By: Jeff C.
I was only eighteen and very
nervous being at basketball camp with a whole slew of dudes from all over the
state. I can’t remember when I wasn’t
turned on by looking at a cute guy, and I knew I was in for a long two weeks.
The day we all arrived, we were
split into teams of five, and the five of you were to do “everything” together.
We all slept in small cabins with one team per cabin. Each team was then
assigned a counselor (college athletes to help with camp). Ours was named Chip
and he was a stud that would make anyone drool just at the sight of him. Chip
stood six-foot-three, blond hair down to his collar, dark, sparkling blue eyes,
and a build that would make the best athlete envious. Chip was in charge of
seeing to it that we got to the right places at the right time and keeping an
upper hand on us at night.
The first night, Chip informed us
that, in his opinion, the key to being a star athlete was to keep completely
relaxed and always get a good night's sleep. He said he made it a practice to
stretch and relieve tension every night. It sounded good to all of us, so we
asked what his routine was. He showed us a few stretches and then told us that the
best way to be sure we relieved all of our tension was to whack off twice every
night before we went to sleep.
There was some apprehension, but finally, one tall black-haired stud named Rick pulled out his cock and started jacking. I soon followed suit, and everyone else did likewise, including Chip. I thought I was having one of my biggest fantasies come true, watching and jacking off beside these jocks.