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"Dad, do I have to go?" little Andy whined.
"For the hundredth time, yes." his father said, not understanding why his son did not comprehend the meaning of the word.
"I’ve never even heard about this camp." the boy said still complaining.
"Camp Tu Nem Ge is a respected camp, that promises to be a life-changing experience." his father said as if reading from a pamphlet.
"Whatever..." was all the boy had to say. They spent the rest of the ride in awkward silence.
They pulled up to the camp the sign above the entryway was strange, to say the least. It was pink with other pastel colors making it look more girly. Even the buildings were colored in pastels.
All around there were big buff men dressed in what everyone assumed was the camp counselors uniform. It looked like a tight fitting boy-scout type uniform. It was so tight that on most of them you could see their cocks straining in their shorts.
Everyone made their way to the multipurpose room. Most kids were with their dads but some (very few) were with their moms. But all of the kids were boys. A man entered the room, he was not buff like the counselors, he was more on the slender side... almost feminine.
"Thank you all for coming to Camp Tu Nem Ge," there was a round of applause from the parents but the kids looked confused, "As all of you know this is a two week camp for change, a camp to help our boys find out what they can truly become." Another round of applause rang through the crowd, again only from the parents. After the opening ceremony, everyone said goodbye to their parents.
"Okay son, listen to the counselors and don't cause any trouble, ok?" Andy's father said as he gave him a hug. Andy noticed this was no ordinary hug, it was strange... almost like his dad was rubbing against him.
"Ummm... ok dad...I think that's enough." Andy tried to push away and finally succeeded.
Everyone said their goodbyes and soon the boys were on their way to their cabins, they were small, only three to a cabin but that meant less people to have to deal with, Andy thought.
The two other boys that Andy was sharing the cabin with, was a short chubby kid with red hair named Ronny. Ronny was the typical unpopular chubby kid, shy and always looking down.
Vance was a black a haired emo kid with pale skin, a ripped shirt, and a net shirt underneath. He also had a spiked collar and dark eyeliner.
Andy was proud being the tallest of the two... though not much taller than Vance. He had the same dark brown hair as his dad but all his other features were from his mother that he never met, she died during birth according to his dad. He looked so feminine that he tried everything he could to look more manly. But his pretty face and shapely body could not be hidden... he just ended up looking like a tomboy... a cute one at that.
The boys put away their things and soon it was lights out. It was a long day so it didn't take long for the boys to fall asleep. If they weren't so tired they might have heard the soft steady beat emanating from what seems like the cabin itself.
Andy found himself running in a misty room from what looked like dicks... but no matter how fast he ran he could not get any distance between him and the cocks. He could hear voices saying stuff like "Suck" "Lick" "Mmmmm... good," "Cocks are tasty," "Cum is yummy," "you want to suck," "you want it," "It will feel so good."
Then he fell and the disembodied dicks reached him - it was morning and the breakfast bell was ringing. Andy had a raging hard-on that tented his underwear. He quickly got up and ran to the bathroom to change hoping that the other boys wouldn't see his morning wood.
He soon made his way to the multipurpose room, now the chow hall. Andy blushed when he noticed they were having sausage links. He sat down avoiding eye contact with anybody but if he paid any attention to the other campers he would've noticed that everyone was doing the same. Everyone was embarrassed by their dreams last night.
The day went by in a blur. When Andy tried to recall it he just remembered the outline of the counselor's cocks.
There was a knock on the door and in walked one of the counselors.
"Hi boys my name is Tim, Tim Manhude. you can call me Tim or counselor Manhude if you like," he said as friendly as he could. And just like the other counselors his cock was quite noticeable in his tight shorts.
"I'm your personal counselor just for this cabin. So if you have any questions or just want to talk I'll be in that room." He pointed to the room next to the bathroom.
"Any reason at all..." He squeezed his cock in front of the boys "I'll be there." He smiled.
"I actually have a question..." Vance said avoiding eye contact "can I talk to you alone?"
"Sure." Tim smiled and guided him to his room. The room there was simply a bed and a couple of chairs. "Have a seat." he gestured to one of the chairs. "What can I do for you?" he said with a smile.
"I had a strange dream last night..." Vance said looking at the ground ashamed.
"Really what about?" Tim asked.
"There were... p- things chasing me..." Vance feeling more and more uncomfortable.
"What was chasing you?" Tim asked, sounding concerned.
"P-pe-penises..." Vance said as he blushed deep red
"Hmmm... Have you ever had a dream like this before?" Tim asked like he was thinking.
"No!" Vance quickly shot, not wanting to be seen as a queer.
"It's ok if you have, you're going through changes and dreams like these are normal for a boy your age," Tim said trying to comfort the boy. "But how did that dream make you feel?" he said truly wanting to know the answer.
"Ummmm... strange..." The boy said unsure of the feeling but not taking his eyes off the counselor's bulge.
"Really," Tim said as he squeezed his hardening cock. "Have you ever seen another person's before?" Tim asked now openly stroking it. Vance shakes his head still unable to tear his eyes away from the still stiffing monster. "Do you want to?" Tim asked with a devious smile.
The boy slowly nodded his head, quickly Tim released his snake and was stroking it in front of the boy. Vance licked his lips and soon found himself on his knees licking the shaft. The boy did not understand but this just felt natural... this was what his mouth was for; to service cocks... not just his mouth but his very being. Everything is for cock, hands, face, ass... everything... throughout his sensual epiphany Vance serviced Tim from sucking his cock to bouncing on his shaft.
Late into the night Vance got dressed and snuck into bed savoring the last cum load in his mouth then finally swallowing. With a girlish smile, he wondered how many loads he could get tomorrow.
The next chapter, What is a Zobr?