He was the only openly-gay member of our clique. ‘Camping trip next week. You available?’ His version of camping was a secluded spot, a tent, one ...leeping bag and two naked guys fooling around all day. About once a month I went "camping" with him and gave him a hand job. No big deal. Nearly all the guys in our group did the same. Josh was a good guy, and it was just helping out a friend. I sent back a non-committal reply telling him I was starting my summer job today and didn’t know about my. That's how big he said it was.” “OK but how did you end up with the shortest piece of spaghetti? I thought it was for Julia.” “I held my strand in my hand and broke it when Amy and Julia were laughing at each other.” “Didn't Amy know?” I pressed. “She was confused but couldn't say that she had set it up so Julia would get to fuck him. Amy confronted me later but I told her Julia could wait. I wanted to pass Geography.” with that she laughed, and said “she did too” “What did Mr. Trainer do after. Katie’s pussy creamed as she imagined the milky, salty torrents of cock juice ready to come spurting out of Tommy’s fuck-rod. She sucked his cock harder than ever, her whole face flushing nearly crimson with the delirious intensity of her cocksucking. Again and again, her lips slurped on his swollen fuckshaft, coating it with a lurid sheen of saliva, encouraging the hot spunk to start spraying out of his piss slit.Then came the teenager’s voice and the words chilled her, “There... , “ Tommy. Queers were queers and we were all young macho guys (no one knew what the hell "macho" was then, of course)..we played ball and talked about girls and were just normal teens, albeit in a military school for boys - a good military school.there was one k** from an island off the atlantic coast that was named artie (not his real name, of course)..he was good natured and cute in a chubby sort of way and quite popular. we all thought he was pretty cool and kind of made him an honorary "one of us",.