This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real life persons or places are purely coincidental.
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I had just turned 16 and it was the end of the school year. For us in the scouts, it meant no events or trips until summer camp, a month and a half away. A group of us, six, decided to do a beach camping trip together to celebrate the start of summer.
We packed up and set off, in the middle of the week. Figured we would spend a couple of days hanging out playing in the water, enjoying the sand. Two dads came with us, to drive and provide supervision.
When we arrived in the mid afternoon, we set up camp. Three tents, dug a pit to grill in, and immediately jumped in the ocean. The two dads set up their tents a good distance off, sat down in their chairs and cracked open the beers.
The beach was entirely empty the whole time. Still a bit early for the beach camping season, plus it was the middle of the week. We had the whole place to ourselves, and took advantage of it.
Boys will be boys as they say, so there was lots of running around, trying to pull off one another's bathing suits, the general teen boy stuff.
After dinner we went for one last swim while it was still light enough, then retired to sleep after a long day in the sun.
I was sharing a tent with Greg, the youngest boy there, 13 and a half. He was still small, and had just begun puberty not too long ago. We clambered into the tent and quickly changed out of our wet bathing suits with our backs to each other. I pulled on a pair of boxers, he pulled on his boxer briefs. After hanging out wet suits outside, we set off to sleep.
I was fiddling around on my phone while lying on top of my sleeping bag, it was way too hot to get into it when he first asked.
"Alan, do you...ya know..."
"Huh? Dude, what?
"Ya know, do you ever...touch yourself?"
I chuckled quietly. "You mean masturbate dude? Of course I do. Don't you?"
He laughed a little bit. "Yeah, I do. I just wasn't sure if everyone else did."
The conversation continued, talking about how everyone masturbates, guessing which of our friends does it the most, when we started. Eventually we wound up on the topic of porn, and I mentioned that I happened to have some videos saved on my phone.
He immediately perked up and asked if he could see them. I gladly pulled one up as my teenage cock was already tenting my boxers. I queued up an old girls gone wild video of two college aged women eating each other out on a bed, and threw him one of the buds on my headphones.
We got closer to each other so we could both use the headphones, and I noticed him trying to discretely play with himself over his underwear, so I did the same, trying to put him at ease.
After a bit, he started to ask me more questions. "Alan, do you ever jerk off into a sock?"
I genuinely hadn't, so I had asked what he meant.
With excitement in his eyes, he rolled over to his bag and grabbed a fresh sock. He rolled it up so it was a bit shorter and tightly bunched. He quickly pulled out the waistband of his boxer briefs and slipped the sock in, sliding his cock into it. I saw the quickest glance of the smooth mound above the base of his cock, but that was it.
He started jerking himself off, slowly fucking his dick into the sock. After a moment of us continuing to watch the video, he looked at me. "You should try it, its pretty cool. Grab a sock." So I followed suit, grabbing a sock from my bag and rolling it up like he showed me. I didn't want to make him too uncomfortable, so I did the same as him, pulling my boxers out and slipping the sock in.
In silence we jerked off for a moment, watching the video and enjoying the sensations. Finally, I got frustrated. "It's too hard to do this with my hand in my underwear." I quickly changed my attack plan, pulling my hand out and undoing the buttons on my fly. I pulled my sock covered dick out through the fly and resumed jerking off.
Greg commented with the same, but when he looked over he sighed. "I can't get it through the fly like that, my underwear is too tight." As soon as I recommended he just take them off, they were gone. I've never seen a boy lose his clothes that quickly.
I was treated to a beautiful view of everything but his actual dick. His flat body, the smooth mound above his dick, and his hairless balls drawn tight against him. I continued to slowly jerk myself off, enjoying the view.
It was time to push the boundaries though. As we jerked off, I slid just a little bit closer and asked how he was doing.
"Ugh, good. This is great. I love this video. Do you like the sock?", he asked me.
I chuckled again. "Yeah, its pretty good. Different sensation from what I've felt before. Not quite like having someone do it for you though, hahaha". I laughed, trying to make it seem like I was making a joke.
"Oh. Have you, like, done sex stuff before?". I left my answer vague, just a little smile and laugh.
"No but really", he continued. "Have you ever?"
I told him the truth, that every so often a friend and I would hang out and jerk each other off. I left out the part about making out and sucking each other, but that could wait for another day.
Another moment passed. "Do you think I can see it"?
I didn't say a word, just pulled my boxers off, the sock popping off with them. "Oh wow", he said. "It's a lot bigger than mine".
Another laugh on my end. I don't have a very big dick, so it made laugh. Just wait, I was thinking.
I didn't touch myself again, just sat there while he looked at it. He had stopped sliding the sock on his boner, just staring at mine. I slowly reached over and whispered, "I'm gonna pull this off."
He didn't stop me, so I pulled the sock off his hard dick, and was treated to quite a sight. A perfectly smooth, straight boner. About 3 inches long, and not much thicker than a marker, but absolutely one of the cutest cocks I've ever seen.
He gasped softly as I removed the sock, then again as I wrapped my warm hand around it. I took a couple slow strokes of his nice, uncut cock. He pushed my hand off and I looked at him, quizzically.
"It's just very sensitive. Wow. Like, I didn't know it could feel THAT good."
So sweet, so innocent, and so damn cute. I slowly placed my hand on his pubic mound and just began to slowly play with the base of his erection, bouncing it around a bit. Mine, though still untouched for a bit, was still sitting there like a rocket, ready to be launched into space.
His hand slowly worked its way towards me, his fingers starting in my pubic hair, just playing with it, admiring it. Eventually he grasped me. I breathed deeply. The sight of his small hand wrapped around my cock was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. He began to jerk me off, and I resumed working on him.
"Do you shoot that stuff yet? I don't, but I've heard that's what happens when you get older".
I didn't respond. I was on cloud 9, approaching an orgasm. I managed to whisper out, "Just keep going and you'll find out". The porn had been abandoned at this point. There was only one thing on our minds, and it was cock.
A couple more strokes from him, and it was time. He kept going as it all began to flood out, dripping down over his hand and getting all messy in my pubes. He let go as I started to soften, wiping his hand off on the sock he just had over his dick.
I took a couple deep breaths and smiled. I sat up, and saw him sitting there, his little stiffy straining, ready to pop off his body. "You want some help with that? You look like you're ready to blow!"
He sort of declined, "No, I don't think I'm really horny anymore."
Yet another laugh. This boy was too cute. "Well, I think your cock begs to differ. Just lie back, I'll help."
He relented, lying back on his sleeping bag. I wrapped my hand around his cock and began stroking it. My other slipped down and began just stroking his balls, hugging tight to his frame. He began to moan softly, and breath heavily.
I pulled my hand off his dick and placed it over his mouth. I whispered to him to be quiet, don't want the others to know what we were doing (not that they probably weren't pulling on their own cocks in their tents).
With one hand over his mouth and one on his balls, I saw that beautiful penis sticking up and knew what to do. I slowly leaned down and took one long drag with my tongue, from the base where it met his balls, all the way up to the top. I felt him moan against my hand. I gave it one more lick to the top, then slid the whole thing into my mouth.
His whole body pushed against my face. He was driving his pelvis up against my, his cock all the way in, my nose pressed against his smooth skin. I knew it wouldn't take long, and doubled down. I pulled my hand off his mouth, placed it on his flat belly to keep him down, and went hard on that dick.
Sure enough, a couple moments later I felt his balls clench and his cock spasm in my mouth as he rode off a dry orgasm. I pulled off and rolled back onto my sleeping bag. He was just lying there, breathing heavily.
"Well, I'm gonna go to sleep now", I said to him. "Let me know if you need anything". And sleep I did, drifting off almost immediately.
I woke up the next morning, still naked, dried cum all up in my pubes. I rolled over to see Greg sleeping, still naked with a rock hard piece of morning wood sticking straight up. I pulled on my boxers then gave him a little shove.
"Huhhhh, whaaa?", he said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. I gave a light tap to his cock. "Hey bud, you might wanna put some underwear on, suns up and people will be able to see your cock if they walk past."
He quickly scrambled, throwing on his boxer briefs. We dragged ourselves out of the tent, pulling on shorts as we walked out.
The dads decided to take a drive up to the bagel store to get us all breakfast that morning, leaving four of us behind to fend for ourselves.
We decided to go for a swim, running over to the clothes line between two of the tents to grab our now dry bathing suits. I'm usually too embarrassed to change in front of people, but everyone was doing it so I figured what the fuck. I grabbed my bathing suit and dropped my pants. My friend Jon was standing there next to me as he did the same. As boys, we both tried to catch side glances at the other. I noticed his cock was hanging low, it seemed much bigger than mine. He too had what seemed to be dried cum matting his pubes. He commented first though.
"Didn't bother cleaning up last night, huh?", he asked, nodding at my dick. I laughed and teased him for the same.
"Haha, yeah, I can't sleep unless I cum. Fortunately I had some pictures on my phone", Jon said. "I don't think Larry noticed, thankfully".
"I was the same last night, pulled up a video on my phone. Greg watched it too".
Jon was a bit surprised. "Did you guys jerk off together?"
I didn't answer, just smiled and pulled up my trunks, running off into the ocean.
The dads came back shortly after, and we all sat down for breakfast. The rest of the day passed, the dads reading and playing cards while we ran around, made a lot of noise, roughhousing in the ocean.
A couple times Greg came up to me in the ocean, asking if we could maybe watch another video tonight. Such a horny little bugger, it was great. I noticed at one point Jon was just quietly watching us from a bit away. I didn't say anything, just give him a look.
The day passed on, and after dinner and a late evening swim, we were all hanging out around a fire. The dads were the first to head off, returning to their side of the beach for some drinks and cigars.
We laughed and joked around the fire for a while, enjoying our last night on the beach. Kyle announced he was going to go sleep, and Mike immediately followed. I glanced at Greg, wondering if he was having the same thought I was. He looked at me knowingly, and I smiled. After another half hour or so, Jay stood up.
"I am covered in salt and sand and sunscreen, this is gross, I'm gonna go to the bathrooms and shower. I don't wanna get Larry's tent too gross".
Larry nodded in thanks, he had gone up to rinse off while we were lighting the fire.
Jon gave me a glance, and I saw something in his eyes. I sat up from my reclined position. "Mind if I join you? I could use a rinse."
"Yeah man, probably shouldn't go that far on my own when it's this dark".
I hopped up to go grab my stuff, and glanced over my shoulder at Greg. "You too kiddo, I don't want you getting my tent filled with sand".
Greg jumped right up, and I glanced at Jay. He had a little grin, his eyes lit.
We grabbed our stuff from the tents, then ran up to Larry. He didn't mind that we were going, said he was gonna enjoy some quite time by the fire then head to sleep. I thanked him, and told him not to wait up. I was in need of a long shit and shower.
We laughed and joked our way down to the bath house, pretty far away from where we had decided to camp. Figured we could just piss in the ocean. The conversation was that of young teen boys, ranging from the starry sky, farts, and the shadows of rocks in our flashlights.
Arriving at the dark, concrete building, we fell silent. We set off to the men's side. Walking through the walled bend, we found the large, open roofed bathroom. The moon and stars were bright enough on the grey floors and walls that we could turn off our flashlights.
The area wasn't that large. Three stalls and three urinals sat on opposite walls of an alcove that split the room in two. A row of sinks and mirrors were mounted on another wall. A bench ran the length of the room to the cubby holes on the other side, and another alcove led to the showers.
Tossing down our bags on the bench, we all ran to the stalls to take that much needed shit after two days. Being immature boys, we did the immature boy thing and tried to be the loudest. I finished first and began to unpack my bag, pulling out a towel and some bodywash. Jon joined me while I was pulling my stuff out and began to do the same. For a while we awkwardly avoided eye contact while bumbling around with our bags, avoiding the inevitable dropping of the drawers, but eventually broke. We glanced at each other and knew we had to. Quickly our bathing suits came off, pushed down to get it done with quick, like ripping off a band-aid.
Our eyes went down. Both of us were already firming up. His long hanging cock was beginning to plump up, and mine was on the rise. We ran off to the showers and jumped right under the water.
The showers were in a small square room off to the side. There were two heads on each of three walls, and a door lead in on the fourth. Jay and I grabbed showers right next to each other. By the time the water warmed up, both of us were at full salute.
Greg walked in at that moment and immediately laughed, seeing us both pointing at each other.
"I guess I'll join the club", he said with a smile. He pulled his bathing suit down to reveal his smooth cock, also at full mast, pointing at us. He walked over to the shower next to me on the adjacent wall and turned it on.
We all passed around the body wash and quickly soaped up, hands rapidly focusing on our erections. We were all silent for a while, in our own worlds, when I felt a body close to mine. Jon had moved over under my shower with me.
Our hands switched, and I wrapped around his soapy cock. It was much larger than mine, had to be close to 6 inches. It had a good weight in my hand, and his uncut foreskin slid smoothly over the head. His hand softly grabbed my own cock, thick and pointing about 4 inches off my body. We stood there silently, slowly stroking each other.
"Alex, show him what you did last night! Jon, it was AMAZING". Greg had chimed in, and I turned to see him under his own stream, vigorously whacking his own meat.
Jon and I laughed, but then he looked at me with intrigue in his eyes. I shrugged.
"Get under the shower and rinse off the soap", I said to him. "I don't wanna taste that shit".
I walked up to him and began stroking his cock again. He reached out for mine, but before he could get it I dropped to my knees. I followed the same pattern from the night before, giving him a long lick from the base to the top, and then again.
Jon moaned loudly. "Holy shit dude, I've only ever gotten a blow job once before. This is awesome".
I wrapped my lips around the head, tickling the slit with my tongue, then lowered my way down as much as I could. I went a bit too far and almost gagged, but pulled back. I wrapped my hand around the base and bobbed back down, and up again. He moaned, "oh fuck, oh fuck".
Only 10 or 15 seconds of this went by before I heard him. "Shit dude, I'm about to cum". I pulled off his cock and stroked it twice before he blasted a couple soft streams right onto my chest.
Jon leaned back against the wall while I stood up, wiping it off my chest with my fingers. I flicked some of it at him while he recovered.
"Omg, that was incredible. Like, woah. Why don't all guys just do this?"
I couldn't help but laugh. He was right.
Greg was still there, now playing with his soft cock. Watching Jon blow was more than enough to get him off. "Fuck, I wish I could cum like that."
My cock was still hard as a rock, and I needed a good cum. I looked at Jon. "Wanna help me out? Maybe we can show Greg a crazy cum shot."
Jon, whose cock was already getting hard again was enthusiastic. I had been playing around with some things myself at home, so I told Greg to go grab the bottle of conditioner from my bag. When he came back, I grabbed it and squeezed some out. I smeared a bunch on Jon's hand, and then rubbed the rest between my cheeks, shuddering as I teased my finger across my hole.
I placed my hands on the wall and spread my legs, sticking my butt out a bit. I looked over my shoulder at Jon. "Stick a finger in?"
He was thrilled. "You do this too? I tried it a couple times at home, but I don't think my fingers are long enough!" He hustled forward, and ran his finger up and down my crack a bit. He teased around my hole, then slowly slid it in. A moan escaped my lips. He took his time, in and out, wiggling it around a little bit. It felt amazing. I looked over my other shoulder, and Greg was there beating his cock again. "Come get a better view dude, get your butt over here." I could see he had spread conditioner all over his dick while he was going at it.
As he came over I felt a bit of pressure in my hole, then a spreading sensation. I let out a big gasp of air. Jon had slipped a second finger in. I moaned again, even louder as he began to slide them in and out.
"Oh fuck, I have to cum like right now, this is too much." I stood up and I felt Jon's fingers slide out of me. Greg was quick on the uptake. He dropped down next to me and wrapped his slick hand around my cock. It only took a few strokes before I blasted out 4 shots, smashing into the wall two feet away.
"HOLY SHIT! THAT WAS AWESOME". Greg was staring at my cock, mouth agape.
"Well, we're gonna have to do that again somtime dude, I want you to do that to me". Jon had a big grin on his face, and I nodded in agreement.
"Definitely", I replied. "But we should take care of this one first", gesturing at Greg.
Jon and I both dropped down and he went for it first. He quickly engulfed Greg's firm, 3 inch cock. My hand wrapped around his pert little butt, and I started teasing his little rosebud. His hands were scrambling around, grabbing at both of us, not sure what to do. I decided to try something a friend had told me about, and slide around so I could look at his butt. I spread the cheeks and dove in, licking all over and around his asshole.
Greg howled with pleasure and began to jerk around. I knew he was having another one of his dry orgasms, and I just kept licking his hole while his cock spasmed in Jon's mouth.
Recovering, we all rinsed off one last time and grabbed our towels. We dried off and packed our bags up. We slipped on our sandals and set back towards the campsite, naked as the day we were born. We laughed the whole way back, the boners fading by the time we finally returned.
Larry was still sitting there by the fire, and none of us noticed until he saw us. Silence for a moment, then laughter from all of us. "Well, it looks like you guys had a fun shower".