Date: Fri, 24 Sep 2021 14:11:46 +0100 From: David Greg Denton Subject: I Was A Scout - Part 2 I Was a Scout – Part 2 Gay, teens If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * The next morning, I had to pee badly, so I gathered up my clothes (except for my underwear) and emerged from the tent. Scotty saw me and immediately said, "Mr. Garland, Bobby slept naked last night." I froze not knowing what Mr. Garland was going to say about it. "Actually, it's the best way to sleep. I do it myself," he said defending me. That shut Scotty up which made me smile. Then I saw Mr. Garland wink at me and, as I started dressing, I got a tingly feeling in my belly. I didn't know what it meant at the time, but it made my smile grow even wider. Andy must have heard the conversation from inside the tent because he came out fully dressed. Once my boots were on, I took off for the woods. When I came back, almost everyone had already started eating their breakfast of Pop-Tarts and Tang. Once we were all finished, it was time to break camp. Andy and I got to work on taking down our tent while the others did the same. We packed up the van and bid farewell to Harper's Ferry and left for home. Sadly, I didn't get a chance to explore things further with Andy because he and his family moved away shortly after our trip. * We often went swimming at the YMCA. It was a lot of fun and afterwards, we'd take showers together in a big gang shower. I got turned on once and Marty called me out for it in front of the other guys. Luckily, Mr. Garland was there to rescue me again. He told Marty that it was perfectly normal and nothing to be ashamed of. Then he came back in, handed me a towel, and told me to take my time. I thanked him later and he told me to not to worry about it, giving me a wink. Then I got that tingle in my belly again. * The following year, I asked my parents if I could go to Scout Camp for two weeks. Mom and Dad said, "Yes," then drove me early one morning to the parking lot where the other Scouts and I would catch the bus to Goshing. It promised to be two weeks of activities where we could earn merit badges. I already had a few (hiking, backpacking, camping, swimming, and wilderness survival among them), but this would be an opportunity to earn ones that weren't so easy to get in a normal troop setting. I signed up for Archery, Art, Basketry, Canoeing, Indian Lore, Leatherwork, Painting, Photography, Sculpture, and Woodcarving. I know that sounds like a lot, but I wanted to make the most of my time. Get "the most bang for my buck" as my father would say, but this time especially because it was his buck! That still left a couple of days where I was free to relax and enjoy the lake and the trails on my own if I wanted. It was one of the most memorable experiences of my whole life. I made a friend right away in Charlie. We were paired up for the three-legged race and moved together like a well-oiled machine. We even won, getting small trophies to take home with us, but he got poison ivy really bad a few days later, even in his eyes, and had to go home early. I was bummed but managed to make friends with a few other guys. I was bunking with guys who were mostly my age but there was one guy who was older, a late addition to our group. His name was Patrick and he was handsome with long dark bangs that hung just above his eyes. I was just another skinny kid, while he was pure muscle. I wanted nothing more than to run my fingers down those muscles till I got to his underwear, then pull them down. But he was so clearly out of my league that all I could do was fantasize. I mean he was friendly enough in passing, but otherwise didn't pay too much attention to me. That didn't stop me from wanting to see what he was hiding in his skivvies, though. I had gotten a canoeing partner that didn't know you couldn't stand up in a canoe and had managed to tip us over. I was soaked and didn't feel like finishing the course after that, so I asked if I could come back the next day. I was given the thumbs up, went back to our cabin, picked up my towel and soap, then went to the large outdoor gang shower which was a short walk down the trail. I was alone when I got there and was already under the spray, just beginning to lather up, when I was joined by Patrick, my dream guy. He nodded, so I nodded back then he stripped and out of all the showerheads he could have chosen, he picked the one right next to mine. I tried not to look, but I had been waiting days to see what he had been hiding, and I was not disappointed. Below a thick patch of dark pubic hair, was a magnificent uncut cock, not unlike my own. I could tell that he had checked me out too because he smiled when he looked down. Maybe there was hope for my fantasies to come true after all! "I saw what happened out there on the lake today. If you'd like I could be your partner and help you earn your canoeing badge tomorrow." I was shocked. This was the most amazing thing that had happened to me so far. Not only was he talking to me, but he was asking to be my partner! "Yeah, that would be great, thanks!" "No problem. What are you doing after this?" he asked. Again, I was stunned. This was more than he had said to anyone since he'd arrived, and he was talking to me! "I don't have anything planned, why?" "I was going to go for a hike, but they won't let us go alone. I was hoping you'd go with me." "Yeah, that would be great. Thanks for asking." I really need to get a new vocabulary when I talk to him, I thought. "Good." He turned off his water then started toweling off. I was fascinated by the way his muscles moved as he dried off. He was amazing. I had to turn off my water too because just watching him was getting me excited. I tried not to let him see my half-swollen dick, but he smiled again so I thought he must have. We wrapped our towels around our waists then walked back to the cabin together. I asked on the way back, "Patrick, why are you bunking with us? You're older, shouldn't you be bunking with guys your own age?" "I signed up late and yours was the only cabin available. Some guy got poison oak, I think, and had to go home early." "Poison ivy, yeah. His name was Charlie. He was my friend. We won the three-legged race together." I don't know why I was telling him all this. I guess I was just nervous to be talking to him at all. "Sorry, Bobby. I didn't know you were friends." "Yeah. It's okay. You're one of us now, right?" Oh my God, you are such an idiot! I told myself. The guy is probably not even interested in you that way. He's just being nice, that's all. "I am... and I'm happy to get to know you, Bob. I don't make friends easily, so it's nice to have a new one." It touched me that he would confess something like that to me. I was practically a stranger. We got dressed as soon as we got back to the cabin. I know I wasn't supposed to look, but I couldn't help it. He just turned me on so much! He ended up eating dinner with Jeff, Larry and I that night, a first, and of course, we, being a couple of years younger, had plenty of questions, but he was patient with us and even seemed to enjoy the attention after awhile. When it was time to go back, I walked with Pat, still amazed this older guy had any interest in being my friend. The next day, Patrick went with me to try and get my canoeing merit badge. We successfully maneuvered around the obstacle course that had been set up and I was told after we got back, that I had passed. The badges would be handed out on the last night, so I had to wait. I was still proud of my achievement and Pat just kept telling me how well I had done. I thanked him and said I'd see him later because I had archery to get to. He wished me luck, then we went in different directions. Later in the day, I was heading out to the showers when I saw Pat coming from there. I mentally kicked myself that I'd missed an opportunity to shower with him once again. He spoke as he got closer, "I forgot my soap." "Why don't you borrow mine?" I asked without thinking, then thought maybe it hadn't been such a bad suggestion. "You don't mind?" he asked. "Of course not," I assured him, so he turned around and walked back with me. We picked showers side-by-side once again so that we could share my soap. I was getting better at keeping my gaze to myself but happened to glance down and noticed that his cock was bigger than usual and sticking out further than it normally did. That caused a chain reaction and mine started to grow as well. "It seems that we have a similar problem, Bob." "We do?" I asked, trying to sound like I didn't know what he was talking about. "Yeah. I haven't beaten off in almost a week... a record for me. How about you?" "Yeah, I guess it's been awhile for me too," I admitted with a slight chuckle. "Wanna take care of them?" he asked as he took his enormous cock in his hand and pointed it at me. My eyes got huge at his suggestion. "What if someone catches us?!" "So what if they do?" he asked as he started stroking in frony of me. "Couldn't we get in trouble?" "I don't think so... besides it would be our word against theirs, right?" "Unless, a leader catches us." I pointed out. "I'm willing to chance it. We can't do it back at the cabin. One of the boys might walk in on us." It did not escape my notice when he didn't include me as one of the "the boys." "Just follow my lead, Bob." He sped up as I tried to catch up. I loved the way his cock head disappeared inside his foreskin and then reappeared. My foreskin always stayed retracted once I was hard. "That's it, buddy. I can't wait to see you shoot your load for me." I don't know why, but those words in his sexy voice made me want to come buckets for him. I was getting close and I was tempted to close my eyes, but I didn't want to miss it when he blew, so I managed to focus on his cock. And just when I thought I couldn't hold out any longer, he came, yelling, "Oh shit!" I shot a few seconds later and we both came buckets. It was awesome! He recovered quickly, saying, "Thanks, man, I needed that." "Yeah, me too," I admitted as I let go of my sensitive cock and turned toward the spray. He did the same as we passed the bar of soap back and forth. When we were done, we toweled off, wrapped them around our waists and walked back to the cabin just like before, only this time, we were coming down from an "orgasm high." We dressed in silence becasue I wasn't sure what to say. He broke the awkwardness by saying, "I'm hungry. Got anything to eat stashed away for a time like this?" "You mean an `I just jerked off with my new friend in the showers and now I'm hungry' snack?" Answering his question with a light-hearted one of my own. He chuckled and relaxed. "Yeah... that's exactly what I meant. Got anything like that?" I went to my trunk and dug around, finding just what I had been saving for a special occasion such as this. I tossed him a PayDay bar and opened one myself. We sat eating them while staring at one another. I was pretty sure things had changed between us, I just hoped we could survive it. "Patrick?" "Yeah, Bob." "What happened isn't gonna make things weird between us, is it?" "I don't want it to." "Good, can you come over here?" I asked. He got up and came over and sat on my bed. I turned my whole body to face him and said, "I really like you, Pat, I have from the beginning, but I'll understand if you don't feel the same way about me." I looked down and that's when he put his fingers under my chin and lifted it. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "I like you too, Bob. I have from the first moment I laid eyes on you, that blond, wavy hair, those amazing green eyes. I'm sorry I was so quiet around you at first. I just didn't know if you might feel the same way. I guess I'm overly cautious. It's just that I've been beaten up before... pretty badly... for trusting in the wrong guy." "You, Pat?! But you're so big and strong! You..." He interrupted, "I started working out to protect myself. I'm glad I don't have to worry with you. He leaned in and kissed me. It was chaste and all too brief, but it was my first by a guy and I have to say it changed everything for me. I wouldn't say I was in love with Pat, but I was well on my way after that magical moment. I heard voices approaching and so did Pat. He went back to his bunk and quickly sat down as if nothing was amiss. Larry and Jeff walked in and greeted us. We greeted them back then looked at each other as the other two buzzed around the room. I didn't hear a word they were saying but nodded every now and then in order to appear interested. Pat did the same. I did hear the suggestion that we all go to dinner and it was only then that I realized it must have been later than either of us had thought. We both got dressed quickly then walked in silence with the guys to the dining hall, aware of the others yet alone in our own world. We stole glances and exchanged smiles as we made our way along the path. I knew then that there was no turning back and even if Pat didn't feel the same way about me, my future was set in stone. (to be continued in Part 3)