1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Camp(29)

Word count:2975

Sexually, Im gay.

I found out when I was thirteen. Late in life I know but hey I was always a slow kid.

Up until that age you just know. Girls are hot. Wether you believe it or not its the truth so I always rode sexuality on autopilot.

You think girls are cute. Girls think you are cute. Big boobs equals more attractive.

This is everything you learn as a preteen boy.

But that changed one summer at camp and I'm not ashamed to say this but my first crush and boyfriend was a very big very stupid guy who smelled like corn chips and old shoes.

Why because my feelings were stupid and I saw him jack off.

His name was Jack. I mean at thirteen you're not asking people. Hey what's your full name and last for digits of your Social Security so. I only knew him by Jack.

He was one of those stupid bully type who came from a broken home. As a child you can miss these things. Like how creative and adult his insults were.

While I thought turd head was funny he had advanced into calling people cock sucking faggots.

I was often the main target of his bulling. He'd constantly push me around and made fun of me and I hated him for the six years prior we spent together in camp.

But everything changed that year. Actually the first night of that year.

This was one of the rare times were camp wasn't packed with kids so instead of the mandatory four to a room. It was only two.

The truth being last year one of the camp counselors turned out to have a thing for little girls and when people found out they stopped sending their kids.

My parents wouldn't dare give up their three weeks of parties and sex to watch me so i got sent back and I don't think his parents loved him enough to care.

We were bunk mates. I knew this would be hell but couldn't say why because most of the camp counselors were on edge wouldn't be caught dead with a kid alone and I didn't want to chance it and have Jack find out so I stayed quiet.

Lights out came at nine sharp and I climbed into bed without a word to Jack. He poked fun at how I was skinny and short. Which was true until we were both in our beds.

While I tried to sleep he stayed up doing god knows what with a flashlight.

I was nearly asleep when I noticed him turn off his light and I turn to face him seeing without it the window i was facing now showed the dark woods across the way and it scared me.

Everything was normal until he started to, well, abuse his animal food product.

I opened my eyes fully only to be met with shadows and slight moving but from him panting I knew that was what he was doing.

I first found it intriguing. I never done it but I did have a older brother who sometimes talked about it with friends.

I knew it was something you do to porn.  So how could he here? I continued to watch until I started to feel strange. More specificity in my lower half.

I had gotten hard. And it didn't take long to know what that meant.

Strangely enough I liked him from that moment on.

From that moment on I didn't want to be away from him.

Now mind you this was my first crush and even though I knew I shouldn't like a boy. Playing it cool was not apart of my vocabulary so I transformed into a six year old girl.