Msg#: 2541 *FANTASY*
05-31-92 09:29:58
From: PHIL SAVAGE
  To: ADRIC (Rcvd)
Subj: REPLY TO MSG# 964 (BSA)

Well, I've never been a Boy Scout, but I'll share an incident from
summer in New Hampshire.

One day when I was 12 or 13 I was out in the woods by myself and
decided to climb a big tree to find out how far I could see.  And
after I had been up there for a few minutes, I heard voices talking
and branches crackling and they were coming my way.  Then pretty
soon I saw two guys, both about 15 or 16, who I'd seen around, but
they were seniors and I was a middler.

Anyhow they looked around to see if anyone was there and then
started feeling each other up.  And pretty soon they took off their
clothes and started stroking each other's bodies and cocks, which
were hard and, I thought, huge, only they were probably average for
their age.

I was scared to death sitting up there and afraid they'd look up or
I'd cough or something.  And as time went on I got more and more
uncomfortable both from my position in the three and because my
pint-sized weenie was so hard and uncomfortable it was hurting.

They took turns licking and sucking on each other's cocks and balls
and finally they stood side by side, knees bent, hips thrust
forward, hands flying and I could hear them grunt as they came and
came.  And pretty soon afterwards they were laughing and joking as
they wiped their hands off on the leaves, got dressed, and left.

I creaked down from the tree - my muscles were so sore I could
hardly move - and went back to camp trying to make sure they
wouldn't see me. Both of them were big for their age and had a mean
look about them, and I was scared shitless they'd find out I'd
spied on them and god knew what they might do to me.

In fact, of course, they never knew.  And I never told anyone.  But
I'd see them at all-camp events and waiting outside the dining hall
before meals. And I couldn't look at them without seeing them
naked, with those big 'boners' and that bush of hair.  And they
haunted me in my bed at night - as they still do, sometimes.

I think that incident was the one that pushed me over the edge
sexually.

Were you a scout?  I can imagine scenes in the woods on those
hikes, skinny-dipping with a curious friend, nights bedded down
under the stars in pup tents so small that not touching was
impossible.   Phil. ---