Camp Hardwood Day 2 (Rewrite): Virgo Roshambo

Day Zero
Day One


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"Rise and Shine! You guys have a obligation to fulfill!" Alexa proclaimed with enthusiasm that rubs you the wrong way after you just wake up. I started to understand Cameron's response yesterday morning the more I thought about it. I'm convinced morning people aren't people. 

The 4 of us moaned like zombies and acted the part, as we got up slowly with tired groans, knowing full well what's ahead of us and our balls.

"Fuck man..." I heard Tim say. "Fuck this shit, I don't wanna throw up today."

Eventually, we all got up and got ourselves ready and there was an aura of 'This is going to hurt' sitting in the air. I put on jeans with a black tee, Aaron put on nice green jeans with a white tee. His jeans looked really nice, I thought they were probably expensive. Cameron put on grey sweats with a white tee, and Tim put on normal jeans with a wife beater, sleeveless tee. His arms looked huge, and I was glad he chose to show them off. I liked the look everyone was bringing into today's activities. Everyone looked cute, and I even felt a little bit excited, watching everyone get ready. 

As ready as we were gonna get, and with Tim and Cameron holding their crotches, the four of us all talked together before we all left.

"So, we all gonna go easy on each other right?" Tim worriedly asked. Tim appeared to value not being in nauseating agony over the enjoyment of watching your peers be in nauseating agony. I mean I get it, but he's on his own boat here.

"Uh, no? Play to win!" I replied.

"Nah man, don't be like that." Tim responding in a pleading tone.

"If we don't play to win, the girls might just get angry and make it worse for us." Cameron said behind me. I didn't try to put on any face as I turned my smile around and saw Cameron looking past me, right at Tim. I looked back at Tim, now trying to hide my smile a bit, and it looked like Tim was giving the idea some thought. It was a good point, he obviously didn't want to take anymore than he had to. Might as well just go out and hopefully get it over with. Cameron knew what point to bring up to get the desired outcome. Cameron's actually pretty intelligent, at least I think so. 

Tim let out a defeated sigh then shook his head. "Fine, fine. But I'm not having breakfast! I don't want to throw it up right afterwards." Tim said, getting a laugh out of us.

None of us had breakfast that morning.

After the girls ate, we all got together. We gathered in front of our cabins, before the sandy hill that went down towards the beach looking at the lake. I also fully noticed for the first time, the long forest riding some 20 something feet above the lake to the left when you face the lake. It stretched for awhile, then turned away from the beach and went inland. In other words, the green trees stretched, and together were shaped like an upside down, backwards L. I guess that's just a 7, isn't it? Regardless, it was well placed, aesthetically speaking, and I liked the sight a lot.

Back to the action. We wasted little time, forming a big circle, and us gladiators were to combat in the middle, for the entertainment of the yesterdays victors.  

"Alright, girls won... so they chose today's activity." Josh said, almost begrudgingly.

"So, we all talked about it!" One of the twins said, with far more energy than Josh had.      

"And we decided upon the rules! Flip of a coin to decide between which lucky boy kicks first, and it's kicks only! Doesn't matter the kind of kick, any kind of kick works. And you guys go back and forth until one of you gives up because your balls hurt too much! We'll go until there's a declared winner! Any questions?"

The 4 of us looked at each other. Nothing needed to be said. We keep on kicking each other until one of us doesn't want to go anymore. We all looked back to her and waited. 

"Good! We also split you guys up already. We agreed that..." The twin said, looking at all 4 of us. Her eyes stopped on me, and it made me anxious.

"Cevin... you will go up against... Aaron."

I breathed out. All right. I kinda woulda rathered Cameron still. I wasn’t really mad or really wanted to hurt him, but I haven’t busted him yet. And he’s the cutest boy here, so naturally I wanted to touch his junk the most. And roshambo is an easy excuse to do so. He can’t get mad at me if I’m supposed to touch his balls.

And although I wasn’t really mad at him, a small part of me wondered if maybe I should’ve been. Like, I should want him to know that I’m not happy with how he reacted yesterday morning. But even with that part of me existing, I knew that I shouldn't be mad at him. Honestly, he had every right to act how he did. I tried not to think too much about this, because it didn't help anything. 

"Tim, you and Cameron go at it."

I heard a sigh from Cameron. I looked over, and he came off as disappointed. His head down, and his carefully placed hands were holding his junk through those soft grey sweats. It looked like he's still a bit sore, and I'm sure he wished he didn't have to trade kicks with the strongest kid here in Tim. Especially since he just convinced Tim to hold nothing back not too long ago. Cruel irony that made me smirk a bit. 

"I'm so excited!" Said a twin, expressing her anticipation. "I just KNOW, Tim's gonna win!"

"Yeah, Tim's def gonna win." Diane said

"My money's on Tim too!" Said the remaining Twin.

"I, believe in Cameron!" Monica said with defiant loyalty.

"Really?" Diane asked.

"Yeah, Cameron can totally win this! I think he will surprise you guys." Monica said, smiling at Cameron. I was already feeling nauseous, and I haven't even gotten kicked in the balls yet.

“Beth, that reminds me of that time when Angela told Mark to stand up for her because you said Mark’s a pussy.”

“Which Mark?” Bethany asked.

“I don’t remember. It was when we were filming ‘The Shack in the Forest’, and he was dating Angela.”

“OH, I remember! And then he walked up to me, all nervous, and I dropped him with a little nut tap haha!”

“Yeah! He was crying, it was sooo funny!”

“Okay, can we get on with this?” Aaron said, trying to get the twins to shut up.

“Yes please.” Diane added, sounding like she was already exhausted.

“Fine, fine…” Bethany said, pulling her hair back.

Me and Aaron were to first to go. Flipped a coin, and I won. I got to kick first.

I got myself ready, and looked ahead. Aaron in green jeans, blue eyes looking at me. His jet black hair sitting on his head nicely, a cute face that looked a bit worried. He ran a hand through his hair and breathed out. I could tell he wasn't too sure about this, but he looked as ready as he'll ever get as he spread his legs. I looked down between his spread legs, and my targets were hanging graciously between his slender thighs, and that's all my focus was on. That pouch between his legs. I couldn't help but imagine how his boy bits were being held in there. Was his dick over both of his balls? Was his dick out of the way, maybe it was just sitting over one of his nuts. Maybe he tried to move his balls up out of the way and his briefs were really tight on him, or maybe he's just wearing boxers and they're dangling there like a twig and berries.

This was the beginning of Roshambo.

Although I wanted to kick Cameron, I realized I should be more than satisfied with Aaron. I loved looking ahead at him, imagining everything, and he looked great in those green jeans that I couldn't help but think so much about. I couldn't wait to feel everything I was imagining. I then wanted to imagine his reaction, so I looked up at him and took the rest in. He has nice dimples when he smiles, and his blue eyes were easy to look at and complimented his boyish face so well. But, I loved his hair the most. Aaron's hair's my favorite out of everyone's at camp, it looked the most gracious. Like I mentioned earlier, it looked similar to an emo kids hair. I always thought they were cute, and Aaron pulled it off just perfectly. It kinda edged it's way on his head, like an jet black upside jagged cliff. But it didn't really force you to look at it, nor was it so in the way that it took away from the rest of him. I couldn't imagine him with any other hair style, because it just fit him perfectly, like blue on the ocean. And his body was really good too, of course, especially in those well fitting clothes. His slender frame, although still on the smaller side of things, looked good and I had no reason to complain about it. Aaron will definitely grow into a great looking adult one day. But right then and there, he was a kid I needed to break with a kick to his McNuggets. 

I pulled a step back, took a breath in then out, and really tried to get into the idea that I'm expected to kick this boy in his balls. I looked up, into Aaron's blue eyes and nodded when I know he saw me. He returned the nod, then looked down. I took that as my go. 

Not wanting to not know how it feels to kick Aaron in the balls, I took a small running start and sent my foot into his crotch, flattening the bulge in his jeans. The kick, like each kick after, spawned a sea of 'oohh's!' and 'ahhh's!' and all of those. Some out of pity, others out of excitement. You can't help but get invested when you see a guy get kicked in the nuts. 

It wasn't a particularly nasty kick, but it wasn't playful. After the kick, I was annoyed that I didn't prep it up. I just went right in when I got the go-ahead, I was too excited to kick Aaron and I didn't want to waste any moments. But not preparing felt a mistake. It was too forced and, I just didn't like it all that much. I felt like an idiot afterwards.

However, my opinion of the kick didn't effect how Aaron took it. As my bare foot started to pull back from his soft crotch, Aaron sent his hands to his boys with a grimace as his body pulled him hunched over. I studied his reaction and wondered if I maybe got more of that kick than I thought I did. He even fell to both knees, hands moved to the floor, like he was praying. He seemed to have some issues collecting himself.

"My balls... that stiinngss..." Aaron groaned, pushing further into the sandy floor. 

"Better get used to that, not gonna be the only time!" A twin said, getting some laughs. I could see Aaron's body shake at the thought. I even saw a grimace on his face as he looked up. The grimace might've been there from the nut pain, but I can't imagine the twin's words helped fix the look on his face. 

Anyways, Aaron eventually was able to stand up straight, even with pain on his young, cute face. I wondered how many kicks he would be willing to take. 

I breathed out, dropped my head and spread my own legs. I wished I took more time to kick properly. I knew I could have kicked better than that, and if Aaron reacted like that to what probably was a medium kick, a full on kick would ruin him. Maybe I wouldn’t of needed to even prepare myself here, he might've just given up after one kick. I don't even know if the girls would've allowed that. I could totally of seen the twins make him go another round. 

"Come on Aaron, shake it off!" Diane cheered. 

"That wasn't a very good kick." A twin added. "I hope the rest are better." She sounded like she was very knowledgeable on nut kicks.

Aaron moved in place carefully and got himself ready. He looked where he was supposed to and seemed excited, despite him also looking a bit sick. I could see the energy bouncing off him, his now excited smile,and the painful orbs covered by his hand weren't able to hide his energy either. He pulled both hands back, then took a couple steps back too, before looking into my eyes. I smiled and nodded, and he nodded to return. I was as ready as I'm gonna get.

Aaron didn't take much time either, and ran at me, throwing his foot right up between my legs, crashing into my crotch with mean contact.

I doubled over, and held my balls that exploded in a thudding pain. That was a good kick. Better than the one I gave him, I'm pretty damn sure. I closed my eyes, and clenched my teeth as the pain came over in waves, each one pulling me down. My balls were still a tad bit sore from yesterday, but it was okay. I felt I had this. Don't get me wrong, it hurt a lot. But I know I was in a good spot. I felt I could've taken another one or two like that. 

However, I did not want to take another kick. I felt confident I could take another kick like that one, but I really didn’t want to. It would hurt my chances to win this tournament.

"That was a good kick!" I heard one of the girls say.

"Yeah. I thought Cevin would win this, but Aaron might now."

I shook my head and jumped in place, with my hands carefully cupping my balls. Shake the pain away. I wasn't too sore from yesterday, so I knew I was fairing better than the rest of us boys coming in. I looked at Aaron and I motioned. He spread his legs and I could see he was a bit worried. He probably hoped that would have effected me more. I was much quicker to recover than he was.

I took a couple steps back and told myself to put more into this next kick. I waited a bit, and even practiced a kick in front of Aaron. When I felt comfortable with going in, I focused forward, on the zipper section of Aaron's jeans and thought of what I felt the last kick. I took that, and tried to imagine me kicking them all the way up into his throat this time. After my imagination made that vivid, I ran in. 

I still remember the feeling of the sand shift under my bare feet which screamed through the air as my foot crashed into Aaron's slim green jeans with a thud. I felt his bits compress over my foot and that same foot scoop up those same bits and slam them into his body. I knew on that kick, that his dick was hanging on the side a bit, and it wasn't protecting his nuts all that much. Feeling that, really made the experience so much more for me. I loved feeling his sensitive nuts under attack by my foot, his body react and raise with it. I felt like a puppeteer raising my doll.

That kick was so much better.

Aaron instantly yelped out and landed on his feet, instantly doubled over. His eyes were crossed and his face looked sick as he fell forward and twisted onto his back in one painful motion. On the floor, he whimpered with his hands buried between his raised legs before he rolled onto his side and pulled his legs in. 

"That was an evil kick." Diane said.

"I didn't know Cevin had that in him!" Said one twin.

"Holy FUuuCCCK!" Aaron croaked. His voice cracked. It got most of us to laugh. Aaron groaned out, then curled into a ball completely. He hacked out, then rolled onto his stomach, whining again. 

"Fuck me, I'm done." 

"What? Already!?" A twin asked, sounding both shocked and disappointed. 

"Yes, no more. I'm going to vomit..." Aaron moaned from the floor, as he rolled back onto his back and slowly lifted his leg. Then he pulled it in, coughed, then curled up. 

“WOAH! GO CEVIN!” I heard Cameron chant. I laughed and nodded. 

“Well done Cevin!” Alexa said. I turned to her and saw her smiling. I smiled back and bowed, getting a laugh or two. I turned back to Aaron, as he was in the process of rolling around. He was making terribly pained noises. His eyes shut, and his face really red too. He had a nice looking bulge, with his tight jeans riding up on him. Then, he must've felt a particularly nasty wave, as he screamed out and flopped around, more unrestrained. He heaved then pulled up to his knees and stayed there for a moment. Then flat on his belly, hands cupped under his crotch.  

I know his balls were still sore going into this, so I get that this wasn’t really an even fight. But that didn’t take anything away from me enjoying as I watched him writhe around. He really fit in those tight jeans so well. They were riding up on his slim legs, his face was red and the noises he were making were so hot. And his arms deep in his legs, his body hunching up. There was so much for me to enjoy. 

After a bit of time, Aaron was able to stop making such a rolling scene. He was able to stay on his knees, looking down, but he couldn't stop making some sick noises.

“Is Aaron going to vomit?” Monica asked.

“No… just gimmie a moment…” Aaron croaked out.

“Come on Aaron, you better not vomit! Get a move on, you weren’t even kicked that hard!” A twin let out. I watched Aaron glare at the twins. He looked even more sick after hearing that.

“Come on, he got kicked in the balls twice…” Cameron said, standing up for Aaron.

“Yeah, chill. And we’re still sore from yesterday thanks to you girls…” I added.

“Whatever. We didn’t even go that hard on you guys…”

Tim spoke up next. “If that was you girls holding back… my balls are already hurting, fuck man.” He spat out. I glanced at him, and saw him holding the bulge in his jeans. I chuckled, although I didn’t really want to feel the twins at their most unhinged, if they were being honest. If there's a line, I get the feeling they'd be the first to cross it. 

“You good, Aaron?” Josh asked. He walked up to Aaron and bent over, looking to help.

“I’m fine, I’m fine…” Aaron let out, still looking down on all fours. He pushed himself up, and struggled to do so. Josh helped him get up, and then I walked up to Aaron, a hand holding my nuts, and reached the other out to my fallen comrade. My hand held Aaron's shoulder, and I rubbed him gently.

“Good game, man. Let’s go chill.” I said, walking with him to the side. We limped together, and sat down somewhere empty. Aaron cringed as he sat down, and I kept my hand on him. Aaron groaned as he leaned over and lied on my lap. The weight made me cringe, and I think he felt it. He immediately apologized, then moved his head lower. I rubbed his hair as he did, accepting him with open arms, hoping I could help him feel a little better.

Next up were Tim and Cameron.

Tim stood there with jeans and a sleeveless white tee, Cameron with a white tee shirt and sweats. I was glad he chose to wear sweats, but it certainly wasn't going to help him win this. Way less protection. But I like a guy in sweats. So it was great to see him wear them.

They flipped a coin and Tim won. This was not good for Cameron’s chances to win this.

“Shit…” Cameron let out, rubbing his hands on his sweats.

“Still think Cameron got this?” A twin asked Monica. I looked over and Monica looked dumbly confident.

“Yeah. Cameron will surprise you guys!”

I saw Cameron’s face light up a bit at the comment. He seemed to appreciate her faith.

Without thinking, “Yeah, Cameron! You got this man!” I cheered, clapping. I saw Cameron glare over at me with a huge smile. He looked happier when I cheered him on.

“You two are idiots.” A twin said, almost bitterly.

Cameron ignored her and spread his legs. He breathed out and looked more confident then he did before. He jumped up and down in his sweats, and you could see his bulge jump around with him, and some skin on his stomach thanks to his shirt swinging in the air. I heard Monica let out a… dog whistle? I’m unsure if it’s still called a cat call, but she whistled at him suggestively. Cameron chuckled and stopped jumping, ruining the show.

Cameron stood confidently, moved his hands to his head and spread his legs. I watched his strong body stand ready. In the moment, all I could do was stare at Cameron and his frame. You could even get a good sense of his personality. Fun, kind, confident, easy-going, open and unique. I remembered why I sucked his dick the first day, and I forgot everything that happened yesterday. Despite feeling some effects of a nut kick not too long ago, I felt really awesome.

“You ready, bro?” Tim asked.

“Of course!” Cameron happily replied.

It was almost like Cameron was looking forward to getting kicked in the balls. Honestly, that wouldn’t surprise me too much. He seemed to enjoy that first kick Aaron gave him earlier. It would also explain why he was almost taunting the twins before. 

Then again, his balls were probably the sorest of everyone’s so far, you’d think he wouldn’t want to get kicked again. Maybe Tim’s were the sorest actually. Probably Tim, now that I get to think about it a bit. Regardless, Cameron stood there, inviting Tim to do his best to his balls. 

Tim nodded and readied up. He took a step back, reared his denim covered tree trunk, and threw it forward. He kicked Cameron between his confident legs, and crushed everything up until his foot couldn't go up any further. I saw Cameron’s bulge get flattened under Tim’s foot, I heard that sickening kick destroy Cameron’s balls. Cameron was lifted off his feet, and he let out a scream as he realized just how horrific that kick was. It was eye opening.

“HOLY SHIT!”

“HIS FUCKING BALLS!!!”

Cameron’s mouth was wide as he let out whimpers that sounded like he were a wounded puppy. His head was down, and slowly lowered himself to the floor. How he had the power to control his fall, is beyond me. Because in the 2 seconds I saw his eyes after he got kicked, I saw absolutely no power, no life. He placed himself on his side, then took in sharp breaths. Then a shivering groan, which was followed with a scream into his closed mouth. 

"Oh, that looked nasty..." Monica said in sympathy. 

"Nasty is an understatement..." Said, I think Alexa. 

I watched intently, seeing Cameron suffer on the floor, flopping around and kicking his legs. I loved watching his bulge shift and bob in those soft sweats, then watch it be held in place by his careful hands. And his face, his cute, handsome face, was all scrunchy and upset. It was so red, like a tomato. Cameron's face gets so much redder than everyone else's, it's honestly really cute. All of this complimented by his moans and whimpers. I wouldn't of been surprised if he called it quits after that kick, but he never made a word out. 

Despite the description I'm giving Cameron's reaction, the reality was that Tim's punt, was a total show stopper. No one expected a punt like that. It made me feel nut pain, like the kick created a shockwave that ran through every boy in the camp. I didn’t even want to imagine how Cameron felt, because I knew it was horrendous. I have no idea how he managed to take that kick and still be willing to take another, especially after getting his balls busted the past couple of days. But good for him, I don’t know if anyone else could take a kick like that after what he’s been through.

Although I felt for him as a fellow boy with testicles, I really want to emphasize how hot it was hearing him make those noises, and see his body in such a state. It made me really want to kick him for myself to be honest. At least, once the initial 'Oh my god, he's fucking dead' wore off. 

“He might actually vomit after that one, that was vicious!” A twin said.

“Is he even going to be able to take another one?” Diane asked.

“Yeah, he hasn't given up yet! Cameron got this!” Monica said, unwavering. I, on the other hand, had less confidence in Cameron after that. I have balls, I can imagine how hideous that kick must’ve felt. Monica has blind faith, she can’t understand. But I still cheered him on too. God knows he needed it. 

After some long moments, Cameron was able to get on his knees and give off the impression that he's trying to get back in this. As he stood up on his knees, I got to see him more clearly. His handsome, freckled face looked sick, he held his stomach and then instantly grunted as he began to lean back. He sat on his heels and moaned towards the floor.

“Jesus Tim… my balls, bro…” Cameron groaned weakly.

“You’re the one who told me to go all out…” Tim said, almost sounding like he felt bad for kicking that hard.

Cameron whined, and weakly stood up. He still looked sick, and he made that sad, whimpering "ahhh... aaa" noise as he had to lower his hands to his super sore testicles. He doubled over and took some breath in, trying to recuperate.

"If I lie down again, I'm never getting back up..." Cameron moaned, getting us to laugh. 

“I have no idea how he’s still in this after that…” Aaron said from my thighs. I chuckled, and realized that I probably didn't have to be rubbing his hair anymore, but felt it out of place if I stopped. 

“Feeling better?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m okay now.” Aaron said looking up, causing me to pull my hand back. I smiled.

“That’s good. But yeah…” I said looking back to Cameron. The pain was obvious. “...that kick might’ve actually broke his balls…”

“And you are probably gonna have to face that kick next…” Aaron said, reminding me of what is likely to come.

“Oh fuck, you’re right…” I groaned as I lied back. I held my hands over my eyes, and didn’t want to think about it.

Aaron got up off my thigh and rubbed my stomach. “Don’t worry Cevin, Cameron will weaken him for you. I think you can take him!”

I moved my hand off my eyes and looked at Aaron. He looked at me sweetly and sincerely. I almost believed what he had to say. I used my elbows to sit me up, and I stayed like that.

“Maybe, maybe. Let’s see if Cameron can even kick Tim after that…” I said, getting Aaron to laugh. He moved his hand off my stomach.

“Don’t stop, that felt nice!” I said honestly. It really did. I felt like a dog, that belly rub was sex.

Aaron laughed and moved his hand back to my belly. “Who's a good boy? You're a good boy!” Aaron joked with a cute face and puppy voice. I laughed and nodded.

"I'm a good boy..." I confidently said. Aaron laughed and stared at me for a few.

We waited a bit, and Cameron eventually looked like he wasn’t about to vomit. He walked around a bit and seemed to relatively okay, despite a nasty limp. 

“You good man?” Tim asked.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m good.” Cameron said, twisting his upper body. He still had pain on his face, but he was good. “You ready?” Cameron asked with a smile.

“Yeah, I’m ready. Hit me with your best shot, I deserve it!” Tim said. He kicked his legs out, spread them and pulled his jeans up as much as his thick legs let him, showing off the ample bulge that was about to be assaulted. It looked like a softball covered in a wool sock or two. Tim then raised his hands over his head, and really stretched out his strong frame, showing us all that he is made out of pure 15 year old muscle. 

“Fucking Tim…” I said lowly, loud enough for Aaron to laugh at my comment.

“I know... his body is amazing…”

We all ogled Tim for some moments. Even Cameron did so. He looked him over, and although I can’t read his thoughts, I’m sure he felt in awe and really enjoyed the sight. My suspicions seemed to be confirmed when Cameron began to walk, less painfully now, around Tim, his eyes glued to Tim’s frame. 

Tim stood there, maybe a bit uncomfortable, but he didn’t move. He stood there, and waited for Cameron to strike. Cameron circled Tim once, and nodded, almost approvingly. Then from behind, Cameron quickly took up stance, and shot an unexpected but very swift kick between Tim’s legs from behind, his foot crashing into that large ball of meat and pushing up, almost through it, catching everyone off guard as the loud THUD rang in our ears. As Cameron pulled his leg back, he doubled over and cringed. The sudden movement hurt him. But not as much as it hurt Tim. 

Tim cried out with a hack as he pulled himself in towards the floor in something close to a ball, falling onto his side almost immediately. 

“DAMN!”

Tim whimpered out and rolled around in animation. His groaning, broken breaths and tensing muscles was all anyone's focus on. 

"Fuck... dude, ARGH!" Tim hollered out. 

“Holy fuck! CAMERON'S GOT THIS!” I hollered.

"WOOO! HE'S OUT, HE'S DONE! IT'S OH-VUR!" Monica added after. 

Tim writhed on the floor, in obvious agony. I honestly thought he was done for, I couldn't imagine him willingly take another kick, especially after he seemed so disinterested before. Everytime I heard him grunt out, and take in a breath, I was sure the next sound was him giving up. 

But, it never came. The only noises that came out of him were those of pain, but none of defeat. I could tell that everyone was waiting for it too, everyone's eyes were glued, not much dialogue. But after a minute, everyone knew he was probably gonna make it to the next round. 

"Damn, Cameron's gonna have to take another kick!" Diane said aloud. 

"SHHHH! Don't say that!" Cameron said, throwing his hands around in a way that told me 'Don't remind me that I'm about to get kicked in the balls, AGAIN!'  Cameron was once very confident, but that seemed to be a distant memory now.

“You’ll be fine Cameron, don’t get so angry. Just need to take one more kick, and you’ll win!” Monica said.

“Sure, just one more kick to the balls and I’ll be okay. No biggie!” Cameron said shaking his head. I chuckled.

“Maybe he’ll kick you so hard, you’ll go completely numb.” I said, getting a laugh out of Cameron.

“Maybe! That might work.” Cameron said wagging his finger. I laughed and stared at Cameron. He was looking back at me with a similar expression. He then turned to Monica, and I turned too. She stayed staring at Cameron, looking like she had something on her mind. 

But anyways, we waited for Tim to ready himself up.

“Fuck yo… that kick came out of nowhere…” Tim strained out.

“I had to use tactics! No way I could beat you, power for power.” Cameron said. He’s right, it was smart of him to do that. I made a mental note.

“Fair… still… fuck you.” Tim said, getting a laugh out of most of us.

“Yeah, yeah… come on, hit me with a medium shot!” Cameron said, getting me and Aaron to laugh.

“Oh no! You ain't that slick!” Tim said, wagging his finger.

“Baby please!” Cameron begged, garnering laughter, even from Tim.

“Don’t baby me!” Tim said, taking a step back.

Cameron groaned and shook himself a bit.

Tim spoke before he kicked. “Let me know when you’re ready.”

Instantly, “I’m ready. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-”

Cameron screamed out after he claimed he was ready and tensed up and spread them, tightening his hands at his side. Tim catapulted his leg up into Cameron’s groin as he was screaming out, and lifted him off the floor once again. Despite how normally when you get kicked in the balls, it forces you to make loud, scream-like noises, Cameron’s scream was halted after Tim’s kick hit home.

With Cameron off the ground, his face looked down, and his hands held onto Tim’s shin as he was lifted into the air. As Tim brought his foot back and out, Cameron followed him down and fell knees first on the floor. Cameron looked almost frozen as he hit the floor, his face and body almost completely still, par physics doing it’s thing with his hair and clothes. Cameron’s eyes were wide the entire time, and slowly he pulled his hands in towards his crotch and fell on his cheek. He was still on his knees, then he began kicking the floor and that’s when he really became alive again.

Cameron coughed into the floor, gagged and coughed some more as he rolled around, incapable of controlling himself. His arms were at his side as his legs flailed, then his hands were holding his crotch as his legs continued, then they pushed as he dug into the floor again with his fingers. 

A series of different combinations of attempts to cope with the pain he must be feeling were displayed, but Cameron couldn’t find the right one. And all the meanwhile, I enjoyed watching it all so much. His body moving, these different angles and him bending, shifting and twisting. I loved it so much, and I was so happy the girls picked this. Cameron looked so hot like that. His ass, his bulge, his body, his face, his everything.

"My fucking nuts... oh god. I'm done, tap out." Cameron croaked as he smacked the floor a few times, getting some laughs. 

“Congrats Tim!” Alexa said, walking up to Tim. Tim nodded and backed up a bit. He seemed to of wanted to give Cameron some space and try and collect himself before the next round. Maybe he just wanted any excuse to stall. He had to go again after this anyways.

We waited a bit, waiting for Cameron to hopefully feel better. It never came.

“Can we move Cameron please, I wanna see Cevin and Tim go at it!” A twin said.

With that, I put my hand on Aaron's’ wrist, which was still moving around my belly. It pained me to stop him, but I had to.

“I gotta get up man.” I said, as I pushed myself up.

“But what about the belly rub?” Aaron asked with a frown.

“Sorry. It was great, and I owe you. But the show must go on!” I exclaimed, with laughter. Aaron joined in and nodded.

“You got this man, seriously. Just play smart. And don’t lose the coin flip!”

“Haha, I won’t.”

With that, I walked over to Cameron and rubbed his back.

“Come on, we gotta move you…” I said. I only got a moan in response.

“Let me help.” I looked up and saw Monica walk over. I stared at her, and her at me. Then she looked down at Cameron, and rubbed his shoulder. “Come on, let me help.”

Monica tried to pull on his arm which was holding his nuts, which didn’t work out too well. Cameron grimaced and whimpered, and I took a hold of her arm, hoping she wouldn't aggravate Cameron’s nuts any more.

“Chill, let him feel up to it.” I said looking at her. She glared at me, but nodded.

“One moment please…” Cameron whined out. He got onto his hands and knees and stared down. After some moments, I bent over and took a hold of his arm gently. He didn’t struggle and let me put his arm around my shoulder. Monica took this as a go ahead, and did the same. Once both of us got him around our shoulders, Monica started walking back to where she was sitting. I started walking back to where me and Aaron were. We almost pulled poor Cameron in two, before we realized we were walking in different directions. We looked back at each other, and held a stare into each other’s eyes. She started walking first, and I decided it’s whatever, this is the last round anyways. I helped Cameron to where Monica was, and put him down gently.

“There we go, you’ll be okay... “ I let out softly, as Cameron was put down. He groaned and lied on his back when he could. I stood up and looked to Monica. She sat down next to him, and didn’t look up at me.

“Good try…” She said caringly. She put her hand on his stomach, and rubbed with care. I was in a good mood before this. Although, this didn’t completely gut me, I felt a lot less bubbly. I didn't even realize this bothered me until I thought about it later.

Now, it was me vs Tim. We flipped a coin to see who kicked first. I won! I really needed that. I smiled and handed him my hand and he gave me the same, in a show of showmanship. Then, it was time to begin. 

Tim stretched himself out, squatted, and rearranged himself. Then spread his legs, raised his arms over his head and breathed out as he waited for me to do my job. I took my time. I took a page out of Cameron’s book and walked around Tim, taking in his frame. But I also saw the use of just kinda building anticipation, being unpredictable. As I kept that up, I thought about what would be the best course of action.

I kept on thinking how to go about this. How can I inflict the most damage with one kick. Maybe I could mule kick him? But I had a hard time imagining that would do any more damage than a kick with a running start. I could be wrong, but it just feels more awkward for me. I was also pretty sure that kicking from behind is better from the front, so I kept that in mind. I also really wanted to feel his balls under my foot. It felt so nice when I kicked Aaron, I was really looking forward to feeling Tim’s mammothness.

Then an idea struck me, and I decided to experiment a bit. But this wasn't for science, it wasn't for knowledge. This... this was for glory.

I stood in front of Tim with a confident smirk, and gloriously lied down flatly in front of him.

"What is he doing?"

"What the fuck?"

"Is he having a stroke?"

I looked up at Tim and he looked at me confused. My smirk grew into a full fledged smile as I moved in towards him and got comfortable with where I was in proportion to him. I looked over to Aaron. Aaron looked puzzled, but he seemed to be curious. I winked and he laughed. I looked over to Cameron and Monica, and they were watching, also looking confused. Cameron was lying on his elbows, and Monica was mindlessly rubbing his belly. Cameron smirked as he saw me see him. I raised my eyebrows and turned back up to Tim.

I pulled my right leg in, and sent it straight up between his legs, the arch of my foot connecting with Tim's large bulge, pushing Tim off his feet. I pulled my leg back in, and Tim stumbled as gravity forced his body back down, and almost fell right on top of me.

"oh fuck..." Tim let out as he doubled over and put his hands on both sides of me on the floor, keeping his knees up. He was literally right over me as I saw his pained face pucker and felt his strained breath violate my face. As much as I loved the intimacy, I had to move. I crawled back and watched in anticipation.

"Damn, that was original!"

"Cevin's gonna win this." I heard Cameron say sickly. Hearing his encouragement was sweet. But I didn’t focus on Cameron, instead focusing on the sexy black in front of me, groaning in nut pain that I gave to him. After I moved, he let himself fall to the floor, and rolled around anxiously for a bit. It was obvious he was in a lot of pain. Lying on his stomach, his jeans making his ass look really plump, hugging his body so tightly. His back muscles arching as he pulled his hands in as he coughed and moaned. I really loved the image of his strong frame, legs closed together, tight on his lower body as his arms connected at his crotch. That was probably my favorite 'position' Tim took when he was reeling from nut pain. Despite my enjoyment, I was hoping that would be the end of this, but he wasn't going to give up. I could tell. 

So, I got up and waited. Some heavy breathing, comments from the peanut gallery (my mom says that all the time, but I honestly have no idea what it means), and slowly Tim pushed himself to a better position. Obviously still in nut pain, but he was getting closer to be able to retaliate. I was gonna have to take a kick. It was okay though, I enjoyed that kick enough, but wanted another anyways. I loved feeling his mammoth package push up under my arch, but ideally, some toe action would be awesome. I haven't had any to this point.

I spread my legs and waited with a full mind. Tim looked at me after keeping to himself for some time. "That was fucking evil bro." He said laughing, still hunched over. He interrupted himself with a fit of coughing and I waited for it to end.

"Sorry, I'd rather not take a punt in the dick from someone who can bench press twice my weight."

That made him laugh. "Good point."

It took him some time, but he stood up straight and looked ahead. "Ready?" Tim asked.

I nodded and smiled. Spread my legs a bit further and waited. Tim took some steps back with a renewed sense of focus and attacked, lifting me off the floor. I sent my hands to my crotch and made a noise. I lowered my head and looked down as the pain overwhelmed my senses. All I could think of was these twin orbs of torture between my legs. I closed my eyes and grit my teeth, because it felt like something that might help. That kick was absolutely terrible. I felt my stomach tighten, sickness eat at me and at some point, I realized I was on the floor. 

Even if I wanted to call it quits after that, I don't think I would of managed to spit out the words. It was such an overwhelming, all body numbing experience. Everything hurt, moving only helped to displace the pain. It was really ugly, no wonder Cameron could only take two. Hell, given what he went through, I can hardly believe he willingly accepted more than one. 

After enough time, I got to my knees. Elbows in, by my crotch, and stumbling to my feet, which was too soon to try, and fell back down. I think someone asked if I was okay, but I didn't respond. I knew I couldn't take another kick like that. It felt like Tim kicked my nuts into my abdomen, and while they were shoved up there, they spawned a dull drumming song of pain that refused to stop. Eventually the song was less oppressive, but I couldn't take another.

But I managed to get to my feet, and it gave me as much pride as the pain allowed my body to have. Which wasn't much, the pain didn't leave much space for anything inside my body. It barely allowed my bile to stay inside. 

Tim spread his legs and waited for my move. Just to reiterate, I did NOT want to take another kick so I threw all 'what would be the most fun?' thoughts out the window along with whatever air Tim kicked out of me. I really felt like I needed to win on this round. My balls couldn't take another punt from that big strong man. Not with how I was feeling then especially. My balls didn't take as much punishment as the other 3 of us, but they were still more sore going in then I'd of liked. Aaron’s kick didn’t tickle, and I was sure that that kick Tim just gave me was going to stick with me the entire camp.

I was thinking about how I can cause Tim the most damage possible. Which way can I cause Tim the most testicular trauma. I needed him to not want to do this shit anymore. So, I followed Cameron's lead. I slowly walked around Tim, watching his body and waiting to see if a good idea came up. This was helpful for a few reasons. One, it gave me time to think, and I think better when walking. Two, it kinda grew suspense, which I reasoned helped me. And three, it helped me deal with the pain a bit. 

I slowly circled Tim, and after the third time, I made up my mind. I stopped behind him, and took a couple steps back. I knew that I had to kick his balls up into his throat, and anything less would mean the end of me. 

I ran forward, swung my leg out, and threw my foot up, aiming at his throat, hoping to reach it through his split legs. I felt the top of my toes push up into that meaty center I wanted to destroy, and the bridge of my foot stuck right up between his butt cheeks. I felt Tim's strong, and much larger body move up with my foot, and saw his body hunch over at the same time. As my foot reached it's highest point, he screamed out and fell forward, hitting the ground before I could pull my leg in. 

"AHH! AHHGG! FACKOHHMMMMMMMM..."

"OOOF! WHAT A KICK!"

Tim writhed and cried out on the floor. Rolling around, thrashing and not being able to hold anything in, including tears. 

"Fuck man... my balls... are bRRroOOKe!" 

"Does that mean he's out?" I asked. 

"No more, no more!" Tim cried out, fighting the tears, but losing. 

"CEVIN WON! WOOOO!!" 

I laughed and looked around. Alexa started clapping, then everyone who could, joined in. I saw Cameron clapping, and give me a thumbs up. As I looked around, Aaron was clapping too. Seeing everyone clap for me was super awesome, I felt like a celebrity or something. 

"Congrats Cevin! You are the winner!" Alexa said walking up to me. She raised my hand and I was showered in appraisal. It felt really great, but I honestly wanted to focus on Tim. I had no idea how many opportunities I was gonna get to watch a boy like Tim react like he is. Sweating so much, it looked like his body was covered with oil. His face oddly red for someone of his color, his body twisting and turning, his muscles tensing at the right moments. His tight bulge shifting ever so much in his jeans that gave him almost no room, his hands moving around it, trying to find the best way to hold those mammoth eggs of pain. Not many boys take 3 kicks in the balls within 25 minutes, the day after getting hit in the balls like 4 times. And each was worse than the last too. Poor guy, of course. But also, super fucking hot and exciting. 

"That was great!" Said one of the twins. After my 2 minutes in the spotlight ended.

"Yeah, that was awesome. I'm glad we choose that." Said Monica.

"I'm kinda sad it's over though..." Said the other twin.

"There's nothing more to do. Be glad we let this happen." Josh said trying to move this on.

Alexa looked at Josh and smirked. "I think... there's more we can do." She said slyly.

Josh looked at her with a quizzical, but also annoyed expression.

"You two haven't gone yet." Alexa said pointing at Josh and Diego. Both young adults looked at her with ‘you fucking what?’ looks on their faces.

"Yeah!" The twins said in unison.

"That's right! You two should go too. It's only fair!" Monica added.

"Yeah! And the winner of that can take on Cevin!" Diane said.

"Uhhhh..." Josh let out.

"I... don't think that's a good idea." Diego said, trying not to get kicked in the balls.  

"Why? You're scared you're wittle ballsy wallsys are gonna get hurt?" Alexa said, taunting the boys.

"Noo!" Diego said firmly. "It's just-"

"Just what?" Alexa replied quickly, keeping them on the spot.

Diego looked at Alexa. He sighed then looked at Josh. Both looked at a loss. They shrugged.

"Fine..." Diego said.

The girls started cheering and I was giddy too. I looked at Cameron, who was sitting next to Monica, having their own chat. Monica was animated and Cameron was looking down, nodding. I couldn't tell if it was mindless, or if he was focused or not. I looked over to Aaron and saw him sitting there by himself, looking around. I walked over and sat down next to him.

Diego and Josh stood in front of each other. Both in pink shorts and a pink shirt. Diego's olive skin and short messy black hair looked really nice and his cute face made him a joy to look at. A hot Hispanic with a great body. Josh took off his baseball hat and showed off his light brown hair. It's short, but well groomed. Josh's excitable face looked ready to go, even if a bit unwanting. You could tell that this wasn't his plan, but it looked like he wanted to make the best of it. I couldn't wait for both sexy boy's faces to scrunch in pain.

"You have a preference Cevin?" Aaron asked.

I looked over at Aaron and thought about it. "Uhhhh... Not really. I'm just really glad they both get to go. And even happier that I get to take one of them on next. And I'm really happy I get a break!" I said laughing, cupping my aching balls. Feeling better than Cameron, Aaron or Tim though, I was pretty sure.

"Okay boys, Rock Paper Scissors to see who goes first." One of the twins said.

I'm not sure why they didn't just flip a coin like we did, but it really didn't matter. They rock paper and scissored, and Diego won. He got the first kick. Josh spread his strong legs and waited for Diego to plant his foot between those muscular thighs. 

Diego breathed out and shook his head around. He stanced up and sent a kick between Josh’s legs. It wasn’t a very harsh kick, not at all. Diego seemed content to be playful with Josh, knowing that it was gonna come to him next. Diego wanted it to just be a fun little roshambo match up.

Despite the kick coming off as less strong as the ones we were giving out, it’s still a kick in the nuts. Josh grunted and doubled over, holding his pink shorts.

“Awk... my nuts…” Josh croaked out, then laughed as he squatted and shook his head. "That hurt!"

Diego laughed and spread his legs. “I’d be worried if that didn’t hurt you!”

Josh laughed. “No need to worry. Don't kick any harder than that, haha!” Josh said as he stood up straight and readied up for a kick of his own. He replied with a somewhat similar kick, and it hit just like Diego’s. A grunt came out of Diego’s cute mouth, and he stumbled back, laughing with a groan. His cute face was an attractive mix of pain and comradery. His hands were holding his balls with care as he doubled over and shook his head.

“Aww damn…” Diego said with a scrunched smile.

“Your huevos cracked?” Josh asked with a smirk. A couple of people laughed.

“No, sir! Just a tad…” Diego started off as he rearranged himself in his shorts. “...uncomfortable.”

“I bet! My huevos are going to be uncomfortable for the rest of camp from just today!” Cameron interjected, getting some laughter. I laughed too.

“Swollen too, right?” I asked.

“Beyond your wildest imagination!” Cameron laughed, along with most of us.

Josh spread his legs and pulled his shorts up, making a bigger bulge obvious between his thighs. He breathed out and amped his face all up and ready, as his body tensed along in preparation.

“ComeoncomeonecomeoncomeoncomeoncomeonAWK!”

Diego’s foot tapped Josh’s pulled up shorts with his foot, as Josh croaked and doubled over. Everyone laughed at the contagiously excitable young man, as he groaned in testicular agony. Diego laughed with everyone, and bent over at the waist.

“How ‘bout dem huevos?” Diego asked laughing, getting everyone else to continue laughing.

“Ugh…” Josh let out with a smile before falling to a knee. “...they’re okay. But if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you just wanted to feel my junk.” Josh joked in good spirits. But I noticed that Diego did not particularly enjoy that comment. His face went sour, but everyone else laughed anyways. I laughed too, but I felt something was up.

Diego spread his legs with no further comment, and Josh held his nuts until he was ready. Then he sent a playful kick to Diego’s groin, creating a soft thud. Diego moaned and doubled over, but kept his hands at his knees.

“Maybe you want to just want to feel Diego’s junk too, Josh!” Alexa joked, getting some laughter from everyone not named Diego.

“Of course. I gotta compare, right? I think I’m bigger!” Josh said, winking at Diego. Diego didn’t seem to like that joke much. Josh cleared his throat and spread his legs.

Diego reared back, and sent a not so playful, much more devastating kick to Josh’s manhood. It raised Josh off the floor, and a loud holler left his mouth. Josh looked really surprised, and out of breath when his feet hit the floor.

“OH MY GOD!”

“AHHHH!”

Josh took less than a second to hit the floor after Diego's kick lifted him off it. Josh's legs instantly gave in as his face looked sick at the floor. Then, he groaned and rolled around on the floor, holding his crotch.

“My nuts… oh my god, what the fuck...  my sack… I'm out...”

"Diego is the winner!" Alexa said aloud.

“Jesus, that kick came out of nowhere!” A twin exclaimed.

“Honestly… Jesus, dude…” Tim said painfully. 

Josh flopped around, groaning and totally completely overwhelmed with agony. It came out of left field, and I’m sure it was horrible for Josh. It’s hard not to feel bad for someone like Josh when something like that happens, but I would be lying if I didn’t say it wasn’t really hot. His strong, fully developed body rolling around, stretching out his clothing, his face contorting and rubbing his crotch. He's such a hot person, and it was such a hot scene, and it being so unexpected made it all more enjoyable. Like when you come across a random fight in school. Or pull out one of those peachio's and there's like 2 or 3 connected together. 

We waited for Josh to be able to stand up, which he did without much comment. He waddled away, and then it was my turn to face Diego. Oh boy. 

I didn’t really think too much about me being up next the entire time, but as I waited for Josh to get up, thinking about kicking that hot Hispanic really made me feel all tingly. I was really excited to feel Diego’s balls on my foot. His dick too, but his balls were what mattered at the moment.

"All right, can I get first kick?" I asked, really wanting to make sure I get to kick Diego. I wasn't too sure if I could stand a kick from this strong hunk. My balls were so sore, and I'd not be pleased I missed my opportunity to bust Diego.

"Yeah, sure Cevin. I'm not gonna hold back though, so keep that in mind." Diego said as he spread his legs. He sounded annoyed.

I shook myself ready and eyed Diego's lower body. His strong legs, leading up to the bulge in his pink shorts. I then looked up at his cute face and smiled. I'm going to take advantage of this.

"I think Cevin can win this honestly."

"Are you dumb? There's no way. Diego's way stronger."

"The same thing was said about Tim, and now look."

"That's true."

"Come on Cevin! WOOOO!!" Cameron yelled out, causing laughter. I smiled and shook my head. I had to focus on my situation and make sure that this kick was as good as it's gonna get. I circled Diego and looked over his body. Now that I got to look at him, and had the ability to compare the two... I don't think he's as strong as Tim, but I prefer his body, in a laid back and relaxing sort of way. Diego's body looks better proportioned, everything looks just perfect. Not too much, not too little, a pleasure to view. Bigger isn't always better. 

Diego's perfect body just stood stationary, legs spread. He was waiting for my foot to make him move.

I took a stance behind him and stepped back a bit. After a few steps I stopped and took a long breath. I took a moment to really appreciate his backside before I took a running start and sent my foot between Diego's strong legs, connecting with his testicles from behind. I still remember the feeling of my foot pushing into his soft spuds, and hearing them thwack up against his strong body.

Diego doubled over and held his balls as he let out a grunt. But I only saw him from behind, and while it was great looking at his cute ass hunched over from a mean nut kick, it really stuck with me how much I LOVED that kick. I felt Diego's large delicate yet firm eggs on the nails of my toes. His fully developed testicles. It was hard to tell because of the attire, but I think they felt stronger than Tim and Aaron's, but still so delicate. I loved busting him. I loved it so much. I didn't care about  winning, I just wanted to bust him again.

Diego stood there hunched over for a few moments, then fell to his knees before long. The entire time, I was thinking about so much; how hot this is, how much I want to kick him again, how awesome this opportunity is. Looking at him from behind, his tight strong body being shown off in his tight pink attire. His ass looking right at me, his hairy legs failing to keep his developed frame up This hot strong guy, this guy who's job is to basically look over me. Doubled over in agony, showing us all his weakness. My mind was racing a thousand feet per second.

Eventually Diego stood up straight and turned around. I shook myself out of my fixation and spread my legs instinctively. It didn't even click in my head that I was about to be kicked until I saw Diego's foot soar through the air. And it connected with a loud thud, crippling me.

I doubled over and could barely see. I could barely think. Just about all I knew was that I just got kicked in the balls and things are going to be getting so much worse soon. I could hardly breath and my legs felt so weak. I rolled in a ball and tried my best to stop existing. But I stayed alive, and despite that beyond agonizing feeling, I didn't give in completely. I wanted to get one more kick in. 

I lied there, cupping my balls, in the worst pain I felt to that point in my life. I didn't think anything could hurt that bad. It was hard to breath, hard to move, hard to think. Every action made me hurt more, as any effort I put forward had this extra wave of pain to accompany it.

Time passed and it got easier to manage as I collected myself. I looked up and Diego already had his legs spread and waited. I looked around. I saw the girls watching, Cameron next to Monica. Monica was talking to Cameron, but Cameron’s eyes were on me. He smiled and looked at me encouragingly and nodded. Unsure if that nod was directed at me or Monica though. I looked over at Aaron, and he was smiling and gave me a thumbs up.

“You got this man!” He cheered, which made me smile. I looked over at Tim and Josh, who were next to each other. Both were sitting down, but watching me as they talked. Josh told a joke or something, because Tim laughed.

I looked back at Diego and struggled to be straight. But I knew I was only going to be able to get one more kick in. There was no way in hell I was going to have enough strength to take another punt from Diego. So my only thought was getting as much enjoyment out of this kick as I could. I decided to just go for a straight up kick from the front. This way, I can see Diego's face as I kick him in the balls.

I kicked Diego in his junk and his bulge flattened under my foot. It was great to feel boy bulge over my bare foot again, feeling his manhood push up. It's a hard feeling to really describe, but it's an awesome one. The kick raised Diego slightly off his feet and he let out a stressful groan as he tumbled back, knees bent and legs up in a V. His eyes were closed, and he was trying to cope with the pain. I could see his body was wet, sweating from the pain. He looked really hot. 

"That was a good kick!"

"Diego really felt that one."

Diego rolled onto his side and under his breath let out "Fuck me..."

Oh with pleasure, I said to myself. In the moment, looking at this hot Hispanic, I was so glad I had that opportunity. I spread my legs and just ogled the hurting hottie until he kicked me. Watching Diego as his muscles bulged, one hand keeping him up, the other trying to comfort himself after my kick to the bulge between his legs. His pretty face distorted, but still so easy to look at and admire. Everything about it just tickled me the right way.  

Diego gathered himself after some time and I knew it was coming. 

"If I don't respond, that means I quit. TKO." I said, getting some laughs. 

"Haha, Cevin's already telling us he's done for!" A twin said. 

Yeah, I was. I knew this was it. I watched as Diego amped his kick up, and hoped I'd still have two working testicles after this. I just accepted my fate and as his kick lifted me off the floor, I instantly dropped to the floor. I didn't even try to fight it. That was the worst kick I felt up until that point. Way worse than the one before. I was sure he popped something. Thankfully, my boys were still in tact after that kick, but I wasn't sure for some time. I was also convinced I'd never feel normal again. But I was wrong there too, I think.


Time passed and we all talked about it in a group at lunch. Alexa brought out 6 ice packs and gave it to us boys as a consolation.

"That was really fun." Monica said.

"Yeah, I'm sooooo glad we won yesterday! There's no way the boys would have picked something as fun." One of the twins said.

"Of course you found it fun! You girls didn't have to do anything but watch us get kicked in the balls..." Tim said bitterly.

"It was still fun for us!" Cameron said. "And even if you don't think so, you tried your best to win! That has to count for something."

That was a good point. Tim shrugged. "Guess you're right. Wish I won though... but Cevin played it well."

"I had to! No way I could of won in a battle of brute strength versus you. You're built like a bull!" I said laughing.

"All those muscles don't mean he can take anymore kicks to the balls though." One of the twins said laughing.

"That's true. My brother is a few years older and really strong, and when I accidentally smacked him in the nuts, he collapsed in a ball. No way he could've taken the kicks you guys took." Monica said.

"Accidentally?" Cameron asked laughing.

"Yes! It was accidental I swear. We were just fucking around, and I meant to slap his leg. But he shifted, and I instantly knew I didn't hit his leg. His leg doesn't feel that spongey!" Monica said laughing, getting a couple of us to laugh, the rest to cringe. "I felt terrible at first. He looked so pathetic on the floor. My big brother, reduced to that because of an accidental love tap to his boys." Monica said, obviously enjoying the memory.

"Yeah, I can attest. Muscles don't mean much when it comes to getting sack tapped. Depends on the person." Diego said.

"You'd think that muscles would help, at least a little bit." Diane said.

"That's not it works though. Getting hit in the balls is like getting hit directly in your kidneys! But there's no protection at all, and there's even more nerve endings too. That's why it feels so spongey." Josh said, looking at Monica, who laughed.

"Damn, look at Josh here. Laying down the facts from his college Edumacation." I said, garnering some laughter too.

Josh laughed along too. "Just doing my best to inform my fellow peers of the sensitivity of the male genitalia."

"A cruel joke played on men by Mother Nature." Alexa said laughing.

We all talked for awhile. We bonded and really seemed to enjoy each others presence. Nothing like some good nut shots to bring everyone together

After the conversation became more specific, Cameron sneaked (snuck?) away from Monica and walked over to me. I watched him walk over as he held the icepack over his crotch. There’s something really hot about that. A boy holding an icepack over his crotch. 

“Hey Cevin.”

“Hey Cameron.”

“What'd you think about Roshambo?” He asked me.

“I enjoyed it… but I wouldn’t be torn up if the aftereffects would fuck off.” I said, getting Cameron to laugh with me.

“I feel that. My balls were really sore going into this, and I'm so surprised Tim didn't make me vomit!” Cameron said, getting me to laugh with him. 

“I feel you dude, I’m surprised you didn’t too! Also, really unlucky that you lost the coin toss.”

Cameron smacked his tongue. “Dude, I know. I was soooo pissed! But, I got one really good one off. I know I would’ve won if I got another off.”

I nodded. “Yeah, I think so too. It would’ve been awesome if you won! You vs me in Roshambo? Sounds like fun.”

Cameron smiled. “Yeah, it would’ve been.”

I laughed as I thought about it more. “It’s kinda funny, if we did. Considering…” I started off. I was about to mention the first night, but I something told me that would’ve been wrong. So I kinda just trailed off.

“Considering what?” Cameron asked, raising his eyebrows.

I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Then, Monica walked over and grabbed Cameron’s arm.

“Cameron! What’s up, what are you two talking about?”

Cameron looked over to her and smiled. “Oh, nothing really. Just talking about Roshambo.”

“It was awesome!” Monica said. “You did really well! And good job Cevin, it was really cool that you beat Tim!”

I laughed and looked down. “Yeah, well Cameron softened him up for me.”

Cameron and Monica laughed. “Yeah, Cameron was really close. Tim almost quit after that one kick.”

“Yeah… next time, I’ll break those big black balls!” Cameron said, getting us all to laugh.

After my laugh died down, I sighed, and kinda felt like I shouldn’t be there. Maybe that was just me being weird, but I don’t know. I kinda just backed out slowly, hoping no one would’ve noticed.

“Hey Cevin, we’ll talk later, okay!?” Cameron said a bit loud, after I was some distance away. I turned around and nodded at him. I turned back and stopped walking. I smiled at the floor, and wasn’t really sure why. Then, Alexa made an announcement.

"All right, so... since the boys are probably sore, they won't have to participate in the next activity. Me and the girls will go out and adventure in your memory however. Feel better guys, and thanks for the amazing show!" Alexa said with a smile. With that, she rounded the girls up and went on their merry way. The remaining 6 of us went back to our cabin, all walking with a limp and icepacks at our crotch. Was pretty funny looking back on it. Hot too, but funny. 

We all sat in the living room area and chilled for a bit, with our ice packs. I didn't say much, kinda just sat there. Then, inspiration.

"Hey, everyone... Let's have another round of Roshambo. Just 2 of us though. The other 4 can watch." I thought the idea was pretty fun. Either I do nothing and watch a fun little show, or I get the opportunity to kick one of these guys in the balls again. Maybe it could help teach me how to kick better, maybe I could learn to tense my body in a way so the kick didn't hurt so much. Plus, it's just a fun scenario, I thought to myself. 

But, for the few seconds after my proposition, I felt I was the only one who felt this way, in any sense. I felt awkward for bringing it up at all. 

"... But, why?" Tim asked

"Why not? Will be something for 4 of us to watch and enjoy, and 2 of us to actively participate in. Can pick names out of a hat or something." I said, trying to sound reasonable. 

The 5 of them looked at each other.

"I don't know..." Josh said hesitantly.

"I think it's a great idea!" Cameron said, looking right at me. It made me smile and feel more confident in my proposition. "I'm game." Cameron added, after he looked at me for a moment. Cameron made me feel like having fun. 

"Me too." Aaron said. He liked his chances, from the sound of it. 

Josh and Diego looked at each other and shared a look that said neither were against it if we were okay with it. Josh looked at us and spoke. "I'll go find a hat and pen and paper." Josh got up, putting his ice pack on the floor.

"I'm not game. You better not put my name in that hat." Tim said

"Scared?" I asked

"Nah man, I just don't want to get kicked in the balls."

"Sounds like you're scared." Cameron teased.

Tim looked at him. "Kid, I will end you, watch your mouth!"

Cameron raised his hands and shrugged. "Okay, okay. Just trying to get you to join in on our fun."

I was excited! We got another round of Roshambo. I looked around at everyone here, and would of loved to see any of these guys go at it again. Diego, the sexy Hispanic. Aaron's cute and and awesome. Tim, the sexy strong black guy with a monster package. Josh, the cute enthusiastic jock. And Cameron, of course. I felt really warm towards him at the moment, and even if I wasn't, I'd still think he's the cutest boy here. It was all really good, and it was just Day 2. I was really digging camp by this point.

Josh came back with a hat, a piece of paper and a pencil. "All right, everyone. Does anyone NOT want their name added to the hat?" Josh asked looking around. We all looked at Tim. He looked down in silence. He then looked up and stayed silent.

"All right. Everyone's name is going in the hat. May the odds be ever in your favor." Josh said with a chuckle.

He cut up 6 pieces, wrote 6 names and put them all in the hat and shuffled his hand around. "So, the next EXCITING round of Roshambo, rip our balls!" Josh said, getting all of us to laugh. He continued "...will include..."

Josh shuffled his hand and pulled out a piece of paper. "... Cevin!"

Everyone looked at me. I smiled and stood up. I get to have a bit of fun here. 

Josh moved his hand around in the hat and said "And his unlucky opponent..."

I waited in anticipation. I was hoping it'd be Cameron.

"...Cameron!"

!

I looked over at Cameron and we locked eyes. He smiled and nodded, then stood up and got himself prepared. He seemed ready as we faced each other.

“Same rules?” He asked.

“Uh, sure! First to die, loses..." I started off, getting a couple chuckles. "Rock paper scissors?” I asked.

“Nah, don’t worry about it.” He said spreading his arms and legs, like a star. “You can have at me first. You’ve earned it!” He said with a smile, as he brought his arms back down, holding his hands behind neck.

I smiled and responded. “Oh, why thank you! Your generosity knows no bounds!” I said, getting strong laughter from Cameron, who pulled a hand to his face to hide his mouth.

“I know, I know. I’m a fucking amazing guy, right?” Cameron said, then putting his hands at his side, holding his sweats. 

I smiled and nodded at Cameron. “For sure.” Creaked out of my mouth, very naturally.

Cameron looked down, and I think he blushed or something. He looked back up and pulled his sweats up and smiled at me.

I felt pretty nice looking at him, he was smiling, looking happy and excited, and it was all directed at me. I really wanted to take advantage, and have some fun. I didn’t want to really hurt him, or make this about me, testing things or whatever. I just wanted to mess around, smile and make sure we had a fun little match, like guys just being friends. So, I went against my instincts when a cute boy spreads his legs, giving me the go ahead to hit him as hard as I could. 

When I felt ready for it, I playfully lifted my foot, and kindly pushed it into Cameron's crotch. Feeling his dick and balls hanging delicately over my foot was really fun. Feeling that meat softly push up, and hear his boyish grunt to correspond. Then his hot body double over, and him with a mix of laughing and groaning. I couldn’t help but tingle with a smile.

“Aww, my balls… haha, they’re still so sore.” Cameron groaned, cupping his nuts, doubled over. His hair was hanging over, and when he looked up at me with his smiling freckled face, it made me feel like I had to respond to him.

“Nah, you’re being a puss.” I joked, spreading my legs.

“A puss, you say?” He asked a bit sick. 

“Pussy wussy cat!”

That got some laughter out of everyone.

“Kicked the pussy in his baaalllss!” Aaron joked, keeping it all up.

“Time for this pussy to kick back!” Cameron said, motioning to me. I spread my legs a bit more, and put my hands on the back of my head. Cameron stood up, then sent an equally playful kick, which doubled me over. It might of been a bit heavier of a kick then the one I gave him, but I might also be biased. I took a couple steps back and groaned, squinting. I moved a hand to the floor, to help me stay up. 

“Ugh… bastard…” I said under my breath. My balls were still sore from earlier. I wondered why I put myself in the situation to get kicked in the balls like this. 

“Come on bro, stop being a puss!” Cameron joked. I laughed and pulled up straight, still holding my crotch as I was reminded why I put myself in this situation. Cameron’s legs were spread, and I wasted little time and lifted my foot up, with a delicate mix of caution, and playful retaliation. Cameron grunted as he felt my foot pushed into his junk, which I still had ingrained in my mind from a couple days back. He whimpered with a high pitch, then stammered back, laughing then falling to his knees, cupping himself.

“My nuuutttss… fuck…” Cameron said, a hand over his nuts, the other on the floor. 

I laughed, and squatted, both hands over my crotch. I did some squats and breathed out, readying myself up. I turned to face Cameron and spread my legs, my hands waiting on my knees.

“Come on Cameron, stop wasting time! Gotta get in the flow of things!” I teased him. Cameron laughed and stood up, hands still over his crotch. He breathed out and nodded.

“Okay, okay! Don't press me, bitch.”

With that, Cameron lifted his foot and tapped my crotch. I grunted and doubled over, and held my nuts with a smile. I pulled myself up, trying to move through the pain as I shook my legs around. I saw Cameron spread his legs, and as quickly as I could, tapped his balls with my instep. He grunted and doubled over, mimicking me almost. Cameron pushed through the pain, and sent me a quick love tap with his foot as payback. That one dropped me to a knee as I struggled to let a laugh out. 

"Come on! Don't mess up the flow boy!" Cameron joked, giving me a taste of my impatience. I laughed and looked up at him. 

"Fuck off!" I said pushing up. "My balls are bigger, so they hurt more!"

"Oh, really?" Cameron asked with a laugh. I laughed back, digging the vibe of this interaction.  

I then sent him my own love tap, and Cameron reacted with a whine and pull back, lowering his knees. Laughing, he slowly got himself back into position. This sort of back and forth kept up for a couple of playful kicks. Laughing, joking, not really caring about winning. Both of our balls were still really sore, and we both understood. We were just having some fun as teenage boys. 

So, it went playful for a couple kicks, until I put one in that had some extra oomph behind it. I didn’t mean to, but I realized when the kick made a louder SMACK, that it was a bit more. Cameron reacted accordingly. He yelped out, and held himself with more hurry as he stumbled back weakly, and started to topple down to his knees with both hands holding onto his crotch. 

I laughed and jumped over. “Shit, my bad!” I said, and held onto him, before he fell flat.

“My balls bro. Fucking shattered ‘em…” Cameron laughed.

“Nooo… I didn’t mean to!”

“Too late. You can’t unshatter testicles.” Josh said, as I felt Cameron's pained laughter against my body. I pulled up on Cameron, making sure he stays up. I was really enjoying this, I would’ve hated it if I ended it with some accidental brutality.

“Come on man, stand up!”

“But mah baawwllss…” Cameron croaked.

“Come on, you’re a big boy. You can take a bit of ball pain.”

“It’s more than just a bit! I'm gonna vomit bro…” Cameron said, sorta joking, getting me to laugh but feel bad as I tried to pull him up. I wrapped my arms around him more fully, and hopefully more comfortably, and held him up.

“You’re fine bro. Come on, get me back! Get me goOUHK!”

Cameron heard me say ‘get me back’, and took advantage immediately. He smacked my balls with his backhand, which did catch me off guard. I grunted, and fell down off of Cameron. I lied on my knees, and had my forehead on the ground. 

“GOTCHA!” Cameron hollered, over me. I heard some laughter as I groaned, hands over my crotch. I looked up and saw him with his arms over his head, and saw a hill over his sweats. I shot my fist up and punched it, feeling the fleshy contents compress against my fist. Cameron hollered and doubled over, falling to his knees right next to me, amusing our friends in the process.

“Ugh… you fucker…”

“You did the fucking first, fucker…”

“Two fucks don’t make a right…fuckwad!” Cameron croaked as he rolled onto his back. I looked down at him and laughed. His nice strong body, a great shape, hot and toned. Tall and long, slim but strong. His cute face was red, and as I looked at him I saw him laugh a bit and open his eyes, staring right at me.

“No, but it makes me feel damn good.” I said looking down at him, standing up on my knees, hand on my belly, the other my thigh. He smiled, then without any warning, sent his hand in and tried to grab my foolishly unprotected balls. I shrieked and pulled away, trying to hide from his grasp. Cameron crawled over me with a hand over his eggs, and tried to get a hold of mine as I squirmed and tried to protect myself.

“AHH!” I shrieked like a girl, no doubt.

I heard stong laughter from everyone around us.

“SQUIRREL FIGHT!” I heard Josh holler.

“GET ‘EM NUTS BOY!” Tim laughed out, in surprisingly good spirits.

I tried to squirm away, and not get grabbed, but Cameron ended up finding his way in. I felt his hands hold my nuts and I shrieked out in terror.

“OHOK!” I hollered. Cameron didn’t put much pressure down, but he didn't have to, as he was in total control. He sat over me, and looked into my eyes. He was smiling really happily, and said

“Admit defeat!”

I was not going to argue with the man holding my sore nuts. “Okay, I admit it. I lose, you win!”

Cameron laughed and nodded. He let go and I breathed out, holding my nuts with an added sense of appreciation, knowing that they aren't going to get worse than this. I looked up at the ceiling and felt as lucky as I could get while still not being able to move much. 

“You are my bitch!” Cameron said confidently. That got everyone to laugh, and I looked back to him. He was standing up, a hand still covering his balls. He saw the look in my eyes.

“Joking, joking. Truce?” He said, extending his free hand. I nodded and took it, and he helped me up. He wrapped his arm around me, and we shared a nice moment. I leaned my head onto his shoulder and took in his smell, his aroma. It smelled so intoxicating. Like, I wouldn’t say it smelt amazing. It was like B.O, but it wasn’t bad. It just smelled… I don’t know. But I understood there why some people like to steal other peoples clothing.

“So, does that mean Cameron is the King of Roshambo?” Aaron asked.

“No, that’s still me!” I said, asserting myself.

“But you just admitted defeat!” Aaron replied.

“That’s true Cevin. You bitched out.” Josh said, getting some strong laughter.

“This was a separate business, this has no effect on earlier.” I replied.

“Hey, aren’t I the king?” Diego said with a smirk.

“Noo! You had one less round, and it was bonus anyways.” I said.

“Uh-huh. Sure buddy.” Diego said sarcastically.

“Cevin is just desperate to be the alpha male of this group.” Cameron said, getting me to laugh. I raised my hands in a ‘what the fuck’ sort of way.

“Yeah, of course. This skinny, pasty ass white kid is the alpha male.” I said still laughing, I turned to Tim. “Fuck you Tim, I bang my chest harder!” I asserted.

“Haha… well, you did win in Roshambo, so I guess you do.” Tim replied.

“See! AL-PHA-MALE!” I commanded, banging my chest with each syllable. 

It was a really fun chat. We kept it up for a bit, and eventually dinner time came. That was also really nice. Cameron sat between me and Monica, but she had his attention for most of it. It didn’t bother me too much though. I already had some fun with Cameron today. I did feel like she was taking him away from me, in a way. And with how friendly we’ve been today, I wanted to take advantage of that some more, but I was still in a good mood. It didn’t bother me all that much.

Then, Josh spoke up.

"All right, boys. We had a bit of a... painful day." This caused some snickering.

"So, me and Diego thought it would be nice to give you guys a relaxing night. So, right after you guys finish your dinner, find us outside by the bonfire. You'll know it when you see it." Josh said with a smile.

With that, Josh and Diego left. I wondered what they had planned. I finished before everyone else and went outside in the growing darkness and found the bonfire a bit of distance away, by the lake. I walked over and their figures grew as I got closer.

"Hey Cevin. How's it going man?" Diego asked

"Going well. Bit tired, hoping to chill." That wasn’t a lie. I was a bit exhausted, especially after eating. Kinda just wanted to sit back and do not much of anything.

"Don't worry, you will." Diego said with a smile. With that, he pulled something out. I looked at it but wasn't quite sure what it was. He lit one end of it and started smoking it. It smelt... not tooo bad. But it was strong.

"Is that weed?" I asked.

Diego nodded.

Josh asked "You ever smoke before?"

"No, I've always wanted to though."

Diego exhaled and looked at me. "Well, now's your chance." He said, giving me the joint. I took it and looked it over. I wasn't sure what to do.

"Just put the part of it that's not on fire in your mouth and breathe it in. You're going to cough, but that's natural. We have some water." Diego said holding up a bottle of water.

I nodded and followed. I put one end in my mouth, and sucked in. The smoke came in, and I kept on sucking in and sucking in. Eventually it became too much and I let it all out in a fit of coughing.

"Shit, you're really gonna feel that man" Josh said laughing, taking the joint out of my hand. I already was feeling it. My throat was burning, my eyes were watering. Coughing up a storm.

After I felt I could speak without interrupting myself, "I hope it's not that bad every time."

"No man. Just don't take such huge hits. Work up to it!" Diego said smiling. I nodded and drank some water. We waited for the other guys to show up. As we waited, I started to feel different. I felt more... lost? Detached, but relaxed. I wasn’t exactly on edge before this, but after that huge hit... I felt way more easy, more chilled. Spaced. I was along for the ride, kinda. I closed my eyes, realizing that I didn't want to do much else. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and it was Cameron.

"Hey man..." I said with a smile.

"Jesus, you're already stoned?" He asked smiling. He sat down carefully.

"Yeah... I guess so haha!" I laughed, finding that pretty funny for some reason.

Cameron shook his head and laughed too. He motioned for the joint and took it. He looked like he knew what he was doing.

"Damn, you're like... a professional haha."

Cameron stifled his laughter as he was smoking, but let both out at once. "Yeahaha, I guess. Haha. I smoke with my brother sometimes." Cameron said smiling as he let out another cough. He passed it on to the counselors.

I smiled at him. I just looked at Cameron and smiled. He was sitting with his knees raised, hugging them and resting his cheek on his knees, looking at me. He was so cute, and I was feeling so lucky to be next to him. Cameron was smiling too, and it made me feel amazing to share that smile. Share something so nice with a boy who's reminded me how great he can be today.

"Yo, I got this." I said, reaching my hand out, hoping the joint fell into my palm.

"All right. Also, we got some snacks too if you want." Josh said, as he passed me the joint. I took a hit, not as large this time.

"You're pretty okay at it too." Cameron said.

"This is my first time actually. Never smoked before this." I said, coughing a bit.

"Really?" Cameron said as I passed him the joint.

"Yeah man. I've officially lost my... innocence. I'm a bad boy Cameron." I said, causing us both to laugh.

"Bad, bad boy. However will you be punished?" Cameron asked coughing, passing on the joint.

"I know a potential consequence." I said smiling.

"Oh?"

With that I leaned in and rested my head on his shoulder, getting more of that Cameron smell I enjoyed before. "A hug is an appropriate consequence."

"I don't think a hug is a good punishment. Kind of defeats the point of a punishment." Cameron said.

"Well. I want a hug, and I won today!" I reasoned with what felt like a permanent smile on my face

Cameron laughed and obliged. "All right Cevin. I'll give you a hug. Only because it's your first high though. Special occasion!"

I closed my eyes and buried my head in Cameron's chest as he moved his upper body to oblige with my 'punishment.' I really loved how he smelled, and I think it smelled even better when high. It felt more natural, more overwhelming. It was easier to get lost in it, and it was so lovely. I could just smell the handsomeness on him. And feeling his arm wrap around me, bringing me closer... nothing else mattered.

"Aww, how's my two buddies?" I heard. I raised my head and opened my eyes. I saw Aaron sit down with us.

"Aaron! Hey man, what's up?" I asked happily, moving my hand out towards him. He laughed and smacked it with his own.

"Nothing much, just finished eating. We smoking?"

"Yeah man, Diego has the joint." Cameron said.

"Yeah, we're taking out another. Finished that one real fast." Diego said laughing.

Josh took out another joint and gave it to Aaron. Aaron took it along with the lighter, and lit it. He knew what he was doing too.

"Damn, am I the only one who hasn't smoked yet?" I said laughing.

Aaron looked at me as he was smoking. He raised his eyes and took the joint out and let the smoke out. "I think you've already smoked man. You're eyes speak volumes." He said laughing.

"I mean before! This is my first time."

"Lucky you. Great day for a first time! It's warm out, stars are bright! Great way to end a day." Aaron said passing the joint to the counselors.

"I normally don't disapprove of smoking..." Josh said. "... but be careful with smoking too much at your guys age. It can mess with your brain if you do it too much, you guys are still developing."

"My bro says the same thing. He doesn't let me join him too often for that reason. But when I've had a heavy day, or it's a special occasion, he's cool with it." Cameron said.

"I'd consider this a special occasion. Perpetual testicular trauma doesn't happen too often, thank the heavens." Josh said, getting everyone to laugh with him.

"If winning a tournament ends with feeling this nice, I'm down with winning everyday!" I said, keeping the laughter going.

"Hey, didn’t we end that idea with me being the victor?” Diego said with a laugh.

“Yeah… wait, no… NO, I’M THE ALPHA MALE!” I proclaimed, getting everyone to laugh really heavily.

“Fucking Cevin, Jesus man…” Cameron laughed, holding my shoulder.

We sat there, not saying much for a bit. Then Tim came along.

"Damn, if I knew we were lighting up, I woulda popped over earlier." Tim said, sitting down with us. Josh looked over and passed him the joint.

"Yeah man, you missed out. We're already like... under the influence." I said laughing, falling back on the sand. Looking up at the sky... it was so pretty tonight. No clouds, just stars. It was such a gorgeous night. A blanket of black, with shining sparks that rained down on the soft beach. And the moon was so bright, you could see it so perfectly. It's like the moon itself was a full white circle, a collection of stars.

"Cameron, lay with me. Look at the sky."

He lied down right next to me and we stared at the stars.

"Damn... it's so pretty. So many little lights..." Cameron said in awe.

It was honestly so magical. I was lost in the stars, just mind wandering. Me nor Cameron wanted to say anything as we stared at the sky. But I moved my head to his chest, and lied there. My head moving softly to his breath. It felt real. We just enjoyed the moment.

"It's really special... how no matter what, even if we can't see it... these lights are out there. The timing just has to be right to see it. But they're always there." Cameron said.

“Yeah… that is cool.”

We were silent for some time.

"You see that star right there, it's shining a bit brighter than the rest. Right above that cluster of 4?" Cameron said.

"Yeah." I said, looking at what he was describing.  

"That star is always there. It’s always shining, always there. Sometimes there are clouds in the way, sometimes it’s a bit hard to see. But when it’s there, it’s brighter than the rest of them. And maybe… it might shine a bit too bright, but that’s okay.” Cameron said.

Cameron picked back up with a voice that I won't ever forget. "I... I want that to be our star, Cevin. Just you and me."

I smiled a big smile. "That's our star."

"That's our star. Right there."

We lied there, letting the moment marinate. I felt bubbly. My thoughts weren't going fast. They sat there, and I liked them. It was easy to live in that moment and I wish it could've lasted forever.

"No matter what happens, that star is gonna be there. Look up into the sky, and our star will be shining. Even if it doesn’t feel that way… or whatever. It’s still there. I won’t forget that”

I knew he was trying to tell me something. I understood.