Date: Sun, 25 Feb 2018 08:27:25 -0500 From: The Paternal Watcher Subject: Junior High series, chapter 15 Hello, esteemed editor, Please find below the next chapter of "Junior High series." This is the summer I went to boy scout camp. I really had no idea what to expect, but I knew that some of the older boys were definitely as horny as I felt. I had been told that the showers were completely open and you could see everyone else and they could see you. I wasn't sure what would happen if I got hard in the shower. I was actually a little worried that even being curious about that might lead me to spring a boner! Penises are impossible sometimes, but they feel so good when they get what they want that they can be really hard to resist! I guess all this would have been a lot easier if I hadn't already had crazy sex with three very different boys. I'd just be one of a bunch of kids naked and showering together, and not some pervert who wondered what they would look like hard or if it would feel good to stick mine in some friend's mouth. Even asses weren't safe, because I was starting to wonder what the big deal was and whether it felt as good as mouths and hands instead of being the completely gross idea I used to imagine. The main reason I was afraid to go there is that I figured no one would let me try that unless I let them try it, too. Boy scouts start going to camp just before sixth grade and I will be in eighth this year, so even though it was my first time I was not one of the little kids. It's weird how fast that turned around! I was getting hairier between my legs, too, so everyone would know I was a man now. We all went in a van and a couple of cars at the same time, and the first thing it reminded me of was what I thought being in the military might be like. The older boys told us where to put our stuff and what we needed to do to set up the troop camp, while the adults just sat around and watched. We were all sleeping in what were basically tents on wooden platforms with bunks. The floor was wood with a canvas tent top, and sides that could be rolled up when it was hot out and down during the rain or at night. Most of that day was getting to know the place: we walked to the dining hall for food and to the waterfront to have our swimming tested. We walked to the merit badge huts to find out what we could learn, and we walked back to camp. There's a lot of walking at camp, and we were all pretty tired by the time we were supposed to go to bed. Most of us, anyway. I mean, I was tired and all, but I was pretty excited being away from home and just couldn't sleep a wink. At one point I got up to use the latrine, and felt something grab my leg as I went past one of the other bunks. It was one of the younger kids, Paul. "I can't sleep," he said. "I'm just going to take a leak," I told him. "I'll come with you, just for something to do," he said. Paul got out of his bag. I had been sleeping in shorts, but he had on white briefs instead. He pulled on his sneakers and that was all, but I just shrugged. It was pretty warm, and there was nothing but boys for miles around. Paul definitely wasn't shy, though. He picked up a flashlight but I put my hand on his, and shook my head. Yes, we have the right to pee, but adults get nosy when they see lights and we didn't really need them because the moon was just past full. I motioned to him to follow me, and then he fell into step beside me as we walked the trail to the latrine. "Your underwear is so bright we don't need a light," I whispered to him. He giggled, but it was basically true. We got to the latrine and almost got knocked back by the smell. Someone must have been nasty busy in there! "Can't we just pee in the woods?" Paul asked, and I nodded gratefully. We walked far enough down the trail to be out of the smelly zone, and then used our flashlights to step off the trail entirely. I turned it off again, but I tried to hold my flashlight in my mouth as I untied my shorts, but Paul just pulled his underpants down, so I did the same, simplifying the process. Feeling playful and curious, I said, "Make sure you don't pee on your underpants," then turned on my light and trained it on his penis. "Someone will see us!" he said. "My underwear, remember?" I turned it off again, and sure enough, his underpants all but glowed for a moment just above his knees after I did. "Too bad they're so bright," I said. I had a wish in my head, but didn't say it out loud. Maybe Paul heard it, because he pulled off his underpants completely and wadded them up. "Can you put them in your pocket?" he asked. "Then I won't pee on them." I took them from him and did as he asked. "I might pee on my shorts, though," I said. "Hang 'em on that branch," Paul said. Excited, I pulled them off over my shoes and did as he suggested, making sure his underpants stayed in the pocket. Now we were both naked in the woods, except for our shoes. "Can you even pee when you're hard?" he asked, and I realized as our eyes adjusted I could see him in the dim light, and he could me, and that he knew I was hard. "Sometimes," I said. "I mean, I read that you can't at all, but maybe I've never been that hard. I just can't aim in a toilet when I've got a boner." "Easy-peasy," he said. "Watch me!" In a moment Paul was peeing, and sending the stream up into the air from his erection, which looked a lot smaller than mine. Was I ever that small? With some effort, I also peed. As if reading my thoughts, when we were done Paul asked, "How big is yours?" I shrugged. "Four inches, I think." He shook his head. "Mine's three and yours is WAY bigger." I was surprised. Maybe I got bigger but never noticed, but I noticed my dick all the time! "Let me see," he said, rubbing his hard little penis up against mine to compare. I almost threw up, it felt so good. "Yeah, yours is nearly twice as long as mine," he said, measuring mine with his own, "and a lot thicker." With that, he wrapped first one hand and then the other around me. "I can't even get one hand all the way around it." "Put it between your legs," I said. He tilted his head, but then said, "You're too tall like this." He knelt down, still holding onto my dick, which was now at eye level for him. "Come down here if you want," he said. I joined him, but I was still too tall; now I was rubbing against his chest, but that also felt great, and I kept doing it but I wanted more. Paul studied my face closely. "Maybe if you get behind me? Here, like this." He pulled away, and turned his back to me before dropping to all fours. "This should rub you all over," he said. Gladly I approached and slid my tool between his legs, which he closed against me. I could feel his own hard member and belly above, and I reached around his hip to clutch myself fast to him as I began to hump with earnest. This must be what fucking feels like, I thought to myself, and that was enough to push me over the edge. More conscious of my body, I wanted to poke up into my younger friend but instead wrapped my fingers around it and aimed at the ground beneath us. Paul patiently let me cycle through my pulses of pleasure before standing up. "That was cool," he said. "I can't wait until I can do that." "I'll definitely help if you want me to, when you're ready," I said. "That was really nice." He was still hard, but not touching himself. "We'd better get back to the camp," he said, reaching for my shorts and his underpants. "I know I'll sleep better now, but what about you?" 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