BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!
Jason was jolted awake by his alarm clock, which he had set to go off
5 minutes before the wake up bell. He groggily slapped at it,
determined to shut the thing up. Stretching out, he gave felt his
morning wood twitch against the fabric of his sheets, and briefly
considered a quick pull before going into the cabin. Before he could
begin, however, the bell began to clang, and he knew his young charges
would soon be stirring in the next room.
Thinking about the events of last night (in particular, listening to
the mutual jack session Will and Ben had enjoyed) did nothing to help
his boner abate; he tried to put those thoughts aside, however, as he
began to dress and prepare for the day.
In the next room, the campers were slowly getting out of bed, some of
them faced with the same challenge Dan, Ben, and Will had the previous
day.
Dan, meanwhile, was trying to subtly check out the bulges of his cabin
mates, while trying to figure out the best way to change out of his
boxers, which had become crusty with the dried semen of last night's
load. As he sat in his bunk, keeping his blanket covering his groin,
Dan couldn't think of anything, so he decided to just pull on some
shorts and change later.
"Alright guys, let's get going" Jason proclaimed as he emerged from
his room. Dan noted that the crotch of Jason's shorts looked a little
distended, and he wondered if Jason had woken with a boner. Standing
up, Dan pulled on a pair of cargo shorts, a blue school t-shirt, and
sandals, and went to brush his teeth.
In the washhouse, Dan found himself at a sink between Will and Ben,
who were already there. Taking glances out of the corner of his eye,
he looked at Will's fingers wrapped around his toothbrush, and thought
to himself "those are the fingers that touched Ben's dick last night!"
He looked at Ben, and found himself thinking of the gasping noises Ben
had made. "I can't believe they're acting so normal this morning. It's
like last night never happened."
His mouth full of toothpaste, Ben was trying not to think about the
night before. He had really enjoyed what he had done with Will, and he
had never cum as hard as when Will jerked him off, but he was still
feeling really confused. His fantasies had always been about girls, so
he didn't think he was gay. He decided it would be best just to
pretend it had never happened.
Will was rinsing his mouth out, and he snuck a quick look at Ben's
crotch. He still couldn't believe what he had done last night. It had
been so daring....and Will liked daring things. "I touched the dick
under there," he thought as he looked at Ben's shorts. " Cool."
And so the boys of Camp Youngwood began a new day. Each of them were,
from time to time, preoccupied with thoughts about the night before.
During siesta after lunch, Dan had to excuse himself to the bathroom
to take care of a boner that just wouldn't quit.
Sitting in the stall, Dan lowered his shorts and cum-stained boxers,
and firmly grasped his rigid penis with his left hand. He was so
turned on, he noticed he was already leaking pre-cum, something which
normally only happened for him after he'd been stroking for a while.
He used his fingertip to spread the slippery fluid all over his
swollen cockhead, gasping quietly as his finger touched his sensitive
frenulum. Wrapping his fingers around his boyhood, Dan began to stroke
his boner with short, quick motions, quickly settling into the rhythm
he'd perfected. He knew he wouldn't last long, which was good thing in
a public bathroom.
Sitting on the plastic toilet seat, Dan could feel his balls begin to
tighten up, and more pre-cum leak out of his slit. Swirling his hand
loosely over the sensitive head, Dan was fast approaching the point of
no return. Trying to keep his noise to a minimum, Dan was imagining
what his counselor had looked like stroking his dick. As he recalled
the noises Jason had made, he felt his hot sperm begin their journey
up the length of his burning hot urethra. Moaning quietly, he couldn't
hold back the onslaught of semen that gushed out of his dickhead,
flowing over his hands, lubricating his stroking fingers. His cock
throbbed once, twice, three times, each throb bringing forth more of
his jizz. Dan gave one final sigh of relief, and then sat back as his
body released it's pent-up tension. As he sat there, still slowly
fondling his softening dick, he heard the screen door of the washhouse
slam as somebody else came in. He took a quick glance at the floor
between his feet, making sure there was no tell-tale semen that he had
missed. As the newcomer sat in the stall next to him, Dan began to
slowly wipe his hand off with some tissue. He even wiped it a couple
of extra times, just to make it seem like he was wiping up after
taking a dump.
Pulling up his shorts and flushing, Dan couldn't help but notice that
5 minutes after entering the bathroom whoever was in the other stall
hadn't seemed to do anything like go to the bathroom. He could see the
other kid's shorts pulled down over his sneakered feet, but there was
a distinct lack of activity. "I wonder if he's here to jerk off, too?"
Dan wondered. Washing his hands quickly, he decided to find out.
Walking to the screen door, he opened it and let it close without
leaving--giving the impression he had left, when, in reality, he was
standing just out of sight of the other stall, but where he could hear
what was about to happen.
Sure enough, less than ten seconds after fake-leaving, Dan could hear
a quiet sigh and the sound of flesh being stroked. Even though he had
just shot a load, Dan's penis began to stiffen again in his shorts as
the listened to the other boy pleasuring himself. He stood there for
about four minutes when the boy's gasping got louder, then he sucked
in a breath that he held for 15 seconds before letting out a long
sigh. Dan knew the other boy had just had his orgasm, and Dan gently
gave his renewed erection a squeeze. He was curious who the other
horny boy was, but Dan also knew Jason would be wondering where he
was. As the boy in the stall began to pull toilet paper to wipe up
with, Dan quietly opened the door and left the washhouse. He decided
to walk slowly, hoping the other boy would leave while Dan could still
see the entrance to the building.
As he climbed the steps to his cabin, Dan heard the door squeak open.
Glancing backward, he saw Steven, a kid from the cabin next door,
emerge. Smirking to himself, Dan went into his cabin, making sure to
mentally file away what he had heard for a later session.
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