Date: Thu, 29 Aug 2019 21:19:31 +0000 From: puermalo1 Subject: "Scout Camp Capers" PART 1 This is a work of fiction with no basis on real events or people. It involves consensual sexual activity amongst boys so if this sort of material is offensive, or if you are prohibited from reading it, please proceed no further. 1 I welcome comments and feedback and will respond to all emails. You can find me here: puermalo1 @ protonmail.com SCOUT CAMP CAPERS Baden-Powell, the founder of the Scouting Movement, one said, "Camp is what the boy looks forward to in Scouting". Perhaps this story explains why! PART ONE Ryan [12] and Ethan [12] "Right, boys, it's time to turn in," announced the scoutmaster. "Aww, do we have to?" complained one of the scouts. "It's still light, we won't be able to sleep," added another. "Jake, Hanif and Tom can stay a little longer," said the scoutmaster, "They're older than the rest of you." The three older scouts gloated. "It's nine o'clock and we've got busy day tomorrow," the scoutmaster said, "I don't want you all tired out before the weekend's hardly begun. Now, off you go, the rest of you." The six young scouts stood reluctantly. It had been fun sitting around the campfire together but they knew they couldn't disobey the order. With various 'good-nights' and 'sleep you in the mornings' expressed, the boys made their way to the row of tents. They were paired off and soon scrambling inside the snug tents to prepare for bed. For twelve-year-old Ryan Harper this was the first experience of camping and he was rather excited by it all. His partner was another twelve-year-old, Ethan Murray, and they were soon zipping themselves into their small tent. "That should keep the creepy-crawlies out," said Ethan, "We don't want bugs pestering us. You can switch the lamp on now." Ryan found the lamp and wound the handle, charging it up for a while. The light cast strange shadows inside the tent, outlining the two youngsters in distorted silhouettes. They arranged their sleeping bags on the mattresses and began to undress. "I'm keeping my shorts on," said Ethan. Ryan wondered why. Was it what you did when you went camping? Was Ethan embarrassed about stripping naked in front of him? "Okay, so am I," Ryan said, pushing his pyjamas back into his rucksack. In next to no time the two boys were inside their sleeping bags. Ryan and Ethan lived in different parts of the town and went to different schools so they only ever saw one another at the weekly scout meeting. They had joined the troop around the same time and, working together through the requirements of Tenderfoot rank, they had built a close friendship. The weekend camp-out was the final task to complete before they would be recognised as fully-fledged scouts. The charge in the small electric lamp began to fade and they found themselves in darkness. "It's really dark, isn't it?" Ryan said. "Don't tell me you're afraid of the dark!" teased Ethan. "No, I'm just saying, that's all." "There's no street-lights out here in the wild, just moonlight." "Oh, moonlight!" Ryan giggled, "How Womantic!" he added, feigning a lisp. "Romantic? What's so romantic about moonlight?" "Lovers kissing in the moonlight!" Ryan joked, putting on a silly voice. "If Beth was here I'd kiss her!" said Ethan. Beth was in his class at school. He rather fancied her and pretended to Ryan that she was his girlfriend. As Ryan had no way of verifying it, he had to accept Ethan's little fib. It was Ryan's turn to tease now. "Oh, here we go! Darling Beth!" Ethan struck out at Ryan in the darkness. It wasn't aggressive but more of a playful response. "Ooh, aren't we touchy!" Ryan laughed. "At least I have a girlfriend." Ethan said. There was a moments pause before Ryan continued. "I bet you wish Beth was here in the tent instead of me." "Oh, yeah, that would be sweet." "Kissing and cuddling." "Yeah, and I'd probably end up fucking her." Ryan laughed. "You wouldn't dare." "I've felt her tits and pussy," Ethan fibbed again. "But that's not like going the whole way, is it?" "Well I would if she was here. I'd stick me dick right inside her." "You never would. You wouldn't know how!" "I know how to fuck a girl, it's easy." "You're all mouth, sometimes!" "And you don't know anything. You ain't even got pubes yet!" Ethan sneered. "I might have, you don't know," replied Ryan. "Ha! I bet you haven't." "Well, I bet you don't have any either." "Now that's where you're wrong. I've got plenty." "I don't believe you." "Believe what you like, I don't care." "Bet you wouldn't dare prove it." "Bet you I will." "Go on, then, show me." "Okay, come over here and shine the torch." Ryan sat up and searched in the darkness for the torch. There was a ruffle of sleeping bags as he moved closer to his friend. "You'll have to look inside my sleeping bag and keep the torchlight hidden," Ethan instructed. "We don't want anyone to know." Ethan unzipped the top of his sleeping bag and felt Ryan burrowing inside. "Ready," said Ryan, from beneath the cover. The torchlight flicked on. Ryan's face was now inches from Ethan's groin. He breathed excitedly on the youngsters smooth, fair-skinned belly and shone the torch onto Ethan's boxers-clad groin. "Go on, then," he said, "Show me." Ethan's fingers reached for his waistband and he slowly eased down the front of his boxers. He didn't want Ryan to see any more than was necessary to prove his leap into puberty. As the waistband reached the base of his young cock he stopped. Ryan peered closer. "See! I told you I had pubes!" Ethan proudly declared. "Wow, you really do! That's cool." Ryan could make out a handful of soft, straggling hairs that were emerging at the base of Ethan's penis, a few on each side. "They started a few months ago. Not much yet but they're real pubes for sure," said Ethan. "Can I, you know, feel them?" "Yeah, go ahead." Ryan tentatively stroked the delicate hairs. "You're lucky. I haven't got any yet," he said, rather disappointedly. As he continued to feel the wispies he was sure he saw Ethan's penis throb. Before anything else happened, Ethan tugged his boxers back up. Ryan resurfaced from under the sleeping bag, switching off the torchlight as he reappeared. "I can't wait to grow some myself," he said. "Show me what you're like. Maybe I'll see some just starting," said Ethan. "Promise not to laugh?" "No, I won't tease you. I showed so it's only fair you do as well." Taking the torch, it was now Ethan's turn to burrow down inside Ryan's sleeping bag. Ryan shucked off his underwear. "Can you see any?" "There's the start of some little ones, I reckon." "You think so?" "Yeah, and that's not all. You've got a bit of a boner!" Ryan couldn't help it. The excitement of seeing his friend's groin had caused his little cock to stiffen. Now it was pointing upwards, nearly four inches of solid boycock "I couldn't help it. Seeing your pubes made me sorta horny." "I'm just the same. Wanna see?" "Yeah, go on then." Ethan shone the light on to his own groin and wriggled out of his boxers. "It's big!" admired Ryan as Ethan's penis bounced free. It was about an inch longer than Ryan's and much chubbier. "Yeah, nearly twelve centimetres [4+ inches]," said Ethan, unknowingly revealing that, like each and every other boy, he frequently measured his progress. "Wow, that's big!" "Do you wanna touch it?" Ryan's reached a hand towards Ethan's rigid pole, his fingers feeling the hot stiffness before gripping it firmly. "Oh, that's nice, keep doing that!" Ethan muttered, as his friend slowly wanked him. "Do you wanna do me, too?" asked Ryan. Desperate to feel another boy's fingers on his stiff pecker. "Okay," Ethan agreed, "Why don't you strip off and climb in the sleeping bag with me." Ryan didn't need asking again. He quickly removed his underwear and scrabbled beside Ethan, feeling the warmth of his naked, young body. He reached for Ethan's hardness once more. "It's leaking!" Ryan said. "Yeah, it does that when I'm feeling horny." "Feel mine." Ethan reached for Ryan's boyish erection. It felt like a little iron rod in his his hand and Ryan gasped as he felt Ethan's fingers playing with it. For a while, the two boys lay side-by-side gently wanking one another. Ryan broke the silence. "Can I touch your balls?" "Yeah, go ahead." Ryan's fingers slid down Ethan's shaft and found the ball-sac, a hairless bag holding two nuggets of boyish treasure. He squeezed them, not hard but enough to make Ethan groan. Now Ethan explored Ryan's little ball-bag. The two marble-sized balls were tight, barely descended delights. "Wanna see me cum?" asked Ethan, "I'm pretty close." "Yeah!" said Ryan, excitedly. "Get the torch, then," Ethan instructed, "I'll wank myself off." Ryan found the torch and switched it on. "Keep the fucking light down!" said Ethan, "We don't wanna get caught. Shine it under the sleeping bag." Ryan once again found himself burrowed below, shining the torch on his friend's privates. He had a close-up view as Ethan began to wank himself energetically. Ryan noticed that Ethan only used a thumb and three fingertips, his little finger pointing away daintily. He also noted the youngster's balls as they flip-flopped beneath. Unconsciously, Ryan was vigorously playing with himself, his actions matching those of Ethan. After a few moments, Ethan spoke. "Fuck, I'm getting close!" Ryan watched and wanked with equal intensity. "Here I go..." moaned Ethan. Ethan's motions slowed as he peaked. A few dribbles of clear boy-cum oozed from the tip of his penis. It wasn't the explosion of creamy cum that Ryan had anticipated (like in the porn vids he'd often watched) but it was definitely cum he was seeing. "Oh...ah!" Ethan groaned as he urged another droplet to appear. "Spunky spunky!" Ryan giggled, watching the fluid trickle down Ethan's young rod. Once Ethan had caught his breath again, he smiled and said, "See, I told you I could make spunk!" Ethan scooped up the little drops of jism and held them out on his fingertips for Ryan's closer inspection. "Do you need a tissue or something to clean it up?" asked Ryan. "Nah, watch this." Ethan then licked the semen off his fingers. "Eurghh, that's gross!" said Ryan. "It's the best way to clean up. Besides, it doesn't taste bad." "Really?" "Just warm and a bit salty...here, have a taste." Ryan closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out, unsure of the wisdom of tasting his friend's sticky offering. Ethan smeared a little of his fluid onto the boy's tongue and Ryan tasted it. "It's okay, I guess," he commented, "I wonder if everyone's jizz tastes the same?" "Well, when you can spunk yourself, you'll be able to find out!" Ryan returned to his own sleeping bag. His little penis was still hard and he played with it as the two boys settled down to sleep. He wondered when he would be able to ejaculate himself. Sometimes, life was just not fair! If you've enjoyed the story why not take a look at some of my others. You can find me in the prolific authors section! PLEASE CONSIDER A DONATION TO THE WONDERFUL NIFTY RESOURCE!