Date: Tue, 2 Jul 2019 00:57:41 +0000 (UTC)
From: arthurjbach@yahoo.com
Subject: Adventures at Summer Camp, Part 2 (Adult/Youth Bi)

This story is fictional, and no character is meant to represent a person,
living or dead.  It depicts the fantasy of sexual contact between minors
and adults.  If this is not something that interests you and/or you are not
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Adventures at Summer Camp, Part 2

The morning finished with a ropes course activity, and then we went for
lunch.  After lunch everyone had a little free time before we went on to
our next activity.  I was with a group of campers, Jon included, showing
them one of my favorite parts of the camp.

"See this tree?  This tree was part of a fun thing we did at Adventure
Camp.  We were doing a follow the leader activity where we were all
connected to a rope, and we had to climb up through this tree."  The tree
was almost completely hollowed out at the base, creating a room large
enough for a normal sized person to stand in.  It opened at the top,
allowing you to climb up and over.

"You climbed up that thing?" Jon asked.

"Yup."

"Prove it," Becca said.  Becca was a camper who I had had before at camp.
She was tall and long legged, with light brown hair and blue eyes.  She had
braces and for her age she was very cute.  I could tell she would grow up
to be a hottie.  She came to camp this summer with the swellings of new
breasts that I got a nice view of at the pool when she was in her bathing
suit.

"Okay," I responded.  I got in and turned around, facing the hole.  I found
my foothold and pushed myself up, grabbing a piece of wood that was jutting
out from the inside.  Within seconds I had reached the top of the hole and
pulled myself up, looming over the campers.  They all seemed impressed.

"That's awesome," Jon said as I jumped down.  "Can I try?"

"Sure," I responded.  "I just want to be there to spot you in case you
fall."  Jon was satisfied with this and entered the tree, turning around to
face me.  I leaned and pointed to the knob that I stepped on.  "Put your
foot here and push up.  You'll find a good hand hold when you get up
there."

Jon followed my instructions and was soon climbing the tree.  What I
discovered with Jon was that when he spread his legs apart his shorts rode
up his sexy, tan thighs, and the bottoms of his gray boxer briefs were
showing, the same briefs I had pulled down just a few hours prior.  No real
worry though as the tight material protected his genitals from actually
being on display.

Jon made it to the top with no problem and jumped down.

"I'm next," Becca said.

"Okay, same deal...I'll spot you."

"Okay," she replied.  She went into the tree, and I pointed out the
foothold and handheld and away she went.

The effect of her legs being spread open was a little bit more problematic
than it was for Jon.  Becca wore the very short and loose running shorts
that girls often wore, and I could tell right away that I was going to get
an eyeful.

But nothing could have prepared me for what I saw.  When her legs opened to
claim the adjacent foothold, her shorts opened as well, revealing the fact
that for whatever reason today she wore no underwear.  In a microsecond, I
acquired a mental snapshot of her genital area.  I could just make out some
soft, downy pubic hair at the top of her vulva.  Because her legs were
spread, I could clearly see her clit hood, and the varying shades of pink
that made up her inner and outer lips.  At the bottom was her butthole,
clean and enticing.  It was the perfect looking pussy.

And it was on display to me and all the campers behind me.  She stayed in
that position for what seemed like an eternity, and I didn't know what to
do.  Part of me wanted to walk away, but I was also there for safety
reasons.

Finally, she shifted positions and the show was over.  She made it up to
the top of the tree without any further incident and jumped down.

Our dean called us over to the cabin, which meant that we were about to
start our next activity.  Saved by the bell.  We started to walk over when
Jon and I made eye contact...he was wide eyed after what he saw.  I'm sure
he never saw a real live pussy before.  He absentmindedly tugged at his
crotch as he smiled at me.

Later that night we were getting ready for lights out when Jon approached
me, an anxious look on his face.

"What's up, bud?" I asked.

"Uh, I'm really sorry, but I forgot my inhaler at the pool.  I left it in
the changing room."

"Oh, that's okay.  We'll head over and get it."

He looked relieved.  "Thank you so much."

I told the dean that we were going to go over together, and we walked the
path that led back to the swimming pool.  We chatted along the
way...nothing too interesting, just about sports and how much he hated his
school.

We arrived at the change house and I used the camp keys to open the boys
side and let him in.  "Go on in, I'll wait out here for you."

"Okay," he said and went on in.  My mind wandered back to the days events,
jerking Jon off, getting jerked off by Jon, and then seeing Becca's pussy.
I could feel my cock start to swell, and I hoped the boys went to sleep
early so I could get a good jerk off in before bed.

"Hey Alex, can you help me?" I heard Jon's voice say.

"Sure," I responded and walked into the changing room.  When I entered the
main area of the room, I saw Jon stripped down to his gray boxer briefs,
his erection pushing the material out.

"I'm sorry, I lied.  I didn't leave my inhaler here.  I needed to ejaculate
again," he said, using the formal word.  I smiled at him.  "Cum," I
corrected, letting my basketball shorts fall down to my ankles.  I stepped
out of them, my almost completely hard cock pushing at the front of my gray
briefs.  "You need to cum again."

"I need to cum again," he said, mimicking my words.  I pulled my shirt over
my head and tossed it to the side.  I stood in front of him, my hand
immediately going to his hardness, and his to mine.  I sighed as his hand
manipulated my throbbing erection, and he did the same.

"Becca today," he started, as I slid my hand down into the front of his
underwear, grabbing his cock and starting to stroke it slowly.

"I know," I responded, as he replied in kind and slid his hand into the
front of my underwear, pulling on my dick.  "I can't believe that
happened."

"That was my...fuck...first pussy I ever saw," he stammered as I lowered
his underwear down to his thighs.

"I thought it might be," I replied as he pulled my underwear down, freeing
my cock.  I leaned close to him and let a dollop of saliva land on his cock
that was in my hand.  I slathered the immature length of it, from the tip
of his cock down his downy pubes which soon became saturated in my spit.

"I would have never been able to sleep," he said, and let his spit fall on
my cock, his hand now moving slickly up and down my shaft.  "I just keep
thinking about that pussy....on my dick....fuck, that feels so good."

I suddenly had an idea.  "Jon, close your eyes."  He looked at me
questioningly.  "Trust me, close your eyes, and imagine Becca's pussy
sucking your cock in."

"Okay," he said and closed his eyes.  I continued to stroke him as I
kneeled in front of him, his cock now just a few inches from my face.  I
gently played with his balls as I brought my mouth closer and closer to his
body.

I opened my mouth, my heart beating in my chest over the excitement about
what I was about to do.  Covering my teach with my lips, I pushed forward
and pulled his cock into my mouth, the tart flavor of his boyhood
overwhelming my senses.  I took it all in one fell swoop, sucking his cock
in so that my chin was against his hairless sack and my top lip in his
downy pubes.

I held my head in place; Jon looked down at me with joy and fear and shock
and confusion in his eyes.  I pulled back slowly, letting my tongue and
lips slide against the rigid stalk of his boycock all the way to the tip,
swirled my tongue around the engorged head, and slowly slid back down to
the root, his pubes tickling my nose.

I grabbed onto his butt, encouraging him to fuck my mouth with his immature
dick, and through instinct he seemed to know to grab onto either side of my
head.  I began sucking him in a steady rhythm, making sure that my mouth
made it all the way out to the head before plummeting back down to the
bottom of his cock.

After about a minute of this sucking routine, Jon finally spoke.  "I'm
gonna cum Alex.  Jesus, I'm gonna cum.  Watch out Alex, I'm
gonna....ah....fuck, I'm cumming!"

And cum he did.  With a forceful thrust he slammed in my mouth, pushing his
cock as far as it would go, and then some.  I felt his dick increase in
hardness, and then buck out a shot of semen onto the back of my tongue.
Click, click, click, went his dick, firing more sweet treats into my
waiting throat.  I continued to manipulate his cock with my tongue as he
came, until it become too much for him and he backed away, his wet cock
plopping out of my mouth with a plop.

He looked down at me panting, unable to speak.  Wordlessly he grabbed me by
the shoulders and pointed me towards the bench, and I sat down.  He got on
his knees in front of me, his boxer briefs still bunched up around his
thighs, and he took hold of my rock hard cock, stroking it a few times
before repeating my actions and swallowing it down.  He couldn't quite get
as far as I could, but he was a quick learner, swirling his tongue around
my sensitive head.

"Yeah, Jon, that's nice.  Just make sure you keep your teeth covered, and
use lots of tongue.  Yeah, that's it."  He started to go up and down, his
lips dragging along the head and back down.  "Use your hand to stroke the
part you can't get to."  He obliged, his right hand coming up and holding
my cock down by the root.

I could feel my orgasm start to build, although I was still a few minutes
away.  Growing impatient and not wanting to get caught, I decided to finish
myself off but still give him the treat he most likely wanted.

I pulled my cock from his mouth and started stroking my well lubed stalk.
"Open your mouth Jon," I ordered, and he did, lounge out, eyes waiting for
the prize.  Within seconds I went over the edge, and shot a wad of cum
right onto his waiting tongue.  The look on his face was surprise, but he
stayed there while I emptied my load into his mouth.  I had a little
trouble with my accuracy as my orgasm ravished my body, and a little landed
on his left cheek while some dribbled down his chin.

Sure that my cock had been emptied.  I pulled him up to me and inspected
his cum ravaged face.  Having a kind of weird impulse, I started licking my
cum off his face.  I licked all round, his nose, his chin, and when I felt
like he was clean, I started kissing him, pushing my tongue into his mouth,
tasting my cum on his tongue.

I finished the kiss and looked at him.  "Let's go horny boy.  Maybe we can
do this again tomorrow."