When I was in my teens, like many I went to summer camp. I then became a counselor at that same camp when I was too old to go as a camper. It was nice to be in the wilderness each summer and enjoy the outdoors and meet lots of people. There was a boys camp on the other side of the lake and the girls and boys camps would meet a few times for socializing. I got on well with one of the camp counselors from the boys camp, and many times after hours we would meet on one side or the other.
We couldn’t be away long in case someone noticed us missing, but an hour or so was doable. One night the moon was full, the night was warm and things soon went all the way in a little clearing we’d meet at with some blankets on the ground. Not the most comfortable place for a midnight rendezvous, but when time is limited and you have responsibilities, it did just fine. He was so sexy, and such a good kisser. He was gentle and hot and made me cum so much. Either with his hands, his mouth, or his cock.
Those summer nights in that little clearing were some of the most erotic moments of my life. We had a couple of summers like that where we were both counselors at the camps, then he moved away and I never saw him again. I lost touch with him, but have had so many fond memories of the things we did together and the pleasure we brought one another. I sucked his cock and rode him so hard and long, feeling him burst inside of me and then we’d go for a dip in the lake afterward before going back to each of our camps.
