(This is the back story to Summer Camp Lessons: Part One. It is a tale of how Kenny first got into trouble at camp.)
Kenny always felt different than the other boys, always felt there was a part of him, a big part of him, that made him special.
He noticed this development when he was barely in high school, noticed that his body had taken on a different form than the boys he was friends with.
He was afraid to shower with the boys at school, afraid to even go into the locker room because of his special endowment.
Little did he know, however, that his step mother, and even his step sister, had also noticed how different he was by the time he was 18.
His step mom and step sister had the habit of bossing young Kenny around.
He and his father had moved in with the two women after the marriage, and the two ladies often acted as though Kenny was still just a guest and that he should be glad just to have a roof over his head and listen to everything they told him.
His privacy was often invaded. His sister and her friends barged in on him sometimes while he was showering and then would say they didn't know he was in there.
The mother, of course, always took the side of the sister.
It was one summer day when Kenny was preparing to go to summer band camp when his step mom walked in on him while he was packing.
There was an awkward silence at first, then an awkward conversation.
"Packing underwear there kiddo?" asked Lisa, the pretty brunette Kenny's dad had married a year earlier.
"Um, yeah, plenty of that," said Kenny, noticing his step mom was wearing an enticing outfit composed of a short sun dress and sandals.
"Wearing boxer shorts yet?" asked Lisa, crossing her legs while plopping her beautiful butt down on Kenny's bed.
"No, you know, I just kind of like briefs better," said Kenny.
There was a moment of quiet.
"Just thought you might want more room down there, you know. I um, well...Kenny, I walked in on you when you were asleep in the tub the one day and I saw it," said Lisa.
Kenny's heart rate quickened. For some strange reason, he was beginning to get an erection. He enjoyed the idea of his step mom not only seeing him naked, but making reference to it.
"Saw what?" Kenny asked, even though he had an idea of what she was referring to.
She smiled.
"Kenny, sit down," she asked nicely.
He obliged.
"Well, you're 18 now and um...a big boy. A much bigger boy than average," she said.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"You have a really large, well, you know...," she said.
She waited for Kenny to finish the sentence for her, waited and waited. He still felt awkward talking about this and didn't want to overstep his bounds. He waited for her to spell it out.
"Your pecker sweetie," she said.
"Mom!," said Kenny, embarrassed to be talking about such a thing with a woman twice his age, even though she was the hottest woman he knew, and, this may have been the most erotic moment of his young life thus far.
"Frankly honey, you're hung like a horse," she said calmly.
Alright, that was enough, Kenny thought to himself. 'This woman is going to make me come in my jeans if she keeps talking like this!' he pondered.
She again smiled at him, crossing her legs again, possibly to arouse him and make him feel that much more uncomfortable.
It was funny. Inside, he wanted so badly to yank down his trousers and show her his monstrous tool. But again, so awkward and unexpected was this situation. Just moments earlier, Kenny was packing up some video games for his trip to camp, having no idea he was about to have his step mom talk to him about his penis!
"What are you guys talking about?" asked Kenny's 18-year-old sister, rudely barging in. The hot brunette was curious.
"We're talking about his...well...you know," said the caring mom, motioning her eyes down toward Kenny's crotch.
The muscular, handsome boy never felt so weird around two females.
"Oooohhhh," said his sister, like she knew what the older woman was referring to. The younger sibling swung her arm from side to side between her legs, swinging it like a pendulum. She was imitating Kenny's penis while seeing him naked a few weeks earlier. The mother giggled and covered her face.
"What? You've seen it to?" asked Kenny, a bit angered that his hot step sister had seen him in the buff but he never got to see her naked.
The females looked at each other with smirks.
"Honey, how could we not see it?" asked Lisa.
"Yeah really, like the time he wore that tight bathing suit and you could see it going down his leg," said the step sister.
Kenny's face glowed with embarrassment. The women were amused.
"This isn't fair. It's not like I would walk in on you two when you were in the tub," said Kenny.
"Ah, poor baby," said the 18-year-old Dina, wearing just shorts and a tight top. Her nipples and large breasts poked against her bra.
"Stop talking about this," Kenny said.
Both women now sat down on the bed.
"Seriously, hon, you should switch to boxers. More room for you," she went on.
"Yeah, more room for your humongous dick," said Dina.
"Dina, enough now," the mom replied.
The two women would soon go off to attend to other things.
Kenny actually wanted to show off his tool to the two of them, maybe even walk around naked all the time now for their amusement and enjoyment.
He had once snooped around his step-mom's closet, finding PILES upon PILES of Playgirls and other magazines featuring pictures of nude men. He knew she enjoyed male nudity to a great extent, and that turned him on. He also read through a couple female supremacy books that she had in her closet. Some of it was complex, but he enjoyed the parts where one woman actually offered that males should be made to remain nude while in the household.
Young Kenny thought of asking his step mom to enforce this rule with him.
But that would have to wait until he returned from camp.
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Kenny, for some reason, had began to enjoy being under the command of females, and he liked the idea that his sexy step sister had actually seen him naked and had checked out his bod.
He didn't have the guts to get naked in front of her on purpose, however, but maybe this boring summer at band camp would provide some opportunities.
Maybe there would be some females at this camp just as hot as young Dina.
Kenny slept through the train ride to the campus of the university where the camp was being held. He would stay in a cabin-like apartment like all of the other students.
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While the special boy slept during one afternoon, a group of 18-and 19-year-old girls chatted and gossiped and smacked each other with pillows in a noise-filled cabin across the lake.
There was Cheryl, an innocent, sweet Catholic-school girl not used to being in a lot of social situations. Her looks were tremendous however, her blonde hair and tan legs always attracting looks from boys.
One of the other girls present was Rebecca, an outgoing, wild girl with sexy blonde hair, blue eyes and a penchant for getting into trouble.
Kristina was also outspoken, a brown-haired goddess who wore as little clothing as possible.
The conversation changed gears.
"Oh my God, the other day when we went swimming - that guy Christian that you like Rebecca, his bathing suit was so tight you could almost see his package," Kristina said.
"His package?" asked Cheryl.
The girls all looked at each other.
"Cheryl, don't even tell me you don't know what that is," said Kristina.
Poor Cheryl stared down at the bed with a red face.
"You know...dick, um, cock. Prick? Peter?" asked Kristina.
"Schlong?" chimed in Rebecca.
The girls laughed. Cheryl was clueless.
"Look I go to a private school where there isn't any boys okay," Cheryl went on, on the brink of tears. "God you guys act like I'm a freak or something."
"You're not a freak," said Tina, just arriving and chiming in on the conversation. "It's just us girls talk about these things all the time."
"You mean...dicks?" asked Cheryl.
"Well, yeah," Tina said. "You know, handjobs, even blowjobs. Don't you have a boyfriend back home?"
Cheryl shrugged no. The girls felt sorry for her.
Not wanting her to feel left out, the more experienced females led Cheryl to the bedroom of the cabin, and out of the closet Kristina pulled a small stack of dirty magazines.
"My sister's," she said. "I just brought them for us to laugh at."
They paged through the magazines, all of which contained candid, naked pictures of men, some of them very well-hung.
"For some reason black guys have bigger dicks than white guys," Rebecca said, handing one of the magazines to Cheryl to show her.
"Really? Why do black guys have bigger dicks?" asked the girl.
"Don't know. Just do. Look at this one," said Rebecca.
Cheryl's eyes widened as the magazine was put in front of her face. It was a picture of a naked, well-hung black male with an erection.
The innocent girl's face flushed.
"We shouldn't be looking at this," she said, although still staring.
"Oh come on, it's funny," said Kristina. "My sister gave me these for laughs. Wait, wait, look at this one."
Another picture, of a man bigger than the other, was shown to Cheryl.
"Jeez. They come in different sizes?" she asked.
The girls laughed.
"God are you clueless. Of course they do. Black men tend to be more hung than white guys," said Kristina, acting as if she spoke from experience but she really did not. She pretended to know more.
"Hung?" asked Cheryl. "What does that mean."
"It means how big a guy's package is," Rebecca said.
The girls went on chatting, and finally they made an oath.
"Alright, guys, seriously, by the end of the summer we have to make sure that Cheryl here sees a dick, in the flesh," said Kristina.
The girls doubted they could pull off such a thing, but Kristina persisted.
"Just leave it to me," she said. "This Friday we're having a party here and the guys are coming. Just leave the rest to me."
They got changed into their bathing suits and headed to the lake.
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