This is an ongoing story about two guys getting it on in the woods at an all-boys camp. Although these two are of consenting age, who knows what will happen among some of the others as the story develops. If reading about two cute young guys that have sex offends you then maybe you should wonder why you are at this site anyway. Tell me what you think and where you would like to see the story go.
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Chapter 3
I took off my shirt and started to lay down when he said, "No, your shorts too." I took off my shoes and shorts and there I lay - on my stomach wearing nothing but a white pair of boxer briefs.
I was laying facedown on my clothes so I wouldn't be laying in the dirt. When Rob started his massage, I thought I was in seventh heaven. He started at the top of my head and slowly stroked his fingers throughout my hair. My hair was fairly short so he concentrated on rubbing his fingertips across my scalp. Each caress, each movement, was one of ecstasy. He started moving down to my neck where his fingers explored every muscle and every tendon.
When he got to my shoulders, he pressed them together with his strong youthful hands. I was amazed at the strength this young stud had. I knew that I would have to explore what other muscles of his were strong later. He traced my shoulder blades with his finger... up, down, up, down... I thought I might cum right then and there. He was teasing my body and I wasn't sure that I could handle it. He went to the small of my back and pressed down deeply, following the contour of my body. His thumbs were brushing the top of my boxer briefs with each circular motion.
I was so totally relaxed, I almost didn't hear him.
"Rise up on you knees a little."
"Hmmm... what?"
"Let me give you a full massage," he seemed to plead.
"Ok." With that, I rose up slightly on my knees and I could feel his grip dragging my underwear down my ass and across the backs of my legs. He gave a final little tug and then slipped off from around my feet. Then, he surprised me and totally skipped my ass altogether! He started right below on my legs and started to move down towards my feet. He reached my feet and worked his way back towards my ass. With each stroke, I could feel him getting closer and closer. He allowed his hands to rub my inner thighs, which made me want to jump out of my skin! Right when he reached the base of my ass, I spread my legs slightly to allow him a look into my crack. I wondered if he would take the invitation.
His hands started their exploration around each side of my ass. His fingers fluttered across my skin causing goosebumps to rise over my entire backside. I felt the circular motion getting closer and closer towards my crack. His fingers began to explore the top of my crack and I was trying to will his hands lower until he reached my puckered hole. He seemed to chicken out - because he stopped.
"Roll onto your side," he said.
"Which way?"
"Facing away from me."
I realized that I had the most raging hard on and I worried what he would say when he saw it. Slowly, I began to turn. He repositioned himself so that he was kneeling next to me. I felt my ass lay against his knees. I felt warm and alive next to this guy. I doubted that I was in love with him, but I know that I was in lust. His body was so smooth, so beautiful, and his hands skilled like that of a surgeon. I melted in his touch and his caress. His hands rubbed across my side and I felt him touch parts of my body that were mine, were untouched by anyone else. I wanted to share myself with him. I needed him to hold me and give me a sense of never-ending safety.
He moved back and pulled me to him down onto my back. There I lay naked with this young cute stud staring down at my hard on. Why wouldn't he take the hint? How could I get him to touch me in that personal way that is known only to ourselves?
Once again, he started at my head and worked down to my waist. Skipping my groin and moving down to my feet where he started upwards again. It was as if I laid here for years with no thought but to have his hands on me. Then, I felt him reach my crotch. He started to rub the two tough tendons that stretch between behind my balls and to my thighs. He was inches away from my personal ecstasy. After a few deciding moments, I felt his hand brush my balls. I let out a low guttural moan. He brushed his hand again, but this time he lingered on my ball sack. It was the culmination of every jerk off session and every personal fantasy here in one moment. Something that would serve as a guide for all sexual contact that would follow.
He held each of my balls in one of his hands and rubbed them applying simply firm pressure to each one. I almost came right then and there. He dropped his treasure and slowly encircled the base of my dick with his hands. He teased my hair and then with suddenness unexpected, grabbed my dick and began to stroke.
I regressed to pure human reactions. I groaned, I moaned, and he continued to stroke. His hands seemed to guide themselves to every detail of my dick and my balls. He appeared to have a omniscient knowledge of exactly where to touch and how to touch to bring the maximum amount of pleasure out of my body. He brought the skin of my dick up and then down, he encircled my head with his finger - moistened by my precum - like an expert. There was no denying it, I was about to cum. I tried to give him warning and to speak to him, but I seemed unable to reach the English language. I could only warn him by groaning louder.
"Uhhnn, oh...!"
He continued to stroke throughout the entire orgasm. I came and came and came. I don't think that I can remember one time that I had a stronger orgasm before or after. He didn't stop when I came, but continued to rub my dick. For a moment, I almost climbed to the stars when he continued to stroke my oversensitive head.
"You have to stop now, you're driving me crazy."
"Did you like that?"
"More than you will ever know. God, you are wonderful."
"When do you think we can get back together?"
"There's always the leaders' shower. It has a lock on it and it is pretty secluded in the woods."
"Tonight?" He asked.
"Absolutely!"
"Cool."
"Let's go get clothes from our tents and then we can sneak up to the shower house. Make sure no one sees you."
"Ok. I'll meet you there in 25 minutes."
"Deal." And then, we hugged. It almost seemed awkward, but I felt his strong hands around my body and it was beautiful. I relaxed and he rubbed my back. If we kept this up, we would never reach the shower. Then he stopped.
"I'll see you there bro." He pledged.
"Definitely."
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Well, the story continues. Thanks for some of the good advice. I tried to give you what you asked for, but basically it was pure luck - many of you asked for things that went with the story line which made it easy to include. I will continue to put stuff in that you want, simply write and ask. Oh and once again. if any of you thought it was particularly good and wanted a way to say thanks - I love self-portraits of cute young guys like me! Sorry this one was so short, the next will be longer - Yngman23@hotmail.com