Camp firefly

This is a work of fiction and everyone involved is 18+ years old. sorry it’s a little log winded

They advertise Camp Firefly as being a place of transformation and inspiration. It was an all-boys camp for guys with long disciplinary histories. To me, it was just a job that I landed in summer to help pay for my college tuition. Most of the other camp counselors were also 19 just like me, but they all knew each other since they first started attending the camp in their youth. I was immediately the black sheep and they made sure that I felt it.

There were 3 other camp counselors besides me. John was a football athlete getting a full-ride on a scholarship because he was some kind of prodigy. He was 6'2", and built like the hulk. Just raw muscle. Avery was next in line at 6'0". Avery was the typical prankster kid that made fun of everybody and always had a really wicked smile to him. He'd often made me feel uneasy with his smile because it always made you wonder what kind of shit he's getting away with. Last up was Derrek. Derrek was 5'10", just like me. He was on the quieter side, just like me. Derrek and I definitely had a lot in common and we both wanted to get into the medical field.

Unfortunately for me right at the start of camp season, Avery saw a grindr notification pop up on my phone as he was passing by, and he immediately told the rest of the counselors. They already treated me like an outcast, but that's when the meanness and harassment really started. I managed to endure the harassment throughout my time at the camp, and it definitely helped that Derrek started being nicer to me in the last week of camp.

Derrek and I would secretly talk for a few minutes here and there. He'd tell me how sorry he was that everyone was being so mean to me all the time, but I didn't want to risk pushing him away by telling him how much it meant to me that he was being nice.

On the last day of camp, the counselors Had to make sure that everyone else left the camp and were safely handed off to their parents. As a reward for their work, the counselors were given one final night at camp without any responsibilities, and full reign of the grounds. All the older organizers and groundskeepers usually left along with the kids. Derrek came up to me on the final day and let me know the rest of the counselors were going to get together that night and sneak some beers. Derrek had been talking me up to his friends and they agreed to let me hang out with them for the night. I shouldn’t have been so excited to be hanging out with the guys that had been bullying me, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me feel cool to be invited.

That night, at promptly 8 o’clock I headed over to the campfire spot Derrek had told me about. It was a bit tricky to find but the view was great on the top of a cliff overlooking the lake. Avery and John were still a bit cold to me, but Derrek welcomed me in. I was surprised they had a ton of beer. It looked like they’d all had a couple already. I wanted to fit in so badly and they couldn’t know that I’d never had alcohol before, so I quickly went for a beer myself. Over a couple of beers, the group started to unwind and talk a bit. Eventually Avery and John started to include me in the conversation.

Avery was always making jokes, but something felt off about him tonight. Eventually he started making jokes about seeing the Grindr app on my phone. “I got a faggy vibe from day one, but I didn’t wanna say nuthin” he said with his evil grin. I didn’t know how to respond so I stayed silent. Derrek came to my defense. “Aw lay off him. Who cares if he likes dick”

That’s when John spoke up. “I don’t care one way or another if the fag likes dick. I just think he owes us an apology.”

“For what?” I blurted out

John got up and walked over to me. He looked down at me for a moment sitting by myself and then quickly backhanded me. “You spent all that time eyeing us and never offered to suck us off.”

I was so shocked that all I could do was look up at him. Avery walked over too holding his bulge through his sweatpants. “You mean this fag could’ve been sucking my dick every night?” I looked to Derrek but he was out of sight with John standing in the way. Avery grabbed my mouth with one hand and made me look up at him. “You’re gonna have to make up for lost time, fag.”

He pulled down his sweatpants and shoved my face into his cock. I tried desperately to avoid it, but his cock started rubbing up and down my face. “Suck it bitch,” he said. The smile was gone. I struggled against his hands for a minute and that’s when John stepped up and slapped me again. He pushed me over the tree trunk that I was sitting on, and positioned himself above my face. “Maybe he wants mine first,” he said. Before I could even react or resist, John punched me in the gut. John knocked the wind out of me and as I gasped for air he stuck his cock in my mouth. He started mouth-fucking me pretty aggressively and I kept gagging over and over. That didn’t get me any mercy though. He just kept slapping my cheeks and placing one of his large hands around my throat to pin my head down.

I couldn’t see Avery, but I felt him run over to my feet and rip my shoes and my pants off. “Get him on his knees,” I heard him say. John flipped me onto my stomach and lifted me into a doggy position. He quickly moved behind me and said, ”as long as I’m fucking him first”

Avery let out a groan and said “Fine. Loosen him up for me”. It was clear that John was the leader of the pack because he was the most muscular. That’s when John started fucking my ass. No warning other than the spit on my ass. I moaned so loudly that it got Avery to burst out in laughter. “Yeah keep that up, fag.” Avery had gotten a lot harder since he first shoved his cock in my face. He had the biggest cock I’d ever seen for sure. Probably about 9 inches. I was choking and crying taking him to the back of my throat.

The two of them kept me roasted in this position for what felt like an hour. John got progressively more violent while he fucked my ass. He kept slapping my ass and punching me in the ribs, which annoyed Avery because he was still trying to fuck my throat. After an eternity, John let out a groan and I could feel him cumming inside me. He got up and Avery quickly ran behind me to take his spot. John walked over and punched me so hard that I actually passed out.

I woke up some time later and Avery was inside me. The pain was so intense. He had flipped me onto my back at some point and I was looking directly up at him while he fucked me. “There he is. Glad you could make it,” he said with that grin of his. The grin never faded from that point. It was burned into my memory. Each thrust just made him grin wider down at me and he occasionally would slap me too. I had gone completely silent and was just accepting it. He loved it. He loved seeing me broken. “I’ve wanted to break you since the first day, faggot. And I got to make you bleed for me too. That’s the true prize”. I looked down and sure enough there was a little bit of blood from how hard and big Avery was fucking me.

Avery took his shirt off and saw me look over his body. He was pretty slim, and slightly hairy with a happy trail going down to his cock. He definitely noticed me looking at his body. He blew me a kiss and winked at me, while he continued to stretch my ass with his massive cock. I tried to look past Avery and look to the sky, but Avery made sure that all I could see was his face. His stupidly handsome, grinning face. After what felt like another hour, Avery’s face started to turn into one of orgasm and he grunted and groaned as he came inside me. He stayed inside me for a couple minutes with his hands around my throat, then he pulled out of me and quickly reached over and started fucking me with an empty beer bottle.

“Tell me you liked every second of it,” he said. His voice sounded like he was going to truly make me a hundred times more miserable if I didn’t, so I quickly stammered out a “I l-loved your cock”. He stopped fucking me with the bottle and grinned. “That’s a good faggot”

He got up and looked over behind him. “You want a turn, man? Must’ve been hard watching us fuck him for 3 hours without stepping in.”

That’s when I realized Derrek was still there, and John had long gone. Derrek got up and slowly walked over to me. Avery walked out into the woods, back to the cabin. It was just Derrek and I. We stared at each other for a moment and tears started to pour down my face and blur my view. I saw the shape of Derrek walking up to me. I reached up a hand so he could help me up, but I felt his hand slap mine away and push me back onto the ground. As Derrek came inside to view I realized he was now shirtless. I never realized how fit Derrek was, but he was just slightly less muscular than John.

I made a noise of surprise but couldn’t speak a single word. Derrek knelt down in front of me, lifted my legs up on his shoulders, and slowly entered my ass. “Sorry man, we’d been planning this since the moment Avery told us. They made me pretend to be your friend to get your trust. And you ate that shit up. Honestly it was pretty pathetic.”

I was too stunned to speak the only noise were the crickets and the sound of Derrek grunting as he fucked me. “Honestly, I probably could’ve had you to myself, but Avery really wanted to make you his bitch. I can’t say I blame him, you’re sort of easy to break into”

Derrek was girthy, but he wasn't as big as Avery was. Derrek was also pretty handsome and muscular; he would actually be totally my type in any other context. Derrek seemed to see that I was enjoying him being inside me, and he smirked. He raised on of his arms and flexed his biceps for me while I watched him fuck me. "You love it, don't you faggot?"

Derek’s hands reached down and pinned me hard against the dirt. He started fucking me harder and harder. The pain from getting fucked for hours was too much and I started crying. “Yes please,” he said, “please cry for me you stupid fag.”

His hand reach up to my throat as I continued to sob. Eventually I passed out from all the pain and the choking. When I woke up, Derrek was mid orgasm. He got up quickly and kicked me in the stomach. “I do hope you’ll come back next year faggot,” he said as he walked back to the cabin. I laid there in the quiet night and pass out again