Date: Sun, 06 Apr 2003 01:19:39 -0500 From: Ryan Scott Subject: Scouting For Friends part 1 Scouting for Friends By Ryan Scott Everything in the following story is based on actual events, this story contains sexual situations between boys. The same old rules apply, if you shouldn't be reading this, then don't. Before I get into the Story, I thought I would describe myself a little. At 14, I was in pretty good shape, fair skinned with Reddish Blond hair, and blue eyes. Around 5-9 140 pounds. I'd like to give you a better picture, so think of Jonathan Bradis from the TV show Seaquest. I had started puberty early at the age of 10, and well to tell you the truth, that made things very difficult for me. It kind of sucked to be going through that stuff two years before most of my friends, and I really had no clue what was going on. I discovered jerking off totally by accident in the shower when I was 10. I think for about 2 years, every time I shot a load, I thought I must be doing something destructive to myself to make that white stuff to come out my dick, but it felt to good to stop. I also had my first experience when I was 10, with another boy that was also 10. I slept over his house one night. We just felt each other up really good for a couple hours; we were both too young to know about anything else. I didn't really get the chance to know him well, because my family moved shortly after that, but that one night changed my life. I never looked at any of my friends the same way after that. Of course, I think I would have figured it out anyway, but it was so intense for me that I had to try it again. Anyway, that is not what this story is really about. It is just a small part of it. This story tries to capture a moment in time, A time for me when things could get no better. The Characters Ryan Age 14, That's me, the Author, The voice of reason. Justin Age 14, The Scoutmasters son, and basically a natural leader Todd Age 13, A close friend of mine, and the class clown George Age 14, Mostly a trouble maker, Loved to cause conflicts Darrin Age 12, My good friend, Justin B. is his Idol Chad Age 12, A good kid, but a little crazy, loves getting attention David Age 11, Introverted, but hung in there and changed. Rob Age 11, A good kid, always trying to impress. Evan Age 11, Mommies boy, Had to learn the politics of scouting. Mike Age 11, a poor kid, greasy hair, thinks he is tuff Mr. B Age 42, baby boomer, Great sense of humor, Tuff love. Mr. P Age 43, Down to earth, laid back. Well liked Introduction I moved to Elmer when I was 11, I don't think Elmer is like most places people think of in this decade. Yes, things are still modern, but I kind of think of it as a modern Mayberry (The Andy Grifth Show). It is a town that is only 2 miles Square, and everyone knows everyone. The average High School class has about 180 kids. I came from a lower middle class town, and this was an upper middle class town so it was hard for me to fit in. I met a kid my age that lived a couple doors down from my house; his name was Todd. After about 3 months, we had become pretty good friends. My experimenting continued with Todd. Todd was kind of a chubby kid, I guess mostly baby fat, but also a good athlete. For about the first year that we were friends, we spent most of our time together. I introduced him to jerking off, and we did it together every now and then, But Todd didn't really stay interested in that kind of thing for very long, but we were still best friends. My parents found out that a new Scout Troop was forming in the town. I talked Todd into joining with me. I had been in Boy Scouts for a year before I moved. I was the only one that had already earned some badges and rank. This made me the default leader of the group. It wasn't so bad, because that didn't really mean too much in the beginning. Anyway, This is when I was introduced to Justin, the scoutmaster's son, and his best friend George. Justin probably was the most fearless, and he would fight anyone. He had everyone's respect in the troop and everyone liked him. The best description I could give you of him is he kind of looked and dressed like young Kurt Cobain. Now don't get me wrong, he was nothing like Kurt Cobain, he just looked like him. George acted like a real tuff guy, but he was all mouth unless he had someone backing him. It was just the 4 of us in the beginning. Things started off slow, but we slowly all became good friends, and soon there were many more kids our age in the Troop. By the time we reached the age of 14, Justin, George, Todd, and I were the only older guys left in the Troop. I don't know if every other Scout Troop was like ours. I imagine that they were. If a troop is run right, the adults have little to do other than supervision. It is surprisingly a lot like a military situation. Think of the Scoutmaster as the General. He has meetings with the senior officers and the agenda is passed down though the chain of command. All the boys in charge were responsible for the boys under them. Our troop may have been slightly different though. We were a new troop, just formed. The oldest boys in our group were 14, and we were the senior officers. By this time the troop was up to about 25 members. It is no accident that the troop was growing so fast. Because of our outstanding scoutmaster, we went on more trips than any other scout troop in the area. It wasn't long till we had 40 kids and there was a waiting list to get into our troop. Scouting can be a strong family. As you will see in my story, It is a lot of fun. Of course this is written from my viewpoint as one of the older boys in the troop, so it may not sound so fun for everyone, but it is. The younger guys have their own groups, and it doesn't take long before they are the older boys. One advantage the younger guys had was that no matter how they were treated in the Scouts, once they were apart of the family, they had nothing to worry about in school. We stuck together, and we would stop any threat to anyone that was in our family. I can recall on many occasions using the strength of our group to protect each other and all of the younger guys. Part 1 This was going to be my second year going to summer camp, but this year we were going out of state. We were getting one of the best sights in the camp right on the waterfront at the lake. It would be a two-day trip to get to the camp. The first night, we were stopping at a state park and camping over night, then we would be staying for a week at the camp. Both George and Todd would not be on this trip, because they were involved in summer soccer. I was kind of glad, because this would give me some time to get to know some of the newer guys. George and Todd will come back into the story later. We arrived at the park. It was nice, as we were ridding up the dirt road towards a huge lake, there were only a few other people with camps set up. We found a spot next to the lake to set up our camp. When we arrived it was already pretty late, I had talked Justin into letting Darrin Bring his radio, we were only allowed to bring one. Darrin had brought it to one of the meetings. It was a nice heavy-duty radio with plenty of volume. I knew if he brought it, that it would mean Justin would want him close to us. Darrin was brand new to our troop, he had only been in a couple months, but the first time I saw him I knew we would become friends. This trip would be one of the first chances I had to get to know him better. I told Justin that I would be tenting with David, and since Darrin had the radio, Justin tented with him. As we all got done preparing our personal tents, David, being the assistant senior patrol leader was asked to get everyone together and set up the dinning fly. David was one of the newer guys in the troop. He was going to have a hard time adjusting to this group. Every boy in this troop was from Elmer, and they all went to the same school. David was new and the only guy from another town. His mother had heard that our troop was very active and she though it would be good for him. I could see he was in trouble right away. All the new guys always got a hard time, and something about David attracted George's attention right away. Me on the other hand, I knew David wouldn't last long with George on his back. David was kind of a quite kid, but definitely had a mind of his own. He was not going to bow down to George, but at the same time, there was no way he could handle George. I knew if I didn't step in that David would be quitting. I liked David right away, He kept to himself a lot, but he was a good looking kid, a small clean cut Italian looking kid with thick brown hair and brown eyes. The only actor I can think of that kind of resembles him is Taran Noah Smith who plays Mark Taylor on Home Improvements. Not when he was younger on the show, but after he started to grow up a little. He attached himself to me pretty quickly, and I became protective of him. I kept an eye on him the best I could, but George still pushed him over the edge sometimes, even to the point of making him cry. David wasn't one to cry, but he had a hot temper, and when he got mad, he would get red in the face and start tearing up. Once George saw that, it was like a moth to a flame. David had advanced pretty fast in rank, and was elected to his surprise as Assistant Senior Patrol Leader. It was not a good place for him because now he had to tell other kids what to do, and he had not earned any respect yet. Well, through the whole process of putting up the dinning fly all the boys were riding David, making fun of him wile he was barking out orders. It finely started to get to him, and he started turning a bright crimson red. I could see that he was about to lose it and start crying, so I told Justin to take charge and I walked up and I grabbed him by the arm and walked him out of the campsite. I remembered what it was like to be put in charge without respect, George had ridden me really hard when I started as the Senior Patrol Leader. I took David for about an hour walk, and calmed him down. We found a nice trail that went into the woods and just started walking. I put my arm around his shoulder as we were walking, "Dude, don't let them get to you like that, Once they see they have you, they'll just ride you till you snap" "I know, I should have never been put in charge, I told Mr. B. that I didn't want this job, but he keeps telling me I need to hold out because I need this to advance in rank" "He has seen this before, I got treated the same way when I first got put in charge" "You? I can't imagine anyone getting to you" "Hell yea, "George is enough of a prick to get to anyone" He used to try and lay the blame for everything on me. "Made me feel like a real jack ass sometimes." "What did you do?" "I had to prove to him that I was willing to kick his ass, He is still a jerk off, but since I have earned Justin's respect, he doesn't give me to much trouble anymore. We just tolerate each other" "George is my biggest problem. I wouldn't have any problem with these kids if it wasn't for him" "Well listen, he isn't here, and by the end of this week, I am going to have Justin liking you, anyone that I take on as a friend Justin will respect." "He doesn't understand why I took you as my tent partner, but by the end of this trip, both you and Darrin will have some new friends" "once Justin has respect for you, George will stop f--king with you". We came to a small clearing with a large stump sticking out of the ground. We both sat down and continued to talk. For the first time David really got comfortable with me and he opened up and let me see a side of him that I hadn't see before. He had a lot of confidence, but he had been so intimidated he had not shown it. I had noticed it when we played sports in the troop that every now and then he would get so involved in a game that he would forget to be intimidated by the older guys. I knew he would come out of his shell, and I knew from this point on that we were going to be really good friends. By the time we got back to the site, The dinning fly was up and there was food cooking on the propane burners. All the other boys were out in the field playing football. Mr. B. called me over and David made his way to the tent "Everything all right?" Mr. B. asked me "Yes, you remember what it was like for me when I was senior patrol leader" I replied. "Yes, he want's to quite even worse than you did" "He'll be alright. It just takes a wile to get respect. Especially since he has older boys to deal with, It's going to take a couple months, and it won't be easy" "Well, just keep on encouraging him" "I'll do my best" I headed over to the tent where David was and poked my head in. "Come on David, Let's get into the game. David and me entered the game; I went on to Chad's team and took over as quarterback. Chad and I were already friends. Chad wasn't the typical kid that I would usually pick for a friend. He was a little wild, but even though he didn't show it too much, he did have a sensitive side, and I was one person he chose to share that with. Chad was one of the most crazy, wild, wound up 12 year olds you ever met. If three people tried to hold him down they would have a hard time. If I had to pick someone he looked like it would be David Gallagher (Simon) from the show seventh heaven. I guess out of all of my relationships, Chad was one that doesn't fit in. For one, he is not really my type. Blonde hair blue eyes. I usually like dark haired guys. But he was beautiful. A nice swimmers body and a nice face. I guess what got me started with Chad is that he was always so horny. You know how it is. There is always one in the group like this. I think the kid had a hard on every day all day. And he wasn't afraid to tell everyone about it. Chad was like a punching bag for the older guys in the troop. He would not listen to anything they said and he liked the attention he was getting even though he was getting beat up. This is where I come in. The one who would keep the other guys from pounding his brains in. Although, he liked it so much that I even had to join in on the beatings sometimes. It didn't take Chad but about a year to get accepted into the older boys group. Of course anyone that I took under my wing would soon be accepted. I started to spend a lot of time with Chad out side of scouts. Chad had some problems, like an abusive father. I would see marks on him a lot and I asked him about it. He told me that it was from his father. His father joined the troop when Chad did. He was an assistant scoutmaster. You would never believe this guy could be abusive, he was a pretty cool guy. Chad really appreciated that I was concerned about him and I think I am the only person he ever talked to in a serious way. Of course it would only be a matter of time before it was he and I as tent buddies. I did not even hesitate to do something with him. The first night we were in the same tent I jerked him off to completion and he did the same to me. He didn't have any pubic hair yet and he was about 4 inches, but he was able to produce cum. The next day he was going around telling everyone how he got wet the night before. It made me a bit nervous, but of course no one listened to him because he was always saying things like that. We got together 3 or 4 more times after that, Then he hit puberty and everything stopped for a while. I have found this to be a common thing for boys. Don't ask me why, but I guess it has something to do with a boy becoming sexually aware. Anyway, after about a year he was willing to do some things again and was even pretty aggressive about it. He had a good bit of pubic hair and His dick grew to about 5-1/2 inches. There is one summer I particularly remember with Chad. He was now 14 and his problems with his father were at a peek. His parents separated that summer, and his mother worked, so we had his house to ourselves most of the summer. He told me on more than one occasion that if he had a chance he would beat his father with a baseball bat, but also he had become suicidal that summer. He was telling me that he wanted to die, and that he came close to doing it a couple times. I knew there were loaded guns in his house, and I took him seriously. Needless to say that I spent nearly every day that summer over his house. I was worried about him. I imagine that there could have been more than physical abuse from his father. I found though relatives of theirs that his father had been in trouble more than once for sexual crimes in his youth. I spent a hell of a lot of time with Chad that summer. He was relying on me to be there for him. One day he presented me with a cassette tape, and told me that it was his suicide note. I told him that I wanted to hear what was on it. He seemed to get really nervous but agreed that he would let me hear it. He put the tape in and started to play it, "My name is Chad, and I am 14 years old" He stopped the tape and pulled it out. "I can't," he said to me. "I want you to hear it, but I can't" "Chad, It is up to you, but you have to promise me that you won't do anything stupid, I don't like the Idea of you having this tape" "I don't know totally what is bothering you, but don't be stupid. You have a lot of friends, and they all care about you" I know you want to punish your father, But don't be so stupid that punish all of your friends." Later that day when it was time for me to go, I went into his room and picked up the tape, and put it in my pocket. I wanted to see what his reaction would be. Chad instantly got a panicked look in his eyes and desperately tried to get the tape away from me. But I soon realized that he was not truly fighting me, he wanted me to take the tape. It was his way of letting me know there was something serious on it. I made my way to the door, and then he stopped fighting me. I walked out, and I was surprised when he did not follow. I thought to myself, "there is something wrong here" I started to think that maybe he wanted me to take the tape so he could kill himself. He wanted me to be the first person to hear it. I turned around and walked back into the house. He heard me come in and he walked towards me. I held up the tape and he stopped. "Do you really want people to know what is on this tape?" I asked him as I held it up. He shook his head no. I through the tape at him and he caught it. Then I said, "Take that tape and erase what ever is on it, what ever it is, it is not worth your life" He nodded at me, then I turned and went back out the door. I have to say it killed me not to listen to that tape. I was so dam curious to what it was. All of my suspicions about Chad's dad might have been answered. I wanted so badly to hear what it was. I probably even could have gotten him to sit with me and listen to it, but I knew that it would have been something that once done, it could not be taken back. I don't know if he could have dealt with knowing that someone else knew his secret. It was better at least for now that he kept that secret. That whole summer Chad and me also spent time playing basketball with two Brothers, Jim and Chris, that lived next store to Chad. I became a very good friend with them also. Jim was the youngest, Chad's age, and Chris was my age. Jim became really close to Chad and me that summer. Unfortunately, Jim was killed in a freak accident at the beginning of the school year. Jim had been in one of my study halls, and I was having a great time hanging with him every day. He was one of the funniest people I ever met. It was so strange to go to study hall and see the space at the table where he used to sit. No one sat there for the rest of the school year, that chair was for Jim and no one would disrespect him by sitting in it. Everyone loved Jim, there was over 500 people at his funeral, but I think that Jim's death was what snapped Chad to his senses. He realized what I had done for him over that summer. Chad stopped thinking of his own problems for a wile. Jim's family loved Chad. Jim was the youngest in the family, he had 3 older brothers, and Jim had been the glue that held that family together. Chad made it a point to go and see them whenever he could, and to help out any way he could. Jim's death was also very devastating to me. He was the first person that I really loved that died. It took me a good six months to even start to get over it. I never looked at death the same after that. I learned to accept death as a part of life. Jim's parents also loved me. I continued to spend a lot of time with Chris and the family after Jim's death. When I graduated from high school, I was the first to receive the yearly memorial scholarship in Jim's name. I know that Jim's parents made sure that I was the one to receive it, and I was completely shocked at graduation when my name was called. I think the last time Chad and I did something sexually was later that year. He stayed over my house one night and he slept on the floor next to my bed. He was close to the bed, so after the lights were out for a while, I reached down and found his hard dick waiting for me. I took his hand and guided it up to my dick and we fondled each other for a while. Then I made a little pulling motion on his arm and he got up and into the bed with me. He rolled on top of me and started thrusting his dick into my pubic area. I was enjoying his aggressiveness and I was also thrusting my dick into him from the bottom. It wasn't long till he blew a nice load on my stomach. It actually was the first time that I had someone do that to me. It was a really cool feeling to feel that warm puddle forming on my stomach, and I was dying to shoot mine. I guess he wasn't in the best of moods that night, because he wasn't going to help me finish. He got back down on the floor and left me there with his load on my stomach. Boy did that piss me off! But I used the gift he gave me and jerked off with his cum. I am pretty sure he is Bi, but he would only be with a guy if things were just right. He started discovering girls and we stopped hanging around together so much, but we still remained friends. He joined the navy when he was 17 and I haven't seen him since, however, I heard when he came home from basic training that he got in a fight with his father and beat him up pretty good. In my mind I cheered for him when I heard this, he finely broke the fear he had of his father. Sorry I got so sidetracked with Chad, but I thought it would be a good story to tell. Now lets get back to the main story. So I went On Chad's Team, Justin wanted David on his team because Justin knew he was a good receiver. We had a good game going for about an hour. There were so many touchdowns that we stopped keeping score. It really didn't matter. We were playing tackle football, and having a good time just pounding each other. My team had the ball, and as I through my next pass to Chad, Mr. B. yelled for us to come to eat. Chad paused when he heard Mr. B., and Justin tackled Chad pretty hard, and the next thing I know I see Chad get up off the ground and start swinging wild punches at Justin's face, Justin put his hand on Chad's forehead. His reach much longer than Chad's. Chad continued swinging but was unable to make contact. Finely Justin just picked Chad up by his shirt and through him hard onto the ground. "WHATS WRONG WITH YOU, ARE YOU STUPID!" Justin yelled "I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU!!" Chad was still out of control he stood back up and charged Justin again. Now Justin got an evil look in his eye, he picked Chad up by the shirt again and through him down harder then before, then jumped on top of him and held his arms down. I'M GONE TO KILL YOU, AAAHHH! Chad yelled again as he was trying to push Justin up with all his strength. "You better calm down, I'm not letting you go till you calm down" Chad's back was arching off the ground almost throwing Justin off as he was struggling to get free. Finely he just started to cry out of frustration and he relaxed his body. After about a minute Justin decided it was time to let him up, "Can I let you go now?" Chad didn't reply, he just had his eyes closed with tears running down his face. Justin got off of him but he just lay there and didn't move. Justin reached out his hand and called out his name, "Chad! Come on man" "I'm sorry if I hurt you" Chad put out his hand and Justin picked him up. He patted Chad on the back and said, "you are one crazy mother f---ker" Chad just smiled at him because he knew he had just earned some respect from the person he wanted it from most. We headed over to eat dinner. It was starting to get dark. Mr. B. lit a campfire that he had built while we were playing football. We all sat around the fire and ate our dinner. As we all started to finish our meals, Mr. B. Started to tell a story. He started by saying this was a true story about an Indian tribe from many years ago, "This story is about two sons of an Indian chief. One of them was to be chosen as the new Chief of the Tribe, the Chief was old and dying. His name was Chief Thundercloud. Both of the sons were young warriors, strong and brave and wise in the ways of the red man. The chief called a council of his tribe so they could decide witch of his sons, Falling stars or Young Falling Rock would lead as the new chief because the chief was getting old and must soon go to the happy hunting grounds. The tribe was evenly split on which son should be the new chief. The Chief had a suggestion to solve the problem". "We must choose wisely, both are good and brave. My sons, go forth alone, one towards the rising sun and one towards the setting sun. Return with the full moon and then we shall decide." "Many days passed until the full moon came, Falling Stars returned with many stories of his achievements and bravery, but Falling Rocks did not return. The Tribe wanted to make Falling Stars the new Chief, but the Chief had another Idea", "We must be fair, we will wait 7 suns for Falling Rocks, Then we will choose" "Falling Rocks did not return so Falling Stars was made the new Chief. Falling Rocks never did return, and even though this happened many, many years ago, the Indian tribe is still looking for him. That is why today, as we ride along the roads in the mountains, we see the signs that say; "WATCH FOR FALLING ROCKS" "aaahhhh, Hiss, boooo," All the boys groaned. Mr. B. got a big grin on his face and did his usual loud cackle. Most of the boys had been sucked into the story, The older boys knew better. Mr. B. was known for his practical jokes, and his stories. Still, this was one I hadn't heard before, and I thought it was pretty entertaining. We all sat around the fire cooking marshmallows on sticks, and telling jokes for the next couple hours. Mr. B. told us not to stay up to late because we would be braking camp early in the morning. Soon everyone was headed to their tents. This would be the first time that I had the chance to get close to David. David and I had been making real progress as friends. I was already by far his best friend in the troop. I knew I had his trust, but it was always risky to do what I was about to do. I was really nervous, but being nervous just added to the excitement. It was a pretty warm night, so we both striped down to our underwear before we slipped into our sleeping bags. Dam! Could anybody be as beautiful as this kid was? His chest was nice and defined, he had a six pack stomach, and I don't think I have ever seen someone with more perfect skin, it just looked baby smooth. I waited until I heard his even breathing start. The sure sign that he was asleep. I knew I was going to let him catch me, but I guess I at least wanted a chance to check him out incase he rejected me, so I let him fall asleep. I reached into his sleeping bag, he was lying on his back, my knuckle touched his arm, and with the lightest touch possible I made my way down to his underwear. I put my hand on his stomach and pushed my hand under his waistband. I reached my goal, he wasn't hard, but I was surprised to find that he had a good bit of pubic hair, and pretty healthy sized nuts. My touch was starting to have an effect, and he started getting hard. It lengthened out to about 5 inches. I was starting to get overwhelmed. My heart pounding and my whole body shaking. I decided to take this a little farther. I pulled my hand out and searched for his hand. I put my hand around his wrist, and I picked up his hand and started to work it very slowly towards me. I pulled down my underwear inside my sleeping bag. Then I took his hand and wrapped it around my hard dick. Then I went back to feeling his. I heard his breathing stop abruptly, and I felt his hand squeeze my dick. I froze to see what his next move would be. There was none. He was definitely awake, but he was not making any move. I flexed my dick, and then squeezed his, he then flexed his. I started to stroke him hoping that he would do me, but he did not move. I took my other hand and grabbed his wrist and started to move his hand up and down on my dick, his grip tightened, but he still did not move. I kept stroking him while I kept his hand working on me. I was so sky high that there was no stopping my build up. When I knew I was going to shoot, I took his hand and cupped it over the top of my dick, I think I must have cum harder than I ever did in my life. I emptied my load into his hand. After I settled down, I went back to working on him, but I couldn't get him to cum. I decided to just clean him up. I guess I would find out tomorrow what effect this would have on our friendship. If anything, we became even better friends after that night. We started hanging out together outside of scouts after this trip. I had a real big brother little brother relationship with him. He looked up to me and he always liked being close to me, which I didn't mind at all. I tried on many nights to get David to cum, but couldn't. Then One night he slept over my house, Now sometimes he would pretend that he was asleep to get me to play with his dick. And he was doing it again. He was lying on his back with his 2 legs hanging of the corner of the bed. I shook him a little, but he was not going to respond, so I went right to work. I undid his zipper and wiped out his nice plumb dick. I went right to work jerking him off. I was going to make him cum. It took about 10 minutes, but then it happened. It had to be his first one, because I have never seen such white cum before. It was super white. Well, then I wiped it up and zipped him up. And that was all for that night. Always unspoken, never a word said. I had made him cum many times after that. The one night I remember best was on this one trip a few years later, he was 14 and I was 17. I had gotten a little bolder with him. He was pretending to be asleep again and this time I intended to get him to say something to me. I pulled his pants down to his knees and took mine off and then I laid on top of him so our dicks where pressed together. Then I sat up and took his hand and rapped it around both of our dicks and started to jerk them together with my hand over his as I slowly rotated my hips so my dick was sliding up and down on his. As both of our precum started flowing I was using it to make the friction less and less until I was able to lay down on him again and slid back and forth without effort with the wetness we both created. As I lay with my ear next to his mouth I could hear his breathing and I was able to hear him exhale as he started to cum. As soon as he did I did also. I asked him, "how was that?" he didn't answer. He was still going to play the game. So I cleaned him off and went to bed and never was a word said. There were many more get togethers after that, but I guess it was a couple years later when I had my last get together with him. He was 17 now. He came down to the shore with me and stayed at my families shore house with me. We got really drunk together, a tradition we had started when we were much younger. When we went to bed, I wasted no time. I pulled his pants down and I started to give him a blowjob. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, He really tried, he was pumping in my mouth for about 15 minutes, but he was to drunk to cum. That was the last time we were together sexually. I feel out of all of the friends I had when I was younger that I could really trust him the most. We had a special friendship that we still have today. I don't talk to him to much anymore, because he lives far away, but when we get together or talk on the phone we can spend hours talking about the old times and the new times too. I have thought about letting him in on some of my dark secrets, but I don't know if he would want to know about it. I think I will tell him when the time is right. I kept a close eye on him as a kid, and I think he may have a couple dark secrets too. Even deeper than mine, but back to the story. The next day, David showed total confidence in our friendship. He stuck by my side most of the day, and his over all confidence seemed to have grown by leaps and bounds. I guess he knew now that he had my complete trust, and that I would help him to gain the respect of the others. We packed up camp, and it took us about another 4 hours to get to the other camp. We got a really nice site. There were about 12 lean-tos in the shape a U. facing toward the camp lake. There was a steep two-story drop to the water at the front of the camp, but that gave a clear view of the other side of the lake, which still was part of the Boy Scout camp. Justin and I picked the lean-to on the end, and Justin invited Darrin to bunk with us so we would have the radio. Chad was following right behind us, "Justin, can I bunk with you guys?" Chad Asked, "No way, find someone else to bother, Justin replied. Chad didn't take it to heart, he just took the Lean-to next to ours with Rob, Mike, and Jimmy, a brand new boy to the troop. After we set up our bunks. We were asked to get into full uniforms to go to the lunch hall. There was a trail at the front of the site that led down the waterfront at the camp. There was a long wood planked bridge that crossed the lake with two docks attached to it. They separated the shallow water from the deep water for swimming. We crossed the bridge to the other side where the lunch hall was. There were probably about 20 other troops at the lunch hall. The grub was pretty good. Turkey, with mashed potatoes and all the trimmings. I think I must have gained 10 pounds that week, every meal was just as good. At the end of the meal one of the scout masters started with the normal camp song Flee Fly Flo, Kind of a tong twister song that gets faster and faster. I know it sounds kind of stupid right? but for all you guys that have been to summer camp, you know what I am talking about. It becomes really easy to get involved in these stupid games. Some of these scoutmasters were great guys, who were well liked by the boys, and if the could act like idiots, then we could too. When we got back to camp, we were given out schedules for the week. Summer camp was not all games, most of the day was spent going from class to class working on merit badges, my list was something like this; 9:30 Rifle and Shotgun Merit Badge 10:30 Rocketry Merit badge 11:30 Lunch 12:30 Environmental science Merit Badge 1:30 Swimming Merit Badge 2:30 Artery Merit Badge 3:30 Open Swimming. Pretty much after 2:30 we had free time. Some of the badges gave you homework to do, so we were kept pretty busy most of the time, but there was still plenty of time for fun. Towards the end of the week, there was the water front competition where all of the troops competed against each other in water events. The rest of the day went by pretty fast, and soon we were getting ready to settle down for the night. We headed to our lean-tos. I had brought a copy of Eddy Murphy's Delirious album and we all piled into my lean-to and started listening. It was the story of Eddy's family picnic. For those of you that have never heard it. Check it out, it is funny as hell. Darrin kept the radio really low because of all of the cursing. All the other boys started to make their way over. "Darrin, Turn off the radio" Justin said, Darrin hit the stop button. "Chad, David, and Rob, you guys can stay, everyone else, Get lost!" Justin new better than to let to many of the younger guys stay around. They didn't know how to keep their mouth closed. Besides, Mr. B. was always a little protective of the newer boys, and we didn't want to catch his attention. The other boys left and Darrin put the tape back on. We entertained our self for a wile until it was time to go to bed. Then Justin and me took a little hike down the road to catch a smoke. When we got back all the lights were out. Justin walked into the lean-to and laid on his bunk. I said, "I'll be back I'm going to go to the latrine" I went to the other side of the camp to use the latrine. As I was walking back, I could see some movement inside the lean-to next to ours. I approached very quietly. I stood by the corner and looked in. Rob was lying in the bottom bunk, and Mike was standing over him with Jimmy standing next to him. I could hear their conversation. "Do you have it?" Jimmy asked, "Ya, just follow my hand down, It's Hard" Mike replied I could hardly believe I what I was seeing. Rob was asleep, and Mike had his hand around his cock. I could tell jimmy was nervous, but he followed Mike's hand down to Rob's dick. They both stood there for a couple minutes when Rob's head popped up and he said, "Get off you jerks" Mike was barley fazed, but Jimmy turned around to get back in his bunk. That's when he saw me. He didn't say anything, but he jumped into his bunk. That's when Mike saw me. I said, "Mike come here for a minute I want to talk to you" I took Mike out far enough away so that we could talk without anyone hearing. "You're not going to tell on me are you?" he asked "Hell no I wouldn't do that, If there is anyone you can trust in this Troop it is me", "I would never hold anything against you, you have some balls though, you didn't even seem to care that he caught you" "Well, he knows, he has caught me before. He always acts like he is mad, but he doesn't say anything about it". "Who else have you done that to? "Well Jimmy, Evan, even Justin Once." "Justin? You must be crazy, he would kill you if he caught you." Mike continued "I started with my younger brothers, I practice on them all the time. I am pretty good at not getting caught" "Your still nuts even thinking about it with Justin" We had a nice long talk, probably because it would be the only time we could talk. Mike was not someone that I would usually hold a conversation with. He did not have a good reputation and he was outside my group of friends. I had to be very selective of who I took under my wing if I wanted to keep the respect of the older guys. It had to be someone with the potential of being respected. So far out of all of the new boys that came into our troop in the last three years, I had only been able to take three boys under my wing. Really all of them in a way were under my wing, but only three I called my friends, Chad, David, and as of lately Darrin. The older guys were already accepting Chad, but David and Darrin Still had a way to go. I planed to work on both of them this trip. Mike went on to tell me how he first got started with his younger brothers, somehow, imagining that made me get hard just thinking about it. Still, he was taking to big of risks for me to be associated with him. I am not one to lie especially if someone is honest with me first. He asked me if I had ever done anything, I couldn't totally deny it, so I admitted to checking out Chad. He really sprung to life when I admitted that. "I was going to try him next, he is right over Rob, you want to go back and try" He asked. With all the talk we were just doing, the thought of it was just to hard for me to turn down. "All right, but you follow my lead, he is cool with me, but if he caught you, he would probably kill you" We went back to the lean-to. I quietly went up to Chad's bunk and slowly pulled down the zipper on his sleeping bag. I slid my hand in. It was really warm. I could smell the smell of fabric softener escaping with the heat. He was lying on his side facing away from me. I slowly slid my hand around him. He was only wearing his underwear. I ran my hand over his balls and penis up to his waistband and slid my hand under his waistband. His dick was soft, I grabbed the head and gave it a few tugs then squeezed it at the base a few times. Each time a repeated those motions it got a little harder until it reached it's full 4 inches. Then I motioned for Mike to follow my hand down, and he did. As he reached my hand, I pulled my hand back so he could have full access. He was fondling Chad for a couple minutes when all of a sudden Chad started to roll over he didn't even open his eyes but said, "get off" as though he were saying it in his sleep. I dropped down incase he opened his eyes, but again, Mike barley moved. I grabbed mike by his arm and we walked back out to where we were before. I said. "Dude, you need to be a lot more careful, You are going to get yourself in trouble." "Stick with people that you know you are safe with" "Pick one or two really good friends" If you keep pressing your luck with people your not close to, your going to have problems. "I know, you are right, I will try to be more careful" We talked a little while longer, but that would be it. It would have been interesting if Mike and I could have done some things together, but it just wouldn't be possible. He was taking way to many risks. It was best if I kept my distance from him. It was getting late, so we finished talking and I went back to my bunk and went to sleep. I was having a great time at camp, Rifle and shotgun was cool, I had never shot a gun before this trip, and I was a crack shot. I scored second highest in the camp. As for artery, that was already a hobby of mine, so I did fairly well in that also. Environmental science was the most boring, I had to sit by my self for an hour every day in the woods and write about the wild life that I spotted. Swimming was always a highlight of my day. I was a fish, so it was a breeze for me, but I got to check out and make friends with a lot of awesome looking boys. Rocketry was cool, because I got to build a model rocket and launch it at the end of the week, but I guess one of the highlights of the trip was the water event. Our Troop won nearly every event. I was picked to do the long distance under water swim, I dove off the diving board and swam nearly to the other side of the lake underwater. I would have won, but my heal had broken the surface of the water before I came up. I still got second place. Then there was the paddleless canoe race; Me, Justin, Chad and Darrin had to get into a canoe paddle it with our hands out around a buoy and back between the docks. There were five other troops racing against us. One other troop was winning by a few feet, but there was so much splashing that they sunk the canoe before the finish line, we passed them and then sunk as soon as we crossed the line. We also won the sweat shirt race. The object was to put half your team on one dock, and the other half on the other dock. The first boy had the sweatshirt on and dove in and swam to the other dock, his teammates pulled him out of the water. Then he put his arms over his head, and another boy faced him and grabbed his hands. The rest of the boys pulled the shirt off of the boy wearing it and onto the other boy in one swift motion. Then that boy dove in and swam back to the other dock. The sequence repeated until the last boy was pulled out of the water. There were four teams racing at a time. We all knew that David was a strong swimmer, so we let him go last, and he won the competition for us. It was neck and neck when he dove into the water, but he got ahead of the other boy and touched the dock first. Everyone rallied around him and picked him up on their shoulders. All in all, it had been an awesome week. On the last night, there was the last big event. The camp fire. The fire was stacked like a log cabin probably about 5 feet square and 7 feet high. The flames reached about 15 or 20 feet high. There was a circular arena carved out of the side of a hill with large logs forming steps down to the water level where the fire was. All the awards and trophies for the week were given out and then each troop had to perform a small skit. Like a mini play. Most skits were some form of a practical joke, and it was very entertaining to watch. By the end of the week, we were all looking forward to getting into our own beds, but at the same time, It is a real shame to break the bonds that formed during the week. I could have stayed the whole summer if it meant that I had the chance to spend 24 hours a day with my friends. Darrin and I had really gotten close during the week, but I had to be careful how close with Justin being near by. Justin was starting to accept David, but he knew that George didn't like him so he still was a little apprehensive about him. All and all, everything was going good for me. David and I had become very close. He ended up living about 3 miles away from me, but that didn't seem to matter too much. We both made the trip back and forth on our bikes three or four days a week, and when I started to bring him over to Justin's house once in a wile, Justin finely started to like him. I think I could spend a lot more time talking about summer camp, but that is only a part of what this story is about. I mainly wanted to give you the chance to get to know some of the characters in the story. I have a few more that I want you to meet, Such as the infamous George that David and I were talking about. So the second part of this story takes place on another trip later in the same year. If you liked part one, you will definitely like part two. I wrote part two first, but then realized that some of the boys needed to be introduced at an earlier time. If you have any comments, I would love some feedback, you can write me at ryanscott@mail.com