Senior Year Band Camp

I boarded the bus of my high school, thinking that this summer would be nothing but playing my instrument, and goofing off. Seeing as it was my senior year, I didn't seem to want to do anything but goof off.

My name is jason, and I am 18. I have a normal build, muscular chest and stomach. I shave my whole entire body, because I don't like hair on myself. Other guys are a different story, I love hairy guys.

Yes, I said 'Guys'. I think I knew I was gay since the day I came out of the womb. I always looked at boys different ways. It always fascinated me the was the male physique was built. So muscular, so toned. The first time I had masturbated to the thought of a dude was when I was 3 years younger.

We arrived at the camp at strictly 3:00, seeing as my band director is as strict as they come. His name is Mr. Smith and he was moderately tall, almost abnormally muscular, he had a cut jaw, and a big hairy chest. I usually had to struggle to get myself from popping a boner right in front of him.

Mr. Smith seemed more like a Drill Sgt. than a band director. Honestly, if I would've seen him on the streets, I would have thought he worked at a iron factory.

I walked into my senior cabin and set my bags down on the top bunk. I shared the cabin with a new senior this year. His name was Alex Nymm, and I haven't had the chance to get to know him yet. My only impression was a quick glance in the bathroom at Taco Bell.

I slowly slipped out of my shirt and pants, and into a tank top and shorts. Mr. Smith said that we had to be on the field by 12:00 sharp. I had 15 minutes to spare to I laid on the top bunk and stared at the ceiling. I thought about Mr. Smith and what he would do to me if I didn't get there on time. I instantly felt my 8 inch cock get hard. I had to bite my tongue to stop it.

I jumped off the bunk and was met with the face of my bunk mate. He had the body of a god, under his tight wife beater I could see the plateau of abs that formed under Alex's massive chest. He was about 6' something, and had a cut chin like Mr. smith. There was barely a beard on his chin, but what wasn't on his chin was replaced by his chest.

"Alexander, but you can call me Alex. Or alec, if you'd like." His smile melted my heart as he reached out his hand for mine. His knuckles were almost the size of apples and I was scared to touch his hand.

"Jason Crumb, but you can call me jason." I reached my hand out slowly, and was caught by the intense grip of my bunkmate. I tried to act like it didn't hurt.

"Percussion, yourself?" he asked me, and any band geek would know what he was talking about. I reluctantly answered with the same answer as his.

"Figures, that's probably why they put us in the same cabin." He said, flashing another smile at me. "I'll be the percussion section leader this year, so don't get on my bad side or you'll be punished." He winked at me.

"O-Ok..." I stuttered "N-n-nice to meet y-you.." I rushed past him and grabbed my sticks before briskly walking down the forest trail to the big open field.

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We had practised by the water on cadences with alec. Surprisingly, he liked playing the cymbals. I saw him more of a snare type of man.

I walked into the main hall, a big room were the fresh man cabins were, and walked over to the showers with my toiletries. I walked past a couple saxophones as the retreated from the showers chuckling and drying their hair.

I set my stuff on a bench near the shower I was going to occupy and looked around, trying to see if anyone was going to enter while I undressed. See, I don't like taking off my clothes in front of people. Though I don't have anything to be ashamed about, I just don't feel comfortable.

I shook slightly as I slipped out of my boxers and hastily jumped into the shower, pulling the curtain behind me. I turned on the cold water because it was about 97 degrees outside and I knew it would be a nice relief. The icy droplets hit my skin like icicles and I shivered in pleasure. I lathered up my body and hair, giving my meat a couple tugs of love.

Once I was done I stepped out, not even noticing I wasn't alone in the room.

"Oh, excuse me Mr. Crumb", A voice boomed above me. I turned around to see Mr. Smith butt naked standing next to me. I was bent over looking through my bag before I noticed who it was. I flushed all shades of red.

"Sorry.." I said, emberessed.

"Why are you sorry, mr. crumb?" said Mr. Smith, stretching out with his arms over his head. I hadn't noticed, but I had sprung a complete erection.

"For getting out of the shower while you were getting dressed." I confessed, watching Mr. Smiths tight butt walk toward the other side of the shower room toward his clothes. He was still in speaking distance.

"Don't worry, Mr. Crumb" he said, chuckling a little. he was full dressed in a pair of army shorts and a white tee. He walked past me and slapped my butt. He winked and walked out of the showers.

I had sprang almost a rock hard boner when he spanked me, I slowly jerked myself with one hand as I put my boxers on with the other.

I walked back to my cabin and walked over to my bunk, alec supposedly sleeping soundly on the bottom bunk. I organised my toiletries and hopped onto the top bunk.

I slipped into my sleeping bag and turned on the fan by my bed ((A necessity, unless you want to sweat all your fat away)).

I was awoken an hour later to the muffled moans of someone in the room. I knew it obviously wasn't me, so I sat still and listened.

"Jason..." the person moaned out. I could hear the gentle slapping of skin on skin. I became rock hard when I realised it was alec jacking off under me.

I slowly reached my hands into my shorts and started to whack my now rock hard dick. I went slow at first until I heard alec's groans get louder. I sped up, panting silently.

"Jason.." he moaned again, a little louder the first time.

"Alec..." I moaned, almost completely silent. Some how, he could here me, because he stopped immediately.

I felt the bed move a little, and two hairy hands grabbed at the edge of my bed and pulled themselves up.

Alec rested his chin on his hands, like he was dangling off the edge. It seemed that he didn't even seem bothered by the past couple of minutes. I began to question if he even remembered.

"Hi?" i questioned, looking down through my toes at alec. He smiled and climbed up the makeshift ladder on the end of the bed.

He didn't answer and slowly crawled up my form, his eyes never left me.

that's when I noticed he was naked, his bare chest was almost orgasmic as I looked at it, and his dick was better.

measuring about 7" uncut and flaccid, alec's dick swung back and forth as he crawled up to my. By the time I took my eyes off of alec's dick, I was staring him in the eyes. I laid completely flat on my back.

"Hello, jason." he said, almost evil. His sexy grin swept across his face. He was sweating a little, as he looked down at me.

My answer was either a screech, or a moan. Either way, alec was so close to my face his breath warmed my face. It smelt of chocolate and root beer, a combination of the dessert he had at dinner.

"Wait until tomorrow night, crumb, I'll fuck the shit out of you." he whispered in my ear, then he lifted his face up and kissed my fiercely, pulling away only seconds later. He rolled off of my and onto the cabin floor with a thud of his feet and hands.

I felt under me: alec get back in bed. Within seconds of hitting the pillow, alec was sound asleep. I wondered if he was even awake.

All I knew is that tomorrow would be the best day of my life