Summer Camp Chapter 2 by Josh Brown Copyright 2006 by Josh Brown, all rights reserved. Please let me know if you enjoy this story by e-mailing me at classified43 [at] gmail.com (remove and replace the [at] with @). You may also send comments or suggestions for future plot developments. Flames will be ignored. * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story. This story is FICTION and the author does not condone any of the activities contained herein taking place in the real world. * * * * * Chapter Two: Clean Clothes are Important! The next morning, Tim's cabin-mates were up early and they quietly went out before Tim woke up to talk out of his hearing. "I can't believe that we got stuck with this baby first-year camper!" Bill said, repeating his thoughts of the day before. "This was supposed to be the best summer yet, and now we've got him to deal with." "Calm down man, you never know, this might be even better than we imagined," said Greg mysteriously. "What do you mean?" Bill replied. "Well, I was thinking that perhaps we could have some fun with this kid over the next few weeks," said Greg. "He is new and has no idea how things go here, and he seems so desperate to fit in, we could probably tell him anything and he would believe us." "That would be awesome!" said Dave, "There is so much stuff that goes on here, we are going to have a great time!" "OK, I'm in too," said Bill, "I think this summer is going to be excellent." "First thing, we need to be there just after he wakes up, when he thinks he will be alone in the cabin," said Greg, "Let's get back there." Tim woke up and as soon as he opened his eyes, he smiled, and knew that he had made it through the first night and stayed dry. He looked around and saw that the other boys weren't there, so he got up and took off his athletic shorts and his t-shirt. Just as he was pulling down his underpants, the door banged open, and the other three boys came crashing in. Tim pulled his underpants back up as quickly as he could, but he thought that they might have caught a glimpse of what he was trying to hide. "What are you wearing?" asked Bill derisively. "I haven't worn that kind of little underpanties since I was like nine!" The three boys burst out laughing as Tim felt his face flush red. Why, oh why, wouldn't his mother buy him some boxers like any other boy his age wore? He stood there in just his little white underpants while the other three bigger boys (who were fully dressed) stood there and laughed at him. He turned to his trunk and took out some new clothes for the day, and the other boys stayed there staring at him until he was fully dressed. "Did you change your underpants?" asked Greg. "Um, well, yea, I did." stammered Tim. "No, you were taking them down when we came in, and then you pulled them back up, didn't you?" said Bill. "Um, well it's OK, I put them on new last night." said Tim. "That's a lie, isn't it?" said Dave. "Didn't you mother teach you not to lie?" "Well, but, you know, who cares right? We're at camp aren't we?" said Tim. "That is just disgusting," Bill said, "We don't want a dirty boy in our cabin. You get those dirty underpants off and change into some clean ones right now. We're not going to fail our cabin inspection because of your habits." Tim looked around, completely at a loss of what to do. There was no way that he was going to take off his underpants in front of these other boys. He didn't even do that in front of his mother, and he had only just met these boys the day before. "Well, get on then," said Greg, looking pointedly at Tim. "Come on guys, you've got to be joking." Tim said. "I'm not changing right now, it's almost time for breakfast. I'll change later, don't worry it will be fine." "No, it will not be fine." said Greg. "But since you have been arguing, I think we need to get our counselor involved. Dave, go and get Luke." Dave headed off to get Luke, and Tim stood there completely aghast at what had transpired. A few minutes later, Dave came back with Luke who stood there looking at Tim. "So what is the problem here?" Luke asked. "Well, we found out that Tim here is in his first year at camp and now on his first morning, he is trying to get us to fail our cabin inspection since he refuses to wear clean clothes today." Dave explained. Luke looked at Tim: "Is this true?" "Well, but I thought that it wouldn't really matter, I mean nobody is going to check my underwear you know," said Tim. He was thinking, this is crazy, I'm getting dressed. He reached for his clothes but Luke put a hand out to stop him: "Hold on there, I think if these other boys say that your underpants are dirty, then we should check. They have been at camp before and they know the rules here. We do try to keep everything clean and neat to prevent you kids from getting sick. Hand me your underpants now Tim." Tim looked at him in disbelief. He could not believe that this counselor was going to make him strip off his underpants and be naked in the room with the other boys, especially when they were still all dressed! His face started to blush red and he looked down at the ground. "Please, just can't we deal with it later. I don't really think it matters, does it?" he asked. "Get them off and give them to me right now," demanded Luke. The other three boys were back at the door of the cabin, looking at each other with glee as the events transpired. They couldn't wait for Tim to have to pull down his little white briefs and expose himself to them all. Tim looked around again, hoping against hope that there was something else that he could do. Luke was starting to look really upset, and he didn't want to get into trouble on the first day of camp, and perhaps have to go and see the camp director, so he took a deep breath and started to pull down his underpants. He quickly pulled them off and handed them to Luke while coving himself with his other hand. He then stood there, naked in the room with his hands over his genitals, his face bright red with embarrassment, while Luke looked at his underpants. "What is this?" Luke asked, pointing to something in the crotch of Tim's underpants. Tim looked and saw, to his horror, that there was a sizable pee stain there. It must have happened last night he thought -- he had been pushing so hard to get all the pee out before bed that he must have pushed one more spurt out after he pulled his underpants back up. On boxers like the other boys were wearing it would have just blended in, but on his snow-white briefs it was extremely obvious. "This is disgusting," said Luke, "I can't believe that you were planning to go around camp today with such dirty underpants. Do you know how unhygienic this is?" "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was there, I was really going to change, but then they came back in and..." Tim's voice trailed off as he noticed that Luke's expression was not sympathetic in the least. "I will have to report this to the camp nurse and the camp director. I didn't really want to start the first day of camp this way, but I guess I will have to," Luke said. "Please, please, no don't do that, there must be something else," Tim begged, "I promise I won't do it again, really." "I don't have time to make sure that you are keeping clean every day!" Luke said, looking annoyed. "I bet you didn't take a shower today either, did you?" "Well, um, I was going to do it later," Tim replied. "See, I can't keep watching over you like this," said Luke, "I have no choice but to go to Mr. Maddox. "Hey, wait," said Greg, "I have an idea. We can keep an eye on him for you Luke. I know you're going to be really busy with the first-year camper cabins this week. But all three of us have been here before, and we know what the camp rules are." "Well, I don't want to burden you guys -- I'm sure you didn't come to camp to babysit a 12-year-old boy who can't keep himself clean," said Luke. "Don't worry, we won't mind," said Dave and Bill together, "we'll make sure that he doesn't bother you again." Looking at Tim, Luke said: "Alright, it's settled then. You will do what they tell you, and I don't want to hear anything from you about it. I've had enough just this morning, and I have too much else to do. They have been here before, they know the rules, and they can help you stick to them. Is that clear?" "But, that's not fair, I know what I'm doing," said Tim, "They can't tell me what to do." "Yes, but I can," said Luke, "and I'm telling you to do what they say. End of story." He walked out of the cabin, tossing Tim's dirty underpants on the floor, and leaving Tim there, naked in front of the other boys, feeling very nervous about what had just happened.