Then he pulled his shorts and underwear down. We walked into the bushes behind the first aid cabin and he told me to get on my knees, which I did. I knew what he wanted and being dark and no one around I relented. Fortunately, rather than make a scene he asked if he could speak to me privately and the boy with me excused himself and walked away. But that night, after the daily bonfire/story telling/skit acting session I was heading back to my cabin with another kid when the redhairded guy appeared. I didn’t see the boy at dinner but, like I said, I hadn’t seen him before anyway. I was feeling sort of disgusted with myself and said tonight just to get him to leave me alone.
I said no because it was too dangerous but he kept saying well then before supper, or after supper or tonight. The boy ‘s eyes were wide like a wild man and I just knew he was going to yell, “queer.” But instead he told me to keep doing it. I pushed my head out of the water and looked about but it seemed nobody had seen what I’d done. Then, fortunately, the fantasy abated and I realized that, my God, there were other people around us! If it wasn’t for the fantasy I’m sure I would have recoiled immediately but instead, I closed my lips around the thing and bobbed my head like I’d seen the shower boy do. I opened my mouth and imaged what it would be like when all of a sudden, he pulled up on the dock, raising himself higher and his cock went straight into my mouth. I moved a bit so my face was directly over his dick and I was struck by a terrible urge of fantasy about sucking it. He said sure and I pushed my face under again. And, of course, all young boys can’t wait until they get hair on their body, especially pubic hair, so I was fascinated. And it was the largest one I’d seen, though the only other hard dick I’d seen was my cousin Adam’s, who showed it to me one time and asked if I wanted to suck it, which I declined to do. Unlike my dick that stood straight out, his angled upward so it was almost parallel with his belly. Staring me in the face was his hard dick protruding over the top of his swim trunks. He said hi and I said hi and then he told me to look under the water, which I did. There was an older boy next to me who I didn’t remember seeing before. Then some time later – maybe two weeks – I was in the lake during afternoon swim time and took a break by hanging onto the dock overhead as we all did to catch our breath. I was fascinated with the sight and the next day got up the nerve to ask the sucking boy to do it to me, which he refused, even when I offered to do it to him first. But in 15 seconds he stopped and we all dried off an left, after swearing to not tell of what had happened. I was directed to watch the door while the smaller boy got on his knees and took the dick in his mouth and began moving his head back and forth, I assumed simulating a girl’s pussy. The other boy then rolled his towel and tore into the smaller boy who begged him to stop and said the proverbial, “I’ll do anything!.” The larger boy said, “Okay, suck my dick.” The smaller boy at first refused but fearing more pain, he gave in.
I was in the shower with just two other guys when one of them, the smaller, popped the other boy on the ass with a rolled up towel.
It was between 7th and 8th grades and I was spending my third summer at Scout Camp.
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