Date: Sat, 18 Aug 2018 14:04:42 +0000 (UTC) From: Bay Area Guy Subject: Learning from Boy Scouts - Chapter 3 Learning from Boy Scouts Chapter 3 If you are financially able to do so, please consider donating to Nifty.org to keep this amazing resource alive! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ************************************* My next Boy Scout campout was in October, over the long Columbus Day weekend. Our Boy Scout troop had weekly meetings every Monday at the local Baptist church, but there was never a chance to fool around. So it wasn't until the Columbus Day campout that I got to experiment a little further. The October campout was at the large Boy Scout campground where summer camp was held, about an hour from our town. I had hoped that I would get to bunk with Mikey again, but I was assigned to a tent with two other kids my age, Jamelle and a skinny white kid named Frank whom I didn't know very well. Our patrol put our tents up together in a circle, and I was happy to see that Mikey's tent was nearby. I'm not sure what I thought might happen, but I thought maybe I could sneak into his tent or something. As it turned out, I had fun that first night even without Mikey. After dinner and some time around the campfire, everyone left to turn in. Jamelle, Frank, and I went to our tent, supposedly to go to bed, but none of us were tired. We stripped down to our briefs and climbed into our sleeping bags. My sleeping bag was in the middle, with Jamelle on my left and Frank on my right. We were quiet for a while, laying in the dark, then Jamelle said, "Let's play truth or dare!" "Sure," Frank and I quickly agreed. I'd played truth or dare with friends at sleepovers before, and I knew that for a group of adolescent boys truth or dare was a chance to get a little raunchy. I was immediately excited by the prospect. "I'll go first," Jamelle said. "Josh. Truth or dare?" "Truth," I said. "Do you jerk off?" he asked and giggled. I didn't hesitate. "Like pretty much every day," I said, which had become the truth since the campout in September. After Mikey had shown me how to jerk off correctly, using my hand and some lotion so that it didn't leave my dick sore and it just felt great, I'd been jerking off every day, sometimes more than once. In fact, I'd become a real horn dog. I jerked off every chance I got, remembering the fun I'd had with Mikey and fantasizing about other things we could do together. To be honest, I also jerked off sometimes thinking about some of the other guys in the troop, including Jamelle. I sometimes thought back on when we'd pissed together, when Jamelle had tried to piss on me, and I developed a fantasy about him pissing on me and getting me soaked with his piss while I jerked off. Just thinking about that fantasy, I immediately got hard. "My turn," I said. "Frank, truth or dare?" Frank was kind of a quiet kid, small for his age, but cute. He had reddish hair and freckles and little dimples in his cheeks when he smiled. "Um É truth," he said. "Do YOU ever jerk off?" I asked. I thought that maybe he hadn't started to develop yet. "Yes," he whispered. "It feels good." Frank definitely seemed a bit nervous playing this game. There was a pause, then Jamelle said, "Your turn, Frank." "Okay, um, Jamelle, truth or dare?" "Dare!" he said. "Um," Frank thought about it. "Show us your penis," he said. "My PEE-nis?" Jamelle laughed. "Nobody says penis. It's called a cock, dude! Or a dick!" He shimmied out his sleeping back and lay back. He grabbed his flashlight with one hand and shined it on his briefs, which were bright red with a white waistband and white trim. Then with his other hand he pulled his briefs down until his hard cock popped out. Clearly, Jamelle was excited by the game too. "Nice, huh?" he said, and flexed his cock a couple of times so that it went up and down. His cock was skinny but pretty long for a kid our age. I noticed that it was just a little lighter than his caramel skin, but still lighter in color than my pinkish white cock. He turned off the flashlight and tucked his hard cock back into his briefs. "Okay, Frank, truth or dare?" "Dare," he said. "Take off your underpants and step outside the tent naked." "What?!" Frank cried. "You gotta do it, dude," Jamelle said. "You do," I said. "That's the rules." "Okay, okay," Frank said. He got out of his sleeping bag and stood at the door. He unzipped the tent and stood there for a second preparing. Then, quick as a flash, all in one motion, he stripped off his briefs, jumped out of the tent, then jumped back in. We didn't even get a good look at his bare body, just a flash of his bare ass. He couldn't have been outside for more than a second, but he technically met the dare. He quickly pulled his briefs back on and jumped back into his sleeping bag. "Okay, new rule," Jamelle said. He got a wicked look on his face. "Anybody who won't do a dare has to suck the cock of the guy who asked." "Okay," we agreed. I liked the direction the game was turning. "My turn," Frank said. "Truth or dare, Jamelle?" " "Truth," Jamelle said. "Lick Josh's cock," Frank said without any hesitation. He was clearly starting to get into the spirit of the game. "Dude, noÉ" Jamelle said. I unzipped and opened my sleeping bag. "You gotta do it, man," I said. I pulled my hard cock out of my briefs. "Okay, okay," Jamelle said. He reluctantly inched his face toward me, while I raised my hips up a bit so that my hard cock stood straight up. In a quick motion, Jamelle bent down and flicked my dick with his tongue. He smacked his lips. "Not so bad," he said. I tucked my cock back into my briefs. "Now my turn," he said. "Frank, truth or dare?" "Um, truth," he said. "Nah, come on, you gotta do a dare," Jamelle said. "Truth is boring." "Okay, dare, then," Frank said. "Put your dick in Josh's mouth," he said. "What?" Frank and I both said. "Put your dick in josh's mouth," he said. "You gotta do it." "Hey, that's not fair," I said, not because I really objected, but just because I knew that I was supposed to object. "You know you want it, Josh," Jamelle said. He wasn't being mean. He was just stating the truth. "Come on Frank." Frank climbed out of his sleeping bag. Rather than just taking his dick out, he pulled his underpants all the way off. He turned around, so Jamelle and I got a good look at his cock for the first time in the dim light of the tent. "Damn, Frank!" Jamelle said. "You got a big cock!" It was true. Frank's cock wasn't big by adult standards, but for a kid our age, it was impressive. It was about as long as Jamelle's but quite a bit thicker. He shrugged. "Okay, now stick it in Josh's mouth," he said. He scooted over to me, and I bent forward and took his dick in my mouth. I ran my mouth up and down his shaft a couple of times. "Ohhhh," Frank moaned. "You've done that before," Jamelle laughed. "Maybe," I said coyly. I sucked on Frank's cock a bit more. "That's nice," Frank said. I kept sucking up and down his cock. "Do me," Jamelle said. "I want to see how it feels." Jamelle stripped out of his briefs. I stopped sucking Frank and leaned over to Jamelle's side of the tent and took his dick in my mouth. I moved my mouth up and down slowly. "Fuck, dude. That feels amazing." Jamelle seemed to enjoy it, so I kept sucking him. Frank scrambled over from his side of the tent to get a better view. "Doesn't it taste weird?" Frank asked. I lifted my mouth off Jamelle's cock for a second. "Nah." "Doesn't is taste like piss?" Frank asked. "No," I said. "It's okay." "Dude, don't stop," Jamelle said, and he took his hand and pushed my head back onto his cock. I went back to sucking him. "Let me try," Frank said. I pulled off, and Frank put his mouth on Jamelle's dick. "Ow," Jamelle said, and Frank pulled off. "Don't stop," Jamelle said. "Just don't use your teeth." Frank tried Jamelle's dick again, going up and down a few times. Jamelle put his hand onto Frank's head and guided it down further on his cock. Since Frank was busy with Jamelle, I slid down and set to work on Frank's dick. I licked up and down the shaft and then took his balls in my mouth one at a time. Frank moaned, with Jamelle's dick still in his mouth. I looked up and could see that Jamelle was in ecstasy. He was holding Frank's head in his hands and started pumping up and down into his mouth. I started sucking on Frank's dick, as I had learned to do with Mikey. His dick was almost as big as Mikey's, and definitely as thick. I ran my hand up Frank's skinny body and pinched his nipple that made him jump. I then reached over and felt Jamelle's body. I reached and grabbed his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze as he moved Frank's mouth up and down on his cock. "Shi-i-i-it!" Jamelle sighed. "Dude, you're gonna make me shoot!" Frank tried to pull off of Jamelle's dick, but Jamelle held his head tight and pumped faster into his mouth. I increased my speed working on Frank's dick. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Jamelle cried and shot into Frank's mouth. At the same time, without warning, Frank started to shoot into my mouth. I kept sucking and swallowed as he filled my mouth with six shots of nice warm cum. Frank jumped up and ran to the door of the tent. He opened the tent flap enough to stick his head out. He spit out the mouthful of cum. "That's gross, man!" he said as he came back in and zipped the door closed again. "I kind of like it," I said and smacked my lips. "You swallowed it?" Jamelle said. "Cool." He seemed impressed. "That felt so fucking good," Jamelle said. "What did you think, Frank?" Frank sighed and lay back on his bed. "I don't know about sucking. But it felt amazing to get sucked." "Where'd you learn to do that?" Jamelle asked me. "Mikey showed me on the last campout." "Nice!" Jamelle said. We were quiet for a bit, then Jamelle said, a bit timidly. "Um, can I try it?" Without hesitation, I stripped off my briefs and lay back. Jamelle leaned over, shyly reached out his tongue, and touched my dick. He licked it a couple of times, kind of like an ice cream cone. "Go ahead and suck it," I said, so he carefully put his mouth over my dick and moved it down. He went up and down on my cock a few times. "That's it, baby," I said. I ran my fingers through his curly hair. I didn't push his head down but let him do the work. "You got it, Jamelle. That feels good." Jamelle set into a rhythm sucking up and down. Frank moved to be closer to the action. He reached his hand over and felt my balls and the base of my cock. "That feels good, Frank. Give my balls a little squeeze." Frank squeezed my balls, a little too hard, making me jump. "Woah! Not so hard, bud," I said. Frank squeezed again a little more gently, and it felt good. "Come here," I said, and pulled Frank up to me until we were face to face. I took his face in my hands and planted a kiss on his lips. He pulled back, but I pulled him to me and kissed him harder, reaching my tongue into his mouth. He relaxed and started to kiss me back. It was amazing to kiss somebody while someone else was sucking on my cock. Jamelle was clearly starting to enjoy what he was doing, and as Frank and I kissed, I reached down and grabbed Frank's cock, which was rock hard again. I stroked Frank while we kissed hard, and I felt myself getting close. "I'm cumming!" I shouted all at once and laid back. I thought that Jamelle would pull off, but he kept sucking me, and I shot in his mouth. Four, five, six, seven shots. "Damn!" I said. Jamelle swallowed. "Not so bad," he said. "I think it's gross," Frank said. "Too slimy." We all laid back and just caught our breath for a minute. "Fuck, boys! That was fun!" Jamelle said, as he lay back. "Best game of truth or dare I've ever played!" I said. It was quiet for a moment. "I've never done anything like that," Frank whispered. "But it was fun, wasn't it?" Jamelle said. "Yes," Frank admitted. "It was fun." We all pulled our briefs back on and climbed inside our sleeping bags again. "Dudes," Jamelle said. "We're gonna have a fun weekend!" I lay in my sleeping bag thinking about all the fun that was ahead over the next three days. I'd have to tell Mikey what happened. Maybe he would join us next time, I thought as I drifted off to sleepÉ