I showed up about the middle of the time they were registering everybody. So there were boys there already and I wasn't the last one to show up. And my parents were no where around to embarrass me. I was asked if I wanted top or bottom. I chose bottom, its just easier getting in and out. All they had in my room were single beds, so I didn't know why it mattered. I got set up in a big bunk in the corner by the window. The bed was pretty comfortable. Then I headed for the food.
I found out that they have pancakes or French toast anytime of the day. They make them up as soon as you order instead of sitting there and getting soggy. I can order them with blueberries or cherries, either mixed in or on top or both. There are also tubs of syrup that you use a ladle instead of having to squirt it out. They do have several kinds of hamburgers. They make them like McDonalds, or Wendy's or Fudruckers, or Whataburger. And there is pizza. That is what I had to start with. Its is amazing, its deep dish with beef, sausage, pepperoni, and triple cheese but the crust is absolutely crispy.
I hooked up with some really cool guys. We were just checking everything out. They do have some of the normal camp stuff like riflery and horses but they also had a whole corral of dirt bikes and 4-wheelers. There were also some pretty cool areas all over to just sit and talk.
Then we had to go to the nurse's office and get checked out. Instead of all the bullshit of listening to your chest and making you bend over and check your reflexes with the stupid little hammer, they take you into a little room and tell you to take your shorts off. But its not like turn your head and cough. A really cute girls with blonde hair and tits that are busting out comes in with a little razor. She shaves all the pubes from my balls. She gets it all slick without all the stubble or razor burn. She just barely touches the rest of my pubes, just trims it up so that it looks really sharp. With my balls all smooth, the last thing she does is rub them with nice smelling lotion. Its kinda cool to start with but then she sends me out the back door. There is a cliff right behind the nurse's office and there is a breeze blowing almost straight up. The wind blows up my shorts and gets my balls all cool. I and my buds walk a little weird to get as much wind as we can on our balls.
After awhile, we want to go swimming. We find out that we aren't supposed to wear anything at all while swimming. When we get up to the gate, the sign says "PPPPool -- There is a lot of Pee in our pool, so go ahead". Its not like the pool is filled with pee, its just that the water is swapped out so quick that you don't get into pee at all. I still stay at the end of pool where the water comes in. I look around and I see a lot of the boys with their eyes almost shut, their mouths open, and they are making that little groaning noise. There is a lot of shivering going on too.
The pool is surrounded by hottubs. Some are big enough for a dozen people, some are really only for two people. They all have enough of the good seat for everybody. There is a different colored light in them all and they use that so you know where to meet your friends in the middle of the night.
Right before I went to the pool was about the last time I wore any real clothes. I did have a helmet that they made me wear when I rode and there were some chaps for going through brush and stuff. They got 50's for the young kids but I was riding the Yamaha 450s. I got worried when I started riding the dirt bike. I had a helmet for my head but I didn't want to smash my balls. That was all I had to say, the guy fueling the bikes when in and got me a matching ball helmet. It's the same color as my helmet and bike but it just covers my balls. They come is different sizes but he guessed just right and brought me a size 22. There is a little strap that goes over the top of my dick to hold it on. It is vented so that all the air can still blow by my balls. They said there is even a strapless ball helmet. I didn't see it but it has a little knob that goes in the back to hole it tight.
After I was done riding, my legs felt like they were wide apart as I walked. I asked my buds where the restroom was. I didn't want to have to go all the way up to my room to pee. They said it was everywhere. I figured they meant like go behind a bush or a rock, but they meant everywhere. One of them showed me and he just started pissing. He didn't even stop walking, just pissed as he walked. I was a little worried about pissing on my legs but I went ahead and did it. I had a lot of pee inside of me the first time and there was a long line of pee behind me as we walked. After that, we learned that we don't worry about it building up so that we feel like we have to pee, we just do it a lot. Its just short little pees but almost all the time. I even watched some of the young guys and they peed a little bit about every 5 steps they took.
I'm going to have to work on concentrating when I talk. I got liking this peeing anytime that I would do it when there was a group of us just standing around or sitting and talking. If I'm saying something, I stop automatically as the pee starts. We are all getting better at aiming without hands. And watching out so that when there is a group, nobody is getting wet shoes.
At night, we get told more rules about keeping the place clean and when the hours of doing stuff. We also get told about the oil. They told me that its not good for the bed to be squeaking in the middle of the night. I figure they are going to tell us not to jack off, especially when they grab one of the beds and make it go eh-uh eh-uh eh-uh. But then they take the oil and find the squeaky part and oil it. They said that way if there is some body who isn't jacking, they can sleep. It wasn't the noise that kept people up, it was the rocking of all the beds. Everyone was done quick and fell asleep pretty quick.
In the morning, there was nobody waking our ass up. I just woke up when I wanted to. I had to look around and figure out where I was and to see if I was still dreaming or something. It was pretty cool when I did get out of bed. I didn't have to worry about somebody seeing my morning hardon. It was definitely hard thought. I also didn't have to wait for it to start going down so that I could pee. I just went a few feet out of the door and relaxed all over. And I got to pee with a hardon.
I did go to breakfast and they did have some of the best pancakes that I have ever had. The outside is really crisp, its just a very thin crispy skin and the rest of it was fluffy and airy. I had these loaded with blueberries inside and cherries covering the top instead of syrup. And they had milk that was so cold that it had ice in it the whole time I was drinking it. I loved the bacon too, it was that real thick cut with maple smoke. I didn't have to make 3 or 4 strips last to the end of the pancakes either. I had bacon with every bite of pancake.
After breakfast, I was about to go get on the dirt bikes again when I really had to take a dump. My dumps are almost always nasty anyway. I was wondering about where to go. I never saw anybody taking a dump there. I was thinking that I could just let go like I was peeing. I asked one of my cabin mates and he gave me a real ugly look and told me that would be totally gross. He walked me over to the right building. I knew it was going to be better than my first summer camp where it was just a wooden outhouse with two holes right next to each other. I was just hoping it was better than the next camp. There were four toilets in the same bathroom. No walls between them. The door wouldn't even stay shut to the main room. You even had to share the toilet paper. When you had to go, you usually went with somebody, almost cheek to cheek. That had to be the worse part of that summer camp.
This room was a whole lot different. Each toilet was in a room all by itself. You could tell there were people in some of the rooms but it was so quiet. My friend told me he would help me learn how to do it. I laughed and told him that was something I mastered when I was still in diapers. He hit me in the chest and told me not taking a dump but how the toilet worked.
It didn't really look like a toilet. It was mostly recliner. He told me to sit down and then helped me push the buttons to adjust the chair so that I was leaning back, with my legs up a little bit, a pillow under my head, and the hole under my hole. There were two plasma screens, one was a TV and the other was attached to whatever game system you wanted. There were a bunch of multiplayer games that you could play with the other people on toilets or other places around the camp. There were controls for air and for how warm the seat was. Then he told me not touch the big red handle on the side, until I was done. But he knew I could handle it from there.
It was the most relaxing dumps I have taken in my life. I even enjoyed grunting. I did stay in there for a while, I was playing some dude and kicking his ass. The TV had on ESPN Winter X games, even in the summer. I was there long enough that I had a little more to dump. My legs never went to sleep and my butt never stuck to the seat. It was time to finish up and I looked for the paperwork. I gave up and remembered the big red handle. I grabbed it and I pull it toward me, I got a nice blast of warm water. I could feel my butt get clean. I could tell the handle did more. I moved it around and I felt a smooth metal nozzle hit me right on my hole. It was a little cold and made me jump a little. I pushed on the handle and the nozzle went right inside my ass. It was in there about three inches. I pushed the handle down and I felt a wonderful warm fluid start to pump into me. I could twist the handle and make it warmer or cooler. I kept pumping until I felt full. Then I let it blast out of me. It was really cleaning me out. I did some more pumping and I think I got a couple more gallons inside of me. Then I exploded again. When I did it a third time, it all came out as clean as it went it.
I had that feeling of a great dump. I was all emptied out of shit and feeling good. I pulled the nozzle out and did the cleaning part again. I was feeling so good that I just couldn't sit there any more. When I left, there was another beautiful blonde girl with special lotion to rub on my balls. It made them tingle. It also made me want to run for a little bit, so I could feel the wind blowing on my balls.
I just had a good day of running around and doing what I wanted to do. It was still a little early to go bed but I followed all the guys back to the room. A friend told me to get a seat in the middle of the cabin. All of a sudden, there were dozens of naked dicks in front of me. There were all these guys laying down and they had panels covering everything but their balls and dicks. There had to be thirty or forty guys all exposed and hanging out. There were about ten of us looking. Somebody started to spin the guys around, you could move them to get them as close as you wanted.
There were some huge dicks, like eight or more inches long and like a coke can thick. And there were a bunch of little pink ones, maybe about an inch long. There was so much difference in the sizes that it was amazing to me. There were several normal looking ones, dicks that really weren't that much different than mine. There were some that weren't cut, and some had amazing nozzles. I saw a couple of uncut dick that were about 3 inches long but had at least 2 inches of nozzle. There were 3 that looked identical except for size and when I said something about it, the guy next to me moved them next to each other. They all had the same blond color pubic hair and the same color skin. They looked like they could be the dick of the same boy, just a little older. Then we realized that it was the three brothers that were there.
I went ahead and reached out and touched one. It was already about half way hard and I played with it enough that it got completely boned. As soon as I started playing, almost every other boy watching reached over and grabbed at least one. I also went for the brothers. I got the other two boned up too.
They even felt very much the same. The heads were nice and firm but not hard like the shaft. The youngest one had only about half the pubic hair of the oldest one. I went from one brother to the other to get them as hard as they could get. Even though they did squirm around a little, it was the blood pumping that got them all moving. I could thing of about 10 songs that would go with that rhythm.
I moved around a little and let another guy play with the brothers. I pulled several uncut dicks around me and messed with those. I put my finger inside the skin and felt how hot and wet it was inside there. They didn't all skin back the same way either. Some pulled back and stayed, one barely came out of the skin and it almost popped when it did. I think the uncut ones smelled richer but there were so many that I wasn't really sure. It was an incredible smell of dick.
I messed around with the little ones, they were just cute to play with. There were some guys who wanted to make the little ones have an orgasm but I thought that was too much work. I ended up with two of the two biggest dicks right in front of me. One was dark all the way up and down and the head was browner when most were pink or red. I wanted to see how big it would get. I stroked and stroked, I shook it and milked it. It was hard but nothing like the littler ones. It sure didn't get much bigger than when it was soft. I even said something about it not being that hard. They we all had to figure out which one was the hardest. There was one that was a decent 6 inches but pretty skinny. You could thump it with finger and you could hear it make a drum noise. It was the hardest. When a little sticker was put on it saying was the hardest, you could see the boy do a little dance under the panels.
Then we picked the biggest, that was easy. Then the most erection, that took a little time, we had to see them soft and then bone up, some guys never qualified, they never got soft again. We really couldn't agree on the cutest. And there was a tie for smallest. One of the smallest was a boy who was a little chubby and his dick barely showed up at all. The other boy just had a little nub, it was just the head of his dick showing, and it was barely more than that when he got a boner. There were purple heads, violet heads, ones that looked transparent, some that looked mean.
It went on for a good long time. We found out that we couldn't directly taste any of them, at least not on that night. Guys could taste precum. And then there were guys staring to cum. Some were getting jacked off but then some would cum and nobody would be yanking on them at all at the time. It all ended up with the lights out and just about everybody jacking. It was a great way to fall asleep. It happened again the next few nights and we ended up sorting them into a matrix with big to small, hairy to bald.
The next thing that I discovered was at lunch the next day. I was normally just getting whatever hamburger I wanted but I went to the other line with my friend. He asked me if I liked beans. I told him I did but I also knew what they were good for. He told me that I was in the right place. There were all kinds of beans, the big white butter beans and the little baked beans, some were cooked with chili and other just plain. They also had little cups of a gray looking liquid. I was told that it would be a very very good thing to use. I was supposed to slurp one little cup of that stuff for every bowl of beans I ate. They told me it was the opposite of Beano, the anti-Beano.
I used to think that Beano was for car-sickness. My mother used to give it to me and my brother several days before we took a long car trip to somewhere. I never got car-sick on the way to my cousins, but then my mother never had to open the car window on the way.
I love to fart sometimes. It does feel good. This camp had a special building just for that. About 3 hours after I had all the beans, my friends and I headed up to that building. I farted a couple of times as we walked and they kept getting on me about farting and wasting it. We were outside, so it wasn't like it was burning any eyes or ripping skin off. Inside the building, they quickly put big plastic skirts on us. I and others were walking to keep our butts closed up. They knew where they were going and they went over to a rack of padded chairs and pipes. All you had to do was sit on the chair and the plastic skirt would lock down automatically. As soon as I sat down, I let loose with bbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttttttt. Ah, that felt so good. But I felt a lot more inside of me. All the guys were farting and laughing. And you couldn't smell anything. They were sucking all the gas out and it was going to burners down by the swimming pool. It was going to warm to pool ten degrees with just what I had in me.
Then the guy that handing out the skirts told us that they had new stuff. He handed me a little controller, it was more like and video iPod. I could clearly see my butt on the screen. I recognized mine but there were guys that had to be told that they were looking at there own butts. In the controls, there were options like Coach, Teacher, Brother, Sister, and many more. All you had to do was select a VFS, a virtual fart sniffer, and there was an image of the head right near your own butt. I first picked Coach and there was a guy who looked just like my coach. He is all crabby and yelling at first but when I let loose, he sucked in a big nose full. It was killing him. His eyes swelled up and he could barely talk. I let about ten farts right in his face. I chose Brother and there was a face that was almost exactly my brother. He seemed to like the farts too much for me to enjoy farting. I went around was picking a bunch of other people. I was really enjoying trying the different people. It was fun torture. I got the end of the list, Warden and it was people like at a youth prison, I skipped that one.
Then I got to the other controls. There was one that opened a little spout on top of the skirt and it allowed a little bit of your fart to hit your own nose. I didn't do that one very much but there were a couple of guys who got much more out of it than I did. Another control let you move the camera around. I zoomed in on my hole. I was watching my hole open to fart for the first time. I also thought I had a pretty cute hole anyway. I got to see how my balls hang from behind. And the next control let me switch to other cameras. I looked at other holes. I was caught doing it. My friend said he could tell my the number of dots near the camera icon on the control how many were looking. I had 4 dots looking at mine. I was hearing an occasional buzzer and then a guy would jump and cuss a little bit. When I accidentally shit a turd, I got the buzzer and a little electrical shock.
There got to be a lot more buzzes and a lot less farting. They asked us to sit and relax a little bit while they finished the evacuation of the system.
They said we were in the top ten gas producers for the size of the group. I knew where I was going. It was just a short little walk to the toilets and I got all those bean and gas out of me. It felt just as good to feel it all get cleaned out and warmed up. I had no trouble falling asleep that night. I even missed the playing around with the dicks in the panels.
The next day, we went to a picnic out in the field. It felt good to hike out there. We were all naked and I was recognizing the dicks from the other night. I saw the three brothers and they looked like different sizes of each other. I kept looking for the boy who got the hardest award. I think I found him. Several of the guys asked me where I was last night, they missed seeing me. I told them that I just went to sleep, they said that was cool but I was missing out. I asked them about who gets to look and who gets to be under the panels. I was told that they just take turns. I was looking forward to having my dick flopping out there and letting guys play and pull on it. I was pretty sure that I was going to get played with a lot.
The picnic was pretty good but it was the drinks they served that were better. They had real beer, alcohol and all. But, it tasted good. It was beer that actually tasted good enough to drink just for the taste. And there was plenty of it. Everybody including the little boys were getting drunk. And they were really getting silly. I know some guys had to have been doing real sex stuff. It was also getting very very wet out there. Since all the guys were pissing whenever and wherever, the beer was going through them very quickly. I watched a couple of boys slam two beers one after another and they pissed the entire time. With good tasting beer and not getting filled up, it was the best drunk I ever had.
They did come pick us up and take us back to the room. I don't think I could have walked back. It took just a couple of seconds before they had the boys all lined up and showing their dicks again. I had the hardest boys on my left and the three brothers on my right. We were all trying to keep as many dicks as we could boned up. We did really good at that. There were several times that we could stop and see 40 dicks all popping boners at the same time. They pointed up, out, down, to the side, at about every angle. I did the three brothers and the hardest boy a good thing. I got them all to cum. I know they were all good cums too. And the brothers' cum all looked, smelled and tasted the same.
The next day, I did more dirt biking, got a little trim of my ball hair, it had grown in a little, and just did some other stuff. All day long, there were guys who were telling me that I shouldn't get too tired. That night was going to be my turn. I was really looking forward to have a bunch of guys playing with me. I was one of the first people back at the room when it was almost time to do that.
I heard them call for the bottom guys. I recognized that the guys who lined up were the ones that were all around me when we played with the others' dicks. I had signed up for the bottom bunk and now it was making sense why they even ask. That way they can divide you up. There were the same ten of us and I was really pretty happy about the ratio, I get to see about 40, but those only got to see 10. They had me get into one of the little slots. It was very comfortable, it was soft and nothing pinched, mostly warm except for the exposed part. The little slots didn't quite look like the same ones I had seen from the other side but I figured it was just the way they had us get into them. I knelt down and got locked in. I had to wait for the other boys to get into place.
We could talk to each other and I asked why there were so many more boys who wanted the top bunk. My friend said it was a preference but it wasn't quite a bunk preference. About that time, I felt a cool breeze on my butt and realized I was exposed on that side! I was trapped in. I could wiggle a little and my dick and balls were floating around free too. This wasn't the same thing that I saw. I started asking "wait a second, wait a second, wait a sec, wait, wait, Wait, Wait, WAit, WAIT, OH WAIT, OH, OH WAIT, ooooo0000000OOOOOOOO!"
I had 40 boys all looking at my hole. Not only looking about playing with it, pressing on it. Some stuck little fingers in it. Some squeezed it closed and open. Other grabbed handfuls of my butt cheeks. I was definitely boned up. I could hear a bunch of the boys say they found the one that was missing the other day, meaning me since I had gone to sleep. Some were rough, others were so gentle. I almost cumed a few times just from them playing with me. I started to focus on the other boys in the slots and the ones who weren't in ecstasy were looking at me and smiling. I was getting dizzy from being spun around and having so many fingers touching me. I felt a paper sticker get placed on my butt and I was proclaimed to have the cutest hole, another boy had the cutest butt. And then I also got the sweetest smelling butt.
There were plenty of hands on my dick and balls too but they ended up making me cum just by playing with my hole.
I'm going to know next year that when they ask me about top or bottom, they don't mean bunk.