After a little while, I felt a slight movement at my right side. I lay still, and could feel the sleeping bag move a little. Cool air came in at my side and hips, and I realized Jim had unzipped my sleeping bag at least a foot. I didn't know what he was doing, so I lay waiting to find out.

It didn't take long to get the idea. As I lay there, I felt the weight of the sleeping bag lifting from my crotch area, slowly replaced by a gentle hand. Jim had his hand over my crotch! Gradually he moved his fingers until they were on my penis, where they rested a bit. Then he began to move a finger up and down my penis, and gripped it lightly through my underwear.

After a minute or so of that, he let go, and I could feel his hand move up my groin until it reached the waistband of my underwear, and then slipped inside. He didn't move it for a little while, but then slowly pushed his hand down in until he reached my penis again. By this time I was beginning to get an erection, and he felt it carefully. As he felt and played with my penis, I became aware of a soft rustling sound from his cot, and realized Jim was jacking off with his other hand. Just recently having discovered jacking off, with the help of Billy, I knew just what Jim was doing, and it excited me. I got a very strong erection, and it felt good with Jim's attention. He rubbed it harder as he jacked off, and I could tell he was getting close to coming because the noise from his cot became more obvious. Suddenly he stopped, and I could tell he was coming by a rythmic jerking of his hand. He lay still for a minute or so, then pulled his hand out of my pants. I could hear the rustle of paper, so I knew he was cleaning up.

I wanted to jack off, too, but was afraid to. I just lay there until my erection calmed down and I fell asleep.

The next morning Jim didn't give any sign of what he had done; he acted perfectly normally. But I did notice him watching me carefully while I changed into my bathing suit, and I didn't mind.

That night when we went to bed, I was excited at the thought of Jim doing that again, but having thought about it all day, I wanted to come, too.

When I climbed into my sleeping bag, I carefully pulled my underwear off, so I was naked in my bag, and left it completely unzipped. I lay there waiting, figuring Jim would be surprised at having no encumberence to his efforts to feel me up. I tried hard not to get an erection, and it worked. I lay there naked barely covered with my sleeping bag, with my penis limp but sensitive.

I didn't have to wait long. I heard a rustle from Jim's cot, and could feel his hand moving into my sleeping bag. He put it on my crotch, and I heard a very faint gasp when Jim felt I had no underwear on. He hesitated, but began playing with my penis, which got hard very quickly. He was a little bolder this time, and after playing with it for about a minute, I felt I really needed to jack off or, I hadn't actually thought of this, to be jacked off.

I turned to Jim, and our eyes met. His hand stopped as he froze, then I smiled at him to show it was OK, and said, "It feels good." He smiled back, and resumed rubbing my penis. Pretty soon he fell into a rythem, and I realized he was jacking me off. It felt really good, and didn't take long for me to get ready to come. I suddenly burst into a strong orgasm, shooting several spurts of watery stuff onto my stomach. Since Jim's had was so much bigger than my penis, a lot got on him......(cont)