Authors Note: I know that a some of this is unrealistic, but it's fantasy not a documentary. So just sit back, unzip, and accept it.

Also, this story is somewhat lenghthy. I had to get all of the major details out of the way in this first installment.

My eyes slid open with as much ease as a man lifting a car over his head. I was exhausted. I hadn't slept well the night before. I knew what today was. I had dreaded this day for weeks. It was Sunday morning, 6 a.m. It was time to go to camp.

I didn't understand the reasoning behind all of this. I was almost 17 years old, damn it. I shouldn't have to do anything I didn't want to. But ol' Mom and Dad told me straight that they were going on a vacation and I couldn't be trusted to stay home alone. Whatever.

You see, I could have joined them, but I decided I didn't want to get a job. No job= no trip for me. My parents were crazy like that.

I shoved a pillow over my face. I didn't want to believe this was all real. Finally, the alarms continuous buzzing driving me nuts, I removed the pillow and smacked the clock with extra force.

I pulled my covers from my body and sat up. My white tank top clung to my chest, meeting my blue shorts at my waist. I rubbed my eyes. "Fuck this camp." I thought to myself.

I laid back down and shut my eyes. I was almost back in my sweet sleep when my door busted open.

"Ric! Ric! Get out of bed right this minute!" My mother barked.

I moaned something to the effect of 'no'.

"I'm not kidding, Ric. Get out of bed!" She said.

"I don't wanna go." I said.

"That's too bad. You should have thought about that a long time ago. Now get up and get ready. We're leaving in an hour." She said.

I flipped my mother off after she'd left and shut my door. I sat back up. There was no avoiding this.

I got out of bed and slipped into my bathroom. I looked in the mirror at my short brown hair. I ran my hand through it. I liked the feel of my hair. It was very smooth and somewhat close-cropped.

I brought my hand down to scratch my chest. My chest was pretty firm. I wasn't a big time weight lifter, but I was a pretty active teenager. I loved to play sports and just be outside in general. My 6'0 frame was pretty well built.

I stepped away from the mirror to partake in my morning piss. I looked down at my ever-deflating morning wood. I wasn't anything impressive. I could hit about 6 inches on a good day.

Faint signs of hair scattered the area around my cock. Awhile back, I'd thought it would be a good idea to shave it. Ya know? Just incase I ever got the opportunity to use my little friend. I wanted to look nice.

I flushed the toilet and made my way downstairs. Mom was busy in the kitchen making me some waffles. I sat down and she brought them to me.

"Do I really have to go?" I asked.

"Yes." She said, firmly.

"It's so stupid." I said.

"I told you...that's your fault." She said.

"Why does it have to be camp, though?" I asked.

"Because they can keep an eye on you while we can't." She said.

"Camp is for freakin' kids!" I said.

"Oh, it is not. This camp is just to go an enjoy yourself. It's only a week, Ric." She said.

Yeah. Only a week. 7 days. 168 hours. 10,080 minutes. 604,800 seconds. However you look at it, it sounded like an eternity.

I finished my waffles. I left the plate and went back to my room. I stripped down to my boxers and picked through my closet for the days clothing. I pulled out some khaki shorts and a white t shirt with some blue writing.

I slipped my garments on and grabbed my bag. Even though I dreaded going, I had taken the time to pack.

I made my way back downstairs.

"Ready?" Mom asked.

I didn't answer. I pulled on some tennis shoes and headed out the door.

The whether sucked. There were virtually no clouds and every time the wind blew it felt like someone had a hair dryer in your face.

I plopped down in the passenger seat and we were off. I watched the tall buildings grow smaller and smaller as we left my hometown. We set off on some narrow roads surrounded by trees. The ball in the pit of my stomach seemed to grow. God, I didn't want to go.

After about an hour drive, I saw a sign on the side of the road. We began to slow down. This was it.

As we approached, I read the sign: "High Noon Campground". What a fucking joke.

I let out a long sigh as we pulled into the parking lot located on the outskirts of the actual campground. Waiting on all the arrivals were a few camp counselors. They wore green shorts, tall green socks tipped in red, and beige shirts, tucked in of course.

I sat there. I didn't want to open the door. If I opened the door, I lost. If I opened the door, there was no way I could fight anymore.

"Well, I'll see you in a week. Stay out of trouble. I love you." My mother said.

I couldn't speak. I didn't want to. I grabbed my bag and opened my door. I slipped out into the sun and walked away from the car without so much as a wave goodbye.

"Hey, there! How ya doin'?" One of the counselors asked.

This counselor was dressed with the same conformity as the others. He had a short brown and white beard, a hat, and sunglasses.

"Great." I said, sarcastically.

"Name's Gary." He said, extending his hand.

I shook it.

"Ric." I said, looking to the ground.

"Well, Ric, you seemed a little bummed out." He said.

"Yeah. Just a bit." I said.

"Why's that?" He asked.

"Just doesn't seem like fun." I said.

Gary smiled.

"Oh, it will be. Just have to give it a chance. Tell ya what, you sign up with me and I'll make sure you have a good time this week." He said.

"Yeah, ok. I guess." I said.

This is how the camp worked: Counselors were assigned a certain area of the campground and a number of campers. The counselor was then in charge of his unit for the week. He was the authority figure.

So I signed over with Gary and hoped for the best. A few other boys joined our group and we set off from the parking lot, hiking down a trail.

"Hey." I heard someone beside me say.

I looked over. A boy about my height with a little less definition, though not fat by any means, stood to my side.

"Hey." I said.

"How'd you end up here?" He asked.

I told him about my situation.

"Ah. I gotcha. Man, I had to come just to get away. Too much drama back home, ya know?" He said.

I shook my head.

"I'm Rudy." he said.

"Ric." I introduced myself.

We walked on a little further. One of the boys pointed down a long trail with a building resembling a guard shack to the side of it.

"What's that?" The boy asked Gary.

"That's the entrance to the girls camp." He said. "This camp is co-ed, but we keep an eye on everyone."

What the hell? This camp is co-ed! Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. At least we'd get to check out some girls while we were here.

We came to a clearing at the end of our trail. A sign read: "Shadysides". It was basically a big circle surrounded by huge ass trees. Off to the side stood a small block building. The latrine.

"Alright, boys." Gary said, putting his hands on his hips. "Tents and cots are on the trailer."

Before our arrival, someone had brought a small flatbed to the campsite and left it. All of our camp-provided supplies lay upon it.

"Partner up, get these tents set up, and in an hour you'll have your swim test." He said.

Rudy motioned with his hands that we could be partners. Fine. He was the only one I'd really spoken to.

We picked out a spot on the far edge from where we came in. To the back of our tent was another trail leading out the other way and opening into the fire lane.

Now, for those of you who have never been to camp, the fire lane is a safety precaution. All the trees and vegitation are cleared for about a 30 yard spread in the case of a fire. Theory is that if the camp ever catches fire, it will stop at the fire lane, causing minimal damage to the camp.

And truth be told, a great way to sneak away if needed.

Rudy and I sat our cots up, sat down on them, and laid our bags inside the large, green canvas tent.

"Think this is gonna blow?" Rudy asked me.

"What do you think?" I asked.

Rudy nodded his head.

"Did you now this place had girls?" I asked.

"Nope. Not too disappointed about it." He said.

"Yeah, me either." I replied.

"You got a girlfriend?" He asked.

"Nah. You?" I asked.

"Eh, not really." He said.

"You think we'll get to see the girls at all?" I asked him.

"They'll be at the swim test. Bikini's, dude." He said.

I smiled. That did sound nice.

"Alright, boys. Get your trunks on and let's head out!" Gary announced.

Rudy and I rummaged through our bags. We each slipped our shorts and boxers off and pulled our trunks up. I left my shirt on, Rudy went topless. We grabbed our towels and left the tent.

Rudy and I stayed at the back of the group as we walked. We could hear Gary lecturing the boys about the camp and what exactly the swim test required.

It was simple enough. Swim down and back a few times, you were classified a 'swimmer'. Swim down and back once, you were 'intermediate'. Jump in and not drown, 'beginner'.

People classified as 'swimmers' had free reign. They could be anywhere in the pool. The others were restricted to certain areas. This whole process annoyed me, though. We went through all of this and were only taken to the pool one more time to swim the whole week.

As we reached the fenced off area, two doors stared at us. One entrance for males, one for females. I knew which one I'd like to go in, but I also knew which one I had to go in.

We walked inside and set our towels and my shirt in a locker. Some campers who had just finished their test were busy showering the chlorine from their bodies.

We exited the door at the opposite end from where we had entered. This door led to a long line which led to a table. Right beside us, the girls line formed, leading to a different table.

Girls of all shapes, sizes, ages, and ethnicities were in line. Some wearing more conservative suits than others. I tried not to notice them too much, fearing the inability to hide an erection.

"Oh my God!" Rudy whispered to me. "This is fuckin' great!"

Rudy made his way to the table and announced to the counselor that he'd be going for the 'swimmer' tag. They wrote his name down and he jumped in the pool. He completed the course with ease.

I stepped up next and did the same thing. The swimming really was easy. Not much to a couple of laps.

I hopped out of the pool and back into the shower house, passing a long line of good-looking females.

I grabbed my towel and shirt and wrapped the towel around my waist. I was getting hard. I looked around for Rudy but couldn't find him. I walked outside and saw him. He was over playing his physical appearance, puffing his chest out and lifting his arms while talking to two females.

I didn't know anyone else, and didn't wanna stand there by myself, so I walked up behind him.

"Oh, yeah. This is the friend I was talking about. Say 'hi', Ric." He said.

"Hey." I said.

Two girls, one blonde and petite, the other, Asian and shorter, smiled back at me.

"I'm Aly and this is Tiffany." The Asian girl said, pointing to the blonde.

The blonde girl was pretty. But I'd seen a million of those. The Asian girl, Aly, was very pretty as well. She was obviously of a mixed descent. I assumed one of her parents was a caucasian. She spoke perfect english, throwing away the notion of her being from a foreign land.

Her hands rested on her hips. Her bikini bottom was black. The top was an alternating mix of thick black and white horizontal stripes. Her smile revealed a line of perfectly straight, pearly white teeth.

"Ric, this is their first time here, too." Rudy said.

I nodded my head. What the fuck was I supposed to say?

We stood there awhile, making small talk while the others finished their swim tests.

A female counselor yelled that it was time for her group to go. The girls smiled at us and said they'd see us around. That wasn't good enough for Rudy.

"We're in Shadysides." He said. "I don't see any reason why you two can't meet us later. We can go on a walk around camp or something."

The girls said it sounded like fun and Tiffany gave Rudy her cell phone number. Phones weren't allowed at camp, but that was one of the things most of us refused to give up. So we hid them.

Rudy took a mental note of her number as we headed back to our own camp site. We got in the tent and sat down. I'm pretty sure we were both sporting tents of our own. I know I was, anyhow.

"Damn, those girls were fine." Rudy said, slipping his shorts off.

He pulled on his boxers and sat back down.

"Yeah." I said.

I pulled my trunks off and turned from Rudy, hiding my erection. I pulled my boxers and shorts up quickly. I slipped my t shirt back on and sat down.

"Think she gave you her real number?" I asked.

"Hm. Let's see." Rudy said.

He reached in his bag and recited the number. He entered the digits and sent the number a text that said "Tiffany?"

A few seconds passed before he received a reply asking "Who is this?"

Rudy told her and they proceeded to text back and forth for awhile. They came to a consensus that they would meet us after dark in the fire lane.

"Dude, this is great." Rudy said. "Like...who knows what could happen."

"Yeah." I answered.

"You ever...ya know?" He asked.

"Oh...yeah. A few times." I lied. "What about you?"

"Well, of course. Not a lot, but I get it done." He said. I could tell he was lying as well.

We laid in our tent for a little while. Rudy continued texting Tiffany. I looked over and saw him lifting the elastic of his boxers and sticking his phone in the opening.

"What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled.

"Taking a picture." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Sending it to Tiffany." He said.

"Why?" I asked, again.

"She wanted to see it." He said.

I couldn't believe what was going on beside me. Pretty soon, his phone lit up again.

"Holy shit!" He said.

I looked at him. He shoved his phone in my face. A picture of Tiffany, without a shirt, or bra for that matter, was on his screen. She was sitting upright, looking toward the sky, hand in a 'peace' sign.

"Damn, dude." I said.

"Come on. Give me your number and I'll have her give it to that Aly girl." He said.

"I don't know." I answered.

"Come on, dude. Now's the time." He said.

I hesitated, but gave him my number anyways.

A few minutes passed. These minutes began to crush my little ego. Every second Aly didn't text me made me feel worthless.

Then...lightning struck. I looked at my phone and saw that I had a new text. "hey" it read. I smiled and began a reply.

" mind if know?" He asked.

"What?" I asked.

"This picture. It's uh...working on me." He motioned to his crotch.

"Oh. Okay...I'll be outside." I said.

"Thanks." He answered.

I slipped my phone in my pocket. I had to quit texting Aly at what seemed like a crucial time so Rudy could get off. I walked around our campsite and saw everything there was in about a minute and a half.

I was anxious. I knew I had a new text but it was too risky to check it in the open.

Finally, Rudy opened the tent flap and motioned me back in. It was safe.

I hurried into the tent and opened my phone. I hadn't missed anything important. Just more small talk. She ended up telling me she was excited to see us that night. I told her it was mutual and with that we said goodbye.

Gary called all of us out of our tents to remind us of the basic camp ruled and assign campsite duties. Rudy and I were put in charge of getting firewood every morning. The firewood was located up by the main office. We were to take a wheelbarrel, fill it with firewood, and bring it back. Easy enough.

The rest of the day passed slowly. Rudy and I had a big secret we were keeping from the world. We had something to look forward to other than night time slumber.

After eating a camp style meal in the mess hall, the whole camp gathered at the Camp's Fire Ring. The Camp's Fire Ring was an ampatheater. Rows of bleachers faced a low area where the bonfires and the 'stage' were. There wasn't actually a stage, just the area where the person speaking stood.

Tonight, the main counselor was standing down there, welcoming us all, giving us the basic guidelines, yada, yada. Rudy and I searched the crowd around for Aly and Tiffany.

Before we knew it, we were back on the trails to our campsite surrounded by complete darkness. Many of the campers had their flashlights, illuminating our path.

We got back to Shadysides and Gary told us that it was time to turn in for the night. We didn't have to go to sleep, but we weren't to be out messing around in the fire or anything.

Rudy and I entered our tent and waited. We each had our phones out, ready to go. We spoke softly of our plans. Where we were meeting the girls. What we hoped happened. That stuff.

We sat quietly, waiting on our campsite to sleep. Finally, Rudy broke the silence.

"Dude...what about a condom?" He whispered.

"What for?" I asked.

"This bitch is already sending me titty pics. You can't tell me we're not gonna do anything." He said.

"Never know. Could just be a tease." I said.

We sat there quietly some more. We each heard a strange sound. It started out as being very faint, but it seemed to be growing. Neither of us could really place it. It sounded so familiar, but what was it?

"Hey...that's Gary. He's snoring." Rudy said.

Yeah. That had to be it. I listened some more. Definitely.

Rudy's phone lit up and he read the message.

"They're ready." He said.

"Where are they?" I asked.

"At the Camp's Fire Ring." He said.

"Where we just were?" I asked.

"Yup." He said.

Rudy made the first move. He eased the back flap of the tent open and placed his foot out, slowly. He repeated this process until his entire body was outside the tent.

I was nervous. I wasn't exactly sure what happened if we were caught. I could guess that getting caught with girls would make it worse, though.

I slipped out the back of the tent and followed Rudy to the fire lane. We stayed quiet on our journey back to the Fire Ring.

The embers of the bonfire were still glowing somewhat. The moon shown down on the clearing. Rudy and I sat down in the top row, against the trees. We listened intently. No sign of anyone.

Finally, two figures emerged from one side of the Ring. The stopped.

"Tiffany?" Rudy whispered.

The two figures looked up to us and made their way toward our bench.

"Oh my gosh! This is exciting!" Tiffany said, sitting down next to Rudy.

"I know. What a thrill." Rudy said sarcastically.

"Hey, you." Aly said, sitting next to me.

I smiled at her. She was wearing a long-sleeved grey shirt and tight blue jeans.

"Hey. How are you?" I asked. It was all I could think of.

"Good! This is kinda scary, huh?" She said, smiling.

"Not too bad. It's worth it to see you guys." I said.

Aly kept her smile on wrapped her arms around my biceps.

"Aww." She said. "So how do you like it here?"

"It's ok. Better than I thought." I said.

It's a good thing she wasn't shy or our conversation would have been flat.

"Yeah. I'm liking it too." She said. "But maybe not that much."

Aly pointed to the scene beside me. Rudy and Tiffany were locked at the mouth. Rudy's hand had slipped up Tiffany's shirt and was groping something. I'm pretty sure I knew what.

Aly and I laughed.

"Yeah...looks like they're having a good time." I said.

I turned back to Aly and she kissed me. It took me by surprise, completely. I knew the kiss sucked. I didn't know it was coming.

Aly pulled her head back.

"Whoops. Sorry...I..." She said.

I didn't let her finish. I pushed my head back to her and we kissed again. This time we were both ready for it. It was amazing. Our lips touched and hers opened somewhat. I felt her tongue slip past her lips and through mine. It slipped around inside my mouth.

I drug my lips across her tongue, sucking on it. I forced my own tongue into her mouth. We had at it.

Rudy tapped me on the shoulder.

"Come on." he said.

"Where we going?" I asked, annoyed.

"Somewhere else. It's not exactly safe here." He said.

I grabbed Aly by the hand and we followed Rudy and Tiffany. We made our way down some trails in search of a safe haven.

"Where can we go?" Tiffany asked.

Rudy looked around for a minute.

"There!" He pointed.

In the direction of Rudy's finger stood the last, yet possible safest place, for us: the latrine.

Aly, Tiffany, and I gave a look of apprehension.

"Well what's your idea?" He asked us.

We had none.

We made our way over to the latrine. Rudy slowly grabbed the handle and pulled lightly. The door swung open. Empty.

The latrines all had at least 2 rooms for accomodations' sake. I pulled on the other door. It was in the same shape as the first. Empty.

Aly and I walked in and locked the door behind us. Only a 8-10 foot wall separated the two rooms. The roof was raised to improve ventilation. If one could climb, you could easily slip from one side to the other over the wall.

This fact cut down on our privacy. We could hear every peep coming from the mouths of Tiffany and Rudy on the other side.

A lot of lip-smacking was going on, accompanied by some moaning.

"What do you think they're doing?" Aly asked.

"No idea." I said.

"This isn't very romantic." She laughed pointing to our surroundings.

"I'm sorry. It's the best that we could do." I said.

Aly smiled and wrapped her arms around me. I lowered my head to her and we kissed again. My hands danced about her back. I let them rest in the area of her back pockets.

"Mmm." Aly moaned, softly.

I let her tongue into my mouth. She was a great kisser. I could only hope that I was holding up on my end.

That's when we heard the sound of a zipper and clothes falling to the floor. The sounds were coming from the room occupied by Rudy and Tiffany.

"God, they're really going at it." Aly said.

"I know..." I said.

I squeezed my hands which were still positioned on her pockets. Her ass filled my grasp.

My cock had been hard since we were at the Fire Ring. I pulled Aly close and she felt it poke into her torso.

"Is that" She whispered.

I shook my head 'yes'. Aly bit her lip.

"Can I see it?" She asked.

I stepped back and held my arms out. She lowered herself and undid my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts, and pulled my boxers elastic to rest just below my balls.

Luckily, it was a good day and my shaft was swollen to max capacity...roughly 6 inches.

Aly rubbed it with a finger and I tensed it up, making it jump.

Aly gasped and smiled at me. She rubbed it some more, warming up to the idea of wrapping her hand around it.

Amid the moans from the other side, Aly grasped my cock and began to pull...slowly.

I grunted, letting her know it was good. I pulled her close and kept kissing her. She kept pumping me as our tongues danced. I placed a hand on the outside of her shirt, over her breast. I squeezed and groped as my other hand had slipped under her jeans, grasping her panty-clad ass.

The breathing was loud and audible from Rudy and Tiffany. It escalated until Rudy was moaning loud. Hearing his sounds, wondering what they were doing, and having my own cock pulled by a beautiful girl sent me over the edge.

I couldn't continue kissing Aly. I leaned against the wall as my cock sent hot jets out it's tip. Aly kept a firm grip and pulled more slowly.

My shots had the cement floor and ran down her hand.

She brought her cum-covered hand to her face and licked her finger. She then inserted the finger into my own mouth, making my suck it.

"Hey, Ric. Ric! You guys done?" Rudy whispered.

"Uh...yeah." I answered.

I lifted my shorts and boxers and got everything back to how it was.

"That was great." I said, kissing Aly again. "Wish it could have been longer."

"Oh, we've got all week." She answered.

We kissed a while longer before turning the lock and exiting. Rudy and Tiffany were standing there, pretty much dry humping.

They broke it off when they saw us.

Rudy and I kissed our 'dates' goodnight and went our separate ways from them.

We snuck back to our camp and entered our tent, finally thrilled to be at High Noon Campground.

anonymous readerReport

2011-02-20 21:13:47
So just sit back, unzip, and accept it.

I started laughing before the real story actually started. Bravo.

anonymous readerReport

2010-09-29 23:27:41
shit its hard to find a good story like this one 999999999999999999/10


2010-04-14 17:01:12


2009-10-18 18:22:30
please post another part it was great. 2 thumbs up


2009-10-17 04:05:11
a good start now for part 2

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