The summer I was 19 I was on the staff of a large summer camp for boys. Access to girls was very limited and privacy for masturbation was hard to get.
The summer camp for boys where I worked when I was 19 had a sister camp for girls ten miles away. We only got to see the girl counselors on our day off every weekend and our night off during the week, called "short night." The guy counselors outnumbered the girl counselors 3 to 1 so hook ups were hard to come by. Masturbation was vitally important but privacy was hard to find. Jerking it in your bunk at night didn't work because the movement caused all kinds of noise.
I had a little pickup truck with a tool box. When I would leave our short night to hang out by myself to drive back to camp, I would stop at a logging road I found and pull into the woods off the road. My favorite way to jerk it was to pull off my shorts and sit on the toolbox in the back and shoot it into the bed of the truck or the woods. One night my buddy Sam asked for a ride back to camp. As we approached my usual logging road turn off I said, "Sam, I can't go back to camp without jerking off, do you mind if I stop?" He said, "I totally need to rub one out really bad myself."
We pulled into the logging road and stopped. He asked if I had a tissue or a sock to cum in and I told him my usual method of sitting on the box in the back. He asked if he could join me back there. I hadn't had a jerk buddy in a while, so I said let's do it! We pulled off our shorts and boxers and sat beside each other on the toolbox and started stroking. I noticed he was focused on my hand pumping my dick furiously. I was also watching him. We were both breathing hard and starting to squirm. I felt my load starting to build and I stood up and walked to the back of the truck to shoot it into the woods. Sam was suddenly right beside me as we both arched our backs and came at the same time. Both of us were distance shooters and it was quite a show. The whole thing had taken about 5 minutes. "Feel better?" Sam asked. I said I did and asked him the same. We dressed and drove back to camp pretty satisfied. "Can I ride with you next week?" Sam asked.
The next week was a repeat of the week before as we took our seat on the toolbox, side by side, without pants. After a minute Sam pushed my hand out of the way and took my dick and stroked it. That felt good. I reached over and got his dick in my hand and we stroked each other, this time shooting our loads into the bed of the truck. It became a short night ritual for Sam and I to jerk each other off. One time we stood facing each other and frotted, cumming all over each other's dicks. That's as far as it went. We were both straight guys enjoying helping each other find sexual release and feeling no shame or guilt about it.
Our short night ritual ended with the close of camp that summer. Sam and I both returned to camp the following summer and the short night ritual resumed, but in a way so sexually explosive it will have to be told in another story.
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