Date: Tue, 28 Nov 2017 06:13:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: Charlie Smith <charycharlie@yahoo.com>
Subject: David at Day Camp Part 1 - Suggested for Adult-Youth

David at Day Camp Part 1

This is a work of fiction. Please stay away from real children. Real people
can get hurt.

 "We're missing someone," Courtney said as she lined the campers up,
talking loudly over the din of 20 middle schoolers at the end of a day of
summer camp.

 "David must still be in the bathroom," I said, "You go ahead and take the
rest to aftercare, I'll get him."

 "Alright, see you tomorrow," she said as she tried to start herding the
kids.

 I entered the bathroom/locker room as Courtney took the rest of the
campers out of the gym and across the parking lot to the aftercare gym. The
chattered quickly faded off. The locker room was a rectangular room with
lockers running along the two side walls away from the door, a long bench
parallel to each, with the fixtures in the back, toilets to one side and
showers to the other. David was sitting on one of the benches, facing the
center of the room, wearing only red swim trunks. I paused for a moment to
admire his thin, smooth thirteen-year old chest, lightly tanned; his buzzed
brown hair still wet from swimming; and the faint fuzz running up his
legs. He didn't really have much muscle, but no fat either. He had his shoe
in his lap and was pulling at a knot in the laces. His dark brown eyes were
focused on it. I shook myself back to reality. "Hey, the rest of the kids
left for aftercare already; what's taking you so long?"

 "I can't get this knot out," he said, dropping his hands to his sides in
exasperation.

 "Here, let me try." I sat down next to him, straddling the bench, taking
the shoe from him. Our hands touched for a moment. I set the shoe down on
the bench between my legs and started working on the knot. David slid
closer to watch me. His leg rested against my knee and he leaned his head
over so that it was a few centimeters from mine.

 After a minute or so I had the knot out of the laces and I handed the shoe
back to him. He put his hand over the top of mine as he took it back and
lingered there for an instant.

 "Thanks," he said suddenly, pulling his hand away.

 "Sure, now hurry up and get changed, you're late for aftercare."

 "Do I have to go over right now? Brad's in charge today and I don't really
like him. He looks at me funny."

 "Well, I guess he won't miss you for a little while. We could play a game
of cards or something..." I said as I started to get up.

 "Wait," David said as he placed a hand on my knee, "there was something
else I wanted to do." He was trembling slightly.

 "What?" I could see now that there was a respectable tent in his bathing
suit he was trying to cover up with his shoe, as he massaged it slowly with
the sole. He cast me a few furtive glances before meeting my eyes for a
second.

 "Can I jack off?" He almost shouted it. I think he was as surprised he had
said it as I was. After he said it his face got bright red and he looked at
the ground. "I've just been really horny all day..."

 "Hey, I totally understand, but we really shouldn't be talking about this,
so I'll just be outside and whenever you're...uh... done, you can come out
and I'll take you over to aftercare, okay?" He relaxed noticeably,
obviously relieved that I hadn't freaked out or punished him, but he still
didn't look up and his hand was still on my knee. I started to get up
again, but his hand gripped my knee tighter.

 "Well," his voice was trembling now, but his hand was still steady on my
leg, "do you want to do it with me?" David's hand slid up my leg a
centimeter or two.

 "David," I said as assertively as I could muster given the growing
erection in my own shorts, "that wouldn't be appropriate."

 "It's just that, well, I...I just really want to see someone else's."

 "David, I'm twenty-two and your summer camp director, we shouldn't even be
talking about this."

 "Well, you're really not even supposed to be alone with campers are you?
No one knows what you've been doing to me all this time..." He looked more
towards my direction, but still at the floor.

 "You're going to tell people I abused you? Come on, David." He just stared
at the floor for a moment.

 "Alright, so I wouldn't do that. But, can't we do this, just this once?
You don't even have to actually do it,

just let me see yours while I do?" He had raised his head a little now and
was making quick occasional

glances between my legs. "It looks like you find the idea pretty exciting,"
he said softly.

 "We really shouldn't do this," I said to myself as much as him. As much as
I knew it was wrong, I still hadn't moved, still hadn't taken his hand off
my leg. He just looked so alone, so desperate...and so adorable.

 "This is just so confusing, I think it would help if I could just see
someone else's," he looked up now into my eyes, "please?"

I knew I shouldn't, but I liked David and he looked like he really needed
this and I wanted to help.

 "Alright, you can see it."

At that he dropped the shoe and slipped his hand down his trunks and
started massaging himself. I swung my right leg over the bench so I was
facing towards the middle of the room, too. I unbuttoned my jean shorts and
pushed them down to my ankles. My semi-erect penis was making a tent of its
own in my boxers.

 "Are you sure you want to do this, David?"

 "Absolutely," he still looked really nervous, but as he said it he slipped
off his trunks and kicked them off his feet. This left him completely
naked, his four and a half inch penis protruding straight up from a small
patch of brown hair, throbbing as he rubbed his hairless testicles, his
eyes fixated on the bulge in my boxers which sprung to its full six inch
size at the sight of David's body. I slide my boxers over my erection and
to the ground. David's left hand returned to my knee as his right hand
started stroking his penis. In less than a minute, his breathing started to
get heavy. His right hand was moving faster and faster over his head until
he gave a sharp little gasp and started ejaculating; his nails started
digging into my leg. Five, six, seven bursts of semen spurted out before he
finished cumming. He sat there for a moment coming down from his orgasm
before he reached down and gripped his beach towel to clean up the mess on
his hand and leg. I was so aroused I couldn't move, I had almost had an
orgasm just watching him, without touching myself at all. I was dripping
beads of pre-cum.

 "Thanks, Andrew," David said meekly. Then he hugged me, his hip brushing
against my rock-hard penis, smearing my precum across him.

 "Hey, maybe I can help you out...?" he said, given me a toothy smile.

 "Well, um..."

 I struggled to find words, still dumbstruck from what was happening. His
amazing orgasm seemed to have given him confidence, though. He straddled
the bench, turning to facing me, still completely naked, his penis
semihard. His right hand reached out and started lightly stroking my
penis. That was enough to send me over the edge; I almost fell off the
bench as I started cumming. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had;
my semen shot a foot or so into the air before splattering down onto the
floor, my legs, and David's hand. He picked the towel up and cleaned his
hand off again and then gently cleaned me. Then he dropped the towel to the
floor and kissed me lightly on the lips. I was so excited from my orgasm I
grabbed the back of his head and began probing his mouth with my tongue. He
seemed a little confused for a second, but quickly got the idea. We took
turns exploring each other's mouths for several minutes. I had totally lost
control now. My hand found its way to David's penis, fully erect once more,
and I started stroking him slowly.

 "Can I suck you?" I asked, breaking the kiss.

 David just nodded vigorously, looking both exhilarated and scared. He lay
down on the bench. I took his towel from the floor and rolled it up behind
his head. After tossing my shorts and boxers off my ankles, I straddled the
bench, my thighs against his knees. I started massaging his hairless balls
with my left hand. Then licked up and down the underside of his penis;
David shuddered and moaned slightly. Taking his head into my mouth, I
started to swirl my tongue around it and up and down the slit. I could
taste the slight saltiness of his precum, with a hint of tang from his
previous cum. Then I slowly slide my mouth up and down his shaft. As I sped
up, I took more and more of him into my mouth and soon I was total
engulfing his cock. After about a minute, David started to shudder again
and his moaning grew louder as he started to cum. He reflexively gripped
the back of my head and pulled up his knees as he came in my mouth. After
he finished he collapsed back on the bench with his eyes closed. There
wasn't much there as he had just cum a few minutes ago; I savored the taste
for a moment before I swallowed his semen and licked his penis clean. He
shuttered and groaned with each flick of my tongue. I gently rubbed up and
down his legs and kissed his developing abs a few times as I gave him a few
minutes to recover. Eventually he opened his eyes and looked up at me,
lopsided grin on his face. I leaned over and we made out for a few more
minutes, the faint taste of his cum shared between our tongues.

 "Get dressed; I have to get you to aftercare."

 "Can we do more tomorrow?"

 "Anything for you, babe" I said, pulling him in for a last kiss.

END of Part 1