About eight years ago I attended my last summer camp. Thereafter, I found a job or two for the summers. That final year my friend, Millie and I met Tommy and Nan, a brother and sister at camp and we sort of hung out together to some point, at least enough to make disparaging remarks about the counselors and get laughs out of it. I have good looks and a good body and along with that, a brain. Millie has the looks but is not the sharpest pencil in the schoolbag, bless her soul. My parents are both retired Marine Corps officers. Dad made it up to bird colonel then retired and mom followed him a year later with the field rank of major. All to say, an acorn not dropped far from the tree, I'm not into taking much crap from immature, asshole boys, which Tommy was.

Tommy was tall, naturally muscular and had a square jaw, broad, muscular shoulders. etc. His sister, Nan, had an obvious crush on him and raved about him to us when he was not around. Millie sucked it all up. I quickly grew tired of it. One Saturday, Tommy brought in some hard liquor and mixed it into some punch and served it to us. I had half a glass and tossed the rest. Millie guzzled it all up. Then, Tommy got it into his head to show us all the sex lessons he had taught his little sister, Nan. The two of them put on a half-drunk sex show for us. It did turn me on, quietly, but I felt strange about the fact that they were blood related.

Millie and I expected Tommy to be endowed and he was. He also loved showing it to us and moving it around with his muscles, like a puppet, was his thing as well. Millie did not take long or much coaxing to jump in and start sucking Tommy's cock. Nan looked and and joined them so both were sucking off Tommy, much to his arrogant delight.
AS he got sucked off, he pointed to me then to his hard tool as if to say, "There's plenty for you here, girl."

I gave him a thumbs down signal and he pulled away from the girls and taking a hold of Millie's shapely hips, bent her down and started banging her doggy-style, objectifying her and expanding the negative mood I was already feeling. He was actually staring angrily at me while he fucked Millie. Pushing Millie aside, he said, "C'm here and we can have some fun, just the two of us." I said, "Yeah, I would not hold my breath for that, kid. After that night, Tommy became my primary bag carrier, and delivered a non-stop begging line of shit, using all manner of child psychology to try to get his big cock into me.

The summer sun started going low in the western sky and my final camp ended. Another dip-shit I had crossed paths with began to fade in my memory and cute, sexy, bubble butt Millie, who was sometimes my lover, knowing that we both also liked men, never mentioned him as well.