Summer Camp Submission

Part I

            At the beginning of June I went off to Camp Ceder just like I had done for the past five summers. This summer I was in Bunk E-2 with all the other seventeen-year-old guys. Most of us were returning campers, and on arrival day we spent the bus ride up to camp bitching about how lame it was that they still made us live with a counselor. I mean, we didn’t need some asshole telling us what to do, tucking us in, and making sure we don’t get too close to the girl’s bunk. And odds are the counselor wouldn’t be much older than us, probably twenty-one or twenty-two, some jerkoff who couldn’t get a real summer job.

            When we finally arrived at the camp, we were led off the bus and introduced by the camp director to our new counselor/babysitter, Danny. Danny was, as we expected, twenty-one, and he was pretty weird looking. He was really skinny, and his face looked pale, almost like he was wearing a mask or something. And he had these really creepy dark eyes, like he was looking through us. I had him pegged as a fag the second I laid eyes on him. Looking back on it, I don’t remember finding him attractive at our first meeting.

            After brief introductions, we all grabbed our bags and followed Danny up the hill to our bunk. There were nine of us living in Bunk E-2 including Danny. There were two sets of bunk beds on the left and right walls of the cabin, and Danny’s bed was against the back wall in between them. We spent the afternoon unpacking, and then we went off to dinner. After dinner all the campers were supposed to spend the rest of the evening with their bunkmates playing getting-to-know-you games.

            Danny took us all down to a little spot on the beach and had us all sit around in a circle. Then we all took turns saying our name, where we lived, and two things we liked to do at camp. When it got to me, I said that my name was Ben Levi, I was from Princeton, New Jersey, and that two things I liked to do were sailing and Lindsey Wassermann. All the guys except Danny laughed. Lindsey was the camp slut, and last summer at one time or another she gave most of us our first blowjobs. Danny didn’t really seem to get the joke, though. Like I said, total fag.

            So then it was Danny’s turn. He said, “I’m Danny Hollister, I’m from Madison, Wisconsin, and I spend my free time kayaking and playing around as an amateur stage hypnotist.”

            We all just kinda stared at him in awe. I mean, we all had him pegged as a tool. He didn’t seem to get any of our jokes, he didn’t know anything about sports or music, he just seemed like some kinda theater queer or something. But hypnotism was some pretty cool shit. I had seen a hypnotist show once at some fundraiser for my older sister’s softball team when I was about ten, and I remember thinking how awesome it was when the guy had all those girls doing whatever he wanted. I think that was one of the first times I can remember getting an erection. So maybe Danny wasn’t gonna end up being such a jerkoff after all.

            Immediately Max Sherman said, “Yeah, right, you’re a fuckin’ hypnotist, dude. Whatever you say. Are you gonna try and hypnotize us or something? C’mon, do it, man. I bet you’re lying through your teeth.” Max was kind of an asshole, and he felt threatened whenever he wasn’t the center of attention.

            Danny said, “Sorry guys, the camp directors told me not to. I put on a little show one night for the counselors when we were all here for a week setting up for the summer, and the directors were like, ‘We don’t mind you putting on shows for the counselors, but you aren’t allowed to do anything to the campers.’ I think they’re afraid I’ll hypnotize some girl to get into her pants or something.”

            We all laughed, except Max. Of course, the second Danny mentioned getting into girls’ pants, we all started badgering him to get him to show us his hypnotism stuff. We told him he was a pussy if he listened to the camp directors. I think we all just wanted to learn how to hypnotize girls and make them wanna fuck us.

            Finally he said, “Okay, guys, I’m not gonna hypnotize anyone tonight, but if you want I can show you a really cool relaxation exercise that’s kinda like hypnosis.”

            We all agreed, and he told us to all pick a comfortable spot and lie down on the sand. He had us close our eyes and listen to the sound of the wind blowing through the trees. He told us to breathe deep and relax, to feel our bodies melting into the sand, to feel all the tension draining out of our bodies each time we exhaled. I kept thinking about hypnotizing Lindsey Wasserman into giving me another blowjob, and I hoped that Danny didn’t notice my boner tenting in my shorts. He kept on having us breathe and relax, and soon my mind started drifting off, and I couldn’t focus on what he was saying any more, I just felt really calm and peaceful and heavy and…

“Wake up, guys!”

It was Danny’s voice.

Suddenly I opened my eyes. It took me a while to remember where I was. It was still the beach, and it was still dark out. I must have been so relaxed that I fell asleep, I thought. I sat up and looked around. Danny was standing over me and staring right at me, as were most of the other guys in my bunk. I noticed that Max and Adam Goldman were the only other guys from my bunk who were just waking up. Adam stretched out and yawned. Max looked totally out of it.

“Max, Ben, Adam, I think you guys were a little bit too relaxed back there. You were so zonked out that when I ended the relaxation exercise y’all just kept on lying there. I’m guessing you won’t have any trouble sleeping tonight!” Danny said.

“Yeah,” I mumbled back. I was still feeling really wiped, like I could just lie back down and sleep until morning. But Danny had us all get up and head back to the bunk for the night. I was still in a fog when I finally climbed into my bed for the night to go to sleep.

Part II.

I knew pretty much immediately that what I was seeing had to be a dream. I was back on the beach lying down in the sand, only now it wasn’t night anymore, it was more like dusk. I was wearing a pair of swim trunks and an open Hawaiian shirt, showing off my reasonably toned body (I didn’t really work out, but I jogged and swam a lot so I had a pretty decent body). Suddenly Lindsey Wasserman appears out of nowhere and starts walking towards me. Time is all weird, I see her walking for miles and miles along the beach, swaying her hips, her breasts bouncing up and down, but then she’s standing over me and only a few seconds have gone by. She kneels down and climbs on top of me, and she’s wearing a long flowing green silk dress, and I’m lost in the folds of the dress, and then I realize that I’m naked and the silk from the dress is caressing every part of my body. I immediately feel myself getting hard, but I’m covered by the fabric, so I can’t see myself or Lindsey anymore, I just feel her weight pressing against me, her lips kissing my chest through the silk. I reach up with my hands struggling through the folds of the fabric, and each hand finds a nice firm breast, and I caress the soft flesh of each breast. The flesh is somehow softer than the silk lips kissing my chest, but at the same time each breast is plump, and the nipples are rock hard as I tease them with my fingers. I try to sit up and meet her lips with my own, but instead my lips find themselves licking a hot, wet pussy. It’s so wet that it drips all over my lips and face and starts running down my neck to my bare chest. I’m massaging the clit with my tongue, still kneading the breasts with both hands when I realize that there’s way too many body parts for there to be just one girl here. And then a gust of wind blows the silk dress away into the ocean.

            I can’t see the sand on the beach anymore because all I can see are naked women. In all directions, naked women, all lying on top of each other, all heaving and moaning and touching themselves and each other and me. Every girl in high school that I ever fantasized about, every Playmate that I ever jerked off to, all of my sister’s friends, my mother’s friends, the waitresses at the pizza place near my house. All of them were just rubbing and sucking each other and fingering each others’ pussies, and they were kissing me and rubbing their tits against my chest.

            I lie back onto the sand, and then the women all lean over me like a canopy. I reach out and my hands manage to find nice firm breasts again, I can’t tell whose. And three or four of them squat over my face, and the smell of their pussies makes me that much hornier. I stick out my tongue and stick it into several pussies, and each tastes different, some like chocolate, some like raspberries, some like caramel, some like butter, and I’m just drinking it all in, my tongue totally drenched in pussy juice.

            I can feel someone licking my balls, then gently sucking on my ball sac, massaging my “taint” with their tongue. Then the tongue licks my shaft in short teasing strokes, and I’m so hard I can feel the precum starting to run down the shaft. It feels amazing! Finally the mouth closes around the head of my dick and begins sucking, running the tongue around the base of the head. It feels so good I unconsciously start arching my back, and as I let out a moan my tongue vibrates against one of the pussies that I’ve been exploring. The mouth around my cock begins to go lower and starts deep throating me. It’s sucking me so hard, and it’s so wet, and I feel myself getting closer to cumming. The mouth works my shaft, and I start moaning harder, waves of pleasure running through my body, and suddenly pussy juice starts pouring out of all the pussies over my head like a waterfall, and I’m bathed in pussy juice, and I feel tits and nipples and legs and mouths rubbing against every part of my body. And the mouth working on my cock begins to suck even harder, taking me even deeper and deeper into the throat, and I look down through the crowd of bodies, and I see that it’s Danny sucking me off. He’s naked too, and he looks even skinnier than he did in real life. And I’m in such ecstasy that I don’t even care, and I just lean back, begin sucking on more pussy, massaging more breasts with my hands, letting him suck me off. I’m breathing heavier and heavier, my cock feels like it’s ready to burst, and finally I can’t hold back any longer. I cum harder than I’ve ever cum before, I feel the jism surging through my cock, pumping out harder and faster than ever before. I can’t help myself, I give a little moan every time I shoot until I finally stop cumming.

And suddenly I’m awake. I’m lying in my bunk bed in E-2, and I can feel that I’ve just blown my load all over my boxers and my sheets and my chest. I can smell my own cum. And then I look around and notice that most of my bunkmates are standing in the middle of the bunk and staring at me. They’re all laughing, but they’re trying really hard to keep from laughing too loud.

            David Schwarz walks over to my bunk, sits on the edge of my bed, hands me a towel, and says, “Here, you’ll probably wanna clean yourself off with this. On the beach tonight when you and Adam and Max were out cold, Danny said that you all might be under enough to respond to some suggestions. So Danny told you guys that when you went to sleep tonight you would be really horny and you’d have the most erotic wet dream of your life. Danny went out for the night with the other counselors, but the rest of us decided to stay up and see if the suggestion worked. Guess it did.”

            I wiped the cum off my chest, and I got up to find a clean pair of boxers. I was still kinda in a fog, and I was still half-hard. I noticed that the other guys were all crowded around Max and Adam’s beds. Sure enough, there they were, fast asleep and moaning and heaving. Their dicks tented in their boxers and poked up from under their sheets, and even in the low light you could see precum soaking through their boxers onto the sheets. Adam worked out a lot, and his body was pretty buff and built up, but he just looked so vulnerable lying there in his underwear, totally unaware that we were watching him, that he was having a very private sex fantasy in front of all of his friends. Max was kinda fat, and he never really got much attention from the hot girls, although he never stopped trying. As I watched him get closer to cumming, I wondered what kinds of fantasies he was having about all the girls who rejected him. In his dream all the girls were probably totally hot for his chubby little body. Looking at his boner rising under the sheets, I noticed that he actually had a really large dick. I never noticed that before.

We watched them both in complete fascination. Finally, each in turn, first Adam, then Max, shot his load all over himself. Max even hit the underside of the bunk above his bed. As each woke up, our bunkmates told them what they had told me. The three of us tried to laugh off what happened, trying to forget thinking about how embarrassing it was to cum all over ourselves in front of our bunkmates. We eventually all tried to get back to sleep. But I never actually fell asleep. All I could do was think about how, in my ultimate sex fantasy, Danny was there sucking me off and making me cum harder than I’d ever cum before.

Part 3:

The next few days were pretty uneventful with one major exception. All the campers started going to activities during the day, and everyone began to get back into the summer camp routine. The only difference was that for me, every time I had a sexual thought, somehow I’d start thinking of Danny. I’d be down at the lake staring at Jessica Green in her new bikini, and suddenly I’d think of Danny soaping himself up in the showers that morning. As a matter of fact, the morning showers became a constant struggle not to stare at Danny, and I got really good at hiding my hard-on from the other guys. For obvious reasons I didn’t talk to anyone about my perpetual boner for my counselor.

One day I was having lunch with Adam. Normally Adam and I weren’t that close, mainly on account of him not having a sense of humor. Adam was really intense about everything; he worked out obsessively, maintained a strict diet of health food, stayed at soccer practice each day long after most of the other guys had gone back to the bunks, and spent the nights taking SAT practice tests. But occasionally the two of us ended up eating together, usually because none of our other friends were around. So the two of us were sitting at a table in a corner of the dining hall talking when suddenly Max walks through the door, spots us at the far table, and makes his way toward us.

“I was hoping I’d be able to find some time to talk to the two of you alone,” he said. “I wanna talk to you about Danny and about what he did to us.”

“What about it?” I replied. “We came, they saw, we got over it. And come on, it’s not like we haven’t seen you spooge before.” The previous summer a few of us had caught Max beating his meat in the shower. The rest of us were all toweling off outside when we heard Max let out an uncontrollable moan. We all ran back in just in time to watch him shoot all over the wall of the shower. For the rest of the summer we called him “Max On, Wacks Off.”

“Dude, I don’t give a shit about what the other guys saw us do. I’m more concerned about our skinny little hypno-fucker. I mean, think about it, he had us totally zonked out and doing whatever he said. How do we know he didn’t give us some post-hypnotic suggestion to put us under again? I think Danny’s a fucking faggot, and he’s gonna use his hypnotism shit to try and make us his personal butt-boys.”

Damn. I hadn’t thought about Danny hypnotizing us again, but now I was starting to wonder. Could Danny still be playing with my head? Is that why I kept having fantasies about his skinny little body?

“So what do you want us to do, man? You want us to give him a beat-down?” Adam said. “Give me a fuckin’ break, man, we’d be kicked out of camp in a second.”

“No, dumbass, I’m not talking about a beat-down. But I’m thinking, if he’s as queer as he looks, I’ll bet we can find something of his that’ll get him in trouble. Maybe some porn or a dildo or a butt plug or something. The camp director’s so uptight about sex that I bet we can find something that’ll get Danny fired. And then we don’t have to worry about him trying to turn us gay.”

Hard as it was to admit, what Max said made a whole lot of sense. I hadn’t been able to jerk off without thinking of Danny since the night he hypnotized us on the beach. At this rate I was worried that maybe I was going totally queer. Maybe getting rid of Danny was the answer. And besides, I was feeling very intrigued at the thought of going through Danny’s stuff and finding his personal porn stash. Something about finding Danny’s jerk-off mags seemed really really hot.

“Alright Max, I’m in,” I said. “We’ll try and find something to get Danny kicked out so none of us has to become his personal butt slave.”

“I’m in too,” Adam said sheepishly. Adam seemed really uncomfortable when we started talking about Danny, and I wondered if maybe he hadn’t been secretly fantasizing about him too. Maybe all three of us were getting off thinking about Danny, and maybe we were all too scared to admit it. Maybe that’s why we all agreed to help get him fired, because we were scared of how much he turned us on. Whatever the case, we all agreed to help send Danny packing.

Part 4:

The next day the three of us sneaked back to the bunk in the early afternoon when everyone else was at activities. We knew that Danny was scheduled to run the waterfront through the late afternoon, so that bought us some time. We began going through Danny’s things, looking for any sort of dirt. Having a substantial porn collection myself, I decided to check under Danny’s mattress (there’s gotta be some sort of genetic trait that leads all men to keep their porn under their mattresses). Sure enough I found a couple Abercrombie catalogues, an issue of Muscle Fitness, a bottle of moisturizer, and a cum stained sock. So here was his wanking arsenal. I showed it all to the other guys (Adam seemed really shocked that queers had a thing for Abercrombie catalogues. Adam was kinda an Abercrombie fashion plate, and I think he felt like his masculinity was threatened). We all agreed that softcore porn, even the gay variety, wouldn’t get Danny kicked out. There were plenty of bunks with posters of women in bikinis, so sexy pictures didn’t seem to be a problem for the camp director. What we needed was some real hardcore porn, something really dirty. We kept digging.

            After going through his shelves and his suitcases, we worried that we might find nothing. Then Max looked under Danny’s bed and found a shoebox pushed up against the back wall of the cabin and hidden under an extra blanket that Danny stashed under the bed. Max opened the box and said “Guys, I think we hit the jackpot. Looks like we found his personal collection of dirty photos.”

            Adam and I stood on either side of Max, and Max began to flip through the photos. Sure enough the first photo was a close-up of someone’s hard-on. Someone had their hand wrapped around the shaft like they’d been jerking it, and you could see some precum dripping from the head. The next photo was a close-up of someone’s spread ass-cheeks with someone’s tongue stuck in up the butt hole. Then there was a blurry photo of some guy lying on his back, completely naked, on the athletic field. It sorta looked like he might be beating meat, but it was too blurry to even make out a face.

            And then Max flipped to the next photo, still of the same naked guy in the field, but this time it was much clearer. And the guy in the field was me.

            “Holy shit!” I shouted. “That’s gotta be a fake. That never fucking happened!”

            “Maybe you just don’t remember it happening,” Max replied.

            Could I really have forgotten that? Did Danny put me under, bring me to the field, make me do some sick shit, and then make me forget? I don’t remember noticing any missing time.

            Max continued to flip through, very slowly now. There was a photo of me sucking off Danny. A photo of Danny doing me up the ass. And then we came to a photo of Max and Adam, also naked on the field, sucking each other off 69 style. The next photo was a close-up of Max sucking on one of Adam’s nipples and looking like he was really enjoying it. We got to a series of photos where Danny was standing up, completely naked, I was down on my knees rimming him from behind, and Max and Adam were kneeling in front of him working on his cock and making out with each other. As the photos progressed we all looked like we were getting more and more into it until finally Danny started cumming all over Max and Adam’s faces. Then photos of Adam making out with me lying on the ground, Danny’s cum dripping from Adam’s face onto mine. Then some photos of the two of us rolling over side by side on our backs, and Max standing over us and jerking off. There was a shot of Max cumming all over us. Then another one of Max collapsing on top of us, the cum getting all over him too. And finally, a photo of all three of us, totally unconscious, lying on top of each other, all covered in each other’s cum.

            “Like the photos?” Danny asked.

            We all spun around and saw Danny standing in the corner of the bunk.

            “You fucking faggot, what did you do to us?” Max shouted.

            “Nothing yet. You’ll notice that you can’t move from the place where you’re standing. And you’re starting to feel very relaxed, so relaxed that you don’t want to say a word, you just want to listen to my voice,” Danny said.

            The three of us let out uncontrollable yawns, and Max started sleepily rubbing his eyes. I tried to move, but my feet wouldn’t listen to me.

            “I’ve been standing here for quite a while, but I told the three of you not to notice me. Those pictures that you’re holding? Those are photos from my vacation in Italy and from my grandmother’s 80^th birthday. As you’ve been flipping through them, I’ve been standing here telling you what to see. We’ve never had a four-way on the athletic fields, but I told you guys that you would see us having one in these photos.”

            My head was feeling all cobwebby, but I made an effort to look back at the photos in Max’s hand. The photo that we were just looking at was now a photo of an old white-haired lady blowing out the candles from a birthday cake.

            “You guys are probably wondering what I’ve done to you. I bet it’s freaking you out that every time you get hard, you end up thinking of me. I bet that does wonders for your sense of masculinity. Well, here’s what happened. That first night on the beach, when I did those ‘relaxation exercises,’ you three weren’t the only ones to go under. All of your bunkmates were also totally out like a light. I went around to all of you, asking you questions about your sex lives, finding out about what you’ve all done and what you all wish you could do. My own little spin on getting-to-know-you games! And I found out that, except for a blowjob here and there from Lindsey Wassermann, the three of you are basically virgins. You’re the only guys in your bunk that haven’t been with a woman.

“So I decided to try and spice up your sex lives this summer, add a little bit of excitement to your hopeless virgin existence. I told the three of you that for the rest of the summer, you’d have the most intense sexual fantasies of your lives. Of course, I didn’t wanna be left out, so I made sure that you’d include me in all those fantasies. Then I told your bunkmates to forget that they had been hypnotized and I woke them up. And I gave you an extra suggestion in front of your bunkmates so that they’d get to see you spooging in your sleep, just for fun.

“And that would have been that. You would have spent the summer having some really great sex fantasies, the best mindfucks of your life, and once you left camp everything would have returned to normal. You would have gone back to being pathetic virgins hunting for a girl who’d let you stick it in her. But now you’re trying to get me fired, and that’s not cool at all. So the four of us are gonna have to have more fun than I had planned. You’ll notice that you’re feeling so tired, so relaxed…”

I could barely hear him now. I was feeling so tired that I could barely stand, so I sat down on the floor. Then I felt so heavy that I just laid down, barely noticing that my head was leaning right on Max’s chest. I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, so I just let them close and drifted off to sleep.

Part 5

“Wake up, Ben.”

My eyes jolted awake. It was pitch dark, and I was sitting on one of the big rocks overlooking the waterfront. I realized immediately that I was bare-ass naked. I felt so zonked out that I could barely move, much less get up and run away. Danny was sitting on a rock in front of me, and the only light in the area was a candle sitting on the ground. For the first time since I’d met him Danny wasn’t wearing any glasses. His dark eyes were almost glowing in the candlelight. Danny was wearing a tight black tank top and tight black jeans, and I remember thinking that it was really sexy how they showed off his long skinny arms and legs. I imagined him holding me in those arms, being surprised by his unexpected strength, having him wrap those legs around me, pulling me closer…. It became obvious to both of us that I was getting really hard.

            “You like what you see, Ben, don’t you?” Danny asked.

            “…yes…” I heard myself say, without even meaning to.

            “How do you know if what you’re seeing is real? You’re so deeply hypnotized, Ben, and you’ll see anything I tell you to see. Even though you know that you’re hypnotized, you’ll still think that everything I tell you to see is real. I can play with your mind and you won’t even have a clue.

            “For instance, I bet you think I’m wearing a really sexy outfit right now. Your throbbing hard-on tells me that you’re turned on by the way this tight tank top hugs against my body and shows off my skin. But now you’re noticing that I’m actually as naked as you are, and I’ve got a hard on, too.”

            I suddenly realized that he was right, that he wasn’t wearing any clothes at all. His dick looked even bigger than it did all those times I sneaked a peek in the showers.

            “And now, Ben, you realize that it isn’t late at night. It’s actually late morning, and the sun’s up in the sky and we’re sitting here in broad daylight.”

            I panicked when I realized that we were sitting there naked in the middle of the day. Someone could come by any minute and see us! I tried to get up and run, but I couldn’t seem to get my body to listen to me. Every time I tried to move I just felt more and more relaxed.

            “Don’t worry, Ben. Everything’s fine. You see that it’s night again, and I, unlike you, am fully clothed.”

            Suddenly it was night again, and Danny was wearing the tank top and jeans that got me so hard in the first place.

            “Now Ben, listen to me. I genuinely feel bad for you and your pals Max and Adam. Everyone else in your bunk had such exciting stories to tell me about losing their virginity and experimenting with lots of different girls. And here you three are with only a couple blowjobs apiece and lots of lonely nights with your right hand. Well, actually, you told me that you use your left hand, but whatever. So I’m going to make sure that you don’t get left out of all the fun that you’re bunkmates have been having. You know your bunkmate Josh?”

            Josh was a dorky guy who was really into music, and he had his own show on the camp radio station. He never seemed that comfortable hanging out with the guys in the bunk, and he was so shy around women that he had a hard time even talking to them. I actually found it hard to believe that he had got up the nerve to get one to go to bed with him.

            “See, Ben, Josh works at his high school radio station with a girl named Betty Adams. Betty’s kinda a goth art chick, looks a lot like Christina Ricci. She always wears black eye makeup, clunky shoes, leather skirt, leather vest. She’s got died black hair and thick black-rimmed glasses. You can see her in your mind, can’t you?”

            I saw exactly the type of girl that Danny described in my mind’s eye. She did seem like the type of girl that Josh’d have a thing for.

            “Ben, I want you to look down at your body, and when you do you’re going to see that you are Betty Adams.”

            I looked down, and sure enough I looked just like the mental picture I had in my head. I was totally weirded out because I could feel that I had tits and a cunt. I couldn’t feel my hard-on anymore.

            “Betty, you’re sitting at one of the desks in your high school radio station. You see Josh sitting in the DJ booth through the glass doing his radio show. You notice how hot he looks, how his Garbage t-shirt shows off his sexy hairy arms, how his glasses make him look absolutely adorable.”

            I could see it all perfectly. And I was shocked at how hot Josh looked now. I could feel my nipples getting hard.

            “Betty, now Josh is done with his radio show, and he’s coming into the room you’re working in to pack up all his stuff. He’s right next to you, and you can tell by his awkward glances that he likes you, but he’s too scared to make eye contact. You reach up with your right hand and grab his left butt cheek.”

            I reached out, and I playfully squeezed his ass. It felt so tight and firm.

            “Josh looks at you, and he’s too frightened to even speak. You stand up from your desk, look him in the eye, and then lean in and start kissing him.”

            I did just as Danny said (Where was Danny? His voice was right in my head, but he seemed so far away.), and I kissed Josh’s soft lips. He got over his anxiety and started kissing me back, and soon we were making out.

            “Josh is becoming more aggressive now. He’s taking you in his arms and guiding you both down onto the floor of the office. Now you’re lying on your back, and Josh is leaning over you. As you make out, Josh begins to rub your breasts with his hands. It’s getting you so hot, his hands feel so good. Now he’s unbuttoning your shirt, and you’re helping him pull it off. He’s fumbling with your bra, and you help him get that off as well. Now you reach up, grab the back of his head with your hand, and push his face down into your breasts.”

            I was getting so hot. I could feel Josh licking my tits with his tongue, caressing each nipple carefully with his lips, completely losing himself in my chest. I’d known Josh since I’d started camp, when we were both twelve years old, but I had never seen him look this horny. I could feel from the bulge between his legs that I was really turning him on, and he was having the same effect on me.

            I couldn’t really make out Danny’s voice anymore. I could still tell that it was there, directing the scene somewhere in my subconscious, but I wasn’t bothering to pay attention to it. All I could think about was Josh on top of me, caressing me with his sexy firm arms, rubbing my tits with his hands, gently sucking on the side of my neck.

            Josh peeled off his Garbage t-shirt, and I nearly creamed at the sight of his firm hairy chest. He was so much more developed than most of the other guys in high school, and it was hard to believe that I was the first girl to get him into bed (or floor, to be accurate). I leaned up and began licking his chest, feeling the downy chest hair with my tongue.

            I reached down and began unbuttoning his pants. I began pulling them down, and I could see his hard dick poking through the fly of his boxers. He pulled the boxers off, and I got my first good look at his dick. It wasn’t the biggest I had seen, but it was more than adequate. I pulled down my skirt and my underwear, and I whispered in his ear, “Baby, reach up onto my desk and get my purse.”

            He pulled it down, and I reached in and pulled out a condom.

            “Now lie on your back,” I whispered.

            He complied, and his hard dick was pointing straight to his belly button. I opened the condom wrapper, leaned over Josh, and began slowly rolling the condom down his dick. I could tell by his face that even the sensation of the condom rolling down his shaft was driving him wild. He looked so adorable when he was turned on.

            “And now,” I whispered into his ear, “I want you to find something interesting to do with this.”

            “I bet I can think of something,” he answered, and he rolled me over onto my back and began making out with me again. As he did, he managed to carefully and delicately lower himself into me, and I let out a moan as he entered me.

            He began with some slow, tentative strokes, but then we began to find a rhythm, and he began to go a little faster. He wasn’t quite hitting all the right spots, and by looking at his face I could tell he was too lost in the sensation of his cock in my pussy to remember to make sure I was getting off. But we kept going, and I was starting to get really into it, and we were both grunting like animals. I felt like he was getting close, and finally he came, moaning and grunting and thrusting like a madman. Watching him just totally lose himself in his orgasm got me so turned on, but I still didn’t get there. He pulled out, pulled off the condom, and just lay there on the floor lost in a dreamworld. He mumbled “I love you, Betty,” and I just laughed and told him he looked adorable. I was kinda exhausted, so I lied down next to him and just closed my eyes.

            “And now you suddenly realize that you aren’t in the office of the high school radio station. You’re back at the waterfront, lying on the ground next to the rock. You also remember that you’re Ben, not Betty, and you’re completely naked. Open your eyes, Ben.”

            Sure enough, I opened my eyes and I was Ben again. I was still panting and sweating like a dog, still winded from fucking Josh, but Josh’s warm hot body was nowhere to be found. I looked down, and my hard-on was back. I sat up and looked at Danny, still perched on his rock. Had I been having sex with him just now? Was I actually feeling his hot body rubbing up against me, thrusting inside me? It didn’t seem likely, Danny didn’t look like he had even broken into a sweat. And anyway, where would Danny have penetrated me? My ass felt fine, and I couldn’t think of any other place for Danny to stick his dick in me. I realized that Danny had enough control over me that he could make me think I was a girl and convince me that I was fucking Josh when I was really just fucking the air. I got even harder at the thought of it.

            “That, Ben, was your bunkmate Josh’s first time with a girl, as told to me by Josh himself when he was in a trance that first night you all arrived. And now you don’t have to feel like you’ve been missing out, because you’ll feel like you were right there. From now on, when you see him, you won’t be able to stop thinking of him kissing you, rubbing up against you with his hairy body, burying his face in your tits, cumming inside of you. You’ll always carry a special hard-on for Josh, because you were there when he lost his cherry.”

            He was right. Just thinking about Josh was getting me hot, and I didn’t think I’d ever be able to look at him without wishing we were back on the floor of the high school radio station, rolling around like animals.

            “Ben, I want you to understand me. I’m not trying to torture you. Think of this as a gift. I’m giving the three of you guys sexual experiences that you’d never be able to have. I’m letting you explore fantasies that none of your bunkmates will ever be able to experience. Didn’t you feel hot when you thought you were Betty, when you could feel Josh cumming inside you? Answer me truthfully.”

            “Yeah, I guess I did,” I replied.

            “Of course you did. See, that night on the beach when I put you all under, you three seemed like you were the most sexually repressed. You told me that you feel guilty about all of the fantasies that you have when you jerk off. Max and Adam are the same way. I’m trying to change that, to make you guys less inhibited about your sexuality.”

            “But why do you have to play with our minds like this? That’s fucked up!”

            “Actually, the three of you told me that you had fantasies about being controlled. Whether you’re aware of it or not, this whole hypnosis has you guys so turned on it’s not even funny.”

            I looked down, and sure enough I was rock hard.

“Well, Ben, my work’s almost done. The three of you are close to losing all of your inhibitions. I have a couple little surprises for you tomorrow, and then you’ll be ready to fuck anything that moves. I’m gonna put you away for the night so I can play with your fellow virgins and give each of them a taste of what you just experienced. If you look to your left you’ll see that Max and Adam have been dozing under that tree the whole time.”

            I looked over and saw Max and Adam lying under a tree, completely naked and curled up in each other’s arms. They looked so peaceful and innocent just lying there together, Max’s chubby little body safe and secure in Adam’s muscular arms.

            “Ben, you’re starting to feel very very tired. You’re also starting to feel a chill, and Max and Adam look so warm. If you want, just go over and curl up with them and go to sleep.”

            I did just as he suggested. I walked over, got down on the ground, and wrapped my arms around Max from behind. I buried my face into his back and got my legs tangled up in both of their legs. I breathed in, and Max smelled so good, must be that expensive soap that he uses. The scent was making my head swim, and I closed my eyes.

“Sleep, Ben.”

Part 6

I woke up in my bed back in the bunk, but I couldn’t remember how I got there. I checked my watch. Six o’clock in the morning, about a half-hour before the morning bell would wake up everyone else. I glanced around. It was still pretty dark, the sun hadn’t completely risen. Everyone else was still asleep, including Max and Adam. I could hear the sound of all the other guys breathing in and out in their sleep. I glanced to the center bed, and there was Danny, also sound asleep. He never slept in anything more than boxers, and this morning the sheet was pulled down all the way to his waist. I watched his chest rise and fall, rise and fall. He had a peaceful grin on his face, like an angel.

            I slowly remembered everything from the night before, about his little gift. I stared at Danny, wondering what he had in store for us, and the more I stared at him, the more I felt turned on. My morning wood turned into a raging hard-on, and all I could do was stare at his face, at his chest, at his hard left nipple, at the little bit of hair running from his naval into his boxers. I looked down and realized that I had started jerking off without realizing it. My left hand was on automatic, stroking my hard dick, alternating speeds. My right hand cupped my balls, then started fingering my ass, then massaging the head of my dick. My hips started thrusting in time with my strokes. I tried to stop myself, but my body wouldn’t listen to me. I looked away from Danny, but I still saw him in my mind’s eye and I kept right on stroking. I got close to cumming, really close, but I didn’t blow my wad. All sense of time vanished, the bunk vanished, the sounds of my sleeping bunkmates faded away. My hands were wet with precum, and I felt a pressure in my dick that I’d never felt before. All I could think of was Danny.

            The morning bell went off. The sound of the bell brought me back. I was there in the bunk, and the other guys were waking up, stumbling out of bed. But I kept right on jerking. I heard a voice in my head, Danny’s voice, like an echo, saying “Ben, when you hear the sound of the morning bell, you will cum for me. You will cum, and it will feel so good. When you cum, you will shout out my name.”

            I arched my head back on my pillow, started stroking faster, and I came. I shot again and again, all over my chest, all over my face, all over my pillow. And I shouted “Oh, Danny! Danny, fuck me harder, Danny, fuck me!” I lay back, totally exhausted.

            I slowly realized that all the other guys in the bunk were staring at me.

            “What the fuck was that?” Dave Schwartz said. “Jesus, Ben, you’re fucking sick. Wack off when the rest of us are asleep, okay?”

            “What, did you go homo on us or something?” Josh said. “Dude, you’ve got jizz all over your face. Man!”

            I couldn’t speak. I felt perfect bliss, like my orgasm took away all my stress, all my feelings of self-consciousness. I felt so drained, all I could do was lie there and watch them stare at me. Danny climbed out of his bed and yawned while he stretched his arms over his head. I could see he had morning wood, but he didn’t try to hide it.

            “Ah, guys, cut him some slack,” Danny said. “I mean, you can’t blame him for wanting a piece of this.” He glanced down at his dick and gave it a little pull through his boxers. Everyone else laughed.

            “Hey, Ben,” Danny said, “next time you want to jerk off, try and be a little less obvious, alright? And find a new fantasy man. You really aren’t my type.”

            He walked over to my bed, bent down, and pulled off his boxers. Then he dropped them on my face.

            “Here’s a present, lover boy,” he said. “You can use this to clean yourself off..”

            He walked back to his bed completely totally naked, pulled out a towel from his cubby and wrapped it around his waist.

            “Shower time, kids,” he said. His words seemed to trigger something in my mind. Suddenly my strength was back. I climbed out of bed, cleaned myself off with a towel, and got ready to go to the showers with the other guys. I was wide-awake, but something in my head was stopping me from confronting Danny or telling the other guys that I was being controlled. I couldn’t speak at all. None of the guys would make eye contact with me, and they all turned away from me when they took off their underwear and wrapped their towels around their waists. They all thought I was queer, but somehow I didn’t care. It was like my orgasm washed away all of my fears. I was acting like a robot, but I didn’t seem to mind.

            I looked at Adam and Max. They looked back at me, and I could tell that they were just as powerless as I was. Neither said a word, and I guessed that Danny had stopped them from speaking also. Something forced the three of us to strip, wrap our towels around our waist and follow the others silently to the showers.

Part 7

We got to the showers a few minutes late, and by that time there was a line just to get in. Max and Adam and I stood in line together. After a few minutes the first wave of guys finished showering, and the three of us all went into the shower house. The building had one large open room with showerheads mounted all along the walls and a cement floor with a drain along each wall. We all hung our towels on the hooks near the entrance, grabbed our soap and shampoo from the shelves by the door and strolled naked into the showers.

The room was filled with steam and water and naked boys rubbing soap all over their bodies. Some of the kids in there were a few years younger than us, and their bodies were still half boy/half man. A couple guys were just starting to grow pubic hair, and their dicks were still really small. If they were anything like me at that age they had probably learned to jack off but they couldn’t shoot semen yet. Then there were all the guys who were our age, and there were the counselors, who were a few years older. The counselors looked like real men compared to the rest of us. They had broad manly shoulders and big hairy ball sacs. All of these guys, young and old, were going through their morning ritual of soaping up their bodies and rinsing them off, and they all acted as if there wasn’t anything at all sexual about it.

Danny was showering at the other end of the room. When he finished, he walked towards the door, turned to everyone in the showers and said “Hey, guys in my bunk, listen up. We’ve gotta hurry up today and make it down to the dining hall on time for breakfast today. We don’t want to be late. Get moving.”

Danny grabbed his towel and headed back to the bunk, but the words “get moving” echoed in my mind. Without warning I suddenly felt myself getting hornier and hornier. I got a raging hard-on, and I felt my nipples get rock hard as I soaped up my chest. I was too turned on to bother trying to disguise my boner, and I massaged my nipples with my wet, soapy hands.

I heard moaning sounds to my left, and I looked over at Max and Adam. Danny’s words seemed to have triggered something in them too, because both of them were beating meat and grunting like animals. Before I knew it I was stroking my dick too. I turned to see how the other guys were reacting to our hypnotically induced stroking. Some of the guys looked horrified, but a lot of them were beginning to sport wood themselves.

One of the other counselors, a big burly jock named Tim who now had a king-sized boner, said “Gentlemen, these three young men have the right idea. I think it’s time for all of us to blow off some steam and clean out the pipes for the day.”

He began stroking himself, and a few of the other guys followed his lead. Soon everyone in the showers was jerking off. They were all freaked out about getting hard in front of everyone, and it somehow seemed safer to pretend that we were all just “blowing off some steam” than to try and figure out why we were all so turned on. Max and Adam and I knew that we were just under Danny’s spell, but all the other guys were getting horny by their own free will.

After a couple minutes some of the younger guys were getting ready to cum. They were slowing their strokes, trying to delay it, but most of them hadn’t built up any stamina. One by one they started cumming, and a few actually ejaculated a good amount of semen. I couldn’t help but be impressed. The kids looked exhausted after their orgasms, and they leaned against the shower wall and watched the rest of us go at it.

A few more minutes went by and some of the older guys and the counselors began to blow their wads. Jake, a lanky kid with red curly hair, freckles all over his chest and face, and a huge dick, nearly shot his load across the width of the room. Dave, a blond counselor from Iowa with a stocky build and a smooth hairless chest, accidentally shot his cum onto the face of one of his twelve-year-old campers. After they came they all rinsed off and watched all of us who were still going.

Eventually everyone else in the shower came except for Max, Adam and I. Our hands were on automatic and our dicks were rock solid, but we couldn’t cum. Everyone else just stared at us in amazement. One of the counselors said “Keee-rist, those guys could go on forever. Damn!”

Suddenly Danny appeared at the doorway of the shower, now fully dressed. He looked at us beating meat and smiled. “Guys, can you quit playing around? We’re gonna be late. Finish showering and get dressed. Come on, guys!”

As soon as he said the word “come,” the three of us came. Max actually shot far enough to hit the kid standing directly across from him on the other side of the shower. I ended up shooting about ten or eleven times, way more than I usually do. As I came, that sense of bliss, that loss of fear that I felt earlier came back, but now much stronger than before. I had just exposed myself sexually in front of all my peers, and I won their admiration in return. Just by jerking off in the shower I turned on everyone around me. I felt so confident with my body, my sexuality. I was exhausted, totally out of breath, but I realized now that I could speak again. When we finished cumming, the other guys started to applaud. Tim said, “Gentlemen, I think you’re the winners. That’s some nice stamina you’ve got. You’re going to make some women very very happy one day.” I couldn’t stop beaming, I was full of pride.

Adam looked just as blissed out as I felt. Max decided to revel in the attention, taking a bow and giving an Oscar acceptance speech. I glanced over at Danny, still standing in the doorway. He shot me a smile, and at that moment all my earlier animosity for him vanished. I smiled back and gave him a mock military salute. I thought about how he had turned us into sex superstars among the other guys in the shower, and I felt indebted to him. And he wasn’t exchanging knowing looks with Max or Adam, he was looking right at me. I wondered if maybe I was starting to fall in love with him. I felt turned on at the thought that he might still be controlling my mind.

He handed me my towel, and I wrapped it around my waist. “Nice job in there,” he said to me.

“Thanks,” I replied.

As we walked back to the bunk, all I could think about was how much I wanted Danny. By the time I reached the bunk, my boner was poking out the front of my towel. At the beginning of the summer I would have panicked and tried to hide it. But now I just let it hang out there. I realized for the first time that I had a beautiful dick, and now I was determined to put it to good use.

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