Summer Sex Camp

Summer Sex Camp

When dad told Courtney and I that we were going to spend the entire summer at camp we were not pleased. Ten weeks of misquote bites, sunburn, and poison ivy. What a load of crap!

My sister Courtney pleaded with mom, “Mom don’t let daddy send me to some prison in the woods! Please!”

Mom said, “It’s out of my hands dear! You father has made up his mind! You will do as you’re told!”

I knew better than to try to change dad’s mind. Besides this way Courtney got on dad’s bad side and I came out clean. Cool!

Courtney wanted to know, “When do we go?”

Dad said, “First thing in the morning!”

Courtney repeated, “First thing in the morning! I have to pack! That doesn’t leave me much time!”

Dad said, “You don’t need to pack a thing! Everything you need will be provided!”

Courtney looked at mom but knew that it was no use so she kept her mouth shut and stormed off to her room.

Dad told mom and I to sit down then he told me that he expected me to do an outstanding job this summer. I was to participate in every event, do my very best, and to come home a man. Mom had a small smile on her face as dad talked then finally he told me to take extra special care of my sister. Dad said that if I did a really good job this summer that I would be rewarded for the rest of my life. He made it sound like I would become the President someday if I did a good enough job. I told him that I would do my best.

That night at bedtime mom brought me a nice cup of hot chocolate, my favorite! She had another cup for Courtney. Little did we know that it was drugged.

I woke up on a mat in a gymnasium. At first I could just stare up at the ceiling and finally I was able to move and sit up. A counselor told me to sit back against the wall. All of the counselors were women. They were only wearing bras and panties that were all the same color. I on the other hand was naked. So were all of the other boys. I counted twelve us in all. We were all about the same age too.

Once all of us boys were awake and somewhat functional one of the women said, “I am Miss Cindy! You will refer to me as Miss Cindy or suffer the consequences! Is that clear!”

I shouted out, “Yes! Miss Cindy!” loud and clear.

Everyone else just kind of mumbled her name. They were ordered to go to a waist high bench, reach over the other side, and using both hands reach into in the holes they found. When their hands were in place, Miss Cindy stepped on a handle that apparently locked all of their wrists in place. Then Miss Cindy told the other counselors to apply ten whacks. I watched as the other eleven boys received ten good hits from the paddles the counselors had in their hands. I guess that was lesson one.

While they were still held in place Miss Cindy went down the line feeling their cocks and balls. She let the other counselors do the same. Then she turned to me and reached out to cup my balls. I moved my foot over to give her easier access. She smiled. I must have done well. Then Miss Cindy stroked my cock. It didn’t take long for me to get hard. Miss Cindy let the other two counselors fondle me too. I almost cum but I didn’t think I was supposed to so I held it back. The other boys were released and told to get in line alongside me.

Miss Cindy said, “Well! You do not know it but you are in a sex camp for the next ten weeks! Your fathers sent you here to learn how to please women and yourselves. Part of the requirement was to send your sisters along with you! After all you need something to practice on! Don’t you!”

This time when I said, “Yes! Miss Cindy” everyone else did too!

Miss Cindy smiled at me and said, “Young man! I’m putting you in charge of the boys!”

I said, “Thank you Miss Cindy!”

We were told that during the seventy-two day sex camp that we would get to have each girl for a full day five times. I couldn’t figure out how that added up to seventy-two but I didn’t argue with her.

During that period we were to build up our sexual experience and our physical abilities. We would learn several ways to please a girl and have her please us weather or not she wanted too. Our sisters would learn to please a boy in many ways and learn discipline. Miss Cindy stressed the word discipline. In the process the girls would become very cooperative and make some guy a wonderful wife and lover.

Miss Cindy said, “Well boys! First off today we are going to humiliate the girls in any way we can! We are going to bring in your sisters! You are going to stare at them, all of them, for a few minutes. Then you will walk around to all of the girls, get right up close, and inspect their tits, their pussies, and their asses. You can smell them but you can’t touch them for now.

When I clap my hands you will get in front of your own sister, face her, and wait. When I clap my hands again you will reach out and play with her tits, pinch her nipples, finger her pussy, and rub her clit! Is there anyone who doesn’t know where her clit is?”

No one said anything. Miss Cindy and the two counselors removed their bras and panties.

Miss Cindy stood directly in front of me and the other two stood before two other boys. She said, “Do us!”

I reached out and played with her tits.