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From: jimmy <jimmy@nowhereland>
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Date: Mon, 03 Nov 2008 18:30:22 -0800
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And now, Part 4: Caught!
Jason stood silently on the porch to his cabin, listening with bated
breath. He had left the cabin just after lights out, and had gone and
used
his cell phone to call his best bud, Ryan. After making plans to hang
out
on Jason's day off, he decided to return to the cabin to get a good
night's
rest--the first full day of camp had taken a lot out of him.
Aware that stomping through the cabin could wake up his sleeping
charges,
he had been creeping quietly up the steps to the porch when he heard
gasping and the distinct flesh-on-flesh sound every teenage guy knows
so
well. "Holy shit," thought Jason. "Someone's beatin' it!" No sooner
had
he thought this when the sounds abated, and he heard Ben (he
thought--it
was tough to tell in the dark) say "Dude, that was amazing! Did it
feel as
good as it sounded?"
"Wait a minute--was it more than one camper jacking?" wondered Jason
silently. He stood still, not wanting to deter the conversation
taking
place in the cabin, all the while wishing he could join in. Jason had
been
involved in a few circle jerks in his six years of masturbating, and
knew
how much fun they could be. His mind was wandering to the first time
he
and Ryan had jerked off together when his attention was drawn back to
the
conversation at hand when he heard his name spoken.
"I suppose I should clean up before Jason gets back." Jason heard
one of
his charges say.
"Yeah, it'd suck to have him come in and not be able to clean up."
"Do you think Jason jacks it?" Jason heard, he thought, from Ben. At
this,
he decided it was, perhaps, time to make his presence known.
"He has his own room! I bet he does it every night."
"Well, maybe not every night" came Jason's deep voice from the door of
the
cabin. As he expected, his statement caused mild panic from his boys.
"Oh, shit!" exclaimed Ben, as he flung the top of his sleeping bag
over his
exposed body, dropping the washcloth he was about to use to wipe up
his
watery cum.
"What the...?...damn!" Jason heard clearly from Will, as he, too,
struggled
to abruptly cover up the evidence of his earlier activity. He'd
already
wiped up, but was laying on top of his sleeping bag with his fading
erection poking out the fly of his boxers. He scrambled to get back
into
his sleeping bag.
"Chill out, guys" Jason stated quietly as he entered the cabin,
closing the
door gently behind him. He didn't want to wake the boys who were
actually
asleep. He walked to a spot about midway between the two boy's bunks,
and
whispered "why don't you guys come into my room for a minute so we can
talk."
Will and Ben, faced with little choice, climbed out of their bunks and
into
the counselor's quarters. Ben was self-conscious about the fact that
he
still had semen on his belly, which became glaringly obvious as Jason
turned on his desklamp and closed the door.
"Here, use these," Jason said while throwing a box of Kleenex over to
Ben. His face so crimson is almost glowed, Ben finally was able to
wipe up
the mess he made earlier. As he did so, Will gave a nervous giggle.
"Take a seat guys, and don't worry, you're not in trouble."
At these words, Ben and Will visibly relaxed, much to Jason's
pleasure.
The last thing he wanted was for the guys to feel guilty about what
they'd
done. They all found a seat.
"Listen, I know what you guys were doing. I know it's just about
impossible to go 2 weeks without rubbing one out--I tried the summer I
turned 14, and had about as much success as you. I think I made it to
night three, though!" Jason said with a grin. "I don't want you guys
to
feel bad about doing it together, either. Doin' it with a bud can
make it
more fun!"
"But we weren't doing it `together'," objected Ben. "Just at the same
time."
Will, however, looked thoughtful at Jason's statement, and felt blood
begin
to rush back into his penis as he considered jacking off with Ben--not
just
at the same time, but actually together.
"Well, whatever. I don't really care. Just don't let the others
catch
you; they may not understand. If either of you need to talk about
anything, you know my door is always open. Otherwise...it's getting
late,
and we have a busy day tomorrow. Get some sleep, guys!"
With that, Jason dismissed Will and Ben back to the cabin. As he
undressed
for bed, he began to reminisce again about the first time he had
jerked off
with his friend Ryan. He began to get stiff, remembering how Ryan's
urgent
5 inches had pulsed in his hand. Turning off his lamp, slipping into
bed,
he heard quiet conversation from the main part of the cabin, but
ignored it
as the slid his boxers down in moderately hairy legs, and let free his
now
throbbing 7 inches. Thinking back to how Ryan had squirmed on his
bed, how
he gasped and sighed as Jason had stroked him, Jason began to stroke
himself in familiar rhythm: four quick strokes near his mushroom head,
and
one long stroke all the way down his thick shaft, sending a blast of
stimulation down his whole dick. His left hand began to rub his
hairless
chest, as he tweaked first one, nipple, then the other, as Ryan had
first
done to him. With every stroke, Jason felt his balls pull closer to
his
body readying for the inevitable release. He hadn't cum since Sunday
night, and his two-day load was boiling toward ejaculation.
His eyes pressed firmly shut, the image in his mind abruptly shifted,
from
the memory of the fateful sleepover with Ryan, to imagining Ben and
Will in
bed together, stroking. He pictured the tents from their erections
this
morning, and thought about the gasping he head heard just a short
while
ago. As his mind formed an image of lanky Will spewing his semen,
Jason's
own load burst forth, firing a volley of semen up his muscular chest,
splattering across his forearm and flat stomach. Stroking through his
potent orgasm, Jason tried to control his gasping, hoping it wouldn't
be
audible to the boys so recently doing the same. As wave after wave of
orgasm overtook him, spurt after spurt of his cum flowed out of his
cock,
coating him in thick jizz.
As his heart rate began to slow, and his breathing return to normal,
Jason
though he again heard gasping coming from the other room. Using the
same
box of Kleenex he had tossed to Ben earlier, Jason wiped the cum off
his
body, and began to wonder who, now was taking care of themselves in
the
area beyond his wall. Tiptoeing to his door, his semi-erect cock
still
exposed, Jason eased the door of his room stealthily open, and was
shocked
when he heard and gasp and a voice say
"A little faster, yeah...you're great at this."
That's it for part 4, part 5 will be on the way within the week.
Thanks
for your patience, hope you enjoy!
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