Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2012 08:34:20 -0800 (PST)
From: jon white <jonwhite808@yahoo.com>
Subject: Camp Suck XVIII

			    C.A.M.P. SUCK XVIII


    They sat side by side on a hillside with a beautiful view of the lake.
Jan said: "You have to help me here, I'v never had my hand on a real live
pen...er, clitoris before."

    Jackie: "Just wrap your hand around it and stroke up and down. the skin
is loose and it will slide on my clitty. Whoops, not so tight a grip.
That's good. When you stroke toward my ovaries and the skin gets tight, it
gives me a nice little jolt. Not so fast, just nice and slow. I guess you
want me to do the same thing to your clit?"

    "Sorta," said Jan, "but rubbing it in a circular motion is the best.
But everything down there is sensitive and feels good." So Jackie did the
whole pussy. Stroking the lips, fingerfucking the vagina, but always
returning to the bullseye of the target. "Gee, this is much more fun than
doing it to yourself." She bent down and licked the precum off Jackie's
stony hard organ. "Boy, I could really get hooked on that. It tastes so
good..."

    "I'm really hot. Now, let your hand slide over the head of my clit when
you stroke. Oh yeah, gentle, gentle, I don't want to cum yet." But Jackie
warned Jan that she was getting close. "Oh, wow, I'm just about to shoot.
Just...AAARRRGH! And Jan watched the first spurt of jizz shoot out of
Jackie's cock. "Aghh, Aghh. Ah, AHHHHH, Ah, Ah, Ohhhhh! And the cum kept
spurting out of the throbbing cock in Jan's hand.

    Jan: "OMG, does it always squirt so much?" Then she bent over to lick a
stream of cum sliding down Jackie's organ.


    "It shoots about the same every time. Eighty million or so little
spermies looking for your egg. How do you like the taste?"


    "They have a long way to swim to my egg, but I'm not getting this gooey
hand anywhere near my pussy! Cum tastes OK but sorta sweet and I liked the
slippery stuff better. Are we gonna talk all day or are you going to give
me an orgasm like you promised?", Jan said. Jackie went back to rubbing
Jan's soaking wet snatch.




    Jackie: "I want to lick, but I do want to watch you cum. Will you
promise to warn me so I can look?" Jan agreed, and Jackie began to French
kiss Jan's pussy hole back and forth to her hard clittyhead. It was fun and
Jan's juices were delicious. The snatch snack didn't last long enough to
suit Jackie but she lifted her head on the warning to watch, and continued
to pleasure Jan's clit with her wet finger.


    Seconds later Jan's pussy hole squeezed shut and a little spurt of
clear liquid shot out of Jan's cunt, hitting Jackie on the nose. Jan kept
moaning, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm still Cumming ....while her pussy
continued to spasm for a half dozen more times. Jackie wiped off her nose
with a dry finger, licked it, and said, "I didn't know girls squirted
too. Tastes just like my precum. Yummy."

    Don having placed the electrodes on all three hard cocks and having
explained that if the shocks were too uncomfortable, he could adjust the
current. As with Jon, he began with very low amplitude electrical pulses,
and a low frequency. Then he upped both the power and the frequency. He had
to grin at the sight. Both kids staring at their cocks bouncing with each
buzz. He was the first to start showing precum, but Bobbie and Jon were
close behind. "Good," Don thought, I'm not hurting anybody." He upped the
frequency and amplitude again and the dicks were really starting to dance
and all were freely dripping precum. Don was the first to arrive at the
edge of the precipice: "I'm about to pop, guys. And the kids watched as his
cock took a big bounce and cum gushed out. With each of the next ten shocks
more jiiz flowed. He disconnected his electrode array from the machine and
though his legs were dripping semen, he ignored it and watched as Jon began
 to mutter: "Oh, gee. Oh yeah. I'm close, I'm real..." POW! The wall of cum
in his pelvis that was crying to be released fired out of his dancing dick
and the sensation was more like shooting a solid than a liquid. "Oh!", he
yelled. "Oh SHIT, O, O, O, O," and the cum kept squirting . "O, ooohhhh, o,
o, o, wow. that is fantastic!

Don, keep an eye on Bobbie, she's the Cream Queen.", Jon said.  It took her
a couple more minutes and a little more power before, without a word, a
huge geyser of trannycum shot out of her 'clitty'. And it kept coming and
coming, squirt after squirt and none less than two feet in the air until,
after a dozen jets, only small drips remained.

    "Wow!", said Don. "Cum Queen indeed. That was a heroic load that clitty
shot!" And that scene was enough to bring Don off with a repectful orgasm
himself.

    A week later, Hal, the camp director came into Don's waiting room.
"Hey, Hal. I haven't seen you since that awful cold last summer brought you
in. What can I do for you?"

    Hal: "This time I need a urologist. Is there one nearby you can
recommend? Back in my wild and crazy youth I picked up a case of urethritis
and it left me with scar tissue in my urethra." Don clapped his hands.
"Yep, it was the clap alright, and every so often I have to get the scar
dilated. It hurts like hell so I always wait until I can hardly pee, and
I'm there, just dribbling."

    "When I was a medic in the army I had lots of experience with soldiers
having the same problem, so I can help. When they have dilated you before
did you bleed afterwards?"

    "Yeah, for a couple of days.", said Hal.

    "I had to do it that way in the service, when we had to get the soldier
back on the line in a hurry, but it's the wrong way to do it. When you tear
the scar that way you can pee OK, but when the tear heals what have you
got?"

   Hal: "More scar, I guess."

    "Exactly.", said Don. So the right way is to stretch the scar, not tear
it. It takes longer and sometimes you have to have more than one session to
get the job done, but the results last a lot longer and the pain is
minimal." Hal agreed, so Don got out the sterilizing soap solution and
washed Hal's penis thoroughly. By the time he was finished, Hal had a
raging hardon. "Looks like you are bisexual like the rest of the camp,
right?", said Don. Hal allowed that he had known he was bisexual since he
was a kid. "Now, I need to get your uretha lubricated." He began to stroke
Hal's organ until a small drop of precum appeared. "Good. Now let me get a
sterile dilating sound and we'll get to work." Don slid the sound into
Hal's penis gently. Forward a few inches, back an inch and so forth until
the sound came up against the obstruction. "Now, I'm going to put a little
pressure on the scar, but if it hurts more than a little, you need to tell
me." The
 nurse slid the sound back and forth just enough to cause a little pain as
the tapered tip of the sound did its work. "You get a little more tender as
we progress, so I'm going to take your mind off the discomfort." So Don
began to stroke Hal's cock as the sound went in and out.

    Hal: "Oh man. That feels good. What a pain releiver!" A few minutes
later he said: "Oh, jeez, I think I'm about to cum." The combination of the
stimulation of the sound sliding in his urethra and the hand stroking his
cock caused a steady increase in the pelvic congestion that became almost
unbearable. "Oh, I'm about there..." When Don felt Hal's cock jump, he
pushed harder on the sound for another throb or two and then abruptly
pulled the sound out all the way. A huge gush of backed up semen shot out
of Hal's dick and landed first on his chin and then progressive jets
marched down his chest. "Oh, God, that was awesome. It felt like I was
shooting a Volkswagen out of my dick.!

    "But no real bad pain, right?", said Don.

    "No, but you could have poked my eye out and I wouldn't have felt it
with that orgasm going on."

    Don: "Well, we made some progress, but didn't dilate you all the
way. You'll have some discomfort urinating for a couple of days, but your
stream will be significantly better. When the burny pee quits, come, no pun
intended, back and we'll do some more."

    "Gee, I need to pay for the visit some way. And there seems to be a
flashlight or something making a tent in your scrubsuit. And it seems to be
leaking something because there's a wet spot there too. Maybe instead of
empty lip service for your kindness, I can provide more substantial lip
service.", and he pulled the drawstring of Don's scrub pants. What popped
out was a beautiful penis. About eight inches long, straight as an arrow,
tapering slightly behind a big, helmet shaped, bright red, swollen glans.

			      TO BE CONTINUED