Nicholas at camp

I could feel the pleasure intensifying and my body heating up as if I was blushing all over. I began breathing raggedly, slowly, through the back of my throat. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes, continuing my steady massage of his member. I felt myself being pushed over the edge, and with a loan groan, I shot a wad of cum against Nicholas’s leg. I shot two, three, four more good blasts before I started tapering off. I opened my eyes and looked and Nicholas. His face was red and his brow was furrowed. I felt his cock begin to buck under my touch and a moment later I felt a splash of hot cum hit my leg and dribble down. This was accompanied by four more shots before he pulled away and flattened his back against the wall next to me.
“Whew,” He said, “Thanks I needed that.” He then stepped under the spray of water and began to wash my cum off as if nothing had happened. I stood there blinking for a moment before I glanced down at my leg and noticed Nicholas’s cum that had run down my leg to the floor. I glanced up at Nicholas and made sure he was looking away then reached down and scooped up a finger full of cum and put it in my mouth. It was salty and sweet, familiar and exotic, like déjà vu, I felt like I had tasted this before, somewhere, but the flavor unlike anything I had ever encountered. I swallowed. 

Nicholas spent most of the next four days together. Our shower encounter seemed forgotten and neither of us brought it up. I began to wonder if I had read something into the situation that, in fact, did not exist there. 
We were out walking in the forested areas that surrounded the camp when we came across a clearing that was, probably, five yards squared, allowing the sun to filter down. Nicholas suggested we stop and sit down for a while, and since I had no reason not to, I agreed.
We sat on the ground in the middle of the clearing, lay back, closed our eyes and let the sun warm our faces. I heard a slight rustling near me and opened my eyes. The sun was glaring down at me and I squinted to avoid being blinded. Suddenly the sun was eclipsed by Nicholas’s head, looking down at me. I stared wordlessly up at his silhouetted face as it drew closer. My eyes widened as I realized what he was doing, then I felt the warm touch as his lips pressed against mine.
At first, I was terrified, at first I wanted to shove him away and run off until I found a highway or a house or some sign of civilization. But the longer I remained in his embrace, the more comforting it seemed. Here in the woods, I didn’t have to worry about what people thought, I didn’t have to worry about impressing girls or being a certain way. Here with Nicholas all I had to be was present. 

I felt the weight as his body slowly sank down on top of mine. I began kissing him back, slowly inserting my tongue into his mouth. I felt his erection pressing at my crotch through his jeans and I felt my erection pressing equally as hard against my jeans.
I threw my arm around his shoulder and placed it on the back of his head, pressing his head into mine. Our tongues locked, released and locked again, playing a game of Cat and Mouse inside our mouths. 
I felt him begin grinding his crotch against mine, softy at first, then harder and harder. I began grinding back. Then I felt his fingers on the button of my jeans. I started and broke our kiss. He looked down at me with a questioning expression. I glanced down at our crotches, at the lump of our erect members, and the dark stains of pre-cum that had stained our pants.
I scrambled up and began brushing myself off.
“Um, I think we’d better get back to camp, now,” I said, stuttering slightly, “The, um, dinner will be ready soon and we don’t want to miss it.”
I headed off into the forest at a extended pace. Nicholas scrambled after me and soon joined me, matching my gait. We walked back to the camp in silence. 

That night I lay in the bunk after the lights had been doused, thinking. Something about Nicholas going for my pants made me nervous. Prior to a few days ago, I had never looked on another guy with lust in my eyes, but Nicholas was different. He was unlike any guy I knew, or, for that matter, any girl. I needed to make a choice.

The next day I suggested to Nicholas that we request permission to go on a day trip to one of the other two lakes that were part of the camp’s grounds. The other lakes were used for recreational fishing, canoeing and, occasionally, for overnight camping trips. However, to get to these lakes you had to portage over at least one considerable span between Lake Main and whichever of the lakes you choose to enter. This discouraged most of the other campers from venturing out into their waters. But if you needed privacy they were the perfect place.
The camp director approved our trip for nine hours, from nine in the morning to six in the evening. We were given everything we’d need (and more) including food and signal flares.
Two days later on Sunday, we headed out, paddling a truly heinous canoe. We crossed the waters of Lake Main and then portaged over to Nut Lake, the longest away from the camp. We then paddled around looking for a place to beach the canoe. We finally found a inlet with a huge rock that sloped down to the water and pulled the canoe up on it.
Nicholas suggested that we sunbathe for a while until it was time for lunch. We stripped down to our bathing shorts and lay out on the rock, letting the sun cook us like giant lobsters.

We lay out there in an uncomfortable silence for almost thirty minutes. Finally I made up my mind as what to do. I rolled over, placing one hand on either side of Nicholas’s shoulders kissed him fervently. He opened his eyes with a mixture of shock and surprise. I continued kissing him as I slowly lowered my body down on top of his. I felt his tongue slowly penetrate into my mouth and I immediately attacked it with my own. 
We lay there kissing for what seemed like and eternity, but in truth was more like fifteen to twenty minutes. The Nicholas broke the kiss and stared at me. I felt a lump forming in my throat as I contemplated the reasons why he would stop.
“Do you love me?” He asked, quietly. I lay there stunned for a second wondering where that question had come from.
“Excuse me?”
“Do you love me?” He said again. “If a beautiful woman walked out of that water, naked, lay down on the rock and spread her leg for you, would you go to her?
I sat there for a mere second pondering, then I made my choice. I began inching my way down his body. When my hands encountered the band of his shorts I swept them down with me. I continued down until I lay between his legs, his erect penis rising up directly in front of me. I took a deep breath and brought my mouth down upon it.

I slowly took his member in inch by inch. At five inches I stopped and began to suck at it, slowly sucking in and out while I raised and lowered my head upon it. I played at the head with my tongue until it was in too deep, then I slurped at the shaft. I began to speed up, slurping faster, moving my head faster. Distantly I hear him moan but it was faint like my ears were full of water. I felt his hands on my head forcing me to take more of him into my mouth. I continued the motion, trying to pace myself, trying not to go too fast.
“Oh, God,” I heard him say, distantly, “Oh, my God I’m cumming! I’m cumming.” I heard him say, faint as a whisper.
I felt his cock begin to throb, and, in the back of my mind, I felt a faint surge of alarm, then my mouth filled with cum. I tried to swallow, but for some reason found it impossible. Cum filled my mouth, overflowing and dribbling down my chin. I managed to suck down a swallow and the taste flooded back to me. I could feel his cock being removed and someone rolling me over. I looked up as Nicholas kissed the cum off my chin and kissed my lips, sucking the cum from my teeth and tongue.
“Oh, my God,” He said, “That was beautiful.”
I smiled and sat up looking up and down his naked body. “It was, wasn’t it?” I said.
“I want you to take me.” He said this so quickly that it almost was overlooked as I moved to kiss him again.
“What’s that?” I said.
“I want you to take me,” He said again. “Up the ass. I want you inside of me.

The thought of having anal intercourse had never really occurred to me. Really. I just figured homosexual men did blowjobs and nothing else.
Nicholas lay back and spread his legs exposing his unshaven asshole. “Take me,” He said, “Take me hard.”
I took a deep breath contemplating how exactly to go about doing this. I tugged my shorts off and grabbed hold of my dick. I crawled between his legs and slowly guided it toward his tiny butt-hole. I made contact and began pushing my way in. My dick head hadn’t even entered all the way when I noticed the contorted look of pain on his features. I quickly pulled out.
“Are you okay?” I asked, worriedly.
“Yeah,” He replied, quietly, “Go on, don’t stop this time. I want your cum in me.”
I took a steadying breath and realigned my cock. I pushed the head in quickly, trying to ignore Nicholas’s pained look. I continued to push in until I was up to my hilt inside of him. It was then that I began to slowly bring it out, then back in, humping my butt as I thrust in and out, going harder and faster.
I looked up at Nicholas, as I used his shoulders to help propel me, the pained expression was gone and his eyes were closed. I continued to thrust inside of him for almost fifteen minutes, then I just couldn’t stand it anymore.

“I’m cumming,” I whispered through clenched teeth. “I’m cumming.”
I pulled halfway out then slammed myself back in, shooting a great wad of sperm in with it. I pulled most of the way out and shot a wad, then slammed back in and fired a third off. I slammed off a few more shots before collapsing, exhausted, on top of Nicholas, my dick still inside him.

Nicholas and I had many such excursions during the summer. After the camp was over we promised we’d e-mail each other and chat on-line all the time, and we did for three or four months, but slowly we tapered off and finally we ended it. After camp I broke up with my girlfriend and have never been with a woman since