Date: Thu, 4 Nov 2021 14:17:24 +0000 (UTC) From: D M Subject: Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 14 Title: Exploring at Camp Hardwood Installment: 14 Category: Gay, Adult Youth, Camping This story is a work of fiction and depicts graphic sexual content. Any resemblance to real individuals or places is purely coincidental. Thanks to everyone who's enjoyed the story so far! If you like what you're reading, feel free to shoot me an email to let me know. I've semi-retired this story from regular posting, but if I come up with a good idea for a new chapter (or someone suggests one), I'll keep it going. As always, if you can, consider supporting Nifty at donate.nifty.org to thank them for supporting our fantasies and our wanks. [previously] Ryan (18) takes a walk in the woods and stumbles upon Patrick (9) riding Jeff (19)'s cock. Things are really heating up at Camp Hardwood. Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 14 "Hey, Ryan... can I ask you a favor?" Ryan was sitting at breakfast, chewing on a bagel and mentally preparing for another beautiful day at Camp Hardwood, when Dylan, an 11-year-old camper he'd met at Tent Night, approached. In the week since Tent Night, they'd remained friendly, and Ryan had even caught him in the bathhouse after hours getting curious two of his own campers in the 13er bunk. He was a sweet kid, with a mop of longish dirty-blond hair and a cheery demeanor, but that morning he looked uncomfortable and awkward. "Sure, buddy, anything," Ryan replied. "What's up?" Dylan shifted his weight from one foot to the other, not making eye contact. He scratched his elbow absent-mindedly before responding. "I, uh... I think I need to go to the camp nurse," he said. "Can you take me?" Ryan furrowed his brow, concerned. "Sure thing, kid. What's going on? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Dylan blushed. "Yeah... I think everything's okay... I just need something... checked out." Ryan put his hand on the young camper's shoulder reassuringly. He looked over at the entrance, where his co-counselor Matt was beginning to gather their bunk for the morning's soccer game. "I can definitely take you, bud. But why don't you want to go with your own counselor?" Dylan turned an even brighter red and looked up at Ryan. "Well, it's... uh... about, y'know..." He trailed off, and gestured vaguely in the direction of his shorts. Ryan suddenly understood- because he was the counselor Dylan had been with when he'd first masturbated, and again when he saw Alex and Daniel having sex, the younger boy trusted him for matters of puberty. He nodded silently. "It's just- cuz, like... it's awkward to talk about with them," Dylan continued, still struggling to articulate his feelings. Ryan cut him off. "Totally understood, bud. Not a problem," he reassured him with a wink. "We can head over right now." Ryan flagged down Matt and let him know he needed to take a camper to the nurse and that he would meet them over at the soccer field. Together, he and Dylan walked out the doors of the dining hall across the makeshift courtyard - really just a patch of grass between the bathhouse, the dining hall, and the camp office. The camp office, like the other buildings at Camp Hardwood, was a simple, old-fashioned wooden structure with only a few rooms. One was Camp Director Mike's office, another mostly held storage and cleaning supplies, and the end of one hall was the camp infirmary. The infirmary was clean and more modern than the rest of the camp's amenities, but still relatively simple, with four hospital-style cots for boys who come down with stomach flu or the rare summer cold to rest at one end, an exam table at the other, and a desk where Joseph, the camp nurse, worked. Joseph was a tall, clean-cut man in his late 20s with short dark hair, the faintest of five-o'clock shadows, and bright blue eyes. He was handsome and seemed more sophisticated than the other camp staff, although he was a former counselor himself. He dressed more professionally than the other camp staff, although his attire was far from formal- he just wore the occasional button-down shirt and shorts that required a belt. Ryan didn't know Joseph well, but he'd gathered from the other counselors that Joseph wasn't really a nurse at all: he was a fourth-year medical student at a prestigious medical school, studying to be a family medicine doctor, who worked the camp in the summer to pick up extra cash. Ryan escorted Dylan into the infirmary to find it completely deserted except for Joseph, who sat at his desk poring over a large textbook with his back to the door. Ryan knocked on the open doorway to announce their presence and he looked up, surprised. "Oh, sorry, didn't know anyone was here," he said. "Good morning, gentlemen. What can I do for you?" He was wearing a baby-blue button down with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a hint of surprisingly muscular, tanned chest. His short, khaki shorts revealed ripped legs with no hair on them - Ryan suspected he was a cyclist or a swimmer and shaved them. He'd never really noticed before, because being tanned and fit was pretty much a pre-requisite for being a camp counselor, but Joseph the camp nurse was quite a good-looking man. Dylan looked shyly up at Ryan, hesitant to speak first. Ryan decided to start. "Well Dylan here is in the 11er bunk and he had something he wanted to you take a look at. Isn't that right, Dylan?" Dylan nodded. "Well that's no problem at all," Joseph said in a friendly tone. "Why don't you sit up here on the exam table and tell me what seems to be the problem." Dylan walked over to the exam table and used his hands to push himself up and hop on top of the soft, navy covering. Ryan stood awkwardly in the doorway, not sure if he was supposed to stay or leave. Joseph walked over to the door, closed it, and dragged two folding chairs over to the exam table, patting one to indicate that Ryan should sit as well. After another moment's hesitation, Dylan continued. "Well, I have like, a rash or a cut or something. But it's on... well, it's on my dick." "Ah, I see," Joseph said. "Well, this stuff happens all the time at camp. Why don't you take your clothes off and we'll have a look?" Dylan took off his shirt to reveal his tanned, hairless torso and small pink nipples. He then slid off the table to back down to the floor and lowered his red athletic shorts to the floor, stepping out of them. As an afterthought, he reached down and untied his sneakers and removed his socks and shoes. He stood back up, facing the other two wearing only a pair of plaid boxers, trying to silently determine if "clothes off" meant underwear as well. Joseph was all business. "Underwear, too, my friend, so I can get a good look." He paused. "Is it okay with you if Ryan stays in the room during the exam?" Dylan looked at Ryan and shrugged. "Sure. I mean, he's... seen it." What he neglected to mention is that at Tent Night, Ryan had watched while he'd cum for the first time ever. Joseph chuckled. "I figured as much," he said. "By this time in the summer, we've pretty much all seen each other naked at one time or another!" Dylan nervously laughed as well, looking a bit more relieved. Then he hooked his thumbs inside his waistband and lowered his boxers to his ankles. In the bright fluorescent light of the exam room, Ryan got a much closer and more detailed look at Dylan's genitals than he had during the dim firelight of Tent Night. His dick was fairly average for a boy his age, small and perky with a tight pair of boy balls hugged by a brown scrotum. He did have the very beginnings of a bush, with a few scattered brown public hairs floating below his waist, and he was circumcised like Ryan. The end of his shaft did have a distinctly red and raw patch of skin, nothing alarmingly discolored or disfigured. In fact, it rather looked like he'd just come down with a bad case of chafing. "Hm..." Joseph murmured under his breath, leaning forward to inspect Dylan's penis closely. "The good news is doesn't appear to be poison ivy, which we most commonly see causing irritation. Did you start wearing a new swimsuit recently maybe?" He reached out and gingerly grabbed the head of Dylan's dick with his thumb and forefinger. The second his hands touched Dylan's skin, the boy's cock began to visibly lengthen and stiffen. Dylan looked up at Joseph, then at Ryan, and blushed. "Uhhh... no, I don't think so," Dylan said with a note of strain in his voice. Ryan knew exactly what was happening. As the nurse gently manipulated his young cock, Dylan was silently trying to keep himself from popping a full boner with all his might. He was partially successful. While his cock did not stiffen to its full 4.5 inches, it danced around half-hard as Joseph inspected him. Joseph moved his hand from the boy's shaft to his balls, cupping them in his hands, and then dragged his fingertips along the his lower pelvis, feeling the early growth of pubic hair. "Hm... very interesting," Joseph muttered, mostly to himself. "Dylan, how often are you masturbating?" Dylan turned bright red. "Uh... well... until last week... I didn't really ever," he said. "But since then... kinda a lot." Joseph nodded, as if that were the answer he was expecting. "What happened last week to make you begin masturbating more?" He asked. Ryan suspected he knew the answer already. "Well, last week... I, uh... produced. For the first time." "You ejaculated?" Joseph corrected him with the proper term. Dylan nodded. "Yeah, that. Ejaculated." His cock was fully hard now, even though Joseph had stopped touching him. "Was your semen more white and sticky, or clear and runny?" Joseph asked. Dylan thought about it for a second. "More... clear, I think," he answered. "But the more I do it, the more white it is I think." Joseph nodded. "That's perfectly natural. You're entering a very exciting time in your life. You'll go through a lot of changes in the next few years, but in short, you're becoming a man." He continued, "And since last week, how often are you masturbating?" Dylan paused, thinking about it. "Uhh... probably like twice a day. That day it was rainy it was more, maybe four." Joseph nodded sagely. "That's totally normal and natural, especially after you first discover you can ejaculate," he said. "But you may want to start using some sort of lotion or lubricant if you find your skin getting irritated. Have you ever masturbated with lotion?" Dylan shook his head. "Nah, only spit. And I guess soap in the shower." Joseph stood up, and walked over to a metal cabinet with many shelves. He opened the cabinet door and retrieved a bottle of lotion that almost looked like a hotel sample bottle, and brought it back over to the exam table. He patted the table, indicating that Dylan should hop back up, and handed him the bottle. "Try using this for a while," he said. "Especially as your penis gets more used to masturbation, the skin may be sensitive without proper lubrication. Go on, give it a try." Dylan looked down at his cock, which was rock hard and pointed straight at the ceiling from his seated position. He opened the bottle and squeezed a dollop of white lotion onto his palm, then slowly rubbed it into his shaft. His sense of relief was obvious and immediate as he both soothed his irritated skin and began to pleasure his stiff erection. Ryan's own cock began to stiffen as he watched the display, and he shifted in his seat to try and hide the bulge. He looked over at Joseph, who was still standing, and could've sworn the bulge in his khaki shorts had grown as well. "That's better, isn't it?" Joseph said. Dylan nodded, his eyes half-closed with pleasure. "Because you're circumcised, providing additional lubrication is important," Joseph continued. Dylan stopped his stroking and looked up at Joseph. "What's 'circumcised'?" he asked. Joseph looked surprised. "Oh. Well, all boys are born with a bit of skin on the end of their penis called foreskin. And here in the United States, many parents decide to have it cut off at birth, which is called circumcision. Have you ever noticed that some of your fellow campers' penises look different from yours in the shower?" Dylan thought about it for a moment, his brow furrowed. "I mean... I guess... but all dicks are different, aren't they?" he said. "I don't really know what you mean." Joseph looked around the sparsely-decorated exam room. "Ugh. I don't have any anatomy books here that would illustrate the difference, unfortunately. Hm..." He looked around the room once more, a bit frustrated. Then he looked at Ryan and his eyes lit up. "Ryan, are you uncircumcised?" Ryan shook his head. "Nah, I'm cut actually," he replied. He was a bit distracted as well, trying, just as Dylan had, to keep his semi-hard cock from blooming into raging hardon. Joseph sighed. "Okay, well, this isn't exactly 'by the book,' but..." Joseph looked down at his waist, and shrugged. He unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned his shorts and zipped down the fly. The short khaki shorts fell to his ankles, revealing a pair of navy briefs and a sizeable bulge. Joseph then reached under his waistband and lowered his briefs as well, revealing first a dark black happy trail, then a patch of well trimmed pubes, and finally a fat, brown cock and hanging balls. He was well-endowed but not huge, and his thick foreskin bunched at the tip of his dick. He was mostly flaccid, but there was a telltale gap between where his cockhead fell and where his balls hung that made it clear he wasn't entirely soft. "See, Dylan, this is an uncircumcised penis," he said, gesturing to himself. "Do you see how the skin hangs over my head at the end?" Dylan nodded, transfixed with the thick man cock in front of him. Joseph turned to Ryan. "Here- Ryan, take yours out too." Ryan looked at Joseph, confused, but he didn't dare protest. He stood up and lowered his athletic shorts and briefs to the floor in one motion, revealing his semi-hard cut cock. Dylan had obviously seen it before, but the display still had his own cock rock hard and pulsing. Joseph gestured to Ryan's penis. "Do you see how Ryan's looks different from mine?" he said. "We have the same parts, but I have a little extra. See- I can roll my foreskin back so it looks similar." Joseph grasped his foreskin with his first two fingers and rolled it back, revealing a large pink head. The action seemed to be arousing him as well, and his cock had started to become semi-hard as well. Joseph continued the demonstration. "See, when I masturbate, the hood slides up and down and provides some lubrication on his own." He slowly stroked his cock, allowing the foreskin to cover his head, then reveal it fully, a few times in a row. Watching this brought Ryan to his full, 7-inch erect state, and the motion had the same effect on Joseph. Fully hard, his cock was also about 7 inches, curving slightly upward. When he was not manipulating his foreskin, it was almost fully retracted, but slightly covered the base of his cockhead. "For Ryan, though, it's not as easy to slide your hand up and down," Joseph explained. Without even asking, he reached over and grabbed a fist of Ryan's cock, giving it a couple strokes to demonstrate. The touch of the nurse's hand started Ryan's cock leaking, and precum began to drip from his head. "Make sense now?" Joseph asked Dylan, continuing to stroke Ryan's cock with his left hand and his own with his right. Dylan nodded, transfixed by the sight of two hard, pulsing cocks. "Do you want to compare for yourself?" Joseph asked, taking his own hands off the two hard cocks. Dylan looked up at him, gulped, and silently nodded. He leaned forward and grasped both cocks in his hands and started giving them tentative strokes, then slowly increased his rate. Ryan could feel himself approaching climax already as the small hand caressed his cock. "So... Dylan... as you grow older... you'll start to produce more and more semen," Joseph said, struggling to maintain his professional tone as his breath quickened his face flushed. "As you're about to see... your ejaculations will become... more powerful." His timing was nearly perfect. Almost in unison, Dylan's stroking caused both men to climax, first Ryan and then Joseph a split second later. Their ropes of cum splattered the exam table, Dylan's legs and torso, and the floor. After his orgasm had subsided, Joseph reached down, scooped up a particularly large glob of cum, and used it as lubricant on Dylan's throbbing member. One stroke, two strokes, and by the third, Dylan's silvery, slippery cum was dripping down his shaft onto Joseph's hand and his own tight balls. Joseph straightened up, walked to the cabinet, and returned with a towel. He wiped down Dylan the best he could and handed him his clothes to put back on. Then he wiped down the rest of the table, his own cock, and finally handed the towel to Ryan to clean himself up. Dylan hopped down off the table and got dressed. Joseph and Ryan pulled their shorts up and Joseph cleared his throat, trying to resume an air of professionalism. "I hope this visit was educational," he said, patting Dylan on the head. "Have fun, and don't hurt yourself." Dylan and Ryan turned toward the door and started to leave. As Ryan opened the door, Joseph called out, stopping them. "Hey Dylan, don't forget this!" He tossed him the bottle of lotion. "Use it well." Dylan nodded. "I definitely will," he giggled. [end of chapter 14]