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CHAPTER 23
I DON’T WANT SEX
FRIDAY, JUNE 27
Friday was as close to being a routine day as a day at camp could be. There were the usual workshops, practice times, recreation times, and, of course, eating times.
Waking up that morning was not routine for the Master Quartet since they had slept together in Austin’s bedroom. Austin woke up before his alarm went off. Ned’s naked body was snuggled against his. Austin enjoyed the feel of the smooth warm flesh against his own. He also loved the feel of his morning wood pressed against Ned’s abdomen. Austin planted a quick, sweet kiss on Ned’s lips, wondering what it would be like to seriously make out with his friend correctly. He hoped he could find out before camp was over.
As Austin was thinking about what kissing Ned would be like, his alarm went off, waking the other three boys. Ned woke up with a shock, wondering who was in his bed with him, before remembering that he was in Austin’s bed with Austin. Like Austin had, Ned enjoyed the feel of smooth naked skin against his own. Feeling Austin’s erection pressed against him started to make him horny.
Austin decided to plant another kiss on Ned now that they were awake. He placed his lips against Ned’s and kissed him hard. Ned stiffened up at first, and then relaxed and enjoyed the feeling. He applied some pressure of his own and the two tweens wrapped their arms around each other and continued kissing.
“Hey, you guys gonna get up for breakfast, or are you going to make out all morning?” Gary asked. Gary briefly wished he’d planted a kiss on Titus but realized there was too much to do that morning and it was probably a good thing he hadn’t.
Austin broke his kiss and told Gary they were getting up. “But you and Titus can shower first.”
“Is that so Ned can wash your cum off himself when you guys shower?”
“Something like that.”
“Well, I know there’s at least one room in the suite with weekend campers, so do we want to shower together?”
“Why not?” Titus asked. “It’s not like we’re ever going to see them again.”
“Good point,” Gary grinned. “So, we’d better get our shower before those guys take it. Damn, I hope they’re sexy looking.”
“Perv,” Austin said.
“You know it.” Gary and Titus grabbed their towels and took off for the bathroom and their shower.
“Do you know about French kissing?” Austin asked Ned after their friends left the room.
“It means you put your tongue in the other person’s mouth, right?” Ned replied.
“Yep. Want to try it?”
“Why not. I’ve had a dick in my mouth; a tongue can’t be any worse.” Ned didn’t know that a mouth was more germ ridden than a dick or he may not have accepted Austin’s tongue so eagerly. After Austin ended the long deep kiss, Ned let out a contented sigh. “That was nice.”
Austin was about to ask Ned if he wanted to do the tonguing when Gary and Titus bounced back into the room.
“That was quick,” Austin noted.
“That’s so you two can shower before whoever is in the other rooms decide to shower,” Gary told him.
That made sense to Austin and Ned. They climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom. “Nice boners,” Titus said.
Austin and Ned waved in appreciation, grabbed their towels, and were soon in the shower. “We can’t mess around,” Ned said. “We gotta get out of here before somebody catches us showering together.”
“Who cares if we get caught?” Austin retorted.
“But…”
“It’s like Titus said, we’re never going to see them again.”
Their shower was a quick one, but not quite quick enough. “Are you about done?” came a pubescent voice from the other side of the shower door.
“We’ll be right out,” Austin told him.
“We?”
Austin finished washing Ned’s ass and turned off the water. He opened the door and grabbed his towel off the rack and Ned nervously followed him.
“Yeah, we, as in me and Ned. It saves time and water.”
A blond boy who looked to be eleven or twelve was standing by the sink waiting for the shower. He was wearing nothing except a towel draped around his waist. Austin noted that the boy was cute.
“My name is Austin, and this is my friend Ned.”
“I’m Vince,” the boy responded. He was trying unsuccessfully not to stare at the two naked boys with hard-ons coming out of the shower. Ned was feeling VERY self-conscious, but decided if Austin could do it, he could do it. For his part, Austin was almost as embarrassed as Ned, but decided to put up a good front for his friend.
“Hey, Max, come on out and meet our neighbors.” A boy with black hair stepped out of the room kitty cornered from Austin’s. Like Vince, he was naked except for a towel draped around his middle—and like Vince he couldn’t help but stare at the two naked boys drying themselves.
After introductions were made Austin told the new boys the shower was all theirs.
“Austin said it’s okay if we shower together,” Vince told Max. “He said it’s way faster.”
Max pulled off his towel, revealing his bare genital area. Other than the black hair on his head, Max was totally smooth. Vince wasn’t quite as brave as his roommate and kept his towel on until after he entered the shower.
“Have fun,” Austin told the weekend boys as he and Ned returned to Austin’s room. They found Gary and Titus dressed and ready for breakfast.
“We never found out anything about them,” Ned said. “Like, where they were from, how old they were, what their weekend camp was about.”
“Or if they’d ever seen two guys with boners coming out of a shower,” Austin added.
“They saw your boners?” Titus looked amazed that they would even think of showing them off.
“Even Ned’s?” Gary asked.
“Yep, even mine,” Ned grinned. “But it sure went away in a hurry.”
“Well, I do know the weekend camp is like 20 guys who just finished fifth or sixth grade and play strings,” Titus informed his friends.
“And just how did you learn this?” Austin asked as he pulled on a pair of white briefs.
“Kevin told me while he was tutoring me.” Kevin was Kevin Ryan, one of the string counselors. “He said he was gonna have a really busy weekend.”
“I thought the weekend camp didn’t start until tomorrow,” Ned said.
“I guess some of them are having a three-day weekend.”
“Whatever,” Gary said. “Let’s go to breakfast.”
They heard the shower shut off. “They made that a long shower,” Aiden chuckled. “I’d wait and invite them for breakfast, but Ned and I have early rehearsal.”
The Quartet left the room for breakfast and a busy day.
“Are you ready to be gay yet?” John chuckled as William pushed himself off of John’s bed.
“If you mean if I am ready to take your cock up my ass, the answer is no,” William replied grumpily.
“What about somebody else’s?”
“Still no. This boy is not a gay boy. End of story.”
“Well, you certainly had no problem dealing with my rear end,” John smirked.
“That’s because you’re a good fuck. Now, I need to shower because I’ve got a busy day at camp.”
“Don’t we all.” William started for the bathroom, but John stopped him and said, “I can’t wait until next time.”
“Just so you know you don’t get my ass.”
“I promise I won’t ask any more.”
“I’ll let you shower with me, though, if you get up right now.”
John pulled back the covers, revealing his morning wood. “I am up, dude,” he smirked.
“Great, that means you can shower with me.” Why is it that when it comes to sex I keep thinking guys are so much more fun than girls? William wondered as he stepped into the shower with John right behind him.
Two of John’s suite mates entered the bathroom while John and William took their chaste shower together. They said nothing because, like so many of the campers, they learned that because showering together was faster, they could sneak in a few more minutes of sleep. Also, not every one of their paired showers was chaste, one more reason for keeping mouths shut.
Austin and Ned had a practice room scheduled at nine. Since they were performing in Saturday’s vote winning recital, this was a valid excuse for missing the music history and theory workshop. After all, only a select few were picked to play in the Saturday recitals.
After taking possession of Practice Room C, Austin hung his “Nudist at Work” sign outside of the door. He and Ned had agreed to strip naked for this practice session since it would be their last time rehearsing together unless they were a final finalist. As soon as the door was closed the clothes game off.
“What if somebody comes in?” Ned asked.
“They can’t say they weren’t warned,” Austin replied.
“Sounds good to me.”
Austin was amazed how far Ned had come in less than two weeks. He’d changed from a boy who was afraid of jerking off to a boy who now sat naked in a room located in a school building. What surprised Ned was that he and Austin didn’t have boners. He figured it must be because they were more concerned with their music than with their naked bodies. Austin had told him how he felt much more in tune with his music when he practiced naked then when he was clothed. Ned now felt the same way. He couldn’t wait to see his sister’s reaction the first time he practiced naked at home.
The boys opened their score books and went right to work. Austin felt that he and Ned sounded even better than they had during their performance the night before. He credited their rehearsing naked for that feeling.
“Too bad we can’t perform naked,” Austin told Ned after they finished their first short piece.
“We’d play perfect if we could do that,” Ned grinned.
The two didn’t feel they needed to practice for their entire hour. After forty minutes they agreed to stop.
“I want to find out what sucking a dick that makes that cummy stuff is like,” Ned said as he put away his flute.
“Are you talking about mine?” Austin asked.
“Who else is in here?”
Austin felt his three-and-a-half-inch cock starting to stir and he knew that if he didn’t say no right away, he was going to let Ned do him. “I got no problem with you giving me a blow job, but not now and for sure not here.”
“Yours is the one I want to suck that stuff out of first.”
“Not John?”
“Nope. I want it to be my sex teacher.”
“Then we’ll have to figure out a time.”
Ned grinned as he pulled his pants on. “Promise?”
“I pinky swear.” The two friends interlocked their pinkies in a ritual as solemn as being sworn in at a trial.
Keith Frye left the main school building through the north door, which everyone called the back door. He was attending the six-day high school woodwind seminar that would be over at noon Wednesday. While most of the instruction took place on the high school campus, which had classrooms and practice rooms, the campus didn’t have the two large auditoriums that the main campus had. The north door provided the quickest route to the high school campus from the main building.
He played the clarinet and had just finished a lesson with Mary Harper, who was a woodwind instructor at Seattle University. Most of the lesson was in the media room where a video was made of Keith’s playing technique to use for future lessons.
As he stepped through the door a girl turned the corner and bumped into him. The seventeen-year-old senior to be was larger than the fourteen-year-old who had initiated the contact and who took the brunt of the collision.
“Whoa, are you okay?” Keith asked.
“Yes, just a little shook. You’re really big,” Cindy Becker responded. “I got in a hurry and didn’t look where I was going.”
“Well, you did seem to be in a bit of a rush. I don’t remember seeing you before.”
“I’m going to the middle school camp,” Cindy informed him.
“Don’t you guys usually come into the main building through the front door?”
Cindy nodded and said, “I was trying to avoid seeing somebody.”
“A guy?”
“Yeah. I think he’s really mad at me.”
“I don’t see why somebody should be mad at a nice girl like you,” Keith grinned as he turned on the charm. “Where were you heading?”
“Going to see my piano teacher, who is probably mad at me, too.”
“Why would everybody be mad at you?”
“I screwed up my recital last night.”
“Well, those things happen. I’ve messed up, too, but I learned from it. Is that why the guy is mad at you?”
“We were playing a piano duet and I didn’t do anything right because I was mad at him.”
It was dawning on Keith that he was getting involved in some middle school drama. He knew from experience that they were way worse than high school dramas, which were bad enough. He decided it was time to find a way to free himself before he got dragged into their shit.
“My name is Cindy, by the way. And I’m really sorry I ran into you.” Cindy was working unsuccessfully to fight off tears.
“I’m Keith and it looks like nobody was hurt.” He placed an arm around Cindy’s shoulder, something he instantly regretted. He had just decided to get away from this drama queen, cute as she was, and here he was giving her a comforting hug instead. Sometimes I’m just too nice, he thought.
“You’re really nice,” Cindy cooed.
At that moment, William crossed the hall as he strode down a different corridor to his workshop. He stopped to see who the cuddling couple near the back door was. Even though backlight from the door’s window made it difficult to see, William could tell that the girl was Cindy. He didn’t recognize the boy with his arm around her, but from his size he deducted he was one of the high school campers.
Well, fuck, that explains everything, he thought angrily to himself. The bitch has a thing for some high school stud and that’s why she shut me out. They’ve probably fucked in his bedroom every day since he’s been here. William was about to head down the hall to confront her, then decided he didn’t want to deal with a high school kid who was bigger than he was.
He quickly continued down the corridor, hoping that Cindy hadn’t seen him. Cindy had seen him but elected not to say anything that would cause Keith to release her from his hug.
<Austin, Christian, and Benny>
“We have two more rehearsals left,” Christian told Austin and Benny as they settled into Practice Room D. “If we make them great ones, we’ll be ready to kick ass on Monday.” They would be playing the third movement of Mozart’s Piano Trio in B-Flat Minor, K 502, at Monday’s performance.
“You sound just like some football coach,” Benny chuckled.
“I’m serious. Don’t get me wrong, we’re good, but everybody here in camp is good, and we want to be better than good. We want to be the best.”
Thinking of Cindy’s flop the day before, Austin wanted to say that almost everybody was good but decide to bite his tongue.
“Are we staying dressed for this?” Austin asked.
“Um, Austin, were you sleeping when Mr. Howard said he would be here at about quarter after?” Christian asked.
“Oh yeah. He said that yesterday and I forgot.”
“You forgot because you are always so eager to take off your clothes when you practice.”
“You haven’t minded following his lead, Christian,” Benny reminded him.
“It’s comfortable,” Christian sniffed. “Okay, for our last practice on Sunday, anything goes.”
“That means we’ll be ready to be super awesomely good on Monday,” Austin grinned. He and his partners started warming up so they would be ready when Mr. Howard arrived.
Austin, Ned, Titus, Gary, John, Carlos, and William went to the movie in the old auditorium after the evening recital. Everybody tried not to get locked into a Friday recital. While all the programs, except for Saturday’s, were optional, none of them had the movie as competition. Granted, the program was supposed to finish at eight o’clock and the movie would start at eight fifteen, but many of the campers weren’t eager to sit that long.
It was the first time the crew of roommates and friends had done anything as a group. Except for Titus, the boys didn’t know Carlos very well since he traveled with his own group of friends. William and John found themselves liking Carlos and hoped they could get to know him better during the last couple of weeks of camp. Since they didn’t know any of the night’s performers very well, the group skipped the performance and took in the action/adventure movie playing in the old auditorium. John and Carlos had seen the movie but decided to attend the outing with their roommates and their friends.
After the movie they enjoyed evening snacks at the dining hall. One of their topics of discussion was the fact that there were eight available beds but were only seven of them. Being horny boys who had shown that they had no problem engaging in sex with each other, they talked about how they could take advantage of the existence of the extra bed. The only thing that was decided that night was that Titus would sleep with Ned in Ned’s bed while John would learn more about Carlos in Carlos’s bed. Gary said he would sleep alone that night but expected first pick the next time they switched.
When their snacks were finished, the boys went to their own rooms, where they prepared for bed. As soon as they finished their evening cleaning and brushing, Titus and John snuck off to their new rooms for the night.
Gary, Austin, and William stood naked in the bathroom, sharing the two sinks as they brushed their teeth and preened. They wondered if Max and Vince were asleep in their room and speculated if they would be interested in messing around.
“I’ll ask them when I see them,” Gary, who was the most sexually assertive of the younger boys, told Austin and William.
“You’d better be quick,” William said. “They’re only going to be here for one more night.”
“True.” Gary was the only one of the three to be sporting a hardon.
“Are you sure you don’t want to mess around with us?” Austin asked. William hoped Gary would say no. He wasn’t in the mood for anything sexual. Of course, Austin could sleep with Gary in Gary’s room. Even though he thought that Gary was a sexy looking dude for a young guy, he was still too pissed off at Cindy the slut to want to even want to jerk off. Austin could tell that something was bugging his roommate but wasn’t sure what it was.
“I’m sure. But tomorrow is a new day. Night guys.” Gary put his toiletries away and headed back to his room.
After entering their room and putting their toilet kits away, Austin and William climbed into their own bed. Austin turned out the main lights and then his desk lamp, leaving the room dark. “I made up my mind about something we talked about,” Austin said quietly.
He heard nothing from across the room. “Are you okay?” he whispered.
“Be quiet and leave me alone, “William grumbled.
What Austin had meant to tell William was that he had made up his mind to give him the blow job he had been asking for. He could see that tonight was not the night to bring up that topic. But something had upset his roommate and Austin didn’t want him to handle whatever it was by himself. He pulled back his covers, got out of bed, and padded across the room to William’s bed.
“What are you doing?” William groused. “I’m not in the mood for messing around—go back to your own bed.”
Austin ignored him and crept under the covers. “When I would feel bad at home, I’d go into bed with my brother and cuddle with him. He would hold me and make me feel good just by holding me. I think you feel bad.”
Although he was afraid that William would ignore the gesture, Austin wrapped his left arm around William’s chest and lightly squeezed his roommate’s left shoulder. William wanted to tell his bratty little roomie to get the fuck out of his bed, but as soon as he felt Austin’s warm, naked body, along with the gentle touch of his hand, he let out a long, involuntary sigh.
“I saw this high school kid with his arm wrapped around her in the big hall by the back door. I knew that was why she screwed me over because she was getting screwed by whoever that kid was.”
“Are you talking about Cindy?” Austin placed his head on William’s smooth chest and started kneading his shoulder.
“Yeah, her. She’s a bitch and a slut and she screwed me over on purpose. He’s probably been fucking her for days and days and…,” Austin stopped William’s rant by pushing his lips against the teen’s lips, “…mmmf.”
Austin knew William was out of sorts from his total illogic. The current group of high school kids had come to the school just a couple of days ago. Kissing his roommate was the only thing Austin could think of to shut him up. Austin broke the kiss and waited for William to make the next move, which could likely be kicking him out of his bed.
“Thanks,” William whispered hoarsely. “You’re a better roommate than I deserve.”
“You’re a good roommate or I wouldn’t be in bed with you. If I didn’t like it, I’d let you keep feeling bad.”
“I like you,” William admitted. Austin placed his head back on William’s chest and started rubbing his torso from his left breast to his cap of pubic hair. “I can’t believe you kissed me.”
“Did it make you feel good?” Austin asked with an innocence that gave William shivers.
How could I have ever hated this boy? William thought. He is so beautiful, inside and out. I wanted to feel rotten tonight. I wanted to hate the bitch. I wanted the little redheaded brat to leave me alone. I wanted to believe that life sucked and I wanted to hate everybody, but I can’t hate…I can’t.
There was enough ambient light in the darkened room for him to make out the beautiful lips and the beautiful face of the boy whose magic hand was purging him of his hateful thoughts.
I have to reward him, William thought. He gently pushed Austin off his chest, turned on his side and this time placed his lips against Austin’s. I’m really going to kiss a boy, he thought, and not because of some fake sex with another boy, but because…but because…because…because I really like him.
William pushed his tongue against Austin’s mouth and moaned as the younger boy opened his mouth and invited the intruder in. He felt Austin’s little tongue tangle with his. The tongues battled as William started rubbing Austin’s ribs, Austin’s belly, Austin’s mostly smooth pubic area.
“I don’t want sex,” William whispered aloud as he adjusted his position so he could rub his rock-hard cock against Austin’s silky skin. “I don’t want sex,” he repeated.
“I don’t want sex either,” Austin mumbled. The younger boy then resumed the kiss and both boys moaned into each other’s mouth with the pleasure they were generating in each other. “But this isn’t sex.”
“What is it then?”
“It’s making you feel better.” Austin knew that didn’t make any sense but it was the only thing he could think of saying.
William rubbed his cock back-and-forth against Austin’s smaller torso. He kept his lips planted against Austin’s. He wanted to fuck his cute little ass, but that would be sex, and neither one of them wanted sex. What they wanted, even if they couldn’t put it into words was love and safety and comfort and making each other feel good.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” William croaked. “This is turning into sex.”
“So, cum on me and kiss me hard and make me feel good and make your feel…oh shit…I’m cumming too.”
William could feel Austin’s thin emission spurt against his cock and then sensed himself exploding. He let out a long, sensuous groan as he flooded his roommate’s already wet belly with squirt after squirt of thick teen cum.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, you are soooooo beautiful. I love you, Austin, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I really, totally love you,” William moaned as he fell on top of the gorgeous boy whom he didn’t ever want to let go of.
Next: Saturday Night Music.