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From: jimmy <jimmy@nowhereland>
Newsgroups: alt.binaries.chakotay
Subject: Camp Youngwood
Date: Mon, 03 Nov 2008 18:28:27 -0800
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Part 1: Good Morning!
As the wake-up bell rang, 13 year old William stirred. He was
momentarily
disoriented; why were there so many people in his bedroom? Then he
remembered: it was his first morning at Camp Youngwood!
Camp Youngwood for Boys was situated in a semi-isolated region of
upper New
York, almost to the Canadian border. For nearly 75 years, it had
played a
role in the development of boys aged 8-15. Boys were organized into
cabins
by age level, with 1 adult (usually a boy in his late teens) assigned
as
the counselor. This was Will's second year.
As the cabin came to life around him, William became aware of
something
pressure of his body against mattress sent pleasant sensations
throughout
his lanky 5'6" frame; it was all he could do to not grind his boner
against
his bed to increase the feelings. If he was at home, he would have
rolled
over, gripped his throbbing shaft in his right hand, and had a nice
lazy
wake-up stroke. However, the presence of 7 other 13 year olds (not to
mention the counselor!) deterred him. He was soon to be faced with a
new
dilemma, though--getting out of bed without his morning wood being
discovered.
"Everybody up! Breakfast in 10 minutes! We're not gonna be late!"
bellowed
Jason, their 19 year old counselor as he emerged from his private room
at
the back of the cabin.
Some of the boys jumped right up and began to pull on the de facto
camp
uniform: t-shirt, shorts, and sneakers or sandals. Three boys,
however,
seemed hesitant to get out of bed: William, Ben, and Dan. Ben was the
shortest boy in the cabin, standing only 5'1", with a compact frame,
delicate features, and straight brown hair parted down the middle,
hanging
almost to his neck. Dan's close-cut blond hair sat atop a sturdy 5'4"
frame, his sparkling blue eyes accentuating a roundish face. Will was
the
skinniest boy in the cabin, with the muscles of his chest and abs
showing
some definition from his time spent swimming for his school team.
While
these boys were all relative strangers, they all had in common a
reason for
not getting out of bed: fear of embarrassment if their morning
stiffies
were seen. Each boy's contemplation of his situation, however, was
soon
interrupted by Jason.
"Ben! Will! Dan! Get going you three!" Jason yelled out. "I don't
care if
you're harder than Chinese algebra! We're all guys here. No need to
be
ashamed."
While the other 5 guys giggled, Will Dan and Ben blushed as they got
out of
their bunks. Trying not to be noticed, Will checked out the bulging
crotches of his cabin mates; he knew his own boner stood up from his
few
wiry brown pubes at a nearly 60 degree angle, ensuring only a small
tent
would be visible in his boxers--but what about the other guys? He'd
never
seen another guy's hard-on before.
Ben, he noticed, was wearing boxer-briefs. These seemed to highlight
his
nearly 5 inch erection, which seemed inordinately large on his small
frame.
But while puberty had yet to make Ben taller or hairier, it had
spurred
growth in his groin. Now, his boner was making a noticeable tent as
he
stood up and looked for some shorts in his trunk.
being
too apparent in his boxers. His success at this, however, was minimal
as
Will and the other boys took notice of his state of arousal.
Will noticed that in the course of satisfying his curiosity, his own
erection was firmer than ever, and he thought he felt a little liquid
emerge onto his dickhead. Was he becoming more aroused by the sight
of his
cabin mates' bulges? What did this mean? He tried to put these
questions
out of his head, however, as he pulled on clothes and left with the
rest of
the cabin for breakfast.
Part 2: Good Night!
The rest of the first day of camp went normally for Will and his
cabinmates. Morning meant cabin clean up and cabin activity;
afternoon
meant skills classes and freetime. Throughout the day, Will's mind
would
wander back to the sights of the morning, and he would find his groin
tightening in response. As bedtime approached, he found himself
wondering
when he would be able to get a few minutes alone to relieve the
building
pressure. At home, he jacked off 2 or 3 times a day. It had now been
nearly 42 hours since he last let loose a load, and he knew he
wouldn't be
able to hold out for 2 weeks. "I'll have to find some time to get
away
from my friends and go to the washhouse for 10 minutes," he thought.
But that privacy wasn't going to happen this night. Following the
all-camp
game of capture the flag, all the campers headed back to their cabins
to
get ready for bed. The campers all crowded into the washhouse to
brush
their teeth, wash their faces, and go to the bathroom. Once back in
the
cabin, Jason led the cabin in the pre-bed chat, encouraging the
campers to
share their high points from their first day at camp.
When that was done, Jason said to his guys "Alright! I'm headed out
for a
couple of hours. There are 2 counselors on duty in the village if you
need
anything. They'll be checking to make sure you've gone to bed, so
keep the
noise down!" With that, he left the boys alone without supervision
for the
first time since their arrival 36 hours before.
For about 15 minutes, there was light, whispered conversation as the
boys
enjoyed their liberty. One by one, the exhausted 13 year olds drifted
off
to sleep, until only 2 boys remained awake.
Will always took a long time to fall asleep, and this night was no
different. He focused on his breathing, trying to calm his racing
mind.
He couldn't get the image of Ben and Dan's distended underwear out of
his
head; he couldn't stop wondering what lay beneath the thin cloth. His
own
erection throbbed, and his balls had begun to get a dull ache. It was
all
he could do to not pull it out and pound away on it. But the fear of
discovery deterred him, and he tried to focus on other things to fall
asleep. And he nearly succeeded.
Will's eyelids were beginning to droop when he became aware of a new
sound
in the cabin. At first it was faint and hard to identify. As he
listened
more closely, however, he noticed the sound had a rhythm to it: a
faint
sound of flesh on flesh. Continuing to listen carefully, Will began
to
realize what he was hearing--one of his cabin mates was jacking off!
This
realization woke Will up completely, and his penis stiffened again in
his
boxers. "I wonder who it is?" he thought. "He must be pretty horny
to do
it where he might get caught." Will began to look around the cabin,
trying
to see who was doing it. A small gasp from the bunk across from his
drew
his attention. This seemed to be where the stroking sounds were
coming
from, as well. "It's Ben!" he realized.
Another gentle gasp from Ben was all it took to spur Will into action.
He
quietly slid out of his sleeping bag, and slid his hand under the
waistband
of his boxers. He grasped his stiff boyhood firmly with his right
hand,
and it was all he could do to not moan aloud at the sensation. Will
noticed, meanwhile, that Ben's breathing was becoming faster, and
there was
now a slick sound to Ben's stroking. "He must leak that stuff that
comes
out first, too," Will realized. Will couldn't believe how horny
listening
to Ben was making him feel, and as he began to stroke his young cock
in the
way he knew and loved, he was straining his ears to catch every detail
he
could of Ben's solo sex. Will was stroking for about 3 minutes, his
own
young cock leaking pre-cum now, his long fingers swirling around the
sensitive glans, when he heard a sharp intake of breath from Ben,
followed
by a couple of soft moans, and finally a long, relaxed sigh. Will
knew Ben
had just cum, and this realization pushed him over the edge. Hot jizz
began to spurt from the tip of his dick, one, two, three times,
covering
his belly, hand, and boxers with his slick semen. Will couldn't
contain
him self, and, not caring if Ben heard him, gasped with every spasm of
his
strong orgasm. Sighing deeply, more cum lazily oozed out of the tip
of his
dick, and Will lay there caressing his softening penis, milking out
the
last of his boy juice. Lost in his post-orgasmic glow, Will was
shocked
when he heard..
"Dude, that was amazing! Did it feel as good as it sounded?"
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