Chapter 149: Late Night Stroll

Now what am I walking in to?

“Come on David, hurry up,” Suzie told me. “Most of my friends have to be back in their cabins by two at the latest. For some it is midnight if they don’t want to get caught. All our parents are having an adult’s night out. My sister thinks they are going off to have a massive orgy, but they aren’t. When I snuck over last there summer I found they were sitting around drinking, watching movies and playing cards as they bitched about their kids. It really is only a night out without kids. Kids under eight are being babysat by their older siblings or off watching some little kid movie someplace. All of them will crash in sleeping bags wherever they are now. Kids nine to thirteen who aren’t babysitting or want to get away from their younger siblings are having an all-nighter in the big arts and crafts hall. They all have sleeping bags to crash there and are closely supervised by the older kids, well, sort of closely supervised. They let them play stink finger and sometimes a little quick oral action, but never any full-on sex. The rest of us sneak out of our cabins to hang out for some unsupervised time together. You will like it, I promise.”

Suzie led me off toward the main part of the camp and then down a trail that took us behind the blocks of hotel like rooms. We kept going until we went up a big hill and then down into a little valley. As soon as we came over the top of the hill I found there was a clear line of sight to a cell tower somewhere.

My goggles popped up a message that said, “Before our conversation was so rudely interrupted I was about to explain some new features I have built into the latest iterations of your goggles. Each pair now can adjust the tint levels from clear to full light blocking. When enabled, it will allow you to control them to allow light in up to your measured threshold of light sensitivity. This requires energy to be actively applied to maintain the light level. If the energy is stopped they will automatically revert to the default setting. Now that I have reconnected I will be providing you some new gear. These will be based on flexible one-way mirrors to the level that to anyone looking they will appear to be nothing other than sunglasses. It will show the side of your face that is underneath. It will make you a lot less conspicuous. Your friend Steve will be licensing the patent for the technology so that your goggles will not appear to be far superior to what is available to anyone with the funds to buy them.”

I linked the place in my head to the goggles so I could push energy into them. When I did I noticed a small line on the bottom of the left lens that showed ninety-three percent. I thought to the goggles to have them automatically adjust to allow in the available light but not to exceed ninety-three percent coming through the lenses to my eyes.

I can see clearly now...

As soon as I thought about having the goggles reduce the tint they adjusted so that the light from the quarter moon looked to me like I was standing outside at noon on sunny day. While I had been seeing ok with the goggles default ninety-three percent light blocking, I wasn’t seeing things as if they were daylight. The light from the quarter moon was dim enough that I could have taken my goggles off completely and my shield wouldn’t have to do anything.

As we walked down the hill in a valley I started to see there was a fire about a quarter mile ahead of us up along the path we walking on. I let Suzie lead me as I looked around to see if I could find sources of the sounds. I told the place in my head to show me different colors to highlight the various insects and animals where I was looking. I stumbled a bit when the area in front of us lit up like a Christmas tree decorated with millions of miniature LEDs by elves with OCD. Every needle on the tree must have a light on it to be “perfect”.

Wow! That is too cool. I never realized how many things are out here.

“You have to pick your feet up when walking on trails at night or you will trip on roots,” Suzie told me as she slowed down a bit.

I seriously got overloaded when we walked in a huge swarm of gnats. It happened again as we passed a small wet area where a few dozen mosquitos headed towards us.

I would so get busted if I made the mosquitoes fry like I was a walking bug zapper or had them vaporize, but damn that would be fun.

Fortunately, Suzie had on one of the mosquito bands so they didn’t go for her and my shield kept them from even detecting me anyway.

I did find out that my goggles were actively using the energy I sent them to look for hazards. Maybe fifteen feet in front of us there was a cottonmouth crossing the trail slowly as it stalked a group of mice. If we kept walking it would have struck at one of us for being too close.

I stopped Suzie to ask, “Hey. Do you think we should grab some snacks or drinks to share? I don’t want to show up empty handed.”

“What makes you think you are showing up empty handed David,” she asked. “You’re bringing the most important things to the party. Rubbers. Not a single kid here, besides you, have anywhere to stash them to sneak them into camp. Most families have the clothes they wore up here, a change to wear back, and panties for women on the rag. That normally fits into a single carryon suitcase for the whole family to share. This really is a bunch of kids hanging out together, ok? There are some kids that have been coming here so long that they shared cribs here. Camp is the only time they get to see each other and there are some pent-up needs from a year of masturbating to their memories of the other’s naked body. Without some sort of protection, they roll the dice or not do it at all. Did you see the three-month-old babies breastfeeding from girls not much older than ourselves?”

Well that makes sense. Do I have enough rubbers?

I was trying to think if Molly had messaged me about her getting some when we came around a bend to end up in an obvious campfire area. It didn’t look like it was used very often, but it had been built well. In the middle was a large stone ringed fire pit. There were water hoses connected to fifty-gallon rain barrels placed nearby for each access. Around the fire pit were benches made from huge hardwood logs that had been split down the middle and were shaped like couches. An old wooden shed with doors was off to the side. It had pre-cut firewood and shelves with outdoor cushions. The first two rows of couches had cushions on them.

Someone was thinking when they built this place. Nudists and splinters don’t go well together.

When Suzie and I got down to the fire pit she introduced me to the various kids sitting around the fire on the benches. I recognized a few from when I was playing in the lake earlier, but most of them were faces I didn’t remember. As I made the rounds I found that was because they were either on babysitting duty or when I had been with Kate’s family.

Well the little kids weren’t the only ones curious about my dick. Do I even care if it is a girl or boy checking out my dick? They aren’t jacking me off or anything.

“Hey man, grab some wood, except for your own that is,” a guy told me with a laugh from over near two big coolers. “If you want, we have beer and wine in the red cooler. There is some hard stuff in the box. Sodas and water are in the big cooler. The rules are simple. Enjoy yourself, but if you’re a dick when you get drunk, you are out of here. We’re all teenagers so if you want to have a little fun that is cool, just keep it low key. If you need more space, or privacy, then head back toward camp. There are a plenty of secluded places you can go if you want, providing both of you are sober. No getting anything on with a drunken girl or guy. It is way fucking uncool and we will see that your ass is kicked out of here before noon tomorrow if it happens. If you end up heading back with someone who is trashed, then I hope you have room at your place for them to crash or they have some at theirs. If you leave with them they are your responsibility until they sober up or someone in their family says they will take care of them from there. When we say they are your responsibility that includes showering them if they barf on themselves and anything that needs to be done in the bathroom. Assume that means you are doing it all. If you aren’t cool with that then find someone who is and help them get the drunken kid back somewhere safely. It doesn’t matter how much they try to get it on with you, it won’t happen. If that means a cold shower, slap across the face, or some other way to make them get the point, then that is what you do as long as you don’t hurt them for real. In case you haven’t had much experience with different girls, or guys, some get off hard on having their nipples pinched, balls squeezed and even being spanked hard. A cold shower has been proven to work the best all the way around and it has to be a shower. No going into the lake.”

Smiling at him I said, “Thanks for explaining things to me. I might fix myself something hard to drink. I have something odd with my body that lets me get good and buzzed, but I don’t even seem to get drunk no matter how much I drink.”

“Ok big boy. Prove it,” a rail thin girl said handing me a small cup like I had in my bathroom at home. “You wanted hard, so here is some Carolina moonshine.”

Ah, so there is a test and I didn’t study...

I had heard of moonshine, but never had any so far. I did know that no matter how smooth people said it was, it would still burn a bit going down. I told the place in my head to let me taste it, but not have any alcohol burn my throat when I drank it. The place in my head sort of “told” me that I would get a nice buzz that felt great, but I wouldn’t go over that level no matter how strong or how much I drank. I would taste eveyrthing, but the energy in the alcohol would be pulled out of it before it could get into my bloodstream.

“Bottoms up,” I said jubilantly as I downed it all in one gulp.

That didn’t taste as bad as I thought it would. Do they think it was a trick or I’m stupid for taking it all at once?

After three more cups of moonshine, and four of something called one-fifty-one, a guy took me off to show me where to piss. When we got back I was directed over to sit between two girls. My goggles showed me both had drank some of the moonshine to wash away the taste of the pot they had been smoking before I arrived. We all sat around drinking and talking about pretty much nothing for a few hours. I had noticed that three couples were getting way past heavy petting and making out.

“Hey David, bro, can you help a guy out here? Our families are heading home in the morning, so this is goodbye for another year,” one guy told me as he walked over holding a girl’s hand.

Both were beyond ready to go. His dick was pretty much average. The girl’s nipples could have cut glass and the insides of her thighs were shiny from her pussy juice. I reached into my bag to get them three rubbers off the strip.

When I handed them to the guy he gave me back two and said, “Thanks man. By the time we get to where we get where we are going we will only have time to do it once before I go shower and get back to my room. I must be in by ten-thirty since I have the first shift driving tomorrow. They are both going to be hung over.”

I watched the two of them hurry off down the path toward camp. They made it about fifty feet away when we all heard him getting off. Everyone cheered and told them way to go. A few teased them about them having waited until they were almost in college before finally getting it on. No one was being mean about, it just good-natured ribbing between friends.

As my buzz really started to kick in I found one of the girls beside me really staring at my face.

She was toasted enough that she couldn’t keep her thoughts in her head and asked, “Hey. What is the deal with those shades? They are so dark I can’t even see inside. I mean I get that Mohawks are coming back in style, but the whole wearing sunglasses at night was so eighties. Not that I’m one to criticize. If you saw me before I came here you would have seen my neon purple puss hair. Mom so made me shave it off because dirty blonde with neon purple at the end so doesn’t cut it. Plus, I wanted to go blue this time anyway.”

“As much as I would like to say that I’m styling and reviving the old trend, I don’t really have a choice. I was too close to a bolt of lightning. I had my eyes open and the doctors all told me that it caused me to be extremely light sensitive. When I pulled off my eye patches at the hospital I screamed out like a girl in a horror movie, from the pain, and passed out. Later I found I had a pair of swim goggles over my eyes that blocked out around ninety percent of the available light. At home I have special super dim nightlights in my room at home so I can take them off to sleep,” I explained. “Even the tiny bit of moonlight on the way here was too bright to take them off. Beside the fire I can see everything around us like it is ten in the morning. Here, have a look.”

I took out a pair of ninety percent light blocking swim goggles for them to pass around.

The girl that asked replied back, “Shit man that was so uncool of me. I can’t see a dang thing through these.”

“Don’t sweat it. I don’t. I’ve had to answer that so many times that it is an automatic response now like thanking someone or apologizing when you bump into them,” I told her as I patted her leg softly.

She likes my hand on her leg. Her nipples popped right out.

When I went to remove my hand from her legs she gently put her hand on mine to move it up closer to her pussy before taking her hand off mine.

Most of the kids wanted to know what it was like to be that close to a bolt of lightning.”

“I have no idea. I remember the storm came out of nowhere and then woke up in the hospital,” I explained. “I tend to do that a lot. I don’t think I’m accident prone, but I do seem to end up in life ending situations a lot. How I keep living through them is a mystery to everyone.”

Most of them cringed when I told them about being hit by mom’s car and falling off the roof. Between shots of moonshine and one-fifty-one, I had them rolling with some of the other ones. It was less about the accident, but waking up with an IV and catheter wondering what I did that time. I didn’t even feel bad about the girl on one side of me and two others pissing themselves from laughing as I told them about the rubber ducky at the hospital. I didn’t mention that I found out that it was Emily’s all along.

Dang I should have known to move my hand before the giggling girl next to me hit my fingers with her hot piss.

The girl was nice enough to use some wet wipes to wash off my hand before she used a towel to clean off the cushion next to me. Her face was deep red in embarrassment. When she picked up her stuff to head off, I reached out to catch her hand.

I got her to look at me and said, “Where do you think you are going? You piss on my hand and are then going to run off? I’m not into pissing games, but it was my fault you laughed so hard you couldn’t hold it. I shouldn’t have kept making everyone laugh so hard. Why don’t you go swap it for another cushion? The side of my leg is getting cold.”

I gave her a big smile and she grinned back before flipping over the cushion instead. She dropped her stuff back on it and then pulled me to my feet.

“Well I still need to pee a lot more than that little trickle, so you are going to be my pee buddy,” she told me as we headed off away from the camp and campfire. “There is a bathroom up here, but without light I can’t see shit, or to take a shit. You said you see in the dark anyway. You can take your goggles off to make sure there are no snakes, bugs or nasty stuff on the seat.”

What she didn’t tell me is that she was going to blow me while she waited for herself to relax enough to pee in front of a boy. Nothing I could say to her about not needing her to do that had any effect. I tried rubbing her shoulders and back, but she insisted she wanted to suck my dick even if I couldn’t get fully hard because I had been drinking. I didn’t have any issues in that department. After she realized that taking more than two and a half inches into her mouth it would make her gag, she really went to town on the bit of my dick she could get in her mouth. I was rubbing through her hair when I heard her start to piss.

She really did have to go. Does she have a gallon sized bladder?

“Can I have a drag on that monster while I try to pee in front of a boy,” another girl asked from just outside the door.

All the girls, except Suzie, came into have a suck and pee. Suzie probably would have if she hadn’t headed off with a strip of rubbers and two guys. The last girl to come into the bathroom was the one that had been sitting on the other side of me who had asked about my goggles.

After she peed she asked, “I so couldn’t wait any longer, man. Can I have that up inside me as far as it will go in? I don’t want to get pounded until I can’t walk straight and end up with a baby next year though. Still, I’ve got to feel it. Don’t sweat it if you bust a nut inside me though. I smoke so much weed that the doctors tell me I couldn’t get pregnant if the whole football, basketball and baseball team nailed me twice a day, every day, between my periods, for the whole school year. I did snag a rubber if you want to wear it just in case.

Hmm. Is this a test of the cool dude wrapping his rascal system?

Without a thought I had the rubber on and was lining up to take her from behind. Her pussy juices were flowing like a river and her cock pocket felt like it had been in the microwave a bit too long. When I started to push in she was a little tight so I got a good hold on her hips to pull them back as I pushed in. Once the head was in I had no trouble burying the rest of my long dick inside her. I let her get used to it as I reached around to play with her tits.

Duh! How was I supposed to know she was a virgin? Didn’t she say she had to feel it inside her?

When she asked me if I was done already I pulled all the way back and then slid it home again. Once I felt she was wet and ready I really got into it. I made sure she came twice before looking inside her at the pain energy where her cherry had been. I don’t know if it had been abnormally thick or had only a tiny hole in it, but she was showing a lot of pain all over her vagina. Wanting her to remember her first time as something other than a huge dick tearing her open, I pulled out and then got her up onto a cabinet that held extra toilet paper, cleaning supplies and even some tampons. Before she could even ask I was down trying to drown the man in the boat. Sliding my middle finger up inside her I quickly found what really caused her to moan out.

I ate and fingered her until she begged, “Ok, you don’t have to wear the rubber, just fuck me. If anyone has earned it, you have. I so didn’t know I could feel anything so incredible.”

“You know that some guys know the difference between the sound of a girl breathing heavy as she is getting close and one that is wincing in pain,” I asked her as I helped her get on the toilet again.

If she doesn’t have to pee with all the rubbing on her bladder I did when finger fucking her, then I will be surprised.

When she finished peeing she said, “Damn it, man! You so went down on me like a lifelong lesbian and got me off like I’ve never heard any girl say was even possible. Now you are giving up a bareback ride because you know it hurt like hell when we were getting it on earlier. Man, you are a seriously cool dude. Go dump that rubber so we can head back to take some more moonshine shots.”

Works for me.

When we came back in I was sporting my boner wagging out in front of me. Some of the girls had gotten an idea of my size when sucking it, but none had really seen it. When I got close to the fire I saw the guys here were impressed. I did notice that four guys and girls were gone now. My bag had been moved so I guessed they got their rubbers before heading off.

There was no shortage of girls that came over to take the other spot beside me. After the stoner girl I had made a woman said she really needed to go, I instantly had a girl sitting in her spot too. I knew right off that she was too young to be here and hadn’t been here earlier. She was staring at my boner and couldn’t even take her eyes off it when someone handed her a cup of moonshine. The girl downed it without knowing what she was drinking.

Well that got her attention off my dick.

She didn’t leave though and when they offered her another she didn’t balk. Slowly she drank that cup before starting on one of the fruity drinks where you can’t taste the strong alcohol in it.

“Before the little kid gets trashed completely and I carry her back to her cabin, does anyone mind if she checks my dick out? She can’t seem to take her eyes off it. Everyone here knows that it isn’t going to fit in any of her holes a while at least, if she is really lucky” I asked.

Suzie piped up to say, “See I told you he was cool. When was the last time everyone was sitting around drinking and someone stopped a younger girl from playing with a guy’s dick out here?”

Damn she is already smashed. She didn’t even get that it won’t go in her.

The girl jumped me as soon as no one objected. First, she explored before starting to jack me off. When her hands got tired she tried to get it in her mouth. My dick head isn’t all that big, but it was still bigger than her mouth could handle. As the alcohol started to take even more of an effect she tried to push me in her drooling pussy without success. Her asshole started to give a bit, but she gave up before it could get in her. In frustration she filled her cup with moonshine and downed it. I got a smile from a bunch of the kids when I picked her up and put her back beside me on the couch.

“If you don’t stop trying to give yourself alcohol poisoning I will let one of the other guys get you back to your cabin or I will make you so late that your parents will find you sloshed,” I told her. “Kick back and relax, ok? You don’t have anything to prove here. In fact, you are lucky they didn’t take your butt back to your babysitter. We’re all just chilling, so chill.”