Every year, at summer, I participate in a boy scout camp which lasts a week. This particular summer camp took place when I was 13 years old. We had activities the whole time, so I didn't get to masturbate even once during the first 5 days of the camping. I was used to masturbate daily, and I couldn't take it anymore. I had to cum real bad.
So on the 5th day, in the evening, I felt like I really needed to release some sperm, and since the camp was located in a forest I thought it would be easy to get out of the camp when it's dark and nobody's watching, walk a few dozens of meters, stand by a tree and masturbate. When we were supposed to go to sleep I sneaked it out the camp. I knew it was forbidden for security reasons, but I couldn't jerk off peacefully inside the camp.
I carried on my plan and kept looking back to make sure nobody was following me. I was wearing my uniform and it provides good disguise in the woods, especially when it's dark so I was calm. I stood behind a tree, unzipped my pants and took them off me. I lowered my underpants and then started masturbating and leaned back on the tree.
Suddenly I heard the voice of a guy - "Hey, you! What are you doing?? You're not supposed to be here and especially not doing that!!!" I turned around and saw a young man, wearing scout uniform. I didn't recognize him though, but it was comforting to find out he's a scout too, because scouts don't hurt each other. But then I thought of what will happen to me for disobeying, and I was scared. I quickly pulled up my underpants. I was so close to cumming and I thought I was about to do that in front of him. He took my pants in one hand, and with the other he grabbed my arm and forced me to walk with him. After 2 seconds I noticed we were going in the opposite direction! My camp was getting more far away, and I got really worried. I told him we're going the wrong way and all he said was "yeah, right."
"May I put my pants on, Sir?" I asked.
"Not yet. I need to take care of you first."
I didn't know what he meant. I was completely innocent, and nervous...
We walked for a few minutes and then I saw huge lights - and that was a surprise. He took me to HIS scouts camp - A camp I didn't even know was there! Then I realized he thought I was part of his camp. He turned up to be part of the medical crew and he took me to the sickbay. He told me to lie down on some kind of a bed, on my back. He asked me what my name was and what was my leader's name. He went over the list of troops and guides and then he said "You're either not from this camp or lying." Then he took a huge tanker of cold water and let the water drop on my white underwear, making them completely wet and my _c_o_c_k_ could be seen through the tight underwear. I was amazed of that coldness but I recovered quickly, still lying down.
"That should cool you off!", he said, looking at my _c_o_c_k_. "I need to get all the dirty thoughts out of your mind."
Then he was gone for a moment, and returned with an ice cube in his hand. He shove it into my underwear and it was placed in my crotch, touching my _c_o_c_k_. At first it wasn't that bad, but after 10 seconds it started to stung.
"Please sir, take it out, it stings!" I pleaded him.
"Relax, it will take another minute."
After one minute he said "OK, that's enough. You can take it out now." It was so cold and made my _c_o_c_k_ become soft immediately..
"Sir, I don't belong to this camp, I'm from another camp at another part of the forest. I went out of the camp so I could release my sperm. I really have to get back."
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, but I had to get those dirty thoughts out of your mind! Your behavior is unacceptable!"
"I will return shortly and escort you back to your camp. Do not get off this bed, don't even sit up. Just lie down and wait for me, so you won't get into more trouble."
"Thank you sir."
I was left there for almost ten minutes, and people who walked by looked at at my groin and it was very embarrassing. Luckily my DICK was soft, the water and ice trick worked.
After about 10 minutes he returned, and before we got on our way back he told me that he would see my leader and report about me wandering around. He didn't mention the masturbation part. he then let me put my pants back on.
I said to him: "I had this urge to release some sperm, I'm not used to hold it for a week." and all he said was
"That's why you have to be disciplined, and you will be, believe me."
When we reached my camp he told me that the policy of punishment for someone who gets out of the camp and walks where it's unsafe is usually suspension because this is a serious offense. "It's up to your leader", he said. I felt so horrible at that moment.
"Jonathan, I want you to find your guide and to tell him what you did, and my advice to you is to skip the dirty part. I'll be waiting here at the entrance because if I come with you, your leader might not take it easy on you. You are to come back and report to me after receiving your punishment. If you're not back within one hour I will have to report to your leader myself, which will result further punishment."
I walked over to my leader and told him everything, including the reason why I got out of the camp.
He told me he understands me but that was not an excuse. He told me that when the camp is over
I would be suspended for 2 weeks.
"Please don't suspend me! I won't be able to study well, I will have a bad mood all this time! Can't I get another kind of punishment?"
"Like what?" My leader asked. "Like a spanking or something like that?"
"Yes." I replied.
"I can't do that Jonathan, that's against our policy to use physical punishment. I'm not allowed to."
"Please, I rather be spanked than to be suspended. You have my permission, I won't tell anyone. I'll see it as a huge favor. I've never asked you to do anything like that for me before, have I?"
"No, you haven't, Jonathan. Is that what you really want? I will have to cane you because it has to be done quickly before the other leaders join me at my tent later. It will be very painful. Do you understand your choice here?"
"Yes sir, I fully understand. It is my choice and I'm choosing the cane."
"Very well, I just need you to write down that you agree to this so I will have proof it was done by your permission."
"Sure." I received a piece of paper and a pencil and I wrote down "I agree to be caned as a punishment for inappropriate behavior at the summer camp." I signed it and handed the paper to my guide. Then my guide opened a bag and took out a big and long stick. "Instead of suspending you for 14 days I will cane you 14 times. Take off your pants and fold them."
I did as he told me.
"Why is your underwear wet? You didn't pee in them, did you?" He was very upset.
"No sir, I got caught by a doctor from another scouts camp and he got me wet to get my _c_o_c_k_ back to its normal size."
"I see. You went that far? Don't you know it's forbidden?! I hope you'll learn you lesson. Keep you underwear on, nudity is forbidden as well. I hope you know that."
He told me to lean over a chair that was in the middle of the tent. "You have to count all the strikes. If you resist you'll get extra. If you mis-count you'll get extra. Is that clear?"
"Yes Sir."
He lifted his arm high up and brought it down hard. WACK! "One Sir."
It felt like a little bomb went off. WACK! "Two Sir." WACK! "Three Sir." I was starting to feel like I was on fire. He then increased the speed and the next impact was more painful. WACK! "Four Sir."
WACK! "Five Sir." WACK! "Six Sir." WACK! "Eight Sir." He stopped. "What did you say?" he asked. "I said seven Sir."
"NO! You said Eight! First you tried to avoid one blow, and then you lied about it! This is a very good behavior. I will have to add 2 strikes for those offenses."
"I'm sorry Sir, I wasn't paying attention."
"You weren't paying attention? Well you better start doing that if you want this punishment to be over."
"Yes Sir."
"The last blow doesn't count, and this one doesn't also." he said and then raised his hand and.. WACK! "o. k Jonathan, you can resume your count."
WACK! "Seven Sir." WACK! "Eight Sir." WACK! "Nine Sir." WACK! "Ten Sir. 4 more to go but I couldn't take it any more. I received 12 strokes, including the extra ones. I fell to the floor. "Jonathan, I have to cane you some more I'm afraid. "Please don't, I can't take it, it's too much."
"4 more cuts won't kill ya. Get up now or you'll be caned right there on the floor. Is that what you want?"
"I don't care." I replied. "ok, keep counting, only 4 more to go."
WACK! "Eleven Sir." WACK! "Twelve Sir." WACK! "Thirteen Sir. "It's the last one now, get ready." my leader said. He lifted the stick high up and brought it down very fast on my ass. "Fourteen Sir."
"Good! Very good Jonathan, you took it well!"
"Get up from the floor and get dressed now."
I slowly got up and put my pants and shoes back on. I was then told to put my hands behind my back.
"Jonathan, I want to make sure you don't get in more trouble, so I'm gonna have to tie your hands behind your back for tonight, to make sure you don't masturbate. Turn around with your back towards me."
I turned around and I felt a rope being tied very tightly around my wrists. He told me to go straight to bed, but I knew I had to report to the guy who caught me earlier tonight who was waiting for me.
I told him I was caned and showed him my tied wrists and he said that he's sorry he found me but he did what he had to do. He petted my head and said "You're a cute boy, and I'm sure you won't be getting into trouble any time soon." I wanted to shake his hand but I couldn't so instead I nodded my head. We said good bye and I rushed to my tent. My friends were there and I told them why my wrists were tied. I didn't tell them anything about the caning of course. They all suggested to untie me, but I decided it was risky and not worth the punishment that will follow...
I couldn't sleep well that night because of the pain, but I somehow managed to sleep for a while. In the morning my leader untied me and it all went back to normal for me, as if nothing had happened. All, except my _c_o_c_k_, which was hard again...