Date: Thu, 30 Jul 1998 14:18:04 PDT From: TellerOf Tales Subject: Simon-05 WARNING: This story may contain descriptions of sexual acts between boys of similar ages. If this is not to your tastes or is not legal in your locality, please leave now! The author copyrights this story. For your enjoyment a single copy had been placed here. Please do not distribute it to any newsgroups and/or other web- sites without permission of the author. The characters in this story are fictional and any resemblance to people, living or otherwise, is purely coincidental. The mention of Scouting is in no way a reflection on the Associations in any country or any activities that they may or may not participate in. It is used purely to embellish the story line. To understand this part of Robert and Simon's on-going story better, I suggest you read Simon's Story parts 01, 02, 03 and 04 first. Classification: tt mast spank Simon's Story Part 5: Was it rape? "I don't know. My mum thinks you're all a bit too old for me to hang around with." "You can ask any way. Can't you?" "I'll ask but don't hold your breath." With that James disappeared down the side of the house. He returned about 15 minutes later carrying a ruck-sack almost as big as he was. All the boys let out a cheer as they started to re-arrange the tent. They spent the evening watching the TV and generally cluttering up the house. At about 9:30pm Squirt went up to bed. Robert did the brotherly thing and went up with him while the others went out to the tent. By 9:45 Robert was on his way out to the tent. The three boys were all laying on their sleeping bags chatting as he opened the tent flap. He couldn't help but smile. Simon was laid on his own whilst James and Thomas were close together. "Have I missed anything?" Robert asked as he entered. "Nah." Simon replied. "James and Thomas were just talking about summer camp and that first night." Robert immediately went red. "What you got a cherry on for?" Asked James. "That was the night we heard them working at it." Thomas replied. "You remember. When they made so much noise they were almost blatant." A bulge grew visibly in the front of James's jeans. "Oh. That night." James said with a snigger. "Perhaps they could show us why they were making so much noise." "Get stuffed." Simon said. "Why not? We've messed about before." "Yea but not with my mum and dad near at hand." "Simon's turned chicken." James stated in a matter of fact sort of voice. Simon immediately pounced on James, well he tried to, but a knee in the groin and a forearm to the side of the head soon had him squirming in a heap on the floor of the tent. He had made the same mistake as last time. Robert immediately rushed to Simon's aide digging James in the ribs with his foot as he crawled over him. "Si'. Si'. Are you ok?" Robert asked him but only got a grunt in response. Simon was curled up in a tight ball and his expression left no doubt James had hit his mark and none to gently. "What did you do that for? You know damn well you can stop him any time you like. Besides we're all friends here!" "He went for me. So I defended myself." "I'm not arguing about that. Why hit him so hard and in the nuts too?" "I didn't mean to really hurt him but I wasn't about to let him hurt me either." James said as he started to sniffle. At that moment he felt alone and alienated. Thomas was quick to spot this and gently and slowly placed an arm over James's chest and hugged him. James's mood lightened. Simon in the mean time was being inspected closely by Robert, who for some reason, shield Simon with his body while he did his inspection. "Robby. What's it like when you, you know, do it?" Thomas asked nervously. "You mean fuck!" Robert asked bluntly. "Yea." "If you don't do it right it hurts a lot." "Yea. Like someone is sticking a huge rod up your bum." Simon added. "But it can also feel like a pleasant pain. Oh, it's hard to describe." Robert continued. "The best way is to try it." "Show us how you do it?" James asked out of curiosity. "NO!" Came the short sharp reply from both Simon and Robert. "We've done everything else together. Why not that too?" James asked. His curiosity was really starting to eat at him now. "That is a personal, loving thing between us and NOTHING is going to make it any less special. Not even spectators!" Simon made it clear that that was the end of the subject as Robert sat there nodding in agreement with him. "What have you and James been up to since that day in the park?" Robert asked as pictures of James streaking around the trees flooded back. "That wasn't funny!" Thomas interrupted. By this time, both Simon and Robert were laughing hard. Thomas leaned over and slapped Simon's back-side. This only made matters worse and prompted him to ask for more. "If he wants more, give him more. Lots more." James said with a mischievous grin. Robert, Thomas and James spent the next couple of minutes undressing Simon. For the most part he co-operated but didn't realise quite what Thomas had in mind. They got Simon to kneel with his head and shoulders on the ground and his bum sticking out. Gently and carefully they opened his knees as wide as they would go. Thomas then knelt astride Simon's head pinning his arms down. "Do any of you remember that music lesson with the bongo drums?" He asked with a wide grin. "No." James and Robert replied knowing full well by now what was about to happen. Simon was still playing along. "The bongo's, basically, are played with a two beat rhythm. Like this." From his position he started slapping Simon's back-side two slaps to the left followed by two slaps to the right which was repeated several times. "Can I play the bells and pull the rope?" James asked. Thomas grinned even more as he nodded his agreement. Very soon James's hand was going up and down as Thomas played the bongo's. Simon's expression soon changed as the power of each slap started to increase and despite his strength, Thomas had him pinned down. His cheeks soon turned from lily-white to an angry red along with a definite ache in his balls where James's hand kept tapping them on his up stroke. "That's enough you two." Robert said as he realised what was going on. It was some weird sort of payback for pinching their clothes and winding them up in the park. Besides, if Simon had a sore bum, Robert would have to miss out on some of his fun later. "Do we have to?" James asked. "Yes. Besides, he's had enough. Look at his face!" Simon was pinned down. His face off to one side. The tear tracks could clearly be seen as they ran across his face and down onto a sleeping bag. The other two stopped and for the first time Simon didn't lash out. In fact he just stayed exactly as he was. Without thinking, Robert sat him up and a grimace shot across Simon's face. Robert carefully lifted him back onto his knees and pulled himself close. Very, very gently he ran his hands across his lovers back-side. His cheeks were so hot they almost burned his hands. Robert held him close with one arm as he fumbled around in his nearby bag for some sun lotion. It wasn't what he really wanted but it would do. At least it was cold. He popped the lid and one of the others, who by now had realised they had gone too far, squeezed some into his hand. Very gently he started rubbing. Both cheeks were starting to cool down and without realising what he was doing his finger disappeared from sight. Simon's groans became more frequent until he hugged Robert really tight which was when Robert realised it was too late. Simon's first load of the night all over his chest and belly. Simon slumped on to his side and curled up into a ball, sleeping like a baby. "That's Simon sorted out. Now it's Robby's turn." Thomas said smiling. "Simon's the only one who calls me Robby!" He said indignantly. "We know Robby!" Thomas replied as he lurched forward knocking Robert off balance. Before he could react James had his hand down the front of Robert's trousers and secured his grip on his balls. "Now Robby, you will do as you are told!" James stated as he gave Robert a tweak. The message was positively acknowledged by a whimper and a twitch by just about every muscle in his body. "Strip!" Thomas ordered. Robert had little choice and complied. When he had finished he was rolled onto his back and his legs spread wide. "He's all yours." Thomas said to James. "Thanks." He turned to Robert, "Sing to me!" "What. Aagh!" He started singing. "Sing properly." They all knew Robert had a pretty average singing voice but was always very embarrassed when he had to sing. Some where in the proceedings Simon opened his eyes and just lay there smiling. They know just how to get their own back. He thought to himself. James quickly swapped hands and his right started the now familiar up-down motion. "Sing properly!" James said to Robert again as his singing got more and more erratic. James's hand was now almost a blur with the occasional twitch of his other. "I'd be careful if I was you." Simon said to James but it was too late as the fountain of life sprang forth. James jumped back in surprise. But what surprised him even more was Robert continuing James's actions and still trying to sing despite the now total lack of musical content. It went suddenly quiet as Robert's hands fell to his side. "What a mess! When did he start cummin'?" Thomas asked Simon. "Oh, around summer camp." Very gently Simon moved Robert over to the side of the tent. Turning to Thomas, "Now it's your turn." He said with a gleam in his eyes as he grabbed Thomas's ankle and pulled him across the tent. Thomas looked at James as if asking for his help. James just sat back and watched. Slowly but surely Thomas's clothes were coming off and before long Simon had him flat on his back with Thomas's ankles and arms pinned down under his knees. Simon reached for the sun lotion and applied a generous dollop to Thomas's back-side. Gently he started smoothing it in to his cheeks working his way closer and closer towards the middle. Simon moved his head closer as if examining his handy work, checking to see that he hadn't missed anywhere. Thomas let out a gasp as part of Simon's finger disappeared. First one part then another until it was all in. "You wanted to know what it felt like, well, this will give you an idea!" Thomas gasped again, then again. Simon had found the magic spot and soon Thomas was almost continually gasping. It was at this point when he started to use his mouth and tongue. Thomas was on a long journey to a higher plane of understanding and excitement. His muscles spasmed as his muscles tightened. Simon continued. He spasmed again and his groans got louder. Simon lowered his red but not so tender back-side. "Kiss it better!" He ordered and was obeyed almost instantly. Simon eventually released a now totally exhausted Thomas after 3 more muscle spasms. James just sat there speechless. Simon gestured for him to strip. He did so without a word. Never taking his eyes off of Simon for even a split second. Robert had partially recovered and was laying there watching. He knew Simon was strong willed but he had never seen him do anything like this before. "The Thomas tent torture." Robert said to Simon. "Great idea!" He looked at Thomas who was way out of it still. "Lay down on your back between us James." He did exactly as he was told. The light went out. James felt nervous but some how knew he would not be hurt in fact quite the opposite would happen. He felt something being placed over his face. It wasn't tied or any thing just laying there. He lifted a hand to remove it. Another hand gently placed his back at his side. Some thing touched his chest. He jumped but was soon put at ease as it started to explore his young bony chest. It found a nipple and James squealed with delight. "Shh." Came a voice in his ear. There was an insatiable urge to do as he was told. Another hand started exploring the top of his thigh. He shivered but found to his amazement that he was starting to tingle all over. The hand moved from one nipple to the other. James drew in a breath sharply making a sort of hissing sound. He had never experienced anything like this before. He knew he should be afraid but for some reason only felt excitement at these new sensations. The other hand moved across his belly. It didn't actually touch his now rock hard boy hood. It seemed to skirt round it, missing it by only fractions of a millimetre. He shuddered. The tingling was becoming so intense his head was starting to swim. The hand was now working on his other thigh. It was only just touching him. It felt a bit like a feather but much larger. He shuddered again. Everything suddenly stopped. It was very silent. Suddenly, he felt something wet touch each of his nipples almost instantaneously. He shuddered yet again. His nipples were now as hard as flint and were being sucked by very skilful mouths. The hand changed thighs in exactly the same way as it did last time but he was sure it was still on his other thigh too. Either that or a second hand had joined it and he didn't feel its initial touch. Before he really knew what was happening his muscles started to spasm violently. There were bright colours flashing before his eyes. He became scared. He couldn't stop shaking and jerking. When he eventually calmed down, nothing was touching him. No hands, no mouths, nothing. He lifted his arm and removed his blind fold. It was pitch black. He sat up and almost left his skin as a hand touched his shoulder. "Lay down and go to sleep. It was only a dream." Said a strange voice. "Who is it? Who's there?" James said in a very nervous voice. "What's wrong?" Asked Simon. James jumped and crawled as fast as he could. He slipped straight into Robert and Simon's sleeping bag hugging him as tight as he could. "Uh. Hay what's going on?" Robert asked suddenly feeling a cold body laying next to him. "It's James. Something spooked him." Simon replied. There was a bit of frantic activity in the sleeping bag, which by now was getting a little tight as Robert squeezed between Simon and James. Which left James behind Robert as he snuggled back into Simon. Robert was woken early the next morning by something digging in to one of his cheeks and a strange feeling in his groin. There was a hand holding his balls. There was also an arm draped over his shoulder and across his chest. He wriggled slightly trying to free himself from its grip but it only got tighter and the thing digging into his bum cheek slipped and was now resting between his cheeks. It was James. A smile crossed his face as he remembered what they had done to him last night. He relaxed and as was soon aware of something starting to probe him. The hand on his groin was pulling them tighter together. A groan escaped from his lips, the probing was now much deeper. It had reached the places only Simon had been before. Robert wriggled again and a groan came from James. "Lay still fidget arse." Simon said in a sleepy voice. "I can't. It's James." "What's wrong with him?" "He's." Robert suddenly stopped. Oh shit he thought. How will Simon take this? "Well go on." Simon sounded impatient. Robert took Simon's hand and gently worked it down between James and himself. "I'll kill the little shit!" Simon said. His impatience passed through anger to near rage. "No! No. He's fast asleep and doesn't know what he's doing. Just forget about it." "Why should I?" Simon replied. His anger was starting to abate but he was still pretty mad. "Just do it for me. You know what usually happens when you try and get the better of him." Robert said. "Yea. The little shit wins!" Simon replied as a smile started to grow on his face. Secretly he quite likes James but only as a friend. His loyalty to Robert wouldn't allow any thing more even if he wanted it. "Budge over a bit." "I can't. There's no room." "Turn on your side then and face me." The was a good deal of shuffling and moaning going on but eventually Simon lay facing Robert. Robert moved one of his hands around until he found Simon, ready and willing. The was some more groaning and a squeak as Robert accidentally squashed James. Suddenly both Simon and Robert groaned as James was replaced by Simon. Instinct took over as Simon evened the score with Robert. "2 all." Robert said. "Yea. But that won't save his life." Simon said with a satisfied and tired air to his voice but still with a hint of anger or was it jealousy. "He doesn't even know he's done it. Just let it lie. You'll only end up upsetting him or may be even worse. He's only a kid remember!" Simon just grunted, wrapped his arms back around Robert and dozed off. Robert lay there for some time. It felt different with James. May be because he was smaller. His conscience kicked in and he knew that his thoughts were wrong. Simon was his lover. Besides James was only a kid. He eventually dozed off with these thoughts going round in his mind. Robert was woken up for the second time that morning by James as he started to wriggle and fidget. The others were all still fast asleep. "Hi. Did you sleep well?" Robert asked. "Yea. What did you do to me last night." He asked sleepily. "Ah-ha. That's a secret." James just laid there with a dreamy look on his face. "Penny for them." Robert asked. "I had a funny dream. It was about you and me." "Yea. What were we doing?" Robert asked. "Don't laugh." James put on a serious expression but this only made him look comical in the early grey light of morning. "It was about you and me doing it." "What do you mean? Doing it?" "You know. Making love." James said shyly. Robert felt a stirring in his groin. To his amazement he also felt James's as it brushed up the side of his leg. Robert gently reached down and started stroking it. "Oh that's good. But not as good as in my dream." "Go on tell me more." "We were out camping in my new tent and you let me do it. It felt brilliant. It was the best thing I have ever felt." "Are you sure you were dreaming?" "I think so, why?" Robert lifted the covers. "Does it look the same to you or has it's changed some how?" "Looks the same as usual." James replied. Robert brought his hand up and sniffed it. "Smells funny. What do you think it is?" "Pooh! What have you been doing with your hand?" "Just playing with you. Why don't you try?" James gently wrapped his hand round himself and massaged for a few moments before bringing it up and smelling it. He blushed acutely before hiding his head beneath the sleeping bags. "It's ok. I'm not mad." Robert said trying to reassure James and coax him out. He could hear sobs coming from under the sleeping bags and Simon's breathing had changed. Robert gently wriggled down and wrapped his arms around James. "Leave me alone." "It's ok. You were asleep and it doesn't count when you're asleep." "Are you sure? You're not just saying that?" "No. I promise." James started to snuggle closer to Robert. His main fear was of being rejected by the group. "What'll the others say?" "They don't need to know, do they?" "Thanks Robby." He gave Robert an extra tight hug before settling down on his shoulder. "James." Simon said softly as he raised head and looked over Robert's shoulder. James shied away. He was afraid Simon was angry with him. "Yea." James answered nervously. "You know what happened between you and Robby earlier." Simon reached out slowly with his arm and put it tenderly on James's shoulder. "Don't worry about it. Robert explained that you were asleep and we all do things in our sleep that we would never dream of doing when awake. But please make sure it doesn't happen again." Robert looked at Simon in amazement. He had never seen him being so gentle with what could have been interpreted as a rival for Robert's affections. It was then Robert's turn to squeak as James scrambled over him and hugged Simon. It was evidently his way of saying sorry. "You know it must NEVER happen again. Don't you?" Robert added just to make his position clear so that both Simon and James knew the score. "It won't." At that point they let the subject drop and all three boys went back to sleep." Simon woke up some time later and looked at them. The big green monster started to rise up inside him but was soon put back to rest as he realise they had all, at some time or other, snuggled down together. Robert awoke with a start. His groin was tingling and his pride and joy was rock hard. His initial thoughts were about James but he soon realised that he was laying next to him with a dreamy expression on his face and his hands pressed down firmly at his sides. Robert tensed up as an orgasm swept over him. What a way to be woken up he thought to himself. He lifted his head and saw Simon's face looking up at him from between his legs. He noticed Thomas between James's and guessed he was getting the same treatment. Simon crawled up and lay on top of him and sealed his lips on Robert's. It wasn't long before their tongues were dancing to a tune that was getting hotter and hotter. Robert's hands were stroking Simon's back, thighs, bum, head, neck and almost anywhere he could reach. Simon on the other hand just stroked Robert's neck and hair. Their lips parted. "Make it 3 - 2 for me will you?" Asked Robert. Simon just looked back in surprise at the unexpected request. "What, with these two in here?" "Yea. Just pull the covers over us. They'll be too busy to even notice." "Ok." Simon said uncertainly. He pulled the sleeping bags over them and Robert turned over onto his front and brought his knees up. Robert was correct when he said the others wouldn't even notice or if they did, they didn't say anything. Both of them found it hard to control the noise but didn't let it detract from their pleasure. Thomas and James slipped out of the tent. Robert noticed a sly wink from James as he was leaving. For some unknown reason, both boys took more pleasure this time than either of them could remember. "Come on you two or there'll be no breakfast left." Mike, Simon's father, said as he flung the tent doors back. "Oh. I'm sorry. I'll knock next time. "It's ok dad. We weren't doing anything. Just having a cuddle and enjoying a little peace and quiet." Simon replied to his father who just cleared his throat. The boys just looked up at him. They were both very happy and, for some strange reason that even Mike couldn't understand, felt very happy for them both too. It might just have been then that he realised the boys were truly in love with each other. Mike went back in to the house. "I dare you to streak up for breakfast!" Simon said to Robert who looked down at himself. "I think not mate. Look at me!" "We need a shower. Shorts & tee shirt it is then and a shower after breakfast." Both boys grinned. "Come on you two. It's getting cold." Yelled Simon's mum from the house. The boys dressed in double quick time and dashed off. Breakfast was quite lively with all of these extra bodies in the kitchen. Robert made a point of sitting next to Squirt and spent the time talking to him. Simon was, for the first time, not on the top of Robert's agenda. He had been replaced by Squirt. It didn't worry him though. He knew that Robert had promised to spend time with his younger brother, besides he was almost like a brother to him too. After breakfast the bathroom was much busier than normal as the boys showered and sorted themselves out. Simon's mum was amazed at just how uninhibited these boys were. Next the tent was tidied and their kit packed or put away. By 10:30 all five of them were out on the common. It was a nice peaceful area with the occasional dog being walked. Squirt, James and Thomas were busy dashing around and bundling each other in the heather whilst Simon and Robert talked. "When we spoke to James this morning about what happened." Robert started to say when Simon interrupted. "I'd have done more than talk!" Simon said sharply. "I know and you'd have probably come off worst! Besides, he was more scared of what he had done than anything else." "So he should have been more careful. You realise he raped you this morning!" "That's a bit harsh. I really believe he was dreaming about it whilst it was really happening." Robert replied. "That doesn't make it right. Does it?" "No. But are you really accountable for your actions when you are asleep? I don't think so. There's no rational thought behind the action is there?" "It's still not right." Simon felt frustrated. Why didn't Robert see it from his point of view? He knew was right after all. "Any way, he was so scared of being rejected when I spoke to him about it. I don't think he'll do it again." There was a short pause. "Only we know, the three of us. Let's keep it that way!" Simon looked at Robert and saw his more serious side. "Thanks for playing along this morning." "Ok but if he tries anything else I'll smash his face in." Robert knew how stubborn Simon could be so he left it at that. They continued walking along the path hand in hand watching the other three. "Si. Do you remember that kid in the hospital?" Robert asked. "I'll never forget him. He was so happy despite his condition. Do you think he's still alive?" "I don't know. I hope so. Have you thought about what we could do to help others like him?" "Nah." The memories of the boy flooded back. Particularly the one where Robert accidentally knocked his base ball cap off and they saw his bald head for the first time and when his eyes lit up when the boys acted as if he was no different to anyone else in the ward. Similar pictures were passing through Robert's mind. They both felt a little depressed. "Let's talk to the guys in our Patrol and ask the hospital how we could help young people like that?" "They'd only laugh at us." Simon said. He wanted to help but detested being laughed at. "Let's just do it on our own." "We'd be able to do more with some help." Robert replied. "I know but I think this means more to us than most people round here. I'll give the hospital a ring tonight and see what they say." "Ok. Let me know how you get on." Suddenly there was a loud whooping sound. Robert and Simon jumped out of their skins. It was Greg. He had sneaked up on them. Simon spun round and before Greg really knew what was happening he was flat on his back. Simon's first instinct was to flatten him but he thought better of it and started to tickle him. It wasn't long before Robert joined in. Poor Greg. He was laughing so much; he had difficulty breathing. It wasn't until Thomas, James and Squirt came to his rescue that he even stood a chance of catching his breath. It ended up with all six boys in a massive bundle of writhing, giggling bodies. They eventually headed back to Simon's for a drink before splitting up. Simon and Robert parted last and spent best part of 10 minutes kissing good bye. They both knew it would be the last they would see of each other until school the following day. There's more to come if you want it? Why not let me know. I would like to thank Lenny (leopoldl@hotmail.com) for his help with this part of the story. Why not have a look at his story "Anthony" in the Nifty Archive. If you have any comments or suggestions please email me at teller_of_tales@hotmail.com as usual flames will be ignored.