Camp Freedom

Chapter 1-Arrival

Louis was sitting on the bus, looking around at all the other kids. It was surprisingly quiet for a bus going to camp, but he supposed the nature of the camp didn't make for great small talk on the bus. He himself wasn't really embarrassed by it, but he figured many of the other boys were.

Harry was texting his older sister. He wasn't overly thrilled about going to camp, because he was sure he had pretty much the opposite issue of most of the other campers. However, he was excited to make new friends, and he had spotted a couple other guys on the bus who looked friendly. In particular, he noticed a short lad with messy hair who seemed really curious about the other people on the bus, and a kid with blond hair who was also looking around the bus.

Zayn was excited for camp. He didn't have a lot of friends, and he was pretty quiet usually, but he hoped he could befriend at least his cabin mates. Sitting on the bus, he tried to look bored, but he couldn't. He was too excited, even though he knew he was different than the others. Or perhaps because he was different. It was a bit awkward how he ended up here; he didn't particularly like to think about how his mom came to the conclusion that this would be good for him, or his part in that decision.

Liam was curled up into the corner of his seat by the window. He was terrified, and  uncomfortable as he had wet his pull-up on the ride, unable to hold it simply because he was so nervous. He didn't like people, and now he had to sleep in a small building with a bunch of them for a whole month! With no privacy, which sucked, because with his issues, he liked privacy. His mom had promised camp would be good and might help him, but he didn't believe her.

Niall was impatient to get to camp, as he wanted to break the ice and get to know the other lads, particularly the ones he would be staying with. He was absolutely unembarrassed about his bladder issues, and didn't even try to conceal the edge of his nappy sticking up above his sweats when his shirt rode up. He spent most of the time on the bus trying to see if he could tell if any of the other boys on the bus were wearing nappies too. He knew he couldn't be the only one, and thought maybe the shy looking boy across the aisle from him was wearing at least some form of protection, based on the way he kept looking down at his crotch.

Louis was glad when the bus finally pulled up to the camp. He had to pee, and he knew he wouldn't be able to wait a whole lot longer. Before he got a chance to find a toilet though, a man, who he assumed was the camp director, stood on a rock and called everyone's attention.

"Welcome to camp, everyone! My name is Paul and I am the director here! Now I'm sure you all know that this is a very unique camp, and so there are a number of important things to note before I let you get to your cabins..."

This is a bit scary for me to publish, as it is very different from my other story.Sorry if this is weird for you. If you don't think you will like it, please just don't read it. 

I probably won't update super regularly, and updates will vary in length from super short to quite long. So, pretty much, whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like.