About a time at summer camp
It was a tough week at summer camp when I was sixteen. There were talks about sex at the campfire between a bunch of adolescent boys like me, group showers and the hot girl from Switzerland who was helping out at our scout camp. It was enough to push anyone into jerking, but my luck, I was paired in a tent with the Mormon in our troop. He wasn't a bad guy, but I could not masturbate in the tent with him around. He didn't believe in it. I could do it in my tent, but the springs on my cot would squeak and give me away. What would he care, I thought. But I figured I'd respect his ways and not pleasure myself in our tent. But I was about to burst.
One night, I was about to burst. I was so fucking horny. I woke up in the middle of the night and went to the latrine near our camp. The latrine was an outhouse with two seats. I'm not sure why it had two seats, it was never used to capacity. It was late in the warm summer night, so I walked over in my sandals and boxers.
I pulled my boxers down, sat down and started stroking. I closed my eyes, breathed deeply and really went to town on my boner. I guess I was so lost in the moment that I didn't hear Justin walk in. Justin, who was fifteen, was wearing a pair of gym shorts and a 'wifebeater' shirt. 'Woooh Todd. I'm sorry.' I jumped up surprised and started to pull up my boxers. But he told me to keep going, that's what he was upto as well. He took the seat next to me and started stroking his six inch tool. My hard-on became full stiff again, and I started stroking.
I asked Justin if I could touch his tool. I saw it in the shower, but it was smaller. I stroked him and he eventually began to return the favor. We decided that the latrine was starting to smell and we should go outside. I was worried that the adults may find us and send us home, but he told us not to worry, we'll be fine.
We hiked up about 100 yards from the campsite, and stripped naked. We lay on the ground and stared up at the stars and stroked each other. It didn't take long for me to explode under the pressure of a horny week at camp and the feeling of being naked under the stars. I exploded ropes of cum all over the ground. A minute later, Justin exploded all over as well. We gave each other a pat on the back and started getting ready to go back to camp. We kicked up some dust to cover our cum mess and said we'll have to do this again soon.
On our way back, we ran into the scout leader. He asked what we were doing out at this hour, and we told him just using the latrine. He said allright, good night scouts and left us alone. He didn't know about what we just did. It was our secret.
We ended up going up to that same spot every night until camp ended a week later. We still do the same ritual everytime we go camping, however. Last time, we got a few more friends to cum with us as well. We have our own little patrol right now, the White Tadpoles is what we call ourselves.