As Dave went down, Meg's hands slid to his waist. With the effects of sexual arousal still masking her inhibitions she grabbed the front of his underwear and pulled it down revealing Dave's quivering erection. Dave was still shy about her seeing him but he too had long since lost his protectiveness of that area. For a while Meg just stared at the cock admiring what she perceived as the beauty of it.

Still being naive, she asked, "Is it always stiff like that?" to which Dave shook his head. Again silence fell upon the two. Meg pulled his underwear down a little more in order to see his balls. She wished she could get the underwear completely off but Dave's ass was still in contact with the ground and he hadn't lifted to let the garment slip by. Even as he was, she could see what was important though.

"Do you jerk off?" Meg blushed. Dave of course did but he couldn't admit the fact to anyone, especially a girl, so he remained silent. After a few moments of silence, Meg asked softly, "Can I jerk off for you?"

Dave wasn't quite sure what she meant. Did she want to jerk him off or was it something girls did too? He had never heard of a girl jerking off and had no idea how they could but he had never talked to a girl about such things either. Deciding either case would be enjoyable; Dave nodded and waited to see what was going to happen.

Meg was right handed and had been holding Dave's underwear down with her right hand. She knew a little about jerking a boy off from hearing the older girls talk and dismissed the idea of trying to do it with her left hand. She grabbed the waistband with her left hand and then wrapped her right around his cock. She hadn't noticed the heat of it the first time she had touched him but he felt like he was on fire now. Sensing right away this position was going to be awkward, she shyly requested, "Can you take these off?"

Dave, not wanting to do anything to mess up his good fortune, had his underwear off in a flash. As he settled back down, Meg reached out and once again grabbed his stiff rod. She held it as she strained her eyes to try to make out the details of a boy's anatomy in the dim light. He had a light but definite thatch of hair above his cock like she did but that's where the similarity ended. Instead of a narrow slit housed between two mounds of flesh like she had, he had what she thought was a huge cock. Below it was a sack which she new held two round globes. For a moment she pondered what it would be like to have something like that between her legs. Was it uncomfortable? What did it do when he walked around? She knew what her little love button felt like when she was aroused but what would something as big as his cock feel like?

Meg's hand was wrapped around his cock again. The feeling was wonderful; nothing like when he held it. As nice as it felt though, he wanted her hand to move. His body was longing to spew its seed. Not wanting to disturb her, he tried to remain still, waiting for her to do something. Seconds seemed like hours to him. As nice as it was to have his prick in a girl's hand, he needed to climax and it had to be soon. He fought off the urge to join his hand with hers on his cock but did move a little.

Dave's slight movement brought Meg out of her dream state. She began to wonder if she would actually be able to make him cum. Even though uncertainty filled her head, she slowly began to move her hand up and down his erection. Dave inwardly sighed as she started to massage his swollen member. When he masturbated, his movements were fast, not slow like hers but the feeling was still sensational. Somehow a hand other than his on his cock felt entirely different.

"Am I doing it right?" Meg asked.

"Right?" he thought to himself. Nothing had ever felt so right. "Yeah," Dave moaned wondering how long he was going to last. He might have been able to give her a few pointers but she seemed to be doing OK by herself and he wasn't about to complain about anything.

Meg still wasn't sure her technique was any good but he hadn't said anything so she assumed it was OK. Jerking him off gave her a new feeling. As he lay before her, she kneeling above him, and her hand rubbed his cock, obviously an enjoyable experience for him, she felt powerful. She had always felt a little intimidated by boys. They were bigger, stronger, almost always "in charge" of everything. Now this boy was lying before her allowing her to almost dominate him. It was a strange feeling for her.

Dave could feel the climax building up inside of him. His chest heaved as he sucked in, then expelled air like he couldn't get enough into his lungs. Meg noticed Dave's hips moving slightly in time with her hand. Suddenly his face contorted. "I'm gonna cum," he moaned. As the words came from his mouth, cum shot into the air. The eruption had been so sudden it startled Meg and she released his cock. The spewing prick slapped down against his belly, pulses of cum still shooting from its tip. Meg watched in fascination as globs of cum landed on Dave's belly and chest.

A smile came over her face. She had done it! She had made a boy cum! Dave was smiling too as he propped himself up on his elbows. Orgasms were always great but to have Meg do it for him was nothing short of miraculous for him.

The two were just grinning at each other when a sound came from the other tent. It didn't bother Dave but a look of panic replaced the smile on Meg's face. She quickly scurried out of the tent. The last glimpse Dave had was her white ass being blocked by the tent flap. He grabbed his tee shirt, wiped the cum from his body and cast it aside. He felt around until he found his underwear. After pulling them on he crawled into his sleeping bag.

Meg crawled back into her tent. "Where were you?" Sarah questioned in a groggy voice.

"Ah... I had to pee," Meg lied.

"Oh," Sarah mumbled before she fell back to sleep. Meg felt around for her panties before realizing she had left them in Dave's tent. Her stomach grew queasy as she debated whether to go back to his tent to get them or not. She sat in silence and listened trying to hear Dave. Unfortunately she could hear nothing so she thought he might have fallen asleep already. Now she didn't know what to do. If she went back into his tent and woke him, he might cry out waking Sarah. How could she explain being in Dave's tent nude from the waist down? The idea was scrapped.

Meg sighed. If only she had brought another pair of panties with her but she hadn't. Her only hope was to put her shorts back on without panties. Sarah and she had taken their shorts off together and had crawled into their sleeping bags in just panties but hopefully Sarah wouldn't notice. The only other alternative would be to go to bed bare assed but Sarah would definitely notice that in the morning. Meg took her only available choice and was quickly asleep.