Date: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 15:20:50 -0700
From: Frank Oliva <markjacker@gmail.com>
Subject: Bated

When I was 12 I joined the San Francisco Boys Chorus, the group that sings
the boys parts in the operas performed by SFO, I had wet orgasms but I was
still a boy soprano.  Every year we would have a month long camp to learn
the opera sections.  I enjoyed the camp so much that when my voice changed
I still wanted to be at camp so during the summer of my fifteenth year I
worked in the kitchen.  I hated the kitchen but I loved being at camp.
 Before the singers arrived my boss in the kitchen invited me to go skinny
dipping at night.  I was totally boned throughout the swim but my boss
showed no interest and perhaps was just amused my my teen boner.  About a
week later I told a 17 year old music counselor about the skinny dipping
and he seemed interested.  One night we decided to go down to the river and
have a nude swim, but on our way he diverted me to a rather secluded bench
area.  He didn't want to swim he just wanted me to disrobe.  As usual when
nude I am almost always boned.  He had me lie on one of the benches and
started to fondle my penis.  It felt great, it was the first time anyone
had bated me, but he didn't have a very good technique and we had no lube.
Eventually I became very disappointed and we stopped.  I went back to my
bunk and bated myself to a delicious orgasm.  I still think back on those
days as a disappointment.   It took me four years to meet the anonymous
cock sucker who drank my first cum load.  I was so sorry it took so long.