DIARY--PAGE 19
Dear Diary:
Gosh. I don't know if I oughta tell this. But I wanna remember it. I just hope nobody finds this.
It happened on our club outing. After the campfire sing, we doubled up in tents. Me and Blane Robertson were put together. He's the boy who's always going around showing his boner...like he's the only one! I've been getting boners for over a year now ...I just don't go around showing it off. He tried to get me to play with it, but I wouldn't so he went to sleep in a huff, turning around and putting his face at the back of the tent.
Later, I woke up as the counselor crawled into our tent and snuggled up to Blane on his other side. He was older...in his twenties. I could hear them whispering, and pretended to be asleep. He was talking Blane into sucking his thing! He called it a blowjob. I thought that was awful of him. But I got a big surprise. Blane crawled out of his sleeping bag and took his underwear off. Then he scooted down and soon I could hear slurping noises! HE WAS DOING IT!
Gee, Blane was a nastier boy than I thought! All I could see was Blane's naked butt. His a-hole was practically in my face, and I could even smell it. It really stunk! We'd both pooped in the bushes before going to bed. I thought he'd wiped pretty fast!
It sounded like the counselor was taking his pants off. Then he turned around to suck on Blane. Now they were both going at it! And you know what? Pretty soon I didn't have that stink in my face. You'll never guess why. The counselor stopped sucking and lifted Blane's leg. I saw him put his face back there and sniff around. Then he started licking his stinky butthole! I thought he would have gotten out of there once he smelled it, but he didn't. I guess he liked Blane's poop cause he sure licked it all off. He even put his tongue in there and licked out his dirty hole!
The man was nice and I was surprised he was being so nasty like that. I even heard him try to talk Blane into doing it to him, but Blane wouldn't do it. I don't blame him!
He licked him down there some more, then I saw him licking Blane's balls and suck his pecker. It was hard and stiff--just the way he always showed it to us. Guess he was doing that to find somebody to suck it for him. Heck, he never said he'd do it back. I just wasn't gonna jiggle a guy's dick for him so he'd have something on me. If he'd said he'd suck it, I might have tried it. Sheesh!
Anyway, Blane was really hunching his butt back and forth. His leg was still up--over the counselor's back--and he was jamming it all the way in. I saw the counselor's mouth bloat out, and saw jizz dribbling from his lips. Blane was spritzing in his mouth! But just like the poop on his butt, the guy wanted it. He took it all and swallowed it.
"Okay, now me!" the counselor said, climbing over Blane's chest. I saw his big prick just before he put it in Blane's mouth. Wow!
"Reach your hand under and stick a finger up my butt. That's it. Jam it right in there! Now suck harder."
He wasn't whispering any more. He had to know I could hear them...I guess he just didn't care. So I lifted my head up for a better look. Blane was ramming his finger up the guy's butt really hard, but he seemed to like it. I sat right up and watched Blane. His mouth was all stuffed with pecker, and his lips were sucking like crazy!
"Yeah, blow me! Suck that hot juice out of my prick! I knew you'd be a great little cocksucker!" He turned his head toward me, not surprised that I was watching. "Diggin' the show, kid? Keep your mouth shut about this and I'll let you blow me tomorrow. Kneel closer. Let me feel your bottom while I blast my load."
Blane kept sucking, looking up at me. The counselor rubbed his hand over my front and felt me up before cupping my bum. He winked when he squeezed my dick. I had a boner and he made it get harder.
"Go ahead, pull your shorts down and beat your meat. Hell, stand up here and I'll suck it for you. I can hold off. I think your buddy could suck all night. I can go for another drink of sweet boy jizz!"
Sweet? Heck, I've tasted it before. It isn't that sweet.
When he slipped his hand down the back of my shorts and squeezed my butt cheeks, I decided to let him. I didn't want to miss my first chance at getting my pecker sucked.
I stood over Blane's head and got sucked off. It didn't last long, unfortunately, cause the guy wet his finger and pushed it up my butthole. That made me squirt! Over and over, and he gulped it all down. I could hear Blane gagging. He sounded like he was swallowing gallons of peckerjuice!
The counselor left, and Blane and I got back into our sleeping bags--exhausted.
"Hey, wanna smell my finger?" he giggled. "I had it all the way up there. He really squeezed on it when he came in my mouth!"
Curious, I leaned over and sniffed it. Whew! But somehow it was a bit different. Instead of being just smelly...it was sexy smelly! We laughed about it all before falling asleep.
Sometime shortly afterward I woke up with a shot and sat straight up. I suddenly remembered him saying tomorrow he'd let ME blow him! Gosh, if that happens I don't know if I oughta tell you about it.
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