Date: Mon, 4 Dec 2023 13:37:03 -0800 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Steven the Good Scout (Gay/Adult Youth, oral anal, b/mMMM) Adult Youth, oral anal, b/mMMM This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a consenting youth other youths and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Stevent the GoodScout By Wolf When I was so naive and innocent, I was too dumb to know how little I was aware of. I was a freckle faced, redheaded skinny kid. My parents insisted that I join the Catholic Youth Organization (CYO) and become a Scout. Our parish is in northwest of St, Louis, Missouri. I joined the Cub Scout when I entered the first grade. One of the youth ministers was our Cub Master and one boy's mother was our Den Leader. She saw to it that we did all the requirements to earn our ranks as soon as possible every year and earn arrow points to sew under our Bobcat, Wolf, and Bear Ranks. When we were nine-years-old we entered Webelos Den (We'll Be Loyal Scouts) and we had an adult male Den Leader for the next two years, a Boy Scout Den Chief. In the Webelos we got to do some camping occasionally with the Boy Scout Troop. The first time we went on a campout. We were camping on a beach alongside the Swain Lake, on the Mississippi River. The beach on Swan Lake had a lot of recreational things to occupy visitors; they had rope swings, pontoon square decks anchored out in different spots, snack bar, surfboard & Jon boat rentals, free weights, playground monkey bars, fire rings, BBQ grills, showers, wading pool for tots, and a pavilion which had combos (bands) on Friday thru Sundays, day & night. Also, an arcade with 4-5 pinball games, etc. This was in the late 60's, my dad was in Vietnam at the time. It was really-cool and full of pervs. I soon learned that the arcade was a spot for hooking up with perves. We had a great time swimming in the river, and the Den Chief played with me. He swam underwater between my legs and had me straddle his neck and lock my feet behind his back while we wrestled other members of the den mounted that way in the lake. Later that evening by the time we finished eating it was getting dark and we built a fire to make Smores. We sang foolish songs and performed skits. The Den Chief invited me to sleep in his tent. I felt very special, being befriended by the Den Chief. When we got in the tent, we started removing our clothes. He even took off his underwear. (I didn't want to look like a child in front of him, so I took off my underwear too.) We lay on top of the sleeping bag and he started masturbating himself. I couldn't take my eyes off-of his cock. His cock was as big as any adult I had ever seen before, and he had dark brown pubic hair above his cock. He asked me if I would like to touch it. I reached out and felt the velvet soft head, he removed his hand and I wrapped my hand around the shaft and started masturbating him, the way he had been doing. Eventually, I felt his cock jerk and he squired white gobs of cum up into the air and they landed on his belly and some ran down his hand to pool in the pubic hair at the base. I soon learned by swimming or playing at the waters' edge by myself, I'd attract the attention of horny gay teens or men. They would lure me out into the water and start rubbing on me, throwing me, chicken fights, etc. I would trust them to take me deep where I had to wrap my legs around their body to keep my head above water. We would rub our cocks on each other till I got my tingles or they came. It felt so fucking good. I think I first came out there with some old guy for the first time. They would take my feet and put one in their trunks and have me rub them till they came. Or, have me put my big toe in their asshole, since I refused to use my fingers. They would finger me till I was sore. They of course loved to suck and lick my feet and hands and dick of course. I was amazed how big, meaty, and how hard their dicks became. Some were as bald as me as they shaved their pubes. I would try to suck them but was never any good at it. Another position I loved was when they would try to fuck me but I would start to yell, but I loved when they rubbed their dicks up and down my ass valley until they came. Finally, one night after they slipped me some kind of pain killer, one guy was able to get his dick inside of me. It had used lubricant or something, I was passing out. He fingered me for like an hour, over and over my junior G- spot, then in about 5 ft of water he fucked the dog shit out of me. Then another guy had me. Prior to this, like during the winter, I was being molested by my Scout leaders, priest, and a parish council member. They wanted to fuck me too, but never did. They did convince me to shove things up my ass to stretch my asshole and that I did grow to like it. Frozen hot dogs, markers, fingers, icicles, hairbrushes, and cucumbers. Sooooo, my ass was kind of conditioned to receive and I did, the summer of '66. I was sore as hell for a week. Used a whole tube of Prep H on my asshole. My mom wanted to take me to the doctor but I said no way. So, it got around and within a week I had old men wanting to pay for ass. I did for a couple of the nice ones. I began fucking in the river with cool water as a lube and coolant helped me and made me a bottom boy. Even today I love to fuck facing away while my partner gives me a reach-around hand-job is the best. Fucking or fooling around in public is a rush, and I know a bunch of eyes were on me and when we were out in the water. Everytime I go swimming or to a lake, or beach today, I get extremely horny and head for the showers or outhouse piss shacks to see if I can hook up. But that's another story. Our Pack meetings were held in the recreation room of the church. When my Den bridged over from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts, I was 11-years-old. As part of my graduation the youth minister took me into the equipment room and pulled out his cock and had me kneel before him and had me suck his cock until he squirted his cum into my mouth. After I had swallowed his-cum he introduced me to the Troop Scoutmaster and the priest that was our confessor. The Scout Master pulled out his cock and I sucked him off under the watchful eye of the priest. When I finished swallowing his-cum, the priest pulled up his hassock to expose his own cock, and I sucked him off. I became a valued member of the Boy Scout Troop. I learned that my fellow Boy Scouts were all members of a group that had the same interest in sex. I happened to be in a local book store and slipped into the adult room and was reading gay paperback books when I noticed a tall man that looked to be in his fifties, He was a handsome-men with graying hair. He was wearing a sports shirt and pressed pants. I liked the looks of the man. I eventually returned the book to the shelf and exited the store. I was walking towards home when a late model big Cadillac convertible pulled over next to me and that old man asked me if he could give me a lift someplace. I thanked him and got into his car. He said: "I saw what you were reading and bought the book for you. Are you interested in sex with older men?" I responded with a simple: "Yes!" He asked: "Do you happen to know of a quiet place where we wouldn't be interrupted?" I said: "I do know of such a place." I gave him directions to an old park west of town. When we pulled into the parking lot, I pointed out a dirt service road. We followed the road for about half a mile. I told him to stop among the trees and led him through the trees to an old wooden picnic table next to an old brick barbeque pit. I took him by the hand and led him to the table and hugged him and he leaned down to kiss me. I placed my hand on his crotch and gave his cock a squeeze to confirm that he had a raging boner. Having confirmed that he was well hung with a hard-on I unfastened my jeans and dropped my pants and underwear. I leaned over the table presenting my white butt the old man. He unfastened his own pants and pulled a nice cock out of his boxer shorts. He placed his hands on my butt and spread the cheeks and slowly inserted his cock into my asshole. Once he had pressed his pubic bone against my butt and satisfied that I could handle his adult cock he fucked me hard and fast like the Bitch that I am. I even had an orgasm and squirted cum onto the table because his cock had been rubbing my prostate. After he came in my ass I knelt on the grass and took hold of his cock and sucked his cock clean, while I clung to his hips he even was able to have a second orgasm and cum in my mouth. When I finished swallowing his cum, we pulled up our pants and returned to his car. We talked to each other as he drove me home. I learned that he was the Air Force Colonel in charge of the Whiteman Air Force Base just southwest of town. He asked me who had taught me about sex and I told him that I was a good Boy Scout and the leaders of my Pack and Troop had taught me how to enjoy sex with older men. He told me that he would like to meet my Leaders. I told him when and where our Troop meeting was. I kissed him before I got out of his car and didn't expect to ever see him again. That Thursday I arrived at the church in uniform early as usual. I was thrilled to see the big Cadillac convertible in the parking lot. He was dressed in his dress blue uniform and I had a few minutes to talk to him before the priest, parish elder, Scoutmaster, and Assistant Scoutmasters arrived. I introduced him to my leaders, and he told them that he had met me earlier that week and was impressed with my training. He offered to give our Troop a tour of the base and planes on the base. He stayed to observe our meeting and talk to our leaders during the meeting. When the meeting ended, he stayed to become part of the party afterwards. The Cornol fucked my ass while the scoutmaster fucked my mouth. I do love being spit roasted. During the weekend we spent on the base and spent the night sleeping in the bachelor officer's quarters we had a great time sliding up and down the waxed halls while wearing our socks. Several officers took advantage of the opportunity of so many willing scouts to use their mouths and assholes. Some of them used pain killers like Sedatives, NyQuil or Valium or topical ointment like Benzocaine were commonly used that night. Several of the scouts were walking bowlegged the next morning. It was even discussed about future visits to the base. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf74@gmail.com If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available.