It was our final year of prep school, and we were all eighteen-year-olds who were happy, healthy, and — at least some of us — quite horny. Being our final year, it was compulsory to attend the camp retreat. The camp setting was beside a back-beach of sun and surf, and there were tennis and basketball courts at the campsite itself.
Upon arrival, we poured off the bus and rushed for the log cabins. There were about eight cabins on the grounds, each capable of housing about eight guys in the double bunks, as well as a small function hall, kitchen and mess room, and a toilet block with showers. I somehow found myself in the same cabin with Scott, Adam, Brian and Kevin, all of with whom I was good friends. I'd had the hots for all of them for a while. They were all pretty nice looking. The only problem was, none of them, well, no one, in fact, knew I was gay, and I knew it wasn't something I could ever tell my friends.
Even though we were good friends, I'd never seen any of them naked before. We did take gym in school, but after gym class we simply changed and had to get to our next class. There was no time for showers, and no one ever took off their underwear when changing in and out of their gym clothes. The showers were there for the guys who were on the various school sports teams. Now, having the chance to share a cabin with them, as well as a communal shower, I was sure to get to see them naked, and that thought was pure bliss.
As for the other three that made up the eight of us, I knew them well enough, but just in passing; we weren't friends or anything. But, I guess that was precisely why we were assigned to the same cabin. The brothers who ran the school considered the retreat a place where we would all, whether we were already friends or not, get to know one another spiritually.
We had an itinerary to follow, including workshops, talk sessions, discussions, and group gigs over a variety of topics designed to "bring us close to God," as the brothers would say. We were also allotted some free time each day to do with what we wanted.
There was, however, one very strict rule put in place for us boys. An all-male nudist group had decided to use the somewhat secluded beach during our week's stay there, and because of this unfortunate (from the brothers' viewpoint) situation, that area of the beach was off limits to us. However, when Kevin decided, during our first free period on the very first day, that he wanted to go swimming, against all warnings of the brothers to stay away from that area of the beach, the five of us ended up stumbling upon the sights. And what sights they were!
Taking in the sights began to stir feelings in my crotch, and my semi-hard cock was making the moderate bulge in my clingy swim trunks obviously larger.
"Shit, we must have gone the wrong way," Brian cursed when he saw all the naked men lying about in the sand. "Let's get the fuck out of here, quick!"
"Yeah, let's!" Adam agreed as they both started to turn.
"Wait," Kevin said. "Are you afraid of the brothers? How are they even going to know we were ever here? It's not like we came here on purpose."
"I'm not afraid of the brothers," Brian said. "I just don't want to be surrounded by a bunch of naked homos."
"Me neither," Adam chimed in.
"How the fuck do you know they're homos?" Scott asked.
"Because, any guy that would join a nudist group that is for men only has to be a homo, and all of them joined, so they all must be homos," Brian replied.
"Yeah," Adam agreed.
"Yeah? So why don't you go over there and ask them and find out for sure?" Scott laughed.
"Fuck that," Brian replied. "I don't want to be that close to a bunch of naked guys!"
"Hate to break it to you, but you're gonna be that close to a bunch of naked guys every single day… when we all have to shower together in the mornings," I laughed, my cock lengthening a bit as I pictured that.
"Yeah, well, being naked with your buddies in the showers is a lot different than hanging out next to a bunch of naked guys on the beach, who you're pretty sure are fags."
"Yeah, but being naked in a communal shower is also different than being naked outside. Haven't you guys always wondered what it would be like to go skinny-dipping before?" Kevin asked.
"I go skinny-dipping all the time," Scott said.
"You do?" the rest of us all responded at the same time.
"Yeah, every day… in the shower," he laughed.
"I'm serious guys; have any of you ever?" Kevin asked again.
"Hmm, have I ever wondered what it would be like to go skinny-dipping with other guys? Uh, no," Brian replied.
"Okay, but being here, and seeing how private it is, and how you can just get naked, outside, in public, and no one cares, kind of makes you want to do it, doesn't it?" Kevin said staring out at the water.
"Uh, nope, not really," Brian said.
"It does me," Kevin said.
"Okay, then do it. Go on, I dare you!" Brian taunted.
"Yeah," Adam said. "Go on… or are you all talk?"
"Okay, I will," Kevin replied.
"Yeah, sure," Brian laughed. "Like you'd actually get naked outside, and in front of all those naked homos."
"I would, I will. I've always wanted to do it," Kevin said, and before any of us could say any more, he walked right over to the shore's edge.
I was having trouble keeping my meat from tenting my swim trunks just thinking about seeing Kevin naked, but just as he was about to take off his swim trunks, he instead jumped into the water. When he was waist-deep, he pulled his trunks off and waved them in the air.
As we walked along, encouraging him on, he swam parallel to us. But unbeknownst to him, Adam had sneaked into the water and scooped up the trunks that Kevin had left floating, brought them ashore, and placed them halfway up the beach. When he got tired of playing around, Kevin looked for his trunks, but couldn't find them.
"Hey! Who pinched my trunks?" he shouted when he realized they were gone.
"They're up there," replied Adam, pointing to them.
"Throw them here, will you?"
"You'll just have to come and get them if you want them," Brian said with a grin. "I just hope none of those guys over there," he said pointing at the nudists, "come running over and try to grab your junk before you can get to them," he laughed.
Kevin gave Brian the finger, and then he swam out of the surf and boldly and unashamedly walked up the beach to retrieve his swim suit. Not only did I get a close look at those well-developed shoulders and powerful pecs, that taut stomach and trim waist, but I also got to see a gorgeous blond bush surrounding a fairly long looking soft cock hanging above two huge orbs, the sight of which I engraved in my mind forever.
So, as it turned out, I didn't have to wait until our first morning shower together to see at least one of my buddies naked. But, if I thought that treat was wonderful enough, then what I was to see that night was even better.
It was well after midnight when we scrambled into the bunks and got all snug in our sleeping bags, and then proceeded to shoot the shit together. I, however, couldn't seem to get my thoughts off the sights from earlier that day, and I wanted to jerk off over it. But everyone else wanted to talk on, so I discreetly fondled my hardened meat in my sleeping bag while everyone else chattered.
As the sensations of my caresses increased, I closed my eyes to relive that skinny-dip and what I had felt like doing to Kevin when he got out of the water, and I was soon completely tuned out of anything else. As I heard my name mentioned in the conversation, I brought my senses back to reality, with eyes still closed.
"Hey, it looks like A.J.'s fallen asleep on us," Scott said.
"Simon's asleep, too. Must be that bunk. He crashed awhile back," replied Brian. Simon was one of the three guys I didn't really know, and he was sharing the bunk bed with me, with him on the top bunk.
"I think A.J.'s just faking it," Scott answered.
"I know how to wake him up," offered Kevin.
Opening my eyes slightly, I had this vision of a red caterpillar walking towards me. Kevin was still in his sleeping bag. Arriving at my bunk, he turned his back to me and leaned forward slightly as he began to lower his sleeping bag, with his ass pointing in the direction of my face.
Knowing he was about to pull the adolescent prank of farting in a sleeping guy's face, I sat up quickly and pulled my head towards the back of the bunk, put my hand out in front of my face and said, "Fuck off, I'm awake."
"Told you it would work," Kevin giggled, but what the other guys didn't know, and Kevin probably didn't either, was that when he had slid his sleeping bag down, his jockey shorts had slid down his ass a bit, revealing to me the upper part of his ass cheeks and a bit of his ass crack. That made my already throbbing cock throb some more.
After some laughter from the other guys, Kevin began waddling back to his bunk, but, in his haste, he slipped on the floor and came down with a thud.
"Are you all right Kevin?" I asked as the other guys laughed.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, joining in the laughter.
Picking himself up off the floor, he managed to waddle back to his bunk the rest of the way without falling. Conversation died down, Adam reached out and turned off the light switch located near to his bunk, and sleep settled in.
But I couldn't sleep; my hard-on wouldn't let me. I wanted to jerk off right then and there, but I was afraid that if someone was awake they'd hear me, and I knew if that happened I'd be teased for the rest of the trip.
I waited a bit, but my hard-on wasn't going away, so I quietly crept out of the bunk, having decided to go to the toilet block to take care of my problem. Just as I reached the door, I jumped a bit when Brian whispered out in the darkness, "Where you going, A.J.?"
"I have to take a piss," I whispered over my shoulder. Brian didn't respond and just lay back down. I opened the door, exited the cabin, and headed towards the toilet block.
When I got there, the only light was the one above the doorway that led inside. It was kind of creepy when I stepped inside, and I couldn't find any light switch. But, there was this kind of metal mesh along the top of the walls (for ventilation and to let the shower steam escape, I guessed), and the moonlight was shining through it, illuminating the room in areas just enough to see where I was going. That was probably better anyway, than if all the lights had been on; more private for what I was planning to do.
I made my way through, past the urinals and toilet stalls, back towards the shower area. I wanted to be away from the toilet area in case someone else came along to use the washroom.
There was a long bench along a wall by the shower area where people got changed; it was perfect. Pulling my underwear down, I sighed out loud as my hand was finally able to make contact with my horny cock. After a few minutes, I pulled my t-shirt off, as I liked to be completely naked when I jerked off, whenever possible. I didn't consider it too risky; I mean, I was already naked below the waist pumping my raging hard-on, so did it really matter at this point if I had my t-shirt off, too?
Now totally naked and boned, I lay down on the bench and began pumping away furiously on my own meat, imagining myself walking up to Kevin on that beach as he came out of the water naked, dropping to my knees and giving him a blowjob.
So engrossed was I in my own little fantasy that I failed to hear the toilet door creak open and close. "What's going on here?" a deep, stern sounding voice said in the darkness.
Opening my eyes, and bolting upright up, trying to cover my hardness with my hands, I saw a figure standing in the darkness and panicked inside, fearing it was one of the brothers. "I… uh… I…" and then there was laughter.
"Looks like I'm not the only horny one tonight," the voice said, as the figured stepped forward and I saw that it was Kevin who stood before me.
"Shit! You scared the hell out of me! You aren't gonna tell the guys are you?" I asked, feeling my cheeks blush, and fearing the relentless teasing I would endure if Kevin told the other guys he caught me stark naked in the john beating my meat.
Kevin laughed and said, "Of course not; I came here to do the exact same thing." He then moved closer, and the moonlight hit lower on his body, revealing him bare-chested and in just his jockey shorts, and what was obviously a very hard cock inside of them. "I gotta get off, too," he said rubbing his crotch, "so I can fall asleep." He then moved right up to stand in front of the bench and asked, "Mind if I share your spot?"
Oh fuck, how I wanted him to, but I also didn't want to seem too into it, so I said, "Are you serious?" in a very flat tone so as not to express excitement or disgust.
"Yeah, I mean, I don't want to do it out there," he said pointing towards where the toilets and urinals were, "where one of the brothers could walk in. At least back here, if someone does come in, we can keep quiet until they leave."
"Yeah, but I didn't hear you come in," I pointed out.
Kevin laughed. "That's probably because you were too busy picturing me naked on the beach today while you were jacking it."
"What!?" I almost shouted, and then quickly realized that he was probably just making a joke to ease the tension. "Ha-ha," I said.
"Laugh it off all you want, but I was being serious. I've known for a long time that you were into other dudes," he said as he took a seat on the bench next to me.
"You… you have? How?" I said without thinking before I spoke, admitting it instead of denying it, like I wished I had as soon as the words were out.
"By the way you look at all of us. How you get hard in your pants when you do. It was obvious, dude."
Do… do the other guys know?" I asked, my heart racing in panic.
"No, just me, and I haven't and won't tell anyone; don't worry."
"Shit," I mumbled, lowering my head, fully embarrassed, now feeling my face not just blushing, but burning red.
"Hey, it's ok," Kevin said. "I like dudes, too."
"You do? You mean, you're gay, too?"
"No, I also like girls; but right now I want some cock… your cock," he said, and then he put his hand on mine and pried them from my crotch, and then he fondled my balls, which almost made me jump out of my skin. His hand then very quickly traveled from my balls to wrap around my shaft.
"Ohhhhh," I groaned as he began a slow stroke up and down my shaft, and I closed my eyes. I almost felt like pinching myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but I knew I wasn't; it sure as hell felt like it though!
"Yeah, feels good having another guy stroke it for you, doesn't it, buddy?"
"Uh-huh," I sighed.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to get you like this," he said, moving his body closer to mine, until the side of his butt cheek and leg were touching my butt cheek and leg.
I opened my eyes and looked at him. He had his other hand inside his underwear. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I asked. "I've been jerking off over you for a long time," I admitted.
"Had to be sure; had to wait until the timing was right. I knew what you were doing in here when you were gone for so long… the timing was finally right." There was a slight pause and then he said, "So, you've been jerking off this cock over me for a long time, huh?"
"Yeah, for a few years now," I said leaning my head back against the wall, taking in the pleasure his hand was bringing.
"You wanna stroke mine, too?"
"You don't know how much!"
"Cool. Go for it; pull my underwear down and grab it!"
I had his underwear down just seconds after he'd said the words, and was presented with the cock I had seen for the first time earlier that day; a cock that was soft then, but was rock hard now; a cock that was big, and thick; a cock that I was being asked to touch, to fondle, to stroke… until it blew its load! I grabbed it and began pumping it, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Kevin.
There we sat, two teenagers, naked on a bench in a toilet block, stroking each other's hard cocks, both trying not to moan too loudly given our surroundings, but both enjoying the hand jobs beyond measure. Then, suddenly, my hand became still on Kevin's cock as he said in a breathy sigh, "You ever sucked cock, A.J.?"
My stomach did a flip-flop. "No," I said. Truth was I hadn't had any kind of sex before. No one other than me had ever touched my cock before, until that night. But I had thought about it, wanted to do it, longed to do it, and definitely wanted to suck Kevin's cock in that moment, but, instead of telling him I wanted to do that to him, I asked, "Have you?"
"Yeah, once," he replied.
"Really? Whose?" I asked curiously.
"No one you'd know," he chuckled. So… you want to try it?"
"Yeah, more than you know!"
Kevin let go of my cock, leaned back against the wall and spread his legs, then put his hand behind my head and said, "Cool, go for it; suck it for me," as he pulled my head towards his crotch.
Once his cock was right in front of my face, I opened my mouth and licked the tip, tasting my first cock, and pre-cum that wasn't my own. I was nervous, but I wanted it, and began by licking all around and under the head, and then I went for it and put the head inside my mouth, and Kevin let out a moan of pleasure.
I just kept working the head, rubbing it with my tongue, until Kevin's hand fell to my head once again and began to push firmly on it, and some of his shaft slid inside my mouth. "You can do it; take some more. Yeah, that's it!" he said as he kept pushing, more gently now.
I got about half of his shaft in my mouth before I felt like I would gag, and then I began to move up and down on it, ever so slowly at first, and Kevin's hand came off of my head. When I increased my tempo, Kevin groaned and said, "Oh yeah, that's it! Suck my fucking cock! Yeah! Just like that! Suck it!"
I hadn't been sucking him for very long, when he suddenly moved his body and withdrew his cock from my mouth. I knew I had never sucked cock before, but I didn't think I had been doing too badly, and I was fairly disappointed at the shortness of my first cocksucking experience. But my disappointment quickly disappeared when Kevin told me to stand up, and then he stretched out on the bench and said, "Climb over me on the bench, with your head above my cock, and your cock above my face."
Within moments we were in a sixty-nine position, and I groaned in unbelievable pleasure around his cock as I received my very first blowjob! We slurped away on each other's hard dicks, going up and down in perfect harmony, taking each other's cock as deep into our throats as we could while fondling the balls that bounced up and down to our rhythm. We sucked each other as though we had done this for years, and, looking back, we were both fairly decent at it for newbies.
Suddenly the pressure in my balls began to rise, and I knew I was about to cum. As if we were one, I saw Kevin's balls draw up, signaling his impending explosion as well. And what an explosion it was! His hard cock pulsed in my mouth as a fountain of cum streamed forth, while I pumped my own load of hot cum into his mouth. For what seemed like forever, we kept sucking hard on each other's dicks to make sure we didn't miss a drop.
After wiping our dripping cocks with toilet paper, and then putting our underwear back on (and me, my t-shirt as well), we headed back to the cabin and quietly got back into our bunks with none the wiser that we had been gone for so long… or what we had been doing!
It was to be the first of many sessions we had in our remaining time together, both at the camp and before we headed off to separate colleges, but that first time will always remain my fondest memory… and oh yeah, I also got to see Brian, Scott and Adam naked in the showers, too, but, unfortunately, nothing ever happened with any of them. I did find out much later, though, that the one guy Kevin had sucked off was Scott.
Having had Kevin, and having always wanted Brian, Scott and Adam, too, that bit of information and imagery brought on a whole new batch of masturbatory delights that got me through some 'hard' nights after Kevin and I went our separate ways. Maybe something will happen again when he comes home for the summer…
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