Summer Arts Institute : Part 1

I am Sparky, a Sophomore in high school, and I've known I was gay for a long time. I've always tried to hide my sexuality, and in junior high, I even picked on a guy for being effeminate. His name was Dillon. He was a really cute blonde twink. He had surfer length hair, and a beautiful chest that I often fantasized about. He was a close friend, but we go to different high schools, and I miss him a lot. There are rumors that he is gay, and I wanted to tell him how I feel about him for so long.

Last summer, I got the opportunity to go to an arts camp for musicians, artists, writers, and actors. I was nervous, because I didn't know anyone there, and I was pleasantly surprised to see Dillon there. I was extremely excited when I found out that I would be spending the next two weeks with my first crush.

When I saw him, I gave him a HUGE hug, not wanting to let go. When I finally did let go, I asked him what field of art he was at the camp for. He answered with "I'm here for acting. What are you doing here?" I told him I was there for chorus. I then immediately jumped to the question of who he planned to room with. He told me he didn't have any plans yet. I asked if he'd like to room with me, and he answered, "Of course I would, Sparky. I miss you a LOT!"

When we got to our room, we started to unpack. I took the chance to give a little apology. "Hey, Dillon. I need to apologize for everything that went on in junior high. I was a real dick to you and picked on you a lot. I'm so sorry if I ever hurt you with the things I said." To that, Dillon replied, "Well, Sparky, you were right. I am gay. You were right on the money the whole time." When he said this, I was ecstatic! The rumors were true! I almost burst with excitement. I immediately confessed my own sexuality to him. "Dillon, I have to tell you something.

The only reason I picked on you so much was to hide my own sexuality. I'm gay too." He said that he forgave me, and that he was glad I was gay. He said he loved me and was looking forward to the next two weeks of my company. I dont think he had in mind at that time the things that were about to happen.

We were already late to orientation, so at that, we had to leave our room (which had only one bed, by the way). After orientation, all the campers ate dinner, and after dinner, mess hall was full of life, bursting with music. I played my guitar in our room, as Dillon sat on the bed listening to me sing and play. He talked to me some, and he told me he loved my voice. He complimented my playing, as well. I was trying so hard to seduce him. He was so beautiful. It was great inspiration, and my serenading came naturally. I think my seduction was working.
When it was time for lights out, I took a quick shower, and Dillon followed me. I loved his tidy whiteys, which were so tight around his junk.

His body was toned and firm, and I stared in amazement. I lusted after his sweet little ass. When he came to bed, I said I didn't mind sharing the bed, and he agreed. We lied there for about an hour talking, and it came about that I usually sleep in the nude. He said that if it made me more comfortable, I could take my boxers off. I asked him then, "Do you usually wear those underwear to sleep in?" He answered, "No, I usually sleep naked, too." He looked at me and with my eyes, I told him that I was fine with him sleeping naked, also. He got out of the bed, practically teasing me with his tight ass, went to piss, and came out completely nude, his sweet and juicy cock hanging ever so smoothly from his groin. He was gorgeous. I was so horny, and I think he was too. However, I didn't make a move, and neither did he. It was a long ride to the camp, and both of us were exhausted. But little did we know, our naked bodies would become very familiar to each other over the next two weeks

We woke up to the alarm I had set the night before, an hour before we had to be at mess hall for breakfast. When we woke up, I was snuggled up against him, my morning hard 7.5' cock stuffed in the crack of his ass. I had my arms wrapped tightly around his pretty little waist, and my hand was feeling his rock hard pink nipples. He turned his head and looked at me with those sweet eyes of green. He started to wiggle, and turned his entire lean body to face me. He wrapped his legs around my waist, and my dick rubbed against his asshole, teasing both of us. I could feel his 6' dick on my abs. We were laying there, kissing sweetly and gently. My tongue found its way into his mouth, and we started vigorously rubbing one another.

After ten minutes or so of making out, Dillon started to head south. He kissed my neck, and then moved to my nipples. He licked and kissed all over my chest, and then went for my belly button. He tongued my belly button, all the while rubbing my hard cock. He finally reached my dick, and kissed the head. His mouth caressed my penis, going up and down for about 5 more minutes. It was the greatest feeling I had ever felt. His moist mouth massaged my dick, and as he throated my rock hard cock, I spewed my hot creamy cum all in his mouth. He swallowed my man juice, and his angelic face smiled at me. It was the most beautiful 30 minutes of my life.

By this time, we only had about 20 minutes to get ready, so we got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. I knew today would be the longest day of my life, because I would be longing for more alone time with Dillon, making every second seem like an eternity. When nighttime did finally arrive, Dillon and I were in for LOADS of fun. The best two weeks of my life were about to happen, and I couldn't wait. I couldn't wait for the next encounter, wherever it might be, but I didn't want it to end.

To be continued... Note from the author: This is complete fantasy, and this was only a taste of what is to come in the 6-part series.