Nope. Busted.

Right as he was on the verge of release, Sam was interrupted.

"Sam!? What are you DOING!" It was Veronica, his curvy Milf counselor. She was covered with a think cummy glaze from jerking off half of the bunk before breakfest. More importantly, She knew about Sam's no jerk-off rule. He was busted.

Sam took his hands off his dick and put his hands in the air. His thick, heavy cock was red and purple from the merciless beating he was giving it. He was so sensitive, even the steam from the shower hurt.

"I..." he struggled to even talk with such a hard cock. "I just got out of the infirmary. I got hard waiting for the shower. And you and Lizzie were both busy, so I figured..."

"Well you figured wrong!" Veronica stared at him, very cross. "Rules are rules. You need to take your treatment seriously!" She looked him up and down. He was very clearly in pain. He really needed to cum and she was lecturing him instead of doing what she said she'd do, take care of his needs.

Her tone softened. "Look," she said. "I get it. I know about the infirmary visit. It must have been rough for you first real day at camp and you're probably tired. Just this once, I'll ignore the violation. You can go get in the shower and get breakfast."

Sam let out a brief sigh of relief, then asked. "Can I fini..."

"NO!" She yelled. "A little punishment will do you good!" She turned and got into one of the stalls. "And no I will not help you! Go make some friends!"