“Ok boys, in the water and on your mark.”
Five naked boys of various heights and hair colors, ranging in age from
18 to 21 dove off the pier and into the brown lake for the swimming match.
Their bodies varied in shade from red to brown from two weeks of camping
without clothes, two weeks totally bare out of doors. They had been laughing
and punching and wrestling while waiting for the whistle to blow for the
start. Now, in the water, they were quiet and intent, each thinking only of
winning this last important race. Their heads bobbed in the water.
“On your mark…”. Each stood back flat against the pier.
“Set..” They put out their arms.
“Go!” They all lurched out of the water and dove forward, their arms
and legs flapping with all the strength and energy their hard bodies could
muster. Their heads turned side to side and their compact little asses bobbed
up and down out of the water as they energetically swam the distance, kicked
off the wall twenty five yards away, and headed back the way they came. It was
a close race, but a darkly tanned Cuban boy named Luiz touched the rope in
his lane barely a second before the one favored to win, Steve, a tall, blonde,
muscular boy (and at 21, the oldest of the five). Third place was tied between
Will, the small, wiry, red head; and brown haired JR, the hairiest and
toughest of the bunch. (He had probably been hampered by his poor eye sight
since he had to wear glasses. It was well known that Will and Steve were
boyfriends and it was assumed that THEY would tie.) In fifth came Rick, the
most popular boy at camp. Rick was the smallest and youngest, but he had a
compact muscular body and an extremely sweet little dick nestled in a cute,
brown bush. Everyone agreed he had the best tasting gism.
