Where it happened: camp
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
WHen I was seventeen I was a junior counselor at a summer camp near Lake Placid and my counselor was maybe 22 or 23 and a great guy. We had a great summer and were at the camp for eight or nine weeks so we really got to know each other. Anyway it was our last night together–the day the kids all left–and we cleaned up our cabin and packed our stuff. We were each leaving the next day. It was hot and we spent the afternoon swimming and laying in the sun. Later we went out to a restaurant and had a great meal with other counselors and we all talked for a long time. It was dark when we returned and when we got back to the cabin, he and I sat on a small deck and talked. I don’t know why I decided to say what I did, but I told him I loved him. I really did love him. I mean I admired him, thought he was a cool guy and loved being with him. He was quiet for a minute or two and then he sort of slid next to me and put his arm around me and gave me a hug. I hugged him and we were so close together. He sort of massaged my back with his hand and I did the same. I really don’t know how it all happened but we were just sort of massaging each other and our hands were on each other’s chests and pecs and our heads were so close together. I could feel his hard pecs and his hard nipples and I loved it. I never had done anything like this and I just knew where it was going. I could just feel it. I guess he did too. I am not really sure but he was feeling my chest the same way. Nobody had ever done that before and nobody had ever touched my nipples except like when screwing around and some dude might pinch them or something. This was different. As I massaged his pecs and tickled his nipples he did the same for me and after a few minutes, he stood up and told me to do the same. When I did, he pulled my t shirt over my head and began to hug me and hold me and massage my back and then his hands massaged my naked chest. It felt like electricity when his fingers touched my nipples and I just wanted to do it to him the same way so I reached over and told him to lift his arms and he complied and I took off his t shirt and then we were all over each other. I mean I could not keep my hands off him. He teased my nipples and even tugged on the tit hairs and it was driving me crazy with excitement. When I did that to him, his nipples got so stiff and it made him sort of moan. I gotta be honest. I have no clear idea of how all the rest happened. In a few minutes we were on a bunk in the empty cabin and basically feeling each other up and I had never felt so excited in my life. Before I even realized what was happening, we both reached for each others denims. My hands went down the front of his pants and his went down mine and we were both rigid with excitement. In a few seconds we were unbuttoning each other’s denims and almost scrambling to strip each other. The second I got to his boxers I pulled them down and my hand wrapped around his cock at almost the same time his hand wrapped around mine. What really amazed me was how he treated me. He told me how hot I was, how big my cock was, how much he liked my bush, that I had beautiful pecs and nipples–he just kept praising me. He asked if anybody had ever pleasured me and when I told him that he was going to be the first, he hugged me and then he did things I will never forget. He kissed me and kissed and sucked my nipples. He dregged my pits with his tongue and did the same to my navel. He worked his way to my bush and then my balls. It was fucking heaven. I was going almost crazy with excitement and when he held my cock upright and began to kiss and lick it I must have moaned like a girl. Then he began to suck it and I felt the greatest pleasure of my life. He did it all before he would let me return the favors. After maybe ten or fifteen minutes of pure, hot sucking, he let me do all the same to him. At one point, we were massaging each other’s cock and kissing like crazy. His tongue felt so good in my mouth. We had so much passion that night. He treated me like the most important person in his whole life. We actually did more than have sex. We made love. I don’t think it has ever been quite as good for me. We made it three times that night (we were young and could actually do that!!). The first time we did 69 and the second time we just slowly milked each other, We fell asleep after that but woke up at dawn and were laying there together naked. We started kissing again and feeling each other and we milked each other to a third orgasm and I just remember looking into his amazing blue eyes and we did it. I swear I could tell when he was ready to cum just by looking into those beautiful eyes. We actually made love a few other times qnd it was always exciting and sort of kinky and always loving. I really did love him and I believe he loved me. After a second summer together at the camp, we both went different ways and only saw each other one more time. No matter who I have been with since then, nothing has ever been as passionate and exciting as that first night. Nothing.
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