Welcome To Straight Camp

"Harry get your arse out of bed!" Gemma yelled as she barged into his room. Sixteen year old Harry had his head buried under his pillows, his naked bum exposed as the blankets were only covering his top half. He groaned, still being half asleep and not wanting to wake up yet. He chuckled when he heard his sister squeal at the sight of his naked body.

"Harry!" She scoffed before slamming the door and walking back down the hallway to her own room, it wasn't her fault that her mum was making her wake him up for school. Harry was in tenth grade, and his sister Gemma was in in her first year of college on the same campus as his school.

Eventually he rolled over, grabbing his manhood and nursing it with his hands, the night before Harry had lost his virginity, and it had hurt just a little, he examined the teeth marks that still lay upon his tip, he didn't mind those - his boyfriend Luke had already blown him many times before so that wasn't new, it was the ache he had in his arse that he wasn't so used to.

He climbed out of bed and walked into his bathroom, he turned himself around to check out the damage, but to his surprise there was no visible evidence to reveal that he had ever had anything up in there.

He sighed as he jumped into the shower, hoping the water would sooth his ache, and it did for a while, he almost cried when he knew he had to get out, Gemma had pounded on his bedroom door again and this time he knew she meant business.

He wished he could talk to his sister about things like sex, but she had no idea he was gay, no idea that he was seeing anyone and no idea that he was sexually active. There was no way he could tell her the truth, he had no idea what her views on homosexuals were but he didn't exactly plan on finding out any time soon either.

When he was dressed and ready to leave, his sister was already in her car waiting for him, he didn't have time to grab breakfast he just had to run straight into the car and hope she wouldn't yell too loudly.

"Now you decide school is worthy of your presence" She teased, starting the car before he could even close the door properly. She had always been an impatient person and Harry knew this fact, so really he shouldn't have been so surprised by her actions.

The drive to school only takes a few minutes, so when Gemma pulled up out front not too long afterwards, Harry jumped straight out, yelling his goodbyes without looking back.

He wandered the school hallway, looking for Luke wanting to thank him for the night before, even though he was still hurting, he had to admit he did have an amazing time. Luke was waiting for him at his locker with a smile on his face.

He couldn't help but snuggle right into his arms, and nuzzle into his neck. They both ignored the rude comments as their lips met. Harry took his boyfriend's lower lip between his, kissing him gently, yet with enough passion to say 'I'm glad to see you' and 'I missed you'

"So, last night was..." Luke started off, causing Harry to blush. "Amazing" He finished, and Harry nodded in agreement, he resisted the urge to use his finger to soothe the ache as the bell sounded, signalling them to go to class.

Luke leaned over to peck his lips a couple of times. "I will see you after lunch" He promised, as afternoons were the only times when they shared any classes. Harry nodded, kissing him once more before heading off to his first class awkwardly.

The day droned on as always, because Gemma had classes that went after school hours, it was always Harry's job to find his own way home, either walking, getting a lift or catching a bus. These were the times when he and Luke got to spend alone time together, his mum was at work and his sister was in class it was perfect in so many ways.

The boys were snogging on top of Harry's bed when Luke asked him a question. "You know how it was your first time and everything?" Harry nodded so he continued. "...and how you are still really tight, well I know after my first time, it still hurt for days afterwards, so babe do you want a massage?" He asked finally, Harry thought about it for a moment, he really did want one, he needed the soothing, but what if his family came home? It was easier to jump apart when they still had clothes on, that way they could pretend to be just hanging out as friends, but if he was naked? It would be tricky.

He gave in though, telling Luke he would love that, Luke kissed his lips once more before helping him out of his school trousers, and laying in down on the bed stomach down.

He spread Harry's legs gently, using the pad of his thumb to massage his entrance gently, wanting him to feel better, after all it was him who made him sore in the first place. Harry laid there, letting Luke take over, he closed his eyes for a minute or two, just letting the sensation calm him.

He had the biggest fright when Gemma burst in, causing Luke to jump back in embarrassment. Her lip quivered as she tried to make sense of the sight, her brother just had another boy's finger in his bum, what the hell was going on? She asked herself.

Harry sat up. "Oh Gem, please don't tell mum." He pleaded, but she shook her head and ran out of the room. Luke tried to comfort him. "Harry, I'm so sorry." He said with a soft voice, trying to pull him in for a hug. After a fighting the embrace for a while, Harry finally gave in, letting Luke cuddle and kiss him for a while, he wanted to cry but the tears just wouldn't fall. It was awful, he knew Gemma would tell him mum, and he was scared of how she would deal with it.

Gemma came back into the room half an hour later, and thankfully Harry was dressed this time. She had calmed herself down and was ready to talk. "I think you should go home now Luke." She told him, and Luke agreed, he kissed Harry sweetly before showing himself out.

"Why didn't you tell me you were gay?" She asked once they were alone. Harry didn't know the answer, he thought he just didn't know how to.

"I didn't want you to hate me." He sighed, she nodded, as if taking in the information. He watched her face change, he couldn't read her expression either.

"I am your sister you twit! I can't hate you!" She told him, pulling him in for a hug. "Just really awkward walking in on you guys like that."

He understood what she was saying and soon apologized, they talked it through like adults, until Anne came home. Harry had thought everything was fine until he found out that as soon as Gemma freaked out earlier, she had called their mother and told her all about it.

"Harry, I had a talk to one of the therapists at work, and she suggested that you go to camp this summer." Harry frowned, he was confused, what had summer camp got to do with him being gay? Why was his mother talking to him like he was a three year old? It wasn't until she handed him the brochures, did he understand.

His Mum was sending him off to Straight camp.

This was the worst news he had ever heard.