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Subject: Summer Camp Doctor Ch. 2 Please Support Nifty with your donation. They do a great job creating a forum to talk about these things. Chapter 2- Actually Footnotes on Chapter 1 – More on Jim A reader asked me to explain more about the environment of the camp. It was charged to say the least. The atmosphere was certainly Homo erotic as you say. I’m not sure how many of the counselors were actually having anal intercourse with the boys, but there were a hundred excusable and rational reasons for them to exploit the boys. Skinny dipping, ticks, wet dreams, lectures on puberty, Rashes, Jock itch, Hemorrhoids, constipation, diarrhea etc. For example, every cabin had a small first aid kit. The thermometer in the first aid kit was a rectal thermometer. I know at least some of the counselors used them on campers. Maybe legitimately, but there were counselors who abused this pathway to gain access to boy’s bottoms. This was early 1980’s. Men wore very short wide legged shorts, AIDS was not around, No Scoutmasters or Priests had been jailed. The director of the camp was later arrested and went to jail, But before that, he encouraged this environment and he was the one ultimately with whom I had the most exploitative relationship. The big joke around camp was called getting “Pranked”. That meant someone had rubbed poison ivy in your underwear, or maybe on toilet paper. It resulted in painful genitals, or a terrible rash around your anus. The camp doctor would rub calamine lotion directly on to your penis, scrotum, anus, thighs, buttocks etc. Some counselors would do the same. That kind of thing could be completely defensible in court I’m sure. But is it ever really necessary for a 40-year-old man to spend 10 minutes rubbing calamine lotion on a 10 year old boy’s penis? Some boys would take care of themselves, but there were always a handful the doctor or a counselor wanted to “watch carefully” I was in that group- Jim would talk about masturbation and his penis in pretty much every context he could. escort ankara There were formalized campfires where boys were encouraged to talk about puberty, questions about their bodies, things like that. Girls were seen as evil temptresses looking to trap good boys and disrupt the utopian life we shared at Camp. Those Campfires were at least a few times a week. Even in those, you sit around the campfire and a few of the counselors would wear short enough shorts to where you could see their dicks in the leg hole, or their bulges would be on obvious and clear display as you sat splay legged around the campfire. During one of these campfires, after we had gone skinny-dipping, one of the counselors remained unclothed from the waist down during the entire thing! It seems impossible to believe now, but I guess since we had all been skinny-dipping, there was some minor rationale for the nudity. And perhaps he was only naked for part of it. I can’t be sure of that detail. But I clearly remember him. He was a country guy, a little stocky, and his dick head poked out pretty straight. Maybe I noticed it because it hung like mine did- more out than down. He had some hair on his thick manly thighs, and his big butt barely fit in the small folding camp chair. When you were one on one with Jim, he would be gently squeezing his bulge half the time you were talking to him! In sort of a joking way he was always talking about blue balls and how he needed to “drop a load soon”. That sort of thing. He acted as if I felt exactly the same way he did but, he had seen me naked, seen that I was not sexually mature, and must have known that I did not know how to masturbate. He also talked about masturbation in a stricter way. “A boy and a man have a responsibility to take care of their bodies”. This part of his ideology revolved around checking your genitals for ticks, assuming everyone had jock itch and needed to rub jock itch ointment on their genitals at least a couple of times a day. He esenyurt escort would do this in a similar manner to how he sprayed on the powder. He would drop his pants in front of me, squirt some ointment on his fingers and rub the ointment on his large genitals. He was not a hairy guy, His dick and balls were quite large and his bush was very small. I remember when he dropped his pants how his dick and balls although big and hanging low in the summer heat, would be all sort of stuck and smushed together. I never had that and I was fascinated to see how a grown man’s did. He would encourage me to do the same. I would drop my pants and let him see my small balls and penis. I would put the ointment on just as he had. We did this probably a half a dozen times. If either one of us became a little bit erect. He would say that meant we had blue balls and needed to drop a load. Again, I had not gone through puberty and really had no clue what he was talking about. Another thing he would always say was that everybody was young dumb and full of cum. If my dick became slightly erect in front of him, he would say those balls are full of cum! I actually thought that my balls and dick filled up with cum and that’s why they became erect. The Hut where he had wrestling was very private. There was a wall facing the path through the woods toward it with one small open window, so he could see if someone was approaching. Because of the game where we urinated in the gap on the floor, the whole place smelled pretty nasty. He didn’t wear deodorant so he smelled pretty strong a lot of the time. But he had rigged a garden hose into a shower and he would take showers there to wash off the stink. Seeing him naked was a common sight, but I would have stared it him all day. His short curly brown hair on his head would flatten out as he stepped under the hose shower. His pale muscular body glistened with the cool water. I always like his chest. He had a chest like Michael eskişehir escort Landon from Little House on the Prarie, Large pecs and healthy slightly puffy nipples. If I was waiting by the shower, he would spend lots of time lathering his genitals, and once he actually soaped his anus in front of me bending over and clearly sliding his soapy fingers inside. All the while chit-chatting or nonchalantly moving around as if this was just how grown men behaved. Yes, I was floored when I first saw his anus. That was all introduced in the vein of a man needs to take care of his body. It was all part of the Grooming. Jim, The camp director, and the camp doctor, All wanted to normalize as much as possible reasons for men and boys to be naked together, rubbing genitals, inserting fingers, suppositories, rectal thermometers, and eventually enemas into boys and each other’s anuses. I think all of these processes were designed to be defensible. I’ve often wondered if it was the counselors themselves putting poison ivy in boys underpants & in their own underpants just to have an excuse for essentially what was mutual masturbation I was very turned on watching the doctor finger Jim’s asshole. The doctor had a huge tub of Vaseline. As I spent more time with the doctor, I got to know that huge tub of Vaseline pretty well. It was nasty. The label and the entire outside of it were super greasy. And, in the large tub, there were pubic hairs stuck in vaseline. He clearly wanted me to see that. When I went in with Jim, They had me sit where my face was only a few feet from a grown man’s winking anus. He pulled his cheeks very wide. It was not a small pink slit. It was purple and pink and lumpy and when he pulled it wide open, textures and colors all changed. The doctor stood to the side to make sure that I had a very clear view of his ungloved finger Rubbing Vaseline on this grown man’s ass hole and then sliding his finger all the way inside. The entire time, we were chit chatting about mundane topics. Clearly, this was designed to normalize a lewd, raunchy, man on man finger fuck. I would very much like to hear about reader experiences. Thanks for your questions, My cock is hard as a rock and dripping pre-cum thinking about all of those memories. I will go back to the Doctor in the next installment Please support ail B.

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