Yes

Amid all the commotion, Sam quietly worked his way through the bunk to the showers. He found, however, that the bathroom was just as hectic as the bunk. Every shower was taken. Sensual moans and orgasmic screams rang from them in all tones and volumes. It seems that everyone started the day with a screw.

Having fucked Dr. Poppinpuus a few times already, Sam really just wanted to get out there and start the day. His first day at camp had been... eventful, and he wanted to see more of camp for himself.

Still, he had taken his pills as prescribed, and the sounds and smells of sex had already taken hold. Standing there, patiently waiting his turn, his member steadily rose until it push straight forward in his strangely flexible shorts. More too long, he was rubbing it. He wasn't stroking — he knew that was not allowed — but grabbed at his cockhead and rubbed the occasional finger down the underside of the shaft.

It was also clear that some of medications the doctors had given him yesterday were still in his system. He could feel himself literally filling up with semen. It felt as if he had been trying not to cum for days, but it had barely been an hour.

Sam wasn't sure what to do. His counselors were busy. There were five shower stalls, all full. He grabbed the base of his cock. It felt very good. Hard and heavy in his hand. He needed to cum, no matter what.