You're going to have fun. I guarantee
it."

Billy blushed, feeling foolish for worrying. "I know I will," Billy
replied. He couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Tad. While the
young teen didn't make direct eye-contact with him, Billy couldn't help but
notice the boy's face redden slightly. I think he really likes me! He
thought to himself.

The group stopped while Derek spoke to one of the other counselors. Billy
drifted away from the group to watch a butterfly flutter around a purple
blossom hanging from a mountain laurel bush. "Man, it's hotter than Carter
has little liver pills," a familiar voice complained.

Billy turned to see Tommy standing right beside him. "Woah, I didn't hear
you sneak up on me. What was that about liver pills?"

Tommy laughed, "It's just something my dad likes to say. How do you like
the camp so far?"

"It's pretty cool," Billy replied.

"I can dig it," Tommy quipped.  Billy couldn't help but notice the golden
tan on the boy's body. It made him want to reach out to touch his smooth
flesh.

Tad overheard the conversation and walked over to the boys. "Oh, Tad. This
is Tommy. Tommy, this is Tad." Billy was certain that Tad lets out a little
gasp when he spied the boy's short-shorts and he followed his eyes up and
down Tommy's body.

After giving the young teen an approving nod, Tad leaned against Billy and
said, "We're going to have a lot of fun, aren't we?"

"Right on!" Tommy said, smiling broadly. Billy couldn't help but notice
that Tommy looked between both of their legs and smiled. Did I die and go
to heaven? What's going on here? Billy wondered silently.

"Alright boys, let's get a move on," Derek called, drawing the boys'
attention back to their counselor. Tad and Billy sprinted back to the group
and followed on. Billy turned back and noticed that Tommy had disappeared
again. He shrugged his shoulders and followed on, listening to Derek
discuss the history of the camp and an overview of the events they'd be
having over the summer. After having lunch and stopping by the petting zoo
at the instance of Jeffy and Sammy, they returned to the cabin to finish
unpacking.

When they returned, Billy noticed Tommy's duffle bag sitting by one of the
empty bunks. Derek distributed some blankets between the boys, along with a
couple pillows. After they had finished their unpacking, Derek and the boys
walked down to the stairs to their own little private beach where they
waded and splashed in the water. Jeffy pursued a small turtle that had been
sunning itself on a nearby rock with Sammy close by his side. They sat on
the beach for several hours before heading back to the Dining Hall for
dinner.

Billy was exhausted by the day's activities and collapsed on his bunk as
the other boys gradually settled in for the evening. Tad wasn't shy about
shinnying out of his gym shorts. While he turned away from Billy, he gave
him a good look at his smooth ass as he put on his bikini briefs. When he
turned around to climb up the ladder to the top bunk, Billy could see the
outline of Tad's partially erect cock through the fabric. Tad paused
briefly as he ascended the ladder to ask an inane question, giving Billy an
extra-long look before disappearing above him. Billy took his turn to
change to take off his gym shorts but opted to keep on his tighty-whitey
underwear. He knew that Tad was watching and wondered if he was
disappointed that he didn't get naked.

Several hours after lights-out, Billy awoke when he heard the handle of the
cabin's front door being jiggled. He sat on the edge of the bed until his
eyes adjusted to the dim light. All the other boys were breathing gently
with slight snoring originating from Tad's bunk. Billy wandered bleary-eyed
over to the center of the cabin, before turning to face the cabin door.

The door burst open with a warm, moist blast of air that reminded Billy of
someone's breath on his bare flesh. White rose petals swirled about the
nude form of Tommy, who was standing in the doorway. He crossed the
threshold and took Billy by the hand, leading him to the pool table. Using
his hands, Tommy lifted his body on top of the pool table and used his legs
to draw Billy closer to him. He leaned toward Billy and kissed him gently
on the lips, before leaning back on the table and spreading his legs. The
bright colored balls were sent skittering in every direction as Tommy laid
back, beckoning Billy to explore.

Billy reached out and ran his fingers along Tommy's smooth thighs and
stomach, drinking in his beauty as he leaned over to shower the boy's flat,
tanned stomach with kisses. He gradually kissed his way down to his crotch,
where the slightest hint of wispy blonde pubic hair surrounded the base of
his erect, uncut cock. Tommy let out a little moan as he felt Billy's
breath wash over his cock, as he pulled back the foreskin and leaned over.

"What the hell are you doing over here?" Tad asked, shattering Billy's
illusion.

Staring down at the empty pool table, Billy gasped "What the hell?"

"What's wrong?" Tad asked with concern.

Billy looked around and perceived Tommy lying in his bunk, fast
asleep. "I-I-I d-don't know?" he stuttered in confusion. As he turned
around, he found himself staring face to face with Tad. His body heat
washed across Billy's goosepimpled flesh as he struggled to understand what
just happened.

"Can't sleep?" Tad inquired.  "Yeah, I guess so," Billy said, still feeling
unsure what he experienced. But that memory was fading fast as the allure
of Tad's intimate proximity became overwhelming to Billy's senses.

Tad reached out and touched Billy's chest, running his hand down the length
and stopping at the elastic band. Billy reciprocated by reaching out and
stroking Tad's thigh and likewise ran his fingers over the soft fabric of
his bikini briefs. Tad took another step forward until their bodies were
nearly in full contact, his fingers disappearing underneath the elastic
band of Billy's underwear and wrapping around his hard cock. Billy moaned
gently as his own fingers found their way to Tad's stiff boyhood. Tad
leaned in to press his lips against Billy's.

"What are you guys doing?" the voice of Jeffy called out, causing both boys
to jump apart. Billy bumped into the pool table, sending the balls falling
into the pockets with a loud clatter.

"Uh, got up to get a drink of water," Billy said, thinking quickly.

Both Tad and Billy walked over to the kitchen, trying to hide their
erections from Jeffy. Billy ended up pouring three glasses, desperately
hoping for his imposition to disappear on its own. Jeffy finally spotted
the bulges in their underwear and pointed. "Oh, mine gets like that all the
time. See?" he asked, pointing to the lump in his Ironman Underoos.

Before Tad or Billy had a chance to comment, they heard the bed creaking in
Derek's room. "We better get to bed," Tad encouraged. The three boys
scampered off to their respective bunks as the counselor emerged from his
room. He walked by each bunk, ensuring that everyone was fine. He stopped
for a full moment in front of Tommy's bunk. After allowing a soft sigh to
escape his lips, he retired to his room and shut the door. Billy looked
around but didn't see Tommy in his bunk anymore. He shook his head and laid
back down, allowing sleep to overtake him.

To be Continued