"An Experience at Camp"
by
976-SMUT
It was my first time away at camp, and being 16 at the time, was a little old to be homesick. None the less, I wished I was home! I didn't make friends easily and all that 'arts and crafts' crap was getting stale! It was a large camp and us guys had our side of the lake. They didn't want the guys to be too close to the girls. They needn't have worried on my account!
There were a hundred or so of us there for the summer and the because the camp was so large, it was almost impossible for the employees to watch everyone, all of the time. Every once in a while, a camper would sneak out after bed check and would occasionally get caught. I knew where they were going, but couldn't understand why! I hadn't had sex yet with anyone but myself and I found that sufficed for now. The problem was, I hadn't beat my meat in a long time and was getting horny. There were too many people around during the day, to hide somewhere and take matters in hand.
One fantasy that I have had for years is to have twin brother. We could have some really good times. I always wondered what I looked like to others and that would be one way to know. To know what my body felt to someone else... to break up the monotony of crappy camps like this!
The only camp activity we had that I liked, was going horseback riding. That was the only redeeming feature of camp for me. It was a Thursday, and I had just come back to the stable from riding. Most other riders were either still out, or were grooming their horse. At camp, you shared a horse with a number of other campers and Thursday was my day to do the grooming. As I was grooming my horse, a heard a noise behind me and turned around. A guy with long blonde hair came up and started to pat Chestnut's neck. "He's a nice looking horse, isn't he?", he asked. I replied that he was, and that horseback riding was the only good thing at camp. He replied that he felt the same way. "I wish he was mine", he said. "Why do you say that", I replied, wondering why he didn't feel the same way about his horse. A gleam twinkled in his eye as he told me that it was because my horse "was so well hung"! I didn't know what to say! Talk about embarrassment!
As I looked this guy over, I thought that if I had to be a twin, this guy would be my model. Good looking. Strong. Well proportioned. I wouldn't mind making friends with this guy.
I stammered some (being shy) and am sure that I turned red. Chad kept rubbing the horse while he looked at me. His hand was gliding along the side of the horse and he turned and looked at Chestnut's "equipment", which was hanging pretty long.
Figuring that I had nothing to loose, I stammered, "He is pretty well, ah, hung, isn't he"? I guess that you can call a horse "hung", you know, "Hung like a horse". Chad said, "I wonder if you are as hung as your horse"? Now I really didn't know what to say. Gathering some courage, I suggested that he would have to compare us sometime. "How about tonight?" was his reply. Not being able to think up a good reason not to, I agreed. I guess that since I didn't like camp that much, if I got into trouble for sneaking out at night, at least I could have a good time.
He suggested we meet that night at one am at the stable. It was pretty close to both of our cabins and a somewhat central point. I had no end of trouble making it through the day. Just thinking about my first time with a guy and whether I would be nervous and make a fool of myself. It was also hard to keep from getting aroused! I kept having to turn away from people to hide the bulge in my jeans.
Finally, it was time to leave. I snuck out of the cabin and made my way to the stables. I waited for Chad to show, and more than once decided that he had made a fool of me and was laughing to himself about the guy waiting in vein!
All of a sudden, I turned and he was there!
In the moonlight, his body was imposing! I wished that I looked like him. I wish that he was my brother. Think of the fun we could have!
"Your time has come", he whispered.
I could hear a few horses snorting in the background, but other than that, all was quiet. Chad took me by the hand and we walked down to Chestnut's stall. He was awake and moving around. Chad and I talked about horses and how the males were really hung. He told me about how the males would mount the female and have sex. He told me that it excited him, no end. He said the he wondered how it felt to have a dick as big as a horse in him!
I was pretty excited also. My eyes were getting accustomed to the darkness, and I could see him rubbing his crotch as he watched the horse. Later, we laid down in the pile of hay and began kissing. Chad's long hair glistened in the moonlight. I began caressing his shoulders and he started running his hands up and down on my back. We soon were undressing and I was getting pretty anxious at this point. My heart was beating so hard, that I thought that it would explode!
My hands shook as I un-buttoned his shirt. He had pulled my shirt up out of my pants and was running his hand over my stomach. He then opened up my shirt. It was kind of awkward as we both fumbled with each others clothes. I tried not to move too fast, because I was afraid that he would get turned off. I didn't realize how wrong I was.
Soon it came time for me to take his pants off. I un-buttoned his pants and slowly pulled the zipper down. We were kissing at the time and he had his tongue in my mouth. My first French Kiss! All Right!!
We both had our shirts off and I slowly massaged his strong, muscular chest. His stomach was like a washboard. His fingernails were lightly scratching my chest. I was in ecstasy! I couldn't wait to get down to business!
We stopped kissing, I removed Chad's pants and slowly pulled down his underpants. I imagined that he was me and I was him. I was looking at my body. So that is what it looks like! Beautiful! The soft moonlight glistened on his legs. His pubic hairs were soft and fine. They looked curly. He had been whispering things in my ear, the whole time we were undressing each other. "Are you hung?", "Are you hung like a horse?", "I want to feel your cock inside me!", "I want you to ride me to ecstasy!".
I started to finger his cock, but he whispered that he wanted to see me naked. I started to loosen my belt, but his hand stopped me. He took off my belt and started un-doing the buttons on my jeans. My dick was straining to get out of those pants. He kept rubbing my crotch as he un-did more buttons. When the last one was open, he reached his hand into my pants. It took him a minute or two to figure out which way I was hanging, but finally found my prick. He caressed it for a moment, then ran his hand along its length, stopping to give it a squeeze every once in a while.
Chad finally released it from the shorts and pulled them down. He was still rubbing it and whispered in my ear that it was the longest that he had ever seen. That made me feel good, because, I wasn't sure how I stacked up against other guys. I was too embarrassed to check out others, even though the thought fascinated me, no end!
Chad got a clean horse blanket and draped it over the side of the pile of hay. We laid down and he started stroking my dick. We kissed and I moved my hands over his strong back. He was lying on top of me and his body was rubbing on my chest. I felt like I was going to explode! We rolled around for quite a while, fondling and rubbing each other.
Unexpectedly, he kneeled and put his head by my crotch. Opening his mouth, he lowered his head and guided my dick into his warm mouth. He started sucking on me. My hands surrounded his head, his soft hair was tantalizing. I don't know if my hands were guiding his head as it started going up and down, or if I was more of a spectator, but he was sucking and sucking on my swollen dick and my hands were rubbing the back of his head. Up and down he went, sucking and pulling on it. I was wanting to shoot, but suddenly he stopped. "It's your turn", he said as he laid back on the blanket.
I moved my head over to his crotch. My mouth closed in and my tongue slowly licked his cock. He was erect. He had a small spot of cum on his cockslit. I curled my tongue and surrounded his cock as best as I could. The musky smell of sweat was filling the air and I sucked and licked everything I could. Chad started to wiggle around and it was hard to keep my mouth moving. Just as I was starting to really get into it, he said "Put your cock in me", "I want your long cock in me"!
I took my tongue off of him and licked my hand. This mixture of his pre-cum juice and my saliva were rubbed on my dick before I climbed onto him. My dick was the longest I can ever remember it. "Put it in me, put it ALL into me", he whispered. I guided it to the slit and slowly started pushing it in. He was really warm and was starting to moan. His eyes were closed but I could see that his eyes were moving beneath the lids. I pushed my cock into him as far as I could while he kept moaning for me to put it in further. I started to move my hips up and down, up and down. I was kissing the back of his neck, and put my wet tongue into his ear.
I kept lifting my pelvis and thrusting my cock into his as far as I could. Up and down, up and down I went. "Hey Stud, ride me!" he whimpered. "Ride me". A thought flashed through my mind. I withdrew and rolled off of him. "I need to take a break", I said. He opened his eyes and looked into my face. "You really like horses, don't you?" I asked him. "I have a thing about them, if that is what you mean", he said with a twinkle in his eyes. I looked into his face for a minute or two and then stood up. He started rubbing his cock with his hand. "Where are you going?" he asked. "I'll be right back", I told him, as I walked over to the stall.
I got Chestnut's saddle, the horse blanket and a set of reins that were hanging on the hook and took them back to the where Chad was lying. A smile started to curl on his mouth. I put the saddle next to him and he got on all fours. I draped the blanket over us and hung the reins over my shoulders. The blanket itched somewhat, but at that point, I didn't care. I fondled his dick and my cock got hard again. As I re-entered him, Chad started playing with the saddle, rubbing it. I started humping him again and we kissed some more. I pushed in and out, faster and faster.
Chad was fondling the saddle with one hand and had his other hand on my pubic hair. Occasionally he would slide his fingers along my dick as it slid in and out of his ass. He was moaning louder now and I was afraid that someone would catch us here. A few of the horses were getting edgy and started to snort and move around. That seemed to make Chad even more excited! He turned his head and we kissed with passion, moaning and bucking.
His free hand was now moving between the saddle and the reins over my shoulder, and I could feel a tingling inside my dick. I was getting ready to cum and I could feel Chad's tension rising as my cock was sliding in and out. His eyes were closed and he was really getting in to it. "Fuck me with your horse dick", "Touch me with your nuts", he was saying. He was starting to push he ass back towards me as I pushed forward. Faster and faster I ramrodded him!
The horses were now snorting louder as we fucked faster and faster. Chad was in another world. I could tell. I was getting ready to cum. I could feel it starting to cum as I pushed into his ass. His hands were moving all over my hips, the saddle and the reins. I could feel lots of goose bumps all over my body and his body was starting to shake. He was moving with me, we were becoming 'one', moving to the sounds of lovemaking. I was ready to cum. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming". "Give it to me", "Shoot your sperm in me, Stud!", "Let me feel it!"
I came in a great wave. I could feel it enter him in big shots. His mouth found mine again and we kissed and licked for quite a while, moving our bodies in time with each other. My heart was pounding, or was it his? We collapsed in each others arms, his chest pressed against me.
I left that stable a man! I know that he may have had something else on his mind while we made love, but I will never forget that experience! I was no longer a virgin and had gained a confidence around guys that I thought that I would never have had. We almost became one during that encounter! He wanted a stud and of his own, and I became one for him! We each had our fantasy and I helped him with his. I was his well hung horse for the night. What he didn't realize, was that for that night, he fulfilled my fantasy too. We were 'one' for a while!
--- Copyright 1990 by Brad Jones.