Ryan

RYAN:

Learning to make love was a religious experience for me! Michelle and I had been dating for several months and decided to go to summer camp at the same time. We rode the bus to Camp Crawford right after church Sunday afternoon. Michelle and I were able to get one of the back seats while Brian and Cindy, who were nearly 18, had the other. When we started, we just sat and talked, but later Michelle nudged me and nodded her head toward Brian and Cindy. They were sneaking quick kisses when they thought no one was watching. We tried to keep an eye on them without being obvious. After about an hour on the road, most of the other kids had settled down. Several dozed off affording those of us in the back seats a limited degree of privacy. I put my arm around Michelle and she snuggled against me laying her head on my shoulder. I kissed her lightly on the lips and she returned them with tender sweetness.

As we rode along toward the camp, I glanced over to see what Brian and Cindy were doing. Brian had his back toward me, but I could see that he and Cindy were getting along quite well! She had her eyes closed and was kissing his ear. Brian had his hand on her breast and I could see him squeezing and rubbing. I guess I let out a little gasp, because Michelle asked what was wrong. Without saying a word, I nodded toward the other back seat.

“Wow!” was all she said.

We watched for several minutes trying to see without being seen. It was obvious that both of them were enjoying their activity. All at once, Michelle jerked back and pushed Brian’s hand away from her breast. At the same time I saw her glance toward us and a moment later Brian looked our way as well. It was obvious that Cindy had seen us watching them. We turned away, but you could feel the tension in the air. Probably had something to do with Brian being the preacher’s son!

When we arrived at the camp, it took about an hour to get our cabin assignments and put our clothes away. Brian and I had a cabin with eight other guys on the near side of the ravine while Michelle and Cindy had a similar cabin on the other side. As we were unpacking and hanging up our clothes, Brian turned to.

“You aren’t going to say anything about the trip down are you?”

“Hey not me,” I replied with a smile. “Besides, it sure didn’t look like you were doing anything that Cindy didn’t want you to do.”

“You mean you and Michelle haven’t tried anything yet?” he said with a leering grin.

I felt the heat rise in my face and shook my head.

“Well then, you don’t know what you have been missing,” he replied with a big grin.

We had just gotten everything put away when the assembly bell rang. We hurried to meet in front of the dining hall to hear of the camp schedule for the next two weeks. The director told us about the rules, which included no boys or girls allowed on the wrong side of the ravine after nine o’clock in the evening. He was quite specific about the consequences of breaking that rule! He then went on to say that they were short handed in the kitchen due to an illness in the staff, and asked if two of us would volunteer to wash dishes at noon and two more for the evening meal. In return, we would get paid three dollars each for every meal. I glanced at Michelle and asked if she wanted to do evening meals with me. She quickly agreed, so I held up my hand and pointed to Michelle. The director asked us to meet with him after orientation was over.

It was time for the evening meal so he said we could start tonight and learn on the job. After dinner, we went back to the kitchen. The cook showed us the big sink where we would do the dishes. She had Michelle do the plates and glasses, while I had to do the pots and pans. We stood across from each other on either side of a row of stainless steel sinks. It took us about an hour to finish up and put the dishes away. It wasn’t bad work, and an added benefit was that we got to eat any of the leftovers we wanted.

By the third night, we discovered another advantage. With dinner being at seven, by the time we finished eating, then doing the dishes it was after nine. With the rule that boys and girls couldn’t be on the same side of the ravine after nine, we had the perfect excuse to be together, we were just on our way back to our cabins. That evening instead of going directly to the bridge where the boys and girls who were dating said good night, we went out the back door of the dining hall and right into a grove of trees. Once in the grove we were invisible to anyone casually walking by. As soon as we were in the shadows I turned to Michelle and took her in my arms kissing her gently. She responded and before long we were in a serious clinch. We cuddled and kissed for about half-an-hour, then decided we had pushed our luck as far as practical. Silently we walked to the bridge and kissed goodnight.

When I got to the cabin, Brian wasn’t back yet. I sat and talked to the rest of the guys in the cabin until almost ten. Brian finally came in looking a bit messed up. I thought I could see lipstick on his face as well. When we were alone in the corner where our beds were I asked him where he had been. Brian shrugged it off, saying that he was just saying goodnight to Cindy.

“I thought you couldn’t be on the same side of the ravine after nine,” I reminded him.

Brian just smiled and said he and Cindy had worked something out. The next day I pressed him for details. It was fairly simple, he and Cindy both had big bath towels, and when everyone went to the showers they would sneak down to a remote spot by the ravine where he had cut a little trail down on the steep side. Cindy could get to the bottom from her side, but it was generally believed there was no way down from the boy’s side. If anyone saw them coming back to the cabins, it would look as if they had just been to the rest rooms.

The next afternoon during free time, we followed Brian and Cindy, and sure enough they went right to the trail down the steep side of the ravine. Down they went and for a time disappeared from view. Presently they came back in sight. We sat on the bank talking and watching their progress. Presently they sat under a tree and immediately fell into a clinch.

“Wow, they sure aren’t wasting any time are they?” whispered Michelle.

“I’ve heard they never waste any time,” I replied.

“I wonder if some of the things we’ve heard are true,” she mused.

“What have you heard?” I asked.

“Well just that maybe they do more than just kiss. With what we saw on the bus, I wonder if it might be true.”

“Well, the way Brian looked last night when he got back, it sure could be,” I whispered.

We continued to watch them, and before long we saw more than we had bargained for. After kissing for about ten minutes, Brian rolled away from Cindy and lay back. Then he ran his hand under Cindy’s blouse and we could see him playing with her breasts. She was obviously enjoying it and made no protest. Soon, Brian opened his jeans and I heard Michelle gasp when his cock came into view. We were far enough away that we couldn’t see any details, but there was no question about it, he had it out and Cindy immediately began to play with it. I realized what was going on, but was afraid to look at Michelle.

“What’s she doing?” she asked.

“I think she is going to make him come so he doesn’t hurt afterwards,” I whispered back.

“I think we better get out of here before they see us,” said Michelle urgently.

I was reluctant to leave, hoping to see more. If Brian had his cock out, maybe I could get to see some tits! Never the less, I silently crawled away from the ravine with Michelle until we were sure we were out of Brian and Cindy’s sight, then quickly ran back to the assembly area. About twenty minutes later we saw Brian and Cindy stroll into the group, looking totally nonchalant. They joined in the activities looking completely relaxed.

That evening while we were washing dishes we made small talk, obviously avoiding talking about what we had seen earlier. It was just as well since the rest of the kitchen staff could easily hear what we saying. We finished up then hurried into the grove. I took Michelle in my arms and kissed her as hard as I could. She responded in similar fashion, and soon I could tell that she was more passionate than ever before. We snuggled up together in the cool evening air and enjoyed the feeling. With what I had seen that afternoon, I felt bolder than ever, so I ran my hand between us and kind of snuck up to her breast. I felt her stiffen and pull back a little. I held her close and kissed her again. Slowly she relaxed against me as I explored the wondrous softness of her symbol of femininity. After several minutes, Michelle broke a kiss and pulled back.

“I think we better get back to our cabins before someone comes looking for us,” she whispered urgently.

I reluctantly agreed, and turned toward the light. Just before stepping out of the shadows I pulled her close and kissed her as hard as I could, pulling her hips tight to me so she was sure to feel my hard cock pressing into her tummy. Michelle returned the kiss with equal passion and wiggled her little bottom against me. We hurried back toward the bridge where I gave Michelle a quick goodnight kiss and jogged to the cabin.

Brian was laying on his bunk staring at the ceiling, while the rest of the guys were engaged in the usual evening banter. I quickly undressed and slipped into my sweat pants to go to the shower building. Brian jumped up and said he would go with me. We walked to the showers in silence. By the time we had showered, we were alone in the shower building, and Brian began to talk.

“How you and Michelle getting along?” he asked.

“O. K. I guess,” with a shrug, “why do you ask?”

“Just wondered,” was the reply, “It seems like you were pretty friendly on the bus coming down.”

“Not as friendly as you and Cindy,” I joked back to him.

“Yeah, we’re doing O. K. I guess, Cindy is willing to try new things, and I like that,” he replied with a tinge of red in his ears.

Without thinking about what I was going to say, I just blurted it out.

“Have you and Cindy done it yet?”

Brian looked startled and didn’t reply for several seconds. Finally he looked up and replied in a low voice.

“Well, one time we were both really hot, and we went further than either one of us planned to. She let me put it in a little way, but I started to come, so I jerked it out really quick so she wouldn’t get pregnant. If you count that, then we’ve done it I guess.”

“Wow, what did it feel like?” I asked with a note of wonder in my voice.

“Well, it felt great going in, but it was a real let down to have to take it out. I just wanted to slam it in as deep as it would go, but I didn’t think I was ready to be a father just yet.”

“Are you going to try to do it again?” I asked.

“Yeah, first time I get a chance and she will let me. This time I am prepared, I bought some rubbers and always carry one in my billfold, so next time we will really do it!”

“How do you get her willing to go further?” I pressed.

Brain flashed a big grin and told me that it helped if they thought they were the only girl in your life, and it especially helped if they trusted you not to brag to other people about how far you went. I nodded, taking in everything Brian told me.

“Have you ever put a rubber on?” I asked.

“Of course,” he responded, “I don’t want to look like a fool the fist time I have to do it in front of a girl.”

“Do you have an extra rubber I could buy?” I asked in a shaky voice.

“Yeah, I could spare a couple, you will need two, one to practice with and one to use,” Brian replied with a chuckle. “I’ll give them to you when we get back to the cabin.”

“You mean you bought them along?” I asked incredulously.

“Of course, I got it all planned out to really do it before we go back home,” he bragged.

I decided not to tell him that we had seen them earlier in the day, so just followed him back to the cabin. Once inside, Brian dug into the bottom of his duffel bag and slipped me two foil packages.

“How do you use them?” I whispered.

Brian explained about rolling it down then told me to just take one of them and experiment. The next day, I participated in the normal camp activities. I was conscious of the rubber I had slipped into my pocket, and was pondering how I could get some time alone to try it out. Michelle expected me to meet her at free time and I didn’t want to take a chance of making her mad at me by going off alone. I decided to just let it roll and see what would happen. When the bell rang signaling the start of free time, Michelle jogged over and told me that some of the other girls had a project they wanted her to help them with, so if I didn’t mind, she was going to go with them. I nodded in assent, and told her I would see her over the dish sink later. I wasted no time in losing myself in the woods, and made my way to the ravine, being careful to stay out of sight of the path I knew Brian would take. Presently, I saw Brian slip down the path and go over the edge of the ravine.

I waited until I knew he would be around the bend then quietly slipped down the little trail down the side of the embankment. By moving slowly, I was able to locate a spot behind a clump of shrubs, which allowed me to see without being seen. Sure enough, Brian was seated under the tree and Cindy was coming down the path. In an instant they were locked in an embrace. They broke briefly and spread their towels on the soft grass. I could see them looking around to be sure they were alone then rolled into each other’s arms. It wasn’t long before Brian had his hands under her blouse, and I could see him playing with her tits. After about five minutes, he slid his hand up her leg and right past Cindy’s shorts. Almost instantly I could see her squirming and pressing her bottom into the grass. In just a couple of minutes, I could see Brian unbuttoning her blouse, and then I could see her white bra come into view.