DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!
Me and My CIT
Discovery
My name's George Wyland. I turned 18 in June, and graduated with high honors from high school a week later. It's almost September now, and in a few days I'll be going away to start college. Most of the summer I had mixed emotions about leaving home and heading off on my own to a strange place, but ever since what happened last week, I've been dying to get to school. You'll see why if you read the rest of my story!
All last year I was a little dubious about how my summer was going to go after graduation, because my father had gotten me a job as a counselor at a sleep-over summer camp for boys. The camp was located on a lake up in the mountains, a few hours from where we lived. Me and a 16 year old Counselor-In-Training, or "CIT" for short were going to be in charge of 10 boys for eight weeks! I really wasn't looking forward to it, but I soon found out it wasn't so bad, and now that it's over, I wish it wasn't. Surprisingly, it was really one of the best summers I ever had - especially the last few days after the boys had gone home and it was just us counselors and CITs who were left to close down the camp for the season.
I know... you were probably expecting this to be a story about all the wonderful heart-warming experiences Joey, my CIT and I had with our group of 10 year-olds, but that's not what this story is about. Although, we did have a wonderful time with our kids over the summer.
I suppose before I get to the main point of the story I should say that Joey and I did have an amazing time watching how our boys all grew and matured in the eight weeks we had them with us. As their parents left the camp in early July after dropping them off, each boy was near tears, frightened of being left alone with strangers, and the uncertainty of what was going to happen to them in the next two months. After a few days, they all relaxed greatly though when they realized Joey and I weren't ogres, and that we weren't going to make them walk barefoot over hot coals, or throw them out of the canoes in the middle of the lake and make them swim back to camp. As summer progressed, they each formed closer relationships with Joey and myself, and their fellow cabin mates. They began to have fun, and soon began to look forward to each day's new adventures. By the time their "incarceration" at Camp Wilderness was over, none of them wanted it to end, and most of them were in tears, when after hugging both Joey and I tightly good-bye, their parents lead them to their cars for their trip home.
Instead of telling you about all the things that happened to us over the summer with our kids, which probably would make for an interesting read, what this story is really about is the relationship that developed between Joey and myself, and specifically about how close we became as the summer ended.
Like I said in the beginning, I really wasn't looking forward to spending the summer in charge of a 16 year-old and 10 ten year-olds, but I wasn't given a choice. My father wanted me to work over the summer before college started, and I hadn't found myself a suitable job by the end of our spring vacation during my senior year of high school, so my Dad took it upon himself to find one for me! One where I'd learn responsibility, and become more mature!
So it was that on July 5th, I loaded up my car, and in a bad mood, took off on the nearly 3 hour drive to Camp Wilderness. We counselors and the CITs were to arrive at camp that day, to spend the next few days preparing the camp for the following weekend's arrival of our charges.
When I arrived at the camp, I checked in and found that my CIT wasn't there yet. I was given my cabin number and told I'd find a list on the desk there of chores and tasks to be done.
About a half hour after I got to the cabin, as I was stuffing the refrigerator with drinks and snacks that had been delivered earlier, I heard the screen door open. Looking up I saw a boy who looked like he was only about 13 or 14 walking in. He was short and skinny, and had black hair that was cut in a very short brush cut. His skin was pale and his face, which was pleasant looking, but which wore a sober expression, was lightly freckled. He had soft brown, rather soulful looking eyes, with long thick lashes, and thick eyebrows. He looked a little nervous. When I stood up I saw that he was very short. He only looked to be about 5'4" tall compared to my 6'1". At first I wondered if one of the campers had shown up too early. I really didn't think he was old enough to be my 16 year-old CIT.
"Are you George?" he asked, in a soft, shy voice, looking a little warily at me.
"Yup," I said, wondering if maybe I'd been mistaken about the CITs having to be 16.
"I'm Joey Wagnall - your CIT," the boy said, still looking nervously at me, and blushing slightly.
"Really?" I said, apparently with a surprised look on my face.
"Uh.. yeah," he said, blushing a little more.
"Oh! OK!" I said, realizing I was making him feel uncomfortable.
I smiled and stuck my hand out, and said "Cool! Pleased to meet you."
Joey smiled hesitantly, then and said, "Me too."
He reached out and we shook hands. For being a little guy, he had a good-sized hand, and a firm grip. As I looked him up and down, although he looked rather scrawny, I noticed, that like some other boys his age, he had rather large feet, to match his big hands.
"So... dump your stuff and you can help me get everything on this list done," I said.
"OK," Joey said.
He smiled just a little more broadly. When he did, the cutest dimples appeared on his cheeks, causing him to look even more boyish, but cute as hell too.
Before we continue, I suppose I should mention to you that shortly after I went through puberty, I discovered that I was gay.
My best friend at the time and I were the same age, and at the same stage in our development. We always talked about everything together. Naturally, when I first began shooting cum, I asked him if he did too. He grinned and told me he did. As we talked more, we discussed how big our hardons got, and how much pubic hair we had. Both of us developed hardons as we discussed all this. One thing had led to another and we ended up naked, comparing our dicks with each other. Of course while doing this, it was necessary for one of us to hold the two of them together. He did first. Then he suggested I could too if I wanted to. I didn't need to be asked twice.
Again one thing led to another and we ended up lying on the bed next to each other jerking each other off! It had felt great to have someone else jack us off, and all too soon we'd both blown our loads all over our bellies.
From that day on, every time we got together, we immediately went to my room, or his if we were at his house. Soon as we were behind closed doors, our clothes all came off, and we began pleasuring each other. Of course we didn't stop at just jacking off. About the third time we got together Nate asked if I'd ever wondered what a blow job felt like. Of course I did. He suggested maybe we could suck on each other's dicks to see what it was like. A little nervously I agreed. Before I could change my mind, Nate had dropped to his knees and swallowed my dick! I couldn't believe how eagerly he was going at it, but I was in heaven immediately. A minute later, just when I felt like my orgasm was going to start building, he stopped and stood up. It was my turn to do him! Reluctantly, I dropped into a squat. I contemplated his hardon a moment, marveling at how beautiful it was, until it twitched a few times, as he bobbed it up and down, and he complained that I wasn't sucking on him. Smiling I took his organ into my mouth and begun sucking on him. I was surprised to find that it wasn't disgusting at all. In fact I found it kind of exciting to be giving my friend as much pleasure as he'd just given me. Just as I was about to stop sucking on him, Nate had put his hands on my head and begged me not to stop. Realizing he was probably getting ready to shoot his load, I really wasn't sure I wanted to keep sucking on him, but I knew that people who gave each other blow jobs usually let the person cum in their mouths, so I kept going, hoping it wouldn't be really disgusting! I'd tasted my own cum a few times, and it hadn't tasted bad, so I hoped Nate's would be similar. Within seconds, Nate was gasping and pumping my mouth full of his cum. I was surprised that his cum actually tasted good in a curious way, so I swallowed it and kept sucking on him, and he continued groaning and filling my mouth, until his orgasm was over. When I stood up I was afraid Nate wasn't going to want to give me the same service, but I was surprised when he rinned and told me how awesome it had felt, and that it was my turn to get off. Immediately he squatted and went back down on me. He sucked me off til I came in his mouth too! And of course, it felt awesome!
Of course, after that, we never jerked off anymore. Whenever we got together, it was always a suck-fest. Most often, we'd crawl onto the bed in a '69' as soon as we were naked, and then we'd leisurely wash each other's genitals with our tongues, until after a few minutes we couldn't stand it any longer and we would begin sucking on each other in earnest, until we both exploded, filling each other's mouths over and over with our love juice.
After a few weeks, we branched out further and began to experiment with fucking each other up the ass. It was Nate's idea to try it. He had been playing with sticking things up his ass, and liked the feeling. At first when we tried to put our dicks up each other, we both found it painful, but Nate insisted we keep trying because he knew gay guys loved to be fucked up the ass. So we worked at it until we'd perfected our technique, and each of us was able to take the other's dick without any pain. We figured out after a while though that Nate liked having my dick up his ass, and I liked putting it there, much more than the other way around, so after that, I was almost always on top.
Nate and I had a full sex life. We spent almost every afternoon after school pleasuring each other that year. To our horror though, that summer, my father was transferred, and we had to move away. The last time we were together, we both cried when I had to leave. Nate and I stayed in touch, but we lived too far away from each other to get together anymore. Being so outgoing, Nate found himself a new fuck buddy a few months after I left. They stayed together throughout high school, and still are a couple. About a year ago, Nate "came out" to his parents. They took it moderately well. I have always remained closeted, certain that my father would blow a gasket and kick me out if he ever found out I wasn't straight. Since moving away from Nate, I haven't found a boyfriend or even another fuck buddy. Subsequently, I've spent the rest of my teenage years pleasuring myself with just my hand and a bottle of hand lotion. Now at 18, I'm in my sexual prime, and I'm horny as hell! Unfortunately my appetite for sex is going unsatisfied... or - I should say, up until recently it's been going unsatisfied!
Because of my strong sexual desires, I never missed a chance to check out any cute guys who I found myself with. So, as Joey started to help me out, even though he looked young, I found myself observing him.
I noticed right away that he was indeed, very cute.
From behind, his ass nicely filled the seat of his jeans. I really would've liked to reach out and give his cheeks a squeeze, or better still, rip his jeans down and bury my face between his cheeks, but of course I couldn't.
Then, when Joey squatted to pick something up, as his jeans pulled tightly up against his body, I also noticed he a good size bulge in his crotch too.
At one point as we worked, Joey looked up and caught me looking at him. As he blushed and smiled shyly, he looked absolutely adorable.
Although Joey looked young, I found out quickly that he was a serious, and knowledgable boy, who was willing to pull his own weight. He worked hard alongside me, and we soon had our cabin set up.
Over the next few days, together with the other counselors and CITs, we completed getting everything in the camp ready for the influx of kids on Saturday.
As we worked together each day, Joey and I talked and got to know each other better. His initial nervousness wore off quickly, and we found we got along very well with each other. I was glad about that, and he seemed much more relaxed and happier too.
We were both surprised to learn that he lived in the same town where I was going to be going to school in the fall!
"So, maybe we'll get to see each other sometimes then after we're home?" Joey had asked, sounding hopeful.
"Yeah, that'd be nice," I said, grinning, happy that he apparently wanted to stay friends after the summer was over.
The Friday night before the kids were due to arrive, we were both tired, so I suggested we turn in early, as we had to be up early the next morning. Joey yawned and agreed, and headed for the bathroom to get ready for bed. A couple minutes later he came out and crawled into his bed, which was on the opposite side of the room and the opposite end of the row from my bed. We had figured we'd best have one of us on each end of the room, to keep better track of the boys once they were there. I finished up in the bathroom after Joey, and crawled into my own bed. We said good-night, and I flipped the light off. Then, for a while, I laid on my back, quietly thinking about the upcoming day.
Almost a half hour later, I still wasn't asleep, but I'd been lying so still that Joey, who apparently wasn't sleeping either, must've thought I was. I heard him rustling his bedcovers a little. Just as I was about to ask him if he was awake, I heard a soft rythmic squeaking sound start up in his corner of the room. A moment later I grinned as I realized it was the sound of his bed springs, and that he must've started jerking off. Of course my own dick quickly began to inflate as I imagined what he lookied like masturbating.
I remained silent, listening to the action from Joey's bed. The same rythmic squeaking continued for a couple minutes. Then, it seemed to speed up a little and become a bit louder. I also could hear Joey's breathing, which had become a little deeper and raspier. A minute later, the speed of the squeaking sped up dramatically, and Joey's breathing got even louder. Suddenly I heard him gaspsof
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Needless to say, after listening to Joey pleasuring himself, and picturing the scene in my mind, my dick was straining at the cloth of my boxers and I felt a wet spot forming in them, as I'd begun leaking pre-cum. I was hornier than ever and had to jack off!
"Oh fuck!" I groaned and got up.
Joey's bed springs squeaked suddenly, and I heard a slight gasp from him, as if I'd startled him.
"Next time use the bathroom," I said, snickering a little as I walked past his bed, with my dick seriously tenting the front of my boxers. "Ya got me so horned up I gotta go take care of myself now!"
I went into the bathroom then and closed the door behind me. Quickly I stood over the toilet in one of the stalls and jacked off until shuddering with pleasure, I'd spasmed several times, draining my load of cum into the bowl. When I was finished, I wiped the tip of my dick with some toilet paper, flushed, and headed back for my bed.
As I passed by Joey's bed, he was obviously pretending to be asleep. He'd never snored quite as loudly as he was then.
I chuckled and said "I know you're awake yet. You never snore that loudly! Don't sweat it. We all have to take care of ourselves periodically. Just... be careful to be more private once the boys are here!"
Joey's fake snoring stopped, but he didn't reply. I crawled back into my bed, and within a few minutes I was asleep.
The next morning when we got up, Joey blushed when I looked over and grinned at him.
"I told you! Relax!" I said, smiling and winking at him. "You weren't doing anything either one of us doesn't do all the time! Just don't get caught by the kids! I'll try not to either!"
The redness didn't leave Joey's face right away, but he smiled a little foolishly at me, and looked relieved that I wasn't making fun of him. I changed the subject then, and things got back to normal between us.
Soon, the campers began to arrive, and we were too busy to think about our masturbatory practices anymore.
We were both extremely busy all summer taking care of our kids. Like I said earlier, it started out a little strained, but soon, the kids all realized they liked what we were doing, and we ended up having a lot of fun with them.
The first night the boys were with us, they were all a little nervous yet, and weren't sure how we'd discipline them if they didn't obey us. After supper, I announced they had to be in bed with lights out by 10:00. So after we'd toasted some marshmallows and made S'mores, then sat around the campfire telling Ghost stories, they all dutifully got ready and went to bed when I told them to. After they were all tucked in, Joey and I went and sat out on the porch for a while, and discussed what we were going to do the next day.
At one point about a half hour later, we were sitting quietly, and I suddenly realized it was more than just the crickets I was hearing. One of the boys' beds was squeaking.
I chuckled and said, "Someone's got the same problem you and I had last night!"
Joey blushed, but grinned along with me.
After a few minutes, the squeaking stopped. Joey and I talked a few minutes longer, then I suggested he go use the bathroom and get ready for bed. I pointedly told him to shut and lock the bathroom door, be quiet about whatever he was doing, and that I'd wait to get ready for bed til he was finished. He blushed again, profusely this time, but smiled and got up and went inside. Immediately he went to the bathroom. Ten minutes later, he re-emerged, and went to bed. I winked at him as he looked up at me, when I headed to the bathroom. He looked embarrassed yet, but smiled at me. I of course took care of myself too, then got ready for bed as well.
This became our routine for the rest of the summer. In that way, both Joey and I managed to keep our sanity and relax enough to fall asleep.
We smiled at each other night, as we sat on the porch together, when after all the other boys had fallen asleep, we heard the one boy's bed springs start squeaking. One night, not long after we first heard it, together, we peered through the window into the cabin and saw some movement from the bed of one of our bigger kids - Brian. It appeared he was lying on his stomach humping the bed, because where his ass was, kept going up and down. We both chuckled quietly as we watched him for a minute.
"Think he shoots cum already?" Joey asked, being uncharacteristically blunt about a sexual topic. He had never spoken openly like that about sex with me.
"Could be. He's big enough, and I think I noticed he had a little pubic hair already," I said. "Fact, I think he's the only one who does have any."
"Yeah, none of the others do, but he does - and actually he has more than just a little," Joey said.
He blushed when I looked at him, surprised by his comment.
"Early bloomer I guess," I said, smiling at Joey.
We both sat back down and left Brian to his masturbating. I noticed though that Joey's crotch was bulging more than usual. Of course, mine was too!
I swore at one point I saw Joey glance toward my crotch to check me out. He blushed profusely when he looked up and saw me looking at him. I just grinned and winked at him, which caused him to turn even darker red.
Shortly after Brian finished getting off, Joey got up and headed quickly to the bathroom. I noticed that there was a definite bulge in his crotch yet as he entered the cabin.
The next morning, while the boys were all at arts and crafts, I went back to the cabin to get something. I was alone, so I went over to the Brian's bed and opened it. I grinned when I saw cum stains on the bottom sheet, where the boy's pelvis would be. Quickly I made the bed up again. I must've made it a little better than he usually did, because I noticed he got red-faced and looked around suspiciously at everyone when he opened his bed again that night. I also noticed that he waited a little longer to begin humping his bed that night than he usually did. When he did start up, I whispered to Joey that I'd checked his sheets earlier and we'd been right - there were a lot of cum stains on them. Joey's eyes shot open and his jaw dropped, as I sat grinning at him. I noticed a minute later, his crotch was bulging again!
And so our summer went. We had a good group of boys, who all behaved remarkably well, and surprisingly, we had very few problems. They enjoyed most of what we did with them too. As I said, they were all pretty upset when it was time for them to go home, and Joey and I hated to see our time with them end too.
After they were gone, we counselors and CITs were left alone at the camp, with the task of closing the place up for the season. It was strange being alone with Joey in our cabin the first night.
"Guess you can go back to jacking off in bed if you want," I teased him that evening.
Predictably, Joey blushed.
"I'll use the bathroom yet thanks. Don't need to be getting you all excited!" he quipped.
I laughed, happy that he was comfortable enough with me to tease me back now. I noticed a couple minutes later that his crotch looked lumpy though. I also noticed he seemed to be checking mine out too. Again he reddened when he looked up and saw me looking at him. Immediately he went to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. When he came out a few minutes later, he was still red in the face, and went directly to bed. Wondering if there was more to it than just adolescent curiosity, I smiled to myself, and went to the bathroom and relieved myself as well, then went to bed too.
The next day one of our tasks was to hike up to our cabin's outpost and knock it down for the season. Each cabin had its own outpost, which basically is a spot off in the woods by itself, where there's a picnic table under a tent, shich usually has the sides rolled up. There's also a round stone-lined fireplace for cooking over and campfires. Anyway, it was our task to go to our outpost, take the tent down, and lean the table gainst a tree so rain and snow would run off it. We also had to make sure any garbage was picked up. The outposts were all a good distance from the main camp, and from each other, and were postitioned along several trails leading away from the main camp through the surrounding forests. The outpost that had been assigned to me, Joey, and our kids was the furthest one out on the particular trail we had to take to get to it, and we'd all thoroughly enjoyed our hikes through the woods to get to it. Along the way, we had to go past two other cabins' outposts. We had liked how remote our spot was. And, it had a nice stream that went by it that the boys had liked to play in, wading and catching polliwogs and such.
Since it was nearing lunch time, Joey and I packed sandwiches and drinks to take along with us, on our hike up to our outpost, deciding like most of the other pairs of counselors and CITs had, to picnic at our spot.
We took off a little later than the others for our outpost, as we'd been helping board up the changing rooms by the pool. As a result, everyone else had about a half hour lead on us. Not that it mattered to us. We weren't on a tight schedule for the rest of that day.
As we walked along we passed the first outpost on the path. It was off to the right, behind some trees and bushes. We could hear a counselor swearing and there was a loud bang.
"I told you to hold the damned pole up!" he hollered, apparently at his CIT.
"Sorry," the boy replied. You could hear in his voice that he was cringing.
Joey and I grinned at each other and continued onward.
A couple minutes later, Joey stopped and turned to face off the trail.
"I gotta piss like a race horse!" he said, reaching down and unzipping his fly.
"Might as well join you," I said, turning to face in the same direction and opening my fly as well.
We each extracted our dicks and a moment later were standing side by side watching urine stream from them to the ground. I noticed that Joey had a thick strong stream, and that he peed for almost as long as I did. He apparently had a large bladder and large urethra like I did. smiling to myself, I also noticed that he was studying my stream as well.
When he was finished peeing, Joey shook his penis a couple times, then stuffed it back in his pants. I did the same a couple seconds later.
We resumed our hike up the trail then.
About ten minutes later we were coming up on the second outpost along the path.
Suddenly we heard a boy's voice cry out "OOWWwwww!!!! Fuck! Slow down Jack!"
We both stopped and listened, wondering what was happening.
"That sounded like Curtis!" Joey said, listening alertly. "I wonder if he got hurt?"
Curtis was a good looking 16 year-old boy who had beautiful wavy, shoulder length, light brown hair. He was a CIT who Joey was friendly with. Jack was a good looking, tall, lanky 18 year old counselor who Curtis was assigned to. He was a nice guy, who had straight blond hair that hung almost to his shoulders. He and I'd gotten along pretty well too. The kids they'd been counseling were in the next younger age group then our's, so occasionally throughout the summer, we'd merged our two groups of kids together for joint activities.
"Sorry! I lost my footing. Didn't mean to go so fast!" we heard a Jack's voice say rather apologetically.
"It's OK!" Curti said. "Go ahead, just be careful this time!"
"Ya sure?" Jack asked, sounding concerned.
"Yeah. It's OK," Curtis said.
Joey and I looked at each other curiously.
"'K," Jack said.
"Mmmmmmm!!!!" Curtis moaned a moment later.
"Oh yeah!" Jack purred, sensually.
Joey and I looked at each other again, both or us raising our eyebrows in surprise. Joey looked a little confused too I noticed. I motioned for him to be quiet and to follow me. Whatever Jack and Curtis were up to sounded too interesting not to investigate. I walked down the little side path that ran off the main path toward their outpost, stopping when there was still one leafy bush between us and the clearing. Carefully I pulled a branch down and peered into the clearing. Joey did the same.
My mouth dropped open and my eyes bulged when I saw what was happening. I turned to look at Joey and he was staring at me with his mouth hanging open as well. Quickly we both looked back toward the clearing.
"OHHhhhhhhhhh!" Curtis was groaning sensually, obviously feeling a great deal of pleasure.
He was completely naked, lying on his back on the picnic table with his ass positioned right on the edge of the end of the table. Jack was naked too, except for his hiking boots, which were unlaced and open, as if he'd taken them off to remove his pants, but which he'd stepped back into, so his feet didn't get hurt stepping on anything. He was standing at the end of the picnic table. His pelvis was pressed firmly against Curtis's ass cheeks, and Curtis's legs were thrown up and over Jack's shoulder, as Jack ground his dick as deeply into Curtis's rectum as he could.
Suddenly Jack pulled backward, sliding his dick almost all the way out of Curtis. Then, he slowly pushed forward again, plunging it once again, deeply back inside the boy. Again, as Jack's dick slid back into him, Curtis groaned in ecstasy.
Instantly and rapidly, my dick began to swell as I watched my friend giving it to his CIT up the ass! I completely forgot that Joey was standing next to me, as I watched Jack slowly long-dicking Curtis, causing them both to moan with pleasure.
Within seconds I was hard as a rock and my dick was throbbing. I so wished I was standing in Jack's place, shoving my dick in and out of the hot teenager's rectum! It had been years since I'd last had my dick up another boy's ass, but I remembered like it was yesterday how excellent it felt! As I continued watching Jack and Curtis, my hand automatically moved to my crotch. I pulled on my hardon through my jeans, releasing it from its bent position, where it had been curled comfortably downward in from of my balls, so that it stuck straight out to the left in front of the crease between my hip and thigh. Then, I began squeezing and massaging it.
"AAawwwww!!!" Curtis moaned, each time Jack slid his long fat throbbing piece of meat back into him.
Then each time Jack pulled out of him, to the point that only the head of his dick was still lodged inside him, Curtis sighed slightly.
Suddenly, Joey leaned a little toward me and bumped into me, and I remembered he was there with me. Quickly I glanced down at him. He looked up at me at the same time. His face was blotched with redness and he wore a mixed expression of shock, confusion, and desire. I noticed too, as I looked down at him, that his hand was in his crotch too. His face quickly became uniformly red, as he realized I'd seen him groping himself. Quickly he ripped his hand away. I realized then that the blotchy redness on his face from before wasn't due to embarrassment, as his complete redness now indicated, but instead that he must've literally felt hot over what we were watching, as I did too. My own face felt hot in spots, and I expected I too probably had blotchy red spots as well.
"Go faster!" Curtis gasped, causing Joey and I to both forget about any mutual embarrassment we were feeling, and to snap our heads back toward what was going on in the clearing.
"MMMMMmmm!" Curtis groaned as Jack began shoving his cock in and out of him harder and faster.
I began kneading my cock a little harder. My arm bumped Joey's back and as he glanced back at it, I noticed his gaze followed it down to my crotch. When he saw what I was doing, his head popped up to look at me. His expression now looked as if he was seeking my approval to copy me. Too horned up to bother being embarrassed, I just grinned and winked at him. Blushing a little more deeply, he grinned back at me, but then looked back to the clearing. His hand returned to his crotch and he too began to blatantly play with his own hardon through his jeans again too.
The two of us stood together silently for the next couple minutes, each kneading our hardon as we watched in surprise, and with lust as one of our fellow counselors pounded his dick in and out of his CIT's asshole, causing both of them immense carnal pleasure.
After a minute I was able to draw my attention away from Jack and Curtis for a moment to look down at my own CIT. Joey was standing in rapt attention watching his friend taking it up the ass, and receiving so much pleasure while doing so. Joey's hand was busily squeezing and pulling on his own hardon as he watched. His mouth was hanging open and he was breathing in deep gasps.
Suddenly, as if he felt my eyes upon him, Joey looked up at me. I was more shocked by the look on his face, than I'd been when I first saw Jack fucking Curtis. When he looked up at me, Joey wore a profoundly wanton look of desire! The expression on his face looked to me as if he was trying to convey to me that he wished it was the two of us who were in the clearing having sex. As my own face registered surprise at his expression, he turned purple and guiltily looked away, back toward Jack and Curtis.
Not wanting Joey to feel bad about his desire, I laid my left hand on his shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. He started with surprise, when my hand first made contact with him, and his head swung toward me. I smiled benevolently at him. He seemed to relax then, and turned back toward Jack and Curtis.
It seemed that Curtis was gasping and groaning more passionately then, And, Jack was grunting and panting for breath as he slammed his stiff rod in and out of the boy.
Within a few seconds, Curtis's face contorted and he began whimpering slightly. He grasped his penis, which until a minute earlier had been bouncing flacidly up and down, jarred by each of Jack's forward thrusts. Now, it was hard, and oozing precum. curtis began deftly jerking off, as Jack continued plowing in and out of him.
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHhhhhhhh!!!" Curtis cried out suddenly a few seconds later. A thick rope of cum shot out of his dick, splattering across his chest, some of it dribbling over his left shoulder.
"UUuuuUhhhhhhhh!!!!" Jack gasped, as his face contorted too, and his ass cheeks clenched. He was obviously blowing a load of jism deep into Curtis's intestines.
"MMmmmmmm!!!!" Curtis groaned as he ejaculated another glob of semen, which landed in a string from his navel up to the middle of his chest.
"Awwww!" Jack moaned, cumming again as he shoved his cock deep inside Curtis.
Glancing down at Joey I saw he had stopped kneading his hardon. He was just holding it now, squeezing it tightly, as with his mouth hanging wide open, he watched in awe as our two friends experienced such utter rapture.
I couldn't stop wishing that I was Jack, and that it was I who was flooding Curtis's insides with my cum. Then suddenly... a mental image flashed before my eyes, and I saw myself and Joey doing what Jack and Curtis were doing. Suddenly, I wished it was Joey whose insides I was flooding! Instantly, more pictures flashed through my mind of Joey and I doing exactly what Jack and Curtis were doing, up at our own outpost.
"Fuck!" I thought to myself, wishing that could happen.
"Oh fuck! That was awesome!" Curtis gasped, as he smiled up at Jack.
Jack had stopped fucking Curtis, but was still standing with his dick up Curtis's ass. He was grinning down at Curtis.
"I'm so gonna miss you Curt!" he said, sadly.
"Me too!" Curtis replied, suddenly looking sad as well.
Realizing they were through and might get up off the table at any moment, I squeezed Joey's shoulder again, with my hand which was still lying on it. When he looked up at me, he still wore a look of extreme desire, but it was tempered with confusion again. I smiled at him and motioned for him to follow me. Then I turned and quietly made my way back toward the main path. Silently, Joey followed me. When I reached the main path, I kept going, turning right and heading further up the hill.
I waited until we were a few minutes further along the path before I finally stopped. Joey looked at me. He still looked awed by what we'd seen, and I noticed his crotch was still bulging, as was my own. He looked confused and nervous though too.
We just looked at each other a minute. Both of us realized we were each still extremely aroused by what we'd seen, but neither of us seemed to know what to say.
After a moment I grinned sheepishly and said, "And I bet you thought we had become really close to each other this summer!"
Joey smiled shyly and blushed.
"I...I never expected to see anything like that!" he said finally, smiling nervously. "Especially not with them!"
I didn't know what to say, so I just said what popped in into my mind next.
"You looked like it sure got you all hot and bothered though," I said, with a slight smirk.
Immediately I wished I hadn't said it. Joey's eye got a little bigger and he blushed deeper red. He didn't look away from me though, instead he stared up at me, his face a mixture of embarrassment, guilt, and extreme nervousness. Through all of these emotions though, I could still see a look of desire in his eyes.
As I softened my smile into a more friendly one, I contemplated him.
He surprised me when he suddenly said, "so did you!"
It was my turn to go red in the face and look stupidly, yet also with a look of desire at Joey then.
"Guess it's been a while since either of us has had sex eh?" I said, chuckling nervously. "Most any sex looks good to us now huh?"
Joey forced a chuckle and nodded slightly in a nervous way.
"S-so you've had sex before?" he asked a moment later.
I smiled and nodded.
"You?" I asked.
"Naw," he said, looking down at the ground, obviously embarrassed about his lack of experience. "Umm... I-I want to... but..."
His voice trailed off and he got quiet.
I grinned and said, "I hear you. I wanta again too! Fuck, those guys looked like they were having fun!"
"But...... they were both guys!" Joey said, looking curiously at me.
"Uh... yeah," I said, turning red again, realizing I'd half-way outted myself. "But... it's been so long since I've had sex, any sex looks good. I mean... at least they looked like they were having good orgasms! Didn't they?"
"Yeah," Joey said cautiously, looking at me with a confused look.
I noticed his crotch was still bulging as we talked. Mine was too of course. I also noticed that he glanced down at mine a couple times.
"So... watching Jack and Curtis really got you hot?" Joey asked nervously, but still looking curiously at me.
I looked at him. He looked a little afraid about having asked me that. I noticed though that his breathing was a little heavier, as if he was excited. I got the definite impression that he was hoping I'd say yes.
"Well... yeah. I guess! But I saw your hand in your crotch too! Are you going to tell me it didn't get you hot and bothered too?" I said.
Joey's color darkened as he became more obviously embarrassed. He looked almost like he was going to be sick.
Suddenly he looked up at me and said, "There's something I haven't told you. I - I..."
Joey's face took on an anguished look, as he looked up at me.
"You can tell me anything, and it'll be alright!" I said, putting a hand on his shoulder, realizing what he most likely wanted to say.
"I'm gay!" he blurted. "And - And when I saw what they were doing - I wished you and I were having sex like that too!"
Although I was expecting he might admit that what we'd seen had excited him, I was shocked that Joey had actually just come out to me. I was even more shocked by his admission that he'd wished it was the two of us who'd been having sex that way! I looked at him in shock for a moment, as he looked at me with terror-filled eyes.
When my surprise wore off, a grin spread over my face. Joey looked uncertain about my reaction.
I took my hand off Joey's shoulder and gently cupped him under the chin, as his expression became even more confused. He was looking almost pleadingly at me then, not sure what I was going to say or do.
"Shit did you and I sure waste our summer!" I said, smiling ruefully.
"Wh-what?" he asked, looking relieved that I hadn't hit him, but completely confused then.
Grinning yet, I said, "I'm gay too Joey, and all summer I've thought you were really hot! Most nights when I was taking care of myself in the bathroom, it was you I was thinking about. If we'd've known right away about how we felt abouteach other, we coulda been having as much fun as those two were all summer too!"
Joey's eyes widened in shocked surprise. I visibly saw the tension leave his body, then a moment later his adorable dimples appeared as a huge smile spread across his face.
"So... you're gay too? And y-you wish we were doing the same things they were doing?" he asked, not daring to believe he'd heard me correctly.
"Yeah!" I said, grinning, and massaging his chin a moment before letting it go.
"S-so... do you want to do what they were doing then?" he asked, suddenly looking seriously at me.
"Yeah Joey," I smiled warmly. "But Joey. Only if it's what you really want to do too. If you don't want to, it's OK. We won't do anything then!"
Joey grinned hugely again.
"I DO want to!" he exclaimed a moment later in a suddenly somewhat raspy voice.
His smile faded, and the wantonly desirous look reappeared on his face.
I grinned and said, "How about we get up to our outpost then? If you still feel the same way when we get there, maybe we can see what happens!"
"George! I-I've never done anything with anyone before!" Joey said, suddenly looking extremely nervous.
I reached out and patted him on the cheek.
"Well, it's up to you if we do anything at all. Anyway, I've done pretty much everything, and I'm willing to teach you anything you want to learn!" I said. "I promise if we try anything, I'll take it slow and easy. I won't do anything to hurt you, and I won't make fun of you for not knowing how to do things either."
An incredulously joyous smile spread across Joey's face. I'd never seen him smile so broadly. I noticed his eyes looked wetter than usual too. Impulsively he stepped over to me, wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.
I felt a huge lump in my throat as I hugged him back.
A moment later we released each other, and stood looking at each other. I saw his hardon, which was tenting the crotch of his pants, twitch a little, causing mine to twitch as well. Breathing heavily, Joey suddenly reached for his dick and gave it a squeeze.
I chuckled and said, "C'mon. Let's get going before you cream your pants!"
I turned and headed off up the path again. Grinning, Joey hurried behind me, walking almost on my heels...
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