Camp

This morning, we were not paired up, much to my surprise and disappointment. After breakfast, the girls left about 10 minutes before the boys. I was wondering what today would bring, and I had been assuming it would involve Kate. However, we were later sent back to out cabins with our counselor and told to sit on cushions that had been set out on the floor in a circle, with a box of tissues in the middle. Our counselor, who’s name is Jon, told us that today we were going to learn how to masturbate. We all looked at each other, wondering. What happened to the girls, and didn’t we already know how t thi this?
“I know, you guys already think you know how to do this. And you’re probably right. I’ll skip the background and the basics, because I know you already know how to do this. I’ll get right to some trick techniques. But since I want you to try them, I’m going to show you a little something first.” He walked over to the monitor above his bed, just like ours, and turned it on. It was in full view for the rest of us. He followed the menu to today, and there was a button that said “Girls Cabin – Real Time.” He clicked it, and video screen popped up. There was our ‘sister’ cabin, and the girls were sitting in a circle like we were, with their counselor speaking to them, although there wasn’t any sound. The girls were all wearing skirts. The counselor said something and made a weird motion with her hand, then nodded at the girls. Then, much to my surprise and arousal, the girls all put their hands into their skirts and started moving them ar. Th. They were all masturbating too! They obviously weren’t wearing any underwear, and sometimes I could catch a glimpse of Kate’s fingers as they slipped over her clit. It took no time at all for my erection to be painfully straining against my zipper. Then, the girls all stopped, and their counselor started explaining something to them again. Jon turned off the monitor, and I came back to realiith ith a snap.
“I’m sure that gave you a head start, and it will give you something to think about while we’re working here.” Jon said, with a sly grin. I wanted him to turn the monitor back on, but he was already coming down to sit back I the circle with us. “You all are lucky to have me as your counselor, as I was brought onto the staff to be the masturbation expert.” He laughed. “I coordinated today’s exercise, and everyone else will do what I tell them, but I can shake it up a bit when I want.” He smiled at us all. “NOW, let’s get down to business. It’s going to be easier if you just take your pants off all together, but you don’t have to. You can just unzip them if you really want to.” Without hesitation, he pulled his pants and boxers off in one swift motion, revealing a cock that was already half hard and obviously larger than average. Slower, we all took our pants and boxers off, then self consciously sat back in the circle. Like myself, the other boys were fully hard, and I could see one had the smallest pearl of precum on his head.
“The first time we do this, we’re going to work on control, because that is more important that you think, and a lot of you young en’s don’t have much at all. We’re going to have a contest to see who can hold out the longest. The winner will get something special tomorrow. The first way we’re going to do this is called “The Switcheroo.” He laughed. “The name is retarded, but I thought I would give everything a name so you might remember it later. It’s pretty simple. Just jack of like you usually do, but put your hand upside down, like this.” He grabbed his cock with his thumb facing downwards and his pinky up top. “Try it.” He said, and started to stroke himself slowly, bringing himself to full hardness. We all grabbed ourselves like he did, and started to tug lightly. It wasn’t too different from usual, except that it felt a little disorienting, almost like someone else was doing it. I thought about Kate doing it, and involuntarily started stroking a little quicker.
“Ok, stop.” Jon said, and I did, reluctantly. “That shouldn’t feel too different from a normal way. Now, try this one, but don’t let yourself go over the edge first! The last one to come wins, not including me. The only rule is you cannot stop. Hold yourself and stroke like normal, but use the other hand to hold right under your head. Make a ring with your fingers and hold it tightly, and twist it back and forth a little, like this.” He demonstrated, and we all followed suit. At first, it didn’t feel any different, but after about 30 seconds I could start to feel that this was a little more intense than it usually was. After about 2 minutes of stroking myself, I could feel that it would be difficult to hold out much longer at this pace, so I slowed down. I looked up for the first time, and could see all the other boys doing the same as I was. Each other boy was making faces of intense pleasure while they touched themselves. Even Jon was looking into it, stroking faster and slower and making a few small noises. I continued to move my hand up and down my cock, and it was straining for the release that I could not give it. Even in the heat of the moment, I could feel my competitive edge taking over. I watched another boy make a face that looked like intense concentration, then shoot cum all over his hand. I wouldn’t be the first one, and that was a relief. Another boy must have th the the same, and with a small cry he also let his cum drip down his hands and in between his fingers as he stroked himself faster. I thought about Kate, and wondered if she was still touching herself now, with all those other girls there too, and I could feel my cock twitch and a small knot begin to form in the base of my stomach. I tried to distract myself by looking at my hands, as they pumped and twisted, and I could see my skin stretch slightly under my fingers. The head of my cock was starting to turn purplish and was swollen, and the veins on the underside were sticking out. Every little piece of me wanted to finish right then, and I decided it didn’t matter if I won or not. With an image of Kate with her hand in her pussy flashing through my mind, I let go and gave in to the most intense solo orgasm of my life. I was breathing heavily as I shot my cum all over my hands and my cock, with small drops dripping down to the floor. When I was done, I looked up. So, I had not lost after all. Everyone else was finished and lying back in the floor with a tissue in hand.
“Watch this.” Jon said after a minute or so. We all looked over at him, and as he held himself and stroked with one hand, the other stretched himself from right under his purple head and he came, but he shot his cum in one stream. He jerked and stretched until the stream let up and dribbled off like a spent fire hose. I had to admit, I was impressed. I had never seen that happen before, nor had I ever heard of it. “Neat, huh?” Jon said with a smile, still breathing heavily. “Ok, Sandy, you win. You’ll get your prize after dinner tonight. Now let me sow you something more…”
He continued to show us more techniques untunchunch time, all of which we tried out, at least in small intervals. He warned us not to cum more than twice, because we still had a long day ahead.
By lunch time, I was exhausted. I had never been that tired from wanking off before, and I wondered what he meant by a long day. I was hoping it involved a nap. At lunch, we saw the girls, who looked slightly embarrassed to see us. I saw Kate, and smiled, and it made me think that MAYBE the day wouldn’t be too long after all, if she was involved. When I was eating, I thought of something: What if the girls had watched us too? I was a little embarrassed, but too hungry to think much of it and I wolfed down my food.
I was glad I ate everything, because after lunch, we went back to our cabins again, and sat back down in a circle. Jon told us we were using toys this afternoon, and I was little confused. for for what? But he soon explained it. We would be using household objects to get ourselves off. We used ice, warm and cold water, warmed gel packs, lubed sandwich bags, wet sponges, and even BB’s and ball bearings. We learned to use foam insulation to make a sleeve that sits around out cock, and just walking around with it on felt like jacking off. Every step I took moved it a little. This was something great, and I could wear it and tuck it into the waist of my sweatpants and wear it around my room too. I had to admit I was excited about learning all of this, because everything we did felt beyond incredible. But I was still hoping to see Kate today, so I was glad when they told us that we would be swimming again tonight.
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{I am SO sorry for not updating, but I am COMPLETELY stuck! If you have any ideas for what should happen tonight, let me know! I have ideas for chapters after that, but this next one is killing me! Thanks so much for being patient!}