Two weeks of summer camp bliss

Reading these stories reminds me of the first time many years ago someone made real love to me. From the age of twelve I had had sexual experiences with school-friends as we explored the changes in our bodies during puberty. This ranged from wanking to sucking off. Most of the boys I was friends with were happy to join in mutual wanking but not all would go as far as sucking. I did not think I was gay then or even that there was anything different about me but I suppose there was because these simple sex sessions were the basis for me discovering my eventual sexuality.

As time went by I think I must have developed a bit of a feminine side to my character even at that young age as I used to get teased about looking ‘girlie’ but I was not bullied. In some ways I didn’t mind that I looked obviously gay as it meant that as I discovered that it was boys I fancied, I had no trouble in having encounters. However it was never anything more than a kiss, cuddle, feel, wank and, if I struck lucky, suck. There was never any passion about it and I did not form any serious attachments with anybody.

Before I left school I went on a summer camp with a club I was in. On arrival we were assigned the cabins we would be sleeping in. These cabins slept two each. The guy who was to lead our group, Paul, decided who was to go in which cabin. But since there was an odd number of us one of us had to share his cabin. That person turned out to be me. At first I did not think anything of this but, as was my habit, I had eyed everybody up who was in the camp with us and I had taken a fancy to Paul so was glad to be in close proximity to him even if nothing was to happen. A stolen glance of some cock can always be the fuel for a fantasy.

Paul was about 22, four years older than me, tall with a swimmer’s body, that is he was trim but not too muscular. He had blond hair and blue eyes and a smile that radiated like the sun. I wondered about the rest of him and thought I may get the chance to see him at least semi-naked.

We had arrived at the camp late in the afternoon and after unpacking, eating and being told what the fortnight was going to comprise it soon got time to go to bed. I had a shower and went to the cabin on my own as Paul had some things to do before turning in. I had put some boxers on after my shower and kept them on as I slipped between the bedclothes. We each had a bedside light and I had turned mine off but was still awake when Paul entered the cabin.

He switched on his light and seeing I was still awake he started chatting to me as he undressed. This suited me fine as it meant I could lie there looking at him without it seeming obvious that I wanted to see his body. He quickly got down to his pants which were white and looked really sexy as he filled them in all the right places. I could feel myself getting aroused just looking at that bulge.

Paul sat on the edge of the bed and seemed a bit hesitant as he spoke to me. He started to ask about whether I had any girlfriends. I told him that I hadn’t been interested in girls yet. Then he suddenly surprised me by asking me if I had any boyfriends. I must have blushed and I was tongue-tied for a moment wondering whether to tell this gorgeous guy the truth and risk being rejected because he was straight or to tell a lie. My blushing must have given me away though as, before I could answer, he said that if I had got a boyfriend then that was all right with him as he had had boyfriends too.

I then told him about my sexual experiences to date. I could feel myself getting hard as I spoke to him and I was sure I could see his cock growing in his pants. He then asked me if I was gay or was I just messing about. I told him that I only got aroused thinking about boys and men and that I guessed that I was gay. He asked me if I fancied him and I couldn’t restrain myself from telling him how I thought he was a real sex god. He laughed and got up to come over to my bed. I could clearly see that his cock was aroused and pushing to burst out of his pants.

He pulled the cover of my bed back so that I lay there in just my boxers. It was obvious that I was hard and he looked at it and smiled saying that that confirms that I was telling him the truth. I thought, let’s go for it and sat up, grabbed his pants and pulled them down. His cock sprang out, it was still not fully erect but was big and I grabbed it saying “It’s the truth all right” before taking it straight down my throat.

It started to harden immediately and he gently held my head by my hair and slowly fucked my face. It was wonderful but after a few minutes he pulled out and suggested that we put the two beds together. When we had done this I got rid of my boxers and we both got on the bed in a 69. He admired my cock which was quite large and he expertly sucked it. He had a better technique that any of the guys who had previously done it to me. I tried to copy what he was doing and hoped that it was good for him too.

After a while we got face to face and kissed. He was expert at this too and gently our lips brushed together and then the pressure increased and our mouths opened so that our tongues could start exploring. I was getting sent into raptures. We broke free a few times reluctantly but it was making us both breathless and we needed the respite. During one break Paul told me he wanted to fuck me. I had never been fucked up to that time and although I knew that one day it would happen I was worried that I was not ready. He reassured me that he would only do it if I was agreeable and I could call a stop at any time.

I thought that if anybody was to fuck me I would want it to be Paul and so I said OK. I didn’t even tell him to be gentle because I knew that he would be. We carried on kissing and he then started to work his way down my body, kissing my nipples, tonguing my navel, licking down my shaft and balls and then lifting my legs in the air so that he could get his tongue into my arsehole. This had never happened to me before and I felt like I was floating in heaven. He was deeply rimming me and I was holding my cheeks apart allowing him to get as much of his tongue in as possible. He then started to manipulate my arsehole with his fingers, starting with just one finger and working up to getting two fingers from each hand in there so that he could pull my hole apart while again applying his tongue.

He then reached over and got a tube of lube. Using his fingers he applied the lube around the rim of my hole and as deep inside as he could get. He passed the tube to me and told me to smear a good quantity of the lube on his cock. As I did this I was getting turned on by seeing that hard fleshy monster glisten with the lube, its veins and contours standing out. I knew now that when he fucked me even if it was really painful I was not going to ask him to stop.

Paul lay on his back and told me to straddle myself over him so that I was facing him and I could sit on his cock. He told me that since this was my first time this was the most comfortable position and also that I could control the entry of his cock into me. I got into position and grabbed the shaft of his slippery member manipulating it so that I could feel the tip against my arsehole. Paul then grasped my buttocks and pulled my cheeks apart so that my hole was partly open I started to lower myself on him. It hurt a little bit but nowhere near what I had been expecting. When I had taken about half of it I stopped and he smiled at me. That beautiful dazzling smile that told me how much he was enjoying being inside my body. I really wanted to kiss him and leaning forward, conscious of not letting him slip out, I reached his lips and let our tongues flicker between us.

Sitting up again I took the rest of him into me quite quickly and I stopped again to savour the wonderful feeling of being penetrated by this hunk. Paul then told me to lift off him slightly so that he could move his hips up and down and start fucking me for real. I did as he asked and he quickly built up a rhythm that I joined in with meeting his upstroke and lifting off sufficiently so that he was pushing almost his full length back into me. I wanted to shout with joy but Paul warned me that the cabin walls were quite thin and the sound would carry. I became quite breathless though and felt ecstatic.

Paul had been fucking me for some while when he told me he was going to come soon and wanted me to bring myself off at the same time. I had not touched my cock but it was more solid that I had ever seen it and I knew that I didn’t have to wank it much to come. I gently massaged it and then when I heard Paul’s breathing change and his penetrating become more erratic and deep I knew he was coming so I really brought it on and within seconds of Paul shooting cum deep into my arse I shot a stream straight at him landing on his face and neck. He greedily licked up the cum he could reach with his tongue and pulled me down to his face getting me to lick up the rest before clamping my mouth on his and sharing the cream between us.

We lay like that for several minutes and I started to give Paul kisses all over his face and neck feeling a love for this guy that I had never felt for anyone before. Slowly his cock slackened and slipped out of me so that I could straighten out and embrace him with the full length of our bodies touching.

My cock was still quite hard and I could tell that his was not soft. I asked him if he wanted some more. He told me that he could make love several times in a night but this time he wanted to sleep with me in his arms. I asked him if he had deliberately arranged for me to share his cabin. He confessed that he had fancied me from when I had arrived at the camp and that he had fiddled the sleeping arrangements to get us together.

We had a fortnight of bliss after thatr and he was quite right, he could make love several times a night. Unfortunately we never met up again after I left the camp but I will never forget him.