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   A Story in the Naked In School Universe by Wizard CopyrightÂ(C) 2004 by
Wizard

   Chapter 9

   Thursday Morning

   When I woke up I remembered my resolve of the night before.

   I also woke up with a raging hard-on.

   Somehow, the two didn't go together well.

   The sun was streaming in the high windows of the bunkhouse.  I could
tell it was going to be another hot one.  Most of the girls had done like I
did and slept with just a sheet.  About half of them had kicked off even
that.  Of the ones I could see, all but three were wearing long t-shirts as
nightgowns.  The other three were wearing pajamas.

   My cock twitched and I reached down to stroke it before I realized what
I was doing.

   Celibacy was going to be harder than I thought.

   Cathy Tate was in the bunk closest to me.  She was one of the few girls
that hadn't felt my cock yet.  She was also one of the ones who'd mostly
kicked her sheet off.  She was sleeping with one leg in and one out.  Her
legs seemed impossible long and ended at her pantied crotch where she
clutched the edge of the sheet.  Powder blue panties with something
embrodered on them, but I couldn't make it out.

   Maybe celibacy wasn't the answer I thought as I squeezed my cock.

   Mom says that I have a tendency to go to extremes.

   She also say that I have been known to shot myself in the foot.

   Celibacy wasn't the answer, but controlling sex was.  I needed sex in
acceptable forms and then I could control myself around the brats.  I
glanced down the aisle and saw that Mrs.  Martin's door was open just as
she'd left it last night.  That meant she hadn't come back yet.

   But even as I thought about her, I realized that I wasn't interested. 
She might be acceptable, but se didn't really do a thing for me.  I guess I
just wasn't the Mrs.  Robinson or Dorothy from 'Summer of 42' type.  It
wasn't just her age, she wasn't all that old.  And there were several
actresses her age that turned me on.  I couldn't put my finger on it.

   Of course the only other adult female in the camp was Mrs Tate.  But she
was at least sixty.  She was supposed to retire three years ago, but the
school board asked her to stay on because they couldn't find the right
replacement.

   So adult sex was out of the question unless I decide to change my sexual
orientation, which just ain't gonna happen!

   That leaves teen sex, and at the moment that was Marcia or Carly. 
Marcia had made it clear that I wasn't good enough for her, except maybe
the occasional hand job when the mood struck, besides, she seemed to have a
thing for Doug at the moment.

   And Carly, I was pretty sure, I had pissed off royally last night.

   That left man's best friend.

   His right hand.

   I lay on my back, left hand behind my head, right hand wrapped around my
shaft and slowly stroked old faithful.  For a few minutes, I watched the
ripples in the sheet that covered my mid-section, then closed my eyes.

   I wasn't surprised when the image my imagination conjured up was Carly.

   I was surprised that the image was Carly as I'd first seen her Monday
morning, in jeans and a black turtleneck instead of Carly in all her glory.
Is that warped or what.

   I'm not sure how long I lay there, just enjoying that picture in my
head.

   "Can I do that?" a soft voice brought me back to the bunk room.  I
opened my eyes and Kayla was standing over me watching the movement of the
sheet.

   I started to tell her to go back to bed then decided what the hell.  I
didn't design the system.  "Sure." I whispered, not wanting to wake anyone
else.

   She sat on the edge of my bed and snaked her hand under the sheet.  She
fumbled around for a few seconds until I caught her hand and moved it to my
cock.  At first she grabbed too tightly but I squeezed her wrist and she
relaxed.  Then she started to slide her hand up and down.

   "Am I doing it right?" she whispered.  I nodded, not bothering to
explain that as long as she didn't cut off the blood flow there wasn't much
she could do wrong to a teenaged boy's cock.

   "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked as she picked up the edge of the
sheet with her other hand and peeked beneath it.

   I was tempted to tell her that as long as she was making me feel this
good, I'd think the Wicked Witch of the East was pretty, green skin and
all. Then I realized that I did think she was pretty.  I didn't answer, I
took my left hand out from under my head and reached up and put it on the
back of her neck and slowly pulled her down until her face hovered above
mine.  I held her like that for several seconds that seemed like an
eternity.  Her hand was still wrapped around my cock but she'd stopped
moving.

   Then I kissed her on the tip of her nose.  "I just wish you'd been born
sooner or I'd been born later." I told her.

   "Oh God." she moaned and kissed me quickly on the lips as her hand
started to pump at warp speed.  I started to tell her to slow down, but
realized that I was going off the edge of the cliff.  I felt the first gob
of cum push out of my cock and watched the wet spot grow on the sheet on
top of me.

   Kayla didn't stop pumping until I put my hands over hers on my cock. 
"Thank you." I said and meant it.  Kayla blushed and scurried back towards
her bunk.

   I'll never understand girls, I thought as I swung my legs out from under
the sheet and sat up.  I stood and stretched the sheet falling back on the
bed, the wet spot calling attention to my morning activities.  I left it.

   "Everybody up!" I yelled though it was ten till seven and they didn't
have to get up for ten minutes yet.  Almost all the eyes opened and a few
heads turned in my direction but other than that, nobody moved.  Cathy Tate
was in the bunk closest to my bed and I moved until I was standing over
her.

   "Get those cute lazy asses out of bed." I bellowed and scooped Cathy up
in my arms, sheets, blanket and all and deposited her on the hard floor. 
Then I pulled the sheets and blanket off her.  A few jumped out of bed but
most just stared.  Casey Kennedy was in the bunk across the aisle from
Cathy and I stepped over, picked her up and gave her the same treatment.

   "Do you really think our asses are cute?" Ashley asked from her bunk
three rows down.  As she did, she rolled onto her stomach and pushed her
ass high into the air and wiggled it.  When she started it was covered by a
sheet but it quickly fell away as she wiggled.  It became apparent that she
hadn't bothered to wear panties to bed under her t-shirt.

   "Yes I do." I agreed softly as I walked up to her bunk and took a moment
to admire that cute little ass.  Then, without warning, I brought my hand
up and down on her barely covered tush in a loud smack.  "Now get it out of
bed." Ashley, startled fell flat on her bed.

   I considered for a second, offering to kiss it and make it better, but
decided that it wasn't politically correct.  I grinned at the thought
anyway and I'm sure that most of the girls thought I was enjoying the smack
I'd just given Ashley because everyone else jumped out of their beds.

   "That wasn't nice." Ashley mumbled, her face buried in her pillow.

   "I have never claimed to be nice." I told her as I rubbed my hands
together above her still exposed ass.  She must have gotten the hint
because she scrambled out of bed.  Actually I have claimed to be nice, but
never to these girls.

   "Okay ladies, this is the plan.  Everyone gets their shower and then
we're going to clean this place from top to bottom."

   This brought a jumble of angry and confused voices.

   "Quiet!" I yelled and the rumble died down.  "Just because you're not at
home doesn't mean you should live like pigs."

   "Hey!" several of the shouted at once.

   "Showers!  Now!  Go!" I said and enthusiastically slapped my hands
together, then tried not to laugh as the mob all scurried toward the shower
room.  I'm not sure what it was about my new resolve that turned me into
Mr. Clean, but it felt good to be back in charge.  The girls came back from
their showers, thankfully, all of them, even Ashley wearing at least
underwear and I put them to work making beds, sweeping floors and dusting
window sills.

   Ashley and her troops, Janae, Kayla and the twins, I put on shower room
duty.  After some initial grumbling, they went to work.  I actually had to
threaten to deport them to group 3.  When we left the bunkroom for
breakfast fifteen minutes later, the place looked great.

   "Ladies, I'm impressed." I told them.  "I guess you aren't all slobs." A
couple stuck their tongues out at the slobs remark, but most beamed.  As
they passed thru the door I patted them on their little heads.

   Ashley was the last one out.  "That's not much f a reward." she
commented, so I patted her little butt instead.  She seemed satisfied.

   Carly was leaning against the wall by the dining room door munching a
piece of bacon.

   "That's not much of a breakfast." I told her as I walked behind Ashley.
Ashley went in and I pulled the door closed after seeing that mine was the
last group in.

   "I'm getting fat." Carly moaned.

   "You're having hallucinations." I told her and grabbed her free hand,
the one without a piece of bacon in it and started leading her away.

   "And just where do you think you're taking me?" she asked as she took a
tentative step.

   I pulled a little harder and she fell into step.  "You're in the program
and I'm making a reasonable request that you take a walk with me." I said
with a grin.

   She stopped and her hand slipped out of mine as I continued a step past
her.  "And what if I don't think it's a reasonable request?"

   I grabbed her hand again and pulled her along.  "We can always leave it
to the peer council." I suggested.  She groaned.  "Personally I wouldn't
mind another week of looking at that beautiful body of yours."

   Carly arched her left eyebrow in a move she'd copied from Spock on the
old Star Trek reruns.  "Really?"

   "Really." I agreed and led her to the clearing by the swimming hole. 
"And now I'd like to make the very reasonable request to kiss your right
tit." I added and without waiting for permission I leaned down and kissed
it.  Then I kissed it again.  Then I sucked on it for several seconds. 
"Tasty." I said editorially.

   Then I kissed her left one.

   "You didn't request that." she charged.  "That's not reasonable."

   "Report me to the peer council." I suggested and sucked her nipple into
my mouth and teased it with my tongue.

   I put my hand on the side of her stomach and slowly moved it down to her
hip.

   "Did you have more requests in mind?" she asked dryly.

   "I will." I agreed and went back to licking her nipple.  I moved my hand
around and gently traced the crack of her ass.

   She shivered as my fingers brushed the area at the top of her ass crack.
"And just what got into you, this morning?"

   "Not sure." I admitted and moved my mouth down to tease at her innie
belly button.  "Have you ever considered a lint brush?" I asked after my
tongue had rimmed her belly button.

   "I don't..." she started to protest and stomped her foot.

   I leaned back and looked up at her.  "Has anyone ever told you that you
have a cute pussy?" I asked with a grin.

   She grinned back.  "This week, a lot of guys, before that, I don't think
so."

   "Permission to touch it?"

   "It's a reasonable request, I can't stop you." she said quickly.

   "That's not what I asked.  Do I have your permission to touch it?" I
said.

   Carly took in a quick breath, then let it out again.  "Always." she
said. "And just what were you going to touch it with?" she giggled.

   "I haven't decided yet." I told her, though it was a lie.

   "Your fingers?" she asked coyly.

   "I don't think so." I said smiling.

   "Your tongue?" she asked more breathlessly, almost in invitation.

   "I had something else in mind." I said standing straight up, my little
tentpole pointing at her slit.

   "You don't mean..." she seemed disbelieving.

   "If you think it's all right." I said moving closer until the head of my
cock brushed against her outer lips.

   "I..."

   "It's up to you, after all it's your body.' I said, but moved closer, my
cock pushed past her outer lips and stopped at her inner ones.  "I don't
want to do anything you don't want to."

   "What about Jerry?"

   "Jerry who?" I asked pushing a little harder but not penetrating her
inner defenses.

   "God!" she said and I wasn't sure what she meant but she grabbed my hips
and pulled me onto her.  My cock was dry but she was already well
lubricated and I slid in easily.  As she held me close, my cock embedded in
her she moaned, "I've been waiting for this since the fifth grade."

   "The fifth grade?" I said incrediously, thinking of all the time I'd
missed.

   "Maybe the third, right after I beat you silly, I matured early." she
said as she started to slowly fuck me.

   I enjoyed the first waves of pleasure and wondered how anything could
feel this good and not kill me.  "You could have had your way with me." I
groaned.  "You always could take me in a fight."

   "I don't believe in rape, even in a good cause." she said and started to
fuck faster.  "Damn you feel good." she moaned.  I was glad that Kayla had
done me that morning so that I didn't cum to quick and embarrass myself.

   "What do you say we forget about the kiddies, find a bunk and stay there
for the next three days." I suggested in a whisper.

   "I say...  OH GOD!" I must have jumped six inches when she yelled, then
I realized that she was starting to orgasm.  I grabbed her hips and tried
to plunge deeper and deeper into her cunt.  "OH YES, THAT'S IT.  I'M
GONNA...  I'M GONNA...  I'M..." she sagged against me.

   I held her like that.  My cock still hard and lodged inside her.  Carly
literally melting against me.

   "Maybe I misjudged you." a voice said from behind me and I whirled,
bringing Carly with me.  Marcia was standing there with a big grin on her
face.  "Maybe I need to give you a try, stud."

   "Not happening." I said.  "Now beat it."

   "I could make it a reasonable request." she suggested coyly.

   "Then get ready to go to the peer council, because all requests from you
will be considered unreasonable.  Now go away before I spank, and I'm not
suggesting foreplay."

   "Don't forget your lady love has a boyfriend." Marcia said as she left.
"I think you know him."

   Carly was back on her feet though we were still connected.  "You can
fuck her." she said.

   "I don't need your permission for that." I said angrily.  Angry at
Marcia for interfering.  Angry at Carly for her comment.  Somehow the anger
made my cock even harder and it twitched inside her.  I started to slowly
move it in and out of her love tunnel.

   "I know, I just meant I wouldn't mind.  She is sexy."

   "She's beautiful." I agreed.  "But I may be old fashioned, but I think I
should like someone before I make love to them."

   "Don't make love, just fuck." Carly suggested.

   "That may work for some people, but not me.  Not with Marcia.

   "Maybe Ashley?" Carly suggested with a sneaky grin.

   "Maybe." I agreed with the same grin.

   Carly started to swing an exaggerated fist toward my chin.  I captured t
and fell backwards taking her with me.  I finished on my back on the sand.
Carly still impaled but on top.  "Okay, you've pinned me.  Now what?"

   Carly grinned and started to ride me like a rocking horse.  As she
moved, I could feel my cock moving inside her.

   "Reruns." she moaned.  "I'm gonna CUM!" and I could feel her shudder
with the first burst or orgasm and my cock tensed and released a flood of
cum into her abdomen.  We came together and then she fell down against me.

   "That was fun." I said after a minute.

   "You have a gift for understatement." Carly giggled.



   Chapter 10

   Thursday Night

   I couldn't decide if I was in love, or just deeply in lust.

   I suppose it might just depend on Carly and Jerry.  I wasn't sure if
what had happened, and happened again after lunch, and happened again a few
minutes ago had changed anything between them.  Was I her boyfriend now and
Jerry history?  Or was I a handy boy-toy and Jerry her main squeeze.  I
wasn't even sure I cared.

   As I walked into the bunkroom, Ashley standing by the front door gave a
shrill whistle and all the girls scampered.  In seconds, they were all
lined up in front of neatly made bunks, standing at attention and saluting.
I felt like I was in an army movie.  And they were all dressed in their
underwear.

   Ashley came to attention and snapped off a very professional salute. 
"Barracks ready for inspection sir." she reported and dropped her salute.
The rest of the girls dropped theirs as well.

   "Was I that rough this morning?"

   "Sir, yes sir!" Ashley said and the rest of the girls chanted, "Sir, yes
sir!"

   "Does this mean, that everyone's going to be good the rest of the week?"

   "Sir, no sir!" Ashley replied.  The other girls chanted, "Sir, no sir!"

   Before I could ask anything more, Ashley's mom came out of her room and
walked down the aisle, looking left and right.  "Well, it looks like you
have everything under control." she said.  I noticed that Ashley looked
annoyed.  "I'll be back later." she said and breezed out the door.

   I stared at the closed door for several seconds and then turned back to
my platoon.  "So what is this all about then?" I asked Ashley.

   Ashley stepped forward, and for once didn't look so sure of herself. 
"It means, that we don't want you to be mad at us."

   "I'm not mad." I assured her loudly enough for everyone to hear.  "It's
just this has been a weird week.  It's been hard on me." I noticed half a
dozen girls grin at my unintended pun.  At least my cock was soft at the
moment after a vigorous session with Carly.

   I stepped forward and hugged Ashley to show her that I meant what I
said, I even patted her tight little ass.  Then I moved down the aisle and
hugged each girl on the right side and patted each little bottom.  I came
back up the left side doing all the girls there.  By the time I finished, I
really needed Carly again.

   I stood at the top of the aisle and yelled, "Platoon, dis-missed!" and
the girls all relaxed.

   I lay down on my bed, my flagpole pointing at the ceiling.  Every eye in
the place was on my red throbbing cock.  "Isn't anybody going to offer to
help?" I asked after several seconds.

   Several girls moved toward the bed ready to volunteer.

   "I'll take care of it." Ashley said loudly and the other girls stopped
where they were.  Ashley pushed her powder blue panties down her hips and
let them fall to the floor and crawled up on the bed between my legs.  Then
she knee walked until she was just below my crotch.

   I looked at her pussy hovering above my stiff cock and realized that I
wasn't really opposed to the idea.  But I felt that I had to object for
form's sake if nothing else.

   "Ashley, I don't think..."

   "I want this.  I'm ready for this." she said simply and I believed her.

   "But your mom..." I'm not sure what I was going to say about her mom,
fortunately she interrupted me again.

   "My mom is not a slut."

   "I never said she was."

   "She just likes sex.  And she likes to prove her independence by not
settling down with one guy."

   "I..."

   "She told me that she did you the first day."

   I know I blushed a deep red.  I could feel the heat of my face.  "I..."

   "It's okay." she swallowed and shifted her body until her knees were
straddling my hips and the tip of my cock was pressed against her pussy. 
"I'm not my mom.  I'm me.  She thinks I lost my cherry a long time ago, so
she won't care, but I didn't.  Not that I didn't have the opportunity. 
Some of her boyfriends made sure I knew they were available."

   "Today I'm ready, and I really want you to be the one.  But I'll
understand if you think I'm too young.  You're a nice guy, Paul.  And
that's why I want you to be the first."

   What can you say to that?

   "Get down." I ordered.  She looked Hurt, but nodded and crawled off my
bed.

   "I understand." she said and turned toward her own bunk.  The
disappointed look on her face made her seem about nine years old, which
didn't make this any easier.

   I stood up again.  "I'm going for a walk." I announced.  "When I come
back, I expect everyone to be in bed and at least pretending to be asleep."
I looked around the group, "And I mean everyone." Most of them nodded
acknowledgment.  I walked to the door and looked back.

   Ashley was standing desolate by her bunk.  "Ashley, if you're going to
come, you better put on some clothes, it's cooling off out there." She
looked up at me unbelieving.  "I'm not going o wait all night." I said,
trying to look impatient.

   Ashley bolted into action.  She grabbed her backpack and dug out a
t-shirt and shorts and practically jumped into them, not bothering with her
panties which were still laying on the floor at the foot of my bed.  Then
she ran to the door.  I opened it for her and held out my hand, which she
took and we stepped outside.  Before closing the door, I looked back at my
platoon one more time, "BED!" I said and closed the door.

   With Ashley holding my hand and leaning up against me, I walked to the
swimming hole...  Before we got there, I could hear noises.  I softly told
Ashley to wait and walked ahead and looked through the bushes.  Her mom was
on top of Doug and riding him for all he was worth.  I went back to Ashley
and only told her it was already occupied.

   We walked to another clearing just past the start of trail number six
and I sat on a log, kicking myself for not bringing a jacket or something
to put under my butt and then pulled Ashley down on my lap.  My stiff cock
lay against the warm skin of her thigh.

   "I don't understand." she said as we settled down.

   "You may or may not be ready." I said, trying to sound wise.  "But your
first time should not be in front of a mob."

   "You mean we're not..."

   "I mean, no matter what happens tonight, what you tell or don't tell the
group is up to you.  I won't say a thing.  Sex should be shared between two
people, it shouldn't be a group thing." Even as I said it, an image flashed
into my mind of Carly, Jerry and I.  I guess a group isn't bad as long as
it's a small friendly group.

   "So nothing is going to happen?" she said in her small disappointed
voice.

   "That's up to you." I told her and quickly lifted her t-shirt over her
head.  Then before she knew what was happening, I'd pushed her sports bra
up over her tits and sucked a nipple into my mouth.  At the same time, I
stroked the crack of her ass through her thin nylon shorts and cupped her
pussy in my other hand...  It felt like a little furnace, I could feel the
heat through the fabric of her shorts.

   "Oh, God!" she moaned and the irreverent thought that I seemed to
inspire religion in girls floated through my head.

   I released her nipple, gave the other one a quick kiss and then looked
her in the eye.  "Is this what you really want?" I asked, not sure what I
wanted her to say.

   "Yes, yes, YES!" she answered and leaned forward to kiss me hard on the
lips.  I pushed my tongue deep into her mouth and for a moment, our tongues
wrestled together.

   I broke away.  "You've been practicing." I accused.

   "Since I was nine." she told me without guilt.  I wondered with who, but
didn't ask.  "I've been a virgin for thirteen years now.  How much longer
are you going to make me wait?" she asked with a little pout.

   "You know, some girl's virginity last until high school.  A few until
collage." I reminded her.

   "Some girls commit suicide just because the band they liked broke up. 
What's your point?"

   "Just making conversation." I admitted.  I stood her on her feet and
pulled her shorts down to her knees and let them go, watching them settle
around her ankles.  Newton watched apples, I watched girl's clothing.  We
both affirmed gravity.  I had more fun.

   I scooted off the log, scrapping my butt on a particularly sharp piece
of bark and settled on the ground on my back.  The dirt was covered with
pine needles and almost soft.

   I pulled on one of her legs and she stepped over me to straddle my hips.

   "You're in charge." I told her.  "We'll go as fast or as slow as you
want to."

   "I don't know..."

   "If you don't want to..." I assured her.

   "It's not that.  I just..."

   "You know how to start.  You were half way there in the bunkroom."

   She nodded and then knelt down over my hips until my cock was again
pressed against her pussy.

   "I'll be honest." I said.  "I've never been with a virgin before." I
felt that admitting her mom was my first only three days before was a
little too honest.  "But from what I've heard, you're going to feel some
discomfort at first, maybe even some pain as your cherry...  your hymen
gets broken."

   She nodded and without warning pushed herself down on my rod.  Almost
two inches disappeared all at once.  She sucked in a lung-full of air and
looked startled.  "I, uh, I play with myself, uh, masturbate a lot and
thought it would be okay." she explained.

   "That's okay.  I play with myself, uh, masturbate a lot too." I admitted
with agrin.  "You're just tight.  I don't think you had a hymen to break."

   "You mean I wasn't a virgin?"

   "No.  You were a virgin and now you almost aren't.  I mean that hymens,
cherries sometimes get broken by masturbation or just other activities,
like sports.  It's normal.  At least that's what I read."

   Ashley cocked her head and looked down at me, reminding me a lot of
Carly.  "You read a lot about hymens, do you?"

   My face burned hot as I tried to sound nonchalant, "Mostly human anatomy
and things."

   "Uh huh." she said nodding and sounding eve more like Carly.

   "Try to relax." I said, changing the subject.  I grabbed her hips and
tried to move her further down on my pole.  She sank about another inch and
groaned.  "Are you okay?" I asked anxiously.

   "Yeah." she said with a loud sigh.  "I guess you're a little bigger than
my finger."

   "I hope so." I said quickly and she giggled.  I pulled hard and my
entire cock disappeared into her small cunt.  "Oh, God."

   "Just relax.  It's all in." I assured her.  "Just sit there until you're
ready, then trying moving around and see how it feels."

   "It feels different from any finger.  I can't describe it."

   "And just how many people have had their fingers in there?" I asked in
my most adult voice, trying for sternness despite the situation.

   "A few." she admitted with a giggle.  "Does it feel as good as mom?" she
asked with an evil grin.

   "That's a discussion we're not going to have." I said sharply and she
giggled again.  Actually it did.  It felt better.  I don't know if it was
because she was tighter.  Or the fact that I had a choice.  Or just that I
really liked Ashley.

   "You're not fantasizing about doing mom and I at the same time?" she
asked as she started rocking forward and back experimentally.

   "No, Nein, NO!" I said sharply.  Then grinned at her teasing.  "Like I
said.  Sex shouldn't be a group thing.  Definitely not a mom and me
activity."

   "Awwww."

   "But some of your mom's other boyfriends might go for it if that's what
you want."

   "Ewwwww."

   "I think you better stick to one on one."

   "But I was thinking about inviting Janae, Kayla, and the twins the next
time we...  that is, if we...  uh..." The image of the five naked girls
cavorting on a bed with me was almost overwhelming.

   "There'll be a next time." I promised her.  "But I think that you're
enough for me.  The other girls will have to keep their cherries for a
while.

   "What makes you think they're cherry?" she asked coyly as she pulled my
cock almost completely out of her cunt and then slammed it back in.

   "They're not?" I said surprised, as I tried to concentrate on talking
and not on the sensation building up in my balls.  I wanted to last, to
make Ashley's first time as special as I could.

   "Well, Janae isn't.  But I think all the others are." Ashley said as she
went back to her forward and back rocking motion.

   "Janae isn't." I repeated, finding it harder and harder to concentrate.

   "No, she and...  and...  Oh, Jesus...  I think...  I...  I...  OH SWEET
LORD!" she yelled as her orgasm engulfed her.  As she did, I relaxed and
let my balls swell and start pumping out my seed of life.  Her body tensed
and she froze like a statue, back arched and fingernails digging into my
chest.  I thrust upward with my hips miking my cock in her tight cunt. 
After almost a minute, Ashley relaxed her group on my chest and sagged down
against me.

   "It's never been like that before." she moaned.

   "I take it you liked?" I asked wearily.

   "Can we do it again?" she asked, getting her second wind.

   "Maybe tomorrow?" I said.  After Carly then Ashley, I knew I was done.

   "You promise?"

   "We'll see."

   "Please?"

   "Okay.  Tomorrow, I promise." I said.

   "When?" she demanded, sitting up.

   "Tomorrow..." I said, using all my strength to push myself up on my
elbows and look at her, "lasts from the time you get up until the time I
send you to bed.  Sometime in between, we'll do...  we'll get together. 
Don't get pushy."

   "Sensitive, aren't we?" she giggled and rolled off me onto her back.

   "No.  I just have to pace myself."

   "Pace yourself?" Ashley asked as she rolled up onto her side and one
elbow.

   "Sure." I agreed with a confident grin.  "Between you, your mom, Marcia,
Carly and Janae.  I've got to be sure there's enough of me to go around.

   "Janae?" Carly said, ignoring all the others on my list.  "You're going
to make it with Janae?"

   "Well, if she's not a virgin..."

   "But she's only done it with her boyfriend.  They've been going together
almost a year."

   "Ashley, breathe." I ordered and kissed her on the nose.  "I'm joking.
And I'm not going to do it with your mom or Marcia ether."

   "Oh."

   I climbed slowly to my feet, feeling a lot older than seventeen.

   "Well, I could talk to Janae and arrange a threesome." Ashley teased.

   "Okay." I agreed and reached a hand down to the young teenager.

   Ashley stared at me, not sure if I was kidding or not, then took my hand
and I pulled her to her feet.  She dressed quickly, never quite taking her
eyes off me.

   We walked silently back to the bunkroom.

   When we entered, everyone was in their bunks laying quietly.  They were
all on their sides facing us as we came in and it looked as if all
fifty-two eyes were watching us.  I motioned Ashley to her bunk and gave
her ass a little pat as she passed.  Then I lay down on my own bed.  I was
asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.



   Chapter 11

   Friday Morning

   I woke the next morning laying on my back and sunlight coming in through
the high windows right into my eyes.  As I squinted my eyes against the
glare, the first thing I noticed was my usual morning tentpole lifting the
center of my sheet.

   The second thing I noticed was that the bottom of my bed was surrounded
by about eight of the girls admiring my little tent.  After the activities
of last night, I had wondered if my usual morning boner would make an
appearance or take the morning off.

   "Good morning ladies." I said and enjoyed watching several of them jump,
not realizing that I was awake.

   "Good morning." Cathy Tate said for the group.  "Uh..."

   "Yes?" I prompted.

   "Did you want help with that." Casey Kennedy asked, pointed her little
finger at my tent.

   "Wellll..." I said and whipped the sheet off my mid-section exposing the
proudest little tentpole since Iwo Jima.  "That would be very nice."

   Without hesitation, Cathy reached out and wrapped her little hand around
my cock.  "Like this?" she asked.

   "A little tighter." I instructed.  "Now move your hand up and down my
shaft."

   "Your prick." Casey suggested.

   "Your dick." Megan Pappas suggested.

   "Your snake." Stephy said.

   "Your worm." Danni added.

   "Your skin flute." Darcy Johnson suggested.

   "Your boner." Amanda Jenkins said.

   "Your, uh, cock." finished Rachel Jones, surprising me.  Rachel is so
quiet and shy that I never expected her to say the word.

   "Very good ladies.  You've got the terminology down.

   "My turn." Darcy said and pushed Cathy's hand away and took her place.
Cathy pouted but smiled when I reached down and patted her ass. 
Fortunately she was the closest girl on the right hand side.

   "Take turns nicely." I warned, "or I'll go wake Ashley." After that,
they all took turns.  Four or five strokes and then let go so the next girl
could get her turn.  Rachel was last and I was getting close and hoped that
I wouldn't erupt while her hand was in place.  I was afraid I'd scare her.

   As Cathy's hand took it's place again, I reached out grabbing her ass
and Darcy's on the other side and moaned, "I'm cumming.  On her third
stroke, the first drop of cum leaked from the tip of my cock and the next
stroke brought forth a small geyser.  The girls ohhed and awwed as Cathy
pumped me dry.

   "Go take your showers." I told them.  "Your mothers would kill you if
they knew you were standing around in your underwear with a boy in the
room."

   Most of them scampered away, but Casey stayed long enough to suggest
coyly, "You can come too."

   I thought about it for a few seconds, "Why not?" I said.  "Go warn the
others."

   I got up and walked slowly toward the shower room.  When I stepped in,
all the girls were standing, wrapped in towels by the sinks watching the
door.  I stepped through and went right into the shower bay and started
turning on several shower heads.  Then I looked back at the girls.  I
hesitated to actually invite any of them.

   "Ready." Casey said.  "One, two, three." On three, all of the girls
dropped their towels and started walking toward the shower, though Rachel
and Amanda walked a little slower than the others.  A minute later I was
taking a shower with eight pre-teens.  Eight very cute pre-teens.

   I showered for several minutes, every now and then a soapy little hand
coming over to pat my ass or squeeze my limp cock.  Then I stepped out and
started drying off with my Scooby Doo towel.  The girls all followed and
started drying themselves.

   "Can I kiss it?"

   I was amazed that Rachel was standing naked in front of me asking that
question.  "Uh, I guess."

   She leaned down and took my limp noodle in her hand and pressed her lips
against the side of it.  Of course, then all the girls wanted to kiss it
too.  Stephy and Danni were last and kissed it together.  I couldn't
believe that it was still soft after that, maybe I'd worn the poor thing
out.

   "Get dressed." I ordered and they scampered away.

   It was going to be hard to go back to my real life.



   Chapter 12

   Friday Night

   I came up behind Carly and took her hand and started to lead her away
from the group.

   "Oh, you're going to honor me with your presence tonight." she said
without resisting.

   "I only want to bask in your beauty." I told her with a grin.

   "Why weren't you basking at lunch?  I looked for you."

   "I was busy." I said, fucking Ashley, I thought.  "Fulfilling a promise.
Where were you after breakfast?" I added, trying to change the subject.

   "I was doing some copying and collating for Mr.  Lang."

   There was something about the way she said it.  "And did our young
ecologist cop any feels." I asked, as we passed into the same clearing
where I'd fucked Ashley last night.

   "Yes he did." she giggled.  Carly wasn't usually the giggling kind.

   "And just what did he feel?" I asked with exaggerated mock jealousy as I
spread my Scooby Doo towel on the log.

   "He checked out my tits pretty good and patted my ass."

   "And did you explain to him that those tits are underage and he could go
to jail for feeling them."

   "I think I forgot." she said in a very innocent little girl voice.

   "And did you mention your extremely jealous boyfriend back at school?"

   "Oops."

   I sat down on the towel and pulled Carly onto my lap, my hard cock
resting against her leg.  "And just what did you do while that dirty old
man took advantage of you?"

   "I think I purred."

   "You're a very naughty girl." I told her.

   "Then I probably shouldn't mention that Mr.  Linwood felt me up on
Tuesday." I was shocked.  Of the three male teachers, Linwood would have
been my last choice, he seemed so Ward Cleaver."

   "What about Mr.  Martell?"

   "Monday."

   "Mr.  Atwood?"

   "Everyday." she grinned.  Good, I had something to hold over him if he
ever found out about Sally.

   "Mrs.  Tate?"

   "Not yet, but there's still tomorrow."

   "You've been a bad girl.  Tempting all those poor men."

   "Are you going to spank me?  Like you threatened to do to Marcia."

   "No." I said.  "It's too late for that.  I think I'm going to have to
have a long talk with Jerry."

   "NO!  Not that." she said in mock horror.  "I'll do anything."

   "Anything?"

   "Anything!"

   "Anything?" I asked again, giving my cock a squeeze and then putting my
forefinger on her lips.

   "You pervert." she accused with a laugh She slid off my lap to her knees
between my legs.  "The shame." she said as she grabbed my cock at the root.
"The indignity." She leaned forward and opened her mouth to take in my
cock. She closed her lips around the base of my cock and slowly pulled
away, dragging her lips up my shaft until she stopped with just the head
captured and teased at my pisshole with her tongue.

   "You harlot!" I accused, jumping to my feet, my cock slipping from her
lips.  "You've done that before." I'm not sure how we slipped into a
melodrama, but t was a hell of a lot of fun.

   Carly sank back, sitting on her heels.  She covered her eyes with her
forearm.  "I never." she pleaded.

   "You have." I accused again, pointing at her with both my forefinger and
my cock.

   "I, uh, Yes.  Yes, I have." she admitted meekly.

   "You hussy."

   "Alas."

   "Was it Jerry?"

   "Yes."

   "You corruptor of young boys."

   "Pity me."

   "Were there more?"

   "I'm so ashamed."

   "Who was first

   "Kyle Ivanov in the sixth grade." she admitted.  I must have looked
shocked because she giggled then got back her woebegone face.  I couldn't
believe that she had been giving blowjobs in the sixth grade and I hadn't
known.  And Kyle had been a freshman when we were in the sixth.  That
cradle robber.  Then I remembered sixth grader Ashley and a certain junior
last night in this very spot.

   "You're forgiven." I said magnanimously.  "Any of the teachers?"

   "No, but I thought about Mr.  Atwood.  His wife's been gone for five
years and he looks like he could use it."

   We'd both been in his class the year she died from cancer and I
remembered how broken up he'd been.  "You have my permission." I said
trying to sound like a king holding court.

   "Oh thank you." Carly answered with less than sincerity I thought.

   "Any of our young charges?" I said knowing the answer.

   "Wellll..."

   "You're kidding." I stammered, shocked.  "Who?"

   "Robby Sherwood." Little kid, shy and quiet.

   "Robby?"

   "I thought it might give him some confidence."

   "Did it?"

   "We'll have to wait and see." she said.

   I picked up the towel from the log and spread it on the ground, then I
lay on my back on it.  I looked at Carly and smiled.  "You may pleasure
yourself on my tool." I said, again playing the king.

   "Oh thank you." Carly said and quickly straddled my hips and pushed my
cock deep into her womb.  "You are so kind."

   "I know." I said modestly.

   "You're too much." Carly laughed and started slowly fucking me.  I
really liked this, laying back and letting the girl take control.  Forget
all that macho stuff about the guy needing to be on top.

   "What are you going to tell Jerry about this?" Carly asked.

   "Whatever you tell me to." I told her seriously.  "I don't want to come
between you two."

   "Like hell, you liar." she laughed.

   "Okay, I want to, but I won't."

   "You can tell him the truth." she said after a minute.  Either he can
handle or he can't.  And I doubt he's been a monk this week, running around
in the buff."

   That was a relief.  I really didn't want to lie to him.

   "Then you and he are still...  ?"

   "He's my boyfriend.  If that's what you're asking.  I'm not dumping
him."

   "Oh." I said, and I think my cock softened even as Carly's pussy gripped
it.

   "Paul, you silly fool...  Did you think...  ?" Carly asked, stopping.

   "I don't know what I thought." I admitted.  "How do you feel about
polygamy?"

   "Now there's a thought." she said and started rocking on my cock again.

   "Carly." I said after a few seconds.  "There's something I need to tell
you.  About Ashley." I didn't want to ruin what we had, but with Carly, I
had to be honest."

   "That you fucked her." Carly said it as a statement of fact, no question
about it.

   "You knew?"

   "I saw the way she was looking at you this morning at breakfast.  I
knew."

   "I hadn't planned...  I mean...  I wasn't going to...  I..." Carly
leaned down and kissed me gently.

   "Relax." she instructed.  "Breathe." I took a deep breath.  "I knew it
was going to happen this week.  I won't judge you, and you need to stop
judging yourself.  With Ashley and Robbie it was more like a therapy than
sex." I remembered last night, and today after lunch.  If it was a therapy,
why did I enjoy it so much.

   "You know what her mom is like?" Carly continued.  Ashley wants so much
not to be like her, but she's a very sexual girl.  I'm glad you were her
first."

   "You knew she was still a virgin?"

   "I guessed."

   "I think we should talk to her about what happened, and about what she's
going to do."

   "We?"

   "Please."

   "That is going to be one of the strangest conversations on record.  'Hi,
I know you fucked my best friend, which is okay because I fucked him too,
even though I have a boyfriend back at school, but that's okay because he's
probably sticking his dick in several willing pussies.'"

   "So you'll help?"

   "Could we finish what we started first?" she asked.  I reached up and
grasped her tits and massaged the nipples with my thumbs.

   "Maybe we should become sexual therapist when we graduate." Carly mused.
"I can see the sign now, 'Williams and Connors, Sexual Counselors, First
Times our Specialty.'"

   "Connors and Williams." I said, "Sounds better." I pulled her down into
another kiss.  "A little plaque beneath it, 'Over two served' like a
McDonald's sign." thinking of Robbie and Ashley.

   "Why stop at two, we have over a hundred in camp to practice on.  We can
start building our reputation now.  And Williams and Connors sounds more
professional."

   "Connors and...  OH GOD!" I yelled as my cock pulsed and started
delivering it's load into Carly.

   "HALLELUJAH BROTHERS AND SISTERS!" Carly added as her own orgasm
overtook her.

   We never did figure out who was getting top billing.