Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2007 23:20:53 -0800 (PST) From: Hairy Guy Subject: camp youngwood part 4 Thanks to all who have already written. I appreciate your feedback. Sorry it's been so long since I've sent in a chapter, but I've been unsure where I wanted to take the story. A reminder that this is erotic (hopefully!) fiction about adolescent boys' sexuality. Any comments/experiences you'd like to share can be emailed to me. And now, back to it. And now, Part 4: Caught! Jason stood silently on the porch to his cabin, listening with bated breath. He had left the cabin just after lights out, and had gone and used his cell phone to call his best bud, Ryan. After making plans to hang out on Jason's day off, he decided to return to the cabin to get a good night's rest--the first full day of camp had taken a lot out of him. Aware that stomping through the cabin could wake up his sleeping charges, he had been creeping quietly up the steps to the porch when he heard gasping and the distinct flesh-on-flesh sound every teenage guy knows so well. "Holy shit," thought Jason. "Someone's beatin' it!" No sooner had he thought this when the sounds abated, and he heard Ben (he thought--it was tough to tell in the dark) say "Dude, that was amazing! Did it feel as good as it sounded?" "Wait a minute--was it more than one camper jacking?" wondered Jason silently. He stood still, not wanting to deter the conversation taking place in the cabin, all the while wishing he could join in. Jason had been involved in a few circle jerks in his six years of masturbating, and knew how much fun they could be. His mind was wandering to the first time he and Ryan had jerked off together when his attention was drawn back to the conversation at hand when he heard his name spoken. "I suppose I should clean up before Jason gets back." Jason heard one of his charges say. "Yeah, it'd suck to have him come in and not be able to clean up." "Do you think Jason jacks it?" Jason heard, he thought, from Ben. At this, he decided it was, perhaps, time to make his presence known. "He has his own room! I bet he does it every night." "Well, maybe not every night" came Jason's deep voice from the door of the cabin. As he expected, his statement caused mild panic from his boys. "Oh, shit!" exclaimed Ben, as he flung the top of his sleeping bag over his exposed body, dropping the washcloth he was about to use to wipe up his watery cum. "What the...?...damn!" Jason heard clearly from Will, as he, too, struggled to abruptly cover up the evidence of his earlier activity. He'd already wiped up, but was laying on top of his sleeping bag with his fading erection poking out the fly of his boxers. He scrambled to get back into his sleeping bag. "Chill out, guys" Jason stated quietly as he entered the cabin, closing the door gently behind him. He didn't want to wake the boys who were actually asleep. He walked to a spot about midway between the two boy's bunks, and whispered "why don't you guys come into my room for a minute so we can talk." Will and Ben, faced with little choice, climbed out of their bunks and into the counselor's quarters. Ben was self-conscious about the fact that he still had semen on his belly, which became glaringly obvious as Jason turned on his desklamp and closed the door. "Here, use these," Jason said while throwing a box of Kleenex over to Ben. His face so crimson is almost glowed, Ben finally was able to wipe up the mess he made earlier. As he did so, Will gave a nervous giggle. "Take a seat guys, and don't worry, you're not in trouble." At these words, Ben and Will visibly relaxed, much to Jason's pleasure. The last thing he wanted was for the guys to feel guilty about what they'd done. They all found a seat. "Listen, I know what you guys were doing. I know it's just about impossible to go 2 weeks without rubbing one out--I tried the summer I turned 14, and had about as much success as you. I think I made it to night three, though!" Jason said with a grin. "I don't want you guys to feel bad about doing it together, either. Doin' it with a bud can make it more fun!" "But we weren't doing it `together'," objected Ben. "Just at the same time." Will, however, looked thoughtful at Jason's statement, and felt blood begin to rush back into his penis as he considered jacking off with Ben--not just at the same time, but actually together. "Well, whatever. I don't really care. Just don't let the others catch you; they may not understand. If either of you need to talk about anything, you know my door is always open. Otherwise...it's getting late, and we have a busy day tomorrow. Get some sleep, guys!" With that, Jason dismissed Will and Ben back to the cabin. As he undressed for bed, he began to reminisce again about the first time he had jerked off with his friend Ryan. He began to get stiff, remembering how Ryan's urgent 5 inches had pulsed in his hand. Turning off his lamp, slipping into bed, he heard quiet conversation from the main part of the cabin, but ignored it as the slid his boxers down in moderately hairy legs, and let free his now throbbing 7 inches. Thinking back to how Ryan had squirmed on his bed, how he gasped and sighed as Jason had stroked him, Jason began to stroke himself in familiar rhythm: four quick strokes near his mushroom head, and one long stroke all the way down his thick shaft, sending a blast of stimulation down his whole dick. His left hand began to rub his hairless chest, as he tweaked first one, nipple, then the other, as Ryan had first done to him. With every stroke, Jason felt his balls pull closer to his body readying for the inevitable release. He hadn't cum since Sunday night, and his two-day load was boiling toward ejaculation. His eyes pressed firmly shut, the image in his mind abruptly shifted, from the memory of the fateful sleepover with Ryan, to imagining Ben and Will in bed together, stroking. He pictured the tents from their erections this morning, and thought about the gasping he head heard just a short while ago. As his mind formed an image of lanky Will spewing his semen, Jason's own load burst forth, firing a volley of semen up his muscular chest, splattering across his forearm and flat stomach. Stroking through his potent orgasm, Jason tried to control his gasping, hoping it wouldn't be audible to the boys so recently doing the same. As wave after wave of orgasm overtook him, spurt after spurt of his cum flowed out of his cock, coating him in thick jizz. As his heart rate began to slow, and his breathing return to normal, Jason though he again heard gasping coming from the other room. Using the same box of Kleenex he had tossed to Ben earlier, Jason wiped the cum off his body, and began to wonder who, now was taking care of themselves in the area beyond his wall. Tiptoeing to his door, his semi-erect cock still exposed, Jason eased the door of his room stealthily open, and was shocked when he heard and gasp and a voice say "A little faster, yeah...you're great at this." That's it for part 4, part 5 will be on the way within the week. Thanks for your patience, hope you enjoy!