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Me and My CIT
A Change of Seasons
I could tell it was a beautiful, sunny, late August day when I woke up. There were streaks of sun shining in the edges of the curtains, and the birds were noisily twittering in the trees outside. There was a slightly chilly crispness to the air, and my nose felt a little cold.
Joey was snuggled securely under my left arm, lying half on top of me, straddling my left leg. Of course we were both totally naked, and I couldn't help but smile over how nice it felt to be laying together so intimately - skin to skin. Joey's penis was fully erect and was lying pressed between his lower abdomen and my left hip. Occasionally he let out a tiny grunt, and I felt his pelvis wiggle about slightly. I expected he was having a sex dream. I hoped it didn't turn into a wet dream though, because I wanted to be the one to bring him off, and drink his boy juice!
I looked at my watch, which lay on the night stand next to my cot. It said 7:30 AM. It was the morning after our evening with Jack and Curtis, and our last day at camp. In another couple hours, the CIT's parents would be arriving to pick them up. After they were gone, we counselors would pack up our cars and leave as well. I felt sad that my time with Joey, as I knew it, was about to end. I wasn't overly upset though, because as it turned out, he lived in the same town where I was going to be going to college, starting in a couple weeks, and we'd already agreed to try and get together as often as possible once I got there.
As I lay quietly thinking about all of this, with Joey slumbering peacefully in my arms, he must've sensed I was awake, as he too began to stir. I tried to lay completely still, so that he wouldn't wake up, and I could enjoy the warm softness of his naked body against mine a little longer. He must've had enough sleep though, because after a moment, his eyes fluttered open, then closed into slits against the morning light.
"Mornin'!" I said softly.
"Mmm," he gave a low grunt in reply.
Smiling, I rubbed his back a little and leaned forward and bussed him on the forehead. A smile crept across Joey's face, and his arm, which was hugging me, tightened momentarily.
We lay silently together for a couple minutes while Joey woke up. He yawned then and stretched a little, then settled back into my embrace.
"I wish we didn't have to go home today," he said.
"I know, me too," I said. "But we'll be seeing each other again soon."
"I know, but it won't be the same," he said.
"Well... it might be better. Ya never know!" I said.
"I guess..." he said. "But... I can't imagine it being better'n this!"
"I smiled and said, "Yeah, this past few days has been pretty awesome!"
"Yup," He said, yawning and stretching again. He turned more onto his side next to me, and settled into the crook of my arm again.
"How long til we have to get up and go for breakfast?" he asked.
"'Bout a half hour," I said.
"Damn! That's not much time!" he said. He smiled slightly then, and I felt his hand reach for and encircle my morning hardon, and start pumping it a little.
Grinning, I said, "enough so we can both get off first though!"
I rolled left and turned him onto his back, then pushed the covers off us, and backed up, so I was on my hands and knees, between his legs.
Joey gave a shiver then. Whether from the cool morning air, or the anticipation of what I was about to do to him, I wasn't sure. It didn't matter though. He was smiling happily as I leaned forward and engulfed the full length of his engorged penis in my mouth, and began sucking up and down on it, as he moaned with pleasure. As I sucked on him, I reached for his balls and began fondling them. In response, he spread his legs apart a little more, pulling his knees upward a little. My hand abandoned his scrotum then and moved downward to his ass crack. As I traced my finger up and down the outter edge of the lower portion of his crevice, Joey pulled his legs up further, invitingly.
I pulled off Joey's penis then and smiling, bent further down, and licked deeply through the crease between his buttocks, raking my tongue over his tight pucker, causing him to moan joyously, and reach down and pull his knees up all the way to his chest, fully exposing his anal opening for me. Smiling again, I began licking deftly at his rose bud, illiciting several grunts and moans of happiness from him. After a minute, I began jamming my tongue through his sphincter, causing him to groan loudly.
"Give me your dick!" he said, in a desperate gasp a minute or so later.
I'd been anticipating sucking Joey off completely, and had looked forward to swallowing his juice, but by then, I was so horny I needed to get off too, so fucking him suddenly looked like a better option for both of us. Grinning, I pulled off Joey's asshole, and reached for the tube of lube that was sitting on the night stand next to my watch. I opened it, squirted some into my hand, then slathered it on my throbbing cock. Then, I wiped what was left on Joey's ass, rubbing it onto his anus a little, then gently sliding my index finger through his ring muscle and pushing it up inside him, as he breathed in deeply while a look of passion formed on his face.
I slid my finger in and out of him for a minute, then added a second finger, illiciting still more moans of pleasure from the boy. I fucked him with both fingers for another minute or so, until I felt his asshole was relaxed and open enough to accommodate my raging boner.
I pulled my fingers out of Joey then and leaned over him, pushing my hips forward until the tip of my hardon, which was leaking copious amounts of precum by then, pressed up against his asshole.
"Ready?" I asked, smiling.
"Yeah! Stick it in!" he said, in a aroused tone, and smiling slightly.
I smiled and gently began pressing forward. At first, it seemed as if he was squeezing his hole shut, resisting me, then suddenly he relaxed again and slowly his hole opened back up and I slid forward, entering his rectum.
Joey gave a slight gasp, as the head of my cock slid into him.
I held in place for a moment, but he said, "Don't stop. Just keep going!"
Smiling again, I started to slowly push forward, sliding further and further up inside him, as he moaned happily, until I was completely buried inside his warm, soft, slippery anal cavity.
I rested a moment, with my cock shoved fully up inside Joey. After a minute, I slowly began sliding back out of him, bringing another smile to his lips. When I was almost all the way back out of him, I reversed and began pushing back into him, bringing another moan from his throat, as his smile was replaced with a passionate look. I began sliding steadily in and out of him then.
As I slowly long-dicked Joey he reached for his penis and began jacking off as well. Within a few seconds, we'd both fallen into a rythym together, and both became lost in our shared pleasureful feelings.
About a minute later, I felt my orgasm building up, and I expected Joey felt the same way, because his anus had involuntarily clenched my dick a couple times, as sometimes happens prior to an orgasm. Both of us were breathing heavily, and grunting occasionally, as I slammed my pelvis up and down, shoving my cock in and out of Joey's asshole, steadily rubbing the head of it back and forth over his prostate gland, repeatedly illiciting moans of pleasure from him.
Soon, I felt Joey speed up his stroke, and his body began tensing up. His face became redder, and an urgent look took over his eyes. Sensing his climax was imminent, my own began building quicker.
Suddenly, Joey's face contorted and he let out a groan. I felt his asshole clamp my dick tightly, and a gush of warm liquid hitting my belly.
"Awwww!!!" I cried out a second later, as I too tensed up and blew a stream of semen deep inside Joey's bowels.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Joey cried, squeezing my dick again, and blasting my belly with more of his jism.
"Mmmmm!!!" I moaned, as I flooded his bowels again with my own.
We both spasmed a few more times, before our orgasms ended. When they were over, I collapsed on top of Joey, stuffing my cock deep inside him and smearing his cum all over between our abdomens.
"Damn!" he gasped, between pants. "That was fine!"
"Oh yeah!" I said, smiling, as I hugged him tightly.
We lay together like that for a few minutes, until both our dicks had shrunk back to normal. Then, glancing at the clock I knew we had to get up. We had to be at the mess hall for breakfast in 10 minutes.
"C'mon! We gotta haul ass!" I said, pulling my now flacid dick out of Joey's hole, and crawling off him.
"Shit!" Joey exclaimed, jumping up too.
We both hurried into the bathroom, and jumped into the shower together, and washed each other off. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time for us to spend a few minutes pleasuring each other again.
After we were clean, we dried off, dressed quickly, and ran up to the mess hall, arriving only 3 minutes late.
"Have a nice morning?" Jack asked, grinning lewdly at me, as we sat down across from him and Curtis.
"Thanks for saving us a seat," I said. "As a matter of fact, yes we did. How about you guys?"
They both grinned and Jack waggled his eyebrows up and down quickly.
"I wish it wasn't over already though," Curtis said, his smile suddenly fading, and his tone becoming sad.
"Yeah," Jack agreed. Then, he tried to sound encouraging, adding "But... we're gonna keep in touch. I told you we could visit each other sometimes!"
"I know," Curtis said dolefully. "It won't be the same though - or often enough!"
"I know," Jack said quietly. He smiled sadly and reached over and mussed Curtis's long hair up.
Looking around the tables at the other counselors and their CITs, I saw that most of them all looked depressed as well. Apparently it had been a good summer for all of us. I wondered if any of the others had had as much fun as me & Joey, and Jack & Curtis.
"Are you guys gonna get to see each other at all after this?" Curtis asked.
"Yeah," Joey said, smiling. "George is going to school this fall where I live, so we're going to see each other sometimes."
"You're lucky!" Curtis said, glumly.
As we ate, we talked a little more and tried to figure out a way all four of us could try and get together once or twice over the winter. Jack suggested we try to all go skiing together once or twice, staying together for a weekend each time. We all thought that sounded fun. And we all agreed of course that we couldn't wait to work together again at the camp the following summer. The director had already told us we could if we wanted to, and that he'd pair us together again if we wanted to be, so we'd all signed up again. By the time we'd finished eating, we were all a little less depressed.
Luckily we'd all exchanged, addresses, phone numbers and e-mail addresses earlier, because after we finished eating, there wasn't time to talk anymore. We had to quickly finish packing and closing up camp.
Before we knew it, the boys' parents began arriving to pick them up. Curtis's mother and father were amongst the earliest to arrive, and they seemed to be in a hurry to get back on the road.
As I looked across the yard at them, I saw that Curtis was fighting back tears. As he said good-bye to Jack, he lost the battle and a couple tears broke loose from his eyes, which he quickly wiped away with the back of his hand. Then, he stepped closer to Jack and wrapped his arms around him and hid his face against Jack's chest. Smiling sadly, Jack wrapped his arms around the boy and hugged him, as Curtis's mother looked on smiling, and dabbing at her eyes with a Kleenex. Curtis's father looked a little disconcerted though at his son's emotional and intimate display.
"Can we go say good-bye to Curtis?" Joey asked.
"Sure," I said.
We walked over then, arriving just as he and Jack parted.
"Hey! Got one of them hugs for me?" I asked, smiling. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that his father looked a little more surprised.
Smiling, as he wiped his eyes again, Curtis turned to me and we hugged each other briefly.
His face reddened slightly as he pulled away from me and faced Joey. Joey grinned at him, and quickly stepped over to him and they gave each other a quick hug too.
"You boys must've had quite a fun summer!" Curtis's mother said.
"We did!" Curtis said, smiling, as we all nodded and agreed.
"Hmmm!" Curtis's father said, eyeing us all a little speculatively.
"And we're gonna next summer again! Right?" Joey said.
"You bet!" Curtis said, grinning.
"Alright then," his father said. "We better get going. We have a long trip ahead of us. You boys take care. And thanks for all you did for our son Jack!"
"Certainly sir," Jack said smiling, and sticking his hand out to Curtis's father, who smiled and shook it.
"Yes, thank you very much Jack!" Curtis's mom said, and she gave Jack a quick hug. "We expect you to come visit us over the winter!"
"I will maam, and thank you!" Jack said.
Curtis's father got into the car then, and his mother turned to get in too. Curtis's breath caught, and he looked stricken, and about to burst into tears again. Jack motioned slightly with his head for him to come to him. Curtis leaped over to him, and they wrapped their arms around each other and held each other tightly for a minute. I could see Jack whispering to Curtis. A moment later, they parted and Jack mussed Curtis's hair.
"Get going now," he said. "And be good! I'll talk to you on-line tonight!"
"OK, Bye..." Curtis said, smiling miserably through watery eyes.
He got in the car then, and his father gunned the engine and they took off. Curtis looked back at us through the back window and waved sadly as they drove away. We all waved back at him.
When they were gone, I noticed that Jack was surreptitiously rubbing his eyes suddenly too.
"Damn!" he muttered more to himself than to us. Quickly he said, "OK, I guess I can hit the road too now!"
"Guess this is good-bye then!" I said.
"For now," he said. "We'll work on hooking up once or twice this winter. That ski trip sounds fun! Maybe we can do that! And we'll be back here together next summer too!"
"Right," Joey and I both said.
Grinning, Jack stepped over and threw his arms around me. As we hugged briefly, I felt him press his crotch against my thigh. He had a hardon.
"Horny bastard," I muttered as we parted.
"I felt your's startin' to grow too!" he said, grinning.
Jack and Joey hugged each other too then. We said good-bye and Jack wandered off in the direction of his car. He waved to us and we waved back as he drove off a minute later.
"This is so depressing!" Joey said.
"I know, but just keep remembering we're gonna see each other again real soon!" I said, smiling.
Joey's mother arrived a few minutes later, while we were walking along the edge of the lake, looking across the water. She saw us, and joined us.
Although Joey was happy to see his mother, he was still sad to be leaving.
We talked for a while, telling his mother all that had happened during the summer. She listened with genuine interest to all our stories.
Eventually, we ran out of tales to tell her, and she suggested that she and Joey best get going, as they too had a long trip ahead of them.
Joey suddenly looked very stressed.
"Relax!" I said. "Two weeks and I'll be moving to school! We'll get to see each other again then!"
"Yes!" Mrs. Wagnall said. "You're welcome to visit us anytime you'd like George!"
"And maybe Joey can come visit me on campus sometimes too!" I said, smiling.
"Really?" Joey asked.
"I think so," I said. "We'll have to see what the rules are, but maybe you could spend some weekends with me there sometimes!"
"And you can stay over with us!" Joey said, enthusiastically.
"Sounds good!" I said, grinning.
We all stood looking at each other smiling for a moment then.
"Thank you so much George, for looking after Joey so well," his mother said, smiling and stepping over to hug me.
"It was truly a pleasure Mrs. Wagnall," I said. "He's a really great kid! And he's turning into a fine young man!"
I could see Joey smiling happily behind his mom. As his mother pulled back from me, his face suddenly clouded, as he realized it was time for us to say good-bye. Suddenly his eyes looked watery and his jaw started to tremble slightly.
"Hey! C'mon!" I said, reaching over and pulling him into a hug.
Joey squeezed me then, and held onto my tightly, with his face buried against my chest. He was trembling slightly, and I could tell he was crying.
"We'll see each other in a couple weeks. Knock it off already," I said, smiling at his mother who was smiling back at me.
"I'm sorry," Joey said, sniffling, still holding me tightly.
"It's OK," I said. I looked down and kissed him on the top of his head then. "I'm gonna miss you too. But we will see each other again soon!"
Joey snuffled and pulled away from me, then rubbed his eyes.
"Will you e-mail me tonight?" he asked.
"Sure!" I said. "Maybe we'll both be on together and we can IM too!"
"Cool!" he said, smiling then.
"OK, are you set honey?" Mrs. Wagnall asked.
"I guess," Joey said, reluctantly.
"Let's go then," she said.
"Take care, and I'll see you soon," I said, winking at Joey. "And it was a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Wagnall."
"Likewise, and I look forward to seeing a lot more of you when you get to school," she said, smiling.
"You will!" Joey said, grinning.
His mom and I smiled at him then.
"Bye," Joey said.
"Take care Joey," I said.
He got into the car then, and his mother smiled and walked around to the driver's side.
Joey leaned out the window and waved as the pulled away, and I waved back.
Once they were gone, I went said good-bye to the director, then went and got my car too, and left as well.
I had a good trip home. Got unpacked, did a laundry and cut the lawn. Mom made a nice meal - pot roast - one of my favorites.
That evening, I wasn't surprised to find Joey logged onto AIM when I logged on to check my e-mails. I had a shit load of them too after being gone all summer! luckily the majority were all junk e-mails! Anyway, I ignored them and chatted with Joey for a while. He too had had a good trip home. He was bemoaning the fact though that he had a hardon and I wasn't there to help him with it! Of course once he said that, the semi I was sporting fully engorged as well!
I asked him where his computer was located in his house. He said it was in the livingroom. I told him that was too bad, or we might've been able to have cyber sex. My computer was in my room.
"Mom'll be going to bed soon," he said, asking if I couldn't wait around a while. I did, and we talked about other things for a while. Suddenly he told me his mother had said good-night, and gone to bed.
"I've got my dick out and I'm playing with it!" he wrote.
I grinned and pulled mine out and started to fondle it, and typed back "me 2" with one hand. Then I jumped up and grabbed my lotion and squirted some into my hand and began jacking off, sliding my fist up and down my rod.
"So what do we do now?" he wrote.
"Hang on and I'll write what I'm imagining. Then you can answer with what you think about in response." I wrote.
Then, as I typed, he replied with an "k".
I told him then, how I imagined we were back at the camp, alone together in our cabin. My hand sliding up and down my dick reminded me of how it felt to be sliding it in and out of his asshole. It felt great, but not as good as the real thing though of course. I sent that.
He replied that he was imagining how good it felt when I was inside him, rubbing the head of my cock on his prostate.
We wrote back and forth like that for a few minutes. At the same time, I kept on masturbating, and he did too.
When he told me how he felt his orgasm coming on, and how great he felt, I quickened my pace for a moment, then quickly stood up and with a gasp, I ejaculated a thick string of semen across the surface of the desk, next to the computer monitor. I kept on pumping, and blew 4 or 5 more loads all over the desk, before my orgasm finally ended.
"Sorry - I was cumming! lol blew a big load all over my desk!" I wrote back.
There was no reply for a moment, then a smiley face and "Me too!" appeared on the screen.
I grinned and typed back "Awesome!" and got a shit-eating grin smiley in reply.
I cleaned myself up then, and we wrote back and forth a few minutes longer, then he signed off to go to bed, and I went about answering all my e-mail.
Two days later, we went to the shore for a few days, and I spent the entire time either tanning on the beach, riding the waves with a couple of guys my own age who I met. They were cute as hell, and I really wanted to hook up with one of them, but it was obvious they were both straight, so I kept my cover. It was a good time, but I ended up jacking off in our hotel's bathroom a few times a day for relief!
After we got home, there were just a few days for me to get ready to pack up to move to school. Then, before I knew it, it was time to go! I wasn't taking that much with me, and it all fit in my car, so I decided to do it alone! Mom was of course in tears as "her baby" drove out of the driveway to go out on his own! Myself, I was feeling "high as a kite"! I was finally on my own! And... it wouldn't be too long until I would be able to see Joey again! My dick was throbbing with anticipation as I turned onto the highway out of town, and I wasn't even going to see him until the next day at the earliest.
For the first hour I drove along, all I could think of was how great it was going to be to finally be with Joey again. In my imagination, I remembered how it felt whenever I slid my dick through his firm sphincter into his soft, warm, moist and slippery rectum. I couldn't wait to feel that awesome pleasure again! As I thought about it, my hand automatically reached down to my crotch, and I squeezed and massaged my aching genitals as I drove on.
Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I had to get some relief. I was just about to pull off on the shoulder of the road and masturbate right there with traffic going by, but a sign announcing a rest area 5 miles ahead appeared.
"Good!" I thought, pressing the gas pedal further toward the floor.
A few minutes later, I pulled into the rest area. As I walked into the building, and headed directly for the men's room, I hoped nobody noticed the huge bulge in the front of my jeans. Of course it didn't really matter, because I wouldn't know anyone who was there.
As I entered the men's room and headed for the toilet stalls, a cute dark-haired boy, roughly my own age, who looked uncannily like Harry Potter, glanced at me. He'd just stepped up to the urinals and was in the process of unzipping his fly. We looked directly at each other. When he saw me looking at his eyes, he quickly dropped his. I saw them open wide as his glance fell on my crotch. I felt my face getting hot, as he continued staring at my tenting jeans with a look of surprise on his face. Quickly, so as to remove myself from his view, I dove into the nearest stall, which happened to be the one directly behind him.
I glanced at the toilet. It was clean, so I spun around, opened my pants, gingerly lifted the waistband of my boxers over my hardon, which was trying to force itself straight out from my body, shoved my pants down and sat down on the toilet, holding my hardon in my hand, so that it didn't rest on the rim of the toilet, as it stuck straight out.
Through the crack in the door, I could see "Harry Potter" still standing at the urinal, and I could hear his stream of pee hitting the porcelain strongly. He urinated for several seconds, before he ran dry. I saw his ass cheeks, which were packed into a pair of tight jeans, contract, then relax a couple times, and heard him squirt a bit more pee at the urinal wall each time. He stood for a moment then, and I could see he was massaging his penis. Finally, he shook it, then pushed it back into his pants, zipped up, and immediately stepped away. As he did, I caught a quick glimpse of his face. As his eye passed the crack between the stall door and its wall, I saw clearly that he was trying to look in the crack at me. When he saw me looking back, I heard him gasp, and he moved quickly toward the sinks.
Once he was gone, I quickly unrolled some toilet paper, and stood up, took my cock, which was still stiff, in my hand and began masturbating. Within a minute, my orgasm built up, and gasping as quietly as possible, I ejaculated into the wad of toilet paper I was holding with my other hand. Groaning, I blew more sperm into the toilet paper a second later. I continued jacking off, and squirted 4 or 5 more loads of semen into the toilet tissue, before my orgasm ended.
"Finally!" I whispered softly to myself, as I wiped the tip of my penis, and tossed the paper into the toilet. Quickly I re-dressed, then turned and flushed the toilet.
As I stepped around the corner of the wall, into the bay of sinks, I was surprised to see "Harry Potter" standing at one of the closer sinks yet. He looked surprised to see me, as I was to see him yet. Glancing downward, I saw a lump in the front of his jeans. As I looked back up at him, he quickly averted his look, and his skin tinged pink.
"If you got a long ride ahead of you, you might want to use a stall and take care of that, like I just did!" I said. I smirked slightly then, as his head swiveled back, and he looked at me, shocked.
As we looked at one another, he turned bright red, but I saw a slight smile spread over his lips. He didn't reply, but just nodded slightly, once.
"I'd offer to help you with it, but... it is kinda public around here!" I said, smiling, and rinsing my hands off.
His eyes grew larger, and he blushed deeper. His smile grew slightly larger though, as he looked at me and swallowed. Glancing down, I saw his crotch was tenting much more obviously than it had been a moment earlier.
Someone walked in the door then, so I stepped over to the hand towels, pulled a couple out and dried my hands, as "Harry" proceeded to wash his hands. When the man, had gone past toward the bay of toilets and urinals, "Harry" looked up at me.
I winked at him and said, "See ya!"
He blushed again, but his smile grew larger, and he nodded again.
I turned and left then.
The rest of my trip to school was uneventful. When I got there, my roommate, who I hadn't met yet, hadn't arrived yet.
"Cool!" I thought to myself. "I get to pick my side of the room first!"
I selected the side of the room I thought looked larger and more comfortable, and which wasn't up against the wall our bathroom, and the next room's bathroom was up against. Then, I made several trips to my car, and carried all my stuff in.
Just as I was finishing putting my things away, there was a knock on the door.
"It's open!" I called.
The door opened, and I heard a shy-sounding male voice say "Are you George Wyland? I'm Carl Gendron your roommate."
When I turned around I stared in shock. There before me stood "Harry Potter" from the rest stop's men's room! He looked just as shocked as I did when he realized who I was too...
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