Part 5: Helping Hands
"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!"
At those words from Jason, their counselor, Will and Ben rose and
walked
out to the main room of the cabin. Each boy was in a daze following
the
unexpected conversation with Jason, and was relieved he wasn't upset
with
them for masturbating.
"Dude, that was a little awkward," Ben whispered quietly once Jason's
door
was shut.
"Yeah," agreed Will. "But it could have been worse--Jason's pretty
cool.
I bet a lot of counselors wouldn't have talked to us like he just
did--they would probably freak out or something."
"I suppose. It was embarrassing to have to wipe up my stuff in front
of
him, though."
Will giggled. "Yeah, that was pretty funny. What do you think he
meant by
`doin' it with a bud can be more fun'? Do you think he's, like, done
it
with another dude?"
"I dunno," replied Ben. "He seems pretty straight to me--doesn't seem
like a..."
"Homo?"
"Yeah," Ben agreed. "There's this kid at my school who has, like,
come
out, but he's all girly."
"Well, I read once that something like 1 in 3 guys, like, experiments
with
other guys. But only like 1 in 10 is gay. Maybe Jason is like that"
Will
whispered back.
"One in three? So, like, 3 guys in this cabin will mess around with
another dude?"
"Something like that."
"Have you?" Ben asked.
"No!" was Will's shocked response. He was taken aback by Ben's blunt
question. While he hadn't done anything with anyone, he had been
thinking
about his cabinmate's morning wood all day. And he had been turned on
earlier, when he listened to Ben jack off. And there was no denying
his
boner had returned when Jason mentioned jacking with a bud earlier. He
began to wonder what it would be like to be with Ben,
"Have you, Ben?"
"I've never been with anyone," Ben replied.
Just as Ben was about to ask another question, he heard Will say
"Ssshh!
Listen!"
Straining to hear, Ben could just make out the rhythmic sound of
Jason's
masturbation. The flimsy dividing wall did little to contain the
gentle
squeaking of his bunk and the gasping noises he made. In the dim
light,
Ben could see Will smile. Will noticed that upon hearing Jason's
sounds,
Ben's underwear was once again tenting out, much like his own.
"Sounds like he's having fun," Ben whispered.
"Yeah...can I ask you something? And promise not to think I'm weird?"
"Sure."
"I can see you're getting boned up again...so am I. Want to try what
Jason
talked about?
Ben was silent for a moment, contemplating the question. His boner
throbbed, the thin material of his boxer briefs pulled tight across
his
dickhead, sending tingling sensations throughout his young body. He
had
never thought about doing something with another boy before, but there
was
no denying his current arousal. He was curious too: what would it
feel
like to have someone else jerk him off? What would someone else's
dick
feel like? And, he was afraid: would this make him gay? Was Will
testing
him? With a pit formed in his stomach, Ben opened his mouth unsure
what
was about to come out of it.
"I dunno..."
Will was relieved Ben didn't seem to be freaking out, and was even
more so
when Ben didn't say no outright. He still had to convince him,
though.
"It'll just be between us. We have to swear to never tell anyone.
Besides, aren't you curious what getting a handjob is like? I am."
Will's reassurance, combined with another horny throb of his nearly 5
inch
young cock, convinced him.
"Okay...but no one can ever find out."
"Cool! Let's do it on your bunk, since it's on bottom and we won't
make as
much noise," Will suggested.
"Who goes first?" Ben asked as the boys made their way quietly to
Ben's
bunk.
"Well, it was my idea, so why don't I do you first," Will replied.
"Okay." Ben was nervous and excited. For the first time, someone
else was
going to touch his erect dick and make him get off. He was shaking a
bit
as he lay down on the mattress.
hands
shook, as he looked at the tent in Ben's underwear. He couldn't wait
to
start playing with Ben's dick.
"Yeah..."
With that word, Will sat cross-legged on the bunk next to Ben, and
reached
his right hand out. He could feel the heat of Ben's skin as he moved
his
long, slender fingers to Ben's waistband, and tugged his underwear
down.
Ben's boner sprang youthfully up, eager for the attention it was about
to
receive. With Ben's dick exposed, Will gently wrapped his fingers
around
the slim shaft, and Ben let out a sharp gasp.
Ben couldn't believe how electric it felt when Will grabbed his penis.
He
struggled to contain his noise, but the sensation was sharper than he
had
imagined it would be--and Will hadn't even started stroking yet!
"It's big," Will commented as he began to move his hand up and down
Ben's
dick. He was amazed at how hot Ben's cock felt, how the skin felt so
soft,
yet so rigid. He felt Ben's sparse pubic hair against the bottom of
his
hand as he slowly downstroked, and noticed the width of his cockhead
as he
moved his hand back up.
"That feels so good, Will!" Ben was in bliss as Will gently stroked
his
eager cock. Will was using on Ben the technique he used on himself,
demonstrating how he liked to stroke. "A little faster, yeah...you're
great at this."
Will picked up the pace of his stroking. Knowing he was making his
friend
feel good was turning him on even more, and he couldn't wait to feel
Ben's
hand on his own dick.
He wouldn't have to wait long, as his quick stroking was bringing Ben
very
close to orgasm. Ben felt the waves of pleasure begin to build
throughout
his small frame, and knew it wouldn't be long before he blew his
second
load of the night.
"I'm almost there! Oh! Oh! Ahhhhhhhhh..."
Will felt Ben's dick jump in his hand just as Ben spoke. Speeding up
even
more, he felt the shaft thicken, especially the tube on the underside,
as
Ben's watery cum fired out of his slit. One, two, three, four strong
throbs, sending cum up Ben's stomach, and all down Will's hand and the
penis it held. Will was stunned at how much of the stuff there was,
especially since it was Ben's second cum of the night!
As Ben's orgasm subsided, Will continued to gently stroke his
softening
cock, now slick with Ben's semen. He could just make out Ben's
features in
the night light, his mouth gaping open, his eyes closed. As he felt
Ben's
body relax, he released Ben's penis.
"How was that?"
"That...that...was the best I've ever felt." Ben replied, his
breathing
slowly returning to normal.
"I can't believe how much you shot! It got all over my hand!"
"I know, it's all over my belly! I don't usually cum so soon after
having
jacked off already. It was amazing, though."
"Still feel up to doing me?" Will asked anxiously. His penis felt
super-sensitive; he could feel every place the cloth of his boxers
made
contact with it. He could also feel a wet spot, where pre-cum had
oozed
out.
"Yeah, I sort of owe you! Let's switch places."
"Okay. Do you have anything for me to wipe my hand on?"
"Hold on." Ben felt around, trying to find the cumrag he didn't get
to use
earlier. Finding it, he wiped off his stomach and dick and handed it
to
Will. Will wiped his hand, and set the rag on the floor where he
could get
it again in a few minutes.
As Will lay back, his dick popped out the fly of his boxers. Ben was
strangely excited at the prospect of jerking his friend off. Instead
of
sitting Indian-style, Ben lay on his side next to Will. He reached
out his
left hand, and grabbed Will's stiff boyhood.
"Oh, God!" Will gasped as the nerve endings in his dick responded to
Ben's
touch. He was unprepared for the explosion of feeling in his
sensitive
shaft. Ben noticed how Will's cock pointed up toward his head, and
experimented with how far down he could bend it...not very as it
turned
out. He also noticed that Will already had some fluid on his dick
head.
Before he began stroking in earnest, he took his thumb and spread the
pre-cum all over the sensitive glans.
"Please, stroke me." Will pleaded, Ben's explorations having stoked
the
fire in his loins so hot they seemed ready to burn.
With this, Ben began to slide his fingers up and down Will's tumescent
shaft. Rather than taking it in his whole fist, as Will had done to
him,
Ben used his thumb on top of Will's dick, and four fingers below. As
Will's excitement increased, more pre-cum flowed out of his head.
Rubbing
it right where the head meets the shaft, Ben knew he would soon make
Will
feel as good as he had earlier.
Will was in awe of how Ben's skilled fingers made him feel. He had
never
imagined it would feel so good to have someone else stroke him. The
difference in grip, tempo, and style was making him feel better than
he
ever had before. He felt the wave of his climax approaching like a
tsunami, and was soon at the point of no return.
"I'm gonna..." Will didn't finish the sentence as he took a deep
breath
and held it, while feeling his cum burn up his shaft and out of his
body.
Ben was stunned and how hot the fluid was, oozing out of Will's dick
like a
volcano, and coating his fingers with watery ejaculate. He could feel
Will's penis spasm wildly in between his fingers, and heard an
explosive
breath as Will came down from the best orgasm of his young life.
"Wow." That was all Will could say. "Thanks...that was amazing!"
Ben was already wiping his hand on his cumrag, and handed it to Will
to
clean up his crotch with. Now that it was over, he felt a little
paranoid.
He had really liked this, but did that make him gay? Did it make Will
gay?
He suddenly just wanted Will out of his bunk, to leave him alone with
his
thoughts.
"Um...maybe you should go to your bunk. We need to get some sleep."
"Yeah...okay. Good night." Will tucked his softening penis back into
his
boxers, and stood up. Ben was acting weird, and he didn't know why.
This
had been awesome. He hoped they could do it again.
"Hey Will--promise you won't tell anyone what we just did?"
"Sure..I already said it would be a secret."
"Alright then. Good night."
As Will clambered up the ladder to his bunk, and Ben lay quietly
thinking,
neither was aware their secret was already shared by Jason. Nor did
they
know that there was someone else in the main cabin, someone who had
shot a
load into his own boxers without hardly touching himself, someone who
couldn't wait to join in the fun.
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