Date: Thu, 1 Feb 2007 15:44:36 +0000 (GMT) From: todd weston Subject: Jays This is a work of fiction and does not involve any body living (or dead). It is my own work and involves under age activity as well as adult and boy actions and themes. If you are underage in your area of the world then please do not read and leave this community- return when you're old enough. Review, comment or ideas welcome- just e-mail; Todd PROLOGUE For the fifth night running, Skip waited in the dark outside the tent. Eventually, the torch light within was extinguished and, after a few minutes, the rustling of sleeping bags and barely contained excitement began. Although Skip could not see inside the tent, the cub and the scout were obviously once again involved in sexual activity. There were giggles and ouches and that slurping sound that maintained Skip's full erection under his cargo trousers. However, with his woody hidden by cloth and darkness, he waited for a further ten minutes whilst the boy's activities obviously heightened. Then, as this was their last night at camp, he engaged his torch and immediately shone it at the canvas with orders that the boys settle. Two cries of `shit'- one from each boy- and then frantic activity, accompanied by rapid movements that made the sides of the tent bulge, were followed by silence. Happy that the boys were still and silent if not really readying for sleep, Skip placed his recording device by the side of the tent. "Josh - Joe- as you're the last to get to sleep you are required tomorrow to help me clean up the site once the rest of the troop have left, and then help in the return our equipment to headquarters...And tomorrow morning after seeing the others off, you will both report to me at 8.30 in full neat uniform at the scout hall for me to discuss with you what you have been getting up to in your tent these past evenings......NOW- GET TO SLEEP!!!". Silence continued until Skip purposely crunched the gravel on the footpath that led back to his tent. Once inside this, Skip sat and leant against his folded up sleeping bag waiting for an hour to pass before returning to the boy's tent to retrieve his recorder and as he sat, trying to read a newspaper, he pondered the question as to why one ten year old cub and one twelve year old scout would chose to tent together. Unfortunately for Skip the strength of his recorder and the thickness of the tent material had hindered the audibility of the words that had been caught on the tape. He rewound it and tried for the second time to link the fragments together. "Skip's gone...... no you can't .............. briefs back ............. Do you think he...... .... cos I'm not telling him what you......................and you're not........we'd better get to ...........night .......Josh can ...... no I told......when .....home so get......." CHAPTER 1 Skip sat and sipped his coffee. It was 8.20 and he had seen nearly all of the scouts and cubs from the camp site. One scout and one cub remained and it fell to him to question and if necessary- and Skip felt it was- question , strip, humiliate, parade, exhibit, punish (or whatever) the two boys for undertaking unknown nocturnal activities within their tent; of course, Skip knew that it was also for his own pleasure that he was keen to deal with them. At exactly 8.30 there was a knock at the door. As ordered, Skip found the cub and scout kitted correctly and each with their back pack. He ordered them to his side of the room and made then place their packs against the wall, before making them stand side by side at attention in front of him. He rose and faced the two boys. "Boys- as I told you last night I want to know what you two have been doing to each other inside your tent." Josh and Joe bowed their heads but remained silent. "I will punish you if you do not tell me and unless I get to know from each of you exactly what happened, I can give extra punishments such as foregoing the beach swim on the way home which is traditional for those who help return the kit." Josh lifted his head to look at Skip whilst Joe remained with head bowed but neither boy spoke. "Joe you are coming with me. Josh you remain here until I return for you." Skip led the blonde cub from the room, through a far open door and into the main scout hall. He left the boy standing by a chair whilst he closed the wooden door. Then he sat on the chair, and with the cub standing before him, reached over and gripped the waistband of the cub's shorts. "Joe- tell me you what you and Josh were doing last night." Joe remained silent with head bowed. Skip could easily see though that even in the half light of the scout hall, that the boy's face was flushed. Skip waited for a few extra moments. "Joe, I will ask you once more and if you don't answer me I will have to think about how to deal with you.- so Joe, tell me what you and Josh were doing in the tent last night." "We were only talking Skip- honest." "I don't believe you Joe. It's much more than that. Now tell me, or I will punish you." Joe remained quiet as if he was weighing up the alternatives. Skip gave him time but he did want to hear from the boy's lips what he had noticed and heard whilst he had been outside their tent. As well, he would refuse to accept falsehoods. "We were just talking Skip." However as Skip listened to the cub, he felt the resignation within the boy's voice. "Boy, you have sealed your own fate. Now move closer." Skip released his hold of the boy's shorts waistband and as the man's bare legs were spread, Joe moved between them. Skip reached to remove the cub's cap and placed in on the floor. The neckerchief followed then he reached for the bottom of the boy's shirt and pulled it out of Joe's tight short trousers. Skip unbuttoned its cuffs, then, opened the top button before slowly opening the remaining buttons and parting the garment to expose soft white skin. Then the man reached for the boy's shoulders and as he pulled at the shirt, with Joe's assistance, it came off and left the cub naked from the waist upwards. Attention turned to Joe's shoes and socks and Skip made the boy bend forward and remove them- this action accentuating the roundness of the boy's buttocks as the tight grey short trousers moulded themselves to cub's rear. Once these were placed with the rest of Joe's clothes, Skip turned his attention to the s-belt of the boy's trousers. He reached both hands to grip the buckle ensuring his fingers were forced down the front of the trousers until he could feel the waistband of the boy's briefs. Then, the man lifted his head noting, before he made eye contact, the small pink nipples on the boy's chest. "Joe, your short trousers come off next. Then, you'll just be left in your briefs and I will have no hesitation in taking them off as well to leave you completely naked. Is there anything you want to say to me?" Silence. So the stripping of Joe continued. The s-buckle was twisted open and left dangling before large hands slowly lowered the zip fly before parting the trousers to expose the front of the cub's white briefs. Skip reached to the side of the trousers and pulled then down, lowering to some extent the briefs with them but as the trousers fell to the floor, the briefs remained just above the boys cock and balls. The boy looked down before stepping from the trousers after which he handed then to Skip and he placed them with the rest of the boy's uniform. "Pull your briefs up." Joe gripped their side and pulled then upwards during which action Skip noticed that the boy's thin cock became vertical under the thin white cotton- and below this soft tube lay two grape sized balls. "Your briefs are quite small and tight." There was no need for the boy to answer. "Well Joe, it's now my duty to get you naked- so these have to come off." As the man spoke he pushed a finger into the briefs just a few millimetres from the boy's vertical cock. Hands moved to the sides of the white garment and slowly he rolled the briefs downwards watching the cub's cock flip downwards over the hairless balls. Once Joe had discarded the briefs, Skip placed them on top of the cub's short trousers. "You are naked Joe and I'm going to put you over my knee." Joe went crimson in the face. "Move to my side Joe." Skip pointed to his right side and the naked cub moved to the appointed place. The boy's cock was starting to stir and although it was only raised slightly it was no longer resting on the balls. Skip had seen numerous ten tear old boys naked but although Joe's cock, he gauged was only just over an average length, his balls we significantly larger than similar aged boys leading the man to consider that the cub probably enjoyed a satisfying dry orgasm. "Lay across my knees, boy." After Joe lay still, Skip manoeuvred the cub into a better position. Two round inviting cheeks took pride of place and Skip could feel their softness as he placed his right hand on the cub's skin. He secured the boy firmly by moving his legs together, which left the boy's cock squeezed between them, and by using his left hand to steady the boy. "Now Joe, listen. You are over my knee and you have an opportunity to get up- and you know how you can achieve that- don't you boy?" "Yes Sir." "Well boy?" There was silence in the scout hall. "How old are you Joe?" "Ten Sir." "Well then it should be ten smacks." "Yes Sir." Skip knew that the boy would redden easily but he did intend to use situations to get the truth by humiliating Joe further and then finally after dealing with Josh, he would get them naked together. Without warning Skip brought his right hand down on the boy's rear- but it was gentle, however, it made Joe jump as the action was unexpected. Skip held on tightly and instead of adding more smacks he began to squeeze the boy's cock between his legs. Joe began to wriggle so another light smack was followed by increased leg pressure after which the man could feel that the cub was fully erect. The boy's rear had redden even with two light smacks so for the moment, Skip decided enough was enough although he had a burning desire to see the boy's erection. "Stand up Joe." The boy moved tentatively and Skip could see he remained crimson in the face. "Hands at your side." It seemed that the cub was intending to cover his groin so with his hands at his side, the cub's erect cock was fully exposed and stood near vertical- it's was thin, which was expected, but it was rock hard and the previously loose foreskin had retracted slightly exposing the reddened slit of the boy's cockhead. Joe was looking at the floor- he may have felt he was being humiliated but he was clearly very embarrassed. "Head up." Joe raised his head and Skip could see that he was not far away from being tearful. The man reached for the boy's briefs and the cub cap. Skip flicked at Joe's erection with a finger. The shaft twitched and the boy gasped. "Get that covered up boy." Joe happily pulled on his white briefs although he had to lay his erection on its side under the cotton. Skip then handed the cub his cap. "Go and stand in the corner and face the wall." Joe moved in the direction that Skip's finger pointed. When the boy was positioned, Skip walked slowly but noisily across the wooden floor until he was standing behind the boy who remained motionless. Joe's briefs were yanked down in one swift movement leaving them around the boy's ankles. "Don't move or turn around." "No Skip." Skip turned on his heels and walked across the wooden floor and through the door, on his way to fetch Josh.