He was my summer counselor. The college kid they paid to stay on our hall and make sure we didn't drink or sneak in girls for sex. Little did he know that instead of sneaking girls, I much preferred boys.
The first day I arrived, I was dragging my suitcase up the steps. I found my room and let myself in. It was smallish but would do for the few weeks that I would be here. I was just putting my sheets on the bed when Ryan swung around the corner to peek in.
Ryan had short brown hair which perked up in a cute way. His features were some cross between roguish boy and rugged man. He had the faintest trace of a goatee, surrounding a broad smile which never left his face.
'Hi, I'm Ryan, your RA.'
He swept right in and we shook hands. All at once I was taking in his strong hands, nicely filled out torso, and arms laced with muscles and bulging veins. As he talked about rules and curfews, I tried to cop a look at his basket, but he was moving around too quickly and I didn't want to offend him.
What I did see was the perfect way his jeans hugged his tight butt. Damn.
'So, any questions?' came his energetic voice suddenly. I blinked and smiled blithely.
'Nope. You've got everything covered.'
He nodded and turned to go, but paused in the doorway.
'Oh, and while you're on the hall, feel free to be in any state of dress you feel most comfortable in. I want you to feel at home. Okay? See you.'
As he said this, I watched his eyes scope up and down my entire body. Maybe there was some interest there after all. A second later he was gone. Suddenly I was excited: this was going to be the best summer camp ever.
The next day, I went through all my activities and had a free moment. I went back to the hall to get a book, and I left the door to my room open. Suddenly, Ryan walked past wearing nothing but a towel which he held around his waist. He was whistling cheerfully as he passed, stopped, and came back to my open door. I was holding my breath.
'Hey. Good day?' he asked casually.
Best day ever. I thought as my eyes feasted on his fabulous chest. The pecs were just the right size: not overly large, but enough to really drool over. And the golden abs were the same: not grossly over-defined but toned enough to have sharp ridges. He had little chest hair, and a light trail hinting at something below the towel. He leaned on the frame with one arm above his head, causing his bicep to bulge even more than usual next to his beautiful face. It also gave me a perfect view of his sexy armpit: the way his shoulder muscles blended smoothly beneath his tan skin into his arm. It was almost too much for me. I knew I was getting hard, but I was standing behind my desk, and I hoped he couldn't see it.
'Yeah...' I said slowly, trying not to sound too stunned.
'Cool. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I was just about to go take a shower.' he said, turning around to indicate the shower down the hall. I took a moment to enjoy his broad muscular back. Then I noticed something: as he turned the towel had slid an inch downward, revealing the very top of his butt-crack just peeking over the edge. I had to force myself to breathe steadily. He turned back to grin boyishly again.
'Be back in a bit.'
And just like that, he sauntered away down the hall. I exhaled, grabbed my book, and followed his direction, to see if I could catch a glimpse of him in the shower, but the door was locked. Another time, I sighed. After all, I still had three weeks to go...
I spent the next week carefully leaving my door open, to see if I could spot Ryan again, but I never managed to time it right, or he had moved his showering to a different time, because I didn't get another peek.
In the third week, on was a late Wednesday night, I prepared to go take my shower. I usually showered at midnight, because it was less crowded around then. I entered the showers, stripped down, and got into the hot water. It felt good, and I took a moment just to turn around under the stream and massage my aching shoulders. Then I must've felt rather horny because I reached down with one hand and slowly began to stroke my six-inch meat. I closed my eyes, enjoying the multiple sensations rippling across me. I enjoyed them so much that I didn't even hear the door open, until Ryan spoke.
'Oh sorry man, I thought it was empty.'
I stopped what I had been doing and smiled inwardly. With the thin dorm walls, you could hear the showers going in every room. So he must've come in for some other reason. Sure enough, he wasn't leaving, he was just looking me over once again. I waited for him to move, but he didn't, so I said,
'Well, there's plenty of room for the both of us.'
He smiled and I was glad I was facing away from him because I was starting to get hard again. I heard the sound of cloth falling, and bare footsteps coming closer.
'You look pretty stressed. Need a massage?' he suggested.
I shrugged my eyebrows at him over my shoulder. 'Be my guest.'
He approached and suddenly his strong fingers were kneading my sore shoulder muscles under the hot water. It was heavenly. I closed my eyes as he worked away slowly, and listened to him breathing behind me. I became aware that his hands were working their way slowly down my back. I made no comment, just to see how far he'd go.
'Do you...' he said haltingly, 'Do you want me to help with all of your stress?'
I turned to face him, my erection bobbing obviously between us. I finally saw his tool, which was about the same size as mine, six inches, but his was uncut. It was also just as hard, its dark cap swollen so much that the foreskin was beginning to slide back.
'Be my guest.' I repeated, smiling suggestively. He bit his lip in a curious but excited way, and reached out one of his delicious hands to grasp my member. He stroked it gently, the texture of his hand tingling against my cock as the water flowed down my body.
'This is your first time with a guy, isn't it?' I guessed.
He licked his lip and shrugged sheepishly. 'Yeah. How could you tell?'
I gave him an amused look. 'Ryan, if you wanted to fuck, all you had to do was ask. I've waited three weeks.'
He looked stunned. 'Really-' he began to say, but I grabbed his shoulders and pressed him against the tile wall, kissing him passionately. He moaned in surprise as our lips brushed against each other, and our cocks rubbed simultaneously. The water was hitting my forehead and dripping down my face onto his delicious chest, which I rubbed sensually with both hands. The friction, both emotional and physical, was one of the most arousing things I've ever experienced. I alternated between kissing him, letting him taste the water, and kissing him again. Then to surprise him I slid past his wet lips to lick down the side of his neck, nipping gently as I went lower and arrived at his nipple. I swirled my tongue around it and sucked at it for a bit, teasing it. He was gasping as I nuzzled his chest, and slid my chin across through his wet patch of hair, till I found his other nipple, and teased it the same way.
I continued down my virgin god's chest to his abs. I kissed each mound in turn, then flicked my tongue down the ridges between them, swirling around his belly button, and then ascending again. I found his hands on my shoulders pushing me down, firmly insisting that I go farther down his gorgeous body. I happily complied.
Looking back up at him, he nodded at me urgently, obviously eager to get to the blowjob, so I did what I do best: tease. I opened my mouth like I was about to suck on the ruddy tip, and then I dove to one side, licking at the area of skin where his thigh met his full, heavy balls. It obviously wasn't what he'd expected, but he groaned anyway, and it turned me on even more. I played my tongue across his balls, avoiding his cock entirely, and sucking one after the other into my mouth, swirling them around. Finally when he was moaning so loudly I thought he might wake someone up, I suddenly flipped my tongue up the sensitive underside of his cock, and sucked in the large tip.
He gasped and gripped my shoulders more tightly, as I applied more and more suction. I flicked my tongue across the slit, tasting his delicious salty precum. He actually screamed softly. I knew he was close now, so I went to town: gulping down the entire shaft and rhythmically swallowing so that my throat muscles would squeeze his hot cock in just the right way. Sure enough, he was soon shooting into my throat. I pulled back a bit to catch some on my tongue and it was some of the tastiest man-cream I'd ever received. He looked down at me, breathing heavily, eyes wild.
'God, Jason, that was spectacular. I'm still seeing dots, I think I nearly passed out.'
I shrugged mischievously, standing up again. He looked down at my still-ready cock and frowned.
'You didn't get off.'
I played it just right. I shrugged again and looked away, stretching a bit to emphasize my rod even more.
'Oh don't worry about it, I'll just finish on my own.'
'I didn't say we were finished yet.' he replied immediately. I smiled to myself. Perfect. Facing him again, we stood for a moment, relaxing under the warm stream of water. He opened his mouth.
'We could...you know...have sex.' he said after a minute.
'You mean, fuck?' I clarified. 'Sure. Would you like to top or bottom? It's your first time, you pick.'
He stared at my manhood for a moment. Then he grinned. 'Bottom. I want your hot cock up my ass, right now.'
'Alrighty then.' I agreed, jumping for joy inside. I would get to fuck his tight ass!
I turned him around gently, and had him bend over, resting his sexy arms on the wet tile wall, and letting the water flow down his back over his ass. I squeezed it firmly and he laughed. I spit on my finger and traced it around his hole, which, like his chest, only had a light sprinkling of hair. I stroked him for awhile, occasionally humping his crack a bit with my pole. Then, when he was ready, I inserted the finger and wiggled it around a bit. He tensed at the intrusion, but after a minute began to relax. When he nodded I added another, letting the warm water smooth over the slight discomfort. When I was up to three fingers, I began a slow fucking motion and he shuddered all over, twisted around and ordered me, 'Get your fucking cock inside me NOW!'
I obliged. I spit on the head, but it wasn't really necessary because I'd been leaking precum for minutes now. I found his hole, and slowly slipped the tip in. I felt him tense around me, and I gasped because it was so tight. Achingly slowly, my cock was encased in his extremely tight warmth. With each inch, he made small little panting noises which nearly made me shoot several times. When I was fully inside him, I stopped, letting him adjust to my rod. And I stopped for me too, so I wouldn't cum right then and there, and spoil everything.
'God, it's so...warm.' he muttered. I laughed.
'You ready?' I asked him, tracing my fingers down his back with the water.
'Yeah, I think so. Are you?'
'I've been ready since day one.' I replied.
I pulled back and started thrusting. Not slowly or really fast, just at a moderate tempo, just so he could get used the feeling of my hot pole impaling him again and again. Soon, every time my balls slapped against his skin, he would groan a little. His little groans drove me crazy for some reason, and I began to speed up, pounding my cock into his unbelievably hot ass. With one hand I reached around and teased a nipple. With the other I jacked his thick cock to the same rhythm I had found. We began to grunt together, me as I pushed farther into him, he as my dick brushed his prostate. My low groans mixed with his high gasps as I thoroughly stole his cherry.
Suddenly he was moaning, 'Oh god, you're so hot...pound my ass...harder...harder...oh! There! There! God, Jason, I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Ah!'
His cock exploded in my hand, dripping more of his hot liquid over my fingers. I moved my cum-covered hand up to his mouth and he began licking my fingers clean. His orgasm clenched his ass muscles around my cock and I felt the tingling swell as I reached the point of no return and shot my hot liquid up his ass. We just stayed there for a moment as my cock deflated inside him, then I slipped it out. He giggled.
'Instead of getting cleaner in the shower, we got dirtier.'
I laughed with him and we cleaned up before leaving separately. I lay in my bed that night sure now, that Ryan had been my best counselor ever.
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Ryan wasn't the only fun I had at that camp. Stay tuned for my next story: Jake.
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