86 Days of Summer

FAMILY WEEKEND

During the last weekend of June, campers could return home to visit family. Over half our troop was going, including Alex, Brendan, Carlos, and Patrick. They left early in the morning and after saying good bye to Alex and going back to bed, I woke up to a taping on the wood frame of my tent.

I sat up as David stuck his head inside the back flaps. “You up?” He asks, stepping inside. I nodded and sat up, feet off the bed as I looked down and saw my morning wood proudly sticking out the fly of my boxers. I shrugged and looked up, seeing David in just a tee shirt and briefs, his own huge cock hard and bulging his underwear.

I licked my lips and smirked, before looking up with a raised brow and getting a soft smile and nod in return. Stepping closer, David pulled his underwear up so his morning wood to burst free, pulsing idly as I moved my blanket to expose my own wood. I leaned in, opening my mouth to swallow his tip as I close my eyes and stroked myself. My free hand went up to stroke his shaft as my lips sucked and bobbed. He was already drooling precum and as I squeezed his shaft, it throbbed back firmly.

David rubbed and held my head, sighing as I sucked him, and he rocked against my bobbing. I stroked myself faster, sighing around his meat as my own ached. My friend was panting now, throbbing and going faster as his precum gushed out. I tasted his potent seed and worked harder, sucking and licking around his tip as both my hands went to stroking him. I pumped his meat and he gasped, grabbing the wooded frame of the tent as he tensed and swelled, cock erupted and firing into my mouth an even bigger load than before as I swallowed down.

I popped off, looking up with a smile, only for David to fall to his knees and swallow my cock. I was shocked and gasped, laying back and tensing up already as my cock was sucked for the first time all trip. I put a hand over my own mouth to silence my moans as I erupted into David’s mouth. He swallowed me, before coughing and coming off, my load rolling down my shaft as I laid back, oozing seed as David sat back on his ass, watching.

Panting, I found my underwear and cleaned my cock, sitting up with a soft groan and seeing David sat on Alex’s empty cot, his underwear back on as he looked at me. I was wearing nothing but a tee shirt now, having slept without underwear or pants, and pulled a blanket over my lap.

“Aiden.” David said, looking into my eyes from across the small tent. I blinked and raised a brow. “I have a crush on Alex’s dad…”

I laughed. “Seriously?” I ask. David nods and blushes.

“I saw him changing and fell in love.”

“That’s lust, David.” I argue, making him pout and stand up.

“Lust is what we just did, I love him.” He says, before stepping out the back of my tent again. I sighed sadly, shaking my head and laying back, trying to get some more rest, only for the leaders to start waking people up for breakfast.

…

            After breakfast, the remaining campers participated in games, David helping our troop win the sprint and Wilson winning the swimming race. After lunch and small awards ceremony, David, Wilson, and I walked back towards our camp ground. Passing another troop, a few boys called David over and he told me to go on ahead. I was now alone with Wilson, walking back to the empty camp ground. We walked in silence, until we stepped into the ring of tents and Wilson spoke up. “Come into my tent.” He says softly, looking down at me and making me blink. “Come, before the rest of the troop gets back.” He says, stepping into his own tent and holding the heavy flap for me. I swallowed and stepped inside.

Wilson and Carlos were tenting together, and it was clear. Under one cot, clothes were shoved into a cracked open trunk and hanging out. I spotted a jockstrap. The other cot was organized with two small bags under the cot and nothing else. I looked up to Wilson, who shrugged.

“So, why’d I come in here?” I ask, knowing the answer. Wilson smirked. He hadn’t changed since the swim race and was wearing a towel around his speedo and a hoodie over his bare torso. I licked my lips and watched as he slowly unzipped his jacket, revealing his toned, hairless chest and abs. I swallowed again, blinking and watching him strip it off, before he loosened the towel and let it fall in a pile at his feet, revealing not only his nudity, spare for the speedo, but his bare cock which was hard and poking out the side of his speedo pouch, looking full and swollen. My eyes widened.

“You know why, buddy.” He says, in a soft voice.

I knew why.

Looking back up to his face, I stared into his eyes as I slide to my knees, coming to face his hardon, looking down at the big, veiny shaft and tip. Sliding his hands up his legs, I slowly cupped the base of his shaft and base, squeezing and tugging before stroking along his shaft. Wilson sighed and bit his lip. I looked up to watch react then look down at me. His hand went to my head, holding it firmly. I closed my eyes and leaned in, opening my mouth and licking at his tip before swallowing it whole and swallowing the copious precum.

He pushed me down and I sucked down his meat, feeling a slight familiarity from sucking him clean only a few nights before. I was flushed and hard in my own shorts, groping myself once before returning to toying with his nuts. My other hand the entire time cup and rubbed his muscles, before going around to squeeze his ass cheek hard. Wilson let out a moan, before covering his mouth to muffle himself. His cock swelled and gushed more precum, pulsing hard and thickening. I continued to bob and suck, Wilson panting and holding my head before suddenly, a voice spoke up.

“Wilson?!” It was one of the other members of his patrol. I froze, halfway on his cock as Wilson held me down and swallowed. He poked his head out of the closed flap, holding me still as my heart raced.

“I’m changing, what?” He shouted out.

I was terrified of being caught, but Wilson wouldn’t let me move. If I struggled, I would gag and reveal us, so I turned to stone, shaking slightly and losing track of his conversation outside. I shuddered, only for Wilson’s hand to release my head and hold it gently, his palm and fingers laying over my hair and not forcing me down, but instead encouraging me to stay. My shaking slowed, and I blushed, straining to look up. His body looked down, twisted to poke his head out casually. His cock was still throbbing, the adrenaline probably keeping him hot and horny as I couldn’t resist what I did next.

My tongue swirled around his tip, teasing the head as I sucked once more, blushing and staying still and silent, but using my throat and tongue to work over Wilson’s cock. I heard him gasp and stammer. “S-shit, sorry. I stubbled my toe, sorry. Yeah, later. After dinner!” He shouted out. Fireworks went off in my mind as I teased him back after he seduced me into his tent. I slowed my sucking and licking, hearing Wilson finish his conversation and yanking his head back into the tent, looked wide-eyed at me. I looked up, his fat tip in my mouth, before I closed my eyes and sank down, struggling but taking almost his entire, long cock in my mouth. He gasped and grabbed my head, yanking me off as his other hand went to stroke himself hard before wordlessly erupting over my face.

Wilson gasped and shook, stroking himself hard and milking himself onto my face before falling back onto his cot, dick still pulsing and oozing as he stopped stroking and just laid weak, panting. I blinked from what had happened, feeling his seed drooling down my face as I reached down and realized I had cum in my pants. I blushed and shuddered, reaching into my pants to confirm this, before blushing deeper. I realized Wilson didn’t know, and his cock looked so good as it pulsed, cummy and puffy.

I leaned in and sucked him clean again, like the night a few days ago, he sighed deeply and pulsed in my mouth as I sucked him clean. I popped off and went to lick his balls and pubes clean, before sitting back on my knees. Wilson watched me before offering me a pair of underwear to clean myself. I wiped it over my face, feeling a musk remain that stung my nose and made my loins burns. I bit my lip and sat back, my cum soaked cock pulsing still as I looked back to Wilson.

The older boy had put his meat away, looking down at me before standing and dressing in his pants and tee shirt. “Thanks, buddy. Maybe again tomorrow?” He says, his voice wavering between dominating and submissive. I swallowed again and smirked, his musk still under my nose as I nodded. He smiled again and hugged me. I blushed and hugged him back, squeezing tightly and feeling a warmth between us. He broke the hug after a moment and held the back flaps open for me to leave.

…

During dinner, I overheard boys from other troops and my own muttering about being able to jerk off with their tentmate gone for the weekend. Even from my own troop, a few boys, a year younger than me, were muttering about the same idea. I eavesdropped and heard; a short boy named Bob considering staying up late to jerk off multiple times and a chubby boy named Curtis subtly bragging about his size, as most hung guys do whenever they can.

Dinner was finished fast and as our smaller troop walked towards camp, everyone, even the remaining fathers, had a quickstep towards their tents as the sky turned purple.

I felt lonely in my tent. Alex was talkative, and his endless chatting was good white noise. However, tonight, I silently stripped to my boxer briefs and turned off the light, laying down to listen to a few distant crickets by the river and the soft rustling of the wind through the trees. It felt peaceful, but empty.

Suddenly, the back flap of my tent opened, causing me to sit upright, blanket falling from my chest, only to see David, stepping inside, wearing just his scout pants. I swallowed, eyeing his fit torso up and down, lingering on his hard nipples, defined abs, and the bush of pubes peeking out of his pants. It was dark, but the moon outside was bright enough to slightly illuminate the tent through the open flap.

I stood up, facing my friend in my underwear, glancing down to see a fat tent where my growing cock was. I looked back to David. He was slightly shorter than me. He blinked and looked me up and down, before leaning in to whisper to me.

“Tell no one about this.”

Before he placed his hands on my hips and sank to his knees. I blushed, realizing what was happening, only for David to yank my underwear to my mid-thigh, freeing my growing cock and letting it swell to hardness. He looked up at me and grabbed my dick’s base, squeezing firmly before leaning in to lick my tip. I shuddered and sighed. David opened his lips, taking my tip into his mouth and starting to suck on it, tonguing over the sensitive skin and causing me to gasp, before covering my own mouth to hide my moans. I was sensitive, so often the one sucking, I was not used to getting head. So, after David and began to bob along my dick for less than a minute, I started to pant hard. “David…” I muttered. He knew what I meant.

Pulling back, he stroked the base of my cock while sucking the head. I bit my hand to hide the moan as I came into his mouth, my friend swallowing down as I panted hard. After a long moment, he came off my cock but continued to idly stroke and look at it. I didn’t care, my mind buzzing in my post-orgasm.

He stood up. I reached for his crotch, but he stopped my wrist. I blinked at his face before he smirked and winked, before turning and heading out of my tent. He closed the flap, leaving me nude in the dark with a dumb smile on my face.

…

I woke up in the middle of the night, my bladder ready to burst. I stood up, my nudity from the events earlier leaving me shivering in the dark cold of night. I found sweat pants and a sweat shirt, before putting on my shoes too. I stepped out of the front of my tent, looking around to see no one in the dim moon light. It was dark enough to if someone say me from a distance, they would just see a faceless figure. I left our camp, headed to one of small communal toilets.

When I stepped out, back into the cold, night air; I looked around to see a light coming from my own campsite. I couldn’t pin point it, but as I walked back and got closer, I saw it was shining from one of the adult leader’s tents. The tent of Wilson’s father. I hesitated, wondering why he was awake. Was he going to come outside to go to bathroom like I did. Was he… up doing something else? Curiosity got the best of me. I walked up, taking the softest, slowest steps I could, until I was right next to his tent. I leaned against the fabric of the tent and heard the unmistakable sound of masturbation.

I felt my face flush, even in the cold air. I took another slow step, my heart racing as I listened to that gentle “fapping” sound of foreskin and precum clapping together. I licked my lips. Wilson’s father was a lawyer and fit the scout leader suit well. His body was fit like his son’s and, as I finally was able to peek inside, his cock was just as veiny with a matching mushroom tip. I gawked, jaw dropped. Wilson’s father had his phone out and headphones in, watching porn, his head towards me with his phone and that big cock fully exposed to me. I swallowed, seeing the tip shine with precum as he stroked and panted softly.

I watched as he paused the porn. I froze, worried he’d noticed. However, he opened a camera app and began taking pictures of his big, hard cock. I watched in awe, loving just as much as he was the way it looked on camera. After a few pics, he messaged them to someone I couldn’t see, before starting to film a video. I knew what was coming. I held my breath, watching as he stroked faster, cock swelling before he gasped and held his breath too, just as white cum erupted out, firing over his abs and hitting his hand and phone. My jaw dropped as I watched, seeing him milk the remaining seed out of his shaft before stopping the video.

Turning towards my tent and walking silently but faster than before, I knew when to take my leave. I knew that as I was getting to my tent, his father was probably taking out his headphone and cleaning up. I wished I could’ve been the one to clean him up. I rushed into my tent, closing the flaps and taking a huge breath. I think I didn’t breathe the entire way back to my tent. I sat down and took my shoes off. I felt my crotch and was not surprised to find my cock throbbing hard. I sighed and gave it a few strokes through my sweatpants, before laying on my stomach and going to bed again.