How A Boy Chooses the Best Camp

Where I live, school was out last Friday. Summer has begun for all the kids. And summer means camps. I grew up in this town and I remember the camps. If a guy worked it right, he might attend several camps in one summer. Back then the Baptists had a camp, as well as the Catholics, the Optimists, the YMCA and others. Some of my most profound memories are centered on those camps.

One really great summer I made friends with a guy who introduced me to mutual jacking. This was at "Camp X" (not going to print the real name). I had been getting my nuts off by myself for about a year, but this guy helped me over the hump into buddy jerking. He was the first friend to touch my junk and to let me touch his. I would get incredible stiffies while he tickled me. As a measure of how strongly he aroused me, the first time we jacked off together I was so horny that I was still erect afterwards. I went off and shot my stuff a second time just minutes after the two of us finished each other.

There were lots of places to hide in the bushes at "Camp X." My new friend liked for me to get completely naked and lay down on the ground. Then he tickled and touched and worked on my entire body. Finally he zeroed in on my dick and balls and manipulated me very slowly until my spunk erupted in an explosive fountain. After I came he would take care of himself or ask me to do it for him. He would need only a few strokes before shooting his load.

We made a deal to meet a couple weeks later at "Camp Z" but there was too much supervision to have much fun. However, we found each other the next two summers at "Camp X" again and spent a lot of time doing wonderful things with each other, things that always culminated in the twin ejaculations of deep friendship.

I hope the latest generation of campers have a great time amusing and amazing one another.

Anonymous Camper