Summer Arts Institute : Part 2

When it was time to leave, Dillon and I got dressed and headed toward the mess hall for breakfast. I walked behind Dillon, so I could watch his cute butt sway back and forth in those gym shorts. We all wore athletic clothes because it was very hot outside, and we were doing a lot of physical activities.

We ate breakfast and had about 5 minutes before our separate activities started. We went back to our room, and we took the opportunity to kiss a little, and I grabbed his ass and squeezed hard. I even pulled his shorts down below his butt and fingered him a little. My finger felt great entering his moist asshole. We said goodbye and headed our separate ways. He had to go to acting workshops as I went to work on music with the choir.

The 45-piece chamber choir consisting of the best singers in the region made beautiful music all day. The harmony, tonal quality and maturity was quite amazing. However, I couldn't focus on the music. All I could think about all morning was Dillon and his dick. I imagined what might happen that night. I remembered the feeling of his tight asshole.

We were dismissed for lunch and our afternoon break. Dillon and I ate together and sped back to our room, eager for some alone time. We slammed the door, and I immediately started to kiss him passionately. He stopped me, to my surprise, and said the cutest thing ever. "Sparky, will you get your guitar and sing to me again? Your voice is so smooth, and I love listening." I was surprised that he would rather listen to me than fuck me, but it was kind of cute. I gave him a modest kiss on the cheek, and replied. "Babe, if I could play my guitar for you for the rest of my life, I wouldn't skip a beat."

I grabbed my guitar and sang to him a song that I had written before the camp had even begun. I wrote it about him, and how I missed him and longed after him. Although I am very modest about my guitar and vocal work, as well as my songwriting skills, Dillon made me feel like the most beloved and talented musician to walk the face of the Earth. The feeling made me very warm inside and I began to realize that I loved Dillon a lot.

It was about time for our evening activities at camp. We once again had to split up for separate workshops and classes, but the entire time, we were connected in heart and mind. We thought about each other the entire time we were apart.

When we reunited at dinner time, we decided to skip dinner and spend the evening together. We went to the room, and in the hallway, I walked close behind him, my legs glued against his. I had my fingers though the belt loops on his jeans, and I was holding him against my dick as we walked in synchronization. We found our way to our room and started to kiss. We eagerly took each other's clothes off, leaving only undergarments. We were so passionately kissing one another and Dillon stopped again. He put his soft and tender hand on my bare chest and said, "Sparky, I love you." I smiled. My face may have only showed a slight grin, but my heart was jumping for joy.

I returned with "Babe, you don't know how happy you just made me. I love you too, Dillon." Dillon kissed me with a meaningful peck on my lips. I ran my fingers through his hair and looked into his eyes. He was crying. I hadn't realized until then that I was crying, too. I laid down on the bed and gave him the invitation to lay with me. He fell into my arms, and I caressed his body. I ran my hands all over him. I felt his pecks and twisted his nipples. He just laid there and moaned. We fell asleep together there and woke up at about 10:30 to a knock on our door. It was the room check. I got up to confirm our presence. We were awake and Dillon said to me as soon as the counselor was gone, "What is going to happen now?" I told him "You don't fret your cute little ass, because we are about to have some fun."

We got out of the bed and I stood behind him. I squeezed his right butt cheek. He was wearing red underwear, and it was tight against his arcing frame and juicy ass. I grabbed it violently and squeezed. I then pulled down his undies, spun him around, and felt his uncut dick. It was so gorgeous. I knelt and began to kiss it. It firmed up quickly and I put the whole thing deep into my throat, and I sucked harder than I had ever sucked. I stuffed the entire 6 inches (not the biggest I had had, but definitely the best) into my mouth, and caressed his cock with my tongue. He moaned in ecstasy as I gave him the best he had ever had. When he warned me that he was going to cum, I ceased as fast as I could. He said "Why did you stop?" I answered, "I don't want you to be exhausted later..." By now it was at least midnight, and everyone was in bed asleep, trying to be well rested for the day ahead of us.

I took Dillon out into the halls completely naked and he followed me to the mess hall. We went inside and found the light switch. We entered the kitchen, and I bent him over the stove. I spread his cheeks apart and licked his hairless hole. I lubed the tight asshole with my saliva, and then I stood up, as did he. I took him to the front desk of the lodge and we went behind the counter. I bent him over the desk and slowly entered. I pushed my hard cock slowly into his tight hole, and he moaned (quite loudly) in pain and pleasure. Over and over again, I went up and down, massaging his prostate with the tip of my dick.

His moist asshole, soft and smooth, was heavenly. I came inside his ass, and he came almost exactly at the same time. His cum flew all over the lobby furniture that sat in front of the desk. I leaned down and kissed him. I laid on top of him and made out with him. He was simply beautiful, and I couldn't believe how lucky I was. We went back to the room after our little late night escapade and fell asleep in each other's arms and in the nude. I was completely content.

To be continued...