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Subject: Camp Silver, Chapter 4 This is a fictional series. Any resemblance to individuals or places is purely coincidental. Copyright 2020 ail. Comments welcomed. We authors contribute to your reading pleasure. Why don’t you contribute to keeping Nifty available to provide these wonderful fty/donate.html CAMP SILVER, Chapter 4 Supper was a celebration for all the hard work that had been done in preparation for the arrival of campers. The chef grilled ribs on the BBQ, and we polished them away along with potato salad and cole slaw. A big tub of banana pudding was served for dessert, then we needed to sit around afterwards because we were all so stuffed! We talked about past years at the camp, and what our hopes were for the upcoming summer. The Camp Director talked about the camp history, thanked us all for our work, and charged us to do our best over the next months. Then we all headed to our respective beds to rest up for what would be an exciting start to the summer. Joseph and Stewart and I walked back to the utility building where we would spend our last night together before campers arrived. (The room there would be our “get-away” during the summer, too–for when we just couldn’t be around campers anymore.) We got back to the room, and Joseph claimed his spot on the cot, and Stewart was scoping out the big bed where he would spend the night with me. Since we had been working all day without much of a stop, I insisted we all take showers before we went to sleep. Joseph started peeling off his clothes immediately. “Don’t just throw everything around, Joseph,” I said. “Let’s keep the room neat.” Soon he stood there in front of us, stark naked. Stewart and I were both changing out of our dirty clothes while Joseph watched. I looked at him while we did so. Joseph’s body was lanky and skinny. He didn’t have much musculature. His stomach was flat and his arms were thin because he was so skinny. Just below his flat stomach was a patch of wirey pubic hair. Not a lot–just a patch. Hanging from that patch was a schlong that would make someone older proud. It was about five inches soft, and his balls dangled below. His balls had some hair on them, but not a lot. I recalled from our previous experiences (including last night) that when he got hard, his cock grew to what I guessed was about 6.5 inches. Like me, Joseph was cut. As he stood there while Stewart and I disrobed, it was obvious that he was starting to get aroused. You couldn’t get that boy nude without it turning his switch “on.” But he stood there, towel draped over his arm as Stewart and I disrobed. I got my clothes off first, and fiddled with my towel and clean clothes. I was already reacting to Joseph’s enlarging tool and had to pay attention to something else or else I would throw a full bone right there. About this time Stewart finished getting his clothes off and I hustled us all off to the shower room. It was kind of fun to walk across the bridge from the utility room to the bunkhouse with no clothes on. No one could see us, but there was something about it that was exciting. As I walked behind the two boys, Stewart’s tight ass was a focus. “Nice,” I thought. I was going to sleep next to that tonight! We got into the shower room, and Joseph was first into the showers. He stepped right under the water and screamed out because it was cold! “Dude, you should know by now to step to one side and wait for the water to heat up!” I laughed. Stewart laughed too. Soon, we were all wet from warm water. I was at one shower head, Joseph was at the one next to me (as always) and Stewart had moved in a little closer, as he was at the one next to Joseph. As I started shampooing, I also looked over at Stewart, escort ankara since he was closer than the last time we showered together. He also had a lithe body. On the cusp of fifteen (he’d have his birthday this summer), he had more natural muscles, though I don’t think he worked out (in other words, he wasn’t “buff”). He was a little shorter than Joseph, maybe about 5’8″, and he had golden brown hair. As I looked down at his crotch, Stewart had more pubes and a delightful little treasure trail that snaked its way up to his navel but not beyond. His cock and balls were a neat package. His cock was uncut, and it didn’t hang as long as Joseph’s did, but I recalled when he was boning up previously that it “grew” to a pretty impressive size. As I looked up toward his face, I noticed that Stewart was looking at me. He had caught me scoping him out. I just smiled and winked at him. He smiled back a natural smile and continued his shower. Joseph, on the other hand, was singing and almost frolicking in the shower. His cock stayed half-hard, but that seemed to be his normal state of being. While we all showering, Joseph seemed to take notice that Stewart was uncircumcised. “Ohhh, you’ve got a foreskin,” he said, looking directly at Stewart’s cock. Stewart kind of turned away in embarrassment. Joseph reached out and grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him back around. “I want to see,” he said. “I’ve never seen one like yours before.” Joseph bent down to get a closer view. “Where is the head?” he asked. “Under the skin,” Stewart answered, still seeming embarrassed. “Let me see,” demanded Joseph. I guess just to shut Joseph up in response to his natural curiosity, Stewart pulled his skin back and showed Joseph the head. “Oh, okay, I get it,” Joseph exclaimed as he backed away. It appeared that Stewart’s cock was stiffening up from the attention and from his unskinning. As Joseph stood up, his cock was standing at attention. He continued to lather and rinse as if nothing was apparent about his rock-hard cock. Stewart couldn’t help but notice, since Joseph had just been doing a close-up of Stewart’s foreskin. While Stewart was definitely “chubbing,” he didn’t get full hard like Joseph, because he finished up his shower quickly and stepped out to dry off. I was next. I was starting to stretch out a bit myself, and also didn’t want to throw a full bone in the shower. Stewart and I stood next to each other as we dried off. Joseph continued to turn around and around under the warm water, his hard teen cock just bobbing. As Stewart and I finished up, I called back to Joseph as we walked out. “Don’t stay in here all night!” I said. “I’m on my way,” he said. Stewart and I walked across the bridge to our room with our towels wrapped around our waist. As we got by the bed, I took off my towel and stretched it over the rack. I was standing naked facing Stewart, who was looking at me. I guess I would consider myself good looking, too. I was almost six feet tall, thin but muscular, with a cut cock about the same size as Joseph’s. I had hairy legs, and, just like Stewart, a treasure trail going up to my navel, though mine was thicker. I had brown hair, and my carpet matched my drapes! I was still a little stiffened from what had gone on in the shower, but was “under control.” Stewart, while looking at me, asked, “Is Joseph always like that?” “Yeah, he is,” I said with a smile. “Remember we were young once, too!” We both chuckled. Stewart took off his towel. “And Joseph is just naturally curious about you not being circumcised,” I said, kind of nodding toward Stewart’s crotch. “Yeah, I guess so,” Stewart said as he looked down at himself. esenyurt escort “Put on your briefs before Joseph gets back in here so he doesn’t ask any more questions tonight,” I suggested. Stewart slipped on a pair of clean tighty-whiteys just as Joseph walked back into the room, towel around his waist. “Ahhh, that was refreshing,” Joseph said as he took off his towel and finished drying off. His cock was still mostly hard. Neither Stewart nor I said anything, and Joseph stuffed his mostly-turgid cock into his briefs, leaving a noticeable bulge. Then he got into his bed and pulled the covers up. He rolled over on his side and asked, “can you leave the lamp on again tonight?” “Sure,” I said. “If you’ll let me play some music for a few minutes.” “Fine with me,” Joseph responded. I Bluetoothed some music to the miniature speaker I had on the shelf, choosing something that was soothing and would not keep us awake. I set the timer on my phone for ten minutes, then pulled back the covers and climbed into bed first. Stewart sat on the edge and took off his flip flops, then lay down on his back outside the covers. The music was playing and the light in the room was muted, but you could still see. I was lying on my side toward the room with my back to the wall…in other words, facing Stewart and Joseph in the other bed. I didn’t say anything, as I had a great view of Stewart’s body lying right next to me, as well as a lump that showed in his briefs. Stewart’s eyes were closed as he lay on his back, soaking up the music. There must have been thoughts going on in his head, as I noticed his tighty-whitey bulge was getting a little bigger. Joseph, meanwhile, had his knees up under his cover, kind of making a “tent,” and I’m sure he was doing what he always did, though not making a lot of noise about it. I just lay there saying nothing. Stewart opened his eyes, and looked at the ceiling. Then he turned his head slightly toward Joseph and was obviously watching. I could see beyond Stewart to Joseph’s cot, too. (We were all within five feet of each other.) Joseph was definitely masturbating! As I looked, Stewart’s bulge kept getting bigger until he definitely had a tent in his briefs. While still looking at Joseph, he reached down and adjusted himself so that his cock was pointing up in his briefs. I also noticed that he squeezed himself lightly. He was definitely looking at Joseph and getting turned on from it. I, also, was rock hard from what was going on before me. Within seconds, Joseph moved his knees, and the sheet fell away. It was now readily apparent to anyone who was looking in his direction that he was stroking his cock. He seemed to be oblivious to the fact that two other guys were in the room. Joseph’s cock was in control. As he stroked himself, his knees swayed back and forth. Since I was looking over Stewart to Joseph just a little more than an arm’s length away, I could see Stewart’s cock twitching in his briefs. This was turning him on. Hell, at fourteen-going-on-fifteen, even the idea of an orgasm would turn a boy on! Even though I was lying right next to him, Stewart didn’t acknowledge me in any way. His head was turned toward Joseph and Joseph held his rapt attention. Stewart’s hand lay on top of his bulge, and he continued to lightly squeeze himself through the fabric, though he wasn’t “stroking.” Joseph was, however, and as his knees swayed even faster, it was obvious he was getting close to his cum. Recognizing this, I paid close attention, and saw Joseph’s body begin to stiffen up. His hand continued to stroke and then took on that earnest movement as he arched his hips up and shot all over eskişehir escort his stomach. Wow! As Joseph squirted, Stewart squeezed himself again. Joseph reached over and grabbed his towel and mopped up his cum, still completely oblivious to the fact that both Stewart and I were watching. Then he tossed the towel down on the floor between our beds, rolled over, and began snoring. About this time, Stewart turned his head and looked over at me. My eyes were wide open, and it was obvious I had also seen what had just happened. Stewart also squeezed himself again through his briefs as he looked at me. The look on his face was one of hunger. I smiled and whispered to him, “reach down there quietly and get that towel.” Stewart turned and stretched and grabbed the towel, bringing it up to the bed. “Hand it to me,” I whispered. Joseph snored in the background. I eased my way out from under the covers until I was on top of them like Stewart. Stewart handed me the towel. I whispered again,” we aren’t going to get any sleep until we do the same thing.” The look on his face was priceless! I lifted up my hips and slid my briefs down. My hard cock flopped up toward my stomach, throbbing in its need. “Get yours out,” I whispered to Stewart. Stewart couldn’t take his eyes off my pulsing cock as he slipped his own briefs down. I started stroking myself. He watched as his own cock bobbed. I whispered to Stewart, “it’s okay, go ahead and do it. We need to…” Stewart stroked himself as he watched me stroking my own cock. I again whispered to him, “I like how your foreskin goes up and down over your head.” He looked down at his own cock and seemed to get even harder, “Can I make it do that?” I whispered in his ear. He dropped his hand down to his side. I turned slightly up on my side and reached over and wrapped my hand around his cock. As I did so, my own cock throbbed against Stewart’s hand at his side. I squeezed Stewart’s cock and slowly worked the skin over his head and back down again. When I did it a second time, a big drop of precum oozed out. I continued to slowly stroke him, his foreskin easing over his cock head and back again. As I did this, Stewart’s hand just naturally wrapped around my hard cock. I kind of pumped my hips into his hand as I stroked his hard uncut cock. Stewart turned his head toward me, that still-hungry look on his face, perfectly lighted by the desk lamp. “You are going to make me shoot my cum,” he whispered to me. “Do it,” I whispered back. He squeezed my cock in his hand and arched his back as I stroked him. A guttural moan started deep in his chest and worked his way up as his cock got super hard. He tensed up and shot his load. The first shot went completely over his head and hit the wall behind us! The second shot landed on his mouth and neck. The third and fourth shots coated his stomach, and the final cum drizzled out over his teen pubes. That boy emptied out his cum! He collapsed back onto the bed. As he lay in his post-orgasmic stupor, I rolled onto my back and started stroking myself in earnest. It only took about ten strokes before my own back was arching and I shot my load. It went all the way up to my neck, too, and I was covered in cum! The smell in the room was definitely one that indicated three teenagers had milked themselves dry within the last few minutes. I grabbed the towel, which had fallen between us, and handed one edge to Stewart. He wiped off his mouth and neck first, then wiped up the grand mess that was all over his chest and stomach. Totally relaxed, he turned his head to watch me as I wiped up my own mess. His facial expression was one of total satisfaction. “Now we will sleep like babies,” I whispered to him. He smiled. I leaned up to toss the towel back on the floor between the beds. As I did so, I noticed that Joseph’s eyes were open and he was looking at us. Not wanted to freak Stewart out, I didn’t really respond, though Joseph was smiling broadly. I pulled the covers back over us, and we fell into a deep sleep.