I hate the outdoors. I really hate it. I couldn't stand that idea of going out with a bunch of wankers I didn't like, trying to bond with them and be best friends. To be honest, I would rather eat dead rats. When we got our letter telling us we'd all be going on a camp in the middle of fucking nowhere, I thought my response was going to be very obvious: A big 'Thank You But Fuck Right Off'. But of course, that didn't get executed properly, and I found myself saying yes and begrudgingly trying to avoid eye contact with 45 other people for three days.
The reason I had said yes was due to an ever so slight opportunity that it raised. The one boy who I'd been wanking over for the past two years was going, and on top of that I was sharing a cabin with him. Sure, there were two other guys in there, but I'd be fucked if I was going to miss out on something like this.
We all met at some awful hour of the morning to get the bus up into the mountain, the tragic popular girls wearing all white, parading around the fact they hadn't a braincell between all five of them. I had all my shit cramped into a big backpack. (Fun Fact: The very same backpack that I would lug up and down a mountain for three days and also help me lose 6 kilos that I didn't have.) The bus drive there wasn't long enough, as when we got there despite the many times we had been told it wouldn't rain, it was pouring rain. Nor did it stop for the entire time we were there. We all fell out of the bus in a disorganised fury of teenage idiocy and dived onto our belongings which were now be carefully thrown from the storage compartment into the mud by a considerate old fucker with more kids than teeth. I stood back, not really giving a shit about any of my things anyway, as it was blindly apparent that they were going to get wet no matter how good my crowd weaving skills were.
We were all seperated into our groups and I said goodbye to all but two of my friends who were also stupid enough to think this camp was going to be time well spent. We shuffled around and did a whole lot of standing still for a while before the disastrous teaching staff had finally wrangled everyone together in a post-apocalyptic version of a passable schedule in order to begin this death trap of a camp. We spent three hours hiking, the highlights being sitting down for five minutes every hour and watching the white-clad army of whores, just by luck all were in the same group as me, screaming when they saw an insect.
It was about 3pm when we got to our site where we would stay the night. We all chose a cabin, each with four of us inside, and put our shit down to begin yet another hike to god knows where. After another hour walk we arrived at some kind of ropes course, designed for fun or executions I wasn't sure, but it looked like a big old drag all the same. At least there was somewhere to hang myself, if need be. It began to get dark very quickly, and what with the rain still pouring down it wasn't an easy hike back to our camp. Thankfully though, another perk of being in the middle of nowhere was that there was no water or showers, so when we all arrived back covered in mud we got to stay like that all night.
However this is the part where the reason I was here was to finally be realised. We sat around the fire for a few hours before we were all told to go to sleep, reminded of the danger of having the girls in our cabins or us in theirs. I disregarded the entire rant because if that applied to me then I didn't see how. We all piled into our cabins and apparently went to sleep. There were three others in mine, two I wasn't too aware of and the other, well, I couldn't have been more aware. We sat around, joked and wasted time while none of us were tired. At some stage during the night, the boy I had been wanting for so long came over and sat on my bed. "My fucking bed is wet! I'm sleeping on yours!" He cried like a little girl.
Now, as this story is about to go somewhere, let me take some time to elaborate on the situation. His name was Mark, middle-ish height, slim, blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes and tan skin. He was, essentially, fucking gorgeous. I was a little shorter, black hair, a little skinnier and more toned, dark brown eyes and pale as a ghost. We had met at the beginning of highschool and since then I had wanted nothing other than him, preferably on all fours. Or whichever, I wasn't fussed. He and I had been close friends since we met, however when I told him I was gay, he didn't react at all how I thought he would. I told him everything, that I was gay and that I had liked him since we had first met, but he didn't really say anything. I asked him if he felt at all the same, but he just kept putting it off and not saying anything either way, only that he wasn't gay, or didn't think he was. As you can imagine, a total mind fuck for me.
Anyway. He jumped up on my bed, saying he wasn't going to sleep there and whatever else. I didn't mind at all. He sat up against the wall on the bottom bunk in the cabin and I lay with my head resting on his crotch. We lay like this for a while, the entire time my heart was racing as I tried to be subtle but at the same time not enough that he wouldn't realise what was going on. We lay like this for a long while until the other two had gone to sleep. After a few hours of silence, I leaned up and whispered in his ear "Hey, you know, I could be wrong but it seems like you've got a babies arm in your pants." He laughed, and moved his hand so it was resting on my shoulder. I was shocked to say the least. I hadn't thought it would have been that easy! I put my head back down in his crotch, and slowly began moving my hand up the leg of his shorts, gently rubbing the inside of his leg as I moved further and further up. He didn't stop me, so I figured he was enjoying himself, and so was I. I kept moving my hand further up, feeling all of the hairs on his thighs and his smooth skin, until I reached what I was after. I explored his underwear and rubbed my hand over his shaft as it was slowly getting thicker and harder, until it was about to burst out the top of his shorts. This is when he did something really unexpected. I had my hand firmly wrapped around his cock when I felt his hand move down and slide its way under my shorts and underwear and grab hold of my bulging appendage. I whimpered a little, then tried to muffle my sighs into his crotch. His hands were so smooth as he rubbed his hand up and down my shaft, grabbing my balls and fondling them in his hand. I took this as a sign to get on with it, so I slowly creeped my fingers under the elastic in the leg of his underwear and took hold of his giant cock, now pulsating in my hand.
I was in heaven. I couldn't move due to the overwhelming sensations all over my body. He continued to rub his hand up and down my rock hard dick and grab hold of my balls every now and then. I had my hand wrapped around his shaft, slowly jerking him off as my hand moved up and down his massive length. I sat up a little and pulled my hand out of his underwear and whispered in his ear again "Undo your pants. You won't regret it." He got the hint pretty quickly and had his pants around his ankles in no time. I rubbed my hand all over his smooth stomach, running my fingers through his pubes and gently brushing the base of his solid 7 inches. I looked down at it and even in the complete darkness I could see the drops of precum oozing out the top. I ran my hand down between his legs and under his balls, coming close to his asshole. I wasn't confident that that would be possible just yet, I thought. I grabbed his throbbing cock again and started moving my hand up and down, gripping him firmly so he wouldn't miss a single inch. I kissed him on the mouth and said "Don't worry, you'll enjoy this" as I lowered my eager mouth onto his swollen dickhead. I licked the tip of it for a moment before swallowing the entire thing whole. He let out a small gasp as his entire body tensed from the pleasure. I started picking up the pace, pulling it all out of my mouth and then swallowing it all down again in one, my nose sticking into his scented pubic hair.
After a while he moved his hand back into my shorts and started jerking me again. I could feel his hand become slippery from the precum my dick was giving up. He soon undid my pants and slid them down below my knees, going to town with his hand on my raging hard on. I had his dick all the way down my throat and swallowed the tip over and over again to his delight. He let go of my dick for a second and moved my face up to his. He kissed me on the lips, his tongue breaking through as he felt all of my mouth with it. I sat up and moved over to straddle him, the tip of his dick resting on my asshole. "Do you want to?" He asked, his voice straining to be quiet. "I dunno? Do you reckon you can keep quiet enough?" I asked him jokingly.
"Probably not, hey. You know, we could always find somewhere slightly more private."
"Well, whereabouts do you think that is?" He said nothing else, pulled his pants up to cover his manhood, as I did mine, and grabbed my hand. He led me out the door of the cabin and we quietly ran to the edge of the clearing.
"Hey dude, I can't see shit!" I said, as we stumbled through the forest for a while.
"Yeah, neither can I, but that's cool because they won't be able to see us." He walked a little further and stopped. I could hear his pants drop to the ground and I knew what was going on. I slid out of mine as well and pressed up against him, kissing him passionately and grinding against his gigantic cock. I took his shirt off and threw it somewhere, as he did mine. We were completely naked in the middle of the forest, yet we didn't know of anything other than each other.
The reason I had said yes was due to an ever so slight opportunity that it raised. The one boy who I'd been wanking over for the past two years was going, and on top of that I was sharing a cabin with him. Sure, there were two other guys in there, but I'd be fucked if I was going to miss out on something like this.
We all met at some awful hour of the morning to get the bus up into the mountain, the tragic popular girls wearing all white, parading around the fact they hadn't a braincell between all five of them. I had all my shit cramped into a big backpack. (Fun Fact: The very same backpack that I would lug up and down a mountain for three days and also help me lose 6 kilos that I didn't have.) The bus drive there wasn't long enough, as when we got there despite the many times we had been told it wouldn't rain, it was pouring rain. Nor did it stop for the entire time we were there. We all fell out of the bus in a disorganised fury of teenage idiocy and dived onto our belongings which were now be carefully thrown from the storage compartment into the mud by a considerate old fucker with more kids than teeth. I stood back, not really giving a shit about any of my things anyway, as it was blindly apparent that they were going to get wet no matter how good my crowd weaving skills were.
We were all seperated into our groups and I said goodbye to all but two of my friends who were also stupid enough to think this camp was going to be time well spent. We shuffled around and did a whole lot of standing still for a while before the disastrous teaching staff had finally wrangled everyone together in a post-apocalyptic version of a passable schedule in order to begin this death trap of a camp. We spent three hours hiking, the highlights being sitting down for five minutes every hour and watching the white-clad army of whores, just by luck all were in the same group as me, screaming when they saw an insect.
It was about 3pm when we got to our site where we would stay the night. We all chose a cabin, each with four of us inside, and put our shit down to begin yet another hike to god knows where. After another hour walk we arrived at some kind of ropes course, designed for fun or executions I wasn't sure, but it looked like a big old drag all the same. At least there was somewhere to hang myself, if need be. It began to get dark very quickly, and what with the rain still pouring down it wasn't an easy hike back to our camp. Thankfully though, another perk of being in the middle of nowhere was that there was no water or showers, so when we all arrived back covered in mud we got to stay like that all night.
However this is the part where the reason I was here was to finally be realised. We sat around the fire for a few hours before we were all told to go to sleep, reminded of the danger of having the girls in our cabins or us in theirs. I disregarded the entire rant because if that applied to me then I didn't see how. We all piled into our cabins and apparently went to sleep. There were three others in mine, two I wasn't too aware of and the other, well, I couldn't have been more aware. We sat around, joked and wasted time while none of us were tired. At some stage during the night, the boy I had been wanting for so long came over and sat on my bed. "My fucking bed is wet! I'm sleeping on yours!" He cried like a little girl.
Now, as this story is about to go somewhere, let me take some time to elaborate on the situation. His name was Mark, middle-ish height, slim, blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes and tan skin. He was, essentially, fucking gorgeous. I was a little shorter, black hair, a little skinnier and more toned, dark brown eyes and pale as a ghost. We had met at the beginning of highschool and since then I had wanted nothing other than him, preferably on all fours. Or whichever, I wasn't fussed. He and I had been close friends since we met, however when I told him I was gay, he didn't react at all how I thought he would. I told him everything, that I was gay and that I had liked him since we had first met, but he didn't really say anything. I asked him if he felt at all the same, but he just kept putting it off and not saying anything either way, only that he wasn't gay, or didn't think he was. As you can imagine, a total mind fuck for me.
Anyway. He jumped up on my bed, saying he wasn't going to sleep there and whatever else. I didn't mind at all. He sat up against the wall on the bottom bunk in the cabin and I lay with my head resting on his crotch. We lay like this for a while, the entire time my heart was racing as I tried to be subtle but at the same time not enough that he wouldn't realise what was going on. We lay like this for a long while until the other two had gone to sleep. After a few hours of silence, I leaned up and whispered in his ear "Hey, you know, I could be wrong but it seems like you've got a babies arm in your pants." He laughed, and moved his hand so it was resting on my shoulder. I was shocked to say the least. I hadn't thought it would have been that easy! I put my head back down in his crotch, and slowly began moving my hand up the leg of his shorts, gently rubbing the inside of his leg as I moved further and further up. He didn't stop me, so I figured he was enjoying himself, and so was I. I kept moving my hand further up, feeling all of the hairs on his thighs and his smooth skin, until I reached what I was after. I explored his underwear and rubbed my hand over his shaft as it was slowly getting thicker and harder, until it was about to burst out the top of his shorts. This is when he did something really unexpected. I had my hand firmly wrapped around his cock when I felt his hand move down and slide its way under my shorts and underwear and grab hold of my bulging appendage. I whimpered a little, then tried to muffle my sighs into his crotch. His hands were so smooth as he rubbed his hand up and down my shaft, grabbing my balls and fondling them in his hand. I took this as a sign to get on with it, so I slowly creeped my fingers under the elastic in the leg of his underwear and took hold of his giant cock, now pulsating in my hand.
I was in heaven. I couldn't move due to the overwhelming sensations all over my body. He continued to rub his hand up and down my rock hard dick and grab hold of my balls every now and then. I had my hand wrapped around his shaft, slowly jerking him off as my hand moved up and down his massive length. I sat up a little and pulled my hand out of his underwear and whispered in his ear again "Undo your pants. You won't regret it." He got the hint pretty quickly and had his pants around his ankles in no time. I rubbed my hand all over his smooth stomach, running my fingers through his pubes and gently brushing the base of his solid 7 inches. I looked down at it and even in the complete darkness I could see the drops of precum oozing out the top. I ran my hand down between his legs and under his balls, coming close to his asshole. I wasn't confident that that would be possible just yet, I thought. I grabbed his throbbing cock again and started moving my hand up and down, gripping him firmly so he wouldn't miss a single inch. I kissed him on the mouth and said "Don't worry, you'll enjoy this" as I lowered my eager mouth onto his swollen dickhead. I licked the tip of it for a moment before swallowing the entire thing whole. He let out a small gasp as his entire body tensed from the pleasure. I started picking up the pace, pulling it all out of my mouth and then swallowing it all down again in one, my nose sticking into his scented pubic hair.
After a while he moved his hand back into my shorts and started jerking me again. I could feel his hand become slippery from the precum my dick was giving up. He soon undid my pants and slid them down below my knees, going to town with his hand on my raging hard on. I had his dick all the way down my throat and swallowed the tip over and over again to his delight. He let go of my dick for a second and moved my face up to his. He kissed me on the lips, his tongue breaking through as he felt all of my mouth with it. I sat up and moved over to straddle him, the tip of his dick resting on my asshole. "Do you want to?" He asked, his voice straining to be quiet. "I dunno? Do you reckon you can keep quiet enough?" I asked him jokingly.
"Probably not, hey. You know, we could always find somewhere slightly more private."
"Well, whereabouts do you think that is?" He said nothing else, pulled his pants up to cover his manhood, as I did mine, and grabbed my hand. He led me out the door of the cabin and we quietly ran to the edge of the clearing.
"Hey dude, I can't see shit!" I said, as we stumbled through the forest for a while.
"Yeah, neither can I, but that's cool because they won't be able to see us." He walked a little further and stopped. I could hear his pants drop to the ground and I knew what was going on. I slid out of mine as well and pressed up against him, kissing him passionately and grinding against his gigantic cock. I took his shirt off and threw it somewhere, as he did mine. We were completely naked in the middle of the forest, yet we didn't know of anything other than each other.
