5 comments/ 131009 views/ 20 favorites Summer Camp Lessons Pt. 01 By: Diana Retnuhvek Chapter 1 Band camp was filled to the brim again, and Ms. White was busy as a result. The sexy 25-year-old brunette had the chore of watching over 45 high school kids between the ages of 14-18, and watching one youth in particular. Serving as the supervisor of any misconduct that went on during the kids' stay in the scenic North Woods, Ms. White got reports that Kenny - an 18-year-old with a history of causing trouble at such outings, was causing a far different sort of trouble than Ms. White was used to hearing about. Kenny had been accused of flashing the female members of the camp, and to keep the incident from getting to the camp's head counselor, Ms. White thought she would take care of it herself. She confronted the boy, and told him to meet her in her office that afternoon. Ms. White's office was a makeshift one, a room in the camp's main building that was filled with desks and instruments. She waited patiently for her student to arrive, and as soon as he did, she began the questioning. He began the conversation with flattery, saying Ms. White was awfully pretty, and that she reminded him of the actress, Natalie Portman. Funny how Kenny would later remind her of John Holmes. Ms. White actually thought Kenny was kind of cute at first glance, that his strong upper body made him look even older than 18. But she could not let him know of her attraction to him, even though Ms. White had gone months without an actual boyfriend in her life, so much of her time devoted to teaching during the school year and now this band camp during the summer. "Cut the crap," she said. "I have gotten reports that you were flashing some of the female members of the camp." "I wouldn't call it flashing - I would call it a way of relieving myself," he said. "What?" she asked angrily. "Well, it hurts," he explained. "What do you mean, it hurts?" A short silence followed, and then Kenny took a deep breath and spoke. "My penis - it's so big that it hurts to keep it in those tight shorts we are forced to wear for the camp," he said. "And the girls were teasing me to whip it out because they saw the outline of it in my shorts. I only did what they asked me to do, and they probably told on me just to funny. They won't leave me alone - they stole my bathing suit and made me get out of the lake naked the other day, and then they started spying on me in my cabin room." Ms. White was taken back a bit, her attraction to Kenny's young hot body now increasing. She was wondering if Kenny was for real, or if he was just putting her on to get out of a jam, but she wanted to know desperately. She decided to use threats as her course of action. "Oh, please, you're just lying to me again - you liked about the girls spying on you, you lied about them stealing your bathing suit, and now you are lying about why you can't keep your shorts on. I have had enough with your lies - you are being sent home and your parents will be pretty upset they wasted $130 for you to attend this camp." "No, no, please Ms. White, no, anything but that, my parents will kill me," he pleaded. Ms. White started toward the door. "Pleeese," he begged further, following her from behind. "If you let me show you what I mean, you would understand," he said. Ms. White stopped in her tracks, and turned around for her eyes to meet Kenny's. "Show me what you mean?" she asked, starting to get aroused at the thought of Kenny showing her what he showed the girls. "Yeah - I just, um, could um," Kenny said in a nervous state, nervous still from Ms. White's threats and now even more nervous about the thought of having to expose himself to a teacher he had known all through high school. "I could show you um, my penis, so you would believe me about it being too big to fit in those tiny sh-shorts," he said, the last word coming out in a stutter to reveal his fears. Ms. White turned around abruptly once again, and headed toward the door. Kenny thought she might be heading to the counselor's office to turn him in, and in an attempt to stop her he started to plead again. "Ms. White, please - " But before he could go on, he saw her not go through the door, but instead shut it, and lock it. She turned around, walked up close to Kenny, and said "Okay, this is your final chance. Show me." So many emotions were inside Kenny right now, but strangely, an erotic one took over. He was suddenly aroused at the thought of getting to show himself to Ms. White, the teacher who he had fantasized about since that monstrous penis of his started to grow so large. He had mainly fantasized about her legs, legs that were on display right now in those small, white cotton shorts Ms. White insisted on wearing, seemingly to tease Kenny. "This is your final chance," Ms. White went on. "And if this is another lie, then the counselor's office awaits. And hurry up, I'm late for lunch as is and there is no school nurse I can send you to for a matter such as this." Kenny was even more aroused with the thought of Ms. White not just demanding Kenny take off his shorts for her, but do it in a hurry, like she was bossing him around like the girls had done the day before. "You mean you want me to show you my - " Ms. White cut in. "This was your idea - I can see you are probably lying again," she said in an even bossier, snide tone. "No, no, I'm not lying again," Kenny said. When his hands went down to his waist, and his thumbs went underneath the waistband to get ready to pull the tiny shorts down, Kenny got the thrill of his life as he saw Ms. White's eyes go down to his crotch as she waited to see it uncovered. The shorts came down, and out flopped Kenny's huge penis, falling down from his crotch until the head dangled halfway to his knees. Ms. White's brown eyes grew to the size of silver dollars, and her right hand went to her mouth in order to stifle a gasp, but the sound of it was still loud enough that their privacy - although protected by a locked door - might be invaded. "Oh my God," she said from behind her hand, "I've never seen anything like it before." All of a sudden, all of the nervousness was gone from Kenny's body. He was greatly enjoying the feeling of a 25-year-old, gorgeous brunette with tight white shorts and sexy legs staring at his huge penis and practically telling him it was the biggest she had ever seen. While it was still in its soft state. Kenny wanted to pretend he was still nervous, and he dare not get an erection in front of his teacher - he didn't trust her enough yet to know how she would react. "See, Ms. White, how can I fit this inside those shorts?" asked Kenny rhetorically, but he got an answer anyway. "I...I suppose you could tuck it to one side, I mean, um, you could try to let it dangle down one of the legs of your - " Ms. White stopped in mid sentence - her words sounded so dirty to her, talking about how this boy should keep his huge penis covered. But she wanted to help him, wanted to find a solution to the problem just to make this moment last longer. Kenny tried her plan, and tucked his penis to the right side of the shorts and pulled them up. However, the head, and about an inch of the shaft, stuck out the bottom of the shorts in forming an almost comical scene. A girlish giggle, much like the ones the girls had made when seeing Kenny naked the day before, escaped Ms. White. "Jesus Christ," she said, again covering her mouth with her right hand and laughing softly yet again. "I guess that won't work." "Should I try the left side?" asked Kenny, even though he knew it would be the same result, but he wanted to tease Ms. White. "Yeah, might as well," she said. Kenny pulled down his shorts again, and grabbed his penis and tucked it to the left side before pulling the shorts back up. His horse-like penis, for some reason, looked even larger on the left - the head and maybe an inch and a half of the fat shaft were sticking out at the bottom. Ms. White shook her head with a sexy smile, her eyes glued to Kenny's crotch. "Those shorts just won't due," she said. "How were you even wearing them at all before - I know you kept taking them off but you did manage to wear them some of the time. How did you fit that thing in them?" Kenny had wished she would have used a dirty term for his penis, instead of the generic and vague word, thing. But at least she referred to it. "I had to wear bikini briefs underneath, and kind of coil up my penis," he said. "What, like a garden hose?" Ms. White asked, revealing her sexy sense of humor. "Yeah, sort of," Kenny answered. "My oh my, I have never seen anything like this at band camp before, that's for sure," she said. "This is definitely one I'll have to tell the girls at work about." Girls at work? Ms. White was going to tell more sexy females about his penis? He was trying so hard not to get erect. "What do you mean?" Kenny asked. "Oh, oh nothing," Ms. White said, embarrassed. "Just that my friends at work will find it funny when I tell them that one of the chores I had at band camp was finding a way for one of the male students to fit his huge penis inside his shorts." Kenny was gracious for the full explanation from Ms. White, if for nothing else, because she said huge penis. "Oh," he said. "Well, are you going to tell the camp counselor about me?" "No, that's okay," she said, now in a sympathetic tone. "We just have to find a solution to the problem." Kenny was feeling courageous, and decided to use some humor. "Well, I could just let it swing free - besides, just about every girl at the camp has seen it by now," he said. Ms. White actually laughed. "No kidding," she replied. "There might as well be shots of you in those Playgirl magazines I saw in one of the girls' rooms the other day." Kenny thought he would tease Ms. White a bit. "Did you look at any of them?" he asked with a smile. "Oh, please, how old do you think I am - those things are for high school girls," she replied. "And why is that?" Kenny asked, probing deeper. Ms. White was getting uncomfortable, even though Kenny was the one that was partly exposed here - his penis still sticking out of his shorts. But she felt uneasy about talking sex with the 18-year-old. "That answer is for another time," she said, revealing that she expected to talk with Kenny again, hopefully with him naked once more. "You have to, um, well, get dressed somewhat." Kenny took off the tight shorts, laid them on the desk to his right, and reached for the bikini boxers that were in the bag he brought along. He took an extra long period of time, acting like he couldn't find them just so he could be naked that much longer in front of Ms. White. His body bent over, his penis swayed to the side a bit so she could even see his testicles, and their size was in direct proportion to his penis. They looked like golf balls to the young, sexy teacher, who was realizing she still had a few things to learn about the male anatomy. She pretended not to be looking, but Kenny was about to make it obvious. When he found the boxers and prepared to get in them, he faked a stumble while trying to put his leg through one of the leg holes so that his penis would flop around a bit. Ms. White laughed again. "Oh, this is funny?" he asked. "I'm sorry. It's just you better reel up that garden hose before it gets out of control," she said with a laugh. Kenny liked the garden hose term, but wanted to hear Ms. White use even dirtier words for his penis. The next day, he would find out, he would get his wish. Chapter 2 Kenny strode down the hall of the main building the next afternoon on his way to lunch, and was pleasantly surprised to see Ms. White walking toward him. Only she was back to being the bitch she had been the previous day. "Come in here right now," she scolded him, leading him into her office. Kenny was even more turned on that she was being the dominant figure once again. The two walked in, and again Ms. White locked the door behind her, for more privacy. She was holding something, but Kenny couldn't make out what it was. "Do you know what I found in one of the girl's rooms today?" Ms. White asked angrily. "Um, more Playgirls?" he asked. "Well, besides that," she replied. "I have no idea," Kenny responded. From behind her back, Ms. White pulled out a ruler, a 12-inch wooden ruler that did not at all look out of place in a lesson room such as this one, but its use was somewhat out of place. "Do you want to tell me what this was used for?" Ms. White asked. Kenny was nervous, but again the extreme attraction he had to Ms. White took over. But he wanted to play stupid, in order to get Ms. White to explain the purpose of the ruler herself. "I don't know," Kenny said. "Well, I do," she replied, walking in closer to Kenny. "You measured your penis in front of those girls, didn't you?" "I, I, um, - " "Don't I um me, you know exactly what I am talking about - how many times did I tell you to keep that thing in your pants - we went over this yesterday, and you said you would continue to wear the boxers and the shorts until we found a solution to the problem," Ms. White said. Kenny felt like he was being lectured, but it was the most enjoyable lecture he ever got from a teacher. "How do you know this happened?" he asked, stunned Ms. White found out about the episode. Ms. White pulled up the ruler to within eyesight, and read from it. "Well, hmmm let me see," she said. "There is a marking here, and do you know what words are next to the marking?" Kenny was about to have his dream come true - Ms. White was going to say it. He remembered what the girls had written on the ruler the night before, and he couldn't wait for Ms. White to read it. "It says Kenny's dick when it's soft," she said. There was a silence for a moment - Kenny was just savoring the moment, and Ms. White was thinking about what to do next to carry out her fantasy even further. Kenny began to think about whether or not Ms. White would say dick again, or if she was just saying it because that's what it said on the ruler. He was about to find out. "I guess the only way for me to tell if they did in fact measure your dick is for me to see if the measurements match," she said. "But Ms. White - " Kenny said, acting as though he didn't want to expose himself again but actually was dying to do so. "Don't Ms. White me, pull down your pants," she said in that sexy dominant tone once again. Kenny couldn't have paid a female to carry out a fantasy of his as well as this was going. He pulled down his shorts and boxers, and there stood Ms. White fully clothed. This is two times now that she saw him naked, and he still has never seen her naked. "Do you want to do it, or should I?" she asked in a bitchy tone. Kenny wanted her to do it, but how could he ask her? He decided stalling might work. "I, I, um," he said. "Well, I don't have all day," she said, walking over to Kenny. She walked over to her student and grabbed his penis, actually a bit hard. "Ouch," he said. "Oh, I'm sorry, did that hurt?" she asked sarcastically. "Didn't it hurt when those girls measured your schlong?" Schlong? Did she just say schlong? Did my teacher, my sexy, 25-year-old teacher, just say schlong to me? Kenny's thoughts were of the most erotic nature at this point. Ms. White stroked his penis for a few moments, marveling at its thickness. Lifting it up, his testicles were again exposed to her. "Did they measure how far your balls hang down?" Ms. White asked rhetorically in an angry tone. "Or maybe how big around they are? I'm really starting to get annoyed with you Kenny. You must have the biggest schlong in the world, and I understand your discomfort, but I can't keep scolding you like this. I don't have the time. I can't have girls going around measuring your dick - do you know what kind of lawsuit there could be if news of that got out?" The scene was so beautiful in its irony - Ms. White scolding Kenny for letting girls measure his penis while she in fact was doing the same, and she was his teacher. She laid his penis on top of the ruler, amazed she could do such a thing since most soft penises merely stuck out like thumbs and didn't hang like Kenny's did. "Here, I knew it," she said. "Your schlong is exactly eight and a half inches soft, right where the marking is. Those girls measured your schlong, I knew it." "But Ms. White, please don't be mad," he said, going down to his knees and begging her. Kenny had fantasized about doing this - her gorgeous thighs at eye level - and he figured now was as good a time as any. "You really want to avoid getting into trouble?" she asked. "Yes, oh yes," he said. "And you realize that what I am about to offer you is strictly confidential, and that if you tell on me, I have plenty of dirt to dig up on you, right?" "Yes, oh yes," he said. "Well, I wouldn't mind you giving me a foot massage," she said. Foot massage? Kenny couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Foot massage?" he asked again, only this time out loud. "Yes, a foot massage, every day, right before you go to your cabin for the night," she went on. "All of this walking around during the day hurts my tiny little feet, and I have seen you checking out my legs every day so I know you would enjoy it." "But Ms. White - " "Don't Ms. White me, be here tomorrow at 5 p.m." she said. Kenny tucked his huge penis inside his shorts, which was a chore in itself, and headed to his cabin. Chapter 3 Just like clockwork, Kenny arrived the next day to Ms. White's office, and damn if she didn't look her sexiest. A formal lunch for all of the teachers at the camp caused Ms. White to wear a women's business suit, composed of a short black skirt showing off her thighs as she sat down, and see-through stockings that were perfect in showing off her legs. She had already removed her shoes for Kenny. "You have very nice feet," Kenny said to his teacher, understating how much he liked them as he knelt in front of her for the second day in a row. They were so tiny, and so cute, even her ankles were causing Kenny to be turned on. When he began to rub her feet, moans of delight came from Ms. White, moans a student should never hear his teacher make. This was all part of her plan. She had grown increasingly more attracted to Kenny - his blue eyes, his muscular build, his cute butt, but most of all what he had between his legs, the object of her desire that she wanted so desperately to see again. The scolding plan had worked the day before, but she figured that was getting old. Now she used her charm, and her moans of delight were her best weapon right now. She wanted Kenny to worship her the way no other man had. Ms. White had always been able to seduce men, but she had this kid eating out of the palm of her sexy hand - what fun it could be to use him as her little, or actually big in one area, boy toy. Both were silent for a while, but Ms. White thought she would begin a conversation, about what was not hard to figure out. "So how's it hanging?" she asked, wanting Kenny to eventually show her his beautiful penis once again. "What's that?" Kenny asked, rubbing her feet even slower and deeper while staring at her stocking-clad legs. "Isn't that what guys say to each other, you know, to make conversation?" she asked. "Oh, right," he replied. Kenny was disappointed. He thought Ms. White was referring to something else. But actually, she was. "Or I guess in your case, I could mean that in a literal sense," she said with a giggle, still playing innocent enough to keep up the role as the boy's teacher, but yet at the same time making a blatant reference to his oversized penis. Summer Camp Lessons Pt. 01 Kenny was so turned on right now he wanted to put one of Ms. White's feet in his mouth and lick her all the way up to her thighs, but he had to control himself. Silence followed again, but then Ms. White made a more direct reference to the boy's anatomy. "You wearing it on the left side or the right side today" she asked, her right hand pulling her skirt up just a bit higher to tease Kenny. He wanted her to be more specific as to what she meant, so he played dumb. "What do you mean?" he asked, looking directly into her brown eyes. "Your schlong," she said in a direct fashion. "Oh, oh, I um, am wearing it on the left side," he replied. "Just curious, because I know you were wearing baggy shorts today and I figured you could, um, well, let it dangle," she said. "Do you even wear boxers when you wear baggy shorts or jeans?" "Oh, no," he said. "Much more comfortable if I just let it hang." "I see," she said. "What do the other boys say?" she asked, her feet having already been well-rubbed but still in the desperate hands of Kenny. "About what Ms. White?" he asked. "About the size of your, um, you know," she said playfully. "Come on, you can say it," he led her. "About the size of your dick. Are they jealous, you know, when they see you in the showers and stuff?" she asked just like a curious female would. Kenny heard her say dick, and was savoring that moment so much he couldn't get out a word before she started up again. "Because I know the older guys get, the more engrossed they are with the size of their dicks," she explained as a way of giving advice to her student. "Dicks are very much a part of how they measure their manhood. The bigger the dick, the bigger the man." "I see," said Kenny in a short and sweet fashion, not wanting to break up Ms. White's sexy dialogue. "So what do the other boys say when they see the size of your dick?" she asked, now making eye contact with Kenny despite him wanting to stare at her legs while she spoke. "Well, they tease me a bit," he said. "Like how?" she persisted, wanting to act like a concerned teacher looking out for one of her students. "Do they call you horse or donkey, or stuff like that?" Kenny knew what she meant by that, but wanted to hear her explain. "What do you mean Ms. White?" he asked. "You know, hung like a horse? Or hung like a donkey? Those are the first expressions that came to mind when I saw your schlong," she explained. "Have you ever seen a horse's dick? It's rediculous. It almost hangs to the ground. I went horse-back riding once when I was a kid, and all me and my friends could do was stare and laugh." Funny how that's exactly what she was doing when she got a look at Kenny's midsection. The boy was starting to get angry with Ms. White at this point, for teasing him like this in such a manner - all of her sexy talk was making it hard for him to not get an erection. He wanted to pay her back for this. But he had to be patient. "I think I heard those expressions a few times - one of the girls at this camp said it to me the other day," he said. "Kids these days," Ms. White said, like she was at all innocent. "How do they learn such filth?" Kenny wanted to become a bit more intimate, and asked Ms. White if he could call her by her first name. She declined. "No. I would prefer you always call me Ms. White," she said. "We are friends, Kenneth, but I am still your teacher." Kenneth? God did she make me feel like her little pet, Kenny thought to himself. "Well, Kenneth, thank you for the foot massage," she said. "And now I am off to the lake for a quick swim." Ms. White in a bathing suit? Oh my God, the 18-year-old thought to himself, could I get to see her in such an outfit? "C-could I come with you?" he said with a stutter, so nervous about seeing Ms. White with even less clothing, her legs able to arouse him even more. "Sure," she said. "Did you bring trunks?" Kenny didn't, but that would work to an even greater advantage. He wanted to tease Ms. White just the same way she had teased him throughout her massage. "No, I didn't, but I have some at my cabin," he said. "We can stop on the way, and you could, um, wait outside for me while I run in and get changed," he went on. "Okay Kenneth," he said. "It would be nice to have a student there with me - the lake can get kind of lonely." The two walked along the main trail of the camp, the sounds of poorly-played instruments everywhere. But Kenny was learning how to play a woman much more faster than most of the kids were learning how to play flutes and trumpets. He rushed into his cabin, home to eight other kids in the camp, and went into his bedroom. Ms. White waited on the porch for a few moments, but as if on cue, it began to rain, and rain hard. A few desperate knocks at the door were all Kenny needed to let his teacher in. She looked even sexier now, her hair wet and her makeup now glistening. "God," she said. "Can you believe this rain?" Kenny did in fact find it hard to believe the rain, and its timing, for he now had his teacher in his bedroom. "We can wait here until it clears up," he said. Ms. White went into the bathroom to get changed - a locked door giving her plenty of privacy. Little did she know, Kenny was getting changed out in the bedroom - to save time of course. That was his main reason. Yeah right. The two managed to make conversation even though they were in separate rooms, and Kenny, stripped down naked with no intention of putting his bathing suit on until after Ms. White returned, stared at himself in the mirror. He looked down at his own penis, admiring how its head hung so low it was only inches from his kneecaps. It throbbed a bit and grew even longer with the thought of Ms. White coming out and seeing him naked again. What would she say this time? What words would she choose. He was about to find out. "Well, Kenny, I hope the rain has stopped by now -" And that's all she got out before seeing that Kenny was totally nude, and that his penis looked even larger than the first few times she saw it. "Oh, God, I'm sorry," she said. "I thought you would wait to use the bathroom to get changed." "That's okay," he said. "Not like you haven't seen it before." Ms. White did a funny thing at this moment - instead of retreating back into the bathroom or covering her eyes or even looking away, she just stared. Stared right at Kenny's oversized penis - how could she not? "Think I should wear my blue trunks or black trunks?" he asked. "B-black," she responded. Kenny picked up the black trunks and instead of putting them on right away, fiddled with the adjustable string at the front of them for quite some time. He could see out of the corner of his eye that Ms. White was still staring at his groin. And then his teasing netted him his first few points. She gave in. "Jesus Christ," she whispered. "What's that?" he asked. "No, nothing," she replied. "No, seriously, what Ms. White?" "That thing is huge," she said. "Oh, you mean my dick?" he asked, spreading his legs and facing Ms. White even more directly now. "Stop with the language," she said, stressing that it was okay for her to use slang terms for his penis but not okay for him. "Just hurry up and get dressed," she said. Kenny did so, tucking his penis inside his bathing suit and leading Ms. White to the door. The rain had stopped, but the fun was just beginning. Chapter 4 The two walked down to the lake and found it to be deserted. "Must be the rain - it scared everybody off," Kenny said. Ms. White was silent, and had a look on her face that she was pissed at Kenny for tempting her to stare at his oversized penis, a penis that was by far the biggest she had ever seen, even though it was merely in its soft state. But that penis belonged to one of her students, and even though the boy was technically a man at age 18, she still felt a bit guilty about looking so long and so hard. Maybe if she knew Kenny didn't mind that she looked, that he felt his privacy wasn't invaded. "K-Kenny," she barely got out. "Do you feel funny when girls look at you?" The question was vague, and as if on cue demanded an explanation from Kenny. "What do you mean Chrissy?" he asked, staring at her thighs while she waded in the water alongside of him. Ms. White snapped at him. "What did I tell you about that? You are to call me by my last name only, got it?" she demanded. "Yes, I'm sorry," he said, loving it when she scolded him. Maybe one of these times she would demand that he kneel down and kiss her butt, or some lovely task he would love to be punished with. "I mean, do you feel funny when girls, or women for that matter, stare at your penis?" she asked. Kenny, ever a bright young lad, had a plan forming. He wanted Ms. White to prove to him that girls and women are fixated on his size when they see him in the buff, and oh what fun it would be to get her to prove such a thing. "I think girls and women are much more preoccupied with a size of a man's penis, than say, men are with the size of women's breasts," Kenny said. Ms. White scolded Kenny again for even bringing up the female anatomy in a derogatory fashion, but she did get his point. But now Kenny, Kenneth that is as Ms. White would refer to him in a bossy tone, put his teacher on the spot. "Did you find it hard not to stare?" he asked her. Ms. White wanted to say yes, but felt awkward in trying to do so. She would lie, and it would backfire on her. "No, no of course not. I didn't care about the size of your dick, I mean cock, I mean penis," she said, all but exposing her dirty thoughts of Kenny. "Well, why don't we prove this little theory of yours, that women aren't preoccupied with the size of the male penis?" he asked. "And how on earth can we do that?" Ms. White asked, her sexy legs now glistening with wetness from the lake. "Well...we could set up like an experiment - I could accidentally let my towel drop in front of a few ladies, maybe ladies that you know, and we could gauge their reaction," he said. The plan sounded so tempting to Ms. White, and for some reason it sounded actually pretty practical. Just needed to work out the details. "And where would you be dropping your towel, and when?" she asked. "Outside the boys' shower room - you know right up there," he said, pointing to just beyond the shore of the lake. "You and a friend, or friends, could be chatting on the bench outside, and I could run out of the shower room and pretend to lose my towel accidentally," he said, so desperate to show off his penis to more women, maybe even women that Ms. White knew. "Alright, alright," she said. "I actually have a friend coming up to see me tomorrow - she's very attractive but married. So don't expect much of a response from her. Soon I'll be proving that women aren't as fixated with body parts as men are." "That's a bet," Kenny said. -------- Ms. White stayed committed to her deal with Kenny, occupying the bench just outside the boys' shower room with one of her best friends, Melissa, the next afternoon on time. Now, to say which woman was indeed hotter would be a toss-up. They both had incredible legs, large breasts, and each had the type of ass poor young Kenny would love to sink his teeth into. And to tease Kenny even more on this day, both Ms. White and Melissa were wearing bathing suits - not bikinis, as those would be a little too racy for the atmosphere at band camp, but they were in fact very attractive bathing suits. The two brunettes were chatting quietly on the bench in a relaxed scene, but Ms. White couldn't have felt more nervous. What if she gets caught for this mischievous deal she made with Kenny? What would it do to her teaching career? Well, she was willing to take the chance. The fact that she wanted to do this little skit only proved in itself she was in fact fixated with Kenny's size. She wanted desperately to see it again. And there he was. Coming out of the shower room with only a towel, Kenny spotted the two women and instead of running out of the room like he said he would do, which would have been quick and easy, he instead walked over to make conversation. And he pretended not to know Ms. White. "Hello ladies," he said in a cheesy fashion, like any male trying to pick up women would do. "How are you today?" Melissa looked over at Kenny and laughed. "Hi there stud," Melissa said teasingly. Ms. White didn't know what to do. "You ladies from around here?" he asked the two sexy females. "Listen cutie," Melissa said teasingly, but at the same time giving away that she did in fact think Kenny was cute, "I'm married, and we are both too old for you. Now run along and play." The two women were about to get the shock of their lives. Going back to his old ways, Kenny showed off his huge penis to the women, simply pulling the towel away to reveal it in its huge, eight-inch soft state. It was so obscene, it hung almost to where the women's perfectly tan legs rested on the bench. "Holy shit," Melissa said. "Ever seen anything like this before?" he asked proudly. "Chrissy, did you do this?" Melissa asked. "Do what?" asked Ms. White, still in a state of shock. "Hire a stripper for me, you know, it's my birthday next week?" Ms. White took the easy way out. "Yep, you got it," she said. "This is um, Kenny, the horse-hung hero." Kenny loved that she made up a name for him on the fly, showing how much indeed she thought of his penis. "Look how far it hangs down, Jesus, how do you get it in your pants?" asked Melissa, as Ms. White and Kenny looked at each other and smiled - they still hadn't figured out a way for Kenny to get that thing in his pants. "Well, I better cover up darling. Don't want to make a scene," Kenny said, putting the towel back around his front. "Oh, don't be silly - the place is deserted. Chrissy, you said everyone would be in the lunchroom at this hour," Melissa wined, wanting badly to see Kenny's penis again. "Well, um, the stripper wasn't supposed to show up until later actually, in um, in my office," Ms. White said, now digging herself in a deeper hole. She didn't want Kenny to be exposing himself again in the open like this, so she figured her office would be a safer place. But having Kenny pose as a stripper for her best friend? Ms. White wondered how far things were going to go. "Ohhh, Chrissy, does he do tricks with it?" Melissa said sexily. " "Tell me Mr. Big Dick, or actually my horse-hung hero, what kind of show are you going to put on for us?" Kenny was in Heaven. He was now going to reel off every type of fantasy he ever had involving clothed women and his huge penis. "Well, my darling, you will be allowed to measure my dick, both in its soft state and when it is hard, there will be contests to see which of you can come up with more terms for my big dick, you will be allowed to take pictures of my cock, and last but not least, each of you will have a contest to see which of you sexy young females can make me shoot my load the furthest," he said. "Oh my God Chrissy, I can't wait to see how big his dick is when it's hard. Can you imagine?" said Melissa, talking as if Kenny wasn't even present. "And as your horse-hung hero, I make only one request," Kenny said. "What's that?" asked the excited Melissa, the birthday girl. "Wear extremely high shorts and no shoes," he said. "Oh I think we can accommodate you there," Melissa said. Ms. White was speechless. She was so turned on by the thought of the upcoming events, but yet still engulfed by a feeling of danger in getting caught with one of her students. And to think this whole plan was for Ms. White to prove that females aren't fixated with the size of a man's penis - her best almost fainted in excitement when she heard she would be taking part in dick measuring. Chapter 5 Chrissy and Melissa waited in the cabin room. They were anticipating Kenny's arrival, but Chrissy had mixed feelings. She still feared getting in trouble for being in such a situation - one of her young, male campers about to do a strip show for her and her friend. But she wanted to see Kenny naked again. She liked the look of his smooth, flowing muscles, his strong, hairless chest, but most of all, what he had between his legs. The two attractive women sat and waited on Chrissy's bed, with Melissa breaking the silence and slight tension that had been building up. "So how did you find a stripper with such a large penis?" she asked casually. Chrissy wanted to tell the truth, that Kenny wasn't really a stripper but instead one of her campers. Maybe she could even convince Melissa to leave the room with her and get out of there, just to avoid possibly getting caught with this young stud. But her desire to see him again overcame her. She went along with the scam. "Oh...I um...asked about size, and they said there was one that was...um...really big," she said. "You know...one that has a big dick." "I've never seen a dick that big before," Melissa said, taking off her shirt, leaving only a tight tank top usually just worn as an undershirt. "I have to admit...it got me kind of hot. I mean...well...you know all of the men I've been with - nothing really special when it came to what was, you know, down there. But this guy...Jesus." "I know," Chrissy said. "When I first saw it, I just thought it was kind of funny, but then I started getting aroused every time I saw it." "You saw it before that little episode at the bathrooms?" asked Melissa, now removing a skirt, getting down to just a pair of boxers in order to show off her sexy, silky tan thighs, so well-rounded and supple. Chrissy stumbled to find an answer to Melissa's question. She was caught off guard. "Oh...well...the funny thing was they sent him over a few days ago, to make sure he was what I wanted," Chrissy explained, lying through her teeth. She didn't want Melissa to know the truth about how Kenny was just one of the campers at the lake. "He comes over, and pulls down his pants and strips completely nude." "You got to check out the product before you make the investment?" joked Melissa. "Yeah," Chrissy said. "You know, wanted to make sure he was big enough, his penis was big enough - his cock was big enough." "That is a good word for what he has down there - a cock," Melissa said. "Not a penis - penis sounds like what a little boy has. That guy has a cock." "I've never seen it erect though," Chrissy said. "I can only imagine." "Well, we'll get to see today," Melissa replied. ---------------- "Hi ladies," Kenny said as he came in the doorway to Chrissy's room. Kenny looked even sexier now. He did his hair up with some gel, letting the bangs hang over his eyes and tanned face. He was wearing only a white T-shirt and faded jeans. No underwear. A bulge snaked down his right pant leg. "Hi Ken--hi there Mr. Stripper," Chrissy said sexily. She didn't want to call him by name in front of Melissa. Kenny was so nervous. He couldn't wait to strip in front of these two sexy women, both of whom were down to just boxer shorts and small tops. Their legs were amazing. Their large, covered breasts, even sexier. The three sat down on the couch. Melissa ordered Kenny to start dancing for them. She turned on the radio, a techno song playing as if it were cued for this scene. Kenny started moving around, shaking his butt, thrusting his midsection back and forth. Melissa now saw the bulge snaking down his leg. She whispered to Chrissy about it. Now they both stared at it. "It might come out the bottom of his jeans," Melissa said. Summer Camp Lessons Pt. 01 "It could probably reach," Chrissy joked. They were both now drinking White Russians, strong ones. They were mixed earlier in order for the two women to get pretty buzzed. "Alright, alright. Chrissy, are you somewhat offended that he has his clothes on?" Melissa asked playfully. "I mean, shouldn't he be naked if he is going to perform for us?" "Speaking of hang," Kenny said. He pulled down his pants, and his penis flopped free. The two women now focused their attention on the largest male sex organ they had ever seen. Their eyes got bigger. They even sensed a bit of wetness between their legs. Melissa did the unthinkable and knelt down in front of Kenny, his penis only inches away from her face. "Melissa, what are you doing?" Chrissy asked, shocked her friend was so brazen. "I'm just having a looksy," she said. Oh but she did more than look. "Touch it darling, it won't bite," Kenny beckoned. "You sure? I'm surprised it doesn't have teeth," Melissa joked. She picked up his large penis with her right hand, flung her hair back out of her face to have a perfect view of what she was doing. "It's so big," she said. "Biggest one you've ever seen?" asked Kenny. "Oh yeah. But it's so soft," she said, stroking the lengthy phallus, many folds of skin lining the end of it. Kenny's penis was not soft for long. It started getting hard, very hard, and thick. Melissa gained more inspiration in her stroking as she saw what affect it was having. His penis was sticking out obscenely from his crotch, like a fifth limb, causing Kenny to step back a few feet to give Melissa more room. His penis almost was hitting her in the face. "Such an enormous penis," Melissa said. "Penis? Come on, you can use more grown-up terms than that," Kenny said. "Such an enormous...cock," Melissa said. "What a big fucking cock this is." "That's it baby, stroke it," Kenny said. Chrissy started to become jealous Melissa was having all the fun. But the camp counselor also felt guilty about taking part in this situation. And on top of it, Melissa did indeed have a significant other, but that seemed insignificant at the time. "I don't know about this," Chrissy said, in awe of the scene, her best friend on her knees, stroking off a well-hung teenage stud. "Come on, Chrissy, have some fun for a change," Melissa said. "Be a bad girl for once." "Yeah Chrissy, be a bad girl for a change," Kenny echoed. Ms. White was mad that Kenny called her by her first name. She was still an authority figure over him. But to not show him she was chicken, she told Melissa to move over. "Room for another pair of hands?" Chrissy asked. "I think there's room for about 10 hands," Melissa fired back. Now there were two women stroking off Kenny, both dressed sexily, both in awe of his size. They stopped only in order for Kenny to remove all his clothes, his shirt, and his jeans, that were down at his ankles. His hairless chest glistened under the lights of the cabin room, his muscles impressive for such a young man. One muscle stood out the most though. "Both of you work together, keep stroking," he said. Kenny stared at the ceiling, his eyes closed. He wanted this to last forever. "Feels like a baseball bat," commented Melissa. "Looks like one too," answered Chrissy with a laugh. Kenny moaned from time to time, and kept flexing his muscles to show off his body. Veins bulged out along the undersides of his sturdy forearms, which suddenly grabbed Melissa's attention while she kept stroking Kenny off. "Look at the veins," Chrissy said. "On his arms?" answered Melissa. "No. Along his dick," Chrissy responded. Melissa took her attention away from Kenny's upper body and focused on his lower body. They marveled at the large purple vein that ran along the top of Kenny's massive penis, and also some big veins that ran along the sides. "The veins on his dick are almost as big as the ones on his arms," said Melissa. Chrissy was equally amazed. "Do you lift weights with your dick too?" asked Melissa, now getting a little giddy from the White Russians. "No, no, mostly just do bench presses," Kenny replied. "Dick presses?" asked Chrissy with a laugh. "Bench presses," Kenny said again. Chrissy and Melissa kept stroking, with Melissa's hands on top of her friends. They asked Kenny if two women had ever masturbated him at the same time like this, and he said he once had three pull off the task. Melissa would sometimes squeeze his big dick head, its purple color showing Kenny's utter arousal. His penis swelled yet he had it under control enough to not come yet. Whatever fear Chrissy originally felt about having a little episode with young Kenny was now gone, and she instead was consumed by lust. The camp counselor began to notice just how big around Kenny's penis was, and she compared it to a tree trunk. She also joked that he must be able to lift a can of paint with it. And then the joke turned into something serious. There was a half-filled can of paint left in Chrissy's cabin room from when the campers were painting one of the boats days earlier, and the attractive brunette went and fetched it and came up with an idea. --------------- "Let's see how strong his cock is," Chrissy said. Kenny was up to the task, and looped the handle of the paint can over his mighty penis and walked about the cabin to and fro. The women were amazed at the strength of his phallus, and couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have something that mighty inside them, pleasuring them deep inside. Kenny's penis stuck out from his body in a way that it was running almost perfectly parallel to the floor. He walked over to Melissa. "Did you need some paint madam?" he asked jokingly. "Why, yes," she answered. "Thank you so much. And oh my, you are carrying the paint with your dick I see. How nice." She pulled the can of paint toward her and off of Kenny's penis, and the mighty phallus flung up and smacked against his stomach. It almost reached his pecs. The girls were hysterical. Melissa reached out and did the same thing to Kenny's penis, only this time using her hands to make it fling up. She did it again and again, each time creating a loud smack. "Did you hear that?" asked Chrissy. "I think he is clapping for you." "Clapping with his cock," answered Melissa. Melissa was so amused by this that she did it repeatedly, each time pulling Kenny's penis down further so that it would fling up that much harder. She kept laughing each time she did it, almost like a child playing with a toy. "Boing, boing," she kept saying. Chrissy had to stop her before her friend wasted the rest of the night away with the exercise. Kenny then proceeded to do some stand-up comedy concerning his special endowment. He stood before the two clothed females, still with a raging erection. "You know...my dick is so big, I entered it in a big dick contest and it came in first, second and third," he said. The women laughed, and both removed their socks to get even more comfortable. "My dick is so big...I use a hula hoop as cock ring," Kenny went on. The well-hung young man went on and on with jokes about his penis, and the women never seemed to get tired of the humor. They then went on to another little game to play with his penis, and this involved tossing a plastic ring, that Kenny brought with him, around Kenny's massive pole. "We each get 10 tosses," Chrissy said. "Whoever gets the ring around his cock the most times wins." "What do I win?" asked Melissa, sounding confident. "A chance to give me some head," Kenny said abruptly. Melissa gave him a dirty look at first, but already started considering the task. Each struggled with their first few throws, some of them hitting the top of Kenny's penis and bouncing off, others just missing the head. Chrissy was ahead by one until Melissa tossed her last throw, and miraculously it rested on top of his penis. There was controversy. "That counts, that counts!" Melissa said. "No - I said it had to be around his dick. That clearly is on top of his dick," Chrissy pointed out. The two had more to drink, and Kenny wondered how long he could hold out without coming. "You know, my friend Jessica is supposed to be at a bar only a few miles from here," Melissa said. "Should I call her and tell her to come over? She's gotta see this." Chrissy hesitated at first, but then figured what the hell at this point. Melissa called Jess on her cell phone, and after a few rings had her friend on the line. "Jess, it's Melissa (Pause) You have to come down to the lake, we're here at Chrissy's cabin (Pause) What's going on is we have a stripper here (Pause) A stripper (Pause) Chrissy got him for me, for my birthday as a surprise (Pause) Yeah he's cute, but you don't understand (Pause) Jess. This guy has the biggest dick either of us has ever seen (Pause) Big, really big (Pause) I don't know how big exactly...Stud boy, how big is it?" Kenny didn't want to answer. He wanted the ladies to find out for themselves. Kenny, going into a small bag of supplies that he brought with him, handed Chrissy a ruler. Melissa went back to chatting on the phone. "Chrissy is measuring his penis right now (Pause) Yeah, she has a ruler on top of his dick as we speak. It's hilarious (Pause) I've never seen a guy's penis being measured either. This is a trip." Chrissy, stroking Kenny's massive penis a few times to make sure it was at full mast, placed the ruler as tightly against it as she could, and found his member to be just one inch shy of a foot. "Eleven inches. His cock's 11 inches long," Chrissy said in amazement. Just seconds after Melissa relayed the measurement to Jess, she was off the phone with her. "Jess is coming," Melissa said, propping up her breasts a bit to show off her erect nipples. Kenny would also be coming very soon. ------------ There was Jessica, there was Lynn, and there was Nicole. And there was also Melissa and Chrissy of course. Five gorgeous women, one massive cock. The five ladies had never even been to a bachelorette party that had a stud as handsome as this little party had. "Woo-wee that is a big one," said Nicole upon entering the cabin. "Holy fuck," said Jess, a bit drunk and talking loudly. Lynn, the quiet one, was speechless. Melissa was stroking Kenny's mighty shaft, almost like she was showing it off. "Look at the size of this thing," she said, with Kenny flexing his most impressive muscle. "You have to let me come," the young man said to Chrissy. "I can't take it anymore." Chrissy wanted to tease him a bit, so she came up with a game the five of the women could play. Each got to stroke Kenny off for a minute, with Chrissy using her watch to time it. Whoever made him climax first would be the winner, and it was funny what the prize ended up being. Lynn went first, followed by Nicole and Jess. Kenny wanted to save himself for Chrissy, and had a difficult time holding his wad while Melissa took her turn. She stroked fast, then slow, moved his huge penis around, talked dirty to him and even cupped his large, hanging testicles. But he made it through, and it almost served as a buildup for his camp counselor. Chrissy took hold of his penis, and Kenny knew this would be the grand finale. She stroked his penis for only 10 seconds before his penis started to throb and swell up. "This is it," he said. The moment overcame Chrissy. She knelt down in front of the stud, and for the first time in her life took a man's penis in her small mouth. She stretched her wet lips to encompass only the head, the size of it nearly filling her mouth. "I can't believe she's doing it," said Melissa. Chrissy was doing it, and actually doing it very well. She now used her throat to let the shaft slide into her, and just as she did she felt a hot blast of come hit the back of her throat. It was warm, it was wet, it was substantial. She swallowed so fast it was like she was gulping down water from a bottle. Kenny was moaning, and Chrissy was sucking. His penis so large, she had enough room to jerk him off and suck him off at the same time, swallowing what must have been a few shotglasses worth of semen. She came up for air, and Kenny kept coming. "Jesus Christ," she said, feeling a few spurts hit her chin. "I don't want to see you leave camp in a few weeks," she said. The women stared at her. "I mean I have to hire you again for another party." The women still bought Chrissy's lie. But one of her lies was no longer valid. "You still gonna tell me women aren't turned on by size?" the boy asked. Chrissy was wiping come off her chin. -------------------- A year had passed. Kenny would often fantasize about seeing Chrissy again but had not heard from her. He had written her, but received no response. Until one day. The young Kenneth returned home from work one night to see that his mom had left him a message, scribbled on a small yellow post-it note. "Kenny- A Chrissy called. Says she could use your help at the camp this summer." The number was listed, and Kenny called right away. He got her voice mail - even the recording of her voice turned him on. He left a detailed message, but went to bed that night without hearing from her. Without warning and with no idea what was coming, Kenny awoke early in June that summer to find his mom and Chrissy sitting at the table, having a casual conversation. Little did Kenny know that the two women had already determined the boy would be spending the summer at band camp once again, that it would be good for him. After packing in a hurry, Kenny left for camp in Chrissy's car. He relaxed in the passenger seat, staring at her tan thighs and not doing a very good job of hiding his fascination with them. Trying to make conversation, Kenny muttered "so...you need help at camp this summer?" "Shut the fuck up," Chrissy snarled. "You're mine now." Kenny was, well, a bit frightened. He felt under this woman's control. He didn't feel in danger physically, but felt she could use his lust for her to her favor, to control him. He would submit to her. And possibly her friends. Chrissy picked up her cell phone and made a call. "I have him," she said to her friend on the other end of the line. Kenny had no idea what he was in for. CONTINUED IN CHAPTER SIX