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! 

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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."

Camp Hardwood Day 13: Capture the Destiny

Oh yeah. It's all coming together. 

-- Last part coming soon! Stay tuned ;)

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"Cameron. What is that I feel on my back?"

“What?” Cameron asked groggily.

"I feel something... narrow and hard digging into my spine."

"...Oh... yeah, that's me."

I laughed. "Good... I was worried it was a bear at first."

Cameron laughed, obviously tired though. "Don't worry... I won't let a bear anywhere near you. I gothu." He said, bringing me closer.

I moved my hand to my back and moved his tool. "Sorry, but I felt like I was getting stabbed."

"It's saying hello."

"I don't care if it's cooking me breakfast... I don't want it digging into my spine."

"That's not very nice..."

I turned around in Cameron's arms, and put my head in his chest. My head curled into him and I took in his early morning smell to help bring me into this new, wonderful day. 

Camp Hardwood Day 11: Two Headed Boy

READ THIS DAY FIRST! DAY TWELVE FOLLOWS AFTER THIS ONE!

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Day 11 of 14. I woke up, and things felt different, but the same. The first thing I did was look over at Aaron, and saw him stirring. He saw me at around the same time, and a tired smile grew on his face as he stretched. It was really cute. It made me get up and waddle my way over to him. I was tired, but not in much pain. It didn't matter much at the time. 

"Hello, handsome." Aaron said in a tired voice. 

"Hey, hey... " I groaned and yawned, as I sat on his bed. Aaron was sat up, his knees pushing up through the blanket. I looked and put my hand on his leg, rubbing and pulling on it. Aaron let the leg I held go, letting it lie down on the bed, and I naturally let myself lie down on it and I rested my head a bit below his thigh. I was careful not to be too close to his crotch, I know it was probably a bit of a sore spot. 

I closed my eyes, rested and felt his hand rubbing my head. I really had no intentions to get up anymore. His legs a bit bony, but I felt comfortable there. I wanted to lie there forever. 

Camp Hardwood Day 12: Where the Seeds Are

Did you read Day Eleven yet? Make sure you read Day Eleven first!

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I woke up next to Cameron, feeling a different way. Better better than normal, surprisingly, but not straight joy. I felt important. Right. Confident. It was weird.

When I opened my eyes, I just stared at Cameron as he was lying next to me with his head curled in. He looked so delicate, and I wanted to protect him. I could feel his body heat under the blanket next to me, and I felt him shake a bit closer. He stirred a bit, and looked up. 

Camp Hardwood Day 10: What Goes Around Comes Around

Hey guys! New part, and this one's a bit different. But stick with me. Next few parts should make up for it, whenever they come around. The rest is falling in place, but the ending is still a mess, so I still need to sort that out. 

But, for my Northern Hemisphere friends, it's Summer! Back in the Camp spirit haha. I hope you guys are feeling it :)

I'm considering putting out a part of a different story soon, just for those who aren't too attached to this storyline. And it would be completely different, not a part of any of the established universes on this blog to this point. I've been working on some different ideas recently, and really digging them. But, we'll see how the wind blows. 

Enjoy, guys! :)

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I woke up feeling… good. I felt good. Was still hurting downstairs, but I could walk at a somewhat brisk pace. So that was great. It wasn't too awkward when I looked at Cameron either. I still wasn't sure about making prolonged eye contact, but I felt fine with him around. And that's enough, right?

"Wait, don't we get to pick today's activity?" Tim asked as we were all getting ready. I entirely forgot until he mentioned it.

"Yeah... I think we do. Got any ideas?" Cameron asked.

"Something that doesn't involve me doing anything but sit there, please." I asked. I really wanted to stay safe and lazy. 

"That can be arranged. How about-" Aaron started off.

"Wait, this is a special occasion! The girls always picked something that focused on us being guys, so now, we need to pick something that focuses on them being girls! Something sexy, you know?" Tim said. Tim had me at first, but then kinda drifted away at the end there. I don't think he realized we were like 70% gay as a group. Or something like that.

"Uhhh... like what, lap dances?" Cameron asked.

"Perfect! Today's activity will be lap dances!" Tim said excitedly.

Camp Hardwood Day 9: Karma Payment Plan

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I woke up. Gingerly got out of bed. Neither me nor Cameron made eye contact. I'm not sure what would have happened if we did. 

When I was sure no one was paying me any attention, I took a look at my balls, and they were pretty swollen and a strange color that I didn't like to look at. It made me feel even worse. I put them away before anyone saw anything. I didn't want to have to talk to anyone.

Breakfast ended, and none of us boys said anything. That was when I remembered that the girls are going to get to pick the activity after breakfast was over. It was a very sudden realization, and it made my vision and insides go all screwy. It made me push away the plate and nearly faint. I was feeling so terrible already, and then I just remembered that it's very likely going to get so much worse. God knows what the girls were going to have in store, and I was in no shape to bend to their abuse. I was sick, sad, and already defeated. I wanted to vomit.  

Soon, time ran out and we were asked to gather got the activity. It felt like a death march for us boys, and I was sweating as we walked to wherever we were supposed to be. 

"So... we talked about it..." A twin spoke.

"...And we decided... to have a contest..." The other twin continued.

Camp Hardwood Day 8: Jeopardy

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I woke up first and I saw Cameron in his bed. He was sleeping when I walked in last night. If he wasn't, he didn't let on any differently, thankfully. I got ready without looking at him, and he didn't try to get my attention.  

Breakfast was awkward, I didn't talk to anyone or pay much attention. I felt disconnected. I felt like shit, and like an idiot, and I was angry. And just generally 'why did I come to this stupid camp?'

After breakfast, it was time for our next activity. It was Jeopardy. You know, that game show? Random as shit, but whatever. It was Boys vs. Girls, and the winning team gets to pick tomorrow's activity. Happy happy. Joy. Joy.

Camp Hardwood Day 7: Cherry Tree

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So I woke up without a headache, which was good. I didn't need to wake up with a headache to feel like shit. I was doing that all by myself.

Cameron didn’t say anything to me. Not that I blame him, but I’m pretty sure I would’ve talked to him if he tried again. I didn't want to impose on him, so I didn't make the first step. But when he left the room without talking to me, it did bother me. It's weird, because I didn't expect him to try and talk to me anyways. But, it still hurt when I realized he wasn't going to.

Breakfast happened, I guess. Don't remember anything concrete, was tired and caught up in my thoughts. Again, I was hoping Cameron would say something to wake me up, but he never did. But what happened next woke me up.

"Cevin..." Diego said. There was something extra in his voice when he called my name. I guess he was holding onto something. 

 ...and the twins... you guys are with me today." 

Oh boy, oh boy. I knew then that Day 7 was going to be something. The ballbusting twins and the homophobe, who sounded like he was holding a hard, throbbing dispute against me. Which I felt was unpleasant, and bordering on abuse to be honest.  

It might sound like I took this lightly, but I did not. Diego has only looked at me to look nasty, and the twins had no reason to be gentle with me. I did not expect to be treated kindly. 

Camp Hardwood Day 6: Why Can't We Get Along?

Be sure to read Day Five first! It's posted below this one! (Or click Day Five!)

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I don't have any idea how much sleep I got, if I got any sleep. All I know is I closed my eyes, and the next thing I knew

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I opened my eyes as I was looking down at the darkness of my bed. I knew right then and there, that I was in no shape to get up and interact with anything other than my bed. But, I felt that I didn't have much of a choice, so I closed my eyes and rolled out of bed. 

And I mean that too, I actually rolled out of bed. I fell on the floor and lied there, hoping I could stay there for the rest of the day. 

"Cevin, are you okay?" I heard over me. I opened my eyes, grimaced at the sharp light coming through the window and saw the outline of a boy, whose shape slowly morphed into Cameron's. 

"Cevin, are you okay?" He asked again. I groaned and rolled onto my side and slowly pushed up. I felt Cameron hold onto me, helping me to my feet. If I was more aware, I would've pushed him away, but I was taking all the help I could get. 

"Cevin." I heard again. I was turned to face him and looked at him, tiredly and completely disconnected. 

"Are you okay? Did you sleep at all?" 

Camp Hardwood Day 5: Washing Away

Last part of the original 5! New content coming soon :)

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It was good to wake up looking forward to something and things going the way you expect them to.  

Breakfast was really nice. Talked to Cameron, smiled, laughed and joked. Friendly stuff, you know the works.

Right after breakfast, the counselors split us up into groups.

"Cameron and Cevin, you're with me for a bit." Diego said with a smile.

"Kick ass." I said, getting Cameron to laugh.

We split off in a direction down a dirt path and Diego asked "So... what do you guys want to do?"

Me and Cameron looked at each other, wondering if the other had the answer. It was another really nice and warm day. I'd be down to do anything really, especially with Diego and Cameron. Both of them were really chill, funny guys, and I was really digging both of them at the moment. Me and Cameron were getting along so well, and I've started... looking up to Diego. Was feeling really sentimental at this point in camp. Everything felt like it was going perfectly. 

"So, any ideas?" I asked Cameron.

"Uhhhh... I'm down with just a walk I think." Cameron said contently.

I nodded. "Me too. Can we just go for a walk?" I asked towards Diego, who was in front, his head tilted towards us.

"Yeah sure. Relaxing, hopefully." Diego said laughing.

Camp Hardwood Day 4: Group Balls

Happy Thanksgiving to all Americans! A great day for America, and thus, for the rest of the world!

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So, the next day came, and we woke up as normal. I woke up feeling a bit... embarrassed, I think. I didn't want to look at Cameron, or see him, or anyone for that matter, and I really didn't want anyone to look at me. I quickly got myself together, putting on a comfortable pair of jeans and a white tee. Without saying anything to anyone, I walked and waited in the communal area. Slowly, everyone piled in, and Diego waited for the full 8 of us. Cameron and Aaron were talking, then Monica came in and sat next to them. 

Diego told us that it's our day, we do whatever we want, chill with whoever. Just try to be back before dinner. I looked around, and I saw everyone pick out their groups. Tim and Diane were talking to Diego, the Twins joined them shortly afterwards. Aaron, Cameron and Monica were laughing, and seemed to settle with each other. So, just like school, I was the only one without a group. 

Everyone started piling out, but Cameron saw me by myself before the 3 of them left. He motioned to them that he'll be right out. They nodded, Monica and me making eye contact. She then said something to Cameron, but Cameron shoo'd her away. 

Cameron walked, trying to look like he wasn't walking towards me, rubbing his messy red hair. Lifting his red t-shirt slightly, showing off just a tad bit of skin above his grey sweats. I sat there, feeling unsure, but stuck in place. He looked at me looking at him, then I naturally attached to his green eyes. 

Camp Hardwood Day 3: Good Thing I'm Not A Cat

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"Rise and Shine!"

Day 3. I woke up sporting a mean headache. I never had a migraine, but I assumed it felt like how I felt waking up that day. It was like my brain was pushing against my skull, trying it's best to get away from me. And for the 1 second I opened my eyes, the rays of light were piercing way too loudly, and I didn't understand how I could ever feel differently. 

I heard some rumbling and conversation going on, but I kept my eyes closed and hoped if I held onto my body pillow, the only source of comfort I had at the moment, everything else would fuck off. Someone put their hand on my shoulder after I ignored everyone for too long.

"Cevin, time to get up man." It sounded like Cameron. I just made a noise and kept my eyes closed while holding my body pillow tighter.

"Come on man." I heard.

... I continued to ignore.

"Cevi-"

“Please leave me alone.” I groaned into my pillow.

“...is everything ok?” Cameron asked lowly.

I sighed and held my pillow tighter. I really didn’t want to talk right then and there. I don’t think it had anything to do with Cameron personally, but I was just straight not feeling well. My head was pulsating, and I was really annoyed that I said leave me alone and he didn’t listen. I lied there, boiling in discomfort and stuffed up rage, waiting for him to ignite me so I can explode on him. 

But, I felt him move away and knew that I wasn’t going to be able to yell at him. I don’t know why I wanted to yell at him, but I did. It was almost disappointing, as I was getting amped up for the action. 

As I lied there, I began to find my bearings through my throbbing headache. I began to feel bad, remembering yesterday, specifically last night. I felt like a bit of an ass for acting the way I did a couple minutes ago. It didn’t make me feel any better. Gah.

Camp Hardwood Day 2 (Rewrite): Virgo Roshambo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

None of us had breakfast that morning.

Camp Hardwood Day 1 (Rewrite): Two Balls and a Bat

AHHHHHH... It feels SO AWESOME to finally publish this! I hope you guys enjoy! And, thanks for reading :)

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I wake up to the noise of a horn. A very loud horn.

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“What the fuck is that?” I heard Tim say, both of us still very groggy.

I heard Cameron faintly from my side, “I’ve no fucking idea, but it just woke me up from an amazing dream.”

I opened my eyes and saw Cameron lying in bed as my head was lying on my body pillow. He’s on his stomach, but his face was tilted towards me. I would of thought he was still asleep if I didn't hear him groggily mumble. And he was looking so damn adorable. Lying in bed, eyes closed. Bed head. He looked so delicate… like a baby. I was thinking really kindly about him, I woke up with a smile. 

“Wakey Wakey!” We heard as the door opened. I flipped over and saw Josh.

“Big day ahead of us! Get ready, and meet up in the living room when you guys are ready. Wear something you don’t mind getting dirty in!” Josh said, leaving us in the room.

“Fuuuuccckk…” I groaned aloud. I really didn’t like getting up. I’m terrible in the morning.

Update: Camp Hardwood!

SO! This post is here so I can say somethings! Mainly surrounding Camp Hardwood, the storyline I postponed until further notice (THIS IS THAT NOTICE!)

TL;DR

Camp Hardwood Stories will be continuing soon, at random-ish intervals. Day 0 is unchanged, linked here but I deleted days 1 - 5. In the upcoming stories, some (debatably important) details change, so I'd recommend reading them!

I will be posting more sparingly, with classes starting up again soon

Thank you for reading! 

New Poll. Camp Hardwood

So, I've been thinking about Camp Hardwood for a bit, and I was unsure as to the direction it was taking, and how it would be received. And a combination of things has lead to me to putting this new poll out and the subsequent text beneath if you care to read it. If not, the poll is regarding Camp Hardwood. The poll asks if I should rewrite Camp Hardwood or not. The choices are

1) No, I like the direction it's taken!

2) Yes, I don't like the direction it's taken, I'd love a rewrite!

3) Whichever way, I just want more balls busted!

4) Other (Please Specify)

Note, if I do rewrite it, it will likely start up with Day One and move on from there in a new-ish, and likely lighter vein.

There will NOT be a new part of Camp Hardwood come February 7th. I'm unsure what I plan on doing regarding Camp, and feel it would be best to sit and ponder on the matter. However, I will make it up to you guys, I intend to put out more stories to compensate.

Camp Hardwood: Day Zero

This is the first of a long series I've been working on! It involves entirely new characters, in first person. This is something I've been really happy with and been itching to publish. It's 14 days NOT including this introduction. So if you liked this, you are in luck! There will be one of these every month for a while. If you do not like it, I'm sorry but this is the way the cookie will crumble. If you'd prefer to read... not this, don't worry. You will get a bunch of stories that won't be about camp. Those will be scattered at my discretion. 

And here's a picture, my good friend Anonymous created just for this story. It's awesome and I thank you!

And please, feel free to leave any feedback! I'm really excited to publish everything and would love to know your guys opinions on it all. Welcome to Camp Hardwood! 


The air was warm and promising. I looked around and saw so many other kids my age. Boys and girls, all trying to get their feet wet. I was so SO excited. It's barely been a week since I left Camp Hardwood (Yes, this is the name of the camp. No, the humor is not lost on me), but I already know that it's such an important part of my life. I grew as a person and it harbors so many graphic memories, rich in emotion and color. I feel like I should write it down while it's still so vivid. And if you're reading this now, that means I felt like putting it out there in case someone would enjoy it. Which I imagine is you. And to you, please. Sit down. Grab a drink. Spread your legs, take your pants off. Or don't, it's up to you. But there is a lot to read, so get comfortable.