The Boy Scout Baby Sitter
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I'm Noah, I'm 14 and I baby sit for extra money.
Many parents have the preconceived notion that all baby sitters are girls. I don't get it. What makes a girl more qualified to supervise children?
Actually, I shouldn't call myself a baby sitter. I don't do babies, babies poop way too much and cleaning up that shit is just disgusting, and they cry. So I do kids younger than myself, but nothing under 5, some around that age still poop unexpectedly but that cleanup, while sometimes a little messy, a little wiping and clean underpants and they are set to go.
For as far back as I can remember, I was taken care of by my next door neighbor while my mom worked. When I started school I came home to her house, or during the summer, I went to my neighbor's and stayed with her till my mom got home. When I was 7, my neighbor had her first baby, a boy. A year later she had another, a girl. So in the past several years, I've changed diapers (that's why I won't sit babies), I've given baths, I've bandaged scrapped knees.
For the past 3 ½ years, I've been a Boy Scout and I now hold the Life rank. I'm trained in First Aid and Emergency Preparedness, I can cook for 8 people on a two-burner propane stove and can bake in a Dutch oven over charcoal, I know C.P.R. and how to save a drowning person. I can set up a tent in the back yard if I need to. I taught both of my neighbors' kids to how to swim. I can even do minor repairs around the house (home repairs was one of my latest badges).
I have skills that few girls do at my age. What makes them a better sitters, the simple fact that they are girls? I don't think so.
So anyhow, now you've heard my sales pitch when I have to sell myself to get a sitting job. It's pretty convincing. Every parent I've given my spiel to has hired me to sit their kid.
My neighbor and her two kids moved last year. I really miss them.
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Tonight's reason for employment was Logan Xavier age 10. This is my first time staying with him. Mrs. Xavier was going to an event in the city about 60 miles away and would be home very early in the morning, so I was staying the night and would return home after breakfast. I reported for duty at 6 PM. Mrs. Xavier made sure I had her cell number and gave me all the normal instructions, including that Logan got ready for bed at 8 PM, but was allowed to stay up till 10 or I could allow it to slip to 10:30, if he was being good.
Logan's seemed to be a nice well behaved kid and everything was going well. We played a video game for a while and at 8, I reminded him to go get ready for bed. I found a movie to watch that ended at 10 and was age appropriate for Logan.
I'm sitting on the far end of the couch watching the movie and feel the cushions bounce as Logan comes back into the living room and flops down on the other end. I didn't bother to look at him till the next commercial when I went to get a soda from the kitchen. He was lying there on the couch completely naked watching the screen.
From previous experience I know that many little kids aren't bashful about their bodies and I've seen several of them naked. I've seen them run from their bedroom to the bathroom, one came out of the bath to the living room to ask me for a towel, I've even had to participate in bath time with several of my younger charges. But I've never had one sit down naked to watch TV.
"You were supposed to get ready for bed."
"I am ready for bed," he claimed.
"No you're not. Kids your age wear those action figure pajamas to bed."
"I haven't worn pajamas to bed since I was 5."
"Look, please just go back to your room and put whatever pajamas you want on, then you can watch TV till 10 with me."
"Or, you take your clothes off and get comfortable and we can watch TV together?" he retorted.
"Please don't give me a hard time about this." Thinking he was just pushing me to see where my limit was, I picked him up off the couch tickling him while carrying him to his bedroom. He giggled all the way and I dumped him on his bed. He got up and moved towards his dresser then quickly made a dash for the door, slipping past me, out the door and back onto the living room couch.
I followed along digging in my pocket for my phone. I stood between him and the TV.
"Please?"
"I don't wear clothes after 8 o'clock Friday night till Monday morning when I get dressed for school."
I held up my phone and made the ultimate threat a babysitter can make. "If you don't get your pajamas on, I'm calling your mother." That threat has worked every time, till now.
"Go ahead. My momma lets me be naked all weekend. In fact, she's naked most of the time too."
"Oh, I call bullshit on that! I'm calling your mom."
I pulled up my contacts, found Mrs. Xavier and pressed `call'.
"Hi Mrs. Xavier, sorry to bother you, but I sent Logan to get ready for bed at 8 o'clock, but now he's lying on the couch naked and claims he IS ready for bed and doesn't wear anything after 8 o'clock and I know that can't be true... Yeah... Yes, but I've never... I'm ok with it I guess... OK, sorry to have bothered you.
I looked over at Logan. He had a smug little grin on his face and said, "I told you so. And let me guess. She told you that you could go naked as well."
"Yeah, she did."
"So take your clothes off and let's watch TV together. My last sitter did all the time."
"I've never done anything like that before. Not sure I can go naked in front of someone else."
"Don't you take showers naked at school?"
"Yeah, but that's different."
"Really, how is being naked in front of 15 naked guys all that different than being naked in front of one little naked kid?"
"I don't know, it just is."
"Try it, you might like it."
"I don't know..."
Logan got off the couch and walked up in front of me, and looked me straight in the eye. He reached out and grabbed my board shorts below my hips and yanked them all the way down to my ankles, and I didn't even try to stop him. I guess I really wanted to try this and he was enabling me. He grabbed my t-shirt and told me to bend over. I obeyed and he pulled it up my back and over my head and down my outstretched arms. I stood back up and he reached to my waist slipping his fingers in the waistband of my boxers and I swallowed hard. He pulled them down. And I just stood there frozen in place.
"Well, come on over to the couch and lay down. The movie's still on."
I had to step out of my shorts to be able to walk. I laid on the couch where Logan had been and he sat at my feet. "What do I do if I... you know... get...
Logan finished my question for me. "What do you do WHEN you get hard? Nothing. You're going to. I'm going to. All boys get erections, even little kids, you know that. If it gets hard too much, go to the toilet and jerk off, that will fix it for a while. At least that's what the older kids at The Camp do."
We've been ignoring the movie for some time now. "How do you know so much about being naked and boys' erections and what's the camp?
Tim replied, "Momma and I are nudists, mostly on weekends and some weeknights too. Once a month, Momma takes me and to The Camp, where everybody is naked."
"Everyone? Boys and girls? All naked together?"
Yeah, everyone's naked, mostly it's old people though, but there are usually 15 to 30 kids in the 7 to teenager range.
I had a lot of new information to process and I rolled to my side and drew my knees up a bit, staring up at the TV.
Logan asked, "Can I lay next to you and watch the rest of the movie?"
"Sure, come on."
I extended my legs and Logan crawled to my end of the couch, lying next to me snuggled in comfortably, his back against my chest, his butt just barely touching my dick and I pulled my legs back up under his butt, I rested my arm across his hip.
As we watched, every once in a while, Logan's butt would twitch or his butt cheeks would clench slightly. Whatever, it was, it was just enough that each time my dick would respond ever so slightly. Then he wiggled against me a couple of times then clenched and I was on my way to a full-blown erection. I just laid still and my dick pressed against the crease between the back of Logan's thighs. We laid there not moving and neither of us said anything, then Logan raised his top leg. My dick sprang up and went between his thighs almost slapping him in the balls, and he dropped his leg back down, trapping my dick between them.
Logan whispered, "Nice dick, that feels really good."
He was right, it felt awesome. Something other than my own hand had enveloped my dick in a warm place. My dick twitched and my pelvis jerked involuntarily.
Logan whispered, "Go ahead if you want, I have a towel." I felt him reach for the towel he used for his shower and he tucked it under his bottom leg and flipped it up over my hip. Every motion he made pulled and tweaked my dick.
My pelvis jerked again and I pushed myself back between his legs. I couldn't stop myself. I was making small thrusting movements, my dick was rubbing between Logan thighs. A long moan escaped from my throat, and sperm spurted from the slit at the end of my dick.
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My penis was so hard it was throbbing, my bladder hurt and if I didn't pee soon, I was sure it would explode. Without moving, I opened my eyes and looked around. It was daylight, but I couldn't figure out where I was. I raised my head off the pillow and looked around. I was in a bed and Logan was next to me. I realized we were in his room, in his bed, both naked.
As quietly as I could, I rolled off the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. Strange, I went to close the door, but there was no door to close. I had to pee and I couldn't point my dick down and still pee, so I sat down and leaned forward. Pee began to flow and the throbbing stopped. As the stream dried up my dick shrank along with it. I could sit up straight again. Then I heard footsteps and a form appeared in the doorway.
It stepped inside and seeing me sitting on the toilet, Mrs. Xavier said a very cheery "Good Morning Noah! How was Logan last night?" as she leaned into the shower and turned on the water.
My auto modesty systems kicked in and both arms crossed in front of me and I leaned forward putting them on my knees. She again glanced my way seeing my defensive posture said, "Oh, I'm sorry. If you want privacy around here, you needed to close the door, but with just Logan and I here, we never close it."
"I... I didn't see a door."
She spun around putting her naked pussy 6 inches from my face. She reached around me in the very small bathroom, "See, its right here. It's called a pocket door. You just use this lever and pull it across the opening. But like I said, we never close it.
"So was Logan a good boy night?"
"He's a great kid, I really like him. No bother to sit with him at all once I found out he was telling the truth."
"I'm really sorry about that, totally my fault. Our last sitter was used to our routine and I forgot to tell you. I see that Logan talked you out of your clothes last night. I hope you were ok with that."
"Yeah. It was my first time like that. A little weird, but it was ok."
"When I got home this morning, you guys were so cute, lying on the sofa like that, but I thought you would be more comfortable in a bed, so I moved you to Logan's bed."
"Did I walk to his room? I don't remember."
"No, I carried you. It was 3 AM, you both were dead to the world."
She turned back to the shower and opened the door stepping in. "Want to join me Noah? Or wait for Logan."
"Thanks, I'll wait for Logan."
"Wait for Logan for what?" Logan asked as he walked in to the already busy room. He stood directly in front of me on the toilet.
"Are you done? I need to pee."
"Well I can't get up with you standing in front of me."
"Then spread your legs and lean back."
I was more comfortable without Mrs. Xavier pussy in my face, and now Logan was blocking her view of my dick, so I spread my legs and leaned back. Logan took control of his dick and peed between my legs. Logan exited the bathroom and I followed him back to his room, flushing the toilet as I left. There was a yell from the shower, "Don't flush the toilet when someone's in the shower!"
"Sorry" I yelled back.
In Logan's room I found my clothes from the living room and the towel that had covered us last night. It was folded with my cum deposit facing up.
Logan picked it up the towel and was inspecting the drying viscous fluid. "What is this stuff called that comes out of your penis Noah?"
"It's really called semen, but most guys just call it sperm, but it's only part sperm. Here, let me show you."
He was sniffing at the towel while I was booting up his computer, then I saw him lick it.
"What's it taste like?" I asked.
"Like nothing, it's kinda dried out. What's it like when it squirts out?"
"Oh, man, it's the best feeling you'll ever have. It's hard to describe. It's called an orgasm. You know how good it feels when you finally get to pee after really having to go for a long time?"
"Yeah."
"Well kinda like that, but a hundred time better!"
Logan came over to his computer as I searched for `male reproduction system' in images. I selected the one I was familiar with and it filled the screen. It was a cross section view with all the parts named. I showed him the testicles, seminal vesicle, prostate, bulbourethral gland. "Did you notice any clear, very slippery fluid come out last night?"
"Yeah, it dripped on my leg a couple times."
"That fluid comes from this bulbourethral gland I pointed to on the monitor. It cleans the urethra and makes the head slippery. The semen is a combination of fluids from the other three glands. The sperm part comes from the testicles. That's the stuff you need to make babies.
Mrs. Xavier had finished her shower and was watching from the doorway. She came up behind us and reached over to the monitor and pointed to the penis. "That's my favorite part, it's the most fun to play with."
"Momma!" Logan complained.
"Just passing through, wanted to let you know the shower is all yours."
"I whispered to Logan, "Is she always naked like that?"
"I told you we were nudists. We'll be naked all weekend unless we go somewhere. Come on let's go shower before she finishes cooking breakfast."
Logan went and turned the water on and beckoned me to join him.
"I've never showered with anyone before."
"You told me you showered with 15 guy before."
"I wasn't showering with them, I was showering in the same room as they were. That's different."
"Well come on, you'll have another first then."
I entered the glass enclosure with him. While the bathroom a small room, the shower is fairly large, then I realized there was no tub and only a shower instead. When I was all wet, Logan told me to get on my knees.
"I'm not giving you a blow job in the shower."
"I'm going to shampoo your hair. What's a blow job?"
"Never mind."
As he scrubbed the soap through my hair, I asked him, "Do you really not know what a blow job is?"
"Well, from the sound of it, you blow into something."
"No, that isn't it."
I leaned over taking his soft dick in my mouth. He stopped doing my hair and just stood there enjoying the new feeling. It got hard and after a while nature told him to push and pull himself in and out of my mouth. When he grabbed my ears I knew he was close and I wrapped my arms around his legs pulling him to me. His body was quivering and he released a lung-full of air in a big gasp.
I explained after he relaxed for a moment, "That was a blow job and at the end, you had an orgasm."
"I've see a lot of guys do that at The Camp, I never knew it was called a blow job. Did I squirt stuff like you?"
"No, not yet, you're still a little too young for that. Are you going to finish washing my hair?"
He finished my hair, then I did his, we soaped up our bodies and finished our shower. We dried off with the one towel and I headed to his room to get dressed.
"Where you going, breakfast is in the kitchen."
"But we're still naked."
"Yeah and so is momma in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Let's go get some."
"I've never eaten naked before."
"Wow, a whole bunch of firsts for you this weekend." As we walked to the kitchen, he kept up a running commentary, "First time walking down the hallway naked, first time in our kitchen naked, first time seeing my momma, no I guess this is the second time seeing my momma naked, first time sitting at the kitchen table naked."
"Logan, that's enough. Stop pestering Noah if you ever want him to come back." His momma said.
Mrs. Xavier was still her bubbly self, working in the kitchen preparing breakfast. We had scrambled eggs, hash browns, bacon, orange juice and milk. The whole time she was nearly naked, she was wearing an apron. After she served us, she took the apron off and sat across from me. Every time I looked up, I had to look at her fairly large, nicely rounded pair of tits. My dick responded again going completely hard, thank goodness the table didn't have a glass top.
After breakfast, Mrs. Xavier told me to get dressed and she would take me home.
I went to Logan's room where my clothes were in a pile on the end of the bed. I slowly dressed in the same clothes I arrived in Friday night. I was actually sad I was leaving, I'd had a great time. Logan was a lot of fun and like the little brother I wish I had.
Mrs. Xavier was pulling the van out of the garage and I went out front to meet her. I got in the passenger seat for the ride home. We drove about a half mile and she pulled into a strip mall parking lot.
"Noah, I wanted to talk with you without Logan around before I took you home." She turned towards me in her seat and the robe she was wearing gapped open in front revealing she had nothing on underneath. "So tell the truth now, how was your night with Logan."
"Well, it pretty normal till he went to get ready for bed. This wasn't my typical sitting job. It was a little strange. Ok, it was a lot strange as it was happening. Seeing him lying on the couch naked, having to call you, allowing him to take my clothes off, then when he was lying with me on the couch, I got a boner and he let it go between his legs, and I couldn't help myself and I ejaculated between his legs, then waking up in his bed, seeing you naked in the bathroom, showering with Logan, and I..., I..., I gave him..., I gave him a blow job in the shower. I'm really confused. I don't think I should ever see him again. I couldn't control myself and I'm not sure if we were together again, that... that I could control... I think I'm a pervert. I trailed off into sobs, a 14 year-old crying over a 10 year-old.
"Noah, its ok son," she reached over cupping my jaw in her hand, "You're not a pervert. Did you hurt Logan or make him do anything he didn't want you to do?"
"Oh heck no, I wouldn't ever hurt him. I really like him. I think he was ok with everything, even the blow job."
"Logan has seen a lot of sex stuff at The Camp and he doesn't understand much of it and has trouble processing it. He's only 10. I think he needs a big brother – and he really seems to like you. I think you helped him a lot in only one night. You showed him a few things, you straightened some stuff out for him using his computer, but you explained it in terms he could understand and only what he needed at that moment.
"Noah, we're going out to The Camp next weekend. It's the nudist camp he told you about. Would you go with us and be his big brother and do stuff with him in a safe manner and explain things so he can understand? I have to be honest with you, you'll be one of the older boy teenagers in camp. Many teens stop going when they can't control their erections and get embarrassed by them.
"Would your mom let you go to a nudist resort?"
"I don't know about that, I'd have to talk with her."
"Would it be better if I talked with her?"
"Yeah, I think that would be better."
"Are you willing to go if she says yes?"
"Yeah, I'll go."
She started the van and left the parking lot, but headed back to her apartment. We walked in and she told Logan to get dressed and she dressed as well. All three of us then drove back to my house.
I called ahead to warn mom that Mrs. Xavier was coming over and wanted to talk with her about me sitting for Logan more.
Mom met us at the front door and welcomed Mrs. Xavier and Logan to our home. With introductions out of the way, Logan and I retreated to my room and positioned ourselves just inside my door where we could listen in to the conversation in the living room.
"Mrs. Barnes, I've already asked your son, but he'll need permission from you to do a really big favor for me and Logan. Is there someplace where we could talk openly without any extra ears?"
"Sure, let's go out to the gazebo in the back yard."
"Shit, they're going to the gazebo it's at the far end of the yard and there's no way we'll be able to hear them." I told Logan.
The sliding glass door closed and the house was quiet.
They were out there for at least an hour, probably longer. Logan and I resorted to playing a video game in my room and the time passed quickly in the game.
Eventually our moms came back in the house laughing and talking like they had been friends for years. Mrs. Xavier took a piece of paper from her purse and my mom signed it. Mom told me it was a permission slip for Mrs. Xavier to bring a non-relative guest child to the resort. I'm going to "camp".
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Mrs. Xavier explained that they needed to go. She gave me the $40 for this weekend and kissed my cheek. "Thank you again, Noah. We'll see you next weekend. I'll text you a list of what you should bring and she and Logan got back in their minivan and drove away.
"Is there anything you discussed with Mrs. Xavier that you can share me?" I asked mom.
There's not much really. Nicole just filled me in on a lot of background on her and Logan and their trips to camp. Then about what Logan did to you and what you did with Logan this weekend.
"Did she tell you I gave Logan a blow job in the shower?" I asked, my head drooped in shame.
"Thank you for telling me, but yes, she already told me. While that was disappointing, it doesn't make you a pervert. Sexual experimentation at your ages is a normal thing. She explained the situation and the context, and I understand. Sexually speaking, Logan has very advanced knowledge for his age. She also explained there will probably be more instances of sexual behavior that would be similar in a big brother/little brother relationship. You and I are going to talk more this week about you being safe and being a good big brother. But based on everything she told me about this weekend, I'm pretty proud of you."
I got all embarrassed and she leaned over and kissed me on the forehead, something she hasn't done in a while. She went into the kitchen and I went to my bedroom.
Mom and I were eating at the dining table having our usual Sunday lunch together. She makes great fried chicken, baked beans, macaroni and cheese, and cheddar cheese biscuits. It's the same meal you can get at Kentucky Fried Chicken, except for the cheddar cheese, but KFC's isn't even close to my mom's cooking. I was mid-bite on a chicken leg when mom asked, "Did you enjoy running around naked with Logan in his apartment?"
I nearly bit my tongue at the unexpected question.
"Uh, well... we weren't exactly running around naked. We were lying on the couch naked, then fell asleep, we were in the bathroom and showered together, then ate breakfast still naked."
"Ok, let me rephrase the question, "Did you enjoy the time that you and Logan were naked in his apartment?"
"Well, yeah, it was ok. I'd never done anything like that before. I couldn't even take off my clothes, Logan had to help me." Mom was giving me a sign that she wanted me to expand my answer. "Ok, yeah, I liked being naked especially the next morning when we were all together, even though at first I was too embarrassed to let Mrs. Xavier see me, but eating breakfast naked was kinda cool."
"You know, next weekend, you'll be naked continuously from Friday night when you arrive till Sunday afternoon when you leave. Are you ready to be naked that long?"
"I don't know, I guess so."
"Maybe you need to practice some more."
"What do you mean, practice."
"Well, practice being a nudist around the house before you get to camp. Our backyard is pretty sheltered, with all our shrubs, you could even see what it's like to go naked outside."
"But you'd see me naked!" I said as I started to blush.
"Honey, I've already seen you naked a few thousand times, and next weekend a couple hundred people will see you naked."
"I'll think about it." Our conversation turned to what homework I still had to do today. After helping to clean up lunch, I went to my room to play Mortal Combat. After finishing off another opponent, I realized mom was right, I needed more practice. I took my clothes off, found another game, sat back on my bed and played Age of Empires.
An hour later, mom came in and lifted my headphones. "Why don't you go outside for a while?" She doesn't like me to play video games too much on any given day. I saved the game and rolled off the bed and stood up. Mom was standing there and then I realized I had nothing on. My hands were trying to cover my privates, and I was fighting to hold them back. "You look fine son, just how I remembered you, just a little bigger, now go outside, but take a towel like you're supposed to at camp." She turned and left heading for her room with a laundry basket. I went the other way through the living room, and outside passing through the kitchen, grabbing a coke and a towel on the way.
I stepped tentatively just barely out the back door and looked all around for prying eyes. I was sure that someone would be spying on me. I saw no one. I took a few more steps away from the house. The sun was now shining down on me, all of me. I'm still looking around for where someone could see into the yard, but between our shrubs and all the neighbor's shrubs there was a thick barrier all around the yard. That allowed me to relax, a bit. I ventured the rest of the way out to the gazebo, spread my towel, sat down and opened my Coke.
This was nice. There was a slight breeze every once in a while and it would move about my body and flow over parts of my body that had never felt air flow before, definitely nice. I lifted my Coke to take a swig and a big drop or condensation dripped off the can landing right on the head of my dick. It responded to the intense stimulation and was getting larger. No, no, no, I thought to myself, you will not get hard. Not now. Go down, relax, down boy! It got larger raising up from between my legs. It denied my request, the more I willed it away, the larger and harder it got. It was sticking straight up.
I could see movement in the kitchen through the window, then the door swung open and a figure walked out into the yard. I couldn't tell who it was yet because of the sun. I could see something hanging down between the figure's legs. It looked like a dick! Yes, it was a man, an older man, maybe 60 or so. He finally approached close enough I could identify him as Mr. Doyle, out next door neighbor. And yes, he was naked.
As he approached, he said, "At The Camp, you're supposed to use your towel and cover that as a courtesy to the other guests. I covered my erection with my hands. He tossed the towel he was carrying, "Here, you can use mine, this time. "I see you brought a hand towel to sit on. Hand towels are ok for girls, but boys need a larger towel one they can sit on and cover their erections at the same time." He sat down next to me.
"Are you a nudist Mr. Doyle?" I asked.
"Why do you think I have such thick shrubs? I didn't want you trying to spy on me while you were young and impressionable."
I noticed he had a deep bronze overall tan with no tan lines. My gaze fixed on his thick 6" penis hanging between his legs.
"At camp, one of the rules is that you're not supposed to stare and if you look at too many crotches, you'll have a constant erection."
"You've been to the camp?"
"Oh, hundreds of times, I'm a family life member. I'll be out there this weekend."
"Wow." was all I could come up with as a reply.
"You're surprised that I'll be there Friday?"
"No, that's cool. I'm just surprised at all of this. I had no idea you were a nudist all these years, and living right next door. I never knew or saw anything."
"We don't flaunt it. Some people in society frown on nudity, but I don't see why. You know I have two grown boys don't you."
"Yeah, Mike and Ron."
"They went through what you're going through with visiting The Camp when they were teenagers. They had raging hormones and lots of erections at camp. The thing that helped them the most was masturbating. Can I have my towel back?"
I lifted the towel off my lap and everything had returned to normal. I handed him his towel and he stood, spread it out and sat back down.
"Get used to having erections. Half the population of this earth is male, and every one of us gets erections. You'll have erections because of things you see, things you do, from things to hear, and for absolutely no reason what so ever. Heck, right now, I could make you hard with one word.
"No, please don't."
He looked in my eyes and said with a seductive voice, "Logan."
My mind jumped immediately to an image of little naked Logan from Friday night lying on the couch with my dick between his legs. Mr. Doyle was right, my penis instantly got hard and now I didn't have a towel.
"I'm sorry Noah, but I did that just to make my point. While you're at camp next weekend you're going to get a lot of those if you don't take care of your need. I presume you know how to take care of those?
"Yeah, I think every teenage boy knows how to do that."
"This being your first time at The Camp, you're going to need to masturbate every few hours or you'll end up wearing your towel like a skirt. There's lots of places where you can quickly slip away to do your business and come right back. There are several restrooms in the common areas, and lots of thick bushes you can go behind.
"Well that's the best advice I can give you for now. If you have any questions during the week, come on over and we can talk, just don't wear any clothes, me and Patricia won't have any on."
He got up and walked back to the house. I turned my back to the house and grabbed my dick in my right hand and furiously pounded myself to a very satisfying ejaculation. I actually felt more confident that I could be naked around 200 other people. I didn't get hard just talking to him, it was only when he messed with my head. I got up too and followed him into the house. He had been talking with my mom a while and was just now opening the front door. He had put on a robe and he waved to me as he was leaving, "See you at camp, if not before, Noah."
"I take it that you arranged for him to come over?"
"Yeah, I thought you could benefit from talking with him."
"Well, you were right, thanks for calling him, it was good to talk to him. He explained a lot of what I can expect and how to handle some situations."
"Like erections?"
"Yeah, especially erections. I think you're right, I need all the practice I can get before the weekend. If it's ok with you, I'd like to practice every day after school till I have to dress for school the next day."
"Well that's ok with me, but no answering the door naked. Put a pair of your shorts by the door you can slip into if you need to open it."
The rest of the week, I practiced every day. I'd wake up and I'd jack off either before getting up or in the shower. Then I'd have breakfast before getting dressed for school. I'd jack off around lunchtime at school in the rest room. When I got home from school I'd jack off again as soon as I took my clothes off. Mom helped too, she would wait till the last minute in the morning to get dressed too so we would run into each other naked in the mornings, and then she'd undress around 9 PM after she was sure no one would come to the door. After a couple days she started undressing as soon as she got home from work. She put her robe by my pants I kept by the door, and go about things like normal, just naked. I did have to put my scout uniform on to go the troop meeting Monday night, but I took it off as soon as I came home.
Wednesday just as I finished dinner, mom said, "Come on, let's go. We're going to Walgreen's. We got dressed and drove over to the store. She led me back towards the pharmacy counter then stopped in front of the condom display. "Ever seen these before?"
"Just here in the store and in health class when we had sex ed."
"Well this store or just about any other store with a pharmacy sells these, so there is no reason for you to not have one when you need it. You're still young, so you'll need the smaller size, a 47 mm. See any you like?"
I know I was turning red, but mom just forged ahead. "A lot of the extra features are just a bunch of hype to sell you a more expensive product. Why don't you get one of these variety boxes, 6 different types, 2 of each. You can try them out and see which ones you like best. How does that sound?"
At this point I was willing to agree to anything just to get out of there. I pick a box that was $7.99. Mom handed me $10. "Go get in line."
"Mom! I can't buy condoms. What if the cashier says something to me?"
"The cashier isn't going to say anything to you. This is why we're here right now. I want you to see how easy it is to buy them. Go get in line."
I took the box and held it in my hand so little of the box could be seen, and got in the line. The line moved so slowly. Mom made her way just outside the entrance waiting for me. Finally it was my turn. I put the box on the conveyor. "Hi, find everything ok today?" I quickly said yes. She grabbed the box and swiped it across the scanner.
"$8.67 please." I handed her the $10 and she handed me the change and my bag. "Have a nice day." "Hi, find everything ok today?" she said to the next customer.
I'd done it. I bought a box of condoms. Feeling proud of myself I walked out where Mom was waiting. "Ready to go home?"
"Yeah, I'm ready. That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. She didn't say a thing."
"She wouldn't be employed long if she made comments about what the customers were buying.
We got home and I took my clothes off again.
"Have you ever put one of these on?"
"No. They talked about them in sex ed class. We opened one and unrolled it, and there were pictures in our book, but I've never put one on."
"Well, this is something you may need this weekend. Here, try putting one on."
I stood and read the directions then took one out. I needed to be erect to put it on so I stroked myself to a memory of Logan and got a real firm stiff one. This should have been really weird, giving myself a hard-on, right in front of my mom, but it wasn't. She and I have been nude in front of each other for only a few days so far, and already I was fine with playing with my dick so mom could teach me how to wear a condom.
"Ok, that's good, here watch carefully." I stood next to my mom and leaned against her shoulder. She opened one by tearing off the edge of the package and removed the rolled-up latex. "See here at the top this extra little balloon like piece? That's there to collect the semen you produce, so you don't want to put it over your dick and pull it down. You just set on the top of your penis, grab the balloon part and roll the rest down with your other hand. Try it," she said and handed me the rolled condom.
I set it on my dick like a little hat, held it the way she said and rolled it down my shaft. "Perfect," she said.
"I'm not encouraging you to have sex this weekend, but I understand temptation and IF you do have sex, please do it safely. You remember all those diseases you can get from unprotected sex? You don't want to get one and transfer it to Logan. Nicole is taking you along to help take care of Logan and keep him safe from others that might do harm to a unsuspecting, innocent 10 year-old boy."
"I'm not so sure how innocent he is, remember it was him that got me to take my clothes off."
"Well, just know there are those kind of people out there and keep him safe as you can."
"I will mom."
Just then we heard a car in the driveway. I ran to the window and peeked through the curtains and saw who it was. "It's Logan and his mom!" I watched as they came up the front walk. I ran to the door and opened it just as they were about to ring the bell. I held my arms out and said, "Logan!"
Mom, from the kitchen yelled, "Noah, not in the doorway dressed like that!" I had forgotten I was nude, and still wearing the condom. Logan ran to me and hugged me around my butt resting he head on my stomach. They came in to the living room and Logan stripped off his clothes. And I turned away and removed the condom.
"Learning about condoms, I see. I know I said I was going to text you a list of what to bring, but Logan and I were out this way, so I thought I would just drop it off." She handed me a list that had very few things on it.
"Thanks Mrs. Xavier, is this it, there's not much here?"
"You don't need much at a nudist resort. And Noah, we're going to be spending a lot of time together, how about you just call me Nicole instead of Mrs. Xavier.
"Ok, thanks Nicole, that's a lot easier to say.
"Come on Logan, help me pack." We ran off to my bedroom.
The list was short. Just normal sleep-over stuff, except she had sun-screen listed three times. Logan said, "That's cause it's so important. Some of your parts haven't seen much sunshine before. Can you imagine getting your dick sunburned or even your buns?" The last thing was a long-sleeve light-weight shirt. Logan said, "It's more for sun burn protection too. If you start to get red, some adult will tell you to put your shirt on, you wear the shirt to protect you, along with the hat." My part, unaccustomed to sunshine had receded since I wasn't playing with it anymore.
I put it everything in a day pack and I was ready to go. Now all I had to do was wait for Friday night.
We went back into the living room and Nicole asked me, "So how is your practice going? Seem like you're getting accustomed to being naked around others. You look like you're ready to be a nudist."
"I'm getting there. Since Sunday, I've been naked except for school and troop meeting. My neighbor came over and talked with me about being a teenager in a nudist resort and mom's been helping at night too."
"Your neighbor?"
"Mom, can I tell them about..." (I was pointing in the direction of the neighbor's hours)
"Yes, go ahead."
"At camp do you know Frank and Patricia Doyle?"
"Of course, everybody at camp knows Frank and Pat. They're one of the original member families to sign up when camp opened 55 years ago."
"Well, they live right next door. And I didn't even know they were nudists till Sunday afternoon."
"They are such nice people, I'll have to have them over for dinner sometime. Well we need to be going, Logan honey, get dressed please." He dressed and hugged me again before leaving.
Thursday after dinner, I told mom I was going next door to see Mr. Doyle. I did the same thing he did for the trip through the front yard, I put on an old robe. It was so old that it would have fit Logan better than it fit me. On me the sleeves stopped at my elbows, it wrapped all the way around me, but just barely overlapped, the bottom didn't even cover my knees. It was more like a jacket, but I was covered. I grabbed my bath towel and slung it over my shoulder like I was going to the shower at school.
I walked next door and knocked. The little peep window in the door opened and I could see an eye. "Oh, hello Noah," came Mr. Doyle voice from inside. The window closed and the door swung open, "Come in in."
I stepped in and Mr. Doyle told me I could hang my robe on the hooks next to the door. I took my robe off, hung it on an empty hook and turned to face my neighbors. Mr. Doyle was the same as Sunday night tan all over and hanging loosely. Mrs. Doyle came in the living room from the kitchen drying her hands on a dish towel. She had the same tan. "Hello Noah, I hear you're a nudist now. Well turn around for me I want to see all of you." I slowly turned so she could see the whole me. "What a fine looking boy you've grown up to be.
"Thank you Ma'am," I said.
"Oh that will never do. You can't call me ma'am. How about you call me what all the other children at camp call me – Grandma."
"I'd like that, does that mean I can call you Grandpa, Mr. Doyle?"
"It does indeed my young friend, and I have an idea we're going to be seeing each other more frequently in the future. So to what reason do we owe the pleasure of you company today?"
"Oh I just had some questions about this weekend."
"Let's go in the sun room where's it's comfortable."
We went through the kitchen and out onto an enclosed deck. Grandpa indicated a wicker chair with big cushions for me to sit in. I carefully put my towel down leaving enough to pull over my lap if necessary before sitting down.
"Frank tells me that you're going out to camp with Logan, it that right? He's such a cute little boy, cute little dick too."
I groaned softly at the mention of his name and the image of me kneeling in front of him in the shower sucking that cute little dick popped into my mind. I glanced over at grandpa and he had a big grin on his face. I had a feeling I was being set up. I couldn't stop it. At the mere mention of Logan's name I started getting hard. I reached down and pulled my towel over my lap.
"I'm sorry Noah, I had Patricia say that to you on purpose to see how you would react and you did very well, exactly what you should have done. When your erection goes away you can simply move the towel off, just as you moved it in place.
I was still having a problem. This was the first time I'd ever seen an older woman naked before. Her features were looser, and sagged more than my mom or Nicole's, especially her breasts. They reminded me of a several week old helium balloon when the helium leaks out and the balloon is all stretched out and it sags down. That's what her breasts looked like. I was trying not to look, but I couldn't help myself, I HAD to look. My dick made me look, I was so hard it almost hurt.
Patricia noticed me looking and asked, "Is this the first time you've ever seen an older woman naked, Noah?"
I was so embarrassed I could only look at the floor and eked out a timid, "Yes."
"Then come here Noah and let's get this over with." She held out her hand. I stood, holding my towel in front of me and walked over to her. My penis was standing almost straight up behind my towel, but she didn't even glance in its direction. She took my hand and pulled me to her. As she did she spread her legs apart and pulled me between her knees. "You've seen your mother and Mrs. Xavier naked?"
"Yes," I was able to say more firmly.
"Well I looked just like them at one time in my life, but I'm over 70 now and the muscles that held up my breasts have gotten tried and given up. Skin all over my body has stretched and now hangs loosely. Here," she said, as she brought my hands to her sagging breasts, "feel them, lift them, and touch the nipples. They're breasts, they're OLD breasts, but they're still breasts. I still enjoy having Mr. Doyle play with them during sex." I did as she suggested and she was right, they felt like skin. "Little girls have flat breasts and tiny nipples, teenagers have growing breasts and larger nipples, moms have bigger breasts and larger nipples, and older women's breasts sag." She gave me a minute to investigate hers.
"I also noticed you saw my labia."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what that is."
"These things down here." She moved my hands to the wrinkled and wavy flesh where her legs are joined together. "These larger ones are my outer labia and these thin wavy ones sticking out are the inner labia. Again, you've seen your mother's and Mrs. Xavier's labia?"
"Yes, but it didn't look like that."
"No it wouldn't. I'm much older than either of them. Having three babies stretches them out and age leaves them stretched out and looking like this. Young girls have nothing more than a mound of skin with a little vertical slot in the middle. You'll see that Friday night. Frank, do we have the picture album from The Camp handy?"
He pulled out a photo album that started with black and white photos of The Camp. We looked through the picture together, then she pointed out one little girl. "There, see her vulva?"
"What's a vulva?" I asked.
"This whole region," she said drawing a circle in the air around her outer labia.
Looking back at the photo, I did see a puffy area with a slot that disappeared between her legs.
She put the album away and told Frank to show me to the restroom. I wasn't in there more than 30 seconds before I was squirting semen in the toilet.
I came back into the sun room and asked Grandma, "You said you had three babies, I only remember Mike and Ron."
"Our first baby was a girl, Sandra. She was born with a medical condition that wouldn't allow her to live long, and she died just a month after she was born."
"I'm so sorry Grandma."
"That's ok Noah that was 55 years ago."
"So you said you had some questions about camp?" Grandpa asked.
"Yeah, my mom gave me a box of condoms. Why would I need them at the camp?"
"One of The Camp rules is about sexual activity. That explicit sexual behavior is not permitted and no sexual activity in a public setting. I assume you've seen a movie with sexual behavior, you know, rated PG-13 or R." I nodded my head. "Well they don't want that kind of activity at The Camp. They don't want people dressing sexy or acting sexy out in view of other campers. The second part is the X rated stuff. They don't even like it when kissing gets hot and heavy. They don't try to control what you do in private, but don't want any of that in the public areas.
"Little kids couldn't care less about sex. They usually have no interest in it up to about Logan's age or even older. Adults are pretty good about it, they take it in somewhere private. Between these two groups are the 10 to 17 year olds. They are either pre-pubescent, are just hitting puberty, or have raging hormones. The pre-pubescent, like Logan, are curious about sex and are observant enough to see what's going on around them. Those just hitting puberty, are learning about their bodies and how much fun they can be. "Those with raging hormones are the ones Logan's mom is afraid of. They might take advantage of a younger child sexually for their own pleasure. Other side of their coin is they'll stick within their own group and have as much sex with each other as they can get, but aren't always careful about it, allowing young children to see them having sex.
"I suspect Logan is one of those, he's curious and he's seen a lot of sex. It is possible that someone in the older group tried doing something with him. He's been going to camp a few years now, and has seen older kids having sex, and may want to join in, but that can be dangerous. Nicole wants you to be a big brother to Logan. Protect him from that older element.
"Your mom knows you might get involved with the older group and get talked into having sex with them. Girls in that group can get pregnant, and boy or girls can give you sexually transmitted diseases or the SDTs that you learned about in sex education. So she wants you protected and that means wearing a condom with them. Nicole and your mom know you and Logan may experiment together and they don't want you bringing any diseases back to Logan or allowing Logan to go out on his own and getting hurt.
"This isn't a conversation to be embarrassed about Noah. We're discussing your and Noah's sexual wellbeing to keep you from catching AIDS and your future ability to have children. So I want an honest answer, have you ever experimented with any of your friends?"
"I've never had any close friends like that, but in Scouts, we've done a little masturbation and one guy and I have given each other blow jobs a couple of times, honest though, that's all, Scout's honor!" as I held up three fingers in the Scout Sign.
"That's good Noah, I believe you. When Logan wants to experiment with you, be gentle with him and let him experiment with you, don't make him find someone else to experiment with. You two are close enough in size that you'll fit in him without damage."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
"Your penis will fit through his anus during anal sex without tearing his skin.
"I don't think I would ever do that with anyone, especially not Logan!"
"Don't be too sure about that, Experimentation Stage one is masturbating yourself, Stage two is masturbating someone else, Stage three is giving someone oral sex, and Stage four is anal sex or vaginal sex.
"You've been here an hour and a half, this has been a good discussion, but I think it's time for you to go home. I'm going to call your mom and let her know what we discussed." We stood and walked to the front door, even though we had just talked about sex for an hour since I jacked off, I wasn't hard.
I took my robe off the hook and tossed it around my shoulders not really trying to close it in front and walked home. I went in and mom was on the phone with Mrs. Doyle. I threw my robe in my room and sat in the living room knowing there would be another conversation shortly.
"So you have a new set of grandparents?"
"Well kinda. That's what everyone at The Camp calls them and they suggested I call them that too."
"Honey, you know that picture of the male reproduction system you've looked up a few times?"
Shit, how did she know about that I wondered? "Uh, yeah."
"Would you go and find one just like it of the female reproduction system."
"I went to my room and googled up the image and mom came in with another chair and sat next to me."
"Could you go back to the results page?" I hit back and the screen filled with images of female bodies. She looked a couple seconds, pointed and asked me to bring up that one. I clicked and the image filled the screen.
"Patricia and Frank said your knowledge of the female body is a little light. I thought we could go over it quickly.
"This is the front view of the female body. I just could have stood in front of you, but I thought you might be embarrassed. Up here are the breasts. After pregnancy they produce milk for the baby to drink, but you probably don't remember that."
"No Mom, I don't. I think I was a little too young."
"Right. Other than the milk, they are also one of the erogenous zones of the female body. Each female is different in how she prefers to have them included during sex play. Just to give you the highlights, nipples can be licked, sucked, rubbed, or twisted. The breasts themselves can be handled and massaged, caressed, or licked. You'll have to work with your partner to determine what she prefers.
"Down here, zoom in below her belly button, this mound. Here, look over at me, I can show you it better." Below her tummy, she ran her hand over a mound of soft flesh. "This is the mons pubis. Ok, back to the picture. As Patricia showed you, this area is the vulva." She drew a circle on the screen with her finger. "Ok go back to the results again." I hit back bringing up the screen full of images. She pointed at another. "That one, please," she asked and I clicked. "This is the external genitalia. The vulva contains all these parts the labia majora, labia minora, clitoris, urethral opening and the vaginal opening. Would you like to see the real things? It's very easy to show you.
"Um, well, if it not too much trouble I would."
She turned towards me and spread her legs really wide, just like the picture. See the labia on each side, the little tiny hole is where my pee comes out, and below that is the opening to the vagina. This is where the penis goes during sex. The clitoris is up at the top where the labia come together."
"I don't see it."
"Give me your finger." I held up my index finger. He held my hand and directed the tip of my finger up under the labia till I could feel a bump. "That bump is the clitoris a very sensitive erogenous part of a girl. This is where women derive the most pleasure. It can be licked or as you're doing now, rubbed with a finger or a thumb. Ok, call up that first image you had." I retrieved the cross section of the women's pelvic area.
"All I want to show you here is the vagina. Once the penis is inserted in the vaginal opening, it slides back and forth in the vagina, eventually depositing the semen.
Anything else you want to know?
"What happens next?"
"Didn't you learn this in sex education?"
"They went over it, I wasn't that interested at the time. Now I'm interested."
"Ok, the sperm, supported by the mixture of other fluids that makes up the semen, travel up the vagina and through a tiny hole in the cervix. Let's change images again." I clicked back and mom picked the internal parts of the female reproduction system. "For the sperm cells that make it this far, the race is on. They continue to wiggle their way, looking like tiny microscopic tadpoles swimming, up through the uterus and into the fallopian tubes looking for the egg that may or may not be waiting there. If the female is old enough and it's the right few days within her menstrual cycle and the sperm cells find and egg, they try to wiggle their way through an outer coating. When the first one makes gets through, a change happens and all the other millions of sperm cells are locked out. The egg is now fertilized and a baby starts to grow. The egg moves down into the uterus and attaches to the wall. Nine months later, a baby is born."
"How do you know if a girl is old enough to get pregnant?"
"You can't tell from any outward signs. It's up to you to ask the girl if you need to prevent pregnancy. She'll know if it's needed.
Oh my gosh, look at the time, it's 10:30 and you have school tomorrow.
Mom, I've learned more in the past few hours between Mr. & Mrs. Doyle and you than I have in the past two weeks at school in all my classes combined.
"That's nice of you to say, but you are going to bed now, young man."
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School finally let out Friday afternoon and I bee-lined it for home. I changed into some board shorts and a Grand Canyon t-shirt. I grabbed my day pack and added my tooth brush and paste then rechecked the list for the 10th time, I had everything. I put my phone in a pouch of the pack. Logan's elementary school lets out before my high school, so they were on their way already. I kissed mom goodbye and sat on the front step waiting...
Their minivan turned on to my street and I yelled bye to mom and went out to the street to meet them. Logan was in the back seat, so I got in the back with him and secured my seat belt. I was as excited as a little kid on Christmas morning and maybe a little scared too.
Camp isn't that far from our town. Nicole had explained that most of the members were from the city and for them, in tonight's traffic, they would need 1 ½ to 3 hours depending on where in the city they lived, to get to camp. For us, camp was only 30 minutes away. It was just on the other side of Lake Keyo and up a dirt road.
When we turned off the pavement onto the dirt road, Nicole said to Logan, "OK." He released his seat belt and started pulling his shirt over his head. I realized that we must be getting close and I followed his lead in removing all our clothes. "We can leave these in the van and put them back on Sunday as we leave." We stopped at a padlocked gate and Nicole got out, and entered a combination into the lock and swung the gate open. She pulled the van through the gate and got out to close it and reset the lock. It was another mile down a bumpy road before we came to a small white building and a fence about 8 feet tall. There was a gate next to the building that looked like it rolled open. We parked, Nicole took her purse and said come on we have to go inside to register. There was a sign on the wall of the building: The Camp, A mountain resort, and in really small letters: Clothing Optional, Member of the Nudist Camp Assoc.
"Oh, now I get it!"
"Get what Noah?"
"All this time you've been talking about the camp. I thought there was another name for the camp, but The Camp is actually the name of the camp. Wow, that's confusing."
We entered the building among the pine trees that surrounded us now. Inside was an old couple. They were nude. The lady hung down like Grandma, but not as much.
"Welcome to The Camp! Hello Nicole, Logan, good to see you again, who's your friend Logan?"
"Wayland and Matilda, I would like you to meet Noah Barnes. Noah, this is Mr. and Mrs. Ellison, owners of The Camp."
I shook hands with both, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Nicole handed over the paper my mom had signed telling Matilda to keep it on file and Matilda filed it in a cabinet.
Wayland said to me, "Noah, since this is your first time, I'd like to go over some of The Camp's rules with you. Come with me and have a seat." We went to his office and he sat behind his desk and I sat on a chair next to it. Logan stood next to me.
"Well, you're already violating one of the rules. While you're here at The Camp, you are to carry a towel with you at all times, and when you sit on any furniture, you are expected to put your towel down first. I jumped up removing my offending butt from the furniture.
"That's ok Noah, don't worry about it, I have some wipes right here. Sit back down. "How old are you?"
"I'm 14 sir."
"So you're one of the older teens here this weekend. Have you ever been to a nudist resort before?"
"No sir."
"Since it's your first time, you're probably going to have a lot of erections."
"I've been practicing at home sir."
"That's good. But it's probably still going to happen. When you do get an erection just pull your towel over it to cover it till it goes away. If it won't go away you probably need to masturbate to get rid of it. Just find the nearest restroom, or slip away into the woods or behind a tree or bush or even a cabin." Sitting there just talking about erections and masturbating was making me hard.
"See, you need your towel right now. Here, you can use mine for a few minutes." I placed it over my lap and he continued.
"The other rules are: you must be nude to get into a pool or hot tub and shower before going in. We suggest you wear some sort of foot covering, flip flops or tennis shoes, we've had too many cut feet. Explicit sexual behavior is not permitted, no sexual activity in a public setting. It is very rude to stare at other guests, if you are going to have a conversation with someone make sure you are talking to them with proper eye contact like we are right now.
"Last one: do you have a cell phone with you?"
"Yes, sir, but it's just a flip phone. My mom hasn't given me a real one yet."
"Well, does it have a camera?"
"Yeah, but it takes lousy pictures."
"Well, no photography is allowed in camp. If you get your phone out, it needs to have a cover over the lens. Taking pictures gets you kicked out."
"I'll just leave it in my pack then."
"That sounds good, thank you."
He stood up, "Let's get you on your way. Are you done with my towel?"
"Yes sir, thank you," and I handed it back to him.
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Nicole owns an antique travel trailer that is parked here year-`round with hook-ups to sewer, water and electricity. We piled back in the van and headed to the trailer.
It was a really old trailer, up on cement blocks with flat tires. The outside wasn't much to look at, but inside everything worked, and was really clean. We carried the groceries in and helped put them away. She showed me how to flush the toilet, you have to turn on the water, let it fill then open the flapper valve at the bottom. Release the flapper, and turn off the water. And the shower is really cool too. You can sit on the toilet and take a shower at the same time. She explained showers are not taken in the trailer, but in one of the shower houses in camp.
Logan and I were to share a bunk up over the table at the front, Nicole had a bedroom in the back. She even had a door. Our bed was only a foot from the ceiling, but she explained the bed swung out and down when we were ready to go to sleep, we would have about 3 feet of headroom. Just don't sit up too fast in the middle of the night.
Nicole went to her bedroom and removed her clothes. She hadn't closed her door and seeing her taking her clothes off, I started getting hard. I grabbed my towel holding it in front of me hiding my nearly full erection.
"Can we go momma?" Logan pleaded.
"Ok, grab your towels. Be back when the lights come on for dinner."
Logan grabbed my arm and pulled me outside. "Were you getting a boner watching my momma take her clothes off?" he asked.
"Yeah. In case you haven't noticed, your mom has a very nice body. She's kinda hot, really. Her tits are really big. Where's the nearest restroom, I gotta go."
"You gotta pee or do something else? Logan asked.
"Something else. I haven't jacked off since lunch and I need to."
Logan took my hand and pulled me off the road into a stand of trees. We were completely shielded from view of any of the trailers. "This is where most of the guys jack-off that stay in the trailers or the campsites before they walk into the recreation center area."
Logan kneeled beside me and wrapped his fingers around my cock and started sliding up and down. I've never had anyone handle my cock for me before and it was feeling really good. My eyes closed and my head leaned back, I felt like I was in a dream. A warm wetness enveloped my glans. Oh, god, Logan was giving me my first blow job.
I reach out with both hands grabbing his head and push him away from me. "Logan, stop."
"What? Am I doing something wrong?" as he held on to my dick.
"No, that's not it. Actually, it feels really good. Have you ever had cum in your mouth before?"
"No, what's the big deal, I've see lots of guys and girls do that before.
"Well cum is unlike any other substance you've ever tasted before. The texture is thick and gooey and the flavor may not be what you expect. Some people don't like it. I want you to try it before someone cums in your mouth. Why don't you just go back to jacking me off and just before I ejaculate, I'll take over and cum into your hand"
"Ok." he replied very unemotionally.
"When I tell you, stop jacking, hold out your hand like this." I held my hand as if I was going to cup water from a stream with it.
"Ok." And he started rubbing my shaft again. I was horny as hell and he soon had me breathing hard and moaning. Really enjoying my first ever hand job performed by someone else. "Oh look, that clear stuff is dripping out again."
"You can taste that if you want." He leaned forward and licked the end of my dick.
"Oh, that's good, really sweet!"
"Ok, stop jacking!" he let go, and cupped his hand in front of me. I grabbed my cock and continued to beat it. "Oh, I'm gonna cum Logan, almost there. I'm gonna cum ... get ready!" He held his hand in front of me and I laid the glans against his fingers. "I'm cumming!" Cum spurted out the end of my dick hitting him in the palm of his hand. Four strong spurts filled his palm. I stopped jacking and bent over, my hands on my knees, and I was breathing hard. I relaxed about 30 seconds and stood up. My heartbeat was returning to normal. I kneeled next to him and put my hand under his. "Let's see what you got there little buddy."
There was a pool of thick white fluid. "Stick your finger in it Logan" He stuck a finger in and felt it with his thumb, and I did the same thing. "Now, let's taste it." I went first and just dipped the tip of my tongue in the pool. He did the same.
"It's really gooey" Logan said.
"Doesn't have a whole lot of flavor does it? What do you taste?"
"It's a little salty."
"What do you think? Good or bad?"
"Meh, neither really."
"Ok, here's the real test. Take the rest in your mouth and swirl it around." I was having Logan do something I've never even done before. I'd never even tasted myself before just now. He put his hand to his bottom lip and tipped his hand up, allowing the pool of semen to flow onto his tongue. I could see him swirl it around and almost look like he was chewing with his mouth shut. "When you're ready, you can swallow it. He swirled some more then I saw his Adam's apple move up and down in his throat indicating he had swallowed.
"Ok, what do you think?"
"Like a vanilla milk shake, with salt instead of vanilla, and warm instead of cold."
"So nothing like a vanilla milk shake?"
"Yeah, not even close."
"So if you give someone a blow job, that's what is going to happen in your mouth, semen squirts out, then the last of it dribbles out. The amount can vary, sometimes more. When young boys first start producing semen, it's watery and tastes sweeter.
I was still holding his hand that was still coated with semen. I pulled it up to my mouth and licked it off, releasing his hand. I detected the salt too, but I could also taste a little sweetness too. I looked down and my dick was now swinging free. "Where are we going now?"
"The recreation center."
"Ok, lead on." I got up from my knees and wiped off the pine needles and we headed to the rec. center. "Why don't you show me around?"
We came out of the trees and back on the road, in the 15 minutes we'd been in there, we could see that several additional cars had arrived.
We got down near the pool, and changed our minds deciding to go swimming before it got any cooler. We entered the enclosure and the guard greeted Logan, "Hey Logan. Who's your friend?"
"This is my big brother, Noah."
"Wait a minute Logan, you don't have a brother."
"I know, but if I did, this would be him."
By then we had walked up to the guard tower. He looked down at me, "So, Noah, can you swim?"
"I replied proudly, I'm a Boy Scout and I have Swimming and Life Saving Merit badges."
"That's cool, what troop are you in?"
"1126"
"Really? I'm in 1154, we're in the same district. Were you at the spring Camporee up at Castle Lake?
"Yeah, my patrol won the knot tying relay."
"You were the guys that beat us in the run-off. I thought you looked a little familiar, but you probably look a lot different with a uniform on."
"Ya, think? Hey, wouldn't it be fun to have the next camporee here?"
"It would be for all the girls with 200 little boy scouts running around with their little dickies hanging out.
"What's your name?"
"Alex."
"Nice to meet you Alex."
We stayed at the pool a lot longer than we planned. The longer we stayed, the more cars arrived. The members that lived in the city were now arriving. It was starting to get darker and the overhead pole lights automatically turned on. Logan found me and pointed at the lights. That's what momma meant when she said to be home when the lights come on, time to go, Noah. We got out, dried off and headed to the trailer for dinner.
Nicole was sitting outside. She had a barbeque going and had a fire laid in the fire pit.
We had BBQ chicken for dinner then helped cleaned up, I only got one erection watching Nicole's boobs bounce around which I expertly covered. Logan took me back to the rec center after dinner. I hung out with Logan which meant I was the oldest guy in his group of friends, they were all 9 to 12 years old, except me. So that meant when they decided to do body painting, my body was the obvious choice. His group was a mixture of boys and girls. It seems that girls were just starting to leave the yucky cootie stage and entering the somewhat interesting phase. There was this one 12 year old girl that really liked me. She would rub her vulva (new word I learned this week) against my leg. I let my hand down either at my side or behind me and she would lean against it, directing my fingers in between her labia. There was that spot in there she really liked me to rub that mom called the clitoris. I found out her name was Amanda. She's really pretty too.
The group moved on from body painting to something else and Amanda and I hung back. She talked me into going for a walk. We neared the rec center showers and she suggested we use them to remove the body paint. I headed towards the boys shower. She pulled me to the girls shower, "No one is ever in here. We can go together." I figured there shouldn't be a difference when we're all naked anyway.
The showers were nice and warm and had curtains across the stall openings. Amanda found some soap and helped me clean the paint off. She started on my back and worked down over my butt, then started working on my legs. She did one leg at a time and got it all soapy and rubbed her hands up and down, one hand on either side of the leg. As she neared the top I had to spread my legs so she could get all the way up between them. A couple times she ran her hand under my balls and across my perineum. My dick was out of her way. By now it was hard and pointed in the opposite direction.
When she finished my first leg she moved across my pelvic area, I thought towards my other leg, but she stopped and started working on the paint on my dick. Her soapy hands felt good as they alternatively stroked my dick. "If you keep doing that Amanda, you're going to make me cum," I warned her. She moved me into the spray of the shower and the soap rolled off my lower body.
She was still on her knees and leaned in taking my penis in her mouth. I was already on the verge of an orgasm, and her mouth took me to new heights I'd never experienced with my hand before.
With my hand, it was pretty straight forward. I'd jack my dick, usually lying on my back, the tickles started and quickly built up. I'd jack harder and the orgasm would hit. 4 squirts later it would be over and I would be breathing heavy.
But this time her mouth was like heaven. The saliva in her mouth was slippery and added an extra special feeling to my usually dry jack-off sessions. And she didn't just take me in and suck, she held the base of my dick in her hand and would suck me in, and bob up and down a few times, then take me out and use her hands on me, then put her mouth back over my dick. Using my hand I would have cum by now, but she was still making me squirm, reveling in the pleasure she was giving me. The tickles did start, but they took their time building. It was like the TV show of the Mt. St. Helens volcano, when they showed it erupting in slow motion, the rumbling down deep inside the volcano, and little bits of it shooting out the top. The rumbling was the tickles starting, coming out the top was my pre-cum trying to drip but being licked away by an eager tongue.
I fell back against the shower wall, my body was overcome with his massive buildup of wonderful feelings, my testicles now tingling as well and pulled up tight like I just got out of the pool. I imagined they were sending out my sperm to travel through the internal tubes to my urethra. I grabbed Amanda's head as I cried out, "I'm cumming." My hips pushed forward seeking a place to deposit my sperm. She pulled away, still holding my penis in one hand, but keeping her lips just behind the corona, the ridge at the bottom of the glans of my penis.
My first squirt entered her mouth. She pulled away and aimed my dick at her face just as my second squirt launched and landed directly between her closed eyes. She put me back I her mouth and my final 3 squirts found her tongue I guess. I was finished, the head of my dick hurt with her mouth touching it, and I had to pull away. I put my hands under her arms and pulled her up to her feet. I put my lips to hers and pushed my tongue in seeking her tongue. We touched and I could taste my semen. Remembering where my second squirt landed, I licked my semen that was now running down her cheeks and licked up to her still closed eyes and licked away all of my fluids.
This was my very first sexual experience with a girl, and the first time I've ever produced 5 shots of sperm, and that was also the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced. I held Amanda close and slumped down onto the little seat in the shower stall. Sitting there my face was against her chest and I realized she was soft. Her breasts had started developing. They weren't big or even close, but there were definitely there.
Amanda talked me into standing again so she could continue washing the paint from my body. The shower had dissolved a lot of it, but more soap was required. She went back to her knees and working on the remaining paint on my other leg. Every time her hands came up, she'd bump into my balls or my dick teasing me. After that most satisfying orgasm, I had gone back completely soft, but with her accidental bumps and touches, I was beginning to plump up again and I told her so. "If you're not careful, you're going to make me hard again."
"I know," she said as she teased me again by licking the head of my dick which hastened my new erection along.
She finished my leg and moved to my arms. We heard the door open and close and someone turned on another shower. She continued to work on me quietly. The water turned off. "Is that you Amanda?" the voice said.
"Yeah, that you Samantha?
"Yeah, who you got in there?" the voice had moved to just outside our stall.
"The new guy, Noah, Logan's big brother."
"Hi Noah, welcome to The Camp. You're pretty hot you know."
"Uh, thanks."
"Mind if I pop in for a sec?" she asked.
"Sure come on in." Amanda replied and the curtain swept open and there stood a girl about my age. Her breasts were more developed than Amanda's and were nice mounds with nipples that stuck out.
"Oh, nice dick! So that was you the little kids were painting?"
"Yeah. That was me."
She pulled the curtain back closed and said, "See you back inside in a few."
"Yeah, see ya." I called out as the outer door opened.
"She wants you."
"You think so? Who was that?"
"I know so. That's Samantha. She'll fuck any boy who can get hard and you certainly fill that requirement. I know she fucked your brother."
"He's not really my brother, but like he says, if he had one I would be him." Wait, she and Logan fucked?
She was just finishing up removing the last of the paint and her hands massaged my nipples. I never realized my nipples were sensitive, but my dick throbbed as she played with them. She pulled me into the spray and rinsed all the soap away. "It's my turn for a little fun."
"Ok, what?"
She stepped up on the seat I had sat on earlier. I want you to eat me out."
I had no idea what she wanted, "You may not believe this, but you're the first girl I've been naked with. I don't really know what you want me to do."
"You know where my pussy is?"
"Yes."
"Put your tongue in there and lick around till you find something I like, you'll know when I do."
"You want me to lick your clitoris?"
"That's exactly what I want. She spread her legs as far as the bench allowed and I leaned in and ran my tongue up between her labia to where they joined and pushed in searching for her bump among the folds of skin. I found it and she told me she liked it by thrusting her hips at my face. I played with it with my tongue. I ran circles around it, and Amanda moaned in pleasure. I felt the bump getting harder and it got a little longer. I could just get my lips around it and I sucked on it. I flicked it with the end of my tongue. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in tight. "Aaaaaahhh," she cried. "Lick lower now." I worked down her slit and pushed my tongue into her vagina. She was hot and slippery inside, in fact there was fluid slowly dripping from her vaginal opening.
"I want you in me Noah." I pushed my tongue in deeper. "NO. I want your dick in me." I pulled my face away and tried to reach her with my dick, but she was too high standing on the seat. I pulled her to me and she wrapped her legs and arms around me. My dick was poking her perineum and all I had to do was move it around a little and my dick slid in and she settled down on me.
Oh, this is different I thought to myself. It's hot up inside her and very slippery, the sides of her vagina felt like velvet and encompassed my penis completely, not like a mouth, more like a glove, a soft velvety glove gripping my penis. I push my hips forward and up and slid in some more then pulled back bringing my dick out too.
"Hold me," she said as she released my neck. One hand went down between us and started rubbing in her pussy. I kept pushing up and in then pulling back out. I did it over and over till I felt her legs tighten around me she really clamped them around my waist and she pulled herself back to my chest with just one arm. I felt her whole body tense up and I could feel fresh fluid surrounding my penis and running down and dripping from my balls. I shoved my hips up almost violently and my semen again burst forth as another orgasm crashed over me.
I stumbled from the shower pushing past the curtain still holding Amanda tight and I sat her on the edge of a sink, my dick still buried in her vagina, my forth squirt of cum just leaving my dick. I was near the point of collapse, all I could do was stand there and try to not drop her. Her whole body relaxed, her arm not holding herself to me, nor were her legs keeping us together.
The door swung open and a figure walked in. We're caught. I'm going to be kicked out of camp.
"Noah, are you in here?" Logan asked.
I didn't answer because I couldn't talk. Logan walked right up next to us. He walked behind me and around to the other side. My breathing was returning to normal and so was Amanda's. My heart rate was dropping too. I pulled back from between her legs and Noah watched my penis slowly pull out of her vagina and dropped down completely deflated. He saw some of my cum mixed with her vaginal fluids dripping from her labia.
I quickly grabbed a towel from the shower and turned the water off and cleaned us both up and helped Amanda off the sink down to the floor.
I felt badly that Logan had caught me in that position. Amanda and I kissed one more time and she left us alone. "Come on Logan, let's get out of here." I took his hand and led him out of the girl's bathroom.
"What ya thinking Logan?
"You and Amanda were doing what Samantha had me do to her last month, except we were in the trees. She kept telling me to fuck her hot cunt, and other things. Is that what you were doing, fucking?
"Yeah, that's one of the things they call it." That made me realize that I had just fucked, FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER, I'm not a virgin any more.
"Let's sit down and talk. Ok?"
"Sure."
The correct clinical name for what you saw me and Ananda doing is called `sexual intercourse'. That is when a boy puts his penis in a girl's vagina. He pushes it in and out till he has an orgasm. If he's old enough and his body makes sperm, he shoots some of it up inside the vagina. There are a bunch of other names for it. Some just call it having sex; what Samantha called it, `fucking'; making love; screwing; some people say they slept with someone, when they really had sex; some even call it `getting lucky'.
"Back in the old days, before our parents were born, sex was saved for after two people got married. Well, not everyone saved it, but "good" people did.
"Attitudes are different now and sex is something that makes you feel good and both people are having a good time doing it. Did you have a good time doing it with Samantha?"
"Well not really, she took my hand and pulled me back into the trees. She laid out on her towel and had me get between her legs. She held my dick and rubbed it till it got hard, then she pulled me down and had my put it in her. She called it her pussy. That's when she started telling me to fuck her hot cunt and stuff. She pushed and pulled on my hips so my dick would slide in and out of her pussy. She did that a couple minutes and told me not to tell anyone `cause we'd both be kicked out for fucking."
"So you didn't get any good feelings with her?"
"No, nothing special."
I'm sorry your time with her wasn't very nice. She really shouldn't have done that with you without your permission. If you want, I'll work with you to show you how to have what some kids call the tingles, but it is actually an orgasm.
Like what you did to me in the shower last weekend?
Yeah, that's one way, I can show you others. Your orgasm will be what they call a dry orgasm, it's dry because you're a little too young and don't produce semen yet.
When will I?"
"It's hard to say, every boy is different, you might be 12 or 12 ½ or even 13 before you start. But dry cums are great, you can have lots of them and you don't make a mess. You can even cum in school in your pants, and nobody will know unless they see you jerking yourself."
"Logan was more upbeat again. You ready to go back inside?"
"Can we go somewhere and you show me the tickles?"
"Is there some place private around here?"
"Sure, come with me." He took my hand and pulled me be behind the closed snack bar. We were out of the light, but it wasn't dark and was pretty private. We laid our towels side by side and laid down.
"Turn on your back." I told him. "We're going to start with the most basic way that you can do anytime you want. This is called masturbating."
"I've heard that term before."
"Masturbating is when you use your hand to rub your penis till you have your orgasm." Just lying there he was getting excited, his little 3" dick was already standing straight up. "When your penis is hard like this, it's called an erection or a hard-on. And this is where you can start to masturbate." I reached over and held his dick between my thumb and two fingers. "You can try this for yourself and figure out which grip feels best for you. Some guy like the over the top grip." I changed to my hand on top of his penis and my thumb and three fingers surrounded his dick and rubbed him a few times. "But for this time let's try the plain grip." I switched back to thumb and two fingers. "Holding it tight as you like, you just rub up and down." I demonstrated the technique. "Let me know when you feel something." He laid there in silence letting me play with his penis for a few minutes. I detected a couple jerky movements of his hips.
"I'm feeling something," he said, "but it feels like I have to pee."
"That's good, that's how it starts, and you're not going to pee, just go with it."
"Oh, I really have to pee now." He tried to get up, but I held him in place.
"You're almost there, let it go, don't try to hold back."
"Ooooh, that feels good. His whole body tightened up. Aaaaahhhh," he exclaimed as his first masturbation orgasm released a flood of feelings. "That is so cool, that felt so much better than last month," he said after relaxing less than a minute.
"Ready to go again? You do it this time. He reached up and held his dick as I had and started pumping his shaft. Seems like it was only a couple minutes later and I saw his hips jerk again and a couple whimpers came out, then another "Aaaaahhhh and his toes pointed straight down." He released his dick and laid his head back and just breathed. His dick shriveled back up.
"Oh wow, that is awesome."
"And you can do that as often as you want, but if you do it too frequently, you might rub a raw spot on your dick, then you have to stop for a while so you can heal. My dick was rock hard again after playing with Logan's dick and wasn't going down anytime soon. I was going to have to jack off again. I wrapped my fingers around it and started doing myself.
"Can I do that for you?" Logan asked. I took my hand away and let him take over. I laid back to enjoy the ride. He did a good job and had me going good. Then I felt the warm moist embrace. I glanced down and could only see the top of Logan's head. He had switched to giving me a blow job. I didn't last long after that and I gave up three solid shots of cum. He sat back on his haunches and I could see him working my semen around in his mouth before swallowing. "That wasn't bad, I like your cum Noah. I'll do that for you any time you want."
We waited another minute and got up and went back to the rec center and met up with his friends again.
I saw Amanda and went over to talk to her. We went outside where it was more private. "Remember you telling me about Samantha fucking Logan?
"Yeah, she did."
Well Logan confirmed your story except it was rape. She forced him back into the trees."
"Yeah, your right, she was having to pull him pretty hard."
"Have you told her what you and I did in the shower tonight?"
"Fuck no, I don't tell that slut nothing. Sorry, that slipped."
"Gee, tell me how you really feel about her?"
"Well, I just don't like her much." she said smiling.
"Good. If anyone asks, tonight you were just helping me get the paint off. Nothing more. I'm going to confront her about raping Logan so she won't rape any other little 10 year olds. She may try to use seeing us in there together against me and we can deny anything happened and she has no proof.
"Tell me again what you saw when she took Logan into the woods."
"It was around 8:30 and fairly dark. I saw Samantha come out of the rec center pulling Logan along behind her. He was pulling back at her like he didn't want to go with her. I followed them back into the woods, by the time I caught up with them, she was lying on her towel and had Logan lying on top of her. I heard her tell Logan, fuck my hot cunt, then stick it in deeper you little fucker. She had her hands on his hips and was pulling him in and pushing him back out, `cause Logan didn't know what to do. That's when I left. It was disgusting."
"Ok I'm going to talk to her and tell her I have an eye witness, but I won't tell her it's you."
I let her go back inside and I went around to the other door before going in. Logan and his friends were watching one of the Superman movies. It will end at 10 PM and then the rec center goes into night mode with reduced lighting, no TV, and not much to do. I saw Samantha over with some of the older crowd. I walked over and stood next to her.
When she realized I was there, she said, "Hey there new guy, you ready for another round in the shower with someone who knows how to fuck?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I saw you and Amanda in there, sharing a shower. You did fuck her, didn't you?"
"Amanda was helping me get the paint off those little kids put all over me."
"Oh, sure she was."
"That's what we were doing. I don't know what you thought you saw."
"I may not have seen you, but I know what goes on in those showers."
"Hey, would you mind going outside where we can talk?"
"Oh baby, you're talking already."
We walked out to the tables and she sat on the end putting one foot on the seat completely opening her vulva to me.
"What do you want to talk about?" she asked.
"Actually, I'm going to talk and you're going to listen.
"You raped Logan Xavier last month. He told me the whole story. You forced him back into the trees and made him have sex with you, as much as you can have sex with a 10 year old."
She stomped her foot down and pushed me backwards with two hands to my chest. "You don't have any proof of that! It's his word against mine."
"I have an eye witness that completely corroborates the story he told me."
"You can't, no one saw us."
"Yeah, someone did and is willing to tell the details."
"You can't believe that bitch Amanda. She a lying sack of shit. She'd say anything to get me in trouble."
"Well here's the deal. I'm not going to turn you in, yet. But if I ever see you working a little kid ever again, I will turn you in and you'll be banned from The Camp."
"You try that and I'll tell them about you and Amanda. You'll both be banned."
"I don't think so Sam, you can't be banned when you didn't do anything wrong. The other thing I might do is tell some of the older group that you like raping little boys. You won't be able to show your face around here again. This is your last warning. You rape another little kid and I'll ruin you!"
I was sure I put the fear of God in her and would have no further problem with her. I went inside and sat next to Logan for the last 15 minutes of Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice. The movie ended and a few minutes later the lights started going out till only a few were left. You were allowed to stay and talk and do other quiet stuff, but no one did, so Logan and I went back to the trailer.
Nicole was waiting for us and when she saw us coming, she lit the fire in the pit. We joined her and talked about my first day as a nudist.
"I heard you had a whole group of artists painting your body."
"Yeah, they had fun, it wasn't too bad. I'll have to admit it, I had fun too."
"Did you meet anyone interesting?"
`Well, one of Logan's friends, Amanda, she's really nice. She helped me get the paint off."
"In the girl's shower I hear."
I'm pretty sure I blushed at that point but it was dark and you couldn't tell.
And then there's Samantha, she a real . . ."
"Witch." Nicole finished my sentence.
We did roasted marshmallows over the fire and Nicole had hot chocolate for us. She had also lowered the bunk Logan and I would share and set up the ladder. At 10:45 we crawled into the bunk and Nicole went to her room at the back and closed the door.
We waited a while and started talking in whispers.
"How did she know I was in the girl's shower?
"She a momma. Mommas know things. It's almost scary."
"Think she knows what else Amanda and I did?"
"Probably not, only 2 of you really know. She may suspect though. And I didn't tell anyone what I saw. Can I have your cum again?"
"Well ok, then I make you tingle again too."
He lifted the sheet and wiggled down to where he could get my penis in his mouth and started sucking and running his lips up and down my shaft. He stopped and pulled away. "What's the name of this part again?"
"Which part?"
"The end, the very top."
I reached down and touched the part he was questioning. This is the glans, and the ridge around it is called the corona."
He put his mouth back over my glans and went back to work. I tried to push my hips at him, but I could feel the whole trailer move so I laid still and let Logan do the work. He actually ran his tongue around the corona and tickled me where the glans connects to the shaft on the underside. As he did that I gave him what he asked for except this time he got four squirts. He wiggled back up to the pillows and we laid face to face. I pulled him closer and kissed him on the lips and he kissed back.
"Open your mouth this time," I told him. I kissed him again and felt his jaw move lower. I snaked my tongue between his lips and into his mouth. I moved about his mouth touching his tongue and moved over his teeth. He picked up on the idea and I got his tongue in my mouth too. He tasted good, after all, it was my cum I was tasting. I reached down and took hold of his dick with the over the top grip and started masturbating him, but the repetitive motion was shaking the bed, so I switched to sucking him off. I whispered to him, "I'll suck you off twice if you don't make any noise." His little dick got really hard and he dry cummed fairly quickly, but he stayed quiet and I kept sucking, a couple minutes later he orgasmed again. He didn't go soft so I just kept on sucking he managed a third dry orgasm and I released him. We laid side-by-side and allowed our orgasmic bliss to put us to sleep.
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