During the four years I was going to Cornell University, I worked every summer as a camp counselor at a very expensive camp in the Adirondacks in New York state. It was an enjoyable job, since it was working in the beautiful outdoors, the job was reasonably well-paid, with room and board included, and most of the kids, ages 15-18, were pleasant enough to han...
There are some prof's and TA's that make taking classes a whole lot nicer. I've always had a bit of a teacher fantasy. It seems so much easier to listen to the lecture material when you're staring at a great ass or muscular chest. There is this one professor in particular, Dr. David Dresden, who is very easy to listen to. Dr. Dresden is a tallish man, about...
Before I knew better I thought a Nudist Camp would be a great place to expose myself. I soon learned that at nudist camps you cannot walk around with a hard on or even a partial hard on. Actually it's pretty difficult to get a hard on when no one around you is paying any attention to the fact that you are naked. There are no shocked looks. No giggles. No ten...
There are no graphic sex scenes in this story. Sorry, please look to other authors for that type of reading. The events depicted in this tale are based on true life. Names have been changed to protect the guilty. I have taken some literary license to tell this story. I dedicate this story to KK from Texas. The explanation for why is given at the end of the...
Taylor, Dear fucking god your letter made me so horny! I'm sorry I didn't write before now. The boy's camp has been so busy, it's crazy. First off, I got a different job. On the very first day, I was asked to work in the office and I stupidly said yes. This means instead of being outside sun tanning and fixing things, I'm inside doing computer work. There i...
I was eighteen when I was introduced to bisexuality. I was working at a sci-fi bookstore. It was just before summer break when Ken and Diane came in to stock up for their vacation. As usual they looked great. Ken is 35, six feet tall, broad shoulder and had muscles everywhere, just your basic hunk. Diane is 30, five-ten, shoulder length chestnut hair, waterm...
How It Started I've never had shame. By that, I hated to wear clothing in the summer, or when the house was too warm. It started when I hit puberty and did not stop! Another thing that made people scratch their heads was the fact I was a bookworm. Books and magazines were my escape. Escape from being a middle child. Escape from being told I had "so much po...
I never really enjoyed going to camp growing up, so I'm not sure why I made the decision in the spring of 1995 to become a counselor that summer. I suppose I could blame it on pressure from my parents to get a summer job, or my dad's insistence that being a counselor could teach me valuable leadership skills before my freshman year of college began that fall...
(This is the back story to Summer Camp Lessons: Part One. It is a tale of how Kenny first got into trouble at camp.) Kenny always felt different than the other boys, always felt there was a part of him, a big part of him, that made him special. He noticed this development when he was barely in high school, noticed that his body had taken on a different for...
Well, that was that. The last log- the huge campfire seemed to rise to the sky, or at least to the Zip-line, our goal. We had toiled for ages, it seemed, over those logs. We were both misfits in a summer camp full of Jocks- twelve year old theater kids who loved the outdoors. It seemed that everyone else in that place thought that I was a dyke because of my...