PEDO/Daniel, a 17 year old counselor
From Create Your Own Story
You follow Chester into the rec room and have a seat with the other counselors. This is your first year as a counselor and you can't help but feel excited. You remember the two amazing weeks you spent here when you were ten -- long days spent swimming and hiking, learning archery and building bird houses. It really turned your life around. Your father abandoned you when you were three, and your mother died of an overdose when you were nine, leaving you with anger and trust issues.
All of that is behind you now, and you're looking forward to helping other troubled boys grow into responsible young men.
"Good to see so many of you again," Chester says. "And to the new faces, welcome. While the boys watch the film, I should explain to our newcomers how this 'camp' really works."
Three of the counselors snicker and nudge each other with their elbows.
Chester continues, "The film that they are watching is laced with subliminal messages. It places a 'reset button' of sorts in each boy's brain. At the end of the camp, we will show them a second film that will trip the reset button and they will forget everything that has happened to them, remembering instead the content of the films as if they had lived it themselves. This means we can do whatever we like to them."
He looks at you and the other new counselor. "We chose you because you greatly enjoyed your time here at PEDO Camp. You don't remember it now, but you will." He picks up a manila folder off the pool table and takes out two stacks of glossy, eight by ten photographs and hands one to each of you. As you flip through the photos, your mouth goes dry and you feel an itching at the back of your brain, like a long-forgotten memory trying to surface.
The pictures are all of you, with various boys and older counselors, even a few with you and Chester. In all of them, you're naked, engaging in various sex acts, sucking or licking or touching or fucking. For a minute, you can't breathe, then all of the memories come rushing back, leaving you dizzy. You look at the photos again, but this time, you remember doing each thing, and how good it felt. You look up at Chester and he smiles at you.
"Welcome back, Daniel," he says.
