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First Time Gay Sex (Reader x Liam) at College Camp [Part 1]

It was a pleasant, summer afternoon. There were no clouds in sight and the water sparkled under the rays of the hot Australian sun. My friends and I sauntered along, the sand sticking to our wet feet. Seagulls cried out all around us, and to our left the waves broke against the sand with the gentle rumbling sound of the ocean. To our right were lush green mountains. We were on our way back to our camp, which had been set up next to a block of facilities like bathrooms and such.
We were on a college camp, at the beach. Our whole class was there, thirty-three students, boys and girls. Most of the boys wore board shorts, with or without a rash shirt. The girls all wore bikinis or rash shirts.
We were all around 18-19, so there was a little bit of mischief going on. Many boys walked quite close to another girl, some even putting an arm around them. They were taking advantage of the fact that the supervisor was walking at the front of the group, only giving a sparse glance around every so often. I myself was walking with a small group of 3 boys and 3 girls. It was me (Michael), Liam, Elijah, Ben, Amelia, Isabella and Emma.
We didn’t say much, just walked in companionable silence, tired from a few hours of swimming and a week of different activities. Eventually, once we had arrived at the camp and the tents, the teacher turned around and stopped us.
“Ok everyone, remember, boys aren’t allowed in the girls' tents, and girls aren’t allowed in the boys' tents.” There was a ripple of muted laughter, “You can mix as much as you want in the open, when I can see you. Don’t do anything you might regret, you are all responsible and old enough now. Now go and have some down time.” He checked his watch. “There's another hour or so until night and it's getting dark, so stay by the tents and ask my permission before going to the bathroom block.”
With that out of the way, he made his way to the teachers tent, where he promptly entered and stayed. A bubble of conversation went around the class, and the different groups chose spots to sit and chat before we were told to go to our tents. My group sat down a small distance from the tent assigned to me and Liam.
Elijah absentmindedly scratched the back of his head, sending particles of sand falling down his slightly sunburned back. He pursed his lips.
“Well going to the beach is fun and everything, but geez I hate sand.”
Amelia shrugged, “It’ll all wash off in the showers.”
Liam grinned. “It is a bit annoying, how it's all stuck in your creases isn't it?” He stood up ruffled his pants while he shook his leg. He was slim and athletic. Sand cascaded onto the floor, as well as over me. My friends snorted in laughter as I shook my head.
“Bro, please do that where I won’t be covered in sand,” I said.
He shrugged apologetically, “Sorry.”
Our conversation continued like this, punctuated by the odd bout of laughing or a lapse in the talking.
Eventually, as the sun was beginning to near the horizon, the teacher came out of his tent.
“Ok, everyone hit the showers, unless you want to get sand scattered through your sleeping bag. Remember, boys showers are to the right and girls are to the left.” Students started to move over to the shower block, carrying a change of clothes with them. The teacher went to move to his tent, then sighed and moved to the showers. He made his way to the front of the line of students and resolutely stood in front of the showers, directing the boys and girls to their sides.
I entered the shower block and stood behind the group of boys straggling into the showers (there were only 2 showers on each side). Liam stood behind me and sighed as the class seemed to make little progress in getting into the showers. We were at the back of the line, thus we were having the last of the shower.
Finally, Liam and I got into the shower. Most of the boys had washed and were headed back to the camp. There was only one boy still in there and he was almost done.
Liam went to the other shower and stripped down to his boxers. He went into the shower and I stood, waiting for the other boy to get out. Liam looked at me waiting, smiled and shook his head.
“Just get in with me Michael. You don’t want to be the last and walk back by yourself.”
I neglected to point out that he could just wait for me, and I swiftly stripped down to my boxers and stepped beside Liam. I had to stand close to him to make sure that I also got in the water. I started running my fingers through my hair, under my armpits, trying to dislodge the sand.
The other boy left, and it was just me and Liam in the showers.
“Ok boys, the girls are all finished, so once you're done, just head back to the tents. I’m leaving a torch here so you can find your way.” The teacher hadn’t come into the bathroom but had instead just called through the door. I was silently grateful. It would have been a bit awkward if he’d seen us both in the same shower now the other was free.
Another minute passed. Liam turned to me, a small smile playing around his lips.
“I hope you don’t mind if I take off my boxers. You know all the places sand can get. I thought it might be easier to remove it if I did. And it’s only you here.”
I shrugged, “Go ahead, I don’t mind.”
He turned away from me and took off his boxers, bending over to remove them from around his feet. I hurriedly turned away. After a few seconds I did the same, but as I bent over, from the corner of my eye I could see Liam didn’t turn away. I stood back up and then started to wash the sand off. Once I had finished, I went to step out of the shower, but I felt a hand on my shoulder. The touch sent a tingle through my spine, and I turned my head, not wanting to expose my dick to my friends' view.
Liam appeared to have no such qualms, and was standing where I could get a full view of him, completely naked.
I opened my mouth, “What -” I looked down at Liam’s dick. It wasn’t the biggest in the world, in fact it was probably slightly below average size, being 4 to five inches, compared to my own 6 inches. But what caught my attention wasn’t it’s size. It was rock hard, standing out straight from his waist. My mouth closed again and my eyes met Liam’s. He smiled at me, then stepped closer. He was a few inches shorter than me, and athletic in stature. His skin was a light olive color, his hair a corresponding shade of brown. As he stepped closer, I couldn’t help but examine his body. It was virtually hairless, and almost feminine.
He stepped closer again and his other hand was on my chest. He stepped forward once more and now I could feel his dick pressed up against my upper thigh. And then he inched his face forward and his lips met mine. I didn’t resist, and instead just stood there, speechless and shocked.
I could feel my own dick hardening, and my face flushed with embarrassment. I went to pull away, but Liam held me close for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, I couldn’t help it. I put an arm around him, and pulled him in close as well, my dick resting on his stomach. I opened my mouth, and allowed his tongue to dart through. Then he pulled away and knelt on the ground. Before I knew what was happening he had my cock in his mouth and was pressing it against the roof of his mouth while his tongue pressed it from underneath. I put a hand on his head, and I gently started to thrust in and out of his mouth. He gagged quietly whenever my dick hit the back of his throat, until he pulled it out and coughed, spitting onto the ground.
My cock still throbbing, I paused momentarily, unsure of what to do next. Then Liam looked up and smiled. He stood up and turned around.

The End of Part 1