Date: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 10:57:31 -0400
From: Rod888man <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Camp Suck XXV

			     CAMP S.U.C.K. XXV

     Lenny said, "Wow, look at the size of that thing!"

     "From the size of that bulge in your pants, your cock is oversized for
your age and you have a lot of growing to do yet, so you'll probably be
bigger than I by my age. Len, still staring at Jon's cock slowly peeled his
clothes off, and sure enough, the kid had a gorgeous six inch uncut organ
sticking straight up and ending at the bottom of his belly button. "I
realize you haven't sucked a cock yet, but I'll bet you'll do fine. The
first rule is to make an 0 of your lips so your teeth don't scrape me. I'm
not into pain. Let me give you a couple of stokes so you get the idea." Jon
pried the boy's cock off his belly, peeled his foreskin back and gave him a
few in and out sucks. Len's cock had a little musky taste and Jon hated to
quit. Jon stood up, Len went to his knees and with no hesitation took Jon's
boner into his eager mouth. The kid sucked like he hadn't had a meal in a
month and Jon gave him a few pointers: "If you wag your head back and forth
with my dick all the way in, I get a really nice sensation." It was so
nice, Jon felt his climax approaching too quickly. "I'm getting there. I'm
gonna cum pretty quick..."

     Len pulled his head back and said: "I'm sorry, I'm a little chicken to
have you orgasm in my mouth, so let me jack you off." Staring with
fascination at Jon's now bright red cockhead, the boy slowly and gently
stroked that lovely penis. Jon felt that delicious preorgasmic tension
rise, and rise, and, "I'm about there. I'm, oh God that feels...o, o, 0, 0,
OOOHHHHHhhhh!"  Len felt the cock in his hand swell even more, it throbbed,
and a stream of cum shot two feet out of Jon's tool. Again and again it
squirted and Lenny was mesmerized. Finally Jon's cock quieted in Len's hand
and the last of the semen, a six inch drip, hung from the end of Jon's
softening penis. Len caught it on his finger and tentatively brought it to
his lips.

     Lenny smiled and said, "No surprise, it tastes just like mine, but you
make a lot more of it. Gosh, that was fun. Now I'd like to feel you do
me. Please. Oh, please, I'm so hot I just gotta cum!" Jon hadn't seen that
many vertical dicks and he really admired this one. Lenny was so hard his
nuts were pulled up tight on either side of the root of his boner and Jon
licked them both tenderly. Then a gentle tug and Jon bared the head of the
boy's cock and took it into his mouth. Boy, it tasted different, and very,
very good. With just three inches of boycock in his mouth he circled it
round and round with his tongue. He stopped just a moment to suck his
finger, slipped it into Lenny's asshole and began to fingerfuck him while
he did the barber pole thing with his tongue. Seconds later Jon felt the
kid's cockhead swell, then his rosebud clenched Jon's finger and the first
gush of warm boycum bathed his tongue. He was able to swallow the whole
load and continued to gently suck every last drop until Lenny was empty.

     "Jon, I don't know how I could ever thank you enough. I've been in
paradise this afternoon and I guess I've been burying my feelings all
along. You say we're all bisexual, and I accept that, but I know I'm on the
gay side of the equation. My counseling is going to take a new
turn. Please, could I give you a big hug?" The hug turned into a long, warm
kiss and both were aware of the certainty that their friendship would
endure.

     Bruce had a raging hardon having caught the whole episode through his
spy hole so he waited a bit until the boys had gone upstairs and his boner
had subsided before returning to the soda fountain. About half an hour
later a tall boy, maybe twenty years old, left the ice and Bruce watched
him go downstairs to the changing rooms. Luckily, the light under the door
was the same room the boy's had left. Bruce quietly closed the door to the
adjoining room an crept to his observation post. "Wow," he thought, "a
doubleheader!" The tall boy had shed his skating togs and was turning with
various poses in front of a mirror and his dick was longer than a whore's
dream, not even fully hard. Then he got dressed, turned off his light and
left the room. Again, Bruce gave him a couple of minutes to exit the
changing area and stepped out of his room.

     Facing his door was the tall boy, standing with his arms crossed,
frowning at a red faced Bruce. "I thought so, you slimeball. I discovered
your peephole putting on my skating tights when I came in this
afternoon. Now, you've got a choice. I can rearrange your teeth or I can
fuck you cross eyed!"

     Bruce: "I may be spoiling your fun, but I'll be the happiest guy in
town if you'd stick that big pole up my pooper and tickle the underside of
my liver."

     The tall kid stuck out his hand and said with a grin, "My name's Ken,
let's get in that room. I'm more than ready to tickle." Bruce, always
prepared, rolled a rubber on Ken's cock, reached into his pocket, pulled
out a small bottle of lube and greased up Ken's ten incher. "I'd like you
on your back so I can watch your cock." Bruce assumed the position, and
shivered with pleasure as Ken slowly advanced his dick up to the hilt.

    "Fuck me hard, I really need a real pounding" Bruce said. Ken happily
complied and paused only long enough to use a finger to retrieve the string
of precum hanging from Bruce's boner. It was only a couple of minutes
before Bruce blurted, "Ah SHIT!", and his penis began to squirt. Ken paused
to watch the hydraulic display and counted nine healthy loads of cum firing
from Bruce's bouncing dick. "Damn. I hated to cum so quick. I was really
enjoying that. Haven't gone off prematurely like that in a long time."

    Ken resumed his rectal thrusts and said, "I'm sorry too. I was looking
forward to sucking the jizz out of you after I came. "Bruce knew when Ken
was about to unload: his face screwed up as though in agony and then Bruce
could feel Ken's dick throb and could almost feel the condom filling with
his semen. "Nice, that was nice. I want a rematch soon, and next time I
want to see if your goo tastes as good as your ice cream."

			      TO BE CONTINUED