Boy Beach - Chapter 6
Copyright 2001-2004, Jeff Spencer.
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My name is Jefferson Alexander McCumber, and I was camp director at a boys'
camp in the Midwest.  Part of the year we had a stay over camp for one or
two weeks. Campers would come for that period of time, participate in a lot
of the activities, then go home again. Of course, they stayed overnight
then, and I met a lot of campers that way. One of the most interesting, and
sexy events for this group, happened when we let them learn how to ride
horses.

The very first group, 5 boys from 9 to 12 years old, were all staying from
June 1 through June 15th. I and one of the junior counselors (an older
teenage boy with horse experience) took the boys out to the riding arena
for a few hours the first day, to get them used to the horses (old sway
backs, mainly). Then the next day we took them on a fairly simple trail
ride. Finally, the 3rd day, we took them on a longer terrain over some
pretty broken terrain.

Well, you know that when a horse takes a rider over broken terrain, the
rider's going to be exposed to a lot of bumps, especially if he's a novice
rider and doesn't know how to shift his weight! After we got back from the
3rd day's ride, the boys went off to shower and then dress for dinner. I'd
be lying if I said that these weren't a cute bunch of boys. They all
exemplified everything that's beautiful about a boy, especially sexually.

I thought about how nice it'd be to have all five boys naked in one of the
cabin showers, soaping them up, lathering up their cute round asses, their
little cocks as they started perking up (and my experience with the summer
campers had shown me that ANY naked boy rubbed the right way would pop a
woody in milliseconds), their soft, warm lips against mine.......

But I also knew that the chances of us getting together were slim to
none. They weren't necessarily inclined as I was toward other males, since
they were mostly in state or locals, and trust was a big factor in my
relationships with campers. As an adult, I owed them that. Anyway, in spite
of my self control, my imagination was running riot picturing the boys
naked.

At dinner these five boys were as boisterous as the others, playing and
laughing noisily, but I noticed a few of them wincing if they suddenly
shifted their weight in their chairs. I suspected that a few of them might
have saddle sores from their "rough ride." As it turned out, I was righter
than I knew. After dinner, I attended to closing up the camp for the night,
and saw to it that all the campers were in their cabins, if not in their
own beds.

About midnight, 2 hours after lights out, I heard a light tapping at my
door. When I opened it, I saw it was one of the two week campers from the
trail ride, a 12 year old named David. "Mister McCumber, we're hurting real
bad from the horses today. Can you do something?" He said.

I looked down at his 5' 2" frame and his tousled blonde hair. "What's the
matter, son? Where does it hurt?"

"Right here," he said, rubbing his inner thighs and his cute butt, its
outline clearly visible through his PJs.  "It's kinda sore....."

"Okay, lay over my lap and let me take a look at it," I said. He lay across
my lap after I seated myself, and I gently pulled his pajama bottoms all
the way to the floor. "I need to look at your inner thighs, David, so
that's why I pulled them all the way off, okay?" He nodded assent, and I
turned to inspect him.

He had the most perfectly rounded little butt I had ever seen, both cheeks
orbs of delight, but I could see slight bruising where his butt cheeks had
bounced too roughly off the saddle. No wonder he was sore! I gently pried
his legs apart, and he lifted up his cute ass to allow me to move him. His
little prick, around 2-3" long, was starting to flex out, as his body
reacted to being touched in a sexually sensitive area. His balls were tiny,
draped upside down over his dick, and of course, completely hairless.

As his thighs moved apart, naturally his ass cheeks did too. My interested
eye followed, and I could plainly see his dewy opening between his butt
cheeks, glowing bright pink, and puckered. There was not a trace of shit
around the hole, somewhat unusual given the sloppy sanitary habits of young
boys. I reluctantly turned away from his attractive ass, and inspected his
inner thighs. They were rubbed a bright pink from chafing, no doubt as he
bounced up and down all day.

"David, I'm going to need to rub a soothing lotion on your bottom, and
inside your thighs. You're chafed and bruised from riding. Is that okay?"

"Sure, sir, if it'll make it feel better," he replied.

"How many others are feeling sore?" I asked.

"Well, all of us," he replied, looking surprised. "Everyone on the trail
ride."

"All 5 of you?" I asked.

"Yah," he replied.

"Well, okay, guess I'd better bring a LOT of lotion," I said. David got up,
and gingerly pulled up his pajama bottoms. "I'll walk you back to the
cabin," I said, after I returned with lotion from the first aid kit. We
walked back together to his cabin, which also housed the other nine, and
fortunately it was only a short walk. As we entered it was silent, with the
lights out.

I whispered, "Are you boys awake?" I heard a chorus of "Yessirs," and I
said, "I understand y'all are pretty sore. I've got a lotion that'll make
that feel better. Anybody want some?" They all quietly cheered, and said
that they "sure did want it!"

"Okay then, I guess we'll put it on y'all, then. There isn't any private
place in here, and I need to have your pj bottoms down to apply it - is
that a problem for anybody?" I said.

A chorus of "No" emphasized their lack of objections. "David, do you want
to go first? After all, I've already seen your butt."

"Sure," he said, as he limped over to me. I was standing in the middle of
the room, and I spotted an armless chair that I thought would be perfect
for this. I pulled it into the center of the room, and sat down. Partting
my lap, I said, "Okay, David." He slowly pulled his pajama bottoms down,
exposing his little dick, and in turning, his sweet little rosy, round
ass. "Take your bottoms all the way off," I instructed him, "so that I can
get the lotion in where you need it." I was already popping a woody at this
beautiful sight. God, what an ass this boy had!

David then meekly lay down on my lap, on his tummy, his butt directly in
front of me. I caressed the flesh of his bottom lightly, briefly, then took
a dollop of the lotion and gingerly applied it to the rounded orbs of his
young bottom. He sighed then, I guess from the cool lotion as well as the
touch of a man's hand on a part of him that was not likely touched often by
others. I slowly rubbed the lotion into his skin, the silky feel of his
skin intoxicating me.

David sighed again, this time louder, and his legs splayed themselves
reflexively, his sweet anus exposing itself to me, glistening in the faint
light of the room. I heard a stir from the other boys, and when I glanced
over at them, their eyes were transfixed on David's cute ass, their own
hands hovering near their crotches. It seemed the boys were becoming
excited, too!

"Umm, it hurts inside there, too," David hinted.

"You mean there?" I asked, lightly touching near his rosy pink anus. His
pucker twitched several times, showing off a small view of his pink
interior.

"Yeah, oh yeah," he sighed. I spread some of the excess lotion into his
hole, then slowly spread it over his puckered boy hole muscle, my index
finger slowly slipping inside. "Ahhh," he sighed again, "that feels so much
better." His sweet little bottom began rotating under my touch as his
sexual heat increased. "Deeper," he moaned.

His meaning was clear, emphasized by the hard on between his legs that was
pressing against my thigh.  I slipped my finger all the way inside his
tight, hot hole, and I heard a gasp from the bunks. To my surprise, the
other 4 boys were furiously stroking their cocks through their pjs,
enjoying the show. I smiled to myself, but returned to David's pleasure. I
slowly began stroking in and out of David's warm hole, enjoying the grip of
his anus on my finger, as it was clear he didn't want the pleasure of a
finger fucking of his boi cunt to stop.

"How's that feel David, is that better?" I cooed, continuing the stroking
of the inside of David's hot little ass.

"Uhh, yeah, it feels.....really good. Uhh, better," he said. "Please don't
stop!"

"Do you like this?" I said, slowing the fucking.

`Yes, I mean no, please, faster!" He gasped. I heard one of the boys grunt,
and I looked up to see a spreading wet spot on the front of his pjs. The
boy smiled back at me sheepishly, and I said, "You'd better pull down your
bottoms to keep them from getting sticky. The rest of you too." The boys
hustled to pull down their bottoms, and I was rewarded by seeing a thread
of whitish fluid dripping out of the cock of the boy who'd had a little
"accident." The others were all sporting hard ons, extending from about 2"
to a boy with a full 6".

I returned to David, and now more openly attended to his sexual pleasure. I
reached under his smooth hips, and pulled his stiff 4" cock backwards,
gently, stroking the upper 2" from tip to about midway down the shaft. His
rod was leaking slightly, and I suspected he'd only started his wet cums
recently.  My fingers were slippery with the lotion, and I quickly frigged
his cock to bring him to orgasm, and he soon shot his load in my waiting
hand.

I held his creamy white gift nestled in my palm up to the others' sight,
and told them, "This is the very best lotion to rub into your sore spots,"
then slathered it over his perky butt, rubbing his sweet cream into his ass
cheeks and also into his hole. David had a clear idea by that point what we
were both up to, and sighed loudly. "That was a better cum than even when I
rub myself, "he announced, so that the others could hear. "I really want to
feel like that again!"

"As young as you are, David, I don't think it'll be long before you CAN cum
again. But now it's someone else's turn. Who's next?" The boys almost
knocked each other over in their rush to bring their naked bodies over to
me. I selected a little 9 year old with tousled brown hair and green eyes,
who gave me a lovely smile.

"What's your name, son?" I asked. "Peter," he replied.

"Peter, you're very beautiful," I said. "May I kiss you?"

"Oh yes," he sighed, and quickly settled his bare bottom in my
lap. Throwing his small arms around my neck, he lifted his face up to mine
to be kissed. I gently brought my lips to his, and was rewarded with the
feel of the softest, warmest lips I've ever tasted. We joined our breath
together, and were breathing as one. My hand went to his 2" boner, and
gently stroked it, coaxing yet another inch out of it. I could feel him
moan into my mouth as I stroked his young boy's shaft, and his small,
hairless balls in their wrinkled sack.

Peter quickly came, his body shuddering in my embrace, but producing no
sperm or other liquid, his kiss becoming extremely sloppy as the sensations
overwhelmed him. His mouth lingered on mine, his breath warm and sweet,
then I pulled back and said, "Did you enjoy that, Peter?"

"Oh, YES sir," he breathed. "But my bottom, it still hurts," he reminded me
with a slight grin.

"Oh yes," I said, "we can't forget your bottom. Turn over in my lap,
darling," I said. "But first, let me make myself comfortable, too." I stood
Peter up, then rose myself and unbuckled my belt and unsnapped my
jeans. Letting the zipper down, I dropped my jeans to the floor and stepped
out of them.  My cock was tenting out my jeans with my hard on, and leaking
at the tip, wetting the fabric. Looking at the boys, I said, "Do you mind
if I......?"

They all smiled, and nodded their assent, their eyes fixed on my crotch. I
put my hands on the waistband and shimmied them down my thighs. Their eyes
widened when they saw my 8" dick pop out of my underpants, and I thought
I'd give them more of a show by turning around and bending over to kick my
underpants off my feet, exposing my tight brown hole, between my rounded
ass cheeks. I knew their eyes would be locked on me there. I wondered what
it would feel like to have one or more of their little tongues on my hole,
and shuddered with a pleasure of anticipation.

Turning back to Peter, I chuckled to see his little dick hard again, and
his mouth open with awe.  "C'mon Peter," I said, "lets finish up your
"treatment." I sat back down, and Peter laid himself across my boner, his
little hand "accidentally" resting between our bodies, next to my hard
cock. I began applying lotion to his cute round bottom, and he quickly
responded, drawing his breath in sharply, and rotating his hips against my
cock, his fingers twitching against my hardness.

I whispered, "It's okay, you can touch it all you like." He responded by
wrapping his small fingers about a third of the way down my shaft, and
gently squeezing in a rhythmic fashion. I quickly centered my hand on his
cute boi hole, and let my greased finger both lubricate him and widen
him. Peter moaned with pleasure, his hard cock poking into my bare thigh,
and I slowly finger fucked him, too.

"That feels SO nice sir! Please, poke me deeper, please sir! Your finger
makes me feel so full, and so nice!!" Peter was drooling slightly onto my
leg as his mouth salivated with pleasure. I finger fucked him with abandon,
my fingers (two now) ramming in and out of his deliciously tight hole. I
looked up to see David standing by Peter's head, his cute cock now perking
up again. He was pressing it againsy Peter's face, and Peter looked a
little confused.

"Open your mouth, Peter," I said, "and let him put it in your mouth. David,
be careful with Peter's mouth." Peter tentatively parted his lips, and the
pink plum-shaped head of David's cock passed between them. David sucked in
his breath as he felt the warmth and friction of Peter's mouth on his
dick. "Damn, that really feels good!" He exclaimed. "Oops, sorry, I'm not
s'posed to say `damn,'" he finished, sheepishly.

"That's okay, David," I said. "Having your cock sucked does make you tend
to forget yourself."  Meanwhile, my fingers were still reveling in the
silkiness, the heat and the tightness of young Peter's nine year old ass
hole.

David described his feelings for the other boys. "Oh, god, yeah! Suck my
cock, Peter! Uhh! Yeah!!  Your hot tongue tickles my dick, suck up my cum,
it's leaking out into your mouth! UHH!! Yeah!!  Tickle my balls, yeah, feel
`em with your fingertips!! Suck me, cocksucker faggot!!" I could tell both
Peter and David were getting more and more excited, by the way their little
butts were wiggling around.  I felt hot breath on my back and shoulders,
and I noticed the other 3 boys were standing behind me, their hands on my
shoulders and back, copping feels, their naked chests and stomachs pressed
against my back.

One of the boys, an 11 year old redhead named Mike, leaned over, his sweet
breath against my throat, and asked if he could kiss me. Our lips joined in
blissful surrender, his tongue quickly entering my mouth, his hand running
across my chest, pausing at my nipples. I sighed into his mouth, then
directed him around to between Peter's legs. He hustled over, then I took
my fingers out of Peter's cute ass, and grasped Mike's 4" cock in my hand,
steering it towards Peter's sweet little furrow.

"I want you to fuck Peter's tight little hole, Mike," I said.

"Sure," said Mike. "Please, fuck my bottom," begged Peter. Mike moved in
closer, his little dick plugging into Peter's willing hole, and slowly
began forcing himself inside Peter's well-lubricated hole.

"Unnh!  It hurts!!" Peter exclaimed.

"Do you want him to stop?" I asked with concern. My hand was resting on
Peter's sweet round ass, while Mike's hard cock penetrated him. The feel of
Peter's firm young butt in my hand was exciting.

"NO!! I want him to fuck me HARDER!!" Peter said."UHH!! YEAH!! FUCK MY
BOTTOM, MIKEY!!!! Cum in my ass!! Dick me!!!" To be honest, I was shocked
to hear Peter using these words. I formed my hand into an -O- shape, so
that Mike's firm cock was running through my fingers as he slammed into
Peter's ripe young rear end, then withdrew again........

