Chapter 40: Bill Snypes Has a Spurt

After the morning sessions had ended, and after lunch, Polly found herself sitting alone out on the grass looking across to the Communal Dormitory. Jessie and a few of the other girls had just left for the lake front. They all wanted to go and have a swim and a paddle around in some of the canoes with some of the boys. Polly told them all that she would be coming along in just a few moments after she had finished reading through some of the notes she had taken that morning. Despite her desire to go naked being very strong she hadn’t let that distract her too much from taking in what the various speakers had had to say. She had taken lots of notes and was now just reading through those notes and trying to process it all in her own time and at her own pace.

As Polly looked at her notes then up at the view just across the way she felt a sudden urge - like something was calling her. She looked long and hard at the fence around the Communal Dormitory and its adjoining swimming pool. She had noted how everyone had been giving the building such a wide birth as they passed by on the way to somewhere else ... anywhere other than THAT place. As for Polly Legett, she knew she had been doing exactly the opposite. Every time she found herself crossing that grassy quadrangle she found herself trying to get that little bit closer to the Communal Dormitory and not further away.

At one stage, just on an hour ago now, when no one was about, she even got close enough to run her fingers along the hurricane wire fencing that separated the compound from the rest of Camp Starkers. Polly even paused for about fifteen seconds and peered intently through the wire mesh trying to see in through the windows of the Communal Dormitory. The details she picked up were quite scant but just clear enough to let her know that it all looked rather pretty inside and just that little bit more upmarket than the Male and Female Dormitories everyone was using at present.

The girl with the small titties but the lovely red hair looked at the Communal Dormitory then back at her notes, then up at the Dormitory again, then down at her notes, then up again, then down again. The next minute, however, she was, as if by magic, standing at the closed gate that lead through the fence into the compound. Without any conscious recollection she had some how stood up and walked over to that gate and was now opening it and stepping through into what for everyone else had become ‘no man’s land’.

No one else saw Polly do this except for Bill Snypes, the groundsman. He was standing naked behind a clump of tree branches he was cutting up when he saw the young girl float across the grass, as if mesmerized, towards the Communal Dormitory. He chuckled a little bit to himself and said, “And so it begins. It only takes one and then...”

The naked groundsman laughed softly again to himself then he started playing with his big, swinging cock. He soon had that big dick standing to attention in a full blown and rather impressive erection. He let his hand whip up and down the shaft of his cock for a few minutes before finally climaxing in one big grunt of orgasmic pleasure. That ‘grunt’ was accompanied by four massive spurts of semen that splashed all over the branches he was working on. Big gobs of semen dripped off the twigs and leaves where they had landed with one big stringy gob still stretching all the way back to his now satisfied dick.

Bill Snypes wiped his penis clean with his hands then ran his big rough hands through the dirt to get them clean of all the semen as he said to himself, “A spurt a day keeps the doctor away. Yes sirrreee! One good spurt a day! A man’s gotta have one good spurt a day or he goes plum crazy! And what a place to have a spurt!”

Then he laughed out loud again before carrying on with his work and saying, “And them kids is gonna be spurting a whole lot real soon too. It just starts with one boy, or girl, then they is all doing it. Spurting and spurting all over the place. Camp Starkers Spurters ... that’s what they become. You just watch, old Bill. You just watch. Spurt, spurt, spurty, spurt!”

Bill laughed some more then started hacking into another branch as Polly Legett was preparing to enter the world of the Communal Dormitory! She was, of course, totally oblivious to the groundsman observing her movements and masturbating to his heart’s content at what was about to unfold for the Redsands First Congregational Church Youth Choir!