Groomed into a Boi Slut at Summer Camp: Chapter 1

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Groomed into a Boi Slut at Summer Camp: Chapter 1When I was younger, I spent a few summers at an all-boys summer camp. I hated it there, but my parents made me go. The other boys would pick on me because I was so much smaller than them. They also picked on me because they caught me masturbating in bed one night and told the other counselors. I had recently started getting regular erections and had discovered masturbation within the past few weeks, and was just coming to terms with sexual thoughts. They called me a pervert and told the other counselors. I was small for my age, skinny, and a total loner. We were assigned a counselor who oversaw a cohort of the boys there, depending on what cabin we were in. Ours happened to also be the head of the camp, who slept in a private cabin next door. His name was Joe. He was a large man, I’d guess 6′ 3″, tan skin bald head and gray goatee, built like a linebacker. I’d guess he was between 45-55 yrs old. He wore tight shirts and shorts that showed off his impressive physique. I would often notice the prominent bulge in his pants, and the other camp boys would often joke about it behind his back. He showed special interest in me, so while the other boys were playing together, he would spend more time with me. I felt so special! The head of the camp was spending time alone with me, I thought. He would always call me “boy”, saying it was my nickname, the only one he gave anyone. It felt special. He would always ask me for hugs or rub my shoulders while he stood behind me, asking me if I liked the shoulder rubs, that I was special because no one else go them. I always told him yes with a smile, and it was true! I liked the attention because i didn’t get it anywhere else, and I loved the special treatment. Sometimes while getting my shoulder rubs, i would feel his huge body press against mine, his crotch at the level of my back. Sometimes I though i felt him rub up against me. He started rubbing my legs too, first my knees, but when i told him it was fine, he worked his way up my thigh. He told me he did it because I was his favorite boy. I loved that. He started with rubbing my legs through my shorts, but after a bit, he grew bolder, and he started reaching his hand up my shorts to feel my smooth bare skin. He would do this when I was reading a book, or drawing, or while we ate together alone. I never stopped any of his advances. Frankly, I loved his touch. His huge warm hands felt so good rubbing and massaging my tiny legs and looked forward to his touch. He was always gentle. Sometimes as he rubbed, I would get an erection, and would grow embarrassed at my body’s reaction, but I knew my erection was well hidden in my tight briefs, so I would ignore it. Joe was my idol and I never wanted to disappoint him. Joe told the other counselors that he made a tailored camp esenyurt escort schedule for me since I was being bullied and didn’t enjoy the usual camp activities, and he didn’t receive any push back from the other counselors, obviously because he was in charge. Because of this, I would have hours alone with him. We would go hiking alone, examine plants and a****ls, play games. One day, he told me we were going to go hike to a lake that was farther than we’d ever hiked before, about 2 hours one way. He asked if I was up for it, and of course I said yes. The next morning was a muggy sunny day, in the mid 90s. We spent all morning hiking in the hot sun. By the time got to the lake, we were both soaked in sweat, our clothes drenched, exhausted. The lake was small, with still clear water. “Man, is it hot!” he said, and he quickly pulled off his shirt, showing of his chiseled hairy chest, his torso glistening with sweat as it dripped down his belly to his shorts. I could immediately smell his body odor, but I oddly didn’t mind it. He had tattoos all over his chest, usually hidden by his shirt. I found myself staring in awe. He looked like a superhero. “Much better, you should do the same, I recommend it,” he smiled, watching me watch him. Never wanting to disappoint, I quickly pulled off my shirt too, exposing my tiny hairless frame. I thought I heard him growl but wasn’t positive. I looked at him meekly, and he told me to sit next to him as we watched the water. The smell of his sweaty was strong, but I realized I was starting to enjoy it, it smelled masculine, and I found myself inhaling deeply to take the scent in. We sat for a few minutes as the sun continued to beat down on us as we looked on to the lake while we drank water and ate some snacks. “You know what we should do? Go for a swim” he grinned. “But I didn’t bring any swim trunks” I explained. “Neither did I, but we got our underwear, right? And we can dry off in the sun after. Come on, it will feel amazing” Within a second he sprang to his feet next to me, and with his back facing me as he took his shorts off. I watched him undress. His legs were as big as tree trunks, rippling with muscles. His butt was large, round and only partially covered with a pair of sweaty white briefs, I could see his crack outlined through the thin wet material. He turned around and stood over me, with one of his massive legs on either side of own as I sat on the grass looking up at him. Between his thick legs, he had a massive bulge that was struggling to be contained behind the thinly stretched fabric. His briefs were half soaked in sweat, making the material semitransparent in parts, and I could clearly see the outline of his huge thick cock smooshed against his balls size of chicken eggs. Immediately I smelled a more potent, avrupa yakası escort muskier smell, and I could only imagine it was coming from his loins. I couldn’t look away from his huge bulge a foot away from my face, and in that instance I felt my own cock swell again. It was so incredibly big, it looked like a sock stuffed in his briefs. He watched me stare at his fat bulge without saying anything, just smirking. Finally I realized he was watching me transfixed on his huge bulge, and I averted my gaze, embarrassed. He laughed “Hey, no need to be embarrassed, it’s totally natural, totally normal to look, nothing to worry about at all” he purred, “come on, your turn” He picked me up of the ground onto my feet like I was a feather, then he crouched down in front of me. Before I could protest, he pulled down my shorts, stripping me down to my briefs. He stayed crouched in front of me, staring at my throbbing erection pinned against my briefs, fighting against the fabric. I heard him sigh and felt his breath against my naked thighs. I was frozen in complete embarrassment…now he would think I was a pervert too, just like the other camp boys! “Oh no! I am so sorry! I am so sorry!” I cried as I tried to cover up my throbbing cock with my hands and closed my legs the best I could. “Hey, that is a totally normal reaction when looking at another man’s body, you have no reason to be embarrassed, especially at your age. I’m not offended, in fact, I’m flattered!” he said with a smile “Really?” I said looking up at him, almost to tears “Really, I’m flattered, so you have no reason to cover up like that, nothing to be ashamed of, you should be proud”. He rose to his feet and stood behind me. He grasped my wrists in his powerful hands and placed them at my sides, gently pinning them there as I tried to fight him briefly, still too embarrassed, but his strength was incredible and my hands remained pinned, but he never hurt me. As he held me there in the hot sun, I could feel his massive bulge pressing against my back, getting rubbed up and down, side to side as squirmed against him. I could smell his potent body odor fill my nostril, and felt his sweat drip from his chest onto my shoulder, all of which only made my cock throb harder than ever. “Hey, relax” he said, calmly but firmly. I stopped squirming against him, and accepted that Joe had seen my erection, and that he was truly okay with it. I took a deep breath and looked down—my cock was pinned to the left an violently throbbing against my thin briefs. My briefs covering my cock head were soaked in a clear viscous fluid, I gasped when I saw it, thinking I may have wet myself. “It’s okay,” cooed Joe, taking his hands off my wrists, and placing them on my shoulders, anadolu yakası escort rubbing them. “It’s just precum, it just means your body feels really happy, and you are excited and like what’s happening. It happens to me a lot too.” “Really?” I said, slightly confused “Yeah….see? It’s happening to me too, and I’m not embarrassed, it just means I’m having a lot of fun playing with you…it’s my body showing you that it likes you” Immediately my mind was focused on the sensation of Joe’s bulge pressed against my back. Even in the mid day summer sun, could feel the heat off his cock pulsing against my back. I felt the pressure from it increase, grow firmer, and spread. It felt like a hot baseball bat against my back, and soon it could feel it throbbing. “Ohhh, yeah I dooo! I’m glad” I purred. All my embarrassment and fear immediately evaporated and was replaced with pure content and satisfaction. Joe–my idol, my hero—was also getting hard…because of me! It no longer felt wrong. In fact, I was extremely pleased with myself, that I could make him react like he made me react. I let him massage shoulders As Joe rubbed my shoulders, I felt him widen his stance and sink lower in his hips. His cock, which was intially pressed against my back, was now firmly pressed against my ass. I could feel him grind his hips into me, and felt his cock press against my ass through my briefs “You make me feel so good, boy, do you like making me feel good?” “I do, I do Joe, I am so glad I do” I said with my eyes closed, I realized I was also gently grinding back against him too. “Oh I can tell you do, you’re such a good boy, you’re a pleaser and its so great” He growled “I want to be good” I said, as I enjoyed the sensation of his fat cock was throbbing powerfully against my tiny ass. Suddenly, he pushed off from me. “Come on, let’s go swimming” I was in a daze. “What happened, why did you stop?” I asked looking up at him, slightly concerned. “Boy you’re just making me too excited, we cant use up all the excitement in one go! I think that’s enough fun for an afternoon” He said with a laugh I turned to face him and gasped at the sight of him. His cock, which already struggled to stay contained in his briefs when he was soft, was now rock hard had snaked its way up the left side of his briefs and was pinned there beneath his boxers. His briefs were totally soaked and now basically transparent, and his throbbing pole was on full display. It was as big as my forearm, and its purple cockhead throbbed at the end beneath the thin sheen of his briefs. Precum was oozing through his briefs and dripping down his thigh in thick strands. His shaft throbbed against the sweat soaked fabric, its thick veins pulsing like fingers. Both his balls were clearly outlined, like two eggs caught in shrink wrap. The musky smell was almost intoxicating as I felt myself throb. “See what you did to me?” He grinned as he watched me stare in awe. I was so pleased with myself! I grinned in pleasure. “Your body likes me,” I said, watching him throb. I had to fight the urge to not grab his fat dick…. “It sure does, come lets go swimming” And he went of into the water, and I followed behind obediently TO BE CONTINUED.

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