Speaking of Catholic camps, my mother sent me to a sports camp at a parochial high school for a week. In addition to athletics, the camp also gave us a big dose of religion. It was a day-camp, meaning we did not sleep there but rode a bus every morning. We arrived in street clothes and immediately went to the locker room to change into athletic gear. Before going home in the evenings we showered and got dressed again. The counselors/coaches were seminarians, meaning college guys that were learning how to be priests.
The young priests showered with us. One of them had a long, thin penis that swayed around when he walked. After showering he tucked his snake into strange white underwear that had elastic around the legs as well as the waist. Some of us talked about that young priest, speculating that he was forced to wear those strange underpants in penance for having a big dick. Being so indoctrinated with things like the Latin names of saints we secretly made up funny names for him like Dickus Maximus and Pissus Longus.
A student priest probably would not be allowed to shower with boys today, but we took it in stride. Observing a seminarian's dick was a little extra bit of our education that week.
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