Date: Mon, 9 Jul 2018 20:33:23 -0500 From: Tim Hubbard Subject: Not a Boy Scout Anymore Chapter 12 [This is a work of erotic fiction. It depicts sex between adults and underage boys. It also includes unprotected sex. If this offends you, please don't read it.] C'mon guys, if you like my stories, please make a generous donation to the Nifty Archives so we can all continue to enjoy these wonderful stories. http//donate.nifty.org/donate.html This is the follow-up to "What I Learned at Scout Camp." I hope you enjoy this new set of antics for young Timmy, even though it starts off a little down.] I'm Not a Boy Scout Anymore, Guys – Part Twelve When school started, I tried out for the Track Team again. This time, it was for Varsity. Most of the other guys had grown over the summer, not me! So, they were ahead of me at every test. I just couldn't cut it up against the bigger, older guys. So, my junior of high school kind of sucked. I was good at school, but bad at sports. I had few friends and I missed Sean bad. Then, I saw that there was going to be a school musical for the first time. I tried out and the drama teacher liked me. He gave me one of the lead parts. This was something to keep my mind off Sean. One afternoon, after play practice, the drama teacher stopped me. He said that I had a really good look and he knew people who would use me as a model, if I wanted to. He really laid it on thick about how cute I was, and what a nice body I had, and how that's what the modeling agencies want. He asked if I wanted him to help me. I said sure and he took me backstage to one of the dressing rooms. He said he'd take pictures to send to his friends at the agency. So, I posed for a bunch of pics. Then he asked me to take off my shirt. I did, and he had me pose, flexing my muscles. Then, he said, "You know, a lot of these ads take photos in the nude and then hide the parts they can't put in the magazine. Would you mind taking all your clothes off?" I didn't mind, I'm comfortable nude. So, I stripped, and he had me pose in lots of different positions. Then, he said, "Tim, you are so hot! I can't help it, I want you." He stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his head and I saw a beautiful smooth chest. He grabbed me and hugged me too him, but I didn't resist. He leaned over and kissed me. Then he went down and sucked my cock into his mouth. He pulled on my balls and sucked me until I shot hot cum into his mouth. He swallowed it and sat back on the floor. I leaned over and unfastened his pants and took his cock into my mouth. He came fast, and I swallowed it. I got dressed, and he laid on the floor watching. "So, you don't really have friends at a modeling agency, do you?" "Not exactly. I have friends who will pay to watch a hot young stud like you get fucked. I've seen you in videos before. It was a while back, but you haven't changed, just grown up a little. If you want to, I will film us fucking and get money for you for the effort." I said I'd think about it and left. Play practice continued and I didn't give him an answer right away. I let a few days go by, and I talked to my Dad about it. He just told me to very careful. This guy is a teacher and it would be bad if anyone found out. So, I told Mr. Bernstein that I would meet with once a week until the play was over. He agreed, with a smile. At our first meeting, I told him about how the videos were made and how embarrassed I was about them. I asked him not to send my photos to anyone. He said OK and asked if he could keep them for himself, and I agreed. Then we started figuring out what we liked to do together. Obviously, Mr. Bernstein wanted to be bossed around, but I wasn't very experienced with that. He taught me, and I showed him a good time. He had plenty of bondage toys and I learned how to use them. His ass was beet red every time I left him, and my cock was always satisfied. We met once a week for the next eight weeks. When the play was over, I told him thanks and goodbye. Although we passed in the halls at school, I never went to his house again. Mom's "special friend," Sarah has moved in with us now. She is a nice woman and we get along fine. She makes Mom happy, and that's all that matters. I'm busy with school and visiting Dad, so I'm not home much. I try to spend every weekend at Dad's apartment. Sometimes, he calls and asks me to skip it because he has "plans." I understand and stay away. Dad is dating now. Nobody special yet, but he has plenty to choose from. I know he frequents the gay bars in the neighborhood, and that his "plans" involve some guy he's fucking that week. One Friday evening, I drive over to stay the weekend. I have my own key, so I let myself in. Dad's in the kitchen making dinner, so I go over and start talking to him. He is dressed "normal" for home...he's naked. So, I strip off my clothes and grab a soda and sit on the bar stool to talk. Before long, another naked man walks out of the hallway leading to Dad's bedroom. "Timmy, this is Donald. Don, this is my son, Tim." "Nice to finally meet you, Tim," Donald says. I smile awkwardly, covering my crotch, and say, "Oh, um, I guess it's nice meeting you." Dad says, "Sorry to spring this on you, but I didn't know how to tell you, so I decided to plunge right in. Donald moved in with me last weekend. That's why I asked you not to come over. We've been dating pretty regular for the last three months, and we thought the time was right to move forward and for him to meet you." So, I stood up, bravely, and checked this guy out. He was Dad's physical type. He had light brown/blonde hair and he was the "manly" sort of blonde. He had a heavy beard, though he was clean-shaven. He had very nice chest hair and he kept it trimmed. His pecs and abs were still defined, though I guessed he was over 40. His cock was gorgeous. It was at least 8 inches hanging down between his legs. He had a cute ass, a little hairy, but cute. I approved. Donald just smiled and watched me walk around him to check him out. I think he was checking me out too. I slapped him on the ass and went over to kiss my Dad. "I approve!" Don laughed, and Dad kissed me back. "I'm so glad," he said. "Not that you'd have much to say about it. We're both new to the relationship thing, so we're taking it slow to see what happens. Don's lease was up, and we thought this was an easy solution to try us' out and save him a little money." The rest of the evening, we ate dinner and talked. We shared stories about each other and how we got to where we are. About 9:00 pm Dad suggested that I might want to go out. I looked at him with a question on my face. He said, "I just heard that there is an underage gay club on the next block over. A friend told me it's safe and the kids flock there on Friday and Saturday nights. There's load music, dancing, soda, and something going on out on the patio. You'll need to put some clothes on, though. Just put on as little as possible." So, I went to my room and put on those soft shorts I got in Nashville. The ones that hug my but and show off my package. I never wear underwear anymore and these shorts drape around my cock just right. Then, I pulled out a new shirt I found. It's made of very thin fabric and it already has rips in it. One just right for a nipple to hang out and another to reveal my pleasure trail. I slipped into some loafers, and I was ready to go. "Good night, boys," I said. "You two be good and don't stay up too late." I walked around the block and found the place. It's called, "My Brother's Keeper." Inside, there are club lights, so it's not easy to see everything. There's a hug dance floor in the middle, crowded with guys around my age. The music is loud and only a few heads turn to see who just walked in. A couple guys smile and go back to their conversations. The guys here vary from really, really cute and built to "OK, but I wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating crackers." Several of the guys dancing have shed their shirts. The club only allows guys 16 – 20 in, so I'm on the younger side at 17. I walk around the dance floor to check things out and then go to the bard to order a soda. I sit on a stool and wait. The bartended asks me what I want and winks at me. "You're new here, aren't you?" "Yeah, what gave me away?" "I've never seen you for one thing, and you're gawking, for another." "Oh, I'm sorry. I just found out about this place a few minutes ago. My Daddy suggested I check it out." "Your `Daddy,' Mm-that's hot," he said. "I'll be right back." He came back with my drink and set it down in front of me. He took my hands in his and winked again before sliding away. I sat at the bar to drink and watched the guys. I was bar stool dancing and enjoying the view. "Would you like to dance?" It came from a tall hunk of a guy, maybe 19 or 20. He was at least 6 feet tall, not wearing a shirt and there was a patch of dark hair growing between his big pecs. I looked down and saw his pleasure trail leading down into the elastic waist band of some very tight athletic shorts. It was obvious he worked out a lot. I slid off the barstool and he took my hand and led me to the floor. The music was loud and fast, great to dance to. We had fun on the floor and got really sweaty. His chest glistened and sweat was dripping between his pecs and down his stomach. I felt really hot too, so I slipped my shirt off and tucked into the waist of my shorts. There was sweat dripping down my chest too. I wasn't as big as this guy, but I looked good. There was a break in the music and Nick, I found out his name, said we should go cool off. We stopped by the bar for two fresh sodas and headed out onto the patio. The night air was cool and refreshing. A slight breeze blew across our sweaty bodies and I felt my nipples harden up. I could see the same effect on Nick. He found a small bench on the other side of the patio and we made our way there. We sat down and drank our soda, then Nick put his glass down and leaned over to kiss me. I put my glass down and relaxed into his embrace. We sat on the bench and kissed for a long time. This was like a true teenage make-out session. I felt his hand reach down and massage the front of my shorts and I started to get hard. "Mm," Nick murmured. I reached over and cupped him in my hands, he was also going commando. "Mm," I heard again. We kissed and groped for a few more minutes, then Nick pulled us apart. "I have to be honest with you, Tim," he said. "I haven't done this much. This is my first time in a place like this. That's why I picked you, it looked like your first time here. I just graduated high school last year and I was a football player and a lady's man. I knew I wanted this, but I didn't dare try it. I'd get killed. I'm punting here, I don't know what to do next." "Nick, no problem," I answered. "You're right, this is my first time in this club, but it is not my first time with a man. Do you have someplace to go?" "Oh, no, man, I live with my folks out in the suburbs." "Ok, then, our place it is. I live with my gay Dad in an apartment around the block. He's occupied tonight, so he won't mind if we use my bedroom." I took Nick by the hand and we walked outside. He had a car and I had walked over, so I got in his car and showed him the way and where to park. He threw his shirt in the back seat We went into the building and upstairs. I let us in the apartment and almost all the lights were off. Dad and Don were already in bed. I took Nick down the hall to my room and went inside. I locked my door and threw my shirt on the floor. Nick was standing in the middle of the floor wearing only his gym shorts and an awkward smile. I stepped into him and started to kiss him. He relaxed. I rubbed the front of his shorts until I felt a giant cock rise up. Then I pulled his shorts down and got down on my knees in front of him and pulled his impressive cock into my mouth. "Oh, god! That feels so good!" He shouted. I came off him and laughingly said, "Shh!" I stepped out of my shorts and Nick stopped to stare at my nakedness. He smiled and said, "Damn, Tim, you look so pretty. Your body is beautiful, and your cock is amazing. How old are you?" "I am 17," I answered, "But I've been doing this a lot longer than you can imagine. Let's not talk, let's get busy." I pushed Nick backwards onto my bed and went down on his cock again. I gave him a great blow job, but I wouldn't go far enough to let him cum. I was saving that for later. Nick asked if he could suck me. So, I rolled onto my back and he tentatively licked the head of my cock and licked a little way down the shaft. Finally, he put his lips around the head and started to slowly suck me inside his mouth. For a newbie, he mimicked fairly well. He didn't scrape me with his teeth and his mouth was nice and warm. He even shoved me down his throat until he gagged. He got better and better, so I pulled him to keep from cumming. "Have you ever fucked a girl?" I asked. "Oh, yeah, plenty of times. That's what the guys expect of a football player and the girls really wanted me. I didn't like it much, but I put on a good show." "Tonight, you're going to see what a real fuck feels like." I grabbed some lube and smeared it on his cock. Then I put some in my ass. I got on the bed and presented my ass doggie style. "Fuck this!" I said. Nick put his hands on my ass cheeks and pressed his cock gently against my waiting pussy hole. He pressed lightly, and I told him to push in harder. So, he did, and his cock popped through the muscle and plunged deep into my warm inner sanctum. He felt so good and big and ready. I told him to fuck me like a girl. He started to pound me hard and deep. He was good at fucking. He kept after it, slamming his body into mine, slapping his balls against my ass. Grinding our pubic bones together. He was awesome. I felt his cock swell inside me, and he felt it too. He moaned out loud and started to pump faster and harder, until I felt the first shot of hot cum racing out of his cock into me. It shot 4, 5, 6 times. He was so full of cum and he gave it all to me. He pumped his cum into me until his cock finally went soft. Then he rolled off me and lay flat on his back on the bed. His cock was slick with my cum, so I leaned over and cleaned him off with my tongue. It was more pleasure than he could handle. He moaned and told me to stop. I lay down bedside him. My hard cock was sticking straight up in the air. "Man, that is the best fuck I have ever had. Thanks, Tim. Now I know for sure what I want. What about you? Your cock is still hard as a rock." Just rest a minute and we'll take care of that. We lay there and recovered for almost thirty minutes. I leaned over and took Nick's cock in my mouth and sucked it slowly until he got hard again. Then I sat on top of him and squatted my pussy onto his hard meat. He moaned, and I circled around him. Then I slammed myself onto his pole and started to pump him slowly. He saw my hard cock and he know what to do. He took me in his hand and jacked me off while if pumped his cock. The more he jacked, the faster I pumped. His cock poked my prostate and his hands gripped my cock shaft. I was so turned on that I blew my load all over Nick's chest, some hit him on the face and dribbled into his mouth. Once I emptied myself all over him, I felt Nick inside me and he gave a mighty shove and presented me with a second load of hot, juicy cum. He licked around his lips and got a taste of my cum. Then he scraped some of me off is chest and licked his fingers. He loved it. I scraped some up off of his belly and fed it to him. He liked my fingers cleans and wanted more. So, I moved up and dropped my cock into his mouth. He clamped into it and sucked every drop of cum out of my spent cock. We took a shower and got dressed. I told Nick that I also lived in the suburbs Maybe we'd run into each other again some time. I showed him out and he drove away. Silently, I thanked Dad for telling me about the underage gay bar. And then, I went to sleep. The next morning, Dad stuck his head in my door and told me to get up. I didn't bother with clothes, I just walked out for breakfast. Dad had shorts on, for some reason and Donald was naked. We sat down and ate breakfast. After we ate, Dad said that he had to run into the office and grab a couple things he forgot. He'd be back in an hour or so. He put a shirt on and left. That me and Donald sitting in the kitchen with no clothes on. Donald said, "So, I guess you're OK with all of this. I'm surprised you're so comfortable being naked in front of other men." He included me in that "men" category, nice! "It's a very long story, but, yes, I am comfortable. In fact, I really like it. I particularly like being naked with you. You are a very good-looking man with a very impressive cock." I said with a smile. Donald blushed, but I stood up and walked toward me, his cock swinging between his legs. I sat there and let him walk up between my legs and I took his cock into my mouth. "Your Dad is right, you really know how to cuck dick." He said with a loud moan. I knew then that this was OK, and that Dad had set me up. So, I sucked Donald as best I could. He got really hard and I thought he might cum, so I pulled off and led him into the master bedroom. He lay down on his back and I got on top in a 69 position. He took my cock and I took his. We enjoyed each other's scent, that smell of last night's sex mixed with this morning's lust. We are both getting really close, but I'm not stopping. I force my dick to stay in his mouth and I take him down my throat. He's throbbing now, so am I. I feel the juice swell and rise up inside his shaft. He shoots a big load of his man juice into my mouth and I swallow. It tastes salty and briny and it makes me hot, so I shoot my load into him He sucks me dry and swallows all of it. We fall over, exhausted. Then, I get up and say, "I'm going to shower and get dressed. It's about time we did something around here besides fuck." Donald says, "Well it sure sounded like you had a good time fucking last night. We could hear you clear down the hall. It was so hot that we fucked each other again." I smiled and went to my room. I showered and dressed. Dad came home, and we decided to go to a movie and out to dinner. The next morning, I said goodbye and drove home. It was a nice weekend with Daddy. The rest of the school year went fine. Mom and Sarah grew closer. Dad and Donald broke up. My fling with Mr. Bernstein ended when the play was over. I really missed Sean, but we hadn't been calling as often lately. My classes went well, I was getting good grades. A bunch of the football players and other athletes were recruited to be in the musical. They could sing ok and they looked good on stage. I got to know some of them and we discovered that we could actually be friends, even though we had different interests. Before I knew it, junior year as over. Next Fall, I'll be a senior in high school. I turn 18 this summer, I'm almost a man! Life is really good. I'm not sure what I'll do all summer. Maybe I can go visit Sean, if he asks me to. Maybe Dad and I can go camping to a secluded spot where we can be alone together. Who knows? [END PART TWELVE] Tim Hubbard, timmywriteshot@gmail.com Timmy's adventures are moving. The next part of his life involves hot high school boy sex and will be published under the Category: High School. 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