Getting away with IT!!

I know this topic is months and months old, but after reading it, I'll state that I do believe I got away with secretly masturbating every night at camp.
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 You know every kid does it, but who the heck can manage to without the other guys busting you for it. Pretty much everyone is guilty, but usually nobody wants anyone to know it, especially at camps like this.
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  Read on.......

I attended a Catholic camp when I was 13, 14 and 15. My strategy was to perform the act as slowly as possible and be completely aware of what was going on around me. I folded a lot of toilet paper and hid it inside my boxers when getting in bed. We slept in sleeping bags on top of the mattresses of bunk beds. I always had a top bunk.

By the time the other boys calmed down I was seriously erect due to knowing what I was planning to do, as well as guessing which of the other boys were also planning to do it.

When it was time to begin I carefully raised the front of my sleeping bag and spread the fly of my boxers. Then lifted my boner through the slot. Without raising the sleeping bag any further, I started an extremely slow wank, careful not to shake the bed or call attention to my activity in any way. I continued as slow as possible. Back, forth. Back, forth. Just slightly moving the fingers my right hand. My boner loved the slow strokes and I remained totally hard.

Meanwhile I supported the slight tent in the sleeping bag on the back of my left wrist. My left fingers held the toilet paper in readiness. Sometimes I had to stop pumping when something happened in the cabin, but I didn't lower the sleeping bag because that might attract attention. Part of the thrill was to continue jacking off while guys went to the restroom or whispered together. I knew I was getting away with it.

Eventually I got closer and closer to a climax. When the feelings washed over me I was even more careful than ever, moving my fingers in the tiniest, slowest strokes you can imagine. The toilet paper was ready and I hovered at the brink of sexual explosiveness for several unbearable seconds due to stroking so slowly. Then my whole body climaxed and my cum fired repeatedly into the paper. At this moment I often found myself hyper-aware of the other boys that were also jacking. I think those careless jackers gave me an extra dose of horny adrenaline. I seemed to shoot more juice during those slow camp wanks than I did at home.


At last reached fulfillment. I held the paper around my dickhead until every drop had oozed out. Then I wadded up the soaked paper and hid it inside my boxers where it remained until I went to the restroom.

I'm sure I got away with it. I'm also aware that many other boys did not get away with it, including the boys who had the bunk under me all three years. Their obvious stroking and bumping communicated their jerking to me and enhanced my own complete secrecy.

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