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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Camp_Camp_(Web_Series)
  Relationship:
      David/Max_(Camp_Camp)
  Character:
      Max_(Camp_Camp), David_(Camp_Camp), Gwen_(Camp_Camp)
  Additional Tags:
      Awkward_Conversations, The_Talk, Pedophilia, Manipulation, Dubious
      Consent, Dry_Humping, Rimming, Oral_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Anal_Sex, Rough
      Sex, Overstimulation
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-01 Completed: 2017-10-15 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 5345
****** Take a Step Back ******
by FrizzleFry
Summary
     Reverse AU where Max is a counsellor and David/Davey is a camper.
     Davey has certain feelings for Max. Gwen urges Max to talk to him
     about it.
Notes
     Max is 17 in this, Davey is 10.
     The smut is going to be in the third chapter.
     This is going to be updated once per week hopefully.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** The General Gist *****
“What?!”
Gwen almost spat out her drink.
“He told me, he wants me to fuck him.”
“He didn't say it like that, did he?”
She couldn't really believe what Max had told her.
They had been sitting in her cabin, watching trash TV and drinking beer, when
Max had started ranting about the boy, that was driving him insane.
“No...he told me, he 'like liked' me and he wanted to-” Max made finger quotes.
“do the stuff, the others were talking about with me.”
The teenager let out an exasperated sigh.
“In that fucking annoying overly excited way he does anything, and not even
knowing what he just asked me...god fucking, that kid is a molestation case on
two legs.”
Gwen looked at him for a moment, unsure of how to respond to that.
“Uhm...that is not a sentence I expected to hear today...”
“Fine...parental neglect case who will follow anyone into the woods, just
because they offered him candy...or an apple...I don't think he even eats
candy...you get, what I'm getting at, right?”
Gwen decided to ignore the last sentence completely.
“Did you talk to him?”
“About what?” Max answered. “I told him, that he is 10 and to fuck off.”
“How about...the birds and the bees, consent, age of consent...worst case
scenario, he sits in his tent, bawling his eyes out, because, he has no idea,
what's happening to him, and how his feelings work.”
Max took a sip of his beer, before looking over to his co counsellor.
“I'm not his fucking parent, and if they didn't sign him up for fucking sex ed
camp, which please don't tell me is a thing that we actually have here, that's
not my fucking responsibility...also the worst case scenario is him sitting in
front of my door, not in his tent...if you want someone to give him the talk,
why don't you do it yourself.”
“Max...I'm a woman...I won't give the talk to a boy, when I have a perfectly
knowledgeable co counsellor, who happens to be the guy he wants to fuck. This
is on you.”
He groaned.
“Ugh...you say 'it's on me' like I'm fucking at fault here.”
“That's because you kind of are.”
“God dammit, fine...if you say so...I'll talk to him.”
Gwen snickered.
 
He wished seeing the boy in front of his door had surprised him, but that would
have been a lie he didn't bother to tell himself.
“What do you want?” He asked the boy.
“I don't know.” Davey looked distraught, confused and tired.
“Come on...we have to talk.”
The campers eyes were immediately filled with excitement, much to Max's dismay.
“And wipe that grin of your face...this is not going to be a pleasant
experience for either of us.”
Davey followed him into the cabin and sat down next to Max on his bed.”
“So...” Max began. “I really shouldn't have to talk to you about this.”
“Talk about what, Max?” He looked at him with big eyes.
“God fucking...”
“You shouldn't swear, Max.”
“Shut up!” The counsellor interrupted him.
“The stuff, you said to me...earlier...I can't...”
He paused for a while, not knowing what to say. The boy just waited patiently.
“You can't 'like like' me...or...you can, but I will never like you like
that...you have to understand that, okay?”
“But...why?”
“Because I'm 17 and you're 10. and I'm not some creep.”
“What's a creep?” The question took Max slightly off guard.
“Uhm...Someone who likes little kids.”
“Why do you work at a camp, when you don't like kids?”
“Ohmygod” Max uttered under his breath before he answered him.
“Not like...someone who like likes kids...god didn't your parents ever tell you
about stranger danger?”
“Yes.” Davey nodded.
“See...people like that.” The conversation was getting worse with every
sentence.
“But...” Davey thought for a moment. “You're not a stranger.”
“Oh my fucking god! This is not a conversation I want to have with a ten year
old.” He almost shouted before before resting his forehead on the palm of his
hand.

“Just...” He continued. “Doing that stuff would be inappropriate. I don't want
to go into detail on why, just believe me, okay?”
“What stuff?” He looked at him confused.
“The stuff you told me, you want to do with me.”
Both were blushing. Davey was looking away ashamed.
“Do you...” -Fucking god.- “Do you know, what you asked me to do earlier?”
The camper started stammering.
“I...I asked you to...to kiss me and...I know what...what that is.”
“And...?”
“I want to try that thing the others are talking about...” He was looking
around the room, trying to look anywhere but at Max, who appreciated the
gesture.
“Which is?” The counsellor asked.
The boy went silent, almost whispering.
“It's a bad word...I'm not supposed to say it...”
“You mean fuck?”
He quietly nodded. If his face had gotten any redder he would probably have
started to emit heat. Neither one said anything for a while before Max
continued.
“You know what that means?”
“No...but...Neil says I should do it to you if I like you...and you say it all
the time, so I thought you might want to...”
Now it was Max who looked away ashamed at the thought.
“I don't...”
“Max?”
This was the moment he had feared. The moment he dreaded to think about ever
since he reluctantly agreed to have this conversation.
“Yes?”
“What is...fuck?” He whispered it like it was some forbidden incantation, he
had just read out. His gaze shot towards Max and as far away as he could with
out turning his head repeatedly.
“You know...how... you have a penis?”
“Y...yes...”
“Well...do you know what the difference between a boy and a girl is?”
“They...have a...vanina?”
Max had to suppress an uncomfortable laugh.
“It's vagina...”
“Right...” Davey was staring at the ground.
“Well...sometimes...a man and a women...the man will put his penis in the
woman's vagina...because it feels really good for both of them.”
“You mean sex?”
-Oh for fucks sake the entire conversation could have been skipped.-
Max led out a heavy sigh.
“You know what sex is?”
“Yeah...but...my mommy told me people do it to make a baby.”
“They do...sometimes...but most people do it because it feels good.”
“But...you're not a girl, are you?” Davey asked.
“No.” Max knew exactly what question was coming now and he thought of ways to
avert it.
“How would we do sex? Does Neil think you are a girl? Or...does he think I'm a
girl?”
A long and uncomfortable silence spread across the room before Max decided to
just get it over with.
“Two men can have sex...and two women can...”
“How?” The boy asked.
“Like...sex is not just...putting a penis in a vagina...it's everything that
feels good in a certain way...”
Another silence.
“Sometimes...” Davey hesitated. “I have a weird feeling...and my p...penis gets
hard and...it feels good when I touch it...is that...sex?” David asked.
“Uh...yes...kinda...”
“Why can't we do that? Is it bad?” The boy looked up at Max.
“It's bad if I do it with you.”
“But...why?”
“Because you're too young.”
“So. It's bad if I do it...” He looked down ashamed.
“No...you can do it alone...just...not with me...Jesus Christ...what's so hard
to get about that?”
“Do...you do it?”
Max tried to look away again.
“Y...yes...everybody does...everybody jacks off and if they say, they don't,
they're lying.”
“What's jacking off?” Davey looked confused.
“It's...sex, but you're alone...” He decided that a half truth was good enough
and concluded, that he should have decided on that a lot earlier.
“I...” The boy stammered. “I kinda want to...jack off now...is that...ok?”
“It is, if you go to your tent and not do it here...” Max answered, trying to
get him to leave ever so subtly.
“I...think about you, when I do it...it makes it feel better.”
Neither one said anything for what felt like minutes. Max didn't know what to
say and Davey just continued his looking anywhere but at the counsellor.
“I...” Max broke the silence.
“I don't know how to respond to that...” He was looking at the boy, thinking of
anything to say to make the situation less awkward.
Then he was caught completely off guard when the camper turned towards him,
layed his hand on his shoulder to pull himself upward and pressed his lips
against Max's.
It was only a fraction of a second, but to the teenager, who didn't even
realize what had happened at first, it felt much longer.
When he realized what was happening he pushed the boy away, who stumbled and
fell backwards off of the bed with a loud thunk.
“Shit are you okay?!” Max asked, while he rushed towards him.
The boy just nodded before slowly standing up. He was a bit shaky, but he
didn't seem hurt.
“Yeah...I'm okay.”
“You should go...” The counsellor said after a while of them just looking at
each other.
“I'm sorry...” David said before he left.
“Shit...god fucking dammit!” Max groaned after the boy had left.
-Did he notice?!- He looked down at the visible tent in his pants, ashamed.
“Motherfucker!” Was the last thing he said, as he unbuckled his pants and threw
them away.
 
***** Hot and Bothered *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey, it's chapter two.
     Also I changed the name of the first one for...reasons.
     Enjoy.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Oh my god why...”
His voice was more filled with resignation at this point, than anger, or
anything else, as he stood in the doorframe, trying to comprehend what he was
seeing.
The boy was wearing one of his hoodies, and judging by the skin showing on his
legs, he might have been wearing nothing but the hoodie. He was lying on Max's
bed, trying to look at him seductively.
To Max's own surprise he found himself just closing the door behind himself and
twisting the key to lock it.
 
Earlier:
“I swear to fucking god, he's trying to seduce me.”
Him and Gwen hadn't really had any time to talk during the last few days, due
to her visiting a family member in the hospital, or something like that...she
had been vague about the details.
“You know...I'm kind of out of the loop here...why don't you start at the
beginning? How did your talk go?”
“It could have gone better...”
“Elaborate.”
“He kissed me...I pushed him off of my bed...but he's fine...he thinks of me
when he masturbates.”
Gwen snickered at that.
“Well...that's not the worst that could have happened.”
“What would be the worst that could have happened?” Max asked.
“I don't know...him actually trying to fuck you I guess...”
“Oh...so...about that...”
“Oh my god. You can't be serious.” She looked at him, her grin filled with
excitement.
“You know what they call taking pleasure in the misfortune of other people,
Gwen?”
He was going to say “Sadism”, when she interrupted him.
“Schadenfreude. Now come on...if that shit happened to anyone else, you would
laugh your ass off...now don't be a baby and tell me what happened!”
 
The first day had been pretty much eventless after the talk. 
He had jacked off and went to sleep...crushed by a feeling of guilt.
The following day he had been sick, but since Gwen had been gone he still had
to do camp activities and decided to just take the campers swimming and lay
low. To his surprise nothing had actually happened. Davey had been behaving
like he always would and Max had thought that maybe he had gotten the message.
Oh how wrong he had been.
The next day was when things began to get messy:
There was still no Gwen around and the weather didn't allow for swimming, so
Max decided to let the campers do whatever they wanted in the mess hall under
the guise of independent activities or some shit like that he would have to
come up with if anyone asked.
And most campers quickly found something to do...in fact all but one of them
were either doing something, or had completely disappeared, which was a thing
that Max didn't bother to check after if they would be back by the evening. God
knew he wanted to disappear all of the time, so if a few campers did, it wasn't
really all that alarming.
The only one who didn't seem to have anything to do was Davey, who just sat
there...next to Max with his stupid grin and periodically asked questions about
the activities.
“Why aren't we doing something?”
“Because it's raining.”
“But there are so many camp activities to do inside.”
“So do something.”
“But you're the counsellor! You should announce activities.”
“I did...I said do what you want.”
Davey thought for a moment.
“I want to kiss you.”
“Don't say stuff like that!” Max hissed at him.
“Not when people are listening.”
“What's wrong with people listening?”
The counsellor let out a long, drawn out sigh.
“We went over this...just give it a rest...”
Davey did...at first.
He had thought the child was finally gone, when he ever so suddenly stood in
front of him again, handing him a pink, heart shaped piece of construction
paper.
“Read it.” The boy whispered.
Max turned it around, to reveal scribbles on the back side.
“Max,
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I know
I love you”
-Is he fucking serious right now?-
“You told me, not to talk about it, but nobody will hear writing...”
He grabbed a crayon from the table and wrote on the other side.

“NO.”
The camper took the card and left, before shortly coming back with a new one.
“Max,
Why do you not get it?
I really love you!”

-Jesus fucking christ...-
“Leave me alone!
I don't love you!
Why do you not get that?”

He wrote on the other side again.
It went on like that for a while...

“Max,
Why can't you just try?”
“Fuck Off!”

“Max,
Why do you keep saying that, if you don't want to do it?”

-What have I done, to deserve this?! Was I some rapist in a past life and this
is some form of karmic punishment?-
“I don't want to fuck you...if that concept seems strange to you, grow the fuck
up!”
He had to remind himself not to curse at the boy, since he would take it
literally again.
“Max,
What do you mean?”
At that point the boy seemed to have exhausted all of the available pink paper,
because the heart was blue.
“I mean: I don't love you, I will never love you, I can not love you, because
you are 10 and I will most definitely not fuck you, now stop writing me those
messages!”
For the afternoon, that was the last he had heard of Davey.
 
In the evening of that day Max heard a knock on his door.
Of course he knew it was Davey, so he just slowly walked towards the door and
opened it, knowing that everything else would prove hopeless in the long run.
“What do you want?” He sounded sleepy and annoyed.
“Talk.” The boy just said.
“What's there to talk about?”
“I...” Davey paused for a moment.
“I'm confused.”
-Oh God- Max gestured him to come inside.
Again they sat down on the bed.
“I don't get it.” The boy began.
“Don't get what?”
“I don't get why...If I love you...why can't we be in love?”
-Oh for fucks sake, this again-
“Because I don't love you.”
A long silence. Then the camper looked at Max. Tears were welling up in his
eyes.
“I don't want to feel like this, Max...not if you just tell me...you don't...”
Max put an arm around the boy, surprised at his own gentleness. Seeing the boy
on the verge of crying seemed to tug at his heartstrings a bit too much for him
to keep his gruff attitude.
“It's okay...you'll understand, when you're older...and you'll feel better
soon...”
The boy wrapped his arms around the man and pulled himself into his lap,
snuggling up to him.
“Can we at least cuddle? Thats not sex, is it?”
Max nodded slowly. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but he didn't want to
send the boy away just like that.
“But not too long.”
A few minutes passed with neither one saying anything. The only thing happening
was Davey occasionally shifting a bit in his lap.
-Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck!-
The thoughts shot through Max's head. Having the boy so close to him was
exciting, but also a big risk. He thought about excuses to send him away, but
his capability of rational thinking was blocked by his wish to stay like this.
Then it happened. He panicked as he felt himself getting hard.
-Please don't notice please don't notice please don't notice-
The boy moved. At first Max thought he was repositioning himself, but the
movement didn't stop.
-Is he...?-
His cheeks turned a bright red and he tried to nonchalantly look to his side,
as to not accidentally build eye contact, but also move slowly, so Davey
wouldn't notice.
He wasn't sure how long this ordeal continued, before he decided to do
something.
“David...it's getting late, you...have to go...”
The boy reluctantly pulled away and stood up.
“Okay...”
There was something in his voice, something Max couldn't identify, but things
had changed.
-Shit...he noticed...-
The camper left without another word.
 
“Well...since than he's been acting extra weird...”
Max had left out his boners and his attraction towards Davey in his retelling
of the story, but otherwise didn't skimp out on any details. Gwen had started
out excited at the prospect of some juicy awkwardness, and while she didn't
loose her general amusement at Max's story, she had gotten a bit more somber as
time went on.
“Today he's been staring at me in a weird way...and I'm pretty sure he's trying
to flirt with me...”
“Hm...” She snickered.
“So...the general gist is you being all hot and bothered by some ten year old
boy toosh, am I getting that right?”
“What?!” Max was caught off guard and din't have the capacity to say anything
else.
“Look...” Gwen continued. “I'm not gonna call you any words, that you would
rather avoid, and I won't judge you, but I've seen the way you look at that
boy, and I know how you talk about him...you obviously have some sort of
affection for him, which is why you are pushing him away all the time.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but she immediately interrupted him.
“Emotionally! Push him away emotionally...you try to distance yourself from
him...more than from the other campers...”
-Fucking psych major-
“So...do you have any advice as well, instead of just analysis?”
“Honestly...” She hesitated for a moment. “I don't think you want advice...or
need it...you just want to vent, and I'm here for that...just...don't do stupid
shit, dummy, and all will be okay...”
“You know...thank you...”
“No prob.”
 
He actually felt a bit better about himself, while he was on his way to his
cabin, taking deep breaths of the cool night air.
He was, however, stopped dead in his tracks, when he opened his door and took a
look at the spectacle in front of him.
“Oh my god why...”
 
Chapter End Notes
     Hope you liked it.
     Leave a comment if you want to.
     And take a guess what the third chapter will be called.
***** Boy Toosh *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey, it's the third chapter!
     Smut incoming.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“How did you even...”
The lock on the door clicked as he turned his key.
He would still rather explain why he was alone with Davey, with the door
locked, than someone walking in on...this.
“Why are you in my bed...in my hoodie?”
The boy blushed.
“Isn't this sexy?”
-What.- Max was searching for words.
“What?!”
Davey seemed insecure after seeing Max's reaction.
“D...doesn't this make you...w...want me more...? I...I read so on the
internet.”
He still couldn't comprehend nearly enough of the situation, to respond.
Thoughts were rushing through his head.
-What?! Yes! The little fucker has internet here?! Why...-
“What are you...”
-Come on, think! You can't just stand there! God he's cute. God he's sexy. Stop
it!-
“Are you...wearing anything underneath that?”
-What?! What the fuck did you just ask him?!-
“No.” A grin spread across the boys face.
“Uh...Uhm...” Max stammered as he walked towards the boy on his bed and sat
down.
-Third times the charm, you sick fucko.-
“Max.” The boys voice was almost commanding, grabbing the counsellors attention
and directing it towards him.
“I know you like me.” Davey continued. “I felt you getting a b...boner
yesterday.”
And the commanding nature was immediately erased by the boy stuttering at the
“naughty” word.
“What did you look up on the internet...?” Max felt the words slip past his
lips, and was unable to stop them.
-The fuck?! Don't say stuff like that!-
“I...I looked up how...how...two boys do sex...and why you said, I'm too
young...”
-Oh god...-
“Max...I am mature...my...my parents tell me that often...those...people say, I
don't know what I want, but...I do...”
Max looked away in an attempt to stop staring at him.
“You...you think you do, but...you don't.”
“Max...” He looked away, too. Neither one said anything for a moment.
A few minutes passed in silence.
Then Max felt arms around him.
“You said...cuddling is okay.” The boy said, his voice shaky, as he climbed on
top of his lap, facing towards him. He could feel the warmth on his lap,
especially where the hoodie didn't obscure the contact, leaving only his jeans
as a barrier.
He was painfully hard, so was the boy, as he felt Davey's erection through the
fabric, pressing against his stomach.
-Do something! Don't just sit there!-
But he didn't do anything. He heard the camper softly breathing, felt him
pressing their bodies against each other, his eyes closed, grinding against his
groin ever so subtly.
“Max...I love you...and...I know you like me and want to...fuck me.” Davey
looked at him, seemingly trying to make bedroom eyes.
-God...how can he be so adorable...-
“I...” The boy continued. “I still don't understand most of it, but...I want to
do sex with you, even if I don't know...how it all works.”
He knew he should have said something...done something to end this, but he
didn't.
-No! Yes! Fuck! He's so cute-
Words circling in his head, blocking any kind of rational thought.
He wrapped his hands around Davey and began to thrust upward against him, as if
on autopilot, still not knowing how or why he was acting the way he did.
“Davey...” The first thing he said made the camper flinch.
“Do you really want to do this?”
“Yes.”
He tightened his grip around the boy and then moved him onto the bed, lying on
his back, while he himself knelt on top of him.
He pushed his lips onto the boy's. Only a brief moment, but it was enough to
send goosebumps all over his body.
The campers eyes were glazed over when they separated. Max pulled his shirt
over his head and threw it away.
“Tell me: What are you doing, when you think about me...at night...in your
tent?”
“I...” Davey stammered. “I touch myself.”
He pushed his hand under the hoodie and put it around the boy's erection.
“Like this?” He asked. Davey just let out a high pitched moan.
 
The counsellor leaned in for another kiss, this time pressing his tongue inside
Davey's mouth, while he started stroking him. The camper's eyes shot open and
he let out a gasp, that was muffled by their kiss. He started shifting around
and thrusting into Max's hand.
The teenager broke the kiss and started speaking.
“This is what adults do...you like it?”
He didn't get a straight answer, but the moans and the flush on the boys cheeks
were enough for him to tell.
Then he moved lower and pulled the hoody upward, to reveal his prize.
“Oh fuck” He muttered as he leaned down and took the head into his moth.
“What are you-” The sentence was cut off by a surprised yelp, almost bordering
on a scream.
He started to move his mouth down onto the shaft. It wasn't big, as expected of
a ten year old, so he didn't have any problems with taking the entire length.
Davey was curling up into a ball, overwhelmed by the sensation. His hands on
the back of Max's head, trying to pull him down, and bucking upward into his
mouth every few seconds.
Before much could happen, Max pulled away, though, despite the boys attempts to
pull him down again.
Then he grabbed the boys legs and pulled them upwards and apart, exposing his
pink hole, before leaning down again and licking it.
“Ugh...Max that's...” Davey couldn't finish his sentence before turning into a
moaning mess again, squirming and trying to push against Max. He crossed his
legs behind the counsellors head, when he let go of them to start stroking his
erection again.
“Max I...something is happening.”
Max knew what it was, when he started to push his tongue inside, just when the
boy hit his peak.
Davey wasn't old enough to actually produce cum yet, but Max could still feel
him twitching and his hole contracting. To top it off he let out the cutest
high pitched scream, that he had ever heard.
At that point, Max had an idea that he felt was deliciously evil, as he looked
at the boy basking in his afterglow.
Instead of puling his hand away he continued stroking and the boy let out a
grunt, trying to shift away.
“Uh...s...stop...” Davey stuttered.
“What? You don't like it? I told you, you're too young for this...”
“No I...argh...I can...no I” The boy was a mess, not even able to form simple
sentences.
Max let out a laugh, continuing to stroke the overstimulated prick, before
taking it in his moth again, drawing small circles around the slit with his
tongue.
The boy was thrashing, clawing at the sheets, crying out, before Max pulled
away.
“Do you really want to do this? There's still more.” An evil grin was forming
on Max's face. The camper just nodded in between his yelps.
“Then...gimme a sec.” Max stood up and walked towards his desk, pulling a
bottle of lube out of one of the drawers.
“Undress.” Davey followed his order, while Max disposed of the rest of his
clothes as well.
He admired the camper's naked body for a moment. The way his soft skin
glistened in the moonlight that shone in through the window, the flush on his
cheeks, somehow still a little embarrassed by being naked in front of the older
male.
“Fuck...” he whispered under his breath.
“Turn around...sit on your knees and bend down with your butt in the air.” He
said in a firm voice and Davey followed suit.
“You know what's coming next?”
“Y...yes...”
He sat behind Davey and put a bit of lube on one of his fingers. His own
erection was twitching painfully at the sight of the boy, bent over with his
ass in the air, waiting, begging to be ravaged by him.
He pushed one finger in and Davey let out a moan. Without much waiting, he
added the second finger and watched in excitement as the tight muscle ring
stretched apart. Just the two fingers already looked big against such a tiny
frame, and the smaller male let out a pained grunt.
“You're not in pain, right? If so, we would have to stop immediately...you
don't want that, right?”
“N...no...I'm fine.” The boy managed to say in between his labored noises.
“Okay...” Max began a scissoring motion and Davey let out a surprised yelp.
 
After a while he decided, that the boy was ready...or rather that he didn't
want to wait anymore.
“Lets move on...” He lubed up his cock and pushed the tip against the hole. He
looked massive in comparison to the small butt cheeks. He let out a whimper at
the touch and started to push inside.
Slowly the hole gave way and widened around his tip. The camper was visibly in
distress, but didn't say anything, trying to suppress his screams. The sight
exited max even more...that David wanted this enough to still not tell him to
stop.
He pushed further, gliding inside, forcing his way into the child. It felt
amazing...the incredible tightness clamping down on him and the warmth
engulfing him.
In an impulse of sadism he pushed inside completely in one quick motion.
The boy let out a loud scream, that was quickly covered up by Max's hand.
“Shh...you can't be so loud, people will hear!”
“Uhng...Max...” Davey moaned after the older one pulled his hand away.
“Again...”
That was the moment that broke Max completely.
He pulled out completely, only the tip still touching Davey's hole, before he
forcefully pushed in again.
A tear was rolling down Davey's cheek, as he moaned out...and then came,
clamping down on Max's cock, almost like he was pulling him deeper inside.
“Ugh...harder...”
Max couldn't believe what he was hearing. The camper was so incredibly screwed
up. He started to form a rhythm, quickly thrusting in and out. The boy was
pushing against him, while grabbing the pillow in front of him and using it to
muffle his noises, screaming like he was torn apart.
Max put his hands around his small frame, groping the skin on his stomach and
chest...soft and smooth like he expected it to be. He found one of the nipples
between his fingers and started pinching. For a moment the boy tightened around
him, giving him a sign, that his actions were appreciated. With his other hand
he traveled lower and started stroking the child's dick again.
He was still rock hard.
After a while Max felt his orgasm approaching slowly and sped up his movements.
Then the camper hit his third orgasm. His whole body stiffening and the
clenching down on Max yet again, pushing him even closer towards his own
orgasm.
As Davey rode out his orgasm, Max only sped up. The counsellor rubbed the tip
if his finger over the opening of the boys urethra while drawing circles on the
side of the tip with his thumb, the overstimulation, along with the continued
assault on the boys innards making him squirm and gradually turning his screams
into sobs.
Seeing the mess the boy had become finally pushed the teenager over the edge.
One final thrust, as deep as he could and he shot his load into the boy.
The overstimulation he put the boy through made him continue to clench down
every few seconds, adding to his pleasure as he shot rope after rope of cum
inside, filling the chambers with the biggest amount of his seed that he had
ever produced.
 
He pulled out of the boy and saw his cum leaking out.
Neither said anything for a while. Max put his arms around the boy and they
both collapsed in exhaustion.
After a while of just laying on the bed Max was the first to speak.
“Are...are you ok?”
-Shit! You hurt him! You sick fuck, you hurt him!-
“Y...yeah...” Davey's voice was hoarse and quiet. Then he turned around towards
Max.
“I...I really do love you...”
The older male was tearing up.
 
Chapter End Notes
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