Camp Hardwood Day 14: This Is It

This Day 3 years ago, I posted the first part of this story. And FINALLY, here is the last day. Enjoy! 

Day Zero

Day One
Day Two
Day Three
Day Four
Day Five
Day Six
Day Seven
Day Eight
Day Nine
Day Ten
Day Eleven
Day Twelve

Day Thirteen

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We woke up and it was the last day of camp. I was holding onto Cameron, he was the little spoon. I pushed my head onto his, and felt him rub into me a little bit more. It was very comfortable, and I suddenly felt worried that I wasn't going to be able to wake up with Cameron in my arms again. I held him tighter, and he let me hold him. No made us get out of bed after awhile. 

Cameron was the one who pushed us out of bed. 

"Everything alright, Cevin?" He asked softly, after turning around and putting his hand on my cheek. 

"Yeah..."

"You sure?"

"It's just... today's the last day."

"Yeah. It is."

"And... I like waking up here with you."

Cameron smiled and caressed my cheek again, then moved his hand to my hair and ran his hand through it. 

"We'll wake up together again. I already told you, that we're not done after this. We have each other's numbers, we don't live too far from each other... we're going to have the best sleepovers."

I laughed and moved my head into his hand a little bit more. 

"You think so?"

"I know so, bro. No way I'm going to let you leave me without a fight."

I blushed and felt my heart flutter inside my chest. It was hard to talk through it. 

"I'm not going to leave you." I eekd out, feeling very warm.

"Then there's nothing to worry about baby." Cameron moved up to me and kissed my lips, and I was happy to engage with him. When we pulled back, he continued. 

"Now, since we agreed that we're going to have the best sleepovers ever after we leave this camp... how about we go hang out with everyone else, for the last time?"

I smiled and nodded. 

And so, we got up and ready for the last day here. I was feeling great, and was really starting to look forward to what comes next, although I definitely didn't want this to end.

When we left the cabin, we saw everyone hanging out not too far away on the sand before the hill going down to the lake. There was some conversation going on, and we slotted right into the middle of it,

"...o way, that you two know Tom Holland." 

"We do! He was on our yacht, he's even cuter in person!"

"He's really short though, we were almost taller than him!"

"Did you meet anyone else?" I asked. 

"Oh, we met tons of people!"

"You punch any of them in the balls?" Cameron asked, getting some laughter and a nudge from me.

"Yes! Timothee Chalamet!"

"No fucking way!" Monica yelled out in awe. 

"Who the hell's that?" Cameron asked me. 

"He's this really cute guy who's done some random teen romance movies I think. Super cute, real sweetheart for sure though."

"Ah."

"Why'd you punch him in the balls, for?" Aaron asked, sounding curious and offended. 

"He was talking about his fans, and how nice they are to him. And Beth here, told him not all fans are nice, and he said all of his were. That's when Beth socked him in the junk and said 'See, not all of your fans are so nice!' and it was hilarious!"

"Sounds like it." Tim said with a grimace. 

"Oh, it really was! He fell to his knees and made this really weird gasping noise! And his face was so funny, it's like he bit right into a lemon and wanted to be sick, at once!"

"Once he was able to stand up, he walked away and didn't talk to us the rest of the ride, right Beth?"

"Yeah, totally. He was scared of us, he kept on hiding from us everytime we came by him after that!"

"I'd be scared of you too." Cameron said. "Well, I mean, I already am. But if I were him, I'd be scared too."

"Every boy should be scared of the Twins." I said. 

"Eh come on, I don't think they're scary." Diego said. 

"Have you been paying attention, Diego?" Tim asked. 

"It's your job to pay attention Diego, how have you not been paying attention." I asked. 

"I have been, but-"

"But what? You think we're all talk?" A twin asked. 

"It's not that... it's just that-"

"It's that Diego thinks he's too macho to be scared of little girls!" I interrupted, smiling at Diego. 

"I did not say that!" Diego defended, with furrowed brows. 

"You were thinking it though, right?" I smirked. Diego grimaced but didn't respond. 

"You should be scared, Diego." Monica spoke up. "The twins don't hesitate!"

"That's right! We know what to do, and are not scared to do it!"

"I don't know if you have to hit guys in the nuts." Tim said. "But, you guys certainly aren't scared to do it."

"You have to know how to take control of a situation, especially in show business. If people think they can take advantage of you, they totally will, and you have to be able to take control before they do."

"Maybe, but life isn't always show business." Aaron said. "You don't always have to be like that."

"No, but it's better if we are! We are always getting what we want and life is better that way!"

"For you maybe. Not for everyone else." Tim said. 

"Now come on, you are boys, the world is made for you guys! We're just equaling out the balance of things!" Hana said. 

"By hurting innocent boys?" Diane butted in.

"Exactly! We don't deserve that stuff, you're just being jerks!" Cameron exclaimed. 

"It's not about deserving, it's about taking what you can and having fun too! Plus, it's not like you guys don't hit each other in the balls too, don't just blame us." Bethany said. 

"Yeah! We don't treat you guys that bad! We like you guys a lot and we didn't want to really hurt you guys. Not anymore than you guys hurt yourself!"

I wasn't sure how fair that was, but we did give each other a lot of shit. I decided that was reasonable enough and jumped on their side. 

"Yeah, maybe you guys are right. Plus, I'm sure we all learned to better protect our balls because of this Camp."

"I fucking hope so!" Josh butted in. "There was enough nut shots at this camp to kill an entire generation of children." 

"Ah, I don't think about it that way!" Alexa said laughing. 

"Yeah, but that's where it goes! Everytime we get hit in the balls, we think 'Aw fuck, there goes my balls! No kids!'" Tim said. 

"Really?" Diane asked. 

"Yeah, basically." Cameron said. "You're sure that your balls are broken each time, and that things will never get better. They do, but you're sure they aren't going to be at first." 

"Yeah, that's right." Tim said. 

"But, yet we still like to get each other in the balls." I said. 

"Some more than others." Tim said, looking clearly at me.

"Yeah, but it's still all in good fun." I said. 

"Ha. Maybe, sometimes." Tim said. 

"Alright guys, it's the last day here. What do you guys want to do?" Alexa asked, reeling us in. "Now that everyone's here, we can start an activity or something."

"Roshmabo was super fun, do that again!" Bethany spoke up.

"No! No Roshambo! Tim said. 

"Ah, come on! How about something less painful, but still pretty fun!" Hana said. 

"Getting hit in the balls hurts too much, no kicking anymore balls."

"There doesn't have to be kicks!" Monica said. 

"Why does it have to do with our balls, anyways?!" Tim asked. "We just said how it feels like they break everytime they get hit, why do we want to hit more balls again?"

"Because it's fun!" Hana said. 

"Plus, we've been doing it all camp. Only makes sense we end it with that." I said.

"Whose side are you on, dumbass!?" Tim said. Me and Cameron laughed. 

"Yeah, Cevin. What do you have in mind, why do you want us to get hit in the balls even more? I don't think I can take much more."

"It doesn't have to be so bad like before! How about rock paper balls or something."

"Ohh? I know that." Aaron said. 

"What's that?" Monica asked. 

"Two of us play rock paper scissors with blindfolds on or something, and whoever loses gets tapped in the balls by someone else."

"Haha, that sounds like some fun if the hitter doesn't go hard." Cameron conceded.

"Yeah, just friendly taps! Nothing too hard for the last day." I said. 

"That sounds like so much fun to watch!" Hana said. 

"But no fun to play! Hell no!" Tim said. 

"Come on," I said. "Last day, Tim. It won't hurt that bad, and it'll be fun."

"How is getting hit in the balls fun? Tell me, please."

"It's about watching other people get hit, and the sense of accomplishment after not getting hit yourself." Cameron responded.

"Yeah, what he said." Aaron added. 

"You guys are fucked up."

"We're boys! It's just fun, and it's fitting. I don't know how else to end this, without more nutshots." I responded. 

"It doesn't have to be a storybook ending! I don't want to feel like shit on my last day."

"Come on, everyone else is going to do it." Cameron said. "Maybe you'll win and nothing will happen to you!"

"Something always happens to my balls..." Tim grumbled, comforting his heavy spuds. The more he talked about it, and the more he held himself, the more I wanted him to play. Watching him roll around and move his stuff around in his shorts, really inspired me.

"Fine, fine... I'll play. But we better not get hit too hard!"

"Sure! And Josh and Diego, you guys gotta play too." Monica said. 

"It's only fair." I said, wanting them to join in on the fun. They're too hot to not get hit in the nuggets too. 

Josh and Diego looked at each other and let out a resigned sigh. They nodded and the girls cheered. I tried not to look too excited. 

"So, how's this going to work?" Cameron asked. 

"Well, how about a tournament style thing? Best two out of three, finals is a best of five."

"Okay, but who wins? The one who gets hit twice, or the one who doesn't?"

"Ahh... well, hmm... that's a good question." I said. 

"I feel like the one who gets hit twice should move on, since it's not really a win if you move forward and have to get hit more." Aaron said.

"That's true... so, the loser here would really be the winner?" Cameron asked. 

"We're all losers here, man." Tim said, getting laughter from us all.

"It's all right Tim, just make sure you win so you don't lose." I said. 

"Or, lose, so you don't win. One of those two." Cameron said, getting more laughs with me. 

I could see Tim trying not to laugh, but he already gave in. We were going to start soon. 

So, since there were 6 of us playing, 3 separate 1 on 1's and the 3 who win and were supposed to be safe, had to partake in a three-way rock paper scissors balls match, to send one of us back into the tournament since the bracket would be lopsided otherwise. 

It was Me vs. Aaron, Tim vs. Diego and Cameron vs. Josh. Me and Aaron went first, and all of us took our shirts off and wrapped it around our eyes as blindfolds. 

I waited to wrap my blindfold around my eyes until after Aaron took his shirt off. I looked at his skinny frame, and then lower between his legs. I couldn't see much of a bulge in his shorts at first, but I knew what was in there then saw it more prominently as he affectionately handled himself. I looked away and then put my blindfold on.

"Hey, so who's going to be doing the tapping?" I asked. 

"It should switch every match! I want to go first!" A twin said. 

"Only if you girls promise not to hit so hard!" Cameron asserted. 

I stood there with my blindfold on, and I held my balls in my shorts, rubbing them and felt some deep, subtle fear start rising as I heard Aaron nervously laugh in front of me. I felt him in some spiritual way, and laughed with him. Not because there was something funny, although there was. But we both knew that we were suddenly very vulnerable. With our shirts over our eyes, we were at the mercy of our surroundings, and although our environment was pretty comfortable, we know that it can sting sometimes. 

I felt myself twisting and shaking at the weird little feelings I was experiencing without my eyes.

"What are you doing, Cevin!?" 

"I'm fucking scared! Holy shit, I can't do this!"

"You wanted to do this, Cevin! Man up!"

"Ahhh! AHHH!" I was acting dramatic, then I felt a hand on my shoulder and shrieked a bit and moved away. But then it moved more in and I could tell it was Cameron. I moved back towards him because I trusted him. 

"Come on, let's get this going. Let me have this round actually, girls. You can start next round." He said, moving me a bit closer. I followed and listened as he continued.

"Come on, Cevin. Open your legs a bit." He said, pulling on my upper thigh. I laughed  but continued shaking. My hands were still over my crotch. 

"And you gotta move your hands!" Cameron said in good spirit, a hand on my wrist and I laughed and shook my head.

"This is scary!" I said. 

"I agree, I'm shaking here oh my God!" Aaron cried in front of me. 

Cameron pulled on my hand away from my balls, the other was still clutching my nuts. And suddenly I felt another hand at the end of the one pulled away and I shook in freight. I heard Aaron make a similar noise as I retracted.

"Chill out guys! It's just you two!" Cameron said.

"Holy fuck, I am not ready for this!" I said. 

"You better be, we're starting now!" A twin said. 

"Yeah, come on. You two let go and get ready. Move your hands!" 

I begrudgingly moved my hand away from my balls and held my hands in front of me, one hand in a rock formation, and the other in a paper under it. I breathed out and didn't move when I felt Cameron hold my wrist.

"We go on shoot, right?" I asked. 

"No, we're going on balls! Rock, paper scissors and balls! Got it?"

"Ok, ok." I said. I giggled as I remembered something then spoke up again.

"You sure you're ok with that Aaron? Going on the fourth interval and everything?" I heard Cameron and Monica laugh. I guess they remembered that discussion too. Pretty sure we had it the day Cameron gave me his balls.

"Aaron hates the number 4." Monica said. "Maybe we shou-"

"It's fine! I-I'm shaking, I don't want to wait in darkness anymore, let's go!" Aaron said.

"Okay, okay... ready... set... rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

I kept my telling hand as a rock, and undid the paper underneath it to pull it into my shorts, and held it over my shorts. 

"Stop protecting yourselves! Both of you!" 

I moved both of my hands up to my head and held tightly onto my neck and tried not to shake so much as I awaited in anticipation. I heard a few giggles and felt Cameron shift slightly and the suspense ate at me as I had a very sure feeling that I'm the one who's about to get sacked. 

"Draw!" Cameron said. 

Both me and Aaron let out a sigh of relief, and I pulled my hands down to my balls and let out a long, sacred series of breaths. I don't think I was breathing as I was waiting for the impact, actually.

"Booo! Hit them both next time!" A twin said. 

"No!" Cameron said. "Absolutely not!"

"Come on! It's way more fun that way!" 

"Hell no, it ain't!" Tim said. 

"I agree, please no." Aaron begged, and I agreed with him. 

"If you guys tie too many times, you both should get it though." Monica said. 

"Maybe after the 3rd tie in a row or something. If so, then that's a point for both of them!" Cameron said. 

"Ok, that's fair maybe." I said. "Aaron, stop tying with me, go scissors next." 

"No! I won't do that!"

"We're going to tie again if you don't go scissors!"

"Then don't tie with me!"

"I'm telling you not to tie! Just-"

"Ok, stop! Ready? And... rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

I put down scissors and heard people laugh around me. I had to hold tightly onto my bare sides and couldn't stop myself from squirming in place. I was sure I just made a huge mistake by going scissors. 

"Draw!" 

"What the fuck!?" Both me and Aaron exclaimed at the same time. 

"What the fuck, why did you tell me to go scissors!?" 

"I didn't think you'd do it!"

"Fuck's wrong with you, bro!?"

"Ay, fuck you too! Don't go tying us again!"

"I was trying not to, but your fucking dumbass did the same thing you told me to do!"

"Fine! Go scissors again!" 

"No! Fuck off!" 

"If we tie again, we both lose!"

"We both win if we tie again, shut up."

"You want us both to get hit!?"

"I want to get this over with, it's terrifying! Come on, come on!" Aaron pushed and I nodded. 

"Ok, ok." I said, my rock on my paper once again. 

"Alright... you guys tie again... a point and pain for you both..."

I breathed out and tried to figure out what to do. I have no idea what Aaron is thinking and I don't know if I should even try to consider it. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

I threw out scissors again and instantly regretted it. I squealed and twisted my body, but Cameron grabbed onto me and put me back in place. People were laughing and I was ready to get sacked. I felt Cameron lower himself and knew it was coming. 

I heard Aaron get smacked and grunt and then before it registered with me, I felt a hand slap my balls and I fell to my knees in the sand and held my shorts as the pain stung. I didn't even fall because it hurt, it was just an instant reaction. The pain started spreading as soon as I hit my knees and I was whimpering pretty quickly. I was regretting pushing for this a lot right about then. 

"Fucking draw again! Hell is wrong with you, two!?" Cameron asked. 

"Fuck dude, this stiiings!" I whined. 

"I hope so!" A twin said. 

"Yeah, slapped your balls bro. It's gonna sting!" Cameron said, rubbing my back and laughing. 

"Hell did you go scissors for!?" Aaron whined out. 

"What about you!? I told you to go scissors again, why'd you do it!?"

"Fuck you! So stupid, Cevin!"

"Ok, ok. Last round here, come on."

"Hell naw, it ain't the last round! They gonna both go scissors again and we're going to be here all day." Tim said. 

"Honestly, you guys need to figure this out. If I tap you both again, you guys are still going to have to go until one of you stop losing."

"Aaron, stop fucking losing!" Diane said. 

"I'm trying, here! I think... agh, Goddamn. I can barely stand up..." 

"I'm still on my knees, don't worry." I said. 

"Get off your knees, Cevin." Cameron said, pulling me up gently. 

"Is that the first time you said that?" Monica asked. 

I could hear the stare Cameron gave her, even through the laughter. Monica apologized after a few moments, but I didn't care in the moment. I was holding my balls and my thigh both, since the pain was sizzling down my leg. I was sweating too, but still in good spirits. But not good enough spirits to not care about not getting hit again. 

"Ok, Aaron. I need you to go-"

"Stop, no. You're fucking with me, don't say anything."

"Aaron, I don't want us both to get hit again."

"I listened to you the last two times, and we both got smacked!" 

"We won't this time, you just need to go rock."

I heard a lot of laughter, and I tried not to laugh myself, because I really needed Aaron to trust me here.

"Don't believe him Aaron!" I heard Diane say. 

"No, please don't listen to her. Aaron, please. Just go rock."

"It's a trap!" I heard Josh say. 

"Shut up!" I yelled, laughing myself. "Seriously." I held rock in my paper and held it out in front. Cameron stepped me back a little bit and I followed. 

"I'm not telling you what to do Aaron, but if you two tie again you both are going to get hit, and still have to play another round."

"I fucking know! Gah! Cevin, you fucking dipshit!"

I laughed and said nothing. I thought a bit about this, and considered Aaron's options. I thought, depending on how he sounded there, that he was going to listen to me and go rock. 

I thought about how I owed him, and although this isn't enough, I thought I'd take this hit for him. 

"Right... rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

I put out my scissors and held my arms tight ahead of me and waited for Cameron to smack my balls. I was shaking in anticipation, even clenching my eyes more shut, despite me not being able to see anything with my shirt tied over my eyes, but it felt like it gave me more control. 

Suddenly, I heard a wet smack across from me and felt my stomach drop. Then nothing else but laughter and moaning. 

"Cevin wins!" 

I took my shirt off my eyes and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust, but I saw Aaron doubled over on his knees, his bare back looking right at me with a hand in front and the other inside his legs. 

"I told you to go rock, you idiot!" 

"Ahhh... fuck." Aaron whined on the floor as he rolled onto his side, curled up and I took the shirt off his eyes. He moved a hand up to his eyes, then inched them away and peaked up through, looking up at me. He looked to be in pain and winced, closing his eyes but then laughing in amusement. It made me laugh too and I shook my head, turning to Cameron. He was smiling at me. 

"I told him to go rock!" I said loudly.

"He didn't believe you, you fucking jackass. I wouldn't believe you either!" 

"Cevin's a master deceiver." Diane said. 

"Actually, we prefer to call it, a master baiter, actually." Cameron said, getting me to laugh and smack his arm. 

"I'm not a master baiter! Aaron just didn't believe my attempt at saving his balls."

"Fucking... damn you Cevin, can't trust you..." Aaron croaked humorously as he pushed up to his knees. "That hurt as fuck, Cameron."

"Hey, I didn't go that hard!"

"You fucking punched me!" Aaron insisted.

"Nah, that was a tap." Alexa defended. "It just got you so flush, haha."

"Yeah, it was a real wet sound. Real bad." Josh said, crossing his legs as he sat on the floor. 

"Fuck... fuck you two!" Aaron said in good spirits, but clearly hurting. I helped him up and rubbed his back carefully.

"Don't worry, there's still more to go."

"That does not make me feel better!" Aaron said, looking up in horror. I laughed and tried to backtrack.

"I meant that, like, I'm not safe. We're all screwed, not just you."

We collected ourselves and decided that Cameron and Josh was next. They took off their shirts and tied them around their eyes. I was glad to be on this side of it this time for sure. 

As soon as Cameron put his shirt over his eyes, he started squirming a bit and covering himself. I put my hand on his shoulder and he jumped, but then grounded himself after I pulled on him a bit.

"Holy fuck, this is scary!" He said. 

"I told you!" I said.

"I call dibs this round!" Monica said. 

"No fair, I called dibs the first round!" A twin said. 

"You'll get the next one!" Monica said, pushing herself up and putting a pout on the twin's face.

"No, I'm really scared!" Cameron said. I laughed and rubbed him gently, pushing him forward. 

"You'll be fine, you got this. Josh got nothing on your rock paper skills!" 

"Ahhh!" Cameron shook, and I had to back up before I hugged him and refused to let go. 

"No, come back I'm scared!" Cameron rushed, holding his nuts tighter with one hand and using the other to search for me. A couple of laughs came from it, including mine but I hid my blushing face in his shoulder as I came back in and held him. 

"You got this, no sweat!" I said after I pulled my head off of his wet body. 

"Man, I'm sweating so much!" 

"I know, but you got this." I said, rubbing his lower back. 

"Come on, let's get it on!" A twin said impatiently. 

I gently pushed Cameron closer and Monica grabbed his hand. He shook a bit at the hold, but let it happen and I backed off, hearing Cameron moan a little bit. Josh looked to be handling this well enough. He looked really good without a shirt on too. I hope I can look as ripped as him when I'm his age and develop more. I'm still so skinny haha. 

I looked back at Cameron, and saw that he was skinnier than Josh too, but he still looked more mature than me. His body and everything, and I saw more hair on his body than I have on mine. I've seen him shirtless before and thought about it. I still remember seeing him shirtless early in the camp, when we were swimming in the lake. He looked so fantastic then, and he still looks so amazing. I felt pretty blessed. I was pretty sure he didn't have as much hair on his stomach at the beginning of this camp. It felt fitting that he grew some hairs while he was here.

"Alright... you two ready?" Monica asked, holding onto both Cameron and Josh's hand. Neither said anything, but they looked as ready as they'll get. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Cameron stuck out scissors and Josh stuck out some paper. I smiled and looked at Josh as he stood there, unassuming. He stood a lot more still than I was when I was playing, and I'm sure that made it easier for Monica to flick her hand into his shorts. It was a closed fist and not with a lot of force, but it was enough to sink into a clear wad of meat in his shorts, which was certainly enough to cause Josh to grunt and double over and stumble back. I heard Cameron sigh and fall to his knees himself. 

"Why are you on the floor, you won!"

"Dude, I was so sure I was about to get smacked."

I laughed and patted his shoulders and looked to watch Josh. He was rubbing his crotch and moaning, then held his stomach and let out a weak, cute "oowww..." which made me smirk and feel a little electric. 

"Come on, round two!" A twin said. 

Cameron stood up and I backed up, clapping.

"Come on, you're about to sweep him! Go Cameron, go paper!"

"Fuck! Don't say shit like that!" Cameron said, throwing his hands in my direction and I laughed, closed in, in order to throwing his hands down. 

"I'm joking, I'm joking."

Cameron shook his head and was pulled in by Monica who was smirking between the two of them. 

"Come on Josh, give me a reason to slap Cameron in his nuts again!" 

"Like you ever needed a reason." Cameron spat back, getting a couple of laughs. Monica furrowed her brows at him, and Cameron stood there without blocking, unaware of the glare she was giving him. I thought about how easy it would be for her to just drop him right then, and it did get me a bit excited, but also pretty defensive. I wanted to move up, but I stood my ground. Monica looked at me and we locked eyes. She smiled and shook her head, and I felt any tension dissipate. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Cameron threw down a rock and Josh paper. I smiled and looked at Cameron. He was trying to stand still, and not have his hand over his balls, but I could tell it was hard for him. He had to hold his arms tightly in over his bare stomach and stick his legs in the ground, but he was still shifting. 

I was wondering what was taking Monica so long, when I saw her closed fist rear back and start swinging like a wrecking ball. I felt my own stomach and balls drop, but then she stopped before she got too close and giggled, getting out of position before getting back where she was. Cameron grew restless and made some funny whines before Monica opened her hand and slapped her fingers up between Cameron's sweats. Cameron made a sharp intake then pulled his hands in and fell straight to the floor, to some pretty heavy feminine laughter. 

I held my balls and felt bad for Cameron, but couldn't help but smile as I saw him clutch his balls on the ground. The sounds of low moans settled in nicely with me, and my smile grew. 

"That looked like it hurt!" Aaron said. 

"Yeah, it really did haha." I said turning to him, as he was sitting some feet away, a hand cupping his bulge. We smiled and I turned back to Cameron to see him roll onto his back and lift his shirt from his face and I saw how red his face was. His eyes were watering too.

"Shit dude, you're okay?" I asked, trying not to laugh. He nodded and coughed, rolling onto his stomach. 

"Fucking balls are in my stomach... fuck."

"You'll be fine, I didn't hit you that hard." Monica said. 

"You broke 'em, fuck me." Cameron said as he kicked his legs on the floor, hands still holding his sweats. 

"I've hit you harder!" Monica teased. 

"This is the breaking point!" Cameron insisted as he yelled up, then rolled around lifting his legs. 

We watched Cameron as he handled the nuttap Monica gave him in the best way he could. I was a bit concerned until he started laughing and dramatically "oooowwww..."-ing and I realized he was probably fine. The twins and Monica motivated him to get up after a bit, and he got up without my help after a few more moments. He had his shirt over his forehead and he looked around before he rubbed his eyes rubbed his hand down his bare stomach and nodded, breathed out then pulled the shirt back down over his eyes. 

Josh was already in position, and Cameron put his hands out and Monica started back up. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

Cameron hit them with the rock, and Josh pulled out his pocket paper. Ouch incoming. 

There was some laughing, and I winced in anticipation and stared at Cameron as he was cupping his balls with both hands, then pulled them away and the moment he did that, Monica swooped in and smacked his balls again with her fingers facing up. 

On contact, it didn't look as hard of a hit despite there being a more clear indention as her hand made it's way up. Cameron didn't fall immediately, but instead whimpered in a high pitch then stumbled back and fell to the floor, side first as he pushed his ass up and held his hands tightly between his legs. His hands were peeking through the crack between his legs and I walked closer to him as the crowd cheered and talked among themselves. I laughed with them, but focused more on Cameron intaking through his teeth as he flopped to the floor and slowly rolled over onto his stomach. I pulled the shirt off his head and saw his face look very sour and sad. I laughed at how red it is, but wiped some of the sweat off with my backhand. I looked down at him, as he rolled I saw his bare and flexing stomach and aching bulge in his hands.

"Ukk... it stings." Cameron moaned out of breath. I looked back up at his face and I saw that his face was more scrunched than it was a few moments ago, and then it suddenly opened in a gasp as he spasmed a bit. I rubbed his thigh and smiled, knowing that I can't really help him, but feeling a bit ashamed that I'm enjoying this situation still. 

I looked around and saw Josh looking relieved as he rubbed his crotch, rearranging himself. Diego was standing behind him, as Josh was talking to the girls and Alexa about the game. Tim was standing to the side and Aaron was sitting across from them, looking between us and them. I realized that both Aaron and Cameron won/lost, which means that they're probably going to face each other next round. I thought that should've made me feel a certain way, but it didn't really stick out to me right then and there. 

I sat next to Cameron as he recovered, and it didn't take too long, but he milked it and lied next to me while the girls and Tim were talking with each other. I wasn't paying too much attention, instead I was giving him a nice belly rub as he lied on his back. His thigh was rubbing against mine as I kept it up, and we stayed like that until the twins were tired of us waiting around. 

Next, was Tim vs. Diego. 

"I'm calling dibs here! I mean it!" A twin said. 

"And I'm next!" Said the other twin. 

No one argued with them, and Tim and Diego took off their shirt and put it over their eyes. Both boys were ripped and it was a joy to look at them both next to each other again. Diego looked more mature, he had a lot more hair on his body, but he didn't looked all that much bigger although you could tell he was older still. If anything, Tim looked a like he had a little bit more mass, even if his muscles weren't as defined or mature. But both were impressive and I felt lucky to be watching. 

Bethany held onto both Diego and Tim's hands and held them a bit close, then let go and continued after Tim stopped shifting around and was ready. He was the one who wanted to play this the least, but he handled it better than me and Cameron did though haha. But you can tell he was still pretty concerned. I don't blame him either, with Bethany being the executor of this match. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Tim swung out his huge rock and Diego sharpened his scissors. 

Bethany didn't wait and instantly absolutely socked the fuck out of Diego. She swung her closed fist up knuckles first and the sound of skin hitting boy meat was loud enough to shock everyone. It was clear as day too, her fist bashing in and sending shockwaves away from the impact, which was clearly dead on. Diego's adult manhood was assaulted, and he fell to his darker tanned knees instantly, making no noise as his body tensed on the ground beneath. 

"Woah, that was fucking rough!" Josh said, moving in. 

"Fuck, that was loud holy shit!" Tim said as he backed up and had pulled his shirt up over his head, now looking ahead without any blockings over his worried face. He was clutching his balls with both hands and his wide eyes looked super concerned. He realized that easily could've been him on the receiving end of that clobbering. 

"That was too hard, way too had." Cameron winced. 

"Yeah, too much Bethany come on." I added. She absolutely socked him, Diego's huevos stood no chance. He was still on his knees, and his hands were tightening but it felt like they were scared to assess the damages. Like he knew that any further contact would only cause him more damage. His leg was just off the floor, twitching as the other was digging into the sand.

"It wasn't that bad!" Bethany defended herself. 

"No, that was really brutal." Aaron responded.

"Yeah, Beth. Me and Cameron just tapped, you hammered." Monica said. 

"Whatever. Sorry." Bethany said. It sounded like she didn't mean the apology, but I think she actually might've. She looked pretty embarrassed, her body language was awkward as she turned to the floored Latino. 

"You alright Diego?" 

Diego's head was still lurching over, his body was tight and you could see the heavy breaths lift and sink in his chest. Slowly, he looked up, his eyes still blocked by the shirt over his head. Alexa had already made her way over to him and timely took the shirt off, showing us his warm chocolate eyes, crossed and hurt. He whimpered as he lowered his head and cursed in Spanish, his head reaching the floor and then his body too as he curled up, a hand now tight between his thighs. Alexa tried to comfort him by rubbing his back, and he sent a hand down his shorts, the other one pulled up right below the loops of his shorts. He let out a lifeless, low moan, inspiring further pity.

"Fuck, okay my bad." 

"Damn right, your bad! If that was me, I would've been dead! Hell's wrong with you, girl?!" Tim said. 

"Diego said.... ah, I thought you guys were going too easy and I went for what I thought was a right hit! I didn't mean to hit him that hard, sorry." 

Diego started coughing as he was in a ball and then shifted out and contorted his body and whined, taking a hand out from under his shorts and pressed that hand tightly to his pink shorts, over where it just was, pressuring down on his balls. The other rubbing his stomach and moaning. 

"Holy shit, my fucking nuts... okay, I'm scared of you." Diego gasped out as he winced and rolled, then closed his body again and curled up. 

I heard Cameron make a noise as we were watching Diego, and I turned to him. He was wincing too and shook his head. I scratched his back as I spoke to him. 

"That was fucking bad, huh?"

"Really bad. I think Diego's done." He said louder, speaking to everyone and not just me. 

"But come on, it's 2 out of 3!" Bethany responded. 

"That hit was as bad as at least 2, that's it for him." 

"Yeah, actually." I agreed. "He shouldn't have to take another."

"Oh come on, that's bullshit." Bethany whined. 

"Hey, you're the one who leveled him." Cameron responded. "It's your fault."

"Seriously. You shot your shot, leave him alone for now." Aaron added. 

"I'm not going after you hit him like that, I'm not taking a hit like that one!" Tim insisted. 

"I won't hit like that again, I swear!" 

In the end, we gave Diego the 'win', and he moved on. He said he was fine to go on later, but not right now, which we convinced Bethany was more than reasonable. I think she was just salty that she only got to hit one of us only once. 

But, next up was the 3 man rock paper balls match! Since me, Tim and Josh respectively didn't get hit in the nuts twice, it's up to us to play and see who gets hit enough to move on. 

"What if all three of them tie?"

"Then nothing happens unless they all tie three times in a row. Each hit is a point, first to 2 points wins."

"And what happens if two of them tie, and the other wins?"

"You tap the two of them and they each get a point?"

"And if the two ties are better than the other?"

"Tap the loser and give him a point!" 

"What if two boys get to 2 points at the same time?"

"Sudden death!"

And them's the rules. As I pulled the shirt down over my I started to feel scared again. But Cameron rubbed my back and led me towards Hana's hand. She pulled me a little bit closer and to where Josh and Tim was. 

"Okay boys, may the luckiest boy lose! And don't worry, I won't hit you guys that hard. I mean it."

"Thanks a bunch." I said. 

"I swear, if you hit me too hard, I'm going to pummel you before I throw up." Tim said, getting a few laughs. 

"You might have to put off the beatdown until after, you throw up." Cameron reasoned. 

"There's normally a delay, I think he can get through with it before he dies." Aaron argued. 

"I don't know, Diego looked pretty done right after he got hit. I think you'll have to wait before you get your revenge, Timmy." Monica said. 

"Shut up! I don't wanna hear this before this damn game starts!" Tim insisted. 

I agreed. "I do not need to consider how much the twin will hurt, please stop."

"I told you guys, I won't go that hard!"

We all prepared ourselves and I was calming down, when I suddenly heard Josh shriek out. 

"Fuck! I don't know why I'm so scared!" 

"Because you's a biiitch!" Alexa said, amusingly. 

"Shut up!" Josh said with some embarrassment. "Diego just got his balls broken, there's good reason to be scared!"

"I said I won't hit that hard! Now, come on boys, are we ready?" 

"Sure, Sure." I said. 

"Hurry!" Tim said. 

"Alright, alright!" Josh added. 

"Okay! And... rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

I threw down my trusty rock, and was ready to get slammed in the balls.

"What do I do if they all have something different, again?" 

I heard some laughter and felt myself shaking and twisting, but keeping my feet planted. I forgot the answer and was not looking forward to hearing someone respond to that. I thought it might be bad.

"Then it's a 3-way tie and nothing happens." Cameron said. 

"Oh. Ok." Hana said. 

I felt a wave of relief rush over me, realizing that I must be safe. But then, I heard a smack and a grunt come from Josh, then another, not as loud smack hit Tim and make him yelp out. I pulled back and pulled my hands over my balls and cowered away in awkward fear. 

"What the fuck, don't hit me!" I begged, pulling my shirt off my eyes, needing to see to protect myself. 

"I'm not haha!" Hana laughed, as she held her hand over her mouth and sat on the floor laughing loudly. Most of everyone else, meaning the ones who didn't get their sack slapped, were laughing too. Cameron rubbed my back and spoke to me. 

"You had rock, the other two had scissors, you're safe haha."

"What the fuck!? Why'd you ask about that three-way thing, then?" I said, starting to laugh too.

"Because I didn't know what to do if that happened haha!"

"Fuck girl! Pick a better time for those questions." I said, scared for my balls safety. 

"But it was hilarious!" Monica spoke for Hana. I laughed because it was, but I was pretty scared because it really wasn't. 

I looked at Tim and Josh, and saw that Tim was on a knee and breathing hard looking down. He had a hand holding his heavy package, and it was clear though his sweats. Josh was standing up, his hands on his knees. I watched him pull a hand up into his crotch and hold his balls. I thought about how I held those globes yesterday and smiled a bit. I breathed out and waited for us all to be ready.

"What the hell was the deal with that question?" Tim asked, sounding a bit sick. 

"I already said! I didn't know what to do if three-way, so I asked?"

"Yeah, ask just to catch us off guard. Real smooth." 

"It was not like that..." Hana answered, not sounding very convincing. 

I stood around, smiling because I was sparred, but scared because I knew I wasn't going to stay lucky. When we were ready, I put my shirt back over my eyes and set myself up. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

I threw out another trusty rock. I waited impatiently for something to happen. 

Suddenly, I felt a pressure slam up into my balls from underneath and I dropped to my knees again. I whimpered and held them, trying to contain the pain that sizzled down my leg and up my belly, but it just spread and I started to moan and feel sick. 

"That was a good one!" 

"Yeah, dead on and not too hard. Just right!" 

"You alright, Cevin?" Cameron asked, as he rubbed my back gently. 

"Fuck no... my balls hurt." 

I heard him laugh and continue to rub my back. "You'll be okay."

"Fuck... it stiings sooo bad..." I said, as I pulled my body up and looked into my shirt as rubbed my balls, as they radiated and started to make me feel really dull and sick. I moaned again and fell into myself some more and heard some more laughs come from over me. 

I stayed on the ground for a minute before I was pressured to rise. I complained, but Cameron helped me up and I had to get myself ready for the next round. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

I threw out a rock again, and waited even more impatiently. I couldn't help but writhe, scared of what might come at any moment. 

"Tie!"

All three of us cursed out at once, and I turned around and fell to my knees, breathing into my shirt and wishing that I didn't have to stand up and boil in that ungodly anticipation again. 

"Fuck man! I can't do this, this is killing me." Tim said. 

"Man, I'm so fucking scared everytime!" I replied. 

"It's like, the worst surprise ever." Josh said. 

We laughed and cried a little bit, but we got back together and set ourselves up. It took a bit to reel Tim in, but he troopered through.

"Alright... rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

I threw out a paper this time, looking for a good change of pace. I wasn't as scared this time for some reason, but I somehow felt more doomed. 

Suddenly, a quick tap hit directly with my left nut and I fell down without a second thought as the pain exploded in that little orb between my legs. It's ridiculous how much pain those little things cause us.

Although there was a lot of pain, I couldn't help but laugh on the floor, especially hearing everyone laugh over me. 

"Owwww... my left nut! Dead on..." I whined and complained, kicking my legs as I ineffectively tried to nurse my nut. It just hurt more and more, and it even started to give me a headache. Ball pain is so unrelenting.  

"Oh goddamn, I was so fucking sure I was dead!" Josh said.

"Deadass, about to piss my pants." Tim said. I laughed harder at that, and it hurt me more. I moaned and moved onto my back and pulled my knees up, as my feet stayed on the floor. I pulled the shirt off my eyes and looked around in pain. I saw Cameron staring at me and laughing. He made a funny face, which made me laugh harder, and I rolled onto my stomach to hide from it. 

"Stop making me laugh... it huuurrts!" 

I heard Cameron laugh as I said that, and it made me laugh more. The pain was still there but it stopped getting worse and I started breathing easier. 

Soon, I was able to sit up properly and powered through the waves. Since I won that, it was going to be Me vs. Diego. But first, it was Cameron vs. Aaron. 

"Yo, let me sack 'em this round." I insisted, still aching. 

"How come you wanna sack me, bro? I thought we were cool." Cameron said. 

"We are bro! I just don't want anyone else touching your balls. They're mine now."

"Ohhoho! Yours, huh?" Cameron said with a big smile on. 

I smacked his pec and laughed. "Yeah, man. All mine, my property."

"I think I remember hearing that these are the groups balls." Cameron said as he held his balls in his sweats, moving them a bit closer to me. "What happened to that?"

"That was past Cevin and Cameron talking. They didn't know what they're talking about." 

Cameron laughed and nodded his head. "You're right there, haha." 

"Plus." Aaron spoke up. "Cevin just wants some action. He's tired to getting hit in the balls, he needs to smack some to cheer himself back up."

I laughed. "Truuuuee! Haha, that's right, that's right."

"Just be sure not to cripple me, love. I'm sensitive." Cameron said, putting his blindfold on. 

"Don't listen to him, break his balls." Aaron said. 

"Hey, what the fuck bro!" Cameron said, with his shirt over his face. Aaron still didn't put his on yet shirt yet, and smirked as he reached over and playfully jabbed Cameron's stomach. Cameron playfully whined and smacked at his hand, and taking on a full defensive position. Aaron jumped back and started to put his shirt over his eyes with an exciting smile on his face. 

"You wanna fight, kid? You want these hands!?" Cameron jested in animation. 

"Yeah, I do! Throw me your closed fist each time, that'll be great!" Aaron said. 

Cameron laughed and shook his head. "I'm going to throw some open handed slaps your way too, don't worry."

"Yeah, then I'll take my fingers and poke you in both our eyes." 

"Yeah, and then I'll punch you both in your balls, don't worry." I said, grabbing both of their hands. I looked between both Aaron and Cameron, their shirts off and I looked over their body and felt their skin under mine. I smiled and felt lucky and comfortable and pretty great. 

"Alright... you two studs, ready?"

"Ready!" Aaron said. 

"Your stud is ready." Cameron replied. 

I looked between the two of them for a couple more moments before I let go of their wrists. 

"Rock, paper scissors and balls!"

Aaron threw out a rock, and Cameron held his scissors in the air. I smiled and looked at my boyfriend, and looked beneath his abs, following the red hair going down and knew that I had to fulfill my obligations in regards to his goods hidden in those sweats. I did so gladly.

I leaned in close, put my closed fist a few feet from Cameron's crotch, then I pushed it in knuckle first, a straight punch. I felt his meat morph around my fist, his dick and one of his orbs clearly, and a smacking noises happened. Then he coughed and bent over, hands clutching his meat as I pulled back and laughed. A moment later, Cameron fell to his knees and rocked, one hand on the floor, with the other still clutching himself.

"Oh, thank God! Fuck, it never stops being scary!" Aaron said. 

"It's even scary to watch!" Tim butted in. "Freaks me out to watch, man!" 

"Awww.... fuck, my nuts." 

We laughed a bit as Cameron rocked on the floor and slowly started to stand up. As he rose, he bent over again and whined as he shook his head, his waves of pain in the aura of the vibe. 

"Goddamn... I can't believe I agreed to this. I'm never going to be able to walk right again." Cameron moaned humorously. 

"It's ok, you can crawl around, no one will stop you." I said. 

"No man, I don't wanna crawl... fuck, you really got my left one there."

"Eeeekk..." I let out, pretty sure that I remember that being the really bruised one from earlier. It's probably more swollen, so it's more likely I hit that one than the other I also thought. 

"It's ok, Cameron." Aaron comforted. "He'll get your right one next."

"Hell, he won't!" 

"Nah, he's right Cameron. I gotta get both of them. Equality and stuff."

"Fuck, man! Only after you equality Aaron's stuff, alright?" Cameron begged. 

We laughed and waited around for Cameron to stand up properly and get ready to get sacked again. He was standing around pretty unnerved, it was a lot harder for him to stand still this time around than before. I smirked as I watched him twist and turn, even before he threw the dice. 

 "Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Cameron threw out scissors again, and this time Aaron did the same. I saw Cameron's arm shaking and I laughed as he squirmed, trying to fight his instincts to block my entry into his soft parts. I couldn't resist, and I got lower and acted like I was going to get him, moving my hand closer and watching him to see if he reacted differently. I heard him whimpering and hold his breath tightly, hands and head shaking.

"And draw!" 

"Oh fuck you Cevin!" Cameron snapped, knowing that I was milking the moment intentionally. He resigned and doubled over, clutching his nuts with heavy relief. I leaned in and rubbed his neck affectionately. 

"Sorry, it felt so prime, you know? You were so scared!"

"You want me to piss my pants in front of everyone!?" Cameron asked. 

"That would be hilarious!" Monica cheered.

"It would not! Not funny!" Cameron insisted. 

"I swear to God, if I suddenly start smelling piss, I'm straight up walking out on Camp." Aaron said. 

"You did so well so far, Cameron!" Diane started. "I know you can make it without peeing yourself, I believe in you!" 

"Oh screw you guys! Fuck, let's get this through. Come on!" Cameron pushed out impatiently, getting himself set up quickly. I smiled and turned to make sure Aaron was all ready to start, and saw he was. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Cameron put out paper and Aaron suddenly dropped a rock. 

I turned to Aaron, lowered my hand and flicked my wrist, the nails of my fingers slamming up into the orbs between his legs, deep into his soft blue shorts. My long fingers found Aaron's fleshy orbs, which were the buttons that made him cry out and cross his legs, pulling his hands in towards the sack I just slapped. He stumbled for a few moments before going to his knees. 

"Ha! I survived!" Cameron cheered. 

"At the cost of Aaron!" Diane replied. 

"Ahhh... fuck, my baalls...." 

"A worthy sacrifice. He will be missed."

"Fuck that... not done yet..." Aaron said as he started to stand up, hands still clutching his shorts. Then he moaned and doubled over, but stayed standing. I rubbed his hair and encouraged him. 

"Power through! Don't let Cameron recover!"

"Hey, fuck you buddy!"

I laughed as I stood back and watched between the two of them. They were both holding their nuts, and getting ready for the next round to start. It was hard not to feel lucky standing between these two cute boys, especially after feeling both of their junk's. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that Cameron's was bigger, and I really would have rather busted him again if I could choose. 

I asked if they were both ready, and then they set themselves up. I licked my lips and then continued. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Aaron had a rock, and Cameron did too. 

I waited a few moments looking between them, watching their reactions as I did nothing. They squirmed for a bit, and then I stayed quiet for a bit longer. I heard them whining and shifting, and I heard the girls around me giggling, and even Tim laugh as I continued to do nothing. 

"Fuck, do it already!" Cameron cried out. 

"Draw!" 

"Fuck!" Cameron screamed as he fell to his knees and I laughed loudly, watching him drop like I actually hit his balls. 

"I can't do this, fuck you man." Cameron let out, sounding still friendly but clearly frustrated. 

"Dude, you guys are making it so much fun to do nothing."

"Because it's scary! I don't want to get fucking slapped in the dick!" Aaron complained. 

"This is actually way more fun than Roshmabo! You guys are so much fun!" Monica said. 

"Damn right it's more fun! We aren't getting our balls kicked in, for one!" I said. 

"And if we play it right, we don't have to get hit at all." Josh added. 

"But that won't ever happen. If there's a world in which I get hit in the balls, it will happen." Cameron replied. 

"Nut pain is inevitable." I laughed. 

"So on with it!" A twin remarked. "It's fun and all, but we want action! Come on!" 

"Yeah, dudes!" I let out. "Come on, let me smack your nuts!" 

"Fuck this, I should've smacked your balls harder when I had the chance." Cameron shook his head and positioned himself up. Aaron got himself set up as well. I smiled between them and rubbed Cameron's arm before I continued. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

Cameron and Aaron both threw scissors out. I giggled out and thought about what to do. I realized that this was the third tie, but second in a row. 

"Does it have to be three ties in a row, or just three ties for them both to get tapped?"

"Just three ties!"

I smirked and looked between the two of them and saw them squirming and whining through their teeth. It made me laugh, and the other's were laughing too as they watched Cameron and Aaron squirming like they were. Even the two of them were laughing too. 

Cameron couldn't help but pull his hands in to his tenders, his hands and shaking in anticipation of the inevitable. I couldn't help but laugh and speak up. 

"Move your hands! Move your hands!" 

"Fuck! Ahh!" Cameron pulled his hands back and whined as he stood, waiting in fear. 

I turned to Aaron and saw him doubling over as he shook, shaking his hands and blocking my shot. 

"You too! Stop covering up!" 

"Gah! Shit, don't do it hard, don't do it hard! Eeeeee!" 

I smiled as I looked between the two shirtless boys, blinded and in fear of what everyone knew was coming. The suspense built and I pulled my hands in, making sure that they were open and that I was ready to take advantage.

Suddenly, I flicked both hands out at the same time, smacking both Aaron and Cameron in their nuts. A wet slap echoed between the two pairs of boy meat getting slapped by my back hand, right before both yelped out and reacted at the same time. Cameron doubled over and pulled his hands in, and then fell to his back and rolled as he moaned dully. Aaron instantly fell to his knees and breathlessly moaned, maybe more of a gasp as he cupped his hands low and close between his legs, then falling onto his side and lifting a leg as his voice vibrated in pain. 

"Yo, they're both dooowwn!" Monica cheered. 

"That slap! Wow, you heard that!" 

"Was that Aaron or Cameron's balls!?" 

"I think that was Cameron's, haha!" I laughed, kneeling and looking between the two boys. It might've been both of them, honestly.  

They were both writhing and moaning on their own, and I found it humorous how differently the two were reacting to the same pain, and how both reactions felt so authentic and right. Nut shots are really fun sometimes!

"Awww shit... that was brutal." Aaron moaned. 

"Ahh... God, it hurts so bad everytime." Cameron groaned as he rolled suddenly onto his stomach. I stopped laughing so much when I saw him spasm and heard his exhale. Even as I heard him laugh lightly, I could hear and feel the burn. I rubbed his lower back, hoping it would help. 

"You alright, buddy?" I asked, but I couldn't get the smile off my face. Luckily, he couldn't see it. 

"No! It hurts man... you damn broke them!"

"Sorry, I feel terrible!"

"No you don't!" 

"I do!"

"I can hear your smile, you're laughing!" 

I laughed and nodded. I lowered my head to his side and tried to be cute and comforting. 

"Oh man...." Aaron groaned, pulling my attention to him. "It's bleeding!" 

"You're not..." Josh said. I could hear his smile too. 

Aaron's leg tapped the floor rhythmically as he lied on his stomach, clutching his nuts. 

"And you guys still got another round!" 

"Fuucck thaat." Cameron moaned. I appreciated being able to hear his voice under my ear on his body. 

"Sorry baby, them's the rules. You gotta get up soon."

"Nooohohooo... don't make meeee..."Cameron whined, shaking under me. It made him come off as a child and I thought it was very endearing. 

"Sorry baby, you really gotta get up soon." I spoke, feeling bad for him and also enjoying the moment. 

"Mmmmmmmm... I can... I can't even feel them, man. They hurt so much, I can't even tell they're really there. It's like... it's impossible." Cameron complained. 

"I'm gonna puke." Aaron complained, now on his knees. 

"Sorry, man." I said easily, letting it out as I leaned off of Cameron and sat up. "I won't hit so hard next time."

"You didn't hit them too hard, that was fine!" A twin complained. 

"Yo, it don't matter, they've been getting hit all day!" Tim said. 

"Yeah, they're sore. The more hits they take, the less hard I have to hit for them to feel the pain."

"That's the point of it though! Makes them want to not be the ones to lose!" 

"Yes, but chill." I responded. 

"Yeah, this is for fun. We don't want to make them cry or anything." Alexa said. 

"But we wouldn't see them cry, their face is blocked by the shirt!"

"That doesn't mean they aren't crying, though." Diego added in. 

It took Aaron and Cameron another minute or two before they got up and seemed to be ready for the next round. I comforted both of them, and made sure they were ready.

I was having fun and was looking forward to tapping one of them again, but I had a pair of nuts too. I knew this was taxing for these two boys between me. I could see the sweat and hurt on them, especially with how they were carrying themselves, hunched over and sensitive. They were holding themselves, and Cameron specifically was digging in and trying to fix the pain between his legs. I wanted to help him rub the pain away, but I wasn't sure if I should do that in front of everyone. 

"You guys ready?" 

The two were hesitant to take their hands away from their balls, and whined a bit but played along after a few moments. They moved their hands up and seemed as ready as they'd get. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Cameron put in his scissors, and Aaron had the same exact pair. 

A sea of deeper groans and higher laughs rose and I looked between the two of them again before I had to do it to them. 

 Aaron was shaking and holding tight, trying not to move himself too much, and holding the integrity of the game above the integrity of his testicles. Cameron too was shaking, but also whining and rocking his fists as he awaited his fate. 

I looked down and looked at the hill between both boy's legs, Cameron's more prominent but Aaron's was shifting more in his shorts. I breathed out and then licked my lips before I slapped my hands back into both of their balls once again, with a concentrated effort to swing with less force, but not wanting to be too soft with it. I wanted to have fun here still. Can't go too easy on my boys.

Their meat squished under my assaulting hands again and it instantly struck deep in me as I felt their meat thwack once again. I instantly thought that I probably shouldn't have put that much force behind it.

Cameron instantly fell to the floor and Aaron fell backwards, both groaning out in their distinctive voices. I groaned with them and bent my knees, holding the hands that did my best friends dirty, deep in my stomach. I winced as I looked between the two of them and couldn't help but laugh lightly. 

"I'm so sorry guys, so sorry! Haha, I'm so fucking sorry!" 

The two didn't act like they heard me, or any of the other reactions around them as they both silently held their sore spuds. Both of them rolling and writhing, I thought about the feeling of them smacking against my hand and felt both excited and sick. 

"I can't take anymore, I'm dying." Cameron moaned as he held his balls on the floor. I winced and held his hip and hair with care. I leaned over him and tried to give him my better feelings, but was not able to help him through my efforts. 

"I'm so sorry, but you have to stop tying." I laughed. 

"I'm done, no more dude." Cameron moaned, not as jovial as he was earlier, cupping his tenders. 

"Ah, come on." Monica chimed in. "Just one more round, we need a winner." 

"I don't care... I'm dying here. It huuurrts..." Cameron cried out. I moaned in response and undid the shirt over his head and pulled it off his head. I kissed the side of his head, right over the cheek as he was face down in the sand. I could see his face growing super red around the cheeks, and I rubbed him gently. 

"Ok, no more this round." I spoke up.

"No, that's bullshit, come on! Aaron's ready for more, Cameron can't give up!" 

I looked at Aaron and saw him curled up and rocking gently, his neck outstretched, a couple veins red and clear.

"In what world is someone looking like that, ready for anything?" I asked. 

Alexa walked over softly, her hips swinging confidently as she sat down next to Aaron. She rubbed his hair, like I rubbed Cameron's. I suddenly felt like I should've been acting kinder to Aaron. I've only been focused on Cameron this entire time. 

"Are you alright Aaron?" Alexa asked softly. 

"No... but yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"...no..."

We laughed at his response, and Aaron rolled onto his back as we went on. We watched him hold his crotch firmly and Alexa rubbed his stomach as he lied there. 

"Aaron, you ready for another round!?" A twin asked impatiently. 

"In a minute..."

"See! He's down for it, Cameron-"

"Just let me throw up my balls first." Aaron continued, crawling onto his knees. It spawned some laughs and I rubbed Cameron some more. 

"Aaron, it's fine. Cameron's done." I said. 

"Oh..." Aaron said as he breathed harshly looking down. After a cringe, he pushed back and sat on his bottom. He then pulled his shirt off and looked over at Cameron. Aaron's face was red and it looked like he was crying. He then wiped his blue eyes and breathed out before he continued. 

"You're giving up, Cameron?" Aaron asked. 

Cameron didn't respond as he lied on the floor, shifting a bit. I helped him move himself a bit. 

"Looks like it. Cameron's bitching out." A twin teased. 

"Booo! Cameron's a bitch, boo!" 

"Hey, fuck you guys!" I defended Cameron, glaring at them. 

"Aaron's taken just as many as Cameron has, and he's sticking in!"

"No, it's fine." Aaron said."It's not his fault he's got weak balls." 

That comment got some oooo's. Aaron's not who you'd expect the shittalking to come from, it caught me off guard too. I'm guessing Cameron heard it too, because he tried to sit up. 

"Woah, you're alright?"

"I'm fine... let's start the round."

"You sure?" I asked. "You don't-"

"I'm good. My balls are fine, I can take it." Cameron insisted, trying to stand up. I helped him stand up, but he pushed me away at first. I smirked and stood back, letting up get up on his own. I watched him hold onto his knees, then his balls, and double over further, reaching to the floor to keep himself up. I turned to Aaron and saw him look away from me as I turned to him. I wanted to ask where that came from, but I think I knew. I didn't say anything. 

Cameron had his face looking down, and it took him a moment before he stood back up. He was readjusting his bulge and holding onto it delicately but securely. Aaron was staring ahead at him, also bent over and breathing slowly, holding onto his balls and
his shirt with the other hand. 

As Cameron stood up, Aaron stood up straight too and I could feel the tension meet between the two. I'm not sure exactly where it came from so suddenly, but it made things feel more interesting. 

"You two ready?" I asked. 

Cameron nodded and Aaron leaned in closer and offered Cameron his hand. Cameron nodded again and shook Aaron's hand, a show of sportsmanship. It made me smile and aroused a short burst of applause and positivity from our audience. 

The two started to put on their shirts over their eyes and I breathed out myself, getting ready to perform my duty, which suddenly felt more important. 

I held the hands of both Aaron and Cameron exhaled once again. I felt like I had to get more important air in my lungs for some reason. I let go, and then pulled my hands up their arms, rubbing them both. I pulled my hand's closer and held both of their hands. 

"Good luck to both of you. May your balls be strong enough to handle the punishment and continue to be fertile. I wish nothing but the best for the both of you." 

Both of their hands tightened around mine and I shook them, and let go. They readied up their stance. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Aaron put out rock, and Cameron also did too.

I felt bad, and so did everyone else I think, judging by the moans that came out as the rocks did too. I didn't wait to build the anticipation between the two boys between me, and I slapped them both. Aaron first, then Cameron right after, pushing myself towards him. 

Aaron yelped and held his balls tightly, his legs scrunching up and falling over his knees as he leaned over agony. He started to moan, but it wasn't as loud as Cameron's whines. After I smacked Cameron's balls, his backside pushed out and he fell face first almost instantly. He shifted and loudly whimpered as he dug his hand into his crotch and tightly held his hair with his other hand, pulling on it.  

After his hot breathing let up, he sucked in and tried to push up onto his knees and tried to move through the pain, but coughed out and doubled over his knees, not able to fight the nature of his being. Cameron started hitting the ground and tightened over his whines, trying to keep them in. 

Aaron was still on his knees, as they were tight together and he was closely wound, trying to not whine out or let the pain run over him.

Both boys were clearly in pain, but neither felt like they were ready to give in. 

"Are you guys okay?" 

"Peerfuct." Cameron moaned in a shaking voice. 

"Lovely?" Aaron whined at right around the same time. 

They both tried to push up from their knees at around the same time too, but both collapsed on themselves and whimpered in their own voice and way.

I stayed back and let them get up on their own. It didn't take as long as the last tap, despite them probably being in more pain. But they suddenly had more reason to push through then before. 

"Come on... let's go, come on!" Aaron forced out as he got up and held his hands out in form.

Cameron didn't say anything legible, but shook and collected himself loudly.

"Cevin. I want you to kick the loser in the balls, don't tap." Aaron said. 

"Woah!" 

"A kick!?" 

"Yo, Aaron, no." I insisted quickly. 

"No, you should." Aaron insisted. 

I was very confused as I looked at him, as he nodded his head and seemed confident, despite the clear pain he was in. He couldn't stand up straight, and he was holding his balls with one hand, with the other still out in rock position. He wasn't able to leave himself open and I felt like he was about to break.

I turned to Cameron and saw him shaking his head, and somehow I could tell exactly what was on his face, despite it being covered. His look was exhaustion and fear, under his reddening, sick and breaking face. 

"Yeah... sure, man. It's fucking fine, kick whoever loses." Cameron said as he shook his head again, still leaning over, hands on knees. 

"No, I don't have-"

"It's fine Cevin, Aaron called for it, I'm okay with it. Loser fucking dies, who cares." Canmeron spat as he stood up as straight as he could and held his hands out. His legs were shaking, but he held his arms tightly. 

I shook my head and scratched my hair. "You guys sure? We don't-"

"Yes!" 

They both said it at the same time. 

The two of them were sturdy and made it out like they were ready to go. I nodded in apprehension and held their wrists again. I didn't say anything this time, I just rubbed my thumb on both of their wrists. I moved my index and middle finger over the front of their wrists and I felt their pulses. I counted, it was almost 20 beats in less than 10 seconds. I thought they were about to explode, it made my skin crawl and spine shake. 

I continued to steal paintings between the both of them, their sweating and stressed bodies speaking and performing in front of me, just for me. It felt at least. 

It was deadly quiet, the audience was quiet and I couldn't consider anything other than the inspiring bodies attached to the beating hearts under my fingers. The battle between these two warriors, lovers, boys.One, taller, red and mine. The other, short, sweet and due. His black hair hung heavier than Cameron's red, as Cameron, even with a limp, looked ahead and above him, worried as he was not able to see the reality in front of him. Aaron's breath's were shorter and less ragged, standing like he has something to prove and everything was going perfectly for him, although his legs and hips twisted with a life of their own. 

I let go and took a step back. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Aaron used paper and Cameron pulled out scissors. My heart sunk and I heard a few gasps adding themselves to the atmosphere. 

I looked at Aaron like one would look at a fallen brother, as he stood there unknowingly and doing everything in his control to stand true and hold his own. I turned myself to face his body. I knew what had to be done, and I didn't feel good about it. I reared my leg back and focused on what I knew I had to be aiming for. The gap between his legs, I knew I had to swing my leg through and crush the two rocks hanging sorely inside the landscape. It was time to declare the loser. 

I swung my leg up and it flew through the air, on course to it's destination between Aaron's spread and unsuspecting legs, and finally felt it crash fatally. My foot scooped and slammed Aaron's balls into his pelvis, flattening them with a sense of sickening duty. I didn't want to kick him too hard, but I felt like it would be dishonest if I held back too much.

The kick created a loud, nauseatingly wet splat that everyone heard, winced and expressed their excitement and pity in response to. As my foot retreated from the coup de grace I inflicted upon Aaron, he croaked and collapsed under the weight of his agony and defeat. His soft, helpless hand was desperately latched onto his balls and he slowly unraveled on the floor, coughing aggressively. Then he gasped and started heaving. I leaned over and took the shirt out of his face and hoped it helped him to breathe. I couldn't tell if I helped. 

"Holy fuck...thank fucking God." Cameron let out as I got on my knees and started comforting Aaron as best I could. 

"I think Aaron's dead. He killed Aaron." I heard someone say as I was  rubbing his neck. I could see why they said that. He had drool hanging from his mouth and he abruptly no longer made any noises. Then he sparked to life, sharply intaking and shaking on the floor, like a fish out of water with human vocal chords. 

I moaned in sympathy and leaned over, kissing his head and feeling personally responsible. 

Cameron soon rubbed my neck, and leaned onto me as I pulled off Aaron and comforted Cameron with my other hand. I kissed Cameron's head too, and made sure to put a little bit more into his affections. 

I pulled my hand low to Cameron's lower stomach, then lower down to where his hand was comforting, feeling his dick as I went past it and rubbed his hand softly, which was comforting his balls. My wrist was rubbing against his dick as I smirked at him, and Cameron moaned, leaning into me harder. 

I held my hand over his hand as I continued. 

"You alright, Aaron?" I asked. I still had a hand on him. 

Aaron moaned, and then started coughing again. 

"Shit, how hard did you kick him, Cevin?" 

"I don't know, I didn't want to hold too much back. It felt wrong, but now I feel bad about it."

A twin spike next. "No, you kicked him the right amount. It's what he would've wanted."

I laughed and raised my eyebrow at the twin. 

"He would've wanted that?"

"Yeah... she's right." Aaron choked out as he started coughing again, then groaning and shaking his foot softly. "Uhh... ooo shit... oh fuck." Aaron whined, his face tightening and starting to cry. "My fucking balls, holy fuck. The fuck was I thinking."

"Good fucking question." Cameron let out, rubbing Aaron's leg too. He leaned off me and I breathed out and sat next to Aaron. 

"I can't believe that that wasn't the final match. That felt like the final battle!" Diane said. 

"Oh shit, don't say that." I said, remembering that I have to go against Diego next. I groaned and lied down next to Aaron, putting my head close to his legs. When he felt my head there, he retracted a bit, then gently pressed his leg closer. I didn't move. 

There was a few minutes of cooldown after that, and Aaron was barely able to sit up. He was inching towards feeling better thankfully, and I apologized to him, but he wasn't having any of it, which I understood. This all made me think of more ways that I can make it up to him, because I really felt bad about this. He still had another round after this one too, so I knew I had to think of something. He deserved something good, he's too good for me to not. I really wanted to before, but especially after these events. I wanted to get the next round over with, so I could start thinking.

Cameron stuck with Aaron after I had to get up and tie my shirt over my eyes. I didn't feel too concerned about this anymore. 

"Alright, I'll be your tapper today." Alexa joked, getting us some laughs. She rubbed my shoulder and placed me where she wanted, and I assume she did the same with Diego. She asked us if we were ready, and we confirmed. 

"Right... rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

I threw out a rock and awaited Alexa's response. 

Suddenly, I felt an assault reach my crotch and I made a strange noise and fell to my ass and leaned over to face the floor. Suddenly, I felt pretty sick and my head hurt. Not as much as my balls were, but everything felt really tight and broken and on fire. 

"Oh, fuck." I creaked out, moaning as I insisted on keeping my mouth shut. Which I did, until I had to cough and felt that something might be coming out, even if I didn't want it to. 

"Cevin got smacked, damn!" Monica cheered, as I groaned and stretched out on the floor, before curling back up again. My balls were sending waves of pain throughout my body and I started to feel pretty hot and upset. 

As I started to try to get up after a bit on the floor, I started to feel a similar concern that I had before, when I last was blinded by my shirt, and knew that I was in danger. I felt that fear again and shook as I stood up and held tightly onto my poor, swollen testicles. 

"You ready, Cevin?"

"Fuck, no! God, Alexa. You fucking leveled me!"

Alexa laughed and she gave me a hug, pulling me in. I felt her breasts press against my head as she pulled me in, and I felt suddenly at ease. As she let me go, I wanted to go back, but felt it rude to ask. I think I just wanted to push off the inevitable. 

"Don't hit me so hard next time, please." I begged. 

"Wow, after that performance Aaron and Cameron sat through, Cevin's going the pussy route." A twin teased.

"Bitch, I don't care, I do not want to feel bad right now. Leave me alone." 

"Just saying." The twin responded, laughing. 

"I feel him, no hard feelings here at all." Tim added in.

"I wish I was as much of a pussy as Cevin." Aaron moaned in pain.

"See! I'm speaking from the heart here, balls are sensitive. Have mercy, Alexa."

"Yeah, fine. I won't level you again. Although, that tap was in line with the rest. I just want you to know."

"Don't make me feel like a bitch." I asked, in a sad type of tone that made people laugh. I laughed when I heard them laugh and got myself ready for the next round. 

":Okay... rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

I put down paper and hoped that it doesn't mean that I would have to judge just how much Alexa held back. 

I heard nothing and couldn't stop myself from shaking in anticipation. Then, I heard a smacking sound and a masculine grunt and I felt myself at ease, dropping my hands to my poor balls. 

"Haha, Diego got it!" 

"How was that Diego? Was it better than my hit?" Bethany asked.

"Oh fuck, a lot better... but still terrible, shit..." Diego moaned. People laughed at that, and I took the time to hold my balls and wait for Alexa's question. When it came, I got myself ready. and tried not to think about how scared I am. I suddenly really didn't want to get hit in the balls again. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

I threw out a rock and tried to hold my shakes. 

A few moments of nothing and my anticipation built, which made me make a whining noise. 

"Draw!" 

"Fuck!" I cried out, shaking my head. "Come on, quickly!" I put my hands back in position and tried to rush through this. 

I heard Alexa's smile as she quickly continued. "Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

I threw out another rock and didn't have to shake for too long.

"Draw!"

"Fuck! Again, again!" I begged, getting laughs and shaking my fists again. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

I threw out rock once more and shook in anticipation, feeling that I stupidly picked the wrong shape. 

Suddenly, I heard a twack and a grunt, and I shrieked, terrified of it coming to me next. 

"Cevin wins!" 

"Oh fuck yes!" I let out, collapsing to the floor and holding my throbbing balls. I didn't lose!

"Haaha, Cevin fell down and he didn't even get hit! Diego's- oh, nevermind. There he falls too haha." A twin said. 

"How was that one, Diego?" Monica asked. 

"Fucking baad! What kind if question is that?" Diego asked. I took the shirt off my face and saw him looking at the girls with an unbelievable expression on, and it made me laugh. I rolled over onto my back and let myself breathe. That was intense. I don't have to worry about getting my balls slapped anymore. At least not in this fucking game. I can't believe I proposed this terrifying existence.

"Aaron, are you ready for the final round? It's a best of five, haha."

"Yeah... fuck. Fuck, man. Cameron, why'd you have to tie me like ten times in a row?"

"If I'm getting my balls bashed in, I'm taking you with me bub. No kids for either of us."

"Dope... broken balls brother's." Aaron groaned, bumping Cameron's shoulder. Cameron smirked and bumped Aaron back. I really liked that they were getting along here. I thought there might've been something there with how competitive they were before, but that was before.

"I want to be the smacker for the last game!" Diane insisted. 

"Why are you so excited to smack me in the balls?" Aaron asked. 

"Come on, Aaron... haven't you been paying attention? Everyone wants to smack everyone else in the balls." I said. 

He laughed and started to stand up. He approached Diego, who was now standing up and seemed ready for what's coming next. 

"Diego. Hope you're ready to get outmaneuvered by my beautiful tactics." Aaron said as he approached the Hispanic counselor. 

"Have mercy." Diego begged, humorously. We laughed and I rubbed Aaron's shoulders as he started to put up his blindfold. 

"You got this, man. Just don't ask Diane to kick you in the balls. Remember when she kicked us all? You don't want that." 

"Fuck Cevin, why'd you remind me of that." Aaron moaned. "Don't remind me of bad moments, only good moments." 

I laughed and rubbed his bare stomach as I thought about what he said. I patted him again and backed up. I started to think I knew something I could do for him later. 

"Right! Let's go!" Aaron insisted, putting his hands out. Diego put his hands out too and breathed out. It was fun to compare the difference between Diego, who's so strong and developed and Aaron, who's so much skinnier and younger, but more enthused somehow. It just looked like Aaron had more energy under his skin, even though he had almost no hair on his body, and Diego had so much more, with a very clear trail going down. I was excited to see this unfold, and was excited for later too.

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

Aaron put out a paper and Diego a scissor. Round one, sexy Hispanic gets away with it.

Diane leaned over and swung her closed fist into Aaron's crotch. It wasn't a very brutal hit, but it certainly stung. Especially considering all the hits Aaron took so far. 

Aaron dropped to his knees and let out heavy, strained moans he was on all fours. The noises made a few of us laugh, they were weird little noises. 

"Ouch! That felt like it hurt..." Diane sympathized, rubbing Aaron's shoulder. 

"Mmm... yeah, it did. Got both of them... shit..." Aaron moaned. 

"I felt them... I'm sorry!" 

"You did what you're supposed to, you're fine." A twin said. 

"Yea." Said the other. "That was good shit, Diane. You're a natural."

Diane groaned and looked away from Aaron. I wonder how she really feels about being a 'natural'. She's been told that before too. She should embrace it. You can't really change who you are. Just get better at it. 

Aaron started to stand up and heavily breathed, holding his shorts with trepidation and carefully let go and pushed his hands out. He held them out cautiously with a slightly twisted leg. 

"You guys ready?" Diane asked, looking at Aaron.

Aaron nodded and Diego did too. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and balls!" 

Aaron put in a rock and Diego a paper. 

Diane didn't waste much time, and went to go for the kill, smacking Diego's balls, and causing him to grunt out and cup his balls as he stumbled back.

There was an air of confusion, and then Diane shrieked. 

"Whoops!"

And she quickly went to fix her mistake and smacked Aaron in the balls, but did so with too much enthusiasm. It was a much louder strike and Aaron instantly and loudly whimpered as he collapsed over himself, twisting and digging into the sand. 

"Fuck, I'm sorry! Ahhh!" Diane shrieked, feeling and looking quite awkward. She didn't know how to fix this.

"What did you smack them both, for!?" Tim asked with a wince.

"I thought Diego won! But, he didn't and then I had to fix it! But, I'm so sorry Aaron, I hit you too hard!" Diane whined as she went to her knees and held Aaron with both of her arms as he was curled in the ground. I felt bad for laughing but I don't know how you don't. It was dumb and hilarious.

"So, what happens now? Do they both get a point?" 

"I guess!?" Cameron said with a funny face. "Might as well, they both earned a point."

"I'm sorry!" Diane said again, sounding even sadder than before. 

"It's fine." Alexa said. "It's pretty funny, haha." 

"I feel terrible."

"Don't! It's great, a fun moment." 

"Yeah, noo sweat. It's funny, and they've both get a breather now." 

Aaron was on the floor with his arm over his head and the other deep under his shorts as his groans whined in distress. He looked worse off than Diego, who was just lying on his back, looking somewhat comfortable honestly. He wasn't comfortable, as you could tell by the shifting he was making, but for a few moments, he looked pretty chill. You just have to forget that he just got smacked in the balls.  

Diane comforted Aaron and I knew she meant it. He's been through the most today for sure, and that hit was pretty hard. It might've even hurt more than my kick, but I don't think it was worse than the bomb Bethany hit Diego with earlier. That was insanely brutal.

Diane helped Aaron up and continued to apologize until he told her it's fine. He didn't waste much time, despite looking pretty weak and done with this game. He put out his fists and waited for Diane to start the countdown. After she confirmed with Diego that he was ready, she stood back and made sure she was ready. 

"Ok. No mistakes this time. I swear! Now... Rock, paper, scissors and balls!"

Diego had rock, and Aaron paper. 

Diane took a moment to make sure she was making the right decision, then smacked Diego ion his balls. It wasn't too loud, but it was clear and painful. Diego grunted and closed his legs together, dropping to his knees. It was great to see him bulging out, with his legs closed together. 

As he groaned, he pulled a hand in to comfort his clear, heavy bulge and then he made a hot noise, twisting his body then taking residence on his side. He comforted his bulge and I had to stop myself from licking my lips. That was a good one. 

"Nice one, Diane." I said. 

"Diego totally feeling that one." A twin said. 

Diego whimpered and cradled his balls, twisting lightly and mumbling something in Spanish I think. Slowly, he pulled himself to his knees, then raised his body up and rubbed his hand over his hard abs, then pushing it down and pressing against his package. 

I really love when boys high;ought their goods naturally. Like there's nothing to it. I especially appreciate it when the goods are impressive. It almost feels like they're showing off, but I know that's not what they're thinking. They're just trying to handle the pain in their bits. 

I turned to Aaron, and saw him standing hunched, a hand over his stomach, rubbing his belly as the other held his own package softly. His thumb was rubbing his balls and I found it pretty great too. This was getting pretty fun. And it was before, but I started to appreciate it more now. 

"Ugh... my balls hurt, so bad." Diego said. 

"Same, bro... I can barely stand up."

"Best to get it over with now, then! Come on boys, this was great! Let's see who wins!" 

The two moaned and slowly got themselves to position. Diane looked between them and asked if they were ready. They got their hands up and Diane started up. 

"Rock, paper scissors and balls!"

Aaron put out a paper and Diego scissors. That's it. 

Diane suddenly looked very sympathetic as she looked at Aaron. It didn't look like she wanted to, but she went through with her job, and even put on a soft smile. She smacked her backhand into Aaron's soft shorts, right between his legs and he grunted, closed his legs and fell to the floor, leaning in with his hands. His package was pushed up as his legs were closed together. then he pulled his hands in and pressed them tightly to his crotch and curled up and moaned as he kicked his legs weakly and the winner was announced.

"Diego! Is the winner. Right?" 

"Aaron is sure as hell not the winner, so yeah. Diego wins!" 

"Yaaayy..." Diego moaned, very unenthusiastically. He still sounded sore and was comforting his package, his fingers clutching his goods with his palms pressed up.

"Hey!" Alexa snapped. "At least be happy you're not Aaron! Poor kid.." 

I walked over to Aaron and helped comfort him as best I could. I took the shirt off his face, and saw that his face was really red and he was wincing. He started coughing again, and I was glad that was it for him. He had more than enough today. 

"You got hit in the balls so much today, Aaron... this is peek testicular trauma for you, bro. It only feels better from here."

"I... I think I heard that before... was fucking wrong that's for sure..."

"No, but this is really it. You ran the gauntlet, you earned some time to relax. Let's get you back to the cabin, yeah?": I asked aloud, looking at the counselors. They nodded. 

"Yeah, Aaron scan totally get some rest now." Josh said. "You want some help to bring him back?"

"Nah, I can do it. You want to move now Aaron, or-"

"I wanna lie here right now..." Aaron moaned, getting a couple laughs. I smiled and nodded. I rubbed his hair, pulling it back and then rubbed his cheeks. I turned to Cameron and he smiled at me and came over to sit next to me and Aaron. 

"You want us to get anything for you Aaron?" Cameron asked. 

"Not unless you can get me a new pair of balls..."

"No, can't help there." I laughed. 

"I'd offer you mine, but mine are probably pretty sore too."

"Not as sore as Aaron's right now."

"Well, no, probably not. You really took a whacking today."

Aaron moaned and me and Cameron looked at each other and shared a knowing smile. There wasn't much we could do to help Aaron right now. 

We talked for a few minutes and then Aaron tried to get up. When he did, me and Cameron helped and led him to the Cabin. Aaron was mostly able to to walk ok on his own, but we were there to make it easier on him. We didn't say a whole lot, but I got excited thinking about what we could do later. 

Suddenly though, I realized that I might not be able to actually do what I wanted to. I'd need to talk Cameron about it.

We sat Aaron down in his bed, and he groaned and we made sure he didn't want anything. He thanked us and said he'd just rest. 

"Are you sure? We'd feel better if we can help with something."

"You helped me enough getting me here."

:"Well... alright. Just, make sure you're not in bed all day! It's the last day Aaron. We have to hang out later." I said. Aaron smiled and nodded. 

"Of course. Wake me up if I'm here too long. Okay?"

I nodded furiously and then headed out with Cameron. We said goodbye and left the cabin. 

"Cameron. I need to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"Ok... well, it only matters if it's there. Come with me to the dock."

"Oh, ok. Do we just ignore everyone else?"

"Yeah, why not. This is more important anyways."

"Ok, haha." Cameron laughed and followed me. 

We walked out of the cabin and intentionally didn't make eye contact with the rest of the group, walking off to the side. 

"Also, that was a mighty battle the two of you had before." I mentioned to Cameron as we were walking. 

"Battle? What do you mean?"

"With Aaron. It felt like there was something going on there. Competitiveness."

"Ohh... yeah... he kinda called me out, and I felt like I had to prove myself. Show I'm not a bitch."

"Yeah, it felt like that. Well, I know you're not a bitch... and great! Okay, the boat's there."

"Yay! Why does that matter?" 

"Alright." I started and sighed out. "Okay, so. I don't know if you heard, or whatever... I don't think I told you, but some days ago, we were on a boat ride. Me, Aaron... Bethany and Alexa. I was in a pissy mood, because of you I'm sure." I said laughing. Cameron chuckled too. "... and I made Bethany get pissed at me, and the boat flipped. Not the biggest deal, just get back on right? Well, turns out Aaron can't swim."

"Oh no."

"Yeah. When we hit the water, he was panicking about. I had to swim over to him and he held onto me for his dear life. When we got back to land, I pulled him aside. We had a bit of a fight over it after he told me he couldn't swim."

"A fight?"

"Yeah, proper fisticuffs."

"Because you almost drowned him?"

I laughed. "Yeah basically. I almost drowned him, then got in a fight with him afterwards. I'm an asshole sometimes. But that happened. What I want to do, is take him on a boat ride, and kind of fix... that moment. I feel pretty bad about it."

"Okay. That feels like a cool idea... you'll try to do that a bit later on?"

"Yeah, and some extra stuff too... help him feel better. If you know what I mean... I hope that's okay?"

I turned to Cameron to read his expression when I asked this. I saw his face scrunch up and I could tell he wasn't too on board. 

"Now, listen, listen baby." I said, holding his hand and turning his face to me by changing where his face was looking. "You're my man, I'm yours. Nothing will change that, we talked about this already, right?"

"Yeah." He smiled and leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back and it gave me confidence to push forward.

"And I respect you and want this to be good and everything. I want to hang out with you after this so much, you know that already. I don't want to do anything that would hurt what we have Cameron... but, I really need to give something good to Aaron. Something... great, something he deserves. He's always been there for me this entire time, and if it weren't for him, I don't know where I'd of been. And he had a really rough day too... whatever happens on the boat will stay on the boat, okay?" 

Cameron groaned a bit and shook around, looking to me with soft and sweet eyes. I knew what he was going to say once I saw him look at me like that. 

"I swear, I won't ever ask for anything like this again. This is just such a magical place, I want it to end perfectly. And this might be the last time I see Aaron. This would mean a lot to him. I'd fe-." 

"Yeah, yeah ok. I get it. I trust you. But I'll be waiting here for you, okay?"

"Okay, that's fine!"

"But, I need you to say something for me right now."

"Of course. What is it?"

He smiled and smiled a bit louder, then spoke up. 

"Peter's pecker picked another pickle bearing pussy pepper."

My face must've looked fantastic, as Cameron burst out laughing and hugged me and then pushed back out. 

"Come on, say it!"

"What? What did you just say, man?!" I asked laughing. 

"Ok, say it with me, okay love?" Cameron held me comfortably as he looked into my eyes. I looked back into his green eyes and smiled, smiling like an idiot at him. 

"Peter's pecker..."

I giggled. "Peter's pecker..."

"Picked another..."

"Picked another..."

"Pickle bearing..."

"Pickle bearing..." 

"Pussy pepper..."

"Pussy pepper..."

"Great!" Cameron said, tightening his hold on me. "Altogether now."

"I cannot say that altogether, my tongue is not so talented."

"Come on! Try it."

I smirked and blushed and tried to remember it. 

"Peter's pecker... picked..."

"Picked another..."

"Picked ano-"

"Nuh, uh, from the beginning."

"Gah! Peter's pecker picked another... pickle?"

"Pickle bearing pussy pepper! Peter's pecker picked another pickle bearing pussy pepper!"

"Pickle bearing pussy pepper... ok! Peter's pecker picked another pickle bearing pussy pepper."

Cameron's eyes lit up and shook with excitement. "Yay! You did ti!"

"Ayyy! Peter's pecker picked another pickle bearing pussy pepper!" 

"I love it when you talk dirty." Cameron said as he kissed me again, and we locked our lips for some time. His lips are so soft and I love when he does things with his tongue in my mouth. It's like he's just exploring the cave of my mouth with this warm, wet and curious worm. Maybe that's weird to say.

After this, me and Cameron went back to the group and hung out a little bit more. As much as I enjoyed hanging out with them for the last time, I honestly couldn't really pay attention. I was just really focused on hanging out with Aaron later. It's all that really mattered to me. I kept on wondering if he'd show up during our talk, but he didn't. 

"Alright guys, later on, we're going to have to go hang out with the other groups for a goodbye ceremony."

"Why?" Cameron asked Josh.

"Because that's what we were told. The Camp President wants to say some stuff. Like thank you, you guys are great, thanks for not dying, yada yada, you know." Josh answered. 

"I don't want to go." I said. "What happens if I don't go?"

"Well... you should be there. It's the goodbye ceremony." Alexa said. 

Gah, I didn't agree with that. 

Something I learned is that everyone says goodbye in their own way. You can't really force people to say things the way you want them to, or be what you really want. You either get lucky and get along or agree to disagree, or disagree to disagree or something else like that. I didn't really argue with them here, because it wasn't worth it and I still wanted to hang out with Aaron later. I didn't want to tell them I was probably going to be missing then, because they'd tell me not to with a me stern face on, and I didn't want to look at it. 

Something else that I learned, is that ceremonies are fucking boring, unless a blood ritual is involved or something. What's the point, if there's no spilled blood? Or at the least, some good quality nut pain? It's like some people aren't even trying to have fun.

Soon, time moved on and the end was approaching. I kind of felt like I was supposed to feel grand or super emotional, or reach some end of the line melancholy because of what this is. But it really didn't feel like that for me. I know the girls were more emotional and everything, but I didn't really care. Not only because I was still thinking about where Aaron was, because he was still in bed and I wasn't sure exactly how this would go later with him, but also, the best part about camp was leaving camp with me and sticking around. Now that I knew Cameron was going to be around after tonight ends. I really didn't care that much. 

Not saying I didn't like the counselors, because I really did. Even Diego, who had some really bad moments, I respect enough and was happy he was around. Josh was the best fucking bro ever and Alexa was super cool, although she didn't really do us any huge favors. 

And the girls were pretty interesting. Bitches maybe, and did not make life easier here. But Diane was great, and the other 3 made sure it wasn't boring. I didn't have very ill will towards them though by the end of it, I appreciated my experience here for sure. If the twins weren't such ballbusters, we could've missed out on a lot of fun honestly. If they weren't so mean, we wouldn't have had something to bond over and maybe we wouldn't have been so confident with ourselves. And even Monica, she made me work for Cameron a bit I guess. I feel me and Cameron are better now because for what we went through, and that makes almost everything worth it. 

Tim was pretty great to have around too. It was really cool to have someone around my age feel so much bigger. Plus, he taught me some stuff too, and I liked looking at him. I do wish I was able to get a taste of his dick, but I'm not pushing my luck here. A lot of weird shit happened that is pretty unbelievable all things considered, so I'm just taking what happened and accepting it. 

Thankfully, Aaron showed up soon and it excited me. I wanted to say something to him, but we were getting dragged to go to the closing ceremony. Cameron snuck away before I noticed it. After I was impressed, I realized it was time to get Aaron's attention. 

I bumped him a bit then I whispered in his ear. 

"Hey."

Aaron smiled at me and whispered back. "Hey."

"I have a surprise for you. Follow me." I said, as I pulled him away from the group. Aaron couldn't go as fast as I wanted to go, which is reasonable, and I stayed at his pace. 

There was a lot I wanted to say to him, but for some reason, I suddenly felt pretty awkward and scared. What if he didn't enjoy this? What if he wants to go back, and then I'd have nothing for him. I really wanted to leave a good impression on him. I started to get pretty concerned. 

I'm not sure if Aaron could read it on me, but he broke the ice for me. 

"Cevin. So what's up? What's the surprise?"

I sighed and breathed out. I rubbed his shoulder and looked at him. He was looking back at me, trying to read my face, and I looked into his deep blue eyes and realized that I just had to be honest with him. I should be straight with him, as best as I can. 

"Okay, I need you to trust me. Do you trust me Aaron?" I asked.

"Uhhh..."

"Okay, maybe I shouldn't have started this with that... but, you trust me, right Aaron?" 

Aaron looked at me and nodded. "Yeah, of course. I trust you."

I smiled and nodded. "Okay. Well. You remember when I almost killed you some time ago? Out on the row boat."

"Yeah."

"Well... I'm going to make it up to you. A proper row boat trip."

"Woah, woah, I don't-"

"Listen, listen Aaron." I said, stopping in place. I turned to face him and held his shoulders as I looked into his eyes. I saw uncertainty, worry, and fear in those blue eyes that helped me through so much.

"Listen, this might be selfish of me, but I really I wouldn't do this if I didn't think it would be good. I don't want to do anything to bother or hurt you. This is my way of saying thank you for everything. For being an awesome friend. For making today up to you, and most importantly. For being you."

Aaron's eyes glimmered and he looked down. I moved my hand to his cheek gently and moved his head up to face mine. "Trust me Aaron. Come with me, and we'll have fun together. I want you to have a good last day here with me. You deserve it. Let me take that shitty memory, and replace it with something better. Let me do this for you."

Aaron smiled and his neck started to loosen. He nodded and I pulled him in for a hug and held him well. I wrapped my arm around his neck and we walked to the dock. We got there and saw Cameron there.

"Oh, I didn't know Cam-"

"He's not joining us. He's just going to wait here to make sure... something. I'm not sure, but he's gonna wait here."

"That's right! I'll make sure the water stays over there!" He said, almost like he believed it.

"Thanks Cameron. What would we do without you." Aaron said.

We got into the row boat. Me first, then I held my hand out to bring Aaron in. He was careful getting in. When he got in he sat down gently. I could tell he was nervous.

"It's okay. I won't let anything happen." I said caressing his cheek.

He nodded. Cameron pushed us off into the water. I took the paddles that were in the boat and started the motions.

"Have fun!" Cameron said, waving. Aaron laughed and waved back at him. I kept the rowing up for a bit.

"So... weather's lovely, isn't it?" Aaron said.

I laughed. "Yeah. It's pretty magical honestly. Hasn't rained at all while we were here. Super lucky."

"Yeah, totally. Also, really happy we could appreciate it here rather than over there in a crowd and be bored for God knows how long." Aaron laughed, getting me to join him. 

"Yeah, exactly. Super happy to have an excuse to get away for a bit... I was looking for you the entire day too. Are you feeling okay?" 

"Yeah, I'm good now for sure. Still hurting, obviously. But I'm happy to be here now, and... yeah. I'm feeling good, Cevin." 

"Good. I'm glad to hear it." I smiled at him. He smiled back. 

We were silent for a bit. I looked at Aaron the entire time. He was looking around, a bit nervous. I stopped rowing after a bit and moved up to him and hesitated for a moment before I kissed him on his lips. 

It was soft and sweet. Naturally passionate and I felt his hands hold up my head and face as we lived, sharing each other by the lips for this moment. Then he moved his hands to my body, and we shared that too. He shared himself and there wasn't a real thought about it. We just searched for each other. It was in the air, a sense of desire and curiosity. We knew this was our only chance at this, and we wanted it to be everything it could be. There was no reason for it to be anything else. Anything other than everything it could be. 

When I pulled back and opened my eyes to readjust, I could still see the shore behind Aaron.

"Wait. Let me row a bit further out." I said. I sat back down and started rowing. I watched as Aaron collected himself and nodded. It was a few moments before he spoke up.

"Cevin."

"Yes?"

"I... I think I love you."

I didn't say anything. I continued to look at Aaron, feeling the weight of his words and not wanting to respond in the wrong way.

"I... want you to know that." Aaron said nervously. I looked away again.

I kept on rowing, thinking of how to respond. "You can tell me anything you'd like Aaron. I don't want you to talk yourself out of it. I want to hear what you have to say. And I want you to feel comfortable here. This is.. is it. It's the last day. I don't know if we'll really see each other after this."

Aaron looked at me and nodded.

"Not that I don't want to see or keep up with you though." 

But he knew this. 

I added "I don't want you to regret anything. I'm here for you. I love you too. I appreciate everything you've done for me. I want you to be happy."

Aaron blushed and the way he smiled told me that I said the right thing. "That's why I love you. You're such a sweet person. So caring. And this here... taking me out for a boat ride. It's so thoughtful!"

Aaron rubbed his neck as he looked back to me and held this stare. He looked so alive in the moment. His white body in the darkening sky. Warm face, happy, lovely smile. If I was half as good an artist as he was, I'd draw his face in that moment. The contrast between his skin and the horizon behind, his dark hair hanging, his blue eyes breaking through and somehow being more full than the ocean under us. It was beautiful. Aaron is beautiful.

"I feel so much right now. I just want to touch you, and feel you."

"Well, you don't have to sit over there..." I said.

Aaron laughed. "That's a good point." He stood up and started walking over. The boat moved a bit and he seemed to hesitate. I brought my hand out to him and made sure he felt comfortable coming over. He took my hand and sat next to me. He cuddled onto me as I rowed the boat.

I kept on rowing until the dock grew smaller and smaller, and then it disappeared. I stopped rowing.

I didn't say anything, and just sat there with Aaron.

"This is... me cashing in your karma payment plan." I said.

Aaron laughed. "You remember me saying that?"

"Of course. It was pretty funny. Totally gonna steal that."

Aaron continued to laugh as he stared at me for a moment before I leaned in and continued where we left off. Sharing our lips, our emotions, our curiosity. It felt so fresh and exciting. Rubbing his soft body with my hands, feeling his electric skin, his hard spine. I pulled myself and moved onto my knees. I pulled down his shorts and his underwear, and I took his penis in my hand. He pulled back.

"I'd rather suck you off."

"You first."

I moved in and put his dick in my mouth. I moved in rhythm, sucking his dick as well as I could. I could hear his moans, which only added to my pleasure. I moved my other hand to his balls and cupped them gently. They were sore and swollen, so I didn't press down on them at all. When I felt him shock when I touched them, I let go and rubbed his stomach. He said it's ok, but I didn't say sorry yet. I didn't say it, because he knew I was and I was busy working my best to make this as enjoyable for Aaron as possible. And the quickness to which he came was a testament to that, even with me hurting him unintentionally.

"Oh GaAAwWd." Aaron let out before he gasped, which was right before he let out an orgasmic moan which coincided with his dick exploding in my mouth. He rocked the boat with his orgasm, but I don't know if he even noticed. Maybe he didn't care anymore. I still held him down, trying to keep him safe and contain his orgasm.

"Oh god... that was so good." Aaron said with heavy breath. I pulled back and looked up at him. He was breathing heavily, but he looked happy. He pushed me back, and I fell behind me. I actually hit my head on a seat.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Aaron asked.

"Yeah...haha... I'm okay." I said, holding my head off the seat. Aaron moved on top of me to feel the back of my head. We then looked into each other's eyes and went in for another kiss on the lips. Sucking each other's lips, sharing more energy with each other. He pulled back.

"I can taste my cum."

"It tastes sweet."

Aaron chuckled and nodded his head. "It kinda does. Does that make me weird?" 

"No. It means you taste good." 

I pulled him in and we continued to love. His hands moved over my body, feeling every inch of my skin. He moved his hands to my hips and down my shorts, feeling beneath. He pulled them down and moved back. He pulled them back and tossed them behind him without even thinking. I didn't say anything in the moment, but I instantly realized he just threw my undergarments overboard. I didn't want to ruin the moment.

He moved back in and kept his lips with mine, his hand cradling my manhood. He squeezed gently, bringing pain into pleasure. But that was more than okay. I wasn't that sore and I wanted him to do what he wanted. He then took one nut and added some more pressure. I tensed but kept on kissing him. He held the pressure but moved down. His lips kissing my chin, then my throat, then my chest. Then slower and lower and lower until he reached my erection. He held it in his mouth and pleasured me, smoothly and dedicated.

I moved my head under the seat and lied there as he worked on my manhood. One hand pressuring my balls, his mouth sucking my dick. It was a strange mix, but it was working. It felt so good, even though it was causing me a lot of stress.

I lasted longer than Aaron did, mostly in thanks to the pain he was putting on me. But it made the eventual orgasm so much more fantastic. I moaned in ecstasy as I felt myself reach to climax. I made some other noises that I'm not sure how to spell out, and came to an explosive orgasm with Aaron at the helm. He's a fantastic captain.

As I released myself into Aaron's mouth, I felt his hand crush around my balls, which caused an explosion of sharp pain to erupt in my testicles. I screamed as my balls drained into his mouth. I instinctively brought my head up, which caused me to headbutt the seat quite harshly. I fell backwards, even more out of it then before.

When it ended, he backed up and let go of me. I brought my hands to my balls and curled over. Breathing heavily, in agony. Body tensing. But the orgasm itself was fucking awesome. It was worth it.

"Cevin... oh  my god..." I heard Aaron say, as he held his hand over my ass. He moved it up and caressed my back with care. "I just came again..."

"That's great..." I let out in pain.

"Sorry about the pain."

"It's okay." I said, forcing myself to sit up. Sitting up caused another explosion in my abdomen, but I powered through. I didn't want Aaron to think he hurt me too bad. I then forced a smile and looked at him.

"It was awesome." I said.

He smiled and looked down.

"Lie down with me for a bit." I said, pulling him to me. Honestly, I felt myself getting pulled down by the pain,and wanted to not make it come off that way. 

We both moved up a bit so when we looked up we didn't have to see the wooden seat above us. Instead we saw the gorgeous star sprinkled sky. It was so expansive and bright. 

I hoped they were almost done with the end ceremony by now. Aaron rested his head on my chest.

"Cevin..."

"Aaron..."

"Thank you."

"You shouldn't thank me. This is me thanking you."

"I know. Thank you."

I laughed. "You're welcome.

"You're welcome too."

I laughed harder again. I rubbed his head and we lied there silently for a bit. Then I remembered Cameron was waiting at the dock.

I didn't say anything at first, and instead held Aaron tighter and appreciated the differences between them. Cameron's more of a handful and interesting, but Aaron just felt so safe. It felt like everything is always right with Aaron and nothing had to happen to keep it that way. It felt like he always loved me, and knew it himself. 

"Cevin."

"Yes, Aaron." 

"...I'm feeling the best I've ever felt right now."

I smiled and said nothing. I kissed his head and cuddled in a little bit more. Then I spoke. 

"I'm feeling amazing too. I don't ever want to go back."

"I don't either."

"...Unfortunately, we can't run away in this boat. Plus... I don't... want to have Cameron, wait for too long. I don't want to ruin this moment either... because it's perfect. But we have to go back soon. Not right now, but soon."

"Okay. Eventually. We go back, eventually."

"Eventually."

Aaron turned his head sideways and laid on me like a pillow. I felt so special, and proud to be there. Not only for Aaron, but for myself. Something felt truly magical about this. I think it's because I knew it wasn't going to last. It made it feel like a fairy tale. Like it's not actually real. I was able to experience something that isn't real, something that's beyond reality, something extraordinary, even if just for a short boat ride on a lake in summer camp with a fantastic boy who wanted everything for me. In this moment, I wanted everything for him.


After some time Aaron stood up and went to put on his clothes. I put on my shirt.

"Where's your shorts and underwear?" He asked.

I sat on the bench and started rowing.

"You threw them overboard."

"What?"

"When you took them off... you threw them behind you. They fell into the lake."

"What? Why the fuck didn't you say something?"

I shrugged. "It's whatever. No one's going to see me but you and Cameron anyways."

"Fuck me, I'm sorry." Aaron said, turning around, looking for the missing garments I'm sure.

I laughed. "It's okay. It's pretty funny honestly."

Aaron laughed too. "I guess... sorry still."

I rowed back eventually, and we saw Cameron standing there when the dock because distinguishable. He waved in the distance. I waved back.

When we got back to the dock, Cameron noticed my lack of underwear.

"What happened to your underwear?"

"I threw them overboard." Aaron said.

Cameron started laughing loudly. "What? Why would you do that."

"Honest mistake." Aaron responded.

Cameron kept his laugh and shook his head. "Strange mistake to make."

I chuckled. "It's all good..." I said, getting out of the boat. "I look fantastic without clothes anyways."

Cameron looked me over. "You do, indeed." He held me and tried to cover my ass checks. his warm hands pressing against my ass. I laughed and pushed him away, turning around and lending my hand over to Aaron to help him out.

"Let's go back to the cabin. I hope they're not back yet. I do not want everyone's last memory of me, to be running back into the cabin with my prick flailing around."

"That's your problem, Cevin. You should've just ran around naked the entire time, so no one would care if they saw your prick one more time" Cameron teased, trying to cover me up again, though more subtly.

I smirked at Cameron who was trying to not let a smile break through. I decided this was a good opportunity to have some fun, and in retrospect a little bit of retribution, although it wasn't why I did it. I pushed him back a bit, and pulled onto his shoulder, lifting myself up and as I cupped my balls to keep them in place and not move around too much, I pelvic thrusted my prick into his freckled face. I felt it smack his nose, and it felt hilarious. He recoiled and yelped, bending away with a look of disgust on his face.

"What the fuck!?" Cameron yelled out, pushing me away after I smacked my dick in his face. 

"I've always wanted to do that." 

Cameron sneered at me then started wailing into my arm as I covered up and started laughing. After some punches, he stopped and just held and pulled on me, making me laugh again as I was lifted off the floor. My legs flailed as I was raised, and it was weird and really nice to feel the cool breeze against my naked lower body. It felt really free and awesome, and as Cameron twisted me around, I saw Aaron smiling at us, blushing a bit but I think he was trying not to look. But who wouldn't look, my prick was flailing through the air. 

Then Cameron pulled me around again, his back to Aaron and pulling leaning over me, pressing his head to my shoulder. It felt really nice, and he twisted my body, and I made it easy for him, moving with and for him. I raised my leg over his hip and looked into his eyes and I fell in love with him all over again. I melted as he saw something in me that I saw in him. Something that fixed all the problems that there are, and gave me the desire to fix all that will come. 

Cameron then put his hands low, under my bottom and lifted me up. I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck and my other leg up, wrapping around him. Cameron pushed his hand up into my ass cheek and used the other to pull me up by my hip. 

"There, there baby. Let's go back now." Cameron sweetly, patting my back as he started walking back towards the cabin. I giggled and felt quite blessed, and rested my head on his shoulder. My eyes looked up, and I saw all the beautiful stars above us and I started to think about how great this all really was. I got comfortable and let Cameron carry me back, not wanting to do anything else.