It was another beautiful night at Greenville Farms Summer Camp and I was taking my nightly walk under the stars. I loved the night, it was a time I could be all by myself with my own thoughts. No kids to wrangle and no fellow camp counselors to try and impress. I was a nerdy-in-an-uncool-way engineering student; frumpy and with no skill or care in fashion. Always desperate to fit in with the girl counselors but it never happens. At 20 I'm now older than most counselors but even they don't respect me. I guess I just give off the most off-putting 'weird girl' vibes.
Oh well. My friends have always been fellow nerd-type guys. At Greenville camp I had a tight nit group of friends. Four boys I had spent goofing around with for many summers even before we were counselors. Two red-headed twins and fellow STEM majors Tom and Harry. A pale and skinny kid who was an anime lover and generally very anxious and quiet, we called him by his last name Rogers. And the leader of our group was a sharp, quick-witted, and confident guy who went by the nickname Stitches. And then there was me, Maggie.
That was our group. Walking through the campgrounds I was thinking how I was going to miss them. The summer was coming to a close and it had been a particularly fun year. I reminisced about building stupid contraptions in legos with the twins. And for a short time we geeked out on engineering the perfect potato cannon. One night we set it up next to the lake and launched potatoes as high into the air as we could and watch them plummet into the lake. This thing was so powerful it created a surprising amount of noise we had hoped would be absorbed by the trees. But soon enough Stephanie, a camp counselor and stuck-up cunt, put a stop to our fun.
On my walk I arrived at the lake where me and the guys had had so much fun. I climbed the tree and thought about the time me and rogers had hung out in this tree and talked about the anime series we loved and the new ones we had discovered this summer. I thought about the first real heart-to-heart conversation I had had with any of the boys was with Rogers. Us commiserating over never having been in a relationship. He had never kissed anyone and I had only ever kissed my senior prom date. It was with Rogers that, in a surprise to me, I had formed the tightest bond with this summer.
I lay in the tree with my eyes closed thinking of all this and listening to the trees rustle and the cicadas chirps around me when I heard a noise. My eyes jerked open I heard the unmistakable sound of the twins wooping, coming my way. I sat up and wondered what my friends were doing out here. I checked my phone and didn't see any messages. I was hurt. I always assumed they did some things without me since the boys cabins were on the other side of the camp but this was the first time I had evidence of this.
The raucous of my friends drew closer, they were heading toward the lake which the tree I was in sat directly next to the dock. I sat there wondering what should I do, jump out and scare them as a joke or sneak away with my hurt feelings of not being invited?
Before I could come to a conclusion a naked ass streaked by the dock shortly being illuminated by the sole lamp post next to it. I had to quickly cover my mouth or I would burst into laughter. Flowing brown hair, muscular and tanned body, with a pale white and shapely butt. It was Stitches, completely naked. My hurt feelings dissolved into giddy amusement. They had come out here to skinny dip, no girls allowed. So stupid
"Let's go!" shouted Stitches
Next came the pale white butts of the twins, running past so fast I really only saw a blur of white and red. Next slowly sauntering to the end of the dock was rogers. He had his arms down in front of him, presumably covering his penis. His skinny, somewhat soft, and unmuscular body swayed right to left as he considered jumping into the lake. His cute, round butt shifted it's plumpness from left to right as he walked. I admired the crack of his behind splitting the two white cheeks.
"Rogers you pussy get in!" Stitches cajoled him.
He hopped in.
I was loving this. This would be excellent material to joke them about. Or maybe I would just keep it my little secret, I didn't want to embarrass Rogers who was somewhat sensitive and could take it the wrong way. I looked at my phone, it was late and I needed to go to bed. I would consider all this later but now I needed to go. I figured if I made my way to the opposite side of the tree the trunk would provide cover from their eyesight and they hopefully wouldn't see me scurry away.
