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Subject: Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 13 Title: Exploring at Camp Hardwood Installment: 13 Category: Gay, Adult Youth, Camping This story is a work of fiction and depicts graphic sexual content. Any resemblance to real individuals or places is purely coincidental. Thanks to everyone who's enjoyed the story so far! If you like what you're reading, feel free to shoot me an email to let me know. I've semi-retired this story from regular posting, but if I come up with a good idea for a new chapter (or someone suggests one), I'll keep it going. As always, if you can, consider supporting Nifty at fty to thank them for supporting our fantasies and our wanks. [previously] Camp Hardwood's campers and counselors are growing to love their own bodies and cocks, as well as each others'. Only a few weeks in and Ryan (18) has had more fun than he possibly thought possible. Exploring at Camp Hardwood, Chapter 13 The thing about being a horny teenager is that you're always in need of release. If your cock and your hormones are accustomed to cumming 2 or 3 times a day, going 24 hours without ejaculation can feel like a long time. Fortunately, most normal teenagers between the ages of 12 and 19 never go very long without dumping a load of cum, but things happen. Even at Camp Hardwood, which provides ample opportunities for campers and counselors to get off alone or together, boys get busy, or distracted, or don't find the time, and all of a sudden your cock is throbbing with constant boners until you give it the attention it deserves. Ryan was sitting at lunch rock hard. This wasn't totally unheard of, but it was unusual. When he was 13 or 14, he used to get boners for no reason in pretty much every class throughout the school day - but now that he was a bit older, at 18, and more in control of his hormones (and masturbation routine), he didn't get hard in public without cause quite as often. 'When was the last time I jacked off?' he thought to himself. Today was Tuesday. He'd woken up with stiff, pulsing morning wood that morning but hadn't had time to unload during his morning routine of waking up his 13-year-old campers and getting them ready for breakfast. He'd meant to stroke before bed the night before, but a long day of sports and swimming in the sun meant he was tired enough to fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He'd been meaning to find a way to get his 7-inch cock sucked by a fellow counselor or even a horny camper, but he hadn't found the chance during his free period. The last time he remembered cumming was Sunday morning. It had been over two days since he'd unloaded, a rarity for his 18-year-old routine. 'I guess that explains that,' he thought as his boner strained painfully against his athletic shorts under the wooden dining hall table. "Can you take the guys down to the docks for boating?" Matt asked Ryan, jolting him from deep in his own thoughts. "I have to take a camper to the nurse." "What- oh yeah, sure," Ryan responded. "Just give me a minute." He drummed his fingers on the table, urging his cock to deflate. Matt looked puzzled, then grinned. "Do you have a boner right now? That's hilarious, bro!" He playfully punched his co-counselor in the shoulder. "Yeah... haven't busted a nut in a few days," Ryan admitted. "I'll be fine in a second." His rigid cock had deflated to a respectable semi, and he got up off the bench. "Don't be neglecting that thing," Matt teased, fake-grabbing at Ryan's crotch. "Give the little guy the attention it deserves!" "Maybe this afternoon," Ryan responded, playing denizli escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/denizli-escort) along with the joke, "Otherwise you might wake up in the middle of the night to me drilling your ass!" Matt winked. "I wouldn't mind," he responded slyly, then walked over to a camper Ryan didn't recognize who'd cut his finger on a butter knife. Ryan rounded up his campers and walked them down to the docks to go canoeing. He thought maybe he could sneak away to the cabin or the bathhouse during the activity, but he ended up helping out loading the boys into boats and cleaning up the dock area after and still didn't have a second to unload. By the time the afternoon free period rolled around, he was determined. He sent the campers off to play pickup football, splash around in the lake, or chill out in the shade, and decided he would take a walk in the woods for some "alone time." The afternoon was warm and sunny, and nearly every counselor and camper was wandering around Camp Hardwood wearing nothing but a pair of shorts or a swimsuit. The anticipation of his afternoon jerkoff, combined with the sea of glistening, sweaty bodies of all ages had Ryan back to half-chub by the time he found a path through the trees just north of campus. In the thick Maine forest, he didn't have to travel far before the noise of camp activities faded and it seemed like he was alone. He figured he'd walk a few hundred yards up the trail until he found a clearing and take his time with his overactive cock there. After a few minutes of walking, however, he started to hear another noise on the trail up ahead. As he got closer, he realized it was two voices. They weren't in conversation, however - one was moaning in a high-pitched tone, and the other was grunting. Ryan quickly realized he wasn't the only one who'd had the idea to take a horny walk in the woods. He wondered if it was two counselors escaping from their group for some alone time together, or perhaps some of the horny 15ers, who by this point in the summer were as experienced with each other's bodies as most adults. As he got closer, he heard the distinctive sound of skin slapping on skin underneath the moans. This was clearly no circle jerk: someone was getting plowed in the ass only a few feet away. The sounds of sex and the feeling of sneaking up on something naughty had Ryan rock hard, and his hand unconsciously slid underneath his waistband as he crept forward. The sun trickled through the trees as he approached the clearing, and when he peeked out from behind the last tree, he was amazed by what he found. Jeff, the tan, dark haired 19-year-old counselor was sitting on the grass with head back and his legs splayed out, his shorts and boxers around his ankles. His 8-inch uncut brown cock was rock hard and his balls danced up and down, but Ryan could only see the lower half of his shaft, because bouncing on his cock moaning with pleasure was his camper Patrick, the friendly, outgoing 9-year-old Ryan had become friends with on his first day. Patrick was stark naked facing his counselor with his hands on the older boy's shoulders, his hairless uncut cock and balls rock hard and bouncing to the rhythm of the pounding he was taking with surprising ease. Ryan was surprised the younger boy's hole could even physically receive his well-endowed counselor's cock, but based on the way he slid up and down, over and over, nearly to the base of the shaft, Ryan guessed this was not their first session. Ryan glanced down and for a moment thought he'd pissed himself, because the stain of precum on the dikimevi escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/ankara-escort/dikimevi-escort) front of his shorts was so large. He freed his dripping, 7-inch cut cock from his shorts and began to stroke, half hidden behind a tree as he watched. Then Jeff caught his eye. "...Ryan?" He called out, more with surprise than fear. Patrick stopped bouncing and turned his head around, but he did not make any move to dismount from the cock he was riding. Ryan sheepishly emerged from the woods into the clearing, his hard cock sticking out the top of his shorts and making his intentions clear. "Uh... what're you guys up to?" Patrick smiled and wiggled his hips as he Jeff's cock rested inside him. Jeff shuddered involuntarily with pleasure at the slight motion. "Hi Ryan," he said cheerfully, as casual as ever. "It's our new free period activity! It's so fun and feels so good." Jeff looked up at Ryan from where he said, blushed, smiled, and shrugged. "It was his idea," he said. Patrick nodded eagerly. "I wanted to try the stuff Alex and Daniel were doing, cuz Daniel said it feeled really good. And it does! I can't wait til I'm old enough to make my dick jizz though. I bet it'll feel so good then." He stroked his own 3-inch prick up and down, his foreskin sliding easily over the small pink head. "Do you want to join?" He asked Ryan, looking clearly at the older boy's hard cock. Freeing his meat from his shorts did nothing to stop the flow of precum, which was noticeably dripping off his tip onto the ground in front of him in a narrow sticky string. Ryan considered for a moment, but his hard, twitching cock and balls filled with two days of cum had made the decision for him. He nodded, and Jeff gestured for him to come closer. when he was within arms reach, Jeff reached around and lowered Ryan's shorts to the ground, giving his ass a firm squeeze, and leaned over to take his cock in his mouth. Patrick resumed bouncing on Jeff's cock, slowly at first, and reached out a hand to cradle Ryan's balls while Jeff sucked. Since Ryan had not found time to shave since coming to camp, his scrotum was scattered with hairs, which tickled lightly when Patrick's small hands caressed them. Jeff was a skilled cocksucker, and Ryan's pent-up horniness meant that within seconds, he was already close. He wanted to savor the moment, however, so he shifted backward to withdraw his wet, dripping cock from Jeff's mouth. Jeff returned to the primary focus of his attention, grabbing Patrick by the hips and thrusting deeper and deeper into his tight hole. Patrick wasn't satisfied by just one big cock, however, and gestured for Ryan to come back within arm's reach. He took a step forward and this time Patrick was the one to wrap his mouth around Ryan's stiff member. Ryan had never felt anything like it. Patrick's young mouth could barely receive his thick 7 inches and as such, it was the tightest, wettest blowjob he'd ever received. It almost felt like a hole. But Patrick's thirst was so strong that even with the dual challenge of sucking a cock that was too big for him and riding one even bigger, he put every bit of energy he had into both, wrapping a hand around the base of Ryan's shaft to cover the part he couldn't swallow. This display proved to be too much for Jeff, and he threw his head back and braced himself with his hands while his huge cock started to twitch inside his camper. The motion popped Ryan's cock out of Patrick's mouth and he started to desperately stroke his throbbing member as he watched his friend finish. Soon, it was clear dikmen escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/ankara-escort/dikmen-escort) that Jeff had completed his journey, as his silvery load started to drip down out of Patrick's hole down his tan shaft, pooling on his now-spent balls. Patrick slowed down his bouncing rhythm as he felt Jeff's cock settle, then slowly stood up off his counselor's lap, cum still dripping out of his hole. Patrick looked over his shoulder at Ryan, still standing with his legs straddling the now-exhausted Jeff. "Do you want to finish in me too?" He asked Ryan innocently, waggling his ass invitingly. He may have been new to this, but he knew what boys wanted. Ryan silently nodded and Patrick, still standing, leaned forward and put his hands back on Jeff's shoulders. He stuck his hips back and out, presenting his impossibly-tight hole still dripping Jeff's cum for Ryan to enter. Ryan walked over so he was standing over both boys and lined his large mushroom head up to Ryan's hole. He made eye contact with Jeff, who had recovered enough from his post-orgasm bliss to eagerly watch his friend as he stood over him, hard and horny. His cockhead teased against Patrick's hole then slipped inside. At first, Ryan thought there was no way he would fit, but slowly, Patrick opened up to accommodate him, shifting his hips and pressing backwards with the natural talent of a born bottom. Ryan gave a tentative thrust and nearly climaxed off one stroke as the sensation of Patrick's tight hole and Jeff's warm cum was almost too much to bear. Then he adjusted his position and found a rhythm, thrusting deeper and faster. Jeff gently pumped Patrick's cock forward and back, which was twitching with God-knows-what-number dry orgasm on the afternoon. His own cock was still half-hard and a drop of leftover cum glistened in the sun. Ryan's sensitive, overstimulated cock couldn't last very long inside Patrick's hole, and within 2 minutes he was past the point of no return. His cock pulsed and twitched, pushing Patrick all the way down onto Jeff's chest for support, and Ryan exploded, draining a seemingly endless release of backed-up cum deep inside the boy in front of him. The force of his orgasm popped his cock back out of Patrick's hole, and the last few spurts splattered on Patrick's ass and Jeff's lower legs. Patrick was so full of cum already that Ryan's load immediately began leaking, and Jeff offered his camper his boxers to help him wipe up. The boys all shakily stood up, legs feeling like jelly from the afternoon's activity. They tracked down and retrieved their respective pairs of shorts, which had scattered around the clearing in the heat of the moment. Ryan's were already stained with precum, but even after his cock deflated to flaccid, he was still leaking a few remaining droplets of cum that only added to the stains on the fabric. "That was so fun," Patrick said, hugging the counselor on either side of him with one arm. "Can we do that every day?" Jeff chuckled. "If you want, buddy, but you're gonna be mighty sore if this is how you spend every afternoon." Patrick was not deterred. "No way. I feel great!" He replied. "Soon I wanna try taking Alex's. I bet I can do it." Ryan blushed at the camper's brazenness. It's not every day that you hear a boy talking about how much he wants to get fucked by his brother. Jeff just smiled and tousled Patrick's hair. "I bet you can too, bud." The three boys began to walk back toward the camp. As they emerged from the clearing, Ryan realized that Patrick still had Jeff's cum-soaked boxers in his hand, and wondered if the campers and counselors that saw him could figure out exactly what they'd been doing. Patrick either didn't realize or didn't care what the boxers implied and cheerfully ran over to his bunkmates, dropping his trophy in the grass without a care in the world. [end of chapter 12]